Hello, and welcome to Tokyo Mew Mew from the minds of myself, Hoshi, and my boyfriend, Herro. Now first off I would like to welcome you with a disclamer that ither of us doesn't own Tokyo Mew Mew, but we do own Hoshi and Herro.

Now our TMM world is moddled a few years after the Tokyo Mew Mew season one, because Herro and I hate Berry. Also Masaya will not be existing in this story because I hate him, a lot. So he will have dumped Ichigo and the blue knight powers will have be transfored to another person.

Now this will be rated as an M fan fic, because of voilence, language, adult situations, and sexual content.

Onto the couples,
Hoshi/Keiichiro, Ichigo/Herro, Ryou/Lettuce, Mint/Zakuro

One more thing, please try to ignore some of the spelling mistakes and bad grammer, I do not have a spell/gramer check on my lap top and the online spell check isn't working that well.

Now Onto the FanFic!

Falling Over Again

Chapter 1

It was a nice and cold winter afternoon in Tokyo, and a girl about 18 only wrapped on a thin sweater over her work cloths was walking threw the snow covered streets. She felt crappy this morning and really just wanted to be in bed, but needed to be where she was. Standing by a frozen water fountain in the middle of the Tokyo park. A man finally came up to her and they slipped each other something by just a touch of their hand. With that she left and headed out of the part for work. She was shivering madly but continued on. Once she got to work, she would be fine and warm.

The park was empty, mostly because the night before there was a light snowfall, and her eyes began to wander as she looked at the sene. She couldn't remember the last time she had been able to enjoy what was around her. The beautiful snow was shimmering in the sunlight, or the sound of the snow bird's sweet song. She coughed and felt her body bang into something and she fell to the cold ground.

"OW," she mumbled, and looked up from the ground. There was a man standing over her. He had a long black jacket on and he seemed to be caring a sword. From where she was sitting his face wasn't very visible.

"Oh I'm sorry," he said in a kind voice and held out his hand to help her. "I must not have been looking where I was going."

"No," she said taking his hand, "It was my fault I was distracted."

When she was standing his face became for visible, he was very handsome. He had short blond hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. There was also a scar on his cheek, and he smiled as she continued to shiver.

"Here," he said taking off his jacket and putting it on her. "You need this more than I do."

"Oh no," she said. "I really can't take this."

"It's mine to give, just promise that you will wear it."

She smiled, he almost seemed filmier to her. "My name is Hoshi," she finally said. "May I ask yours?"

"Herro."

Hoshi stopped breathing and she felt her pulse skip a beat. This couldn't be right.

"Herro? Is that really you Herro?" she asked as she caught her breath.

He stared hard at her, like he was searching every part of her body and he was trying to remember who she was. His eyes lit up and he automatically pulled Hoshi into a hug. He lifted her up and even spun her around. Hoshi began to giggle as she wrapped her own arms around him.

"It's been way too long Herro," Hoshi said happily.

"Your telling me!" he said smiling himself, "Like five years too long. I didn't know you were back in Tokyo!"

"I've actually been back for about a year. I went looking for you and Keiichiro but after we had to split up I had no idea where to start."

"Well you couldn't find me because, I came back home about two months ago my mother died and I had to come home for the funeral," Herro looked down and away from Hoshi's eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry Hun...I know how you feel," she whispered. "You remember what happened..." She sighed trailing off herself. In a few moments she realized that she was going to be late.

"Herro," she said to change the mood. "I need to get going to work. Lets try and get together sometime." She smiled to try and lighten the mood.

"Oh of corse, hey let me walk you there. You look like your about to pass out," he said while taking her arm.

"No!" she quickly responded, "That isn't nessiary Herro. We were going in different directions and I am going to be fine now that you gave me your jacket. Which by the way you are going to get back the next time we see each other."

"No I insist Hoshi," he said. "Plus it gives us a few more minuets to catch up. Also I can get your phone number so we can meet up again."

"Really Herro," she persisted, "It's no problem I am not going to far..." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a pen and took his hand. "Here's the number of the place I am staying OK? I gotta run."

She smiled again and quickly darted to work tring her best to avoid the ice patches along the street and the side walk. When she finally reached her work the doorman let her in a grumbled, "Your late, hurry up before your show starts."

"Thanks Yoko," she said and ran to her dressing room and pulled off Herro's jacket and her sweater. She was luckily enough to have most of her dance cloths on any way. She put on some quick makeup, and tied her hair back. It was a really goodnight for tips.

Hoshi's crowd was packed, she was becoming one of the more popular dancers at the strip club. She was small and very flexible, so she could work the poll really easily. Tonight was her first night as the main dancer, she could make up to 1000 dollars, and she felt like she was going to topple over.

She just had to consintrate, it was her night to shine, and know that for once she didn't have to go hungry for a day. With this money she could pay her rent, cell phone bill, and eat something besides diet coke and cigarettes.

Her eyes were closed as she began to calm her nerves, she only hoped that she wouldn't get into trouble tonight, all she really wanted to was sleep.

"Now here she is the girl you have been waiting for, our all time sexiest girl, the feline of the stage! Hoshi the Cat!"

Hoshi quickly walked onto stage and took her position on her poll. And went to work, the men cheered and held out bills upon bills. She fought to keep her concentration, and managed to turn her mistakes, like stumbling, or lagging on the poll into her act. After working here for about a year in a half, she found that it was easier to make eye contact with only a few men at a time, so she wouldn't be so overwhelmed. Tonight impartially...There were the normal men, the business people looking for a way to unwind after work, but tonight there was this one guy. He was gorgeous, and looked very American with his bright blond hair. He was watching her every move it seemed.

She jumped from stage to stage using the dance polls as leverage, and used the whole room as her stage. Until she was right next to him, and gave him a sexy smile. The other men were hooting and hollering as she began to strip off her clothing and throw it around the room. She still wanted to feel slightly conservative for now because she left on her undergarments.

His eyes never left hers, and once he seamed to be satisfied slipped her a bill and she went back to the main stage. Her song was almost over and she wanted to finish it off on the poll, so she could have something to hang onto. She was exhausted and really wanted the extra support, she promised herself that she was going to finish her dance no matter what.

Before she realized it, the music stopped, the men finished throwing their money to her, and she was in the back sprawled out on one of the benches. Her breathing was heavy and shallow. She was drenched with sweat, and shivering. At least it was over. She slowly sat up, trying to make the room stop spinning. Herro's jacket was nearby, and pulled it on and relaxed in comfort and warmth. She could almost feel that it was his strong arms around her keeping her warm. She was so happy to have found her best friend again. Her Herro.

By the end of the night Hoshi had made over $600 dollars. At that time though she felt like she was going to pass out from exhaustion and her fever. She just wanted to get home and sleep the weekend away, she was happy that she didn't have to work for a few days.

"Hey Kitty," Yoko said as she started to leave. It was his nickname for her, "Boss wants to see you in his office before you go home."

"KK Fox," Hoshi's nickname for him, "Thanks a lot." She turned to leave and Yoko called to her.

"Nice show Kitty," he said.

"Thanks!"

She went up stairs to her boss's office, he was a big guy, and a total pimp. "Well little Hoshi has finally grown up hasn't she," he said in a sly voice. "You brought me in a lot of money tonight honey."

"thank you sir," she said in a quiet voice, she was always afraid to look in his eyes.

"And now my little kitty cat," he said. She hated when he used that name. "You got another job on your hands, a privet gig for a very rich man. He saw you here tonight and wants you and a few others to do a birthday. He will pay really good money to both me and you."

"Really sir, well I will do it of course," she said.

"I knew you would kitty cat. You could use the money like every other girl in this place. The job is in two days, come here first to get the group together and I will have Yoko take you all to the sight. Be here at 8 and don't be late or you will lose pay got that?"

"Yes sir," she said.

"Good girl, now get out of here before I get any bad ideas."

She quickly turned and went back down stairs, two days...Well so much for doing what she planed. She didn't want to think about that now, she was tired, sick, and freezing. She just wanted to get home and sleep, maybe shoot up, but sleep was what she wanted the most.

Her apartment was about fifteen blocks after she crossed that park. It was about 1/4 of a mile, in the dark freezing winter, at about one in the morning. She was use to walking this walk, she did it almost every night. She knew where to avoid the perverts, and the rapist. She knew where the druggies hung out, and where the cops would catch them. It was just a normal walk home for her, only tonight she was so discombobulated from her fever she couldn't think about all of those things. She just wanted to get home to her futon and wrap herself up in Herro's jacket and her mother's afghan.

Hoshi's head was spinning, her eyes half closed as she walked through the park. Her legs were wobbling like she was trying to walk on a tightrope, not solid grown.

"Home Hoshi," she thought. "Just get home girl, then we can sleep until we get our high on."

She slipped her hand into her pocket and felt that small little packet of white escape. She would have all day tomorrow before her job, so she could sleep until she woke up, and then just drift away. If she didn't now that is. At the end of that park Hoshi missed stepped and hit an ice patch. She hit the ground hard, her side whacking against the concrete. She heard a loud crack and her arm went numb with pain, she rolled over onto her back her eyes halfway open. She was in a lot of pain, but had strength to pick herself off of the ground.

Within a few moments though she herd a voice, "You take a spill Missy?" is hissed, "here let me help you up."

Hoshi managed to reach out her good arm and stared at the blurry figure. Instead of grabbing it though, the voice gripped on hard to her injured arm. Hoshi yelled in pain, but was soon muffled by some sort of cloth. "Now you shut that pretty little mouth of yours," it hissed. "You know when to be quiet, so just do it.."

The voice, which Hoshi now guessed to be a man, began to run his extra hand up and down her body. Feeling all over and exposing her to the cold. Hoshi couldn't do anything now, she was paralyzed with pain. His arm was tightly gripped onto her bad arm. His hands started to slide into her pockets and touch her bare flesh. "Oh your got quite a stash her pretty," he hissed when he found the money she had made that night, as well as her smack.

When he was about to start pulling off her cloths he sudently stopped, and pulled away from Hoshi, just leaving her there. Hoshi was shivering with cold and fear. She could barely stay concuss, didn't even have enough strength to pull Herro's jacket over her now exposed body. All she could do was wish for someone to come by and save her.

She closed her eyes and felt herself start to drift away, when she was jerked away. Something, or someone wrapped their arms around her covering her with Herro's jacket, and keeping her warm with what felt like another.

"Stay away," her savior said. "You need to stay with me until we get out of this cold. Your going to be OK."

The voice sounded so nice, and caring, almost like an old friend. He continued to talk to her, getting simple yes's and no's out of her. The most though he got out of her was, "My arm," and "Right."

Soon though there was bight lights that stung her eyes and she quickly closed them. Heat, warmth, it was so calming.

"See I told you," her savior said, "Your going to make it."

She was placed down onto something soft like a bed, or couch. She could barely keep her eyes open now, and felt the jackets being pulled off her. He was so careful not to hurt her, that she didn't protest. She was still freezing and her snow wet cloths weren't helping her warm up. She was actually not even caring that some man was taking off her cloths, she trusted him and even felt her arm gently being lifted over what seemed to be a blanket of some sort.

"You can go to sleep now," that kind voice said to her. "I'm just going to wrap and ice your arm. So just sleep."

Hoshi's head moved a little like she nodded and finally drifted off warm and comfortable. She would have to thank who ever this person was for saving her life.

After their mystery guest had fallen asleep and was tended too two men, one with striking blond hair, and the other long brown were talking quietly to one another.

"So you really think it is her?"

"Ya, there is no doubt in my mind, it's Hoshi."

Hoshi: Well what do you think? Don't worry, the Mew girls will be in the next chapter. So read and review!
Hoshi