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-Monkey-chan

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Normal POV

The tension was suffocating. For a while, the two boys could only stare at one another, unable to find the words to speak. It was a dynamite waiting to explode, the anticipated chaos in their minds.

But, who will be the one to set it off- to pull the trigger?

Taking a deep breath, Nagihiko spoke up, his voice quiet yet firm. "Christian, I should tell you that you shouldn't call Rima by just her first name. Unless you're that close to each other, it is considered yobisute, and that's quite rude."

Christian cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "I was perfectly aware of that. You didn't have to tell me, Fujisaki-san," he hissed, emphasizing the "san".

"Christian," Nagihiko began, forcing himself to calm down, "I don't want to fight you."

Again, both Christian and Nagihiko had a staring contest. Christian glared at Nagihiko, and Nagihiko returned him a firm gaze. The purple-haired boy was steeling himself for a fight, when, to his surprise, Christian stopped glaring and relaxed.

"Fine," Christian told him reluctantly. "I don't fight you either anyways, but let me get this straight: I LOVE Rima, so don't expect me to stay on the sidelines just because you're her 'boyfriend'." He then gave Nagihiko a threatening look.

Nagihiko, who was about to explode, still kept his calm demeanor as he declared, "Fine by me. But, just so you know, I'm NOT going to give her to you. She's mine, and if you want to mess with our relationship, then I'll make sure you never, ever GET EVEN TWO FEET NEAR HER!

Instead of recoiling, like Nagihiko wanted him to, Christian only gave out a dark chuckle. "Oh really? Well then, how are you suppose to do if you are going to be on the other side of world?"

"How did you-"

"How did I know? They told me when I arrived here," Christian interrupted, answering his question.

At this point, Nagihiko lost all of his control. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM HER!" he screamed.

"MAKE ME!"

The dynamite was set off. Nagihiko charged towards Christian, a fist already made. Christian did the same. Suddenly, as Nagihiko was about to slam his fist into his rival's jaw, the sound of breaking glass was enough for both to stop and catch their attention. They both turned to the sound and saw none other than the housekeeper, Akira, her eyes widened in shock. The sound came from the tray of food she carried and dropped on the wooden floor.

"What is going on here?" she demanded.

"I…"

"Uh.."

"Both of you," Akira hissed, "in your rooms. NOW!"

The two broke off and turned to opposite directions, but not before giving each other a threatening look and Christian saying:

"I'll steal her, Fujisaki-san. I really will."

Nagihiko's POV

The nerve of that guy! Who does he think he is! There's no way I'm going to let him steal Rima at all!

I slammed my fist against my bedroom wall over and over again. Of all the days I could go to Paris, it had be now!

"Rima," I muttered. I reached for my phone, wanting to call her so badly, to warn her about Christian, when I froze.

What am I supposed to tell her? That I was going to leave her? "Oh Rima, you know how we just became boyfriend and girlfriend now? Well, I'm leaving to Paris, and I'm going to stay there for three months." The thought of doing that almost made me cry.

I don't want to leave her. I really don't. I've had crush ever since I first met her, and I thought I was the happiest guy alive when she said she loves me. I really hate this!

Frustrated, I plopped down to my bed, my teeth clenching together. My forehead started crease, and I knew I was about to tear up, my heart bursting to pieces.

"I'm sorry, Rima," I whispered softly.

So sorry.

Christian's POV

I put down the pen on the desk and stared at my "master plan". A grin made its way on my face when I said, "Perfect."

Three months. I only have three months, but this will work out. No doubt, when Rima sees this, she will be heartbroken.

And guess who's going to be there for her?

Me.

"I'm sorry, Nagihiko," I whispered darkly.

So sorry.

3 Days Later

Rima's POV

I yawned and stretched as the sunlight hit my eyes. Jubilantly, I got out of bed and ran downstairs to find my mother gone, no doubt at work.

Normally, I would have felt sad about that. However, I'm so happy these days; I don't even mind those crappy drama shows she watches.

And it's all because of a certain purple-head.

I giggled at the thought of him. I'm still going to tease him about that. Oh, and I came up with a new nickname: cross-dresser. I giggled again as I imagined his red face when I say that to him!

Come to think it, why hasn't he called me? Knowing him, he would have by now. I checked my phone, and, to my dismay, no new messages or calls from him. What's going on?

I know that I shouldn't be worrying about this, but, somehow, I can't help but feel that's something wrong. But, I can't point out what. Shaking my head, I ran down the front steps to check the mail. I took out the mailbox key out of my pocket, inserted it to the keyhole, and opened the mailbox. There I saw a few letters and, as anticipated, they all look like junk mail. Rolling my eyes, I took them out and sorted them when something shocked me.

To: Rima

From: Nagihiko

I can't help but laugh. "Really, Nagihiko?" I said out loud. I opened the envelope and read the letter inside it.

Rima,

I can't find the words to say this to you. I wanted to call you, but I couldn't. You see, I'm leaving to Paris for 3 months to improve my dancing skills. I don't mean to hurt you, but I think it's best if we broke up. Now. I'm sorry and I hope that when I come back, you might find somebody that will make you happy.

Nagihiko

Leaving to Paris…

Three months…

Broke up…

NOW…

My vision blurred, and the last thing I heard before everything went white was someone calling "Rima!"