I don't own Shugo Chara! Thanks to all the people who read this, this is an edited version. I wanted to stress the part about her name more so I made some major changes. Dakara, yoroshiku onegai shimasu! *bows*
A long purple-haired boy walks through the streets aimlessly, obviously having no place in mind to go. He passes by shops and stores and glumly goes past all of them, finally finding a café where he can sit down and goes in.
He sits down putting his head in his hands and a waitress comes up to him. "What may I order for you?"
He looks up to see a friend that he thought he wouldn't see again. "Amu-chan? What are you doing here?"
"Oh, this is where I work. Don't tell me you moved in this neighborhood after leaving Tokyo?"
"I did."
"Omg, I can see you from time to time! Yay!" Amu squeals as she jumps up and down.
He smiles at her, the first smile in a while. "Amu-chan, can I have coffee? That's it."
"Oh right! I'm a waitress right now. Ok, coming right up!" Amu leaves. Nagihiko smiles behind her. Here he had thought that he would be in a town filled with only new people, but of course, Amu is here working as a waitress.
He looks around the café and sees that it's pretty full. He decides to mind his business when something catches his eye. It's a petite girl who has long curly blonde hair and large cute amber eyes that is filled with boredom at the moment. They were both alone, so why not go over there?
"Hey, why are you alone?" He takes the seat across from her. Her eyes widen in shock at the sudden person sitting in front of her, but they go back to normal.
"And you are?" She asks indifferently her head now resting on her hand with her elbow on the table.
He chuckles at her façade. "I know you're faking it. You're surprised."
She scowls. "That's all you can say so far?"
He laughs. "Let's start over. I'm Fujisaki Nagihiko."
"Why should I tell you my name?"
Nagihiko looks at her, stunned. "I say my name, but you don't even say yours? That's not fair."
She smirks. "Oh, our drinks came."She turned to receive her drink as she beamed at Amu.
"Amu-chan, do you know her?"
Amu giggles. "She's a regular customer. So let's say we are friends."
Nagihiko glances at the girl again. "I still didn't catch your name."
"Even I don't know her name. She doesn't tell anyone."
Nagihiko looks shocked. "Why would you do that?" She sends him a withering look before answering.
She shrugs. "I can do whatever, you cross-dresser."
"You called me WHAT?"
She takes out her phone when it vibrates a minute later. She reads it and her eyes widen, her fingers then flying over the phone as she rapidly texts.
She stood up. "I need to go. It's dangerous to go home by myself so…" She eyes Nagihiko, her eyes silently asking- ordering actually- to escort her there.
Nagihiko sighs and stands up. "Sorry, Amu-chan. I'm going to have to take her home. She's what… 12?"
Amu starts laughing her head off and the mystery girl glares at him.
"HIMAmori! Get back to working!" A girl says snobbily, emphasizing the 'hima'. The girl and Nagihiko laugh at this. You see, 'hima' means 'free'. So she was implying that Amu had free time and then made a pun of it with her name.
"Saaya, it's HINAmori! And I'm working!" Amu snaps. "Sorry guys, I got to go! And STOP LAUGHING!"
When they finally stop laughing, the blond haired girl tugs on his wrist and starts to drag him out the door. When they are on the street she starts to scream at him.
"I'm eighteen, Nagihiko! Get the age right, you weirdo!"
He stares shocked at her. She's only five feet tall and she is eighteen? The same age as him? Not to mention, she is already comfortable with being on first-name basis with him?
"Since when do you call me by my first name?"
"Since a moment ago."
Nagihiko sighs. "So where is your house? I have to take you there because of you."
"It's just down the street, you know." She says breezily. She continues to walk briskly with him following behind.
"Why won't you tell anyone your name? At least tell me WHY." Nagihiko insists. She sighs.
"I don't know my name… it's quite a shame. If you must know." She ends sharply.
"So then where are you living now? Are you living by yourself?"
She shakes her head. "I live with a family. Since I was actually adopted earlier today and I don't have a name, they're currently thinking up a name for me."
"Oh..." Nagihiko abruptly felt ashamed of himself for asking such a personal question. Even the girl in front of him seemed to be more nervous and she started playing with the hem of her whole atmosphere seemed to change and it suddenly felt much colder.
"Hey, chibi-san..."
She glared at me. "Did you just call what I think you just did?"
"What if I did?" Nagihiko asks innocently. She now full-out glared at him.
"You're such a-"
"Aw, stop acting. You do care." He says teasingly. She stops glaring at him and instead pouts. She probably got the hint that he was talking about her name and not the 'chibi' comment.
They walk in silence after that and she slowly slips her hand down from his wrist to his hand. He doesn't do anything, he just gently grips her petite hand tighter in his. She blushes.
"What are you doing? I'm not going to run away; I'm not even running."
Nagihiko grins at her, lightly stroking her long blonde curls. "Hey, that rhymed! Now that I think of it, every other sentence you said rhymed."
"It's just the way I speak."
Nagihiko looks at her contemplating. She frowned. "Stop staring, you freak."
"No, I was just thinking... Wouldn't 'Rima' be a good name? I think it meant 'rhyme' or 'poetry'."
She mutters something under her breath.
"What, Rima-chan? I can't hear you." Nagihiko leans closer to her, bending down slightly. She blushes heavily this time and he chuckles at her. She was just way too cute for him to resist! While he is still laughing, she gives him a quick peck on the cheek.
"Thank you for naming me. I thought I should at least say that, don't you agree?" Rima looks stubbornly at the ground while Nagihiko looks shocked, a light blush tainting his face. He smiles brightly and gives her a tight hug.
"W-wha- Nagihiko!" She complains after he lets her go. "You don't' go hugging strangers like that, you sicko!"
"But we're not strangers. We're friends."
"A friend that I met today!" Rima blurts out before realizing what she just said. While Nagihiko smirks, she smiles and looks to her left. "My house is just that way."
She leads him down the road and stops in front of a house. She lets go of his hand somewhat reluctantly. "...Thank you again."
"You're welcome."
Just as he was about to leave, she grabbed the back of his shirt, signaling him to wait. As he raises his eyebrows at her, he watches as she jots down something. She shoves the paper in his hands.
"Nagihiko, meet me at Chara Café tomorrow?"
He looked absolutely shocked before he ruffled her hair again, and lightly pushed her towards the door of her house saying, "Yeah, I'll see you there, Rima-chan." Rima runs back and hugs him before giving him another peck on the cheek. She runs inside her house before Nagihiko could even blush.
He looks at the number on the paper and adds her as one of his contacts on his phone. He smiles in satisfaction at what he put for her name.
He put 'my Rhyme, Rima'.
Gah, too much fluff. I'm going to drown in it!
but for people who are confused, Rima has memory-loss (amnesia in other words) so she doesn't remember her name. And so Nagihiko names her, so she'll probably suggest the name to her foster parents.
Please review! Thank you for reading!