Thanks for the healthy criticism on the author notes! Um…okay, I'm not sure if the A and N are supposed to be capitalized…sigh. I've only added a few notes this chapter.

Sorry for the late update, I was forced to go to this sports camp (I hate sports—if I had it my way I would've just stayed home all week writing, drawing and making my fandub. But unfortunately, I didn't have it my way.)

WARNING: This chapter contains perverted/mature content. Not so much that I'd have to change the rating to M though (I've already had to change the rating from K+ to T, I don't want to have to change it again). Another warning: Some characters are slightly OOC this chapter.

I give my fantastic editor and friend, Temptful, credit for Rima's dream.

RIMA'S DIARY

"I can't imagine the great Saaya Yamabuki camping," Nagihiko says sarcastically.

"Oh, of course I'm not camping," she says loftily, tossing her hair back and glancing at Tadase, who's whistling to the birds. The birds are just staring at him like WTF?

"I just came here for a scenic hike. My parents and I are currently living in the biggest suite in Yamabuki Hotel, one of the hotels in the fabulous hotel chain my aunt owns," Saaya brags. "I've got to go back to the hotel." She runs off.

"I cannot believe Tadase likes her," I mutter.

"I know, right?" Nagihiko agrees, grinning at me. I feel my cheeks burning and turn away, but not before he catches a glimpse of my red face. "Why are you blushing?"

"Because you think he's cute when he grins like that!" Kusukusu hisses to me.

I scowl. "I can't tell him that!" I whisper back.

Nagihiko smirks. No, had he heard what Kusukusu said?

Please not have let him had heard Kusukusu. Please not have let him had heard Kusukusu. Please not let him—

"Rima-chan, you've got something to say to me? Something about me being cute when I grin?"

Shoot.

"She was kidding," I try, death-glaring at Kuskusu.

"Sure…" he says, snickering quietly into his palm.

Grrr.

"We probably should go and find the others," I say, trying to change the topic.

Nagihiko lifts his eyebrows. "Exactly when have you cared about these types of things, such as looking for people besides yourself?"

"I-I always have," I lie. "I just didn't feel like showing it."

"Right."

Thirty minutes later

We found Kukai and Utau going at it under an oak tree, a pile of broken and charred matches next to them.

"Should we kick them?" I ask Nagi.

THE ONLY REASON WHY I'M CALLING HIM THAT IS BECAUSE HIS REAL NAME IS LIKE TEN LETTERS LONG. IT'S WAY FASTER TO WRITE THAN "NAGIHIKO". (A/N: Um, Rima? It's eight letters long.)

"No, you shouldn't interrupt people when they're making out," he says, shrugging.

"And how would you know this? Personal experience?" I sneer.

"Yeah," he nods.

….

!

"Heh heh, just kidding. I just wanted to see your reaction," Nagi laughs.

Fifteen minutes later

"Can't we interrupt them now?" I whine.

"No," Tadase and Nagi say in unison.

Romantics. Ugh.

Ten minutes later

I finally lose my patience and throw a cup of instant ramen at their heads.

Utau looks up. "Oh, hi! Uh…"

They both begin blushing like there's no tomorrow.

Wait, how do you blush like there's no tomorrow. But there is tomorrow. Maybe—

"That expression means that if there was no tomorrow, you'd want to get enough of blushing, right? Like—" Nagi begins. I cut him off.

"Who the heck needs to get enough of blushing? And STOP READING OVER MY SHOULDER!"

"I guess you guys should stop denying it now," Nagi sighs to Kukai and Utau, ignoring me.

"We-we're not denying anything! It's just…Utau had spinach stuck in her teeth, and I was helping her get it out!" Kukai protests.

"Using your teeth?" Nagi and I ask skeptically in unison.

"Yeah! It's a new Brazilian technique—" Our cynical expressions must've done something, because he looks down. "Uh, yeah, we were making out…"

"As long as you admit it. It's horrible when you don't admit love," Nagi says casually, looking at me. I glare at him.

"What? Why are you looking at me?"

"No reason," he says quickly, turning back to Utau and Kukai.

"Let's go find Amu, Ikuto, Kairi, and Yaya," Tadase suggests.

Two hours later

We've been searching for them for two hours, and there's still no sign of any of them.

"We should go back to the cabin. Maybe they're there," Kukai says hopefully.

An hour later

I am permanently scarred for life. Wait, is that redundant?

We walked back to the cabin, and Kukai flung open the door…to reveal Amu and Ikuto.

They were in the lower bunk of one of the bunk beds, Ikuto on top of Amu.

CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED CENSORED

But I promise they hadn't gone all the way…yet.

"I-It was Ikuto! H-he…" Amu protests, trailing off.

"I'm dizzy," I mutter, running out. Nagi follows me.

"Why'd you follow me?" I ask.

"To make sure you're okay," he grins.

"Whatever," I shrug.

"L-Look, Rima-chan, I've always wanted to tell you this, b-but I've never gotten the chance…" he takes a deep breath.

"What is it?" I ask, almost scared to know.

"Um, ever since that day I met you…I sort of…" He looks down, his purple hair falling over his face so that I can't see his expression.

"Just spit it out!" Rhythm urges.

"Have courage, Nagihiko," Temari says.

"Okay! Basically, Rima-chan, I—"

"I'm so dizzy," I murmur, collapsing on the ground and

Some time later

I wake up in a soft bed. I look around, my memories flooding back to me. I look down in horror. "This isn't the bed Amu and Ikuto were—"

"No, that's the other bunk bed," a familiar voice says. Nagihiko walks around to the other end of the bed, so that I can see him. "You okay?"

"I was until you spoke," I say nastily.

He looks down. "Rima-chan, what made you hate me so much?"

"I…I mean, I was pretty much Amu's best friend until you came…and I can't believe you lied about your freaking gender for all those years…" I stammer, my cheeks suddenly hot.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for lying! It wasn't my fault! And as for being Amu's friend, can't we both be her best friends?" Nagi bursts out.

"Well, honestly, I've forgiven you for all that," I mumble. "I just needed an excuse for hating you. I don't think I hate you anymore."

A smile creeps across his face. "Say what?"

"You heard what I said, I'm not about to say it again," I say arrogantly.

"You've forgiven me?" he grins. "That's awesome!" He reaches across the bed and hugs me tightly.

Utau runs in. "Is she awa—" She sees Nagi and her jaw drops. Her face molds into a smirk and she nods. "I see." She runs out, obviously going to tell the others.

I blush.

"Let's go out," Nagi suggests. He then blushes. "I meant, walk out of this room! Not like that! Really!"

I smirk and push past him to the door. Walking out, I'm prepared for teasing. But just then, the door bangs open and Yaya jumps in, pulling Kairi along with her.

"Where were you guys? Why are you two holding hands?" Amu shrieks.

"We were at the hospital," Kairi says.

"Watching fireworks!" Yaya adds.

"…."

"Are you two…" Utau points at their connected hands.

Kairi blushes, but he doesn't let go. Yaya, who is shameless, grins happily. "Yep!"

"That only leaves two people left…" Ikuto turns and looks at us. "When will you two just confess to each other?"

I'm sure my cheeks are crimson. "Shut up, I don't like him and never will."

"Riiiiggghhhtttt…" Amu, Ikuto, Utau, and Yaya say in unison. Creepy. How do they do that?

They must have evil communicators in their heads. I can see one whirring in Amu's head right now. It's almost out of battery because she forgot to charge it. (A/N: I now nominate Rima Mashiro for Schizophrenic Psycho of the Year Award.)

"How do you guys do that? I can see the evil communicator whirring in your head," I say to Amu.

"What are you talking about?" she asks.

"Don't act like you don't know," I say, giving her the evil eye. "You forgot to charge it so now it's running out of battery."

"Maybe she's got a high fever?" Amu suggests. "When you have a high fever, all that heat goes to your head and you go insane, right?"

"I'M NOT INSANE!" I yell, turning huge (not like that, pervs) with evil stars in my eyes. I point down at her. "I. Am. Not. INSANE!"

"Yeah! Yeah!" she agrees quickly, waving her hands in an I-didn't-mean-it-like-that-please-don't-eat-me way.

Hmmmph. Well, I'm not a cannibal.

"Rima-chan, you need sleep," Mr. Evil Crossdresser says, taking my hand.

"No! I don't!" I protest, kicking him in the leg.

"Ow!" he complains, rubbing his thigh (again, not like that, pervs).

Why am I having such pervy thoughts? Maybe my brain got replaced with Ikuto's….

Everything's so blurry…so pretty…just like Nagi…

Sdkdkflnmooiwjefa'12jkvsdpq;/sd;l (A/N: Wait, if she's writing in a diary, how can she keyboard smash? Rima Mashiro has just created the pencilsmash.)

April 10th (At least, I think)

I wake up to find Nagi standing over me. "Where am I, Nagi?"

"Uh…you're in…" He looks around nervously.

"I had a dream," I say majestically.

I get out of bed and walk to the main room, Nagi cautiously following me. I point accusingly at Kairi. "That you were a male stripper!"

"HUH?" Nagi, Amu, Yaya, and Kukai yell in unison.

"And you!" I spin around to face Amu. "You were Elvis Presley!"

"What's that?" she mutters.

"You were a hairdresser, and you chopped all of my beautiful blond locks off!" I yell at Nagi.

"Someone's narcissistic," he comments.

"Apologize!" I yell at him.

"But I didn't chop all of your hair off. See look, it's still here," he says, pointing at it.

"Still!"

I [0fjoskidnkls;'.weriou (A/N: Pencilsmash for the win!)

Later

I wake up to find a bag of ice on my forehead and a girl with her pink-hair in a ponytail standing next to me

"This is the first time I've seen you wear a ponytail," I say to Amu. "Unless that side ponytail Amulet Heart has counts."

"Yeah, I just wanted to try out some new styles," Amu says, blushing. "I'm going to try out French braids next."

I then notice her dress. It's a white lacy Lolita dress with pink ribbons. "Why are you wearing that?"

"Oh, it's…nothing…" she blushes.

I narrow my eyes. "Did something happen between you and Ikuto?"

She lifts her eyebrows. "You mean you don't remember?"

I squeeze my eyes tight. "The last thing I remember is Tadase and Saaya confessing to each other."

"Wait…Tadase was with Saaya?" Amu shrieks. "Saaya Yamabuki? The narcissist who hates my guts because I'm so popular and awesome and she's not?"

"Wait…" I open my eyes. "I think I remember."

All my memories come flooding back. How Ikuto and Amu were messing around on the bunk bed, all those random things…oh my god. Heat radiates from my cheeks. "Did I really say all that nonsense? Did I really accuse you of having an evil communicator? Did I—"

"Yes, you did!" she says.

OH. MY. GOD. They're probably laughing at me right now. I bury my face in my knees, curling up into a ball.

"SHE CURLED UP INTO A BALL!" Amu, Miki, and Ran yell in unison.

Geez. Point out the obvious, why don't you?