A Shugo Chara Fanfic-Chapter 11My phone buzzed and I pulled it out. My eyes flew over the bright words on the screen. I frowned.
I paused for a moment. I then typed words quickly.
why. do u not feel gud or sumtin? I clicked send and kept walking.
Almost a minute later I received another text.
yeah im running a temp. txt u l8r I smiled at the text, relieved to know it was just a cold, not because she was upset about her parents or something.
Or… was Naomi lying to me? …No, she wouldn't… Or would she? …If it's about her parents… perhaps…
I shook my head and kept walking, trying to clear my head of the thought that my best friend might be lying to me.
I entered the classroom, collapsing into my desk. I sighed, then walked to the teacher's desk.
"Ma'am?" I politely began.
"Mm?" she asked, not looking up from her papers.
"Hikaru Naomi will not be attending school today. She is running a temperature," I said carefully.
She looked up at me.
"The resting did not work?" she asked, gazing at me above her g
Shugo Chara Fanfic-Time Is Running Out CHAPTER 4"Eh?!" I screech.
"Not Eh, Nozomi! Silly!" she giggles again, and spins in a circle. I see she's got long bright blue hair. She's wearing a white sweat-shirt, but it's really long. She's got black leggings on and the sweat-shirt acts as a dress. She's got red converse high-tops. She giggles, putting a hand to her mouth.
"N-Nozomi?" I cough.
"Yeah! I'm your Guardian Character!" she giggles loudly.
"What exactly is a Guardian Character?" I whisper.
"A Guardian Character is the kind of person you want to be!" she laughs, kicking one leg out.
"What do I want to be?" I ask carefully.
"I'm your wish to be more courageous! Your wish to be brave! To not be scared!" she says calmly.
"Oh, okay," I say, crossing to the other side of my room.
"So?" she asks carefully.
"So what? You can leave now," I say thoughtfully.
"I can't just leave!" she screeches.
"Why?" I demand.
"If you don't believe in me, I'll fade away and die!" she shrieks.
"I don't want to be in jail for murder, so I guess I could bel
A Shugo Chara Fanfic-Chapter 9When Autumn finally busted the door open, Kukai and I rushed in. I found Naomi curled up on her bed, sobbing.
"Naomi-chan?" I called softly.
"No… don't fight… Please… stop," she murmured.
Kukai looked to me, eyes wide open.
"It's okay, Naomi-chan," I said softly.
"NO! STOP!" she screamed, pulling at her hair, curling up into a ball.
"Shhh, shhh. Calm down. It's okay, it's okay," I soothed, rubbing her back as I sat down on her bed.
"You're okay. No one will hurt you. We don't want to argue," Kukai added.
Her face went from twisted in terror to frightened. As Kukai and I calmed her, her face showed less and less terror. Soon, she fell asleep, me stroking her hair, her head in my lap. She shivered. I lied her head on a pillow, careful as not to wake her. I called Kukai in.
"What should I do about the cuts on her knees?" I asked quietly.
"We need to clean them and bandage them," Kukai replied, and grabbed a first-aid kit. I pulled out wound cleaner. I poured it over the bloody gashes and
When You Lose SomeoneWhat does it feel like when you lose someone you love?
Well... you feel sad because they're gone.
You feel angry because they've left you without saying goodbye.
You feel hollow because they left.
You feel depressed because you just lost someone.
That's what is feels like when you lose someone you love.
That's at least how you should feel.
That's how I felt.
That only barely describes it.
Shugo Chara Fanfic-Time Is Running Out CHAPTER 3I fall into my bed after saying good night to Kouta and Kukai. I doze off, smiling. A hissing noise then a loud crack wakes me after some time. I look around for the culprit, squinting as my eyes are not fully adjusted quite yet. A dark, shadowy, figure swoops in through my window. I see the shape of a knife in his hand. My heart beats faster and faster, and I scream at the top of my lungs.
"Don't scream, little girl," a raspy voice calls, and I assume it belongs to the weird man. He slowly starts making his way across the room towards me, but very slowly.
I shriek and run to my closet on the side opposite the physco killer and reach into a small box, clasping my hand around a heavy metal piece and yanking it out.
I point the small gun at him, glaring.
"D-don't m-make m-me!" I scream, stuttering. Kouta and Kukai burst in the door, and they both turn to face me. I glance at them, then turn my focus back on the weird man.
"Reika-chan… you have a gun pointed at that man. Can you explain w
A Shugo Chara Fanfic-Chapter 7That day, we had so much fun. Kukai, Naomi and I played soccer and one of her charas hatched.
I slowly walked over to the bench but collapsed on the ground before the bench. I was breathing heavily but smiling.
"You got all sweaty!" Kumiko trilled.
"That's what happens when you play sports, princess," Mariko growled.
Naomi and I laughed, and spotted Kukai jogging over to us.
"You cheated," I giggled.
"Prove it," Kukai replied. I stood, and flicked the star in his hair.
"Oh… yeah… fail…. I suck," Kukai laughed.
Naomi and I chuckled and I grabbed my water bottle, gulping the water down quickly.
"Bye, Kukai-kun! Bye, Naomi-chan!" I yelled loudly, as the two walked away from me. I walked the short one block back to my house, carrying about 4 bags from the mall. When I got to the door, I set down my bags and unlocked the house. I stepped in the house, kicking the door closed behind me.
"Anyone home?" I called loudly.
"Yeah!" I heard Kei yell back.
"Mom and Dad at work?" I said loudly as I t
Shugo Chara Fanfic-Time Is Running Out CHAPTER 2This morning, I wake myself up extra early. I take a shower, put on the stupid dress as uniform, and slide socks and shoes on. I write Kouta a quick note saying I left early so I can take my time getting to school. Only I don't go right to school. First, I go to Tsuneka's grave. I leave flowers and head to the jail to talk to my father.
I sit down and pick up the phone on my side of the glass, while my father sits down in a dirty, torn, orange jumpsuit.
"I'm so glad to have a visitor. You're the only one who ever comes to talk to me," my father says, eyes soft.
I chuckle. "I visited Tsuneka's grave. They're taking care of it. Kouta is good. We, as usual, have no idea where mom is," I say, giving him an update on our live. I do this once a month, on the same day we always went with him after the divorce. Even after everything, he's still my father and I still care about him/
"Good. And for you?" he asks.
"I'm alright. Getting good grades. What about you, Dad?" I ask, eyes no longer cold