Me: Oh damn I got a bunch of reviews :3

Ikuto: You got about twelve. Not fifty.

Me: But now I'm over half way to 100!! And I'm over half way done with the story! Ohhh I was 100 reviews so bad!

Ikuto: That's great. Where's Lulu?

Me: I kinda lost her…

Lulu: I'm here!

Me: -dies of shock-

Ikuto: Nice one

Lulu: Um…this is a little awkward. Anyway, Hana-chan doesn't own Shugo Chara! HANA-CHAN GET THE HELL UP SO YOU CAN FINISH THE STORY!!

Me: Oh! And because it was pointed out to me that my math skills are messed up—it's not possible to fail a confession nine times when the story says ten times—the whole entire ending of the story is different! Thanks to the person who pointed it out to me! I would mention you, but I don't remember who you are so…

Lulu/Ikuto: Idiot

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Recap

"Roses, sports, cute things, singing, cosplay," Lulu said, listing my past failures off, "that's not what you do."

"What else am I supposed to do then?" I grumbled. Lulu smiled sweetly.

"There's one thing you can do that won't completely screw up," she said.

"Do you know how many times I've heard that?" I demanded.

"But this will really work," Lulu promised. "I know it will."

I sighed. I'd made so many failures that one more probably wouldn't hurt. I nodded.

"Here's what y'all do," my possible—but unlikely—savior said.

"Well, this makes a lot more sense than dressing up in tights," Ikuto objected as I struggled with the "necklace" I was making.

"I can't make jewelry," I grumbled. Ikuto chuckled.

"No kidding," he said with a smirk.

"You weren't supposed to agree," I reminded him.

"Since when has he ever done what he's supposed to do?" Lulu asked from behind me. Out of all the previous suggestions, this one seemed to be easiest. At least until I actually started trying to make the necklace. That became an epic failure. Her eyes widened.

"Wow. You really can't make jewelry," she noted when she saw my piece-of-failure.

"This was your fool proof idea," I reminded her. Lulu grimaced.

"Looks like the impossible must happen," she declared.

"Uh-huh," I replied. Impossible was a frequently used word I noticed.

"After seeing someone be electrocuted, falling into a giant pit, attacked by rabid dogs and successfully run into a wood chipper that was somehow unseen all in five minutes, I don't think impossible is much of a word," Ikuto objected. Lulu looked confused and I shook my head.

"It's complicated," I said.

"I see. Anyway, I think we need to cheat," Lulu said uncertainly.

"Cheat?" Amu asked looking confused. I was too.

"How do you cheat at making necklaces?" I asked her bewilderedly. She gave me a look and I finally got it.

"Oh. You want me to buy her jewelry," I muttered feeling a bit slow.

"It's better than giving her that…creation," Ikuto said with a smirk as he eyed my so called creation. I looked at the failed attempt and felt kind of bad for it. Something my grandmother told me suddenly rang in my mind.

No matter how crappy something looks, it's better made from love than something bought.

OK, so it was a lot more delicately put than that but who's going to remember something like that? Resolve filled me.

"Nope. I'm giving her this," I said, pointing at the piece-of-failure that was placed before me. Amu cheered as Ikuto and Lulu both rolled their eyes.

"If that's what you want kid," Lulu told me with a shrug. "See ya'll 'round," she said and all but kicked us out of her house.

"Did she just evict us?" Ikuto asked me.

"I think so," I replied.

"Let's get Nagihiko's necklace to Rima!" Amu cheered.

"I still can't believe you're calling that a necklace," Ikuto said with a snicker. Amu and I both sweat-dropped. It's like we were expecting anything else anyway.

"I just want to get this done and over with," I grumbled. Then I noticed it was getting dark out.

"Wait till tomorrow," Ikuto advised. "She'll probably have improved her 'killer security system' today and maybe she'll take it down later."

"Ah. Good idea," I said I inwardly groaned at the long walk home.

"I'm going to be so late!" Amu suddenly shrieked. I jumped and Ikuto grinned.

"Don't worry Amu, I won't let you be late," he promised. Amu's lips formed into a O shape and just before she could scream 'no' Ikuto scooped her up bridal style and bounded away.

"That was fast," I muttered to myself and made my looooooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnggggggggggggg way home, begging for tomorrow to not come. Then it hit me: Ikuto and Amu didn't have to be around for me to do this. I grimaced.

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. Nope. I can't do this…I CAN DO THIS! …Maybe.

My thoughts jumbled around my mind, every few seconds, one would explode like a display of fireworks.

"Love is pain," I growled irritably. Despite it all, I made my way to Rima's house for what seemed like five times too many or quite possibly more.

"Why be in pain when you can have fun?" asked a high pitched voiced from behind me. At that moment three thoughts crossed my mind:

The first was, Why are the charas only showing up with crappy timing?

The second was, Aw crap! Kusukusu is Rima's chara! I'm so screwed.

The third was, I really want ramen right now…

The third was entirely random, but it happens to the best of us sometimes.

"H-h-hey there," I stuttered. It sounds pathetic to be freaked out by someone who is smaller than your face, but when that someone is grinning with an evil smile that could challenge Ikuto's and is the chara of the girl you're trying to impress, it's not so pathetic.

"Why are you hurting yourself when you could be doing this in a fun way?" Kusukusu asked with a little giggle. "Ran told me everything."

Naturally.

"And you have a better idea?" I scoffed. Kusukusu grinned.

"Rima-chan doesn't like jewelry," Kusukusu said.

"Helpful, but it doesn't do me much good," I told her tiredly. The little chara loved games, but I was past the point of exhausted. Kusukusu continued to smile eerily.

"Rima-chan loves funny things, you know," she said slyly.

"So wha—oh!" when I finally realized what Kusukusu was talking about, I felt sick. What she was talking about might work. But it would make being dressed in a knight costume look normal.

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Me: I know I told someone I'd update by Friday, but we had my end-of-the-year eight grade class field trip whatchamacallit to Marine World and then I crashed and my friend's place for a while. But here's my update. And for those of you who are plotting my demise because I didn't finish all of Lulu's genius idea, don't kill me because it's going to be part of the next chapter x.x

Lulu: It better be…

Me: It's important!

Lulu: …OK

Me: Review! Help me hit 100 for the first time in my fanfiction life!

Ikuto: You sound pathetic when you beg like that.

Me: ...