Angel's Note: 1. woop we have days-off cuz of some awesome storms so im freeee~ 8D
2. as how it seemed to go for me, i wanted to add ANOTHER scene, but if i did it wouldve been SO long, so whatever. its just, non-Kisshu scenes bore me but whutcha gonna do, he cant be in each one right? even though he was the only reason why i watched TMM. (like really, if he wasnt there I wouldnt have THOUGHT of watching the thing.)
3. enjoy!
Unexpected
Chapter four: Ichigo's friends are my friends
"Ichigo! Ichigo don't you wanna have breakfast?" Sakura yelled from the kitchen, standing next to the table and pouring orange juice in three cups.
Ichigo's mother had to wait three minutes to see her child slouching her way to the chamber. She wouldn't have noticed her entrance if it wasn't for her slippers' swish. Sakura looked up from the table towards her daughter and raised an eyebrow at the sight of her lazily backing the chair out and slumping into it with a loud thump.
"Ohayō..." Ichigo murmured, just before her head fell on the table shaking every single plate and glass cup.
Sakura just stared at the girl with the red hair –which was in absolute disarray- with complete shock as she lifted her head back up again and gazed at the table with half-open eyes. If she didn't know any better she would have thought the girl didn't like what was in front of her; which was one of her most favorite food.
"You sick, Ichigo?" Her mother inquired walking to her. She placed a hand on her kid's forehead in order to take an approximate measure of her temperature.
"I'm fine, mum. I'm just tired; I couldn't sleep at all last night." She assured her, grabbing her wrist lowering her hand.
Sakura crossed her arms and contemplated her daughter with worried eyes; she was still in her pajamas and she wasn't able to refrain herself from letting out a yawn every five seconds. She wasn't even hungry; she only used the fork to play with her food.
"Oh, you weren't feeling well, sweetie?" She asked, drawing out a chair and sitting down next to the redhead.
Ichigo twitched, something her mother found strange. She couldn't make out her expression, for her face was so low that half her face was hidden behind her messy hair. She raised it slowly, only to reveal a dark visage that took her mother by surprise.
"No. Nightmares." She shot, as her grip on her fork tightened.
"Oh. Well, you know honey, you can always stay home if you're not feeling well, or at least wait till you feel better. I don't think you're gonna miss something that important..." Sakura advised, caressing her daughter's hand and taking one of the cups to put it in front of Ichigo on the table.
The redhead gave the glass an empty stare before reaching it and encircling the thing with her fingers.
"Yeah, me ne—" Ichigo paused mid-sentence, letting go of the glass bit by bit.
"Hey Ikisatashi, have you seen Momomiya-san today?" Aoyama inquires, approaching the green-haired alien who attends Ichigo's class.
Hearing Aoyama's voice, Kisshu's eyebrows furrow with jealousy. "I haven't."
Aoyama nods and looks down, eyes glistening with concern. "What if she's sick? I'm worried about her." He admits, then looks back up at the alien worriedly. And to Aoyama's surprise, Kisshu's face brightens up in a wicked smirk as he places his hands on his waist.
"Hmm...She looked pretty fine when I saw her last night before she went to sleep." He wonders out loud, only to startle the boy in front of him who was dumbfounded with an 'O' shaped mouth occupying the majority of his face.
"You...were with Ichigo when she went to sleep?" His question comes out as if he was too afraid to ask such thing.
Kisshu's grin widens. "Of course, didn't she tell you? We have a history together." He declares casually, destroying all of Aoyama's conjectures about the alien. Seeing the dark-haired boy's hesitation and confusion only make the alien seem more satisfied.
"H-how do you two know each other? When was that?" He interrogates, hands clutched tightly by his sides.
"I'm not from this planet. I came here in order to eradicate you humans. But Ichigo, with her amazing Mew-Mew powers and, not to forget, her dashing beauty, was able to put a stop to my evil actions and enthrall me till I was completely captivated by her. She thought the same about me too." He finishes proudly, face up looking down at the human.
"Ichigo...is a Mew-Mew?" Aoyama asks, hands beginning to shake.
"Of course, she didn't tell you? Hell, even Shirogane Ryō knows!" Kisshu mocks, allowing a laugh to escape his lips.
"No. It can't be..." Aoyama mutters, head over heels traumatized. "I was even planning to ask her to be my girlfriend..."
The alien points at the human and bursts out laughing, something that makes Masaya take deeper breaths and fix his cold gaze on the boy laughing at his face.
"Well, believe it lover-boy, it's hopeless for you!" Kisshu taunts between laughs. "Oh how much I loved the taste of her lips in that kiss!"
Kiss...
Kiss...
Ichigo's eyebrows curved up to show terrified brown eyes which were totally staring at nothing while her mind was wandering somewhere between those thoughts.
What if Kisshu discloses my identity when I'm not around? Which comes second to 'what if he told Aoyama-kun about that kiss'?! Ichigo panicked, ignoring her mother's calls who was waving in front of her face.
Or what if...
"AHAHAHAHA! No one's here to save you human! Wanna leave Ichigo now, worthless being?!" kisshu inquires laughing drastically, flying in front of Aoyama who is hopelessly captured by a plant-like Chimera Anima. His pointy fangs are barely shining compared to his piercing menacing golden eyes. The creature is squeezing Masaya so hard that he starts having difficulty in speaking.
"N-no way...I will always...always love...Ichigo no matter...what happens..." Masaya answers, trying as much as he can to stay conscious and ignore the plants pressing against his chest tightly to stop his breathing.
Aoyama's words don't help him at all in relieving the pain for they only make the alien even angrier and summon his dragon swords in his hands.
"Temee!" He shouts, grasping the blades tighter. "Ichigo is mine!" He lifts his hand up and swings down the sword to meet the helpless human's chest. "Die!"
And the picture of Kisshu stabbing Aoyama to death popped Ichigo's frightening bubble of imagination.
"Ichigo?"
"NOOOOOOO!" The girl stood up at once slamming her hands on the table and knocking over the chair behind her. She was moving her head from left to right as if she was trying to erase the idea from the air with her nose. Sakura, taken aback by her daughter's sudden and unexpected cry, couldn't help but to fully lay back away from the petite.
"I have to go to school!" Ichigo exclaimed cupping her cheeks in fear and running away from the kitchen and to the stairs towards her room.
Sakura only blinked; she didn't know whether it was her who didn't fathom what just happened or that Ichigo was being unusually mysterious.
"O-okay…" Was what she managed to say.
o-o-o
Ichigo's grip on her bag tightened as she pondered about the upcoming journey waiting for her. As always, she was walking to school, and that gave her enough time to think about all the possibilities of this day. Every time she thought she got the worst idea, something worse pops in her head. As much as she tried, she couldn't ignore the unbearable anxiety growing bigger within her.
"Ughh what should I do!" She whined taking hold of her head as if it was going to fall off.
She sighed and stopped in front of a red passers' light on the pavement, waiting until the road clears out from the speeding cars.
"Ohayō! Ichigo!" The familiar voice of her friend awoke her from her thoughts and made her turn around to see her friend waving while running, then crouching down to take deep breaths out of exhaustion.
"M-Moe, Miwa..." Ichigo acknowledged, somewhat startled to see her best friends.
"Ohayō gozaimashita." The brown-haired girl greeted, allowing a smile on her face.
The redhead only stared at her friends hesitantly; she didn't know exactly what to say for everything she was thinking about was totally off-limits. She soon found herself walking along with her friends as the lights turned green again.
"What's got into you yesterday? Showing up late and leaving in the middle of the day?" Moe asked crossing her arms, stepping in front of the redhead to face her when they finally crossed the street to security. Miwa soon joined after the blonde but with a more worried innocent face. "Were you sick, Ichigo?"
Ichigo paused and bit her lip. She never took into account what she was telling her friends. Great, what now?
The redhead wavered about what she should tell them; a lot of excuses ran through her mind.
"A-ano...it's nothing! I was tired and wasn't feeling well, that's all! Ehehe...!" She said scratching the back of her head awkwardly. It wasn't as if she was lying; that was the truth.
The two girls looked at each other and nodded; a silent agreement to let this subject go. They carried on with their way silently, until the silence was broken by the same blonde.
"So, what do you think of the new guy in our class?" She asked randomly, shifting her gaze towards her classmates. Miwa seemed to consider her friend's question before answering.
"Well, I don't like to judge a book by its cover but..." She started, placing a finger by her mouth in a clear way to show she didn't know how to put her thoughts into words. "...I think he looks a bit strange, I mean, something looks different about him, his clothes are so weird and his skin is so pale...you know? But then again that may be the effect of his old town."
"Aww really? I don't know I didn't notice that, his clothes did seem odd though. Call me weird but I found him kawaii!" She exclaimed, trying to hide the giggle with her fingers. "Ne Ichigo, what do you think?" She poked her shoulder, staring at her straight in the eyes.
Taken aback, Ichigo took a step back as she saw Moe's eyes fix on hers. She scratched the back of her head again –not actually knowing what the two were talking about- and tried to laugh her way out. However, you can never avoid a question with just a giggle.
"Come again?" She questioned, paying more attention to her friend.
Moe's frown deepened as she crossed her arms again and puffed her cheeks in annoyance. "What's wrong? You're off today, Ichigo." Her face softened in concern. "You okay?"
"H-hai hai!" Ichigo confirmed, waving at her. "Just lack of sleep."
Both girls standing next to her remained silent, taking their usual path to their school. However for Ichigo, she was way far from being calm on the inside; she was panicking even more every time they got closer to their destination. And as soon as the building was in sight, her heart beating accelerated. How could she face Kisshu? What was he possibly going to do there? What if he encountered Aoyama again?
"Anyways, what do you think of Ikisatashi-san, Ichigo?" Moe repeated, curiosity illuminating her eyes.
Oh how much the redhead wanted to spit the truth all out; starting with his perverted rudeness and how he had invaded her personal space, and ending with his sick goal of eradicating them humans. She compressed all of that within herself, and made the real effort to think of something proper or, decent to say about the boy she wasn't supposed to be acquainted with.
"He obviously doesn't fit in our school and he should leave." Was Ichigo's best answer she could come up with. A question mark popped above her best friends' heads as they stopped and were left behind the redhead who continued her walk ever so normally. Miwa was the first to recover.
"Why's that? Don't you think that's kind of mean, Ichigo?" She said placing a hand on her shoulder.
Ichigo was out of words, these girls wouldn't ever understand what she was going through.
"I say," Moe started, closing her eyes and lifting an "'I-got-it"' index next to her face. "...Ichigo is lying."
The two others just stared waiting for her to continue, especially Ichigo whose eyes were wide open at her friend's declaration.
"What do you mean, Moe?" Miwa inquired, quite interested.
"Oh please, we all saw how Ichigo reacted when she first saw Ikisatashi-san enter the class. Not to mention she was the one who volunteered to show him around. Plus," She took a deep breath, drawing closer towards the girls. "...I saw Ikisatashi-san stop by her desk and whisper something to her. And that means one thing," Her face lit up in a smirk, finally coming to a conclusion. "...you like him!"
Ichigo almost lost her balance after hearing her friend's fallacious reasoning. And the fact that she almost thought Moe got it. She didn't know if she should be relieved or actually offended.
"NOOOO that's totally not iiit!" Ichigo exclaimed, hands up in a defensive way. "I-I just remembered I had something to do! And and, he just told me my shoes were untied! And I didn't volunteer! I happened to have real bad luck!" She whined head hanging over her shoulders. Getting a way out, she snapped her face up crossing her fingers together and letting her eyes sparkle as ever. "Besides! I like Aoyama-kun! A-o-ya-ma-kuuun!" She added, hoping the two would find that a good excuse.
"Or maybe that's what you want us to think!" Moe whispered doubtfully, raising an eyebrow.
"Guys, can we please stop talking about Kisshu?" She begged pouting.
"Oh so you're on a first name basis now?" Miwa spoke before laughing, Moe soon joined after her.
By the time they stopped, they had already arrived to school. Ichigo was the first to change her shoes and place them in a cabinet, and before she headed to class, Moe's voice stopped her once again.
"Oh yeah, speaking of Aoyama-kun, guess who was the first to ask about a certain redhead that didn't show up yesterday." She uttered playfully, elbowing Ichigo.
"I heard he even called you?" Miwa added, moving closer to Ichigo.
The cat-girl felt a blush paint itself on her cheeks. And her friends' giggles were a proof enough of that.
"Hey you guys! Really?" She muttered shyly, looking down while walking to prevent anyone from seeing her red face.
"Well yeah! He obviously likes you!" They both yelled in unison, and Ichigo timidly smiled.
Seeing they arrived to their class, Ichigo made her way towards her desk and sat in her seat, heaving a sigh to calm herself from the little excitement that submerged her two minutes ago.
She looked to her left at the place Kisshu was seated. She couldn't describe the happiness she felt when she saw he wasn't there. She was still hanging on to the little hope of him actually not appearing ever again in her school. But that doesn't settle it yet... She thought, checking the watch on her wrist to see how much time there was left for the class to start before looking back at his seat.
Ten minutes...
"Looking for someone?" Moe asked turning towards her in the seat in front of her. She had that annoying playful grin on her face which made Ichigo frown and look away.
"No." She shot closing her eyes.
"I wonder how his hair looks from the back." Her friend wondered out loud, resting her face on her palm.
"How come he doesn't have to wear a uniform though?" It was the brown-haired girl's turn to wonder from the seat right on Ichigo's left.
"As if I'd know and care." The redhead answered, and Moe just shrugged.
The girl kept her gaze on the door, examining every student entering and leaving. She really really really hoped he wouldn't show up.
Ichigo silently gasped when she felt vibration on her waist. She moved her hand towards her pocket to grab her phone, but she hadn't the slightest idea that it could be Masha who flew up just enough to attract Ichigo's attention without making himself visible to any other student.
"Ichigo! Alien! Alien!" He whispered, and Ichigo's eyes sprang upwards to the door.
"Ohayō, Koneko-chan." The playful voice she feared of appearing reverberated in her ear. She immediately turned around when she felt an arm rest on her shoulders.
"Kisshu!" She exclaimed jerking back, which alerted her friend in front of her.
"Oh, Ikisatashi-san! I didn't see you enter..." Moe said pointing at the door and turning towards Miwa who shared her same perplexed face.
"Oh were you waiting for me?" He queried, raising a green impressed eyebrow. He bent down to Ichigo's level and rested his elbow on the back of her chair, which made said-girl throw him dirty looks out of the corner of her eyes.
The blonde only waved and laughed, accepting the alien's joke which for her was only a way to start a conversation and therefore a friendship. "No no, you just popped out of nowhere as if you just...magically appeared in here."
Someone pressed her panick button for Ichigo suddenly began to tense. How could Kisshu be this careless to teleport himself in this class without using the door? True, it was his nature, but he should at least start acting like a human now that he was supposed to be one.
"Oh, did I?" Was his only response before straightening up again and letting out a chuckle. "It's okay, my heart already belongs to someone else anyways." He spoke before winking at the redhead.
Both her friends exchanged an amazement look, which made Ichigo's face literally go red. He went there. He actually went there. She couldn't deny anything now, especially to her friends. Was he planning to tell everyone that and embarrass her? What if Aoyama knew about that? Her friends' girly giggles only made it worse, she couldn't stop the clear manifestation of embarrassment on her face.
"Oh, we forgot to introduce ourselves, Ikisatashi-san," Miwa smiled and spoke from her seat. She pointed at herself then at her blonde friend. "I'm Miwa and this is Moe, we're Ichigo's best friends."
Kisshu looked from one girl to the other, taking in their names that he was obligated to memorize.
"Oh, I see the beauties only hang out with the beauties. I'm so glad to meet you. Ichigo's friends are my friends." He commented, and the girls allowed a blush as they giggled. "And ladies please, you can call me Kisshu." He smiled ever so innocently, Moe and Miwa wouldn't have taken their eyes off his genuine grin if the bell hadn't rung announcing the beginning of the class.
Kisshu made his way towards his desk, one seat separating his and Miwa's, but of course not before caressing Ichigo's hair playfully. He sat down and…slept?
Ichigo blinked.
Was he sleeping during the whole class? Where was his plan? When was he going to begin with it? Was there a plan in the first place? He didn't sign up just to make her life more miserable did he? He had to have a plan…right?
Ichigo realized something after having these deliberations; she wanted Kisshu to have a plan; something to kill them. If he didn't, then that only meant he wasn't going to leave anytime soon. Which was totally a disaster. She hated it. She hated how she couldn't do anything about it. To others, he hadn't done anything worth scolding for yet. She couldn't help but to keep her hand close to her pocket, where her metamorphosis charm was kept.
"Kisshu-kun is so kawaii, ne!" Moe whispered in front of her, looking towards –where Ichigo guessed- Kisshu.
She gave no reply. If she did, she knew it wouldn't be pretty. She still couldn't believe what was happening. Kisshu attending her school. Befriending her friends. What the hell was he thinking about? He wasn't going to hang out with her now was he? If he was waiting for the moment she lets her guard down then he was going to wait forever. She wouldn't let him do what he came here to do. She will find out his plan, and when she does, she is immediately going to end it.
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