13A/N: This story begins after Deep Blue's awakening in Tokyo Mew Mew episode 49. This is a fic which contains strong sexual content and violence. If you are underage, I'd ask you not to read.
She loved him. Or she had, once. No, that wasn't right. She's not loved him at all, not for himself, but rather the gentle soft- lipped boy she'd known before this whole mess started and her world was torn apart at the seams.
Aoyama Kun
She repeated this name to herself constantly, over and over in these dark, bitter hours, so as to convince herself he still existed somewhere in the world. Somewhere in time and space. A person of his own. A heart of his own. A heart he could give to her for keeps, just as he had promised in those sweet, sweet days passed when he was the handsome, kind boy she loved, and she herself a strong young superhero.
But his heart was gone; his heart for keeps. She'd been offered another, in its place. A heart she could hold forever and ever. He promised. She could have his heart, and she could have it forever. He swore to love her only. To stay at her side. To give to her anything in the world she might want. He had the power for that, he said with a fanged, shadowed grin. He had the power to do almost anything.
But he could not make her love him. That he learned rather quickly. When first he emerged from the body and mind of Aoyama Masaya and appeared to her in cruelty and evil and deep, dark blue, her eyes widened in fear and heartbreak, and he learned then he had no power to make her love him. When he reached out and shoved the blade of his sword through the stomach of the purple haired Pia (for her, mind you, so that she knew he'd never allow anyone to harm her) the cat mew screamed in shock and horror and recoiled to the arms of her friends, he saw she did not love him. And when he reached to touch her cheeks, her soft, pink cheeks and tried to press his lips to those he loved so much, to those he'd been longing to kiss for months and months, he knew for a certainty she had never loved him.
"Why?" she had asked, as she flinched away from his pleading, grasping hands. The tears were hot in her eyes, and she found she could not look at the creature, the man, who had stolen the body and destroyed the soul of her lover. "Why him? Why did you do this to Aoyama- kun? I loved him so much- so much-"
"He is gone forever," the black- haired entity, the man called Deep Blue, snarled in reply, for he cared nothing for the apparition who for so long kept him at bay, "I'm here now, and I'll love you better than he could. Better and more than any silly human boy could manage. I'll love you forever-"
But his words frightened her to the very bottom of her heart, and Mew Ichigo shuddered in fear and moved backward, towards the brightly- clad animal girls who hovered protectively at her side.
"I love you," he said again, softer this time, and his pale blue eyes blazed with a lustful passion that sent Ichigo quaking in fear, "Let me love you, and we'll rule this world together. See how much I love you? I'll give you the whole earth. Any planet you want. Just let me love you."
"Never," she mouthed, for her voice caught in her throat, "Never. Never-"
"You loved him," he'd snarled, and the envy which saturated his voice was nearly tangible, "You loved him, your precious Aoyama, and swore to love him forever. Why not me? Why won't you be mine?"
"You're not Aoyama," she'd shrieked, hysteric now as the alien Pia breathed his last. To Deep Blue's shock and fury, the girl Ichigo ran to cradle the dying man in her arms. Enemies though they were, she and the somber, violet- haired alien, Mew Ichigo could not bring herself to believe anyone deserved to die like this. Taruto and Kisshu were there as well, holding each other as their brother slipped from life, as the four remaining Mews moved slowly, warily, to the sad, bloody little group. As the death rattle sounded in Pia's throat, Ichigo raised her furious, pained pink eyes to those of the killer. "You'll never be Aoyama! He'd never do this, not in a million years. He'd never murder-"
"I'll murder for you," the black haired man spoke, quiet as death, "I'll do anything for you."
"Stay away from me!" she cried, as the green- haired Lettuce gently removed the corpse of Pia from her friend's trembling arms. "Stay away from all of us!"
Something snapped inside Deep Blue then, something wicked and primal, and he was torn between the urge to take her then, take her hard in the puddle of blood, or to show her, once and for all, how he was a better choice by far than her sad, sappy little human.
He chose the latter.
In an instant, he vanished from his spot and reappeared at the side of the weeping Mew Ichigo. He snatched up her arm- such a beautiful, delicate arm- and pulled her to his chest. For a second, pressed against her soft body, his nose in her sweet pink hair, Deep Blue nearly abandoned his plan of bloody revenge and conquest. He felt the urge to drop to his knees that second and ask Ichigo if she might accept him, if she might allow him to live beside her, peacefully, in the human world, as a lover, husband, or whatever else she wished.
But then the girl in his arms- the girl he loved- struggled to get away from him and his rage rose up in great boiling waves. He clutched her to him, clutched her close, and drew up his pale arm. She yelped, for she thought he might slap her, but his palm was directed at the horizon.
"Don't!"
This was the only word Mew Ichigo had time to say before ice blue energy left the monster's fingertips and a great rumble started up in the distance. The sky above stormed blood red, and the clouds gathered about them. Then the world turned dark and the screams started and Mew Ichigo fainted dead away.
She woke some time later to the sensation of lips on her cheek. At first, she thought it her Masaya. At first, she thought her terror was merely a nightmare, but when she opened her eyes she found the man next to her was not who she hoped. As her pupils took in the flaming ice eyes, the inky hair, and the deathly white skin, she opened her mouth to scream in horror.
He was on her in a second.
Arms around her waist,and a strong, desperate hand in her hair, he kissed her.
"I love you," he murmured into her lips, "Oh god, I love you so much."
"Please," she begged, as the tears fell down her cheeks and his tongue followed their trail, "Please stop. I've never- I don't- I was saving myself-"
"Shhh," he hushed gently, as he trailed his fingers up her spine, "I'll be so gentle. I promise. I've waited so long for you. Have you any idea what it was like? Trapped in the body of that puppet? I was forced to watch you squeal and giggle over a mask, a stupid, childish mask, and do things with him I dreamed about doing with you. Hold your hand. Kiss your lips. Whisper sweetings in your ear. And all the while you were falling in love with a nothing. A nothing!"
She meant to protest, to fight and claw for the honor of her lover and herself, but the evil man put a finger to her soft lips and, so shaken with fear was she, Ichigo found she could not utter a word.
He killed them. All of them. Nearly everyone on earth who was important to Mew Ichigo.
First were the Mews Mews: Zakuro, Mint, Lettuce, and Pudding. With the strength of his power, he sent them flying to ground until they were all but unconscious. Their weapons were useless. Their abilities made little difference. He used his magic to levitate them, one by one, into the air. With a quick fling of his sword, he had Mint, Zakuro, and Lettuce dead and bloody on the ground. As Ichigo wailed her grief and anger, Mew Pudding collapsed on her knees. She could not look at her fallen comrades. Could not cast them so much as a glance. Dead. Dead.
"I'll let you keep the little one," Deep Blue said tenderly, as he ran his hand through Ichigo's pink hair as she wept bitterly into her captured hand. He had flung her Strawberry Bell far into the distance. It would be no use to her now. "No need to kill any more than necessary. Now, my love, come and kiss me!"
She didn't, of course, kiss him. His navy silk was drenched in the blood of her friends, and she could not fathom touching the monster.
So he killed again.
And again.
And again.
Until she could not stand it any longer, and, sobbing so hard her entire body shook, Ichigo pressed her lips to his.
He took her away. As his horde of chirema animas went to destroy all they could of mankind, Deep Blue dragged the struggling Mew Ichigo to the palace he created in the sky. There, he decided, together, they would create their forever.
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So what does everyone think? Is it too depressing? In the next chapter, I was planning to address Deep Blue feelings and how they developed through Ichigo's relationship with Masaya. I hope this was okay. It is my first fic, but I have a thing for IchigoXDeep Blue pairings. I plan to keep this a dark story and want to warn everyone to stay away if that will freak them out. I shall add another chapter soon. Have a good night everyone!
