'A Ghost of a Chance'- A Shugo Chara FanFic that's part tragic, part romance, and all comedy!
My new Shugo Chara fan fic! Hope you like, tell me what you think and please no flames. Constructive Criticism is accepted. All chapters will be posted here on this post, for easier access.
As of 6th July 2009, this fic is discontinued. Please read final note for more information
Story Summary: It has been a long battle with Easter that has lasted for years, and at last it is over, but with a severe consequence. Tadase is dead, and the Embryo is still at large. But while everyone is deeply mourning for this loss, it seems Tadase isn’t about to leave so soon. He has some unfinished business that needs taking care of. But what’s a ghost to do? How can he achieve this, if he does? Why, the only way is through a ghostly possession, and when he decides to possess a certain catboy, who needs to sort out some issues of his own...well, let's just say that this is gonna be one weird love triangle. How will Amu choose in the end once and for all who she truely loves, if she does? Or has the recent events caused her to fall out of love?
Author’s Note: This story takes place after Chapter 36, and it may include some theories of my own so this story can make some sense. It will obviously not be related to any chapters after Chapter 36, as they haven’t been released yet at time of posting.
Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara or its characters. I guess I own the idea and storyline though, unless I accidently took it...
Now, I present...
A Ghost of a Chance
Written by: Mysterious Angel Girl (that's my FF.net pen name)/aimzstar24
Contains: It's a Tadamuto love triangle at its fullest...and in the way you’d least expect it
Chapter One: The Grieving Process EDITED
She never thought she could manage to ever say those words again. Yet, she had. Not in happiness, relief or even in embarrassment, but in a manner that was the complete opposite; sadness being one of them.
She was lifeless; drained of any sign of her inner sparkle. She had been like this since that day, and while they had won in the end, it had come at a price. An awful price.
The weather reflected her mood perfectly; rain fell down upon the solitary girl in sheets, but she didn’t care. Her thoughts were not with the feeling of cold that was seeping through her drab casual clothes, nor were it with for her health. No, her thoughts were all with the boy she had known since elementary school. The boy she had admired. The boy she had loved, just like the majority of girls at her school; but perhaps for a different reason.
Her hands shook as she stared at the grey tombstone before her; so much that she was close to dropping the bouquet of wildflowers resting in them. But she controlled herself. Now wasn’t the time to lose it; she already had many times before. Now, she had to be strong. But for who?
As her golden eyes scanned over the inscription on the stone, she blinked back tears. A small gust of wind caressed her shoulder-length rose-pink hair against her cheek, but if she had felt it, she certainly didn’t show it. It was as if she couldn’t feel or perceive anything that was going on around her anymore. Nothing, but the cold, hard truth in front of her.
Twelve year-old Hinamori Amu closed her eyes, wishing desperately that she could block out the truth that was standing before her. But while she did erase the present if only for a temporary minute, she found herself staring back at the past once more. Seeing and thinking about it again, she could feel the emotions she had felt back on that day come rushing back, as if they were fresh and raw as on the day it had happened.
It hadn’t been long ago, the final fight with Easter. The Guardians had agreed to join forces to save Ikuto from Easter’s brainwashing, courtesy of a violin tampered with X energy. This evil instrument allowed Ikuto to chara-nari with a completely black egg, becoming Death Rebel and able to play his sad music to collect X-eggs. The Guardians were his only help, and so they had travelled to the building where he was being held hostage to rescue him.
She vaguely remembered leaving most of her friends behind. They had all insisted on staying back to fight while she and Tadase headed up towards the top of the building, where Ikuto was with his stepfather. It was all Easter’s plan to lure the Guardians to the top for the final showdown, and it seemed to be going to plan. So, leaving Nagihiko, Rima and Yaya to fend off the attacks from various amounts of X energy, she and Tadase had headed towards the rooftop.
It was only once they arrived there that they found Ikuto as Death Rebel, cold-faced and completely under the control of Easter. The attempts were futile; the teenager simply ignored their ways to try and help him, and under the command of his stepfather, tried to attack Amu with his death scythe.
However, before he could even as much as lay a finger on her, Tadase had jumped in and protected her from the attack, using a new weapon in the form of a sword. Helplessly, Amu watched as the two major love interests in her life battled it out in front of her, as if they were fighting over her. Once friends, now enemies...how did it end up this way?
But she had tried to intervene. With help from Yoru, she obtained the other half needed to unlock the Humpty Lock: the Dumpty Key. She remembered starting to bring them closer so she could unlock the mysterious lock; with inches apart from each other, it looked like they would be together at last.
That is, until tragedy struck.
The yell, the scream, the cry of pain; all mixed into one. The Lock and Key falling to the ground. The salty and bitter taste of tears. And the blood; the liquid staining Amu’s hands a bright crimson. The substance splattered all over Amulet Heart’s attire. The substance tainting Tadase’s Platinum Royale outfit red. The dreaded substance that now covered Ikuto’s scythe, a single drop glistening off the tip of the blade before falling to the floor.
Amu placed a hand to her face, forcing her back to the harsh reality. Her cheeks were damp; she hadn’t known she had been crying. She thought she had used up all her tears already. Or was it from the rain? She didn’t know; she couldn’t tell. As if it were an automatic movement, she wiped the wetness away from her eyes and blinked any tears back. But still she looked down at the grave in front of her.
Her hands were starting to shake again. Seeing this, her charas floated underneath and supported the flowers, before they fell out of her grasp. They were all wearing darker tones of their original clothing, to represent the sadness and grief of losing one of their own.
“Amu-chan...” they all muttered sadly. They looked to the gravestone in front of them. Would Kiseki be there too, since he had died with his owner? Why did this have to happen? Sure, he had been an egotistical and often demanding chara, but he would be missed. Miki in particular, would probably miss him the most. Filled with saddened memories once more, the charas floated up to Amu’s eye level and remained silent.
Amu thought back to when she had first confessed to him, on that day at school in front of everyone under a forced chara-change. She remembered when he had first rescued her, when she was falling from the sky. When he confessed he liked Amulet Heart. All the various fights between him and Ikuto. When he had confessed that he liked her as herself, not just as one side of her would-be self. But that all seemed like ancient history now. She felt like those memories just couldn’t connect with her anymore.
“Tadase...kun...” she found that now that she couldn’t say those words she had said so long ago, even when he was gone forever. How weak of her. Maybe that’s why she had Ran after all, to help her to be more honest. But what was the point, when he wouldn’t be able to hear it anyway? What good would it do?
How long had she been standing in the rain now? It was now slowing down to a drizzle, but she still remained where she was. Her entire body was numb with cold, as it has been since Tadase’s death. Was it her fault that he died? He died for her it seemed. He said that he would protect her. Why couldn’t she protect herself? Then maybe this wouldn’t have happened...
Why can’t you be here? Why did you have to be taken away like that? Why did it have to be Ikuto that killed you!?
Without another thought, Amu threw the flowers onto the soft patch of earth and turned away. She didn’t want to think about him, or the past. It would just make things worse. With nothing more to say, she headed out of the graveyard and off for home with her charas following behind her, who were still grieving for Kiseki. Teardrops fell along with the wavering rain onto the ground, blending in completely.
A pair of soft crimson eyes watched her go. Sadly, the owner of them looked on from their position on top of the tombstone, even when she had completely disappeared from sight. The wind passed through them like it was nothing. And still the unseen being sat, gazing down the street she had walked down.
A note from MAG: Hey, aimzstar24 here, with a new story! I think this was a bit too overdramatic. But I guess that’s my speciality. I don’t know where this story’s gonna go yet, but I can promise you they will be a bit of both! Amuto and Tadamu I mean. It isn’t a Tadamuto fic for nothing! I’m hoping it will be an Amuto end though, but after writing this, I kinda feel sorry for Tadase a little...
Amu: Why can’t I be with Tadase-kun?!
Ikuto: Because we were meant to be together, Amu...
Tadase: Maybe this will be a Tadamu fic!
Ikuto: How can it be? You died! Dead! Deceased! Non-existent!
Tadase: Maybe we should take this outside, away from Hinamori-san?
MAG: *mutters* Don’t make me put some IkutoxTadase in this-
Amu: MAG-san! Control you inner yaoi hormones!
MAG: Oh, but it’s so tempting...
Amu: Geez MAG-san...anyway, there will be some Ikutoness next chapter, so there’s something to look forward to...
Ikuto: Ikutoness? Is that even a word? T_T
Chapter Two: A Guilty Conscience
A note from me: Thanks for all the comments! It really keeps me going. Apologies for the late update. As you can see, I’m a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to writing, and I aim to do well. Plus, schoolwork getting on top of me doesn’t help. Now, onward to the next chapter, which is Ikuto’s outlook and thoughts on the tragic events. Hope it pleases most. I think it will.
What...what have I done?
Silence. A deathly silence. Blood, pain, and anguish in more ways than one. And of course, the tormented look on a certain girl’s face, who glared at him with golden eyes full of many unreadable emotions.
Amu...how could I do this to her? Why couldn’t I control myself damnit!
He had been watching her this whole time; from the time when she had entered the graveyard to when she had left, leaving the bouquet of flowers behind her. Why he was here he didn’t know. He had payed his respects at the funeral service once everyone who had attended disappeared to Amu’s house afterwards, so he shouldn’t have to be here. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he just wanted to see her face again, or to grieve some more. But he couldn’t bring himself to speak to her. Not now.
Under the shade of an old cherry blossom tree, Ikuto continued to remain unnoticed, hidden in the shadows and blending in with them quite nicely. He wondered if she had noticed him. If she hadn’t, he was relieved. It would make saying a goodbye much easier if she weren’t around to hear it. Or maybe she did see him, but didn’t bother to say anything? Maybe he should just leave town now, before she realized and tried to stop him. But then again, would she even bother?
Ikuto hadn’t spoken to her since Easter had been destroyed and he and his sister had been freed from its clutches forever. Then again, neither had she. And who could blame her? He had killed a person that was very close to her, and to him at one point or another. Of course she’d be angry, upset, depressed even.
But it wasn’t like he could stop himself.
Ikuto slumped against the tree trunk and sighed as he remembered the awful events, or what he could remember of it. The night came back to him in pieces; short, terrifying pieces. He remembered the pain he had suffered, the torture that had been inflicted upon him on the inside and out. The feeling of being under another’s power was indescribable; but it was like being controlled and taken over physically, while you could only view yourself from within, watching yourself like a helpless spectator.
He remembered his father’s violin, which he still owned. While it was now free of any traces of X-energy, Ikuto wasn’t sure if he could, or would, ever pick it up again. It would bring back too many memories; memories of the inner pain of helplessness as he watched this brainwashed being that had taken over him play the violin’s sad melody. The music that had lured the X-eggs, and also the tune that made his stepfather grin wickedly. It was not how he wanted to remember the instrument at all, once beautiful, now tainted.
But of course his saviours had come to his rescue eventually: Amu and Tadase. It was about time.
But there was nothing he, or they, could do. The darkness of the black egg’s possession was suffocating him, blocking his senses. Confused, he had no choice but to obey when his stepfather ordered him to attack them. It was like he was a robot; he was here only to do the creator’s bidding.
He didn’t want to attack Amu. She was the last person he’d attack. But he had still swung the scythe at her continuously, and with no way of stopping. Her pleas would do nothing; he was long beyond any help. Why wasn’t he strong enough to dispel the darkness, to end this nightmare? Or would he have to continue living it out until the unthinkable happened?
But of course, ‘Kiddy King’ had jumped out in front of her, playing the knight and swearing that he would protect her. Ikuto would’ve laughed if the situation weren’t so serious. Shouldn’t it be himself that should be protecting her from harm? But not now, now he was on the side he was destined to be on, by force or otherwise: Easter’s side.
Even under the given circumstances, Ikuto didn’t want to hurt him. But he had no choice. He was the bad guy. He was on the dark side. He had been ordered to attack and hurt, and he would do just that.
And he had.
Sometime after the two had started to fight, Ikuto figured out how to get the upper hand in this battle. He looked out of the corner of his eye at Amu, looking helpless with the Lock and Key in her possession. After avoiding a few clashes with the boy’s sword, Ikuto had then swung the weapon down, only for it to connect to Tadase’s shoulder blade. It hit deep, and Ikuto didn’t notice the full extent of the damage until he had broken out of his trance. But by then it was too late.
What...what have I done?
The truth hit him like a ton of bricks. He had killed him. He was a murderer. He had just ended someone’s life.
And boy did he regret it.
“Ikuto...” the voice of his cat-like chara broke through Ikuto’s thoughts, bringing him back to reality. He felt guilty enough as it was, and there was nothing he could do about it, was there? The person he loved didn’t want to speak to him, what else did he have left here?
Ikuto looked up at the tree above him. The soft pink petals were falling off its branches, landing onto the ground and rolling away with the wind. The splashes of pink reminded him of Amu, and an image of her face flashed in his mind.
She’ll never forgive me... who can, after what I’ve done?
Ikuto ran a hand through his hair and sighed. There was no turning away from it; his old life was dead, and nothing would ever be the same again. Not for him, and definately not for Amu.
“Let’s go, Yoru...” And with that, Ikuto pushed himself off the tree and exited the area. He pulled his jacket up closer around himself, to protect himself from the cold breeze, and continued walking. Once he was at the entrance to the cemetery, he character-changed and jumped off into the distance, taking the past with him.
I don’t want others to be hurt because of my actions anymore... I have no choice. I will have to leave tomorrow.
It was night-time; a time when everybody was asleep, and when pretty much the whole town remained quiet until daybreak. It was usually a time for stray cats to be up and about, prowling the darkened streets. But, according to someone, the one he was looking for didn’t seem to be out tonight. Silently, they advanced towards a certain house, and they entered it unnoticed. He would be here, he knew it.
Ikuto, while he was a light sleeper who awoke at even the slightest sound, couldn’t even sense this presence as they slipped into his bedroom ever so silently. It was easy; after all, the intruder was transparent.
The invisible being looked at the sleeping Ikuto, who didn’t move around much. Their eyes narrowed at the sight; how was he supposed to feel remorse for the guy who had attacked him with a scythe, which in turn had ended in his demise? Sure, he had been controlled at the time, but it was no excuse.
But he knew why he had been sent back like this; he had some unfinished business to take care of, and the only way for this score to be settled was for it to be settled through Tsukiyomi Ikuto. No questions asked. It was better than the other option he had anyway. He shuddered at the thought of that option. Anything was better than that.
Hotori Tadase moved across the floor, towards the sleeping Ikuto. Each step he took emitted no sound, and everything he touched seemed to pass right through him. Once he reached the bedside, he placed one faded outline of a hand on the teenager’s shoulder, being careful not to let it pass through him, and closed his eyes.
I’m doing this for you, Hinamori-sa, no, Amu...
And with that last thought, Tadase felt his transparent spiritual body fade away completely. It was as if he had never been in the room at all. His presence, human and spiritual, was gone for good it seemed.
Ikuto shivered as he turned over in his sleep.
It was now midnight. The moon was out in full, and the atmosphere was still; a perfect time for a late-night rendezvous with a certain strawberry-haired girl he knew.
Once they arrived, the figure, hidden by the shadows, tapped on the glass window quietly. They couldn’t see inside the darkened room. Perhaps she was asleep?
But sure enough, the lights turned on, and Amu awoke in a daze, still showing signs of sleep. She blinked a few times, and groaned at the sight of who it was on her balcony.
But still, he was the last person she expected to see, especially after what had happened...
A Note from MAG: Ok, now that the tragic stuff is out of the way, we can start getting to the good stuff!
Ikuto: What good stuff?
MAG: You’ll see...
Tadase: According the script, I-
-MAG quickly puts bucket over Tadase’s head, even though he’s not in a chara-change-
MAG: -mutters- Thanks for nearly spoiling, Tadase...
Tadase: -throws bucket off- I was only merely stating that this is a Tadamuto fic!
MAG: Everyone already knows that though!
Ikuto: Huh, what?! –whispers to Amu- didn’t you tell me it was Amuto Amu?
Amu: -shrugs- It’s a bit of both. Since in this Tadase died, be happy that I don’t have to choose between the two of you in the usual way... but I still have to choose though! Why me!?
Ikuto: I think it’s obvious who to choose Amu...
Tadase: Yay! Moments with Hinamori-san!
Ikuto: But they will be lived out through me –smirks-
Chapter Three: An Unexpected Visit END NOTE EDITED
A few (random) thoughts from me: You know what’s funny? I thought when I created this I would be flooded with comments of “Yay! Tadase is dead!” or “Thanks for killing Tadase! He deserved it!” I’m not encouraging bashing and asking for bashing, it was just a thought...
Darkness. Nothing but, left, right and centre.
She didn’t take the time to survey her bleak surroundings, not that she needed to; the shadows of the past were all around her, blinding her vision with nothing but a doom-filled silence. The very sight of it frightened her, and still Amu ran straight into it, not knowing what she was running from or why she was running. She knew somehow, that she was in chara-nari with Ran, which was probably why she could feel the short skirt brush against her thigh as she sprinted ahead.
As she felt the icy wind hit her face, she soon became aware of two items in her hands: the Lock was in one, and the Key was in the other. Still moving ahead, one emotion rose to the surface, one she could fully comprehend; she was scared, scared because she knew what was coming.
And it came, right on time.
The yell, the scream, the cry of pain; all mixed into one torturous, horrifying sound. She could recognize the three voices in the merge; Ikuto’s, Tadase’s, and her own. The resulting fear of what lie ahead hit her hard, but still she ran headlong into nowhere. She panted heavily as she ran, desperately wishing her footfalls would block out the noise around her. But it had risen to near deafening; there was no escape.
Amu barely took any notice when the Lock and Key slipped out of her grasp and fell to the ground, resulting in an echoing clatter. But she didn’t turn back to retrieve them; she knew she wouldn’t need them anymore. She wished that she could desperately use her hands to cover her ears, to shield her from this torture. But it was as if she were on autopilot; she couldn’t move the rest of her body, except if it were to keep running.
Her mind was now hollow of all feeling and emotion. She knew what was coming, she knew what to expect. The only thing she could seem to hear was the combination of screams, yells and speech as they repeated until it became almost unbearable, but she still didn’t slow down. The salty and bitter taste of her tears somehow reached her senses; since when had she been crying?
As she approached ever so closer, she could finally see it; the light at the end of the tunnel, the spotlight that stood out in the nothingness. But that only made the blood’s presence known. It was more evident than ever before, as if it were mocking Amu. And to make things worse, that blood belonged to the person lying under the light.
“Tadase-kun!” Amu managed to call out, in a familiar manner to that on that horrible night.
The blood didn’t stain the once white-coloured frills for long; weak from his battle, Tadase’s character transformation disappeared in a flash of sparkles. Now, in the blink of an eye, the blood was staining his Guardian’s cape and school uniform. Worse still, Kiseki was nowhere to be seen. It was as if he knew his owner’s existence didn’t have much time left, and had faded away in advance.
Before Amu could approach her fallen friend, an invisible barrier stopped her from advancing any further. Panicking, she threw her hands against it, but to no avail. It was as if the area surrounding Tadase was soundproof; he took no notice to her presence. It was just like when it had happened: she couldn’t do anything, and now she was just as helpless as she had been that night.
It was only then that she looked down at her hands, only to see that the blood was now staining her hands a bright crimson. She gasped. The substance was also splattered all over Amulet Heart’s attire. How, when she had not touched him at all?
Amu looked up at Tadase’s body, which was spread out in a fashion similar to that of one of those outlines the police would make after there’s been a murder. He had turned to face her. She looked back into his dying eyes, trying to ignore the blood surrounding him, but couldn’t; it was too much to take in. Why must she relive this?
And before she knew it, the spotlight gave way to the darkness, causing Tadase’s dying frame to fade along with it. As she felt herself being thrown backwards, the wind rushing through her ears, she could hear her heartfelt scream as it echoed deep into the void: “Tadase-kun!”
A tapping sound stirred Amu out of her nightmare, which was strangely close to what had happened in reality. Startled, her eyes snapped open and she sat up in shock. She quickly glanced at the balcony door before bringing her knees up to her chest. She breathed heavily as she put a hand to her head. She had worked up quite a sweat.
“Amu-chan...are you ok?” Ran said as she floated up to Amu, placing a small hand on Amu’s arm. Her concern soon awoke the other two charas, who were resting soundly in their eggs. Amu sighed. This was the third time this week she had had a nightmare about Tadase’s death. Would it ever stop?
The tapping sound...there it was again.
“Who could that be?” she wondered aloud as she got up out of bed, quickly regaining her composure. Shivering from the cold coating of sweat on her body, she walked over to the balcony door. She looked out into the night atmosphere, her eyes widening when she saw who it was that was on her balcony at this hour.
Amu opened the door, stunned being her initial reaction. “What...what are you doing here?”
But that was all she could manage to say. After she had said that, she was completely taken aback when the person stepped inside the light of the room and wordlessly swept her up into a warm embrace.
“Well, that was unexpected...” Miki managed to whisper to her sisters, who were just as shocked as their owner was. Unsure of what to do, Amu stood still, letting herself be hugged by the guy who had just entered her room. A part of her didn’t want to release herself from this warm gesture, no matter how much she wished she could.
“I thought I’d never see you again....Hinamori-san...”
At hearing that, Amu quickly pushed herself out of the hug, her eyes widened in curiosity. “Hinamori-san?”
Ikuto fixed his gaze on the girl in front of him, and seemed to quickly come to his senses. “Sorry, I mean, Amu...”
Amu looked up into Ikuto’s eyes. They looked somewhat blank, but it was as if he was trying to hide it. But she didn’t take much notice of it; realizing her gaze had been upon him for longer than five seconds, she turned away and folded her arms across her chest. “What are you doing here anyway? I don’t want to talk to you.”
Ikuto looked genuinely hurt and concerned at this. He put a hand on Amu’s shoulder. “Amu-
Amu found herself thinking back to the time when she had first seen Ikuto destroy an X egg right before her eyes, and how mad she was at him then. Has these recent events left a similar effect? “We tried to save you, but it was too late. You killed someone, even though you didn’t mean to...” Amu, to her surprise, found fresh tears had formed in her golden eyes. But still, she avoided facing Ikuto.
“Are you crying?” he managed to say, once the silence had passed.
“What does it look like?”
“Amu, I know I’m intruding, but-
“Ikuto... you need to give me time...I don’t even know if I can forgive you.” Amu didn’t think for a minute that Ikuto was acting strangely. Now, she just wanted him out of her house. She wasn’t ready to see or talk to him yet; not now. But she felt torn: she had a desire to mend things with Ikuto, to make everything right just as it were before. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it, not when he had been the one caught unintentionally with Tadase’s blood on his hands anyway.
“But Amu...it’s me.”
At this, Amu turned to face him. “Nani?”
“It’s me, Tadase.”
Amu’s eyes widened at the mention of her now-deceased friend. This quickly turned to anger. How could he? He knows what had happened. Why start playing around with me with something that had happened so recently? Her eyes narrowed as the tears threatened to spill. All thoughts of a possible reconciliation flew out of her head as she glared at the teenager.
“Ikuto...this is the last thing I need.” She managed to say, still thinking that Ikuto was mocking the situation.
“I’m serious! Why play around with me over something like that! It’s a sensitive topic for us all; are you just trying to push me over the edge?!”
Amu lowered her voice, as if to not wake her parents. “Just go. Please. I don’t care if you freeze to death, just go.”
Silence filled the area once more. Ikuto seemed to understand that there was nothing more he could do, and headed back outside. He turned to look at Amu once more, and then disappear from the edge of the balcony. Amu didn’t see him go. But once the room was free of his presence, she moved to the door and slid it shut.
Was he teasing me again? Why tease me over something like this?
The next day, at Ikuto’s house, the teenager continued to sleep into the morning. It was a weekend after all. It’s not like he had anything important to do, now that he was free. So why not continue to sleep?
However, the thing that will wake him up just won’t happen to be his alarm clock, or his sister.
“Do you remember anything that happened at all, Tsukiyomi Ikuto?”
The voice, which had spoken randomly, had the same effect as his alarm clock going off. Ikuto just lazily turned around, unconsciously answering it. “Nah, why should I...?”
Then it hit him: someone other than Utau had spoken to him. And boy, did it sound familiar. Surprised, Ikuto shot up out of bed, looking around where the voice was coming from. He quickly character-changed, ready to attack the intruder if need be.
“Don’t try looking...I’m not even here, you thieving-no, you murdering cat!”
Ikuto flinched slightly at the voice. “Murdering cat? Wait...Tadase? Is that you?!” Ikuto said aloud.
“Yes, it’s me.”
“But, you’re dead. Why...why can I hear you in my thoughts? This is crazy...I’m going crazy...”
“No. You’re not going crazy. I’m here in your mind, and I’m here to stay.”
Ikuto: You made Kiddy King possess me?!
Tadase: I know. Isn’t it great? -grins-
MAG: -sighs- Live with it Ikuto. That’s what makes the story funny... -thinks of Ikuto doing things Tadase would normally do and laughs- (send me ideas! I’d love to hear them!)
Ikuto: Amu hates me though!
MAG: She doesn’t hate you, she’s just going through a rough patch...but I’ll promise you that I’ll try and make your life a bit easier in this (I might write two different endings!). I’m just trying to be fair. After all, I killed off Tadase in this, and that’s pretty harsh. Of course, I could’ve killed you, but I would never do that!
Ikuto: Better not. The fangirls wouldn’t like it -smirks-
Amu: So MAG-san, if Tadase-kun is going to possess Ikuto from time to time, how will I choose which one I end up with?
MAG: How should I know? I haven’t decided how it will end yet. But it sounds like an Amuto one doesn’t it? I mean, Tadase is dead for crying out loud!
Tadase: Don’t forget the Embryo!
Ikuto: What’s that supposed to mean?
Tadase: Just telling my fans not to give up on me just yet, even though I’m dead in this. Hinamori-san...that reminds me, why am I calling Amu-chan Hinamori-san again? I called her Amu-chan earlier in this chapter right?
MAG: For easier recognition.
Tadase: Huh? But that doesn’t explain-
MAG: It’ll be better explained later, trust me. Besides, ‘Hinamori-san’ sounds better coming from you. It’s more your style. I can’t see Ikuto calling Amu that, so that’s why it’s funny when you possess him.
Ikuto: But that means that I have to call her that when he slips up!
MAG: Exactly. Didn’t you just read this chapter? You’ve already done it -grins-
Chapter Four: Partly a Possession
A note from me: Well, what’s there to say? The humour side of the story is gonna start coming out now. And please don’t forget to leave a review on your way out. I love hearing your feedback, and it helps me improve!
And from here on in, this is how speech will be interpreted, unless stated otherwise:
Ikuto: “insert speech here” (so Ikuto’s speech, possessed by Tadase or not, will be normal and in talking marks)
Tadase: “insert speech here” (so Tadase’s speech will be in italics and in talking marks)
Ikuto’s thoughts are just in italics. And Tadase’s thoughts...well, they’ll have to be in bold italics
The girl stood at the front of Ikuto’s bedroom door, getting more slightly agitated by the second. She sighed and tapped her foot impatiently. Usually he was up by now, and she had heard him talking earlier; Eru had seconded this. And she was sure the angel-chara didn’t lie. But he knew the condition; if he wasn’t out of his room by midday, then she had permission to come in and glomp him. This was the result of Ikuto losing a bet to her in a ramen-eating contest not long ago.
But just because he had been brainwashed by an evil organisation a while back, doesn’t mean that Ikuto could ignore this. A bet was a bet, and since he had lost, she still had the right. Besides, she was leaving soon for an overseas concert tour. She wanted to see him at least once before she departed.
Utau sighed. It was twelve o’clock. Her transportation would be leaving soon, and she didn’t have much time to spare. Again, she raised her fist to rap on the door.
“Ikuto! C’mon, get up, otherwise-
Fed up and ready, Utau opened the door to Ikuto’s room, only to find that it was empty. The only evidence that demonstrated any proof that he had been in the room at all were the unmade bed sheets and the open window. Seeing this, she folded her arms across her chest.
“Ikuto...I wanted to see you before I left!”
However, her brother wasn’t as far from the house as she thought he was. After his rude awakening this morning, Ikuto was now sitting on the roof of his house, cat ears visible from his midnight-blue hair. After quickly throwing on a random top and jeans and grabbing a jacket, he had character-changed and jumped up to the rooftop before his sister could run in and give him her usual morning glomp. But Utau was the last thing on his mind. Now, there were more important issues to deal with.
Tadase...a ghost? Of course he would be one. But hanging around him, talking to him? It didn’t seem real. He had to remember that Tadase was dead; murdered by Ikuto while he was in a brainwashed chara-nari, no less. He couldn’t be around him in a spiritual form now could he?
Ikuto collapsed back onto the roof and looked up to the afternoon sky, hands behind his head. Obviously the guilt was getting the better of him, so much that he was starting to imagine the blonde’s voice in his head. What other explanation was there for this?
“So, you’re inside my head eh? How did that happen?” Ikuto finally said.
“Why should I tell you? You’re the one who killed me in the first place!”
Ok, either he really was going crazy or that really was Tadase answering him in his head, instead of his guilty conscience.
“But if you told me, at least I’d have some idea as to why I can hear you and no-one else can.”
“...I-I was given a chance to come back like this. To fulfil a purpose.” To settle the score for what you have done, he added silently; after having his life cut short by the boy he used to call his onii-tan, Tadase felt that this was the only way to... well, extract revenge. And since he had been given this power, he knew who he would use it on, and what he would use it for.
“What purpose is that?”
“...That’s not the point. You may have killed me, but my soul still exists. I won’t give up Hinamori-san to you!”
Ikuto managed to hold back a little laugh. “Back for Amu? You seem to have forgotten that you’re dead. You don’t stand a ghost of a chance!” He didn’t bother mentioning his chances were pretty much destroyed as well. Not that it mattered. But really, Tadase couldn’t be serious. Coming back for Amu?! What could he do?
“Maybe so, but I can do this...”
Without thinking about it, Ikuto found himself getting up to his feet, standing up to full height, and declaring loudly to anyone who bothered to listen, “Attention everyone! I, Tsukiyomi Ikuto, wear frilly pink underwear!”
It was a good thing the area was empty. Or so he thought.
“Was that Ikuto I heard just now?” Eru said to herself in wonder. She was in Utau’s bedroom with Iru, while her owner was having a quick shower.
“Ikuto wearing frilly pink underwear? That’s a first!” the devil-like chara said with a snicker.
But back on the roof, Ikuto seemed to finally come back to his senses, and realize what Tadase had just done.
“Tadase! What are you doing?!” Ikuto demanded, his cat tail twitching angrily.
“Like you said Tsukiyomi Ikuto, I’m dead. But that doesn’t mean anything; my spirit has possessed you. I can control your actions to a certain extent. I’m going to be around whether you like it or not.” Tadase couldn’t help but feel a little surprised at his own words.That was unlike me. Has this new power given me a new form of confidence?
“Well, if you’re going to control me, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t go around telling people I wear frilly pink underwear like that.”
“...Was that true then?” That was unexpected...
“Of course not. But it sounds like something you would wear though.” Ikuto said with a smirk.
“Shut up! You deserve this, after everything you have done to me...”
“It sounds like you’re in a chara-change. Can you still do that?”
“My point is, I can make you say or do things. Anything.”
Ikuto sighed. Why did he have to have Ghost Boy hanging around him and controlling his actions? This has definitely derailed his plans for leaving town now; if he tried to leave, Tadase would just force him back in the opposite direction. And judging from what he had said, it sounded like he was back only for the one intention of preventing Ikuto from being with Amu. Why? It’s not like Tadase had any chance of being with her now. He’s dead for crying out loud!
“I’m bored, let’s go see Hinamori-san!”
Well, at least he can’t hear my thoughts.
“And I can hear your thoughts.”
Oh shit...nah, he’s probably just bluffing...
“Since when did you revert back to the -san?” Ikuto asked. Tadase had been addressing Amu as ‘Amu-chan’ for a short while before his death. “Why the sudden change of heart?”
“Well, she’s gotta find out it’s me somehow right?” And to ruin your chances even further...she’s too good for a cat like you! But of course, Tadase didn’t say that out loud.
Ikuto rolled his eyes. Yep, Tadase was just going to make things worse for him; as if they weren’t bad enough already.
“Well guess what? We’re not going to see her. She doesn’t want to see me, and I’m respecting her wishes.” That was true of course.
“But I want to see her.”
“Well, go possess someone else then. She’s not going to see me, and if you’re thinking of possessing me so you can see her...”
“Wait, you’ve already have haven’t you?”
“Tadase! What did you say to her?” Now that he had him residing in his head, the last thing he wanted was for Tadase’s spirit to go around in his body and worsening his relationship with Amu further. Whatever Tadase said and did while possessing his body could be taken the wrong way in Amu’s eyes. And even though he enjoyed teasing her, Ikuto knew that irritating her at a time like this would only make things worse.
But on the other hand, she wouldn’t take Tadase seriously if he went around in Ikuto’s body saying otherwise. Would she?
“Ikuto, who are you talking to-nya?”
Ikuto turned to face his chara, who had come back after finding something to eat, and was now looking awfully confused at his master’s actions. He ran a hand through his hair.
“Nobody Yoru. There’s nobody here...” Ikuto realized that communicating with Tadase’s spirit was a bit like talking to a Shugo Chara. However in this case everyone would think he was talking to himself, since no-one else he knew could see or hear vengeful ghosts.
“Stop denying it. I’m not gonna leave. Now, let’s go. I would like to see her, considering I only saw her briefly last night after all.”
Suddenly, Ikuto froze. He let his arms fall to rest at his sides, and he stared out blankly in front of him. His mind was cleared of all of his thoughts, and for that moment he forgot where he was or what was happening. He felt his body relax, and he closed his eyes, which in that split second had glazed over.
“Uh, Ikuto? You ok-nya?” Yoru asked, even giving Ikuto a little poke on the shoulder.
Then a strange, yet familiar force took over Ikuto’s body. He couldn’t stop it from entering no matter how hard he tried, and as the cold presence spread to coat every inch of himself, he felt the control he once had disappear completely, replaced by a feeling that was an indescribable loss of power. It was just like that one other time not long ago. The feeling of being taken over physically that was beyond words; it was happening all over again.
It didn’t take long. Once the process was over, Ikuto seemed to regain his consciousness. His eyes slowly opened, and while they looked as normal as they did before, Yoru could tell that there was something wrong with him; it was exactly the same as last night, when he had accompanied Ikuto to Amu’s house, he had seen the same thing. Anyone else who would have seen him would think nothing was wrong at all. But as his Shugo Chara, Yoru could sense that not all was right with his owner. But what that was he didn’t know.
“Let’s go see Hinamori-san!” Ikuto said with a grin. Yoru stared at his owner in disbelief, now even more confused at his current behaviour. He decided to keep his thoughts to himself for now, and followed Ikuto to the edge of the roof.
But when Ikuto jumped off the edge, the cat-like chara couldn’t help but laugh when, instead of landing perfectly on the ground as usual, Ikuto fell flat on his face regardless of his character change. Obviously, Tadase wasn’t used to landing on his feet after jumping off from a great height, despite the current circumstances.
“Now, to the Royal Garden!” Ikuto, or rather, Tadase in Ikuto’s body, declared once he got up off the ground. After getting some odd looks at passerby, he walked off towards Seiyo Academy, where he was sure there would be a Guardian’s meeting on right about now.
Ikuto on the other hand, watched helplessly as, much like the Death Rebel incident, his body was being controlled by somebody else against his will.
You know, just because you’re possessing my body doesn’t mean you can act out of character...
“Why not? Because it’s not me, remember?”
Amu: What a weird chapter. Tadase-kun sounds funny when he’s OOC. Proves that he is evil, even without the chara-change -sweatdrops-
MAG: He’s OOC? Meh, who cares? This is a comedy you know... -sweatdrops-
Tadase: Ah, so that’s why I reverted back to using ‘Hinamori-san...’
MAG: -nods- Well, that’s part of the reason. Can you picture Ikuto (when he’s being controlled) calling Amu ‘Amu-chan’? I can’t -shudders-
Ikuto: -sighs- Why me?
MAG: -shrugs- Well, it could be worse. I could have Tadase possess Amu instead- wait! That’s not a bad idea... -writes idea down-
Amu: Don’t even think about it... -death glare-
Tadase: Hey, it wouldn’t be so bad Hinamori-san
Ikuto: At least he’d be out of my head. I want my thoughts private thanks!
Tadase: So now I know what you are thinking, does that mean I have access to all your perverted secrets now?
Ikuto: You weren’t bluffing?!
Tadase: -ignores Ikuto- Ah, he’s thinking of Hinamori-san in bed -narrows eyes-
Amu: Ikuto! -Hits Ikuto on the head-
Ikuto: -rubs head- Like I was. For all you know, I could have been thinking of Tadase in bed
Ikuto: That shut you up -smirks-
MAG: IkutoxTadase moment! –fangirl screams-
Ikuto: Only cause you paid me to say it... T_T
Chapter Five: Royal Pain in the Butt
A note from MAG: This is important. I’ve changed Amu’s age back to 12. After much research on Japanese schooling and looking back to the manga, I realized it would be better off having her at 12. Dang it. Also, I am SO sorry for the late post! You have to understand, I’ve been going through a lot lately. School, exams, my brother having cancer... please, if you could pray for him, it would be appreciated.
Ikuto’s speech (regardless of possession or not): “normal and in talking marks”
Tadase’s speech: “italics and in talking marks”
Ikuto’s thoughts: italics
Tadase’s thoughts: bold italics
There was something missing from the Royal Garden. Everyone knew what it was, yet no one dared say. It was too obvious that words need not to be spoken on the matter; not that they needed to be said anyway. The lost presence of their friend and former King’s chair of what would be the last generation of the Guardians to ever set foot in Seiyo Academy would surely be honoured and never forgotten. Which was why they were here today; hopefully if they played their cards right it wouldn’t be their last.
It was the first time the Guardians had gathered in the old meeting area since the funeral some while back. Nothing had changed since the last time they saw each other in the Royal Garden; the table was still littered with the usual paperwork, and everything was in its rightful place. But the grim feeling that cast over them like a shadow felt like it was as if they were reprising the funeral all over again. But they had another reason to be dismal, even though they all knew it was coming.
It was now a new school year, their last year of elementary school had ended; they were no longer needed here anymore. Now the majority of them would start to attend the middle school not far from the elementary school, leaving their role as Guardians behind as a result of the transition. But because they were gone didn’t mean there was going to be any new Guardians to take their place.
Because of complications still unknown to them, Tsukasa had declared that there would be no more Guardians at Seiyo Academy at this point and time. The whole idea seemed crazy; who would protect the children’s dreams now if they wouldn’t be around to save them? But there was nothing they could do; especially since the caretaker had the final say in the matter. However, since Yaya would be the only one who wouldn’t be moving on to middle school, she would have to ask him if they could still use the Royal Garden as a regular meeting spot. They were sure he would agree; after all, he had already let them make it into a little shrine. And Guardians or not, there was still the subject of the Embryo to talk about.
Amu sat back on her chair, ignoring the activity buzzing around her and thought back to last night, when Ikuto had appeared on her balcony. It was the first time she had seen him since the fight that had ended Tadase’s life. What did he want? Why was he there? Why would he even bother to show his face again after what he had done?
She closed her topaz-coloured eyes in deep thought; Ikuto...he was a boy of mystery. Despite him being on Easter’s side, she could tell he was troubled and she had helped him. She had him stay over at her house, when he was ill and on the run from the evil company. Whenever he did something wrong by accident, such as when she made that tart and he had destroyed it, he would always compensate in one way or another. And of course, there was that teacup ride in the abandoned amusement park...
She admitted it; she took out her anger on him. She was still grieving and yearning after all. And who could blame her; Hotori Tadase is, and had been, a close friend to her, not to mention her first major crush. Of course she would be upset at his death, more so that it had been Ikuto’s fault in the first place.
But...how she wished it wasn’t.
Amu thought back to last night, when Ikuto had shown up on her balcony. She had to admit, his behaviour was quite odd. But she still shouldn’t have spoken to him like that-wait, what was she thinking?! She had every right to! He had killed of her friends, right in front of her! Where was the justice in that? And she wasn’t going to forgive him so easily, if at all.
But could she really maintain a grudge against a boy who deserved it, but also didn’t?
It was so frustrating; life in general was. But at the end of the day, it would always come back to the same question: What did she, Hinamori Amu, really think of Tsukiyomi Ikuto?
“Hinamori?” Amu perked up at the sound of her name, snapping her out of her thoughts. Kukai was speaking to her; the only other ex-Guardian to attend, as Kairi had been unable to.
“Yeah?” Amu said, after wiping her hands on her skirt.
“Are you ready?”
Amu nodded in reply to Kukai’s question. She had been practising the little speech she had written up to this very day; many times in the mirror and many times to her charas, and each time her tears gradually became more controlled. It wasn’t much; just a little tribute to Tadase that was only a paragraph long. They had all written one each, and were to read them out today at this late-morning gathering.
Amu took a deep breath and stood up from her chair, positioning herself so she was facing her fellow Guardians and friends who were sitting in their own chairs in a small group. She stood behind the little memorial they had set up with the caretaker’s permission; a picture of the blonde King, surrounded by bunches of flowers that many of his fangirls and admirers had dropped by over the break. How they had found out Amu didn’t really seem to care about. She looked behind her at the splashes of colours, seeing the picture of Tadase’s smiling face out of the corner of her eye. Blinking back tears and forcing a smile, the Joker brushed a stray strand of hair away from her cheek and took another deep and prepared to speak.
The door to the Royal Garden opened, and the Guardians all turned around to see who had entered. However, the person who had entered was the last person any of them would have expected to see.
“I-Ikuto?!” Amu stammered.
“What’s he doing here?” Rima said, no emotion evident in her voice.
“H-hey guys...” the person who looked like Ikuto said with a smile, complete with sparkles. And who could blame him? Tadase was seeing his friends again, after who knows how long. He restrained himself from going over to give Amu a hug; he had to consider the way he acted and the rules that came with this power, no exceptions.
Amu raised an eyebrow at this. What was Ikuto doing here? And what was with the friendly greeting? Ikuto usually strolled in without any welcome, regardless if anyone was there to acknowledge him or not. The other Guardians continued to stare at him; they were all well aware that it was the catboy that had committed this awful crime to their friend in the first place.
Ikuto on the other hand, couldn’t believe that this was happening. Tadase, taking control of his body and making him do things that he would never do? It was something Ikuto was not going to getting used to so easily.
This is not me! He can’t even pull off my trademark! That’s it, I’m taking over!
Then, without even realizing how he did it or what he did, Ikuto took over his body again, kicking Tadase off and back into his thoughts.
“You know, I knew him as well. It wouldn’t be fair if I missed out on the festivities would it?” Ikuto said with a smirk.
Wow, how did I do that?
“I-I don’t know, but that means-“
“I may have some control over this possession for once...” Ikuto muttered under his breath, accidently voicing his thoughts.
“Eh?” Amu said.
Ikuto turned his eyes to Amu, who was staring at him with utter confusion. Had she heard some of what he said? It didn’t matter; Ikuto stood there impatiently, waiting for an answer.
At last, Nagihiko spoke, adding a sigh to the start of his sentence. “I guess he’s right...sit over there Ikuto-kun.”
Ikuto looked to the vacant seat: the one next to Rima and another empty chair.
“Yay! Next to Hinamori-san!” Tadase’s voice could be heard in Ikuto’s mind.
Yay! Next to Amu, the girl who happens to be pissed off at me because I killed you! Ikuto added somewhat sarcastically as he walked over to the seat, everyone’s eyes still on him.
“But still next to Hinamori-san nonetheless!” If he could have seen him now, Ikuto would imagine that Tadase would probably be grinning at that.
He’s going to be a pain in my neck... Ikuto thought as he sat down in the spare seat available, ignoring a glare from Rima while doing so. Now that he had regained control of his body again, he may as well enjoy it while it lasted.
But he couldn’t find it in himself to stay focused on the speeches that were being spoken, not even Amu’s. To him they were all the same anyway; Tadase was such a good Guardian/friend/[insert other relation to you here]. He did this and that. Yadda yadda yadda. Not that he could get lost in his own thoughts either, as that certain someone was currently residing there.
“My turn! I need to talk to Hinamori-san!”
Why bother? I’ve tried, and she doesn’t want to talk to me. Not like you have a better chance. It was true; Ikuto had taken every opportunity he could to apologize to the pinkette for whatever he had said last night. However, every time she would just ask him to keep quiet or just flat out ignore him. Geez, haven’t you already caused enough trouble for me anyway? I still don’t know what you said to her!
And these were only just the beginning of the many arguments they would probably have while Tadase would reside with Ikuto. Not that Ikuto was going to get used to it. But hearing another person’s voice in your head, particularly a dead person, was bound to be distracting.
In fact, it was so distracting that Ikuto didn’t even notice that the speeches had progressed and they were now up to Kukai’s. Nor did he pay attention to any of the pointless words being said. But Tadase was paying attention.
Ikuto barely had time to comprehend the words spoken, before he felt the loss of control once more as the young blonde took over his body again.
Everyone, even Amu, has lost interest of the unexpected visitor by this point, and they all had gradually seemed to accept his presence. But now, all eyes were on Ikuto, who had pushed his chair back to cause a loud scraping sound to emit as the metal scraped the surface.
“What was that?” Ikuto said, cutting across Kukai’s speech. He stood up from his chair, his head down so his midnight blue bangs were covering his face. Ikuto knew what was coming; he didn’t have long to prevent it from happening.
Oh dear god, Tadase please don’t... control your chara!
But of course, attempts were futile.
“What did you call me?”
Ikuto desperately fought for control, but there was no point; Tadase was in complete command now. An evil glint in Ikuto’s eyes that had never appeared before made itself known now, and he looked up, brushing his hair out of his eyes and looking at the Guardians. The Guardians looked on, wondering what was up with the teenager.
“I am not a prince! I am a King! Get it right!”
“I-Ikuto! Stop fooling around!” Amu said angrily, clearly wanting the teenager to not do this. Why make fun of Tadase now, of all times? And by parodying his chara-change of all things? Because to the other Guardians, it didn’t look like a chara-change; there was no evidence of one.
“I think not, my Hinamori-san.” Ignoring Amu, Ikuto stood up to his full height and placed his hands on his hips, before proudly proclaiming, “Listen up my loyal subjects! Your mourning is in vain; your King has been resurrected from the dead!”
“Yay!” Yaya said with a grin, actually believing it. Everyone turned to stare at her. “What?”
“Well, why are you all sitting around for?! Former Jack and current Jack, fetch me a drink, chop chop!” Ikuto said while pointing at Nagihiko.
The Guardians continued staring at Ikuto, dumbfounded and shaking their heads in disbelief.
“Um, Ikuto-kun. I don’t think anyone’s gonna listen to you...” Nagihiko pointed out. No way was he going to take orders from this guy.
“Very well then. Not that I’ll need it anyway. I’ve got all that I need right here...” And with that, Ikuto quickly grabbed Amu, and held her close to him.
“I-Ikuto! L-let go!” Amu said with a mixture of surprise and resentment. But surprisingly, her struggles eventually ceased.
“And with my Queen by my side, together we shall achieve world domination!” Ikuto said, complete with an evil laugh at the end.
“Last time I checked, I think I was the Queen’s chair...” Rima said somewhat sarcastically.
“Well you just got demoted commoner!”
Damnit Tadase... Quickly, Ikuto regained control of his body, before Tadase could continue to use him as an outlet for his crazy chara-change. Once the catboy felt himself back in his own body yet again, he looked down at Amu, who was still in his arms.
“Well, this is a nice position...” Ikuto said with his trademark smirk, keeping his cool. Amu on the other hand was not in the least bit happy, so she quickly regained her senses and pushed herself away, before Ikuto could notice her rapidly-spreading blush.
Ikuto brushed himself off and turned to look at everyone again. “And that, my friends, was a lovely tribute to Tadase in his chara-change. ‘Cause that’s what happens right?”
Ikuto was met with nothing but an awkward silence.
Damnit Tadase! You said you couldn’t chara-change!
“I told you I don’t know if I could chara-change you thieving cat! But now it’s obvious that I can... just don’t be around when someone says the word ok?”
I second that. Do you think I like going around saying I want world domination like you do?
“Do you think I like it? Well, if I can chara-change still...then that means Kiseki is still here. Where could he be?”
Ikuto was now walking back to his house, after the whole fiasco that had just happened. After taking control of his body again, he quickly made an exit and left the Guardians behind. So now not only did he have a former Guardian residing around him, he also had to avoid that freaking word that triggered the blonde’s chara-change, which resulted in an automatic possession of his body again.
But damn, it was hard to avoid, especially since Disney movies were pretty popular these days.
“Tadase!” called out a voice behind Ikuto. A very familiar voice.
“Oh great, I can hear dead charas now?!” Ikuto said, starting to sound fed up. After today’s incident, this was the last thing he needed.
“Ikuto, what are you talking about nya?” Yoru said, still confused by Ikuto’s behaviour. He had been hanging out with the charas and trying to talk to Miki during the time, so he hadn’t seen the latest incident. But he had heard it all nonetheless, probably from the other charas.
“Tadase!” said a faint outline of Kiseki, who was unseen to the human eye, regardless if they had a chara or not. The chara floated up closer to Ikuto, and it wasn’t until he got close enough that he realized who he was talking to. “Tsukiyomi Ikuto?! Why do you have my owner’s presence on you, of all people?!”
“Isn’t it obvious enough?” Ikuto said flatly, still walking along the sidewalk.
“Answer me! Don’t ignore a King!”
Yoru turned around at hearing another chara’s voice. “Kiseki? Is that you nya?”
Ikuto rolled his eyes, before closing them. Tadase, you handle this...
Tadase, upon sensing his chara, immediately took over Ikuto’s body so that he could talk to him.
“Kiseki? You’re alive?”
“Of course not! I’m dead just like y- wait. Why are you in Tsukiyomi Ikuto’s body?!”
Meanwhile, Ikuto sighed again as he watched his body being controlled and used in manners that he saw impossible by his standards and personality; by Kiddy King. Rest assured, despite everything, he was going to be a real pain in the butt.
MAG: -laughs at Ikuto wanting world domination-
Ikuto: It’s not that funny you know
MAG: Yes it is! And if you think it’s over, think again. I’ve got more stuff planned for you!
Ikuto: -sarcastic tone- Well, I’m lucky aren’t I? –suddenly gets an idea- Tell you what. Make me possess Tadase in one of your stories and I’ll promise I’ll stop complaining in this one
MAG: Sorry, I haven’t got time to write more stories. I’ve got school you know!
Ikuto: Too bad. Looks like you’ve lost a character –chara changes and leaves-
MAG: -sighs- Tadase! Can you go find Ikuto please? We need him for this story!
Tadase: Nuh uh. Now that he’s gone, we can make this Tadamu! -grins-
MAG: Don’t make me say it-
Tadase: Kiseki isn’t here to make my chara-change work!
MAG: That doesn’t matter! I have authoress powers to make it happen! Now hurry up and go get him!
Tadase: -runs off-
MAG: He’ll be back... no one ever escapes Mysterious Angel Girl! -giggles-
End note: On page 3
Bye bye, CR~!
Nice its cute and sad.
I actually feel sorry for Tadase. But why did Ikuto have to kill him! now Amu hates him
Update soon Ya? i want to know about ikuto's view on what happened
Nice its cute and sad.
I actually feel sorry for Tadase. But why did Ikuto have to kill him! now Amu hates him
Update soon Ya? i want to know about ikuto's view on what happened
lol Thanks. Imagine if it happened in the manga though. Ikuto killing Tadase while he was brainwashed I mean. I don't think that would happen though, and I wouldn't want it to happen. If it did, I'd be pretty sad
Ikuto's POV on the incident will be in the next chapter, so look out for it I'd put an update timetable, but my updating skills are haphazard lol. But I'll try to get it done soon. Thanks again ^^
Bye bye, CR~!
like whoa!! it seems like amu cant be with either of them now!
YES! new chapter is up! enjoy!
hey star(: i love yr fan fic. pls update soon!!
I'm a kinda lazy to read right now, let me bookmark it first, then I'll give some comments...
What is avii?? Please explain it to me?? Pretty please with a cherry on the top?
update plz its gooddddddd
too much to do
Thanks for the lovely comments everyone! I'll be sure to update soon...hopefully ^^
Bye bye, CR~!
nice chapter(: cant wait for nxt update!!
gud gud.....ecept it was ikutos attitude i liked....looks just added to it!! so i think it will be REALLY weird if tadase went around in ikutos body!!
YES! new chapter is up! enjoy!
My profile will be fixed up in a while
hmmm. i cant really bash tadase. so i'll juz say tat im glad its amuto nt tadamu. AWESOME CHAPTER, btw.
Upload soon!!! ^^....
P.S....I think I hv sum ideas abt the Ikuto-being-possesed-by-Tadase thing XD
Upload soon!!! ^^....
P.S....I think I hv sum ideas abt the Ikuto-being-possesed-by-Tadase thing XD
Thanks! I'll gladly try my hardest to update soon!
And if you have ideas I'd love to hear them ^^
Bye bye, CR~!
hahas. awesome chapter