I am writing this for the pure fun of it. Don't worry I will finish it, it is one of my pet peeves when someone has a really good story that they leave hanging and then forget about it. By the way I am recruiting an army to kill Aoyama Masaya. Let me know if you want to join. So you can probably tell this is not a Ichigo x Masaya fanfic which, no offense to those who write them, but I personally don't like them.
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and everyone was happy. The late afternoon was truly beautiful. Well, almost everyone. Seven people were walking home with the knowledge that aliens were trying to invade the world.
Now before you start to think that this is a science fiction novel let me tell you a bit more about the characters.
The red haired girl that was walking home alone was thinking bitter thoughts of her blonde boss and how she would not be able to spend time with her boyfriend.
The petite girl in the limousine was fervently hoping that work at the café where she "worked" would not be too taxing and that she would do well in her ballet performance that night.
A tall girl with glasses sat staring out of the library window, wishing that the human race was not even close to being extinguished but instead living peacefully in one of her favorite books.
The small blonde girl running the household of five siblings was caught up in her daily routine but not so much to wonder when she would have to leave to fight aliens.
The movie star posing at her photo shoot was deeply troubled about the whole affair, not that she let one ounce of it show.
Then there were the other two. The tall brunette guy slaving away with pastry in the kitchen of a small pink café was not even focusing on the cake he was baking but wondering at what undiscovered genetic computer codes he could use to track down predicites.
The blond guy in the basement was typing at maniac speed, ever thinking up new strategies to forcibly dissuade the Cyniclons to stop attacking.
On whole they were pretty much the only ones in town troubled by that particular thought. But they weren't the only ones thinking it no. Other people were also thinking the thought and finding it quite pleasurable, namely the two boys floating next to the city tower.
"Pai," asked the smaller one, "Why are we just standing her doing nothing?" His voice was high pitched and whiney. "Because Taruto," Said the other one, "We must keep an eye out for the Mew Mews so Kisshu can complete his mission." "Well why did we trust Kisshu in the first place?" demanded the smaller one, unsatisfied, "You know how he is around the pink one." "Oh shut up Taruto." retorted the older one, "I am needed as a disciplinary figure around you and Kisshu is a terrible lookout. And speaking of those Mew Mew's, you always seem a bit off balance whenever the monkey girl is around." He added with an air of superiority. The small one, Taruto, huffed indignantly. "Well she's kinda pretty that's all." He muttered darkly to himself. Pai chuckled to himself. "Come on that's enough of that, Kisshu has had plenty of time now so let's check on him." The two boy's teleported then, rippling away.
In the dusky twilight not so far away another boy, similar to the first two, had indeed accomplished the prearranged mission. Zipping in and out between houses and apartment buildings, Kisshu landed at the prearranged meeting place. Pai and Taruto had already teleported in and stood, waiting for the newcomers report. "Well?" Asked Pai expectantly. "You better not have messed up on this one too Kisshu." Taruto added threateningly. "Oh don't worry your head about this time midget." Said Kisshu, smirking. "I think you will find that everything is correct and in order." The three boy's then teleported out.
Sorry for the really short chapter but I have a large case of writers block that is making my mind go blank. I better go watch more episodes. Yolo.