Laughter
Chapter 1:So completely out of my league
Nagihiko's P.O.V
"I've seen you laugh at nothing at all; I've seen you sadly weeping. But the sweetest thing I've ever seen is you asleep and dreaming." As I read this quote, I couldn't help but smile. Who did this remind me of? As I sat in the Royal Garden, I closed my eyes and relaxed, leaning back in my chair the way "Nadeshiko", my twin sister most certainly never would. Thank kami almost everyone knew the truth. See, Nadeshiko is me. I had to dress like a girl to learn to dance properly. My family has had this tradition for years. My mother finally let me choose whether or not I wish to live as a guy or a girl anymore. I, (quite obviously considering I'm wearing my hair down and no skirt) chose to live as a normal guy. Or as normal as I can get with Temari and Rhythm by me. My two Charas were floating around the metal table and Rhythm was consistently arguing with Temari.
"He should not reveal Nadeshiko's true identity until he deems it necessary." Temari spoke in her gentle tones.
"He should TOTALLY tell her! Then Amu'll freak and he can go after Rima!" I nearly choked on my tea, coughing several times.
"RHYTHM!" He shrunk slightly. I glanced around quickly to make sure the garden was still empty. If anyone had heard that…not that I care. After all, I liked Amu didn't I? She was smart, strange, funny…and totally in love with Tadase. I was one of Amu's first friends when she came to Seiyo Academy. She only knew me as Nadeshiko then (and still does). When I first saw her, dressed in the academy regulation red plaid skirt and black shirt with tie, I thought she'd be tough. She's strung thin chains around her belt, and her long thin legs were covered by red plaid leg warmers. If she was trying to seem the outcast and a delinquent, then she totally succeeded. At least in some respects. But inside her "Cool 'n Spicy" look, she desperately wanted to be loved, more athletic, and just a cuter person. And that's what I'd first fallen for. Or I thought I'd fallen for. Amu was the "Joker" of Seiyo Academy's Guardians.
Rima on the other hand was totally different. Rima Mashiro. She was so quiet. But when she spoke it was usually to poke fun at someone. She's different. The first girl I've met who HASN'T fallen for my charms and good looks. (Not that I am vain or anything) She's so short it makes it easy to call her and elf, and she has been mistaken for my younger sister once. Believe me, that cashier will never forget Rima now. She was extremely ticked. Her dirty blond hair is past her waist and she can be emotional. The thing is, I'm the only one besides Amu who knows that. Rima is the "ice queen" of Seiyo. She's cold, emotionless, and absolutely adorable. (Though she'd kill you if she heard you say that-she HATES being called cute) She has a secret though. She loves gag manga and making people laugh. And though she hardly ever laughs, her giggle is what made me first start to like her. Up until that point I'd tried to avoid her as much as possible. I mean she gets really jealous whenever I spend time with Amu. (She has serious attachment issues) She found out on accident that I was "Nadeshiko". And since then, every now and then she'll black mail me to get something she wants. She's smart, sneaky, beautiful, and heck I'll say it: A completely wonderful person. On the inside of course.
"Hey cross dresser!" the voice was sharp and yet held a quiet sort of sorrow. Rima Mashiro stood before me, her book bag in one hand, a gag manga in the other. Quickly stuffing it into her bag, she glared her brilliant brown eyes at me. I've received too many of those "Death" glares to shrivel up and hide like I'm supposed to want to.
"Yes Rima-chan?" I called cheerfully, knowing that my happy attitude always drives her up the wall. Serves her right for calling me a cross dresser. She just rolled her eyes. I could practically hear her cursing in her head. "Amu says to meet her at the steps in front of the school." I nodded in agreement.
"Alright. Thank you Rima-chan. Will you be joining us?"
"No." She replied shortly. I raised an eyebrow. "And how many times do I need to tell you to NOT CALL ME RIMA-CHAN? ADD A STINKING HONORIFIC!" and with that said, she marched out the glass doors of the garden, and disappeared from view. I gazed after her in slight shock. She rarely raised her voice. But that's Rima. Funny, cold, beautiful, dazzling, completely unpredictable, and so completely out of my league.