Terra: Sorry Kitty Kat K.O., but I'm stealing the way that you start your chapties. Gomensi.
Arret: So... I'll get on with this before she kills me-
Terra: Arret! You know I would do no such thing as that. Unless you want to say that again?
Arret: Umm... I think I'd rather live another day, so, Terra thee Terror does not own Tokyo Mew Mew or Kishu!
Terra: Arret, you better RUN! I'm gonna kill you if it's the last thing I do!! Now we can go on with the story, now that my baka fraternal twin is gone.
Two Strawberries?
The day was young and beautiful, and the young girl was sprawled across her pink bed and covers, her short red hair a mess of tangles on her pink pillow (Oh goodie! What a shocker!) Sorry to burst her peaceful sleep, but then her alarm went off and shattered her dream of a peaceful sunset she had seen the night before.
She stretched her hands overhead and yawned loudly, apparently oblivious to her alarm. "Hmmm… I wonder what time it is." She mumbled to herself, her eyes still closed. She turned over on her side in her pink pajamas (Another delightful surprise!), opening her eyes ever so slightly, to see that it was 10:00!
"Aww MAN! Shirogane is going to kill me for this!" She rushed around her room, threw her clothes over her head, brushed her hair and tied it up as she ran down stairs completely dressed in her usual school attire, despite the fact that it was summer time. She ran into the kitchen, dropped her brush next to the sink, picked up a piece of toast, said goodbye to her mom and dad at the table, and ran out the door with toast sticking out of her mouth.
She reached the café doors, bursting through looking around for her boss to scold her for being late, only to look at the clock and find that it was only 9:00 a.m.
"Stupid clock…" she mumbled angrily, stomping into the kitchen in search of someone to talk to while waiting for 10:00 when the café would open.
"Hey Strawberry." Said the one person Ichigo didn't want to deal with in the morning.
"What do you think you're doing, coming up behind me and scaring me like that!?" Yelled the Iriomote irritated very much by her boss.
"Hey! No need to get so fired up so early in the morning Strawberry, save your energy for your customers." He said, walking right past her as if she didn't exist, his hands shoved down in his jean pants, even though it was summer, the sun's radiating heat didn't seem to effect him. Quite unusual if you ask me.
Ichigo continued her futile search for company of her fellow Mews, but to no avail, and she soon gave up, instead settling herself in a corner of the main room of the café, curling up like a little cat.
Ichigo had sweet dreams of kittens playing with bright fuzzy multi-colored yarn, and delectable mounds of strawberry ice cream with cherry syrup drizzled on top and a giant red strawberry with green leaves on the very tipidy top. That is, until a little monkey girl disturbed her in the middle of a very different dream, a dream about a boy that rather reminded her of herself. He was about Ryou's age, with red spiky hair, freckles, blue eyes, and he was only a few inches taller than her own 60.
"Onee-chan! Time to wake up onee-chan! Na-no-da!" Purin said as she hopped up and down excitedly, her bright hair bouncing up and down.
Ichigo slowly stretched her front paws out in front of her and then stretched out her back paws. Rubbing her eyes simultaneously, she yawned and stretched her arms up, now sitting, and stood up sleepily.
"What is it Purin?" The Iriomote yawned.
Purin grabbed Ichigo's hand and started dragging her to the kitchen, where the mews were crowded around something, or someone.
All of the sudden, Ichigo was wide awake with curiosity. What is it? Where is it from? Who found it? Id it food? These thoughts ran threw Ichigo's head in about five seconds flat.
The crowd of mews parted, revealing the object of interest to be the boy… the boy from Ichigo's interrupted dream.
"Hi Ichigo!"