This Diary Belongs to Nagihiko Fujisaki. KEEP OUT! THAT MEANS YOU, MOM!

The hotel room in America. We've only been here a day and I already miss Japan and all the Japanese.

I'm writing this with Rima on my shoulder, so that's why the weird handwriting.

I kissed her. what is wrong with me? When did I turn into such a Tsukiyomi Ikuto? Speaking of which, I think he's caught on to how I feel about Rima.

So it's all HIS FAULT!!!

Somebody remind me of this the next time I feel like kicking him.

Anyway, back to the best thing that happened to me. It was all Ikuto's fault. I just can't help it; guys are competitive (or so my lovely feminist mother tells me). Anyway, she was looking so frightened it was cute. Isn't that a bad thing? Probably. Anyway, from what I can remember, I leaned in and started kissing her, and I felt her grip my arm, and all I could think was: YES. HA! HA! HA! (much like Tada-gay during a character change). Which is kind of scary when you think about it.

I'm so messed up.

Later

I'm still not tired enough to go to sleep, and then Amu came up to me with that look in her eye that means she's going to wheedle something out of me.

"Nagi," she said, staring at me intently, as if she wanted to burn a hole in my head. "You like Rima."

"do I?" I said innocently, but I could feel my heartbeat going off the scale.

"god, I can hear your heartbeat from here. let me tell you something. Rima actually..."

There was a crashing noise form outside, and an unfamiliar voice screamed, "what? Why are you wearing cat ears? EEEK! IT'S A DEAD MOUSE!"

"oh, crap," said Amu, "I better go see what the hell that hentai-cosplay-pervert has done now. See you."

Rima actually WHAT? Dammit, what? Did she go to jail or something?

Anyway, the Ikuto walked in looking as guilty as a three-year-old who's eaten his mom's shoe.

"Oh, hello Nagi. Good, I wanted to talk to you."

"doesn't everyone?" I grumbled.

"No, I just wanted to say, Welcome To Adulthood and you like that shrimp, don't you?"

"she's not a shrimp!" I protested. Rima twitched a little in her sleep, and I hastily dropped my voice.

"well, she sure looks like a shrimp to me. You know, I was considering her but Amu-chan's way cuter..."

"you love Amu, don't you?" I accused.

He was silent, and then said, "yes, I suppose I do."

I looked at him, horrified. "I wasn't serious about that."

"well, I am," he sounded bitter. "she rejected me."

"she what?"

"when I was seventeen. I told her. she said she didn't like liars."

I sighed. Clearly, Ikuto didn't understand Amu's 'cool and spicy' attitude that well. "that's because she was flustered, and didn't know what else to say."

There was so much pathetic hope in his eyes that he looked like a little kitten that's reaching for a fishy treat just out of its reach. "really?"

"okay, now you're freaking me out."

He snorted, then got up and fell back onto his bed, still in is day clothes. "night." Then he shot up again. "oh, yeah, I still need to tell you something."

"what?" this guy is weird.

"You love Rima, don't you?"

"don't tell Amu."

"don't tell her about me and you've got a deal."

"deal."

"anyway, when are you going to tell her?" he said, raising his eyebrows.

"not soon."

"she might confess some day. I'm warning you." since when was this guy the expert on love?

"yeah, right. you have to tell Amu soon."

"why?" he asked.

"someone might take her if you don't watch out."

"as if I didn't know," he murmured before he fell back asleep.

"Nagi?" Rima mumbled in her sleep. Damn, she looks so adorable when she sleeps. Her cheeks were pink, her gold hair was swirled around her head like an angel and her mouth was slightly open...

NO. I WILL NOT. THAT'S JUST SICK, TO DO THAT WHEN SHE'S SLEEPING.

Of course I won't. I would never, ever.

Five minutes later

What kind of sick person am I? I actually did.

She didn't even wake up, either. Just smiled slightly in her sleep. So cute!

All of a sudden I felt sleepy, and so I leaned my head on top of her blonde hair and fell asleep.

Rima's Diary~~~Bala-balance! RiRi pwns! Don't you dare read if you value your life.

I had a really funny dream. First it was that KusuKusu came back, and said, "Rima?"

"yes?"

"there's hope, Ri-Ri-tan. I can come back, maybe, maybe!"

"how?" I cried.

"the key... Nagihiko."

"how's Nagi the key?" I said. I said the word 'Nagi' with such love in my voice I hope with all my hoping that I didn't say it out loud (A/N: no such luck, RiRi XD).

KusuKusu smiled happily, the way she used to. "keep laughing, and keep listening to your heart and your brain. Kanon-chan knows what she's doing, but I've taught you that not everything has to be practical!"

"I was right!" I cried. "it's my golden compass theory, right?"

"you sure are close. But something else has a factor if you want to save me."

"what?" I said eagerly.

"what have you been looking for all this time?"

"The Embryo." I said, disgusted. Part of Tada-gay's plan for world domination, the embryo, part of Lulu's plan for her mom, the embryo, the key to Ikuto's freedom from Easter, the f---ing embryo. I've heard enough about the selfish people who want it.

"it's Nagihiko, too," KusuKusu said softly. "don't let him go, Rima."

Then she was gone, and I thought I was just about to wake up when I felt something close to my face. What is that? I thought. And then I had a funny dream about Nagihiko. I can't remember it very well, but he was smiling.

Hmmm.

OH, DAMN. NO MORE LOVESICK TEENAGER, RIMA.

Later

Then I woke up, and Nagihiko was awake... watching me sleep... OH, GOD!

"why are you watching me sleep?" I asked him rather grumpily (I'm not a morning person).

"because you look unbelievably cute and angelic when you sleep," he said honestly, and I felt the heat rise up and stain my cheeks again.

"whatever," I mumbled. "where's Amu?"

"talking to Ikuto." There was a knowing look in his face. You know, one of those i-know-something-you-don't-know, neh-neh neh-neh-neh-neh looks. I crawled towards the door and pressed my head to it. "don't' give me that look," I told Nagihiko. "It's completely my business."

I heard murmuring voices, and then Ikuto saying, "Amu... one question."

"o-ok," yep. Red as a fire truck. Even worse than before.

"that day... four years ago."

"which one."

"the day Tadase confessed." I had never heard him like this. Not teasing, not sleekly oblivious, something else. It suddenly hit me this must be how he talks normally.

"oh... yeah?"

He sighed. "I told you I loved someone. You asked, and I said it was you, ne?"

"right... I remember now..." Amu sounded a bit apprehensive.

"was I serious?"

"no, I know you weren't!" she felt totally sure of herself, and I felt like slapping her.

His voice dropped dramatically. "would you take it seriously if I told you again?"

The 'cool and spicy' was creeping back into her voice. "I don't like liars. I remember telling you that, too. I know you aren't serious, Ikuto!"

There was a thud. No, no, he didn't slap her if that's what your thinking. Actually, it sounded like hands against wallpaper. "dammit, Amu! he yelled. "don't' you get it? I am serious! I always have been!"

Then I heard footsteps... the footsteps of...

Kukai?

"hey, should we get breakfast no- Amu? Ikuto? WHAT ARE YOU DOING? OH MY GOD!!! MASHIRO, FUJISAKI, KING? ANYONE? IKUTO IS TRYING TO RAPE HINAMORI!"

Nagihiko jumped up, and Tadase and Yaya came running in from the other room. Nagihiko tried the door. "the handles sticky. Stupid Kukai, chewing gum."

"stand back." I said. When he didn't I shoved. "BACK!" I yelled. "I've seen the cops do this on TV. One... two..."

"Rima, what are you do-"

"three!" I kicked the door. Nothing happened.

Nagihiko tired the door again, and grinned. "nice job, Ri-Ri-tan. You fixed the door."

I was about to retort with something sarcastic but at that moment, we all ran out the doorway all at once, like in the opening of Ghostbusters. In fact, I had to resist the urge to say, "who yo gonna call? GHOST-BUSTERS!" but that's completely irrelevant.

Ikuto had pinned Amu to the wall, and Amu had on the oh-no-I've-been-hit-over-the-head-with-a-frying-pan face on again. Ikuto was character changed, and Kukai was standing there with his jaw hitting the floor and holding his pass card.

"Tsukiyomi Ikuto!" Tadase accused (A/N: ok I'm sorry but heloooo Tada-gay we all know what his name is! You can just cram it and let them continue their hotness without the commentary!)

"Oh, hello," he said, as if you often walk in on... er... ok do I even have to describe it? this is a T-rated fic, you know! Anyway, with Ikuto temporarily occupied with Tada-gay, Amu quickly slid out from underneath Ikuto, still blushing fiery red.

"don't explain," I said quietly. "I know everything that's going on."

I could tell she was holding back her tears in front of the boys. "ne, Amu-chan, Yaya-chan, we have to go get dressed for breakfast. See you downstairs." And then we all went into our room. As soon as we did, Amu sure enough threw her self onto her bed and began to cry crazily. Yaya sat next to her, the comfort box in hand (comfort box = box we filled with Kleenex, Pocky, and the movie The Cat Returns. We got the good dubbed version of it, too, the one with Anne Hathaway).

I had this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach, so I said, "put in the movie, Yaya-chan, I'm just going to the bathroom."

Later

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god, my god, I'm going to DIE.

I've gotten my period. (A/N ok sorry hopefully it's all girls reading this and not guys because it might be weird for guys to read stuff like that)

It's all red. And disgusting. And that thing in my stomach? Yeah, it's getting worse. It's hurts like bloody hell now.

"AMUUUU!!!" I screamed from the bathroom.

ok sorry no time to discuss chappie i have to eat dinner bai~^^ REVIEW