I Found A Friend: Chapter 3 – Cyniclonia
"Welcome," Pai greeted everyone, in his monotonous voice. Ichigo stepped onto the landing pad, then stopped.
"Is it just me, or do I feel lighter?" she said.
"Since Earth is more polluted than our planet, this atmosphere is not as dense," Pai responded. "Also, Earth has higher gravity than our planet."
Ichigo blinked. "Oh."
"Follow us… me," Pai instructed. The girls turned to follow him leaving Pudding to strangle the life out of Taruto. They walked down a flight of stairs, then into a large hallway. Ichigo stepped up to Pai.
"Um… Where's Kisshu?" she asked in almost a whisper.
"He is in his office, taking care of work," Pai replied coolly.
"Work?" Ichigo was perplexed.
"Yes. He is the head of military business on this side of Cyniclonia," Pai said, like it was obvious. Ichigo froze. She had to process this information properly. Taruto had finally escaped from Pudding and was now floating away as fast as he could, when he almost bumped into Ichigo.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked her, looking back to see if Pudding was still chasing him.
"N-Nothing," Ichigo stuttered, and resumed following Pai. Taruto turned back to see Ichigo was about a metre away. He would not stay in one place as long as Pudding was after him, and so he ran after the group.
Pai brought everyone to a smaller hall, which branched off the main hall they were walking through. There were doors lining the walls.
"These," Pai started,"will be your dorms for your stay here." He assigned everyone to a room then said,
"A few maids will come to escort you to the dining hall later this evening." And with that he left. The girls went to check out their rooms, and a while later, their luggage was brought down from the ship.
Later that evening, as was told, a few maids escorted the Mews to the dining hall. There was a table reserved and waiting for them. As they entered, they got some surprised and excited looks from the dining Cyniclons. Suddenly, everyone's attention was drawn to a small stage with a podium on it. There, stood Kisshu, with a cheeky smile adorning his face and a small stack of parchments in his hands.
"You all know that we have been trying to defeat the troublemaking rebels, and you know that our defense system is weak right now. So, in order to assist us, I have invited the Earthly saviours of our planet…" he paused for a dramatic effect,
"Tokyo Mew Mew!"
Cheers went up at each table in the dining hall. As this happened, the best food was being served to them right then and there. It smelled delectable, and looked equally as great. Kisshu let the crowd simmer a bit before he continued. He took up one of the parchments and read it over silently, then spoke:
"I have more good news. As you all know, you have been waiting for the results of those who qualify for the S-rank hand-to-hand combat examination. There are ten of you who qualify for this exam…" he paused to read out the ten names. As he did so, small cheers went up at certain tables.
"The exam takes places tomorrow, at ten hours, in the arena. That is all," he said before looking longingly at the mews table: specifically Ichigo. When Kisshu got off the podium, there was a lot of excited chatter in the dining hall from the Cyniclons. Occasionally, some Cyniclons- mostly girls- would ask the mews questions and bug them. As soon as they were gone, all the mews turned their attention to Taruto, who decided to sit with them. He now regretted it.
"S-rank exam?" Ichigo tilted her head.
"Ten hours, na no da?" Pudding asked, not yet knowing about 24-hour time.
"And what was Kisshu doing up there?" Mint demanded.
Taruto slowly leaned back, feeling pressed, and looked at everyone who had asked him a question.
"Okay, okay!"
He finally said, motioning for everyone to calm down. He took a breath.
"The S-rank exam is where our military superior," he looked at Mint," ranks our highest and best class soldiers after him, and," he reluctantly turned to Pudding, "ten hours is a time frame." He sighed having answered everyone's question. Everybody relaxed, then, save Ichigo, they had a surprised look on their face. In unison- save Ichigo and Zakuro- they shouted,
"Kisshu is the military superior(, na no da)?!"
Taruto shushed them.
"Start talking!" Mint pressed.
"Geez," Taruto muttered, then sighed. "Kisshu has out-ranked all of the official best warriors on our planet, and because of that, he is in charge of the western military."
Everyone paused. Then- save Zakuro- they shouted, "He's in charge of the military(, na no da)?!"
Taruto face-palmed.
Official best, huh? Ichigo thought.
A/N: Okay, I think I'm progressing well. I mean, this is my first fanfiction. Please don't flame! T~T… Later!
