Eh...is it just me or does this title sound kinda...dirty? -_- It's alright, all younger readers, this is definitely rated T. Don't mind the title. I couldn't think of a non-dirty title and I'm too lazy so...sigh

I'm starting to get Writer's Block. *audience gasps* Yes, I'm very sorry. This chapter was alright to write, but the ending is rather...forceful, in my opinion. I terribly apologize if you don't like it. I'll try getting those writing inspirations churning again and think of how to continue writing. Don't worry, I won't discontinue this one. I rather like it. I'm at LEAST writing till the Christmas Ball.


Chapter 6: What Happened Last Night

Flashback—

(Nagihiko's POV)

Rima held onto my hand tightly. I never knew that she was afraid of horror movies, just like Amu! I looked at the movie, bored, to be truthful. I'd watched the movie before, so I didn't find it revolting or scary the least.

"Mmm…Onii-chan, good night…" Nadeshiko said groggily, standing up and stumbling to her room. I smiled and said, "Good night." back to her, turning my attention back to the movie.

It soon drew to an end. I was about to stand up to go turn off the DVD player and TV so I could go sleep when I realized that Rima was still holding on to my arm.

"Um…Rima-chan?" I asked hesitantly. She didn't respond. I slightly moved my hand, trying to get out of her grasp, but all she did was slightly stir in her sleep and grasp onto me tighter.

Dang, what was I supposed to do?

"Nagihiko? You still haven't slept?" My Chara, Temari, floated over in her pink kimono. I smiled weakly.

"The movie just ended and I can't get anywhere cause Rima's still hugging onto my arm." Nagihiko said. Temari giggled.

"Rima-chan looks so cute when she sleeps!" Temari said, floating over and brushing some of Rima's gold locks off her face. I blushed at her angelic feature.

"Temari? Any ideas?" I asked my Chara, hoping she could think of something. Temari frowned. She helped float over to turn off the DVD player and TV, though she didn't seem to think up of any idea for Rima.

"Well…you could give her something else to hold onto." Temari suggested. I nodded, agreeing, and Temari carried over a teddy bear for me. I slipped it in between Rima and I, so she hugged on the teddy bear and I carefully slipped my arm out.

"Thanks Temari." Temari smiled good-naturedly. I then frowned. I had to carry her up to her room. At least no one would see…besides Temari…

"Nagihiko! Bring her up to her room!" Temari said. I sighed and scooped her up in my arms, though carefully putting her back down.

"What's wrong, Nagihiko?" Temari asked caringly. I looked at her.

"Rima-chan's sweated a lot. I never knew she was so scared of the movie. Will she catch a cold or something?" I asked. Temari frowned.

"Nagihiko, you need to get her into her PJs then." Temari said. I gaped at her.

"Are you kidding? She's gonna blame me for stripping her tomorrow!" I blurted out, trying to keep my voice down so Rima wouldn't wake up. Temari smiled.

"But do you want her to catch a cold?" Temari asked. I grumbled a bit and obliged. Temari helped me to go upstairs and get Rima's bag. I flipped through her bag and found a silky garment that was rather…revealing for Rima's tastes.

"Um…are you sure this is Rima's?" I questioned. Temari frowned.

"I took the only bag that was next to the empty futon." Temari claimed. It was my turn to frown.

"Fine." I said. I carefully undid her tie and placed it on the side. Then, I closed my eyes and took off her white collared shirt and skirt, hurriedly putting on her dress. I opened my eyes but was still slightly disturbed by the sight. Her…bra was completely visible through the garment.

"Finally." I said, averting my gaze from her. Temari giggled and I sighed. Suddenly, I felt something on my arms…again.

Rima had abandoned the bear and clutched onto my arm again. Great. I grabbed the teddy bear and tried to slip out, but she didn't give the same response. She remained latched to me, and I felt guilty for waking her up from her sleep.

"Temari?" I asked her. Temari put her kimono sleeve in front of her mouth, muffling a giggle.

"You'll have to sleep with her then." Temari said. I could not gape anymore.

"Temari! You know that Rima's gonna kill me tomorrow if that happens!" I hissed. Temari smiled.

"Then what do you wanna do? How about this: I'll wake you up early tomorrow, alright?" Temari said. I nodded, agreeing with the idea. I managed to carry her while she remained latched to my arm and I went to sleep in my own room. I pulled the covers over us, but Rima still trembled. I sighed and hugged Rima, with my hands wrapped around her wrist. She stirred a bit but stopped trembling and a small smile flitted on her face. Mentally, I prayed Temari would wake me up early.

End of Flashback—

(Rima's POV)

"Well, basically, you fell asleep latched on my arm and you wouldn't let go so I carried you here and we slept…together." He whispered the last word, yet I could here it very clearly.

"WHAT?" I screeched. He shot me a don't-wake-up-the-others look and I glared but slightly nodded.

"Fine. Then why am I in…in such a slutty dress?" I demanded. Nagihiko looked at me and gulped.

"Um…you sweated a lot during the movie, and I was afraid that you'd catch a cold so I switched your clothes…" he winced, ready for the outburst. That came.

"WHAT?" I exclaimed, not caring about waking others up. Another keep-quiet look was shot my way and I sighed tiredly.

"Fine. I'll let that go too. Why this though? Couldn't you have chosen something more…covering?" I asked. Nagihiko looked at me weirdly.

"Huh? Wasn't that your PJs?" Nagihiko asked. This time, I looked at him weirdly.

"Do you think I have such a revealing PJ in winter?" I asked. I trembled a bit, slightly missing Nagihiko's warmth in the—

WAIT. WHAT AM I THINKING? THAT STUPID CROSS-DRESSER COULD'VE RAPED ME FOR ALL I KNEW.

"Sorry about that. Temari said she found it next to the empty futon." Nagihiko said. He went over to his closet and flipped around for something to wear.

"D—did we do anything?" I asked in a whisper. He continued flipping through his closet.

"Hmm? Did you say something, Rima-chan?" he asked. I blushed furiously and spoke up. Yes, I spoke up.

"I said, did we DO ANYTHING LAST NIGHT?" I asked, a full blush spread across my face. Nagihiko dropped the t-shirt he was holding and turned around. Suddenly, he burst out laughing.

"W—what's so funny?" I demanded. Nagihiko chuckled a bit more and stopped, walking over and ruffling up my hair kind of like what Kukai used to do.

"Silly Rima-chan. Do you really think I'd take advantage of you?" Nagihiko said. I looked in his eyes, and they spoke of honesty, sincerity, and devoid of deceit and lies. I sighed, unsure how to respond. I mean, the way he said the whole thing made it seem like it was my fault he had to sleep with me, not his fault I had to spend the night with him. I was the one who wouldn't let go of him (cause I was totally freaked out by the movie, no other reason), and I was the one who sweated so much so he, being the caring one (sarcasm, please), switched my clothes. I mumbled some incoherent words under my breath and sighed.

"Fine." I said, turning around to walk out of his room and back into my room. "No one will know of this, alright?" I said harshly. He chuckled and complied with my demands. I don't know why, but I trusted him. He wasn't the lying type or gossiping type, after all.

I opened the room's door and took one step out of the room. I had to say that thing, I had to!

"Thanks." I finally said. I then hurriedly walked out, took off the sweatshirt, threw it in the room and closed the door behind me. That was so close. SO close. I can't believe I just thanked cross-dresser! I walked around the house, maneuvering through the halls, and luckily got back to the room before anyone woke up. I took the empty futon and pretended to go to sleep, though my brain was racing with thoughts.

That was just so embarrassing. I mean, Nagihiko switched my clothes? AND HE FRICKIN SLEPT WITH ME. Eew, that sounded wrong. But it was really warm under the covers…and I liked it how he was hug—WHAT IN THE WORLD AM I THINKING? I hate Nagihiko. Yes, I hate cross-dressing Fujisaki Nagihiko.

But why did the sentence seem kind of…weird? Ah well. Some time amidst my thoughts, I fell into a slumber.


"RIMA-CHII!" Yaya exclaimed, waking me up from my sleep. I opened my eyes and got used to the light, looking from Yaya, to Amu, to Utau, whose heads were floating above me.

"Hmm?" I asked, closing my eyes for some more sleep. I was just about to relax when suddenly, Utau woke me up. She pulled my covers off.

"Mashiro Rima. Explain why you're in my futon and wearing my PJs." Utau said seriously. I moaned, my source of warmth gone, but glared at her.

"Sheesh. That's because—" I then remembered the truth, and definitely could NOT tell them. I quickly searched for a lie.

"Last night I was too sleepy so I just stumbled into the room and grabbed the closest bag and wore the PJs and fell asleep without realizing it." I lied. Everyone looked at me, but Utau seemed to shrug it off.

"Whatever. I think Kukai carried me onto your futon, so it's alright. But could you take it off now?" she asked. I nodded and blushed, since it was really…revealing. Us four girls switched our clothes. I got on a pale pink sweatshirt, a fuzzy peach colored scarf, a pink skirt, thick black leggings, and a pair of long socks, putting my hair into a small side ponytail with a pink puffball hair band. Yaya, Utau, and Amu got their clothes on, too, and they (including Amu, after much convincing) put on some make up, at which I refused. I did not do make up.

We finally got out of the room and found the boys at the kitchen table already munching on their food. The usual 'you're so slow' and 'no we're not' ensued, along with a few blushes, a few giggles, a few glares, a few laughs, a few sighs, a few sweat-dropping, and one kick in the shin (by yours truly. To whom, guess?)

"Alright. Is everyone ready?" Tadase asked no one in particular. The Charas were staying home, unwilling to leave the house into the cold winter day. We all nodded and went to get our coats, as I put on my pink fuzzy coat. Slipping on my boots covering my ankles, the 10 of us set out of Nagihiko's warm house and out into the cold winter day. Luckily it wasn't snowing today.

"Alright. We'll be taking cabs. I've already told 3 to come over. They'll be here in about 5 minutes. Since there's ten people, there will be three people in each cab with one cab with four. Does anyone mind me picking the groups?" Tadase asked. Amu raised her hand. "No, but don't put me with Ikuto!" she exclaimed. Ikuto snickered and grabbed Amu's waist from behind her, placing his head next to her ear. "Awh Amu, thinking of dirty thoughts? There isn't much we can do in a car, especially with someone else in there, but if we use the bed instead—" Here, Amu knocked him firmly in his abdomen with her elbow as she blushed a deep scarlet, and Ikuto winced in pain. "Ow…" Everyone else sweat-dropped at the familiar scene: Ikuto harassing, Amu blushing, and eventually Ikuto in pain.

"Um…so no one minds besides Amu-chan?" Tadase asked hesitantly. We all nodded. "Alright then. I'll try to put you with your partners so it's more convenient." In the end, Cab 1 was Amu, Nadeshiko, and Utau, Cab 2 was Kairi, Yaya, and Ikuto, and the last cab was me, Nagihiko, Kukai, and Tadase. Soon enough, three yellow cabs drove down the driveway and stopped in front of the household's door. We each got into our cabs and successfully arrived at the mall. We met up at the large Christmas tree placed smack middle in front of the mall's entrance.

"Alright." Tadase said, rubbing his arms with his hands to try to get some warmth. "You'll have till 12:00 to buy your supplies. Then, we'll meet up at 12:30 at the lobby in the mall to have lunch. Afterwards, you can continue to shop or just hang around if you're done, but stay with your partner the whole time. Recently, there's been a purse-snatcher on the news, so be careful." Tadase warned. We all nodded, starting to drift off into groups with our partners.

"Well, Rima-chan?" Nagihiko asked, facing my direction as he walked over. "Should we go buy the supplies?" I nodded, figuring that was the whole purpose of this trip anyways.

The mall was really big. We leisurely took our time, going from store to store, stocking up on bags and bags of green and red streamers, Christmas ornaments, balloons that WEREN'T of a Santa Clause shape, etc. etc. Finally, I handed Nagihiko another bag, slipping my wallet back into my purse.

"Rima-chan…are you done?" Nagihiko asked in a weak voice. I had to control myself to not burst out laughing at the sight of Nagihiko attempting to carry 10 big fat bags at once. I mean, he's a basketball player so he's fit and healthy and all that, but his conditioning training can't possibly compare to a girl's shopping spree, even if it's not clothes.

"Just wait when we're shopping for clothes. Oh, you'll learn the terrors." I said, mentally inserting in a scene of me laughing evilly. Nagihiko's face immediately paled up.

"No need. I've heard of the worst from Kukai." Finally, I couldn't control myself and laughed. Utau was the shopaholic and fashionista, most concerned of staying 'in' compared to us. It was rather easy to imagine Kukai getting tortured by her.

Nagihiko gave me a smile. "So…where are we going now?" he asked as I looked idly at a big map on the mall's wall. Slightly adjusting my purse's strap on my shoulder, I gazed at the enormous picture, when someone suddenly crashed into me from the side.

"Hey, what was that fo—HEY! HELP! THIEF!" I exclaimed, realizing he had taken off with my purse. But by the time I'd realized, he was already running off. We were at the back building, so even though people heard, there weren't many, so they couldn't do much to help. I turned to look at Nagihiko, who was trying to run while carrying all the bags. I sighed helplessly. "Go give the bags to that guard there." I told him. He turned towards where I was pointing and obliged, handing him the bags and explaining the situation. He nodded as Nagihiko quickly rushed back without the heavy bags. "Let's go." I said, as we dashed off after the thief. I had stocked up just for today!

Turning around corners and turns all behind a STAFF ONLY door, we always managed to see the thief right before he dashed around a corner. Finally, we entered a large door, leading to a warehouse, full of boxes on each sides. The thief was standing in front of us, enshrouded in the darkness.

"You're trapped. Give us the purse back." Nagihiko said calmly, slowly taking a step approaching the thief, whose face was enshrouded in the darkness. The thief hesitantly took a step back, until his back was to the wall. Nagihiko took another step, as the thief further pushed himself onto the wall. At a close enough distance, Nagihiko dashed forward a couple of steps and lunged at the thief, knocking him to the ground.

"Stop where you are!" a voice exclaimed from behind us as the lights of the warehouse flickered on. I turned around, seeing three guards holding up flashlights, pointing them at Nagihiko and the thief who were on the ground that were fighting, though pausing to look at the invasion. "It's that kid!" the guard Nagihiko had talked to earlier back exclaimed excitedly, pointing at Nagihiko. "He's the one who told me about the situation! The other one is the purse-stealer!" he exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at the man on the floor. Dejectedly, the purse-stealer sighed and came out of the shadows. He was a young man of his twenties, with short neat black hair and a pair of dark brown eyes. He sighed, spat on the ground, and struggled to release himself from Nagihiko's firm grasp. The guards walked over and handcuffed the thief, as he muttered some incoherent curses. Though, rather loudly, he said, "Curse that long haired boy and his dumb blonde girlfriend."

"HEY!" I exclaimed in defense. I wasn't a dumb blonde! Nor was I Na—Nagihiko's girlfriend! Why did I mentally stutter that? Ah well, probably cause I'm SO ANGRY at that stupid thief. I quickly checked my purse if anything was missing. Opening my wallet, a piece of paper definitely not belonging to me floated to the ground.

Careful of what you see, what you do, and what you learn. Certainly Death can't be on that list?


T-T I don't really like this chapter, to be honest. Besides the flashback. Whee~~ I'm not sure if you can sweat so much that you can catch a cold though...maybe not, but I couldn't think of anything else so...*shrugs shoulders innocently*

By the way, the flashback was only Nagihiko remembering. It doesn't mean Nagihiko told Rima. Understand? Hopefully you do. :)

Alright! I'm gonna go do some other freewriting to get those creative juices churning. By the way, if you've read my story Whispers of the Wind, I'm sorry but I'm not continuing it. I feel like the reviews weren't really clear on if you wanted it to continue or not. So I'll just leave it as a one-shot. You can read it if you want. Angsty in a way. Hope you'll like it if you read it! Thanks for supporters of that one-shot though!

~~*Hope-chan*~~

(PS: Do you guys want my Author's Notes in the beginning and end of each of my chapters to be conversing with the characters? I noticed a lot of people do that. Something like this:

Hope-chan: Hey everyone! It's me, Hope-chan~~

Rima: Yeah, we already knew that.

Nagihiko: Rima-chan, don't be so mean.

Rima: *glares*

Nagihiko: *seems slightly scared*

Hope-chan: *sweatdrops*

Something like that? If you want to, I'll do that. It is funny in a way. So, tell me if you want. Though that's rather off-topic. :) )