I have been waiting for Fujisaki Nagihiko my whole life . `
Rima POV
As I drifted up the cascading staircase I was left with chaste astonishment. As I took in the atmosphere I felt at peace, from every book, person and story hidden behind each shelf. What I wasn't ready for that day, today, was the person I was anticipating my whole life. Strange isn't it? To wait for someone day after day, until those days turn to months and months into years; but the moment they arrive your left choked, unready and weak.
However; I am not one of those people.
When Nagihiko leaves he speaks in whispers, as if he's ashamed of himself. He doesn't have a choice, but what I've never told him is that since the day I met him is...I never had a choice.
I scaled every distinct aisle but alas I couldn't find the book I had sought. Amu had built up the reputation about this one book to me that I had to read it just to shut her up. Romance wasn't exactly my forte and manga comics weren't exactly hers.
I reached the librarians desk hoping for assistance and I waited and waited and waited...at this point in my life, waiting was the only thing I could do; or so it felt that way.
My eyelids were drawing at a pace; heavy, when a sound awoke me...someone awoke me.
"Excuse me, if you need help we do have a bell," I hastily double blinked my eyes then continued to rub the corner of my eyes in a cute fashion, hoping to redeem what was left of my dignity. I kept my eyes darted away from the man in front of me and kept quiet, thinking of what to say next that'd make me sound smart. Librarians were the smartest people in the world since they're always reading so I had to think this through. What I hadn't noticed was the gap in time it took me to answer the man, causing an awkward silence.
"Ma'am you shouldn't keep your eyes averted, I wish to only help you and maybe count the colours in your eyes in the process, maybe even a glimpse of a smile?" He laughed, trying to charm me, the worse part was he was.
I looked up, was I being insulted or complimented?
As I looked up at the man I realized how true his words really were. I had been waiting far, far too long.
"Nagihiko? Fujisaki Nagihiko?" I asked, my voice raising with my curiosity.
He blinked his eyes dumbfounded, "...What do you know of me?" He seemed scared almost.
"It is you right?" I sprang.
"I'm leaving," He turned, quite sharply I may add.
That caught my attention so fast it was like a jolt of lightning. "Eh, Nagihiko wait please," yet he continued to walk away, and I in return continued to follow.
"I don't have time for children, I'm trying to become a writer, to live my dream while I can," he continued on his way, now, walking down the staircase.
"I know that, I know all your dreams and hopes and past and maybe even your future!" I called and like it was an enchanting incantation Nagihiko stopped dead in his tracks and eyed me carefully.
First he sighed a deep breath, "I'm listening," he probed
"Mashiro, Rima." I pointed to myself, "You don't remember me but I remember you. I've known you since I was six years old." At this point in time my features were starting to harden, "You told me you travel back through time and that in the future you and I are friends. At first I didn't believe you but that was before I saw it happen, right before my eyes!" I must have looked dreadfully serious, well as serious as a five foot girl could look.
He continued to stare, like he couldn't believe what I was saying, as if I was the one who was 'supernatural?' should I say? At this point his brain was like a sponge and so were his eyes, intimidating almost, but he continued to take in information about me. He was analyzing, just like Nagihiko.
"When I met you, you told me the rules and everything and the dates you'd return. Since right now I'm sixteen and you always return three years older your...nineteen. Am I right? Fujisaki Nagihiko? Nagi?"
He took one step back up the stairs, one step towards me, "Then you also know about my disorder don't you? Doesn't it scare you?"
He looked away, this time with averting eyes, "Chrono-Displacement."
I giggled, "Nope," taking a step towards him, "I actually think it's pretty magical."
He looked taken back for a second, he continued back up the steps when my cell phone vibrated. I checked the time and the sender and realized I was late. "Eh I'm late, I've got to run." I started down the stairs brushing pass Nagihiko.
"Wait." He called, "I finally come back and now your the one leaving?" He was being playful, I could see it in his eyes.
I looked at my watch, "Are you busy later at 5:30pm?" He shook his head. "Then meet me back here and we can go out and talk. Don't make me wait this time!" I called, my voice was probably getting fainter to him because of the distance, but I know, I just know he heard me.
Don't keep me waiting Fujisaki...
Our meetings are only compared to an oil rainbow, beautiful...a beautiful accident `
Nagihiko POV
She ran, keeping her face away from me as she yelled, until her voice became so faint it danced with the wind. She knew about my disorder, I wonder what I did to her? If I tried to suppress her image out of my mind then this could be bad.
I made my way back into the library. I caught myself constantly checking the time, I was anticipating her arrival. I started putting books back onto shelves as I broke down what I knew about her.
She wore a traditional Japanese uniform therefore she must be attending school. She wore a plaid red shirt with white knee high socks, her uniform consisted of a white button up shirt and a blazer, black. She wore black shoes and a neck-tie along with the usual skirt. Come to think of it, her skirt was almost a mini-skirt, what kind of school does she go to? Her eyes were a gleaming honey colour and her long hair was blond. Although the colours I'm using to describe her doesn't do justice. I admit I wanted to help her because she was a sight for my eyes but to have found someone like this is...weird, in a good way. The feeling I felt knowing someone actually knew me was beyond words.
"Fujisaki, what are you doing!" I looked up to see the librarian, my boss. I couldn't tell him I was fantasying about a girl I had just met. I turned away and stared at the clock. It read 5:00pm, it might be too early but it's better than late. I'll suffer punishments from my boss later, besides who knows how much longer I'll be in this time period.
I headed to the stairs and waited and waited and waited...
It had started to rain, but I was too dense to go back into the library. What if I missed her? I want to know so much about her and what she knows about me.
I heard footsteps racing towards me and I look up, to see Rima, that was her name right? Soaked. "Sorry I'm late." She tried to laugh off.
"You'll catch a cold at this rate." I sighed
"I'm not six anymore, I can take care of myself." She scuffed. I tried not to laugh at her childish antics but I couldn't resist a smile at the least.
"Come on, let's go to my apartment. We need somewhere to talk anyways." I ordered.
"Do you have an umbrella at least?" She asked annoyed.
"Nope, so we'll have to run." I took her by the hand and we started running.
She screamed at first, yelling and threatening but I ignored it because while she screamed she was smiling and that's what I was focused on.
I felt compelled to smile as well, "Maybe if you ran faster you'd be able to stay drier."
When we finally arrived in my apartment, we were huffing and puffing.
"Do you have a towel?" She asked glancing around the living room.
I walked into my room and brought out a towel, "Do you need to borrow some clothes?" I asked, unsure.
"What? No!" She answered quite rapidly.
It caused me to chuckle, "Alright then, but your the one in the wet uniform." She turned away with attitude and dried her hair. The real thing I was worried about was myself.
To have a girl like her alone in my apartment, in a uniform made up of a mini skirt and such clinging to her body would be a challenge.
"Rima? You know everything about me right? And I met you in the past?" I questioned.
She turned to face me and her killer smile was gleaming, "Yup."
"Then lets start on getting to know each other now." I smiled, "Is there anything you want to know about me?" She sat on the couch next to me.
"Then tell me, in the future will I get married? What will happen to me? Tell me?" She begged on like a child.
"I can't tell you that, it's against the rules." I winked.
"A flirt as always..." She whispered. Her eyes than lit up, "Do you still have Rhythm?"
I looked at her, "You know about chara's? That can't be unless...no I can't see any around you..."
"Answer the question Fujisaki!" She demanded.
"Fine, fine. Yeah he's in my room sleeping." I pointed into the locked room behind her. "Where's yours? What's it like?"
"Her name is Kusu-Kusu and she's in my apartment sleeping. She loves to fool around, my friends are probably playing with her." She continued drying her hair as she spoke.
We continued talking and sharing things about each other that I didn't know. She told me how she thought it was weird I didn't remember her, since I always do. Lately I've been suppressing a lot of things so that may be a reason but who knows.
"It's getting late, maybe I should go back home," She said but it sounded like a question directed to herself, as if she didn't want to go walk alone in the dark.
"It's too late now," I looked at my watch, it was already 7:30pm time had flown by, not to mention it's Autumn so night arrives earlier then day, "You can stay here for the night." She nodded her head. Did she trust me this much?
"Any last questions?" I asked her. She sat up straight and nodded her head, giving me an angel vibe, she even crooked her head like a puppy.
"Do you like anyone?" I looked at her and then thought to myself.
"Hmmm...I can't tell you that." She immediately whined and glared. "But I want to know."
"Well I'm not telling you, besides your too young to know her." She glared harder, causing me to laugh.
"I'm sixteen!" She puffed her cheeks, do you have any questions left?
"Yeah, who were you talking on the phone with earlier, who was so important to disturb our conversation?" I asked her, a little more than intrigued.
"Ha, I'm not telling you either," She stuck out her tongue, "Unless you tell me if you like anyone."
"Fine, I do like someone. We may live in different worlds but I do nonetheless." I could see her watching me every movement. "Why so curious?"
"You never told me anything when I was young. All you'd tell me is the next day we'd meet again." I watched as she transfixed her attention anywhere but me.
"Tell me now, who was on the phone with you?" I asked, I hope it didn't sound desperate.
She turned to face me, a sweet smile on her face, "Someone important to me, someone who I care about."
"Is it your boyfriend?" I asked her a little more stern then I wanted.
She turned to me, "Now look who's interested." She even giggled as she spoke.
"It's only because your being so vague," I argued, I felt so immature, it was surprisingly fun.
"It's part of mystery," she laughed. I angry at her behavior, but it made me want to know more about her, and more about...how should I say it...'us'.
A love that transcends time . . .
Authors comments: (forgive-forget-princess)
This is the combination between someone who is in love with Shugo Chara and the Time Traveler's Wife. I thought since I'm starting my first collab's why not attempt my first crossover on fanfiction as well? Warning: this is full of romance and I will alter many parts of the book/movie. (I only read the book) For example I don't want Nagihiko way older than Rima, therefore his age is only three years older than her at all times. Along the way ages will change and such but only because this is fanfiction, let my imagination flourish. I apologize for not completing Kidnapped My Heart first, but there is one chapter left and I have the sequel to do as well so I just want to wait until summer when I have more time to edit the story
I'm proud to announce my collab partner for this story: WeDidItForTheDead
I'm proud to give my partner the torch as she writes the next chapter. (:
You have no idea how talented she is, her vocabulary is beyond mine by an abundance and it's like sheer romance and drama. M A G I C A L
The actual story is written by: Audrey Niffenegger
Hope I did justice to the actual book