A/N: Ahem –clears throat- so yea, I just realized that I can no longer access the original copy of this on my computer so I had to make a copy of the whole story—hope you guys don't mind too much also, you've all probably realized that I'm sorry for the last chapter and all I have to say is that things aren't getting any better in this one—so here we go with the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I own this plot (the story) that's all though. Shugo Chara isn't mines.

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Trouble

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THE following day nothing surprised Sora when other students shot worried glances his way or how the sudden uneasiness one got from having everyone stare at your stitched up forehead didn't bother him one bit. Walking alongside Daisuke, Sora listened halfheartedly to the conversation the brunette had engaged them both in, his large eyes glued to the screen of his PSP as he nodded and grunted in response. Right eye twitching, Dai shoved the blond his elbow earning a short, soft whine from the smaller boy. "Are you even listening to me, Sor?" He complained and nodding Sora's large cerulean eyes darted off the PSP screen and landed on his best friend for a fraction of a second before they wandered back to the screen. "Yea," he replied and Dai pursed his lips and shot the blond a skeptical glance. "What was I talking about then?" Shit, maybe he should have been paying attention to the conversation. Clearing his throat, Sora's thin fingers continued tapping at the buttons on the game system before he released a nervous laugh. "Well, you were talking about—"

"Sora!"

He never got to finish his sentence and Daisuke never got to find out whether or not the blond had been listening to him ramble on because a blur of orange and green whizzed by him and slammed into Sora almost knocking him down onto the ground. Blinking, Sora stared at his attacker only to be met with a head of ginger hair. "Are you okay? I heard about your slip up yesterday." Yame's voice was clearly hysterical as her face was pressed against his chest and glancing over at Dai for a moment Sora placed a hand on Yame's back and patted it awkwardly while managing a convincing smile. "I'm good, just a few stitches. Nothing can bring me down!" He joked laughing and pulling back, Yame stared into his lit up face for a moment as her cheeks tainted and she nodded slowly. "Oh," she murmured releasing him and just as she took a step backwards, a bag slammed roughly into Sora's back causing him to wince.

"Idiot!" Kimiko shrieked as she pulled her bag away and pouted. Hands on her waist, she shot the cringing blond a death glare before she nudged him roughly in the arm. "You're such a doofus, you had me worried—worried Sora, you shouldn't go off getting yourself hurt like that. What do you think you were doing?" She shouted sounding a lot like his mother had sounded when she had picked him up and had found out about his injury yesterday. Watching as Kimiko continued yelling at him, her face contorted in an expression that was unsure whether or not it wanted to be anger or concern, he smiled. "Y'know, if you keep hitting me like that I might just go into remission or something." He teased bringing an end to Kimiko's rant; the younger girl stared at him for a moment, her eyes large and watery before she offered a small smile. "Idiot," she mumbled hitting him lightly on the arm before hugging him tightly. "Don't do that to us." She mumbled into his collarbone and laughing, Sora wrapped his arms around her, a lot easier than with Yame.

"Sorry for worrying you guys so much."

Sora's tone was apologetic as he glanced between his three friends; Yame nodded slowly, her eyes glued to Kimiko while Dai grinned. "Ah, it's nothing it's just good to see that you didn't lose your memory." He laughed and Sora grinned boyishly, "Dai, I hit my head on a hurdle, I didn't get run over by a train." He replied and the two boys shared a moment of hearty laughter as they bucked knuckles and Kimiko rolled her eyes pulling away from the blond. "The both of you are idiots y'know," she pointed out and the two juniors just glanced at one another as their charas Sine and Juugo high fived.

"Yame-chan!"

The sound of that sickeningly sweet, high pitched voice sent tremors down Kimiko's spine and as Yame turned to glance behind her so did the other three. Mae was standing, only a few feet away grinning broadly and waving. "Mae-chan," Yame murmured her cheeks going red as she turned to look back at two confused boys and a slightly frowning Kimiko? "I'll see you guys later!" She said offering a broad smile before turning and running off to Maeda. The two stood in the hall talking for a moment and standing shoulder to shoulder they grinned at one another before Maeda grabbed hold of Yame's wrist lightly and dragged her off down the hall away from her friends. "Eh, wha?" Sora managed to say and Kimiko blinked, her gaze landing on both boys' confused expressions before she sighed, blowing hair out of her face.

"That's Maeda Kiyoshi, you know, the actress. Her and Yame have become BFFs in the short span of time she's been here." She explained and both Dai and Sora nodded before they glanced over at Kimiko and catching her annoyed expression, they wore matching grins. "Jealous huh? We totally understand where it comes from right, Sor?" Daisuke jeered glancing at the blond who nodded vigorously, and poking out her lower lip, Kimiko glared at them both before raising a curious brow. "Come to think of it, aren't the both of you competing for Yame's heart? I didn't see Daisuke getting mad when Yame was all over Sora a minute ago." She pointed out and both boys looked bored, shrugging in unisons. "Hmm, so it seems." Daisuke replied drily and grabbing onto Sora's wrist he started walking pulling the smaller boy along with him.

Kimiko stood there, blinking and a stupid expression plastered to her face before she stepped forward and found that she had to jog slightly to keep up with the older boys. "What the hell does that mean? Are you saying that you two are giving up on Yame?" She was beside herself as she stared from Sora to Daisuke waiting for one of the two to answer. "Yup, that's exactly what we mean," Dai answered and Kimiko settled her gaze on Sora who was uncharacteristically quiet, his eyes downcast before she snorted. "Yea right, give me a break. Like I'm about to believe that you two—who've liked the same girl for the past five years of your lives is just about to give up on her. That makes no sense!" She exclaimed and Dai shot her an annoyed look.

"What are you talking about? Of course it makes sense, we're not stupid, Kimiko."

"You guys are acting pretty stupid right now. Sora, don't tell me that you actually agreed to this?"

Said boy then looked up, his large eyes landing on Daisuke first before they drifted over to Kimiko. Sucking in a deep breath, he nodded before his gaze once again dropped to his feet. "Yea, I sorta did." He mumbled and Kimiko frowned obviously upset with both boys. "What is wrong with you two? Don't you know that Hinta asked Yame to be her boyfriend and she refused?" She shot obviously surprising both boys and Dai opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. Trying again, he was able to produce a strangling sound before," seriously? I had no idea," he muttered and Kimiko scoffed. "I know, no one did. Later," she mumbled waving halfheartedly before she strode off down the hall, leaving both juniors behind.

"Daisuke?"

"Yea, Sora?"

"We messed up didn't we?"

"Yea."

Silence.

"Can we fix it?"

"I'm not sure Sor, but we can try."

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Kumiko kept a lazy eye trained on Maiya as she listened halfheartedly to their Chemistry teacher drawl on. She watched as the lilac haired girl batted her eyelashes and flirted with a tall brunette towards the middle of the class and she frowned. Looking away, she hurriedly scribbled down the remaining notes on the blackboard just as the bell rang and the tenth grade Chemistry class was more than happy to get out of there. "Kumiko," Maiya called as she hopped over to the older girl's desk and glancing sideways, Kumiko shot her a small smile before writing down the last of the notes. Maiya leaned up against the desk, tapping her fingers lazily against the surface and in time Kumiko realized that the boy she had previously been flirting with was nowhere to be seen.

"Thanks for finding my Lit book; you're a real life saver."

Maiya's voice was grateful and Kumiko nodded. So he's already given her the book, nice. "It was nothing," she replied modestly, slamming her notebook shut and pulled her glasses off the bridge of her nose. Maiya watched as the dark haired girl packed up her bag before she grinned broadly. "Do you wanna have lunch with us? It's Thursday, we usually eat outside on Thursdays," she offered and snapping her bag shut, Kumiko stared at the other girl for a moment before smiling softly. "That sounds nice, I just have to make one pit stop then I'll catch up with you." Nodding, Maiya stood up straight and moved around the desk and towards the door. "Alright, we'll be in the Quad." She pointed out before she slipped out of the room and pulling her bag onto her shoulder, Kumiko started her trek towards the South Wing's girl's washroom.

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Laughter resounded off the soccer field as Yame and Mae sat in the bleachers, their lunch resting between them and their fingers laced within thick red thread. "Put your index here, Yame-chan." Mae instructed and doing so, Yame grinned as she listened to the other girl before they laughed. "I don't think I've ever met someone who gets me so well," Mae explained out of the blue, a fond smile tainting her lips and Yame nodded. "It's nice, you're like—my long lost twin really!" She giggled at this and Mae nodded before her mobile buzzed from within the depths of her bag followed by a light, calming ring.

Tearing her gaze away from the redhead, Mae stared at her bag and biting her lip, she pulled her thin fingers out of the thread, allowing, the thread and Yame's own fingers to fall into her lap. "I have to take that," Mae murmured getting to her feet and reaching for her bag, Yame watched as the girl cradled the bag against her chest and turned slightly to shoot her a broad smile. "I'll be back in a little while, wait for me?" She probed and blinking, Yame nodded. "Ok," her voice was soft as she watched the blonde gracefully descend from the bleachers and once her small feet had touched onto the grass of the field she nearly broke into a fast run across it, waving one arm up in the air in recognition at Yame. Sighing, Yame diverted her gaze to the thread her fingers were still intertwined within and began fiddling with it, grinning when she made a butterfly.

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Kumiko groaned as she washed her hands in the basin, her gaze landing on her pale appearance in the large mirror. Biting her lip, she reached up and brushed her short bangs aside, cringing at the lime green streaks in it. "Maybe I shouldn't have tried being a punker, I'm just a bookworm." She mumbled and frowning, Naka pulled at the girl's ear. "Don't say that Kumiko-chan! You can be whatever you want, now why don't we go have lunch with Mai-chan and the others, they're real nice." She pointed out and offering her chara a small smile, she nodded. "They are, let's go Naka-chan." Not wasting anytime, Kumiko turned the tap off and ripping off a piece of paper towel, she moved towards the bathroom door only to hear someone yelling in a slightly muffled voice approaching.

In a spur of panic, Kumiko retreated into a nearby cubicle and closing the door, she crawled onto the toilet seat just as the bathroom door swung open. Kumiko closed her eyes and sat there, heart thudding against her chest as soft footsteps passed the cubicle she occupied and the sound of a door swinging open then shut followed by the latch filled the otherwise empty bathroom. "I'm here, Izzie-chan," came the sound of a soft, slightly muffled voice Kumiko calculated to be no more than three cubicles down. Was someone having a cell phone conversation in the bathroom during lunch hour? This was immediately answered when another, smoother female's voice broke through the silence.

"How are you today, Maeda-kohai?"

"Good, I guess. Where's Jouichi?"

"He doesn't want to talk to you—what did you do, Maeda?"

"Me? I didn't do anything! It's not my fault Jouichi's such a crybaby!"

It was unbelievable how clear the voice on the other line was. It was as if two people had crammed themselves into one cubicle and we're arguing over some boy neither of them could obtain the affections of. Still, that doesn't explain why she's having this conversation in the bathroom. It's lunch; everyone uses their phones at lunch. Kumiko bit her lower lip, her ears straining to hear what was going on while her mind was yelling at her to get the hell out of there before something happened; too bad the next few things said indefinitely decided her fate.

"Kaito has called a meeting for tomorrow night; please tell me that you are free."

"Will Jouichi be there?"

"He's a Celestial Five member isn't he?"

"Celestial Five?" Kumiko mumbled to herself, her arms that were holding her up against the stall feeling like jelly from an excursion her body wasn't used to. She heard the one girl present emit a whiny noise from deep within her throat before she continued talking.

"I'm free, what's the meeting going to be about?"

The other line was dead for a moment before "Izzie" Kumiko understood replied in a solemn voice.

"The Guardians, seems Kaito-san has bumped everything up. We'll most likely attack very soon so keep on your toes."

"Meh, he made that same promise three months ago and only now have I infiltrated the school. I have to admit though, it would be nice to let Rin-tan burn something down—she's growing a bit impatient with all this waiting." Mae had a sadistic grin rivaling Jouichi's on her face as she stared down at the screen, where Izzie sat with a bored expression on her pretty face.

"Don't even think about it Maeda, Kaito will kill you if you slip up."

"I won't, have a little faith in me would you?"

"Don't miss the meeting, it's very important. The fate of the plan rests on it."

She had heard enough, these girls and a band of other people known as the Celestial Five were planning something big and from the way the girl on the phone was talking it was going to be very dangerous. Shifting slightly, Kumiko's hands slipped and her side rammed roughly into the toilet causing her to muffle a whimper of pain and attempting to get up, she pressed the trigger making the contents of the toilet to go swirling down with a loud rush of water and a roar from the thing, filling the whole bathroom. Kumiko was sure that she had drawn attention to herself as the girl's conversation came to a standstill and her heart hammered away in her chest. Wasting no time, she grabbed her bag, unlocked the cubicle and bolted for the door, completely unaware of the pair of large sapphire eyes peeking out through the slit in her own cubicle.

"So we've got ourselves a little spy huh? Interesting, every interesting indeed." She muttered to herself, a sadistic grin spreading across her face as the scowling chara floating above her thighs turned her head to stare at Mae. "She has a chara, Maeda-chan." She said and Mae's grin broadened. "Hmm, seems like things are about to boil over considerably."

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So I was gonna make this chapter even LONGER by actually putting a Maeda/Kumiko confrontation but then thought better of it. Why give away Mae's abilities so early? When I can just wait for the perfect moment? Haha, anyway, next chapter Sleepover and Celestial 5 meeting stay tune things are simmering up!

Updated: January 11,2010