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I figured that I need something to get readers attention again so here is a short one shot
Insane. Who? Me!
What is reality. What is fantasy. I honestly can't tell anymore; since my last suicide attempt I have been so pumped full of drugs that I have difficulty remembering my own name. Meh it will come back to me. I hope……….
Ichigo Momomiya. That's my name. I think. Also I am fairly sure that I am sixteen though for all I know I could be like eighty. I think I have been here for a while but my memory is shattered like a mirror. Like a mirror it will never be the same.
I am Ichigo Momomiya. I am sixteen. I am a mew mew. I......wait a second. Too late now, I can't remember what I had just thought about. My memory is going again.
I think I have parents…… still. Once I lived with them but now I live here and I haven't seen them. I wonder if they know that I am here. Maybe I've been kidnapped!
Outside the room, two orderlies wandered over; attracted by the howls of the occupant. One of them lifted up a clipboard off the door.
"Ichigo Momomiya, age sixteen, diagnosed with schizophrenia, paranoia, and clinical insanity," The man read off. The other man peered through the small window into the cell. Inside, the padded room was empty save for the figure of a teenage girl, hunched up in a corner rocking backwards and forwards. Her dark red hair was dull and unbrushed and fell to the middle of her spine. She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen. The man pulled away from the window.
"Just leave her," The two men resumed their conversation and continued down the hall.
Lettuce, Mint, Pudding, Zakuro…… Ryou. All these names tumbling around in my head. Are these people, friends, relatives, enemies, lovers, team mates, acquaintances, class peers. One of the few memories that I can still access is of a pink café, and cute waitress uniforms, and cake and a really nice man whose name escapes me whenever I come close to remembering it.
Am I awake or am I asleep? Am I alive or dead? I feel lost inside myself. Like nothing will ever be right again.
I see the light coming towards me now. Am I dying? The light is changing, before it was just a floating orb but now it appears to be in the shape of a…… cat.
"Hello," I said, though whether I said it aloud or in my mind is debatable.
"Hello," It replied
"What are you?" I asked; brows knitted in confusion.
If anyone walked past her cell at that moment they would have seen Ichigo sitting back and talking to herself. Though that would be nothing strange in a mental asylum.
"I am you," The cat said, simply.
"But I'm human and you're a cat." Ichigo pointed out.
"Are you really human?" The cat asked handing her a small yellow pendant. As Ichigo took it a surge of memories rushed back to her. She was Ichigo Momomiya. She was the leader of Tokyo Mew Mew and she was not crazy!
As she thought this, the world that she was in sucked away and she fell to the floor. As she gazed towards the sky, she caught a glimpse of Pai floating above her.
"You escaped the mind trap. It had an 85% chance of success," He muttered to himself and then teleported away. Ichigo just continued to lie there, her head still spinning. Someone helped her to her feet and she found herself face to face with the other mews. She fell into a massive group hug.
"I love you guys………"
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