Weakness
Weakness Ch. 8
Disclaimer: Tokyo Mew mew is property of Mia Ikumi and Reiko Yoshida.
The Final Chapter.
It started as a tremor in the deepest part of his soul. He could feel the light awaken inside of him. Inner strength gained when he spoke those special words. He could feel his hair sprout and grow, becoming long and golden. A cold rush swept over him and his eyes seemed to sting and he knew he was once more the blue knight. "Kisshu…" his voice, becoming deeper and iced with a frosty edge.
He lifted his sword, looking at him with an unforgiving gaze. "Prepare to meet your maker." He darted forward, bringing his sword down on the stunned alien, he thought he would actually connect with Kisshu. He was, thwarted from this finishing blow as Kisshu darted away and began his assault once more. He then assumed a defensive position. He glanced over his shoulder "Zakuro, are you alright?" he asked with a frown.
"Yes…" Came her dizzy reply as he stood, Her hands clasping the counter carefully.
"Good." He nodded as he brushed his yellow hair from his eyes. He raised his sword once more, "RRRRAAAH!" he shouted as he ran forward. There was a loud clinking sound and their fight began again. There was a clash between Kisshu's arm brace, followed by a sharp swipe from the sharp edge of his weapon. There was a cocoughony of raucous sounds, great sparks and loud battle cries.
At last, the tensity in the room reached it's peak, it was so thick you could breathe it, practically feel it. Masaya twisted around, swinging the blade upward, hitting Kisshu's brace once more, he then swung it quickly downward, slicing Kisshu's leg. He shivered as he heard the sounds and smelled the sickening smell of blood.
A yell, caused him to look over his shoulder, to see Kisshu fall to the ground. He put his sword to Kisshu's throat and gave a menacing growl. "Here's the deal…walk away Kisshu…and I'll spare your life…" He looked at him for a moment, his eyes narrowed. "Now…Begone…" He turned, looking back at Zakuro… "Are you…alright?"
Laying on the ground, feeling defeated and shameful, he gripped his brace-weapon…his eyes scanned over the two as they began to interact. There was a silent moment and then his grin appeared. "Hehe…" he muttered softly as he suddenly jumped up and struck at Masaya's back. The blue knight seemed to buckle and then fall forward, Kisshu then flipped himself over, landing on Masaya's back and slashed him over and over again.
"KISSHU!" Zakuro's voice rang out and he looked up at her, a sick grin remained and he smashed the brace into Masaya's head. He felt the boy go limp…and then he seemed to fade back to his regular old self. "Zakuro…you fool…He's so weak…And now he's going to die…" he said quietly.
He stood, licking blood off of his weapon and giving a dark scowl. "Now…it's time to exact our revenge…" He leapt at her, colliding with her whip and jumping back. "The tables have turned Zakuro. How does if feel?" he asked with a sneer. "To know you can't take care of him? You can't protect the one you love?" He jumped back, raising his weapon and shouting a strange phrase, throwing his weapon at Masaya, the blade seemed to sharpen and it shot toward the back of his head…
"MASAYA!" She dove, hitting the weapon and ripping it out of the air, landing on it with a crunch. She looked up at Kisshu, her eyes blazed as she sat up. She used her whip to backlash Kisshu and she took a deep breath, her eyes filled with pain and she gripped her weapon all the more tightly. "Don't…touch him…or it will be the last thing…you ever do…on this small planet Kisshu…"
"Ooh, is that a threat?" his voice slithered in reply. His eyes glinted a malevolent evil.
"Try me." She said, holding her whip up and glaring at Kisshu. Her lips formed a scowl. Her lavender eyes scanned over him, her fingers twitched and she shook with…rage?
"Alright…if you insist." He shot back…disappearing.
She turned, lifting Masaya in her arms. She hadn't realized until now, just how heavy a boy was. She found it difficult to stand. She lay him down, slipping her arms under his shoulders and pulling him into a dark corner… She then heard a cruel voice.
"Come out…Come out…Wherever you are…you can't hide from me…" the dark voice was drawing nearer…
She closed her eyes, listening with her elongated wolf ears. Hearing his footsteps draw nearer she gripped the whip's handle tighter. "Here…" she mumbled…
"AHA!" Kisshu attacked a cupboard…causing it bust open…there was no Zakuro inside…
Zakuro froze, he was standing right in front of her…she bit her lip… 'wait for it…' she thought to herself…
"Zaaakuro…"
"HIIYAA!" she shouted, lashing out at him from the darkness. She threw herself into an aerial over his head. She landed, spun and was met with Kisshu's fist. She took a step back and winced. "Ahh…" Her hand flew up to her cheek and stumbled, falling upon her backside.
"Hahaha, I've got this one in the bag!"
She jumped to her feet, no longer holding her whip. "Kisshu!"
He turned and they stood, locked in hand to hand combat. "What's wrong little wolf? Feeling helpless?"
She pulled away, but he held her fist tightly…She held his in her other hand. They seemed to be equally matched. "GRRRAAH!" she shoved him backwards, yanking her hand free. Swiftly, she followed with a roundhouse kick and a right straight punch.
He was thrown back a bit, she had caught him off guard, but he couldn't let that get him down. "Hahaha, You fool…" He disappeared again..
"KISSHU! Come out!"
There was silence…then a sick laugh…coming from the dark corner behind her…
"Me? A fool?" She grit her teeth. "If you think I'm a fool, then you are greatly mistaken…"
"No!" came the reply…sneaky and from within the deepest part of the shadow. "It is you who are mistaken… Heh…Heh...Heh…"
Her eyes became dark slits and she spun around…but what she saw…did not make her happy…
Kisshu stood, his hand gripped Masaya's hair…he held him up, with a knife to his throat..
She'd forgotten…Masaya was in that corner. "Put him down…" she ordered.
Kisshu grinned "I don't think so…" he pressed the knife gently, but hard enough that it cut the first few layers of his skin.
"STOP IT!" she shouted, grabbing up a few knives. "Fight this battle with me!" She grit her teeth, he couldn't do that…she didn't understand it, she didn't like what she didn't understand…but Masaya had given up everything for her…the least she could do was save his life…then she'd leave him…walk away and have no regrets.
"Poor Zakuro, left without a single thing to do…Will she cry? Will she seek revenge?" He changed his grip on the knife, this would be the finishing blow.
At last, she regained composure. Her lips pressed together and she said nothing. Her eyes cold and unfeeling. She knew how to get around this. She dropped the knives. "Well…Whatever…" She turned, walking away. "I'm not Ichigo, I'm not a fool." She ran a hand through her hair. "My life is worth something."
Kisshu's eyes darkened at that. "Don't insult Ichigo like that." He muttered as he dropped Masaya, who fell with a thud. "Her life is worth much more than yours…" His knuckles turned white as he gripped the knife tighter and tighter "She's not a fool…Ichigo is my life!"
Zakuro could hear him behind her, drawing nearer…it was almost like dejavu…only…now he was the one who could see his opponent. Her fingers rested on a Teflon-like handle. She closed her eyes. "Hmmph." She muttered…
"DIE!" he shouted, only now, inches away.
She turned, swinging the pan with all of her might. It connected with Kisshu's skull…there was a deafening crack as something broke and Kisshu flew across the room, making a crater in the wall. Her eyes followed him…then she looked at the pan…it was cracked…in two.
There was a moan…Her eyes snapped to the corner…She walked over to him, kneeling beside Masaya. "Hey. Get up. We don't have time to fool around."
He stirred again…"Z…Zakuro…"
She placed a finger on his cut…then hesitated…glancing back at Kisshu, she dialed ichigo's number…but when she got the answering machine…she just said… "Mew Mew café. Delivery. Kitchen. Back corner." She hung up and looked at Masaya…
After a moment…she stood…and walked out the back door.
Her long lavender hair blew about with a strong gust of wind. She sat on the railing of a very tall bridge. She wasn't about to jump and fall to her demise or anything, merely enjoying the solitude and the cool air. She released a breath and closed her tired eyes. Today had been the longest day of her life.
The water rolled and twisted beneath her, it was so serene.
Footsteps approached her…tired and dragging.
She glanced over…it wasn't a surprise to her…of course, it was Masaya. "What do you want?" she asked coldly, looking out across the city.
"What…do I want?" He came to a stop beside her. There was a silent moment between them…"Good question…I think the real question though, is what do you want Zakuro?"
She looked away, pursing her lips. Her fingers played with the frayed edges of her stylish black skirt. She sighed quietly… "What…do I want…" she trailed off, her eyes falling to the river as it flowed freely beneath her. She spread her arms as she looked at the water… "I want…this.."
Masaya, looking puzzled, glanced at the water…he frowned…"You…want a river?" he asked tentatively.
"No." she snapped… "I…I want to be free…I want to go where I want to go…be who I want to be." She folded her arms, hugging herself tightly, her bangs shadowing her eyes as she looked longingly at the water… "I…want to be liked for who I am…" she said softly, closing her eyes and rocking gently, side to side with the melody of the wind and water…
"To be liked…for who you are…and not your pretty face, or your skills… I feel it too…" he said as he stepped right next to her. The bridge wasn't very tall, so he was almost the same height, if not taller than her…"I feel it deep in my soul…it's…like a..."
"Knife…" she finished, her eyes tearing up as she closed them even tighter… She nodded "yes…" a tear slid down her pale cheek, lit up by the full moon in the sky…her tear fell like a crystal drop…towards the dark river water churning below…disrupting the reflection of the moon even more…
"Zakuro…I know you don't want to accept my affection…but I think you're just scared…Scared to let yourself get hurt!"
Zakuro shook her head "Stop it.." She said, looking away…
"I…I can't Zakuro. I…I can't stop until I tell you all the things inside of me…conspiring to tear me apart!"
"Stop it Masaya…" she lifted a hand and pushed him away…
He caught her hand, placing it against his chest… "I feel it…right here Zakuro… it…it's an empty hole…" He then moved it up to his lips. "My face is cold and clammy and my lips are frozen…I can hardly move, and barely still my shaking body…I want you…no…I need you…"
Zakuro turned, slipping off of the bridge, standing next to him. She pulled on her hand, "Let me go Masaya…P…please..."
His eyes softened… "Zakuro…" he pulled her closer. "I…I'll chase you till the day I die…at first…I didn't understand why my heart no longer beat wildly around Ichigo…I didn't know why all these things were happening… I found myself wanting you more and more…and then I realized it…you…are a lone wolf…I too am alone… Ichigo doesn't understand me…" he hesitated "…she did once…but her undying devotion is…just a tad bit over exhausted… She doesn't need me…she's got Ryou…" he rubbed his cheek, remembering the harsh blows from the night before… "and Kisshu…" he grimaced…remembering how scared he really was when Kisshu held a knife to his throat. "I want to be there for you." His eyes penetrated hers and only became warmer as hers became colder. "I…want to protect you…be by your side…" he found her hand and held it tightly. "I…I love you Zakuro…"
She felt her face becoming warm…with blush or anger she didn't know… "I...I can't! I've sworn…not to…"
"Not to live? Not to love? To lock yourself within an empty shell? Tell me Zakuro! Think about it…you're so tortured with all these thoughts of fame and glory and being alone… you're too obsessed with always being the lone wolf! It doesn't have to be this way!"
"SHUT UP!" she wrenched her hand away, back handing him across the face. "You can't even protect yourself! How can you protect me?" she asked with a deadly look of hate and fear.
Masaya hung his head… "I know I'm weak some times…but only when caught off guard…"
"Don't make excuses!" she said, turning away, hot tears of anguish running down her face…
"Z…Zakuro? Wh…What's wrong? Something else is bothering you…what is it?"
She gasped…and then…began to tremble…she leaned against the bridge and slowly slid her back down it. She sat on the cold stone bridge and looked up into the sky… "…I…Hoped…that…he'd come back…for me…" she said softly as she hugged herself. Her teeth clenched and her eyes filled with misty tears. "I…waited for him…I waited…for a very long time..." she looked up at the moon longingly…
"Zakuro…I know I can never…ever take his place…but allow me to love you in his absence…" he knelt down beside her, pulling her into an embrace… "I'll make it better…if you let me…I'll try to heal your heart…"
She tensed, her eyes full of fear…her breathing became sharp and she resisted for a moment…and then her defenses collapsed and she felt the icy wall around her shatter. She fell into his chest, gripping the fabric of his shirt and trying not to let herself fall apart… her long purple hair fell over her shoulder and she shivered…
He pulled away, separating him and her for a brief moment. He looked into her eyes and touched her cheek…"I'll be your second wind…" he suggested as he boldly leaned in.
Blush appeared across her face, as if painted on with a rouge brush…she felt his lips, warm and comforting as they brushed against her own… Within that kiss, she felt herself slip away…and as sure as seasons change…she felt a new seed planted in her heart…as her troubles…were whisked away…
The street lamp flickered for a moment…then it fizzled out…a buzzing became apparent and when it flickered back on…a figure stood in it's wake…his eyes burned with a passion…"but you're wrong Zakuro…I did come back…if only I had been sooner…" he said softly. He watched, as the two sat in bliss, unaware of his presence… "No matter…It'll all work out in the end…" His voice echoed as his heart died…what humanity Pai had left…was now gone…
TO BE CONTINUED….
Simple Magic:
Oookay! There IS a reason for my absence I SWEAR! My dad put a block on the computer and it literally banned me from this site because some morons decided to put adult content in their stories! (sorry..sorry...) So I FINALLY got it up! REJOICE! I hope to write you some more without much delay! TT
TT Sayonara! I'll write more soon!