Chapter 5½: There is No "I" in Team, But There is a "Me"

"God of Comedy! I am ready for your ultimate wisdom!" Miyaku cheered.

"THEN GIVE ME FIFTY KNOCK-KNOCK JOKES!" Rima yelled.

"Yay go for it!" Mifuyu exclaimed.

" Prince Shuraiya! " Saaya squealed like a fangirl.

"Prince?" Tadase muttered, "I AM NO PRINCE! I AM A KIND!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! BOW TO ME LOW-LIFE CRETAINS!"

"NO BOW TO ME! I AM A TRUE KING! NOT JUST A POSER LIKE THIS BLONDE IDIOT!"

"I AM KING!"

"NO I AM!!!!"

"And I am your queen!" Saaya sighed dramatically which snapped both Tadase and Shuraiya out of their argument.

"Saaya-san, good job making them shut up!" Shouta applauded.

"Ha?" Saaya asked angrily.

"Hey hey! Wanna see a card trick Seiichiro-kun?" Takuya asked.

"Uh... well..."

"Ok! Now shuffle the deck! PERFECT! Now give it back to me and I'll shuffle it. Ok, now you shuffle again..."

"Aren't you glad I didn't say banana?"

"Cliché!" Rima scolded

"WAAAAH! THE CARDS ARE ATTACKING ME!!!" Seiichiro screamed.

The rest of the Guardians just stared while Nikaido went back and forth between a shelf of robot parts and his temporary work bench, tripping every time he got up.

"Nagihiko-kun... are you sure about these people?" I wondered quietly.

"No. I also think I'm going to get the Clubhouse insured."

"Good idea." I replied.

Chapter 6: Kyara Nari

Ami's POV

I'd been in school for a week. It annoyed me that even though I was in elementary school there were different "periods" in which the classrooms, teachers, and even your classmates changed. The physical education was also annoying. All it was, was a fat guy eating a donut, blowing a whistle and yelling at us to run faster or do more push ups or participate.

It was Monday. I hated Mondays. I hated the word Monday. I wanted to speak Japanese at everyone, but I was no fool. I saw I was being watched. I knew it had to do with my heart egg, but why was it so special? Was I just another way to get to my sister? I touched the crystal on my necklace again. It was so warm, because I was always wearing it. The warm feel of it assured me that onee-san was looking for me.

The sun was just barely rising above the horizon. Because of the placement of my window, I couldn't see much of anything. Breakfast wasn't for a couple hours (a few days ago it was decided that I could eat in the cafeteria with the other kids. I usually ended up sitting alone.)

"Kyo wa getsu-yobi desu." it was a simple sentence, but I didn't care. I didn't want to hear the harshness of the English language. I didn't want to hear, "Today is Monday." that was such a blunt way of saying it, and their accents didn't help at all.

There was one boy in my class though, he was ok. He never bothered me and he never made jibes at me either. He didn't even laugh when other kids mocked me. All he did was sit as his desk and glance at me with a sympathetic face.

"Onee-san come soon." (A/N: I'd write that in Japanese, but I don't know how to say it)

"Ami-chan! Daijoubu!" echoed a crystalline voice from the confines of my heart.

"Yume..." I clutched at the sparkling white egg that was the only source of light in my little world.

"Ami, dreams come true, only if you work hard to make them come true. They don't happen on a whim. Ami-chan work hard! Make this place better!"

"Kiyomeru?" (purify... i think [i don't know everything])

"Kiyomeru!" Yume cheered. I sighed happily, falling back to sleep.

When I woke up it was well past sunrise. I ran down to the cafeteria, grabbing only an apple for breakfast before I had to go to "language arts". As I walked into the classroom a girl, Tiffany, with thick, unmanageable red curls and ice cold aqua-marine eyes smirked at me. She stuck out her leg before I could step over it. I tripped, nearly tearing my knee-long plaid skirt, as it caught on a desk. I collasped onto the floor. My curly hair covered my face and my grayish blue sweater vest became an even dustier color due to the state of the floor.

I jumped back onto my feat. The teacher was still not here yet so I yelled at Tiffany the most insane thing I'd ever yelled in my entire life, "Lunch! Kyara Nari battle! You and me! One on one!" I didn't even bother to use complete sentences.

"You're on freak!" Tiffany retorted. The way she said it sounded weird because of her braces.

"I don't like fighting. I don't like fighting." Yume repeated over and over as I walked onto the black top where the fight was being held. There was already a crowd of kids gathered around there.

"I know Yume. I know."

"You didn't chicken out! I'm surprised!" Tiffany called from within the circle of students. I didn't say anything; I didn't like fighting any more than Yume did.

"What? Little Amy scared?" Tiffany mocked me with a fake sympathetic tone. I noticed that boy, Leon, standing a ways away, watching.

"I don't think she even has a Chara!" Tiffany's Chara, Carly, jeered. Tiffany's Chara was a swimmer. My blood began to boil, and I could feel the anger coming off of Yume's heart egg as well. True, Yume had never hatched, but she could talk to me none-the-less.

"MY NAME IS AMI AND I DO TO HAVE A CHARA!" I shouted as Yume murmured,

"That girl's dream is impure! So impure! Selfish! Greedy! She has no will!"

"You do? Well it must be really good at hiding, because no one's ever seen it!" Tiffany grinned mockingly and then yelled so everyone could hear, "My own heart! Unlock!" The words didn't quite sound right when they weren't in Japanese.

Suddenly Tiffany was wearing floaties, ridiculous looking goggles, flippers (you know those shoes that are like fins you use for swimming) and a blue swimsuit with a yellow fish on it. It was hilariously ludicrous! I began laughing, which completely pissed Tiffany off.

"You won't be laughing for long! HIGH TIDE!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Suddenly water washed over me. I struggled towards the surface, my thick layers of clothes slowing me down.

"AIR!" I gasped, finally surfacing.

"This is my turf now, Amy! You can't win!" I heard Tiffany's voice, but before I could find her I was suddenly dragged back under. I looked down, squinty against the saltiness of the water. Tiffany was pulling me down. She was wearing an oxygen tank and didn't need to worry, I on the other hand did. Kicking frantically I managed to smash my heavy shoe against her nose, causing it to start bleeding a little. She shreiked, letting go. My head once again bobbed to the surface.

"Ami! She has no will! She will not fight if it becomes too hard!" Yume said just before I was shoved back under the water. I was yanked back up by my hair. Tiffany whispered into my ear,

"Had enough?" My response was socking her in the jaw and turning around as fast as I could, moving away from her. I kept her in my sight the whole time.

"Not until you call me by my name!" I shouted at her. She glared at me with defiance.

"Or what? You don't have a Chara! You're just a poser! Heaven knows how you got into this school! You think you're so great, just cuz you managed to trick the headmaster into letting you in, but I won't let you get by so easily! This school is only for kids who actually have Charas! I don't care if you can see them or not!" Tiffany screeched.

"You think I wanted to come here?" I demanded, outraged, "You think I wanted to leave my family and friends!?"

"W—" Tiffany began but I started screaming insanely.

"I WAS FORCED HERE YOU GOT THAT!? I WAS FORCED TO LEARN ENGLISH! EVERYDAY I WAKE UP WISHING I WERE BACK AT HOME WHERE MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY ARE! WHERE MY SISTER IS! HER BEST FRIEND IS GRADUATING HIGH SCHOOL AND I'M GOING TO MISS THE BIG PARTY! IT'S NOT EVEN JUST ANY PARTY EITHER! IT'S BEING THROWN BY UTAU HOSHINA FOR HER BOYFRIEND SOUMA KUKAI!"

"Liar! You don't know Utau Hoshina!" Tiffany screamed. Utau was a world wide celebrity, everyone knew her, and Tiffany was a big fan. In fact a lot of students were, but I'd never said anything though. But the word "liar" made me steam over with anger. Underneath my anger I was calmly wishing I could make her eat her words. And with the will of my wish, Yume's egg began to glow brightly,

"I DON'T LIE!" I hollered at her darkly. I was engulfed by a bright light, "Atashi no kokoro! Unlocku!" I said, happy I could speak Japanese once more.

The transformation wasn't like my sister's or anyone else's I saw lots of sparkles, like stars, but they were surrounded in a pure white.

Suddenly I was floating above the water, wearing a poofy light pink dress with a baby blue overcoat. The over coat frilled at the ends and had poofed out short sleeves while the pink dress underneath frilled around the collar and bottom. Both reached to about my knee. I wore pinkish white leggings and really cute, bluish white shoes. There were bows everywhere on the over coat. My slightly curly, light brown hair was down, but some of it was pulled up to form to buns on the top of my head. I moved my hand upwards to touch my necklace, which was – to my happiness – still there. I noticed as I moved I left a trail of sparkles, as if I were some kind of fairy.

"Kya Nari: Shimmering Dream!" Yume's voice echoed around me.