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I was debating. Whether to go over and give Rima her bag back now or tomorrow when I see her. It will be so awkward when I see her. She's not going to talk to me, I know it.
She probably won't even want to look at me. It broke my heart, that she might hate me, because I confessed to her. Nothing else hurt more than having the girl you loved run away from you crying. Well, maybe it hurt less than making your parents cry. I rubbed my temples furiously and paced back and forth. I wish I had a flower, to rip off its petals to tell me to go or not. It would make my decision a whole lot easier. Maybe it would also make my decision one bad trip to hell. I sighed and walked out of my room. It was late, no one was up, and the house was quiet. The place was dark, no light coming from any room. I walked to the kitchen, and turned on the light. It hurt my eyes for a second, and then I refocused and walked to the sink. I took out a cup from one of the cupboards, and turned the sink on. I filled the glass up, and quickly drank out of it, filling it up and drinking out of it again and again. My throat felt so dry, like I was in a desert, and hadn't drunk any water for weeks.
"Ugh… Rima. Why do you make me so confused?" I asked no one in particular.
Because you love her so much, it hurts to be without her.
I could feel the smirk my conscious had on its--or my--face.
I don't think I love her that much conscious.
Oh but you do. Don't you know that when you love someone, you always think about them, you always want to be around them, and you want to make them happy?
"Really?" I asked, out loud dumbly.
"I need to get to bed," I washed and dyed the glass quickly, put it back in the cupboard, and left the room. I turned off the light, and let my eyes quickly adjust to the dark. I practically ran to my room, and plopped down on my bed, thinking of how it was going to be tomorrow.
The next morning…
I walked to school with Rima, wondering why she seemed so down.
"Rima… I really want to know what's wrong."
"I don't want to talk about it." She said coldly. It felt like when I first met her.
"No Amu! I don't want to freaking talk about it! Why can't you understand that?!" She yelled at me. I frowned and apologized.
"No I'm sorry… I'm just really confused, and hurt, and tired of stuff…" She apologized. I nodded, not wanting to ask her about it again.
We walked slowly to the school, till I noticed Rima wasn't with me anymore. I looked behind her, and saw her staring across the street. I looked to where she was looking, and saw Nagihiko, staring right back at her. Looking back and forth between them, Nagihiko started to walk, but Rima ran up the hill to the school.
"Rima!" Both Nagihiko and I yelled after her.
"Damn it! Stop running!" He yelled, punching the air. I looked at him worried.
"Is something going on between you two?" Nagihiko looked at me and nodded.
"I guess Rima doesn't want to talk about it, since she didn't tell you." Nagihiko frowned, and started to walk with me.
Tadase's POV, Royal Garden.
I yawned in my chair, cleaning up some papers on the table. I was so tired, staying up doing homework last night. I looked around, yawning again. The door slowly opened, to reveal a little blonde. She walked into the room, and sat next to me.
"Hi Mashiro-sa-" I stopped talking when she put her head on my shoulder.
"This is nothing. I didn't sleep as all last night, and I need someone comfortable, that doesn't bother me." She said, closing her eyes. I nodded and felt sorry for her.
"Does this have something to do with Fujisaki-kun?" I asked.
"Yeah… No more questions though. Please. I don't want to talk about it." She said, almost pleading. It sounded like she had a really rough time yesterday. I nodded, understanding, and we sat there. She fell asleep a while later and I looked at her sympathetically.
"Poor Rima…" I mouthed.
"Good morning Tada-" I looked to the entrance, to see Yaya, standing there wide eyed.
"This isn't what it-
"Rima-tan!! What's wrong?!" She yelled, rushing over to us. "Is she alright?! Did she die?!"
"I'm perfectly fine Yaya! No thanks to you." Rima stood up, and yawned.
"Thank you Tadase. I needed that." She bowed and waved at Yaya.
"Rima-tan! You're alright!!!" Yaya hugged her hard, making her yelp in pain. I laughed.
Later that day…(Lunch time to be exact.)
Rima sat in her classroom, trying to swallow her lunch. So much was on her mind, making her crazy inside and out. She knew three things though, that were making her the craziest.
Her mother and father were going to get divorced.
She might make Tadase her best friend, because he's less nosy then Amu. And not a spaz.
Nagihiko had her school bag.
"I'm going to go crazy. I just know it. I had all my personal stuff in my bag. Oh so help me god, if he went into my bag-
"Rima-chan?" Rima whipped her head to the door, to see Nagihiko standing there huffing from loss of breath.
"Nagihiko…" Her eyes went wide.
"Rima, please. Please don't run away. I have to explain this." Nagihiko said, closing the door, and walking over to her. She sat at her desk, not moving, keeping her eyes locked on Nagihiko.
"Rima. You dropped your bag yesterday." Nagihiko stated, handing it to her.
"I didn't look through it, so don't get all spazzy. Remember what I said yesterday?"
Rima shook her head. She didn't want to think about it, not even hear about it.
"Rima. Believe me when I say this. I did not kiss Karuhi, and you and I both know that. But the other one, I know you don't believe it. But Rima Mashiro, I love you. I love you, even though you might get really mean at times. But I love your humor, your voice, your everything Rima. I just love you." Rima stared at him wide eyed. Nagihiko really did love her, didn't he?
"Why? How? How can you love someone like me? I'm a manipulator, an idiot, and I keep myself shut off from the world." She whispered, nearly crying at this point.
"Not me Rima. Remember, I'm your best friend. But if you let me, let us, I'd like to be more than that." Rima felt the tears roll down her cheeks. She couldn't hide it anymore. She couldn't deal with all this pain. She needed someone to comfort her, love her, be there for her whenever she needed it. She needed someone besides her parents, or her friends, or her slaves. She needed Nagihiko.
"Nagihiko. Nagihiko. I love you. I really love you. I'm sorry…" Nagihiko smiled at her and embraced her.
"You're not this kind of person Rima. Even if you were crying. Rima. I love you. I'm here. I'll always be here." Nagihiko hugged her harder, and she hugged him back, knowing she really couldn't hold all her feelings inside. There was finally someone to let them all out to. There was finally someone to show how much they cared for her. Nagihiko was her someone and she never wanted to let go.
Au-chan: How I love this chapter!! Aren't you proud of me for updating! I sure am!! I was nearly crying with Rima! Oh and when Nagihiko is talking with his conscious, his thoughts and his conscious are supposed to both be in italic, which Vanna and I made the mistake of, but I only figured it out after reading a book.
Vanna: Good job Au-chan. *pats her back*
Au-chan: I know right. Anyways, if you liked it enough, please review and favorite and blah blah blah. If you loved it, tell your friends who love Rimahiko, or just don't want to read a book! If you just plain out hated it, and thought I did horrible, flame me, or give me some criticism. I hope you enjoyed, and I hope you know I love all my reviewers!!
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Au-chan: Right! Our reviewers! *glomps Vanna* Vanna and I love you!!! Even if you hate our story!!!
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