Drowning in the Water

Author's notes:

Yay! This is my first fan fiction!

I know you're sick of the Tokyo Mew Mew with the made-up Mew Mew's and the constant romance with a bishie. Well, if you're sick of romance and made-up's I advise you to go now!
Okay, this chapter takes place right after they get Zakuro and they're going to get the new Mew!

-Presenting- :Drum roll:

CHAPTER 1:

What?

Why am I here?

What's with all the water!

Am I drowning!

Someone help me!

………Keki.

What? Who's calling my name?

Keki!

What!

"KEKI!" Someone shouted, snapping the sleeping girl out of her long rest.

Keki sat up and rubbed her head. Her hand moved from the top of her head and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes finally adjusted to the strong light from the window flooding sunlight into her apartment. She sat in her bed under her kicked-away plain white sheets, covered in sweat. The sunlight bounced off the crimson painted walls and reflected onto the bed sheets, white wooden desk and pearl carpet, making it a light pink colored.

A banging started on her brass front door.

"Keki, Keki, KEKI!" The voice shouted again.

"Dammit! I'm coming!" Keki shouted back in reply. She pushed away the covers that rested on her legs and got out of bed, walking slowly out of the room and into the small bathroom down the cramped hall.

She looked at the small room that consisted of a toilet, counter, sink, bath tub and mirror that hung above the countered sink. She rubbed her stomach that was barely covered by a bright orange tank top made of limp material that flapped in any sign of wind. With a yawn, she looked in the mirror at her face. She could see her messy, raven black bangs that wildly covered her navy-colored eyes through the strands. Her clear skin retained the color of light tan, it looked soft and delicate, like it was. Her eyes were large and had bags under them. She wasn't a super-model but she didn't look misfortunate.

Keki leaned forward and looked down at the sink. She turned the hot dial and cupped her hands under the sink. Water poured out of the sink and into her cupped hands, so hot they almost burned her hands. She splashed the water in her face and sighed, turning off the dial and looked back up at the mirror. The black under her eyes were gone but somehow she looked more exhausted. She brought her hands up and pulled her bangs away from her forehead. She sighed and removed her hand, letting the strands slowly slunk into their original spots.

"Keki!" The shout came again with louder pounding against the door.

The 15-year-old sighed and shut the bathroom door with a loud click! She undressed out of her bright orange pajamas and into her long-sleeved school uniform, that's colors were a very dark navy and white. She looked in the mirror once more, wishing that for just once she'd get a chance to change her appearance. She looked so normal, she hated being so normal.

NORMAL!

Ugh! How much she despised that word.

Keki pulled her silky black hair into a pony tail and tied it with a black ribbon. Her hair was gorgeous. She thought it was her best feature. It was really long-it brushed against her lower back in the pony tail and was reall further then that- it was silky –her hair was detangled and felt smooth and silky- and it shimmered in any sign of light.

Keki looked at her full body in the mirror. Her frame was small for her age. She was short but cute-faced. She looked three years younger and for that she often was made fun of. She simply ignored the other kid's insults and went on with her life, never thinking about what they said or never letting it get to her. She had filled out quite nicely, having all the right curves in all the right places. Long, sexy legs that no one ever noticed. Well-developed breasts, tone stomach, and feathery soft skin. No one ever noticed her 'adult' features, maybe just because they we're too preoccupied with 'popular' girls.

Keki quickly shook her head, making her hair whip to each side. She should be getting to school, she was probably already late.

Taking another check in the mirror, she opened the door and went out of the bathroom, walking again into the cramped hallway. She moved into the living room/kitchen and to a broken arm chair. She pulled a small bag from the chair and hung it on her shoulder. She steped to the door and opened it, revealing a medium sized, brown haired, brown eyed girl who was out of breath.

" 'Sup Yoyoi-chan?" Keki greeted with a smirk.

"Keki-chan! What took you so long! We're late as it is already! "The girl said, her tone was panicked and out of breath.

"I guess I slept in. "The other replied with a shrug. She brushed past Yoyoi and walked down the steps to the apartment.

"What! You can't just shrug me off this time,Keki! You are going to have to explain to me what you did in there!"Yoyoi said, quickly pacing behind Keki.

Keki simply ignored her friend her mind was simply on another subject.

What the hell was up with that dream! I'm still shivering! My god, did it mean something? Was it a message? Was it a message? Did it predict the future?

Keki shook her head.

What am I thinking! It's just a dream! Then again, I've never had any dreams like that.

"Keki! Are you ignoring me!"The shouted snapped Keki out of her thought. Apparently, Yoyoi was talking the whole time

Keki was deep in thought.

"Huh?"Keki asked, sounding a little dazed.

"I knew it."Yoyoi muttered, entering the gates to school.
End Chapter One