Hey AliceHeart123 here again! This is a Rimahiko SongFic, it's not normal, but-hey it's my first time. I'm aiming for multiple chapters, but I won't have lots of time to update, so don't get mad…
I've always hated February. Especially the 14th. My parents…were never ones to celebrate it. Fighting. Always fighting. About money. About School. About Me.
Never celebrating that four letter word that I was never taught. To pronounce, write, understand, or feel. They are stuck in this marriage. I try to make them laugh. They ignore me. That word was never expressed in my family…
"Rima!" Amu and Yaya called in unison. "What?!" I wince. My tone was sharper than I intended. "What's wrong Rima-chan?" Yaya, ever the optimist asked me. "Nothing…my, uh, stomach was hurting me."
"I hope you feel better in time for our sleep over at my house, Rima." Amu gave a gentle smile. Oh. The sleep over. I had forgotten all about it. Father and Mother will get angry at me for forgetting to tell them…
"I'm fine now, thank you. I have to call my parents right now." Amu nodded and walked away with Yaya whining about ice cream. I flipped out the cell phone that I had received after I had gotten kidnapped last year. It said that it was the 13th… I dialed Mother's number, thinking she would be more lenient.
"What?!" her shrill voice demanded. "I need some of my things for a sleep over. May you bring some of them for me?" she sighed over the phone I could hear voices in the background. "Call your father. He left for the house early today. I'm busy. " she hung up. No goodbye. I called my father and he grunted that he would be at the school in ten minutes. I walked into the Guardians' garden. It was a beautiful place filled with many flowers. I went to the roses. My favorite flower ever since I saw a movie when I was younger. It was a romantic comedy. The boy confessed his feelings to the girl by giving her roses. She had taken the roses and told him that she felt the same. But, there was something different… Two of the roses were different than the rest. One was yellow, the other…purple?
"Hello, Rima-chan." Nagihiko sat down in the grass beside me. "Hello, Nadeshiko." He winced. "Keep it down Queen, I haven't told her yet." He sighed and looked at the roses with me. "I see you like the flowers I planted." He planted these? "You really do act like a girl." I giggled. He let out a light chuckle that was not at all girl-like. I stole a glance at him. He was still staring at the flowers with his golden eyes. His purple hair just grazed the grass. His hands were propped behind him to help him lean back. His posture was not like a girls'. His face was flawlessly trans-gender enough, that I could see how Amu could mistake him for a girl.
"Is there something on my face?" I looked away just in time to see my father pull into the parking lot. "Excuse me." I said, trying to compose myself. I went up to the driver's door. Father looked tired and aggravated.
"Your bag's in the back. Call in the morning. Don't stay past noon." I grabbed the bag and Father squealed away in the car. I tried to walk with the bag, but it was heavy. I dropped it and tried dragging it. A new pair of hands helped lift up the bag over my head.
"Need any help?" Nagihiko inquired. "I can do it myself, thanks." I tried to take the bag away from him, but he wouldn't let me. "I'll carry it for you." He winked at me. I crossed my arms and puffed out the air from my cheeks. Amu and Yaya met up with me and Nagihiko at the parking lot. Amu's mother was picking us up in five minutes. I glanced at Nagihiko.
"You don't have to stay here, you know." He just smiled and said. "I'm fine here waiting with you." He's far to kind… Wait. Kind? I don't like him, I mean, for trying to steal Amu from me. But I couldn't help thinking about it… Amu's mother drove up with a smile. "Hello there, sorry I'm late. Ami's having a sleep over also, so I've just dropped her off." Amu pulled on her cool & spicy façade. "It's fine. At least you're here now." Her mother got out and ran to Amu and hugged her. "You're the coolest daughter ever." She rubbed her cheek against her head. "Mom, your embarrassing me." She whispered as she turned bright red. She released Amu and smoothed her clothes.
"Ok now, let's put your bags in the back." She took Yaya's bag and Nagihiko helped load mine in the trunk. Amu and Yaya climbed in. I tried to get up and Nagihiko held my hand and helped me climb into the SUV.
"Thank you, Nagihiko." He smiled. "No problem." I shut the door and waved goodbye. I glanced at my hand. It felt warm…
As we sat on the blankets spread out on Amu's bedroom floor, we played truth or dare. I made Amu tell whether or not she liked anyone. She stammered out "Yes." But I didn't press any further. Amu dared Yaya to walk on her hands for five minutes. Yaya then asked me the ridiculous question.
"Truth…or dare?" If I pick dare, she would probably make me do something that involves physical activity. (I'm not very good at sports or anything)
"Truth." Yaya thought long and hard. When she figured out what she wanted to ask, you could practically see the light bulb flash.
"Ok, do you like Nagi?" Nagi? Oh, Nagihiko. I blushed. Why Nagihiko? They both know I don't enjoy his company very much… Why would they ask about him? He's not at all someone I would have…feelings for. Even if he does have pale skin and golden eyes, and dark purple hair that shines when the light hit's it. Even if he is tall, slender, and strong too… I slapped my cheeks and tried to cool them down. I drew a breath. I exhaled and smoothed out my yellow night gown.
"I, I don't know what my thoughts toward him are, but I think it's time for us to go to sleep." I straitened my pink bow on my head and hugged the pig pillow Amu had let me borrow for tonight, since Father had forgotten to pack a pillow.
"Yeah, Amu-chi" Yaya yawned and hugged her teddy bear. Amu used the bunny as a pillow and fell asleep. I normally have a hard time falling asleep, but for some reason, I drifted asleep fast…
I woke up to beeping. And the smell of… I don't know what, but it smelled awful. My arms hurt, so did my legs, my head also. My eyelids felt heavy. I opened my eyes. The light hurt. I groaned.
"Rima!" I looked around the room; I saw a monitor and an IV that ran into my arm. I'm in a hospital. I saw a man whom I've never seen before. He was slender, tall, his hair was a dark purple color, and his eyes were gold. Gold? What a strange color…it's familiar though…I wonder why?
"Rima!" Is that my name? What is my name? How does he know me? How do I know him? I try to get up, but he stops me by touching my hand. I jerk it away. He looks hurt. He runs his fingers through his short hair. He sighs.
"The doctor said you wouldn't remember anything for awhile. I didn't want to believe them, but now…" The man looked sad.
"What happened?" I lifted my hand to my head. I felt my hair. It was short, to my shoulders. How odd...
"We were in a car accident. There was a drunken driver that hit us. We both ended up with concussions, you ended up with memory loss. Oh, the loss of our hair is because of surgery. Both of us had too long of hair, so they cut it without permission…But at least you're ok. They said if you woke with no memory that it wouldn't last long." He smiled. I remember that smile…
"But, I do remember you…Something about you; I don't know what, but something… It's likeI know your face like the back of my hand… I just don't remember why or how. How do I know you?" I shook my head before he spoke.
"Wait, don't tell me. I want to figure it out myself." He nodded and took a hold of my hand. He set it down onto the bed and held it.
"I understand. You always did like to figure out things on your own." He gave a light chuckle. It sounded deep and familiar. How do I know him? A new thought came to me.
"What day is it? What month?" I looked around the room to see if there was a calendar. I saw only faded wallpaper and a bio hazard trash bin.
"It's February the 14th." He blushed. It looked strange on him, that flush of color on his cheeks. It made me giggle. Why would he be blushing? But, February 14th…There's something about this date that upsets me...I wonder why?
"I'm sorry, but I forgot to re-introduce myself. My name is Nagihiko-Nagi for short. It's nice to meet you again." He held out his hand. I gave him my hand and shook his. It was warm and soft, I didn't want to let go of it for some reason.
"It's nice to meet you too. My name is…" What was it he said it was? R-something?
"Rima." The way he said my name was warm. I had a feeling no one has done that before…
"My name is Rima. It's nice to meet you Nagi." I smiled at him, and he smiled back.
If you don't believe me,
If you don't like my plans,
You mustn't tell me,
How I know your face like the back of my hand.
There! First chapter finished! ^_^
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The song is February Air by: Lights ……………………….Bye!