Hiya guys! Or... well, whoever's reading. No reviews yet, but I think I'm okay with that. I'm just having a lot of fun writing this book.
Here we meet the children of Minto and Ryou, Daidaiiro and Nico. I think I'm gonna have a lot of fun writing about Nico :P.
Chapter 2
Orange- the color of adventure and friendship
"Oi, Dai-chan, you going on vacation this year?" a teenage girl asked me. I had no idea what her name was, but I shook my head regardless.
"No, we're staying home this summer, I think," I replied. Of course, I couldn't say WHY we were staying this year. That would be hard for her, though, ya know? I just hate lying to those poor souls with hardly enough money to survive.
I'm Daidaiiro Mikan Shirogane, 14 years old. Top of the food chain at my private school, socialite and thrill-seeker.
"Oh, Daidaii, I just LOVE your outfit!" another girl commented from behind me. I was used to these by now, honestly. I looked down and remembered what I was wearing. Ah, yes, my orange dress with a white collar- the usual.
"Thank you. You look nice tonight as well," I smiled. It felt good to know that I was doing good by gracing those of lesser income with my presence. Who knows? I just might inspire a young girl or even save a life today! I suddenly heard my phone ringing from my clutch. "Niisan!" I grinned. "Nico-kun, what's up? I asked as I answered. I heard my brother sigh on the other line.
"Dai-chan," he spoke, "Mom says she needs you at the café. She says it's important."
"Could you tell her I'm busy? I-"
"You're not busy. You're at a party. Please don't make me pick you up," he said, hanging up. I frowned and put my phone back.
"Oh, was that your brother?" someone wondered aloud. I recognized her. Mikara Kinjiro. She was throwing the party, as it was her birthday. I nodded. About five girls swooned at my action. "Aw, Dai-chan, your brother's perfect!"
"His gorgeous blond hair flows perfectly down his back!"
"His hair isn't that long…"
"His aqua eyes glisten like dew on the morning grass!"
"That's probably his contacts."
"Imagine Nico-kun cosplaying as Ciel Phantomhive!" There was a group of collective squeals.
"I don't think he'd like cosplaying…"
"Doesn't he play like fifty instruments? Ne, Daidaii-chan, could you have him write a song about me?"
Okay, so maybe I was at the top of the food chain- right next to my brother. Nico was, as they described, "as beautiful as a baby puppy". He denied it, of course, but the Shirogane children were adored by our peers. We looked only somewhat alike, but he was the moon, and I the sun. Yes, we were adored by all.
"Sadly, I must leave. Apparently, there is an emergency among the family that I must meet with my mother for. I do wish you a happy birthday, Mikara-chan, and hopefully I'll be back later," I explained. They were probably all disappointed, but I couldn't bear to see their disappointed gazes. I exited the house, making my way down the sidewalk in the evening light. It was six, according to my watch. I hummed along to a song as I walked to keep myself entertained.
Soon enough, I entered the café. I quickly made my way downstairs, where my mother would likely be. "Ah, Daidaiiro," she greeted with a smile.
"Evening, mother." She took my hand and smiled. I sat down in the chair next to her.
"Honey, I told you last night about how we were starting up the Mew Project again…" Oh no. I wasn't sure if I wanted to do this Mew Mew thing, honestly. I didn't know if I'd be able to do it. What if I was too weak? A million questions went through my head as my mother spoke once again. "Last night… there was an attack," she revealed. I gulped. "I'm going to ask you one more time… are you sure you want to do this?" I took a moment to think.
Enough with the what-ifs… "I'd love to, mother," I smiled. I loved trying new things, but… This was something completely different. There wouldn't really be any turning back. THAT would be embarrassing. My mother reached into her purse and brought out a gold pendant.
"This is your Mew pendant. It's very important that you have it with you at all times. Eventually, you should be able to transform on your own, but this is essential for your first few times," she explained. I took a shaky breath, then gave my mother a half-smile. "Dai-chan, you'll be fine! You have the mark, darling." I nodded, thinking of the orange birthmark on the back of my neck. She was right; it was surely unusual, a heart with little wings. She embraced me. "Now, go get back to that party you were so excited for." I grinned, nodding once more as she pulled away. Keeping my hold on the pendant and my clutch, I exited the basement. On my way up the stairs, I ran into my father. He took one look at my worried, yet excited expression, and pulled me into a hug as well.
"I know you can do it," he said. "You're daddy's little angel, remember?" he chuckled. I pulled away, sticking my tongue out.
"Daddy!"
"Right," he grinned. "Have fun at that party." I continued up the stair, making my way back to Mikara-san's house. It was dark outside now. When I neared the home, I was surprised at how quiet it was. I curiously entered, noting the absence of laughter and mindless chatter. Cautiously, I continues down the stairs, where most of the girls were when I left. An overwhelming sense of nausea hit me in the face, getting worse with every breath I took. I took a deep breath, holding it as I looked. It didn't last for long, though. I saw numerous girls, attendees of the party, strewn about. I gasped, regretting it immediately. I reached for my pendant, but it wasn't there. I began to panic, running upstairs and searching for it by the front door. When I didn't find it, I quickly phoned my father. My eyes were frantically looking around, when my jaw dropped- so did the phone. Downstairs was a giant moth, what I assumed was one of the chimera animas my parents told me about. It heard my phone, and looked at me. I ran into one of the upstairs bedrooms and locked the door. I was worried that it would barge in anyway, but the window was too high for me to climb out of. I ran into the closet.
"Damn…" I mumbled, clenching my fists. I heard something beating outside of the closet, and I realized how tight of a space I was in. "Claustraphobia!" I exclaimed. I curled into a ball, nausea still slowly consuming me.
All of a sudden, I heard a familiar voice: "Ribbon Red Firestorm!" The banging stopped after that and I heard a screech from outside the door.
"Aka!" I shouted, opening the closet. I leaned against the door, despite the nausea.
"Dai?" she asked. I heard her press against the door, so I unlocked it. She was in her Mew form, and held a familiar object. "Forget something?" She tossed my pendant to me and turned back to the enemy. It's eyes were now glowing red. "Well, what are you waiting for? Transform!"
"Oh, right." I hesitantly brought the charm to my lips. "Mew Mew Orange, metamorphosis!"
My Mew form was almost as beautiful as my human form! My blonde hair, which had been curled and flowing down my back, turned into a burnt orange bun, and my eyes changed from brown to a light orange. I grew black wings and a bird's tail, my birthmark lighting up as they appeared. My bright orange dress had straps and was lined at the top in a darker shade, and I gained short dark shoes with bright laces and bright fingerless gloves. The normal Mew detached sleeves, collar, and garter were all light orange lined with a burnt shade of the same color. "I look amazing!" I grinned, turning and looking at my outfit.
"Quit looking at yourself and pay attention to the enemy!" Mew Red glared, jumping and avoiding a purple strand of energy from the moth chimera. It had a dark glow around it, which I supposed was causing my nausea. I didn't feel it in my Mew form, though. The enemy looked at me and I jumped back, but didn't land.
"Aka!" I squealed, suspended in the air. She glanced at me.
"Yeah, you have wings, you can fly," she laughed, launching an attack at the moth. It dodged it. "A little help here?"
"Uh… Orange Fan?" I more asked than summoned. In my hands, an fan the colors of my dress appeared, folded up. At its axis was the Mew heart-and-burst. I unfolded it, and it grew enormously. In the center was my Mew mark. After taking hold of my "weapon", I attempted to control my flight, which was surprisingly easy. "How am I supposed to use this?"
"I don't know, you summoned it!" Mew Red shouted, then was knocked to the ground by the chimera's hideous legs. "But an attack about now would be nice!" The anima pinned her down, and I knew I had to do something.
With a wave of the fan, I called, "Ribbon Orange Twister!" The attack sent a glowing, orange, rotating column of wind at the moth. It flew off of Aka, who drew out her weapon.
"Mew Red, let's finish this together, nya~!"
I smiled. "Ribbon…" we shouted together.
"Red Firestorm!"
"Orange Twister!" The orbs from Aka's attack caught up in my twister, which hit the enemy. It screeched once more, then began to shrink. A moth and a floating orb left, the orb floating at random. "What's that?" I asked, pointing to the orb.
"Para para," Mew Red mumbled. I began to approach it, but she pulled me back. "Don't… If you don't have alien DNA, it can take over your body." Instead, she approached, gently setting it in her hand. It floated and lit up her face. I heard a shuffle behind me.
"Huh?" turning around, I saw the girls begin to wake up.
"Wh-who are you?"one asked. I looked at Mew Red. She was the leader, this was her job.
"I-I'm Mew Red, and this is Mew Orange," she spat out. One of the girl's eyes widened.
"You're that hero girl on the news the other day!"
"Yeah," I spoke. "She was."
"What happened?" another asked, rubbing her head.
"You were attacked by a chimera anima, a deformed animal that the aliens use to wreak havoc." Mew Red was handling this really well.
"So you guys are Mew Mews, right?"
"Er- yeah. We'd love to stay, but we have… to go," I told them. Mew Red looked at me, and I took her arm, flying out of the house as fast as I could.
"What was that?" she laughed as we de-transformed once we were far enough away. We were heading back to the café. "We have to go? That was the best you could come up with?"
"Sorry! I just wanted to get out of there," I nervously giggled. She rolled her eyes.
"Come on, let's tell your dad what happened."
"You were lucky… again," my father told us as we looked at the computer screen. Aka still held the para para in her hands. "I'm not sure why, but they're not releasing any powerful animas."
"Yeah, so what about the para para?" Aka asked impatiently. My father glared at her.
"Well, I used the design of your mother's robot, R2000, or Masha. I added a few things and updated its vocabulary to make R3000." He pulled out a little white ball with puffy mouse-like ears and a tail. He then pinched one of its ears, and two eyes appeared in the center. Wings fluttered open from the back, and it flew to meet our gaze.
"Hi! My name is R3000!" it chirped. "I detect a para para. Would you like me to dispose of it?" Aka nodded, and a mouth appeared. It ate the para para and glowed orange for a moment. "Collected!"
Aka grinned. "Waaaah~! You're so cute!" she squealed, giving it a hug. It was about six inches in diameter.
"It's yours. It can detect aliens, chimera animas, and Mew aqua. It can also swallow para para whenever it detects one."
"Aw, but R3000 is kind of a big name. How about… Hiroka?"
"I can respond to the name," it paused, "Hiroka, from now on, if you wish."
"Yeah, that's an adorable name!" Aka laughed.
"You're so like your mother," my father sighed. "Whenever you're in public, it can shrink down to the size of a cell phone charm. Just tell it to, and it should work," he explained.
"You're so cute! I'm gonna keep you at this size for now, kay?" Aka said.
"Ne, Aka-san, do you want to stay over at my house tonight?" I offered. She looked surprised.
"But what about that party?" she asked. I shook my head.
"As much as I'd love to go, I kind of just want to go to bed," I admitted. She giggled, then nodded. Maybe being a Mew Mew wasn't so bad, after all.
~Alien Extra~
"The second one calls herself Mew Orange, Deep Blue-sama."
"Really? They must be going by a pattern of colors, then. It's no surprise that the daughter of Mew Mint would join the team as well. I wouldn't be surprised if the next two were the children of Mew Pudding, either. Do you know any of their human names?"
"No, sir."
"Good. Let's keep it that way."
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