COUNTDOWN- 17 Days Sunday ~VALENTINE'S DAY~
FREAK.
I JUST REALIZED…
It's Valentine's Day.
And I thought that I reminded myself for a hell amount of time before:
Rima, be sure to buy the freaking chocolates so that you can get it over with.
But after that horrific mermaid incident yesterday, I really want to stay home all day…and sit in the corner and reminisce (Nagihiko told me about that word since he kept on insisting that now that I'm a teen, I should start using 'extended' vocabulary) about what I had done and grow mushrooms so that I could pluck them off of myself, put it into boil and live off of them the entire day. (A/N: You do realize that homes have what they call Refrigerators that have things called food which you can live out of instead of depressing mushrooms that sprout from your own body, Rima-Chan?)
And so, Rima was about to head to her emo corner when her phone rings.
And the caller was from her beloved, best-friend and not her best-friend stealer who apparently is a cross dresser but the one and only best friend I made during sixth grade of Seiyo: Amu.
Picking up, this is what we said:
ME: Moshi-moshi?
AMU: Haii Rima!
ME: Amu!
AMU: *Appears to be talking to her mom* OKAY! I'LL MAKE THE CHOCOLATES! Rima? Oh...Right…
ME: …. Yes?
AMU: Are you free? We could make chocolates together…if you want.
ME: Actually, I would love to.
It seems that my plan of secluding (Another word from Cross dresser. I'll call it C.D.W. because it's stupid to repeat over and over again) myself from the outside world won't be taking place.
AMU: Great! Let's meet at my house, okay? Wait… No... AMI! DON'T DO THAT!
AMI: But, I want to try Onee-Chan's chocolates!
AMU: In a while, okay? *Door closing heard*
ME: Your younger sister, right? I can tell she grew.
AMU: *sighs* yeah, she did. Anyway… you can come over.
AMI: *Door Slams open* Onee-Chan! Onii-Chan with blue hair is here!
AMU: AMI! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU- DID YOU JUST SAY ONII-CHAN WITH BLUE HAIR?! IKUTO?! Rima, I'll see you later! WAIT! AMI!
-HANGS UP-
If she loves him so much, why won't she marry him?
AT AMU'S HOUSE:
I show up at Amu's house to see Ami on youtube trying to follow virtual Hatsune Miku with her spinning leek, dance to the Danjo song (Which the song, of course was blaring from the speakers), Amu with her arms wrapped around smirking Ikuto's neck, Mrs. Hinamori greeting me and Mr. Hinamori Passed out. I wrinkle my nose from the scent that was wafting from the kitchen.
CHOCOLATE. ICK.
"Rima!" Amu gave me a out-of-character girly hug and started to giggle.
"Amu." I smiled, happy that I could for once not hang out with Fujisaki. Ikuto held up a hand, greeting me without a word. I did the same.
"Rima. We should start making the chocolates now."
"I guess…" I replied and followed her to the kitchen. Ikuto followed Amu like an obedient cat.
The only thing that I could hear besides Amu's scolding was Ami singing: "Danjo, Dan, Dan Jo Dan Jo! Poink! poink!" And…repeat.
And…Repeat.
And REPEAT.
That's right. And Repeat for the last freaking time before the video ends and Ami restarts the vid again.
Danjo, Dan, Dan Jo Dan Jo! Poink! poink!
At the kitchen:
This brings back memories. Oh, Joy.
I'm mixing the big bowl again. And this time, it was chocolate and not cream.
Amu keeps yelling at Ikuto because having the cat-pervert in the house meant sneaking up from behind and hugging her waist, causing Amu to make unneccessary noises and end up spilling chocolate.
And I can't stand the two unusual couple between a high school student and a college ditcher who apparently thinks that he's a cat.
So, I'm mixing the melted chocolate and milk when I hear another noise that sounded between a squeal and a "Eh!" from Amu.
Then started the entire conversation between the two:
Amu: "Ikuto! You better stop that! You're making me spill chocolate!"
Ikuto: "Amu-koi… You sound so cute when you squeal like that…"
Amu: "Stop it, otherwise I won't be able to make the chocolate!"
Ikuto: "Will it be for Kiddy King?"
Amu: "Yes. And I won't give you any chocolate if you keep doing that."
Ikuto: Amu…
Amu: Hmm?
Ikuto: You got chocolate on your cheek… Let me wipe that off for you…
Amu: Eww! Pervert! Baka! Baka! (A/N: Did you guess what Ikuto did? Yeah… He did it. :D)
Ikuto: It would go to waste if I wiped it off with a napkin.
Amu: Get out of here!
Ikuto: No.
Amu: No Chocolate for you!
Ikuto: NO.
Me: You two are retarded. I can't believe that your mother doesn't mind the big age gap.
Amu: WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!
Me: You bicker like one.
Ikuto: Say it to girly-boy when you two fight. I bet the chocolate being made by you would be for him anyway.
Me: I AM NOT IN LOVE WITH HIM! I just happened to make chocolates because Amu wants to make chocolates but it seems that you two are busy so…
Amu: But you ARE going to give the chocolates to Nagihiko, right?
Ikuto: I bet it's going to be-
Me: A FRIENDSHIP CHOCOLATE! ONLY FRIENDSHIP CHOCOLATE! GIRI! GIRI-CHOCO!
Maybe I shouldn't have come over today. Maybe I should have just gone to Fujisaki instead. Not that I think he is attractive or something (because that is really, really messed up) but it's better than having to suffer from a human cat, right?
One day, I WILL MAKE SURE THAT HE SEES A HEAD-SHRINK.
After making my chocolate:
"Thanks for inviting me over but your CAT-BOYFRIEND IS REALLY CREEPING ME OUT SO I'LL HEAD OVER TO PURPLEHEAD AND GIVE HIM MY GIRI-CHOCO!" I purposely said it out loud to glomped Amu and accidently caused Mr. Hinamori who had recovered, to pass out again. Oops.
Well…He's ought to let his daughters go someday, right?
The only thing I heard while running out of their creepy house were Amu yelling at Ikuto to stop glomping her, Mrs. Hinamori bidding me farewell and a safe trip home, and Ami's off-tone voice screeching: Danjo, Dan, Dan Jo Dan Jo!
I will never get that song off of my head now, thank you very much.
Running in a trail of dust to Fujisaki's house:
It turns out that I had run into Fujisaki. LITERALLY.
He was walking with a basketball clutched under his right arm when I happened to run into him. It wasn't like 'the short walk and run into someone by noticing that they were in front me' kind of walk.
It was more like an 'OMG! THERE'S A FREAKIN RABBID DOG THAT'S GOING TO BITE ME! *Run* *Run* *Running* *Running like no tomorrow* and BANG! You run into a pole because you were staring at the rabid dog' kind of running. Then, I fell.
In addition to my humiliation, he caught me from falling by snaking an arm around my waist and to do that, he had to bend down so that our eyes met but our LIPS...Were SO DAMN CLOSE TO TOUCHING.
I squirmed from his grip so that I could move my head away and we crashed down. The only thing I heard was the sound of his basketball bouncing to the middle of the street then being run over by a one-ton truck.
"Get off of me," I grumbled.
"Hmm…No." he smirked.
"Why not?"
"Because… it can strengthen our relationship."
"Do you even realize how you're on top of me and you call this a relationship strengthener?"
"There is no such thing as a relationship strengthener, Rima Chan. It's the matter of Nagihiko-kun trying to give his queen his full attention."
"You can give me attention as long as we go somewhere else…" I said quickly as I blushed red. "There are people staring at us. You shouldn't give them the wrong idea."
"Fine." He smiled and rolled over so that I can sit up.
"Thank you." I stood up.
"And you also dropped this," He reached over and grabbed the box of chocolates that I HAD MADE AT AMU'S HOUSE. Instead of taking the box, I gave him a hand and helped him up.
"Keep it, it's for you anyway."
"Really, Rima-Chan?"
"Yea." I said quickly.
"In that case, I will need to owe you something."
"No, you don't."
"Yes, I do. After all, my basketball just got squashed by a one-ton truck and it is VALENTINE'S DAY."
Dammit. I have to follow FUJISAKI AGAIN?!
TO THE MALL! WHOOP DEE DO:
Blarg, I'm back in the Mall again.
This time, the mall was covered with pink and red. There were stalls with people ('Vendors' he had told me) that dressed as hearts or cupids shouting nearby shoppers to buy laced chocolate, roses, stuffed teddy bears holding hearts and so on.
Fujisaki had ignored the shouting vendors as he pushed his way to the escalators leading to the second floor and dragged me to the sports department.
We were then greeted by this girl who was an employee in the department. She had brown hair with bright green eyes.
"Welcome to the sports department! My name is Hitomi and I will be helping you two today! Are you looking for something specific?" Hitomi asked smiling a bit brighter at purplehead.
"We're looking for a new basketball." Replied purplehead.
"There are racks of basketballs in this direction," She led us to the racks that had lots of assorted basketballs. I trailed behind the two when I noticed that she was unusually close to him. And she flicked a strand of brown hair, letting out a scent of rose behind.
It's pretty obvious that she's trying to flirt with him.
HOW SUSPICIOUS.
When we arrived at the Basketball rack:
"Here we are," she smiled and purplehead immediately took a basketball without looking at the others. He bounced it up and down continuously.
"May I try this?" He asked Hitomi.
"Go ahead." She replied in a flirty voice.
Ahead of him was a basketball hoop so he bounced, dribbled and dunked the ball through the hoop in a flash. I could tell that Hitomi was amazed at how good he is, which of course was the most obvious since everyone knew about it.
"We'll take it." He picked it up and smiled.
"Of course! You're very good at basketball!" Hitomi replied with sparkly eyes.
"Thank you." He ignored her sparkly look as he looked at me and grabbed my hand as he dragged me to the cashier. "Come on, Rima Chan."
"Geez, I can walk. You don't have to drag me." I let go of his grip.
"I'm afraid that I might lose Rima-Chan in the BIG mall with BIG people everywhere." He exaggerated as he gave the basketball to the cashier.
"I'm older than you!" I cried.
"Rima-Chan, I know. Credit please. But you know that I care about you, right?" He scribbled on a touch pad as I looked down.
"Since when did you care for me? You started to take interest because I kept your secret." In the corner of my eye, I could see Hitomi watching us talk and mumbling something under her breath.
"That's not true…Thank you." He took the bag and looked at me. "Shall we go, now?"
"What do you mean?" we both walked out of the mall, ignoring Hitomi calling: "THANK YOU, COME AGAIN REAL SOON, AND ALONE!"
"Let's say that when I came back to Japan, I met you and I realized that I no longer had feelings of…" He trailed off.
"No longer had feelings?" I eyed him suspiciously. "So it means that you liked someone before me?"
"N-no… Rima Chan." He choked.
"WHO WAS IT?!" the fire crackled over my body. "I DEMAND YOU TO TELL THE QUEEN!"
"I can't tell you yet."
"Why not?"
"Because, you won't understand how I felt back then."
"Fine. Anyway, did you notice that Hitomi girl?"
"What about her?"
"I think that she… wanted to hit on you."
"That's why I purposely avoided her." We were on the escalator to the second floor.
"You knew?"
"Who wouldn't? It's very obvious on how she reacted towards me and not you."
"No wonder…"
"Were you jealous or something?"
"O-OF-COURSE NOT! WHY WOULD I BE?"
"Then, if I went to Hitomi or some other girl…"
"OKAY! M-maybe a little…"
"Good girl." He patted my head.
"Don't do that! You're criticizing my chibi-ness!" I exclaimed as I tried to swat his hands away and he started to laugh.
Passing by:
"Rima-Chan. Can we stop by here?" I stared at the interior of the department.
"An arcade?"
"Mhm. Just for a second." We both went in to a room completely surrounded by guitar hero, basketball shooters, shooting games, zombie games and all the games you can imagine.
To prevent from getting lost, I grabbed onto the bottom of his shirt and followed him like a little puppy.
The arcade was like a maze, Fujisaki weaved in and out until we stood in front of a big machine with flashy lights that shouted, "DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION!"
"This crappy machine?" I shouted since the arcade was louder than my voice.
"It's not crappy, Rima-Chan. Never underestimate a DDR machine." He said as he inserted the coins and started the game.
SINGLE. MODE: EXTREME. SONG: CANON-D ARTIST: BANYA
After he clicked the buttons, he was leaning on the red bar behind him as he started to step on the arrows rapidly, it was impossible for me to keep up. IS HE FREAKING SERIOUS?!
The arrows on the screen flew up and yet he gets a 300 combo by the end of the song, drawing a crowd to everyone who was in the arcade center.
As soon as he was finished, everyone started to clap as he chose the second song.
SECOND SONG: WINTER ARTIST: BANYA
"Rima-Chan, do you want to play?" he asked, his eyes flashing as if he's planning an evil scheme.
"ARE YOU CRAZ-AH!" he scooped me up bridal style and began to step on the arrows while carrying me. STUPID FUJISAKI. STUPID, STUPID FUJISAKI.
What I never realized were the big blue headphones around his neck while he was busy stepping on the stupid arrows.
AFTER WHEN HE FINISHED PLAYING THE STUPID DDR:
He set me down after the third song and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"You sicken me with your perfectness." I glared as we walked out.
"Why, thank you Rima-Chan. I love you too." He smiled.
Cake Shop:
I'm sitting alone. Fujisaki had told me to stay in the cake shop while he buys whatever crap for me although I didn't want him to.
This is why I dislike Valentine's Day. Couples had to act lovely-dovey for that one day.
When Fujisaki comes in:
"Rima-Chan!" I stared at Fujisaki with an open mouth. Why did he have to show in that?
"Hmph. Hello, Nadeshiko." She giggled.
"Rima-Chan. Remember that time when my twin brother told you that he took interest in you?"
"Yeah?" She bent down on one knee and took my hand.
"I guess he was right. He adored you." She smiled and slipped a diamond ring on my finger. "Rima-Chan… will you marry me?"
…
I'm speechless.
"A-ARE YOU CRAZY?! I'M NO HOMO! PEOPLE WILL THINK THAT I'M A LESBO! STUPID!" I screamed.
"What do you mean?"
"I MEAN, YOU SHOW UP AS NADESHIKO AND YOU ASK ME TO MARRY YOU?!"
"Shhh… you're giving away my secret" She put a finger to her lips. "You must be imagining things, Rima-Chan."
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" I yelled.
"You're dreaming, Rima-Chan. Dreeaamminngg…"
I opened my eyes and shot up, nearly hitting someone in the face.
"Sorry," I mumbled. "What were you thinking, dressing up as Nadeshiko?"
"What are you talking about?" he stared with wide eyes. "You nearly blurted out my secret out loud!"
"How long was I asleep?"
"About thirty minutes."
"When did you come back?"
"Fifteen minutes ago."
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You looked angelic, until you screamed in your sleep."
"You are such a bad influence, Fujisaki."
"Sorry, Rima-Chan. I never meant to appear in your dreams…" he smirked.
"So what was the reason for keeping me here?" I yawned.
"I'll show you." He grabbed my hand and dragged me to the third floor and into a pretty department.
Inside the pretty department: Fujisaki is now getting on my nerves
"Where is this?" I asked, with a boring face.
"You'll see…" He pulled me into a small booth with a camera implanted on this touch screen.
"A photo machine?" I read.
"Yep. This is my gift to you, Rima-Chan."
"Looks boring." I replied blankly.
"It'll get better, trust me." He said as he touched a few buttons on the screen and a female voice said: "Look towards the camera and smile in 3, 2 1… SNAP!"
It snapped for about six times and then the female voice said: "Please proceed to the other side to decorate your pictures"
At the other side:
I stood in front of the touch screen with six pictures of Fujisaki and me in different poses:
Picture number 1: Fujisaki gave me a pair of bunny ears with one hand and the other wrapped around my neck.
Picture number 2: A pissed off Rima doing the Bala-Balance! With Kusu Kusu while Fujisaki makes the "Oh noes" face.
Picture number 3: An outgoing Fujisaki with his blue headphones doing the thumbs up "Yay!" while I stand in the corner with thumbs down.
Picture number 4: Nadeshiko hugging me (Yeah… Fujisaki tied his hair up) While dark-auras covers me.
Picture number 5: Chibi Nadeshiko slicing the air while chibi Rima has the blank expression.
Picture number 6: Nagihiko kissing me on the cheek, me blushing, and the background shows a giddy Temari, a cool Rhythm, and a giggling Kusu Kusu.
When Fujisaki decorated the pictures, he added lots of sparkles and hearts. Getting pissed from the hearts and kira-kira sparkles, I took the pen from him and added a crown on top of Rima's head in picture 2, and wrote: SLAVE across his forehead of his 'Oh noe' face. The Charas also got a chance to decorate the pictures as well. Temari added sakura blossoms on picture 4, Rhythm added street style graffiti on picture 3, writing 'COOL' on the bottom corner opposite from my thumbs down. Kusu Kusu accidently gave Fujisaki a kawaii bunny on top of his head in picture 1 and started to giggle uncontrollably.
After printing the photos:
"Here you go, Rima Chan." He handed the cut pictures to me.
"There's an extra one…" I noticed an another picture number 6 on my hand.
"The lady on the booth made an extra copy." He shrugged.
"Can you make me a promise?" I asked.
"Hmm?"
"Don't even think about posting this on Facebook or show it to anyone"
"I won't."
"Pinky promise?" I held up a pinky.
"Pinky promise." he declared as he wrapped his pinky around mine.
I shoved my pictures inside my purse and we walked out of the photo booth together.
In front of my house:
"Thanks," I muttered.
"You're welcome!" he smiled. "We should do it again sometime,"
"I guess..."
"After today, we better start working right?"
"Right."
"Before I leave, I better pick this off of your hair." he reached into my hair and picked off a single red rose.
"Wow..." I muttered as I took the rose and took a quick sniff. "Smells nice." He bowed.
"Until, next time Queen Rima-Chan."
"Dismissed." And I watched Fujisaki walk in the sunset.
Countdown: 15 days Tuesday:
"Moshi, Moshi?"
"FACEBOOK. NOW." I growled.
"Okay, okay... I'm turning it on... What's the matter?"
I stared at the computer screen in front of me. Please tell me, it didn't happen.
"Rima-Chan? Are you there?"
"YEAH. I'M HERE!"
"What's the matte- What the?"
"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?"
"Yea.. it seems like-"
"HELL YEAH! YAYA HAD POSTED OUR PHOTO!"
A/N: It's done?
I feel so bad for posting this chapter because it went good until the middle where it started to suck. Either that or I'm at a weird trance while i was typing.
This is a late Valentine's day chapter for our Rimahiko and apparently, Amuto in the beginning.
Yeah, the whole Ami singing was the addiction to the Danjo song that I had been under a couple of days ago when my mom showed me about this Bekki girl who became a huge hit after her influences from Anime songs.
Danjo, Dan, Dan Jo Dan Jo! Poink! poink! LOL~ xDDD
Special mention to Facebook Fujisaki since he's dying to see my fanfictions updated which I haven't done in a while.
ALso, the DDR part of this fanfiction is my obsession: Two days ago, I went to this arcade and played DDR. Standard mode, of course. I'm not that pro like Nagihiko is. However, I also tried the five arrow DDR and I have to tell you, that it's very fun to concentrate on five arrows. Just make sure not to trip over on your own feet, which I almost did. The growing mushrooms thing was from Ouran High School Host Club which I had finished in two days (I just Love the twins! xDD). I really enjoyed that series and I felt sad when it ended.
Anyway, my next goal to update is Gothic Lolita so please look forward to it in the next few weeks! Dammit, it's getting harder to update nowadays. UGH.
Please bear with me if the chapter sucked. Thank you very much!
-Keii-Chii