Disclaimer: I do not own Kamichama Karin.
Warning: this is AU as well as a little OOC. Sorry if that bugs you but for the plot, it just has to be that way. Hope you enjoy it anyway.
Prologue
'Once upon a time, there was a King and a Queen. Together they had a precious daughter that they cherished more than anything else. Though out the kingdom, everything was seemingly perfect.
The princess had very good noble friends that were always there for her, as she was for them. All of them were tutored together, and spent all their spare time with one another talking and laughing.
However, the princess didn't quite see eye to eye with her parents. The King barely ever saw her due to him having to rule far and wide over the kingdom, while the Queen only wanted her to find the best suitable prince and get married.
Okay, so my life doesn't really go like that. My name is Karin and I'm not really a princess, and my parents aren't really a King and Queen. No, we're just really rich, and I mean really rich.
My Dad is a rich business tycoon that is constantly traveling across country with his work. I'm lucky to see him once a week.
Dad actually cares about my grades, which honestly aren't too good, but he doesn't care enough to actually do anything but yell at me for them. At least he isn't home most of the time, although I do miss him because he is the only person who can actually get my Mom to calm down about finding me a husband. I'm beginning to hate that word.
You heard me right about the husband thing. My Mom's number one goal in life is for me to get married to some rich guy. She really is something else. I don't think I can go ten minutes without seeing her. She is the epitome of the busybody. She never stops. Every second of her day is filled with running our household which unfortunately is mostly bugging me to find a guy and get married.
I'm freaking only 17! I'm too young to get married, not that I would mind getting a guy, but that's not the point. My Mother's basic job is… me. She, unlike my Dad, doesn't care about my grades at all. Nope, the boy is all that matters to her. At first one might assume that isn't too bad, but I'm here to tell you that it's the worst thing in the world.
Okay maybe I'm exaggerating slightly, but still it completely sucks, and I don't cuss often. I don't care what you say, I'm counting sucks as a cuss word.
See I spend most of my time with my good friends Himeka-chan, Miyon-chan, and my cat Shi-chan. We go to school together, and are always talking and laughing among ourselves. (Except
my cat, obviously she doesn't go to school or talk.) I can tell them anything and they get it, well for the most part. Both of their parents are a little more understanding then mine.
See, Himeka-chan's parents are okay with her not getting good grades as long as she tries hard at school, and Miyon-chan's parents don't have to worry about her grades because she always has excellent grades.
Plus their parents aren't trying to find them suitable husbands already. Sorry to repeat myself, it just really bugs me.
Then again, their parents aren't half as rich as mine, and I don't mean that in a bad way. Honestly I'm jealous of them. What girl needs multiple bedrooms before she can even walk? Don't get me wrong, I like being rich, but there is a certain point that it becomes a little ridiculous. Plus I don't love being rich. Sometimes it's just nice to watch a sunset rather than a million dollar top of the line television set. Know what I mean?
Anyways back to my friends, I have some other friends but it's not like I hang out with them everyday like I do with Himeka-chan and Miyon-chan.
There's Michiru, I've been friends with him ever since I could remember. At one point, my parents thought about me marrying him, but decided that he wasn't rich enough for me, he doesn't seem too offended by that though, he wants to marry solely for love. I'm envious of him.
Then there is Yuuki, he's a really nice guy and very smart. I may be friends with him but I know the real reason he is willing to hang out with me and Himeka, he likes Miyon-chan. Everyone knows… except Miyon of course, but I think that she may like him as well so hopefully everything will work out in the end.
Oh crud, I got to go. My Mom's calling and if she knew I had this diary then she would totally steal it and read it and I would so be grounded in a second. After all, I'm supposed to only eat breathe and sleep getting a future husband.'
With that as her final note, Karin quickly closed her journal and slipped her pencil into the spiral part of it, before looking for a place to hide it.
She had known when Himeka-chan had given her the journal to make into a diary she would have to hide it, but she had been too excited about writing to find a hiding spot first. Now, she was going to regret that because her Mom was going to find it and she would take it right away.
Where to hide it? Where to hide it? Where to hide it? Karin thought over and over racking her brain for some sort of answer. There were so many places that she could hide it, but most of them could and would be found out by her Mom or one of the maids.
She looked around her room, the most girly room of all time. It was so pink she almost wanted to puke. Yeah, she did like the color pink, but to this extent it was overwhelming. She could see
the disgust in her friend's eyes whenever they visited. Maybe that was one of the reasons that they tended to hang out at their houses and not hers.
There was a bookshelf against one of the walls, but all it contained was magazines for teens which could be amusing but after a while got boring, and romance novels that were the same way. Her mother sadly wouldn't let her buy any other type of book, but she was looking into cutting out the middle of one of her books so that she could hide another book inside of it. She didn't know what yet, but did it matter at this point. There was no way to hide the journal there; it would stick out like a sore thumb.
Also on that wall was her walk in closet, but it was so filled with clothes that nothing else would probably fit in there nicely, plus a journal in a closet would just scream to her Mom to read it.
The next wall had her window, her one source of pleasure. The thing that helped her see out into the real world beyond her house, school, and her friend's yards. Unfortunately, it didn't really help her hide her journal.
By her window was her bed. For a moment she debated about hiding the thing in-between the mattress and the bed frame, but the thought of maids changing the sheets came to mind and that idea was thrown right out the window.
Along the next wall, was shelves filled with all her stuffed animals, of course all of them were antiques and so she hadn't ever been allowed to touch them in her childhood. Now that she was 17 she knew that her parents weren't technically watching her twenty four seven, so every once in a while she would take them down and then put them back up in a different order just to see if her Mother noticed. She never had said anything to Karin, but somehow they always ended up back in their original order. Still it was one way of rebelling so Karin continued to do it even though she knew it was childish.
Her last wall contained her door, no help there, and her dresser. Maybe she could hide it in there. She ran over to it as she heard her Mom yell once again, "Karin, just what are you doing up there exactly!?"
She didn't have much time before her Mom came in. Before her Mom could she yanked open her bottom dresser drawer and sadly it came right out because of the force she had pulled with. Thankfully, none of her clothes fell out and most of it remained folded well enough that she knew she could slip the drawer back in no problem.
It was then, that she found the perfect hiding spot. There, with her dresser drawer completely out, one could see the floor, and there was a small area of about an inch, that something, if flat enough, could be hidden between the floor and the bottom of the drawer, and the best part was the only way to get to it was to take the drawer completely out of dresser. In short, it was perfect.
Karin resisted the urge to squeal in delight of her newfound hiding spot, and quickly slipped her journal in, before shoving her dresser drawer back in its frame.
Just as it was slammed shut, her Mom poked her head into the room disapprovingly. "What on earth are you doing up here?" she questioned peering around the room as if looking for incriminating evidence.
"Just thinking," Karin said smoothly as if nothing was wrong. By now she was a master liar, but only to her parents. For some reason everyone else she got too nervous with and couldn't lie to them without it being obvious. Either that or her parents just didn't care enough if she did lie to them.
"Well get downstairs right now, some of my friends are here to meet you," her Mom then said putting on an overly cheery face.
Great, more rich women with boys that might be deemed suitable enough to marry me.
"Just change out of that school uniform first though," Karin's Mom said as she crinkled her nose in disgust.
Karin had a hard time not laughing, and ended up nodding in reply, not trusting her voice to come out without laughter.
"You're such a pretty girl, we'll find the perfect guy for you," her Mother said then smiling kindly at Karin's face. She couldn't help but blush at the complement. She knew that she shouldn't believer het though, her Mom was never one much for complements, at least not true ones.
A moment later, her Mom was gone and she was left alone once again. She couldn't help but not be able to wait till tomorrow, Friday, when her school, that was mostly just for rich kids and a few scholarship students, was having its annual dance. Not that she would have a date, unless her Mom set her up on one.
She cringed at the thought, but hopefully her Mom would be too picky as always to let Karin go really with anyone. Karin smiled as dreams of the dance filled her mind, there was no way her Mom wouldn't let her go to this dance, after all, it was a great way to become better acquainted with possible suitors.
Karin sighed, going to her closet to change, she realized that she was struggling in a world that she didn't want to be part of.
So first of all, most of the chapters will be written in the format that I wrote in at the end. Also, I believe that this will be the shortest chapter of the whole fic. Most chapters will be longer.
To explain: each chapter will have a theme fairy tale to go along with it. This is one of the two chapters that didn't. Its theme was "Once Upon A Time…" Because let's face it, all good fairytales start that way.
Next chapter is: Chapter One: Cinderella.
Umm… just letting you know, obviously I won't use every possible fairy tale known to man, there are just way too many. But I think that I've done a decent job at picking out which to use, and all of them will be changed mostly modernized, and some may actually only contain a line from that Fairytale.
Also, about Karin's Mom, she is just very old-fashioned in this modern time, she thinks that Karin should do what she is, be a housewife. I didn't know if that was confusing at all. Sorry if it was.
Hope you all enjoyed. I'm fairly good at updating so keep an eye out. Reviews are always appreciated, especially constructive criticism. (Also, most my authors notes won't be this long, sorry about that too.)
FFG- Jo