Shugo Chara!: Remake 1!

Sakura: Hey there people! This story is very much like Shugo Chara, but twisted in an interesting way. Don't flame and please review! PS: No annoying cast comments for THIS story =)

Summary: Ikuto Hinamori is a very popular boy at Seiyo. But deep inside, he wishes to be someo

ne else. Then he gets three weird looking eggs on his bed who become his Shugo Chara's. The guardians are by his side to help!

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CH1: My Wish:

Today is a normal school day. If you want to know who I am, I'm Ikuto Hinamori. Yes, the next big thing at Seiyo. I have a 'cool and spicy' attitude,(Said by people at Seiyo) and a very arrogant nature. But honestly, I'm not that person at all, I'm just an overly clumsy dork inside. My mistakes often get the wrong idea by people, hence my 'attitude'.

I was walking down an ally to school. I saw three boys little under my age fighting. "Hey man! Just give us the fucking money already!" yelled a boy in rage. "Yeah! We wanna play Moshi Champ!" the other boy said in a harsh tone. The scrawny victim was scared like shit, I could tell.

Before the boys did anything else, I tapped on one bullies shoulder and cleared my throat. All three of the boy's eyes widened in fear as I smirked. "You're in my way," I said calmly."Hinamori-kun! You're the boy that has Seiyo under your feet!" one boy exclaimed. They kept talking until they shriveled in fear. "What's it to you?" I huffed.

"Damn! Look at the time boy, let's go!" a nervous boy yelled. The two ran off, leaving the victim sprawled on the floor with a 20 dollar bill in his hand. He immediately got up and stood in front of me. His amber eyes glow with astonishment. "Thank you so much Hinamori-kun! Can you sign my autograph?" he beamed. "Are you some kind of idiot?" I snorted. "You were standing in my way too. Be more careful next time" I smirked coolly. The boy dipped his head down in respect as I passed him. "Kawaii! So cool and spicy!" the boy cheered. I rolled my eyes and sighed. I heard that, thank you very much!

At School Outside:

"Hinamori-kun!" all the fangirls cheered. I gagged in disgust. They had those stupid puppy love eyes that make me want to literally regurgitate. I rushed to my fourth grade star class, not wanting to be late.

Of course, a swarm of gossip girls. They were a little across the room from me, GOSSIPING. Yeah, don't get me started, cause I got a long list about what makes a gossip girl so fucking annoying. "OMG! He's so sexy!" shouted one girl. This made me squirm in my chair. NOBODY in the history of Seiyo has ever called me that.

"I know right? Maybe his girlfriend is British, Oh I know! French!" sighed another fucked up fangirl. I gave them a nasty glare and turned my head to the side. "Go to hell," I muttered under my breath.

People can't accept me for the real me. The original me. I don't want to be cool and spicy anymore. "Oh! I heard his dad's a super cool photographer! And his mom's such a chic journalist!" a girl sighed with a sick look on her face. "Magnifique!" all the girls squealed. "Isn't it time you girls get to you're seats? I can't concentrate," I casually huffed. All the girls nodded and bowed. BOWED?! WHAT THE HELL! Am I some prince?! Fuck! I feel so sorry for their corrupted minds.

AT HOME( DINNER):

It was dinner time. My mother Midori was talking about her newest edit of Housewife's Wisdom. I rolled my eyes at the sight of her sparkly eyes. "Who cares about that? Look at my newest masterpiece! A close up of Iku-chan on his 4th birthday! Did you see him crying when we hired an Elmo guy? He called it bigfoot!" my dad, Tsugumu laughed. My fucked up dad is a wild bird photographer.

I blushed at the memory. My biggest secret, I'm still fucking scared of Elmo. Did you like even see his face, eyes. So freaky. I chewed on my veggies, trying to get my mind onto something else. My parents were watching Nobuko Saeki on TV. She is one jacked up fortune teller, I tell you. Who would even listen to her? Hell, why is she even famous?! "S-s-s-scaredy ghost, SCAREDY!" shouted my little sister, Utau. She's 4. And pretty dumb for one.

"It's not scaredy. The word is scary Utau-chan," mom corrected. "Knock down the damn ghost sissy!" shouted the scared young blonde. She pulled her long blond pigtails and screamed. She then snaked her arms around me, screaming. I rolled my eyes.

"Uhum... I wonder who taught Utau such foul language," dad sternly yelled. "Uh geez dad. Chillax!" I said quietly. "A ghost? A guardian angel is not scary," the TV spoke. "She's an idiot, just as I expected," I huffed, unwrapping myself from my cooky sisters grip. "Those who deny their existence will die!" shouted Nobuko on TV. She sounds like she's talking directly to me. How strange. "That's because I am talking to you," Nobuko smirked. My eyes widened.

"Iku-chan? Are you done eating?" mom asked. A guardian angel is something that people rely on when they're struggling in life. I'm NOT gonna depend on that. My family gave me an 'are you okay?' look. "OH! Umm... Thanks for dinner," I casually said as I gave my little sister a hug.

"He's so kawaii!"cheered my mom and dad. Utau just tilted her head in confusion. I slammed the door shut and put my back against it. I quickly changed to my 'inside character' and slumped down to my knees. "What the hell?! That was close! What was that?! Eek! I stood up and panicked. I seriously don't like the occult... I'm too freaked out to take a bath tonight! Aaaaaaaaaaaah!

I flopped flopped on the bed. Aaack! I'm so fucking tired of being that exterior character I am on the outside! Yes, in fact... my exterior character has a life of it's own. I blushed as I hugged my knees to my chest, lingering deep in thoughts. Just for once, I'd like to wear a cute prince-like outfit with lots of childish looks. I want to feel cute and be who I really am. But I can't be like that now. Because it's not my true character.

I transferred to this school six months ago. Everyone thinks I'm cool, but I'm just a lousy talker. I'm stubborn and say a lot of cynical things, but they think what I say is so 'kawaii'. And the clothes my mom buys for me makes it even worse. I thought of Saeki-san's words. ''A guardian angel is always beside you... watching out for the real you.''

I turned around to see if nobody was looking. No way... is Saeki really speaking the truth? The real me... my true self!

"If you really do exist...I'm sorry I made fun of you. So... Guardian angel-sama... please give me the courage... to be the person I want to be. I felt a whole weight of pressure release from my head. I smiled. Just maybe, things would change for the better good.

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See! This story is a little more detailed and refined than others. Maybe I'm wrong, but I feel a little different writing this story. Please review! I really appreciate it!

Amuto Chara!