Tokyo Mew Mew Fan Fiction ❯ Drowning in you ❯ By The Way ( Chapter 2 )
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By: kotokochibi 
Love is stupid.
Anime/Manga: Tokyo Mew Mew Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 05.21.2007 | Updated On: 05.21.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 811 | Status: Work In Progress
Love is stupid.
Anime/Manga: Tokyo Mew Mew Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 05.21.2007 | Updated On: 05.21.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 811 | Status: Work In Progress
Whoo! This is going well, I think. Well, no one told me it sucked. Either way, I'm working on a million different projects right now, which makes it kind of overwhelming. So please don't get upset if the updates aren't as quick as you'd like. My other fic is sucking out my soul right now, but it needs to be written and I'm not going to put it on hiatus. The song is by Hinder. It's called 'By the way.'
This time, it is Pai's POV, because this song matches him. So I said, 'I'm doing Pai this time.' Plus, someone suggested that I do Pai's POV, so I was like, 'Okay! Support!'
IMPORTANT! There is a link to the songfic version of this story in my profile. I like it better. Please check it out if you like this version.
Disclaimer: Tokyo Mew Mew does not belong to me, it belongs to Mia Ikumi. I do not claim the rights nor the ownership of said anime. Please don't sue; I'm too poor to hire a lawyer. The song is completely owner by Hinder, produced by Hinder, etc. I do not own it, nor do I claim to own Hinder.
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In the winding down hours
I let your heart down again.
(What did I do to make a scene so gory?)
(I'm no better than the ones before me.)
Pai shoved the door open and stepped into the main room of the ship. He had been in Earth for three hours. He'd spent most of that time observing the green mew. She had a pretty smile, he had decided.
Pai's first thought was that everything was too quiet. Immediately, he saw why. Kisshu was sleeping in the corner, his head resting on his knees. Pai sighed. When would his comrade learn? Honestly, Kisshu could be so immature at times. Still, he never actually got anyone killed with his bold actions.
'Thank Heavens for small favors,' thought Pai.
Old habits die hard
I always end up hating the end.
(What did I do to make a scene so gory?)
(I'm no better than the ones before me.)
Pai floated past his unconcious teammate. He knew better than to wake the sleeping alien. Kisshu needed all the rest he could get. Although Pai was surprised that Tart hadn't woken him up with something totally trivial, like bragging about him and Pudding being friends. Pai made a mental note to patiently explain to Tart in the future that Kisshu and himself just didn't care.
Pai sniggered at the imagined reaction. Kisshu stirred in his corner. He had a peaceful expression on his face, like a sleeping child. Pai shook his head and just walked right by.
'At least he seems better these days,' Pai thought to himself. And it was true. Kisshu had gotten over his previous insomnia. Pai couldn't help but remember all the nights Kisshu had watched him work from the corner, until the steady hum of the computers lulled him to sleep.
I'm in the middle of a breakdown,
watching you scream.
In the middle of a breakdown.
Pai couldn't help but remember how much fun he'd had on earth. He wasn't really a 'fun' person normally, but the porpoise mew made everything a little happier and easier to bear.
Flashback
"Ohayo, Tsuya-kun," called Lettuce. A young brunette teen turned and smiled at her.
"Ohay Lettuce-san," he greeted. "Are you ready for our date?"
Lettuce blushed bright red and nodded happily. Pai couldn't help but be jealous of the young earth man. What he wouldn't give to be on suck familiar terms with Lettuce.
End flashback.
Despite that, it had been a worthwhile trip.
Screaming at me.
And by the way,
By the way,
What made you think you'd have it your way?
Behind Pai, Kisshu muttered something in his sleep. Pai couldn't make out what. Oh well. It was probably just a chain of jibberish. Kisshu never muttered anything that made sense in his dreams. Pai had figured that out after the third time he had found Kisshu, asleep in the computer room. Something about the computers seemed to soothe the heartsick alien.
But maybe he was getting better. Pai couldn't tell. He never was very good at affairs of the heart. He wished he could be of more help to Kisshu. He knew the other alien looked up to him for guidance. Unfortunately, Pai was at a loss.
And by the way,
By the way,
Don't say I didn't warn you
that I'll always stay the same.
Pai headed back towards his room, still distracted. How was it that the one time Kisshu admitted to needing help, Pai was at a loss? It didn't seem fair. He could still see the green-haired alien's sad, hollow eyes staring lifeless at the world.
"I guess I wasn't much help," said Pai to himself. He couldn't help it; he just didn't know how to aid Kisshu. The best he could do was keep him from fading away.
But only time would tell if that was enough. If not, Pai had no idea what to do. Once again, he felt a deep hatred for that earth girl that had torn Kisshu up so. How on Earth could anyone be so careless? Some humans really were hopeless.
But certain others... Pai grinned.
Speechless and frozen
Uncomfortable silence again.
(What did I do to make a scene so gory?)
(I'm no better than the ones before me.)
Suddenly, his heart clenched in his chest. What if Lettuce left him like Ichigo left Kisshu? What would happen then? With Kisshu emotionally indisposed, who would help Pai back onto his feet? Tart would just rub salt in the wound and enjoy every second. Kisshu would probably suffer a relapse into his tearful silences. The entire ship would deteriorate. Nobody would do any work. The messes would pile up. No one would tell Kisshu to eat, and he'd just waste away.
Pai felt his heart clench in his chest again. That was true. If it weren't for Pai, Kisshu probably wouldn't eat. If something happened to Pai, then Kisshu would be left alone and vulnerable, with no one to tell him to clean himself up or pull himself together. Even if Tart tried, the best that could be expected was for Kisshu to burst into tears.
Pai felt the responsibility on his shoulders. He had to take care of himself, or else Kisshu would just... disappear.
I'm in the middle of a breakdown,
watching you scream,
I'm in the middle of a breakdown
screaming at me.
Why hadn't he realized this before? Pai couldn't figure it out. He often considered himself the only smart one of his comrades, as well as the only one who did any work. But he'd only just now realized that if he went away, the ship would fall into ruins.
No. Not just the ship. Kisshu. Kisshu needed Pai to be strong. It was obvious. Since Ichigo had left, Kisshu had been sad and despondant. At first he hadn't eaten. Tart had tried to tempt Kisshu with some sweets, but in the end, it was Pai that broke through Kisshu's mental barrier.
'I guess I always relied on Kisshu to keep the ship running if something happened to me,' thought Pai. Obviously, that wasn't happening anymore. Kisshu could barely support himself, let alone Pai and Tart. Heck, they might as well crash the ship into a meteor and save themselves the trouble.
And by the way,
By the way,
what made you think you'd have it your way?
'I definetely need to stay strong,' Pai thought. 'I can't rely on Kisshu anymore, and Tart wasn't an option in the first place.'
But still, the question remained. Would Kisshu be alright? Pai liked to think that the answer was right; Liked to think that everything would be okay, but the truth way, he wasn't sure. Quite possibly, Kisshu could completely break down. And then what? Tart would probably go to Earth to stay with Pudding, and Pai would have to try and coax Kisshu back to life.
He wasn't sure if he could handle the responsibility. Pai had never really been in charge of anyone before. Tart ran his own life, much to Kisshu and Pai's disdain, and Kisshu refused to listen to the voice of reason and did whatever he felt like doing at the moment. This had often landed the aliens in a tricky situation. Thank God for Kisshu's quick tongue.
'As troublesome as he is, Kisshu usually manages to talk his way out of trouble. I envy that. I hope Ichigo's departure won't affect him permanantely,' thought Pai. 'I need Kisshu to help keep Tart in line while I'm not around. Not to mention help with research, when he's not in one of his difficult moods.'
And by the way,
By the way,
Don't say I didn't warn you
that I'll always be the same.
If Ichigo had been there at the moment, Pai was certain he would have punched her. Couldn't she have at least been kind enough to say a proper good-bye to Kisshu? Obviously not. Damn those self-centered Earthlings.
But Lettuce obviously wasn't self-centered at all. She was a kind person by nature, Pai knew. But still... If she left, then he better not end up like Kisshu. Somebody had to support the green-haired alien through his misery.
And that somebody was Pai. He wasn't going to allow Kisshu to suffer in silence. If he couldn't say anything to heal the other man, then Pai would be there to support him, always. Just as Kisshu had supported him, all those long nights he spent calculating formulas and predicting outcomes. Just as Kisshu had always watched silently, offering Pai his companionship.
Battered and bruised;
Broken and confused.
Pai stood up straighter, clutching his hands in determination. He would stay strong, for his companion's sake. Though Kisshu didn't understand at the moment, and Tart thought Pai was just being boring, somebody had to keep the ship running. So what if it was a thankless job? So was trying to conquer Earth, but they got through that.
Well, all except Kisshu.
It's time we both knew,
Can't stop what I started.
This time we both lose, lose.
And By the way,
By the way,
what made you think you'd have it your way?
And by the way,
By the way,
don't say I didn't warn you,
that I'll always stay the same, the same, the same.
I'll always stay the same.
(Battered and bruised.)
The same, (Broken, confused), the same.
I didn't warn you that I'd always stay the same.
This time, it is Pai's POV, because this song matches him. So I said, 'I'm doing Pai this time.' Plus, someone suggested that I do Pai's POV, so I was like, 'Okay! Support!'
IMPORTANT! There is a link to the songfic version of this story in my profile. I like it better. Please check it out if you like this version.
Disclaimer: Tokyo Mew Mew does not belong to me, it belongs to Mia Ikumi. I do not claim the rights nor the ownership of said anime. Please don't sue; I'm too poor to hire a lawyer. The song is completely owner by Hinder, produced by Hinder, etc. I do not own it, nor do I claim to own Hinder.
---------------------------------------------------------- ----
In the winding down hours
I let your heart down again.
(What did I do to make a scene so gory?)
(I'm no better than the ones before me.)
Pai shoved the door open and stepped into the main room of the ship. He had been in Earth for three hours. He'd spent most of that time observing the green mew. She had a pretty smile, he had decided.
Pai's first thought was that everything was too quiet. Immediately, he saw why. Kisshu was sleeping in the corner, his head resting on his knees. Pai sighed. When would his comrade learn? Honestly, Kisshu could be so immature at times. Still, he never actually got anyone killed with his bold actions.
'Thank Heavens for small favors,' thought Pai.
Old habits die hard
I always end up hating the end.
(What did I do to make a scene so gory?)
(I'm no better than the ones before me.)
Pai floated past his unconcious teammate. He knew better than to wake the sleeping alien. Kisshu needed all the rest he could get. Although Pai was surprised that Tart hadn't woken him up with something totally trivial, like bragging about him and Pudding being friends. Pai made a mental note to patiently explain to Tart in the future that Kisshu and himself just didn't care.
Pai sniggered at the imagined reaction. Kisshu stirred in his corner. He had a peaceful expression on his face, like a sleeping child. Pai shook his head and just walked right by.
'At least he seems better these days,' Pai thought to himself. And it was true. Kisshu had gotten over his previous insomnia. Pai couldn't help but remember all the nights Kisshu had watched him work from the corner, until the steady hum of the computers lulled him to sleep.
I'm in the middle of a breakdown,
watching you scream.
In the middle of a breakdown.
Pai couldn't help but remember how much fun he'd had on earth. He wasn't really a 'fun' person normally, but the porpoise mew made everything a little happier and easier to bear.
Flashback
"Ohayo, Tsuya-kun," called Lettuce. A young brunette teen turned and smiled at her.
"Ohay Lettuce-san," he greeted. "Are you ready for our date?"
Lettuce blushed bright red and nodded happily. Pai couldn't help but be jealous of the young earth man. What he wouldn't give to be on suck familiar terms with Lettuce.
End flashback.
Despite that, it had been a worthwhile trip.
Screaming at me.
And by the way,
By the way,
What made you think you'd have it your way?
Behind Pai, Kisshu muttered something in his sleep. Pai couldn't make out what. Oh well. It was probably just a chain of jibberish. Kisshu never muttered anything that made sense in his dreams. Pai had figured that out after the third time he had found Kisshu, asleep in the computer room. Something about the computers seemed to soothe the heartsick alien.
But maybe he was getting better. Pai couldn't tell. He never was very good at affairs of the heart. He wished he could be of more help to Kisshu. He knew the other alien looked up to him for guidance. Unfortunately, Pai was at a loss.
And by the way,
By the way,
Don't say I didn't warn you
that I'll always stay the same.
Pai headed back towards his room, still distracted. How was it that the one time Kisshu admitted to needing help, Pai was at a loss? It didn't seem fair. He could still see the green-haired alien's sad, hollow eyes staring lifeless at the world.
"I guess I wasn't much help," said Pai to himself. He couldn't help it; he just didn't know how to aid Kisshu. The best he could do was keep him from fading away.
But only time would tell if that was enough. If not, Pai had no idea what to do. Once again, he felt a deep hatred for that earth girl that had torn Kisshu up so. How on Earth could anyone be so careless? Some humans really were hopeless.
But certain others... Pai grinned.
Speechless and frozen
Uncomfortable silence again.
(What did I do to make a scene so gory?)
(I'm no better than the ones before me.)
Suddenly, his heart clenched in his chest. What if Lettuce left him like Ichigo left Kisshu? What would happen then? With Kisshu emotionally indisposed, who would help Pai back onto his feet? Tart would just rub salt in the wound and enjoy every second. Kisshu would probably suffer a relapse into his tearful silences. The entire ship would deteriorate. Nobody would do any work. The messes would pile up. No one would tell Kisshu to eat, and he'd just waste away.
Pai felt his heart clench in his chest again. That was true. If it weren't for Pai, Kisshu probably wouldn't eat. If something happened to Pai, then Kisshu would be left alone and vulnerable, with no one to tell him to clean himself up or pull himself together. Even if Tart tried, the best that could be expected was for Kisshu to burst into tears.
Pai felt the responsibility on his shoulders. He had to take care of himself, or else Kisshu would just... disappear.
I'm in the middle of a breakdown,
watching you scream,
I'm in the middle of a breakdown
screaming at me.
Why hadn't he realized this before? Pai couldn't figure it out. He often considered himself the only smart one of his comrades, as well as the only one who did any work. But he'd only just now realized that if he went away, the ship would fall into ruins.
No. Not just the ship. Kisshu. Kisshu needed Pai to be strong. It was obvious. Since Ichigo had left, Kisshu had been sad and despondant. At first he hadn't eaten. Tart had tried to tempt Kisshu with some sweets, but in the end, it was Pai that broke through Kisshu's mental barrier.
'I guess I always relied on Kisshu to keep the ship running if something happened to me,' thought Pai. Obviously, that wasn't happening anymore. Kisshu could barely support himself, let alone Pai and Tart. Heck, they might as well crash the ship into a meteor and save themselves the trouble.
And by the way,
By the way,
what made you think you'd have it your way?
'I definetely need to stay strong,' Pai thought. 'I can't rely on Kisshu anymore, and Tart wasn't an option in the first place.'
But still, the question remained. Would Kisshu be alright? Pai liked to think that the answer was right; Liked to think that everything would be okay, but the truth way, he wasn't sure. Quite possibly, Kisshu could completely break down. And then what? Tart would probably go to Earth to stay with Pudding, and Pai would have to try and coax Kisshu back to life.
He wasn't sure if he could handle the responsibility. Pai had never really been in charge of anyone before. Tart ran his own life, much to Kisshu and Pai's disdain, and Kisshu refused to listen to the voice of reason and did whatever he felt like doing at the moment. This had often landed the aliens in a tricky situation. Thank God for Kisshu's quick tongue.
'As troublesome as he is, Kisshu usually manages to talk his way out of trouble. I envy that. I hope Ichigo's departure won't affect him permanantely,' thought Pai. 'I need Kisshu to help keep Tart in line while I'm not around. Not to mention help with research, when he's not in one of his difficult moods.'
And by the way,
By the way,
Don't say I didn't warn you
that I'll always be the same.
If Ichigo had been there at the moment, Pai was certain he would have punched her. Couldn't she have at least been kind enough to say a proper good-bye to Kisshu? Obviously not. Damn those self-centered Earthlings.
But Lettuce obviously wasn't self-centered at all. She was a kind person by nature, Pai knew. But still... If she left, then he better not end up like Kisshu. Somebody had to support the green-haired alien through his misery.
And that somebody was Pai. He wasn't going to allow Kisshu to suffer in silence. If he couldn't say anything to heal the other man, then Pai would be there to support him, always. Just as Kisshu had supported him, all those long nights he spent calculating formulas and predicting outcomes. Just as Kisshu had always watched silently, offering Pai his companionship.
Battered and bruised;
Broken and confused.
Pai stood up straighter, clutching his hands in determination. He would stay strong, for his companion's sake. Though Kisshu didn't understand at the moment, and Tart thought Pai was just being boring, somebody had to keep the ship running. So what if it was a thankless job? So was trying to conquer Earth, but they got through that.
Well, all except Kisshu.
It's time we both knew,
Can't stop what I started.
This time we both lose, lose.
And By the way,
By the way,
what made you think you'd have it your way?
And by the way,
By the way,
don't say I didn't warn you,
that I'll always stay the same, the same, the same.
I'll always stay the same.
(Battered and bruised.)
The same, (Broken, confused), the same.
I didn't warn you that I'd always stay the same.