It isn't that long but... Thanks for being here to read it! I taking this story slow, like a novel. I always will make up for it with Rimahiko...Just not yet. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara. This story is originally based off 'Precious Secrets And Beautiful Liars' by TheLingeringWolf and 'Got to be perfect Not' by bleachlover1999. And is now highly influenced by the awesome anime Durarara!
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Normal POV
She walked down the street to her new school. She wore a middle school uniform, but she looked like an elementary schooler. This girl had always been short, despite her next year being a high schooler. That was probably why many people going in her same direction stopped to look at her. Or maybe it was because she was something new. Never had she taken this path before.
It was awfully awkward to transfer during the middle of the first semester. Everybody usually waited until the start of the second semester, at least. But this girl didn't care. She didn't really have a say in when her family was moving, but she was glad to get away from her previous school.
So now, she was walking to a school with a blank look on her face.
The school was Seika Academy, a private school.
And it was completely new to her.
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He gasped for breath. But he keep on moving.
The ball bounced in a nice, even rhythm. His friend tried to get to the ball, but he elegantly danced around him. The long, violet hair swinging like it would a harsh dance practice at his home. He was not supposed to be playing this game.
He shot the ball into the hoop with a swish. He regained his balance and stood still.
The dance ended there.
His family believed he was supposed to be using all his time practicing traditional dance. It was his family's tradition for a boy had to play a girl's part. He liked dancing for the most part. It made him feel free.
But so did basketball, except basketball established him a place in his everyday life. School was like a haven to him. It was peaceful. Nothing ever changed.
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He stood atop a hill where the full view of the school could be seen. He was a cheery guy, always smiling. But right now he was frowning. He had always lived here. Always felt the calm morning breeze like this. It only took three minutes to get there from the school. When he looked down from here, he saw the same day, over and over. Everything changed, yet nothing ever did. He hated this, it was boring, unexciting. He could go over to the other side, but three days of that, it'll start to be the same day.
Over and over.
He tried.
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Here in Tokyo, here in Seika Academy. Everything changes, everything is new, but nothing changes. It's the same, but unfitting.
Rima POV
"Hello, my name is Mashiro Rima," I said. I bowed with a blank unemotional face. I scanned the class. No one really stood out. But then, something caught my eye.
It was a guy with freakishly long violet hair.
I paused for a second and moved my gaze on. Another guy was grinning. It annoyed me me the slightest.
"Where do I sit?" I asked the teacher.
"Over there, in the back," he pointed. The seat was near the window, in the second to last row. Three rows behind the boy who was grinning.
Class started and everyone scrambled to take notes. I had heard this was a hard school.
I looked out the window.
A balloon floated by.
It was going higher and higher. I frowned.
It was going the height I probably never would reach.
I was a short girl. A short girl with long blond curly hair and wide hazel eyes. If I ever wanted to reach the balloon physically, it would never happen. Though, emotionally I was even farther away.
I found it annoying, but I knew it well -
I knew that I was cute.
For some reason, here, people didn't fawn over me. And I knew why. I was the cause.
My long, luxurious blond hair was tucked into a beanie, exactly one small bang strand sticking out. Also, I had huge nerd glasses on. I didn't need them, it was only for the purpose of degrading my looks.
Most importantly, my uniform was completely normal. The tie was tied tight, all the buttons were attached, and the skirt wasn't pulled up or down. I didn't use a sweater like I usually would have. I'd look better in one, but that would also cause attention.
I didn't want to do much with school life until my family life was under control.
Nagihiko POV
The girl had bowed down and said her name. She seemed like nothing special, but she was short. Too short, like doll short. It was probably one of those fangirl-type girls. I looked away and sighed, my seat was slightly off center and I was surrounded by girls. I really didn't feel like being nice today. In the corner of my eye, the girl up front looked at me.
With a blank, adult-like face.
It was a little scary. She moved her gaze somewhere else, and I heard Kukai cracking up.
He noticed everything. Like I did, but he was more apparent than I was, more annoying. I'd only use it to get away from a fangirl.
But he was a my best friend, he was my place here.
Without him, I am just a nice guy with long hair because of family reasons.
Somehow, I ended up being the school prince because of Kukai.
It was funny. Seeing ourselves at school like this, when I actually practically had no free time and he was always messing around in different, sometimes dangerous things.
For a moment, I wished I had a basketball with me.
The teacher started the lesson. I started taking notes, it distracted myself from unneeded, useless thoughts.
Kukai POV
I grinned as the bell signaling lunch break rang.
Time to go talk to some girls!, I thought. I jumped out of my seat and looked back. The new girl was still in her seat, all alone.
"Yo! You there, welcome to Seika!" the girl looked up, slightly startled. She nodded, her face expressionless.
"Thank you."
I headed over, Nagihiko took notice and broke away from the girls mobbing him.
"Nice to meet you," Nagihiko said as soon as he made his way over. He bowed, "I'm Fujisaki Nagihiko."
"Hello" she replied, she looked seemingly in between the both of us.
I put my arm around Nagihiko. This girl was pretty interesting.
"Nagihiko, look at her! She's not even staring at you! Usually a girl would have been smitten by you by now," I chuckled.
"Eh? Well, um, that's not really t-true, Kukai," I laughed some more, it was so funny seeing Nagihiko flustered. He almost never was.
"Well, aren't you going to give her a princely smile?"
"Er..."
Someone giggled.
The short new girl was laughing uncontrollably. I grinned.
"I like this girl! She's great!" I said. I patted her head. I noticed this was the first time, since she came into the classroom, she had any look besides her nonchalant blank look.
"Hm?" the girl looked up. I realized I was still patting her."Your name is Kukai?" she asked. Her voice was really cute.
I chuckled.
"You know my name? Esper! You are one, right? Amazing!"
"Hmph, I'm not a esper, I heard this guy say it," she tilted her head towards Nagihiko. My laughed turned into a wide grin.
"Souma Kukai. Kukai is just fine. Can I call you Rima?"
"...Rima?"
"I can? Yay! Rima is so short and cute!" I could see both Nagihiko's and Rima's confused face.
"Wait a second! I never said you could!" she stood up from her seat as a bit of hair fell out of her beanie. The hair looked like honey.
"Riiimaaaa," I sang.
The next thing that happen was totally unexpected.
I got hit with a desk.
Rima's desk to exact.
Rima looked mortified, so did Nagihiko. We had the whole classes attention now.
I got right back up, the hit was nothing.
"A-are you okay?" Rima asked.
"Yeah, just fine!" I grinned with a laugh.
"I'm so sorry, I just got really annoyed, and somehow I ended up kicking the desk."
The girl was strong, but I had been around stronger.
"Don't worry! I'm fine!" she looked a bit skeptical but then she became emotionless.
"Good, go away and eat your lunch"
"Okay, okay!"
I lifted the desk back into place.
"See ya!" I grinned. Nagihiko smiled at her and we both left the classroom.
Just before we left, I could see Rima fixing her cap and tucking her golden blond hair in.
It wasn't even cold outside.
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"Nice girl, huh?" I asked.
"It looks like she has a temper," Nagihiko shrugged while he said it. I grinned.
"Man, she was strong!" I glanced at Nagihiko mischievously, "Strong girls are really great aren't they?" I nudged Nagihiko. "She'd make a nice girlfriend."
Nagihiko brought his head up and looked down at me sideways, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"I'm not looking for a girlfriend."
"You sure? I could go ask her out... But I asked some other girls out already and I'm still wondering which one I want to actually date," I grinned. Nagihiko chuckled.
"What were they like?"
"They're all very cute, want me to introduce you to a few?" We glanced at each other.
I could see it on the look on his face.
We burst out laughing, an uncontrollable light-hearted laugh.
Our days, like those, were so much fun. No matter what happened, I thought it would stay like that forever, the idealistic life.
Idealistic but much too boring.
So? How was it? Yes, I added another character to this story rather than the usual Rimahiko, Kukai! Don't worry about him, he's there for the teasing and the plot ... Or maybe not... Review, pretty please! :3
~KiMi