Are You Ready To Rumble?
A Tokyo Mew Mew Story by Tsumina
"Thank you for meeting me here today," the cloaked figure mumbled.
"Why are you wearing a cloak?"
"I must not be found. Please, if you have any ounce of mercy, you'll do this for me."
"Ichigo…" Mint yanked the hood off of Ichigo's head. "You're acting way too weird for my tastes. Stop that."
Ichigo Momomiya whimpered and said, "But I can't stand this any longer! Please, please! Hide them at your house! I need a break."
No such luck. Mint frowned at her friend and gave her a swift yet gentle slap across the cheek. "That should teach you to have two boyfriends at once."
"THEY'RE NOT MY BOYFRIENDS! W-W-Well, Masaya is, but Kish isn't. I didn't CHOSE to—"
"Blah blah," Mint sighed, scanning the food court. The two weren't hard to find. Kish, with his long ears, pale face and greenish hair, immediately caught her eye. "There he is. HEY KISH! OVER HERE! OVER- mmph!" Ichigo clapped a hand over Mint's mouth.
"I beg of youuu! Don't call them here! They'll find me!"
"They're your guests-"
"I don't caaaaare! Waaaa, you're so mean, Mint!" And Ichigo jetted off into a woman's haven, a.k.a Victoria's Secret, while Kish and Masaya rushed towards Mint.
"Mint! Where'd Ichigo run off to?" Masaya demanded.
With an indifferent expression, Mint shrugged, took them both by the hand, and led them into Victoria's Secret. Masaya, of course, was extremely reluctant. Being caught in a lingerie shop by one of his former classmates was the last thing he wanted. He tugged at Mint's hand, but her unyielding grasp had him trapped like an animal. Kish, who was used to minimal clothing, only noticed that the shop was peculiar in that about 75 of the merchandise was pink.
Though none of the underwear caught his eye, Masaya's nervous expression couldn't have called to him more. He smirked.
"What's the matter with you?"
"N-Nothing. Get away from me."
"Is there something about the merchandise that bothers you?"
"Get AWAY."
"Oh, fine." Kish whistled a few notes as he pretended to head to the back of the shop. Masaya sighed with relief until…
"Hey Masaya, CATCH!"
The boy spun around, only to have pink, silky underwear slapped in his face by none other than his pesky alien roommate.
"UUGH!" Masaya stumbled and fell backwards, knocking over a stock of bras. It hit the poor boy like an avalanche. A cups, B cups, C cups and D…all of it came so fast. He emerged from the mess with a bra-strap still clinging to his ear. His face was very red.
"WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU!" he screeched, and yanking the bra off his ear, he made a move to strangle Kish with it.
"MASAYA?"
The combatants looked up and saw Ichigo. She was pale and wore an expression of utter shock. "I leave you alone for two minutes, and…and LOOK!" She angrily gestured to the spilled lingerie. "I can't stand you! BOTH OF YOU! STAY AWAY FROM ME!"
And with that, the young heroine stormed off. Mint entered the scene, her arms crossed over her chest, wearing the same look of indifference.
"Great job, guys. You made her mad. Oh, and watch out. The store clerk is about to call nail you with some pepper spray."
Ryou dove out of the car, his leg uselessly flopping behind him. The car jerked about until Lettuce was finally able to gear-shift to "Park".
"Shoulda called an ambulance." Ryou muttered. His driver slammed the door behind her and rushed to his side.
"I'm so sorry! Please, I really didn't mean it!"
"It's…it's not your fault, Lettuce." Feigning a smile was becoming more and more difficult, but nonetheless, he grinned and continued, "It's my fault. Don't worry. Just…somehow, it's my fault. Bad karma. Come on, let's get to the emergency room."
They awkwardly made their way to the automatic doors, and into the emergency room. The receptionist looked up from her work. "Yes?"
"I broke Ryou's leg!" Lettuce whimpered.
"Ryou?" The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "The same Ryou who tried to inject our nurses with that weird liquid? That 'experiment' you said would save the world? And the same Ryou who killed the vending machine because it was out of your favorite soda? And the same Ryou who disassembled his bed and used the parts for an escape—"
"Yes yes, that was me," the blonde boy said hurriedly. "Look, my leg's important to me. Get someone to fix it."
"Mmm, just as long as you don't attempt to knock out the doctor again." She handed him some papers. "Fill these out, if you will."
"But it's an emergency!"
"Sir, please sit down."
"LET ME THROUGH!" Ryou limped towards the operating room.
"Ryou, PLEASE!" Lettuce called out, but the receptionist put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry. He comes in here often. At least once a month. We have to go through the same procedure everytime, the boy's so rowdy." She pressed a red button on the wall, and several SWAT team members came in, tranquilizers ready.
((Tsumina: Wow, I was so excited when I saw how many people were actually waiting for me to update! I didn't realize I was keeping so many of you waiting, and I do apologize. Thanks for your wonderful comments! I treasure each and every one of them ))