Yo! It's Sora!! My first actual story! Well, this story will be centered around Rima. No one really writes fan fictions about her and she seems like a minor character, so I want to make people like her by writing a nice story about her. And, and, some information may be inaccurate like where she is from or her birthday and stuff like that, I did it purposely, because it will have a reason later on in the story. Hey if things go well I might make one for Kairi or Nadeshiko? I hope you all enjoy this story and please review!
Disclaimer
Sora: Hey Hotori-san!
Tadase: Yes Author-dono?
Sora: Look I've got 5 dollars!
Tadase: Well, I really hate to be rude Ms. Author-dono, but I have 5 billion.
Sora: Pfft, what, are you a millionaire or something?
Tadase: Oh Author-dono! That's silly! I'm no millionaire! I'm a billionaire!
Sora: Whatever! It's not like you own a big fancy house and a big ship!
Tadase: Actually, I have a mansion and a yacht, Author-dono.
Sora: Well, it's not like you own the world!
Tadase: Actually, Author-dono, I do.
Sora: Tch, yeah? Well, I bet you don't own Shugo Chara!
Tadase: Neither do you!
Sora: Shoot! You got me there!
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Prologue : I Don't Care
I looked at the shut classroom door drearily. I bet the teacher was introducing me as the new student right about now. I didn't want to go in. Every time I go to a new school nobody wants to be my friend. The boys all think I'm too cute and that I would never talk to them and all the girls think I'm too snobby.
"Please come in!", the teacher shouted from inside the room. It sounded like a male teacher.
I pushed the door and walked in. I stood in front of the classroom. I looked across the classroom and I saw boys with hearts in their eyes and girls glaring daggers at me. There was one boy who was smiling, but not at me, he was just smiling in general. There was also a girl who looked at me; she seemed as if she were trying to figure out who I was.
She was the strangest one out of all the other girls in the classroom. Her hair was bright bubblegum pink. I thought that it couldn't be her natural hair color. I felt that she was someone whom I should stay away from. She gave me a weird face that made me want to run away.
"Excuse me, but could you tell us your name? Oh, by the way, I shall be your teacher Nikaidou Yuu.", he said smiling. I didn't understand why he should smile, maybe I didn't get the joke?.
"Mashiro Rima", I said still looking towards Bubblegum Hair.
"Will you please tell everyone a little bit about yourself Mashiro-san?", Nikaidou-sensei asked me.
"No", I said not having anything to say. I walked toward the empty seat behind Bubblegum Hair monotonously. I prepared to sit down, but before I did I asked, "Is this my seat?". Nikaidou-sensei nodded his head and I took a seat.
"Why don't you smile?", a girl asked me. That set off everyone in the classroom. Soon, I was bombarded with queries.
"Do you think you're too good for us?", another girl asked.
"Yeah, what's with your attitude?", the first girl asked again.
"Does she have a boyfriend?", a boy wondered out loud.
"Yeah, why can't you smile? Snob!", some other girl said.
"Why smile at something that isn't funny?", I declared plainly. I turned my attention to the seat in front of me.
I just stared at Bubblegum Hair who was in her seat shaking. Then she burst out from her seat and slammed her hands on my desk. She looked mad, but it disappeared when she smiled at me.
"You're not only supposed to smile at the funny things, you can smile at the kind things, and sad things. Smiling shows that you actually care.", Bubblegum Hair said. Her words meant nothing to me, because I didn't care. I thought that the matter wasn't even worth opening my mouth for.
Classes continued all day until it was finally lunch time. Since I was new, I had to sit all alone. I walked through the school to find a nice place to sit. A had a face full of pure melancholy, but only Kusu-Kusu could tell how I was feeling. She looked at me with eyes full of concern. I walked towards a tree where there was pink behind it.
I invaded a picnic! I was slightly embarrassed, but I hid it so well no one noticed. I saw two familiar faces, it was Smiley Boy and Bubblegum Hair. Then there were two others, a kohai who seemed to be a first grader, and a boy who looked like my age. The kohai was a girl with bright ginger hair and large brown eyes, Ginger Kohai will be her nickname. The boy had a very serious look on his face. He was writing something down. I had to admit he was kind of attractive. He had green eyes hidden behind glasses and his hair was a couple shades darker green than his eyes. I started staring at him, he looked like a Class Rep to me.
Smiley Boy was smiling at me for a while. He was also kind of cute. It made me feel special that he was looking at me, but I dismissed the feeling because no one thinks I'm special. Smiley boy had blonde hair lighter than mine and ruby red eyes that a girl can lose herself in, but I kept my attention on Class Rep.
"Excuse me!", Bubblegum Hair yelled at me. It sounded like she tried to get my attention several times. I slightly blushed because I was distracted by Class Rep, but it quickly faded.
"Hai?", I said in a monotonous tone.
"Would you like to join our picnic Mashiro-san?", Smiley Boy queried smiling. I started walking away.
"He asked you a question you know!", Bubblegum Hair said standing up. Class Rep was writing more things down. I felt bad about walking away. Even if I did have friends, I wasn't allowed to have them. My parents wouldn't let me. My parents don't trust anyone. My parents don't let me trust anyone.
Classes resumed and I ended up not eating lunch. When classes were over I rushed to the front gate of the school. My mother was waiting in the car. I got in and she scolded me for being late. She started talking about how my father was irresponsible and that I was really selfish because I was late and it affects her schedule. Kusu-Kusu smiled and made silly faces to make me feel better. I wanted to smile and I did, because Bubblegum Hair said if you smile, at least you care. Too bad tears streamed down my face.
TOMORROW MORNING
I was sitting in my desk. The classroom was full of people talking in their own little groups. At least I wasn't alone. Kusu-Kusu was performing Balancing Balance on my desk and I was smiling very widely. Kusu-Kusu always made me laugh when I was feeling down. However, at the moment I wasn't thinking that to people without Charas, it looked like a was smiling to my desk. Then Kusu-Kusu's performance was interrupted.
"Weren't you the one saying yesterday that you shouldn't smile at something that isn't funny?", a girl with two black pigtails said.
"Yeah, you're such a hypocrite!", some other girl said trying to make me feel bad. Too bad that I don't care.
"Hey! Stop yelling at Mashiro-san, can't you see she's fragile?", a boy said with hearts in his eyes.
"You're right. She looks like a second grader", the same girl replied back. It was because of my height. I was only 4'3". The average height for an eleven year old was supposed to be 4'10 or something. Everyone in that class was much taller. My long blonde hair made me look even shorter. It reached the back of my knees.
"Well, whatever. Mashiro, you need to clean the classroom today after school.", she said disrespecting me by not using an honorific.
"No. I don't care about this classroom, therefore I don't have to clean it.". My mother would kill me if I stayed behind to do it.
"You have to! This is your classroom, too and it's only fair!", she argued with me. I was really troubled, but maybe with Kusu-Kusu's help I could do it?
"Mashiro-san, I wish I could do it, but I have soccer practice.", one boy said.
"Yeah, I have kendo practice today.", another complained.
"I have piano lessons", one more said sadly.
"Hai, I'll do it", I said to silence all of them. Little did I know, Bubblegum Hair was listening to the conversation from the back of the room.
AFTER SCHOOL
I rushed to put everything into order. Kusu-Kusu took care of the windows. I swept as fast as I could. I was never so stressed. My mother was probably waiting. She was probably in her car yelling at my stupidity and my lack of value. She is yelling how much of a burden I am. She probably wishes that she didn't give the ransom money. Maybe she's right, it's better off if I was killed. I didn't even realize that I was on my knees crying.
"Hey, Rima, look it's a funny face! See? Sniff! Laugh, Rima! Please laugh!", Kusu-Kusu begged and started to cry to. Kusu-Kusu remembers that day too, after all it was the day she was born. She knows that it still troubles me. The classroom door swung open. It scared me because I thought everyone at school was gone. Bubblegum Hair walked in and started washing the boards. She turned her head to smile at me. I think I smiled back. What shocked me was that she had three Charas. They all helped me clean the classroom. We finished in about ten minutes. She headed towards the door with her three Charas when we finished.
"Wait, Bubblegum Hair! Why did you do it?", I asked not even realizing that I used her nickname.
"You seemed really worried in class so I thought I'd help you out.", she said sincerely, not with that tough girl façade.
"Thank you, Bubblegum Hair.", I said still using that nickname because I don't know her name.
"It's Amu, Hinamori Amu.", she said kinda coolly. She walked out and I whispered her name to myself, "Amu-chan, you're not so scary after all."
I ran to the front gate and my mother was there in the car waiting. I got inside the car and I out on my seatbelt. I strapped Kusu-Kusu in too.
"Rima! Aren't you too old for imaginary friends?", she scolded me for putting the seatbelt on my Chara who was invisible to her.
"Rima! Why are you so late? You are really selfish about the whole situation! You're lucky you're still alive. Everything is falling apart because of you! I just wish that I had let you die.", My mother complained to me. I tried to act as if I didn't care, but tears quietly sneaked passed me. The sad truth is that, I do care.
Tada! The prologue of this story is completed. I wish to make the chapters longer. I probably will. Well, this story is supposed to turn into a romance, but right now it is just a friendship. I will entwine the two themes together as best I can. I'm not gonna tell you the pairing that it will end up as! No, it will NOT be Shoujo-ai…
Here are some translations to make the story clearer…
Honorifics
-san The most commonly used. It is used for politeness and for people whom you don't know too well. (Mr. Ms. Mrs.)
-sama This is used for someone you respect. (Madam, Ma'am, Sir)
-dono This is used for the greatest utmost respect. Comes from the word 'tono' meaning lord.
-chan this is used for endearment towards girls and sometimes women. Sometimes it is used for boys when they are cute and young. It is also used between boyfriend and girlfriend for a childlike cuteness.
-kun It is used for endearment towards boys and men.
-koi It is used between boyfriend and girlfriend only.
-kohai Used to express a lower station or grade. Sometimes it is offensive to call someone a kohai. (Lowerclassmen) This can be used by simply saying 'kohai' by itself.
-Sempai Used to express a higher station or grade. The opposite of Kohai. It is not offensive to call someone a sempai. (Upperclassmen) Can be used by saying 'sempai' by itself.
-sensei Used for doctors and teachers or instructors. Literally means 'one who has come before'. Can be used by itself.
-blank This one is SUUUUPER important. Lack of honorific means that one has intimacy between another. Only used between families and really close friends. If the special-ness hasn't been earned it can be considered offensive.
Hai Yes
Gomen Sorry
Ohayo Good Morning