Continuing from the last chapter:

"How did this happen?" he asked.

"I DON'T KNOW! WHY ASK ME?!" I was completely spazzing out.

"Calm down, Rima-Chan"

"HOW CAN I FREAKING CALM DOWN?!"

"IF YOU DON'T CALM DOWN, I WILL STORM TO YOUR HOUSE AND MAKE YOU CALM DOWN AND YOU DON'T WANT FUJISAKI HERE TO HAVE TO DRAG HIS BUTT TO MASHIRO-SAN'S HOUSE IN A PISSED OFF MOOD BECAUSE YOU CAN'T STOP SPAZZING."

I shut up after that.

"Are you still there?"

"Yeah…"

"Do I have to come over?"

"OH HELL NO! I'M CALM NOW!" He laughed over the line.

"What's so funny?" I muttered darkly.

"Nothing, Rima-Chan! It's that you're making a whole big deal on this."

"IT'S SERIOUS! THERE'S NOTHING TO LAUGH AT!"

"You're overreacting, Rima-Chan." he mentioned casually.

"Well, YOU PROMISED TWO DAYS AGO! WE EVEN SHOOK PINKIES!"

"Okay, okay…You had me there. And I would never betray my beloved Rima-Chan when it comes to promises."

"Thank you, now will you please tell me what to do?"

"You mean-"

"UH-HUH, NOW!"

"Why me?" he whined.

"B-because you're good at times like these! You're the strategy genius here!"

"Fine…"

"Before things get serious."

"But they did comment on the photo."

"WHAT?!" I screamed.

"Ow… you're going to lose my hearing."

"WAIT, WHAT?! THEY COMMENTED ON OUR PHOTO?!"

"I see you haven't refreshed the page." I took the mouse and epic-clicked the refresh button. Adding to my misfortune, my mouse had set on fire and I screamed again running to get a pail of water with the phone still on my ear.

Apparently, my mouse can't stand epic-clicks.

One fire extinguishing later:

"Mou…" I sat down on the table, slouching in exhaustion as I took the strawberry smoothie and took long sips.

"You shouldn't slouch, Rima-Chan… it's bad for your posture."

"Well… I'm having a hard time right now. Don't bother me."

"What happened, anyway? You screamed so loud that I thought I went deaf."

"I…took my anger out on the computer…" I squeaked in a small voice.

"Really? Chibi Rima-Chan, taking her anger out on her computer?" I nodded.

"First of all, I'm not little."

"But you're barely taller since elementary school." He said with a grin.

"Don't interrupt, Fujisaki." I muttered darkly. "Next thing…when you told me to refresh the page…"

"You screamed loud."

"Yeah. Will you shut up now?"

"Okay, okay."

"So yeah, I screamed. But I also grew very pissed off, so I…."

"You…?"

I quickly snatched my already empty smoothie and tried to drink the rest of what it's left. It felt too embarrassing to say it. I took the straw out of my mouth and shook the empty bottle.

"DAMMIT!" I exclaimed.

"Come on, Rima-Chan." He crossed him arms. "Don't try to avoid what you're trying to say."

"I...I…epic-clicked the refresh button." I felt my face heat up.

"You epic-clicked the refresh button?" He repeated and then he started to laugh.

I glared at him until he stopped, and I held up my empty smoothie bottle.

"Get me a refill."

"Can't you get it yourself?"

"I'm in a bad mood." I grumbled. "And, you paid for it anyway. I'm broke."

"Alright. I'll be right back. By the way… turn the laptop on." He got up from his chair and went inside the smoothie shop to get me a refill.

I crossed my legs as I opened his blue/purple notebook laptop and turned it on.

When it finished loading, I realized….

"DAMMIT, FUJISAKI! WHAT IS YOUR PASSWORD?!"

When Fujisaki comes out with my smoothie:

"Oops, sorry Rima-Chan!" He quickly rushed to my side, and typed his password rapidly.

"Thank you." I took the smoothie, drinking it as the computer took me to the main screen. As I drank, I happened to look at the screensaver he has put and I started to choke.

"Rima-Chan!" he stared at me, alarmed. I continued to cough until I felt that I was going to drown in strawberry smoothie.

"What-the hell…is that?!" I managed to say.

"The smoothie or the computer?"

"THE COMPUTER, BAKA!"

"Is there anything wrong with it?"

"WHY DID YOU-"

"The screensaver?"

"YEAH!"

"What's wrong with it?"

"If someone sees this…"

"It's not like a yaoi picture or anything."

"What YOU LOOK AT ME AS?! A PERVERT?!"

"Of course not!"

"Then why this?"

"Geez Rima-Chan… why are you such a popinjay*?"

*(A/N: popinjay means a vain and talkative person. LOL)

"What the hell is that?" he ignored me.

"Do you want to continue this argument or check the photos?"

"Check the photos." I sighed.

"Then please calm down."

"Fine."

"Thank you, Rima-Chan."

"You're welcome." I muttered darkly.

Facebook:

"My account or yours?"

"Yours. I don't want to sign in." He chuckled as he logged in a blink of an eye.

There were about 20 notifications on a tagged photo that Yaya had posted.

He clicked the photo and a huge magnified version of photo number 6 appeared before our eyes.

"That YAYA!" I growled as I scrolled to the comments and read them out loud in a monotone voice.

The comments went like this:

Ikuto: I KNEW IT! That shrimp likes girly-boy!

Tsukasa: Since when?

Ikuto: Tsukasa! What in the world are you doing here?!

Tsukasa: Yuiki-can has also tagged me in the picture!

Tsukasa: san*

Yaya: TSUKASA SAN! YAYA'S A CAN?! O3o

Tsukasa: my bad!

Yaya: NO FAIIR! WHY IS YAYA A CAN?! =3=

Ikuto: what does this have to do with the picture?

Tsukasa: I never knew Mashiro-san and Nagihiko-kun liked each other.

"Die, DIE TSUKASA." I poked the laptop screen with my index finger on Tsukasa's profile picture.

"Rima-Chan, You're going to kill my laptop." He grabbed my wrist and set it down. "Or worse… You're going to epic-poke it."

I glared at him.

"WILL YOU STOP THAT?!" I exclaimed, the fire surrounding my body as Fujisaki stood aside, laughing.

Continuing from the photo comments:

Ikuto: Apparently…it's obvious. I can't believe that you don't pay attention to this, Pedo.

Tsukasa: Blah Blah Blah…. Whatever crap he put in here...I'm too lazy to write down whatever he said.

UGH, I hate this.

"Can we just kill her? Or, better yet…Tsukasa. We could tie him up and I could make you snap so that you have that sharp Nagi- Nagi…"

"Naginata?"

"Yeah. That pointy knife thingie."

"It has a name, Rima-chan."

"Whatever. Yeah… so I could make you snap and then you could slice him to pieces in the middle of the night."

"Who knew that Rima-Chan has a very violent mind?"

"I DON'T!"

"Then what was that just now?"

"Imagination." I replied.

"My character-change doesn't work that way, Rima-chan. Instead of killing people and end up getting arrested… we could just kindly ask Yaya-Chan to delete the photo."

"Or BETTER IDEA: Let's play interrogation!!"

"This isn't a crime drama, Rima-Chan," He sweat dropped.

"Trust me. It WILL WORK." The flame crackled bigger as I grinned evilly.

THIS PLAN WON'T FAIL! IT WILL BE A SUCCESS!

And…and…

FUJISAKI, WILL YOU STOP ROASTING MARSHMELLOWS USING MY FLAME OF ANGER?! It's KILLING MY EVEIL SCHEME. Please? Thank you.

Countdown: 14 days Wednesday:

"All set?"

"All set Rima-Chan."

"Don't call me that! Call me…"

"Call you?"

"Something other than Rima-chan." I whispered.

"What about chibi-Chan?"

"TOO OBVIOUS!" I squeaked.

"Fine, fine… I'll call you Doukeshi-chan!*"

*(A/N: Doukeshi means clown)

"STILL TOO OBVIOUS!"

"What else is there?"

"Fine...fine… then I'll address you as Sakura-chan."

"Do we start now, Ri- I mean Doukeshi-chan?"

"You're having way too much fun, aren't you?"

"Very. I'm amused at this." She giggled.

"Stop your giggling, Sakura-Chan!" I shot a glare at her as I clamped a hand over her mouth. "Listen, don't let anyone hear you or let you know. This is a secret mission. Think mission impossible."

She gently removed my hand over her mouth.

"Do we still get to sing the theme song?"

"NOT FUNNY!" she giggled again. "Just…follow me!"

Nagihiko Fujisaki's Journal: Read it and I'LL SLICE YOU TO PIECES! I mean it.

PFFT. WHY IS MY RIMA-CHAN SO ADORABLE?? She makes me want to hug her tightly and kiss her.

UGH.

I MUST BE CRAZY.

Anyway, Rima-Chan convinced me to… Cross-dress again.

Shudder, Shudder.

But strangely enough, I didn't really mind cross dressing for her.

Honesty, I was enjoying her reactions to the situation we had in front of her instead of working on the plan and I believe that we have only 14 days left.

"Sakura-Chan! Stop writing whatever it is right now!" she whispered-snapped at me.

We were supposed to be in Yaya-Chan's house, which I felt we were intruding but Rima-Chan had insisted that we sneak into her closet in the middle of the night.

So, we're entering through the window using a long rope and the time's...6:00 pm?

I hope we don't get caught by her little brother or anything.

Once we get in:

"Rima-Chan, what in the world are you doing?" I stared at her in awe.

"Shh! Can't you tell? I'm looking for a place to hide! And it's Doukeshi-Chan!"

Yep, I think she's taking this a bit seriously.

Watching Rima-Chan run around in circles:

"Dammit!" she cried out. "Where is that closet?!"

"You can't tell?"

"I could have sworn it was right here the last time I came over."

"Perhaps it's here?" I pointed to a pale pink wardrobe on the corner.

"TO THE WARDROBE!" She exclaimed as she grabbed me by the wrist.

"TO NARNIA?" I suggested when she failed to drag me.

"NADESHIKO!" she snapped.

"Sorry, Rima-Chan."

She opened the big wardrobe and pushed aside the clothes so that we could go inside.

"She still has this?" She pulled out the bright red cape with a huge bow on the center.

"Don't you, Rima-Chan? I still have mine." She turned and suddenly grinned.

"The blue one or the cross dressing-phony red one?" Her eyes gleamed teasingly.

"Both," I said quickly and flushed.

"Really…Na-De-Shi-" Rima suddenly froze.

"TSUBASA! Don't touch that! Yaya will be right back!"

"CRAP! SHE'S BACK!!" She exclaimed as she climbed in. "What are you doing?!"

"I don't know, Rima-Chan… I might as well-" She gripped on to my arm and pinched it, causing me to make the most awkward squeal that ripped from my trained vocal chords.

"Get inside!" She dragged me and I obeyed, squeezing inside the cramped wardrobe.

She quickly shut the wardrobe door with a small thud!

"Rima-Chan…" I whispered.

"Shush!" she leapt forward and put a hand over my mouth again. "The enemy's approaching."

We could hear Yaya burst open the door and hum a random song.

"Teddy Chan! There you are!" She cheerfully exclaimed. "TSUBASA! I FOUND TEDDY CHAN!"

Footsteps pattered the carpeted floor and died away, finishing off with a slam of the door.

Rima-Chan released her hand over my mouth and sighed.

"Change of plans: hack into her account and delete that picture."

"Why couldn't Rima-Chan do it?" I whined.

"Because you're the evil genius here!"

"I don't want to, Rima-Chan." I said slowly, my mouth curling to a smirk. "I want to stay with Rima-Chan forever in this wardrobe."

"W-Wha?" The atmosphere in the wardrobe became heated. I pulled Rima close to me until she was lying on top of me. The sudden movement had opened the wardrobe in a small crack.

"Should we take this opportunity?" The thin streak of light had shined upon the outline of her head, showing her blushing, shocked face.

"W-we shouldn't!" She squeaked when I let my hand run lightly up and down the back of her neck. "FUJISAKI! KEEP YOUR PERVERTED HANDS AWAY FROM ME!"

I withdrew my hand, giggling.

"Stop laughing, Nadeshiko!" Her red face had turned away as she opened the wardrobe doors and jumped out. She ran to the pink laptop which stood on top of a bunny decorated desk and turned it on.

I climbed out of the wardrobe and stood by her side as she opened the internet browser and typed the URL.

As she did that, I noticed a small post-it on top of a book which had the words: YAYA'S FACEBOOK, with little doodles of candy swirls and bunnies.

And below, had her username and password.

I hope she finds it.

"Do you know what her account is?"

Apparently not. Oh well.

"Right here, Rima-Chan." I smiled, holding up the post-it like some YU-GI-OH! Card.

Her fingers reached up and tried to snatch the post-it. I held on to the small yellow paper and avoided her flying fingers. This continued for about five minutes until she shouted:

"UGH, DAMMIT! GIVE ME THE FREAKING PAPER ALREADY!"

"What's the magic word?"

"Please?" She mumbled and I handed her the paper.

I swear she's so adorable.

After logging in to Yaya-Chan's Facebook:

My beloved Rima-Chan was wildly scanning for photo number 6 in Facebook and I watched in amazement as she clicked around the profile.

"WHERE IS THE PICTURE?!" She muttered through gritted teeth. The little chibi-fire started to grow larger and larger until it engulfed her entirely.

"Rima-Chan, should I?" her fire shrunk and soon sizzled when I placed a cool hand on her shoulder.

"Yes," She turned to me. "I've figured that you know how to do these things quickly, right?"

"I'm not saying that I-"

"Just delete this quickly so that we could go home. I'm tired." She gave me a pleading look that almost made me melt inside. What's this feeling that suddenly came over me?

"S-sure, Rima-Chan." I tilted my head and gave her a smile. She got up from the chair and moved aside so that I could sit down.

With a few simple movements of my hand on the touch pad, I deleted the picture and shut off the laptop.

"Done," I sighed as I closed the laptop. "Are you sure, Yaya-Chan would be okay with it?"

"She will."

She tugged on my sleeve. "Can you take me home?"

"Sure, Rima-Chan. But I wonder where she got the picture from."

"Hold on a sec." She felt for her wallet from her purse and took it out. "I could have sworn I had that extra picture."

She rummaged through the contents and pulled out the pictures. There was a copy of each picture that we had taken two days ago.

The extra picture number 6 was nowhere to be found.

"I don't understand," she muttered.

"Maybe-"

"OHCRAPIDROPPEDIT." She cried out. "Yaya must have been there after when we left."

She took the photos, shoved them back into her wallet, and turned to me again.

"What should we do?" she mouthed.

Before I had a chance to answer,

we heard the same running footsteps approaching the room.

"Hurry!" I grabbed her arm and dragged her to the wardrobe. It's too late to jump out of the window now.

With a big THUD! Of the closing wardrobe doors (Please don't let anyone notice), I clamped a hand over her mouth as I held my breath.

"Okay, Mama! I'll be going in now!" Yaya's voice rang as she entered the room and shut the door; this time to be preparing to sleep.

We stayed like this for about 30 minutes before we fully knew that Yaya-Chan was asleep.

30 minutes later:

"MPH!" Rima's small fingers helplessly tried to pry away my hand covering her mouth. I noticed and let go, causing her to breathe heavily to catch her breath.

"Sorry," I whispered. The closet was pitch dark and it was impossible to make out anything.

"What now? Can we escape?" She whispered back.

"I'll try, Rima-Chan." Feeling for the crack in between the wardrobe, I gently pushed. The wardrobe wouldn't open.

"What's wrong?"

"The wardrobe, it's stuck."

"WHAT?!"

"We can't escape."

"I'm tired and I can't sleep with me knowing that you're here…"

"Why not, Rima-Chan?"

"How would I know whether or not you would do stuff to me?"

"You know that I would never do that to you…"

"Are you sure?"

"I promise, I wouldn't do things that you wouldn't want to do. And I can't even if I wanted to, since the wardrobe is cramping my legs."

"That's one advantage to being small."

"Fine, I envy you."

"Really?"

"Honest."

"Then will you stop growing?"

"I don't think that will be possible, you will have to catch up."

"Now what?"

"Wait till someone opens it in the morning?"

"AND BLOW OFF OUR COVER?!"

"We have no choice."

"Fine. Hey, why is the place getting hot?"

"Maybe...because the closet door is shut tight…"

"So you mean-"

"Yes, Rima-Chan… we're going to be here all night."

"That…I really don't mind since we get stuck together almost every time. THE THING IS, THERE'S NO OXYGEN HERE AND WE'LL BE DEAD BY NEXT MORNING! THIS WILL BE OUR LAST NIGHT TOGETHER! GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD!"

"Since…when did Rima-Chan become a drama queen?" I choked slightly on the last word.

"Shush! Let me see if I can open this… move aside for a bit." I struggled to move while Rima's small hands felt for the crack and began to push.

Then…being the little frail girl that I always will love, she failed to.

"UGH. We're stuck."

"So you've noticed."

"Oh well… I will have to sleep here with you again. Move over." I felt her hands pat my shirt, trailing up until her hands were on my cheeks.

Calm… Calm… It's only Rima-Chan. I held my breath as she plopped her head on my chest and let go of her hands.

And in minutes… she was asleep.

I'm getting sleepy too… and it's really dark. I'm going to turn off my flashlight now.

Rima Mashiro's Diary: Why the hell do bowling pins remind people of me?

Countdown: 13 days Thursday MORNING:

"Mama? Where are you? I can't breathe."

It was dark… and we were slowly losing oxygen.

"Rima-Chan. I have some left. Take it." With that, Nagihiko spun me around and pressed his lips against mine and blew a big rush of cold air through. I was inhaling as much as I could to fill my parched lungs.

"WHA-"

He gasped and let go, falling into the darkness.

"NADE-CHII AND RIMA-CHII?!" a shrill high-pitch voice echoed through my ears.

That voice…. Who are you?

"WAKE UP!"

A beam of light shined down my face and I struggled to open my eyes.

My vision blurred at first and I squinted from the light. I could make out a human being in the center.

I'm still a bit fuzzy.

BLARG. I'M GOING TO CLOSE MY EYES AGAIN. I KNOW THAT I DIED, SUFFOCATED, AND SENT SWIRLING INTO DARKNESS.

A few minutes later?

"Rima-Chan!"

"Rima-Chii!"

UGH. I feel horrible. I must be dead, yet angelic female voices keep screaming my name.

"Rima-Chan!"

"Rima-CHII!"

Repeatedly and Repeatedly.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "I'M DEAD, GODDAMMIT!"

"What are you talking about?! You're still alive!"

"I am?"

"Why else would you be breathing?"

"I'm not breathing. I suffocated and died."

"Stop kidding around and open your eyes, Rima-Chan." I obeyed.

"Is this heaven?" I mumbled, my eyes still dazed.

"No, apparently… you're still here. On EARTH."

"Rima-Chii, Nade-Chii… a-ano… what are you two doing here, anyway?" We stared at her with silence.

"No reply?" Yaya looked at me then at Nadeshiko. After a few seconds, she sat cross-legged on her bed with a smug look on her face as she eyed us both suspiciously. "Has Rima-Chii and Nade-Chii been making out in Yaya-Tan's closet?"

WHAT THE HELL IS SHE READING THESE DAYS?!

Out of the wardrobe: THERE IS NO FREAKING NARNIA!

"Yaya-Chan!" Nadeshiko was the first to speak. Of course, she smiled and tilted her head. "Indeed, we went to get a picture that my twin brother suggested me to get. It was supposed to be for Rima-Chan's secret present…" She eyed me as she said the last word.

I blinked and yawned. "Yeah… Now the secret's clearly ruined. Clearly…It's NO LONGER A SECRET BETWEEN US ANYMORE."

Flash. Glare. Evil Grin.

"Y-Yes. W-Well… I was informed from my brother that you have his photo." Nadeshiko sweatdropped.

"The picture that he photo-copied and added stuff so that it looked real." I added.

"What picture? Yaya's confused." She scratched the side of her head. She looked less immature with her hair down.

"The picture with…" Nadeshiko trailed off.

"The pic-"

" DAMMIT! THE PICTURE WITH ME AND NAGI KISSING!" I exclaimed while flushing red.

"OOH, THAT PICTURE! WHY DIDN'T RIMA-TAN SAY SO?" She screeched happily as she sprang from her bed and pulled open some drawers of the table that had her computer.

What I noticed that was jutting from the cracks of her drawers were boxes of Pocky and tiny pieces of candy while Yaya searched for the little flat object that I won't mind burning after we get the picture and go home.

"Found it!" She held up the picture and I quickly snatched it away. Nadeshiko laughed nervously and sweatdropped.

"How did you find it?" I was getting ready to shoot daggers at Yaya who of course, was sitting on the floor; opening a box of stashed Pocky.

"Yaya has an auntie who works at the photo shop at the mall. Yaya's auntie gave Yaya the picture, asking if Yaya knew them." SHE HAS AN AUNT THAT WORKS IN THE STUPID PHOTO SHOP?! I turned my head to Fujisaki as she sat there with a shocked 'Rima-Chan-I-never-knew' face.

"Why?" I mumbled, the flame is starting to grow.

"Rima-Chan, I-"

"WHY, FUJISAKI?!"

"I never knew!" Nadeshiko- or rather Nagihiko shouted.

"Then why did you drag me?"

"I told you-" He sighed. "I'm sorry."

"Do you want me to throw daggers at you?" Yaya was watching us argue while munching on Pocky.

"N-no, Rima-Chan."

"Fine. I'll drop it. Let's not do this again, Nagihiko." I covered my mouth.

"Nagihiko?!" Yaya dropped her Pocky and stared at us with a gaping mouth. "Nade-Chii is Nagi-Chii?!"

We're dead.

Sometime later:

"Come back again, Rima-Tan and Nagi-Chii!!" Yaya waved at us as we waved back and started to walk home.

"Bye Yaya!"

"See you later, Yaya-Chan!"

"I can't believe that you did that," I glowered.

"But it comes in handy,"

Oh right… you don't know what had happened, right? Well… I'll tell you.

Before: In flashback style~

"Nagihiko?!" Yaya dropped her Pocky and stared at us with a gaping mouth. "Nade-Chii is Nagi-Chii?!"

We're dead.

For a long time, no one spoke. It was a very awkward moment.

"My, my, Rima-Chan, it looks like I'm caught. I really hoped I wouldn't use this for a while, but I had no other choice." Fujisaki smiled. "Rima-Chan…will you please kindly give me the rope?"

I seriously had no idea what was going on but I obeyed and he tied Yaya to a chair.

"Rima-Tan! What's going on?!" Yaya yelped.

"Yaya-Chan!" Nagihiko knelt down by the chair, swinging the box of Pocky right and left in an almost-hypnotic motion.

"Nagihiko… you do realize that it won't wor-"

"Shhhh!" He swung the box gently. "Yaya-Chan… whatever you just heard and saw today did not happen."

"Yaya…did…not…see or hear anything…" She repeated with dazed eyes.

"Yaya-Chan, we were playing dress-up so Yaya-Chan and Rima-Chan had been dressing Nagihiko up in girl's clothing." I caught up with his mood; snickering as I laid Yaya's clothing on the bed and some on the floor.

"Yaya and Rima-Tan…Dress up…" she mumbled.

"There we go!" Nagihiko clasped his hands together and untied the rope. "Yaya is free to eat Pocky now!"

"Pocky-Chan!" Yaya sprang to her feet and took the Pocky box.

"Anyway…sorry for messing up your room," I apologized. "We were having too much fun!"

"Don't worry! Yaya will clean it up!" She exclaimed happily.

"That's great, Yaya!" I gave her a sickening happy smile. "Now, we better head home from out the window."

"Not through the door?"

"Nagihiko wanted to drop me off. He could fly now, remember?" I suggested.

"Oh, right, right!" Yaya said happily. I'm a bit surprised that his hypnotizing skills are making her go a bit loopy.

"Then we should get going. Bye now!" I looked at the window and forgot how high her room was.

"Second thought… I'll kindly leave through the door." I mumbled and Fujisaki laughed.

End of flashback, back to now:

"I can't believe that you did that," I glowered.

"But it comes in handy,"

"Why didn't you ever tell me you could do this?"

"Secret ancient Fujisaki skill." He held up his hands. "I used interrogation."

"So you meant…"

"I had chances to get away with my secret." He smirked.

"You take this very seriously, don't you?" I glared.

"I hate it when people take it too lightly. It shows that my life has been a joke to them." He muttered darkly. "And I can't tell Yaya-Chan about it YET. You know that she can't keep a secret. I'm doing it for her own safety."

"You're an evil genius Fujisaki."

"Thank you. I guess I won't use it on you, then."

"You're Wel- WHAT?! YOU WERE PLANNING TO USE IT ON ME?!"

"Oops," he laughed.

And there goes my morning of a new day.

A/N: There goes the longest chapter I ever updated. I swear I'm doing to die from this. –Shots- I did realize that I changed fonts for the diaries but please don't mind.

I forgot to mention special Rikan-Chan for helping me find an idea to the conclusion of the previous chapter. I'm sorry! X1000000 and thank you! xDD

I am also going to announce that IFPFA will be having little bonus stories put in randomly so please look forward to it!!

Special mention to Lawrence who might have disappeared but I'll put this in just in case he decides to sit on his computer one day and read it.

I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY!

Thanks for being patient~! And Happy Easter everyone!

~Keii-Chii