Awkward
Well come back, everyone, to 'Chained Feelings'. Hope you enjoy this new chapter. And yes there is finally some Guardians and Oc interaction!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything apart from most characters I will use and the plot for this so no lawsuits please!
"Because they were hospitalized and it was aired all over the news. I think they were called Yui and Ren but I can't really remember the other girl's name very well," the platinum-blonde shrugged, "I wonder how they got around the near murder event. School could have been closed!"
"Are you serious? And you were all in the second grade when it happened?" a pinkette blurted out in shock which vexed me so very much with every word.
Lazily, her slimmed fingers combed through her rosy, short tresses. "I really can't believe that actually happened though!"
"And to think the new girl is possibly her. It kinda hard to believe." a pale curly-haired blonde drawled. Jiritsu blew a golden and silvery lock out of her face- a chronic habit of hers- and gave me a blank, emotionless stare,
"You seem uneasy, Ki. Your not getting paranoid or having second thoughts about this now, are you?" she inquired in a loud yawn. Jiritsu was quite a perplexing guardian at times- it baffles my mind how she has come to be my guardian spirit.
"No I am just suffering this irritant that seems to surround me," I mutter staring out at nothing in particular. Diminutive giggles escaped her thin lips as she outstretches her arms.
"The very vermin!" she giggled uncontrollably, sat on the edge of my desk,"I can see your agony." A smile spreads across my face in amusement at her whimsical ways. Soon, class comes to an end(something I have longed for for so long). Hurriedly, I wend through the multitudes out into the open air.
Sketching- that is all I long to do within my treacherous domain. Lazily, in an attempt to rid myself of such tainting ennui, I delve into my backpack and pull out an ash notebook and pencil case as well as my iPod. I put pencil to paper and sketch down to my hearts content as I listened to the captivating tunes.
All these sounds piled up in my chest
However I shake them up, they won't resound
They keep scattering away in pieces
Even through the march of such gloomy days..
.. we apathetically just hang on, uttering not a single sigh
Life filled with vanity
Colours Have Faded
Things You Desire Exist Here
Flee From This Colourless World
Your cobbled-up heart is unstable
That washed-out raw impetus of yours.. evoke it and set out
The awkward lines will connect just the way we want*.. the throbbing pulsation from that day..
.. don't ever forget it
Oh My Lord, It's Gone!
What Shall I Do?
Pieces I Had Have Fell Apart
Where Do You Belong?
Where Should I Aim For?
Once You've Lost Sight It's Left To Fall Apart
Before I am aware of the strong influences of song I am singing along to the enthralling beat. Situated in the place of my most comfort, I loll lazily, sketching the landscape before me. In evident boredom, Jiritsu sat on my notebook kicking her short legs back and forth.
"Ki, this is some what boring. Perhaps and investigation of the premises is required to liven the matter" Jiritsu yawned, provoking my curiosity. Almost losing my balance, I stand to the sound of ringing voices and agree,
"Surely, riveting time investments will come quite troublesome to us."
"Of course not, in fact I believe in quite the opposite,"
Taking long, stretched steps, I travel the outskirts of the school building endlessly. Not truly in search of anything in particular. Where ever my feet would take me, I would except the outcome: I simply could not be bothered in the circumstances I will inevitably run in to. Around the corner, I wend through the endless Maple trees paying a minuscule amount of attention to the small details of the land before me.
"Ow!" I yelped in pain as I thumped down on the emerald grass. My eyes wander back up to the culprit who was seemingly in the same painful position. However, what I saw was almost uncomprehendable in so many ways.
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to run into you," a voice spoke up from beyond glossy platinum-blonde hair. He whipped back his bangs to reveal his fair-skinned face. The contact with new people brought so much fear to my person. His mouth opened up and the words flowed out softly which unnerved me all the more.
"Aren't you the new girl? Uum... what is your name again?" he asked sweetly, smiling at me welcomingly yet I still could not open my lips to speak. Completely absorbed in my introverted ways, I bubble over in a strong mixture of anger and fear.
"I do not see why you require my name, I know better than to give out my details to strangers!" I snapped defensively which left him taken aback. A look of slight question played on his features as he stared straight at me. My head tipped forwards to let my silvery drill locks fall over my face to shield my eyes from his view. If the eyes are the windows to the soul, I shan't reveal my inner spirit. Jiritsu drew my attention away and some how it caused me to gain back my valour.
"Just leave go," I hissed picking myself of the ground and brushing of the dirt on my red chequered skirts, neatly. For an awkward, but brief moment, he stared at me-yet not completely at me. It was more as if he was looking over my shoulder at something(Jiritsu possibly). However that makes very little sense :after all no matter where Jiritsu has positioned her self and no matter how much she would talk no one seemed to really notice her(it's for that very reason I have questioned her existence). Is there something special about us that separates him and I from others. Could Jiritsu possibly be guardian to more people than I ever thought.
"I'm very sorry for that," he said with a low bow(lower than necessary for the situation) and added, "I'm Tadase Hotori, by the way." Abruptly, he had broken my train of thought provoking theories.
Once he has left, I glance over at Jiritsu with a single raised brow. A look of question plays on her face at this and make me sigh in frustration.
"You don't suppose he saw you. You know the way he was staring over my shoulder as if he could see you," I say looking in the direction Tadase had ran ran to.
"I see what you mean there. Perhaps he has a Shugo Chara like myself. I'm sure I have explained the basics to you once before, Kichona," Right she was to thinks so. I had indeed been informed of her arcane origins but it had simply slipped my mind. Perhaps he did own his own guardian or he did have the mentality of a toddler (pure and innocent) in order to see Jiritsu.
It was a plausible theory, but I am not one hundred percent certain. It's quite possible something of his interest had caught his eye or perhaps he had just zoned out. However,unlike myself, Jiritsu was completely convinced that he owned his own Chara.
After going through everthing once again in my my mind, I realised I was late(completely beyond late) and was in danger of detention. Quickly, I race back to class. If luck was on my side I would be able to walk in unnoticed. Once I have reached the the classroom, I pull the door open carefully and sidle my way in- breath caught in throat with anticipation. Everyone was in complete silence staring forwards- eyes to the front of class.
"...that is why we have decided to start this project that anyone can participate in of their own will. The project shall be taking place very soon and if anyone would like to join please attend the meeting." the boy I had bumped into earlier spoke. At the side of four other people. The platinum blonde's eyes were drawn to me as I took my seat in the back.
"Thank you for informing us of the matter, Guardians. Please be seated." our teacher almost sang as he stood from his desk. "Right. Time for some mathematics ,everyone."
In search of a suitable book, my hand delves deep into my school bag but instead I find a small note in intricate neat script reading:
Kichona, could you meet us in the Royal
gardens today. We realise you have a Shugo
Chara and would really like you to join us there after
school to discuss the matter. Please, please, please Ki.
-Tadase, Rima, Nadehiko, Amu and Yaya too!
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