I really didn't expect to get so many reviews! I really thank you guys who reviewed. So here's chapter 2. Like I said, every Wednesday, so I'm gonna try to keep that up while writing out more chapters. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, it was meant to be this way. But i promise that chapter 3, 4, and 5 are longer. Especially chapter 4. That took forever to write. Oh and if anyone gets the death note reference I'll update this story twice as fast (on Sunday). Enjoy!

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Who is Mashiro Rima?

Chapter 2

"You know, Rima? Mashiro Rima, your best friend?" He asked, his voice cracking as he felt panic close in around him.

"Who is Mashiro Rima?"

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Nagihiko's eyes grew in shock as he stared at his pink haired friend.

"W-what?" he stuttered, the bell drowning out his small voice.

"I'm sorry, Nagi, but you can tell me all about this person later." Amu said turning around as the teacher walked in.

Nagihiko could feel his heart beating furiously as Amu's words rung throughout his mind. Everything around him became muffled as he tried to convince himself it was only a joke. It had to be. How could Amu forget Rima when Rima had only been here two days ago.

"Fujisaki!"

Nagihiko's head snapped up as he realized that roll was being called. He raised his hand, as another chance to prove Rima still existed popped into his head. He lifted his head and watched the teacher, waiting for each name.

"Sakura Lawliet?"

"Here."

Nagihiko held his breath, hoping to hear her name. It felt like time stopped for that one moment. The teacher's lips moved in an awkward fashion as Nagihiko watched him.

"Nate Mello?"

"Here."

Nagihiko's chair fell backwards, making a large thumping noise, as he sharply stood up. The teacher's head snapped towards him.

"Fujisaki!" He yelled, "What are you doing?"

Nagihiko stared back, his gaze hard as stone, before sprinting towards the door. The teacher jumped forwards, reacting quickly, and stretched his hand towards Nagihiko's wrist. The teacher's fingers barely grazed Nagihiko as he yanked the door open, sprinting out of the class room. He ran down the hallway and out onto the street. Nagihiko darted his head from side to side before sprinting towards his right.

"Nagihiko!" yelled Rhythm, "Where are we going?"

Nagihiko looked back towards his chara's before turning his head to look strait ahead, not breaking from his sprint.

"I'm going to Rima's." huffed Nagihiko as he made a sharp left.

"There!" he yelled, "It's right at the end of this block."

He ran faster, skidding to a stop as he made to the front of her house.

The house was broken. The paint was a dinged white with pieces either flaking or being pealed off. There was graffiti all over the house and the windows were broken, both most likely done by gangs. The grass lay dead, probably not watered for years, and the door hung on its hinges, squeaking as the wind blew it back and forth.

Nagihiko's heart sunk as he walked forward.

"It's almost like she never existed."