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Alright, I haven't gotten many reviews, so I'm adding a little to the summary, hopefully that will help. At first I didn't want to reveal more of the plot, but I think I need to now.
Thank you everyone who has reviewed so far. You've kept me going, so here's a little something.
Another four pages, cause I just love this story. (For some reason...)
All words in this chapter in plain bold are sounds. Hey, It seemed right. Incase you haven't noticed, italic is various things. Voices in their head, emphasized words, flashbacks, dreams...
(Hint, hint, dearies.)
Oh! And all this chapter isall Ichigo's POV. Sorry if anyone wanted different...but it was needed. Um...Ryou is MENTIONED though...
Hey, it's a step up.
So without further ado...
VALEDICTION
Chapter 3 - Nightmare
Ichigo's POV
I think my parent's have noticed something went wrong. They'd have to be pretty dense not to.
I've stayed cooped up in my room for awhile, and mom came by to ask me if I was up to school tomorrow. I said I wasn't. She left shutting the door very slowly, all the while sending sympathetic looks in my direction. Thanks mom, but it's not helping.
She really does care. I remember that time she helped me cook for Masaya. I wonder if I should still call him by his given name. Perhaps Aoyama-san is more fitting now. But I think I will still call him Masaya, that way I can pretend none of that at the airport actually happened.
Or am I just blowing this whole thing out of proportion?
Once Minto told me I jump to conclusions too fast, and they're never right. Is that what was happening now? Perhaps, but I still can't shake this feeling of...dread. Now matter how wrong the conclusions I may inevitably come to, my gut feelings have never failed me. Whether it was about Masaya, or anything thing else for that matter, something was going to happen.
Something big.
And now the door's creaking open again. "Hey Dad," I murmur unenthusiastically.
"Y-you know Ichigo, some fresh air might help you. You should try getting out just a little." He speaks a bit nervously.
No offence to Dad, but he probably practiced that in front of Mom. She was probably the one who told him to say it. I love him, but he's not very good with situations like these. At my silence, he despondently turns to leave but I then startle him with my voice.
"Ok."
That gets him all excited. "Great Ichigo! I'll go tell your mother!"
What did I tell you?
I exit my room shakily; it's almost as if I haven't used my legs in months. I grab my cell phone before leaving, just in case.
Who will call you? a voice in my head asks. But I don't care. I need a stroll of some sort to calm myself.
I walk through the park, take a peek at the zoo, and then travel down a very familiar street. The one to the cafe. I know I'm speaking as if I haven't been there in years, but the life of a Mew Mew seems like a fairytale now. A paragon, almost. Truthfully, the last time I saw the cafe was about a week ago.
You would assume that after Deep Blue was defeated the cafe would shut down, no? Well, Akasaka-san couldn't bear to close it afterwards. He said it held many precious memories they should never lose. Minto, Rettasu, and Purin still worked there. Of course, Zakuro was a star, and she really was needed elsewhere. I quit too, though. I could tell the remaining girls were disappointed. Minto and Rettasu had the sense not to ask, but Purin was still too innocent for her own good.
"Why is Ichigo quitting, na no da?"
I stiffened, but I knew I had to say something.
"I admire Masaya very much. It seems so wonderful that he could go and study abroad. I want to pour myself into my studies, just like he does, and to do that I can't have a job. I have to study whenever I can."
The girls were silent, but Minto gave me skeptical look.
"Whatever makes you happy, Ichigo-san," Rettasu's voice pierced the somewhat uncomfortable stillness.
While thinking all of this, my body must've been following that familiar path, for now I was before the cafe. Can I even talk to them now? I abandoned them. And certainly if I could attend work I could attend school tomorrow. I sigh and continue walking, it's getting late, and no one is sure to be there except for Shirogane and Akasaka-san. And though Akasaka-san is nice, I really don't think I could deal with Shirogane right now. He'd just tease me, that jerk.
As I walk the long road home, I start to get really tired. Not just physically, but also in another sense, one hard to describe...like it was taking all I could do just to take a step forward.
As soon as I arrive in my room, ignoring my parent's comments, I collapse on the bed in slumber.
Still Ichigo's POV (Nightmare.)
Crack, crack.
That's the bones in my body.
Scrape, scrape.
Changing, moving, breaking.
Grrrr...
It's-taking-over-what-can-I-do-oh-it-hurts-it-hurts-but-theres-nothing-nothing-nothing-anyone-can-do-it-can't-be-stopped.
Drip, drop.
No...I didn't mean to...no...
NO-NO-NO.
Eeeeeeeeeeiik.
It's screaming...no...no...not my fault...
Drip, drop. Drip, drop. Drip, drop. Drip, drop.
Ichigo's POV (Normal.)
I shoot up in my bed. My head hurts, so I lie back down. As I'm about to close my eyes, something stops me.
Fear.
I don't really know why. Did something happen last night? I don't know. I don't...remember. I bring my right hand up to my head to stop it from pounding when I notice something.
Blood.
And it's not mine.
Hoorah! I hope this makes it more interesting.
And you thought it was just a love story. HA.
I haven't seen any stories like this, so I made one. Now you know my motive and a rough outline of my plot. Again...Hoorah!
