TEARS FOR THE LOST
newmew: OMGZ I'm finally back on the computer :3
Kisshu: I hope this is a lesson to do your homework!
newmew: Not really
Ichigo: AH I JUST RELIZED I HAVE TO DO MY MATH HOMEWORK!
newmew: Heh so it's Labor Day weekend, IM GOING TO BE WORKING REALLY HARD! *has determined glint in eye*
Kisshu: Just make sure it doesn't suck…
newmew: Gee thanks for the encouragement…
Kisshu: Hey cheer up; here I'll do the disclaimer for you. NEWMEW4YOU DOES NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW NO MATTER HOW MANY DREAMS SHE HAS ABOUT ME
newmew: W-w-what? *Blushes deep red* I-I-I do no such thing…
Kisshu: Haha on with the story!
Chapter 6~ Unwanted
Ayuta looked down at her hands, all the people in the café were staring at her.
"I-I don't know how I remember him, I…" She was very confused. "I saw myself d-d-" She choked out the word. "-dead."
She looked up and saw the alarmed faces of the employees.
Ryo stepped out of the huddle, speaking first.
"Ayuta, are you sure you weren't dreaming? We found you asleep in the kitchen…"
It was true; she had awoken in the kitchen. Ayuta didn't say anything. "Maybe." She said, trying to convince herself that the green haired floating boy was her imagination, and a giant ant hadn't appeared, and he did not mention her being a mew mew…. Ayuta clenched her hands into fists, looking up at the blonde.
"But how do I know your name?" She yelled, frustrated. He cleared his thought.
"You've probably heard my name being mentioned to work here at the café, it's pretty famous." Ayuta tried to believe this. She shook her head again. "Yes you're probably right…" She mumbled, looking back to her hands.
The morning light shined through the narrow window. Ayuta sat on a metal table, the café attendants in a circle around her. Her eyes were still puffy from crying, and her outfit was dirty from… from what? Sitting on the kitchen floor? She looked up again.
"Why is my uniform dirty?" She asked. Keiichiro seemed to hesitate.
"It looks like you fell while outside." He said. Ayuta narrowed her eyes at her hands.
"You came in pretty early," Zakuro commented, leaning against the wall. "You were probably tired and fell asleep cleaning."
Ayuta looked up into the purple haired girls eyes. They were hard as usual, but behind that hardness hinted… pity? Ayuta cocked her head to the side.
RING-DING-ALING the bell to the door rang.
"Ah well, we need to tend to the customers!" Ichigo smiled at the girl and offered her hand to help her up. Ayuta looked at her hand and suddenly saw a pink gloved hand instead. She widened her eyes then shut them quickly. She got up on her own, her slight bangs covering her eyes and walked out of the basement to wash dishes.
Ichigo watched the girl go out the door, she seemed disturbed slightly. Keiichiro sighed.
"She's remembering more and more. That's not good…" He mumbled. Zakuro sighed sadly.
"She doesn't completely believe that the incident was a dream, but maybe if things just go back to normal she'll forget about it."
Ryou nodded and headed out. "Let's just hope things stay normal…" He whispered darkly and walked up the stairs to attend to the busy café morning.
Kisshu flew around in circles outside the café.
"ARRRG IM SO BORED!" He moaned. "When the hell is Pai gunna come up with a plan?"
"Now!" Taruto teleported in front of him with his hands on his hips. "He's got a plan! Come on!"
Kisshu and Taruto teleported into Pai's lab. "Heeeey Pai!" Kisshu flew circles around him.
Pai grabbed the piece of cloth hanging from his pants and threw him onto the ground, never looking up from his computer.
"AAAhhhhooooowwww" Kisshu rubbed his head. "Guess I kind of had that coming…" He mumbled and stood up. He looked over Pai's shoulder. "So what's the plan Pai?" He asked, trying to understand the complicated diagrams on his computer.
Pai turned and gave him an irritated look and let out a short growl. Kisshu backed up, rubbing his neck.
"Sorry sorry!" He said laughing nervously. Pai pressed a button and a hologram appeared above his computer.
"You are going to capture the new mew, bring her here, we are going to hold her for ransom of their leader, Ichigo," Kisshu smiled brightly. "Without the leader to guide them, we will attack different parts of Tokyo, separating them. Then attack their base, that café. We will mentally and physically exhaust them." Pai finished, and the hologram disintegrated.
"I love it!" Kisshu smiled from ear to ear.
Taruto snickered. "Have fun collecting that new mew, she seems feisty!"
Kisshu groaned. "Oh ya I forgot about that… hey Pai why didn't she remember me before?"
Pai typed some things into his computer. "Well when she pulled out of the Chimera animal, her spirit went back into her but in the process could have messed up some of her senses. Like memory. But slowly, it will come back to her and she'll remember everything that happened that night." Pai explained.
Kisshu nodded his head. "So how am I going to capture her?" He asked again.
Pai shrugged.
Kisshu twitched slightly. "You can figure out how most of her memory was erased, but you can't think of a plan to get her here?"
Pai turned to Kisshu annoyed. "I can't do everything myself Kisshu! Use your head and come up with something yourself!"
Kisshu grumbled something and teleported out.
Ayuta sat in a chair in the kitchen, exhausted.
"How many plates do they use?" Ayuta asked looking at her wrinkly hands. "I was washing all day, and then just when I think I'm done, a whole nother load comes in!" She glanced over at the sink. "But I'm done now!"
Keiichiro walked into the kitchen with his arms full of dishes.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?" Ayuta screamed, eyes popping out of her head. She slumped down in her seat. "I can't believe how many dishes they have, I wonder how long until iv paid off my debut?" She looked over at the new dishes and sighed, getting up to wash the plates.
The clock chimed, signaling it was closing time for the café. Ayuta placed the last dish on the rack and sighed in exhaustion. She looked out the large window and saw the sun setting, throwing a light orange and pink into the air above it. "So pretty…" She hummed. She turned around and walked to the locker room to change.
Ichigo turned from talking to Lettuce as Ayuta entering the room. "Hey!" Ichigo bounced up to her. "So how was your first official day?" She asked with a warm smile on her features. Ayuta smiled weakly.
"Quite tiring, who would have known you guys use so much plates?" She laughed weakly and Ichigo laughed with her.
"Ya we have plenty of customers, I never thought how many dishes we use!" She smiled.
Ayuta shook her head slowly. "A lot." She commented and showed Ichigo her wrinkly hands from being in water all day.
"Nya! They look like raisons!" She laughed.
Ayuta cocked her head. "Did you just say nya?" She asked confused.
Ichigo turned red. "Uh ya um I just saw that sometimes, um it uh is a bad habit hehe."
Ayuta gave her a curious look then smiled. "You're kind of strange, but I like you!" Ichigo gave her a nervous smile and laughed awkwardly.
Mint walked in between the two and glared at Ichigo before turning to Ayuta.
"I apologize for my friend's behavior," Mint leaned closer to Ayuta, "She's the wacko in this café." She whispered.
"What?" Ichigo asked fuming. "At least I care enough to work! You just sit there and drink tea the whole time!"
"Yes but I'm never late, Ichigo."
The two squabbled and Ayuta awkwardly inched away, bumping into Lettuce.
"Oh sorry, my bad." She held up her hands apologetically.
"No problem." Lettuce smiled at her. "So have you gotten used to coming to work here?"
Ayuta thought about the weird happenings that have been going on ever since she broke into the café. "Eh, sort of." She said, rubbing the back of her head.
"Well don't worry, you'll get used to those two eventually." She nodded her head toward the red faced Ichigo and the slightly annoyed Mint.
"Hopefully." Ayuta laughed and mint chuckled. Suddenly Pudding appeared behind Lettuce.
"They seem like enemies, but secretly there really good friends, na-no-da!" She said, her sweet voice danced around Ayuta. It made her smile.
Ichigo and Mint turned toward Pudding. "NOT TRUE!" They both yelled, and then looked back at each other, angry veins pulsing on each other's forehead. Pudding Lettuce and Ayuta laughed. Ayuta turned toward Zakuro, leaning against the wall across the room, arms folded.
Ayuta walked up to her, feeling the dream didn't match her hard outer shell. She wouldn't comfort her and hold her, No this girl didn't seem to be the type to care much. Her face fell a bit. Zakuro looked at Ayuta and her hard eyes hinted pity again. "But then why am I seeing that in her eyes every time she looks at me?" She wondered. She walked closer to the girl.
"So." Ayuta started. "Is it fun working here?" She asked, hoping to possibly start a conversation with the girl. Zakuro looked at Ayuta, the pity slowly dissolving. She pushed herself off the wall and without a word walked up stairs to leave. Ayuta stared after her and felt sadness blanket her features.
She then realized the room had grown quiet, Mint and Ichigos fighting silenced. She turned around and all the girls were looking at Ayuta. She hid her face behind her bangs.
"I think I'll go change now." She simply said and walked into the lockers to do exactly that.
Ayuta waved goodbye to the girls in front of the café and started walking home. She had changed into a casual red dress, it reached to her ankles and she wore black shoes. Her blonde hair flowed down her back and touched her waist; her bright blue eyes squinted through the darkening night. She was walking through a pretty park, on her way to her apartment. The sun couldn't be seen anymore, just a slight light illuminating a small section in the sky, the dark purples and yellows dissolving into the grey night.
Ayuta gripped her arms, shivering slightly as a breeze blew her hair and moved her dress.
Ayuta could see the top of the apartments; she was not too far away when she heard a shuffle in the bushes next to her. She turned her head slightly, pausing. Nothing moved. Ayuta continued walking but felt like someone was watching her. Ayuta quickened her pace and saw the apartments a couple blocks away.
Ayuta reached the doors of the apartments, and looked left to right to make sure no one was watching. When she confirmed that the streets were clear, she jerked the door open and slipped inside. The lobby was deserted, as usual. She walked behind the dusty counter and grabbed her room's keys. She walked up the stairs and stopped at the third floor. She walked across the silent hallway and stopped at room 191. She pushed the golden key in and turned, pushing hard on the door. It opened with force and she walked in and closed it behind her, locking it again. She placed the keys on her table and walked into the small kitchen, opening the cabinets. She grabbed a pop tart and looked at the remaining food.
"Damm, I'm running low again." She thought to herself as she saw she only had a couple of oranges, two poptarts, and a muffin left. She closed the cabinet and plopped down on the couch, glancing out the window. She sat in silence, the munching of her poptart the only sound she heard. "Mom, Dad, where are you?" She whispered into the empty room. It didn't answer. Ayuta finished her poptart and continued staring out the window. "Tomorrow's my birthday; my only wish is for you to find me…." She whispered again.
Ayuta looked around the dusty room. How long had she stayed here? She got up and went to the calendar on the wall that she had stolen. Oh ya, three years. The calendar clearly said in red ink, "THREE YEARS" Ayuta marked off another day, looking at the circled date which was tomorrow. "Another lonely birthday…." She mumbled. No that wasn't true; she had the girls at the café. But they would never know the level of loneliness she felt, the sadness she felt. They all had loving parents, parents that took them out for dinner on their birthdays, or gave them presents. "They will never know…" She whispered, tears dropping off her chin onto the tiled floor.
"Baka!" She hissed, wiping the tears away. "Do not cry! They didn't want you, they left you! Don't wish for them to come back!" She made fists at her side and cried angry tears, her face hidden by her bangs.
Ayuta crawled into her cold bed, and gripped the pillow close to her. "They left you, didn't care…" She told herself, closing her eyes and fell into a dream that told her sad life story.
Ayuta stood in the middle of her grandma's house, an unhappy expression on her beautiful face.
"What's wrong child?" Her grandma asked, rocking in her green rocking chair across the room.
"I want mommy and daddy, not you!" She screamed, spitting out the word 'you', and ran into her room, slamming the door behind her. Her grandma stopped rocking in her chair and solemnly looked at a picture of a blonde middle aged woman hugging a dark haired man; they were about the same age.
She sighed. "Amy, where did you go?" She asked the picture.
Time fast-forwarded and a young Ayuta, about the age of thirteen, stood in front of burnt rubble that used to be a house. Rain poured down on the dyeing flames as firefighters tried recovering anything that had possibly made it through the fire. She stood, soaked to the bone, crying her eyes out. She stood there for hours, just looking at the rubble. A firefighter came up to her and showed her a picture of a blonde middle aged woman hugging a dark haired man.
"This made it through the fire, do you want it?" He asked her. She stared at the picture, more tears spilling over. But these tears were angry tears. She grabbed the picture from the man's hands and threw it as hard as she could onto the ground. The glass shattered and the happy smiling couple's faces were slowly blending together from the rain. The girl turned from the stunned man and ran as fast as she could away from her past life.
Time fast-forwarded again, and Ayuta found herself in front of an old abandoned apartment. She had been living on the streets for a couple of weeks, and would kill for a bed. She easily cut the old rusty chains to the front door and went inside; the place was dusty but had a cozy feel to it. Ayuta grabbed a random key and went to the room that was encrypted onto it. She went to the third floor and carefully inserted the key. She gave the door a little shove and it opened. She walked into the room and closed the door behind her. She looked around at the place she would be living for a while. Her new home
Ayuta quietly cried into her pillow, her dream sad and disturbing for she had had the same dream for months now, unable to dream of anything else. Her sad life replayed in her mind every night, and every night she felt unwanted.
newmew: LONG
Kisshu: very. And looks like readers are starting to get warmed up to 'forgive the lonely' eh?
newmew: Mhm but I'm working hard on this one to! *poutz*
Kisshu: Ya what's up guys! Review!
Ichigo: you better do it, or he'll come after you. Trust me.
Ayuta: HEY why am I so emo in this chap?
newmew: who let you in here?
Kisshu: me.
newmew: you have no shame.
Ichigo: nope he really doesn't
Ayuta: *sweat drops* hey Kisshu stop stalking me!
Kisshu: *innocent look* what? Not me!
Ichigo: LIAR! *hits Kisshu in the face with pan*
Kisshu: X.X
Ayuta: ...*shrugs* review!
Kisshu: *comes back to life* OR ILL GET YOU! *gets hit with pan again*
Ichigo: STAY DOWN!
newmew: more reviews and I'll update faster!
Ayuta: aw the next chaps sad...er...