Ice: Wow, it's been ages since I've written stories. Like five minutes ago, I was reading my stories, and I think they really suck, not enough details, and it's short. So I'm going to edit this one more time for perfection. I am so sorry, some of you may probably yell at me for this '

The Beginning:

After a good story, a fairytale, when the world is saved, and we all live happily ever after... What happens after that ? Do they just keep living all happy ? How can their lives stay that perfect all the time ? Because facing reality, there is no such this as a "perfect life", a " happy ending."

Just like what I'm talking about in our situation, we beat "aliens," we saved the world, and Ichigo is happy with Masaya and everything. We continue to live our lives with DNAs' of red data animal in our bodies, continue living as a Mew mew for the rest of our pitiful lives.

Maybe to them it's a good thing, Ichigo could be enjoying being a cat all the time, Minto should be happy being graceful as she is as being a bird, or like Retasu, enjoying being bonded with a porpise, but Purin... She was a monkey to start off with so, she doesn't have a lot to complain about.

But as for me, Zakuro, a happily ever after ? You've got to be kidding me, I don't live in a fairytale. I was faced with reality before all this nonsense happend. I was famous, I was happy, and now I have to live my life in a body like this ?

I was born as a normal girl, beauty of my mother's and the intelligence of my father. But now, I was forced with a gene of a wolf from a cafe owner. People looking at me at magazines, saying how amazing I was, how great I looked, but had no idea I was a mew mew.

What would people think of someone like me being a mutant, being so different. People special to think I was so different, that I was an animal.

All I can do is hide this fear in a frozen heart, camoflauging this with my radiance. Turning into a mutant is one thing, but ever since I was born, I have been cursed. Money, looks, power, but what about my past, a memory lost in the world.

Family that disappeared into ashes and flames, a lover whose name has been lost, and a memory of a childhood life, disappearing before my eyes.

I have so much to regret, how I could have changed so many things in the world, how I longed to look for him, how I shouldn't have left him all alone, how I wished... I had my memories.

I felt like I was crazy, mentally ill when I continue thinking about everything in my mind to myself. I walked along the road to work, Cafe Mew Mew, continuing to think of all the regrets I have made in my life. It seemed like there was a large storm cloud above my head, raining on my head.

Why does Shirogane want us to go to work so early in the morning on Sundays, I mumbled to myself as I entered through the doors to the Cafe. ( It's already 3:00p.m. --; - Ice )

" Ichigo, do you mind to bring me another cup of tea ?"

" MINTO HELP ME OUT HERE, or more like WORKKKK !"

There they go again...

" ZAKURO NO ONECHANNN !"

How can Purin be soo hyper so early... ( IT'S THREE IN THE AFTERNOON) ( Actually 3:10 now.-Ice)

I turned to look at all the broken plates, then looked across to see Retasu running with a broom, and there she goes tripping on... Nothing...

"g-good morning Zakuro-san !" Retasu stumbled those words out, exhausted from all the "obstacles"...

"... You know Retasu... Why don't you just take orders from the customers. It'll save a lot of dishes..."

"W-well I know b-but I want to help out more..."

" ZAKURO SANNNNNNN, MINTO'S BEING A SNOB AGAIN !"

" No I am not ! How dare you, you lower class bum !"

" ZAKURO SANNN !"

The line has broken.

" Will you all stop acting like idiots and start acting mature ? Nothing personal but Taruto is more mature then you all combined."

I walked away toward the counters while the others were shunned down and frozen. I sighed, and thought this is how Pai must feel taking care of Taruto and Kisshu. I went up to Keiichiro and asked for table 2's orders.

"here you go Ms. Zakuro."

" ... Took long enough..."

I took the deluxe strawberry parfait and headed toward table 2. I thought about how fattening this was and why it's so heavy to carry on the tray. Why would people want to eat this, it must be like a million calories, and it's killing my hands.

I was five metres away from table 2 when I eavesdropped on 3 girls gossiping.

" Hey did you hear about the new bey tourney ?"

Bey tourney...?

" Yah I heard, Zakuro's going to be the new manager for the new recruit team Japan Beybladers !"

" This is like, soo exciting, we're like soo going to watch right ?"

" Well of course, I would never miss it for the world !"

HUH OO ?

I practically dashed towards table two and slammed their parfait on their table. The girls jumped, as I snatched the magazine that was on it. It said...

"This years going to be a big one, as beyblading fans from Japan gather to watch the qualifying rounds to see who makes it on this years beyblading japan team ! But from what we hear, the owner of the BBA,

Mr. Dickenson, has chosen number one idol of the year, Zakuro Fujiwara to be the first beyblading team manager. How exciting can this get, the thrills, and the determination of the qualifiers to meet and work with Ms. Zakuro Fujiwara ! Get this action all at Blader dome this Tuesday ! LET IT RIPPP !"

I froze in front of table two, staring at that magazine as if saw a picture of a ghost standing next to someone. I just couldn't believe what I was reading...

" Umm.. Like, excuse me ? Is there like, something wrong ?"

"... Mind if I borrow this ?"

They nodded as they saw my death glaring eyes.

" ... Enjoy that parfait..."

I walked away, still holding that magazine and shoved it in Shirogane's face.

" Uh.. What's this Zakuro."

" Shirogane listen, I can't come to the cafe for like... Months..."

" WHAT ? I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION !"

"... You don't need to demand me but I'll tell you anyways, more like, just read this."

I watched Shirogane read the magazine, at first he read it as if he were saying, " so ?" Then his eyes, widened with his jaws opened, I guessed he read the part about me being the manager. He froze for like ten seconds and he regained his self.

" Why didn't you tell me earlier about this ?"

"... I didn't know either so how could I have..."

He agreed to tell the others tomorrow when I have left by then. He told me I should go prepare and everything so he let me go off work early today. I walked the same path I walked this morning, ( IT WASN'T THE MORNING, EESH !- Ice,) There was only one man in the world who could have done this to me without mentioning anything.. That is soo like him... Stupid girly girl at table 2...

I reached my mansion and threw my jacket on a nearby couch. I dashed toward a phone and dialed.

I waited for someone to pick up, but no response, as I dialed that number again.

"..."

click " HO HO HO ! I knew you'd phone Zakuro!"

"... Mr.Dickenson... I read the magazine..."

" ho ho ho, I was going to call today to tell you about that. I knew you wouldn't have mind."

" ... That's not the point..."

" oh ?"

" ... We haven't talked for a long time, how can you expect me to take this job without being permitted by me ?"

" Ho ho ho ho ! Well, as my grand daughter, I want you to go through this.. Adventure !"

"... Grandfather please..."

" oh Zakuro please forgive me but... Take this job for me... please."

"..."

"... fine..."

" HO HO HO THANK YOU SOO MUCH !"

" and please... cut that laugh out."

" HO HO HO OK !"

"..."

" SO TOMORROW AT HOKKAIDO STATION !"

click

"..."

So that was the start of my new life, a new story... And new "adventure"

Ice: phew, ok guys, i promise to write the next one fast !