Melody Mew Mews
Chapter 8
Hatred among friends, the fire fans.

Amidst pillows of blue and blankets of white, Crystal was sprawled on her bed with a contemplative look on her face. What was going on with her? How come when ever she looked at Saline's bright face she felt a fire burn in her gut? She scowled. With swift movement she threw one of her satin pillows at her window; it bounced off and landed safely on the carpet. She was angry, she was irritated she was. . . Irked. Yes, irked. As silly as the word sounded it completely satisfied the full capacity of her emotions. Her tan fingers ran through her long, silky black hair as she looked at herself through her full length mirror. She grumbled at her slight muffin top and her round, childish face. " Ugh!" She threw another felt so ugly, inside and out. The intensity of her feelings baffled her but worst of all she had unwisely displayed her fervid feelings to Angelica and Marissa, her two best friends. Well, Marissa was her best friend, Angelica was just a friend. . .or more like an annoyance.

Now the two would probably yap to Saline about everything and they would all turn against her and she would have to resort to wearing her blue anti-social jacket all over again. Her life would spiral into a complete replay of 4rth grade and that was NOT a road she was going to go down again. No, she would just have to gather them onto her side, that was all. Crystal rolled her eyes at her thought process. They wouldn't turn their backs on Saline-she was practically gold in their eyes, an innocent and typical 13 year old girl. But Crystal knew better, being her best friend for three years now; she had a complete 360 personality hidden behind her happy-go-lucky exterior and it wasn't very pleasant. In fact, she had never noticed it before until a month ago; when they had become mew mews. Something in her mind kept filling her thoughts with doubt towards the pink mew and slowly she had succumbed to the state she was now; loathing and ticked. But the truth was, she didn't like it and inside it made her hurt. Worst of all there was no one else who felt the same way she did. . .

Of course there is.

" What?" Crystal turned to her door but found it closed. Her eyes widened. . .perhaps it had been her imagination.

There's always someone. . .Crystal bounced straight into the air and screamed. Her back hit the wall as her head snapped side to side trying to find the source of the voice.

Don't fear. . .

How could she not fear? Crystal slightly whimpered as her breaths became shallow; she was now officially scared. First the drama with Saline and now she was hearing voice? Someone call the men in white. . .

Isn't there anyone else who can support you?

" AHHHH!" Crystal shrieked, palms smacked against her ears as she began screeching. " OK, NOW SHAWTY HIGH YELLOW, SHAWTY EYES BROWN, SHAWTY SO GOLD AND SO IS MY CROWN! COLOR ME BAD!"

Listen. . .And then the voice faded out. Crystal let go of her ears and fell silent.

" I'm tired. . .yeah that's it." Head suddenly light and eyes droopy, she was convinced it was all a trick of her mind. As she was about to drift off to sleep a sudden thought broke through her exhaustion. There was someone who didn't seem quite taken with Saline, and she had no doubt that that person would agree to getting rid of the .

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The sun began to creep behind the mass of trees; shades of orange and scarlet sinking into gaps between the leaves. In an hour night would fall and the warm Floridian musk would sink to allow cool, crisp air. Dustin could smell the faint scent of palm trees lingering in the air as he watched young elementary students scurry back to their apartments. Dustin picked up his pace, converses crunching the asphalt beneath his feet and avoiding stray toads along the way. He pulled out his cell phone and quickly went into his contacts, choosing a number he had been trying to get the nerve to call all day. Saline. His topaz eyes narrowed slightly as his thumb idly floated above the call button. He sighed, shook his wispy strands of dirty blonde hair and just stared at the beaming curly haired girl on the screen. He put the phone away and decided to call her later on at night, when he was sure she would be available. He turned the corner, running a hand on the brick wall beside him. Dustin came to an abrupt halt. A single dagger had plunged into the ground before him, a few inches of where his foot was about to land. Dustin back away slightly, face twisted in confusion and shock.

" Hey there Romeo!" A cocky voice rung out from above Dustin who tilted his head, only to have another dagger slice his cheek. Dustin's face grew alert and fearful. His feet maneuvered him back wards, against a truck.

" Huh. . .I didn't know my pretty kitty dated such weaklings." The voice jeered but didn't deter Dustin's fear. A green blur shot from above a street light, landing in front of where the dagger had landed on the ground. Dustin watched a pale hand pull out the long blade easily and soon stared into sinister, golden eyes. It was an older male with freakishly long ears and a very intimidating presence.

" Hello there. . ." The male smiled.

" You must be Dustin?"Dustin didn't respond and instead swiveled around the truck and sprinted the other direction. The green haired male immediately appeared in front of him.

" Did you just. . .teleport?!" Dustin meekly whimpered.

" Well, you're quiet observant." He replied sarcastically. " But I'm afraid such an intelligent mind has to go to waste.

' Did he just call me dumb?' Dustin thought. He was caught off guard and in the midst of shock hadn't even caught on that the male was going to kill him. The green haired teen held out his daggers threateningly.

" Don't worry. . .I'll put your grave directly next to Mew Brownies." Kisshu snarled.

He reeled back.

" Woh! What have I done to you?" Dustin grimaced.

" Now, don't take it personal." The golden eyed male shrugged. " It was bound to happen sooner or later."

He swung foreword and cutting Dustin's arm. Dustin grunted and held the wound, blood trickling through his shaking fingers. The green haired teen cackled, golden eyes widening in craze. The blade was directly above Dustin's forehead, prepared to crack the blonde's head open if it wasn't for a dark yellow streak of energy knocking the older teen to the side. Dustin slowly dropped to the ground; the blood loss getting to his head. The world shifted and blended into a blur as he felt his body collide with the warm asphalt below him. He could practically feel a thick oozing liquid form a puddle around him.

" What the hell?" Kisshu growled. He dangerously jumped back onto his feet and glared at the ball of yellow energy land in front of Dustin.

" And who exactly are you suppose to be?" Voice slightly disappointed at the yellow (not Pink, unfortunately) mew before him. She was petite, and very tan with a slick brown bob. Her dark round eyes looked confused.

" Um. . . What now. . ." She murmured to herself, staring in thought at her yellow ballet 's face fell blank; eyes bored and mouth in a slight pout. He sighed.

" I'm guessing you're new. . ." He monotonously said, hand on hip and the other loosely holding the dagger.

" New? Yeah. . .I'm new. . ." She blinked a couple of times. " New for. . .?"

" Let me just end your struggle now," Kisshu exhaled. " before your brain explodes."

" Hey!" The girls voice rose a few octaves. " I don't know who you think you are but you need to stop being a. . .a. . .a."

" A. . .?" Kisshu rolled his eyes.

" A. . .meany butt face!" The little girl shrieked, pointing a bare finger at him.

" How hold are you? Seven?" Kisshu analyzed her with passive eyes. " Eight?"

" I'm 13!" She fumed.

" 13?" He looked taken back, sizing her up once more. " A bit vertically challenged for a 13 year old don't you think?"

" AM NOT!"

" . . .and under developed. . ." He mumbled under his breath. " So what weird name do you have?"

" Name?"

" Yeah." He inspected her yellow clad outfit with mild interest. " Mew banana? Mew pear? Mew gumball?"

" Uh. . ." The little mew pondered. After a few seconds her face lit up. " No! I'm Mew sugar!"

" Sugar. . .how cute." Kisshu dead panned. " Look mew. . .sugar, why don't you call over your pretty kitty friend. You know, the one in pink."

Mew sugar puckered her lips. " Uh. . No. . .no, I don't know."

" Of course you don't." Voice lost of it's usual tease, Kisshu got his blade's in position to attack. " Just stand still."

He shot foreword once more, arm extended to the young girls helpless face. Throwing his arm back, prepared to rip the girls face in half, Kisshu once again got knocked away by a streak of energy. He stood up, face contorted with anger.

" How dare you attack an innocent boy and a defenseless young mew!" Mew Blueberry appeared, hands on her hips in a regal manner. " As earths protector I will punish you!"

" Trying to play leader, little birdie?" Kisshu sneered.

" I am the leader!" Crystal glowered, summoning her weapon.

" Right." Kisshu smirked, dashing foreword. His dagger almost pierced through Crystal's gut if the music of her flute hadn't of thrown him back. Kisshu appeared stunned as Crystal gave him an arrogant look.

" I'll admit you caught me off guard. . ." He grinned childishly, then swung at her leg. Crystal hopped back and her playing became faster and stronger. Mew sugar watched amazed with wide eyes.

" Mew sugar, take Dustin to Café Mew Mew." Her lips momentarily pulled off the flute.

" Where the heck's Café Mew Mew?!"

" The Plaza across from the movie theatre. I can't hold him back for long, so hurry up!"

" But that's like a three hour walk from here!!!" Mew sugar moaned but lifted Dustin anyways when Mew Blueberry turned her attention to the psycho alien.

" Come on Dustin." Mew sugar grunted as she began dragging him and Kisshu exchanged kicks, blows and bruises for a few more minutes but once Mew Sugar was out of earshot, Mew Blueberry spoke up.

" Wait!" She held out her hands defensively. " I have a proposition for you!"

" A proposition?"

" I know a way that you can get Saline."

" Oh really? Do you now?"

" Yes and I can guarantee when my plan follows through, she'll come groveling to you."

Kisshu raised an eyebrow as Crystal smirked.

" Well then, birdie, enlighten me."

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Wow, I haven't updated since August of last year. Geez, I was about to cry. I promise (yes I've said this countless times before) to try to update a lot. I've got my priorities straight this summer and I'm going to be very organized. Hopefully I can finish this story before school starts because then I REALLY can't update. I'll be a freshmen next year and I'm going to the IB program so there goes my free time down the drain. And I promise I'll fix the other chapters because believe me, I know they suck greatly.I'm just happy to be back right now and hope my past readers haven't given up on me =]. So I hope you've enjoyed and please review.

oh btw the song Crytsal sings. . .er shrieks is Colorful Cloths by Lil'Wayne.