I, Devi the Great, sadly do NOT own Tokyo Mew Mew, and am only to blame for the cheesy story being read and the much more to come! Have a nice day.
Devi: Welcome to the second chapter of Amai, at Once a Dark Mew Mew! Glad to see some old faces, hopefully, and some new, … hopefully…
Pai: Well, what would one expect, being as self doubtful and, indeed, as you described yourself in an earlier document, 'cheesy' like yourself, there is a select few who would read such a… snore, for lack of a better term?
Devi: -smacks the back of his head- You JERK! I'm sure there are PLENTY of people who would KILL to read such gifted writing such as my own! How dare you!
Pai: -small vein pops- Indeed?
Devi: -nods angrily- Indeed… ENJOY CHAPTER TWO! There has been a two year age development, so now Ryou is about 7 or 8, and Amai, 6 or 7! In this chapter, your going to find the same cheesy you loved in chapter one, with a slight saddening twist! And please, if you really have to, feel free to laugh at the plastic, golden ring part. I know I did!
Chapter 2: Time of Devastation Brings Closeness
Two years later
The past week had been very long and very dark. Since the accident, it had seemed as if neither Ryou nor Amai had seen a smile or given one, as if the whole atmosphere around them had suddenly become gloomy and dismal. But there was no blame for such sadness, losses always lead to such misery.
With the sudden passing of Dr. and Mrs. Shirogane, the week stretched on for what seemed like an eternity that was coming its end as a black limo arrived at the funeral home.
The driven climbed out slowly and walked to the back, passenger door, opening it just as slowly as he had climbed out. He then allowed the passengers to step out as he began walking back towards his door. Keiichirou emerged first, followed by Ryou, clinching Keiichirou's hand, and them Amai, who held Ryou's hand with both of hers. All three appeared pale and exhausted, dressed completely in black for the service ahead.
Keiichirou led the two children into the building, where they were greeted with sobbing women and silent men. Ryou got a few hugs and kisses and blessings as they made their way through the mass and into the service room. The three seats in the front row were reserved souly for them.
The service lasted a few hours, then the children were left with some of the ushers and such as Keiichirou helped carry the coffins out. They were lead out of large, glass doors in the front of the room and to the plot where they would rest.
Unable to go out to watch his parents get buried, Ryou waited with Amai in the door way, watching. Amai held Ryou's arm tightly, her lip quivering, but still remaining silent and holding back her tears, for Ryou's sake.
Ryou sighed and looked down at Amai, "Thank you for coming, Amai… and staying with me for the whole time…" He said in a near whisper.
Amai held is arm a bit tighter and sighed as well, "You're welcome…" She replied in the same quiet tone.
As Keiichirou returned an hour later, he found the two of them in the same place. By the time he came back, rain had suddenly started, matching the mood of the day. Keiichirou gave a slight smile, finding the children clinging to each other so closely. He came up behind them and peered out on the entire graveyard, embracing both of them as he knelt down to their level.
As the day flew by, the sun slowly faded. Most of the guests left, leaving only but a few, chatting around the buffet. The rain fell firmly as Ryou and Amai remained in the door way, partially drenched. Keiichirou talked with the all those who worked in the home, thanking them for all of their help and such.
Ryou took a deep breath as he took Amai's hand suddenly, stepping forward, out of the door, "Amai… would you mind coming with me?" he asked, looking back to her.
"No… of coarse I'll come" she replied, following him out into the rain.
It wasn't long before Keiichirou looked to find the children gone from where they had stood time and now already halfway to the grave site. Keiichirou quickly excused himself from his conversation and ran out into the rain after the kids. By the time he caught up with them, they stood over the double grave plot, staring down at the newly shoveled dirt and the freshly carved granite. No words were spoken for the rest of the night, until they were to leave.
Amai placed her head on Ryou's shoulder, holding his hand firmly. As the rain slowly stopped and the day nearly gone, Ryou and Amai stood in the same position until Ryou suddenly started searching through his pockets randomly.
Amai lifted her head off his shoulder and wrapped her other arm around his, "Ryou… whats the matter?" She asked with a concerned face.
He finally found the right pocket on the inside of his coat as he pulled out a small, plastic, gold ring. He used his free hand to take one of Amai's and put the ring on her ring finger, "Amai… I need you… We have to help finish what my parents started!" Ryou suddenly exclaimed, breaking the near silent tone he had all week.
Keiichirou, who was standing behind them, simply glaring at the graves, quickly placed his hand on Ryou's shoulder, "Wait now, Ryou! You know your mother didn't want you to continue this…" Keiichirou said in a concerned tone.
Ryou held Amai's hand firmly, "I know… but I have to anyway… I have to finish this… or the world may be doomed! Amai… promise me… that even though you may not know what it is that needs to be finished… that you won't leave!" he asked, as if begging.
As confused as she was, Amai nodded, "I promise I'll never leave Ryou, ever! I promise!" She replied, finally allowing her tears to flow steadily as Ryou slowly slid the toy ring onto her pointer finger. She would keep it, as well as her promise, for years to come!