A/N: This is my first story – at least on . Definently not my first real story. I'd appreciate some constructive critisisim! Obviously this is a Shugo Chara fic, and it primarily deals with Episode 25, where Nadeshiko's secret was revealed. If you haven't gotten to that part yet, I advise you to turn around now – 'cause it's pretty thoroughly dealt with in this fic. To those of you who have already gotten there, proceed with excitement! Thanks, and I hope you enjoy it! ^_^
Disclaimer: Okay, I've got to be honest. Shibuko Ebara and Banri Sendo (Peach-Pit) visited me in a dream. They commanded me to write this FanFiction. Obviously, I don't own Shugo Chara!, nor do I own any of these characters. However, considering that this is a commandmant of the authors, I think we can let it slide this one time, yes?
"That was a tough one, eh?"
A girl with long purple hair looked up at her smiling audience, and modestly bowed. But the voice wasn't coming from any of the mouths that she was in front of her – it was from her friend, Temari.
Now, Temari wasn't your typical friend. No, Temari was a Guardian Chara. A little girl that represented the wishes of her partner. The purple-haired dancer, stood beside her instructor, and kept smiling.
"Nadeshiko?" The girl poked and prodded at the dancer. "Nadeshiko, you're so quiet."
At this, the purple-haired girl looked at her partner, and smiled. "Temari, shh. We can't talk now," she scolded.
Temari nodded, and kept herself entertained by twirling around in her kimono. She matched her partner; she wore a pink, flowery kimono with a crimson obi tied in a bow around her waist. Temari generally kept her hands up, hiding the bottom of her face, much like the shy nature that was exuded around her partner.
A few minutes later, when the crowd had disipated, Nadeshiko opened a door hidden in the wall, and walked down the hallway which led to her room. Unlike the guests, she didn't need an attendant to guide her. She'd lived here since her birth. Though the Fujisaki Family Manor was intimidating to those who looked at it on the outside, the quaint familial aura that was felt was like you'd find in any other home, despite the size.
"Phew," Nadeshiko said. She removed her hair tie and her geta, and gingerly sat down on her floral bed. The room was, indeed, the epitome of feminity, consisting of pink, striped walls, a floral bed, and pink carpeting.
However, in the corner of the room, behind the stuffed animals and on the dresser sat a blue pillow – the only trace of masculinity in the room. And atop it set a blue, plaid-coloured egg, wiggling...
A/N: Sorry for such a short beginning, but this is a taste of my writing style, and I should be able to write Chapter Two soon. It'll be much more exciting, I promise you!