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Just because people share the same blood, it does not mean that they are alike.
A living example of this statement would be the Hinamori sisters, as shown on their first day of school after moving to Tokyo in the middle of the school year.
"Alright everybody, this is Hinamori Ami; please welcome her into our class and make her feel at home here at Seiyo Middle School! Hinamori-chan, do you do have anything to say?"
The thirteen-year-old smiled brightly, showing off her pearly whites as her honey golden eyes sparkled. She turned to the class and exclaimed, "Hi, it's nice to meet you guys! I know we're going to get along fabulously!"
"Wow, she's so pretty!"
"What a cute girl!"
"Her personality shines right through my heart!"
"She looks so nice; we should try to be friends with her!"
Ami blinked but then chuckled, rubbing the back of her head as she made her way to her seat next to a cute boy with blond hair and ruby red eyes. He turned in his seat and smiled at her warmly, and she blushed as she returned the smile.
The brunette turned back around, just barely missing seeing the little king with lavender hair floating next to the boy.
Meanwhile…
"Everybody, this is Hinamori Amu; she will be joining our sophomores here at Seiyo High School, so please give her a warm welcome. Hinamori-chan, do you have anything to say?"
The fifteen-year-old gave her new classmates a bored look as she flicked a strand of her vibrant pink hair away from her face. "Yo," she greeted disinterestedly as her honey golden eyes spotted an empty seat next to the window. "That's my seat, right?" She was already walking towards it before the teacher could reply.
"Wow, she seems kind of rude."
"No way; she seems so cool!"
"Spicy even!"
"Yeah, yeah; she's Cool 'n Spicy!"
"She's really pretty too, in a punkish-Goth kinda way!"
"Definitely!"
Amu internally sighed as she listened to her new classmates gossip about her, staring out the window with an emotionless face. She felt someone's eyes piercing the back of her head and she turned in her seat, meeting the deep sapphire eyes that belonged to a good-looking guy with dark blue hair.
They didn't say anything, but there was a spark that flew between their eyes.
Amu shook it off and turned back towards the window, which had been left a crack open. She frowned and closed it, turning to the teacher, who had begun to talk; the pinkette remained oblivious to the small 'nya' that came from next to her as something slammed into the window, making a certain blue haired male smirk.
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"So, girls, how was your first day at school?" Midori asked as the Hinamori family sat down at dinner later that evening. "Did you make any new friends?"
"Bunches and bunches," exclaimed Ami excitedly. "Oh, that reminds me! Mama, can I go to the mall with Sasuke-kun and Sakura-chan later today?"
"I don't see why not," replied her mother cheerfully, stuffing a piece of fish into her husband's mouth before he could shout about their daughter going out with a boy. He merely cried and chewed on the fish. "What about you, Amu-chan?"
The fifteen-year-old shrugged as she ate a forkful of salad.
Midori blinked but smiled at her. "Amu, I know you're not exactly happy about suddenly moving, but please try to make some new friends. The only person you would talk to back in Wardington was that girl, Yua, who became a model. Making friends in high school can be hard for a teenage girl, I remember that from my own youth, but you have to try."
"Mama, no offense, but I don't see the point in having friends," replied Amu, standing and picking up her plate to rinse it in the sink. "Thank you for dinner."
She stretched her arms as she walked upstairs towards her room, ignoring the excited chatter from her younger sister.
As soon as she shut the door behind her, Amu's emotionless face turned to one of anguish as she collapsed onto her bed and buried her face into her pillow.
"Agh, why do I have to be so socially awkward?" She exclaimed. "All day, people have been confessing to me and calling me 'cool' from afar! It's just like middle school!"
After a few moments, Amu turned her head to the side and glanced at her dresser, where four colorful eggs sat. There was a pink one with hearts; a blue one with spades; green with clovers; and yellow with diamonds.
A smile crossed her lips as she reached over and lightly tapped on the diamond egg, which happened to be the closest to her. "Dia, guys, you can come out now."
Slowly, the eggs cracked and four Chibi characters popped out; Amu's guardians, to be exact, and each of them represented something she dreamt of being.
Ran, the pretty pink haired cheerleader with the heart clip in her hair, was the first to be born back when Amu was when ten. She represented Amu's desire to be more honest and girly. Ran was the obviously the girly one out of the four, and the most outgoing as well. Once they Chara Changed, Amu immediately became more girlish and athletic, as well as more playful.
Miki, the cool blue haired one with the peasant clothes and beret, was the second to be born soon after Ran. She was born from Amu's feelings to be more coolheaded, logical, and artistic. Miki often kept to herself, being the introverted one, but she would also show others her romantic personality when an opportunity came up. Once they Chara Changed, Amu would instantly have the artistic talents of something like Da Vinci.
Su, the cute green haired one in the apron, was the third to be born. She took a few weeks longer than her sisters though only because she was not needed yet. Born from Amu's desire to be more motherly and cute, Su often had a habit of spacing out and only paying attention when it involved people she cared about, cooking, and/or cleaning. The Chara Change often came in handy when Amu got herself into a mess and either needed to clean up an area, or whip up something in the kitchen.
Finally, Dia, the stylish ginger one with the pigtails, was the fourth and final one of Amu's guardians to be born. She came from the desire to be more mature and confident, though with Dia, she was either not-all-the-way-there like Su, or she was spouting advice like a fortune cookie made by a monk. Like Miki, she often kept to herself and didn't participate much in conversations, but the few words she said were usually taken to heart. When they Chara Changed, Amu had a spiked confidence and often increased power in her voice when she sang.
Ran asked, "How was school, Amu-chan?"
The pink haired teenager sighed as she stared at her ceiling. "It was like I expected; no matter how hard I try, I always end up wearing that stupid mask."
"At least you're trying," said Dia comfortingly.
Amu smiled at her fourth Chara. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Anyways, sorry I didn't take you guys with me today; I wanted to try to make an impression without any additional help."
"We forgive you, Amu-chan, desu," assured Su. "Nothing much happened at home today, but your Papa kept crying that you and Ami would meet some boys at school desu." Amu shook her head.
"Speaking of Ami," started Miki. "I felt a guardian's presence around her earlier, though I can't tell if it belongs to somebody she met at school, or if she gave birth to one." Her sisters nodded, silently telling Amu that they had felt it too.
Amu sat up, a pensive expression on her face. "Hm, I wonder…I mean, even confident people like her can have a desire to be something else, right? Or she could have a dream to be something specific."
"That's right," agreed Ran. "Hey, Amu-chan, did you meet anybody new? Silly question; everybody was new, weren't they?"
"I think what's she trying to ask is whether or not you met anyone interesting," said Miki, cutting off her sister before she could begin rambling. The pink haired Chara tried to complain about being interrupted, but Miki took one of her pom-poms and tossed it somewhere.
Amu chuckled lightly before she thought about her day. Nothing really interesting had happened…well, except for that.
Amu sighed as she sat under a tree, quietly eating her lunch as she pulled out her book and began to read. The others talked absently around her, though they were a pretty fair distance away so they weren't bothering Amu.
Just as she was getting to the good part, she reached into a plastic container to get another strawberry. To her surprise, she met the slightly damp grass instead. Confused, she looked away from her book and her eyes widened when she saw that the container of strawberries had taken seeing as it wasn't next to her.
"What the…?"
Amu marked the page she was on and put her book down, standing and looking around the area for the container. "Where did it go?"
"These are pretty good."
The pinkette jumped slightly and looked around in confusion before she realized that the voice had come from above, making her look up slowly into the tree. To her shock, the blue haired guy from earlier was casually lounging on a branch…eating her strawberries!
Forgetting she was supposed to be wearing her mask, Amu stomped her foot and pointed at him as she exclaimed accusingly, "You…you took my lunch! Give it back! Why would you even do something like that?"
"I was hungry," replied the boy, smirking down at her. "For such a Cool n' Spicy person, you sure do act like a child. Are you actually that girl's twin or are you just bipolar?"
Amu glared at him. "Shut up; you don't know anything! Give me back my strawberries, you…you…stupid cat!"
The blue haired male raised an eyebrow. "How am I like a cat to you?"
"You…well, I didn't hear you in the tree so you're really quiet and the fact that you're even in a tree makes you a cat!"
The guy looked amused for some odd reason as he said, "Losing your temper like this, Amu? You're not cute doing that kind of thing."
That struck a chord and she snapped, "Don't call me so casually, you thief! I know I'm not cute so don't talk about things you nothing about! Fine, whatever; eat the strawberries. Do me a favor and choke on one."
She huffed, crossing her arms as she tried to compose herself. After a few moments, Amu finally calmed down and she began to pack up her things. She was just about done when somebody approached her. She looked up and internally sighed; it was an unknown classmate with a nervous expression, holding an envelope with a heart.
"H-Hinamori-san," he started anxiously, looking over his shoulder to glance at his friends, who were giving him encouraging looks from afar. "I…I think you are very interesting and I…I want to know if you would like to go out with me!"
"No thanks," deadpanned Amu, her mask instantly snapping on. "Can you move? You're blocking the sun."
The boy's face fell in disappointment but he smiled and bowed, "Sorry, Hinamori-san."
"Whatever," replied the pinkette, waving her hand disinterestedly as she shut her eyes and leaned against the tree trunk. "Just get out of my light."
The boy's eyes turned to hearts. "So cool!" He ran back to his friends, grinning like an idiot.
"So cold," murmured the blue haired male, dropping down from the branch to sit next to her. He placed the half-empty container of strawberries on top of her bag.
"Don't sit so close to me," stated Amu, inching away. "Get lost…stupid cat."
He smirked at her. "If you insist, Amu…and you can call me Ikuto…Tsukiyomi Ikuto."
The fifteen-year-old opened one eye and saw that he was walking back towards the school, attracting the attention of many girls who called out their declarations for him as he passed by them.
"Weirdo…"
"Amu…Amu…Amu!"
Amu shook her head, banishing the memory from her mind as she looked at Ran, who had been trying to get her attention.
"Sorry, Ran," she apologized. "What were you saying?"
The pink Chara pouted. "I was asking if you met any cute boys today!"
The fifteen-year-old blinked. "No, I didn't, Ran." And she didn't; cute was definitely not what she would have used to describe Tsukiyomi Ikuto. "Did you guys really just sleep all day?"
"No, we each did our own thing," replied Miki.
"Amu-chan, desu," exclaimed Su suddenly. "You didn't eat much at dinner, did you? Let me make you something delicious, desu!"
Amu blinked, helpless against her Chara's determined look. She may have acted cold and untouchable at school, but she was really such a softie…especially when it came to her would-be selves.
"E-Eh…alright…"
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Ami sighed happily as she brushed her light brown hair, gazing out her window with a somewhat dreamy expression.
She hadn't expected her first day of seventh grade to be so interesting.
There had been so many interesting people at school, like that upbeat and energetic eighth grader, Yuiki Yaya, who was such a difference to Ami's seventh grade classmate, Sanjo Kairi, who was cutthroat blunt and analytical. It was surprise to the thirteen-year-old when she realized that the two were currently dating.
Of course, there was also that cute, princely boy with the ruby eyes. He had smiled at Ami and greeted her warmly, which made her heart pound. She had had crushes before, and she definitely had more than a few guys confess to her-not that she would ever tell her father that-but nobody had made her feel so…warm inside.
Another sigh escaped from the young teen's lips as she set down her brush, turning to face her dresser.
Ami shook her head, muttering, "Of course today would be interesting…it's not everyday you give birth to an egg, after all."
Resting on a little satin pillow, sat a marigold colored egg with a single star on it.
The thirteen-year-old walked over and picked up the egg, holding it carefully as she eyed it in confusion. A gentle smile was on her lips.
"I don't really know what's going on, or why I gave birth-which was so not included in the health manual or puberty talk, by the way-but I do know that this is something special…so please don't be afraid to hatch." Ami chuckled. "Trust me; my bark is worse than my bite."
To her surprise, the egg glowed brightly for a few seconds before a crack appeared in the center. Then the egg disappeared and was replaced by a chibi character with long blonde hair that had a marigold tucked in; she was wearing a white summer dress with a yellow trim. A smile was on her face and her light brown eyes were warm as she waved with the hand that was holding a microphone.
"Hi," she exclaimed.
"H-Hi," replied Ami, looking shocked. "W-Who-what are you?"
The Chara pouted. "That's not a very nice question to ask, you know; my name is Marigold, and I'm your guardian character!"
After patiently explaining what a guardian character was and what feelings they were born from, Ami sat on the ground with a bewildered expression.
"So…what feelings were you born from then?" She asked, having sat in silence for several minutes.
Marigold gave her a radiant grin. "I was born from your feelings to bloom into a strong character and give others confidence through your singing! I guess you could also say that I was born from your desire to become a powerful singer, hm? Talk about a package deal; though it is kinda rare for a person to have more than one or two guardian characters."
All Ami could do was nod. "Wow…"
Marigold chuckled. "I guess it kinda is a shock, huh? Don't worry; you'll eventually come to terms with it. Everybody has their own period of adjusting when they first find out about guardian characters. Since you have school tomorrow, it's more than likely you'll see all the guardians you missed today." She tapped her chin with her microphone with a thoughtful expression.
"Oh, I guess I should also warn you about Chara Changes," she added. "A Chara Change is a guardian's ability to transfer some of our own abilities to our bearer. Or another person, but Chara Changing with someone who's not your bearer is rare. The Change can be initiated by a bearer's own will, against it by the guardian's choice, or in some cases, by a certain word or phrase."
Marigold smiled warmly. "I know this is a lot to take in, Ami-chan; do you have any questions?"
"Is…is there anything else about guardian characters that I should know about?" Ami asked. "I don't need to transform and go save the world or something, do I? That sounds cool, but also kinda dangerous…"
Her Chara giggled. "Don't worry, Ami-chan; there are some negative things about guardians, but there's nothing important you have to do when you get one. We're born to help you develop, that's all. How you choose to use your new 'power' is up to you. We only want what's best for you, after all!"
Ami took a deep breath and smiled after a few minutes, holding out her hands to gesture for Marigold to come closer. "Heh, I guess I should say then…welcome to the world, Marigold!"
Her Chara giggled as Ami hugged her gently, holding her to her cheek.
Meanwhile, miles away, a lone figure stood over a building as they gazed out at the bright city lights.
"It's starting soon, isn't it, nya?"
"…yeah."
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