Countdown: 5 days: Friday
Nothing special happened during the previous days. I took that vocabulary test (A/N: See Chapter 2? Hopefully, you remember.) And literally failed, YES FAILED!
In fact, I flunked it.
And then, I received a scolding by the teacher who had blabbed on about how I had all that time to study and yet I receive a failing mark for the grade and it embarrasses her because other students are giving a lot of effort and blah. It's a wonder of how I still manage to move through the grades, with much difficulty, of course. On the other hand, Fujisaki himself has been getting straight A's if not, A+'s throughout the entire semester.
Then all the teachers praise him as if he was a beautiful angel that has flown down from heaven that took into human form. And it just happened that they would suggest him to tutor me in almost ALL THE SUBJECTS IN SCHOOL.
After the last chapter:
After the hypnotizing incident, Yaya has gone a bit more loopy than usual and I'm afraid that it might stay like that permanently. Being concerned of my sugar-high friend, I paid Fujisaki a visit and asked him that I was afraid if anyone would take notice. He told me that it was nothing to worry about and the effect usually wears off after a while. I asked him how long and he didn't reply.
Looks like the side effect won't be going away. Sigh.
Countdown: 3 days: Sunday
"Yes, we have everything prepared, Durama-Sensei. Oh, will you do that for me? Thank you so much, Sensei!" He closed his cell phone; a mellow smile was fixed upon his face.
"You're scary, Fujisaki…" I mumbled. "To think a playboy like you has his drama-teacher's number."
"What did you say, Rima-Chan?" His mellow smile is starting to curve up into a smirk. "That I'm a playboy?"
"No." I lifted the gag manga to my face. "I'm just marveling at how funny this guy has his teacher's number in his cell."
"It's not like I'm hitting on her." He mumbled.
"Considering the fact of how the female teachers all praise you and that the male teachers are waiting to see Nadeshiko again, you're naturally hitting on them." He seemed to be taken aback.
"I-if you put it that way-"
"And… add the screaming fan girls as well as those obsessive girls stalking you everywhere last year and formed their own Nagihiko fan club."
"They were creepy," he shuddered. "One was… in my bed after when I had showered. The other….."
"I don't need to hear your stalker stories." I interrupted as I closed the manga book. "You're distracting me from reading my manga,"
"Then there was this girl…. She crawled through the window…" He continued to mutter under his breath, the blue lines were seeping from his head. Oh no… I knew what was going to happen next. I back away and ran out of the room; dialing a random number.
"Moshi Moshi?"
"Amu?"
"Yeah?"
"How do you-" I stopped. I knew that I had to keep his secret or else he would have to hypnotize her. And I can't risk my best friend from being hypnotized by my best friend stealer; otherwise she would be all loopy like poor Yaya. AND IF SHE GOES LOOPY, OUR PLAN WOULD FAIL.
"Rima?"
"Never mind!" I hung up and began to dial another number.
"Moshi Mosh-"
"How do you get Fujisaki back?" I bunched the words together; turning to hear the familiar POING! And a crash of a table.
"I-is this Mashiro-San?" Great, I called Tadase in my desperation.
"Yes. This is Mashiro-san. Can you please tell me?"
"Can Mashiro-San repeat- I mean…" His voice was low in embarrassment. "I couldn't hear-"
"I'M IN DEPERATION HERE! HOW DO YOU GET FUJISAKI BACK? HE'S ARMED WITH HIS NA-JI-NATA! IF YOU DON"T TELL ME, THE WHOLE WORLD BE DESTROYED!"
"Naginata," he corrected. "And Mashiro-San, Fujisaki-Kun won't destroy the world."
"Whatever. Can you-?"
"Perhaps you should dump water on him?" Then he whispered something else: "If all else fails, put a bucket over his head."
"The bucket over the head will only work with people who have the world-domination spasm." I said flatly. "But thanks." I added quickly and hung up; running to get a pail of water.
After running to get a pail of water:
I ran back to Fujisaki's room to find him sitting on the floor, cross legged while holding a naginata in his hand. His hair was tied back and his eyes flashed evil yellow beams.
"Nagihiko?" He looked up, staring into nothing. I set the pail of water down, waving my hand up and down in front of his face, keeping my distance in case if he decides to cut my hand off.
"Hello?" He looked at me in confusion, and then started to burst into a fit of Nadeshiko pitched giggles.
"Dear Rima-Chan! Might I say what beautiful hair you have today! Oh, your hair is so curly; it almost looks like Utau-Chan's bowl of tender ramen!" He grabbed a handful of my ram- I mean blond hair and fiddled it between his fingers.
OH EM EFF GEE.
He's gone completely insane. Err….
Losing patience:
"STOP IT ALREADY!" I let go of his grip on my hair and he let his Naginata slide down his lap and drop; a metal clinking sound echoed through the almost-empty room as it hit the Tatami matted floor. He looked up with me, his eyes suddenly welling with tears.
"Rima-Chan, WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!" He sobbed hysterically and I was taken aback at the sudden mood-change.
"GOD! DO YOU HAVE LIKE, PMS OR SOMETHING?! YOU'RE A FREAKING GUY! PULL YOURSELF UP!" I exclaimed, surprised at my own awkward high-pitched voice. He stopped crying and started to giggle again, the tears that once trailed down his face now magically gone.
"But Rima-Chan," He whined through hiccupping giggles. "I am not a guy! IF I AM ONE, WHY AM I TALKING LIKE A GIRL AND WHY IS HAIR ALL LONG?" He swished his long pony tail over his shoulder and started to run his slim fingers down his violet hair.
I shook my head. This isn't happening.
"LISTEN, YOU VIOLET HAIRED FREAK, YOU'RE A FREAKING CROSSDRESSER. YOU CAN SPEAK LIKE A GIRL AND ACT LIKE ONE WHEN YOU'RE ACTUALLY A GUY AND IT'S BASED ON YOUR FAMLY TRADITIONS SO YOU'RE THE HEIR OF THE FUJISAKI CLAN. AND NO, MY HAIR ISN'T LIKE UTAU'S RAMEN THAT SHE EATS WITH SOUMA EVERYDAY." I regained my oxygen, hoping that he would get the message but he was looking pass me, still stroking his hair.
"Rima-Chan, what is that thing?" He giggled and pointed to the pail of water that sat lonely by the paper door of his room.
Is it too late to grab that Naginata and kill myself?
UGH
"Why, it's a pail of water!" I said in a sickening cute voice.
"Why is that thing in my room?" He asked, his Nadeshiko voice gone. For a second, I thought that he had returned back to normal but it wasn't until he started to burst into another fit of giggles. "Just kidding!" he squeaked.
HOW LONG WILL THIS LAST?!
"Who are you and what have you done with Nagihiko?" I retorted and he giggled again.
Reaching my limit:
After a quiet observation of Nagihiko's strange behavior, I lost my temper and began to drag him out of the room. Or at least, I tried to.
"WEEEEEEEE!!" He cried gleefully and I groaned while I struggled to drag him out of his room and outside.
"Listen, Stay here. I'll go get a surprise~" Sickening sweet Rima let go of his arms as she goes back inside to get the pail of water.
Coming back out
Pretty soon, I eventually came out with the pail of water.
"Nagihiko?" He was standing; his long hair facing me. Noticing my presence, he spun around; his ponytail swishing like a whip.
"OOH! It's a bucket!" he clasped his hands together.
"What's better is that the bucket is filled with water!"
"And what is Rima-Chan going to do with the bucket?"
I didn't reply. He tilted his head, staring at me with a confused look. That expression made him look like Nadeshiko. UGH.
"I'm sorry, but I will need the OLD NAGIHIKO BACK!" I charged at him with the pail of water and dumped the water onto Nagihiko.
What happened next?
"Mou, Rima-Chan…" I stared at him, eager to see if the water had worked. "I'm all wet."
My eyes widened as a big smile spread across my face and I ran to him.
"NAGIIIHHIIIKKOOOO!!" I screamed happily as I glomped him, causing him to fall backwards. (WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!)
"WHOA! Rima-Chan! What's with you?"
"I'm so glad that you're back!"
"What do you mean? I can't remember anything…"
"Let's say that I'm never going to mention about that subject again." He was still confused but went along with it.
"Whatever it is, you seem very happy now that I'm 'back' but I'm also wet and…"
"And…?"
"You're on top of me." He grinned. I flushed and sat up.
"Sorry."
"That's fine." He stood up, the shirt was sticking to his back from the water and his hair was also dripping. "Crap, I'm all wet." He muttered as he began to peel off his shirt.
HOLY-
He stood in front of me, showing his bare chest; clutching the shirt in his hand.
AND HE'S JUST SO GORGEOUS!
The way his chest showed traces of his masculine-self, it practically glowed in the sun (already giving out kira-kira sparkles) yet it curved throughout his slender body to show how feminine he could be.
I couldn't take my eyes off of him; and I suddenly had a feeling of how lucky I am to-
NO. NO. NEVER. I WILL NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH FUJISAKI.
Sometime later on:
"Only three days left," I sighed.
"Yep."
"Nee, what if our plan doesn't work?"
"Hmm…" He tapped a finger on the table. "I guess, we will have to find another way. But, for now…we should cross our fingers and hope for the plan to work."
"But why Ikutooooo??" I whined. I'm surprised that I actually asked that question. "Why not Tadaseeee?"
"I don't know. For some reason, it just occurred to me on how much Amu-Chan has a better reaction towards him?"
"…good point." I thought for a bit. "Then...Will he become girl-friendless for the rest of life like Tsukasa?"
"Well… there's that other girl…"
"I don't think Lulu would have that interest in him, And besides, we haven't kept in contact for ages after that ? Egg incident back in elementary."
"That's true… hmm…" I stood up.
"Fujisaki, I can't believe that I'm saying this after I had told myself not to but…"
"Yes?"
"Let's go on a….date." I flushed.
"A….date?" he rose an eyebrow.
"Just because I'm bored right now and we have nothing to do."
"Alright. Where do you want to go?"
"Maybe…to the movies? They have that new movie…" Before I had a chance to finish, Nagihiko grabbed onto my arm and dragged me out of the house.
At the movie theatre:
Fujisaki kindly chose the movie that I wanted to see: A romantic comedy.
The sales lady bugged me with her idiotic comments that went:
"Going out with your cousin? No wait, she doesn't look related to you. Perhaps you two are going out on a date? How cute!"
And stupid Fujisaki was hugging me close to him, giving her one of those smiles where kira-kira sparkles fly out of nowhere as he thanks her. (He says that it was to be sure that I wouldn't wander off and get lost. WHO DOES HE THINK I AM?!)
Soon, we went into the entrance where we almost walked past the snack stand until I stopped him.
"Buy me some pocky." I said and without complaining, he went over to the stand and bought two boxes of strawberry flavored pocky. As he was buying the pocky, I realized that the girls were murmuring about how my "boyfriend" is attractive, that he looks so much a girl, if he has a girlfriend and if he doesn't then they would plan to hit on him. Some Crap like that.
"Thank you," he smiled and spun around to see a crowd of girls surrounding him, commenting on random things and claiming that they saw him.
"H-hi! I've seen you somewhere! I thought that we would never meet but it must be fate that brought us here together!" One girl had said.
"Are you sure that you're a guy? I mean…you're hair, it's so gorgeous!" another girl exclaimed, trying to feel his hair.
"I don't know why but it feels like love at first sight!" another girl squealed.
"Hey Mister, mind if you married my daughter? You would be perfect for her!" A mother had pushed through the crowd, holding her infant son.
"Excuse me young woman, but would you mind showing me to the restroom?" a grandmother had asked.
"U-uh…I'm not really…" he nervously held up his hands, trying to explain that he is a male.
I don't know why but a strange anger had filled inside of me when I saw the girls crowd over him. It's as if I don't want them to get near him or touch him. The flame rose from my body as I shoved the girls across and made it to the middle of the circle, outstretching my arms to the side, blocking the girls from Fujisaki as I yelled at the top of my lungs:
"HEY! NO TOUCHIE! HE'S MY KIRA-KIRA SPRAKLY GOD, GOT IT?! DON'T THINK THAT YOU COULD HIT ON HIM!!"
The other females mumbled something under their breaths as they walked away. Nagihiko let out a sigh.
"Thanks, Rima-Chan." I lowered my arms and smiled at him. "But kira-kira god?"
"It's true, you literally bring out kira-kira sparkles everywhere." I replied and added: "You remind me of Edward Cullen."
"Oh? But Edward's just a fictional character from a story, Rima-Chan." His mellow voice lowered down an octave. "And plus, I don't need to be him to sparkle."
AND LITERALLY, HE STARTED TO SPARKLE AFTER HE SAID THAT.
"Let's watch that movie now," I changed the subject as we walked in the theatre.
INSIDE:
"I can't see a thing," I mumbled as I squinted in the dark room.
"Maybe its best if you held on? I don't want my Rima-Chan to get lost," there was a slight suggestive tone in his low voice. I obliged and grabbed onto whatever part of his shirt I could lay my hands on. Eventually, I grabbed the tail of his collar shirt and followed him up.
Apparently, Fujisaki has night vision.
After stumbling over a couple steps:
"You should be careful, Rima-Chan."
"I can't help it, the stairs are so steep." I whined. "Maybe coming here was a bad idea. I'm already getting injured."
"In that case, I want you to hug me."
"Wait, why?"
"Just trust me." He whispered and I hugged him. The next thing I knew, he bent down and swooped me up, placing the pocky in my hands as he walked up the stairs and sat me in the middle.
"You could have at least told me that you wanted to carry me." I mumbled as he sat down beside me.
"But that would ruin my unpredictability."
"Just you know that you're actions are predictable." I replied.
"Is that so?"
I didn't reply. The movie was starting, and the bright screen in front of me shadowed the silhouettes of various people below me.
Getting Into the movie:
Just like the title of this, I was getting into the movie. It's pretty interesting.
It was about this couple who wanted to get married but couldn't because of their parent's history of rivalry of their wealth and ends up running away and having children in a far-away place. Their children get separated at birth due to their families starting a feud and accusing each other of kidnapping. When the children grew up, they found each other in unexpected places.
Like the daughter for instance, the youngest brother and her reunited at a maid café when she accidently tripped over a piece of paper. (Which I thought was stupid. But it was stupid enough for me to laugh a little.)
The two didn't know that they were siblings so they thought that they had a relationship with each other. So, the 'couple' realized that they both share the love for comedy and they eventually went to a comedy show. (Which happens to be the comedy show that I always wanted to watch for my entire life because of my favorite ancient comedian. He was the exact same comedian that Utau had given me the autograph at my birthday and I still have it mounted on a golden picture frame) and because I was envious, I vigorously nibbled on the strawberry flavored pocky, red flames crackling in my eye. I'm sure that he never noticed but what the heck, he probably did.
Back to the movie:
In the comedy show, the couple was called on stage by twins who also happened to be their lost sisters.
And they were rewarded as most adorable couple. Later on, the twins tell the couple backstage that they also didn't have parents and so they all decided to go together in search for them.
On the way, they stay in a ryokan inn in a traditional Japanese village for the night. They never knew that the ryokan inn they stayed belonged to one side of their parent's family (which happened to be their mother's side.) And an assassin from their father's side had secretly snuck in during the night to murder any one from the inn.
Apparently, as the assassin came in through the room in which the couple and twin sisters slept, he noticed the innocence and beauty of the females (Trust me, the whole love-love situation was hilarious)
And he fell in love with one of the twins. He decided secretly that he would come for her one day and he left the inn, not harming anyone.
The next morning, the inn hosted a special kabuki celebration during breakfast and a beautiful woman came forward in a full length kimono to dance. The children never saw such a performance and they were captivated by the beauty of the woman. However, it was revealed that the beautiful woman was actually a male who also happened to be the eldest brother of their family.
I glanced over to Nagihiko who seemed to glance back; fighting the urge to laugh nervously. I couldn't help but put a hand over his and we both stared into each other's eyes for quite some time, but we never noticed how the couple in the movie were exchanging a kiss (Utau and Ikuto, much?) and how our faces were leaning closer, our lips about to meet when the movie suddenly paused and we abruptly pulled away as the lights came back on to see thousands of girls turning to stare at us, anticipating our first kiss.
They groaned and a female voice voiced over the P.A:
We apologize for the interruption, but a boy with brown hair and hazel eyes has been missing. If anyone sees him, please turn him in into the lost and found.
EXCUSE ME!
IF ANYONE SEES MY SON, I WOULD KINDLY REWARD THE PERSON WITH 450,000 YEN. TSUBASA, HONEY! WHERE ARE YOU?! MOMMY'S SORRY! –Sobbing noises- YAYA, YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE, YOUNG LADY!
Thank you, your son will be found. And again, if you see a boy with brown hair and hazel eyes, please turn him in; his beloved mother is waiting. Thank you and enjoy your movie.
"Tsubasa's missing again?" I mumbled as the lights of the theatre dimmed out and we turned our attention to the continuation of the movie. While watching the movie, I notice a shadow of a guy in the front of the screen, making indistinct noises that almost sounded like gagging.
Pretty soon, the shadow blocked the screen and the girls started to shout angrily at the figure in front.
That's when I tilted my head to the side and examined at the shadow.
"Hey, doesn't that look…"
"Yeah… then isn't he…"
Then we both stood up.
"OH MY GOD, THAT'S TSUBASA!!" We both shouted at the same time, causing our voices to echo louder than the movie and give the audience their attention.
Then at the same time, all of us rushed out of their seats in hopes of earning that 450,000 yen.
After fighting through that crowd of screaming girls:
I never gave the thought to how I would die and I assume that my time had nearly come.
If he never saved me from that crowd of rampaging girls, I would have never made it alive.
I'm still in horror of it.
He calls it being traumatized, and I call it my near-death experience.
He says that I'm overreacting and I reply that he doesn't understand my chibi-ness.
He gave up on reasoning with me and went along with it.
Then he gave me the money and waved Tsubasa and his mom goodbye before he gave me those fake I'm-glad-that-you-made-it-alive impression before he ends up hugging me out of pure love and I couldn't help but hug back.
Then, it happened that I shoved the money in my pocket and we went home.
While walking home:
"DAMMIT! WE NEVER FINISHED THE MOVIE!" I exclaimed. "AND I WANTED TO SEE HOW THEY REACT!"
"It was okay…" he rested his arms on his head. "I mean, it could have been better."
"What do you mean by 'better'?" I gave him a glare.
"That movie was nearly a give-away." He shuddered.
"EVERYTHING YOU SEE IS A GIVE-AWAY."
"But I have to admit, there was one part that was pretty good." I thought for a moment then turned to him.
"Is it the comedy?"
"Nope. It was the romance." He smiled as he bent down and kissed me on the forehead. "Except we aren't siblings."
"And we won't be for another million years." I added, reaching up to feel that warm tingly mark on my forehead.
"Maybe we might be?" He suggested. "I mean, we could have been in our past life or something. Anything's possible."
"Perhaps…and Nagihiko?" He stopped walking and turned to me, the sky starting to spin. "Your kiss just electrocuted my blood, it stopped running."
And with that, I fainted.
A/N: WHAT A CRAPPY ENDING FOR THIS SHORT CRAPPY CHAPPIE. IT REALLY DIDN'T HAVE ANY SCHEME IN IT SINCE IT WAS A FILLER CHAPTER TO COUNT DOWN THE DAYS. I FEEL THE LOVE IN THIS CRAP. CRAP. CRAP. CRAP.
(The next chappie, I promise is much longer.)
But I hoped that you at least enjoyed the little fluff I added there. And the little nervous breakdown that Nagihiko has.
I mean, he DID go OOC in the beginning; I got that idea of when I asked myself:
"Hey, what would happen if Nagi had a little side-effect from cross-dressing so much?"
Even perfect cross-dressers have their flaws from keeping secrets for so long.
And yeah… I figured that Tsubasa should be in the story. Just a while before, I kept on typing Tsukasa instead of Tsubasa after when his mom stole the P.A. announcer from the lady.
LOL. Tsukasa gets lost. xDD
Uhh… I didn't mention about the movie too. It's just a weird idea I thought of conjuring up and putting it into the movie and yes, Nagihiko and Rima has their loving days.
Apparently, Nagihiko is a girl magnet. :P
And Rima is just one of the girls that she is attracted to.
So, we will be seeing more of this relationship as they try to get another couple to love each othe-
Oops… that was a spoiler. :P
Until the next upload, please leave a kind review after this insane person poof from the author's note.
Thank you.
POOF!
~Keii-Chii