Hi there everyone! Yeah I know, for a girl who isn't supposed to write during term I am doing pretty well. Okay so I will explain this one. This story is something new. I haven't read anything like it. This chapter is the prologue of a brilliant story, I sound so conceited but it's true. The only catch is I can't guarantee regular updates. Get it? Good. Okay well you can't figure out who the eventual couple is then you obviously have never read my stories before so check out my profile. Okay, so enjoy this story. Bye.

This story is dedicated to my little brother and sister. Who I love a lot even if I do threaten to kill them several times a day.

Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew. But I do own this story and idea. Okay this is the last time I will be writing the disclaimer so bear with it.

Prologue

He tapped his fingers impatiently on his Mahoney desk. It was one of the rare times he displayed any sign of the emotions he had buried deep in his soul. He glanced at his gold watch impatiently, knowing that it made no difference. She was already late and yes time was being wasted. He had been waiting for his fiancé to appear for almost half and hour.

Tiring of his waiting he got up and made his way across his spacious office to the opposite side of the room and the built in bar. Reaching into the built in fridge he removed a bottle of spring water. Removing the cap he drank from it deeply, trying to quench his thirst and his impatience. He leant against the bar and glanced around his office, something he got little very little time to do these days.

His office was large and spacious; it was decorated tastefully with antiques and expensive artwork. It spoke of success, power and money hard won. His mouth quirked. It described him perfectly. Thinking back he hadn't always been surrounded by things like this.

He had bee born into a prominent family of a small countryside town. In that area his family had been thought of and treated as royalty. They owned the town. His parents had been killed in a freak flying accident when he was two. This resulted in him being raised by his solemn grandmother and his rather eccentric grandfather.

His grandmother had disliked him; he had known it from an early age. She blamed him for her son's death and the fact that he looked remarkably like his mother did nothing to endear him to her. None the less she had seen to it that he had been fed, bathed and clothed by the staff. She only allowing herself the heartless contact of providing money.

His grandfather on the other hand showered attention on him. At the age of four his grandfather presented him with a horse. By the age of ten he had been presented with four expensive cars, at the age of twelve he received a speedboat and at the age of fourteen he was given a handpicked girlfriend. His grandfather had chosen her specifically to annoy his grandmother.

It was two years later that the tragedy struck. He had just completed high school at the age of sixteen. His grandfather who was thrilled at the prospect of having another genius in the family decided to throw a party. It was the party of the decade. There were people, teens and middle aged, everywhere and they had all gone wild. His grandfather had been the life and soul of the party as per usual, until he suddenly fell to the ground clutching his chest. He had bee rushed to the hospital but was dead upon arrival. Minute's later doctors were able to confirm that the cause of death was a heart attack.

Two days later he had been summoned to his grandmothers quarters. There he had found her in the presence of her lawyer. His grandmother had never loved her husband. It had been a marriage of necessity rather than love. Her late husband had failed to leave a will and thereby by law all his worldly possessions and debts fell to his closet relative, that being his grandmother. That night that she summoned him she disowned him, casting him out into the world with nothing the education he had received and the clothes on his back.

He could still hear her exact words. "I regard you as no blood of mine. You are nothing but a bad dream to me. Your blood is none of mine. I wish to never see you again. Go away from this place and never return. To me you are now a stranger."

His only reply before he left was " This is no loss as all my life we have but been strangers."

That was the night he had hitched a ride with a passing truck. The driver had thought him to be a spoilt, rich brat, which in retrospect he probably had been. Yet upon the trucks arrival at its destination he had helped unload the goods in payment for the free ride.

He had vowed to make his grandmother regret her action of casting hi away. He would make it on his own, he would never require help. He would show her and the rest of the world what he was capable of.

Coming back to the present he smiled, he had accomplished all that he had set out to do. At the current age of twenty-five he was one of the richest self-made billionaire businessmen in the world. He now owned a prosperous, ever growing business empire and it continued to grow everyday. He was awed and respected by all. His employees and competitors alike swore that he had nerves of steel, no emotions and the ability to take extremely great risks successfully. He was without a doubt the most promising young man in the business world today. He never waited for anyone, he lived for his work.

He did everything upon his own convenience, this included his marriage. He had taken time to choose his bride to be. Thinking of her he again glanced at his watch. Where was she? She was always punctual. Finally tiring of the wait he picked up the phone and began top dial her number. As the phone began to ring he heard footsteps approaching his office. Glancing up, while waiting for her to answer the phone he saw four men enter his office.

He placed down the receiver. Two police officers advanced and cuffed his hands behind his back while the third read him his rights. The forth man was a friend and his lawyer. It was to him he addressed he question, "What are the charges?"

His friend's eyes clouded before he answered. Once he had he asked for instructions. He received but one, "Don't let me go broke." He was then led away

"Ryou Shirogane, prominent business man and multibillionaire was convicted today on the charge of a double homicide." "Today Ryou Shirogane was tried and found guilty for the murder of his fiancé and her lover." Silently a young woman listened to the headlines on the television.

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So there the prologue. Please read and review . I WOULD REALLY LIKE TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK OF IT.