By: Starzy_ / The Sky's Bouquet on FF.net
So. Remember that episode/chapter where Rima's parents were all over her and her duties as a Guardian??? Exactly. That's the one! Episode 40: Rima! Unlock The Heart!
What if Rima didn't go after the Guardians and decided to stay home with her wonderful parents shrieking at each other? What would happen?!That was exactly what I set out to write about...Just in case you all might be curious.
This drabble may be a bit confusing, but I were just exploring the possibilites of Shugo Chara. That's your fair warning, okay?
Thanks for reading & don't forget to drop a review at the bottom!
I often found myself wondering about the outside world. I mean; the world that I had been kept from all my life after…That year.
The best year of my life…And the worst year as well.
Maybe I should have rebelled for my freedom instead of just complying with my parents’ overprotective wishes. I was only, what? Eleven at the time. Still, I could have spoken up for myself and ran out the room while they were busy yelling obscenities at each other.
What did happen to the other Guardians? Did…They ever make it out of that mess? After all, the phone call Amu made… The screaming still haunts my ears at the mere age of sixteen. Sometimes I think it rivals against my parents’ frequent arguing. Both sounds are reminders of the past, present, and maybe the future as well.
My Mama and Papa moved us afterwards. They kept me from Seiyo Academy for the week and seven days that it took to pack our things; thinking the entire time that the ‘silly, foolish, and idiotic’ club was what ‘caused the results of their bad parenting. Too bad Mama couldn’t understand that it was more than that to me.
I went back into my Outer Character. Cold, selfish, passive, and friendless.
“Rima, come down here this instant! Papa and me have something we need you discuss with you.” Mama’s voice is tight and pinched, like she’s holding her nose. I’m about to pretend I’m asleep when I hear the door slam loudly.
I roll off my side and stack my gag manga carefully on the nightstand. I’ve been trying to block out the shrieking of one of their quarrels for the past hour. It’s high time I bought myself some earmuffs…Or better, headphones.
KusuKusu is unusually silent as she flutters along with me. I know she knows that I won’t be smiling tonight. Her tries to make me laugh would be fruitless. Like they have been for the past years.
“Yes, Mama?” I asked, keeping my voice low. She’s already rubbing her temples; her plate of food on the dining room table untouched. The tray on the opposite side is lopsided, grains of rice are strewn all over the place mat and the bowl of now cold miso soup is overturned with the brown liquid dripping slowly down the edge of the table. Mama doesn’t reply, just hand me an old blue rag from the counter.
“Clean up this mess, will you?” She half-heartedly mutters; her eyes red and cheeks somewhat blotchy. Mama is crying.
I take the rag and wipe. Mama’s eyes follow my movements. But they soon flit towards the door. Her soundless tears are being pushed away angrily. KusuKusu pats Mama’s shoulder, even though the fact that Mama can’t feel or hear charas is clear. I still cannot smile at the sight. Then I hear two words being uttered from Mama that make my heart feel lighter, if only a little.
Mama says those words every night. Papa…he says those words in my ears when he returns. And I know he means it too.
Even though they don’t fix anything; the simple phrase brings some ease to me, Mama, and Papa. If only they would say those words to each other instead. Then, just maybe, we could all smile again.
eeeeew so gross.