This is my VERY first fanfiction. So please, no flames. I'm not sure if these chapters are exactly long cause I haven't got anything to compare them too. I hope you don't die of boredom. The spelling shouldn't be too bad though-

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Also, before I forget, I will introduce at LEAST two more Characters into this.

Also, I own nothing. Obviously. Or Ichigo would just punch Aoyoma in the face, and walk off with Kishu. But anyway. And last thing, updates will be kind of irregular. Sorry.

ENJOY!

It was late, Ichigo knew it. She began to walk home, knowing a sleepless night of trying to figure out her feelings towards the cheeky, amber eyed alien was awaiting her once she reached her fluffy pink duvet at home. He was hot. So, what? He had senselessly gorgeous eyes. So what? He was in love with her. So what? He was willing to spend his entire life with her. So…what. Ichigo shook her head. Stupid, stupid thoughts. What about Aoyoma?

So what, he hadn't been exactly caring since the mew project was stopped. It was only scrapped half a year ago! That was nothing in relationship terms. Ichigo sighed at herself. Once again, she found herself making excuses for the man she had once loved. The on TRUE thing, she supposed, that was holding her back, was simple routine. She'd spent little over a year of her life defeating Kishu, she wasn't sure if she could overcome those fighting instincts that muscled their way into her head he warped. Besides, what would the MEWS think? She knew Pudding and Taruto were together, but they were kids, and even the rumours about Retasu and Pai failed to relate to her situation. It was Kishu. It would feel REALLY strange. Ichigo sighed, and ran a gloved hand through her hair. Something cold and wet landed on her nose. Snow? Ichigo shivered, and looked up. A storm was coming. She should hurry home. Ichigo went on her way.

Kishu sighed. He missed Ichigo. Sitting on his normal step ( Taruto had named it the hag step. For obvious reasons.) wondering what the girl he loved was doing today. He had, of course, considered returning to stalk her. This, he decided, was ultimately a bad idea. But as long as she didn't know… Kishu sighed. It was an idea he'd been toying with for months. Just after his planet was healed. He knew Pai was seeing Retasu, and Taruto and the monkey girl were together. Kishu chuckled inwardly, and looked forward to asking Taru-Taru about his most recent date. He wondered absently what that 'punk' Aoyoma was up to. Pai said that Retasu had told him Ichigo wasn't exactly… HAPPY with his behaviour recently. The very thought made anger flare up inside him. Aoyoma was ignoring Koneko! His anger subsided into a wave of frustration. If I go, the chances are, I'll make this whole thing worse, but if I don't go, that punk might hurt Ichigo more… Kishu sighed for the third time. He truly missed her. He missed her stubborn, Happy-go-lucky attitude. He missed her bobbing red hair, from her twitchy ears to her even twitchier tail. He- Kishu's thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of an old friend. Pai had come.

"Hey." Pai nodded in reply, and sat down next to him.

"You a choice you know." Pai's voice rang out.

"Mnnh?"

"You don't have to just sit here and think about her. Move on, or go see her. Just sitting here isn't an option."

"Yes, it is."

"I'll MAKE it not an option."

"Joking, joking. And before you say anything, I know." Pai just looked at him, not believing a word. " How's Taruto doing with the monkey girl?"

Pai had to turn his head so Kishu wouldn't see his smirk. A defiant smile worked it's way across his face. He would see her.

Ichigo yawned. Staying awake had never been a strong point of hers. CAT-NAP! She giggled inwardly, and realised just how sleep deprived she was to laugh at such a bad joke. A cat meowed in the street below her window, and her thoughts were once again drawn to Kishu. Ichigo yawned again. Perhaps the internal argument could wait. Sleep came first. Always.

She pulled on her slippers and made her way to the bathroom. She stared into the bathroom mirror as she brushed her teeth, thinking of everything she could associate with him. The only real bad thing she could think of was his only slightly perverted streak. Without his pervert streak, he would be him. He'd be like a dumb Pai. Mentally anyway. Ichigo put her toothbrush back, and sat on her bed. Her mind could wait for Kishu. It couldn't wait for sleep.

Kishu however, couldn't wait for her. Appearing in the old tree outside her window, Kishu watched her complete homework before settling into bed. Kishu held his breath, and advanced into the room. He shut his eyes. But nothing hit him. Not shoes, no hairbrush. Kishu opened his eyes to reveal- Ichigo had fallen asleep. Kishu smirked and sat on a chair. Time to sleep. I'm gunna need all my energy in the morning.