Author's Note: HI! I AM ANIMEGUYSAREMYLIFE AND THIS IS MY FIRST FANFIC I AM SOOOO EXCITED MWAHAHAH! :D Anywayzzz, this story takes place right after the anime ends (note: this is based off of the ANIME, not the manga, so i dunno if some facts might be different from the manga or not :D). This is allll Kisshu's story, because I really think he deserves a happy ending:D. It's my first fanfic so bear with me! It's also a little sad at first so be prepared. :D I DO NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS:D (if i did, things would have worked out MUCH differently for Kisshu, let me tell you. Let's just say that Aoyamakinz would be living the life of a hobo on the streets of Tokyo, with rats for companions and garbage for a meal...:D)

Kisshu's Story: What Happens Next

"How long till we get there?" whined Taruto, sitting in the backseat, legs dangling over the arm of the chair.

"Still several more hours," Pai said methodically, pushing buttons and staring at the hovering flashing screen above him as he navigated the ship through space.

"Can't I sit in the pilot's seat and drive the ship?" Taruto wheedled.

"No," Pai said flatly.

"Why not? I think you owe me a favor! You killed me!" Taruto exclaimed.

"Tried to kill you," Pai corrected.

"No, you killed me, and I should still be dead!"

Kisshu sat in the chair next to Pai's, ignoring their banter as he sat, leaning his head on his hand and staring at the little blips and figures on his screen and occasionally pressing a button. His catlike gold eyes looked bored on the outside, but anyone who knew him well-which no one really did-would be able to look closely and see the conflicting emotions within, which were indeed VERY conflicting.

He should be happy. Part of him was, but the other half couldn't seem to remember that. He should be happy that Ichigo-and her friends-were alive and well. He should be happy that Deep Blue was gone and Earth was safe. He should be happy that he, Pai, and Taruto were all alive again and were heading back to their home planet in Deep Blue's spaceship, with the Mew Aqua they needed to save their people.

Part of him was very happy about all of this.

But the other part of him was filled with too many negative emotions to describe.

Pain. Pain that he would never see Ichigo again. Pain that even though she had accepted him as her friend in their final time together, she would never accept him as her love. No, that spot was filled, by that weakling Aoyama. Some of the old hate for Aoyama made Kisshu clench his fists. A lot of himself had changed in the last few days, Kisshu reflected, but he doubted his hatred of Aoyama ever would.

Besides the vast field of hurt that he felt for Ichigo, he also felt a little bit of loss at leaving Earth. The truth was, in his few months there, he had come to really like Earth. Everything there was fresh and energetic and alive. And though he dearly hoped that with the help of the Mew Aqua, his planet would soon be the same way, leaving Earth still left a bit of regret.

Taruto had fallen silent, and Kisshu glanced over his shoulder at him. Tart was still slumped in the chair, having lost his argument with Pai, and he was fiddling with a piece of candy wrapped up in brightly colored paper. Kissh wondered, but didn't ask.

Kisshu then looked sideways at Pai. Pai was typing on his control panel, staring straight ahead at his screen, not a trace of emotion on his face. Not that that was unusual for Pai.

Kish sighed internally. He wished they would hurry up and get to their home planet so that he could get out of this ship, move around, do things, get his mind off of Ichigo.

Ichigo…his mind played a thousand shots of her. Ichigo staring at him in horrified shot when he kissed her, the first time they met. Ichigo glaring at him in defiance and hate as they battled. Ichigo with fear in her eyes as he held her precious Aoyama captive. Ichigo looking down at him with tears in her eyes as he lay dying in her arms. And the rarest memory at all: Ichigo smiling. Not at him. No, she never smiled at him. And who could blame her? He'd been an idiot. Not that that made this any better.

He had to get up and move around. He stood up, muscles in his neck and shoulders tensed and hands balled into fists. "Taruto, you take over here," he said curtly. Taruto and even Pai looked at him curiously as he stood up and stalked through a door at the back of the room. He walked along a short hallway with a few doors leading off it until he reached the last room at the end of the hall.

The room where the Mew Aqua was being held.

He walked in and leaned against the wall, arms crossed in front of him, and looked at the black pedestal the Mew Aqua was being held on. The glowing blue orb, with pulsating lights swimming around beneath its surface, gave off a warm, happy aura. Being near it always calmed Kisshu down. He closed his eyes and breathed in the feeling, trying to focus on what was most important right now: saving his home planet. He truly was happy about that. The people of his race had been suffering for too long, and now they would finally be saved.

Authorynoteness: Kay so there's the first chapter! Kinda depressing at first but it's gonna get more cheerful, I promise :D. PLEASE RATE AND REVIEW :D I love feedback! If I get some reviews I will add another chapter...actually I might write more either way, if I'm bored and having a Kisshu attack...