(A/N: In an effort to be non-OC, I re-watched Shugo Chara episode 9 and 25 over again (the one where Amu sleeps over at Nadeshiko's, and the one where she's so confused she goes back and meets "Nadeshiko" in all his masculine hotness xD) I'm going to try and stop making Nagi OC this chapter. The more I write this, the more I realize that a lot of the stuff Nagi/Rima says isn't very canon. SO if they sound kinda different, that's why...)
June 4th, two days later
The finals are nearly done! We've already written the Science, English, and Math finals. All that's left is Japanese and World History.
Surprisingly, the English final was pretty easy. I was finished in half the time as everyone else. Of course, that might be because now I can write quite quickly, thanks to having to scribble down every second thing in my diary...
Later
Tadase asked brightly if anyone wanted to quiz him on the kanji alphabet, and we all fell on the floor, groaning. There is such a thing as too much studying. We were all sitting outside, at the mercy of the boiling sun. I swear temperatures have reached an all-time high and it's times like these where I wish I was in Australia, where it's winter right now.
Meanwhile, Nagihiko was just staring off into space. And the sad thing was? He got away with it!
"HEY!" I snapped, whacking him over the head with my World Connections textbook. "Wake up! Space-cadet-free-zone!"
"What?" he said, and then shook his head furiously like he was in a shampoo commercial. (He does this really annoying hair-flick thing that I thought only girls did. If he's particularly angry, he'll start flicking his hair. Flick, flick, flick. It's enough to drive you insane).
"you were staring off into space, Nagi!" accused Yaya. "NO MORE DAYDREAM!"
"Heh. Sorry, Yaya-chan," he grimaced.
I picked a binder off the floor. "Nagi, how did this get on the floor?"
"I was taking my anger out on it. Give it."
I looked in horror at it. "It's so... so... ORGANIZED!"
"What's wrong with that?" he demanded.
I started flipping through. "Frightening! He has all the notes! And there are no doodles in the margins." I flipped to the back, and various scribbled and scrunched-up-pieces of paper met my eyes. "THAT'S more like it! so much paper! Isn't this our grade-nine schedule back here?"
"It's all organized except for the back!" said Captain Obvious. (read: Yaya).
I froze as I found a bunch of sketches at the back. "Hey, this is Amu-chan. You drew her? look... here's Tada-gay, too."
"Now, Mashiro-san, that's a bit harsh!" said Tadase, sweatdropping. "I'm totally straight... I think," he added as an afterthought.
"And here's Yaya!" exclaimed Amu, happily flipping through. "Boy, does she look high."
I looked at Nagihiko with an almost pitying look. "You're barely masculine at all."
"There's nothing remotely feminine about drawing, is there?" he asked, tilting his head to one side so that his hair made a swishing noise. That was getting REALLY annoying as hell and I could tell he was doing it on purpose.
"Yeah, there is..."
"Fine," he grumped. "It's not my fault I'm not pigeon-holing myself into masculine activities like mowing the lawn or fixing the roof."
"Speaking of fixing things, that damn useless janitor should fix the stupid air conditioner!" whined Amu, flopping down in the shade. Today, one of her latest punk-Goth outfits had black on it (which Mr. Science Genius, aka Nagihiko tells me absorbs heat) and little metal bangles that are heating up in the sun so we're really not giving her any sympathy. She still had Nagihiko's little binder of horrors in her hands. "Hey, look... here's Rima-chan! Except you didn't finish it."
"Oh, so I'm worthy enough to be unfinished?" I said icily, and Nagihiko sweatdropped. "No! Not like that..."
"Nope, here's another one of Rima. Still unfinished. With a lot of eraser marks," continued Amu happily. "Another one... and another one... you draw a hell of a lot of Rima, Nagi."
We both went red, and Nagihiko made a desperate lunge for the binder. Luckily, Nagihiko is really good at tackling people (especially if it means pulling an Alice Cullen and playing dressup on Tadase and Kukai – a very pleasant memory is the time he dressed them up as girls. Ah, you couldn't even tell Tada-gay's gender...)
Anyway, he didn't get it, and Amu held it in the air. "Oh, this one's finished! You're smiling, Rima-chan! Wonder when Nagi was able to catch you smiling?"
Kukai coughed, "stalker."
I looked at it. I was laughing in the sketch, with Amu in the background yelling at her charas.
"I remember where this was," I said unexpectedly. "That was the day Kiseki held yet another stupid embryo meeting and Miki stuck a 'kick me' sign on his back."
We all snorted at the happy memory.
"You can't blame me for laughing," I said emotionlessly. "especially when Yoru kicked him and he smacked against the wall."
Yaya fished out another piece of paper. "Hey! This is Nagi's boarding pass from the time we went to Hamburger-land!"
"... you mean the United States," corrected Tadase.
"Yeah!" said Yaya, totally oblivious. "Fujisaki Nagihiko, Type AB. What's that mean?"
"it means he's critical and indecisive according to blood type superstition." I told no one in particular. "Stupid! They should be manipulative."
Amu laughed. "Ikuto's type AB too!" (A/N: No, seriously, he is. Peach-Pit told meh so. Just like me! I'm type AB like Nagi and Ikuto. W00t!)
We all stared. "What?"
"How do yooooooouuu know that?!" demanded Tadase.
"NOOOO REASON!" said Amu in a high voice.
I started humming, "stalker, stalker, stalker Amu-chan," under my breath. "What type are you, Amu?"
"I'm Type O. Social and outgoing."
Tadase said, "I think I'm Type B."
We all stared.
"Crazy and selfish?" I snorted. "Yeah, right."
Tadase laughed weakly. "guess they're all not that accurate, I guess."
Poing.
Tadase character-changed suddenly. "WELL! IF THEY'RE NOT ACCURATE, THEY MUST BE ANNIHILATED! OH-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO! JACK! I WANT COOKIES!"
"OK," said Nagihiko absent-mindedly, and he began to wander off. Me and Kukai dragged him back and I said, "Don't do what he says, idiot! He's crazy and selfish right no... wait a minute, here. so Tada-gay is loony and narcissistic, after all."
Yaya kept reading out Nagihiko's boarding pass. "born June 4th, 1993. blah, blah blah..."
Amu, Tadase and I choked. "TODAY?"
"No, baka! 1993 is already over!" said Yaya being typically happy, oblivious, and stupid.
Nagihiko buried his face in his hands and Amu started hitting him. "why didn't you tell us it was your birthday! huh, huh, huh?"
"I don't like parties," said Nagihiko, wincing.
"Jesus, you're like Bella Swan from Twilight. Who doesn't like parties?" I demanded. I immediately regretted it. It was kind of mean. Actually, everything I say is kind of mean. Why am I only noticing it right now?
"Me," he said stubbornly, a crease forming in between his eyebrows.
Later (A/N: I started writing this section right after finishing 25, so some stuff might be a bit Shugo-Chara-cliché. Also where you'll start to be like :o Nagi-kun's different!)
I was walking along, wallowing in my own self-pity and tripping over my own feet when I happened to look up. Nagihiko was sitting ON THE ROOF OF THE SCHOOL. How did he get up there?
"How did you get up there?" I asked. He just gave me his little evil smile and said, "Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies, Ri-Ri-tan."
I glared at him.
"Jumped," he admitted.
"Off of?" I enquired.
"the ground, dummy," he replied, smirking.
"It's about ten meters up!" I yelled in disbelief. "do you have superhuman bouncing abilities or something?!"
"No, I'm just ninja." I stared. "Just kidding," Nagihiko added, grinning.
Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he was a ninja on top of everything else, I thought to myself. Then I spotted the metal ladder rungs on the side of the building. "Liar. You climbed up!"
"Yeah, but your face was HILARIOUS!" he cried, and fell on top of the roof tiles laughing his head off. He was still laughing when I joined him on top of the roof.
He was up there studying. Oh, my god. I personally couldn't read another word!
I yawned and flopped down, because the sun was so hot and had been up until one o'clock doing my summer homework last night. I shut my eyes for a few minutes. When I opened them, I came face to face with Nagihiko. He had been watching me sleep!
"sorry," he smiled, all though he didn't sound very sorry at all. "You look so cute when you sleep."
I remembered something Miki had said once: "Nagihiko's so cool. But that's what PLAYBOYS portray on the outside!"
"You're just a playboy," I grumbled and he froze in horror. "Na-Nani? I'm no Ikuto!"
"Mmmm-hmmm," I replied, unconvinced. "at least you have some defining character trait, now. Playboy."
"What's yours?" he asked playfully, and quickly sobered when he saw my look. "What is it? Something's wrong."
Looking in the other direction, I said slowly, "Do you think I'm mean?"
He looked surprised, and seemed to be on the verge of speech, when I kept talking. "I'm always mean to people. It's sad. Am I just a cold, mean person? Why? and if so, why are any of you friends with me? Is it because you have that strange clinical condition where you like being rebuffed repeatedly?"
Nagihiko hid a smile. "It's called Algolagnia, and it's related to sexual fetishes."
I flushed. Oops.
"Cheer up, I know what you mean." He smiled, and got a dreamy look in his eyes. "You know," he said thoughtfully, staring at the clouds overhead. "People tend to make judgments on the way things appear. But someone's true self may turn out completely different from their appearance. Don't you think?"
It was a minute before I realized he was directing the question at me.
"O-oh," I stammered. "I suppose." Actually, I had been thinking about how California rolls look so weird, like alien food, on the outside and they're actually good but I think he meant people.
"Like you," he went on. "You seemed really stoic, impassive and cold when I first met you."
"Hey!"
He smiled. "But then, after seeing your character change, I thought that there might be more depth. It's been only just recently I've discovered what a dynamic person you really are."
"I'm not a dynamite person!" I told him.
He laughed again. "Dynamic. Like, changing."
I thought about that for a minute.
"Like I discovered about how much things you really hide, like your family situation, so not to inconvenience other people. How you're always writing. You can't sit by and watch someone get hurt... you just put out a selfish impression to direct attention away from yourself."
"Oh, the irony." I said. "You're the one that made everyone think you were kind and polite."
"I was forced into that," he corrected. "I was just kind and polite so that people would like me. You were the only one that didn't fall for it, and that surprised me." he smiled... actually, it was more of a leer. "That's when I realized why Amu-chan must like you. I mean, you must have obviously seen through her 'cool and spicy' act right away and to the kind and caring personality that lies beneath. That's your talent, Rima-chan. You can see through barriers that people put up. I think that will be useful, some day."
He then jumped off the roof, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
Even later, after school.
Nagihiko was up on the roof again. He seems to really like it up there. He was studying again.
"Hi," I greeted him, and he put the binder down and gave me the ever so rare Mad-Genius grin. "Just can't stay away, can you, Ri-Ri-tan?"
"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!" I yelled.
"Oh, shush, you're making my ears bleed."
"Whatcha doing?" I said. He ignored me. I peeked over his shoulder and saw me. He was drawing me AGAIN. NASTI! In this one, my eyes were all big and glowy.
"when was this one drawn from?" I questioned him and he colored slightly. "When I was delivering my lecture. You're eyes were all big and shiny."
"Hardee har har."
He grinned slightly and turned the page. Suddenly, a piece of paper fell out. a photograph?
"hey," I said in surprise. "these are the guardians! Before I came! Woah... you don't look like a guy at all."
Nagihiko smiled happily. "Yeah. Look. I'm wearing a skirt."
Another one was behind it that I didn't notice. It was of...
"Nagihiko? Is this you?" I asked. It looked exactly like him, but with deliberate mistakes. He looked way older, with darker eyes that were rounder, and his shoulders seemed broader. Weird.
Nagihiko stiffened. "No. that's my father."
"Oh," I said, feeling sorry I brought it up at all. "Sorry."
"No. No, it's okay. Um..."
"...?" I stayed silent.
"Well," he said, twisting his dark blue-purple hair around his finger madly, "I've never met him. Not that often, anyway. He was never around when I was growing up. He's famous... on TV... and stuff. He does Japanese dancing under a female name as well," he shuddered. "So, he never really was there for my birthday. every year my mom called him, but I guess he forgot. I don't think he even wanted a son. He always wanted a daughter so that she could carry on the tradition. It was part of the reason I agreed so willingly to having to wear skirts." LOL. "When I left Europe to come back and fill in the Jack's chair..." he trailed off, and started up again faster. "He wasn't very happy at all. He yelled at me, said I shamed the Fujisaki name and blah, blah, blah."
I bit my lip to stop from crying, but nothing escaped Nagihiko's hawkeyes.
"don't cry," he comforted me. "He doesn't give a damn. And I still have my mother ("The military general?" I said) and my housekeeper." He stared thoughtfully at the poofy clouds again. "Although, I think she might be inhaling the Lysol again. High as a kimono collar."
Him and his weird Japanese-dancing similes.
I grabbed his hand and dragged him off the roof. He looked at me quizzically and smiled. "Come on," I told him. "why don't we throw you a party now?" I smiled. Yes, actually smiled. "You just said yourself, you still have your mother and your druggie housekeeper! And then we can take another picture to add to yours and Amu's dorky Guardian Picture collection."
He rolled his eyes. "This playboy can't say no to the cute girls."
When I re-watched the episodes, I was so shocked at how different they were from the 'proper' characters, how far they've drifted... *sniff* I might as well have gotten an X-egg on my writing abilities.
So now I really, REALLY want to re-write the whole thing so that the dialogue is right for Amu and Nagi... but I've gotten so far in writing this thing that I don't want to. So, I guess I'll just keep the precious OC Nagi that I know so well... oh well. However, Nagihiko's character WILL be going through some character adjustments in the next chapters. Hopefully you won't even notice! But you might -_- *drools absent-mindedly*.
I actually planned to make Nagihiko's father dead until I watched episode 9 and realized he was very much alive. Boo. But Yaya mentioned that he was on TV, so that's where I got the idea to make him a tragic father who is too busy for his little son. Isn't it tragic... and aren't I a sadist... but don't you think it turned out well?
Anyway, I also watched the music festival episode.
WTF.
Amu: oh! Ikuto's being controlled by Easter! I can't go to a music festival...
Tadase: *puppy eyes*
Amu:... YEAH! LET'S GO TO TEH MUSIC FESTIVAL! YA W00T!
Tsuki-no-kimi: *throws popcorn: FUCK YOU!
*ahem* sorry about that swearing session there.
Anyway, let's hope it's beta next epi. Or maybe just another Lulu "?" Egg episode. CRAAAAP.
But this can't go on forever. My prediction is that as soon as Gozen goes kablewy we'll get some Humpty-Dumpy stuff (with the lock and key, that is). I mean, that's one of the rare unresolved issues here.
Anyway... *goes all Shugo-Chara-happy* This! Is who I want to be! Do your best and go! Believe in your heart's egg and dreams will come true, just wait and see, 'cause the magix in you and the magix in me... we are the winx, come join the club, we are the winx...
Tsuki-no-kimi ---------------- has been watching too much "Winx Club", A non-anime kid's show about fairies who add "X" onto the ends of nouns.
I also took a test on who my guardian chara should be. I got Temari, whoot! I want to see who everyone else got, so takey test here:
http://www (.) quizilla (.) com/quizzes/6152001/who-is-your-guardian-character-shugo-chara
- Tsukichii~*