Yume: Aloha!

Yuki: You've been gone three months…

Yume: I have a reason! I updated Red Fate… then got too lazy to update anything else. I had started this a long time ago but I couldn't get myself to finish.

Yuki: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Reasons.

Yume: Shush, mate. I've been too obsessed with Sherlock and Doctor Who. Anyone agree?

Yuki: Okay, before you get sidetracked, thanks to Airi-chan, 15 fallen angel, charliesunshine, and Day1Directioner for reviewing.

Yume: Mhm. *nods erratically* Now let's get this story started!

Rima casually walked into the semi-empty classroom. Since it was a free period, most of the students were out of the classroom. It didn't take her very long to find the boy she was searching for. Kirishima was sitting at his desk, staring out a window. He had a chess set out and was absentmindedly playing with a pawn.

Rima stiffly shuffled over to the dazed boy. She coughed once to get his attention but he was busy staring at the clouds. She coughed again, to no avail. A vein popped out of her forehead, much like it would in an anime. "Oi! Are you awake?" she all but yelled at the poor boy.

Kirishima jumped in surprise before falling out of his chair. He groaned in pain and rubbed his aching side. "What the hell…" he trailed off before looking up at the amused blonde. He chuckled lightly before getting up and greeting her. "Sorry about that, Mashiro-san. I guess I was just a bit dazed."

"A bit?" she questioned.

His face flushed slightly. "Well, a lot."

Rima nodded her head. She glanced over to the chess set in front of her. "So… what's up with the game?" she said, gesturing over to the board.

"Oh, well. I know that you're supposed to show me around but I've already familiarized myself with the school," he explained. He got back onto his seat and she sat down as well. "I thought a game of chess would be a fun way to get to know each other."

Rima raised a brow. "Really? The silent game of the mind is a fun way to get to know each other?"

Kirishima flushed again. "I mean, it's true. We won't really be talking but I thought it would be…" he trailed off once more and looked away from the blonde's gaze.

Rima sighed once before moving her pawn up two spaces. "I might as well." She smirked at the sheepish boy. "Your turn."

He gave a relieved sigh. Hopefully, she didn't think he was a complete moron just yet. He smiled at her as he countered her move. Soon, they were both invested in a rousing game of chess. Every move was well-thought-out and countered equally as well. Their minds were working on overdrive as they tried to predict moves that were one, two, three steps ahead.

The two played in complete silence for all their concentration was put towards the game. It was like a dance, a complex dance in which each partner had to know what the other was thinking or be left behind. Rima moved her bishop to check the king. "Check," she muttered, her eyes not longer indifferent but rather, calculating.

Kirishima took in the board and its pieces. He thought of every possible move and decided against each one. A smirk slowly made its way onto Rima's face as Kirishima had no option but to back his king away in defense. "Out of moves?" she asked smugly.

Kirishima glanced up at her in a manner that gave her goosebumps. "Of course not," his answer was simple and misleading. The smirk fell right off of Rima's face as she realized he had a plan. She had a queasy feeling in her stomach; she thought she had been ahead the entire game but had she actually been left behind?

Rima made her move. It was no longer thought-out; her anxious feeling made it hard for her to think and she moved for the sake of moving. Kirishima's face stayed completely blank; it was the face of an assassin- cold and unfeeling. He stared at the board with analytical eyes before leaning back on his seat. He used his knight to get close to Rima's king. She quickly backed her king away in defense, thinking that this was Kirishima's plan. She was wrong. The second she moved the king away, he revealed his true plan and captured her queen with a rook. She stared at the board, not even realizing what just happened.

At this point, she was too shocked to play. She moved her pieces as if she was just on auto-pilot. Kirishima made quick work of the rest of her pieces and soon enough, she was beaten. "Checkmate," Kirishima said to her. She sighed and accepted her loss.

"Well, that was a good game, at least. Don't you agree?" she asked, looking up at him. They made eye-contact and she froze. The cold, calculating look hadn't left his eyes; if anything, it increased. She felt as if he was looking into her, not just at her. It was like he could see her thoughts, her dreams, her fears. He was reading her like a book and she was right on display.

She tried to speak up but her throat was oddly dry and she couldn't manage anything but a cough. It seemed that it was enough to get through to Kirishima.

The unnerving gaze quickly warmed and within a few seconds, it was as if it had never happened. "Sorry, Mashiro-san. Is something wrong?" he questioned. The warmth was back and it really was like nothing happened but Rima knew what she saw; she had had too many nightmares about it.

"N-no, there's nothing wrong. I j-just need some fresh air. Yeah, that's it," she quickly spit out. She backed away from the taller boy. He just came a bit closer.

"You look pale, Mashiro-san. Are you sure you aren't sick or something?" he asked. He laid his hand on her forehead but she quickly shook him off and ducked from under his hold to get closer to the door.

"I s-said that I'm f-fine. I'm just not a good loser," she stammered out. She needed to get away from him and soon. He looked like a nice boy but there was something there that scared her.

Kirishima looked at her with something akin to worry. "Well, if that's it, then maybe you should just get some fresh air," he said. "Your face is really red; you're like a tomato."

Rima suddenly became extremely aware of the blush on her cheeks. She had to get away soon or else, she'd start crying. "Yeah, bad little habit. I thought I'd get over that."

He smiled at her but it was strained. "We still have 10 minutes left in this block. I could accompany you."

"No!" Rima quickly yelled out before she could stop herself. Kirishima's eyes dimmed a bit but she quickly explained. "I'd rather be alone. It's easier to get over it. I'll be back soon."

The light returned to his eyes and he nodded. Slowly, Rima turned around and headed out the door. She could hear Kirishima playing with the chess pieces and when she looked back, he was. But then, why did she have the sinking feeling that someone was glaring at her?

Yume: And that concludes chapter 7!

Yuki: *slow claps* Congratulations on actually managing to update.

Yume: I know right! Haha!

Yuki: I was being sarcastic *rolls eyes* We hope you enjoyed the chapter. All reviews are appreciated, even flames!

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara nor will I ever. I make no money from writing these stories. I own nothing but the plot and a few OCs. Peace out! ^^