Howls of the Wolf

A/N: This is a oneshot songfic, my first song fic ever. The song is called "Corner of the Sky" from the Broadway musical Pippin. The fic is about Zakuro's loneliness.

Disclaimer: Zakuro Fujiwara and all of Tokyo Mew Mew are owned by Mia Ikumi. The song is owned by Broadway (I guess).

Zakuro Fujiwara was alone.

She was alone a lot, it seemed. She'd been alone all her life. Up until she'd joined the group of animal-infused supergirls called Tokyo Mew Mew, however, the loneliness hadn't hurt.

Now it did.

Most girls would think Zakuro had the ideal life. She was a cool, beautiful model sometimes, and a crime-fighting werewolf the rest of the time. But, to the one living it, her life didn't seem all that great.

Everything has its season
Everything has its time
Show me a reason and I'll soon show you a rhyme
Cats fit on the windowsill
Children fit in the snow
Why do I feel I don't fit in anywhere I go?

She knew, after all this, that she should feel like she fit in. She had a place with the other Mew girls, and she had a place among her fellow models. But—why was it that she was always sneaking out to sit beside some river or peaceful valley outside of Tokyo.

Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly

Maybe—and she found this thought entering her brain more and more often these days—maybe she didn't belong here. Sure, she got along well with Ichigo and the rest, but she'd always been the lone wolf. Maybe she really hadn't found the place where she belonged?


I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky

Maybe it was that place she longed for. That place that every person seemed to have, where they could just be themselves and not be judged by anyone else. Whether it be with a special guy (like Ichigo,) or down alone by the ocean (like Lettuce,) or even in a quiet tea shop on a Saturday afternoon (like Mint,) everyone she knew seemed to have a place to be themselves.

But Zakuro didn't. She seemed to be always in the limelight, always having to live up to other people's requirements.

Every man has his daydreams
Every man has his goal
People like the way dreams have
Of sticking to the soul

Just because she seemed cold and heartless to everyone else, didn't mean that Zakuro didn't have her dreams. Maybe she didn't flaunt it like Ichigo, but she sometimes found herself longing for somebody she could confide in. Someone she could trust. Someone she could love.

But more importantly, she dreamed of being free. She dreamed of not having to be Mew Zakuro, or Zakuro the Model, or anything. Sometimes, she dreamed of just being Zakuro.


Rain comes after thunder

Winter comes after fall

Why does it seem I don't come after anything at all

She always felt like she was pressured to be #1 in everything she did. She was the role model for the other Mews, the voice of sensibility when all chaos reigned in their little group. She was the prettiest and most popular model in her agency, the one the new girls always aspired to be like. Sometimes, she wished that somebody would be better than her at something, for once. So she could have someone to come after, once in a while.

Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky

So alone…always alone, but never alone enough. Some days, Zakuro began to despair. Was there no place where nobody expected anything of her, nobody was constantly calling her back to reality?

No place she belonged?


So many men seem destined
To settle for something small
But I won't rest until I know I'll have it all

Gosh, she wasn't even asking for anything big! Just a day—a few hours—a few minutes, even—to be an ordinary girl again. Everyone seemed to think she had it all, but she'd give everything away just to be free.


So don't ask where I'm going
Just listen when I'm gone

Someday, someday she'd get away from this place. Someday Zakuro would find a somewhere where she didn't have to be someone. A place where she could do whatever she felt like, and actually be happy about it for once.


And far away you'll hear me singing
Softly to the dawn:

She was convinced that somewhere out there was a place she could belong and be free. A place where lone wolves were not ostracized, and models weren't constantly being ogled by the rest of humanity. Somewhere out there, was a place…

where she would never be lonely again.

Rivers belong where they can ramble
Eagles belong where they can fly
I've got to be where my spirit can run free
Got to find my corner of the sky

I've got to be where my spirit can run free

Got to find my corner…

…of the sky.

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