hihi first tokyo mew mew fanfic. as the rest of us probably are, i am a kisshu fangirl. managed to watch all 52 eps in less than a week =\ but anyway, i hope you like this story ..but i doubt it since it's my first writing these sorta things. but anyway, enjoy!

disclaimer: i do not own tokyo mew mew. ... because aoyama would have died a long time ago if it did belong to me. obviously.

oh btw, in order to set the scene, watch ep 45. it's where they're in the dead end and kisshu's trying to take ichigo with him

'Don't be stubborn, I know you'll understand'

Her eyes flickered with fear as she looked into his. His soft golden eyes held something more than just his usual evil playfulness. She paused for a second. Ichigo studied his face looking for something. Yes, it was definitely there although she had to be wary, Kisshu was renowned for his jokes. And since he wanted to kill her half the time, she wasn't fully convinced.

His eyes, his tender smile showed sincerity. As though he meant what he was saying. As though he really believed that if she came with him, the world would be at peace once more.

'Ichigo? What's wrong?'

'N-no nothing' Dropping her gaze she acted firm, repeatedly rejecting his offers. But even so, her voice faltered. Her firmness was slipping away and Kisshu had sensed something and picked up on it.

Trying once more, she squeezed her eyes shut, knowing though her efforts were wasted as she screamed,

'Why should I obey you?'

A small gasp escaped Kisshu's mouth as he looked at her, as though surprised by what she had said.

'Why…?' he repeated, 'Ichigo...'

She looked up at him again and saw it. That genuine sincerity in his eyes and voice but this time, another emotion had been added to the mix. Sadness. As she looked closer, the hurt was clearly written across his face. She didn't understand at all, she couldn't comprehend what Kisshu was trying to say to her. He was about to continue when he broke off.

Kisshu's large ears picked up something he didn't want to hear. Especially not at this time.

'Tsk, I'm not letting you get in the way. Ichigo is MINE' Kisshu growled under his breath. His rare gentle smile faded into a snarl as he thought of what he could do.

'Kisshu?' Startled he looked up to see her confused face; her beautiful confused face that he loved so much.

'Heh, let's take this somewhere else. Somewhere more .. exciting koneko-chan.' His usual smirk was coming back and of course, frightened Ichigo a little.

'Kisshu? Kisshu! What are you-'

Grabbing her wrist once more, Kisshu lifted her off the ground and teleported somewhere else.

'Ichigo? Ichigo!'

Panting, Aoyama came running towards the dead end where Ichigo and Kisshu had been only moments before. Scanning the area, there was obviously no trace of her.

'What.. that feeling,' he mumbled to himself as he rested against a building from his tiring run, 'that feeling that Ichigo was in trouble. My feet brought me here but,' he paused, 'she's not here.'

Standing up straight, Aoyama closed his eyes.

'Yes, I can feel it, it's faint now but, Ichigo needs me!'

With that, he continued his frantic run across the streets of Tokyo looking for the girl he swore to protect.

'WHAT THE HELL? Kisshu what is this! Why..why are we on top of a building?'

Laughing his trademark laugh, Kisshu floated down to where Ichigo stood, frozen in place. He took her face quite roughly in his pale hand and bore his eyes into her huge petrified ones.

'Heh, heh. I did say something more interesting right? What's wrong? Scared honey?'

Acting tough, Ichigo shook her head and pushed Kisshu off her. Smirking, he allowed distance between the two of them before realizing why they were there in the first place.

Landing back on the ground, he advanced towards her, trying again.

'Ichigo, I've already made up my mind. Please, come with me.'

'Kisshu, I don't understand! I told you already, only Aoyama-kun is the one for me!'

Kisshu winced at that statement, as if a dagger had stabbed him right in the heart. His hurt was soon replaced with anger and jealousy. He wanted to slap her senseless. He wanted to shake her till she realized how much she meant to him. He wanted to kill that Aoyama for even entering her life. Instead, he hurled his anger through his words.

'Why don't you understand? What don't you get Ichigo! You're so thick-headed!' His psychotic rants were coming back, something he really couldn't control. His usual golden eyes turned into slits as words poured out of his mouth. In his crazed state of mind he grabbed her shoulders and locked his piercing eyes into hers. Ichigo was beyond frightened. She couldn't do anything to protect herself, as Kisshu had her pendant in his pocket. She couldn't fight off his insane strength and in his current state, she obviously couldn't talk him out of letting her go.

'Kisshu.. just.. just tell me what you want.' It was barely a whisper but enough to calm the rage.

She lowered her head, tears flowing freely down her face as she waited for his answer. She readied herself for whatever it was he wanted; she was sure it was something along the lines of killing her, or killing her boyfriend. But nothing came out. Ichigo was too frightened to do anything; too frightened to repeat her question, too frightened to look up at his face, too frightened of the outcome she never saw coming.

well..cliffhanger i guess? hahaha sorry :) um i was actually really looking forward to this story..except as i wrote more it just didn't turn out the way i wanted to =='' oh well. please review? and maybe i can get some new ideas for the next chapter? ...if there is gonna be a next chapter. ..heh