"Amu, time to get up, I have a present for you anyway." Ikuto nudges me awake the next morning, and I groan, wanting to sink back into my dreams. "You're going to be late for school,"
At that I shoot up, immediately looking at the clock. He lied; it's 5:45. I have more time than I usually do, and so in a way I'm thankful, but in another, I glare, mad that he made me get up at this unearthly hour.
"Here, freshly stolen from the Kiddy King," Ikuto holds out a small, lock-shaped necklace and places it carefully around my neck. "Now you should be able to character transform, or, so I'm told." he explains.
"Why did you steal it?" I wonder, cocking my head slightly to the right.
"Because I figure it's only fair if you can transform with Utau and me, otherwise you'll be a lot more vulnerable," Ikuto says.
"Thank you," I smile genuinely as he nods and stands, leaving me to sleep for another hour before I have to get up and dress in the school uniform. I'm still half asleep by the time I make it out the door and into a brisk breeze. I shrug my black blazer on to defend at least a little against the wind.
That's when the headache starts, splitting my head in two, or, that's what it seems like. "Ah!" I cry out, grabbing my head and kneeling on the ground in an upright fetal position.
It takes what seems like hours for the pain to stop, but in reality, which for a while I'm not conscious of, it's only minutes. Just in case, I stay on the ground for a long time after the headache fades. What the hell was that?
"Hinamori-chan?" a voice sounds behind me, and I whip around to find none other than the Queen of the Guardians standing not three yards behind me. First she seems almost sympathetically, and then it looks like she automatically glares, as if she's trained to hate me; which they probably are.
"Fujisaki-san," I nod, turning on my heel to be back on my way to school.
"Why were you with Hoshina and Tsukiyomi? They're the bad guys, they're with Easter," Fujisaki narrows her eyes.
"You really don't know anything do you? Do you think that anyone would choose this-" I cut off as the searing pain returns with a new intensity. "Ah!" I once again curl up on the ground and I feel Fujisaki kneel next to me with a hand on my shoulder.
"What's going on?" she asks, and I just shake my head, I can't reply because of the pain.
It takes even longer than last time to leave, and Fujisaki stays, which surprises me, she's a Guardian, an enemy, but sure enough when I open my eyes again she's still there with a concerned look on her face.
"Why are you still here?" I say shakily, not even having the energy to by rude. "Aren't you supposed to hate my guts?" This time I roll my eyes slightly.
"Yes, but you're a student and I'm a Guardian, which means no matter how despicable you are for being with Easter I'm still partially responsible for you when it comes to school." She replies with a stiffened jaw. "Let's get you to the nurse."
Fujisaki tries to help me but I shrug her off slightly, not in a mean way but in a careful "I'm fine," way. When we reach the gates, they're closed; we've missed the starting bell.
"Well, I guess we'll just go to a hospital," the Queen suggests and I shake my head.
"No, I'll just go home, besides, it's not a huge deal, and if you're responsible for me during school, then you're off the hook." I refuse, turning to walk the other way towards the apartment. I know that I'll be interrogated a little when I get there, but at least I wouldn't have to deal with all the staring and the shouts of "Cool and Spicy," for eight hours straight.
"Nuh-uh, you're not going to just completely skip out, anyway it's my duty to take care of the students. We're going to a hospital," She begins to drag me back, but I yank my wrist out of her grasp. "You're not going to go home!" Fujisaki's voice is firm, but since when has that stopped me?
"Yes, I am, I can't go to the hospital, and there are a few reasons why, one of them being Easter will find out and have a fit, another being that I don't have anyone that they would be able to call, and therefore I'd be put in an orphanage, and once again, Easter would have a fit. So no, I'm not going." My jaw stiffens and we have a staring contest, in which she looks away first.
"So you won't go because you'll get into trouble? I doubt that they'd hurt one of their cronies," she rolls her eyes.
"You think I'm one of their cronies? You think I want this?" I tense when she implies what I already know she thought.
"Why else would you be working for them? It's not like you don't have a choice,"
"Oh really, then why do I hate my entire life?" I leave it at that and walk briskly away, not looking back but feeling Fujisaki's eyes on me. I've given too much away already; to everyone else in the world we had a contract with Easter for our individual musical careers.
I don't go home; I go to the park, where I see couples walking around everywhere. They all seem so happy it seems so odd that this is one of the most abundant places for empty kids and dead dreams.
I flip out my phone to dial Ikuto's number, he almost never attends his school and for the most part he tends to hang around the city in dark alleys like the creep everyone thinks he is.
"Hey, Ikuto, I was late to school, want to hang out?" I hope somewhat quietly.
"Yeah, I'll meet you at the park; maybe you'll be like me and make a habit of skipping school." Ikuto jokes before hanging up. At least I'll get to just be myself for the next eight or nine hours before I have to do my annoying, awful job; but I'm going to focus on the hanging out with Ikuto thing.
I know I didn't update last week, and I'm really sorry, A) My internet has been flaky up until today, and B) I had writer's block again, I swear, it's always out for me! Grrr... Anyway, I'm trying to get my other stories' chapters done, but I just can't write. I'll try, and if I don't get completely finished I'll put what I have up. Thank you guys! R&R!