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Summary: From seeing the relationship between her parents, Rima didn't believe of the word 'love'. She didn't want to get hurt by anyone ever again. She didn't want to feel she decided to lock such a feeling away. But love can be unexpected.

This is based on The Only Exception by Paramore.

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Rima's POV

My eyes were beginning to fill up with tears. I don't even know why I'm acting like this. I'm laughing but I'm crying. What the heck is wrong with me? It's like my emotions have gone mental. I don't feel happy actually I'm beginning to feel depressed. Just from seeing that expression on his face. As soon as I started laughing it became so very serious and sad. I'd like to know what he was thinking. If I did then would I be able to understand more about him?

I wish to know why he would ever say he loved me even in hypothetical terms. How could anyone love me? I thought all through out my life I'd never recieve any love. But then Nagihiko comes along and changes everything.

He's not who I thought he was. To begin with, I thought that this crossdresser was nothing but a self-centered jerk. I didn't think he cared about anyone but himself. I assumed that if he found about the real me he'd tell everyone. But I was wrong about that. He'd never do that. Even though, at this point in time it was weird, he did care about me.

I don't know whether that's because we're actually friends or he loves me. Either one would sound preposterous to the old me. I would laugh if anyone would have told me that. But now I was here, with Nagihiko, locked inside this stupid godforsaken Haunted House. All I could think about was him. Stupid thoughts that made me think that my world had a silver lining. That it wasn't all bleak and gray. I wouldn't like to say that he had changed me. But unfortunately, he has.

That's one thing that pisses me off. If he wasn't here, I wouldn't be feeling like this. I wouldn't be feeling so distraught. I'm scared that if I tell him what I really feel it will only lead to heartbreak. I don't want my future to be like my parents. Nor do I want to hurt anyone.

But when I look at Nagi, at his amber coloured eyes, those feelings disappear. I feel safer, content. I sighed, damn him. Why did it have to be him of all people? Why did these feelings have to be for this purple haired freak? I don't understand it. I stopped laughing as I stared at the ground. Suddenly, Nagi's voice became from beside me, making goosebumps appear on my arms.

"Rima," he whispered under his breath, "I do love you."

My eyes widened as I stared at him in disbelief. Did those words really escape his mouth? Or was it my freaky imagination? No, it was real. He was no longer saying it hypothetically. He meant every word. That's what stunned me. My fear had come true.

He looked at me as he tilted his head. I found myself paralyzed by his gaze. He leaned in his hand caressing my cheek as he did the most unexpected thing I thought he'd never do. I felt his lips on mine as my heart began to threaten that it might burst out of my chest. His eyes were closed shut as he kissed harder and deeper.

This wasn't right. Love...love will only hurt us both. So why don't I just push him away and act like normal? Act like I couldn't care less about him. But then I'd be lying. Because I do care about him. Never will I admit it to his face but...

I'm in love with this stupid crossdresser.

There was nothing I could do about that. I've already lost my sanity. I kissed him back feeling like I was truly losing to him. We pulled apart and exchanged glances both our amber eyes waiting for the first one to utter a word.

I was shocked for the most part. I couldn't believe that I had kissed him. It felt like it was some kind of strange dream and any moment I was going to wake up. But it wasn't a dream. It was real. I bit my lip. What was I going to do? Walk away so I wouldn't hurt him in the future? Or accept that he is my only exception. The only one who has ever made me think that love meant something more than getting hurt.

"I hate this, "I gritted my teeth, "I hate how when I'm with you everything doesn't make sense."

He tilted his head wanting me to continue. My attention was now fully on him as I felt my tears prick at my skin.

"I thought I was content with being alone. I thought love was just a hindrance that caused people pain," I clenched my fists, "But then you come along and change everything. You make me think that life is worth living. I'm scared...I'm scared that if I accept these stupid feelings that in the end we'll get hurt. But then I think that maybe, just maybe, you could be the only exception. No, you are the only exception. You're the only one who has made me feel like this. Damn, why do you make me feel this way!"

He held onto my hands wiping the tears away from my eyes. He shushed me a small smile on his face. Then he whispered the words I had been dying to hear.

"I'll never hurt you, Rima," he told me.

I believed him. How could I not when he was looking at me like that? I couldn't believe I had told him all that. A grin flashed on his lips as we both heard a creaking sound from the door that had been locked up until now. We turned our heads towards it as Kukai came into view, smiling.

"Oh, am I interrupting anything?" he asked.

Nagihiko's expression became sour as Kukai took the hint that he should run or he'd be screwed. A small giggle escaped from my lips as Nadeshiko appeared at the doorway with Amu behind her. I stepped outside feeling the fresh air. Thank god I was out of there. Nadeshiko smiled at me.

"Are you ok?" she enquired.

I nodded my intention now on Nagihiko who was chasing Kukai who was laughing like a madman. Nadeshiko followed my gaze and chuckled.

"Something happened in there, didn't it?"

I looked at her stunned, "Eh? No, nothing happened."

I was totally blushing. She could tell I was lying just from that. Amu giggled as she nudged me.

"Come on, Rima. Tell us the details," she grinned.

I glared at them both and folded my arms. It was none of their damn business what happened in there. If I told them about it I might go crazy. But they knew something happened. Just from the way I constantly looked at Nagihiko and how I blushed earlier. It was so irritating. Nagihiko was able to catch Kukai as he hit him.

"What the heck do you think you were doing leaving us in there?" he questioned.

Kukai grinned, "It did it's job though. You acknowledged your feelings, right?"

Nagihiko looked like he was going to strangle Kukai at that point but he kept his composure. It was more than just his feelings that had been acknowledged. His eyes met mine as I quickly looked away. Well this was awkward.

Nagi's POV

I never thought Rima would feel the same way. I thought for sure that she would reject me straight away. I was ready to accept that, but then she went and kissed me back. Guess God doesn't hate me after all. She told me about how she was scared to fall in love because she was afraid she would get hurt. I knew why she thought that way. She had seen how hurt her parents were and how she had been dealt the blow. She had lived her whole life in fear. Then she tells me I'm her only exception. I guess that made me happy to hear her say those words. I knew I meant something to her.

After we were freed from the Haunted House, we all went our seperate ways. Rima was staying with us for another night. I had no idea how long that would last. I didn't want her to go back to living in that house. She didn't either. She'd probably be with us until we could all live by ourselves. It really showed that her parents did not care about her at all. They hadn't even lifted a finger to find out where she was. But that didn't matter. It wasn't like they were going to change their ways.

When we arrived at the house, Nadeshiko took out her key and unlocked the door. The lights were all off as I turned them back on. I was about to go up the stairs when Nadeshiko stopped me.

"Are you sure you two don't want to share a room?" she teased.

I glared at her as she took a step back laughing. Rima hadn't heard a word she was in her own little world.

"Don't get angry, Nagi. I was only suggesting," she patted him on the shoulder.

Nagi snorted, "I have an idea. Why don't you stop meddling with me and Rima?"

Nadeshiko giggled, "So there is something between you two."

I had been caught off guard there. I didn't think she would blow that right in my face. This sister of mine. I was so glad that Rima hadn't heard our conversation. Instead she was looking at some pictures our mum had put on the mantel piece. They were some lame pictures from when we were younger.

Shit.

One of those pictures, or maybe more like several, were ones I really didn't want her to see. Why did my mum have to put those sort of pictures up for everyone to see? I practically skidded over to where the pictures were and stood in front of Rima. She looked at me questioningly. She hadn't seen them, had she? I hoped she didn't. That would be so totally embarassing. She already called me crossdresser what would she say if she saw them? I really didn't want to find out. She raised her eyebrows. Unknown to me, Nadeshiko was behind me picking up one of the photos.

"Why are you standing in front of the pictures Nagi? I think they're cute," she nodded as she looked at the picture in the photo frame that was in her hands.

I turned around seeing her with the photo I was hoping Rima would never see. Damn my sister. Why that photo of all the ones in our house? It was photo of me, about 7 years old, dressed up in the normal ballet attire. My mum wanted to have two twin girls so she would always dress me up in girls' clothing. I loved to dance as well, still do, but I do not dress up as a girl for it. I was planning on grabbing the photo from Nadeshiko's hands but before I could she handed it to Rima. That's it. I'm screwed.

Her eyes glanced over the photo as a small smirk appeared on her ruby red lips. She turned her head towards me, showing the photo to face me, and pointed at the smiling face of the 7 year old in the picture.

"You are so cute, Nagi-chan," she sneered.

I gaped at her, "Chan?"

Nadeshiko stood beside her, "Yeah he is, isn't he? Do you want a copy?"

This was getting worser by the minute. Soon they'd be making me dress up in that kind of attire. Maybe this is a dream. A strange, weird, mental dream. But no, it was real.

Rima grinned, "Sure, I'd love too."

That's it. Nadeshiko has now humiliated me in front of the girl I love. Although, that definitely isn't new.

If I tear up the photo now it might end this stupidity. That might be a good idea. Anything's better than seeing those looks upon their faces. But crap, how am I supposed to get it off Rima? She'd probably wouldn't be merciful. Perfect, just perfect. Can things get any worse? Probably, they always do. Rima giggled as my attention went back to her. It's fine. At least this is making her smile. But I should go and burn all pictures of me like that later. Yeah, she can laugh for now.

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