Hi all a few points to make. Yes they are ENGLISH NAMES because as I say every time I can't call a person pudding or pie yes I know Tarb spells brat and your point it what? We all know he is one. As for Dren meaning nerd…well I wear glasses and get decent marks… again what's your point? Enough said, I don't own Tokyo mew mew or mew mew power depending what you watched. This fic is a DREN AND ZOEY fic got that clear? Yes I know this chaps gonna annoy you I'm sorry.
"Sardon! You idiot! You know that it takes time to get use to teleporting!"
Zoey heard Dren's words as though through water. Everything around her was spinning and she held her stomach before violently losing everything she'd been holding in it. She didn't hear it splatter but she dully registered arms wrapping around her body and a soft warmth travelling through her. As her stomach settled, she lent against the person behind her, eyes shut and feeling the sickness leaving slowly until she felt better, if still weak.
"Easy Kitten." Zoey opened her eyes and glanced at the person holding her. Dren's warm eyes held her's. They were filled with a faint trace of anger at Sardon and a deep worry.
"Wh-" She started to say only to be forced to stop by the horrible coughing that wracked her body. Dren's arms pulled her closer as she curled up against him and drifted to sleep.
"Sardon, why the fuck did you bring her here?"
Sardon smiled and looked around. The world they were in didn't seem to be livable. Large chunks of buildings flew around and the sky swirled with random colours. Sardon glanced at the outraged prince as he knelt on the ground, holding the sleeping cat girl to his body in a protective manner.
"Because here she will cause the least trouble and also from here I can study her. I am working on a theory and if it is correct we might not have to take over Earth but I need to see if its correct."
Dren sighed and noted Zoey's body shivering ever so slightly. "If she doesn't die here first."
Sardon vanished, leaving Dren holding the shivering girl to keep her warm. A few moments later Sardon returned with a bag and a blanket that looked suspiciously like it had been pulled off Zoey's bed. He handed these to Dren.
"Here, this will help keep her warm." Dren took the blanket and wrapped it around her body, as she slept on.
Zoey opened her eyes slowly and was aware of her warm blanket wrapped around her. She smiled and buried her face into it. 'All a dream.' She thought to herself. A gentle hand traced her face which changed her mind but not as solidly as when she heard Dren's voice whispering softly near her ear.
"Hey there kitty-cat." Zoey jumped. Dren's arms were wrapped around her and pulled her back as she nearly fell off the block of land they where on. Zoey's eyes widened in fear and she moved back.
"Where am I?" She asked, voice rising as hysteria took over. Dren's finger tips felt warm as they pressed against her right temple.
"Calm down." His words and tone where soothing, and soft comforting warmth came from his fingers and numbed her mind so she could look around and see where she was.
The sky was a swirling mass of colour and the only thing to break it was the random chunks of land that moved around, some of these seemed to be parts of ancient buildings.
"Where am I?" The fear was in her voice though calmed slightly. Dren's arms wrapped around her and pulled her closer against his chest so that even through her blanket and clothes, she could feel his body, pressed so tightly against hers. His voice was soft when he spoke to her. Warm breath passing softly over her cheek as he rested his chin on her shoulder, arm wrapped around her so that she was surrounded by the smell and feel of him.
"This? This is Caldera." He said it with a faint trace of affection in his voice, as though it held special meaning to him.
"What's Caldera?"
Dren's arms tightened around her, pulling her closer against him as he lent back onto something, one hand left her side and she tensed as it trailed up her body. Even through her thick blanket from home, she could feel the warmth of his touch and unbidden the desire to feel his hands in other places rose up in her body. She shivered as his hand pulled her hair away from her neck, leaving it exposed to his mouth. Lips brushing across her skin and creating waves of heat to travel through her body.
"Caldera, Caldera was once a beautiful palace, set in a dimension of it's own that only the cyniclon could enter. It was the most amazing of places. It was a large white marble building. It was large but it's beauty was unrivaled."
Zoey shivered again. Just hearing him talk so softly made her mind wonder what else he could do with his voice. Slowly her mind trailed off, so lost in just hearing him she didn't notice what he was saying.
"Zoey." His voice was breathy and she shut her eyes. Unbidden the image of him trailing his lips over her body rushed into her head and she jumped, feeling his warm hand slide down her arms and wrap around her waist.
"What where you thinking about?" Zoey felt heat move over her again.
"Nothing" She answered too quickly and cursed silently as Dren laughed softly, his body shaking with the poorly concealed laughter.
He spoke gently. "I highly doubt it was nothing Kitten."
Zoey fought the urge to moan as his hand moved up over the blanket. "Why did you bring me here?"
Dren sighed, hands stilling as he fell silent for a moment. Sardon chose that moment to appear in thin air, hovering over the edge of space.
"Come here Mew." Zoey tensed and moved away.
"What do you want?"
Sardon sighed, clearly frustrated with the girl. "I want a blood sample, come here."
Zoey struggled only to feel Dren's arms tighten around her.
"Hush Kitten, it won't hurt."
Zoey struggled even harder against Dren, and was furious when she realized that the cyniclon boy was stronger then her, that and her blanket had her wrapped in a rather safe but restricting cocoon.
"Don't touch me." She hissed at Sardon who sighed and sank down so he was kneeling next to her.
"It's not like your crude forms of blood taking I promise."
Zoey glared, putting all her hatred into one glare. "I don't hold much to your word alien."
Sardon frowned as Dren whispered softly into her hair. "We are many things but a Cyniclon will never lie."
Zoey shivered as he pulled her tighter to him and moved away from her neck. Her eyes were locked fearfully on Sardon who withdrew a strange looking device and placed it on her neck, she struggled and it slipped.
"Hold still Mew Cat or I will have to restrain you forcibly."
Zoey swallowed as the older cyniclon moved to press the device on her again. she struggled harder desperate to prevent them from taking her blood. Sardon sighed.
"Alright Mew Cat. No more warnings." Zoey shivered as Sardon moved faster then her eyes could follow and straddled her hips. Fear rocked through her as he forcefully grabbed her chin and forced the device against her throat. She yelped at the ice feel of it and heard Dren's voice telling Sardon to stop as darkness hurried over her vision.
