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Ichigo pulled her hoodie lower over her face as she slipped through the dark alleyways of Tokyo. It was a dark night, but thankfully it wasn't raining. That would be just what she needed right now, to be tired, hungry and wet.
Strangely, though, she wasn't cold, even though she could see frost gathering in the corners of windows. Must be an alien "perk". That would explain why the aliens always wore so little clothing, even in Winter. She supposed that she should enjoy what little she got out of this, as if anything could compare to what she had lost...
Every noise, from a stray cat going through a nearby house's rubbish to a tired citizen turning their lights off, boomed in her head, giving her a massive headache. She could see too much - each little speck of dust on the pavement beneath her - and not enough. How could you see the whole picture if you keep getting distracted by specks of dust in the wind?
Ichigo had taken some money that she had saved up from her job at Café Mew Mew, however she couldn't get a hotel. Her parents would have reported her missing and if she showed her face or signed anything she would be found immediately. She didn't know what to do. Why had she thought this why a good idea again?
Oh yeah, because Pai turned me into a neon-colored alien from outer space, she reminded herself.
He right hand absently played with the pendant at her throat. She had tried a thousand times to transform into Mew Ichigo, but without luck. It seemed that Pai had been telling the truth.
Noticing a bakery on the left hand side of the street, Ichigo bought herself some bread. It wasn't the best quality - she wasn't exactly in the best area of the city - but it would suffice. The man behind the counter looked very annoyed at being disturbed so late at night, so she quickly escaped and hurried along, eating the bread as she went.
The bread didn't cure her hunger. It was weird, she had only been gone for a few hours and her stomach was demanding that she ate something. She contemplated going back to the bakery, but decided against it. She couldn't waste all her money in the first night, anyway. With a glum look on her face, she marched on into the bitter night.
Lettuce's anxious feelings grew more and more as the day went on and Ichigo didn't show up for work.
"She's so lazy!" Mint vented as she scrubbed a table left behind by a particularly messy customer. Normally, Ichigo would have done this, but as she was not here the burden fell to Mint. It was clear that Mint wasn't happy about this, and Lettuce thought it was probably safer for Ichigo to stay gone than to show up with Mint in this mood.
"Have any of you seen Ichigo?" Ryou demanded after coming in and seeing that Ichigo was still not there.
"No. She's probably just off sleeping somewhere." Mint replied nastily. But instead of agreeing with her, Ryou's brow furrowed.
"What's wrong?" Lettuce asked, worried.
"There was alien activity yesterday, but it appeared and disappeared quickly, before we could get a hold of it." Ryou said. "I think the aliens might be up to something."
Mint lost her smirk. "You think something might happen to Ichigo?" she asked, switching her gaze between Ryou and Lettuce.
"No," Ryou shook his head. "I think something already has."
How could he have been so stupid? It was his fault that Ichigo was gone. Kisshu's eyes frantically scanned the area as he zipped through the dark streets of Tokyo.
He hadn't been able to force himself to watch when Pai performed the operation on her. Kisshu knew, he did know, that the operation was necessary. But that didn't mean he had to like it. Ichigo would never forgive him for this.
If only he hadn't been so weak, he could have stopped her from going. Ichigo didn't know what she was doing, or the extent of her powers. If she wanted to, she could wipe Tokyo off the map. She could raise hell and bring the world crashing to its knees, and she was wandering around in the dark.
Kisshu had already checked her house. Her room was empty, though it looked like it had been searched. Her parents must have called the police.
He'd also checked Café Mew Mew, and it looked like she hadn't been there either. The Mews were closing up, but they looked more annoyed than murderous. He didn't know how they would react when they saw Ichigo like this, whether or not they would stop seeing her as a friend and start seeing her as a foe. A wave of guilt crashed into him as he thought of everything they had taken from her. Everything he had taken from her.
Pai and Taruto were also out looking for Ichigo. While she was more powerful than them, she couldn't know that yet and that would make it easy for them to catch her. Secretly, though, Kisshu hoped they didn't find her. They would have to attack her to get her to come. If Ichigo started seeing them as the enemy, everything would fall apart. If Kisshu found her, maybe he could convince her to come with him without using force.
Even so, he would use force if he had to. This mission was too important.
He caught a glimpse of pink darting around a corner in front of him. So quick, human eyes probably wouldn't have been able to see it. He hovered closer, not letting her see him yet.
His breath caught. Thanks to Pai, he hadn't been able to see Ichigo yet as an alien. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Becoming an alien had enhanced her features, her hair and eyes were the most beautiful shade of pink, and her lips…
He had to focus. If he just walked up to her, she would run away. He had to get her to listen to him.
Unfortunately, as his feet touched the ground, a precariously balanced pebble rolled away. Ichigo tensed up, her new alien ears making this sound louder than it should have been. She glanced behind her, seeing him before he had the chance to hide himself. In a flash she was sprinting away from him as fast as she could. Shit.
Ichigo's new speed made her a lot faster than she was before, but it was still no match for flying. Kisshu barreled into her, knocking her down onto the ground. He pressed his body over hers, making sure that she wasn't in any pain but was still unable to get up. This didn't stop her from trying, and she struggled under him.
"Please, stop, Ichigo. I only want to talk." He begged her. She slowed her movements but was still very tense. Taking this as a sign that she wouldn't run away, he stood up and held his hand out to her. She ignored it and stood up on her own. Of course.
"What do you want?" Her voice was different, though he couldn't pinpoint how. The words came out wrongly, as if she had difficulty speaking. Likely the fault of her new fangs.
"Do you know what's been done?" I asked her. Of course she knew, but he wasn't sure how to start the conversation. If he asked her to come with him she'd starting running again, but this time she wouldn't stop. No - he had to be careful and tread lightly.
Ichigo nodded hesitantly, not letting her guard down. He doubted he'd be able to tackle her again.
"I can help you." Kisshu said. "I can show you how to fly, teleport. How to use your senses without being overwhelmed." No doubt she had been struggling with this. Humans' senses were so poor, it would be like living under a rock your whole life and then trying to see.
Ichigo's didn't look him in the eye. "Why?"
"I want to help you," he responded immediately. "Please, let me help-" He tried to take her hand but she stepped back.
"No. Why did you do- Why did you do this?" Ichigo asked. He couldn't tell her the truth. It would intimidate her, the things she must do… No. Better to lie.
"I- I didn't know about it." He said, the deception feeling bitter in his mouth. "It was Pai and Taruto - Deep Blue commanded them to." He hated to sell out his partners like this. But it was his only choice. He had to get Ichigo to trust him. Their fate depended on it.
Ichigo assessed Kisshu's face. Now that she was an alien, she could see all the minute details. That little crinkle in his left eye when he was hopeful. The way he fought to keep his lips steady when he was truly sorry. Like now.
She couldn't stay here, she knew that. A young girl on the streets of downtown Tokyo wouldn't last a week. She didn't have a choice. Then again, what the aliens might do to her if she went with him - what they had already done - might be worse.
But above all those reasons, she genuinely trusted Kisshu. She would never have thought that the alien had a remorseful bone in his bone, but the way he looked at her now…
Besides, Kisshu wouldn't like to her. Would he?
Ichigo looked suspicious for a moment, and then her expression relaxed. She nodded. Clearly, she was trying to avoid speaking. Kisshu offered her his hand, and she took it hesitantly. He created a portal back to their dimension and attempted to smile at Ichigo before pulling them both through.
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