This is my first Tokyo Mew Mew fanfic so I hope you enjoy reading it and post nice comments. I had lots of fun making all of the characters for this fanfic and I spent allot of time perfecting the fanfic chapter plan. This whole storyline is totally original and so are the characters. I may need an OC in the near future so keep your eyes peeled for a OC request you guys:)

chapter one: Cherry Blossoms

Prologue:

Thirteen year old Misaki Iyumi smiled as she slowly walked among the flower beds of the churchyard. Headstones lay in every crack amongst the poppies, and the wind made an eerie whistle. Every step she took she felt more and more uneasy. But it didn't bother her anymore, not since she visits every week.

She was only 9 when her mother died in a car accident. She was on her way to see her friend, Nakshiko, when some drunken loudmouths decided to speed down a narrow, country road. Her mother was coming the other way, before she knew it the airbag was slammed into her delicate face and her belt tightened round her body. Luckily Misaki wasn't in the car at the time, but ever since that accident her father was never the same.

Misaki wondered over to her mothers headstone, "I've missed you mom" Misaki whispered, coming back to reality after reminicising the event of her mothers death. She shivered as the moonlight lit up her hair, " Its been awhile hasn't it?"

Tears streamed down her face like little crystals. Her eyes shimmered.

" Dads doing just fine. Hospital are treating him well. I'm sure he'll be better soon. But...its just not the same without you mom, everything just so much harder!"

She dropped down to her knees...And there she sat, under the brightly lit moon...

Misaki was souring through the sky as an angel, clouds bobbing up and down all around her body. She felt nice and refreshed to be free of the world. A shadow appeared between two of the biggest most fluffy clouds. It took the shape of a boy, and it was rapidly moving closer and closer. He looked like an angel. He was covered in a black smoke which suddenly took the shape of a...school uniform?

The boy moved closer and closer until her stopped dead in front of her. He parted his lips and said..."BRING BRING!" Misaki shot upright. "urg! just a dream I guess. But that guy was pretty cute"

She made a grab for her alarm clock and threw it on the floor "stupid alarm clock just when it was getting to the good part!"

It made some half-hearted small chiming sounds before it totally zonked out,

"Hah! serves you right for waking me up!"

She jumped out of bed and swung away her covers, leaving a heap of sheets behind her. She headed for the wardrobe and pulled out her brand new school uniform from of the coat hangers. She was quite proud of it actually because it made her look like a super model, or so she thought. She shook off her tellytubbies pyjamas and slipped on her school uniform.

As far as uniforms go, it was quite nice. She had a red pleated miniskirt, a red floppy tie, three quarter length blouse and a grey blazer which they only had to wear during lessons.

As for her facial appearance she herself was beautiful. She had big blue eyes with the occasional hints of hazel, tanned skin and a perfectly straight nose.

Her hair wasn't straight nor curly it was just in the middle, and as for the colour it itself was brown but with a red tint in it, she always wore her fringe clipped to the side with a brown clip her mother had given her before she died. Yet, even though she was beautiful, she couldn't see it herself.

"this'll have to do" she sighed, staring at her gleaming face in the mirror.

She stomped down the stairs, put on her pumps and swiftly ran out of the front door. "I hope today will be better than last year", up until today Misaki had been on summer break. She used this opportunity to help her father through his illness. She wasn't sure what his illness was, all she knew was that the doctors were keeping something from her.

As she reached the metal school gates for the first time in six weeks she noticed that a small gathering was taking place on the east corner of the entrance fields.

Obviously curious, Misaki took a moment to swipe her ID card and hoister her bag over the turn styles and walk straight to the place where her classmates had gathered.

"What's going on?" she asked, raising her voice above the racket of the crowd.

Either everyone didn't hear her or they were for some reason totally blanking her. fine then, she though to herself, pushing her way to the front of the crowd, ignoring the moans and dirty looks she got from other people before they turned round and realized who she was. The most popular and beautiful girl in 8th grade, everyone admired her, no one would ever mess with her. Instead they smiled at her like mad dogs and cleared a pathway for her.

She heard faint grunting sound coming from within the crowd, was it a fight of some sort? She soon answered that question.

She could make out the figure of Arashi, the school bully. He was tormenting and constantly teasing the class nerd Daiki. Daiki was completely weird and gets an A+ at almost every subject. He's just about useless at any physical activities and has almost no social skills. I do feel a bit sorry for him, she thought.

Arashi ducked in for a punch at Daiki, he landed flat on his bottom, cautiously waiting for the next punch, why is it always me who gets picked on, always me who gets a miserable time from other 'popular' students, he thought.

Before she knew what was happening she had stepped out into the fighting grounds. Everyone was staring at her, including Arashi. He loved Misaki madly, he would do anything for her, even if it meant risking his life.

She stood there, in the middle of the two. Arashi stared at her intently, begging her to go. Daiki was still on his bum with his eyes winced shut. She slowly tensed her arms and moved them up, palms facing towards the two,

"Arashi…stop" she said, intently staring into his eyes,
"No" Arashi said strongly, he obviously wasn't going to stop no matter what Misaki did.

With all reasonable attitude thrown out the window, she grabbed Daiki's left arm and pulled him upright. They then bolted for their homeroom classroom, gasping for breath.

"T…thanks…Mi…Misaki" he spluttered, slowly smiling at her. "It's okay. Now go clean yourself up, you look like a mess after what Arashi did to you. I can't believe him sometimes"

He quickly sped out of the room and within a matter of minutes was back again, "you didn't run into Arashi or any of his mates did you?" she asked, holding her breath, "No", There was a long, awkward silence. Daiki nervously looked around the room. He traced the lines of the floral wallpaper over and over before Misaki broke the silence,

"I bet every ones talking about what happened…" She looked straight into his green eyes for the first time, " You shouldn't let them hurt you like that Daiki" he held her gaze for a moment longer, wavering on what to say. He'd never talked to girls before, let alone have them save you from getting beat up. He thought they were annoying, always talking about boys and nails and always getting low grades.

But when he looked at Misaki, he saw something different. He'd always admired her confidence from afar. But was always afraid of talking to her, in case she ignored him like every other student at Atto high.

"But what can I do? Tell on them? Trust me, I've already tried that and nobody did anything" Misaki had no idea either, "just stay away from them 'cus I cant go round saving you all the time." Daiki nodded grimly, turning away to face the long, rounded window behind him.

"You know…your not that bad…Daiki" before he could say anything, she had walked out of the room with her arms crossed against her chest. Daiki blushed. He'd never felt this way about a girl before, not even to his sister and he loved her dearly.

Misaki walked steadily down the hall. She felt good for helping the poor boy out. When she next saw Arashi she would tell him what she thinks, and it wont be pretty. Although knowing him he'd probably just joke around with her and reassure her it was only for a tease. She sighed deeply and continued heading for the fields, where she knew she'd find Arashi in the middle of a crowd of students all asking him questions like he were a celebrity.

She was surprised to find him sitting alone next to a cherry blossom tree. He looks quite cute, until he opens his mouth,she thought to herself. He saw her heading toward him and took his phone out, pretending he never saw her coming, yet Misaki knew he had seen her.

"Why did you do that Arashi?" she asked him dully,he shrugged and stared at her,

"Why did you get in my way?" she moved closer to him and sat down on the grass, pulling out all of the daisys and flinging them above her head,

"I couldn't let you hurt him. He's not bad, you know, just a bit of a nerd"

"a bit is an understatment"he furrowed his eye brows and looked up to the blossoms. By now the tree should be bare with golden leaves, but right now it was still fully blossomed, "wadda you care anyway Misaki? Never thought you liked nerds"

"I don't" she shrugged calmly,

"Then why-"

"Because I was bullied like him once. I was pushed and teased and I don't want him to go through the same thing as I did" she said cutting him off.

"I never knew…" a look of worry crossed his face, he thought she'd been popular since before Elementary school. She could see he was generally sorry even if he didn't say it. She stood up and walked away, hair brushing in the wind, a slow tear trickled its way down her cheek and onto her neck. She wiped it away quickly, not wanting anyone to see.

The school day after that passed in a blur, the teachers told the students they will have a test in two days and said to them to study hard because it will count as half their final grade. The class moaned and groaned at this news but Misaki just sat their watching the cherry blossoms blow slowly off the tree and remembered what had happened earlier on the field. Daiki followed her round the school like a sheep. Her and her friends got seriously annoyed with Daiki and told him to get lost. After that incident he didn't bother them again but kept Misaki in the corner of his eye.

The school bell rang and everybody filed out of the classrooms and stampeded to the lockers. Misaki's locker stood in-between the boy and the girls section. She loved it there. She could use it as a lookout for cute boys and also as a social place for her popular gang to meet up.

She grabbed her bag and walked off, totally blowing off her meeting with her A-lister gang members. She had to much to think about.

I hope you liked this chapter and continue to read on when the next chapter comes out. In the next chapter the action finally begins! Misaki turns into a Mew Mew! Be sure to check it out and feel free to comment, all comments are lovely, even ones that criticize it!