The Old and the New
Samonia: A random idea I came up with, a dramatic fanfic sorta. Eh. We'll see how it turns out. NEWMEW4YOU DOES NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW!
The news of the aliens' departure is anounced to Ichigo... six months after it happened.
One day when her mind was reflecting her past, it stumbled upon Kisshu. The questionable death of the alien held her curiosity, and she found the person she should talk to was Ryou. Slipping out of her house, she walked down to the rows of white apartments that weren't too far away. She trotted down the tall buildings, counting off the apartment numbers.
"24... 26... 28... 30." she murmured, and stopped at the stairwell that led up to 30. She hesitated, then stepped up the three steps and knocked on the pale door. There was an overcast that day, making the mood dreary and tense almost. The door slowly opened and a neutral faced boy stood in the doorway. At first he was surprised she came to visit. Sure, that awkward ex feeling was lingering still, but Ichigo's curiosity got the best of her as always.
A few weeks ago, Masaya called her. It was a very short call, explaining how he had met someone else. Ichigo wasn't surprised. As much as she hoped, long distance relationships never worked. He was in England, her in Tokyo, the only way she could communicate was via call, and that wasn't enough to keep the spark there. She agreed she had lost the feeling for him, and they separated without a tear shed, which suited her just fine.
A very short relationship blossomed between her and Ryou, but she soon realized dating someone older than you didn't work out well, so she cut it off, to Ryous dismay. But as she stood in front of the boy, she couldn't help but admire his steel blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. She didn't admire him so much as to regret her decision though. No, she was set on staying friends with him, even if he wanted more. An autumn breeze tossed her long red hair gently over her back, her bangs moving in front of her eyes. She had her hair down, giving her a more mature look. Her hair had grown in the past six months also, touching her lower back. She was dressed in a white jacket with pink jogging pants, a white tank top and grey sneakers. Ryou leaned against his door frame, his cool fatigue setting in again. He wore a red sweater and black baggy pants with white converse. His hair had stayed the same, keeping it in its usual 'pretty boy' style, as she called it sometimes. His sapphire eyes stared at her questionably.
"Ichigo." he nodded, his way of saying hello.
Ichigo grunted and nodded back, her eyes stayed neutral and her hands in her pockets. "Hey Ryou. Long time no see." he nodded in agreement and crossed his arms. Since the cafe had closed due to the leaving of aliens, she hadn't seen Ryou since they broke up, and she had run into Keiichiro once at the market. She still hung out with the girls from the cafe, but it wasn't the same with the boss and chef.
"So what brings you here?" Ryou finally asked. Ichigo shifted her weight to her right foot and hesitated. Did she really want to know? What if he was really dead? How would she feel about that? Ryou blinked at her and suddenly a cheerful voice called behind Ryou.
"Ryou! Who's at the door?" Ichigo looked past Ryou and saw Keiichiro standing in the hallway.
"Keiichiro!" Ichigo exclaimed, glad to finally see the tall brunet. Keiichiro smiled warmly, he hadn't changed at all. He had his light brown hair in a ponytail, his smile attractive and welcoming.
"Ichigo! What are you doing here?" he asked with cheerfulness in his voice as he came up behind the blonde. Ryou rubbed the back of his head and stood up from the wall.
"That's what i want to know." he said lazily. Ichigo faltered under the tall man's kind curious eyes.
"Well come in! It's terribly cold." Keiichiro sang and tugged Ryou aside so she could step in. She was wary to enter, but the pair of eyes encouraged her to step in. The apartment was medium sized and looked as any other apartment would.
"Why don't you sit on the couch? The cookies will be out in a couple minutes." Keiichiro said, motioning towards the tan coach. Ichigo plopped down stiffly, and Ryou soon joined her. They sat in silence as the warm aura Keiichiro had, departed as he left also. Now awkward tension hovered in the air.
"So..." he started cautiously. Ichigo looked at him from the corner of her eye. "Um... How's life been?" he asked trying to strike a conversation with her. She shrugged.
"Nothing special, although the pink mark still hasn't disappeared." she said, adding the last part with a sigh. He blinked at her.
"Really? But it should have... The aliens left..." he said hesitantly. Ichigo's ears pricked.
"You see Ryou, that's what i kind of came here for." he raised an eyebrow. "Did... Did Kiss-"
"Who wants sugar cookies?" Keiichiro interrupted, entering the room with a platter full of tan cookies. Ichigo laughed nervously and grabbed one, stuffing it into her mouth. Keiichiro looked at her. "Ichigo, those just came out of the-"
"HOT!" she exclaimed, and shot up and ran into the kitchen. She turned the sink on and stuck her mouth under it, drinking the cool water. Ryou and Keiichiro sweat dropped. Ryou chuckled.
"You haven't changed much have you?" he murmured under his breath.
Ichigo finally calmed down and sat on the coach. The cookies where cool, and Keiichiro and Ryou where munching on them. She cautiously reached out and grabbed one, taking a tiny bite this time. Finding them nice and warm, she ate it and grabbed another.
"So Ichigo, what where you saying?" Ryou asked, swallowing his cookie. Ichigo bit into hers and looked at her hands. Swallowing it, she looked up at the pairs of curious eyes.
"I was wondering if... Well... The last fight the mews had. Who... Who survived?" she chocked out the last word, and tried to cover it with a cough. Keiichiro and Ryou blinked, and then turned to each other.
"You mean... No one told you?" Keiichiro asked quietly. Ichigo shook her head. Ryou furrowed his brow and reached for another cookie, an unreadable expression in his eyes. Keiichiro hesitated. "Ichigo... The mew aqua you dispersed, was enough to revive all three aliens." he paused at her shocked face. Three? She hadn't known Pai died too... She shivered, wondering what had happened outside the horrible ship she had been in. Then it hit her. Revive. All. She blinked several times. "They had enough mew aqua to revive their planet, so they... They helped us escape the ship and left..." he said quietly. A wave of emotions hit her. Sadness, happiness, regret, surprise, admiration, longing. She bit her lip and stuffed another cookie in her mouth. The room grew silent.
"Um... T-thank you for telling me." she got up and bowed, then headed for the door quickly.
"Ichigo." Ryou's smooth voice called. She stopped but didn't turn around. "You ok?" she nodded vigourlesly, hiding her eyes with her bangs and then shot out the door. It weakly banged against the frame but didn't close, as the girl fled down the street, her hair blinding her as it stuck to her face. Ryou stared at the open swinging door as the object of his longing fled down the street. He sighed and got up, worry and regret streaking Keiichiro's eyes.
"She was going to find out." he reassured the man as he closed the door.
Samonia: Kinda an intro, deciding if I'm going to make this into a story, depends on how many ideas I have in my head (A LOT) so… review?