A/N: Since Tokyo Mew Mew is not very popular, I'm not really expecting many reviews. It's not the most popular manga (I will not consider the anime good at all…) but I just love typing about it.
"My work is finally finished!" Zakuro stretched her arms out and slipped out of her work clothes…since no one was in the room. Zakuro looked at the mirror and revealed her lower body to the reflecting glass. On her skinny stomach revealed the lavender mark, symbolizing her part in the Mew Mew team. 'Will I always stay a Mew Mew and never have a normal life?' Zakuro closed her eyes and wondered how people could stay so normal without a world's care…
"Are you dozing off again?" An anonymous male voice called out.
"HOLY SHIT!" Zakuro covered herself in her clothing and threw the closest item next to her; her own cell phone. She heard a clunk and so guessed she hit the culprit. Ryou appeared behind the door of the employees' room. He wasn't all thrilled with the newly obtained bruise from the electronic. Rubbing his "wound", Ryou barely noticed Zakuro's nudeness.
"Why did you throw your-" His voice trailed off seeing Zakuro blushing furiously. He too found his cheeks warming up very quickly. "I…better go…"
"No, wait." Zakuro turned around and slipped her casual clothes on. She put on a baggy gray t-shirt with one sleeve sliding on the shoulder. On the bare shoulder showed an aqua green tank top. Her hair was put up into a messy bun and she pulled on some blue skinny jeans. Tying her low-top citrus colored Converse on she asked, "Why did you wait for me, Ryou?" Grabbing her light blue messenger bag, she walked over towards him to retrieve her cell phone. (I know she would probably be wearing more girly things, but I just love skinny jeans, Converse, and the color gray.)"The only reason I stayed was to make-up my hours of work. I wouldn't expect the owner of the café to stay behind, when he has staff to do that for him."
Ryou smirked at Zakuro's comment, "Well, for your information, I was stayed after hours to research further in the latest Mew Mew project. Plus, it was worth waiting for you, Zakuro. This was the only time to be alone, together." Ryou brought Zakuro into his warm arms and kissed her on the top of her head. Zakuro returned the affection by snuggling her head in the crook of his neck.
"It's really hard to be with you Ryou. Every part of me wants to be with you, but I don't know how. Most people know me as a complete snob and that I'm only into my modeling. I never had good friends. All they wanted from me was either popularity or money. I just never had anyone who really loved me…" Zakuro felt a tear trickle down her cheek. Ryou wiped it away and held his hand one her face.
"It's okay Zakuro. You won't need to worry anymore, I love you. And I promise I will never abandon you." Ryou stared into her deep purple eyes. "Your eyes luminate the sadness you burden on yourself. Let someone else; carry the burden so that you may be free."
Zakuro blushed at the comment and stammered, "Well…umm…" Zakuro felt Ryou lift her bridal style and grin at her. "This feel so embarrassing Shirogane, put me down!" Zakuro was uncomfortable for Ryou holding her in public, "People are watching!" She hissed.
"Fine, fine…little miss pouty." Ryou smirked at Zakuro and gently put her down. "Are you hungry?" Ryou rubbed her cheeks. "What a skinny model, who can't pig out so many times."
"Oh shut it, Ryou. Let's go…over there!" Zakuro pointed eagerly at a fast food restaurant.
"The famous Donkatsu is it? Deep fried pork cutlet, in rich Yoshida sauce all served with jasmine rice…" Ryou got hit hard on the head to find Zakuro steaming with embarrassment.
"Just come on…" Zakuro dragged him along by the hand and they walked down the lit street. Intertwining hands with her boss was a strange thought indeed. But just being with Ryou made her feel like the only time she could express herself.
Zakuro stirred the small spoon slowly in her nearly melted Korean shaved ice. (A/N: Korean shaved ice is called Gwa-il Bingsu. It's shaved ice with fruits, condensed milk, and milk piled on top. Sometimes it has red beans too. I've grown up eating it, and it's delicious and simple to make. please ignore the red rectangle. )
She looked up from her dessert and stared at Ryou curiously, who had been watching her stir her dessert. "Ryou, what does it feel like to be a high-school drop out?" Ryou nearly fell out of his seat at her question.
"Well…my father forced me into the organization of the Mew Mew Project. So I don't really know anything else I could do. High school did seem a little boring, and I was never the top student or anything." Ryou leaned on the back of the seat, making the legs of the chair come off the ground. "I've never really had free time on my hands to sit down and talk to someone."
Zakuro sarcastically spoke, "So I'm not a someone? –Sniffle- I feel so offended."
Ryou chuckled at her playfulness. "Yes you're not a someone, because your name is little Pomegrante." He grinned waiting to see her expression.
Zakuro blushed furiously, as other customers whispered to each other. 'Oh kami…why oh why did my parents call me Zakuro?' Zakuro thrusted her hand out and pulled Ryou's t-shirt close to her. Their faces were nearly a few inches apart. "How many times do I have to tell you not to say that in public?!" She hissed, "I don't want people to notice us."
"And why not?"
"Because I don't like being seen in public and besides why can't we go somewhere more romantic-" Zakuro found herself kissing Ryou full on the lips. She was frozen for a moment, but fell into his trap and kissed back intensely.
"Oh my gosh. Do you see that couple? They are so cute!"
"That guy is so hott and the girl is really gorgeous."
"I feel so inferior towards them!"
Zakuro could hear the customers muttering embarrassing comments. She quickly pulled away from Ryou's kiss and dragged his sorry butt out of the chair. Slamming, the money on the table, she ran outside bringing Ryou along with her.
Walking into the moonlit park, Ryou placed his arm casually against Zakuro's shoulder, but she shrugged it away. He saw her looking a little upset. Quickly, he walked in front of her and put his hands firmly on her shoulders. "I'm sorry Zakuro, if I made you mad."
Zakuro stared at the ground some more. Ryou put his hand on her chin to tilt it towards his face.
"Please look at me Zakuro. I want you to know that I'm sorry." Ryou gave a melancholy smile hoping Zakuro would see his apology.
She reached up and touched Ryou's cheek. "It's not that. I just don't feel comfortable around so many people. When it's just you and me, it's fine. But I've never been in public with a guy." Zakuro sighed pushing Ryou's hand away. "I should be the one saying sorry…you've doing so much for me and-"
Ryou cupped her face and whispered softly, "Don't say another word." He leaned into her and kissed her lips this time more softly and with a tender feel. Zakuro smiled she could never get too angry at Ryou. He was more of an angel than her. As they slowly parted she smiled.
"Ryou…" She embraced Ryou tightly so know air particles could come between them. "I don't know how long we can keep this up. I mean, I have to go to school tomorrow and you'll be at work."
Ryou kissed her long violet locks affectionately, "Don't worry. I have a plan." He kissed her on the cheek and muttered in her ear, "I'm going to your high school."
Zakuro backed away slowly. "……………………….WHAT?!"
A/N: Ok Chapter 2 is done. Sorry, I haven't updated in A VERY long time. And I really need some more ideas. My ideas are all seeping to my other stories so I need some opinions. Please read and review.