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Chapter 4!

Ayumu POV

Ayumu glared at the girl in front of him and asked, "Why should I have to take a hula class with you? That's just dumb." Hiyono's reply was predictable, but irritating nonetheless.

"Aaww, but you promised on the plane that you'd learn to hula with me!" She whined. "You're not trying to back out now, are you?!" she demanded. "Puppet attack!"

"Ow, ow!" Ayumu crouched on the ground and covered his head with his arms, trying to avoid her bear and squirrel puppets that she was hitting him with. The puppets were wearing hula skirts. I was hoping she wouldn't remember that. I really don't want to hula! Soon he noticed people stopping to stare and laugh at them. His face turned red. But it can't be any more embarrassing than this. He said to himself, reconsidering the hula classes. "Alright, fine! Just stop it!" He shouted, and the blonde girl obeyed. Ayumu immediately stood up and started walking towards the information desk (this all takes place in their hotel lobby), not waiting to see Hiyono's look of confusion. She quickly caught up to him, though, and asked what he was doing. "I'm gonna find out where we can take hula classes, duh."

Hiyono POV

Wow! A trip to Hawaii, and now they already taking hula lessons, even though it was just their first day there! It was like a dream come true. Hiyono practically glowed with happiness as she tried on her grass hula skirt, swishing it around with a giggle. She glanced at the mirror in the dressing room with her, but something wasn't quite right. Hmmm…. Oh, of course! It was the hair! Hula dancers don't wear braids, she thought merrily as she undid her blond pigtails and let her hair hang loose, winking at her reflection. Yep, much better. Now the only thing left to make this the best trip ever was taste the local cuisine. She couldn't wait!

Still lost in thoughts of delicious new food, Hiyono wandered out of the dressing room. The rest of the hula students were already ready and waiting. Only one person seemed to be missing. "Where's Ayumu?" She asked, just as the boy in question came slowly out of the other dressing room, wearing – you guessed it – a hula skirt! The blond girl couldn't help giggling – his face was the same color as Asazuki's hair. He sent a death glare her way, but it only caused her to laugh harder. Their 'moment' was interrupted by the instructor.

"Alright everybody, we've got two new students today. This is Hiyono, and this is Ayumu. He's our first-ever boy student. They are from Japan, so please welcome them!" The instructor, a pretty lady with long brown hair, introduced them before starting the class. For the next hour, Hiyono was in heaven, chattering away with the other students and learning the dance. She was too caught up to notice when Ayumu stopped dancing and escaped outside. She was also too busy to notice, as Ayumu did, that there was something suspicious going on at that hula school.

Dun Dun Dun...

Author's note: Soooorrrryyyyy everyboddyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! got blocked for the longest time and then I got writer's block, and now I can finally post, and it's way short!! I'm so soorryyyy!!! I'll try to make up for it with the next chapter, so keep up all the lovely reviews! Thanks for staying with me:)