A Note from Vulpi: Yes, I'm having another fanfic writing spurt. So sue me.
This one is actually not humor (GASPOMGWTF?!). It's kind of difficult writing a serious story after so much nonsense, but if I accomplish this, hopefully it will be simpler.
If you've read After Gamers, it's probably painfully obvious that I like post-Gamers era Di Gi Charat fanfics. And nobody seems to write those. So, I have taken it upon myself to have that as a sort of responsibility.
I've been wanting to write this for quite awhile, but have never had the time. Well, now I do. I've always wondered how Rabi en Rose would think after she received her wish of stardom, her reflections, all that. I find it quite interesting, and I hope you do too.
And please, please review for me. XX; I know you FanFiction dot Net Di Gi Charat fans are hard to come by, but just... please, do it? After Gamers has NO reviews and that makes me sad. So do it. Please. Pleasepleaseplease. Nyu.
A DULL GLOW
It's kind of sad, when you think about it.
All I remember of my early years was trying as hard as I could to be an idol. It was my dream. Everyone knew it was. But no one knew how dear it was to me.
Honestly. My parents left me with nothing but a pair of dice. Just... left me. From that moment, I knew I had to do my best. I had to. There was nothing else I could do.
So I strived, worked hard, tried my best to please everyone. Maybe I wanted to be an idol just to show everyone up, especially my parents. As far as I know, very few believed in me. Maybe that's why I wanted so badly to be a star.
Maybe I never liked my name because it reminded me of my parents. Maybe I was disgusted with them and didn't want to be reminded, at all, of them. I didn't want anything left of them. Nothing. I just wanted to start over, fresh and pure again.
Then Dejiko came. Looking back, maybe I was mean to her because she reminded me too much of everything I wasn't. She had a mother who loved her, was loved as the princess of the planet she came from. She had everything.
But then again, maybe why I truly loved her deep down was because she was everything I wasn't. She was a glimmer of light I could hold on to, just to keep myself going. To remind myself that I could be her, if I just held on.
Then, of course, there was Minagawa. The one who believed in me the most. And the one that seemed to disappear the fastest after my dream came true. Maybe he was afraid that he wasn't worthy of my presence anymore. He always did seem like that kind of person.
Sometimes I look back on the things we did together and I cry.
He always told me I was radiant.
I'm little more than a dull glow now.