A/N: Hello everyone! I am CherryMelody, and this is the first fanfic I have written for Tokyo Mew Mew! This is a RyouXIchigo one-shot. I am sad to say it is kinda boring, though. I really have no idea whre this came from.
The doors of Café Mew Mew looked too large as she reached for the doorknob. Her heart was beating to fast, her breathing uneven. How could she tell him that she love him after she had rejected him not just one, but two times? Would she have to feel like he did if he rejected he?. All she could do was find out.
She twisted the doorknob slowly open, surprised to see Ryou sitting there in one of the chairs. He looked up from his book, surprise clearly evident on his face.
"What are you doing here, Strawberry? You have the day off. Why don't you go spend time with that Masaya kid," he said as he rolled his eyes. She winced at the name.
"Actually, we broke up," she whispered. "And I wanted to talk to you." She pulled out the chair across from him and sat down.
"Well, what do you have to say?" he asked, tapping his finger impatiently on the table. She put her hand over his to make him stop.
"That's annoying," she said in an irritated tone. "Anyway...." She froze. How was she supposed to say this. "I love you Ryou!" would definitely not work. She chose the words carefully.
"Any day now," Ryou said.
"Okay, I don't exactly know how to say this but, I think I love you," she looked down at her hands.
"And what if I don't return those feelings?" he asked. She gasped in shock
"B-but," she stuttered as tears sprang from her eyes, "you said that you loved me."
"People move on," he said through gritted teeth.
"Can't you just try to love me?" She got up and stood in front of him, leaning forward and putting her hands on the back of the chair. "I love you, Ryou. We can work this out!"
"I don," He was cut of by her lips.
It was forceful and desperate. She sat down on his lap and straddled him, her hand moving down his back to make sure he couldn't get away. She forced her tongue inside his mouth. His eyes widened at the action. Her hands moved up the back of her shirt before she slid them back down and around to his chest. He groaned.
"Ichigo," he said, though it was mumbled as her lips were still on his. He needed to get away from her. He pushed her off, and she landed on her back. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes.
"Why? Why can't you just try to be with me?" she muttered.
" Listen, I tried to be with you. I wanted to be with you. But you broke my heart. Every time I saw you with that Masaya hurt. I don't want to be hurt again," he said. She stood up and put her hand on his cheek.
"I want to be with you. I need you, Ryou. I'm desperate."
"Desperate for what? For the chance to make out with another guy?" he said angrily.
"No. I'm desperate to be with you," she said. "I really do love you."
"Are you just trying to make me happy?" She shook her head. He shook his head back at her. "I really can't be with you."
"Why?" He sighed.
"You already know why!" He yelled.
"But," He pressed his lips to hers.
This kiss wasn't forceful. It was a sign that he had given up. He pulled away to look at her.
"Why did you do that?" she asked. He pulled her down on his lap.
"Because I'm desperate enough to try," he whispered.
"Thank you," she said.
A/N: And another pathetic attempt at a story. Well review!