Summary: Rima had never cared for Algebra, she found it pointless and stupid. Now that she's failing, Rima must be tutored during summer time. One problem, Rima's tutor is the one person who she never liked to begin with, Nagihiko. DRABBLE FIC
Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters and settings of Shugo Chara, they rightful belong to Peach-Pit.
Author's Note: I want to apologize for my extreme lateness. I've been very busy lately. I had to study for mid-terms, work on projects, and all that bunk. But now I'm back! Without a further ado, I present to you the next chapter of Undesirable.
Undesirable
"Hyperventilate"
"Trump Card!" A large playing card materialized before Saaya, effectively stopping Rima from injuring the red-haired girl. "Overhand Shuffle!"
Before Rima had time to counter, she was hit by the steady torrent of cards that streamed out of Saaya's hands. She screamed - she was going to be buried alive in a mountain of cards! Normally, Rima wouldn't be all that worried, but with the amount of cards that Saaya conjured per minute, she was going to be crushed!
"Yamabuki! Saaya! Saa-yaaaaaaaa!" Rima shrieked hysterically. "Let me out!"
She began to hyperventilate, was it just her or were the walls getting closer?
Undesirable
"Breathe"
Rima whimpered softly, eyes darting about wildly She needed to get out - she had to get out.
"Breathe Rima," Yuki advised. "You need to calm down or you'll faint. Deep breaths, come on, you can do it. In, out, in, out..."
"Maa! I can't do it! Maa!" she was in tears now - how embarrassing! "Maa!"
"Ganbatte Rima-chan!" cheered a faint voice. "You can do it! Breathe!"
"Kusukusu?" Rima whimpered. "Is that - maa - you?"
"Yep! Now breathe - in, out, in, out...," the auburn-haired Chara coached.
Rima forced herself to slow her breathing, she could do this!
Undesirable
"Checkmate"
Rima was close, Nagihiko could feel it. He continued to run down the street, ignoring the honks of protests as he weaved between cars.
"Nagi, wait up!" Amu cried. "You don't know what you're going up against!"
He didn't care - Nagihiko just wanted to find Rima. Without sparing his pink-haired friend a second glance, he turned around the corner. What he saw next made his heart stop. Rima lay on the ground beside Saaya, whimpering softly as tears streamed down her face.
"Rima-chan...!" Nagihiko croaked as he ran to her side. "Wake up! Please..."
"Checkmate, I win," Saaya smirked.
Undesirable
"Loser"
"What did you do, Yamabuki?" Nagihiko growled. "You know what? I don't care, just undo it!"
"No," Saaya said simply. "I can't do that."
"Why the hell not?" he asked gruffly, holding Rima close.
"Because undoing it would mean she won and I won't let that happen."
"Why is winning so important to you?"
"It proves that I'm just as good as her. That I'm not a loser," Saaya was crying now. Tears streamed down her face, leaving damp trails in their wake. "I don't know why I even try. In the end, she'll win - she was always does."
Original Posting Date: December 19, 2011
Prompt: N/A
Word Count: 400
