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Planning
Jet Set
Chapter One . Planning
- Sanity through Madness
I don\'t own Tokyo Mew Mew. This is an idea that\'s just been tweaking me for the longest time, and since I have nothing else to do, I\'ll let the plot bunny run free tonight. ...and this is a WARNING. *** I am seriously in love with the concept of Ryou/Zakuro. *** Any complaints? I don\'t want to hear them, since if you have something against that, then you really shouldn\'t be reading this, anyways.
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\"...oh, wow.\" Midorikawa Retasu murmured, the tone of her voice suitably impressed, and the focus of her eyes quite intent on the computer screens that Akasaka Keiichiro had put up, in addition to the others that were scattered in the basement of Tokyo Café Mew, and the center of operations for the biogenetically-enhanced team of five girls: Tokyo Mew Mew.
\"...so he\'s the one you guys suspect of helping the new effort with parasite animas?\" Momomiya Ichigo - the team\'s de facto leader - asked, looking over at Shirogane Ryou.
\"Yes. Not only that, but scans from R2005 have been showing up, with residue from both kirema and parasite animas in the area around his home, near the waterfront.\"
\"...hmph.\" Aizawa Minto huffed quietly. \"I still don\'t see what it has to do with any of us.\"
\"Yeah!\" Fong Purin piped in, as she skipped aimlessly around the group, trying to find something worth looking at; pictures of a lavish estate failed to impress her, nor did the photograph of the man intrigue her.
\"...I\'ve seen him before.\" A quiet voice said, from the rear of the group, that had gathered closely to get a better look at the high-definition screens. \"He has some connection with one of the Nihon agencies...\" Fujiwara Zakuro said, after studying it for a long moment.
\"Yes, you probably would have seen him before, Zakuro-san. Akiyama Hoshi, of the Hikari NMC. His biggest client is Fusaiyuki Asuka.\"
Zakuro nodded. \"I\'ve seen her at shows before.\" She said, rather shortly, and rather dismissively.
\"Why would he want the animas to take over, anyways?\" Ichigo asked. The man didn\'t really look like someone who\'d want to get involved in something like that...
\"He probably figures that he can cut a deal with the aliens, and they\'ll grant him some form of diplomatic immunity, and he\'ll survived their annihilation of Earth, and be present at it\'s recreation.\" Ryou said.
\"That\'s why we would need to have surveillance on him, at least a few times. R2005 can only do so much...\"
\"Hikari is having an event tonight, to celebrate their twenty-fifth year as a modelling agency. And since any one of you is more than capable of handling whatever troubles arise...\" Ryou trailed off, looking over the five girls.
\"Well, Purin can\'t go! She has work to do!\" Purin stated, before offering a smart, if off-balanced salute, before stepping away from the group, a bit of a hop to her step.
\"Um... Well, I can\'t go either...\" Retasu offered, a bit timidly. \"Entrance exams for Tokyo University are in less than a month, so... I can\'t.\" She bowed her head shyly, before joining Purin.
Minto gave a slight shake of her head. \"Dance rehersal tonight. After all, the recital is at the end of the week.\"
\"Oh, you\'re so good, you probably know the steps in your sleep!\" Ichigo said brightly.
Minto gave a slight scowl, though its impact was noticeably dulled, by the smug radiance of her eyes; she could always accept a compliment.
\"Well, then. Ichigo-san, Zakuro-san?\"
\"...I was going to go study with Masaya-kun tonight.\" Ichigo said, her cheeks flushing demurely. Even after a few years of being exclusive with Aoyama Masaya, she was still touchy about her relationship with him, and even the mention of his name was liable to turn her cheeks pink, and her eyes distant.
All eyes turned to Zakuro.
\"Just a meeting with my new agent... But since he just returned to Japan this afternoon, from America, I imagine he would appreciate my cancellation.\"
Keiichiro nodded, and typed in a series of commands to the computer.
Almost instantly, R2005 fluttered helplessly for a moment, before falling next to the keyboard, offering a quizzical chirp, and powering down. \"I\'ll begin modifications on R2005 immediately, then, so Zakuro will be able to carry it around, without suspicion.\"
Ryou waved a hand. \"Get back to work, then. Start the usual closing routine. Zakuro, stay for a moment, if you\'d be so kind?\"
Purin pranced on out, spouting off a myriad of greetings as she went back into the café, and being her normal, bubbly self.
Minto went off, with her usual grace. Straight to a table, and the omnipresent teapot; it was apparent that she wasn\'t too keen on working - then again, she rarely was.
Almost as soon as she left, there was the crack of a shattering plate, and Retasu\'s exclamation of surprise, and the unsettling quiet between broken dishes began anew.
Ichigo was last, stalking off, none too happy. Now, it was back to a full workload; no one else was going to be of much help...
The trio were left in silence for a long moment. Zakuro was staring at Ryou. Ryou was staring at Keiichiro\'s hands, on the computer keyboard. And Keiichiro staring, in intervals, at the screen, and R2005.
Finally, it was Ryou who broke the silence, and focusing his attention. \"If a choice had to have been made, I probably would have chosen you, anyways. I imagine you\'re at least passingly familiar with the shady buisness of Hikari NMC?\"
\"Well enough.\"
\"We lost contact with R2004 about two days ago, in the vicinity of the Hikari complex. No further information coming in, so we\'ll be going in a bit blind.\"
\"...we?\"
Ryou looked puzzled for a moment, before acknowledging his own mistake. \"I\'ll be going with you, as a formal escort. I also received a formal invitation, requesting my attendance, as well as one for an escort, if I chose to bring one.\"
A slender brow raised at that, but Zakuro only nodded. \"I don\'t imagine we\'d run in to much trouble tonight, anyways. Akiyama is one of the founding members of the NMC; he has too much at stake, to try anything tonight.\"
\"True, but just to be certain...\" Ryou trailed off. \"I imagine you have something to wear, to a formal affair?\"
Zakuro looked mildly insulted. \"Of course.\" She said, about as mildly as her voice ever got.
\"You\'re free to go, then. Be back in an hour and a half, and we\'ll be fashionably late to Hikari\'s little gala.\"
\"...fair enough.\" She offered a slight inclination of her head, before turning sharply on her heel, and leaving the control room. A few minutes later, one of the screens showed her leaving, attired in her \'street\' clothing.
\"...R2005 will be ready?\"
\"Of course.\" Keiichiro said, before looking up at Ryou for a moment. \"You had best start getting ready; it\'s going to be a long night.\"
\"...not such a bad idea.\" Ryou mused, before heading off to his own quarters, to get ready for the night ahead.
Keiichiro looked down at the modified R2005. Just a few tweaks, and it would be done. It had been transformed into what looked to be an amethyst pendant, on a silver chain. No one would notice the red light in the stone - if they did, it could just be passed off as an exceptional specimen.
This plan seemed quite likely of a success...
Chapter One . Planning
- Sanity through Madness
I don\'t own Tokyo Mew Mew. This is an idea that\'s just been tweaking me for the longest time, and since I have nothing else to do, I\'ll let the plot bunny run free tonight. ...and this is a WARNING. *** I am seriously in love with the concept of Ryou/Zakuro. *** Any complaints? I don\'t want to hear them, since if you have something against that, then you really shouldn\'t be reading this, anyways.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
\"...oh, wow.\" Midorikawa Retasu murmured, the tone of her voice suitably impressed, and the focus of her eyes quite intent on the computer screens that Akasaka Keiichiro had put up, in addition to the others that were scattered in the basement of Tokyo Café Mew, and the center of operations for the biogenetically-enhanced team of five girls: Tokyo Mew Mew.
\"...so he\'s the one you guys suspect of helping the new effort with parasite animas?\" Momomiya Ichigo - the team\'s de facto leader - asked, looking over at Shirogane Ryou.
\"Yes. Not only that, but scans from R2005 have been showing up, with residue from both kirema and parasite animas in the area around his home, near the waterfront.\"
\"...hmph.\" Aizawa Minto huffed quietly. \"I still don\'t see what it has to do with any of us.\"
\"Yeah!\" Fong Purin piped in, as she skipped aimlessly around the group, trying to find something worth looking at; pictures of a lavish estate failed to impress her, nor did the photograph of the man intrigue her.
\"...I\'ve seen him before.\" A quiet voice said, from the rear of the group, that had gathered closely to get a better look at the high-definition screens. \"He has some connection with one of the Nihon agencies...\" Fujiwara Zakuro said, after studying it for a long moment.
\"Yes, you probably would have seen him before, Zakuro-san. Akiyama Hoshi, of the Hikari NMC. His biggest client is Fusaiyuki Asuka.\"
Zakuro nodded. \"I\'ve seen her at shows before.\" She said, rather shortly, and rather dismissively.
\"Why would he want the animas to take over, anyways?\" Ichigo asked. The man didn\'t really look like someone who\'d want to get involved in something like that...
\"He probably figures that he can cut a deal with the aliens, and they\'ll grant him some form of diplomatic immunity, and he\'ll survived their annihilation of Earth, and be present at it\'s recreation.\" Ryou said.
\"That\'s why we would need to have surveillance on him, at least a few times. R2005 can only do so much...\"
\"Hikari is having an event tonight, to celebrate their twenty-fifth year as a modelling agency. And since any one of you is more than capable of handling whatever troubles arise...\" Ryou trailed off, looking over the five girls.
\"Well, Purin can\'t go! She has work to do!\" Purin stated, before offering a smart, if off-balanced salute, before stepping away from the group, a bit of a hop to her step.
\"Um... Well, I can\'t go either...\" Retasu offered, a bit timidly. \"Entrance exams for Tokyo University are in less than a month, so... I can\'t.\" She bowed her head shyly, before joining Purin.
Minto gave a slight shake of her head. \"Dance rehersal tonight. After all, the recital is at the end of the week.\"
\"Oh, you\'re so good, you probably know the steps in your sleep!\" Ichigo said brightly.
Minto gave a slight scowl, though its impact was noticeably dulled, by the smug radiance of her eyes; she could always accept a compliment.
\"Well, then. Ichigo-san, Zakuro-san?\"
\"...I was going to go study with Masaya-kun tonight.\" Ichigo said, her cheeks flushing demurely. Even after a few years of being exclusive with Aoyama Masaya, she was still touchy about her relationship with him, and even the mention of his name was liable to turn her cheeks pink, and her eyes distant.
All eyes turned to Zakuro.
\"Just a meeting with my new agent... But since he just returned to Japan this afternoon, from America, I imagine he would appreciate my cancellation.\"
Keiichiro nodded, and typed in a series of commands to the computer.
Almost instantly, R2005 fluttered helplessly for a moment, before falling next to the keyboard, offering a quizzical chirp, and powering down. \"I\'ll begin modifications on R2005 immediately, then, so Zakuro will be able to carry it around, without suspicion.\"
Ryou waved a hand. \"Get back to work, then. Start the usual closing routine. Zakuro, stay for a moment, if you\'d be so kind?\"
Purin pranced on out, spouting off a myriad of greetings as she went back into the café, and being her normal, bubbly self.
Minto went off, with her usual grace. Straight to a table, and the omnipresent teapot; it was apparent that she wasn\'t too keen on working - then again, she rarely was.
Almost as soon as she left, there was the crack of a shattering plate, and Retasu\'s exclamation of surprise, and the unsettling quiet between broken dishes began anew.
Ichigo was last, stalking off, none too happy. Now, it was back to a full workload; no one else was going to be of much help...
The trio were left in silence for a long moment. Zakuro was staring at Ryou. Ryou was staring at Keiichiro\'s hands, on the computer keyboard. And Keiichiro staring, in intervals, at the screen, and R2005.
Finally, it was Ryou who broke the silence, and focusing his attention. \"If a choice had to have been made, I probably would have chosen you, anyways. I imagine you\'re at least passingly familiar with the shady buisness of Hikari NMC?\"
\"Well enough.\"
\"We lost contact with R2004 about two days ago, in the vicinity of the Hikari complex. No further information coming in, so we\'ll be going in a bit blind.\"
\"...we?\"
Ryou looked puzzled for a moment, before acknowledging his own mistake. \"I\'ll be going with you, as a formal escort. I also received a formal invitation, requesting my attendance, as well as one for an escort, if I chose to bring one.\"
A slender brow raised at that, but Zakuro only nodded. \"I don\'t imagine we\'d run in to much trouble tonight, anyways. Akiyama is one of the founding members of the NMC; he has too much at stake, to try anything tonight.\"
\"True, but just to be certain...\" Ryou trailed off. \"I imagine you have something to wear, to a formal affair?\"
Zakuro looked mildly insulted. \"Of course.\" She said, about as mildly as her voice ever got.
\"You\'re free to go, then. Be back in an hour and a half, and we\'ll be fashionably late to Hikari\'s little gala.\"
\"...fair enough.\" She offered a slight inclination of her head, before turning sharply on her heel, and leaving the control room. A few minutes later, one of the screens showed her leaving, attired in her \'street\' clothing.
\"...R2005 will be ready?\"
\"Of course.\" Keiichiro said, before looking up at Ryou for a moment. \"You had best start getting ready; it\'s going to be a long night.\"
\"...not such a bad idea.\" Ryou mused, before heading off to his own quarters, to get ready for the night ahead.
Keiichiro looked down at the modified R2005. Just a few tweaks, and it would be done. It had been transformed into what looked to be an amethyst pendant, on a silver chain. No one would notice the red light in the stone - if they did, it could just be passed off as an exceptional specimen.
This plan seemed quite likely of a success...