Cootie Catcher
By neytah-chama
A/n: this is an idea for a story, I hope I don't forget about it *sweatdrop* I've only seen most of shugo chara, so there may be some holes in the plot. Also, yes, I know that the guardian characters don't appear in the following scene, but they're probably off on one of their mini adventures. I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara
Tadase POV, years as a guardian
You know those petty childhood crushes? They don't mean anything, right? Say, if this childhood crush, a girl I liked, turned out to be a guy. It's not like it's there anymore. It doesn't mean anything, so many years later, does it?
It's been hacking at my brain. Nadeshiko had left for a year to dance abroad. I've known for years that Nadeshiko is actually Nagihiko. It's never gotten to me, the feelings I had as a child, before I knew. Then why does it get to me now?
I introduced Kukai to the new Jack today- Nagihiko. So now Kukai knows too. I put on a façade, chuckled at Kukai's shock, but inside, I was in turmoil. I still am.
Why do I feel that way when I see Nagihiko?
So I'm trying to figure this out. If I liked Nadeshiko when I was merely a child, then why do I feel practically the same way about Nagi? They are the same person, but they should feel different.
If I like Amu, then what is this feeling I have for Nagi?
There's not a simple answer. I'm so confused. I wish I could ask someone for advice, but how could I tell anyone of this?
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I'm headed to the library, to the guardian's study room. Some of the other guardians were planning to sort some paperwork back there. I figure I'll join them. I need a break from my mind. I try to forget all that my mind has been harboring. For all I know, Nagi could be there too. But I walk through the door and my façade fades. The room is nearly empty. Only Nagi remains.
He sits in the desk by the window, his feet propped up on a stack of books and papers, and pencil balancing between his nose and upper lip. His long, flowing hair nearly touches the ground. He looks up when I walk in, the pencil falling to the ground.
My mind is spinning. I look at him, and I cannot run away, not matter how much I want to. He stands up.
"Yo," He says. "You okay?"
I run to him, grab his collar and bring his lips to mine. I slide my fingers through his hair, smooth, slippery, beautiful. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. It's magical.
Our lips break, and I finally come back to my senses.
I run.
That's it for now! i hope you liked it, please review, it'll inspire me to update more often!
~neytah-chama