Hi again! I got two reviews for my first chapter so as a celebration I'll post the second today!

Ichigo: C'mon, just say it. You're scared to lose your two or three readers so you're going to update daily until you run out of chapters... It may take two weeks and a half, more or less.

Imène *shifts awkwardly*: Not true... Not true at all...

Ichigo: Why do you even like this fanfiction?

Imène: I like it because well I wrote it, and then because the ending is great-

Ichigo: You haven't even written it yet!

Imène: I have it all in my mind!

Ichigo: Yeah right!

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Ichigo: Imène doesn't own Tokyo Mew Mew nor Soccer-Geek's characters.

Imène: Love y'all, don't forget to review. It gives me motivation!

Six months later

Ichigo

Only seven minutes before her alarm clock started ringing, and she didn't get an ounce of sleep yet. The reason was that she knew exactly what day it was. It had been a year since she last saw Kisshu, since she last turned into a Mew Mew… She got back to work after meeting Pudding and Taruto the day she broke up with Aoyama. Pudding convinced her to get back to the Café, everyone apologized to her and Shirogane even seemed sincere. That's what it took them to get back their Ichigo.

She was also reassured when Taruto told her he'd be looking everywhere for Kisshu, that she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore, which she denied forcefully even though he read her mind.

She was turning and tossing when she felt a strong glare at her from the tree that's facing her window, she gasped before checking. The leaves were slightly moving, though it was a hot spring night; there wasn't any wind so how come they were moving? She sat up, trying to catch a glimpse of whatever might've fallen from the tree but the ground was clear. Ichigo started feeling awkward; she knew someone was on that tree. For a second she thought it'd be Kisshu watching her, it wasn't the first time that she felt spied on, but she usually just brushed it off.

She got up one minute before the clock rang, took a quick shower and stopped her alarm when it was ringing for the sixth time. She ate something quickly and felt the urge to get some fresh air. She walked past the road where she and Kisshu met, she's been passing by there really often. Taruto's been visiting her just as often, to make sure she was doing good and to check if Kisshu went to see her while he was looking for him. He also spent a lot of time with Pudding, and she even helped him looking for his elder brother, she transformed into Mew Pudding many times, but in vain. Pai sure did hear about Taruto's expedition, he was still in touch with Akasaka-san thanks to Usha and Masha; however he decided to stay in their planet to supervise the society there, to make sure that it didn't end like before. He's one of the masters that lead their brand new civilization. The Mews are obviously happy for the Cyniclons…

Ichigo was walking slowly down the street; it was spring break so she didn't have to go to school. She went to the park because she felt like reading the book she had to write about as holiday homework. It wasn't as boring as she expected it to be, she liked the friendships that were written about in it, and the narration wasn't heavy so it was easy to read. Then she sensed a presence right behind her, she knew it was a teleportation, but as he was the only alien around, she thought it'd be Taruto, so she just brushed it off thinking he'd just sit next to her. But he didn't move an inch.

Turning a page, she mumbled "You know you can sit by my side. I don't mind, Taruto." and with that, she turned around to face him, but it wasn't Taru-Taru.

Her expression turned blank, the book wasn't of any importance anymore, so she dropped it when she stood up to face the alien, which she didn't expect, properly. But there he was. She couldn't believe what was put just in front of her, it was… him. There she stood, her mind racing, her heart beating in her ears. She couldn't help but look at him, at that precise moment; she knew she'd missed him. But she just couldn't tell him, she felt like it wasn't right but she couldn't sort out why… She just wouldn't be able to tell him the truth about how she feels. She was speechless. Did he plan on seeing her exactly one year after all that happened? Or was it just impulsive? She couldn't tell. He didn't change a bit, at least physically, she recognized him despite the human clothes. Deep down, even though she wouldn't admit it to herself, she was happy to see him again.

Kisshu

The past year had been really hard for Kisshu; he didn't have the opportunity to see Ichigo alive again after his resurrection, which only happened thanks to her. He regretted not being able to save her from Deep Blue. And it broke his heart to see her cry for him, even though he was glad to see that she cared about him after all. But he wished to see that in other circumstances, not those where he couldn't show her how he truly felt about her, not those where they wouldn't have the opportunity to discuss it, to see if there was any chance for them to work out… But then he remembered that Deep Blue was dead, but not Aoyama. The love of her life. He also remembered that before he died for her, she despised him. However, after that, they just weren't enemies anymore, which was already a big step forward. She didn't have to fight him anymore.

He had spent more than six months on Earth when he finally decided to visit her. He'd spent that important amount of time in China; he made a base there with everything he'd need. He knew that he would be looked for everywhere in Tokyo, so he couldn't set a base there. Instead, he teleported to China when he needed to eat, sleep or shower. And he spent his days in disguise, looking after Ichigo, making sure that nothing bad happened to her, with or without Aoyama. He noticed that she wasn't talking to him anymore, he thought that he'd let her get over their break up since Aoyama hadn't moved and they both had spare time, which they didn't use to just be together as they usually did. He wondered why they split up, though. Not that it bothered him in any way. What he noticed and made him feel better was that Ichigo became very familiar to the place where he first kissed her. It really warmed his heart.
He spent his days looking after Ichigo, without her knowing. Once, she was working too late in the Café, so it was night time on her way back home. A robber was following her, with no one else on the streets. Kisshu waited for Ichigo to be out of sight before he knocked out the thief and left him lying on the street. He would also watch her sleep sometimes, she almost caught him about five times, but he always managed to disappear before she woke up. This time, though, he couldn't just watch her. He had to speak to her; he had to have a conversation with her. Not knowing what she thought of him, how she felt about him deep inside, was about to make him go insane. He decided that that morning was perfect, he didn't notice the date though, but he just didn't care that much. He chose a moment and place where she was alone, where no one could see him appear, or see him at all. He didn't look very human. He wore human clothes though, just in case.

She looked stunning, she didn't look any different from the last time she spoke to him, from the last time he felt her warm, shaking flesh. She was slightly blushing when she was standing in front of him, shock could be read easily on her face. He could even see her legs shaking. Her cat ears and tail appeared as well, but she didn't seem to care. He wore a tight smile when she tried to say anything, just in order not to stay silent. Words couldn't describe how happy he felt when he could stand this close to her. He finally put an end to that silence.

He cleared his throat and said "Long time no see, huh, Kitty-Cat?" She was surprised to hear him speak, after so much time thinking that she'd never hear his voice again, and just as much time wondering where the heck he's been. He continued "Aren't you happy to see me, Koneko-Chan?" he asked walking in the slowest motion towards her; he didn't want to scare her.

Ichigo

She took a deep breath and started "I-I er…" but she didn't know what to say, so she just let out "How are you?" pathetic, she thought to herself.

She wasn't usually short on words, but right now, they just wouldn't come out. He smiled wider and sat on the bench, nodding to her to accompany him. She hesitated for a moment and sat, leaving her backpack between them. He picked up her book, dusted it and handed it to her with a kind expression on his face. She kissed her teeth, trying to smile at him, but she couldn't allow herself such things.

He answered "I'm better now… I uh… I missed you Ichigo." he admitted, looking straight into her eyes.

They widened for half a second and she just let out "Thanks." great, now she was being rude to the one who literally died for her, in her own arms. But he also did a lot of harm to her, to innocent people. That, she couldn't forget. He was about to say something but she interrupted his thoughts by saying "The Mews, Taruto and Pai are worried about you, Kisshu. They miss you, too." I guess this is kind enough for him, she thought.

And since she was a Mew Mew either, it's like she disguised her 'I missed you too' but in a way, she said it. He smiled at her, as if he read her mind. She wouldn't be surprised; they've known each other for more than a year before he went back to his home planet.

"I'll contact them." he said, brushing it off. She figured he didn't want to talk about that. He continued "About what I said just before… Erm you know..?" he asked, feeling awkward talking about his own death.

She nodded understandingly "I erm, I don't really know what to think of it, you know… It's always been complicated between us; we've never known this kind of situation. You kissed me by surprise when we first met, then you tried to kill me several times. In the end, you literally gave your life… for me. Right after you told me…" the words died in her throat, she couldn't say those words in particular.

Kisshu

He was still trying to keep eye contact while she was trying to escape his honey-gold eyes. Her head hung low when he dared to make her look at him with two fingers lifting her head up by her chin, very carefully in order not to scare her. Because he knew very well not to mess with her nerves. He was really trying to create feelings in her, positive feelings towards him. So he was more than careful with her.

Lifting her chin, he asked "When I said I loved you?"

Something that he didn't notice before, her eyes were watering. She blinked fast and looked away, trying to cover up the fact that she was crying. She put her book in her backpack and got up, she was ready to leave when he appeared right in front of her, making her bump into his chest. He held her in his arms while she just didn't feel like rejecting him, she actually felt safe around him by then, and he certainly was glad to feel it even though it hurt him to know that he was making her cry once again, but this time he could console her. He wasn't sure what made her cry though.

Ichigo

Her thoughts were all messed up when she was choking in her cries, in his arms. Part of her mind wondered why she hasn't rejected him yet, the other part just wanted to stay wrapped up against him forever. She really did feel the change in his personality— more like his attitude, he was caring. She was waiting for him to flirt with her, as he always did; she waited for him to annoy her, to order her to become his… He did none. Instead, he tried his hardest to show her that he wanted to make her happy.

Her cheeks were burning hot and wet because of the countless tears she had shed; she struggled to put an end to her cries. But she managed to do it somehow; she lifted her head up, not leaning against his chest anymore. She saw a sad look on his face; he brushed off her tears from her cheeks. He smiled at her and started leaning in, she knew he meant to kiss her, and she couldn't let it happen once again. She backed away, took her backpack and ran out of the park, not knowing where she was heading while other tears were flowing down, falling to the ground, rolling down her chin, to her lips. It was quite a mess.

She settled on going to the Café. She hadn't decided yet if she'd tell the others about Kisshu's return, then she thought that he should be the one to tell them. Café Mew Mew hadn't opened yet, so she ran straight to the customers' bathroom, where she was sure not to find anybody. She washed up her face and went to the dressing room. Her eyes were still puffy and red, and her cheeks a bright pink. No one questioned her about it, Lettuce and Pudding just smiled weakly, and the other two pretended that there was nothing wrong with her. She wore a smiley face when Shirogane came to tell them to hurry up and open the Café. She decided that she would just work inside the kitchen, with Akasaka-san. She didn't want to have any customer bring back her tears, she wouldn't let that happen.

Her thoughts became really confused on how to behave when she saw Taruto entering the kitchen; he sure was going to ask her the usual question… She was washing dishes when he came so she just carried on.

Taruto

"Ohayō!" he said cheerfully.

"Taru-Taru!" Pudding exclaimed hugging him, "How are you?" she said pulling off.

Taruto smiled rubbing the back of his neck "Well I'm fine, thanks, how about you?" he asked.

"Just good…" then she whispered to his ear "I'm not sure it's the same for Oneechan, she was crying this morning, but I couldn't ask her." she said lowering her head.

Taruto put his hands on her shoulders and said reassuringly "I'll talk to her, don't worry."

Pudding smiled and hugged her friend; he was still caught off-guard after all those months of living in the Café. Keiichiro and Ryou offered a room to him and he accepted because he didn't feel like sleeping in a base alone. After all he was only eleven years old. He helped working in the Café, he brought groceries and by that learned to live as a human— at least when he wasn't looking for his elder brother.

He walked straight up to Ichigo and said cheerfully "Ohayō Ichigo-Chan!" then he smiled at her.

She chuckled lightly and answered "Ohayō Taru-Taru, how are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, how about you?" he asked concerned while he sat on the empty table behind her.

She carried on washing the dishes with her attention turned to him "Well I'm fine… Nothing new, work still sucks." she said.

"And er… How are you feeling about today?" he asked leaning his head to the left, where her face aimed at.

"What's with today?" she asked trying to sound normal.

"Come on, I don't have to tell you what today is. You know it better than anyone, I'm sure you've been watching this day from like three weeks ago…" he said avoiding sounding too arrogant.

Ichigo

She turned around to face him leaning against the sink "Look, I'm fine okay? There's no need to ask me about it, I really am fine." it was partly true, she felt relieved now that she could feel that Kisshu was fine.

Taruto started swinging his legs with his hands on the table, he looked down and admitted "You know, I try not to show it but I really do miss him. I miss his teasing, the way he lectures me when I do wrong… I miss my brother." a tear threatens to fall down his cheek but he wipes it away as fast as he can.

Not fast enough because Ichigo saw it. She wished she could tell him where his brother is… But she herself didn't know where he was, all she knew was that he missed her and that his attitude towards her had changed. She couldn't help Taruto with that cheap information; she had to beg Kisshu to come back to life— at least in a way. She had to wait for late night; she knew it was him who watched her while she was asleep.

She walked towards Taruto and hugged him, she rubbed his back in circular motion while they both cried silently until Lettuce came in rushing, she didn't even notice them, and she just took the broom and hurried outside. It's what it took them to wipe away their tears and wear happy faces.

"Just please don't tell Pudding I cried once more today." Ichigo demanded "I don't want her worrying, you know." she smiled.

Taruto frowned "'Once more'?" he asked.

Ichigo winked at him "Don't act like you don't know." she said smiling.

Taruto chuckled "Fine, I won't tell anyone if you don't." he said offering her his hand to shake.

"I won't tell." She said shaking his hand.

Later that night, she was in her PJ's ready to go to bed. But she had no intention of sleeping; she turned off the light and sat in her bed. She waited for Kisshu to come; she had to get him to contact his brothers. She crossed her legs and in her mind, she was calling him.Kisshu please come I need to talk to you, Kisshu it's urgent please come in my room I swear I need you, please I'm begging you! Kisshu! she cried in her thoughts. She was about to start again when she felt a light wind in her room, she turned to the window, which she had closed minutes before, and there he was.

He smiled and said "Even teleportation takes time, depending on the distance and dimension, some complicated stuff you don't want to hear about, trust me." he winked at her.

She felt awkward and mumbled "Oh, right. Please come in." she offered.

"I'd rather not; I don't want you to er… Run away like this morning." he said sheepishly.

"Don't worry I know you're not going to try anything against my will." she smiled "please come in, it's warmer and much more comfortable."

"Well if you insist." he jumped from the tree to her bed, he sat next to her leaving a space between them. "What's so urgent?" he asked concerned.

"You have to contact your brothers, Kish, your absence is hurting Taruto he misses you more than you've missed me. It hurts to see how sad he is." she said adding emotion to every word she uttered.

Kisshu looked at the ground, resting his elbows on his knees. His look was sad, and he didn't know what to say…

Until she begged him once more "Kisshu please." she said trying to reach his eyes.

He looked at her and hugged her, she was caught off-guard of course, but when she realized she just hugged him back. Rubbing his back in circular motion while she felt him shake, she knew he was crying silently but she didn't say anything. She didn't feel her shoulder wet though, which was weird because everything indicated that he was crying. She started whispering to him.

"Shh, it's okay I'm here now. Don't worry everything will be alright now." she murmured.

She pulled back slightly to kiss the top of his head, which made him stop everything. He pulled back and a slight shock could be read in his eyes. She took back what she did just as soon.

"I-I er, please just contact them." she pleaded once more.

He nodded understandingly "I will… Will you be at the Café tomorrow morning?" he asked.

"I will. By the way, Taruto's living ther—" she started.

He cut in with a smirk "I know. You know you're not the only one I've been watching." he said winking at her.

She smiled when she knew he was back, she said "Come to think of it, who have you been watching ever since you're back?" she asked.

He sat more comfortably and said "Well it depends, most of the time I was watching you. Some other times, it was that tree-hugger of yours. Then it was half of the time Taruto that I was watching, he's a lot with the monkey girl— what's her name?" he asked before he focused trying to remember.

"Pudding, her name's Pudding. Anyone else that you've been watching?" she asked sitting Indian style and facing him.

He sat in the same position as her and answered "I think that's it. These last few weeks, I've only been watching you. Mostly when you're asleep." he said smiling.

She blushed "I hope I didn't snore that much." she said embarrassed.

He chuckled "Well, I like that sound now. It's like a bunch of dogs are trying to escape from a closet." he teased, earning a punch on his shoulder.

"I don't snore that much! You're exaggerating!" she almost yelled when she remembered that her parents were probably asleep. She covered her mouth blushing.

"I am, actually. But I wanted to see you blush." he admitted.

She smiled at him "I didn't want to admit it, not even to myself, but it's good to have you back." she said looking away.

He smiled at her "It's good to know that you don't hate me anymore." he said trailing off.

She didn't know how to respond to that, he was right but she didn't want to hurt him admitting that she used to hate him so she smiled at him and asked "So you're officially coming back tomorrow?"

"Before the Café opens. Can I ask you a favor?" he asked awkwardly.

She thought for a moment then said "What is it?"

He took a breath and said as fast as he could "Can I walk you to the Café tomorrow?"

It took her about eight seconds to understand his request "Of course, I don't really like walking alone anyway." she said offering him a sweet smile.

He smiled back at her and stood up "So I'll be going then. You need to get some sleep."

"No I needn't, I can't sleep these days. So I'd rather have you here to talk…" she admitted fiddling on the hem of her top.

He looked at her intensely and broke into a grin before saying "Well I can't let you get bored alone."

Ichigo smiled at him and they carried on talking until approximately four in the morning, when he saw her getting sleepy. He left and asked her to meet him at the park before going to the Café. He was going to need her for that.