Nana: Another chapter so soon?

Me: I told you hiatus is over. ;)

Nana: Yay!

Me: Now get ready to hate Saaya… even more.

Nana: Oh, great. Disclaimer: Cami does not own Shugo Chara or any of its characters.

(Ikuto's POV)

One week later

The best sound filled the classroom. The ringing of the school bell.

"Okay, everybody, next class you'll be reviewing the different families of instruments." All the students got up from their seat. "Before I forget, I have your assignment from last week. Come and pick them up."

I placed the stack of papers on the table. Once I did, the students crowded around, looking for their paper.

I stared at them like wild animals before backing away. They're probably worse than Utau when she loses a Ramen contest with Souma.

When the last paper was claimed, the room became quiet and peaceful. I sat in my chair, closed my eyes and sighed ready to relax that is until I heard footsteps.

With my eyes still closed, I spoke, "No, there is no homework if you were wondering." I imagined the student would then skip off to enjoy their break, but I heard nothing.

I felt a small flick on my forehead. I opened my eyes quickly to see the person who did it. When I saw no one straight ahead, I slightly tilted my head down. I smirked.

"Why if it isn't the munchkin?"

She rolled her eyes. "Listen, I'm not in the mood today."

I stared at her confused. "Alright. What do you want, Rima?"

"My paper wasn't in the pile," she pouted before crossing her arms across her chest.

I thought a moment and then snapped my fingers. "That's right. I put yours aside because I wanted to ask you about it." I got up from my seat and looked through the papers on my desk. I finally found it.

I looked up to see Rima sitting in a chair gazing at her feet. I glanced at her paper. The word "invisible" was at the top typed in black ink.

I got the seat I was sitting in and moved it across from her. I tilted my head down to her.

"What about my paper?" she asked irritated.

Whoa, feisty one we have here. "I was just wondering a few things." I handed the papers back to her.

"What, I didn't do the assignment right?" She examined her papers looking for any marks.

"No, you did it perfectly. I was just wondering," I pointed to the top paper, "why the title is invisible?"

She narrowed her eyes. "If you read it, then you'd know."

I sighed and brought my hand to my face. "What kind of music were you listening to while writing this?"

She thought about it for awhile. "I don't know. I think something melancholy. Why?"

"And what did you do before you typed your paper?"

"I called you to ask what the assignment was."

I had the urge to question her density, but I remained calm by breathing in and out. Relax, Ikuto. "What happened before you called me?" She seemed to stiffen at the question. I stared at her perplexed. "Everything okay, Rima?"

She laughed nervously. "Yes, everything's okay. Why do you ask?"

Why do I ask? Well, because I doubt music is the only key factor in this. There's something else that made her write this way. I watched her move slightly in her seat; I don't want to pry. "Again, just wondering."

Then, something I didn't expect to occur did. She burst out and told me what was on her mind. "Okay, well, lately, I've been feeling lonely and invisible." As she spoke, she was looking at the ground.

"How come?"

"Nadeshiko has more council work than I do, so she usually has to work on that. Utau's busy getting ready for her next concert. Kukai and Tadase are busy with sports. You're teaching violin lessons. And Nagihiko…"

She trailed off. Nagihiko what? "Yes, and Nagihiko what?"

"And Nagihiko's always spending time with Saaya." Why Nagihiko chose Saaya over Rima, the world may never know. "All of last week, everytime we were making plans to hang out, Saaya would come over and ruin them. It's like she's all possessive of him. I don't see why she is, though. Nagihiko and I are really great friends… when we're not fighting. And when we aren't, we make a good team. You know what sucks the most is that we might not get to hang out until the weekend because of his basketball practice."

On Rima's part about just friends, I doubt to Saaya's eyes that's all they are. I bet you anything; she made her two henchmen spy on Nagihiko while she was away. I lifted my head up from Rima to the back door. The door reflected a shadowy figure.

I blinked my eyes a couple of times to see if it was real. It was. I raised an eyebrow at who I knew it was.

"Ikuto. Ikuto, did you even here me?" I looked back down at Rima, an angry expression forming on her face.

"Yeah, I heard you, Rima." I got up from my seat. "I've kept you in long enough. Why don't you go enjoy the rest of your break?" I helped her out of the chair and guided her toward the side door.

"Why am I going through this way?"

"It's closer." I sweat-dropped.

"Okay, if you say so. Bye, Ikuto. I'll see you later." She was just about to exit when she stopped suddenly. "Thanks," she mumbled before fully leaving.

I somewhat smiled, if you'd call it a smile. I walked to the front of the classroom, putting my arms over my chest.

"You can come out now… Nagihiko."

The shadow on the door flinched before walking inside. I smirked to myself.

Nagihiko stood at the back door looking a bit sad. "How'd you know it was me?"

Is he sad that I found him out or sad about what Rima said?

"Nobody other than your sister can have a shadow with hair that long. That could've been the reason or…" I went toward him, "if it was Nadeshiko, she'd come right in, knowing that Rima's in here. I knew you'd listen to the conversation and wait for the right time to come in, especially since it was Rima."

"You're good."

"I know. That's why I'm your sensei. Anyways, so did you hear everything the munchkin said?"

"Maybe." He sighed. "I didn't know she was feeling that way."

"Yeah, the munchkin's pretty good at concealing her emotions." In my opinion not as good as me, but still. There was a few seconds of silence. "By the way, Girly-Boy, why'd you come back to the classroom?"

"I was going to ask if there was homework. I wasn't paying attention."

I brought my hand to my face again. Does anybody listen to me? "No, there is no homework. But what are you going to do about Rima?"

"Since she thinks Saaya doesn't like her and I'm sure Saaya feels that way too, I was going to invite the two of them this weekend so they can get to know each other."

Rima and Saaya together? Hell would freeze over before that would ever happen. You got to give him credit for trying. And who knows, they might find common ground… Nah.

"Sure, do what you gotta do, Nagihiko."

"Thanks Ikuto-san." With that, he walked out of the classroom. I collapsed on a chair. Teens these days.

(Saaya's POV)

Lulu and I walked out of music class with our assignments. "Lulu, what'd you get?" I tried snatching her paper away.

"It doesn't matter. What about you?"

When I didn't reply, she turned to me confused. That's when I successfully grabbed her paper. I gawked at her red-mark free paper and grade. "How'd you get this?"

"It wasn't that hard, Saaya. I just did what Tsukiyomi-sensei explained. What did you get?" I was too busy glaring at her paper, so she was able to take mine. "Uh, Saaya, I don't think the assignment involved you just copying and pasting song lyrics for the assignment; you had to listen to music and write your own story." She scanned my paper. "How'd you manage to spell Utau wrong? She's our other sensei and she's everywhere in Tokyo."

"Look, I don't need your help," I lashed out at her.

"Fine, just saying Saaya."

We walked the rest of the way in silence until a hyper girl jumped on our backs.

"Saaya-tan! Lulu-chi!" Yaya screamed.

"Hi, Yaya," Lulu greeted back.

I did nothing in return. That girl needs to calm the hell down!

"Guess what exciting thing happened to Yaya?"

I snarled at her. Must she keep speaking in third person? I thought while I was away, Lulu was teaching her how to speak normally.

I tried humoring her. "What Yaya? What could be so exciting?"

"That serious and blunt guy with the glasses talked to Yaya again today." She raised the corners of her mouth into a bigger smile than the one she had before.

"Aww, that's cute," Lulu replied.

I gaped at her. What? What happened to Lulu, my faithful sidekick and friend? She does know who that serious and blunt guy is. The person who let that blonde chibi free from the bathroom.

Yaya noticed I didn't comment. "Saaya-tan, something wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong, except Yaya you should stop talking to him. I heard he's a pest. Don't you agree, Lulu?" I turned in the direction of my reliable friend.

"Uh, m-maybe." That's more of the Lulu I know. "But, he seems nice."

I've been away too long. Lulu was falling to Yaya's side. I scoffed inside. It shouldn't be that hard to make Lulu think the way I do again.

"If you two say so. Hey, why don't we go to the mall this weekend to go shopping?"

They perked up at the idea. "Yeah!"

"On one condition." The smiles dropped. "Let's go do some snooping first."

I walked past them toward the bushes. They reluctantly followed me.

"Hey, Saaya-tan, where's Nagi-kun?"

"He's-" I turned around and saw that Nagihiko was coming in our direction. I quickly shoved Lulu and Yaya into the bushes. They let out yelps. Babies.

"Hey, Saaya-chan," he called out.

He stopped in front of me. I grinned. "Nagi-koi, where did you go? I missed you."

He smiled. "Sorry, I had to ask Ikuto if there was any music homework. Anyways…" Nagihiko began to sweat-drop.

I grabbed one of his hands and yanked it. "What's wrong?"

He laughed nervously. "Well, you see, Saaya-chan, are you busy this weekend?"

"No, I'm not."

Behind me, I heard Yaya and Lulu complain about ditching them this weekend to be with Nagi. I took a step back nonchalantly and kicked them. They let out a pained scream.

I turned around at them with an evil glint in my eye.

"What was that?" He tried to peer around me.

"Nothing, just squirrels," I giggled innocently.

"Alright, so this weekend, since I'm busy after school with basketball practice."

"Of course, Nagi-koi." I stepped toward him, but stopped when the bell rang. He backed away from me; I frowned.

"Sorry, Saaya-chan, I have to get to class. We'll hope to see you this weekend." He ran off waving at me.

I waved back at him. When he was out of sight, Lulu and Yaya came out of their hiding spot. They were covered in twigs and branches. They started removing them from their hair and other places.

Yaya looked up at me with her childish eyes. "Saaya-tan, you said you were going to the mall with Lulu-chi and Yaya!"

"Yaya, you have a twig right… there. I got it!"

"Oh. Yaya thanks Lulu-chi."

"No problem, Yaya." Lulu beamed at her.

I grew irritated that they just forgot about me. "Could you two finish removing your sticks and twigs off later?" They stopped picking at the roots all over them. "To answer Yaya's question, I know I did promise you two, but if you were really my friends you'd be happy that I'd be spending the day with Nagi. So, there!"

My two friends frowned at me. Why are they frowning? "Alright, then Saaya. Yaya and I will just go to the mall together." Yaya linked her arm with Lulu and skipped of to their classes.

Who needs them? They'll come crawling back to me before I know it. As they skipped off, I grinned to myself thinking about what Nagi said to me.

"Sorry, Saaya-chan, I have to get to class. We'll hope to see you this weekend."

That's when it hit me. What did he mean by "we'll?"

(Rima's POV)

Class

I sat in my desk waiting for class to start. I stared out at the window at the clouds floating along.

My eyes then shifted to around the classroom and to all the students talking. I crossed my arms over my desk, placed my head on top and sighed. I knew almost no one in this class. The exception being…

"Fujisaki-sama!" I rolled my eyes at the fan-girls.

"Fujisaki!" I pouted at his basketball team mates.

"Hello. Where's…" I heard his voice trail, so I lifted my head to see where he was. His eyes wandered and his finger was moving side to side.

What is he doing?

His finger and eyes finally stopped in my direction. A smile made its way on his face. I raised my eyebrows confused. I turned around to see if there was anyone behind me, but all I saw was the window.

When I faced his direction again, he was sitting in the desk next to me. I tilted my head at his action.

"Hey, Rima-chan."

"Uh, what's up Nagihiko?" He began chuckling. Why's he chuckling? I didn't even say anything funny. "What's so funny?"

"Rima-chan," he started with a kind voice, like Nadeshiko and Utau when they want me to do something for them. Whatever he's going to ask, I bet I'm not going to like it at all. "Are you busy this weekend?"

Then again, what do I know? "Nope, unless I have to baby-sit Rikka. Why?"

He looked up at the clock; there'd be only a few more minutes until the sensei would walk in. "Well, you want to hang out this weekend since we haven't recently?"

I slightly smiled. "Of cou-"

"I mean because you've been feeling lonely and abandoned so, I thought…"

My eyes widened. Whoa, wait. How'd he know that! Nagihiko, next to me, was still blabbering on about something. I kicked him. He immediately stopped.

"How'd you know I was feeling lonely and abandoned?"

He stiffened as if he said something he shouldn't. Oh, yeah. He shouldn't have said that!

He put his hands up in defense, got up from the desk and backed away. "Look, I can explain."

"I know you can explain, Nagihiko, but," I got up from my seat and pursued him, balling my fists, "I don't think I want you to."

"R-Rima-chan…"

"Nagihiko, you eavesdropping pu-"

"Everyone, please take your seats. Class has started," the sensei announced.

The two of us stopped in our positions. Nagihiko silently thanked the sensei's incredible timing. I shook my head, eyes glaring at him.

I went over to my seat and plopped down. Nagihiko walked past me, bending down to whisper in my ear. "I'll explain later. So, is that a yes or no?"

I had a few seconds to give him an answer. "Fine, then."

He smiled. "Great. We'll see you this weekend."

Nagihiko walked away from me to his seat and the lesson for class began. I sat at my desk replaying his words, when something occurred to me. I twitched. What did he mean by "we'll?" It better not mean anything.

All I know is that he better learn to sleep with one eye open for being an eavesdropper. I sighed and paid attention to class.

Weekend

I took one last look in the mirror to approve of my appearance. I grabbed my brush off the dresser and ran it twice through my hair.

Good enough.

I tossed my brush back on the dresser, grabbed my bag and charged out the door. I skipped down the steps and to the front door.

"I'm going out!" I hollered to my parents.

Right as I was about to leave, I heard, "Onee-san, where are you going?"

I was interrupted from answering. "I was going to ask the same question," my father bellowed.

"Isamu, calm down. Rima's just going to meet her friends. Am I right?"

"Well, of course, Mama." I smiled at her.

"You see, she's just going to see her friends. Rima, you may go now."

Thank you, Mom! I quickly dashed to the door.

"Not so fast, Rima!" I slowed my pace. "Very funny, Rima. Now, which friends?" Could he be even more protective?

I bit my lip. "Utau, so if you excuse me I have to get to the studio before her bodyguard thinks I'm a crazed fan."

I walked again toward the door. When I opened it, I let out a defeated sigh. Dammit!

"Hey, Rima-chan, ready to go to the mall?"

Could he come at a better time?

"Oh, that's Utau alright? When did she dye her hair purple? Rima!"

I rolled my eyes at Nagihiko. He mouthed out an apology. He should be sorry.

In the corner of my eye, I tried seeing if there were any signs my mom was going to do anything. She didn't, much to my disappointment. She probably ran out of excuses. Just my luck.

My father stood there in his signature pose. His feet planted in place, arms crossed over his chest and an angry expression on his face directed at Nagihiko.

At least this'll teach Nagihiko never to come to my house without warning ever again.

That's when to all our surprises, Rikka collapsed on the ground. Her face hidden by her hair. The four of us watched her. When she lifted her head and brushed the strands away from her face, there were tears.

Tears were pouring out of her eyes. My dad and mom bent down to check on her. What caused Rikka to break down?

My question was answered. While my parents were busy studying her and not looking at her face, Rikka glanced at them and then at me. Her tears stopped and she breathed, "Go, Onee-san."

My jaw dropped in amazement. Rikka can fake-cry?

When my parents looked at her face again, the tears flowed once more. "Aww, what happened to my poor baby?" my dad questioned.

That was when I backed up slowly, took hold of Nagihiko's wrist and went running. When we were a reasonable distance away from my house, we slowed down.

Nagihiko laughed. "What's so funny?" I asked him.

"You're a great role model for your sister."

"Thanks. Wait, was that sarcasm?" I glared at him.

"I don't know. I guess both. There are times when Rikka follows what you do and it's a bad thing, but there are other times when she does and it's a good thing."

"Oh, so was this a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked as I stared straight ahead.

"Good, of course. If it wasn't for Rikka I'd been in hell, compliments of your dad, right now."

I giggled. "So, true."

He grabbed my hand and we quickened our pace. "Let's get to the mall. We have someone to meet there." When Nagihiko wasn't looking, I shot glares at him. So, we're going to be with someone else. Great.

At least, it can't be anyone bad. It's probably Kukai, Tadase or even Ikuto.

Twenty five minutes later

You know how I thought it'd probably be Kukai, Tadase or Ikuto? Well, it wasn't any of those three. Nope. It wasn't even Utau or Nadeshiko!

Who is it you may ask, well, it's…

"Hi, Saaya-chan, sorry we're late. We got into a little predicament."

You guessed right. Yamabuki Saaya-san. Joy.

Apparently she was as disappointed to see me as I was to see her. "Mashiro-san," she huffed.

"Yamabuki-san," I grunted.

Nagihiko sensed the tension and went in between us. "Rima-chan, Saaya-chan, relax and let me tell you why you two are here. I just felt you two weren't getting along and since you two are very important to me, I thought I'd arrange a day for you two to get to know each other. Could you two at least try to be friends for my sake?"

Saaya and I turned to each. Her once crossed arms fell to her sides and a hand stuck out and a smile appeared. "Alright. We'll try, Nagi-koi."

"Yeah, we will, Nagihiko." I stuck my hand out as well and we shook on it.

Nagihiko sighed in relief. "That was easier than I thought. Let's go."

Saaya and I let go of each other's hands and we followed Nagihiko. Maybe what Amu told me last week wasn't true. Either that or Saaya's changed. It doesn't matter. I'll give her a chance for Nagihiko's sake.

Several Hours Later

I'm pretty convinced now that Amu's story and Nadeshiko's nickname were exaggerations on Saaya. Saaya's almost as harmless as a kitten. I wonder what those two were thinking.

Sure, she's possessive of Nagihiko, but what girl wouldn't be. At least she had apologized for the things she's done.

"I'm glad, Nagi-koi, came up with this idea Rima-san" A grin made its way on her face.

"Me too." We walked in silence around the mall with Nagihiko who was relieved his plan worked.

"Since you two have put your differences aside and become friends, why don't I treat you two to ice cream?"

"Let's go!"

When we reached our destination, Nagihiko asked us what we wanted. While he was telling the ice cream person what we wanted, I observed the ice cream.

I saw the girl scoop my ice cream into a cone. She handed it to me grinning. She turned to Nagihiko. "Cute girlfriend you got there."

Nagihiko and I rotated our bodies to see Saaya sitting at a table looking through her bags.

"Thanks."

"So, what's her name?"

"Her name's Saa-"

"Not her. Her," she pointed at me. I raised an eye at the person. What did she say?

"My name's Rima and I'm not his girlfriend." I pointed over to Saaya. "She is."

"Really?" the person asked confused. We nodded our heads as she gave us the other ice cream cones. "If you say so."

I growled as Nagihiko handed her the yen.

We walked away from the counter. Nagihiko handed Saaya her cone after she stood up and bundled all her bags together.

"Thanks Nagihiko," I said as I licked my ice cream cone.

"Yeah, thanks, Nagi-koi."

He smiled. "No problem. All I care about is that you two are getting along now."

We walked out of the mall with our ice cream and bags and sat on a bench. It was silent for a couple of moments as we ate our ice cream cones happily.

Minutes passed and I felt like I was being watched by two pairs of eyes. I turned to my right. "What?"

Saaya and Nagihiko laughed. Those two have a twisted sense of humor. That's when Saaya got out her phone and took a picture. She showed it to me.

I felt my cheeks turning slightly red. My face, mouth and cheeks were covered in ice cream. Oops. It's like my birthday pancakes all over again.

I lifted my arm to wipe the stuff with my sleeve, but Nagihiko stopped me. He pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket. I tried reaching for it; he brought it close to him and insisted that he'd wipe my face.

I let him. When he was done, he smiled. He probably noticed I was still embarrassed, so he spoke out, "Don't worry, Rima-chan. Nobody's perfect."

I'll say. I saw that Nagihiko was still watching me. I got aggravated. "What now?"

His hands went to my cheeks. He slightly put pressure on them. "You have really puffy cheeks." I think the ice cream is starting to get to him. What's wrong with him? "But I stand corrected." His hands fell.

"About what?" I began licking my ice cream again.

"You're cute when your face is covered with food, but without food, you're truly beautiful."

I stopped licking my cone and observed him. Aw, that was sweet. "Thanks."

We shared a smile for a couple of seconds when we were disrupted by someone clearing their throat. We turned to our right to see Saaya a little sad.

Nagihiko panicked. "You're beautiful too, Saaya-chan."

"Why thank you, Nagi-koi," she responded coldly.

Nagihiko chuckled nervously as I watched Saaya. Nagihiko got up from the bench. "Now, if you two girls don't mind, I have to make a quick run to the bathroom. I'll be back." He ran off.

Since there was a gap where Nagihiko sat, I decided to close it, inching toward Saaya. It got quiet, thus I started talking to her. "Nagihiko's one heck of a playboy, isn't he? Was he always like this?"

I faced Saaya. There was no verbal answer, instead a physical answer. Saaya snatched my cone. I wonder what that was for.

"Saaya-san, uh, you grabbed my cone. Can I have it back?"

I'm sensing something and I don't like it.

I saw a smirk on her face. "I will on one condition." She glared at me icily. "Do you want to know what that one condition is?"

"Yeah, what is it?" Somehow, I doubt I'm going to like it.

The smirk grew wider. "Alright." There was silence and then it burst out of her. "STAY AWAY FROM NAGIHIKO!"

On second thought, when I said Saaya was as harmless as a kitten, scratch that. Saaya's not a kitten. If she was though, the only reason would be because the kitten involved into a lion and charged after you with its bare teeth and sharp claw to scratch your eyes out!

I laughed thinking that it was a joke. It had to be. I mean we were getting along.

"Shut up, Mashiro! I'm not joking. Stay away from him!"

I ceased my laughter. "But I thought we were getting alone. I thought we were becoming friends."

She scoffed. "As if. I was just pretending to be in front of Nagihiko."

That explains why she was extra sweet with Nagihiko. "I'm telling Nagihiko!"

She sneered at me. "Oh, you are? Like he's going to believe you." I became confused. "Let me give you a short summary since I'm pretty sure one of your friends has already told you about me. I'm not the sweet, innocent, loveable person I am when I'm with Nagihiko, oh no, I'm actually described as coldhearted, egotistical and nasty."

Amu's story and Nadeshiko's nickname aren't exaggerations after all. They were 100% true. "Well then, he's bound to catch you when you-"

"He has many times, but he picks me over the other person everytime. He won't even believe his own sister. What would make you any different?"

"Nagihiko and I are great friends. He will."

"Wrong! This coming from the girl who's afraid of dolls and who's life turned upside down because she was almost kidnapped."

"How did you-"

"Oh, Mashiro, you have to keep your enemies close, don't you? I've had my friends spying on you and taking peeks at your private files."

I was provoked. "What have I ever done to you?"

"You know, Mashiro! You know very well what you did!" No, I have no clue what she's talking about. "You seriously don't. My, you're an idiot. Well, it's probably because you're blonde."

My jaw dropped in shock. No one calls me an idiot or makes fun of my hair color. Just then, before I was about to say something else, Saaya dumped my ice cream on herself and stuffed the cone into my hand. Now, who's the idiot?

"Why'd you do that for?"

"You'll see, you pathetic excuse for a pretty girl."

This was enough.

I got up from the bench, one fist clenched, the other hand holding the empty cone she gave to me. I was truly aggravated by this spoiled brat.

I threw the cone at her, not caring if it missed or not. What I would say next should at least penetrate through that thick skull of hers. "YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING BITCH!"

I waited for Saaya's reaction. She smirked at me before getting all sad and upset. That's not going to work on me. I should know; she told me everything was fake. W ho would even believe that?

"Rima-chan!" Crap, bad timing on his part again.

Saaya ran from the bench to Nagihiko. "Nagi-koi, I'm glad you're back. She was being mean to me. She was yelling at me and she even dumped her ice cream and threw her cone at me."

That is so fake. Nagihiko has to see that.

"Rima-chan, I thought you two were friends. This isn't like you!"

You're kidding me. He can't see through such a fake act. I saw Saaya stuck her tongue out at me. "Nagihiko, I thought we were two. Apparently, though, your little girlfriend over there was just pretending to be my friend. And for your information, she dumped my ice cream on herself!" No response. "Want to know something, well, she's fake-crying right now! How can you not see that? And you know what else-"

"Rima-chan… SHUT UP!" I immediately stopped. "What's wrong with you? I saw you throw the cone and heard what you said to Saaya, so don't even deny it."

"You're mistaken, Saaya-"

"You got that right, I am mistaken. I was mistaken to invite you today." Probably for the first time ever, Nagihiko gave me a hard glare. Saaya smirked triumphantly next to him.

It took a lot for me not to say anything back and to, instead, turn and run away from them.

I was running at not a very fast pace, so I could overhear their conversation.

"I'm really sorry, Saaya-chan, are you okay? Did she do anything else to you?"

I heard the fake sniffles. "That and she kept yelling at me." I turned around to see what was happening. Nagihiko pulled her into a hug and gave her a quick peck on the mouth.

"Again, I'm really sorry. Rima-chan's not usually like that. She's usually just like you, but I guess I was wrong."

I couldn't bear to hear anymore; I began running again. When I was a safe distance, I stopped and rested. What was Nagihiko talking about?

I sighed. I can't believe I was losing myself to somebody else. At least it's better late than never to see the truth. I don't want to pretend to be friends with Saaya, so does this mean Nagihiko and I aren't friends anymore?

Grr! It's all because of her. She's tearing Nagihiko and I apart.

If anything, if you give or take a few quirks of mine, Saaya is still… everything I'm not.

To be continued…

Nana: Eww, that Saaya girl. I remember Lulu turned her heart's egg into a ? egg. Why are they friends?

Me: I know. *Yawns* And you'll see.

Nana: *Laugh* Did Cami stay up all night typing this chapter.

Me: Shush! Like I could go to sleep last night. At least I know my family are hypocrites.

Nana: That's not good. Why?

Me: They question my sanity when I'm on FanFiction, but last night I was questioning theirs. It was really entertaining, though. XD

Nana: Until next time. ;)

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Truths:

#41: Sometimes I start a conversation and I don't even know where it's going.

#42: After running into a glass door, I feel stupid, but a couple of minutes later, I have the urge to do it again for the heck of it. XD