C.S.C.: Well, I got hardly any reviews last time T-T. And most of the ones I DID get were from people I already knew. It used to bug me a little bit when authors would beg for reviews (I hate it when they refuse to update unless they get a certain number of reviews) but now that I'm an author I understand that reviews are really the only way the author knows if anyone likes their story (well, other than favorites and alerts). So if you don't get many…it makes you wonder…

In any case, thanks to everyone who reviewed! And Bikuki, this chapter is for you!! I hope one day you'll get the hang of everyone's character and do a fic about the ten years!!

Disclaimer: Do I have to put one before every chapter? sigh Well, I think we all know I don't own Beauty Pop. So don't sue!!

It's been one week since that email popped up on the S.P.'s website and nothing has happened since. So Narumi and Ochiai stopped thinking about it.

For now…

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The date of the contest was coming up quickly and the S.P. were continuing with their training.

"Hey Kiri!" Taro greeted as they walked out of class at the end of the day. "Going to the S.P. meeting?"

Kiri sighed. "Again?" So many…

"Well," said Taro, puffing out his chest with pride. "The S.P. have to train hard so they can go and cream all the other teams!"

Kiri gave him a sideways glance. "Taro-tard, why are you talking as if you're a member?"

Taro jolted. "W-wha, well, just you wait!! A couple of years form now I'll be so good at haircutting, Narumi-senpai will be on his knees begging for me to join the S.P.!!" he proclaimed triumphantly, posing for effect.

Kiri yawned. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Taro-tard. Let's go, Kanako." And she walked on, leaving Taro to enjoy his fantasy world.

Kanako smiled as she walked next to Kiri. She was trying to imagine the loud and proud Narumi-senpai begging for someone to join the S.P., when he already hated the fact that Kiri-chan was in the club.

Taro suddenly realized that he had been left alone.

"Hey! Kiri!! Wait up!!" he cried as he ran to catch up with them.

Later that day, the S.P. were once again in the S.P. room.

Kiri was sitting on the ground. She was working on a mannequin's head that they had given her to cut its hair.

Kiri felt her eyelids grow heavy as she worked on the haircut. She was so sleepy…well, one nap couldn't hurt…Kiri closed her eyes…

A couple of seconds later she felt somebody whack her on the head.

"HEY!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?? NO SLEEPING ON THE JOB!!"

Kiri rubbed her head as she slowly looked up. She saw a very angry Narumi (not that that isn't normal) standing before her, with a rolled up piece of paper in his hand.

Ah. Should have known I wouldn't be getting any sleep with him around.

"Anyways, even a mussy-head like yourself should know that a true beautician would never take a nap in the middle of cutting someone's hair!!" Narumi continued.

Kiri tilted her head, confused, as she looked up at him. "Hm? But I'm not cutting someone's hair. Just this mannequin's."

Grr…" AH!! PRETEND!! WOULD YOU DO THIS IF YOU WERE CUTTING SOMEONE'S HAIR??" he roared.

Kiri yawned. "No… but in any case, you're so noisy that you woke me up so…" she picked up her scissors and restarted working on the cut.

Narumi glared at her. "YOU'RE NOT CUTE YOU KNOW!!" he yelled as he stomped back to his mannequin's head.

Iori was yelling at him. "Narusy!! Me will not allow you to yell at Kirity that way!!"

"SHUT UP!! AND HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO QUIT CALLING ME NARUSY!!"

Kiri sighed as she continued to cut. They're so loud….

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Ochiai closed the S.P. door behind him. Narumi was beside him with Kei, who was munching on a bag of marshmallows. Everyone else had already left.

They began walking down the hallway.

"…hey, Kazuhiko?"

"Yes?"

"Have you gotten anymore of those weird emails?"

"No…that was the only one."

"Oh," Narumi said as he began to think. "So, I guess that proves that it was just a prank, right?"

Ochiai did his thinking pose. "Hmm…I am not sure. The individual seemed to go to extraordinary lengths to cover his tracks. And because of that, we cannot simply assume that this is simply a form of entertainment for somebody."

Narumi blinked. "Huh. Then what do you think it is?"

Ochiai sighed. "Sadly, I have nothing in my data that could help us. Unless or when they take action, that would be the only thing that could avail us right now. However, I am calculating that may send another email soon."

Narumi scowled. "Another? Che. Don't they know that no matter HOW many stupid emails they send us, we won't drop out?"

"Uh, Narumi, they may be serio-"

"Yeah, yeah. Well, what will they do? Kidnap Chisami again?"

"I believe that they might do something more hazardo-"

"Well, BRING IT ON!!" Narumi shouted, raising his fist into the air. There were flames behind him.

Ochiai sweatdropped. "Ah, well…Kei? What are you doing?"

"Toasting marshmallows!" Kei said with a grin. He had one of his marshmallows on a stick (don't ask me where the stick came from) and was toasting it on the flames provided by Narumi.

"Huh?" Narumi said as he lowered his arm. The flames disappeared.

"Aww…well, at least it got half toasted." Kei said as he popped the marshmallow in this mouth.

Narumi had a question mark over his head, and Ochiai sighed as he walked on.

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Meanwhile, in a dark room somewhere else, a guy sat at his computer. He was checking the teams registered for the All-Japan-Beauty Contest.

He saw his team, and as he continued to scroll down, he saw "Scissors Project."

"Hmm…obviously they haven't taken us seriously. Well, this time, we'll let them know that we're not kidding."

And he clicked, "New Email."

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The next night, Ochiai and Kei went over to Narumi's house.

"Yay!! Naru-Naru, you're maid-sans are so nice!! They got me lots of food!!" Kei exclaimed excitedly as he stuffed an assortment of cookies in his mouth.

"Uh, yeah sure," Narumi said, "but Kei, don't get crumbs everywhere!!"

Ochiai cleared his throat. "Excuse me, Narumi. I do believe that the reason we are all gathered tonight is to go over the final details for the registration."

"Oh! Right!"

By the time Ochiai and Kei had left, it was almost 11:00 P.M.

Narumi went back into his room. "Agh! Now I have to clean up after Kei! There are crumbs EVERYWHERE!!"

He brushed some off of his bed. "Oh well, it's too late now. Maybe I'll get one of the maid-sans to do it."

Narumi yawned and stretched as he got his pajamas from the dresser.

"It's not really that late, but I'm sleepy." And he went into his bathroom, to change and brush his teeth.

He did not notice a pair of emerald eyes staring at him through his window….

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At Ochiai's house….

Ochiai flipped on the light switch as he entered his room. He didn't usually stay over at Narumi's house that late…Kei either. Kei had fallen asleep at around ten.

He glanced over at his laptop. Oh, he hasn't checked the S.P.'s website yet. He usually did it a lot earlier that this, but because he was over at Narumi's house he was unable to.

Ochiai opened and turned on his laptop. When it was turned on he went to the S.P.'s website.

When he got to it, a message box popped up.

Ochiai felt a feeling of dread come over him when he saw the words:

One new email.

He lectured himself. Why am I like this? It is simply illogical that I should have this feeling of dread. In fact, the S.P. gets scores of emails daily from excited females pleading for a makeover. Surely this is one of those. Surely…

He clicked on it and began to read.

"Well, well. It seems that our warning fell on deaf ears. Well, I should have known that we needed more than just an email to make you think that we're serious."

Ochiai paused. "We? That means there's more than just one…"

"So to let you know that we're not kidding, we sent you a visual message of sorts. It's pretty hard to miss. It's big; it's bright, and creates a lot noise when realized. Oh and did I mention toasty?'

Ochiai stared. Big, bright….toasty? They couldn't possibly mean…!!

Ochiai lunged for his cell phone. He quickly began to punch in Narumi's cell phone number. "I need to call Narumi! I think they might have…!"

"Hey, this is Narumi. I'm unavailable at the moment…"

Ochiai started at Narumi's voicemail. He has his phone turned off...he couldn't have gone to bed already! He glanced at the clock.

11:30…

Ochiai clenched his teeth as he looked back at his laptop.

Hopefully nothing bad happens….

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Narumi's POV

I was in a building. Huh? I thought most dreams took place in a meadow filled with flowers…oh well.

I walked on and startled when I saw…mussy-head??

I stomped closer to demand what she was doing in my dream, when I noticed that she wasn't alone. As I got closer, I saw Kazuhiko, Kei, Seki, and...ugh…that loud mouth Iori.

Why is the whole S.P. here? I looked down at my shirt and saw that I was wearing a t-shirt with the words "Scissors Project" on it.

Ah. I see now. We must be here for the contest.

I was about to greet them when I felt heat behind me. I whirled around to see a very strange and freaky sight.

Five people stood before me. But I couldn't see their features because behind them was a very tall tower of…fire. I gulped. Because of the fire, it shadowed their features, so I could only see their silhouettes. And …their smiles. They were wearing evil smiles…and they were directing their smiles at me…

I took a shaky step forward to better view this freaky thing. Then all of the sudden, it vanished, leaving behind a cloud of smoke, which blew into my face.

I began to cough…

I woke up coughing. It was just a dream, but the smoke seemed so real. In fact, I can still smell it.

I continued to cough as I sat up and opened one eye. I opened the other as I noticed that it wasn't just a dream!! My room was filled with black smoke!!

I covered my mouth as I fell to the floor and began to crawl towards my door. I had to feel my way around as I couldn't see because of the smoke.

After banging into a couple of things, I finally made it to my door. I slowly opened it….and in the distance I saw orange.

Bright orange.

I yelled one word.

"FIRE!!"

And…that's it for the second chapter!! What? You think it's a horrible ending? Heh heh. Well I'll put the next chapter up soon if I feel that people like my story. Cuz if people don't, there's no point right? So review please!! It would make me very happy!! Also, please tell me if I seperated the paragraphs too much. Idk, I just feel like I had to do way too many borders...