First To-LOVE-Ru fanfic! Heh, normally, I stick to reviewing. But I've decided to give myself the harder job/test as a writer. Tell me whether I should stick to reviewing or not!

I don't like putting disclaimers since it feels redundant, but I don't know if they're required either. So to be safe, I do not own any of the characters nor franchises in this FANfiction.

Without further ado, let's begin.

P.S. This is before TLR-Darkness, so Nana isn't as tsundere-y yet.

Rito's eyes slowly slid open, seeing the tranquil light coming from his window. He yawned and smacked his lips. That's when he realized it was morning. He knew what happened in the morning. His heavy eyelids snapped apart, and he looked down his body to see none other than Momo, straddling his hips with her shirt unbuttoned.

"YAAH! Momo! Not again~!" he cried, shielding his semi-virgin eyes.

"Ara, you're awake, Rito-san! Your yawn was adorable this morning," She cooed, leaning her face and figure tantalizingly close to Rito's. Rito edged back frantically.

The door slammed open.

"Rito! How long are you-" Nana began, and what was going to be said was caught behind her lips. Her eyes narrowed.

"YOU BEAST! What do you think you are doing?" Nana shouted, jumping on Rito and putting him into a steel headlock.

Rito's tongue jutted past his lips, and he wheezed, "It was Momo…! I didn't-" At this point, he noticed the clock. "Ahh! I'm going to be late." He attempted to get up, momentarily forgetting Nana's headlock. He practically clothes-lined himself.

Nana huffed, "Hmph," and let Rito go. Rito quickly rushed out of the room. Momo smiled and waited. Not five seconds later, Rito rushed back in and said, "Hey! This is my room… can I get dressed in peace?"

Nana scoffed, "Whatever."

Momo sighed. "Ah, okayyy… maybe next time Rito-san?" she suggested with a wink. Rito's face steamed, but before he could respond, they were gone. He sighed as he did every morning.

School seemed to zip past Rito, save for a few, select moments where he ended up in …er… interesting positions whilst mingled with the female body. Those moments seemed to pass in slow motion.

After school, Rito arrived home, rubbing his head to sooth the ache that his resident, self-proclaimed morals enforcer abashedly gave him. The first thing he noticed was that not a soul was in sight. Lala had left school earlier than he had, so he was surprised that she wasn't walloping him in only a towel right about now.

"Mikan! Lala! I'm home!" he called. No one answered, but he heard a small pitter-patter coming his way. A small flower, followed by a head, poked around the corner. Rito noticed and smiled, kneeling down.

The minute, endearing plant-child squealed, "MAAAUU!" and rushed into his open arms. Rito squeezed her gently and said light-heartedly, "Good afternoon, Celine! Is Mikan home?"

"Mau?" responded Celine with a petite finger on her lips and a questioning look on her face. Rito laughed at her expression and put her down, petting her flower softly. She squinted and smiled broadly as he did this. He stood up and Celine planted herself on his ankle, holding on as he walked to the kitchen. Rito chuckled and asked her, "Thirsty?"

Celine replied, "Mau!"

Rito continued, not missing a beat, "Thought so. Here, I'll make you some tea."

"Mauuu!"

At this point, the door opened and Nana cried out, "I'm home! Anybody here?"

Rito heard and replied, "Nana?"

"Rito?"

"Yeah, it's me."

Nana followed his voice into the kitchen and saw him over the stove, tending his tea, with Celine patiently fiddling with the flowers on the table.

"Hey, Nana." Nana nodded her head in response to his greeting, timidly noticing in the back of her mind that they were home alone. Rito continued, "Oh, have you seen Mikan, Lala, and Momo?"

"Ah, Mikan said she had a school conference to go to, and Lala and Momo are shopping. I was with them, but I wasn't interested in anything so I just came home."

Rito nodded, "Ah, I see."

Nana's tummy rumbled and she said, "Hey, hey, I'm starving, can't you cook me anything?"

Rito responded with a hint of irritation, "Oh, am I the maid now?"

Nana glared at him and replied, "Hmph. Well, I can't cook earth foods, and if you're planning to cook for yourself, then you may as well cook for me too."

Rito sighed. She had a point. "Point taken. But I can't cook nearly as well as Mikan."

Nana just waved him off, saying, "Whatever, just as long as it's edible."

Rito laughed at this. "Hehe, well, I'll heat up some water. Want some tea in the meantime?" he offered. Nana seemed surprised. "Ah, um, sure," she answered. She softly finished, "Thanks." Nana grimaced, noting how hard it was to release her pride enough to say a simple "thank you." She wondered why, since she never had trouble with it when it came to someone else.

Rito served her and Celine some tea, and Celine happily exclaimed, "Mau ma-mau!" Nana grinned at her. It was hard to not smile at the child. Nana tasted the tea and was amazed at the quality. Not even Mikan's tea was this good. Meanwhile, Rito sipped his own tea by the stove, while waiting for the water to heat up. When the water was ready, Rito began mixing ingredients. Still, it didn't seem fast enough for Nana.

"Oy, Rito! What's taken everything so long?"

"Aw, come on, the water just finished heating up. Can't you be patient?"

Nana huffed and got up from the dinner, intending to reach for a snack above the stove. Rito noticed right away and tensed. As he expected, her arm moved precariously close to the hot pan. Rito shifted quickly and pushed her arm away from the pan, brushing the pan himself in the process. His eyes widened and he bit back a grunt, with tears forming at the corners of his eyes. Nana noticed what he did, although she didn't noticed his burn.

"Ah! That was close!" she said, before clearing her throat and continuing in a quieter tone, "Um… thank you…" Once again, she berated herself for allowing shyness to creep over her when she attempted to express her gratitude to him.

Rito responded through clenched teeth, "No problem… excuse me, I need to use the restroom. Could you please turn the heat on low?" Without giving her a chance to respond, he rushed off to ease his pain under a flow of cool water. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding when the frigid liquid touched his raw skin. He quickly rinsed it for another minute and applied a cream.

When he returned to the kitchen, he was half-flabbergasted to see that Nana hadn't turned the heat down, but instead, she was calmly stirring the soup, whistling a tune that randomly made Rito think of an anime character spinning a long vegetable while speaking a different language. It tickled his brain rather intensely. Rito caught her by surprise, saying, "Ah, you're tending to it."

Nana looked up, her lips still pursed, before she recovered and responded, "Oh. Yeah, well. I just wanted to speed things up. I'm hungry."

Rito snickered, "Well, thanks."

Nana squinted at him, "Don't thank me. It's not like I did for you or anything." Rito shook his head in amusement.

In time, the miso soup was prepared and Rito swiftly served both her and Celine, who had developed quite an appetite as well. Nana tasted it and had to do it twice.

She said without thinking, "Wow, this is delicious! Maybe even better than Mika-" She caught herself, realizing that she had unknowingly complimented Rito, which bruised her pride big time. Rito chuckled self-consciously and said, "No, no, it's nothing. Besides, it's one of the few things I can cook without making a mess." Nana smirked, secretly relieved that he hadn't mocked or teased her for the compliment.

When Nana and Celine finished eating, Celine squealed, "MAU!" and she rushed off to the living room. Nana smiled and followed her. Rito stayed in the kitchen and did the dishes.

At around this time, the others came home. Mikan shouted, "We're hooooome!" Rito yelled across the house, "Welcome home!" while Nana greeted them at the door. Momo was the first to notice.

Momo teased, "Oh my, Nana, it looks like you and Rito were home alone together! Don't tell me you did ecchi things."

Nana turned red and retorted, "What? Like I would ever do anything with that perverted, shameless beast!"

Lala asked, slightly confused, "Ehhhhh? Shameless and perverted? Rito's not like that."

Nana responded, "Of course he is! He's always messing around and groping girls!"

Mikan wisely left the conversation alone, walking past the kitchen just in time to crash into Rito, leaving them in a brutally awkward silence, with Rito above her on the floor. Rito's left hand had land on her waist and his right hand just above the valley of her chest. Mikan blushed slightly and said, exasperated, "Come on, Rito, it's too late for this." Rito frenetically scrambled to his feet, babbling, "Sorry, sorry, didn't mean to!"

Back with the princesses, Momo smirked now and said, "Oh? Name an example."

Nana immediately began, "Are you kidding? Just loo-" Momo interrupted, "Wait, I meant an example in which he did it on purpose."

Nana froze with her mouth open. She couldn't answer honestly, and this unnerved her. She just scoffed and shook her head in denial.

Later that night, Nana shuffled under the covers in her bed. She kept trying to think of a time when Rito had knowingly and willing did something "ecchi" to her or anyone else. She couldn't do it. She really couldn't do it. Without her consent, her mind shifted to a different question: When had he something for her rather than against her? Irritation and subtle warmth filled her when she came up with more answers than that of her previous question. Now, she realized why she found it difficult to thank spiky, orange-haired boy. He made her feel vulnerable. Whenever he came to her aid, she became conscious of how she needed him at that moment, regardless of how independent and headstrong she believed herself to be.

She was so very used to being independent! How could he just take that away without a second thought! Nana sneezed. What's worse, is that she felt like it was perfectly fine. She shook her head. That was it. She was going to forget about this war in her mind. Sleep overtook her quickly.

Nana smiled at Celine who pointed at a cabinet. She glanced at her sisters, Rito, and Mikan, who were also at the table with her. Extending her leg to ease out of her chair, she blinked. Within that blink, everyone at the table but Rito disappeared. As her foot hit the floor, said floor dissolved. Or maybe it was never there in the first place. She didn't know. All she knew was that she was falling through an abyss filled with orange spikes pointing in every which way. It seemed like ten minutes before a hand grasped hers tightly. She looked up to see Rito standing on a transparent floor, with his hand ghosting through it, and with a tender smile on his face. She hadn't even travelled a foot. She held on tight, but to no avail. As minutes went by, her grip weakened and slipped, bit by bit. She wailed when her hand was just about to leave his. The instant her hand broke the contact, she could only watch as Rito fell into the abyss. It took her an instant to realize that their roles had been switched when she let go. All her power and she couldn't do a thing. She just watched him fall, with the same tender, satisfied smile on his face.

Nana gasped and jerked up. She spent a few seconds catching her breath and extended a hand to wipe the cold sweat off of her forehead. She shivered as the dream reentered her mind. She stood, pillow in hand, and made her way down the hall leading to Rito's room.

Fin!

I've always wanted to see a RitoxNana fanfic, since her tsundere-ness is almost as awesome as Yui's. But I've never seen one…

I actually found Nana quite hard to interpret. Momo is flirtatious. Lala is innocent and outgoing. Yami is serious and no-nonsense. Haruna is shy. Run is half-Momo, but has a more serious view on relationships, I suppose. And Yui is Yui. 'Nuff sed.

But Nana… she's aggressive like Kotegawa when it comes to ecchiness, but not as infatuated with Rito YET. She's not shy, for the most part. She's usually serious, but casual…. And prideful… but she likes Rito deep down… like abysmally deep down.

I dunno. I wanted to make this a bit more comedic, but it's hard to be realistically comedic with Nana without Rito stumbling on her and Nana blowing up in his face.

Also, I've checked over this, and I think I've defeated all grammar errors, but let me know if I'm using a certain phrase too often. I like variety. :D

Oh well, did my best, I guess. ^^ I'm leaving this open for continuing, if requested! Tell me what you think! Maybe I'll toss in a bit of fluff. ;P

The winds of time roam never ceasing

The wants of men change not at all

When all is said and all is done

The world still spins

And life goes on

By Windamian Orphan

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