KrysOfDeath: I haven't updated anything in forever, but…I didn't die…really. My previous account was deleted for pretty much no reason. ;-;

Kish: You deserved it. u.u; u.u

KrysOfDeath: ((whacks him for lack of anything better to do))

Disclaimer – If I owned Tokyo Mew Mew, Kish and Ichigo would've gotten together. And Masaya would've STAYED dead. u.u Or become a melting duck. o.o;

Notes and Warnings – Done in place of the food fight fic I promised on Christmas. I forgot about it. xD; Nothing much to warn about, save for Kish-Ichigo-ness. O.o And if anyone complains about the pairing, I will be PISSED. So much so that I will bother that person most likely for the rest of forever. And forever is a LOOOOONG time. x3 Maybe a bit of adult language, but nothing too bad if there is. Lots of smooching, though. XD; I know there's not exactly a Valentine's Day in Japan, but…eh. White Day is pretty close to it, anyways. ((shrug)) Another thing, I think that students in Japan only have Sunday off, but…in this, they have Saturday off, too. So don't go freaking out in a review over it. n.n; Also, this is just a quick story, and I've already finished typing it, so it'll be updated quickly. Seven chapters of varying shortness, one for each day. n.n Easy quick read. ((waves)) Enjoy!

The Seven Days of Valentine's – Chapter One

Monday. The day everyone dreaded. A day to return to school or work after a meager break. A day when everything seemed so tiring and energy-consuming, and it seemed impossible to get anything done. Yet Ichigo was happy, ecstatic even. The reason? There were only six more days until one of her favorite days of the year.

Valentine's Day.

With a giggle, the pink-haired superhero skipped through the mostly empty halls (she had gotten to school early, surprisingly enough) to her locker, twirling the dial and slowly entering her combination. With a click, the locker opened, its hinges squeaking just slightly. Ichigo's eyes widened.

Sitting on top of her old and worn math book, carefully positioned, was a bouquet of red and pink roses, a white ribbon fixed in a tidy bow around it. She picked the bouquet up, and heard a pleasant jingling sound. Turning the flowers over, she immediately saw why: a shining gold bell hung from the ribbon, glimmering brightly as the sunlight streaming in from the windows hit it.

Tapping it with a finger curiously, Ichigo smiled at the cheery sound it made. 'Aoyama-kun must have got this for me, how sweet!' she thought, her smile widening at the prospect of it. She set down the flowers and reached back to untie the bow on the older bell, but stopped upon noticing a tiny card, hardly the size of a playing card, wedged between the side of the locker and her binder. It had apparently fallen when Ichigo had picked up the bouquet.

Reaching in and plucking it from its spot with her thumb and forefinger, the cat-girl turned it over. The front was decorated ornately with swirling designs, and the kanji for love had been written with elegant strokes in the card's center. Flipping the card open, Ichigo began to read. The writer's handwriting was nothing like Masaya's. Each stroke was done gracefully, carefully, as though the writer had had all the time in the world.

Ichigo could only stare at the card blankly as its words sank in. Masaya hadn't given these flowers to her, nor the bell, nor the card… But then…who had? A tiny bit of writing in the bottom corner of the card suddenly caught her eye. A postscript.

Look up.

That was all it said.

Blinking quizzically, Ichigo looked up, expecting to see only the blank whiteness of the ceiling. Almost immediately, however, she felt a pressure against her mouth and gave a muffled cry of surprise when she saw who it was. Pulling away and blushing furiously, Ichigo glared at the kisser. "Gotcha, koneko-chan!" Kish teased, his playful smirk on his face as always.

"You…you… Jerk!" She didn't have time to hit him though, as a nearby classroom door opened, and who should step out but Masaya. Giving a terrified squeak, Ichigo dove in front of Kish to hide him from view as her crush turned to look at her. Kish made a confused noise, but stayed silent when his infatuation shot a glare back in his direction that plainly told him to keep his mouth shut.

Masaya waved to Ichigo with a smile, seeming to not notice anything out of the ordinary, then walked off in the opposite direction. As soon as he disappeared from view, Ichigo whipped around. "Don't you ever do something like that again!" she hissed, glaring at the alien with annoyance obvious in her eyes.

Kish tilted his head, blinking in mock innocent bewilderment. "But…I kiss you all the time, koneko-chan…" he replied, raising one slender eyebrow.

Ichigo had to stop herself from hitting him, and so contented herself with a nice mental picture of whacking him with her bookbag. Repeatedly. "I don't care! I don't like it when you kiss me, and I especially don't want you to kiss me at school!" She lowered her voice, glancing around nervously to check that the hallways were empty. "No one at school knows about me being a Mew Mew, and I don't want them to know. So don't just…uh…just… Just don't!"

End of Chapter One

KrysOfDeath: Meh. Chapter one be finished.

Kish: ((dies of teh bad grammar-ness)) x.x

KrysOfDeath: ((raises eyebrow)) …Yeeeeah… Chapter two will be up tomorrow, most definitely! I'm going to update this every day, since all the chapters are finished already. ((does peace sign)) x3 Reviews, please? ((hopeful smile))

KrysOfDeath's goal for reviews on this fic – 70 (as there's seven chapters x3)