Hey! This is my first Fanfic so please R&R with constructive criticises! Okay, the story is set after the defeat of Deep Blue and I have decided to ignore A La Mode. It is set four years later and the ages are as follows:
Ichigo: 16
Mint: 16
Lettuce: 17
Zakuro: 18
Pudding: 14
Ryou: 19
Keiichiro: 25
Ryou shall be doing the disclaimer today!
Ryou: Why?
Me: Because otherwise I get sued.
Ryou: And I'm bothered because...?
Me: Because then I get my laptop taken away and cannot write anymore
Ryou: sighs Fine, she does not own Tokyo Mew Mew, she's not smart enough.
Me: -.- grrrr
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"RYOU!" Ah yes, it was the unmistakable cry of Ichigo Momoiya, just after being told she would not be getting a raise. Ryou stood in front of the red faced, eyes burning, wild looking 16 year old, and all he could do was smile slightly at the fact that for four years she had been asking for a raise, yet she was still trying. Had she not realised yet? He gave a small sigh and shook his head, "Just get back to work Strawberry and maybe we can talk about this later." With that he turned and walked up the stairs and to his room. It was not until Ichigo heard his bedroom door snap shut that she let out the breath she had been holding. She turned to the others, all of whom quickly pretended to be busy with setting the cafe up before it opened in half an hours time.
The day went as usual. Pudding tried to entertain the customers with acts that in any normal cafe would have the person fired, Lettuce smashed some more plates, Zakuro just kept to herself and managed the till while Mint sat at her chosen table and drank tea and Ichigo did the majority of the work. It was a very warm day. The girls were meant to be enjoying their summer vacations and many people had visited the cafe in the hopes of some shade and a cool glass of lemonade. Once closing time came the girls sighed in relief and quickly got to work on cleaning and then on getting home for a rest. No one had seem to notice that Ichigo had slowed down. She had sat herself at a table by a window and was doing nothing but staring into space. The heat had got to her more then the others and she was not feeling too good. One by one the girls left until only Ichigo was left. Upstairs, Ryou looked at his clock and decided to venture downstairs. Either Ichigo would be waiting to talk about her raise or she would have forgotten, either way, he would make sure he didn't have to pay out.
As he entered the main part of the cafe he looked around and spotted Ichigo at the same table as when the mews had left, not that he knew this, he just thought she was waiting for him. Sighing and thinking of a way to brush her off, he walked forward, "Hey, Strawberry, not gone home yet?" She looked up at him briefly and shook her head, "No, I was waiting for you." She didn't tell him that her head at that moment was spinning like a roundabout. He sat in the chair opposite her and smirked, "Well I am sorry Strawberry, but I cant give you a raise because if I did, I would have to give all of you girls one and that just is not fair as the others don't deserve one really." She looked at him briefly and glared, "Just give me one then." She mumbled. He frowned slightly, she wasn't raising her voice, or hitting him or anything. He watched as she stood up and swayed slightly. In a sec he was by her side, "Ichigo, what's wrong?" He said this more forcefully then worriedly. She shook her head slightly, "Nothing, don't fuss Shirogane." She walked past him and headed to the changing room, hoping to get changed and get home. As she reached the door however, she felt her legs go to jelly and felt herself falling, "Ryou.." She whispered as a pair of strong arms caught her before she hit the floor.
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Yeah, its a bit of a short chapter, but it gets the beginning over with. I think that It shall be a two or three chapter story.
Please review and give me some advice for future stories and maybe some ideas for the next chapter?
strawberry-x