HOW TO LOVE AN ALIEN

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters', I simply own my own imagination and the storylines.

CHAPTER 1: FIRST DATE

Today was finally the day. I mean, it wasn't exactly my 'first date', but it was my first date with an alien. How he managed to make me agree is still lost somewhere deep in side me as I swung my legs over the edge of my bed, hit the snooze button on my alarm, and stretched my arms out in a yawn. I picked up my phone from my beside table and, realizing it had no messages, hastily flipped it shut again. I had a weird buzz in the pit of my stomach as I got dressed. I mean, I'd never felt this way when I was dating Aoyama and I hadn't even gone on a date with Kisshu yet. Stupid teenage butterflies. They rapped against my rib cage, pleading to be let out as I tied my hair back into pigtails and checked myself in the mirror. Thinking better of it, or just feeling the need for change, I pulled out my ribbons and left my hair down. I wore a striped pink and white halter top and cute little white shorts, completing the look with white strapped jandals. I chucked my phone in my pocket and headed downstairs after applying the lightest coat of lip gloss possible and skipped out on breakfast, grabbing my messenger bag and hanging it over the right side of my body.
"Bye mum, bye dad." I called. It had been a few years since the Mew Mew's had disbanned and it had even been officially six months since Aoyama and I had broke up, as of yesterday, but I'm happy with my life. My hair, now hanging down to my waist in all it's red velvet glory, tickled the strip of bare skin exposed between the waistband of my shorts and the bottom of my halter top as I turned the corner and headed into Inohara park. I found having our first date here was rather sweet; all the memories, bad and good, everything we knew was under that Sakura tree. And that was where I was determined to kiss him. I made my way up the hill to the Sakura tree and realized I was early. Sliding my back down the large trunk of the tree, I took a deep beath and inhaled the sweet scent of Sakura petals and the fresh air. Closing my eyes I could see Kisshu, he seemed to be all I thought about these days. His soft green hair, his burning amber eyes, his lips...
"Koneko-chan." A soft flick at my nose brought me out of my reverie and I opened my eyes to see Kisshu, his face a hair's breadth away from mine, his lips curved up in a cunning smile.
"Uh, hey." I said, suddenly feeling very concious of his mouth and wanting to scramble up the tree trunk a little just to calm myself down. His gaze roamed over my body slowly, a flame within his eyes flickering to life behind the amber.
"You look cute." He said, and it felt entirely genuine, not mocking. I didn't really know how to respond to that so I mumbled my thanks and felt myself blushing. Until a moment ago, I'd been so confident and then as soon as I'd looked in his eyes, I'd melted. Why was I so helpless around him? He seemed to notice a change in my demeanor and smiled, kissing my forehead.
"Why are you nervous, Koneko-chan?" He asked. I still felt dazed from his lips touching my skin so it took me a minute to muster up a coherent sentence.
"I'm not nervous, why would you say that?" I said rapidly, giving myself away completely. "Because I know you." He said simply. In all my time dating Aoyama, which had been a year and a half, he'd kissed me twice, called me cute once and told me he loved me three times. And even though I knew that was rather pathetic on Aoyama's half, Kisshu's one sentence seemed to make me feel pure bliss. I feel I've made the right choice saying yes to today.
"Ice cream?" He asked, saving me from making a fool of myself and trying to change the subjectly as non-awkwardly as possibly. He really did know me.
"I'd love some." I smiled, taking the hand he held out and pulling myself to my feet, stumbling forwards into his chest. "You really haven't changed. Klutz." He murmured against my hair, then dropped my hand, resting both his arms behind his head and walking, with his back facing me, down the hill. I felt the loss of his warmth dramatically spread through my heart as I hurried to catch up to him, bounding down the hill.

Halfway down the street, Kisshu turned around and stared at me.
"Where is the ice cream parlour anyway?" He asked. "Third street on the left." I replied instantly. He chuckled and grabbed my hand, igniting a spark on my skin as he laced our fingers together. Together we walked, hand in hand, into Gelato Palace, and my eyes widened. There, at the back of the store, sat a table filled with four girls'. Four girls' who absolutely hated my date. I dragged Kisshu back outside, making sure no one saw us.
"Koneko-chan?" Kisshu asked worriedly. "It's the girls'." I hoped he understood that I meant Mint, Lettuce, Pudding and Zakuro. He squeezed my hand tighter.
"So what if they see us? It's not like it's your job to kill me anymore." He said. "They'd probably bloody well try." I mumbled. "Koneko-chan," Kisshu said softly, rubbing little circles onto my cheek as he caressed my face with his free hand. "It's your choice to be here with me, if they don't respect that, then they're not your real friends." He said. I nodded and led him back into Gelato Palace. Kisshu was right, if they didn't respect my decisions, how could they be my friends? I mean, if they worry, that's perfectly okay, but they'd have to come around to the idea eventually, right? I led Kisshu to the back of the parlour and we stood in front of the girls' table.
"Hey." I said quietly. But it was loud enough for them to notice. Zakuro looked up and smiled and then her smile wavered at the sight of Kisshu's hand in mine and her eyes went cold at the sight of his face. The reaction was similar from everyone. Mint put her tea down and stared Kisshu up and down, Lettuce shifted uncomfortably in her seat and the light in Pudding's eyes dulled a little.
"Hi..." Said the girls' in unison. An awkward silence hung in the air between us and I decided I'd have to be the one to break it.
"Look," I started in a rushed voice. "I don't expect you to understand right away or even to accept it, but he's not as bad as you think. Please, just give him a chance." Kisshu smiled at my little outburst and Zakuro seemed to see the authenticity in his eyes because her cold demeanor seemed to take a hit.
"Well, I don't get what you see in him, but if you feel the need to bring him that close to you, I can't help but support you. But I warn you Kisshu," Zakuro said, fixing him with a death glare. "If you hurt one hair on Ichigo, I will personally kill you myself." I smiled brightly. One down, three to go.
"Hmph, I don't care what you do," Mint said cooly, her eyes closed. But after a second, she cracked one eye open and looked at Kisshu. "But I'm willing to kill you as well." She added quietly, sipping on her tea.
"I'll always support you Ichigo-san, but I don't know if I'm up for killing you Kisshu. I might let the others' handle that. But I will cause you immense damage if you hurt her." Lettuce smiled softly, pushing up her glasses. And finally, Pudding spoke.
"Well, I guess I have to support you," She said nervously. "I'm kind of dating Taruto..."
"What?" We all exclaimed in unison. It seemed that this was news to everyone, even Kisshu, and it could still possibly be unknown news to Pai. I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding.
"Well, I'm glad that's all in the open. We should probably go, it was nice to see you all." I smiled, leaving the table and dragging Kisshu with me. We ordered our ice creams and left the shop. I had a lime sherbert ice cream and Kisshu had a strawberry one. I ate mine in seconds, grinning happily, and chucked the rubbish in a rubbish bin that we passed.

It was starting to get dark and the voice in the back of my head reminded me that I still hadn't kissed Kisshu yet. I was starting to get cold as we sat down by a river, lit up by the surrounding lamp posts, the light dancing off the water as I dipped my toes in. I shivered a little bit and Kisshu took of his coat, wrapping it around me.
"You know," I said, smiling. "You're awfully polite for an alien." I poked my tongue out as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer.
"I know; it's absolutely awful." He joked. I turned my head to look at him and found myself within a centimetre from his lips. I could hear his breathing hitch and feel my heart beat rapidly as I stared into his eyes. Closing my eyes instinctively, I leaned forward, closing the gap between us. My lips found his and he gasped a little before settling into a rythym. My lips opened against his and he did the same, deepening the kiss immensely. It was like fireworks were exploding on my skin where ever he touched me and it felt amazing. He pulled me onto his lap and continued to kiss me, only breaking momentarily to breath. After a few minutes, I broke away, leaning my forehead against his.
"That was...," He began, at a loss for words. "Amazing?" I finished for him. He nodded and kissed me again, very lightly. It wasn't the same as the last kiss but it still felt amazing. My body was still buzzing. Aoyama had never made me feel this way, nor did I think he ever would; he was to careful, overprotective. Smiling widely, I looked down at him.
"This was the best first date ever." I murmured, placing a kiss to his forehead.
"Even better than Aoyama's?" He asked cheekily. "Much better." I said, locking my lips with his once again.

So, I hope you liked it! I absolutely love Kisshu and Ichigo being together so, if you're all for Ichigo and Aoyama, please don't hate me. Please R&R, it would be much appreciated.

I'll see you soon,
Xx, SweetsPrincess-Sama