Disclaimers: I do not own Shugo Chara or any of its characters. Any information in the story is purely fiction and is purely coincidental. Blah. Blah. And finally, Blah.
Btw: is that how you say it? :))
Bah. Now On With The Story~!
"Rima, where are we going?" Amu asked, glancing around the unfamiliar area that the blonde had led them to. Rima's stare remained its focus on the road, while Yaya, bent her head down as she clung beside Amu. The pinkette noticed her silence.
"Rima?' Amu asked again, almost bumping into Rima as she suddenly stopped walking.
"We're here." Rima said. Amu and Yaya looked up at what Rima was looking at. The store had a hanging board shaped like a toy car that read "Kids at Play".
Bell chimes rang as Rima opened the door. Yaya was staring at some kid eating ice cream from the glass window and didn't catch the door on time.
"Yaya!" Amu panicked as she hurriedly pushed the door from Yaya's stunned face.
"Are you alright?" Rima asked as Amu giggled slightly. "You need to pay more attention to your surroundings, Yaya. You've been really distracted lately." Rima advised.
"No, no, that was actually pretty normal" Amu smiled, seeing the cause, a little girl's mouth covered in Pistachio Ice Cream. 'That's good. She's back… even a little bit.' Amu thought.
"Caramel & Fudge and Cookies & Cream, oh and a mango shake please" Rima ordered at the cashier.
"Why would Rima-chii wanna go to a place like this?" Yaya said, looking around at the happy, energetic atmosphere of kids running around the indoor playhouse for 3 year olds.
Amu glanced back at the counter, seeing Rima approach their table with a mango shake in hand and a teenage boy behind her, carrying two ice cream cones.
"Rima…" she sweat dropped. Rima joined them in the table as the boy politely smiled at them.
"Ah, let me take these off your hands. Thank you very much for your trouble. Sorry for the bother" Amu said handing Yaya her ice cream and giving a little bow to the boy.
"Nah, don't mention it." He beamed. "I'm Tarou by the way" the boy introduced.
"Hinamori Amu" she said, shaking Tarou's hand. Amu turned to the other two "That's Rima and Yaya" she said gesturing her palm at the mention of their names.
"Right… so what're you doing here?" Tarou asked, putting his hands in his pocket. Rima raised a skeptical brow at his question and he quickly cleared it off "No, I meant, I don't see a kid with you or anything" he shrugged.
"Actually… we don't know… why we're here… either…" Yaya glanced at Amu, constantly licking her ice cream.
"Oh, in that case…"
"Mio-chan and Kazu-kun meet Amu-oneechan, Yaya-oneechan and Rima-oneechan" Tarou sighed at the long introduction. Amu waved shyly at the two and smiled uncomfortably.
"Girls, meet my siblings" Mio, the 4 year old little girl stared at the three girls while the older little boy handed Rima the small plastic ball he was playing with a while ago. Rima stared at the blue ball in her hands then diverted her gaze to the little boy.
"Nee-chan is pretty" the little boy smiled, then ran off to the ball pit corner, her little sister chasing along behind him. Tarou and Rima
The little girl sighed "Kazu-niitan is weak" she said, going the other way with Amu and Yaya following her tracks silently. The three reached an open space; there was a wall that contained three slides, two other corners had ball shooters and a net around it to see the ball pit corner with and the last, a path that led to the trampoline floored part of the playhouse.
Mio positioned herself into the mouth of the second slide, not even looking back at the two. The silence still lived. Mio frowned
"Well, whatcha waiting for? We going sliding or not?" the little girl squeaked. Yaya lit up "Yaay~!" she cheered and went for the slide on Mio's left.
"Here we go" Amu said after they've all gotten settled.
"1… 2...-" Amu counted. "WAAH~!" they all squealed, sliding down because of Mio's palms pushing them forcefully off the edge of the seat that held their bottoms almost securely from falling.
"That was one of the best five seconds I've spent all day" Yaya said, her feet felt shaky as did Amu's.
"You guys are weak in the knees already? Man, you're getting old! Well, I'm used to it. I do this all the time!" the little girl exclaimed energetically.
"I thought you were all gentle and timid…" Amu sweat dropped, recalling the soft spoken little five year old she assumed would be an easy playmate.
"She's gone!" Yaya screamed, completely in shock.
"What? I say one thing and she's run off somewhere else!" Amu said moving towards a random direction.
"C'mon, maybe she went this way…" she trailed off.
"Ah, don't run so fast, wait for me!" a bent Rima panted following a few feet behind the little boy, being sadly surpassed by a group of little kids.
"Nee-chan hurry! We're not gonna be here all day you know!" Kazu half-whined, laughing at her. "You're even blocking Tarou-niitan's way!" the little boy giggled as he slid down a pole and run off towards who knows where.
"Ahahaha, it's alright Rima-chan, just go on your own pace!" Tarou advised with a thumbs up, behind her when she hesitated holding the pole, much less slide down it.
"Nagihiko…" Rima whispered almost inaudibly, the purple-head occupying her thoughts.
"What was that?" Tarou asked. Rima smiled and shrugged "It's nothing" she said as she slid down confidently.
"Kazu-chan…! Kazu-chan…!" Rima called calmly.
"Kazu…" Rima trailed off seeing a KO-ed Amu on the ball scattered ground and Yaya shielding herself with her arms. She looked up to see a red cannon ball focused on the pair with the little 5 year old girl grinning evilly behind it. Yaya travelled the ball pit carefully, acknowledging my presence.
'She's completely safe behind that net! I can't hit her! All I can do now is protect myself~?' Yaya thought while inching closer and closer to Rima bit by bit.
"Oho, you're good, kid" Yaya challenged. Mio frowned and an army of plastic balls came bulleting down on her. "BAH…! That hurt…!" Yaya pretended sloppily. Rima rolled her eyes 'Who would believe such evidently fake acting.' The little girl started laughing and gathering more balls to shoot at Yaya, murmuring about 'Getting her good' and 'Showing her who's boss.' Rima sweat dropped and Yaya quickly hid behind her, using her small figure as a shield, which increased the marks on her forehead twofold. She poked Yaya away with her finger and she retreated behind the now conscious Amu.
Tarou finally caught up and settled his stance on the ball pit beside Rima. He glanced at me and looked up "Hey, what's going-" he was hit by an army of green and blue plastic balls.
"I found Kazu-chan" Rima deadpanned. "What are you doing behind me? How'd I fall on the ground? Wha-" Amu was hit again by the manic little Mio.
The two kids raised their united fists up in the air, hysterically laughing and signifying alliance.
"That's it then" Yaya said. She pulled the two up and held their hands, attempting the same alliance. "You leave us no choice" she continued.
"BALL WAR!" Yaya screamed alone. "BALL WAR?" both Tarou and Amu dropped jaws and thought what they did to be punished like this. Yaya's brows scrunched up at the tension of the upcoming battle and pushed forward the two to be in front of her as shield (again).
"AAAAAH~!"
"What a day" Tarou said. Everyone sighed in unison as response. The two children had fallen asleep on the laps of their nee-chans-for-a-day…s(?).
"Aw, don't they look cute when their asleep?" Amu gazed at the innocent sleeping faces below them. "Yeah, when their not shooting at us" Yaya replied negatively.
"Hm, but I had a lot of fun today" Amu slouched, giving a wide smile to the ceiling, her head leaning on the edge of the back rest.
"Even though they're so much work" Yaya nodded.
"I think it's refreshing to have a littler someone to go through every day with" Rima added thoughtfully.
"They're still a lot of responsibility though" Yaya turned her head, Tsubasa suddenly popping in the conversation wittily.
"They're company in the house when it gets lonely" Rima contradicted.
"They look up to you and sometimes you're just eager to come to them and tell them how everything's gonna be… how you've dealed with it before and how they're supposed to deal with it too…" Amu said trailing off past heavy eyelids, which in a matter of seconds shut close.
"Tsubasa-chii stop crying!" Yaya wailed, her hands supporting her baby brother who was now hiding his head behind her shoulders. She recalled Tsubasa watching TV and getting scared of the clown.
"It's just a clown! It's a funny clown!" Yaya panicked. She balled her fists in determination and kneeled beside the TV after putting Tsubasa on the couch and was starting to settle much to her surprise.
"Look!" Yaya beamed. "tara ran tara ran tarara ran!" Yaya sang dancing the Peter Panda Dance from an American movie the watched the other day called The Pacifier.
"Yaya-chan? What's all the noise about?" their mother rushed in warily, only to see a giggling Tsubasa on the couch.
"Ahaha, just playing around" Yaya said air spinning Tsubasa in her hands. Her mother noticed the TV show they were watching- Yo Gabba, Gabba.
"Yaya-chan you've been watching that show again, that's why Tsubasa got scared" her mother said.
"But we cant have our future SUPERMAN! be afraid of a bunch of clowns now can we?" Yaya said fiddling with the baby's toes and raising them up slightly.
"They're really something…" Rima said, slowly falling asleep with Amu.
"Yeah… yeah, you're right Rima-chii" Yaya realized.
Yaya came home to a quiet living room. She roamed the rest of the house and checked up stairs first- no one. She then reached the kitchen, to her strongest suspicion was where her mother was rocking a blue crib (where a sleeping Tsubasa lay) and rubbing her temple with her free hand.
'I'm back Mama' Yaya greeted, awkwardly wrapping her arms around her mother.
"Yaya-chan, welcome back" her mother greeted, took her hands away from Tsubasa's crib and held her daughter's shoulders gently, looking straight into Yaya's eyes.
"Mama…"
"No, Yaya –chan it's alright if you don't want t-"
"That's too bad then Mama, I was really looking forward to how a British uniform would look on me" Yaya smiled.
"Aw, my darling" her mother embraced her, a film of tears formed round her closed eyelids.