Disclaimer- I do not own Shugo Chara. That applies to every chapter.
AU- Their Shugo Charas have all returned to their eggs because they're in high school now. Their ages are different.
Warning- A lot of swearing (Not sure if it should be rated M though, if it is then that's too bad. Just replace them with the words bunnies, ribbons and fudge. ^_^)
Katashi POV
"You bitch get the hell away from my laptop."
The slut got up and smashed it to pieces.
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING MESS AROUND!"
I got a knife from the kitchen drawers and slashed it across her. Unfortunately the whore had superhuman reflexes and dodged it, although the knife had caught her leg just below her hip it was pretty damm deep.
"I HOPE THAT TAUGHT YOU NOT TO MESS WITH ME!" I shouted enraged.
"You fucking bastard don't fuck with me." She glared at me with a venomous look in her eye.
"CALL ME THAT ONE MORE TIME BITCH AND I'LL DO SOMETHING YOU WILL SERIOUSLY REGRET." I hissed.
"Y-O-U F-U-C-K-I-N-G R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D B-A-S-T-A-R-D!" She had a nerve to spell it out.
"DAMMIT! I'll kill you!"
"Go ahead it's not the first time you've killed someone."
"I DIDN'T FUCKING KILL YOUR MUM! YOU DID, YOU LITTLE BITCH YOU WERE SUCH AN EVIL LITTLE KID, YOUR MUM DIED BECAUSE OF YOU! SHE COMMITTED SUICIDE BECAUSE OF YOU!"
"I didn't kill my mum..." Tears were pouring down her face and she collapsed, her leg was bleeding like hell.
She looked at me again with a look that could kill.
"I didn't kill my mum. I didn't kill my mother. I didn't kill her."
"SHUT UP YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT. YOU DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE. YOU CAUSED YOUR MUM TO DIE. YOU MURDERER!"
"I DIDN'T KILL HER!" she screamed.
She gave me one last venomous look and ran away limping a trail of blood dripping after her.
"DON'T YOU EVER SET FOOT NEAR ME AGAIN YOU HEAR ME BITCH?" I shouted.
Kira's POV
I didn't kill my mum. I didn't kill her. I didn't kill her. It was the one thought that penetrated my mind.
I walked whilst crying, I found a dark alleyway and slid down making my clothes dirty while the rain poured down. It didn't really help my cut at all. Sure, it stung like hell but that wasn't the reason why I cried. I looked at the wound, it was horrible, deep, really deep yet not deep enough that it could affect my running but deep enough to leave a scar, unfortunately the scar wasn't just going to be on my leg. It was forever going to be embedded into my heart.
I cried all night and thought what a worthless person I was. How did it all end like this? I was living a nice normal life when suddenly the accident happened because of that my mum broke down. She was always crying, screaming and laughing hysterically. I tried to get her better again but what could I do? She started to go with any man that she could to get money off them. She really didn't care if I was there or not. Hell she even tried to get me on in the act. I was horrified and slapped her. She looked at me in terror. Like if I was going to kill her. Then she met Katashi. That was the biggest mistake she had ever made in her short life...
That was 4 years ago when I was 13. Sometimes I would look at my scar and remember the memories.
/~-_-~\
"Wake up! Oi! WAKE UP!" I heard my stupid brother, Kenta shout.
"No." I gave him a glare, it was most probably scary since I hate being woken up early and if I did then I would turn into the evil low blood pressured demon. (I was a type AB blood.)
"You will wake up dammit, even if I have to fucking drag you out of that bed and onto the cold hard floor by your hair!" He stormed up to my bed.
"3... 2... 1... that's it!" He pulled off the covers and dragged me outta the bed and dropped me on the floor.
My eyes shot open and I sat up straight. I glared at my idiot brother, whereas he in turn just looked pretty smug with himself.
"Why the fuck did you drag me outta bed?" I shouted.
"Because you weren't waking up!" He shouted back.
"That's cause it's fucking 6:30! Since you haven't noticed already, I'm not a big fan of waking up early!" I snarled.
"I don't give a damm about what you think, get dressed into your new school uniform." He threw some clothes at me.
"In case you haven't noticed I don't like school uniforms." I fixed him with a look the one that you could see bright stars instead of normal eyes.
"I know." My lovely brother (not) gracefully replied with I-can't-be-arsed voice.
"Then why do I have to wear this piece of shit!" Not only did he drag me out of bed (very literally) he is now making me wear this disgusting piece of junk.
"Because the piece of shit is what you have to wear to get in the damm school!" I suppose he was getting annoyed with me now.
"God, you piss me off." I turned my back on him.
"In case you haven't noticed I'm not God as far as I'm concerned."
I snorted. He not only stole my phrase he also made a pun (bad as it may be) about what I said. I tried to punch him but he noticed and blocked it and kicked his leg up high aiming for my face, I dodged and held up my arms in a fighting position. He grinned. I scowled.
"You can't lay a punch on me yet, lil' sis." He was looking ever so smug.
"I will! I swear to God I will."
"Swearing to God's bad lil' sis."
"Grrr, shut up and get the hell out of my room!" I pushed him out into the corridor and slammed the door shut. I sighed and went to get changed.
"And don't hog the bathroom for hours on end if you keep looking at yourself you will break the mirror!" I pounded on my wall since the bathroom was on the other side.
"Piss off!" Was the oh-so-elegant reply of my dumb brother.
I smirked to myself. It completely disappeared when I saw my uniform. I winced at the sight of it. It was a black dress jacket, a white dress shirt, a typical mini-skirt and a tie. Plus to my utter horror black clogs with white knee socks. I quickly ditched the socks and put on black all-star converses. I don't care if they looked weird with my uniform, but it's way better than clogs in my opinion. And if anyone made a smart remark about my shoes I will personally make sure they get their asses kicked.
I have had quite a bad experience with school uniforms since I have been to a lot of schools. Not my fault that they were full of stupid retards who keep trying to pick a fight (Although I did start quite a few of them). I got kicked out because I knocked someones tooth out. Hey stupid guy couldn't take a hint, that and I wasn't in a very good mood. Fuck that, I was in a horrible mood since my brother had eaten my pudding which I was saving. I wore my casual clothes once and my teacher had a fit he was screaming like mad I tried to explain that my uniform was too muddy to be worn to school since I had played football in it. I was really pissed so I swore at my teacher and guess what... I got expelled.
By now my brother couldn't really care less about my school life I mean I wasn't the best academically but I could cope. It was just the stupid retards that interrupted with my school life. Although my hot headed temper doesn't really help. Sigh. I really do love my brother. It's just that he is always better than me at everything. Always has been. It annoys the hell out of me. He works at some company whose name I can't remember. He beats me at everything... Even martial arts I can barely lay a blow on him yet he can run circles around me. I'm getting better though so I can block most of his attacks. I train with his old master and he is amazing! Usually if he isn't at work then I spend most of my time challenging him in battles. I also do lots of sports such as surfing, football, tennis, rugby, swimming, dancing, basketball, netball, archery, ice skating and of course martial arts. I like to get my hands into anything and everything that I can. Don't ask me how I can fit all of those in my life. But if you do, a few sports in one week then another and so on. It is pretty tiring, that's why I enjoy my precious lie ins.
I started to make it across to the bathroom to brush my teeth, wash my face and all of that stuff. When I heard my brother talking on the phone, I listened in on the door pressing my ear against it.
"Look I know about that... Ren how about I treat you to dinner tonight? ... So I can explain the whole thing...Where? ...Ok I'll meet you there at 6 this evening. Bye."
I frowned who was this Ren person? Before I realized it I fell against the now open bathroom door. My brother was not amused and was fuming.
"Don't you know about this thing called privacy?"
"Not really, no." I grinned at him, ran inside and shut the door.
"You'd better watch it squirt. Make yourself some breakfast, lock the door when you go to school and please don't get into any fights on your first day, I'm not in the mood to go to your snotty school and talk with a grouchy headmaster. I'm not gonna be here this evening so make yourself dinner. I'll probably be till about 11-ish. And you better not put any stink bombs in my bed again. Otherwise your whole collection of sports posters is going in the bin." He threatened.
"Don't you dare!" I thumped against the door.
"We'll see." I heard footsteps going down the stairs and a call of 'Don't be late' before the sound of the door shutting and the car pulling out.
I quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face and all that routine, went downstairs and made myself some toast. I was eating it when I noticed the time. It was 7:15 the school started at 7:30. It took 20 minutes to walk to school and I had to be extra early so I could sort out my classes and stuff.
Shit.
I panicked grabbing my bag with practically nothing inside it and made some quick calculations in my head as I strapped on my roller skates. It took about 10 minutes to sort out which class I was joining and what lessons I had and where to find my locker and stuff. So that left me 5 minutes to get to school. It took 20 minutes to get to school by walking and I was 3 times as fast I would be if I skated. That left me with about 6 minutes. Yeah, I could probably make it.
I tore down my street and weaved through people, almost knocking a little kid down, I shouted out a 'Mind where you're going' as I whizzed past. Everything was going fine until I bumped into someone, unfortunately for him and for me, me going impossibly fast and him not really looking where he was going.
I went flying and so did he, I landed somewhere on the concrete pretty far from when I crashed and was rubbing my ankle. Oh what a great time for me to have sprained my ankle(!)
Fuckit, that hurt like hell.
I lay there rubbing my ankle and looked at my watch it was 7:20 the time I was supposed to get to school by now. Instead was on my ass and rubbing my probably twisted ankle.
Someone up there must really hate me. I bet it's my mother.
I then remembered the guy I crashed into.
"Oi! Are you alright?' I shouted across.
"No harm done, no thanks to you." He glared at me. He had midnight blue hair and sapphire eyes. I guessed that he was older than me and also went to the school I was going to since he was wearing what looked like my school uniform.
"Sorry." I sounded like I didn't really care, which I didn't.
"Great apology. Some random girl I don't know comes crashing into me and knocks me off my feet and the first word she said to me was 'Oi.'" He got up and brushed himself down.
"That's me." I gave him a cheeky wink.
He ignored it and gave me his hand. I took it and tried to pull myself up with the help of him.
"Shit." I swore under my breath. My ankle was killing up a storm.
"Looks like you can't stand on your ankle."
No shit Sherlock.
"I'm fine." I tried skating again but that just made it worst and I ended up nearly falling again if he hadn't grabbed me just in time. He raised an eyebrow.
"Here grab onto my hand and try not to put any weight on your ankle I'll guide you along so you can still roll." He instructed.
"Why are you helping me?" I looked at him.
"So you don't want any help" He started to walk away.
"Ah wait no." I grabbed onto his arm for support.
"Do I look like the kind of person who would leave a girl who is hurt?"
"Debatable." I fake thought. "Who are you?" I asked him after a while.
"You interested in me?" He looked slightly amused, probably smiling at his own joke. Loser.
"No, I just wanna know since I was going to blame it on you that I'm late." I rolled my eyes.
"My name's Tsukiyomi Ikuto. What's yours?"
"Akane." I replied.
"Just Akane?" He asked.
"Yeah. Give me one good reason why I should tell someone I just met my last name?"
"Why not?" He smirked.
Cause you're a retard.
"Fine, my name is Spongebob Squarepants, I live in a pineapple under the sea, my best friends are a squid and a starfish, and did I mention I'm made of sponge?" I fake smiled.
"All right I get your point. I told you my name, why can't you tell me yours Spongebob?"
"Number one, Spongebob is ace. Number two, I didn't ask you to give me your full name did I? Moon-kun. Anyway I think we're here." I sighed.
"You should really go to the medical room. I'll take you there." Moon-kun said.
"You sure you're not doing this so you can get out of lessons?" I fixed him with a look.
"No. Why would I do that? Besides who would do that" He looked at me.
"I would." I put in bluntly.
We made our way through the reception, I told the office assistant my name and she pointed out to where I should be, she was kind and wrote both Tsukiyomi and I a note explaining why we were late. We made our way slowly to the medical room, where a nurse greeted us.
"Hello dear what can I do for you?" She had a nice face and a warming smile. Unlike many other nurses I've seen to mop up any scratches when I got into fights.
"I kinda fell and twisted my ankle while I was skating to school." I sweat dropped. "I also bumped into him." I pointed at Moon-kun.
"Are you alright dearie?" She asked him.
"I'm fine."
"That's good." She smiled.
She began taking off my skates and looking at my ankle. It seemed all right but had turned bright red.
"It looks fine but it'll probably take at least 3 weeks for it to completely heal."
"Really? Damm"
She looked at me.
"I'm kind of a sports freak and do lots of sports." I explained.
"Ah. Well, good for you. Most girls at this school spend most of their time trying on make up and spending money on clothes and other useless things. My daughter certainly does."
I grinned. "I spend most of my money on sports stuff a whole room in my house is filled with my sports stuff. My brother doesn't half complain that I've got more room than him."
The nurse laughed.
"I think you're okay to walk now. Test it out."
I tried walking and sure enough it felt much better. I smiled and sat down to put on my converses.
"Cheers." I waved to the nice nurse and went off only to stop again.
"Oi, Moon-kun where are the lockers?" I asked him.
He started walking towards a direction and I followed.
He stopped at rows of lockers and I found my one after 5 minutes of both of us searching. I threw my skates in and slammed the door shut.
"Where are the classrooms?"
"You're definitely one of the most polite girls I've ever met."
"You better believe it." I laughed.
"Well what class are you in?"
"2-A, you?"
"3-B, follow me."
He started slinking off up the stairs.
"Stairs?" I tried a step and stopped wincing in pain, Moon-kun turned around to see me trying but failing to get up steps.
"Old lady." He shook his head and carried me up the steps bridal style.
"Moon-kun! Let go!" I kicked my legs.
"Are you sure? I would drop you down the stairs."
I looked annoyed.
"Thought so. By the way do you have to call me Moon-kun?" He made a bored face.
"It's either that, Yomi-chan or Ticklemedoughface." I told him.
"I'll go with Moon-kun..." He sighed.
"Damm, totally wanted Ticklemedoughface.' I replied with a straight face.
He put me down so I could walk again. I stopped outside a classroom with a sign saying 2-A on it.
"Well, wish me luck" as I burst into the classroom.
"Wai-" But before Ikuto could stop me everyone was staring at me. Dammit, I was supposed to knock... Oh well too late for that.
I shuffled over the teacher who was not impressed. He glared at me from beneath his thick rimmed glasses.
"You're late."
No shit Sherlock (!)
"Yeah."
He fumed.
"Do not say yeah, say Yes Sir!" He barked.
"Yes Sir!" I barked as well miming him.
I heard footsteps outside and the whole class erupted into giggles.
"I do not tolerate insolence!" He was having a fit.
"Yes sir!" I said.
The class snorted again.
"Now you must be the transfer student."
Lovely observation Sherlock.
"Yes sir!"
A wide range of grins spread across the room. They didn't dare laugh again though.
"Now introduce yourself girl!"
"Yes sir!" I grinned. "Well I'm the new transfer student and my name's Anami Akane. May I sit down now? Sir."
"Next to Toudou, Toudou raise your hand." Mr. Genius shouted.
I looked over to see a guy who had teal colored hair and brown eyes.
He was looking bored and glared at me.
I glared back. Somehow I could tell he didn't like me. Well tough tits, I didn't like him too then.
I slumped down at my seat and cursed under my breath as my ankle hit the table leg.
"Now class, we will start with a quick 50 question pop quiz." Sir boomed. He held up a huge wad of A4 sheets. "Anami hand them out, one each" He must have seen me limp and is now torturing me. Damm him.
"Yes sir" I hissed and got up painfully.
Just what I need, a test (!)
I went round grumbling about how teachers should be pelted with moldy cheese and gave everyone the bloody sheets. Stupid teacher making me go all around the classroom. I bet my ankle will never trust me again. I was fuming and parked my ass on the chair. I finished the stupid quiz in with some time left to spare and sat there thinking. I swear there's something I've forgotten...
All of the color drained from my face as it struck me.
It was Her death date...
To sort out any confusion, yes I did mean to make some of the characters talk improperly such as 'wanna' 'outta' I just imagine Akane to talk with a twist… If you haven't already noticed Tsuki is Japanese for moon. (Hopefully) That's why Akane calls Ikuto Moon-kun because Ikuto calls her Spongebob.
Just a last note to say, SPONGEBOB PWNS!1!11!
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