A/N: Hey, guys! Thanks for all your KIND reviews. Taught me a lot. Anyway, do you want some recent updates about my stinkin' life? Look down, after you read the chapter. And please review. It is highly appreciated. By the way, I update this every week. Thanks. And, oh, I'll start putting on disclaimers right now.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Shugo Chara. I am NOT Peach-pit, or PONY CANYON. I am a mere human being, and the two names mentioned above are highly respected. Eheh.
The doorbell rang, and it was my mother. She was holding lots of paper bags, so Nagihiko went to help her as she went out of the car. "Thanks, Nagihiko-san!" My mother said. "You're welcome." Nagihiko answered. I was peeking from the door, waiting for them to come inside and eat DINNER. .DINNER. Especially if it was cooked by the wonder chef, Nagihiko.
First of all, one reason my mother went out: Nagihiko's enrollment. Second: Buying 'clothes' for me, and, third: Buying obsolete clothes for herself. At least she bought me and Nagihiko something, right? Anyway, I was still peeking at them when something caught my eye. There was this red stain on Nagihiko's shirt, and it looked like blood. I walked outside quickly, and then I asked, "What's that stain on your shirt, Nagihiko?" He turned to me, a little hallucinating. "Uh. Tomato sauce? Spaghetti's for dinner today." Yay, spaghetti. But that stain of his made me suspicious. What was that for??
I followed Nagihiko to the living room, where I sat down, turning on the television. The news was on, and I saw the Fujisakis were moving on to real estate, no more dancing for them?? That's impossible. But they were making millions, I forgot to add. Nagihiko was staring at the television, and then he shook his head. "I was the only one who refused." I heard him mutter.
"Ah, sorry, dinner's ready! And I also made a batch of cupcakes for you, Rima-chan, and Mrs. Mashiro, too!" He smiled and patted my head. CUPCAKES. I just LOVE cupcakes! I followed Nagihiko to the dining hall, where food was neatly placed on the top of the big table. My mother was looking at Nagihiko, so I managed to steal the whole plate of cookies. I evilly laughed at myself. "Rima-chan, don't you want to share to your mother?" Nagihiko said. Wasn't he in the kitchen? Well, he was. I can see his back turned away from the kitchen counter. "Oh, by the way, I enrolled Nagihiko!" My mother cheered. "I am such a good mother. Call me mom now, okay?" My mother called to Nagihiko. "Okay, mother?" My mother turned around. "Fine Fine. Just go call me Mrs. Mashiro, or maybe Auntie. Or something like that." She waved her hands up and down, and tossed her hair. She looked like a mean girl. "Yes, Auntie." Nagihiko said. He went to the dining table and placed the food.
"There, eat it while it's hot!" He said, and he patted my head again. "Nagihiko-is-going-to-school... All over town!" My mother sang, and it sounds like, "The Wheels on the bus". I ate my share of cookies, and then my mother got hers. "Nagihiko, want some?" My mother stuck a cookie in front of his pale face. "No thanks, Mrs. Mashiro—I meant Auntie." He said.
Completely ignoring them, I went up to my room and tried to sleep. But I just can't sleep. I got up and opened my laptop, good thing Amu, Tadase, Yaya, and Kuukai was online. I went up and asked for a conference.
Me: Hello everyone!
Yaya: Rima-tan seems to be in a good mood today...
Tadase: Yuiki-san is right, Mashiro-san. What's the news?
Amu: This is, like, SHOWBIZ! Except with a little petite blond haired girl.
Me: Is that a compliment or an insult?
Amu: Nevermind. Spill the beans. NOW! Before we strangle you tomorrow for not telling us!
Yaya: Riight. Yaya's duckies are READY!
Tadase: Y-Yuiki-san...
Yaya: Shaddap, Tadase.
Me: Fine, fine, fine.
Then I saw this "friend request". It was from... Nagihiko? He has a computer? I never had been inside his room before. I accepted the request and went back to where I left off. Yaya was flooding the chat with "TELL ME! TELL ME!" 100 times. Then another chat window popped out. It was Nagihiko.
Nagihiko: Shouldn't you be sleeping? I'll tell your mommy!
What the hell was he planning?!
Me: I'm just chatting with my friends... Is anything... wrong...? WAH!!!
Nagihiko: Rima-chan, I know that you're not crying. I don't hear you.
I went near the wall and cried out, "WAAAAAH!"
I heard his voice, saying, "Hahaha, very cute. Now, turn off that computer and sleep, or else. "
Gloomy, gloomy voice. Sounded like a ghost. I shivered. I went back to the computer and snickered. I turned myself invisible from Nagihiko, when I saw him behind me. "Nice try." I froze. How did he get there? "I'll just s-s-say goodbye. Okay?" He nodded. I opened the conference's chat window.
Me: Sorry, I'll just tell you tomorrow. I just moved. Anyway, get the full details tomorrow and THEN we'll talk. No, probably you'll meet HIM tomorrow, and there's no need to explain. Nahh, your little brains won't function properly anyways. Bye.
I closed the chat window and sighed. I looked back at him, and he was gone. Weird.
I shut down my laptop and went to sleep. The next day, I got up and hit my head on the wall, woke up completely, took a bath and dressed up. I combed my tangled, damp hair and Nagihiko popped his head from my door. "Need help, Rima-chan?" "NO." I glared at him. "Oh, come on, what did I do now? I'm sorry about last night, I just wanted to make sure you were asleep." He said. "Okay, I forgive you, just don't do anything that'll piss me off. Got that?" He nodded. "And how did you appear behind me? My door was locked." "Keys." I glared at him once again. He was already dressed in uniform, all ready for school.
I went inside my mother's car, and Nagihiko followed. "Rima-chan, be nice to Nagihiko, okay?" I turned around and rolled my eyes. "Okay, mother." Nagihiko smiled at me. This time, he had gone paler than he had before. I touched his flawless face. It was so cold, it was icier than ice, yet I can feel that there is something burning in the darkness. His eyes were just so sad; he made me curious.
My mother stopped the car, and I opened the door and went outside. Nagihiko followed again. I led him to the principal's office, and, of course, Tsukasa was there. "Good Morning, Mashiro-san. Please sit down. And, you too, Fujisaki." He grinned at us. I glared at him while Nagihiko smiled back. I was told to go to my classroom since I was running late, which is one of my lowest priorities.
"Good Morning, Mashiro-san. Care to read page 70 of your book?" Nikaidou-sensei ordered me.
"Her whole insides leapt. 'Butterfly—That word,' she thought. 'Tell me, sir, what is a butterfly?' 'It is what you are meant to become. It flies with beautiful wings and joins the earth to heaven. It drinks only one nectar from the flowers and carries seeds of love from one flower to another. Without butterflies, the world will have few flowers,'" I finally stopped, and yawn. This story was boring.
"Now, Hope for the Flowers is an inspiring story about..." Nikaidou-sensei began. Tsukasa knocked on the door, and let himself in. "Class, I'm sorry for interrupting your wonderful discussion. I would like to announce that we have a new student..." A student interrupted him. "Who cares? We don't want a new one anyway!" Tsukasa shook his head. "This guy is the twin brother of our Nadeshiko-san.." The class squealed. Who's Nadeshiko?
Nagihiko came inside, his long hair behind him was jumping like Yaya when she won an unlimited supply of chocolate. That'll never happen anyway. "Good morning, Everyone!" He waved his hand. All the girls shouted, and all the boys nodded. "Maybe he's good at sports." I heard a guy whisper. Then, Yaya, who was just beside me, said, "Why don't you react, Rima-chii?" I glared at her. "I already know Nagihiko."
"Nagihiko? What a cute name! Anyway, how'd you know him?" Yaya rose both of her eyebrows continuously. "He's a friend." "What kind of friend?" "Just a friend." Yaya obviously got bored, so she turned away. "Where do you live, Nagihiko-kun?" Nikaidou asked. "I live at the old Fujisaki house. With Rima-chan." I glared at him. "A-Any affairs?" Nikaidou asked. "What kind of question is that? Get to your flowery thing, punk!" I stood up and told him those exact words. I sat down again while the girls just looked at me.
Lunch time came, and I had no choice but to drag Nagihiko to the Royal Garden just to avoid those Question and Answer menaces. I snuck in while they were drinking tea, and they were talking about how Kuukai will graduate soon. He had to leave sooner or later, after all. "Souma-kun? Next week?" "NO WAY. KUUKAI, DON'T LEAVE ME HERE. I'll miss ya and the duckies too!" "Dash Dash Dash!? No way, Kuukai!"Tadase turned to me and Nagihiko. "Isn't that Fujisaki-kun, Mashiro-san?" I shrugged coolly."Perhaps." Nagihiko waved his hands. "Rima-chan??" Amu stared into space, muttering. "Na..Nadeshiko.." Nagihiko heard it, and turned to Amu. "Amu-chan?" I tugged his shirt. "How do you know her?" He turned to me and smiled. "I saw it last night, in your room, right?" Kuukai and Yaya's eyes widened, and Yaya smirked momentarily after. "So, what happened, are you pregnant now? Is THAT the news?" I slapped my forehead. "Of Course not!"Nagihiko just stared at me. I shrugged. "What?" He smiled and turned away. "Nadeshiko... You came back..." Amu was staring at Nagihiko, and her eyes had gone teary after a couple of seconds. She jumped, and threw her arms around Nagihiko's neck, and she smiled. "You came back! Nadeshiko!" I just stared. Who was this Nadeshiko? She sounded kind of familiar. "Who's Nadeshiko?" I asked, tugging Amu's shirt. She spun around and said, "Don't you remember her? You two used to fight a lot. It kind of bothered me." I was confused. Who was Nadeshiko? I shrugged. Nagihiko didn't look familiar when I met him—But something tells me that I forgot something that was never supposed to be forgotten. Something that was serious.
What is wrong with me? I asked myself. I went back to class, sighing. Something was DEFINITELY wrong with me today. After class, I went to Nagihiko, who was fixing his things to go home. "Nagihiko? Can I come later than you do? I need to think about something. Just tell mama that I went to the park. I can go anywhere I want now, It's a free country, right?" Nagihiko raised his eyebrow. "Well, I guess you do have a point. Be back before dinner." I nodded, and he walked home all by himself.
I actually went to the park and sat down on the bench. I looked around, and I saw this girl sitting beside me. She had short hair like Amu's, yet it was black with purple highlights. She wore a skull barrette and a necklace shaped like a cross. She had purple lipstick and black eyeshadow, and she wore an off shoulder shirt with purple and black stripes, with black pants and black sneakers. Basically, she had a gothic style.
I ignored her, but I could feel that she was looking at me. She said, in a very gloomy yet cute little voice, "Let me tell you something about ghosts." I turned to her, and I saw how serious her expression was, so I tried to listen. "Ghosts. Most ghosts, they have pale complexion and sad or furious eyes. It just depends on why they died or who they want to give REVENGE. Yeah, like that. They come back because it's either they want REVENGE or they need something that they want to grab hold of." She kept on emphasizing the word "REVENGE!", and it was kind of annoying. Why did this matter anyway? Do I know someone who's pale with sad eyes? Yes. I do. Nagihiko.
I shivered at that statement. "And, whenever it's the day of their death, blood would come out of their body. Most ghosts tend to pose as people. Oh, I forgot to tell, my name is Gochi. Well, sounds like a boy's name, right? It somewhat a nickname, but it's nice. I guess." I smiled. "My name is Rima. I guess that thing of yours helped me a lot. I have this "friend" who's pale and has sad eyes, and somewhat mysterious. Maybe he's a ghost?" I asked her. "Maybe." She stood up, and she was a lot more taller than me. That was an insult to me, damn it. "Woah, it's getting late, I have to go!" She waved her hand and ran away, her hair bouncing as she ran.
"So, There's a slight chance that Nagihiko's a... a..." I cried just thinking about it. He was my protector, after all.
Okay, like I promised: Some updates about me in real life. I recently called this 'friend' of mine "conspicuous", and it kind of bothered him AND my brother. Geez. My brother thought I had a crush on that guy, bla bla bla, but really, I was just mad, since he doesn't do his job and bla, bla bla. Somewhat conspicuous to other girls.
Anyway, the page 70 Rima read is a page from the book "Hope for the Flowers", one of my favorite CHILDREN'S books. But my brother thinks it's crap for gay people. Aha.
And, yeah, I have a twist in the story, regarding Gochi (I got that name from Gochikku, which means Gothic. Duh.) about the ghost thing. Nagihiko's..
Nah. I don't want to ruin the story. But, if you want to conclude, don't. Just yet. Feel free to review review review~!
~~iRizumu~~~~
