Ean: This was originally posted as a one- shot, but I deleted it and decided to postit here.
Nexa: Song is Birthday by the Cruxshadows.
Alexenee: And it's Kuutau!
Ean: Don't own the song or Shugo Chara!

My alarm goes off. Groaning, I roll over and shut it off. November ninth, it read. It had been playing one of my recent songs and annoyed the hell out of me. I hated that crap. Those songs weren't me, they were who Easter wanted me to be. I grabbed my two eggs, both unhatched, and headed down stairs.

"Happy birthday." My brother, Ikuto, said to me as I sit down at the kitchen table. I groan again.

"What's so happy about it?"

He shrugged. "You're eighteen. More power to you."

The sad thing is that sometimes I think Ikuto is the only one who knows who I am. My fans know my name, but I'm more than a name. Easter produces my songs, but I'm more than a voice behind false words. I'm more than what I am not. Does that even make sense?

"Utau?" I look up from my cereal and into my brother's eyes. "If today was the last day of your life, what would you do?"

Wow. I had to think about that one. "I honestly don't know."

"You won't be young forever." Were his parting words as he left for work.

'The Stars lean down to kiss you, I lie awake and miss you. Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere. Cuz I'll doze off safe and soundly, but I'll miss your arms around me. I send a post-'

I answer my phone. "Hello?"

"Hello, Hoshina- San." Said a male voice. "I was directed to inform you that you have an, ahem, special performance tonight. Don't be late."

He hung up before I could tell him off for scheduling a performance so last minute.

I look into the mirror in my dressing room. My stylists had made me hot, no doubt about tit. But this wasn't me. My blonde hair was doen and curly, with little pink lady bug clips. If you want something girly, do butterflies! Those are the one girly thing I like.

My dress is a white jumper with orange flowers and more fricking pink lady bugs. This isn't me. I like butterflies, black, and purple! My hair should be in pigtails and the dress is way too simple. My tow eggs were in the pocket, one with a black lace design and the other a white lace design.

I remembered what Ikuto said. Is this really who I want to be? I know I want to be a singer, but not because I'll be rich and famous. I want people to know that I'm not insignificant, that I'm important too. I want them to hear my message.

"Now presenting, Utau Hoshina!" I walk calmly to the stage. I take the microphone from his hand and give a sheepish smile. What I really want to do is get them pumped. I want to start jumping and yelling.

Instead, I start singing my song:

'Why should I wake up? This dream is going so well. When you're enchanted, why break the spell? Drifting in this euphoric state, morning can wait. Let it come late. Why should I wake up? Why waste a drop of the wine?' The audience's eyes glazed over and X eggs started to congregate in the air. I faltered. How would this make the world a better place? Is this really what I wanted to do?

No. My dream is to sing, to sing about things that matter to me. I want to rock and be free. I want to be a punk devil!

"Finally!" A little voice squeaked from my pocket. I looked down, confused. By now, I had been silent longer than the song entailed. The eggs were getting distraught and wrecking havoc.

"I'm Il, your chara, and it's time to rock!" She stuck out her tongue and did the devil horns sign.

"Lunatic charm!" She said and I felt a weird sensation come over me.

My hair went into the standard pigtails and bat wings sprouted from my back. My dress turned black and lacy, totally my style.

"Hell yes!" I started singing one of my songs:

"Roll out of bed, look in the mirror and Wonder who you are. Another year has come and gone. Today is your birthday, but it might be the last day of your life. What would you do if tomorrow it's all gone? You won't be young forever. It's only a fraction of the sum. You won't be young forever, nor will anyone. So look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look at your life. What do you want to do? So look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look at your life. You haven't got forever. Then tell me what really matters, is it the money and the fame? Or how many people will eventually know your name? But maybe you touch one life and the world becomes a better place to be. Maybe you give their dreams another day. Another chance to be free. You won't be young forever. It's only a fraction to the sum. You won't be young forever, nor will anyone. So look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look at your life. What do you want to do? Look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look into life. It all comes back to you. Happy birthday. You won't be young forever. There's only a fraction of the sum. You wont be young forever. Nor will anyone. So look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look at your life. What do you want to do? So look at your life. Who do you want ot be before you die? Look into life. It all cones back to you. So look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look at you life. What do you want to do? Look at your life. Who do you want to be before you die? Look at your life. You haven't got forever. "

During the song, all the eggs had gone back to their owners hearts and the audience had woken up. Now, everyone was screaming my name and rocking to this unexpected song. The guardians also showed up, all ready to get their egg purifying on. Too late.

I winked in their direction. "Yo, people!" I yelled to the crowd. "Did you like that? That's my new song. I No longer belong to Easter. Hear that? I quit!" There was more cheering.

"What made you quit?" Amu Hinamori asked me after the show. I shrugged.

"I guess I just decided that if I get to follow my dream, why shouldn't they?" This got me smiles from all of them.

"I just wonder about this one…" I mused, looking at the white lace egg. Il giggled.

"I don't think you do. You probably want to wait." Everyone gave her a WTF? Look.

"You were really good." The hot Souma guy said. I blushed for some reason. "But I could probably do better." He finished.

"Is that a challenge?" I was kind of offended.

"Usually, yes, except that I actually really suck at singing. But anything else and your on." He gave me thumbs up.

I felt another wiggle in my pocket and this time an angel popped out! "I sense love!"

I hid my face, in case I was blushing, but the chara was aimed at Amu. I couldn't tell if she was referring to Ikuto or Tadase though, because both were sitting beside the pink girl.

"I'm El, angel of love~" She sing- songed.

"you were right," I said, turning to Il, "I could have lived without that."

Everyone laughed. "Welcome to the club!" Nagihiko Fujisaki said.

It feels good to belong.

"Want to go somewhere?" Kukai asked me as we left the stadium.

"I'm a little hungry." I admitted. "But you have to pay."

"Why?" He whined. "You're the rock star!"

"But I'm also the birthday girl!" I retorted.

"It's your birthday?" He looked like he was thinking. "Happy birthday then."

He leaned in and kissed my cheek.

It left me wanting more.

Ean: Did you like the ending? SOrry if it kind of sucked.
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