My friend and I discussed about new ideas, including poetry. So I just quickly came up with a thought about how Kish feels for Ichigo. It's quite apparent in the later series. So here's a drabble he possibly could have written out of boredom and sickness. It turned into somewhat of a fan fiction too. Hey, when you're in love you write creepy things, right?

'Bored… bored bored bored bored bored…'

A young cyniclon wandered around the corridors of their unused warehouse. This was their hideout; just as the mew mews had their café. Lately there was nothing to do other than planning to spring their next attack on the mews. Then deciding how to take over the planet afterwards blah blah Deep Blue's orders blah to save their blah. It did get tiresome and every human on earth was busy shopping for his or her "Christmas" unaware of what was going on in a particular spot on earth-

Probably going to blow up the planet with that too.

Tart walked up to Kish' headquarters. On the ground appeared to be plans and diagrams littered around the floor. Many were crumpled and clogged up the small trash bin in the corner.

'Wow, wonder what Kish is up to?'

Besides all the mess, there was one single piece of paper that lay neatly on the square desk. Being the little nosy squirt Tart is, reached forward to peek at Kish's plans. What he saw had no relation to fusing people at all. In fact, it was enormously different to what Kish had been expecting. Tart read the introduction:

"To my love."

Tart's bright yellow headlights lit up. This was way better than planning battles for domination.

I have watched you from afar

And my heart has jumped for joy

For Christmas, I could 'borrow' a car

But be unable to take this toy

My ambitions, my missions, they all disappear

Whenever your sweet face is in view

There is no one around that makes me feel queerer

Other than being with you…

At this point Tart was bursting with maniacal laughter. He kept quiet, fearing Kish would return from wherever he was and tie him up to a 17- foot tree.

Of course I cannot lie

Than to see you with Masaya

I'd rather die

MY soul aches with burning desire

(I swear I must be on fire)

Who would deserve you, dear Ichigo-

What kind of man?

Aoyama should go and kick the can

Alas, may I never win your love?

You're stubborn, vivacious, and witty

However, there's no penalty in trying

So see you soon Ichigo, my kitty

When he finished laughing his head off, realization dawned on him. Soooo…that's the reason Kish was sick. Why he didn't finish them off when he had the chance. A devilish grin spread across his impish face.

'Wait till Pie gets a load of this.'

He ran off again, taking the exquisite piece of poetry with him.

There. I never planned to make a fan fiction out of this. I thought I would make Kish walk in and tell him, that would be it. I came up with a better idea though. Okay Michelle. Hope you're satisfied with this first piece of work. I can end it here, or I can come up with something else to keep it going. This was my 1st fic for Tokyo Mew Mew.