New Surroundings
When Mikazuki finally awoke she opened her eyes and looked around. She remembered she wasn't at home. She was laying on a sofa in a small living room of some sort. Someone covered her with a blanket.
"Great. You're awake."said a voice. She glanced in the direction of the voice and gasped. There standing before her was a giant white mouse. A metal mask covered half of his face. Mikazuki got up and backed up against the wall of the room. Hebi used to torment her by putting dead rats in her bed. She couldn't stand them and now grew frightened at seeing this mouse. Her eyes got even wider when two more mice walked into the room: A caramel-colored mouse with black-rimmed sunglasses and a tall grey mouse with a bionic arm of some kind. All three of them were dressed in biker clothes. Mikazuki couldn't believe this was happening. She did the only logical thing she could think of. "AAAAAAAAH!"she screamed.
"Whoa! Whoa! It's okay." The caramel-colored mouse said, trying to calm her down.
An auburn-haired woman soon entered the room and took her by the shoulders to sooth her. "It's okay, sweetie, they won't hurt you."
Mikazuki stopped screaming and looked at the woman who was very pretty like her mother.
"W-Where am I? Who are you?" She asked in Japanese.
"Guys, she's speaking Japanese." The woman told the three mice.
"You understand her?" The white mouse asked.
"I think so. I lived in Japan for a while before I opened the Last Chance garage. Let's see if I remember some of the Japanese I studied."
She then began to speak back to the child in fluent Japanese. The mice's mouths dropped open in surprise. "You're at the Last Chance. I'm Charley and these are my friends: The mouse with the glasses is Throttle, The white mouse is Vinnie, and the big guy that saved you before from getting hit by a car is Modo."
"Throttle...Vinnie...Modo?"The child faltered. The mice smiled warmly and nodded at hearing their names.
Mikazuki glanced back at Charley and spoke back in Japanese.
"What's she saying, Miss Charley?" Modo asked.
"She says her name is Mikazuki and she's from Japan."
"Is Japan a planet?" Vinnie asked.
"No, Japan on the other side of the world."
"'Wonder what's she doing here in Chicago?" Throttle wondered.
"You're a long way from home."Charley told her.
Mikazuki decided to keep quiet. She wasn't about to tell them she ran away.
She learned she couldn't trust anyone.
"I like the city. I heard Washington, D.C. is very nice." She smiled.
"This isn't Washington. You're in Chicago, Illinois."
Charley saw her face change. Mikazuki realized she had got on the wrong plane! That stupid ticketseller! If she hadn't chased her, she would've been to Washington and to her mom by now. "Now what do I do?"she said, outloud looking away.
"About what?"Charley asked, then looked at her closely, "Are you in some kind of trouble?" "Of course not." she lied, looking away.
"Well, thank you for helping me." she said, getting up then feeling weak sat back down.
"Is she alright?" Throttle asked.
"Mikazuki?" Charley questioned.
"I'm alright, Charley."she replied.
"When's the last time you ate something?"
"A while."
"Wait here. I'll bring it to you."
Mikazuki's stomach grumbled. She looked down.
"Well, I could do with a little something."
Mikazuki felt weak again.
"Sit back down. I'll bring it to you."
In a little while, Charley came out with a bowl of chicken soup and a ham sandwich. "Know any English?" Charley asked her while she ate.
"I used to speak English when I lived with my mom."She said, between bites of sandwich.
"Oh, does she live in Japan?"
"She used to but not now. She lives in the States. In Washington."she replied, then caught herself as she got up quickly, "I have to go."
"You're in no condition to go out there. You're still sick."
"I'm not sick! I'm-"Her knees began buckling as she was about to fall when Throttle caught her before she hit the floor.
"We can help you, Mikazuki, you have to let us."Charley said.
"H-How c-can I t-trust you or anyone?"
"You're going to have to. Please."
"Alright."
Throttle picked her up laid her on the couch while Modo covered her back with the blanket. "Get some rest, honey. We'll check up on you later." he smiled at the child. The mice and Charley then left the room. Mikazuki wanted to trust them but she had been hurt too many times by other people. She knew her mom would never hurt her. She would love her no matter what. Once she felt better, she was going to find her mom. She felt her eyes closing as she drifted off to sleep.