I'm dedicating this whole series to Breezyfeather. She helped me out while I had writer's block, and told me to try writing another fan-fiction, which should cancel it out. Thank you Breezyfeather! Now on with the story, by the way it changes POV a lot, and that includes the anti-mew mew gang, or the My Heart organization as they call themselves.

Kira's POV

"Kira!" yelled an annoying voice.

Great, it's Dan, my over protective boyfriend, or as Sakura, my best friend calls him, my boy toy. For those idiots that didn't get the memo, my name is Kira. I'm 16 yrs old, a purple silver streaked haired, tall, model-like (according to all my friends who I still think are lying), pale freak. I'm in my usual uniform, a black tee that says "trouble finds me, not the other way around" in dark blue. My jeans were their usual black with multiple tears and rips covered up by fringe dancing up and down my legs, flare style. My eyes-last time I checked (they change color with her emotions)- are forest green with dirt brown-rusty red streaks close to my pupils, so to most people they look brown. I have the purple silk choker that he gave me on. It was a deep purple, like just between the star that are just beginning to show them selves at sunset and the brilliant reds, yellows, oranges, and deep, dark blues that frame the yolk as it descends from the sky. My hour-glass figure was framed by my long hair; it fell to the back of my knees, no curls, or waves, just straight hair with body and volume, no product.

"What?" I half asked half yelled back.

"It's time for everyone to get going, and don't forget we're going to the gymnastics tournament to cheer you on, so no cutting, ditching or skipping it like you normally do, got it!" yelled my boss, Alex. Alex has long midnight hair that ends near his waist, and is tied in a pony tail most of the time. He's 28 yrs old. He's tall, and has deep green eyes that tell you what to do, not ask, but order. He was in his uniform, as I like to call it, black slacks, a white t-shirt and a black jacket. He looks like a waiter when he's the cook of the restaurant! All he makes most of us do is disobey and deal with hours of brutal battle training. All I do is annoy him to hell to get back at him for forcing me to do gymnastics. Who cares if it'll help me get back my memory? Not me!

Dan walked up to me and said to Alex calmly, "Don't worry, I'll make sure she gets to school. "

Dan is tall, and inch or two taller than me. His eyes are and electric amber, standing out against his tanned skin and dark sunset forest green hair. He wore an open black sleeveless jacket, a white tank top underneath, and dark colored slacks. He's 18 yrs old, his hair is cut short and the hair barely scrapes the beginning of the middle of his neck. He had side swept bangs that covered the crown of his fore-head. He thinks he owns me, and I hate him. The organization we work for forces me to be with him, and I hate it! He's more of a cousin to me than anything else, a cousin that you're close to, but not like brother and sister, just under that, and he doesn't get that I'm not into him. I wish that I could just have him take a hint. As long as I'm stuck in the My Heart organization, I'm stuck with him.

"I don't need an escort; I'll get there on my own." I walked away, but he tried to fallow, so as soon as I got out the door, I hopped on the roof, and let him look left and right, then run off looking for me. I jumped down, and walked down to my school. I made it to the gates without a sing of Dan.

I go to a huge private school, its right next to the only public middle school that has you wears a uniform and the girls are stuck in a gray, frilly knee dress, while the guys wear dark blue pants and a white tee. My school has a dress code instead, if a girl wears a skirt, it can't be above the middle of their thigh, no short shorts, and you have to wear shirts that don't have a low cut. Boys just don't wear anything that shows their butt crack, wear a tee and if they wear shorts it has to go to their knees. No inappropriate words, and that's it. No girl is aloud to wear a belly shirt unless they want to be called every word in the book, which none of us want, so no one does, much to boys' disappointment. (Perverts). I have a day of free period except for first class, Gym. I technically graduated school when I was 9 yrs old, but for social reasons the My Heart people decide I need to keep going, tutor others, and all that crap.

I ran off to the locker rooms and changed into the gym uniform, it breaks the dress code from before. A black belly shirt and dark blue short shorts for girls, and boys just wore a pair of basketball shorts, some wore a white tank top, and most didn't. I checked in with my teacher, Mrs. What-ever-her-name-is, and ran 10 miles with the rest of the early girls, while the boys we're joking around. They're so immature. I swear that all the muscle bound meat heads are put into my class on purpose. The girls we're doing minor gossiping while jogging, I ran at eight miles per hour, no stopping to talk with them, because I knew that the sooner I finished my assignment, the sooner I could go to the stadium where the gymnastics tournament was being held.

"Pick up the pace girls, Kira, nice job, you're a real model student!" yelled one of the gym teachers.

I yelled back quickly, "… umm… thank you."

I ran for and hour and about 16 minutes on the dot. The other girls finished up a half an hour after me.

"Fastest *pant* again *pant* senpai *pant* *pant* with *pant* out *pant* even *pant* breaking *pant* a sweat. *pant* How do *pant* you do *pant* this so *pant* easily? *pant* *pant* *pant*" said a short girl with electric icy blue hair.

"I do a lot of this in gymnastics, and I've been doing that as far back as I can remember, so I guess it comes naturally." I said shyly, not many people ask me about how I do our assignments so easily, just glare jealously or say I do steroids, which what idiot in their right mind would do, I have no idea.

"You're really *pant* lucky *pant* *pant* *pant* if I was *pant* half as *pant* athletic *pant* as you *pant* I'd *pant* be passing *pant* gym without *pant* a problem." she smiled at me and said "I'm Combattente Iceuos, what's your name?"

"I'm Momomiya Kira, nice to meet you Icy."

"Like wise. How come I only see you I gym, and never anywhere else in school?"

"I'm normally at my job during the rest of the day, plus I'm tutoring the rest of the students, so it's really easy for the teachers to give me a break, in fact as long as I'm in homeroom the school let's me off the hook since I'm the gymnastics captain. It's the only real reason why I'm here."

"Really!" Icy excitedly said with sparkles in her eyes. "I'm trying out after school for the team! Watch this!"

She ran over to the uneven bars that we're used for the boys. They gave me a look and I said to the teacher, "gymnastics nominee, she's barrowing the bars, is that okay?"

The teacher smiled and said enthusiastically, "Go for it! They boys haven't warmed up yet for them any way, so they'll just have to run the trails, got it boys!"

Believe it or not, they smiled and trampled each other to get to the gate for the trails; it's really scary how much they love the trails.

I nodded to Icy, and she ran at top speed, she's pretty fast, and jumped up, she got the high bar, and flipped back and forth, crazy tricks and all me and the other girls could do was smile. I looked at my team and we all nodded. She dismounted almost perfectly, she's so in!

"Looks like you're in, just work on your dismount today and we can all compete, so what 'da 'ya say?"

She smiled, jumped about 8 meters into the sky, landed like a cat, and tackled me to the ground. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you sooooo much! You won't be sorry! I promise!"

"Okay, okay, just let me go!" I laughed.

She did as I asked and said "I have a day of free periods, do you think you could train me for the competition? Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"

"Sure thing, Icy." I calmly replied with a mysterious smile.

I talked to Mr. What-ever-his-name-is and got an okay to get the rest of my team out of school for the day.

We changed back into our normal clothes, and Icy's matched mine. We all laughed. And got out of there.

Here's my team, Diana, Icy, Sakura, and Diasuku.

Diana is a pink haired dancer, but does way more gymnastics. She's average height, and skinny. She has a model body, a tanned face, and red eyes to match her cotton candy hair.

She wore a light green leotard, and had a pair of black slacks, and a white jacket over it. She's got hair that goes to shoulder blades bottoms, in a bun. I swear once in a while her eyes look like a breeze is flowing through them.

Diasuku is the only boy here. He's in a male green leotard, under his basketball shorts and white jacket. He's got red hair and-believe it or not- sea storm eyes that ever so often blue electricity flew through. His hair is long for a boy, to his shoulders, and wavy. It's in a ponytail when he's performing, but when he's not it's down.

Sakura is a blond with rose red swirled in under, making it look pink if you don't see her flip. She's in a brown and yellow swirled leotard. She has on a sunshine yellow jacket and muddy brown pants. Her eyes are green, a dark sea green to be exact. She's really tanned, so her hair and skin tone along with eyes for that matter, that don't match, but she's small, and skinny, so it works for her. Her hair goes down to her ankles. Every once in a while you can see her eyes flash a canyon that has no life or anything near by.

Icy is now in an electric blue leotard, with white and blue swirled in. I lent her an extra from school. She's in a snow-storm- icy blue jacket. Her pants are white. Her eyes are bright blue with a yellow sun surrounding her pupil, maybe a centimeter from the whole thing being engulfed in bright yellow. Her hair is to her middle-back down, but she has it in a braid. Every so often I see a wave blow over the sun in her eye, and it's amazing.

We walked by a pink girly café, it said Café Mew Mew on a sign near by it. It was very pink, I hate how girly it is, and Icy agreed.

I'm wearing a classic purple and black leotard under my clothes. I felt pretty comfortable, because I was use to everything. I wish I could be me, but of course everything had been pre-decided. I was punk, and one with a bad attitude, and I couldn't show most of my emotions to any one, I had to play it cool, but rebellious. I wish I was free, like the birds in the sky, a wolf in the forest, a fish in the sea, anyone with free will, but I'll be the child they want me to be, the girl that drills her team to death, but they hate me, all except for Kiki, and Icy.

Kiki is my little half sister. She is in 6th grade I think, and is 12 yrs old. Brown hair, sort in a hair style favored by boys, with five separate braids that go a fourth way down her shoulder blades. She's short, and has chocolate brown eyes. Every once in a while you can see a flash of a fire, not a vengeful one though, more like the kind needed for life, that needs fuel. We have the same father. Everyone we know was killed in a fire, tornado, earthquake or flood, so we're alone, and she clings to me. Last year I kept my promise to a boy who had stolen my heart, the only person who I remember, but he didn't show up, and on my birthday, I lost all hope to be saved, Ryou, you idiot.

I touched my choker. And realized he hid something in it. I'll check it later, and we began bashing the café and its girly look. By the time we got to the gymnasium, we had declared the café as a place that none of us were to step foot in in less we were dying and it was the closest place for help. Honestly, it's just too pink for my taste, not that bad.

We entered and looked at the others that we're practicing. My younger sister, Kiki was competing in the singles junior league, middle school gymnastics. She was practicing floor.

I'm on balance beam, Icy is on bars, Diasuku is on floor with Sakura, and Diana is on jump. I looked and saw the public middle school, unhappy and then I saw they we're short 1 gymnast, and felt guilty, we have one extra, and they have one missing. Icy was registered with us, so I looked back and showed sympathy. Their captain pointed to Icy, and mouthed "lucky"

"Sorry" I mouthed back.

"It's okay, we're getting a new member, and she's awesome" she said as she approached me. I'm about 7 inches taller.

"Really? Well best of luck, junior juniors."

"We just got her, and she's great, she jumped an 18 wheeler on her way to school, flipped, and landed perfectly on her feet! She's on bars!"

"Our new girl versus yours, loser pays for dinner at lunch"

"Deal, but if it's a tie?"

"Then we split the bill, sound good?"

"Yep!"

A girl with crimson red hair in pigtails walked up to the juniors' coach. She was in a pink and white leotard. She had gray eyes and is a midget. She has gray eyes, and is slightly tanned, but paler.

"Hey coach. Huh?" she looked at me. Her eyes lit up. "Kira nee-chan! I haven't seen you since I was four! How have you been?"

"Umm… I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"Sorry, you look like my mom's step-sister's daughter, Momomiya Kira. She and her half sister Momomiya Kiki are the only blood survivors. You look just like her… but last she was seen she was in America…" she looked really sad. But I was freaked and sympathetic.

"Umm… I don't know you but how did you know nee-chan da no na?" asked Kiki.

"oh sorry, you must think I'm really rude for not introducing myself!" she quickly said, obvious embarrassed with how red her face was. "I'm Momomiya Ichigo."

"that's weird… isn't that Momomiya your last name Kira nee-sama?" asked Icy, while flipping through the uneven bars as easily as if it was breathing.

" that's amazing!" Ichigo said, watching Icy with excitement.

"Momomiya-san, show them what your made of!" her captain said.

Ichigo ran off onto another set of uneven bars and started her routine, and we all watched, except me and Icy. "Now dismount" I ordered.

Everyone snapped out of it, and looked at Icy; she flipped off of the higher of the two bars, and landed on her feet after four backwards flips and landing on her hands, then hopping on her feet in one swift movement.

"Good job, but you're trying too hard on your dismount. Make it more natural, okay?"

"Hai!" she enthusiastically nearly yelled.

I went to the beam and practiced my routine, I ran up to the beam, jumped high, did 8 flips on my way down to the beam, and opened up, landing on my hands, and slowly moved my lower body forewords, and front side felt bunched up, but I ignored it, and let my feet meet the beam, and swiftly shifted my body to my feet fully supporting my all my weight. I bent down quickly, and put all my weight onto my hands, and took my feet off of my the beam, and made my body a T with a larger top part, on the bottom, and slowly moved legs upward, mimicking the movement with my torso, and was straight up, on my hands, and took two steps. I bent my elbows, and jumped up, flipped, and landed perfectly on my feet. I cart wheeled close to the end, and jumped up about 5 feet into the air. I flipped about seven times, and landed on my feet, I stood up naturally, but quickly, and flicked up my arms. It was just practice, but I saw that everyone was watching, shrugged it off, but I was freaking out inside. Then everyone for some unknown reason and were cheering, and applauding the gymnasts on ground, I felt like I must have messed up, but then I heard some one say- or shout- "Way to go Kira!"

Huh? Must be McMillan Kira. She was on ground doing her routine. I knew it. Honestly, who would cheer for me? Let alone applaud.

No one. No one but Kiki, and maybe Dan.

I walked out, unseen and saw that school had gone out, and my shift at Gram's Café was going to start in only 5 minutes! I gotta run! I'll take a short cut! Through the park, left, right, left, and I'll be there!

I ran to the park, and I still had my black clothes on! UUUURRRRG! I'LL HAVE TO GO AT TOP SPEED (which is like forty miles per hour)!

I ran, and everything else was a blur, I made it through the park gate, cut across through near the fountain, hopped over it, and ran through to the streets. Left, right, left, almost there, I hopped up, and cleared the wall blocking my way, 4 minutes left! Hurry, up legs!

I made it to the entrance, and ran into the changing room, the girl's one thank darkness I didn't go into the boy's! I changed into my uniform.

My uniform is purple and black. I have a simple black skirt that goes down to my knees, but it's frilly, and girl but not going outwards, it frilled down, and moved out a little. My T-shirt is purple, and it's close to my hair color but darker, and more like my leotard how I wore it tucked into my skirt. I braided my hair as the other came in to change, Diana, Kiki, Sakura and…Icy!

They each wore a uniform similar to mine, only there's in different colors and sizes. Kiki's is red with a yellow skirt; Icy's is light blue with a white shirt. Diana's is light green, with a silver skirt. And Sakura's is light brown with a yellow shirt.

We all wore a pair of black roller blades.

I bladed into the kitchen and punched in. Right on time!

"nice job, looks like my girl made it in time!" said Dan in shock.

I looked at him in his white shirt and black slacks. He could walk outside and not get stares; I couldn't, well, not really.

"I'm going to take the customer's orders know, and pretend I didn't hear that" I said warning him silently.

I ran out the white kitchen and bladed out into the café. I waited on tables for about three hours, and clocked out. I bladed back to the changing room and talked to Icy as I changed into my normal clothes.

"why are you here?"

"Alex offered me a job here"

"and you took it willingly?"

"well yea, decent pay, an not so humiliating uniform, and I need the money, it may be hell, but I can hang out with you Kira nee-chan, and work on my gymnastics routines too, so why not?"

"well, did they tell you who works here, and why?"

"well, he said I have a special mark on my palm, see?" She showed me a mark on her left hand. It was light blue, and in the shape of a wave. I was shocked, no wonder I like her, she's another experiment. A survivor, like me.

"look," I ordered her. I showed her the back of my left and right hand, on my left there was a black circle, and a silver crescent moon with dark sunset purple covering the rest.

On my right hand was a yellow sun that I forced to show itself, along with the other one. Then I lifted my side bangs that were covering my black 8 prong star mark, that was similar to a base compass rose, and it had silver showing the lines down the center, and white edging it all. My marks took up most of the circular area.

"do you have powers too?" she asked, scared, excited and curious all at the same time.

"yes, I can control darkness, talk to animals, plants, control them, read minds, move things with my mind, and even see and speak to sprits, guardian or otherwise." I cracked.

She hugged me after we were fully dressed, and whispered to me "I can control water, talk to fish, and force people to move how I want them to, I need help, please nee-chan, help me"

"I'll train you, how does that sound? If it's too much, or if your losing control tell me, don't be scared, got it. I'm not just your teacher or trainer, we bear marks, so we are one and the same."

"Thank you. Thank you nee-chan" she let a few tears escape her eyes, and ran out with me.

"Let's get going, or else we'll be late." I said.

"okay nee-chan" she smiled.

We walked out, and raced each other to the stadium, I went one way, and she went another. I hoped up and felt like I could fly! I'm not the only one! I'm not the only one who hates that place that has powers! I'm not the last one! I may not use my powers, but hell it's better than being shipped to another laboratory, we may only have been here for two days, but I already feel great!

I saw something I thought I left in Europe, Marmalade! The pointy ear freak found me! Wait, why is his hair green? Did he dye it or sumthing? It's usually fire red.

He grabbed me by my waist and said what I wasn't expecting, "You must be a new mew, you're kinda cute, but not as much as my Neko-Koneko-chan."

His girlfriend is a cat? Okay this pale pointy eared freak has major issues.

"Let me go you freak." I kicked him in his gut. He let me go and I landed on my feet, not with out a flip and said, "stay away you flying, pointy-eared freak!"

I ran at top speed, and one of Marmalade's buddies showed up, Cream! Wait did he dye his blue hair purple? Man if chocolate did too, I swear I'm going to laugh at them.

"You're not going anywhere, Mew Mew." wait, too emotionless to be Cream, so what happened?

"Yea you old hag" yelled Chocolate. I couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny? Asked the green haired Marmalade.

"1 that you guys all dyed your hair, really marmalade, green? I thought you hated that color, 2 you guys pretty much stalked me and the other eclipses from the My Heart organization from Europe to Japan and know Japanese in only two days, and 3 you guys think you'll get kidnap me and succeed this time." I responded.

"Wait, my name is Kishu, and how do you know Marmalade?" said the green haired cyclone.

"he stalked me all year," I responded.

"I'm Pai," said the purple haired one.

"and I'm Taruro" said the shrimp.

"okay then, and you're telling me this why?" I asked, dodging an attack, accidentally falling into Pai. He grabbed me and I kicked him in his gut. He doubled over in pain, and Tarturo tried to tie me up with his click-clacks, and hit Kishu instead.

"I think you guys are done for now," I said as I quickly hit his pressure points, temporarily paralyzing him.

I landed on the ground, and propped him against a tree, as he fell asleep.

"what was that all about?" I asked no one in particular. Then I felt a life force, one I know all too well, the real Marmalade!

Well I'm just going to stop this chapter here before it gets too long.

Dan- Ya' think!

Diasuku- we all do gymnastics and work a the same place because … waiting for zetta13 13s or Breezyfeather to say the answer.

Breezyfeather- thanks for the second dedication, and why would we give it away?

Kira- I'm being stalked because …

Icy- nee-chan, how come we're the only ones so far?

Kira- I dunno

zetta13 13s- before you guys give away something, I want to thank Breezyfeather for letting me use her in my intros and outros.

Kiki- READ AND REVIEW! DA NO NA! swinging from ceiling fan

Taruro- she's almost as bad as the old hags and Pudding… combined shivers