/Nagihiko's POV/

I stood for a minute, catching my breath, then straightened up, smiling, noticing Rima straight away, and for some reason, was glaring at me. What have I done now?

I then looked to Amu, confused, brushing some hair away from my face.

"Is this the friend you wanted me to meet, Amu-chan?"

"Is this the friend you wanted me to meet, Amu?" We both said at the same time. Rima scowled again, and I looked away, embarrassed.

"Oh, well, I guess it's techinically re-meet, but oh well," Amu muttered, and then grinned at us. "Let's go for a parfait or something! I know you like parfaits, Rima," She babbled, "Do you like parfaits, Nagi?" She got cut off by Ikuto jumping off of a tree and landing behind her.

"On a date, just the two of us, Amu." He smirked, and dragged her off somewhere, with Amu yelling in return. I turn to Rima, and smiled again.

"I guess that just leaves you and me. What do you want to do?"

"No shit, Sherlock," She muttered under her breath, and then looked up at me again. "Let's just go and get ice cream," She then gave a huge, fake smile, and said in a sweet, syrupy voice, "You're paying, got that?" I nodded, turning.

"Shall we go then, Milady?" I offered my hand to her, which she ignored, and flushed a light pink.

"Fine. Lead the way, idiotic purplehead,"

I smirked, and began walking, looking over my shoulder. "Aww, Rima-chan is already giving me nicknames. She must l – o – v – e me!~" I sang out, resulting in me getting hit on the arm by Rima, even though it didn't hurt.

"Ew, gross. I'd never love you, idiot. Now hurry up. I'm starving." I felt alittle hurt, but shook my head and watched her walk forward, leving me behind. I'm glad we're getting along for now anyway..

/Rima's POV/

Nagihiko and I walked to a nearby bench in silence, and sat down, licking our ice creams.

"So, Rima-chan, have you always lived in this neighbourhood?" I shook my head, staring out at the grassy part of the playground. "Oh, really? Where did you live before?" Surprise in his voice. I knew it. He doesn't remember. Idiotic Purplehead.

"Tokyo… I was only there since elementary though.. I went to Seiyo Elementary. Do you know it?" Of course he knows it… He did go there after all. Let's see if that will boost his memory.

He beamed,and nodded. "Yes, I went there until a few months ago, actually. I can't really remember seeing you there, Rima-chan. Although, there was a girl who resembled you quite a bit, I think…" Nagihiko pondered for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. "Oh! There was someone in the Student Council.. She was really pretty, like you. Although.. She didn't have a good attitude and was quite… cold and bitchy towards people," He commented, staring out to the sky, before tilting his head to me, who was now standing and shaking, my bangs covering my eyes, ice cream on the ground.

Slap!

He stared at me in surprise, cupping his red cheek in one hand. "Rima… chan?"

"You can't judge one by appearance, Nadeshiko," A tear rolled down my cheek, and I turned away, out of the corner of my eye, I could see his chocolate brown eyes widening, and then I ran off.

I get it now.. That confession… Was nothing to him. He was just another fanboy who only cared about my looks. It all makes sense. After all, love is dumb. And I was foolish enough to believe in it.