He couldn't say he was in a particularly bad mood. Certainly it was no different than how he usually felt. His eyes went to the pouch in his hand. Within it was something that would hopefully match the power the mews had. Footsteps drew Nobu's attention away from the pouch and he looked into the face of one of the mews.
"Found you," she said triumphantly.
"You were looking for me? Guess I should be flattered," Nobu retorted sarcastically.
The mew smiled.
"Sorry but you're not my type."
With that, she launched herself at him. Nobu leapt to the side, narrowly dodging her initial attack. He landed against a fence, only given enough time to dodge again. The mew, he realized, was fighting to kill. Nobu pressed the button on the bracelet circling his wrist. This turned the bracelet into a fingerless glove. The process was quick, giving Nobu a chance to send a fireball straight at the mew. Now it was her turn to dodge. But she didn't. Instead she brought forth a staff, the hard metal of it cutting through the flames.
"How do you sleep at night knowing you're a murderer?" she asked.
Nobu grinned.
"I sleep fine. Granted I don't always sleep alone but it still counts as peaceful."
Nobu tilted his head to the side.
"How about you? How do you sleep knowing everyone in Japan hates you?"
It was the mew's turn to smile.
"I sleep fine. Granted I don't always sleep alone," she taunted, spitting his words back at him.
For some reason, coming from her mouth made them seem far more deadly which really pissed Nobu off. He charged forward, fire gathering at his finger tips. The mew braced herself, hands tightening on her staff. In one motion, when Nobu was staff length away, she slammed it into his face, knocking him back but not before he threw another ball of fire which caught the bare skin of her leg as well as the end of her skirt. Nobu slammed into the fence and slid unconscious to the ground. Kei stepped from the shadows of the alley.
"Just in time," he said.
He glanced at Ariha.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. Nothing too serious," she replied, sitting on the curb and observing her burns.
Kei pulled the pouch from Nobu's pocket.
"Should we leave him here?" he asked.
Ariha stood.
"Maybe we should just move him to the middle of the stre-"
"Ariha," Kei scolded.
Ariha sighed, crossing her arms and pouting.
"Fine," she said.
Kei smirked before he turned his attention to his phone.
"Haru? We've got it."


"We've got it."
As soon as Kei had said that, Haru practically deflated. He flopped down into his desk chair which alarmed Misha at first.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
Haru just smiled at her before pulling her into his lap.
"Things are going our way for once," he said.
"Weren't they always?" Misha asked, genuinely confused.
Haru didn't answer. Instead, he just kissed her.
"I love you, Misha," he whispered.
Misha snuggled against him.
"I love you too," she said.
Neither noticed Ahsim standing in the shadows of the doorway. He retreated silently up the stairs, cutting through the kitchen into the living room.
"Hey Squirt, do you know where the remote went?" Ana inquired.
She was searching the cushions.
"Do I look like I have all the answers?" he snapped.
Ana looked at him, slightly glaring.
"Excuse me?" she asked.
Ahsim would have kept walking but Ana, realizing he intended to ignore her, leapt over the other couch and landed in front of him, blocking the staircase.
"Move," Ahsim ordered.
He could barely hide his anger.
"Make me," Ana challenged.
Ahsim snapped then, lunging at Ana. He caught her off guard for once and managed to push her down. Ana fell into the glass table behind the couch that Kei used to hold weapons in case someone attacked the house and he didn't have time to get to the room. Ahsim didn't bother to stick around to examine the damage. The second he heard Hachi's door open, he bolted, running out the door and into the streets.


Taykoe stared at the clouds as they passed overhead. She'd been looking for Kei for the good part of three hours and was about two bus rides and a train away from the house. Even worse, she was out of cash. Sadly, she was probably going to end up transforming in order to get home. For all her troubles, she had no clue where Kei was. Taykoe sighed and laid her head back. She should have thought things out instead of charging head first into something.
"I guess it's not just Ana," she mumbled.
Her phone rang, belting out the chorus of Get It While You Can . Taykoe pulled it out of her pocket.
"Hello?"


"Easy damn you!" Ana yelled at the doctor.
She flinched as he pulled another shard from her back. Hachi stood against the far wall, watching. Ana focused on her, imagining Hachi's head exploding under her gaze. Of course, she found that a bit unfair and focused on turning Hachi's face into Ahsim's. Once she succeeded with that, she imagined that Ahsim's head exploded which brought a smile to her face.
"Uh, Doctor, she's smiling at me," Hachi said nervously.
"Probably the anesthetic kicking in," the doctor replied.
Ana rolled her eyes. Anesthetic, sure.


Ahsim found himself on a bridge, staring over the traffic. Oh, Ana was going to kill him. Ahsim sighed, leaning heavily against the railing.
"Why so glum, chum?"
Ahsim nearly had a heart attack as Keiichi's head popped into his view.
"You think too loudly," Keiichi teased.
He smirked. Ahsim didn't reply.
"So you knew already?" he asked.
"That you envy what your sister has? That you pushed Ana into a table? That you're not really sorry?" Keiichi said.
Ahsim pouted. He knew. Of course he knew.
"I killed my sister."
Ahsim's head swiveled around so that he faced Keiichi who was staring at the cars as they passed.
"Shot in cold blood," Keiichi went on.
"Why?" Ahsim inquired, finally finding his voice.
"She was taking away something I wanted," Keiichi replied. "But I won't bore you with that. After all, we have company."
Ahsim heard a faint click and spun. Keiichi didn't even bother.
"Hey Arisa," he whispered.
Ahsim's attention had been on the gun pointed at them but now that he looked past the barrel, he saw Ariha. Except her left eye was missing. Ahsim's eyes widened. So this was Arisa.
"I'd lie and say I haven't seen you in forever but then again I can't lie to you. Can I?" Arisa inquired.
Her voice was like battery acid and made Ahsim shiver.
"I'm impressed. You could hear my thoughts a mile away and you chose to stay. Brave?" she asked, eyes flashing. "Or stupid."
Ahsim glanced at Keiichi.
"Stupid, it would seem," he muttered.
Arisa looked at Ahsim.
"Ahsim," Keiichi whispered
Ahsim looked at him. Keiichi was still staring at traffic. A car pulled up, stopping behind Arisa. One of the doors opened, drawing Arisa's attention to it.
"JUMP!" Keiichi yelled at Ahsim.
He grabbed Ahsim's shirt and leapt onto the railing. Arisa turned only in time to see the two of them leap. Okay, Keiichi leapt. Ahsim was merely dragged. That didn't change the fact that the busy street was quickly approaching. Ahsim's pulse picked up and he let out cry. He hadn't been this terrified since the day in the park. He had a feeling that this time, Ariha and Kei wouldn't be there to save him and he'd have to do it by himself. Something he'd never done before.
"Mew Keiichi Metamorphosis!"
Ahsim's eyes widened as Keiichi's arm wrapped around his torso. He looked up at Keiichi who smirked.
"You didn't think I hung with Haru in the lab for the cupcakes did you?" he asked. "Which were by the way, awful."
"Misha made those," Ahsim said, bewildered.
Keiichi made a face.
"Makes sense."
Ahsim did not understand how Keiichi could carry out a conversation. They were flying away from the traffic, headed for the sky. Surprisingly, that wasn't the part Ahsim couldn't grasp. Keiichi was a mew!