A/N: Hi, everyone! I love you guys, your reviews, and this story! I said that last time, and I repeat it! Okay, be angry with me. I deleted Acting Is Fake. I understand that I have now deletedtwo of my stories, but please don't hate me! I promise that I will not start another story until I finish this one!

----Recap!

"Okay. Repeat after me, I will."

"I will."

"No matter what!"

"No matter what..."

"Have fun tonight and not feel sad!" I finished.

"Have fun and not feel sad," they finished at different times.

"Okay! Operation Girls~slash~Guys night is a go!"

----End Recap~!

"AYA-TAN!" Yaya yelled.

I looked at her. Then I heard Aya.

"Sh."

"But Aya-tan..."

"Shh."

"Mou~! A-ya-taaannn!"

"Shh!"

I sweat-dropped at the sene. Wow. That's child-ish.

"Oiiii, Rima-tan! Aya-tan's ignoring me!"

"Shhhhh!!!!!!!" Aya giggled.

"Okay, you can stop now," I told Aya.

She smiled and nodded. We were making each other do stupid dares.

"Sorry, Yaya-chan!" Aya smiled.

"Humpf~!" Yaya pouted.

"Okay, Rima! T or D?!" Aya asked with her eyes wide leaning forward.

"... Truth..." I said, trying to keep a straight face.

"Have you ever done it?" Aya asked.

"Wha-what?! N-no!!!" I sputtered, blushing. Negi and I just starting going out a few months ago!

"A-ay-tan! Truth or dare?!" Yaya yelled.

"Truth!" Aya snickered. (A/N: CANDY!!!!)

"What's your deepest, darkest secret?" Yaya asked.

"Oh, hold on!"

Aya ran into the bathroom, and we heard something crash. "Damn it!" Aya cursed.

"Aya?" I asked, but there was no answer, just more cursing, and a few more crashes.

When Aya finally came out, I saw someone totally different. She had dark blue eyes, and red hair. And I don't mean that orange hair that people, for some reason, call red. I mean like the crayon red color. And her hair was really short. Not boy short, but not shoulder length, and she had bangs over her right eye.

"Namie?" I asked. Yaya just looked at her, mouth wide open.

"Namie!" I yelled, running up to her. Namie was An old friend of Amu's and mine, in elementary, but she moved.

For some unknown reason, Amu and Namie stopped getting along a few weeks before Namie moved. Yaya liked her, too. So did the others. Kukai always picked on her. She never did like him.....

"I missed you!" I said, hugging Namie.

"Yaya missed Namie-tan, too!" Yaya sobbed, joining the hug.

"I wish we could stay like that forever, but," Namie looked around, "I have to put that discuise back on and get a knife and all of our million glow sticks!"

(A/N: Thank you for the glow stick idea, strawberriesatmidnight13! Okay, I took the glow sticks, and added something.....)

"Huh?" Yaya and I asked, tilting our heads.

Namie giggled her girly giggle again, and ran downstairs, grabbing our hands. (Not in that order!)

She went to the refrigerator and opened the freezer. She took out five cups, filled with glow sticks. (The ones that can be made into necklaces and stuff!) Then she opened a cabinet, and took out a knife.

"Glow stick war!" she declared, taking all of the glow sticks and cutting them in half.

Namie then handed Yaya and I two cups each, and gave herself two cups. "Let the battle...... BEGIN!"

With that, we ran outside, and started to fling the glowy stuff at each other.

---Aya, uh, I mean Namie's P.O.V.

Wow, they took that way better than I thought they would!

We had so much fun with the glow stick war, too! Our hair is even glowing!

"Namie-tan, can we wash off?" Yaya asked.

I nodded. "Good idea, you first!"

It was past midnight. Ami was asleep, the old people were out....

Time to crash.

----

When we were all in our PJs and clean and dry, I told the girls what I thought we should do.

"So, let me get this right," Rima said. "You want us all to sneak in the guys party? It's at Kukai's house, yeah. Ummm, but I got one question."

I nodded. "Shoot!"

"Are you insane?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let's go."

"Yay! Yaya calls shot gun!"

"I call 29mm!"

"Huh?" I asked.

"I thought we were getting guns..." Rima smiled, sleepily.

I laughed. We are....

Insane.