Me: Kanichiwa mina! Call me Anya-chan or just Anya. This is my first FanFic, well writing one, anyway. A few of you already know me from my grammatical reviews.

Twins-sama: I'm sure you'll be fine, as long as you don't kill anyone off.


Twins-sama: Eh? Someone dies? Anya-chan, that's not good!

David: *kisses the top my head* That's my naughty little Anya-chan. Daisuki, Anya-chan.

Me: *now wearing a confused look* Wait, how did you two get here?

David and Twins-sama: *both hold up car keys*

Me: Ah. Well, let me introduce you to David, my amazing boyfriend, and Twins-sama, or Twins of the Earth, one of my favorite authors and one of my best friends at school. =^.^= We may have others stop by, but for now it's just us. So, David, will you do the disclaimer?

David: Hai, Anya-chan! Anya Primrose doesn't own Shugo Chara!

2011- Tokyo Tower- 11:45 pm- December 31st

No one's P.O.V.

A slender brunette danced to the beat of the song she sang on the lighted stage. The crowd surrounding the stage was divided by the screams of "Hoshina Ami" and the following along to the song with the brunette. (A/N: Twins-sama: Anya-chan doesn't own Avril Lavigne or "Girlfriend")

"Hey! Hey! You! You!

I don't like your girlfriend!

No way! No way!

I think you need a new one!

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I could be your girlfriend!

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I know that you like me!

No way! No way!

You know it's not a secret!

Hey! Hey! You! You!

I want to be your girlfriend!"

Ami winked at a few of the boys in the front row as she sang, causing them to be surrounded by little hearts, flying straight at her. The singer just smiled and kept singing. She continued to jump and dance on the stage, having the time of her life, even though it was so cold out that her breath formed a little white cloud. She hoped that she wouldn't get sick after this.

Before she knew it, the time had passed and it was time for her to make her exit for the mayor to do the New Year Countdown. She wouldn't have to be back on stage for the rest of the night. She couldn't believe that it was almost 2012! Ami walked off stage, bowing and blowing kisses to the crowd. Ami loved her job! It was her dream. Plus, it made people happy. What else could she want? As she stepped off the stage, Ami was immediately flanked (A/N: Twins-sama: Really? Flanked? Me: *sweat drops* Gomen'nasai.) by a long-haired boy and a boy with green hair in a high pony-tail. Nagihiko and Musashi, Ami's bodyguards and closest friends. She knew she should hire a female guard but she had yet to find the perfect one.

"Ami-san, is there any other songs you plan to sing tonight?," Musashi's cool voice brought Ami back to reality.

"No, Musashi, that's all for tonight." Ami smiled at the formal, green-haired man.

"Need me to ask Yaya-chi to get regular clothes ready for you, Ami-bosu?," Nagihiko asked her playfully, throwing his arm around his "bosu" or boss.

"Bosu? Really, Nagi?," Ami was laughing so hard that she was doubled over, clutching her stomach as the tears rolled down her face. "And Yaya-chi? Isn't she younger than you?"

Nagihiko laughed casually, "Yaya insisted, even though my Rima could tear her apart!" "Too true, Nagi, and yes, regular clothes are perfect. I need a bit of fun after that performance."

Even though the mood between the trio seemed relaxed, Musashi and Nagihiko were on high alert, and Ami could easily tell. They were never sure of what could happen at these main-stream events. When they arrived at Ami's dressing room, an energetic, pig-tailed brunette stood waiting by the door.

"Ami-chi! Yaya-chi was worried that you'd never show up!," the brunette stressed the never and pouted, talking in the third person like always.

"Gomen'nasai, Yaya," Ami shrugged causing Yaya to pout more. Ami wasn't too fond of the hyper-active brunette, but tolerated her for her impeccable fashion taste. Yaya always knew the newest styles and what would look best on Ami, for public dates or just casual clothing.

"Ami-chi! Why won't you call me Yaya-chi, like Nagi-chi or Musashi-chi?" Yaya's whining was starting to irritate Ami.

"Yaya!," Ami said sharply, "Do not annoy me today, because you will lose your job this time." Yaya's eyes grew wide and she uttered a quiet "Hai," causing an amused smirk to play on Ami's lips.

Ami walked into her dressing room, followed by a now-calm Yaya. Ami collapsed on the overstuffed couch, her cheerful fa├žade now gone. Yaya pulled out a pair of plain white skinny jeans, a light pink sweater, and fashionable knee-high, wedged-heeled white knit boots- Ami's favorite pair! Yaya laid the outfit on the arm of the couch after seeing that the singer was half-asleep on the couch. Smiling like a loving older sister, Yaya left the room silently, nodding her head briefly to the two men outside the door before heading out to the arena to meet her boyfriend. Ami stayed laying to couch, close to losing consciousness, to the point where she didn't notice the all-black-clad figure that was slowly creeping towards her. It wasn't until she felt the unfamiliar arms around her and the rough cloth on her mouth that Ami felt panic set in. Her body naturally fought back, but to no avail as she inhaled the strange smell that came from the cloth on her mouth and felt consciousness slowly fade away.

The last thing she heard was a low voice whispering,

"This is for your own good, Ami-sama."


Me: End of Chapter One. I know it's really short, mina-san, but I'm not quite sure on my actual writing abilities. I'm good at poems, but I've never really tried a story like this before. Please tell me what you think! Honest opinions only!

Twins-sama: That was really short. Quick question, are there going to be Shugo Charas?

Me: No. All characters are regular humans, even the Shugo Chara, and the Shugo Chara are all connected to their humans from the show in some way.

David: I'm confused about all of this. Is Ami going to be okay?

Me: *kisses David softly* No spoilers, mi amor.

David: Aww okay. Please R&R!