Disclaimer: All of the Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi characters belong to Cartoon Network. Any characters you've never heard of belong to me.
Author's Note: Just so you know,this fic uses the animated versions of Ami and Yumi,not the actual people. I repeat,THE ANIMATED VERSIONS.
To all my reviewers: Domo Arigato!
CHAPTER SEVEN:
Later that day,Kaz and Yumi were sitting on the couch watching TV. They didn't know were Ami and Seicha were. Kaz reached over to grab the remote,but before he could,Ami's cat,Tekirai,grabbed it and ran off!
''Hey! Give that back right now!'' He shouted,running after Tekirai. He ran into the kitchen,thinking the cat had gone in there. He looked around. He didn't see Tekirai,but he saw Ami and Seicha. They seemed to be discussing something important.
''...Now listen to me,Ami...''
What in the world are they talking about? Kaz thought.
''Just because I'm Yumi's best friend doesn't mean she's my best friend. Sure,I protected Yumi from The Demon Boys and all of that,but that doesn't necessarily mean I cared about her. After all,what kind of benefit do I get from protecting her and helping her like that?'' Seicha asked Ami.
''Ummm...her well-bein--''
''You know what?'' Seicha said,cutting her off. ''Let's just drop it,okay?''
Kaz was surprised. He went back into the living room to tell Yumi what he had just heard.
''WHAT? NO!'' Yumi shouted.
''Yes.'' Kaz said. ''That's exactly what I heard.''
Yumi was speachless. The Demon Boys are bad enough,she thought. But to have MY BEST FRIEND say something like that about me is...is... Yumi walked off to her room.
GAH! I hate Seicha! Hate her with everything that makes me human! She walked into her room and slammed the door hard.
I don't care WHAT happens to me without her,I NEVER WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN! NEVER AGAIN!
''Ummm...Yumi?'' Ami asked. She had heard the door slamming and decided to come into Yumi's room to see what was the matter. ''Is everything okay?''
Yumi was silent.
''Yumi?''
''...Ami...don't talk to me... just leave me alone for now...''
A/N: I will allow constructive criticism,but flame me and you're as dead as a doorknob.