Bad Girls

Chapter 5

"No fair, you're cheating!"

YAYA nudged a chuckling Kukai roughly in his side as both their eyes stayed locked on the large telly and their fingers moved in sync over the game controllers. They were both currently sitting on the floor in Kukai's living room competing against one another at a racing game –Kukai was definitely winning. "You're too slow babe," he jeered and the redhead glared at the telly before pulling her knees under her chin and pouted. "You're a real cheater at everything Kukai," she whined and quirking a brow the soccer player pressed paused and turned to look at his girlfriend. "Everything huh?"

Before Yaya could even say anything, she was on her back and Kukai was above her grinning broadly. "You didn't give me a shot –dork!" She teased and his grin broadened. "Do my laundry please," he whispered and Yaya giggled as she felt his lips against the crook of her neck and she squeezed down his shoulders. Kicking him in the stomach he rolled off her and she giggled. "Not going to," she giggled as she scrambled to her feet and looking up he grinned holding his stomach. "You're gonna get it now Yaya!"

Jumping up, Yaya squeaked before turning and running from the tall handsome guy who easily caught her around her small waist. Screaming in a high pitched tone, she was thrown over his shoulder and climbing over the sofa he headed for his bedroom pushing the door open. "You're gonna pay my dear Yaya," he grinned smugly and Yaya's cheeks flushed as she gave in to defeat.

Groaning, Rima shifted on her soft mattress and opening her eyes her vision slowly focused. Her bedroom was washed in light and sitting up everything seemed to spin as she grabbed hold of her head and reached for the bottle of aspirin. Popping the lid, she poured out two into her palm and reached for the glass of hot water on her nightstand. Boy was she having a terrible hangover! Sniffing, she combed her fingers through her hair and stared at her white molding, eyes completely blank. She had seen him; yesterday in the flesh after three years of hearing nothing from him. He looked so good, so beautiful and flawless, just like Nagihiko.

Stopping her own thoughts, Rima pushed the purple haired man from her thoughts. Brining her knees to her chest, she placed her head on her kneecaps and released a deep sigh; she needed something to do today since Lipstick, Fashion & Boys was done for the year. She spared a glance at her clock; 2:45 P.M.! She had slept the entire day away now she needed to get out and do something and if memory served her correctly, Amu and Tadase owned a little place somewhere out here in the hills. Grinning smugly, she eased off her bed and once standing she grabbed at her cell phone and quickly dialed Yaya's number.

The redhead's ringtone filled Kukai's bedroom as Yaya's lips were currently in a kissing match with her soccer playing boyfriend. Moaning into Kukai's mouth, she heard the sound of her phone and tilted her head to the side causing her boyfriend to kiss down her jaw, neck and collarbone. "My phone," she croaked but Kukai didn't seem affected. "Just let it ring," he supplied as he reclaimed her lips and the phone died out before it started up again out before it started up gain and pushing on Kukai's shoulders he stared down at her one brow raised. "Can I?" She squeaked pointing to the edge of the bed and sighing, Kukai rolled off and scrambling to the edge of the bed; she leaned over the footboard and grabbed her phone out her cotton pants pocket. Pressing the talk button, she pressed it against her ear and sat back on her feet.

"Hello?"

"Yaya, hey –where are you?" Came Rima's voice from the other end.

"Oh hi Rima…do you feel better?" Kukai yawned as his eyes locked with Yaya's nut –brown orbs.

"I'm okay –look where are you Yaya? I need you to do something with me." Rima sounded impatient and chewing down on her lower lip, Yaya swatted Kukai's wandering hands away with a giggle and brushed back her bangs back.

"I'm at a –friends…what do you need?"

"Forget it –just meet me tonight at the house. Drive alone and –tell Kukai I said hi," nodding they both hung up and Yaya glanced over at her boyfriend who had a brow quirked.

"That was Rima –she wanted me to tell you she said hi," the redhead said and Kukai nodded as he kissed Yaya's lips before she giggled and gave into his mind blowing kisses before laying back; Kukai on top.

Getting into her cute little convertible, Rima dialed a number from memory as she slammed the door and started up the car.

"Hello?" Came the slightly French accent of Kairi Sanjou and Rima smiled.

"Hey Kair –it's Rima."

"Oh Rima, what can I do for you?" Rima adjusted the mobile between her shoulder and the crook of her neck as she reversed out of the driveway.

"I need for you to give me Amu Hinamori's current address."

"Sure –one second," she could hear the tapping of keys before she heard him sigh.

"Ok –says here that her house is in the same neighborhood as yours…the address is 2015 Hinamori." Rima grinned as she hit the button and the steel gate opened.

"Thanks."

2015 Hinamori was anything but a little get away house. Standing outside of the large steel gates, Rima licked her lips and pulling her handbag more comfortably she looked around before deciding to scale the wall. Getting up had been difficult for the petite girl and panting, hair falling into her face she eased her way on top of the wall. From her perch she could clearly seethe large swimming pool and the long chaises. "My God –this looks like paradise in the winter time." She breathed leaning over too far and losing her balance, she toppled over screaming loudly and landed in the bush. "Shit…I must have ripped my coat," she muttered scrambling out of the bush and padding quickly across the lawn and slipped undetected into the mansion.

Glancing around, Rima couldn't help but feel slightly lost. Easing around the kitchen, she decided to head upstairs and once on the landing she busied herself by looking into bedrooms. Opening a double door, stared into the largest bedroom on this floor complete with a large king sized four poster bed with silky red bed sheets. "I'm just gonna guess this is Amu's room." Slippping inside, Rima's gaze on the vanity table in which she dug through the rosette's jewelry box before catching sight of a walk –in closet. Grinning, she eased her way into the closet and began thumbing through the many designer outfits. "Not as chic as I thought," she uttered as she stopped at a cute top and fingered it cutely before she sensed something odd.

"I'll be down in a bit okay?"

Was that Amu?

Shit.

Eyes widening, Rima glanced around the closet before spotting a cute little wicket basket tucked in the corner. Rushing towards it, she ripped off the top and thanked Kami above for being so tiny. Sinking into the basket, she allowed the lid to close down on her head. Humming, Amu stepped into her closet and began thumbing through clothes before she stopped and quirked a brow; there was a giant gap in between the clothes and she stared at it questioningly before shrugging it off and continued to look for something to wear.

Rima strained to hear outside of the dark basket, head resting on her protruding knees. Hell, hurry up! Her head seemed to be screaming and just when she thought everything was going to be okay something bad just had to happen. Amu pulled down a pair of jeans and a cute top and was just about to step out of the closet when a ringtone filled the closet. Rima's eyes widened as she tried her hardest to quickly locate and shut her phone up. Ripping it out of her jean pocket, she fumbled with the mobile before clicking the button and it died out causing her to release a deep sigh.

Stopping I nfront of the wicket basket, Amu stared down at it as Rima tried to listen to know if the coast was dear. Licking her lips, Amu grabbed a random three inch heel off her shoe rack and leaning forward, she ripped off the lid and stared into Rima's honey eyes. There was a feeling of that washed over Rima as Amu screamed bloody murder. Dropping the shoe, the rosette stepped back, eyes still glued to the blonde as Rima popped out of the basket and tried to quiet her. "Shh…Amu be quiet please!" She said but the rosette stepped back and turning around, she pressed down on the intercom system on the closet's wall and Rima stiffened.

"Amu –thin about what you're doing."

"I know what I'm doing Rima." That said she leaned into the intercom and Rima nearly launched forward and slammed Amu's head roughly into the intercom.

"Security…there's a freak in my bedroom –I need someone up here ASAP!"

"On it!"

Shit…today just went from worse to worst!

Not thinking straight and fearing being arrested for trespassing; Rima bolted out of the closet. Amu shouted after her and stepped out of the closet glaring dangerously at the blonde. "Don't you dare move Rima," Amuu hissed and Rima snorted asshe made a move towards the long windows. She could hear footsteps coming quickly up the stairs and she flashed the finger as her ex. "Fuck off Amu –you'll never get me!" That said she pushed the window open and jumped out of it. "Rima!" She heard Amu shout in disgust as she pummeled to her death but ended up landing in the freezing cold pool that stung her cheeks as she resurfaced.

Paddling to the edge of the pool, she crawled out looking like a wet cat; long hair matted to her cute face and petite frame shaking dangerously. Looking up, she stared at Amu's dumbfounded expression before grinning and with a cute wave of her fingers; she ran as fast as she could off Amu's property. Once in her car, Rima pulled her spare mobile out of her glove compartment because her previous one had been totaled. Quickly dialing Utau's number she tapped her fingers against the steering wheel before starting up her car and reversing out of her parking spot.