So, first of all, I'm just telling everyone I can this: I am completely finished with high school! I'll walk with my class in June, and I'm going to take some college classes, but my mom is letting me take a break from now till New Year's when it comes to school. Now I just need to learn other things. Like driving. Anyways... time for another one of my favorite chapters!

Chapter Thirty:

"Alright, so, seriously, who was that guy?" Mint asked, staring at where the White Knight had disappeared. " 'Cause he was really hot."

"Yeah, no arguments there," Ichigo said. She brushed back some of her hair and looked at Lettuce. "You all right?"

"I think I will be," Lettuce said softly. "I… He just feels so familiar…"

"It's Pie-Chan, na no da," Pudding whispered.

"What?" Her teammates chorused, looking at Pudding, who was grinning from ear to ear.

"The White Knight is Pie-Chan, na no da!" Pudding exclaimed, her eyes twinkling. "It has to be! He was the only one not at the battle today, and he saved Lettuce Onee-Chan because he loves her! It all fits together, na no da!"

"Pudding, that's what you said the last time some hot guy with a fancy sword and long hair came around to protect a Mew Mew," Zakuro said dispassionately. "And you were wrong. Very, very wrong."

"Pudding didn't have enough evidence the last time, but this time Pudding knows it to be the absolute truth, na no da!" Pudding exclaimed, clutching a fist in the air and staring at it. She suddenly grabbed Lettuce's hand. "Come on! We've got to catch up to him, na no da!"

"Pudding!" Lettuce yelped, being dragged along by the young teen. "Stop it!"

"Yeah!" Rozū yelled, flying up beside Pudding. "There's an easier way!"

Rozū grabbed Pudding and Lettuce's joined hands and teleported away.

Rin sighed and shook her head as the teleport portal closed as the toe of Lettuce's boot passed through.

"I believe it would be in our best interest to follow," She said.

The remaining Tokyo Defenders teleported back to the Café, where Pudding and Rozū were telling to a stunned Ryou and Keiichiro what had happened with a lot of hand gestures, charade motions and jumping up and down. Lettuce was sitting at one of the tables, quiet and staring at her hands in thought, the White Knight's words spinning in her head.

"So, it sounds like we missed an interesting day," Ryou said while he and Keiichiro were given a blow-by-blow account of the duel of the White Knight and Mylo.

"Yep," Zakuro said, de-transforming.

"And that is why we need to talk to Pie-Chan, na no da!" Pudding finished, smacking her fist into her open palm as if that sealed the deal.

"Hold your horses, Pudding," Keiichiro said with a chuckle. "Pie's been here the whole time. He couldn't have been the White Knight."

"Were you with him the whole time?" Rozū demanded, floating up so that she was looking the chef in the eye.

"Well, no, not exactly," Keiichiro said. "But we were just upstairs. He is sound asleep."

"Pie can teleport!" Rozū argued. "He can go wherever he wants as quickly as he wants and return just as quickly!"

"He tried to teleport this morning and only got to the top of the stairs. He was aiming for the kitchen," Tart pointed out.

"Luring us into a false sense of security, na no da!" Pudding exclaimed, suddenly wearing a brown trench-coat and matching hat and had a pipe that blew out bubbles.

"Where did you-? How did you-?" Rin started, staring at the girl in shock.

"Don't ask, it's just better if you don't ask," Ichigo said.

"Hmm, asleep you say," Pudding said around the pipe. She blew out a few bubbles before saying, "He is faking! Trying to hide the evidence, na no da!"

"Oh, yes, he's had just enough time to stash the sword under his pillow, hide the uniform in a dark corner of the closet and cut and dye his hair that grew in an unnatural amount of time," Kish said sarcastically.

"My dear Kishu-Chan, don't be ridiculous," Pudding said, shaking her head and pinching the bridge of her nose. "It's a wig, na no da! Now come, Dr. Watson-Chan, na no da!" Pudding said, putting a bowler hat and glasses on Rozū. The two ran up the stairs.

"Well, this should be interesting," Ryou said. Reluctantly, they followed the two girls up the stairs.

"See! See!" Pudding said, bouncing on her toes outside the door to the boys' bedroom. "He is clearly faking being asleep, na no da!"

"Pie does not fake being asleep," Kish said with a snort. "I've lived with him long enough to know that he does not 'fake' anything. And sleeping is high on his list of things he does not mess around with."

"Yeah," Rirī added. "When he wants to sleep, there is no argument and absolutely no way to wake him up."

"Whether he is asleep or not is not the main issue!" Rozū exclaimed, adjusting her bowler hat. "Now, we're going to get a confession out of him if it's the last thing we do!"

"Wake him up, and it will be," Rin warned.

"Is Pie going to kill them?" Mint asked, an eyebrow raised.

The Cyniclons shrugged.

"Looks like we're about to find out," Ichigo said.

"I got this," Rozū said to Pudding, who went and stood in the corner, furiously blowing bubbles on her pipe.

Rozū then went over beside her brother and floated a few inches in the air. She grabbed his ear, took a deep breath, leaned down and…

"OI! WAKE UP!" Rozū yelled into her brother's ear.

Pie jerked upright into a sitting position, instinctively bringing his arm out to strike Rozū at the same time. Rozū, however, was safe a few feet above him.

Pie blinked a few times, in a bit of shock, and with his ears ringing. He looked up and glared at Rozū.

"What," He demanded harshly. "Is wrong with you?"

"Well, Papa thinks one of you dropped me on my head when I was a baby and won't 'fess up. And Mama thinks it's just a phase and I'll grow out of it. And don't get me started on what my teachers think." Rozū said as she dropped to the ground, landing agilely on her feet.

Pie let out a low growl as he pushed aside the blankets and swung his legs around to the side of the bed.

"I meant, why did you feel the need to scream into my ear and wake me up?" Pie said, his eyes narrowed. "And, what are you wearing?"

"We'll ask the questions, na no da!" Pudding declared, marching across the room. "Now, Mr. White Knight, please tell the jury how you committed the crime, na no da?"

"White what?" Pie asked, his voice blank of emotion. "And what crime are you referring to?"

"Well, okay, it wasn't a crime. The White Knight saved Lettuce Onee-Chan from being killed…" Pudding admitted, biting her lip.

"What?" Pie asked, only his eyes showing his shock.

"Oh, like you don't know, na no da!" Pudding said, poking Pie in the chest with her finger.

"I really do not have any idea of what you are talking about, Pudding," Pie said, ire in his voice as he pushed aside her hand. "Now who or what is a White Knight?"

Pudding's shoulders slumped.

"You're not him," She said in a sad voice. Tears came to her eyes. She sniffed. "Why must Pudding make super-amazing cases only for them to be wrong, na no da?" She wailed and ran away from the room crying.

"Well," Zakuro said as she watched Pudding run down the hall. "Here we go again."

"I'm glad she's not looking forward to a career in the crime solving industry," Ichigo said. She sighed. "I'll go talk to her. You guys fill Pie in on what happened."

Ten minutes later, Pie had been informed of the details of the morning's battle and Ichigo had returned with a consoled Pudding, who was sniffling slightly.

"From what I gather, the White Knight is similar in both goals and fighting styles to the Blue Knight," Pie said.

"Kind of weird and scary thinking about it like that," Lettuce whispered from where she sat, curled up with Pie's arm around her. "Knowing what the Blue Knight's true identity was."

"Are you talking about his identity as in who transformed into him, or who he really truly was?" Keiichiro asked.

"Both," Lettuce said, the White Knight's words coming back to her.

"He harmed my servant."

Lettuce unconsciously snuggled in closer to Pie, wrapping her arms around him almost protectively. She wasn't quite sure yet if it was a good thing or not that Pie was the White Knight's 'servant'. She also debated on whether she should mention it or not.

"Wait, who's the Blue Knight?" Rin asked suddenly, breaking Lettuce's train of thought.

"It was Massaya who transformed into him," Ichigo said. "He always did so to protect me when I was unable to fight for myself, or having trouble in a fight."

"Turns out, he was really the host of Deep Blue," Kish said. The Ikisatashi sisters' eyes widened.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Rirī said. "I sit beside Master Deep Blue-Sama in history class and I'm just know learning of this?"

"Deep Blue wasn't the wonderful savior we thought he would be. He didn't care about who or what stood in his way. Not even his loyal soldiers." Tart informed her.

"We were not loyal in the end," Pie pointed out in a low voice.

"Only once we saw how truly corrupt he was, saw that he would kill us and not even blink," Kish said with a scowl. "Irony how, in a way, Massaya was the savior we expected Deep Blue to be."

"What do you mean?" Rozū asked, her eyes as wide as saucers.

"Massaya killed Deep Blue," Tart said. "That last battle… it wasn't pretty."

"We are all alive by some amazing twist of fate," Zakuro said. Her eyes were suddenly hard. "One I do not think we can live through again."

"Do you think the White Knight could be Deep Blue in disguise?" Ichigo asked.

"I sure hope not," Mint said with disgust. "I don't want to get near that freak ever again."

"Ichigo Onee-Chan has a point, na no da," Pudding said. "There was no body of Deep Blue, he just disappeared. He might not even be dead after all, na no da."

"The last thing we need is for Mylo and Deep Blue to get together," Ryou said grimly.

"Agreed," Kish said with a firm nod.

"Deep Blue may have taken on another human host," Keiichiro said. "If the White Knight appears again, we can follow him and see who he truly is."

"Until then, what should we do?" Lettuce asked.

"Business as usual, I guess," Ryou said. "Keep fighting until we learn something new, or come up with a lead. For now, let's go eat some pancakes."

The Tokyo Defenders all nodded eagerly, Pudding in particular.

"Pudding really thought it would be Pie-Chan, na no da," Pudding mumbled an hour later as she helped the other girls, Kish and Tart set up the Café for the day. They all had full bellies and were cleaned up from the morning's battle and ready to take on the day's customers.

"Or could it still be him?" Ichigo asked. "I mean, Massaya didn't remember being the Blue Knight at all for a long time. Could it be the same with Pie?"

"Maybe," Mint said. "We spent so much time thinking it was really Ryou when we didn't even think it could be Massaya."

Pudding scowled and put her hands on her hips.

"The Blue Knight was tall, blond-haired and blue-eyed. Ryou perfectly fit the description and Massaya didn't! Therefore, Pudding wasn't wrong to assume it was Ryou Onii-Chan! Na. No. Da!" The young teen said indignantly.

"You're right, Pudding, you weren't wrong to think of Ryou at first," Lettuce said. "I just wonder… if not Pie, than who would want to protect me so badly?"

"No one comes to mind?" Kish asked. Lettuce shook her head.

"No," Lettuce said as they heard a knock on the Café door. Mint opened the door.

"Sorry, but we don't open for another hour," Mint said.

"I'm just looking for someone," A male voice responded. "A Midorikawa Lettuce-San."

Lettuce quickly turned her head. Standing at the door was a tall teenage boy with shaggy black hair with the ends dyed bright red and light brown eyes. He smiled when he saw Lettuce.

"Nakamura-San?" Lettuce whispered in shock.

"Midori-Chan!" The boy responded. He walked in and hugged Lettuce, picking her up of the ground. "Long time no see, huh?"

"Yeah," Lettuce said. She looked over the boy's shoulder at Kish. "And Kishu-Kun? I was just proven wrong."


Who is this guy? And why is he hugging Lettuce? Will Pie break his neck for touching his girl? And, will there be a love triangle? These questions and more, answered Friday! Nya!