Hehe, me again. This is a random One-shot or story about MEEH! Being absorbed in the whole TMM world and trying to pair up Ichigo and Kisshu. A bit of fun and romance including the pairings Kishigo and RyouxOC, the OC being me.
I wake up in a soft surface, not my bed for sure! Oh by the way, I'm Faith, eighteen years old and a hardcore Kishigo shipper! I stretch and let out a moan as my muscles ease the tension of being curled up for so long, the only thing is that I feel something odd. It's not a pillow, not a headboard, not sheets… Grass? Where the heck am I?! My eyes snap open and the sky's color hits me right in the irises. I sit up and look at my surroundings.
"What the heck?" I say aloud in shock.
Everything is drawn, even me! I'm wearing the same school uniform as Ichigo; I stand up puzzled and think to myself for a moment.
I know this place, hasn't there been a scene here?
Something tells me that this is the Tokyo Mew Mew world, I turn around and… Yes… Yes, yes, yes! This really is the Tokyo Mew Mew world! How do I know it? I am right in front of Café Mew Mew. I see tons of people walking around so I go talk to one girl who's wearing the same uniform as I am, hoping that she speaks English.
"Erm ohayō." I say shyly.
"Ohayō!" she says with a cheeky smile, good at least she's not hostile.
"Do you, you know er, speak English?" I ask.
"Of course, most people speak English here anyways. It's cooler than Japanese!" she squealed "I'm kind of hungry, let's have a cake there it's delicious!"
I look at the building she's pointing at and bite my bottom lip in embarrassment "I don't have any money, guess I have to find a job." I said murmuring the latter part to myself.
"Oh it's okay, I'll pay for you." she said with a hand to my shoulder.
I smile shyly before saying "Arigato."
"Your English is flawless, by the way. However, you do have an accent when speaking Japanese. Where are you from?" she asked as she folded her right arm around the crook of my left one when walking towards the Café.
"I er…" well I can't tell her that I'm from Algeria since we're in Tokyo and I'm supposed to be a student here, I guess I can work with that "I don't know… I can't remember anything that has happened to me since I woke up, which is why I spoke to you in the first place I need to know what I look like." I say.
"You look really pretty." she commented with a smile "So you don't know who you are?"
"No I know, I just don't remember my life… I don't know where my house is, nor who my parents may be. All I know is that my first name is Shinkō, I'm eighteen and I only speak English." I say translating my name to Japanese.
"I'm Miwa Honjo." she said.
My eyes go wide in shock; I didn't notice her features I was just so caught up in how I had to sound. Her short brown hair and grey eyes should've looked familiar to me.
I smile at her before saying "And I know this may be a little odd but another thing I know is that there is a group of super hero girls named Tokyo Mew Mew in this town."
"Oh yeah, I know them too. They're cool and the yellow one is so kawaii!" she squealed.
"I know, right and the pink one is so cool!"
"I know, right!" she squealed as she pushed the Café's door open.
Lettuce greeted us with her kind smile "Ohayō Honjo-San, table for two?"
"Yes, Midorikawa-San here is Shinkō-Chan. Shinkō, this is Midorikawa Lettuce." she said.
I nodded with a smile "Nice to meet you, you can call me Shinkō-Chan as well."
"Very well, I'll get you your menus in a bit." she said after leading us to the table in the corner.
"This is so kawaii!" I squeal as I sit down in front of Miwa.
"I know, it's really cute around here. My best friend works here, too." she said.
I tried to look surprised "Really? Do we get to see her?" I ask.
"I guess so, the Café doesn't seem so busy since we're the only clients." she mumbled when Lettuce brought the menus.
I read the menu and my luck's turning away from me as it's written in Japanese "I can't understand what it says." I sigh as I fold the menu and put it on the table.
"It's okay; I can translate it for you. What flavors do you like?" she asked.
"Chocolate!" I say eagerly.
"Well they have a chocolate tart, and I had this very tasty piece of chocolate cake the other time I was here." she said.
"I'll try the chocolate tart, I'm sure Akasaka-San is a great baker." I say.
"How do you know his name?" she asked.
"Oh well" I say nervously.
Pudding saves my life with her cheeky grin "Ohayō, did you order yet, na no da?"
"Erm no, actually I'll have the chocolate tart please." I say, my mind racing to find an excuse to how I know the baker's name.
"Chocolate tart, na no da" she mumbled while writing it down "And you, Miwa Onee-Chan?"
"A piece of that delicious chocolate cake you have." Miwa said.
"Hai, na no da!" she said as she raced to the kitchen.
"So how do you know him?" Miwa asked.
"Well" I say still trying to figure out what to come up with when I realize that I don't have to justify myself "I don't remember… It's the sort of things that you just know… And in my case it's the last things that I remember."
"Miwa!" a familiar voice called out.
I turn to see Ichigo in her waitress uniform "Is this your best friend?" I ask warily.
"Yes" Miwa said hugging Ichigo "Ichigo, this is Shinkō. I found her near the Café and she doesn't remember anything about her life."
"Well thanks for letting me present myself" I say sarcastically.
Miwa gave me a sweet sheepish smile "Gomen."
"Ohayō, I'm Shinkō and I don't remember my last name." I say giving a hand for Ichigo to shake.
She shook it with her smile "I'm Momomiya Ichigo, Ichigo-Chan to you."
"Shinkō-Chan to you too." I say "Hey, are there rooms upstairs? Or is it just another dining-room?" I ask knowing full-well the answer to my question.
"Erm there are rooms, would you like to have one while we're looking for any family you may have?" Ichigo suggested kindly.
"I would very much like it, dōmo arigatōgozaimashita." I say with a traditional bow.
"Of course, it must be horrible not having anywhere to call home." Ichigo said sitting on Miwa's chair.
Miwa brought a chair for herself and sat to my right and to Ichigo's left.
"So what else do you know about yourself?" Ichigo asked.
"Well I know I'm eighteen, I apparently go to the same school as you and er… I only speak English." I say fiddling with my hands.
"Hey, that reminds me!" Miwa said "You still don't know what you look like."
"Wait, you d-don't know what you actually look like?" Ichigo asked.
I shook my head "Not the slightest idea as my hair is in this strict tight bun that I hate."
Miwa giggled before handing me a little mirror "Here, appreciate your attractiveness." she said.
I giggle before grabbing the mirror that I hold far from my face to get an overall of my— wait, THIS is my face?! I look awesome, oh my gosh I'm so happy! Thinking it off, I could very well be Ichigo and Kisshu's daughter. I have golden eyes and crimson red hair; I wonder how long it is. I take a closer look at my facial features and I notice that my eyelashes are thick and long and my lips have a light pink color. I smile as I look further into my own golden hues with amazement.
"Is this really me?" I whisper touching my cheek "Oh my gosh it really is me! I'm so happy!"
"What's going on in here?" a male voice asked.
I turn to see Ryou Shirogane standing at the kitchen door looking sassy as heck "I er… I have something to ask you if you're the boss around here." I say shakily.
"Let me handle this" Ichigo said walking towards him.
I watch them speak until Miwa speaks "Do you want to know what your hair length is?" she asked.
I nodded my head eagerly "Yeah! And I do hate this look even though I love my eye color."
"I love it too, and the way Ichigo was staring at your eyes tells me that she does too." Miwa said.
I take the ribbon off of the bun, I put it on the table and it appears to be yellow, I take off the other pins and shake my hair. Miwa's eyes lit up when she saw how long it was, I stood up and felt bangs fall on my forehead even though they were tightly held in the bun, manga logic no doubt. I take back the mirror and fix my bangs on my forehead so that they're like Kisshu's in a way. I take an overall glance at my hair in the front and notice that my hair is slightly redder than Ichigo's. I put my hand in my back and figure out that I have wavy hair that stops in the middle of my back. I do all of the above having an idiotic smile on my face. I suddenly feel a gaze on me; I turn to my right to see Ryou looking at me with his face as expressionless as ever. I start feeling uncomfortable as I sit back down.
"So, what hairstyle would you like?" Miwa asked.
"I'm tempted to have it down but I'll change it every day. Having this hair offers so many possibilities!" I say "For the moment I'll use this ribbon to tie the end of my messy fishtail braid."
"It's going to look so pretty!" she squealed as Pudding put our orders on the table.
"Ichigo Onee-Chan was right, you really are beautiful, na no da!" she said making me blush.
"Arigato Imouto, you are really kawaii yourself" I comment while starting my side braid.
"Nice hair too" Mint said.
"Thank you!" I murmured flattered that such a person complemented me.
"So you're the one that's going to stay here." Zakuro said in a monotone voice.
"I hope I am, because I honestly don't know where else I could live. I don't know anything about my past." I sigh still braiding my hair.
"I talked to Shirogane-San about you" Ichigo said "He's okay if you work in here to compensate."
"I was going to suggest it but I thought it'd be asking too much." I said tying the ribbon at the tip of my braid, I shift my bangs to the same side as the braid and look at Miwa "So what do you think?"
"You look amazing!" she said before her phone rang "Moshi-Moshi?"
I couldn't understand the rest of the conversation because it was in Japanese; I glance back at Ryou who seems to be suspecting me of something deranged. I don't blame him, though, it really is suspicious that someone like me doesn't remember her past and wants to live in this overly girly Café… As sarcastic as it sounds. Mint catches my attention by looking at me.
"You don't happen to have any other clothes, do you?" she asked.
"I don't… I'll have to accommodate to whatever I can find…" I said.
"Well I do have some clothes that would fit you." she said "You can come to my house to choose some of them until your paycheck come and you can go shopping."
"Thank you, it's very kind of you." I said embarrassed.
"So you don't remember anything?" Zakuro asked.
"Shinkō-Chan, my mom just called she needs me home now. Is it okay if you just stay here?" Miwa asked.
"Of course, everyone is so nice to me here. Thanks for everything, Miwa-Chan." I said.
"It's okay as long as you're safe." she said gathering her belongings but leaving her mirror.
"You forgot your mirror." I said.
"It's okay you can keep it." she said hurrying outside.
"I hope her hurry isn't about an emergency or something…" I mumble sitting back down.
"She didn't even eat her piece of cake, na no da." Pudding sighed.
"Well I guess we can close the Café if there aren't any customers left." Ryou said doing so.
"So what do you know about yourself?" Mint asked.
"I'd rather wait that your baker and manager come here to tell everybody at once." I said.
"AKASAKA-SAN!" Ichigo yelled at the top of her lungs making everyone jump off their chairs, manga-style, in surprise.
"Is something the matter?" he asked peeking his head out the kitchen doors.
"Come here." Ichigo said.
"You too, Ryou Onii-Chan, na no da." Pudding said.
"What is it?" he asked.
"Shinkō-San has an announcement to make, apparently." Lettuce said.
"Alright, speak up." he said.
"Alright" I said before taking a deep breath "Now that the five Mews and their sort of creators are here, let's get down to business." I finished rubbing my hands together.
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