NAOMI

I screamed as Ayumi's eyes were pitch black, even though they almost recovered to their gentle blue. Red flames swirled around her, and she grinned, her pigtails transforming into candles with lit flames and dripping wax. Her hair turned fiery red, her skin yellow, and uniform orange and red. I gasped, trying to gulp in fresh air, but smoke only poured in to my body. I was weak, and she advanced on me, grinning.

"Oh, Naomi," she sighed. "I am like a sizzling flame of destruction." She swayed, as if her knees were weak, and she was about to collapse. I knew deeply that she wasn't weak, though. She was strong-- she was no mere lit flame. She was as strong as kerosene. "Ayumi..." I coughed, drowning out the rest of my words. I am ice, about to be melted away from life. The extreme heat was all the summers I've sufficed through combined, and I winced as she danced closer.

"Sachiko will take you to her lair," she reported, kneeling before me. "Therefore, lay still for fifteen seconds." "Ayumi... Ayumi Shinozaki," I panted, hands shaking. She flinched, and I sensed that I hit her first soft spot. "When will Satoshi Mochida find out? Or Yoshiki Kishinuma? The two most beloved guys in your whole entire world? They are frightened, deeply frightened of you, Ayumi. They stand in the shadows, back away, prowl in the halls of this school because you have became a beacon of darkness," I wheeze.

"Shut your face!" Ayumi snapped, though the black in her eyes started to die. Bulls-eye! "Recall of the culture festival? You were even boasting to Seiko that Satoshi would kiss you that day. You were quite beautiful, with the fabulous kimono and all," I complimented her, hoping that I didn't sound as doubtful as I felt. "Stop... that... nonsense...!" Her eyes gleamed, and the fire literally died. She collapsed to the floor, but we were both raised in the air...

And knocked unconscious.