A.N. Hiya! It's me! This is my first songfic ever. I have a lot of oneshots on the way. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara or I'd Lie by Taylor Swift! If I did own Shugo Chara, Amu would've chosen Ikuto a long time ago and there'd be much more Rimahiko.
I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
I look over to Nagihiko as we get into the car heading for the movie theater. We had gotten over out hate, if you could call it that, for each other years ago.
He tells me about his night And I count the colors in his eyes
He recounts the last time Rhythm character changed with him. I listen intently, giggling every once in awhile.
He'll never fall in love
He swears, as he runs his fingers through his hair
I'm laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong
And I don't think it ever crossed his mindHe tells a joke, I fake a smile
"So. How are your fan girls?" I ask him.
He looks at me with a dead pan stare. "Are you kidding me? They're all trying to get me to fall for them. I doubt I ever will." He runs a hand through his long, straight, purple hair. I giggle as he continues ranting about his fan girls. My mind flashes back to when we were younger, promising we wouldn't fall in love. I hope he changed his mind about that.
"Hey, Rima-chan? You in there?" he asked.
"Huh?"
"Good. I thought I'd have to start calling you Chibi Devil again," he chuckles. I give a small smile.
That I know all his favorite songs
And I could tell you
His favorite color's purple
He loves to argue
Born on the fourth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
The radio switches to a familiar song. He changes it after a few seconds. I looked at him before asking. "Why'd you change the song? It's your favorite, right?"
"I know you don't like it."
I switch it back. "It's okay."
Over the years, I've noticed more things about Nagihiko. His favorite color: purple. His favorite hobby: arguing with me. His birthday is July 4th. His "twin sister, Nadeshiko" was known as a beauty. He inherited his father's caramel eyes.
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie
"Truth or dare, Rima-chan?" Amu asks me.
"Truth," I reply. I don't trust my friends' dares.
"Do you have a crush on Nagihiko?"
Suppressing the urge to blush, I look at my friend, expressionless. "No. Why would I like that cross dresser?"
He looks around the room
Innocently overlooks the truth
Shouldn't a light go on
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long
When he gets to Amu's house, I watch him as he looks around for awhile before going to Kukai and Hotori-kun. "Rima-chan loves Nagi!" Yaya yells out of nowhere, surprising me with her little outburst.
"Yaya!" I blushed.
Nagihiko chuckled, his eyes on me. "Rima-chan, doesn't like me like that, right Rima-chan?" he asks, giving a small smile, his face showing slight sadness that I doubt anyone but me noticed.
And he sees everything black and white
Never let nobody see him cry
Nagihiko sees everything plainly and logically. He's that kind of person. He's also the kind who's never supposed to cry. People expect him to always be smiling, happy all the time.
I don't let nobody see me wishin' he was mine
I can't let anyone know about my little crush on him. Two reasons. A: fan girls/fan boys. B: I just can't.
I could tell you
His favorite color's purple
He loves to argue
Born on the fourth
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
And if you ask me if I love him
I'd lie
He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding every breath for you
He'd never tell youBut he can play guitar
Even though we were enemies in grade school, we're really good friends now. He tell me a few things he hasn't told anyone besides the cross-dressing secret. He can also play guitar. Is there anything he can't do?
I think he can see through everything but my heart
Nagihiko's smart. He knows everything. He's even corrected our teachers. Why can't he notice that I like him?
First thought when I wake up is
My God, he's beautiful
The first thought that goes thru my mind is Nagihiko. What is there to say? He's perfect.
So I put on my make-up
And pray for a miracle
Before I head to the park to meet up with everyone, I put on a little makeup: enough to be noticed, but not as much so it doesn't look like I'm over doing it. Walking out my door, I pray to kami-sama. Please. Please.
Yes, I could tell you
His favorite color's purple
And he loves to argue
Oh, and it kills me
His sister's beautiful
He has his father's eyes
I know everything about Nagihiko. There's nothing I don't know.
And if you ask me if I love him...if you ask me if I love him...
My answer will always be the same because…
I'd lie
A.N. That's all folks! Thanks for reading. Please drop me a review! :) No flames please!