Me: Hello there! Is everyone okay? Could I get you a drink of green tea (twisted smile)?

Amu: OMG! You're scary

Me: What'd you mean? There's nothin' wrong with me (demented aura)

Ikuto: What happened to you?

Me: I GOT HIT IN THE STOMOCH WITH A CRICKET BALL!!!! IS THAT ENOUGH INFORMATION FOR YOU, HUH? AND MY FAMILY'S AT THE CLUB AND I'M LEFT HERE BY MY POOR DEFENSELESS SELF AND I KEEP DRINKING GREEN TEA!!!!

Amu: O.O....

Ikuto: Then don't drink green tea dummy

ME: RAWR!!!!! I'M GOING KILLL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Amu: He he ~ Yeah....So, erm, Livy doesn't own shugo chara or any brands or songs or lyrics ect. put into this fanfic.

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Shut up everyone, I'm not alright, okay? Is that fine, is that the answer you were wanting? Just let me live in peace, but...I can't, can I? I live in a rundown bar which my Dad owned, my Mother's dead and my father isn't anywhere to be seen. I haven't got anyone I could tell about this, and I'm old enough to look after myself right? Would everyone just leave me alone please?

I feel dizzy, as if I've passed out or something. It feels as if I'm next to a stratchy material, it feels like our school uniform. The last thing I can remember is being in the park, on a swing, with that knife in my hands, ready to put the knife through my chest...

'This is for the best,' Rima thought in her head, as she took the knife from her school coat pocket. She gently felt the flower pattern (I know I'm sort of copying off Karin, btu I couldn't think of another partern) with her index finger, then started humming a song called 'Yume No tsubomi' which was the song playing on the radio when her mother put that knife through her chest. It kept repeating itself over and over again, as if it knew her Mother had just comitted murder to herself. She clutched the knife tightly within her small angelic hands, then pushed it away at arms length. She'd didn't know that Nagihiko Fujisaki was watching her nearly stab herself. She bent her elbows slowly, trembling, then her clutch got harder, she edged the knife at full force, ready to stab herself, then....

The rest was blank. I was pretty sure I didn't kill myself, I couldn't care less to be honest. I try opening my eyes, I can't see anything. I try again, harder, I can see the blue Seiyo High tie, and regain enough strength to turn and look up...I see long purple locks of hair , next to my trembling hands. I didn't know who it was, it was as if my memory had gone. There's tears on my very own uniform. I look up. It's him. Nagihiko Fujisaki. His bangs are covering his pale face, while he is sheding tears, over me. I push my hand up to his face, and move his bangs out of the way to shjow his plae face. He looks shocked, to see I am awake. He's still watching me wide eyed, while my hand is still on his face. His skins soft, I could have anyone at this moment in time to hug me, or show some sort of pity to me. He looks up, trying his hardest to smile and be friendly.

"Don't scare me like that, Rima, it hurts inside here," he croaks, as she slaps his hand on the left of his chest. I could see the relief in his eyes, and I force myself to edge up, so I was close enough to his face.

"It does doesn't it?" I smile emotionally, as I turn to face Nagihiko. Even though we'd hated eachother for so long, we understood eachother in a way. I pick up his tie, and stroke it. It's the only thing in reach that I could stroke. Nagihiko looks ass if he's thinking about something, then he laughs, and I put his tie down.

"Your still on my lap," he smiles, as I blush frantically. He puts his thumb on my chin, then the rest of his fingers below, then pulls me towards his mouth, until I reached it.... I didn't know I had feelings for him, it's as if it couldn't happen....