1 week later
She sat up in the bed tiredly, rubbing her wary optics with sweaty palms.
She hadn't gone anywhere since the police had last came to her house. They broke into her room (which explains why her door was hanging on one hinge) and questioned her. At first, she thought the aliens had planned this, targeting her indirectly through her parents. But as she continued to think, after the battle with the dream chimera, she figured they were still resting and taking care of Kisshu.
A pang of guilt stabbed through her heart, remembering the pained expression on his visage.
Once she had given believable answers to the police force, they had left once again to tend to the crime scene.
A few days after that encounter, they came back to her once again, saying it was a robbery, and their parents just happened to be in their way, and blew off the case.
Almost automatically they said "We will find this man."
She wanted to believe them. Oh, so bad. But there was a feeling she couldn't shake off. She knew it wasn't a robbery, her senses were telling them not to believe such a lie like that.
She had been depressed ever since.
The phone downstairs started to ring and Masha flew up to her and started flying over her crown. "Unknown Aliens! Unknown Aliens!" he repeated loudly, making sure she was awake. She wondered, if something were to happen, would the Blue Knight come to save her once again?
"I was born to protect you." her conscious whispered softly.
As she slid off the bed, Ichigo grudgingly picked up the phone. Ryou nearly blasted her sensitive ear off.
"ICHIGO, IT'S AN ALIEN ATTACK! GET YOUR ASS UP FROM WHEREVER YOU ARE AND COME TO TOKYO CITY HOSPITAL!"
The phone cut abruptly off and her depression slowly morphed into anger.
She had to protect her family. She had to!
"MEW MEW STRAWBERRY, METAMORPHOSIS!" she yelled loudly, her optics turning a brighter shade of pink. Her body turning naked in order for clothes to materialize on her bright, plump skin. A loud 'popping' of her tail coming from her lower back, and her human ears morph into soft, velvety cat ears that sat upon her now bright pink hair. Fangs appeared from within her mouth and she did her classic pose and motto.
"FOR THE FUTURE OF THE EARTH, WE ARE OF SERVICE TO YOU, ~Nya!"
Her eyes took in the scene before her, her friends fighting off a gigantic green mucus.
"UGH, THIS IS SO DISGUSTING!" Mint yelled, scrunching her face as she slowly wiped the green liquid off her blue hued dress.
"BIG SISTER ICHIGO IS HERE! NA NO DA!" Pudding yelled out, sending a Pudding Ring while she was at it. But the Chimera's body regenerated the lost area and it laughed, sending out specks of mucus everywhere.
"Where are the aliens?" Ichigo asked Lettuce, as she jumped into action, sending a Strawberry Check near the 'brain' of the chimera.
"I don't know! We haven't seen them since the chimera attacked!" she yelled over the loud noises of screams and screeching cars.
Suddenly, strong arms enveloped her small body and brought her up bridal style. She felt the weightlessness of space for a moment before gravity started crashing down, making her very nauseous.
A cold, sharp object was suddenly on her throat, and she stopped breathing automatically.
Her heart was beating fast, as sweat started to bead down her face.
"Do you see how easily I can kill you, princess?" a raspy, deep voice asked, pressing the object closer to her skin.
"I can easily kill your parents to. See?" he said, grasping her throat lightly and dragging Ichigo over to her sleeping parents. Now identifying the object as a knife, he slowly pressed it towards her father's throat. Ichigo let out a strangled gasp and waited until the knife was safely out of harms way before she sank her fangs into his pale skin.
He let out a groan and smacked her fragile temple with the butt of the knife.
She blacked out.
He flew quickly through the skies, not caring who saw, or what was happening.
What the hell was a chimera doing attacking the city? Pai and Tart were still in the other dimension, and he had just been sitting in his room, reflecting on what had happened weeks prior..
So what the hell was going on?
The chimera was mean, green, and just plain ugly.
He saw the Mew Mews fighting off the chimera with all of their powers, but he didn't see any flash of pink. His golden optics searched the area until his enhanced auds caught the sound of a loud groan, followed by the sound of a body hitting the floor.
He immediately teleported inside the hospital, not sparing a glance at those huddled on the floor, crying outrageously.
There were many screams, but he tried to zone his ears on the sound of his kitty cat. Getting frustrated by each minute going by, he ran upstairs, slamming each door of the hospital, nearly scaring an old man to death; literally.
Finally slamming into the last door, he saw a hooded figure walk towards people who looked like Ichigo, and raise the knife over the man's head before Ichigo let out a loud moan and kicked the figure's legs, making him fall and hit the cold ground.
He quickly figured out what was going on, and tried to land a punch onto the figure's body.
The figure blocked his attack with skill, and grabbed his arm before he could recoil.
"Kisshu...first top in his training, related to Pai and Taruto...parents are deceased and soon...his whole race will also." the voice was deep, so Kish automatically guessed it was a male. The way he talked made the situation seem ironic , and a slow smirk came across his face. "Let's see...I smell with my little nose...an affair with..."
He stopped talking, and his grip on Kisshu's arm loosened greatly. Kish quickly landed a punch into his stomach and ran to Ichigo, who was looking over her father's injuries.
"Who the hell are you?" he asked, grabbing Ichigo's arm and pulling her into an embrace, despite her constant struggles to get back to her parents.
The figure wiped blood his nose, and smeared it onto the cloak, his face still hidden behind the darkness of the black cloak.
"That isn't the question at hand. The question is what the hell are you doing with my mate?" he asked with a primal growl. Kisshu could feel the hard glares from his cloak burning into his skin. Kisshu just gave a wolf glare and his fangs were starting to peek out his lips.
"What the hell do you mean mate?"
Ichigo was beyond confused.
Of course she had faked being knocked out in order to get the male back. It made her angry just thinking that he could 'easily kill her'.
It really pissed her off.
As Kisshu grabbed her, they started talking in a weird language that she didn't understand. She got tiny bits and pieces like 'What' and 'hand' but that's it. 'This must be an alien language...which means...'
As she put two, and two together, she looked at the cloaked figure who, with each word, starting look more familiar each time he yelled a snide remark back at Kish.
"ICHIGO! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Mint yelled loudly, her sensitive ears barely catching the shout.
She gave a hard shove at Kisshu, who, in surprise, let her go.
But, in her state, she just pushed herself into the cloaked male's hands.
'Ahhhhhhh sh-'
I AM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SOOOOOO SORRY THAT I HAVEN'T BEEN UPDATING! I SWEAR IT WASN'T ON PURPOSE! IWAS TAKING FINALS, FINISHING PROJECTS, DEALING WITH TEACHERS WHO THINK THEY KNOW IT ALL, ETC. SCHOOL IS OVER, AND I HAVE MORE TIME ON THE COMPUTER! I AM SORRY ABOUT YOU DON'T BELONG IN A FRUIT'S BASKET, BUT I'M PUTTING IT ON HIATUS SO I CAN AT LEAST UPLOAD ONE MORE CHAPTER TO SOME OF MY STORIES.
ALSO, TO THE MOTHER F****** WHO SAID "OMG, YOUR WORSE MISTAKE WAS MAKING TO MANY STORIES AT THE SAME TIME! NOW LOOK YOU IDIOT, YOU CAN'T UPDATE THEM ALL!"
WELL, KISS MY ASS YOU ASSHOLE, BECAUSE WHAT IF ONE DAY, I JUST FELT LIKE DOING FRUITS BASKET, AND THERE WAS NONE?! YEAH, I WOULD BE BORED, BEING BORED MEANS I DON'T HAVE ENERGY. NO ENERGY MEANS NO TYPEY FOR CHAPPIE. NO CHAPTERS, NO UPDATE. NOW STFU BEFORE I DON'T UPDATE AT ALL, YA SON OF A FEMALE DOG!
*breaths*
Alrighty. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I wil try to update my other stories! Thank you so much for sticking with me all the way and critizing my work. It helps a lot and I have always wanted to become a writer when I grew up. Once again, thank you so so so so so so so so so so so-
Best Friend: As she has a stroke on her 'sorry' I'll just finish this up for her.
Chow!
~Strawberry ish out!