Sword-chan- ::stumbles in:: Hi y'all. I either hacked into your computer OR you clicked on the link to Saiken, either read the chapters or just jumped her to... dun dun dun... CHAPTER 4!
Kishuu- It's MORNING!
Sword-chan- YEAAAHHH! ::runs around in little circles screaming:: Seriously. It's like... 9:24 AM. On a SATURDAY. I woke up to right this at 9:24 AM on a SATURDAY!!! (Keep in mind that's just when I opened the file and wrote like... two sentences. I finished typing ' "Yes, yes you are"' around 3:15 PM. xD And... I just finished her strangling him around 9:55 PM. What a slow day xD)
Kishuu- Le gasp! Umm... at least you're writing for this one...
Sword-chan- ::sigh:: I was bound by certain people who reviewed! Soo... here's a little rundown-
I'm in the process of writing chapter two of Debate/Torture Kahn Week!
Techno Mew Mew is going bye bye heh heh heh. Not much you can do when a Chobitish person enters Tokyo Mew Mew, chii chii chii. Sword And Kishuu's Potion Class will reach it's finale in two chapters. I know the last two potions I will make! They go together. But they ish secret. You'll also get a BONUS chapter! WHOO! ::ahem:: And... After I finish all that, I'm writing a Soul Calibur II fanfiction, and thinking about Teen Titans... there's a funny story about that. I know Teen Titans isn't anime, but their theme song is sung by Puffy (in the U.S they call it Puffy AmiYumi)... I just thought they were fakers who had Asian blood in 'em and made to sound 'Japanese' but I was wrong! So... now I have to go to E-Bay and buy their Japanese CD's cauz I don't wanna rip them off... AND I'll buy tapes of 'Pa pa pa pa... Puffy!' or something like that .'' Yay Puffy (AmiYumi!) Erg. I wasted 7 precious minutes writing author notes. Nuuu! TO STORY!
Disclamerthingymajig- I own the books that are in my desk that EVERYONE suddenly wants to borrow (It's the Mew Mew Trend, chii chii chii! At least it's getting people away from the dub, CHIIIDIIIDDIIIICHA!)... but nothing else that has to do with Tokyo Mew Mew. I used to own the ROM of the Gameboy Game but... no go. I'm not fluent in Japanese xD Most of my Japanese stuff is Hello Kitty (My room is coated in her kitty-ness. I luff Hello Kitty! Even my backpack is Hello Kitty! It's the one with fake pink cheetah ish fur on the side of the front of the front pocket, and there's Hello Kitty all decked out sortah 80's-ish with PINK CONVERSE! Na nooo daaaa! If you ever see it. I don't have the matching lunchbox though. ::shrug::) and... I dunno. I think some of my clothes are made in Japan... I'm going to answer reviews at the end of the chapter.
X.x.X- Punished! - X.x.X
"Ichigo...Ichigo..." a raspy voice greeted me as I pulled myself out of my dreams.
"Wha--?"
"I... am... your... FATHER!"
"Um... Kishuu... why are you talking through the fan?" I asked, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.
"Darn it I was hoping you wouldn't notice and I could get you to freak out..." (Starwars referance, which I do NOT own. NOOO NO SUEY!) Kishuu mumbled, snapping his fingers. He was already dressed, and I could smell waffles from another room in the house. As he walked out, he looked over his shoulder.
"You do like waffles, right?" I nodded quickly.
"YES. Waffles are the BEST food in the... um... Moon!"
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"I didn't bring a bag stuffed with clothes...?" I asked, half myself and half Kishuu, who chuckled from his chair at a table.
"You didn't. I teleported back to earth sometime last night and got some for you," he retorted.
"I know, I know... but... none of 'em are mine... You..."
"Went to a MALL! I never knew humans were creative enough to stick a million shops together! I had to put on a hat though... But I don't think I was in Japan. No one had crimson-ish-pink hair... or purple... or... green... There were a LOT of people with that Fong kids hair color..."
"That's because you weren't in Japan, and even in Japan not everyone has... brightly colored hair..." I pointed to the English logo on my shirt "AND the bag said 'Mall Of America'... if my English is correct... Wait. How'd you pay for all that?"
"I found this card on the floor, and they said I could use it to pay." I slapped a hand to my forehead.
"Um... O.K... a credit card...?"
"Nope. Someone dropped a gift card. No one really lost money they hadn't spent already- in a sense- if that's what you're thinking..."
"Oh," I gave a small sigh of relief- because, if it had been a credit card, there'd be a big mess- and walked in from the doorway. I had gotten a good glance at the rest of the house, and it wasn't at all like you'd imagine from an alien on a moon. Actucally... it sort of reminded me of a country house, the way the wood was painted, the way the windows were positioned, stuff like that. Hang on. We were on a moon... in outter space... I plopped down in the chair oppisite him and made a little design on my waffle.
"Um... we're in outter space... on a moon... right?"
"Yeah," he answered, looking up from his own waffle, which was almost done with it's waffle-life, "Didn't I tell you that?"
"Uh... yeah... you did, but how are we breathing? I can't really remember science or anything, but aren't moons... different from planets?"
"Oh! This place didn't have an atmosphere or air or anything like that either but you can HIRE people to put it in! Kinda cost a lot though... damned holes in it..." he speared another piece of waffle as if it were attempting to make an army of spiteful waffle pieces of doom. A vision of Kishuu screaming 'Die waffles! Evil! Evil waffles!' while using a fork-gun to fend off the breakfast food of Hell immeadiatly entered my mind, causing me to burst out laughing, bits of waffle almost coming out of my nose (O.O;; Yes I said nose. It's possible. Just like with orange juice...). Kishuu, who had forgotten he was in a chair, jumped back a little, then realized, yes, he was indeed in a chair, and stopped.
"What? Ichigo is s—"
"H- hang on!" I giggled, trying to get rid of a shot of King Waffle Piece shouting 'DON'T LET THE SYRUP YOU! SYRUP IS YOUR ENEMY! SYRUP WILL TAKE OVER IF WE DO NOT TAKE ACTION!' 'YES KING WAFFLE PIECE! SIR! WE WILL NOT LET THEM PUT SYRUP ON US! WE WILL TAKE ACTION BEFORE SYRUP RULES OVER US! SIR!'
"You're scaring me..."
"Oh, I am, am I?" I whimpered, pretending to be hurt. (A/N- ::bites nails:: Ew not good idea. I'm still wearing my glow in the dark nail polish from our grades Halloween thingy-ma-jig at Skateworld... and it tastes gross! Ew. Tastes like... rotted apples!)
"Yes. Yes, you are," he insisted, standing.
"Oh? Don't forget I can transform into a Mew Mew and kick you around for that!" I retorted, rising from my chair.
"To be honest, Ribon Strawberry Check never really hurt and it was all I could do to not to burst out laughing whenever you said it. It was Ribon Strawberry Surprise and... Mew Berry Rod that hurt the most... I have a bruise somewhere..."
"That's it! You're going down!" I said, starting towards him, pretending to be about to hit him.
"CRAP!" he shouted, running the other way.
"Get back here asparagus head!" I started running after him.
"I'm NOT an asparagus head!" he called over his shoulder, and I heard him add, under his breath, "Damned Taruto starting those names..." Finally, I caught up with him, and tackled him down.
"Oh spare me!" Kishuu cried sarcastically, "A five-foot nothing catgirl who just sacrificed some type of virginity to me last night is attacking me I am so scared!"
"Whaddya mean 'some type'?" I questioned, stopping my attempt to strangle him. He just stared at me like a deer in the headlights.
"Well?"
"Um... what are you talking about? I never said anything" Kishuu responded innocently.
"Oh shut up! You did too! And I want to know exactly what you meant!" I crossed my arms, pushing my limit of what answers I'd get out of him before I'd even started.
"Speaking of last night..." Kishuu started, desperate to change the subject, I guess, "Can we do it again sometime soon...?"
"Kishuu!" I cried, flushing, cat ears and tail popping out. "... heck yeah,"
(A/N- ::glare:: Madison... do... not... call that gross. ::cry:: I try hard! xP. Bleh. Blame it on the hormones. o(TT)o Tis'nt MY FAULT!) He grinned and leaned in to kiss me. Ducking, I bent my arms in a cross-x-thingy over my face.
"Nope! You're gonna get punished for the 'weak' comment!" Kishuu whimpered and pretended to whipe away a tear.
"You're so cold..."
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The spoon made low, hollow noises as I stirred the yellowish liquid around in it. Kishuu popped out of absolutley NO WHERE and watched over my shoulder.
"Whatcha' doin'?"
"I'm making an attempt at making soup..." I paused to drop in a few chunks of chicken, "How'd you get all this food anyways?" I asked, glancing at him skeptically. He shrugged in reply. Rolling my eyes, I gave it a few more good stirs before dropping in carrots and turning up the heat on the old stove. Old stove... That triggered another question.
"And isn't your alien race at the height of... technology or something? Why d'you have older things and stuff?"
"Just because we've got a lot of stuff like... well, stuff humans don't have, doesn't mean we have to have it. No, we all get to select our own furnishings. Pai let me see his once... almost everything is done by computer, and he almost spent a year in his little house, typing and trying to find out if pi can be multiplied, divided, then multiplied again into it's original state before he even knew what pi equals... he got it too..." Oh... that makes sense,I thought, stirring the soup more than necessary.
"Um... Ichigo?"
"Yeah?"
"The soup is boiling over..." Kishuu pointed to the pot, which had small drops of soup starting to roll down the side.
"Whoops!" I turned the heat off, my face red due to being over a hot oven for a while, and being so... air-headed that I forgot about the soup. Stupidly curious, I stuck in a smaller spoon, took a bit of soup, and tasted it.
"Ouch!" with a startled yelp I dropped the spoon before five drops got in my mouth. It really HAD been boiling over. Luckily, I hadn't really been burned, just a little. Nothing time couldn't cure. A small, choking noise came from Kishuu. Laughing again.
"Fine, fine, laugh all you want, it was stupid..." I smirked, "But your punishment will last longer," Kishuu choked on his... choke and stopped. Wow, I gasped mentally, That really shut him up. Some things never change... I made a face at him for a second or two, then realized- we need bowls to serve soup...
"Bowls!"
"Wha--?"
"We need bowls to serve soup,"
"No problem..." Kishuu opened a cupboard above the stove and took out two bowls. I looked at the outter rim. Little stars and hearts were painted on the white surface. I never would've thought Kishuu would have a bowl like this... he always struck me as the Fudruckers-(A/N- That's a really cool resturant around where I live. And it always seemed like the type of place I'd find Kishuu. If you're under 12 or something you get free cookies!! )take-and-go-eat-on-the-way-back-no-time-for-plates-bowls-etc. type.
"Aw... cute pattern," I cooed as I took them out of his hands and put them down on the counter.
"... um... yeah... It... um... reminded me of... what I hoped would happen... someday..." he faltered. Hearts and stars... that would piece together and make... hm... blue novas... dieing blue stars... hearts... symbolizes love... and he loved—
"You wanted to do something like kiss me under the blue novas?" I hadn't meant to blurt that out, even though it was apparent to both of us that I knew... the look on my face as I put two and two together...
"Er... yeah... sorta..."
"Aw!" I giggled, wrapping my arms around him, which reminded me of my parents. My parents still were so much in love! I played one of my favorite memories of them, from when I was 7.
Flash Back in ICHIGO VISION! (Woooooo!!!)
"Hi honey!" chirped Mom, stirring a pot and sprinkling some type of spice over it. When she finished, Dad wrapped his arms around her and whispered something in her ear. Mom giggled and blushed.
"Not in front of—"
"ICHIGO! How's my little flower?"
"Daddy!" I hugged him tight.
"Ichigo, promise me something..."
"Yeah?"
"Never, ever date!"
"Mom..." I whispered, edging away from Dad, who was strangling an invisible boyfriend. "Has Dad... cracked?"
"Yeahup!" ()
End Of Flashback (IN ICHIGO VISION!)
Basically... this was the same thing except there wasn't a kid... ack! A kid! To soon, to soon, to soon.
"Think of releasing me from the grip of death soon? I sort of need air..." mumbled Kishuu, sounding very much like he did need air. Immeadiatly, I let him go. The soup was cool enough to eat now, maybe even a little to cool. But it didn't matter. Soup is soup...
"I worked on this so you'd better like it," I muttered, setting the bowl down in front of him at the table.
"It doesn't matter," he replied, dipping his spoon in, "You look so cute when you're cooking your heart out," I recognized that line immeadiatly. How corny. I had been about to take the old, rolled up apron and swat him when a voice floated in, and a figure appeared a few feet in front of me.
"I need a favor," it said, "A big one,".
"Pai?"
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Sword-chan- Aaaahhggghh...
Kishuu- Hmm?
Sword-chan- This took me like, a week to write... ::cries::
Kishuu- There, there, it's o.k...
Sword-chan- BUT IT'S NOT EVEN THAT GOOD! ::dies::
Pai- What could I possibly need from a human girl? ::angry mutters::
Sword-chan- o(TT)o Well EXCUSE ME for trying to get another person besides a high Masaya and hormone controled cat-girl and Kishuu!
Pai- o.o;; Kishuu was always... like that...
Sword-chan- Yeup. And I can see what's in his magizine rack..
Review time! (I have bad memory so I probably replied to them already but oh well!)
Krysofdeath- ::ish glomped:: I'm sorry it took so long. Those poor eyes probably stayed in puppy mode for quite some time...
Kittyhelp- If I can get off my lazy butt, you will!
Konishie Kuzomukie- LEMONADE! ::feeds to Pai:: FIND YOUR GIRL!
Pai- o.o;; Scareh.
Madi ('Nightclaw' note airquotes)-
Demented doll? I ish a demented doll! WHOO! Wall to wall. Jees. Your scary. It depends on what you classify it as. O.O;; If you mention that voodoo doll I'll make YOU a voodoo doll. And nope, no science test! We barley HAVE science! WHOOT! Cuz I hate science... WOOOT! Don't worry about spelling, k k? Gasp. You mentioned my real name! DIIIEEE! ::finds old toothpick::