Arctic: It has come to my attention, that quite a few people have read this story and I have only one review.

Kisshu: That's right. And let me tell you something, my performances should be appreciated.

Arctic: Your performances? What about my writing? It seriously makes me feel bad when people don't R&R...If you like it, tell me! If you don't tell me what I can improve upon.

Kisshu: That's right. Writers pour their heart and soul into their work, you know.

Yuki: Yes, and it would be greatly appreciated if you could rate and review our good friend's story.

Arctic: Right. So here's the deal. I'm am putting this fic on hold until I get at least five reviews or 100 reads. Your choice, guys.

Kisshu: Yeah and chapter four is really juicy.

Arctic: Kish, have you been going through my computer again?

Kisshu: You know it! And you wouldn't believe how much hentai this pervert has on her hard drive!

Arctic: I'll teach you to invade my privacy! *pulls out a bazooka and aims it at Kisshu*

Yuki: That's all for now, folks! Enjoy the story and please R&R!

EXPLOSION!

I gasped as I felt soft hands caress my body. Try as I might, I could not will my eyes to open. Fingers caressed my cheek. My neck. My breasts. They moved slowly downward.

I shot straight up in my bed as the alarm buzzed loudly in my ears. I rubbed my eyes and looked groggily around the room. I reached onto my nightstand and grabbed my thin framed, square glasses. As I shoved them on my face my father called to me.

"Hey, Yuki!" He announced, "Breakfast.!"

I still hadn't gotten used to the time change from America to Japan, but I needed to begin school. Even being half-Japanese, it was hard to adjust to the cultural setting too. The schools were different, the housing was slightly different, even the fast food restaurants were different.

I sighed as I got out of bed. I ran a brush through my pre-maturely white hair that no doctor in the world could explain and dressed myself in my new school uniform. The short grey skirt didn't suit my short chubby legs, and the shirt strained against my double D breasts, and wasn't quite big enough in the waist. I tied the red bow as best I could and went to my bathroom to brush my teeth.

Breakfast was as uneventful as always. My dad talked about how stocks in his business were and the new video game they were developing would bring them out of the gutter. I wasn't really all that interested though. I picked at my breakfast, not really wanting to eat, and pretended to listen.

I looked at my watch and quickly made my lunch, and headed out the door.

A young, grey-skinned man stared at his futuristic computer monitor. He couldn't make sense of the readings he had been getting the last few weeks. He ran his hand once through his dark purple hair, and turned to his two companions.

"Kisshu," he said, "I need you to find something for me."

"Of course, Pai," The golden-eyed alien looked intently at the other.

"I am getting readings of a human with red data animal DNA. Make sure she isn't a threat to our earth comrades, the Mew Mews."

"Hai."

I might have liked my new school, had I actually talked to anyone. I sat in the back of every classroom, refusing to let the teachers introduce me. I sat alone at lunch. I didn't even participate in P.E.

I began walking home alone, looking at the ground.

"What's such a pretty girl looking so down for?" I heard someone say from behind me.

I looked around and blushed furiously at the tall, thin, blonde haired, blue-eyed school boy that was standing behind me.

"H-Hi…Um…I'll go now."

He boy grabbed my arm.

"Wait." He said, "What's your name?"

"Y-Yuki…Ookami…" I replied.

"Well, Ookami-chan…You should come with me."

"N-no…I have to get home." I replied, straining against his grip.

He grinned maliciously. I started to cry.

"Come on Yuki." He began to pull me.

"NO!" I screamed as I flung my arm and broke his grip, running in the opposite direction. I ran as hard and fast as I could, him following all the while. I was doing fine, until I made a wrong turn. Down a deserted alleyway.

"You were wrong to run, Ookami-chan." The boy said angrily.

"Somebody. Help me!" I yelled, closing my eyes.

"Weak." I heard a voice say. It wasn't the blonde's. "Weak, weak, weak. There's no way you are a threat to anyone. As for you, pervert. Run or die."

I heard the sound of feet hitting the pavement, and opened my eyes slowly. My savior was nowhere to be found. A sudden exhaustion crept over me, and I could no longer stand. I fell to my knees and that was the last thing I remembered.

"Pai," Kisshu said as he looked at the white haired girl, "She's weak. She'll be a threat to no one."

"No," Pai said, "If her powers are awoken by the wrong person, she will be a devastating threat. We must take her to the Mew Mews."

"You go," Kisshu responded, "I haven't seen Ichigo in years. I do not want to see her now. How…happy she is with him still tugs at my heart."

"Understood, Kisshu." Pai responded, "But one day you will forget about her. It was not meant to be, but there is someone for you."

"Perhaps…but until then…I cannot face Ichigo-san."

"Her eyes are beginning to open." Pai said.

"Wh-where am I?"

My eyes opened slowly, everything was blurry at first, than my eyes focused on the three people in front of me.

"Wh-where am I?" I asked as I rubbed my eyes. "And who…what are you?"

Their ears were elf-like and their skin a bluish-gray. On was smaller than the other two, possibly a child, the other was tall with purple hair. But when my gaze rested on the middle one, my heart sped up.

His hair was a dark shade of green, and his eyes met mine they were a beautiful shade of gold.

For a moment, he looked taken-aback, then he regained his composure.

"I know you may be confused," he said, "My name is Kisshu, we are only here to help do not be frightened."

It was the voice of my alleyway savior.

"I am Ookami Yuki." I responded, "And I want to thank you for earlier."

"Enough of that," Kisshu snapped, "We want you to meet someone. Please try to keep an open mind, but you have the DNA of an endangered animal in your bloodstream. An Arctic Wolf to be precise. There is a possibility that you can transform into what we call a Mew Mew."

"Mew…Mew?" I cocked my head to the side, confused.

"You're going to think this is crazy—" Kisshu started.

"I already think this is crazy! I must be crazy!" I screamed, cutting him off. I was beginning to get hysterical; the situation was not making sense to me. I got up and started looking everywhere for an exit. I started bashing my shoulders into the concrete walls, until finally; one of them grabbed me from behind. I thrashed in his grasp, tiring myself quickly.

"Are you finished?" Kisshu's voice rang in my ear.

I panted heavily, going limp in his arms.

"Calm down," He whispered, "We will not hurt you. We are trying to keep you from getting hurt."

He put me down slowly, the cold floor sent shivers up my spine.

"I-I am s-sorry," I panted.

Kisshu cocked an eyebrow at me.

"You are really scared, aren't you?" he asked concerned, "Do you really know nothing about what you are?"

I shook my head slowly, then leaned it against the wall.

"Just let me go," I pleaded, "I'm frightened. I don't want to be here anymore." I began to cry.

Kisshu kneeled in front of me, and my eyes met his once again.

His eyes seemed patient and kind, even after my display of hysteria. My heart rate slowed down a bit as his eyes stared deeply into mine. He reached up and wiped the tears from my face.

"Do not worry, Wolfie-chan," He said with a kind smile, "I promise no harm will befall you here."

I saw the tall man behind Kisshu roll his eyes. And the younger boy mouthed the words "Another one?" I wasn't sure what it meant. All I knew was, I took comfort in Kisshu's face.

"Are you calm now?" Kisshu asked.

"Hai," I replied, "I apologize for my actions."

Kisshu sat beside me.

"Are you ready to meet our friends?"

"Hai."

"Pai, take her." Kisshu said.

The purple-haired man picked me up bridal style, my stomach lurched and I heard a strange noise. I saw nothing but blackness for a moment and then a bright white light that stung my eyes.

Pai landed softly on his feet and put me down.

"Pai-san!" I heard a girl's voice call.

"L-Lettuce-san?" Pai responded as he turned to face a girl, about my age, with green hair and emerald eyes. She was wearing an adorable green dress and carrying a broom.

It was only then that I noticed a cute pink café. My jaw dropped in awe. Lettuce ran up and hugged Pai. They both blushed and Lettuce stepped away.

"Lettuce-san...I need to speak with Shirogane-san immediately. Gather the other Mews."

"Hai." Lettuce replied, "You head to the basement."

Pai picked me up once again, and the same feeling of uneasiness came over me as we teleported again.

"Shirogane-san." Pai bowed to a tall blonde man. "Akasaka-san." He bowed to an older-looking man who had a long brown pony-tail.

"No need to tell us," Shirogane said, "We picked up her signal as soon as you teleported."

"But who could have injected her?" Akasaka asked.

Shirogane sighed and turned around to his computer.

"There is one more artifact. But I didn't think it would belong to a mew."

Lettuce brought four girls down to the basement with her. They were all dressed in different colors: Pink, blue, yellow, and purple.

"Introduce yourselves, Mews." Shirogane said.

"I am Momomiya Ichigo." The one in pink proclaimed.

"I am Aizawa Mint." The one in blue stated.

"I am Midorikawa Lettuce."

"I am Fujiwara Zakuro." The one in purple said.

"And I am Fong Pudding." The one in yellow excitedly declared.

"I-I am Ookami Yuki…" I responded shyly.

"Alright here we go." Shirogane said as a safe opened up.

He pulled something out that looked like a stone sword hilt.

"Take it." Pai said.

"H-hai." I reached out for the ancient artifact. And before I know what I was saying…

"Mew Mew Snow! Metamorphosis!" I shouted. A strange feeling came over my body and my clothes changed by themselves. When it was over I stood there in a sleeveless shirt and a poufy skirt both black with white trim, feeling more insecure than I had a moment before. I reached up to scratch my head and felt—

"Ears?" I said softly. I felt something tickle my back. As I looked around I noticed what it was, "And a tail?"

The stone sword hilt had turned gold and was decorated with several ruby hearts.

"So what's this supposed to do?" I asked, looking at it curiously. I squeezed it tightly and what seemed like a blade of energy shot from it. I dropped it in surprise.

I picked it back up and squeezed it again. After the blade appeared I felt more words bubbling up in my chest.

"Ribbon Snow Slice!" I shouted. With those few words, I almost destroyed half of the basement.

I looked upon the scene, amazed.

"I-I'm so sorry!" I shouted.

Everyone just stared at me.

"I will pay for the damage." I said as I bowed.

A light suddenly engulfed me and my transformation was reversed.

"It's settled then." Shirogane said, "You will work here in the café."

"H-hai." I said.

Kisshu lay on his bed, quietly thinking about the new Mew. He grabbed his pillow as he turned onto his side and hugged it tightly, his face buried in its comfort. He laid quietly in the dark, hoping this feeling wasn't what he knew it to be. He was smitten with her. Not nearly in love like he was with Ichigo, but it was just something about her blue-gray eyes. The way she had looked at him, groggy and confused, was somewhat cute. He was beginning to regret not taking her to the café. He sat up cross-legged, placing the pillow in his lap.

"I really shouldn't worry about this," He told himself out loud, "There is no way I could fall for her. Ichigo was the one I wanted. The one I will always want."

He closed his eyes and sighed, worrying that he was lying to himself. Wondering who he had to convince. He let himself fall backwards and closed his eyes. He soon put the pillow beneath his head.

"I-chi-go." was his last word as he fell into a fitful slumber.

"Wow," was the only word I could muster for the sheer amount of customers in the small café. I looked around in amazement, my heart pounding. It had been nearly an hour since my transformation. In that time Akasaka had made me an outfit just like the others'. Only mine was black with white trim, just like my Mew outfit. And Pai had left without a trace.

"I look so drab," I said, turning to Shirogane, "All the others' colors are so bright."

"I think it suits you," Shirogane responded, "Your a bit plain-looking yourself." He started laughing and tears formed in my eyes.

"I-I was only kidding," He said, "Don't take it too seriously."

I dried my eyes with my hands and looked up at the tall boy in front of me. He placed his hand on my head and smiled.

"Get to work chibi," he said, then he walked away.

The next four hours were hectic. I carried trays, took orders, and fell too many times to count. By the end of my shift, I was exhausted. I had never had a real job before, even at seventeen years of age.

After clean up, the other Mews and I sat down in the cute chairs. Akasaka brought out a plate filled with sweets. Everyone began to eat except me.

"You should really try this!" Ichigo said, "You haven't lived until you've tasted Akasaka-san's cake."

"N-no thank you," I politely declined, "I have to watch what I eat, I gain weight easily."

"One piece wouldn't hurt, "Akasaka said in his charming voice, "Go on. Try it at least."

"I-I really shouldn't," I said.

Akasaka put a slice on a plate and grabbed a clean fork.

"I insist," He said as he cut off bite with the fork, and slowly moved it toward my face.

I blushed furiously, and I think the other Mews did too.

"Open up," Akasaka said.

I couldn't resist his gentlemanly charm, so I let him feed me the cake. And it was the most amazing cake I had ever tasted. I swallowed and took the plate from him. They were right, one piece wouldn't hurt. So I ate it slowly, savoring the flavor.

"Th-thank you, Akasaka-san," I said quietly.

Even when all the other Mews had gone, I still sat in the café. I sighed as I put my head down on the table. So much had happened in so little time. Who knew that someone as ordinary as me could become something as super as a Mew Mew. I grabbed my stone sword hilt and looked at it ruefully. What had I gotten myself into.

"Wolfie-chan," I heard someone call, "You ready to go home?"

I turned around to see Kisshu hovering above me.

"I can almost see up your shorts from here," I stated matter-of-factly.

His grayish skin turned an odd shade of pink as he teleported. He was sitting on the table, his face inches from mine.

"You shouldn't say such perverted things, Wolfie-chan," he said, his sweet breath tickling my lips.

"I-I am sorry," I responded, my face flushing red, "I do not know what came over me."

"It's okay, Wolfie-chan," He said as he kicked off of the table and back into the air, "Are you ready to go now?"

"H-Hai...Kisshu-san."

He smiled, and held out his hand. I took it and the familiar feeling of teleportation washed over me.