A/N: I strongly suggest you go my main page and find the link to download the song. It'll all make a lot more sense if you do that and listen to it before you read. Trust me. You'll be surprised.
"Miyako, why do you have spy cameras set up around Mimi's house? How did you get them there? Do you even have them in the . . ." Daisuke asked curiously as he looked at her computer screen. Miyako slapped an annoyed hand over his mouth while trying to hide her embaressment.
"I'd rather not say." She sniffed as she continued to activate her spy cameras and search around for Mimi. "Ah hah" She exclaimed as she found her target.
"Hey, you do have them in the . . ." Daisuke began.
"Hush! I'm concentrating" Miyako slapped her hand over his mouth once more.
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Movement came from within the walk-in closet of the extremely pink room. There were a few crashes, curses, and miscellaneus painful noises coming from within, which left the others quite confused. What in the world was she doing in there? And then they knew.
A hand slowly reached out to flick the light off in her room and from somewhere came the black light. The room was suddenly transformed from pretty pink . . . to some eerie mimicry of all that was Mimi Tachikawa. The closet door slid open even more to reveal a sight that caused their jaws to drop.
Out stepped whom they thought was Mimi . . . but let's just explain why they were so amazed. Upon her feet were simple little black dress shoes, and under them were rumpled white knee socks. Not so odd. Adorning her waist was an extremely short black and white plaid mini skirt. Also not so odd.
Her top was a black tank, tied up at the bottom to reveal the majority of her belly. Mimi in black? Around her neck was a very large spiked dog collar, her wrists were decorated by similar leather studded bracelets, around her waist was a large, loose dangling belt adorned in studs and chains. What the . . .! This was NOT Mimi Tachikawa.
Her light brown hair bobbed in the pig tails she had them in, tied with black feather looking things. Slowly she stepped towards her vanity and posed in front of the large mirror. Primping her hair, she turned to check out her backside, and smiled in approval. She supposed her friend was right. She did look cute in this.
The smile turned evil as she looked at the cd her friend had lent her. She had told her that this version was far better than the original; that if she refused to stop listening to that horrendus pop crap she should at least listen to the twisted version. Popping open the top of her stereo, she placed the cd in and shut the lid. And then pushed play.
Oh baby, baby Her arms wrapped around her shoulders as she swayed back and forth in front of the mirror, her eyes closed tightly . . .
Oh baby, baby Her head started to swing, going opposite of the direction of her body. Long brown strands were sent flying around her face, but she didn't seem to care . . .
Oh baby, baby
Her hands trailed from her shoulders to wrap around her waist, fingers toying with the chains before one hand reached for her pink brush sitting on the vanity.
How was I supposed to know
As the electric guitar kicked in, the hand holding the brush flung up to her mouth as she lip synced (screamed) the lyrics. Her hips swayed violently as her other hand clenched into a tight fist and was brought up next to her mouth . . .
That something wasn't right here
Her upper body moved up and down with some light head banging action. Stomping her left foot she continued on . . .
Oh baby, baby
Mimi's back became rigid as she threw her head back and her other hand snapped down. Her right hand continued to hold the brush near her mouth . . .
I shouldn't have let you go
Her head returned to staring straight ahead as she glared evily at her reflection in the mirror. The expression excited her; she'd never seen this side of herself!
And now you're out of sight, yeah
She flung her head down and then did a huge jump to land on her frilly pink canopied bed, warped by the black light. Her feet spread apart for balance and she pulled her free hand towards her chest and clenched it once more . . .
Show me how want it to be
Beginning the head bang once more as she scream synced the lyrics into her brush, her hair started flying messily out of place. But Mimi didn't care right now, she was really getting into it . . .
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because My loneliness is killing me and I
Once agin her eyes snapped open and she did a jump spin off her bed and landed in a crouch. Slowly she rose to a full standing position as she looked over her shoulder at herself in the mirror . . .
Without moving her head she spun around to face forward and dipped to the ground once more . . .
I must confess I still believe
Arching her back she straightened her legs out, then snapped her upper body forward so that her nose was nearly touching her knees.
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Her hands reached up as if to pull out her hair, her head shaking back and forth while she was doing it.
Give me a sign
Looking back up she nearly fell into the vanity, and her fingers clenched roughly onto the softened edge, her eyes staring almost softly into her reflection . . .
Hit me baby one more time
Her face screwed into another angry expression as she pushed herself away from the vanity and began head banging as violent as ever.
Oh baby, baby the reason I breathe is you
Mimi threw the brush to the side and sent it crashing into her French porcelin doll. She didn't care . . .
Boy you got me blinded
She spun around and sent a kick at her bedpost, ignoring the sudden pain in her foot . . .
Oh pretty baby there's nothing that I wouldn't do
With a vengence she lifted the innocent looking teddy bear off her bed and threw it as hard as she could at the door . . .
It's not the way I planned it
Spinning around once more she clenched her hands into fists at her sides, her shoulders thrown back and her feet braced as if to charge . . .
Show me how you want it to be
And then she did just that. With a primal scream only heard (before now) by the extinct saber tooth, the young girl charged at her vanity and ripped the mirror down, sending it crashing to the faux fur carpet into hundreds of tiny pieces . . .
Tell me baby 'cause I need to know now, oh because My loneliness is killing me and I
Mercilessly she tore out the drawers and flung her clothes around the room. Panties lay flung over her lampost, a pink fuzzy sweater hung over a blade of her ceiling fan, and her favorite pink skirt landed underneath her bed . . .
She tore the delicate pink bed sheet from her bed and ripped it down the middle, throwing the pieces to wherever they would land . . .
I must confess I still believe
The pretty pillows made of pure Asian silk were yanked off her bed and her teeth tore into them. They were ripped to shreds as the goose feathers were sent drifting through the air . . .
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
She then eyed the pop star posters she kept upon her wall and growled menacingly. Leaping at the first one she dug her nails in as far as she could reach and shredded one, then another . . . none would escape . . .
Give me a sign
Once more she leapt upon her bed and reached for the frilly, lacey pink canopy. Once her fingers got a hold of it, it didn't stand a chance . . .
Hit me baby one more time
Whipping around, she glared at the spot where her vanity mirror had once been . . .
Oh baby, baby
Delicatly she stepped off of her bed and walked slowly towards the center of her destroyed room . . .
Oh baby, baby An evil smile crossed her face once more . . .
Oh baby, baby how was I supposed to know
Her head drooped to her chest and her arms wrapped around her shoulders . . .
Oh pretty baby, I shouldn't have let you go
Slowly her head rose, her eyes half lidded as she stared at nothing . . .
I must confess, that my loneliness is killing me now
She dropped to her knees amongst the broken glass and torn bed sheets as her arms clung tighter to her body . . .
Don't you know I still believe
Her hands reached down then and found the discarded Britney Spears cd . . . the original . . .
That you will be here
Mimi's fingers closed tightly around the delicate case and she glared at the blonde teeny bop slut upon the cover . . .
And give me a sign
Evily she eyed the door, what a nice, hard target . . . and she threw the cd as hard as she can, enjoying the loud snapping noises she heard as it busted and fell to the floor . . .
Hit me baby one more time!
"Mimi dear? Are you okay in here? I heard some noises and . . . Mimi! What happened" Her mother screamed.
As her chest heaved up and down the girl slowly looked up at her mother and smiled her sweetest smile.
"I broke a nail."
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"Wow." For once Daisuke was speechless.
Iori blinked, then looked back and forth between Miyako and Daisuke . . . and was strangely disturbed. Miyako had this dreamy, hungry look on her face as she stared at the scene before them. Quickly Iori turned off the computer screen and dragged her away.
"Come on, we've got a lot of work left to do if we are to catch them all." He mumbled. Reluctantly Daisuke followed . . . Miyako was still too dazed to complain too much.
"Now that was sexy . . ." She mumbled dreamily.
A/N: Wow, that was interesting. I thought I'd have to listen to Britney Spears whining through her song and having to burn my ears afterward . . . but can you believe I found a punk/rock version of it? Wow. I don't even know who sings it, but it's actually kinda cool. I must admit, though I didn't really intend it, Mimi came off as very sexy to me . . . I don't know if I can still be straight after this! lol, j/k . . . or not . . . tehe. Ahh, so much fun it shouldn't be legal . . . next on the list? Izzy. He's gonna be a bit too fun too. Tehe. I'm a Kook.