Wow, my first Fan Fiction, I am so proud of myself! Well actually, not really. Anyways, as I have said before, I love shojo manga. I especially love the manga by Matsuri Hino. Here is my little fan fiction about Meru Puri set in Chrisnele's time.

Disclaimer: I don't own Chrisnele, Astale, or some of their last names. I own everyone else though! Bwhaha!

Chrisnele was woken by the sound of the larks. It was a beautiful day as the sun was shining. The maids came into her room and got Chrisnele out of bed. They dressed her or rather Chrisnele told them to dress her. Chrisnele walked out onto the balcony and looked out on her world of Astale. She saw the far away fields and the snow capped mountains.

"It's such a pleasant morning," she said drearily. Chrisnele loved Astale, but she yearned for something more. Suddenly, her father burst into her room.

"Chrisnele! You're late for the meeting," her father yelled. Chrisnele could only roll her chocolate eyes. Her pinkish hair sat on her shoulders giving Chrisnele and air of royalty.

"Yes Father," she muttered obediently as she went and followed her father. Her father was quite large in stature and had deep brown eyes and hair. Chrisnele admired her father for his words of wisdom, yet scorned him for forcing her to do things that Chrisnele did not wish to do. Having this arranged marriage to Lord Zehrotuhia was one of them. It wasn't that Chrisnele didn't like Lord Pastoreia Zehrituhia, it was that fact that she wanted to crave her own path. Chrisnele wanted her path to be where she would fall in love, marry that person, and have a wholesome relationship and family. Chrisnele's father led her to a large banquet hall. Everything was set up in a grand fashion.

"Chrisnele," her father began, "It is time for you to accept your marriage." Chrisnele turned and saw Pastoreia. She had always thought of him as an older brother, seeing as he was five years older than her. He ran toward her with open arms. At the last second, Chrisnele dodged his hug.

"Sorry, Torry, not today," she laughed. She smiled at him. She reached up and adjusted the seven-pointed star mirror that hung from her neck. Torry had a deep colour of skin, rich with melatonin. He had shaggy black hair, which frequently got in his face.

"Chrisnele," he told her, "I was so happy when Father told me that we would be getting married." Chrisnele flashed a fake smile.

"I'm happy to hear you are happy," she lied. Her hands were clenched into fists. Chrisnele folded her arms. Her mother came into the room as well. Chrisnele didn't care for her mother, but she knew that she could trust her in ties of need.

"Chrissy, I'm so happy that you are getting married," her mother squealed cheerily.

"I am too," Chrisnele lied again. Suddenly, her whole world turned black under the stress. She turned to leave.

"I'm going to take a walk," said Chrisnele as she was leaving the banquet hall. I want to fall in love, not have an arranged marriage. I really care about Torry, but I could never see him that way, she thought. I'm going to go to the material world for a while.

Chrisnele removed the mirror from her neck. She touched the glass gently and it began to glow.

"The door to the material world opens and the path of the mirror leads straight to the place I desire," Chrisnele chanted. Then, she could feel herself being pulled into the mirror. Chrisnele landed in Japan.

Thanks for taking the time to read the first chapter. If you would like, could you please review? I'll probably continue to write this even if I don't get that many reviews…