Hi~ My very first one-shot, dedicated to my favorite Shugo Chara couple ever!

Sorry that I haven't updated Never Ending Cycle yet... I'll get to it... e u e;;;

Here's something that... Well, I don't know. I guess it's something that I thought would suit them? ._."

Sorry if Nagi's a but OOC .;

I'm always watching you. Observing you.

The way you smile, the way you laugh. I like it when you smile. It makes me smile too. Just like how it makes me laugh when you laugh. You're really important to me, you know?

A precious friend. Do you feel the same?

Of course not.

How do I know? Because you told me.

You tell me again and again; almost every day.

You never thought of me the same way I do to you.

Pitiful, isn't it?

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You watch me with a steady gaze.

I never know what to say, so I just laughed it off; maybe throw in a witty comment or two.

Can't you see my heart shattering when that happens?

Of course not.

After all, it would be weird if you could see my internal organs.

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Human relationships are like glass; perfect from the start, but when it shatters, it's impossible to restore completely.

It's never the same anymore, when I speak to you.

Do you notice?

Of course not. You never do.

Or maybe you do see, but you don't trust me enough to say so.

It's okay. I don't blame you, I wouldn't trust me either.

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I wear a mask, you see.

A mask that hides the real me.

You already know that though, don't you? You found out during the final battle with Easter. You found out that I was once the Queen's Chair.

I don't want to wear it. The horrible mask that I was forced to wear.

I can't take it off.

It's stuck.

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I'm waiting.

Waiting for someone to see behind the mask. To see through my facade. To see the real me.

Too bad it won't happen.

Will you be the one to help me?

Probably not.

Even though you've already seen through it all, you act like you don't care. You even like the fake me better.

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Sometimes I wonder why I stick around.

Maybe I should just leave; it would be a whole lot better for both of us.

But I can't.

Why?

That's what I always ask myself. That's what I always ponder over.

It's pointless really.

Because I already know the answer.

It's because I like you. A lot. I say you're my precious friend, but I want to be so much more. Who knows what my life would be like if you weren't in it.

I'd probably be really lonely.

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Can't you, for just one second, see me as I see you?

Never, huh.

You'll never know how I feel, because I'll never tell you.

I don't have the courage. Not while I still have the hidden mask.

But it's alright. As long as you're here now, then it's alright.

I think I'll need some glue though. It's time to start putting my heart back together.

And then maybe. Just maybe I'll tell you.