Warning: Oc and Canon sibling relationship included. If that is something you dislike, Sorry. This is just a short story of two ocs that I wrote up because I was bored. Some darker themes included, including murder, drugging of a drink, and obviously violence. Might be a bit choppy or weird. I haven't wrote Fanfiction since I was a child. lol.

It has been years since Deep Blue was defeated. Even a few years after Berry came in. Life seemed a bit quiet, but Ryou was worried there might be another problem forming. While working on perhaps a new Mew group, His younger sister offered to help. This young lady had gone away to boarding school since the year before the Mew Project started. At first, she didn't care about it. There was nothing for her to worry about. She didn't necessarily care about her older brother, or the people of Tokyo. Cherry, Real name being Airi Shirogane, didn't really care for others. People just made her feel bored. Escaping to another country didn't help.

So why did she offer to become a mew, if nothing interested her enough to want to save the planet? Simple. Ryou and Cherry grew up next door to a young man named Cream. He was a sweet child, rather timid and gentle. He came from a poor family, and his parents were often not in the picture. But the siblings often let him come over since he treated them with genuine kindness. Cherry didn't like him at first. She thought he was too soft, squishy and honestly could probably break in half if you pushed him the right way. But through the years, he slowly began to grow on her.

But nothing mattered until that fateful day. Like most stories, there is a breaking point that begins the journey of a character. Cherry had just arrived back, and was settling in. It was a warm spring day. The scene before her was almost sweetly stereotypical. Cherry blossoms gently floating to the ground, birds singing, and some children playing in the distance. The scene, however, ended its sweetness there. On the ground laid the pale blonde young man she knew very well. She didn't know what caused him to lose consciousness, but curiosity hit.

She wandered over, and knelt down beside him. What a bother. His sleeping face was rather darling though. She lightly smacked his cheek, speaking in her typically polite tone,"Cream. Dear, Wake up."

The young man stirred and with sleepy warm brown eyes, he gazed at her. It had been so long. Last he remembered, she was also blonde and was rather short. Now, she had dyed her hair a magenta pink, and grew to an average height. It took him a good moment for his brain to process that it was her. He spoke,"Cherry? I thought you left."

"I did, but I'm back. What happened to you?" She asked, curious.

"It's nothing. I didn't want to bother Ryou, so I've just been working a lot. I probably was just a bit tired." His excuses meant nothing to her. It was rather clear by his explanation that he had been working himself to the point of exhaustion. Cream, although timid, was a hard worker. She knew very well that he was indeed capable of doing that. Neglecting his health in order to get enough money for food and rent. Something about that bothered her.

"Well, Whatever. Get up." Her words were sharp and strict. He knew he would get nowhere with her if he refused.

Instead, warmth radiated from the smile he gave her. That warmth turned to heat, that melted her heart. He spoke again,"Thank you, Cherry. I missed you."

She didn't understand why her fondness grew for him that day. There was no clear explanation. Nothing of magic, but perhaps mere infatuation. It wasn't love, but a curious feeling that she wanted to believe was love. Being the little rich girl she was, Cherry arranged a simple apartment for them to share. It wasn't huge, but was very well taken care of. Although not a couple, She chose to room with him. As previously stated, he was a hard worker, and she knew he wouldn't take advantage of her kindness.

Days went by. Every little smile he gave her. Every little kind gesture. It drove her nearly mad. For every little thing made her adore him more. And more. And more. She found herself thinking about him often. Taking note of his favorite things. Her heart fluttered when he moved closer to her on the couch as they watched movies. Nothing made sense to her, but at the same time, she began to consider it love. His warmth felt safe to her. She didn't... couldn't let anything ruin this. She started to feel uneasy. For she had never had anything this warm. Every childhood memory began to become more fond.

But for Cream, her shift in attitude didn't bother him. From when they were children, he knew she was a bit unstable. A good child, but just never acted like everyone else. He liked that about her. He liked how honest she was with him, and how she wouldn't accept anyone treating her wrong. Yes, he liked a girl that could stand up for what she believed in. He was honestly glad to see her getting comfortable. She had always put up a nice wall, and he didn't want to force it down. He wanted to be someone she could confide in. He didn't quite know the extent of it though.

It didn't take long for them to start dating. Cream, noticing her craving to be close to him, gently asked her if she liked him. He was curious, and thought it would be nice to date. Perhaps this deepened the obsession, but he didn't seem to care. Cherry agreed rather eagerly, and didn't really hesitate to consider him hers. That night, she grasped onto the soft fabric of his t-shirt as they were about to retire to their rooms for the night. A simple demand was stated, as bluntly as ever.

"Kiss me."

Pale cheeks blushed as the two stared at each other. Cream gave a small chuckle,"Are you sure? You wouldn't want to wait?"

"No, I'm sure. Is... Is it wrong not to wait?"

He leaned down, gently lifting her face up and kissed her for a moment. It was short, but like all dramatic love stories, felt like forever. He tilted his head a bit to the side with a tiny smile,"Was that okay?" All she could do in return was nod. That set everything in stone. This man was hers, and as long as he was here, nothing mattered.

Cut to today. Ryou had admitted that he was testing out new Mew DNA, and tried it on a male. Not himself. But Cream. He knew his sister wouldn't handle it well, but also knew she wouldn't do anything too extreme. But he could see her face turn dark. There was just a look in her eyes that told him if he wasn't related to her, he'd be a dead man. Instead, she chose to scold him.

"Do you know how tired Cream is?! And you're going to make him fight whatever crazy ass thing will come here?! Is that any way to treat your childhood friend?!"

"Relax, Airi. He'll be fine. There's no threat at the moment anyways. It was all safe, and he agreed to it."

"I don't care if he agreed to it! Cream had overworked himself into being rather sickly! He can't handle protecting the damn Earth!"

"And that's why I'm making a few mews. Including you."

Ryou should've made better choices. Because the dark expression, and unstable glimmer in her eye made it pretty clear she wasn't okay. Cherry simply said,"Then you cannot get involved in what I do. I'm not going to play the innocent game the original mews played. I will destroy anything and anyone who tries to hurt Cream. I will protect this disgusting planet, but only for his sake." With that, Ryou could just sigh. There was nothing he could do about it now. And at least he knew she'd end the threat pretty damn quickly. Hopefully the mews he chose would work well with her. He knew if she made at least one or two new friends, perhaps her personality would mellow out a bit more. But for now, All he could do is watch.