Keiko: heheh, sorry, I had this idea and it sorta NEEDS to come out.
Ikuto: -glares-
Keiko: s-stop glaring at me, school's been a bitch and I DON'T need another one.
Ikuto: -gasps-
Amu: you just called ikuto a bitch.
Keiko: Yep, story time. I do not own shugo chara.
depression
Amu's pov.
5 years. It's been 5 years ever since he left. He never even said good bye, I have to go now, I'm leaving, etc.
And I never said 'I love you.'
Now, I sit in my room. I quit the guardians 4 years ago…I think, I quit school, and I quit life.
Well, I'm still working on the last one.
And, even though it's been only 5 years, people would say I've 'grown' if you know what I'm getting at. How bout a 36 C. Get it now?
Now, I sit in my room, which, I painted grey, and my bed frame…I burned it, but if my some alarm didn't go off, I would've went with it.
I have manga, but not the kind you'd like. It's romance/angst. My favorite.
Oh, and my floor, the carpet burned too, but…there are knives, razors, pins, needle's, and other sharp objects around my bed.
On my end table, however, I find incents….relaxing.(incents are little sticks that you burn and smoke and a nice smell comes from them, depending on the kind.)
I have at least 12 different burners, but I keep getting more, at least, after I sneak out.
Now then, lets talk about my appearance, shall we?
All those other clothes, you know, the ones with actual color? Not anymore. I burned those too.
And those needle's and pins your still askin bout.
I have 11 holes in each ear, Several lip rings, an eyebrow, nose, and other various places.
And all that jewelry must be expensive.
No, I just pick up some random guy, tell him if he gets me that I'll sleep with him, and ditch him when it's mine.
None of those guys know my name too, I always make a new one.
Also, I wear chains around my neck, waist, legs, arms, etc…
OH! And I KNOW your askin bout ran, miki, su, and dia…right?
Well…they disappeared inside there eggs, they cannot come out, for they are not hatched, and I do not believe in them strong enough.
But, hey, what do I care?
My friends you ask?
Well, after I realized I loved ikuto…wow…sayin his name hurts…hang on, I need a moment.
SLASH!
Ok, I feel better now after seeing tainted blood spill from my wrist.
Were was I? oh yea, after I realized I loved….erm….him, the little gay kid whom I've 'loved' so much said he loved me.
What did I say to him?
I told him to suck a cock. Like he did last night to that stray dog in the street, that might I say, was road kill.
After that, I left school, sure my 'friends' tried to get in contact with me.
But I told them all to go away, no one can understand all the pain, suffering, and sadness that man has caused me.
I hate him, I hate the way he looks, I hate his eye's, hate his smirk, I hate how he teased me, body, mind, heart….oh right. And how he stole mine, and then leaves.
But what I hate the most about him….is the fact that I can't hate him.
I love him.
His looks, eye's, smirk, body, mind…and his heart.
I don't hate him…
I hate myself for not hating him.
Oh look, I'm crying. Actually, I'm crying tears of blood.
I've cried these tears so many times, if the carpet didn't absorb them, I'd drown.
I wish I could drown.
I wish I could die.
Just to see you again.
Just to be in your arms.
But, I know you could never love a child like me.
But, I can't stop loving you.
I remember the words you said, you know, the last time I saw you.
You were on my balcony, for no reason, just there.
You scared me, I was drinking milk and if you didn't move out the way, you woulda been soaked.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. The last words you said, and these are the EXACT words, I SWEAR I'm NOT makin it up.
'see ya later.'
Later? When's that? I ask myself this question so many times. And I never get an answer.
Right now, I'm sitting in my room, hugging my knee's close to myself. Crying in them.
Actually, my parents are out with my sister ami, they never know I sneak out, because, well, I leave through the balcony and enter there too. I have my ways.
My parents locked my door so I can't get out, they are the ones stopping me from suicide.
I do have a computer though.
I like blogging. And if I do get comments, there always pity, or people start askin shit, I never reply.
An then others telling me to get over it, those I reply to. But I always ask them the same thing.
'how would you feel?'
Then they never reply back, thinking bout what I told them.
Back to the present.
I'm bored.
Nothing to do.
I don't want anything in the mall today, actually, I can't go to the mall cuz I told a couple guy's if they pick me up from the mall for our second date, I'd fuck em up good.
But I never do.
Actually, I'm still a virgin.
I'm saving that for….him.
So, sad news is, I might die a virgin.
I always carry the burglar alarm and I had to use it a couple times.
( burglar alarm is something children and women carry, pull some string and it makes a loud noise telling people someone is trying to hurt you.)
Oh well, I'll just light more incents.
End pov.
Keiko: key, first chapter DONE! Sorry it's short but it's JUST a prolog.
Amu: kill myself? Blood tears? Incents? Knives? O. m. g. I'M EMO!?
Keiko: well, DUH! that's the title of this story. Emo amu.
Ikuto: wow, angsty.
Keiko: well, only the first chapter, the others will be humor and romance.
Amu: woah, woah, WOAH! It keeps going?
Keiko: YEP! So stay tuned!
Ikuto: so…what? I come back and try returning amu to normal?
Keiko: uh huh!
Ikuto:….kool.
Amu: erm…please REVIEW OR….OR….
Keiko:…OR I'LL RIP YOUR FUCKIN HEAD OFF!
Reviewers: -reviewing.-
Keiko: -whips- FASTER! MWAHAHAHAA!
Tadase: she stole my laugh…-cries in corner.-
Keiko: that's right, almost forgot!! Ok, I NEVER thought tadagay would get so popular, so fast. So, for those new to shugo chara fanfics, I welcome you as my brotha's/sista's and I am the proud(very proud) creator of the term…'tadagay.' other people might have thought of it, but never wrote it. So for those people, sorry, but I own tadagay, the owner ship is copywrited, and some one actually said THEY were the creator(forgetting who they were telling) and I told them to look at my pen name, and they begged for forgiveness. I laughed SO hard, it was an e-mail, so you wont find out who it was. But just sayin now, ownership of the term 'tadagay' is mine, and it is 100 ok if you want to use the term in your story. And this is JUST a request, but please, at the end put 'ownership of the term tadagay belongs to keikohayasaka' so people don't start sayin they own it and take credit for my mind. It's sad.
Tadase: damn, that is a LONG speech, and it's only bout owner ship of me? I feel so loved!
Keiko:….WHO SAID YOU CAN COME OUT OF THE CORNER!?-gets whip prepared.-
Tadase:-goes to corner- r-review or..or..
Keiko: -sign, says boredly- or I'll rip your fuckin head off…
