Hey guys! Haven't been on for a while! Anyways, this is probably my first Rimahiko fic, and I actually finished it in ONE DAY, since my ipod was playing all the right songs needed to fit the mood. o3o 'Tis a miracle. xD
Anyways, ON WITH THE STORY!
Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara! nor am I affiliated with it in any way.
Untouchable – that had been the first thought that had crossed Fujisaki Nagihiko's mind when he first met her. Small, but fiery, the Queen had stared down the just new Jack when they'd first met, even though she was about a head shorter than he. Stubborn, refusing help, yet Mashiro Rima's tinkling laughter had brought more pleasure to him than he'd ever though possible.
And now, laying silently on the white bed, surrounded by flowers, she looked even more beautiful, the paleness of her skin nearly blending with the white of her dress. Her gold hair flowed out, unrestrained, so close, and yet…she was still untouchable.
"…Rima-chan?"
The angelic-looking blonde didn't answer, looking perfectly peaceful in her deep slumber. The moonlight cast a gentle glow on her pale face, softening her usual stubborn features. The mauve-haired boy reached a pale hand out, and withdrew it almost immediately, as if he was afraid what that small gesture would do to the fragile-looking girl.
His gazed turned to the white lilies drooping oh-so innocently in a glass vase, their symbolic meaning made painfully aware to the Jack. Gritting his teeth, he hissed out, "Rima is not dead. She can't be; she won't be, no, she will not be."
His expression softened as gazed back tenderly at the girl, not sure what to do.
He didn't even know what he was doing at the moment – all he knew that after that accident, he'd immediately rushed to Rima's side, being wheeled away into the wailing sirens of an ambulance car. Where he found the strength after that terrifying crash, he would never know. He just stayed off to the side as the nurses and doctors rushed to help her, not sparing so much as a glance to him. Amu had cried, ignoring the comfort Nagihiko tried to give – and sought.
"Please Rima…wake up. Please, I have so much I haven't told you yet…" he whispered, reaching out to caress her face...
…and realizing, he couldn't touch her.
"…so, to the very end, I'm deprived of what I want the most?" he wondered to himself, staring at the transparency of his hands. Longingly, he gazed at her breathing softly, eyelids fluttering with each intake of air. "…I'm sorry; I won't be here when you wake up. So please…" he leaned over, and planted a gentle kiss on her lips.
When the nurse came to check up on the patient, she saw Rima, gazing silently at the violet Forget-me-not that lay still in her trembling hands.
'Still so untouchable, neh, Rima-chan?...'
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