"Hey, Kisshu! Wake up, you're gonna be late."
Kisshu's gold eyes flew open and he sat up quickly, cracking his forehead against that of a thirteen year old, brown haired alien who was hovering above him, face only inches away.
"Owwwww…" moaned Kisshu, rubbing his forehead. "Quit doing that Taruto, it's getting really annoying! Uh, what am I going to be late for anyways?"
Taruto smirked. He had been perfecting it for the next time he saw Pudding and had finally managed to get it right, but it had begun to annoy Kisshu.
"Pai and I have gotten something really special for you behind the house. Can you seriously have forgotten today is your birthday?
"Barely. It's…" He squinted at the clock through sleep-smeared eyes, "4:37 in the morning. Couldn't it have waited till a decent hour?"
"Nope, hurry up!"
Sighing, Kisshu got up and changed into the brown and black shirt that ended just below his ribcage, his black, knee-length shorts, and brown boots. Then he followed Taruto on foot as the younger Cyniclon flew down the stairs, out the door, and around the house to the back.
Pai was standing alongside a small, sleek spaceship, big enough to hold three people.
"What's all this about?" Asked a mystified Kisshu. Pai actually grinned as he replied,
"This is Taruto's and my gift to you. You want to see Ichigo again? Well we are all going to Earth today so you can."
Kisshu looked surprised, but then his face fell and he sighed. "Even if we do go to Earth Ichigo will be too besotted with Aoyama," he spat the name like it was poison, "to pay any attention to me at all. She won't give me the time of day!"
Taruto bounced on the balls of his feet with barely suppressed excitement and begged, "Tell him Pai! I can't wait to see his reaction!"
Reaching inside a sterilized white bag, Pai extended a closed fist to Kisshu and then opened it, revealing two small pills, one white the other black.
"These pills are very unique, as they are the only ones in existence. The white one will turn the consumer permanently into a Cyniclon. The black one turns whoever eats it into a human." Pai paused for a moment before adding, "No matter what they look like. This is how you will get Ichigo to pay attention to you."
Kisshu's eyes widened with shock at the implication. His mouth opened and closed several times, but no words came. He looked from his younger foster brother and then to his older one; then lunged forward, wrapping them in a hug as he cried,
"I can't believe it. Taruto, Pai, thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Pai chuckled, "You're welcome Kisshu."
"Yeah," Taruto agreed as he disentangled himself from the sixteen-year-old's hug looking a bit freaked out. "Let's go! Kisshu can take that pill when we get to Earth."
Three hours later, the Cyniclons stood on the top of Tokyo Tower, looking out over the flourishing city that they had been trying to capture three years before. Pai turned to face Kisshu and held out the two pills while warning him,
"Be very careful not to lose the white pill. It will counteract the black one and return you to normal. Lose it and you could be stuck as a human for good. When you are prepared to come home, just call me on this phone," Pai tossed an iPhone 4s to Kisshu along with a pair of keys. "The keys are to an apartment I bought a while back in case of an emergency. You will be attending Ichigo's school as an exchange student from Kyushu, the southwestern most of Japan's main islands. Now take this pill, and good luck."
With a sharp nod, Kisshu swallowed the ebony capsule and teleported to his new apartment. Moments later he had collapsed to the ground and was holding his stomach his breath coming in short gasps and face contorted in pain. Bright green light surrounded Kisshu's body and then faded away. The now unrecognizable Cyniclon slumped to the floor, unconscious. The transformation had taken most of Kisshu's energy, but it had worked. Not even Pai and Taruto would have recognized the human lying on the floor to be Ikisatashi Kisshu.
