The Divine Realms

Summary: Kisshu's love for Ichigo is used against him when Shirogane decides to hold him prisoner. Ichigo goes along although she is not happy about it. And, watching from the shadows, a daughter of Gods is disgusted by the act of cruelty.

A Tokyo mew mew and the immortals quartet cross-over. I love Tamora Pierce's books, so I joined two of my passions together in my first crossover. Time to see how this kind of story writing works out.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything other than Sandraline and even then, I got the name from another quartet written by Tamora Pierce.

"Hey honey."

Ichigo knew that voice anywhere. She had heard it so often that the mocking tone was unable to be mistaken. However, today she didn't run. Today, she had to stay and her troubles would be over. She glanced over her shoulder to see Kisshu hovering not far away, his normal smirk playing on his lips. She walked closer to him and smiled.

"Hey, Kisshu."

Kisshu had not been expecting that. She had always run away whenever she saw him, now she was doing the exact opposite. He floated down to the ground and stood there while she came ever closer. When she was right in front of him, he looked down and smirked.

"Have you given up on running?"

She nodded her head.

"Yes." And with that she leaned forward and kissed him. He blinked a few times, his eyes way to large for what can be considered good for you, then closed his eyes and kissed back. She made their heads lean upwards and almost immediately, Kisshu felt a stabbing sensation in his neck. Finding it was Ryou who had jabbed a syringe of some kind in his neck, Kisshu realised it was only a trick. A joke. He'd trusted her and she had used that to her teammates advantage. He had time for one death glare at her that obviously said, 'you horrid girl!', before he dropped, unconscious. He would have sworn he saw Ichigo looked deeply hurt, if what she had just done had not sunk in. He never would have guessed someone could sink so low as to use his feelings to hurt him. Now he saw, he was wrong. And from not too far away, so quiet no one else could hear it, a growl came and two eyes looked at Ichigo and Ryou in hatred and disgust.

It was past midnight when a small, disgusted and angry figure teleported into Kisshu's holding cell as quietly as it could. It had followed the Mew Mews and their boss back to the cafe, waiting for its chance to set him free. It, no more seen than the outline of a human, walked over to where the boy had been chained roughly to the wall. The holding device was rusty and old; it looked like it had been forgotten for a long time. It was basically one rod on either side of his knees, meaning he was firmly and uncomfortably against the cold wall. He was still unconscious as the shadow leaned down to fiddle with the bars, trying to unlock them. It wasn't going to teleport to its home with him; it would take him to a safer place on Earth to heal before taking him from it for good. The mew mews had almost finished their conversation and the figure had to struggle to hear what was said next.

"Do we really have to keep him here?" That voice the figure recognised as the deceiving slut, as it had named her.

"Yes. We have to." That voice was of the horrid bastard.

"But-"That voice was unknown.

"No buts!" Bastard again. "We'll check on him to make sure he can't escape then we'll turn in for the night."

The figure heard several pairs of feet coming to the cells door and start fiddling with the locks. The figure gave up on Kisshu's bars. It would never get him out in time. Instead it started reading its powers for the teleportation to its home, and hoping the boy could survive the trip. The door swung open as seven figures stood in the doorway, five girls and two men. As the light fell on its face, it was found to be a girl with red-brown hair and emerald green eyes. All seven stood in the doorway in shock. The girl spotted Ichigo and Ryou and growled menacingly, making everyone flinch when she also narrowed her eyes dangerously. Reaching down, she put one hand on Kisshu's head and, in a bright and quick flash of light, teleported away. Everyone had to shield their eyes from the light and when it had gone, as quickly as it had come, found that Kisshu and the mysterious girl were nowhere to be seen.

I don't know why but I felt like writing an Ichigo hate story. I am also going to turn it into a Kisshu's past story. This past of the aliens I made up as something that only belongs to this story. Other than that, I have another past that I will be writing about that applies to every other story. No Tamora pierce in it yet but next chapter, there will be. The speech pattern with the nicknames follows as,

Ichigo

Ryou

Lettuce

Ryou

Wondering why the girl hates Ryou and Ichigo so much? She basically hates how they manipulated Kisshu's emotions to their whim and then abuse him with it. We'll find out later why it hurt Kisshu so much. That's all folks,

Nightstalker of shadows.