And now, for the most unknown, unconventional, unusual pairing in the history of every fandom ever...TADAFUYU! *crowd of three cheers in the background*
Tadase found himself against a wall, pressed tightly against it as some unknown person forcibly held him there. He heard a harsh, gravelly voice whisper into his ear, asking something of him, or maybe demanding? He couldn't tell. They had a bad accent, he could barely understand, and caught only a few fleeting words.
He screamed, but there was something in his mouth, muffling any attempts he tried to scream. He tried with all he could, he bellowed and shouted and screeched, but nothing would work.
He fought and struggled as the person who attacked him bound his hands and feet, forcing Tadase over his shoulder like a sack of flour, all while he kept on screaming.
"Stop it! You jerk, leave him alone!" Tadase heard someone shout. The person carrying him hissed as another person, a boy around Tadase's age, ran to them. Tadase saw him, bright blue eyes, dark blue hair, pale skin and wearing a hoodie, reaching out to Tadase.
Tadase held his hand out, tears streaming down his face, trying desperately to grab hold of the other's hand. Before they could make contact, however, the entire world faded away, each dirty brick was replaced with black shadow, all light vanished, and the boy who tried to save him disappeared into nothingness, wiped away from sight.
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Tadase jolted awake, heart hammering in his chest, his normally neat hair a flyaway mess atop his head as he swiveled his head around, bleary eyed as he realized that he was still at Seiyo, in the middle of class.
The room was emptying, and his beloved Amu Hinamori stood by his desk, along with Yaya.
"Good moooorning sleepy head~!" Yaya sang with a grin. "You were mumbling like crazy in your sleep, Tadase-sama!"
He rubbed at his face, trying to hide his pink flush. "Ah, sorry. Did I miss anything?"
"Not really," Said Amu. "It's not like you to nod off in class. Didn't get enough sleep last night?"
"I guess I didn't..." He sighed, laying his head back on his desk.
"Maybe you should go home early," Amu suggested. "Go catch up on your sleep."
"No need," Tadase was resolute, standing and shaking his hair back into neatness. "What class do we have next?"
"Home ec." Relayed Yaya. "We're sewing tiny pillows today."
"That's good," He yawned slightly. "Kiseki was complaining that his bed was getting lumpy."
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Tadase was starting to fear sleep. Lately, over the past month or so, he'd been having some...strange dreams, most of them somehow featuring that weird, weird boy. Blue haired, blue eyed, pale skinned. Sometimes, they'd be in a kitchen, with books between them, or eating at a fast food place, or even in the Guardian Club House. He'd seen that face so many times, it seemed etched into Tadase's memory. He had managed to go the rest of the day not thinking about his dreams, only remembering again when he stood before his bed, dressed in his PJ's and ready for bed.
"The dreams again?" Asked Kiseki, floating onto Tadase's head.
"It's getting worse and they're getting weirder." Sighed he blonde, turning away and sitting on his bed. "Not to mention, they're coming during the day now."
"What was the last one you had?"
"I...we...were in a dark place, an alley I think, and...something was really cl...close and...I was up against a wall, it was holding me there and...He came, the blue haired boy." Tadase stammered through, his face getting redder and redder as he thought about this abduction, about how crazy it all seemed. He stuffed his face into his pillow and screamed.
"Are you sure you've never seen him before?" Asked Kiseki, flying above his dear friend. Tadase mumbled out 'no' through his pillow, before flopping onto his back.
"I've never...ever seen any guy like that, and I could barely see him at all." He groaned aloud, hands going to rub at his eyes. "I don't know what it's about...it really scared me, being taken like that." Tadase huffed, rolling onto his side.
"Maybe it's a prophetic dream." Kiseki suggested, going to sit on Tadase's chest. "Have you considered going to your uncle about this?"
"If it keeps going any longer, I might have to." Tadase bemoaned, head tilting back. "But what could it mean? It's just been the same guy for weeks! And it's always some ridiculous situation."
"True love?" Tadase sat up suddenly, causing Kiseki to tumble back. "I'm not ga-!" There was a knock at the door, and his mother opened it slightly.
"Tadase-chan?"
He sat straight, wondering if she heard his ranting. "Yeah?"
"A letter came for you this morning, I forgot to give it to you when you got home." She said, handing him a plain white envelope.
"And try to get some sleep tonight, okay? Amu-chan said you were falling asleep in class."
"I..ah, yes, Mom. I will." He promised, taking the letter. When she left, he opened it, momentarily forgetting his other issues.
The envelope itself was strange. Completely blank, no address or stamps, so whoever mailed it had to physically come to his door and put it in his mailbox. The letter was strange too, it looked like it was written with an old fashioned type-writer, and was written on light blue paper.
TO: Hotori Tadase of Seiyo Academy
Dear Hotori-san, please forgive such a strange letter. I couldn't risk the enemy finding this and realizing that we're onto their schemes. To tell you the truth, I'm not sure that we really are onto anything.
I'm a defender of the planet from unknown alien lifeforms, and there is a faction working in your school that's very fascinated with you, your friends, and the student body government you head. ('The Guardians' I believe?)
We've decoded some of their chatter, but we can't make heads or tails of it, as they're using some sort of coding system. There's been talk of 'magic', 'locket', 'key' and 'the Eclipse'. The nearest eclipse is the Solar Eclipse, happening this 21st of December.
If this day has any significance to you, please tell us. However, the first and foremost reason I've contacted you is to warn you. Whatever 'magic' you possess, be it weaponry, information, or anything of the like, I beg that you be careful with it, and guard it with your life. Alien beings are coming for it, and they'll do anything to get it.
Please, be careful.
Tadase read over the letter a few times, worry and fear creeping into his spine as he went over it again. Aliens? Did they mean outer space aliens or foreigners? And they were after magic? Shugo Chara Magic was strong, he would admit, but it couldn't be weaponized! (He tried that before, it simply didn't work!)
It had to be some sort of joke, right? Just a dumb chain letter, probably from Kukai...
He looked at the back, and saw that it had instructions. To write a reply on a separate piece of paper and fold it up with the original message, put it back in the envelope, tape it to an outside door with a porchlight and shut the porchlight on and off once. It also that that, regardless of his reply, the letter and envelope would disappear.
Would he go through the trouble? He had to, didn't he? If only to satisfy his curiosity. He wrote down his reply on a piece of note paper.
Have you been watching me?
Who are you?
What do you mean by 'aliens'?
He put them back in the envelope, and tip-toed out. His mother was probably in the living room with his dad, so he could use the door on the far east side of the house, the door that led to the garden.
He taped it up, and shut off the light and flicked it back on. He waited a few minutes with bated breath, and looked back outside. His eyes widened when he saw that, indeed, the envelope was missing from where he taped it. Definitely the outer space aliens, he deduced before shutting off the light again and waiting.
He counted to twenty, and opened the light and door again. The original letter was gone, along with his note paper. Inside, it was read simply:
For a while, yes. I'm sorry.
For now, that's classified.
Aoutanian's from the planet Aouit, fourth planet in the Delta planetary system, circling a hot blue supergiant star. Known on Earth as Orion's Belt.
Tadase looked up, trying to find some kind of spacecraft, but of course not seeing anything. Even the stars were blotted out by streetlights, so he couldn't even see where these aliens were coming from... He went back to his room, and wrote one last reply.
The Solar Eclipse means nothing to me.
And, with that, he went to bed, mind troubled with the thoughts of aliens, magic, the Humpty Lock and Dumpty Key as he drifted into a restless sleep.