MEW MEW METAMORPHOSIS
Chapter Ten: Sleepover-Love's Troubles Author's Note: (I don't make any claim of owning Tokyo Mew Mew, just to let you know) This chapter has only two purposes:
1) Illustrate Kami's very much less serious side
2) Practice writing fluffy romance scenes (you'll see what I mean)
Because this Chapter had two completely different emotional settings, I wasn't sure which title to pick...so...I used both, that's why it doesn't make any sense.
Alas, I hope you guys don't mind terribly, but I think I just might take a 2 day or so Tokyo Mew Mew break. I wrote three chapters in a day, one of them being real fluffy and all, so my mind must rest. (Actually I'll be catching up on Fushigi Yuugi and Fruits Basket)
"What's wrong with Ichigo onee-san?" Pudding peered over Lettuce's shoulder and stared at the pink-haired girl a few yards away.
"I...I don't know. She's acting..."
"Lettuce! Pudding! Let's dance! La la la la la la! Weeeee!" Ichigo twirled around the Café floor, a huge smile plastered on her face.
"She's acting..." Lettuce tried to find the right words.
"Why is Ichigo acting like she just drank a bucket of sake?" Kami cam behind the two girls with a broom in one hand.
"That's it!" Lettuce put her finger up in discovery, "she's acting like a drunk!"
"I'll say." Kami placed the broom over her two shoulders, her wrists and hands draping over the outer edges. "I'm going out, I'll be back soon."
"Where are you taking the broom, na no da?"
"Out." Kami didn't wait for a response to her answer before walking out the door.
"Lettuce!" Ichigo grabbed Lettuce's hands in her own and began to drag her along in slow, sloppy dance patterns. "Dance! Dance!"
"Ich...Ichigo? Are you alright?"
"Of course!" the girl's voice was high-pitched and exaggerated.
"I have to go..." Lettuce pulled herself away from Ichigo and ran into kitchen where Pudding, Ryou, Zakuro, and Akasaka were sitting quietly.
"I think she's sick." Lettuce sat down and sigh with worry, "I've never seen her like this. It's scary!" the green-haired girl's eyes watered and she slumped down in her chair as if trying to hide from Ichigo.
"What's she doing this time?" Shirogane was wearing his green and white shirt with purple pants. He folded his arms, "crying again?"
"I wish she was crying, na no da!" Pudding shook in her seat, frightened.
"There you are! Found you Leeeeettuuuuuuuuuce!" Ichigo jumped on top the table in a cat like fashion and lay on her back. She looked up, staring into Ryou's face.
"Hi!" she waved to the boy and rolled of the side of the table, landing on her feet. "Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!" she poked her head up over the rim of the table and smiled, "how are you doing, nyan!"
A broom handle came down, forcing itself into Ichigo's ribs. The girl fell down, her breath knocked out, though a dopey grin still remained on her face.
"Shut up!" Kami threw the broom down on top of Ichigo and glared at her, "your voice is hurting my ears!" Kaminari Mitsuki had something else slung over her shoulder.
"What, may I ask, is Mint doing on your shoulder?" Zakuro implied, breaking the tensioned silence.
"She's as odd-acting as Ichigo." Kami threw the blue-haired girl down on the floor next to her comrade, "I'm quietly trying to study outside and she comes and hugs me. It's a reflex, so I kicked her in the stomach. I didn't really mean to."
"Sure you didn't." Ryou looked up at her from the corner of his eye without actually moving his face.
"What's that supposed to mean? You trying to pick a fight?!" Kami raised her fist up to his face.
"I wonder why Ichigo and Mint are acting so strangely." Akasaka changed the subject abruptly, smiling to himself.
"Lovesick." Kami replied simply, turning to leave again, "both of them, Ichigo was probably asked somewhere important with Masaya, Aoyama. Mint, well, she probably is just a little infatuated by some guy's pretty face, it'll probably wear off in a day or two."
"A little...?" Lettuce repeated with some doubt.
Kami nodded and began to walk up the staircase. "Eh, Ryou-kun?" she spoke, somewhat impolitely, "I'll be out of your hair and back at my on- campus apartment in a week. Just bare a little longer." She winked at him and ran to her temporary room. -----------------------
Kami stared up in bed, the moon and trees lay crooked shadows on her wall from the window. It was hard to sleep through it, even for a teenager.
"Ryou-kun?" Kami's voice reached the boy sleeping a few doors down.
"Nani? (what)" he called sharply back to her in irritation.
"I heard a strage noise! There are monsters in my room!"
"Go to sleep!"
"Ryooooooou! You gave me a monster-cursed room on purpose! What is there are a whole gaggle of monsters in here!"
"That's impossible, only geese come in gaggles."
"Then I bet there's a whole pride!"
"That's only used in terms of lions." Ryou tried to tune her voice out, but it was no use.
"Then a flock or a herd or a stampede or a bunch or a really large group of monsters are in my room! What am I supposed to do!?"
Shirogane rolled his eyes, "sleep."
Kami scowled in the darkness at the blunt reply. She had been enjoying herself, why was he ruining her fun? "I hate monsters but I hate jerks like you even more!"
Ryou sat up in bed in surprise. Kami's voice had gotten much closer. Looking around he saw her kneeling at the side of his bed, her eyebrows knitted together in a fury.
"What are you doing in my room? Out! Idiot!" Ryou pointed a finger to the open door.
"Moron!"
"Dork!"
"Jerk!"
"Fool!"
"Snob!"
"Arrogant!"
"Rude!"
"Ugly!"
"Hey! I'm not ugly, Ryou-kun!"
"Yes you are." Ryou met her glare with his own.
"Don't call me ugly!"
"Then stop looking ugly, Ugly!"
"Ryou-kun, you're so mean, stupid!"
"By the dictionary definition of stupid, you know I'm not stupid."
Kami's eyes glinted a faint red. She shook her fist in half-defeat, "what do you want me to call you!? I don't think they've invented words that describe you!"
"What about intellectual, wealthy, handsome, genius?" Ryou smiled and lay back down in bed.
"You wish! Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Hey! Get out of my bed, Kami! I already leant you your own, go use it!"
"Not until you apologize!" Kami stood up and began to jump up and down on the sheets. "Besides, what about the monsters? I can't sleep in there alone!"
"Fine! Sleep on the floor but for crying out loud, get out of my bed and GO TO SLEEP!"
"Yay! Sleepover, sleepover!" Kami rolled onto the floor.
A look of anger flashed across Shirogane's face, "please say you didn't say what I think you just said."
"Sleepover? Is that to girly of a word for you?"
"That's not it!"
"You can wear purple pants and paint your Café pink and you invent a pink fluff alien to capture little jellyfish, but sleepover is too girly of a word?" Kami flopped onto her side and quieted her voice a little bit, "Ryou-kun, if you didn't have all the girls hear where such short skirts and didn't have such a pretty face, I would think your...emotional interests...would be somewhat...different."
"What do you mean by that?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!" Ryou's breathing had become long and loud. It was obvious he was offended and angry.
"Why do you work with Akasaka, you two seem pretty close." Kami teased in the darkness of the room.
"What the h woman!? Go to bed already!"
"Okay, Ryou-kun. If you insist I'll go to bed"
"What are you doing?! Not my bed!!! The floor!"
"But you said bed, very clearly."
"JUST GO TO SLEEP, AHO! (Very insultish Japanese word)"
"Ryou-kun?"
"WHAT?"
"I'm thirsty."
"You're doing that on purpose, aren't you!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Yup!"
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"Momomiya-san?" Aoyama walked with the girl down the moonlit pathway.
"Eh!? Isn't it pretty, Aoyama-kun?" Ichigo smiled at him, she was holding Aoyama-kun's hand! This was the best day and date of her life!
"Momomiya-san, I don't know how to say this..."
"Eh! Look how pretty it is! I didn't know fireflies came out this time of year!" Ichigo ran over to a fence and leaned on its side, reaching to touch one of the glittering bugs.
"Ichigo!" Aoyama grabbed the girl's upper arms and turned her around to face him. "Ichigo."
Ichigo's stared at him, speechless. He had never called her that before. He was serious.
"Aoyama-kun?" she blinked unsurely, she made no apparent attempt to get away from his strong grasp.
"I wanted to tell you first, Ichigo." He continued to stare at her with intense brown eyes. "I should've told you earlier, but you always seem so busy, Ichigo. You never have time anymore."
Ichigo's mouth opened as if she was about to say something, but she didn't. She wished she could tell him about the Mew Mews, she wished so badly.
"Ichigo..." Aoyama pressed his thumb against her mouth so she wouldn't interrupt him, "I'm going. I'm going to study abroad in America for a year or two. The kendo club is funding it, and it will be a big help in getting into a college when I return. I was going to have your friend tell you, but...I decided I should tell you directly."
Ichigo turned her face away and stared at the nearby fireflies. She could feel Aoyama's kind eyes looking at her, waiting for a response. What was she supposed to say? She bit her lip to keep from crying.
"Ichigo." Aoyama put his arm around her waist and brought her closer to him.
Ichigo didn't do anything. She was completely lost for words in the moment. Aoyama, please don't look at me with those eyes, Aoyama-kun
Aoyama placed his free hand upon her face and turned her head to face his own.
"Aoyama-ku..."
A small bunch of fireflies flew around Ichigo's head and glowered around the two. "Sayonara, Ichigo. Wait for me."
Ichigo stood there and stared after him for a while. When he was out of sight she felt her legs collapse. She covered her mouth with her hands.
"Aoyama-kun." She whispered aloud to no one, "he just...he just..." a tear rolled down Ichigo's face, "he just kissed me."
"Aoyama-kun!" she screamed into the night air, knowing he was too far away to here her, "Aoyama-kun!"
Chapter Ten: Sleepover-Love's Troubles Author's Note: (I don't make any claim of owning Tokyo Mew Mew, just to let you know) This chapter has only two purposes:
1) Illustrate Kami's very much less serious side
2) Practice writing fluffy romance scenes (you'll see what I mean)
Because this Chapter had two completely different emotional settings, I wasn't sure which title to pick...so...I used both, that's why it doesn't make any sense.
Alas, I hope you guys don't mind terribly, but I think I just might take a 2 day or so Tokyo Mew Mew break. I wrote three chapters in a day, one of them being real fluffy and all, so my mind must rest. (Actually I'll be catching up on Fushigi Yuugi and Fruits Basket)
"What's wrong with Ichigo onee-san?" Pudding peered over Lettuce's shoulder and stared at the pink-haired girl a few yards away.
"I...I don't know. She's acting..."
"Lettuce! Pudding! Let's dance! La la la la la la! Weeeee!" Ichigo twirled around the Café floor, a huge smile plastered on her face.
"She's acting..." Lettuce tried to find the right words.
"Why is Ichigo acting like she just drank a bucket of sake?" Kami cam behind the two girls with a broom in one hand.
"That's it!" Lettuce put her finger up in discovery, "she's acting like a drunk!"
"I'll say." Kami placed the broom over her two shoulders, her wrists and hands draping over the outer edges. "I'm going out, I'll be back soon."
"Where are you taking the broom, na no da?"
"Out." Kami didn't wait for a response to her answer before walking out the door.
"Lettuce!" Ichigo grabbed Lettuce's hands in her own and began to drag her along in slow, sloppy dance patterns. "Dance! Dance!"
"Ich...Ichigo? Are you alright?"
"Of course!" the girl's voice was high-pitched and exaggerated.
"I have to go..." Lettuce pulled herself away from Ichigo and ran into kitchen where Pudding, Ryou, Zakuro, and Akasaka were sitting quietly.
"I think she's sick." Lettuce sat down and sigh with worry, "I've never seen her like this. It's scary!" the green-haired girl's eyes watered and she slumped down in her chair as if trying to hide from Ichigo.
"What's she doing this time?" Shirogane was wearing his green and white shirt with purple pants. He folded his arms, "crying again?"
"I wish she was crying, na no da!" Pudding shook in her seat, frightened.
"There you are! Found you Leeeeettuuuuuuuuuce!" Ichigo jumped on top the table in a cat like fashion and lay on her back. She looked up, staring into Ryou's face.
"Hi!" she waved to the boy and rolled of the side of the table, landing on her feet. "Nyan! Nyan! Nyan!" she poked her head up over the rim of the table and smiled, "how are you doing, nyan!"
A broom handle came down, forcing itself into Ichigo's ribs. The girl fell down, her breath knocked out, though a dopey grin still remained on her face.
"Shut up!" Kami threw the broom down on top of Ichigo and glared at her, "your voice is hurting my ears!" Kaminari Mitsuki had something else slung over her shoulder.
"What, may I ask, is Mint doing on your shoulder?" Zakuro implied, breaking the tensioned silence.
"She's as odd-acting as Ichigo." Kami threw the blue-haired girl down on the floor next to her comrade, "I'm quietly trying to study outside and she comes and hugs me. It's a reflex, so I kicked her in the stomach. I didn't really mean to."
"Sure you didn't." Ryou looked up at her from the corner of his eye without actually moving his face.
"What's that supposed to mean? You trying to pick a fight?!" Kami raised her fist up to his face.
"I wonder why Ichigo and Mint are acting so strangely." Akasaka changed the subject abruptly, smiling to himself.
"Lovesick." Kami replied simply, turning to leave again, "both of them, Ichigo was probably asked somewhere important with Masaya, Aoyama. Mint, well, she probably is just a little infatuated by some guy's pretty face, it'll probably wear off in a day or two."
"A little...?" Lettuce repeated with some doubt.
Kami nodded and began to walk up the staircase. "Eh, Ryou-kun?" she spoke, somewhat impolitely, "I'll be out of your hair and back at my on- campus apartment in a week. Just bare a little longer." She winked at him and ran to her temporary room. -----------------------
Kami stared up in bed, the moon and trees lay crooked shadows on her wall from the window. It was hard to sleep through it, even for a teenager.
"Ryou-kun?" Kami's voice reached the boy sleeping a few doors down.
"Nani? (what)" he called sharply back to her in irritation.
"I heard a strage noise! There are monsters in my room!"
"Go to sleep!"
"Ryooooooou! You gave me a monster-cursed room on purpose! What is there are a whole gaggle of monsters in here!"
"That's impossible, only geese come in gaggles."
"Then I bet there's a whole pride!"
"That's only used in terms of lions." Ryou tried to tune her voice out, but it was no use.
"Then a flock or a herd or a stampede or a bunch or a really large group of monsters are in my room! What am I supposed to do!?"
Shirogane rolled his eyes, "sleep."
Kami scowled in the darkness at the blunt reply. She had been enjoying herself, why was he ruining her fun? "I hate monsters but I hate jerks like you even more!"
Ryou sat up in bed in surprise. Kami's voice had gotten much closer. Looking around he saw her kneeling at the side of his bed, her eyebrows knitted together in a fury.
"What are you doing in my room? Out! Idiot!" Ryou pointed a finger to the open door.
"Moron!"
"Dork!"
"Jerk!"
"Fool!"
"Snob!"
"Arrogant!"
"Rude!"
"Ugly!"
"Hey! I'm not ugly, Ryou-kun!"
"Yes you are." Ryou met her glare with his own.
"Don't call me ugly!"
"Then stop looking ugly, Ugly!"
"Ryou-kun, you're so mean, stupid!"
"By the dictionary definition of stupid, you know I'm not stupid."
Kami's eyes glinted a faint red. She shook her fist in half-defeat, "what do you want me to call you!? I don't think they've invented words that describe you!"
"What about intellectual, wealthy, handsome, genius?" Ryou smiled and lay back down in bed.
"You wish! Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Baka!"
"Hey! Get out of my bed, Kami! I already leant you your own, go use it!"
"Not until you apologize!" Kami stood up and began to jump up and down on the sheets. "Besides, what about the monsters? I can't sleep in there alone!"
"Fine! Sleep on the floor but for crying out loud, get out of my bed and GO TO SLEEP!"
"Yay! Sleepover, sleepover!" Kami rolled onto the floor.
A look of anger flashed across Shirogane's face, "please say you didn't say what I think you just said."
"Sleepover? Is that to girly of a word for you?"
"That's not it!"
"You can wear purple pants and paint your Café pink and you invent a pink fluff alien to capture little jellyfish, but sleepover is too girly of a word?" Kami flopped onto her side and quieted her voice a little bit, "Ryou-kun, if you didn't have all the girls hear where such short skirts and didn't have such a pretty face, I would think your...emotional interests...would be somewhat...different."
"What do you mean by that?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!" Ryou's breathing had become long and loud. It was obvious he was offended and angry.
"Why do you work with Akasaka, you two seem pretty close." Kami teased in the darkness of the room.
"What the h woman!? Go to bed already!"
"Okay, Ryou-kun. If you insist I'll go to bed"
"What are you doing?! Not my bed!!! The floor!"
"But you said bed, very clearly."
"JUST GO TO SLEEP, AHO! (Very insultish Japanese word)"
"Ryou-kun?"
"WHAT?"
"I'm thirsty."
"You're doing that on purpose, aren't you!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Yup!"
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"Momomiya-san?" Aoyama walked with the girl down the moonlit pathway.
"Eh!? Isn't it pretty, Aoyama-kun?" Ichigo smiled at him, she was holding Aoyama-kun's hand! This was the best day and date of her life!
"Momomiya-san, I don't know how to say this..."
"Eh! Look how pretty it is! I didn't know fireflies came out this time of year!" Ichigo ran over to a fence and leaned on its side, reaching to touch one of the glittering bugs.
"Ichigo!" Aoyama grabbed the girl's upper arms and turned her around to face him. "Ichigo."
Ichigo's stared at him, speechless. He had never called her that before. He was serious.
"Aoyama-kun?" she blinked unsurely, she made no apparent attempt to get away from his strong grasp.
"I wanted to tell you first, Ichigo." He continued to stare at her with intense brown eyes. "I should've told you earlier, but you always seem so busy, Ichigo. You never have time anymore."
Ichigo's mouth opened as if she was about to say something, but she didn't. She wished she could tell him about the Mew Mews, she wished so badly.
"Ichigo..." Aoyama pressed his thumb against her mouth so she wouldn't interrupt him, "I'm going. I'm going to study abroad in America for a year or two. The kendo club is funding it, and it will be a big help in getting into a college when I return. I was going to have your friend tell you, but...I decided I should tell you directly."
Ichigo turned her face away and stared at the nearby fireflies. She could feel Aoyama's kind eyes looking at her, waiting for a response. What was she supposed to say? She bit her lip to keep from crying.
"Ichigo." Aoyama put his arm around her waist and brought her closer to him.
Ichigo didn't do anything. She was completely lost for words in the moment. Aoyama, please don't look at me with those eyes, Aoyama-kun
Aoyama placed his free hand upon her face and turned her head to face his own.
"Aoyama-ku..."
A small bunch of fireflies flew around Ichigo's head and glowered around the two. "Sayonara, Ichigo. Wait for me."
Ichigo stood there and stared after him for a while. When he was out of sight she felt her legs collapse. She covered her mouth with her hands.
"Aoyama-kun." She whispered aloud to no one, "he just...he just..." a tear rolled down Ichigo's face, "he just kissed me."
"Aoyama-kun!" she screamed into the night air, knowing he was too far away to here her, "Aoyama-kun!"