Ookami Hitokage: Tee hee! Tis my new story, Three Fateful Words. This is the first installment. It's probably going to be very short, three chapters, maybe less.
Kisshu: Yay!
Ookami Hitokage: I doubt you'll be saying yay later.
Kisshu: Huh?!
Ookami Hitokage: Oh, nothing!
Disclaimer!
Ookami Hitokage: I don't own Tokyo Mew Mew!
Three Fateful Words
By Ookami Hitokage
"Uwahh! I have to get up!" Ichigo yelped, quickly jumping out of bed having spotted the time on her alarm clock. 10:18 a.m. How could she have slept so late?! Her date with Masaya was at twelve…which meant she had less than two hours to prepare.
Two hours! How could she possibly hope to take a shower, put on some decent clothes, eat breakfast, and then make up a little speech in case she was late?!
Which would no doubt be blown out of her mind as soon as she saw Masaya waiting for her in the park. So, she quickly scratched that thought out. Save it for later.
Quickly the cat-girl surveyed her room, looking for some nice clothes to wear. Soon she found herself at her closet, grabbing a pair of dark denim pants, a light pink t-shirt, and a gray jacket to go on top, with two dark, pinkish-purple stripes on it. Grinning happily at her outfit, Ichigo left grabbing a pair of shoes and socks for later.
Twenty minutes later, she was walking out of the shower. She dried herself swiftly, making sure to dry her hair well. Then she grabbed her outfit and quickly began putting on her clothes. Sparing a look in the mirror, Ichigo charged out again in her frenzy. Gah! I'm going to be late! she thought frantically. Now she was in her room, quickly putting on a pair of white sandals.
She looked in the mirror briefly, thinking perfect! as she did so.
Aoyama-kun will definitely compliment me today! she thought gleefully, running downstairs. She paused just at the last step, having remembering something.
"Ahh! My ribbon!" the Mew yelped, quickly turning around and running back upstairs. She grabbed a pair of dark red ribbons, quickly tying her hair into pigtails. After a few moments of continuing to fix her hair, she went downstairs again.
Ichigo looked up at the clock near the table, in gasped in horror inwardly. It was eleven o'clock, only an hour left to eat and prepare a speech!
Which she wasn't going to do either way.
So, only one hour to eat.
I can do this, she thought to herself, sitting down at the table at her seat. To her mild surprise, there was already a plate of food sitting there, waiting for her. Her parents weren't home, either. Ichigo then saw a note beside her plate. She picked it up.
Ichigo,
You're dad and I are leaving for the whole day, since you have your date with that Masaya boy. I hope you have fun, dear. You can invite him over if you'd like. But be sure to call us if you have any questions or problems! We'll be back at around 9:00 p.m.
Love,
Mom
Grinning at the note, Ichigo ate her food. Yes! she thought happily. They're going to be gone for the whole day!
Placing her plate near the sink, Ichigo glanced at the clock again. Twenty minutes after eleven. She had lots of time.
Walking up the stairs to her room, the Mew took note of the messiness of it. After glancing at the clock again, she began organizing her room – made the bed, cleaned up her clothes, and put all her homework away. Then she glanced at the clock again.
"Ahh! Ten minutes till twelve! I'm gonna be lateeee!" Yelping, Ichigo charged downstairs. Moments later, she was out the door.
"Late?" Musing quietly, Kisshu, who had been sitting on Ichigo's roof, looked down towards the running figure. "What's she going to be late for?" Inclining his head, the alien had the urge to follow his kitten. After a few moments of mentally arguing with himself, the alien vanished.
The Mew quickly sprinted to the park, and within ten minutes was there, waiting at the spot she and Masaya had talked about. Oh! He did say he wanted to talk to me about something…I wonder what it is? Oh! I bet I know! Grinning happily, Ichigo sat down on a bench, curling her toes within her sandals nervously. Briefly she glanced at the white watch resting on her exposed wrists. Three after twelve, she thought apprehensively. I wonder where he is? He's usually early. Never late. Oh…
"Ah! Momomiya-san!"
Had Ichigo been in her Mew form at that moment, her ears would have definitely pricked at the sound of the boy's voice. "Aoyama-kun!" she said happily, grinning at Masaya, who was walking toward her at that moment. He was wearing dark brown pants, a lighter brown turtleneck, and a dark brown jacket overtop. To match, he wore black shoes.
"Momomiya-san, I've wanted to talk to you for a while," Masaya said as he neared her. Ichigo immediately got up, standing near him.
"What is it, Aoyama-kun?" she asked. Her heart was beginning to race, she could feel blood pounding to her face and head. What was he going to say?
"I think…we should stop seeing each other."
Ichigo stopped breathing.
"Not like…gah, what am I saying?" The boy drew a hand through has black hair in frustration. "I mean, we should stay friends. But…not go any further. I…sort of met someone."
Silence on Ichigo's part.
"M-Momomiya-san? Are you alright? You don't look very good, do you want me to walk you ho – "
"I hate you!" Before Ichigo could stop herself, the three fateful words had been blurted out. Tears were collecting in her gray eyes, anger and something else bubbling in her veins. She whirled around, not waiting for anything the boy said.
So unrealistic! So stupid! How could I have expected more!? And the worst thing was I expected him to…to…! Ugh! I…I hate him! I hate Aoyama-kun! And he expects me to be friends with him!
Tears continued to drip and fall as Ichigo sprinted out of the park, as far away from Masaya as she could possibly be. Unknown to her, a figure was watching in the sky, a concerned expression on his face.
Ookami Hitokage: Heheh…eh.
Kisshu: …I'LL KILL HIM. I WILL KILL HIM.
Ookami Hitokage: Ah! You better review before Kisshu starts seeing red! X.X Nothing good ever comes out of it!...Usually.