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

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---The Next Day, Before School---

Nagi showed up to school with his whole right arm still bandaged.

"Nagi!" Yaya gasped. "Your arm!"

"I know," Nagihiko rolled his eyes.

Amu got a closer look. "What happened? Are you all right?" Nagihiko looked at me, signaling the should-I-tell-or-not question.

"It looks bad," I said. That told him a 'no'.

"Well," he tried to think up of some reasonable explanation. "I was careless and I burnt my arm with boiling water." Wow, was this kinda stuff as simple as he makes it? It was the truth, but he made it sound so casual and normal.

"Oh," Amu said. "well how long do you need to keep it on?"

"Just a few days," Thank God. "as long as I apply this ointment to my arm three times a day," he made a face.

Curious, Yaya asked, "What's in it?" Nagihiko grew silent.

"I'd rather not say,"

The big mystery...

------------------P.E. Class-----------------------

The coach blew his whistle. "Okay classes! Today, girls play basketball and boys will run the track," Basketball? Whoopee. "now get into teams girls!"

We quickly assembled into straight lines of five. Luckily, Amu was on my team. With her, I wouldn't have to do any of the work. The game started. As expected, Amu grabbed the ball and dribbled it like a pro after chara changing with Ran. (Cheater. :P ) Kusukusu floated by my shoulder.

"Looks fun Rima-chan! Let's play our best!" she cheered. Yeah right. I simply sat down on the concrete and watched my poor teammates run back and forth. Amazing how people like sports so much. You just chase a ball or birdie back and forth. What fun was that? I yawned. Some tea would be good right now.

I sat there for a while till the ball hit me on the head. "Ow!" I clutched my noggin. (i just always wanted to use that word o.o)

"Rima!" Amu cried. "Stand up and dribble it! We have a free throw now,"

"No,"

"Come on! Rima-chan hasn't been doing anything the whole game," Ran cheered. Grumbling, I attempted to dribble the ball (poorly, I might add). Those girls made it look so easy! Hmm... the free throw line? "Over there!" Ran pointed out. No way.

The hoop looked like forever from there. "It's too far," I complained.

"Fine," a girl on the other team said. "we'll let you shoot from anywhere since you're so short."

*sigh* The disadvantages of being vertically challenged. I walked up really close to the net. "Do your best Rima!" Kusukusu cheered.

"You can do it! Go for it Rima!" my team members shouted. I took a breath. "You can do this Rima!" I thought to myself. Hell, who was I kidding? I tossed the ball up. It hit the rim of the hoop.

Then it bounced back down to my head. Ugh. Not my day. Ouch. I rubbed my head, exaggerating the pain. "You see?" I calmly turned around. "I can't do it. Next time, send someone else." I sat back down on the ground on the edge of the half court line. Boring.

"Nice try Rima," Kusukusu tried to console me.

"Whatever," I said coolly. I bit my lip. Truthfully, I was mad about it. Why could all those girls make dribbling so easy? I know I'm not strong or fast but argh. I get so frustrated! Secretly, of course. I sighed. It didn't matter anyway; we were still winning.

-------------------------After School------------------------------

I walked to the Royal Garden alone. "Hey Rima, wait up!" Nagihiko called from behind. I spun around and waited till he caught up.

"Teehee, Rima never waited for Nagi before,"

"Shutup Kusukusu," I whispered. Then I looked up to Nagihiko. "what do you want?"

"I saw you "playing" today," he said. "You look like you need some help."

"I don't want your help," I snapped. I turned away to hide my red face. He saw that?! Embarrassing.

"Be a bit more honest with yourself," he said. "I knew you were upset about missing that free throw." Shoot! How could he see right through me? "I can help you," he offered again. "if you ever change your mind then just tell me okay?" he gave a sweet smile.

"Sure," I sarcastically said. I picked up my pace. This time, Nagihiko didn't bother to catch up.

---Guardians Meeting---

"The school headmaster wants us to organize the sixth grade dance. We have about a month to plan it," Tadase announced.

"A Dance?! Eh, so soon?! Hooray dance!" Yaya exclaimed. "Wait, but why didn't Kukai's year have it?"

Tadase explained. "This year we had extra cash, and I'm sorry Yaya but it's only for sixth graders." Yaya pouted.

Suu spoke up. "Dancing is fun! Amu, you should think about what to wear desu!~"

"W-what?!" Amu shouted. "It's too early, and I can't dance!"

"What are you talking about Amu-chi? Remember when you went to watch my ballet class and the teacher wanted you to try it?"

"I was chara-changing with Ran so that doesn't count!"

It was Ran's turn to pout. "What do you mean chara-changes don't count?"

Nagihiko giggled. "I remember Nadeshiko saying that you weren't bad at dancing." Oh great. I forgot that Nadeshiko was still alive in Amu's imagination.

"She told you that?!"

Tadase spoke up. "Amu-chan, you dance?"

"W-what's that Tadase-kun?" Okay, the fluff is kinda making me sick. I nearly choked on my tea.

"If you can then will you save me a dance then?"

"O-of course!"

And on cue, Yaya started teasing them. "Ooh, aren't we in a mood today?"

"You two should keep this more private or might as well scream it out to the whole world," I said.

"Rima!" Hehe. No wonder why Tsukiyomi Ikuto loves teasing Amu. It's so fun! Amu tried to defend herself by acting all cool and spicy again. "Well it's a DANCE so that's what you're supposed to do. Who will you be dancing with Rima?" Okay, this wasn't fun anymore. I twitched a bit and restrained every nerve in my eyes from sneaking a glance at Nagihiko.

"Probably no one of course. Who do you expect me to dance with? Fanboys?" Icy sarcasm lined my voice.

Yaya giggled. "Rima-tan can dance with Yaya like at the Music Festival if no one else will!" Yaya gave a cheeky grin. "This time we can do the macarena!" *Cringe* I feel like spazzing out. The macarena with Yaya? *spazz* "Oi Rima-tan! Yaya was just kidding!" she laughed. "If you're not dancing with me then," she pointed her finger out and looked for Nagi. "Nagi! Cuz Nagihiko can dance right?"

He laughed. "Yes I can Yaya," Then he turned to me."I could teach you how to dance too," L-O-L (not!)

"You're pushing it," I huffed. He sweatdropped.

Tadase nervously chuckled. "Back to the topic, so for the sixth grade dance we'll have to have some ideas. What do you suggest for entertainment?"

"We could get Utau on for next to nothing!" Amu suggested. Hey, that's a great idea.

Tadase had an uneasy look on his face. "I don't know Amu. We personally know Utau and all, but she won't give in to us with a just bit of begging and cash,"

"It's okay, I'll work it out," Mr. Heroic Nagihiko volunteered.

"Great then! Thanks Nagi!" Amu clapped her hands. "So what's next Tadase-kun?"

"Well..."

Whatever it was, I wasn't listening that closely. Ugh, I feel so guilty of saying this! But two things were on my mind. 1. What I'll wear for the dance and 2. Thinking about Nagihiko's offer.

------------After School--------

Kusukusu sighed. "Ahh! What a tiring day, ne Rima?" I nodded and looked up at the sun-setting sky.

"Hey wait," I shyly called out. Naghiko turned around. The rest of the Guardians went their separate ways home so it was just us."I was thinking about..." I suddenly found myself trailing off. What the heck!? since when did I trail off like Nagihiko? Not that he trailed off a lot but... ARGH!

Nagihiko is a bad influence.

"Of course I'll help you." He answered before I could regain my words. "Are you available after school tomorrow?"

"But we have the Guardians Meeting,"

"Amu, Tadase, and Yaya decided to go shopping tomorrow to get ideas for the food that we'll serve at the dance. Were you not listening?" Kusukusu giggled. I rolled eyes. Kusukusu listened at the meeting more than I did? I think being 'in like' made me more airheaded. GASP! Is this why Amu was such an airhead under that 'cool and spicy' act?! So this is why they say not to fall in love so young! (haha yes Rima, xD )

"That's right Kusukusu," Nagi said, going all teacher-like. "They won't really need our input for that. Besides, they have Yaya to test out the sweets. I'll tell Tadase that we'll stay behind to water the flowers and everything."

"But that doesn't take a long time," I said.

"Exactly. Good thing Tadase likes to believe in everything we tell him," he winked.

"Sounds like a plan," I said. "and how's your arm?"

"Aww..." he smiled. "I didn't think you'd care,"

Way to ruin a nice moment between us Purplehead! I pinkened. Normally I would've growled at him, but this time I didn't. Someone please tell me what was happening?

"See you tomorrow then," I said in my normal passive voice. He nodded and I walked off.

Kusukusu giggled. "Rima's on a date with Nagi? A basketball date too!"

"It's not a date," I denied. "and I don't like sports."

"Heehee! Then don't try to trip and fall on him or anything!"

I snapped at her. "I WOULD NOT PURPOSELY TRY TO TRIP ON HIM!"

"Kusukusu was just kidding!" she sniffed.

"Okay," I apologized for being so harsh. "enough of this talk. Let's just go home."

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----Friday, After school----

"Class dismissed!" Nikaidou-sensei gave a cheeky grin and opened the door. Amu and I walked out together. "Oh Fridays!" Amu happily sighed. "I can't wait to try out the sweets, can you Rima?"

"I'm not going," I muttered softly.

"Not going? Why?" I told her I was busy staying behind and doing some errands. "Oh okay," she nodded.

Then Tadase walked next to me. "You sure you want to miss out on this? You can always-"

I interrupted him. "I'd rather not," I didn't really want him to mention Nagihiko was staying behind too so the sooner those lovebirds are out the better.

"How dare you commoner interrupt a king?!" Kiseki fumed.

I yawned. "Boring, well see you later Amu." I walked off to the dreaded basketball courts.

----Basketball Courts----

"You finally came," Nagihiko smiled while holding two basketballs, one under each arm. The sky was so blue and a light breeze echoed through the emptiness. His hair started just flowing around like he was in a male model photo shoot or something. Ergh, that sound kinda awkward. I inwardly cringed. And just so you know, Kusukusu wasn't there; she didn't want to miss out on taste testing. Nagihiko threw me a basketball. I made no attempt to catch it. It hit me on the knee and rolled down. Nagihiko sweatdropped. "Um.. you're supposed to pick it up Rima,"

"Like I didn't already know," I leaned over and picked it up. "So what do I do first?"

"Dribble it of course. It's the most basic thing in basketball. Let's see what you've got," I tried to dribble it. I literally smacked it up and down on the concrete. After the third bounce it gave out. Hmph. Nagihiko giggled at my fustration. "You don't dribble like that Rima."

"Do you enjoy laughing at my mistakes?" I grumbled.

"No, I don't. If I remember correctly, you seem to enjoy laughing at mine," Whatever. "You have to learn to laugh at yourself sometimes right? Isn't that what good comedians do?"

"Good comedians don't laugh insanely at their own jokes; that's lame and it doesn't look good onstage."

"That's not my real point," he sighed. "Here," he started dribbling the other basketball he had. "like this. You see?" I tried again; same results. He walked over to me. "You're dribbling with your palm you see? Try to do it with your fingertips."

"My fingertips?" I looked at him with disbelief.

"Yeah," he said. "Go ahead. Slowly first," I tried it. Oh my gosh, SIX BOUNCES! My new record. Nagihiko kept nodding. "That's right. Much better than three bounces! Keep it close to you, and keep it below your waist." 12..13..14.. The ball dropped again. "It's okay Rima. Instant results here right," he encouraged me. Well, I did over four times better than usual.

"Why am I doing this again?" I groaned to myself. Is basketball really this fun to him? "Why are you so perfect?" I muttered a bit too loudly.

"Perfect? Me?"

"Who else would I be talking to?"

"I'm not perfect,"

"Well maybe but you're so good at everything! You can dance, you play sports, and you're good at everything you do. Why's that?"

"I put my heart into it?" he answered like it was a trick question. I raised a brow. "I guess I look like I do things well because I try," What? "Rima, you don't put your full effort in anything, other than Guardian work and comedy. That's why things are harder for you. Why don't you try?"

"It's my personality," I told him. Duh. "I'd rather not get sweaty or anything. I look terrible when I sweat,"

"Come on, is it just because you don't wanna sweat? Hey look, I was supposedly a girl once too. I know your reason. Maybe it's the sweat, maybe it's just because you always want to be on top. So instead of risking to lose face you try to pass it off as boring and keep your reputation safe." He sighed. "It's always easier for boys to do their best. Winning for us meant getting first place, and if we couldn't then we'd compete our best. After all, winning doesn't come by just standing there." Ugh, he's being sexist now too. Just wonderful. "you know, that's actually a turn off,"

"Great. You're giving me dating advice now too?" An annoyed look came across my face.

Nagihiko laughed. "Whatever way you take it as," he said. "my point is, it's better to try your hardest. You feel better about yourself eventually. Rima, this isn't going to work if you don't put your heart into it. Sports are like comedy; you have to practice. Promise me that you'll try harder at everything you do?" I almost snorted. Now THAT was funny. "Okay okay, then at least just this?"

"Fine," I started dribbling again. He nodded with approval.

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It was all going pretty well. I can decently dribble with my right hand now. Nagihiko said we'd work on the left some other time. "Okay now let's try shooting, the other most basic thing in basketball. Here, stand at the freethrow line."

"It's too far," I complained. He urged me to try anyways. I threw it at the rim and missed by a mile.

"it's okay Rima, try again!" he grinned. Argh. I really did want to try this time. Shoot. Missed.

"Okay forget this!" I cried angrily. I scooped the basketball up with my hands and did an underthrow. (hehe, this actually works quite well for me. xD ) The ball gently curved in the air and made a soft swish in the net. Oh. My. Gosh. "I did it!" I said, throwing my fist in the air. Nagihiko was stunned.

"Is this even legal?" I heard him whisper to himself. Grr... he was spoiling my fun. "Umm.. good job Rima," he clapped uneasily. "but can we try throwing like most regular people do?" I looked at him in skepticism. Seriously? "Here," he demonstrated. "you're shooting with both feet on the ground right now. That gets you nowhere. You can try to push yourself off the ground. You don't have to- well it would help if you jump high."

"Are you making fun of my height?" I put my hands on my hips. You'd think I'd be pretty used to being called short by now but I wasn't gonna take it from Nagihiko Fujisaki. No way. " I know I'm not the tallest person or anything, but that doesn't give you the right to state it out loud." I turned away from him. Odd, I never turn away from people like this.

"That's silly," he said. "In basketball, it's not about your height, even though," he dropped his voice. "it could help sometimes," then he raised it again. "but it depends all on how you play!" Then he grabbed one of my arms and pulled me next to him. I silently gasped. "See?" he whispered. "You've grown quite a bit," I blushed darkly. "Hmm... it was only a few months ago when the top of your head was only at my chin." He chuckled. "Now you're at the top of my eyes," (well in this fic, she is now! xD) Crazy growth spurts. I looked up just a couple of inches. Then I found myself starting at his lips.

*gag gag gag*

"Well come on, throw the ball."

"I don't want to jump," I untangled myself from his grasp and crossed my arms.

"Do it, or I'll make you jump," he threatened me. "and you wouldn't like that," He was serious or joking?! No one was gonna boss me around like that. Determined, I grabbed the ball and bounced it a couple of times. 1..2..3.. I started running up to the hoop. I planted myself on the ground and lifted my arms up.

"I'll make it this time," I thought to myself. I felt myself going higher and higher and aimed for the hoop. What was that phrase basketball players used? Oh right, nothing but net. (Ugh. I'd never thought I'd say that in a million years.) "I did it!" I cried. "I-" I looked down and realized my feet still weren't on the ground. Purplehead was hoisting me up like a ballerina. I screamed. "AAAHHHHH! PUT ME DOWN!" I demanded. Startled, he took a step back and set me back down to Earth-sweet-Earth.

He laughed. I stood there. I felt like I couldn't move; butterflies fluttered throughout my body. "That was fantastic! Are you okay Rima-chan?" he grinned.

"W-why'd you do that?!" I yelled.

"I told you if you wouldn't jump then I'd make you, didn't I?"

"I thought you were joking!"

"I don't joke like that Rima," Argh! "I'm sorry, but that was priceless,"

"What?" I growled.

"The look on your face," I snarled at him. "Okay Rima-chan. I'm sorry for scaring you. If it bugs you so much, let's get back to practicing okay?"

"Just because I'm lightweight does not mean you could just pick me up like that!" I scolded him.

"You'd be surprised," he mumbled. "you were heavier than I thought,"

"Are you calling me fat?"

"No, not that," he smiled. "anyone who calls you fat is crazy. I actually think you're very pretty," He just called me pretty? My heart sped up. Some weird feeling stirred inside me. I was embarrassed. This was creepy. I've been told that a bazillion times. Fanboys, teachers, family, total strangers, you name it. I never reacted like this till now. "Come on Rima-chan," He appeared completely unfazed as if he didn't realize what he just said and how awkward it would've been for any other boy to say it. "let's practice a bit more. This time I guess I'll let you stand closer to the net!" A tiny smile grew on the corner of my mouth.

"Okay," I nodded.

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okay that felt tedious. X.x so much dialogue... so much rushing.... *falls on floor* so I made up for it by merging two would-be chapters together and a very rimahiko moment at the end. xD. :p BTW, this author's end note will be longer than usual. xD so first off: for you amuto lovers: don't worry. (that's all i'll say for now.) I personally don't like choosing either Tadamu or Amuto. I'll say that i'm kinda neutral about the whole thing. So to be fair i'll try to fit some amuto somewhere. (it'll probably be implied of course for those few tadamu lovers out there that don't want to believe they're outnumbered. -__-") lol. anyways, back to rimahiko. :D

ep 85 was interesting enough to keep me occupied with that one minuscule rimahiko moment. :p Rima: I'm in only 4 pictures and he's in 5!? :O

and i don't know if it's just my imagination but *takes deep breath* RIMA STOP CHANGING HEIGHTS DAMNIT! Call me crazy, but for some reason rima occasionally changes in height. sometimes the very top of her head is up to Nagi's chin and then another time she's standing in like the same spot but she suddenly grows until the top of her head reaches his eyes! okay someone tell me cuz i can't be sure. in ep 85 when everyone's waiting for Yua (a very interesting filler character i might add :] ) nagi and rima are standing next to each other right? first, before yua came, the top of her head is at his chin right? then after yua... BANG! instant growth spurt. (crazy hormones. xD) now her head's suddenly at his eyes. O.o

why am I mad? cuz her changing height in the anime makes it hard on my fanfic. i write that she was yaya's (former) height. and now -- 0.o?

:p if no one's also noticed, this happens to Yaya too over the last few eps. but way less. While you're reviewing, can someone please confirm my observations? xD

and yay! i notice more rimahiko fics are getting attention. i was look at some newer ones and i was like "that little words/chapters and that many reviews?! :O it took me forever to reach that number!" finally, rimahiko gets their share of spotlight. ;p

about those basketball tips: yes, they are real. lol. but completely common sense unless you don't know basketball any more than rima does. xD

and what nagi said to rima about doing her best ---- apply it to yourselves please! :D cuz i can't stand people who just stand there on the playing fields/courts! move dammit! and if you don't like kicking the ball or something then block the other players! xP

okay enough ranting and crap. and i promise you that the next chap will have something exciting in the nexxt chappie! ;]

Rima: you can't die yet! The story's not finished! *shakes me violently*

Nagi: erm, well... since Rinrin-chan in half dead on the floor, I'll do the honors. *coughs softly* Review please! :D Who knows? maybe they'll nurse her back to health.

xRinrinx3: *lifts head* Oh! and I already started on the next chap. so it'll be out soon too! :] the next will be be soooo good! I just know you'll love it! :D *dies* X__x

Rima & Nagi: -__-" ^__^"