"Who was that?" Rima asked. "Wait, did you make friends already?!" She wasn't yet prepared for that.

"Sort of." Nagihiko replied. He took this time to carefully remove the hair clips that he had put in that morning. "We just ended up talking and sat together at lunch."

"What was she talking about?" Rima asked. Nagihiko looked around inside the bathroom stalls before answering.

"I told her that there was a person, that told me they loved me. And I said I loved them back. Now she realizes that you're the one I love Rima." Nagihiko held Rima's hand. "Never forget that I love you."

There was a sound of shoes grinding against the tiled floor. Rima turned to see Hinamori standing at the opening to the bathroom. Her face was burning red and her eyes were the size of basket balls.

"I see now Fujisaki-san. You two are Yuri girls." Amu gulped and laughed dryly. "That's cool though, just um-" Amu gave us a big cheesy smile and a large thumbs up. "Just don't be comin' on to me, ok?"

Amu obviously had no idea how uncomfortable she appeared. Rima took serious advantage of this.

"I don't know Hinamori-chan. You're eyes are just so pretty." Rima wrapped her small arms around Amu's neck. "So preeettyy."

Amu wriggled out of Rima grasp and stayed in their presence only long enough to declare that she was heading off to class. Nagihiko laughed once she had left and wrapped his arms around Rima.

"Now you better not choose that girl over me." Rima turned her head to look at Nagihiko.

"Of course not. We all know you are the best girl around here." They both stood there with big goofy grins on their faces. When Nagihiko had the urge to kiss her. Rima and her large eyes, soft hair, it was too much for the boy to take. He pried himself away from her and suggested they get back to class.

The afternoon whizzed by because Rima constantly had the chance to lean over and ask Nagihiko questions. He understood everything and was so clear in his explanations. Nagihiko was still recovering from that morning and his heart turned to a humming bird each time Rima's voice was directed at him. He didn't even notice all her overly-cute actions. Such as how she purposely dropped her eraser and continuously reached over to ask what he did on his paper.

When the lunch bell rang Nagihiko was glad to get some air. He was used to all the looks of admiration but had never really been on the other side. What was this feeling?

Rima watched Nagihiko as the two made their way to the lunch room. He seemed to be in a completely different world from her.

"Nadeshiko?" Rima whispered as she tugged gently on Nagihiko's sleeve. It seemed to take a while for her voice to process in his mind. Slowly the color returned to Nagihiko's eyes.

"Oh! I'm sorry Rima, I'm just a bit preoccupied." Nagihiko vaguely said, to cover up his indecent hopes. Rima for some reason, had a 'want' to hold his hand. Rima brought her small hand close to Nagihiko's.

"Look at them!" Rima retracted her hand and glanced back, behind her in line there seemed to be at least four pairs of gossiping children.

"I heard they were cousins."

"Did you hear that? They use each other's first names without honorifics!"

"They have to be related somehow."

Rima listened to their endless babble when she acted very out of character.

"Hey!" She called to the kids. Most of them looked ahead to her. Rima pulled down her lower lid and stuck out her tongue. Rima slipped her hand into Nagihiko's and took a step forward. All the kids stood baffled giving each other confused looks.