Morg: Heyo! Apparently my diabolical plans to make you all review aren't working…

Ikuto: You honestly thought saying 'review please' would be enough?

Amu: She's a bit on the slow side.

Morg: So I'm going to give you this ridiculously cute and fluffy chapter with the hopes that it'll make you love me enough to review.

Ikuto: She's got to be on drugs.

Amu: Thank the heavens she doesn't own us!

~Killed With Kisses~

Trying on a hundred outfits would not be enough to describe Rima's morning as she was getting ready for her date. All these ridiculously cute clothes that would never be enough to impress the man that was taking her out infuriated the girl to the point of wanting to burn them all. The worst part may have been the fact that Nagihiko had some fashion sense due to the fact that his parents had forced him to wear girly clothing for the first part of his life.

Falling back onto her bed, Rima let out a long sigh before she closed her eyes and pointed randomly to what she might where. That plan had sounded stupid in her head and even dumber when she'd actually carried it out. There was no way she could wear that shirt with those pants. They simply didn't belong together.

The sound of the doorbell ringing through her huge house was too soon for the girl not ready to go on her date. However, she had no choice but to answer the door anyways.

Nagi lifted an eye once he noticed that his partner for his date was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt. "I knew that you didn't want to go, but this is a whole new level of refusal."

Rima rolled her eyes before she grabbed his wrist and dragged him into her house. "I can't find anything to wear. You used to dress like a girl. Help me pick something out."

Nagihiko couldn't stop the smile on his face even if he'd wanted to. "Trying hard to impress me?"

"Shut it cross dresser or I'll give you a reason to never dress like a man again."

Wincing slightly, Nagi had to admit that Rima could be quite creative. "Alright, just don't make my hand fall off before we get to your room."

Blushing slightly, Rima loosened the nervous death grip she'd bestowed upon the man she'd been dragging behind her. "Right, here's my room. Start picking."

The moment it took for the awe of the mess of clothing to finally sink in, Rima had already crossed the sea of shirts and skirts to stand near her closet, which to Nagi's amazement, had just as many clothes still in it. "R-Rima, how is this even possible?"

The short blonde just shrugged. "I didn't say you had to clean it up. Just help me pick out something to wear."

After shaking off whatever stupor had come over him, Nagihiko began his search for the ultimate outfit that the girl he liked was asking him to find. Digging through layers of clothing, he found a shirt that he thought was extremely cute and would look even better on her. After that he moved onto the closet where he went through racks and racks of bottoms to find the perfect match. Once the outfit was picked out, Nagi was promptly kicked out of the room so Rima could change.

"So, what do you think?"

The seconds that Nagi was silent were only there because Rima took his breath away. She looked amazing in the top and bottoms that he'd found for her. "Perfect, are you ready to go now?"

Nodding, Rima allowed for Nagi to take her hand before they left her house. "Sorry about making us so late."

Never in a million years had he expected to hear those words out of her mouth. "Don't worry; this doesn't mess up our plans in the slightest."

"Like I'd care if it did." Rima winced at her own words before she took a deep breath. "I'm working on it."

That second part left Nagi a little stunned. The girl he'd asked out for the day was quickly becoming the most interesting girl he'd ever met. Like he didn't like her enough already. "Working on what?"

"On not saying mean things to you. We are on a date…"

Definitely interesting. "Rima, I don't mind. Don't feel bad. I know that you're only here because of the bet."

That irked her a little. "Like I would go out with you even if you did win the bet if I didn't want to!"

That put a little hint of blush on both of their faces as they refused to meet each other's eyes. Nagi was never more thankful in his life than when they reached the place he was leading them to. "Here we are!"

"The book store?" Rima couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. She'd expected a date with Nagi to be amazing, but this was a little bit of a letdown. "Why are we at the book store?"

Chuckling, Nagi pushed open the doors and dragged his date inside. "Since we have to fulfill both sides of the bet, I'm simply trying to kill two birds with one stone." He led her over to where the gag manga were shelved and picked out the newest book that she didn't have to a series that he knew she loved. "Here we are. I believe that I have to buy this for you, no?"

Rima lifted an eyebrow. She really wanted that book. "Yes, you do."

Knowing that she really just wanted the book that he held, Nagi grinned. "Good, because you'll need it for the next part of our date."

Rima didn't know what to say to that. In fact, she stayed silent as Nagi paid for the book and then took her hand once more to lead them out of the store and towards the park. He picked a secluded area and sat down against the base of the tree. It wasn't until he patted the ground between his legs did Rima designate a response with words. "What?"

"Sit down, Rima. I'm going to do that killing two birds thing again. While you read the gag manga, I'm going to give you a massage. Just like we agreed."

Still a little skeptic, Rima sat down far enough in front of Nagi that they weren't touching. She was, however, pulled back until her back hit his chest. "What are you doing?"

Nagi chuckled as he leaned forward to place his hands on her shoulders. "Won't be much of a massage if you're so far away."

Thanking whatever higher power had granted that she was facing away from the man now rubbing small circles with the pads of his thumbs into her shoulder blades, Rima felt the rush of blood to her face. Her blush had to be dark since it made her head feel a little dizzy. With slightly trembling hands, she pulled the manga towards her and tried to relax enough to actually read what the words said.

After a while though, she got used to Nagi rubbing her shoulders, back and neck and thus relaxed enough to actually read her new book while sitting in Nagi's lap. The initial embarrassment quickly disappeared, leaving Rima with just contentment as she giggled at all the right places in her book.

At first, Nagi had concentrated on the fact that the girl he adored was in his lap, but after the sixth time that she'd shown him her book so that he'd know what she was laughing about, Nagi decided to just read along with her. Rima made sure that he was ready before she'd turn the page. Soon enough her giggles turned into them full out laughing as they read through the gag manga together.

Rima had to admit that Nagi had the right kind of sense of humor. He knew when to laugh or when a joke slightly missed its mark. She respected him for that completely. A sad feeling entered her mind as she closed the book. Usually she did read them in one sitting, but never before had she had so much fun. "Well, thanks for ruining that for me."

The puzzled look on his face only made her giggle a little. "What do you mean?"

"Oh don't look so broken. I meant that now I'll never have as much fun reading these on my own."

Suddenly the fact that she was resting back against his chest with his arms around her became all too apparent for both Rima and Nagi. They lightly blushed before Nagi cleared his throat. "I suppose I'll just have to read them with you from now on."

Rima didn't know what to say to that. Her blush, however, darkened considerably at the thought of being in his arms again. "I'll be holding you to that."

Not knowing what to say, a silence fell over them once again until a light gurgling noise could be heard. "I suppose that means that it's time for supper."

Rima rolled her eyes before pushing herself out of the warmth that was Nagi's embrace. She would never admit to the fact that she quite enjoyed spending the afternoon in his arms. Not to anyone for any reason. "I guess so. Is this also going to be a two birds thing? Are you going to serve me or something?"

Nagi couldn't help but chuckle at that. "I wasn't planning on it, but the only way you'll ever know for sure is if you come with me."

Rima stared at the hand that he offered to her for only a second before she timidly placed hers in his. "Whatever."

The smile on his face would probably never disappear while he was in her company and Nagihiko quite liked that thought. He led her to a restaurant, one of the only ones in town, and even ordered for her what he thought she'd enjoy the most from the menu.

Rima had to admit that so far the date was going rather well and that she hadn't messed it up with her big mouth too bad. At least not yet. The fact that she had to make it through dinner weighed heavily on her mind though. Out of her nervousness, she didn't hear what he said to her the first time. "Huh?"

With a concerned look in his eyes, Nagi kept his smile in place as he asked again. "I said are you okay? You got quiet all of a sudden."

The words came to her mind and began to bubble up in her throat before Rima could actually stop them. They came out in a jumbled mess as she did her best to make sure he wouldn't actually hear what she said. "Wish you would be."

The coughing sort of fit that suddenly came over his partner had Nagi slightly worried. Something was definitely up with the girl. "Hey Rima, do you know why I asked you out on a date as part of the bet."

"Because you like to be tortured."

Laughing, Nagi leaned forward while shaking his head. "This isn't torture for me at all. It's because I like you. I like your snappy comebacks and the way you say what's on your mind. I don't know if you've never noticed, but I don't get offended by what you say to me."

"That's only because I'm not being mean enough."

That response only earned a rather large smile from the man across from her. "The meanest thing you could say to me would be that you hate me. Everything else is nothing compared to that."

"Why would that be?" She truly was puzzled by this. Why in the world would Nagihiko care if she hated him? "It's not like you've ever done anything to make me hate you, so I guess you're in the clear."

Reaching across the table, Nagi took one of her small hands in his. "I'm glad that you said that. And I would dislike it because you are the one person that is precious to me to the point where I don't think I'd be able to stand it if you did hate me."

Once again, red was the dominate coloring of her face. Rima couldn't believe what she'd just heard. "I don't think you're too bad yourself."

Knowing that that was the best he was going to get out of her for now, Nagi released her hand just as their food came. "I'm looking forward to being your servant for the three days you decide, Rima."

Her fork paused halfway to her mouth as her eyes slightly narrowed. "Why?"

Grinning with a totally different meaning behind the look, Nagi leaned forward as if it were a secret. "I get to spend three days with you and nothing you can say will make me leave you side, master."

His words shouldn't have sent a shiver down her spine. They shouldn't have made goose bumps rise up on her flesh. Because if they did then that meant that she liked him. Rima couldn't help it though, as those tiny shivers raced through her or as those bumps rose up on her skin. The promise of being her slave was almost too much for her to bear. Instead she fixed her eyes on her plate and concentrated on what he'd ordered her for dinner.

The walk back to her house was silent except for the occasional comment that Nagi made about something or another. He didn't mind walking in silence so much but he could tell that Rima was more and more nervous as they approached her house. "Rima, was it okay for me to take you out today?"

That question almost made Rima stop in her tracks. "Yeah, why?"

"You look like you're dreading going home."

So she'd been found out. "That's what I get for being obvious. You're right. I don't want to go home."

"Why not?"

Rima sighed before she turned to face Nagi on her doorstep. "This house is empty except for me. I just don't like it."

Leaning in, Nagi placed a light kiss on her lips. "When I come over to serve you, you won't be alone."

"Like I want you here!"

The blush on her cheek spoke volumes to the graceful boy as he stepped away from the door and the girl he'd just kissed. "Good night, Rima."

Halting in her rush to open the door and disappear, Rima glanced back to give the boy on her doorstep one last smile. "Don't die on the way home."

His laughter was heard even after the door was shut.

XXX

Amu smiled as Nagi went on his way through the night. Neither one had been aware of her presence throughout their date, but Amu had just been too curious as to what normal humans did for dates. Not that she'd ever end up on a date herself. She had only wanted to know. Good thing she was great at pretending because something just told her that Rima was going to want to tell her all about it after Amu managed to get her to open up the next day.

Happy for her friends, Amu tuned and went home without noticing that a different set of eyes had been on her throughout the day.

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Morg: So I added in a little bit of creepiness at the end. This story is supposed to be creepy.

Ikuto: You've done a nice job.

Amu: I'll say.

Morg: So I haven't had any guess for a while as to who the other nonhuman is. Tadase or Ikuto.

Ikuto: Your point? This is Amuto; I'll end up with Amu anyways.

Amu: As much as I hate that fact, he is right.

Morg: Amuto does not mean that you two will end up together.

Ikuto: What!

Amu: Really! Ah in that case! Review!