I don't own Shugo Chara blah blah blah

nor do I own any of the songs/lyrics in this fanfic blah blah blah =]

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----------------Friday, Guardians' Meeting--------------------

I gathered up my things.

"You ready to go?" Nagihiko said in a low voice.

"Yeah, whatever."

Amu looked up. "Eh? Where are you two going?"

Tadase jumped in. "Are you two leaving already? We only started the meeting for twenty minutes!"

Crud. This might get embarrassing. How was I supposed to tell my best friend that I'm going to a culture festival with my WORST ENEMY and make it sound natural or something?

"We have to leave early," Nagihiko answered. He looked at me. His eyes darted towards me "are you going to tell them or not? It's your choice," they asked.

"At the same time?" Yes my nosy friend, at the same time.

"Culture festival," I blurted. Hey, I decided I didn't want to be a big liar like purplehead. "his Mom is going to give me a ride because I got VIP tickets to the comedian shows and he has to tag along to his mom with the dancing performances." Okay, was that too much information?

Yaya 'whispered' to Amu. "Are Nagi and Rima-chi going on a date at a culture festival?!" I stole a glance at Nagihiko. Thank God he didn't seem to have heard!

"Yaya I'm going to kill you,"

"What?!" Yaya cried. That little girl tried denying it! "What did Yaya say?!"

"I heard you. Apologize, NOW."

Kusukusu giggled.

"Yaya's sorry Rima-chi!!! Wahh!"

"You're so harsh with kids," Nagihiko sighed.

"Shutup. Kusukusu, let's go," I walked out of the Royal Garden with Purplehead trailing behind me.

----------At the car----------

"Why hello Mashiro-san," Mrs. Fujisaki said. "I'm so glad you were able to come with us,"

I wanted to be polite. "My pleasure," I wasn't sure whether I was lying or not. Oh no! I'm I starting to become a liar like Mr. Cross dressing Purplehead? Crap. Nagihiko is a very bad influence.

"Hey Rima!" Chunge called from the front passenger seat.

""You're coming too?"

"More like dragged here," she rolled her eyes. "I'm an extra stagehand. Now hurry up and get in the car,"

It was a family van. It wasn't like my mom or dad's cars. I had to step up a bit higher to actually get inside the car. Lucky for me, I slipped. (Did I mention this was sarcasm?) And guess who was just oh so conveniently there to catch me? Even luckier. (NOT!!!)

"Thanks," I muttered. Crap! Why am I getting used to this!!!???

"Careful there shortie," he said.

"I am NOT SHORT,"

"Oh really?"

"Okay, fine. But I'm GROWING."

"Teeheehee!" Yup, Kusukusu again. Oh my gosh, is this happening so predictably that I don't even get surprised anymore?!

"Oh goodness! Mashiro-san, are you alright?" Mrs. Fujisaki kept her voice calm but was obviously freaked out.

"It's just a fall," I said. Now despite this being a van, it was crowded. In fact, the entire car was stuffed with kimonos and props! "Umm... where do I sit?"

"Oh my! How embarrassing!" Mrs. Fujisaki hid half her face with her sleeve. "I completely forgot to organize this more! I'm so sorry Mashiro-san. Will you please find a spot somewhere to sit? The van will be much more empty after we get to the festival."

Unfortunately, the only spot I found was barely enough room to fit two people. Which means I'll have to be sitting next to him. Not my day so far. Is this karma or something?

"Oh my goodness and I forgot about the paper fans! I'm sorry children, I'll have to drive back home to grab them."

"It's okay," we blurted. Wow, I've never seen Nagihiko's mom so stressed.

"Would you like help Mother?" he asked when we got back to his house. Aww.. how sweet. Why couldn't I be that close to my mom?

"No thank you Nagihiko," she hurried off. "Chunge you watch these two while I'm gone,"

"Sure thing Aunt Fujisaki,"

Watch us? What the hell did she think we were gonna do? My face heated as I thought of all the ways someone would've interpreted that sentence. NO WHATEVER YOU'RE THINKING WAS NOT GONNA HAPPEN! Minds these days!

It was getting really hot in that stuffy car. I somehow managed to take my Guardian's cape off.

"Hey I'm gonna play some music okay? Not those old Japanese folk songs of course," Chunge announced. She plugged her mp3 into the van's stereo system. Who knew cars actually had that? I didn't really pay attention to the lyrics at first.

So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
I Said ooh, she fell in love

When I realized what the song lyrics were about I mentally banged my head on a wall. "Umm.. Chunge? Rima doesn't seem to like the song," Thank you purplehead for once! Please tell me he wasn't catching on to this...

What is this feelin' takin' over?
Thinkin' no one could open the door...

"Fine, I'll change it."

Come closer,
Come closer,
And I just can't pull myself away
Under her spell I can't break
I just cant stop,
I just cant stop...

That must've been even worse considering Nagihiko and I were literally squashed together by dancing props and elaborate costumes! We honestly couldn't be any closer! This is embarrassing and it was just a song! "It's just a song Rima, it has no meaning to it." I kep chanting this over and over to myself. "Can you change that one too?" He must be definitely catching on. Oh no, this is t-e-r-r-i-b-l-e.

Wake me up inside,
wake me up inside...

Even though that song had really nothing to do with me and purplehead, I still wanted to change it.

"Why?"

"Uhh... it sounds too sad?"

"Evanescence is NOT EMO! It's for people who like a variety of music," (*message* ahem, anyways...)

"I never said it was. Can you change it anyways?"

I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
and I count the colors in his eyes...

Crud, not again.

And if you ask me if I love him,
I'd lie.

"Umm...can you play another song again?"

She's a backseat driver, a drama provider
An instant update of the world
She's a first class liar, a constant forgetter
She's attractive, but bitter...

Nagihiko laughed.

"What's the funny thing now?"

"Sounds a lot like you Rima," Obviously, this guy has no sense of humor. I gave him a nasty look. "Okay okay, sorry. Chunge, can you switch it to the next song?"

This turned out to be a little game we played for a few minutes. Dang, her mp3 had a lot of different genres. What seemed to be a whole playlist later....

And I hate that I love you so...

"Change,"

"OKAY YOU HAVE NO FREAKIN TASTE IN MUSIC!!!" She had enough.

Ironically, Mrs. Fujisaki was there. "Chunge! Don't make fun of other people's tastes in music,"

"But-"

"Now I'll just get these fans into the car," Great. Even more stuff and less room to breathe. "Chunge, instead, turn on a radio station. I promise you'll get to listen to your music on the ride home. What happened to your earphones?"

"Broken," she sighed as she turned on the radio.

Rottara rottara rottara love!

"Stay on this!" Kusukusu squealed.

"Oh noooo....." Chunge begged. "no no no!"

"Yes." I demanded.

"Come on Nagi, back me up on this one!"

"Uhh.. I'm sorry." he sweatdropped. "two against one and I'm not takng sides."

"Which technically makes it three against one!" Kusukusu grinned.

Chunge silently fumed. "I hate you three,"

"Don't say that," Mrs. Fujisaki said as she turned on the engine. "and stop scowling, you'll get wrinkles on your face..."

-------------Finally, at the Cultural Festival----------------

"We are NEVER listening to that station again!"

"You have no frickin' taste in music," Nagihiko teased. Erg... he sounded weird using slang.

"Shutup!"

"No arguing, let's tell the other stagehands to move all the props."

.

A bit later....

.

It was already 3:50 P.M. (assuming that they get outta school at 2:30)

"Well it's a good thing we have so many stagehands," Mrs. Fujisaki smiled. Chunge grumbled. Mrs. Fujisaki's phone went off.

Haha! Her ringtone is the song "Butterfly" by Aqua! xD (err.. I just had to include that ^__^")

"Hello? Oh yes... oh I'm sorry for the performer.... Yes I think I might have one but I'll have to make sure..."

A man on the other line wailed like a baby (or Yaya. Eithier way works). "YOU'RE OUR LAST HOPE! PLEASE FIND SOMEONE QUICKLY!!" Sheesh, he must've going through twenty boxes of kleenex.

"Yes I will...is that all then? Alright thank you." She hung up.

"Nagihiko," his mom softly called. Her eyes were serious.

"Hai?"

"Come with me to the stage, you're going to be a replacement for another dancer who fell and broke her leg."

"Mother,"

"I'm sorry it was such short notice, but we really need you this time."

"Okay," he sighed. He looked at the ground. He had those eyes again; they were the ones Nadeshiko had in all the pictures. Its actually kinda hurt to see him like that.

"Follow me then. As for you Mashiro-san, you wanted to go see the comedy shows right? They're practicing right now. You should hurry," Mrs. Fujisaki smiled.

"What about me?" Chunge asked.

"We won't need you till about 6:30 so you can look around the festival for a while then you should eat dinner at six."

"Great," I whispered to her. I pulled on her kimono sleeve. "you're coming with me then,"

----Walking to the Comedy Shows-----

"Uhh.. am I in trouble?" Chunge sweatdropped. Kusukusu giggled.

"No, I just wanted you to tell me more about the Fujisaki family's traditions."

"Here we go, bein' all nosy again."

"I am not being nosy, just curious." yeah, it was SO out of character for me to be like this. Since when did I ever start caring for purplehead?! Curse Nagihiko and his puppy dog eyes! "He didn't have a choice to do this did he?"

"The dancing?"

"Yeah, and the crossdressing."

"Well it's tradition and he was a baby. It's not like it was really all his fault that he had to turn into Nadeshiko. Then again, I knew eventually he would lose that dancing dream sometime. Told you he's a people pleaser,"

"But that's not fair! He was basically forced into it then!" I said a bit too loud. Other people started looking at me. One little kid even walked up to me and just stared.

I regained my voice. "What are you looking at?" That little kid then scurried off like a mouse.

"Dreams change," Chunge shrugged like it was no big deal. "they always do. It's just a part of growing up."

"I know my dream won't be changed with Kusukusu," I declared. My chara smiled and gave me a little hug.

"That's right Rima-chan!"

"That's a dream that's harder to change. That dream had to do with the way you act. It's not like a hobby such as dancing."

I realized she was right. "So what do you think his new chara will be like?"

"Who knows? Maybe something more boyish like sports. Hopefully, his chara change won't be like the one with Temari!"

"I thought she was his desire to dance better,"

"Actually, from what I recall, Temari was kinda bipolar."

"Bipolar?"

"Yup! A beautiful and graceful dancer and all under that was a vicious competitive maniac,"

"That's not very nice to say about someone's chara," Kusukusu scolded.

"Eh. Who's here to prove me wrong?" I couldn't argue with that. "Hey look! We're here,"

A backstage door was in front of us with a big security guy blocking us. I could barely even see the door with him standing there!

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ooh. Bala-balance! coughcough.

Finished again! Hooray! testing is almost done and I'm almost brain dead! henceforth this messy chap. x] I notice I prefer dialogue to details. O__o; hehe.

now if I recall, I might've said I will write with more rimahiko in this. stay with me for a chapter or two more ne? ;) I told you I hate rushing things and this might already be rushed enough. (though that's not always a bad thing right? xD quicker plot= more rimahiko fluff)

and ugh! Satelite's giving us cruddy fillers again! ;__; eh. oh well, maybe we'll catch some rimahiko in there. x] although next time I'd like to see a little bit more than accidentally holding hands! (nts: thank Yaya for that :D )

~RnR~! even if the chapter was written while the author was brainfried. ;p xoxo.

Songs used:

Miss Independent - Kelly Clarkson

Closer - Ne-Yo

Bring Me To Life - Evanescene (which are NOT for only emo people! *^o^*)

I'd Lie - Taylor Swift

She's a Lady - Forever the Sickest Kids

And of course: Rottara Love! - Shugo Chara Doki ending (i forgot the artist xD)

btw, some of these songs are actually rimahiko amvs on youtube. check them out! :)