Hello all! An update at last, yay!
So I've decided, I'm probably going to focus more on humor for this story. The pairing of Ichigo and Ryou will still be there, but i'm aiming for laughs, which by the way, is a little difficult to do in writing. But I'm trying my best!
I must say, I absolutely loved those reviews. That's what made me decide to aim for laughs as much as I can. They really were very motivating. As for the comment about a cliche plotline, I like the cliche too and I thought it would be the most appropriate storyline to make a funny story. So no, I was not offended at all by that comment.
Thanks for the support guys! I hope you'll enjoy this chapter. 10+ reviews before the next update.
Chapter 2: Dealing with the Mews
.:Shirogane gets pawned:.
It was another busy day in Café Mew Mew. But rather than the normal bustling movements of the waitresses around the café, the mews were found settled in the kitchen discussing the momentary rumbling they had felt only a few minutes ago.
Zakuro leaned casually against the counter top while the dark-haired Mint sat in front of her on the chair beside the table. Lettuce sat across from Mint wearing a concerned expression. She clasped both hands against the table, grabbing the side of the table between her four fingers and thumb. "Mint, I don't see how you can be drinking tea at a time like this! This is definitely not tea time!"
"Hm?" Mint casually raised the teacup against her lips and took a sip.
"It's always tea time for Mint-oneesan na no da!" Pudding climbed up behind Mint's seat. She looked down at the monkey girl, settled her cup on the small plate and nodded.
Lettuce leaned forward, hands still tensely grabbing the side of the table. "But Mint!" She cried somewhat desperately. "Aren't you worried about what happened? And where's Ichigo? What if something happened to Ichigo?"
Mint scoffed. "She can take care of herself." She turned away from Lettuce's gaze, pouting slightly.
"Gosh Mint. You're not still angry that she wouldn't get you tea are you?" This of course explained why Mint was sitting in the kitchen after brewing herself a new batch of tea. Mint deliberately brought the cup to her lips once again, ignoring the concerned girl's words.
"Shi-ro-ga-ne!" The mews spun around toward the closed door at the sound of their boss's manly whine.
"Will you stop acting like a baka for once?" Ichigo's voice pierced through the thin kitchen door that separated the bickering pair from the mews. "I don't care what you say, I'm going up to change."
Pudding quickly hopped off the seat and swung open the door, slamming it against something hard. Ryou's nose.
"Ughh." The blond groaned, bringing a hand to his nose as he glared at monkey girl. "Pudding!" He growled menacingly.
"Uh…sorry boss-man na no da!" The hyperactive girl took a slight step back. His eyes grew wide and then suddenly realizing, he brought a hand to his hair, grabbing harshly at the silky strands.
The redhead watched on unamused over the blond's rough treatment of his hair. She crossed her arms across her chest…her plump, voluptuously soft chest…
Pop! Enter Kitty Ryouchigo.
"Nya? Nyoo! It's baka strawberry speech nya!" The redhead slapped a hand across her face, groaning.
"Ichigo!" Mint snarled as she slammed open the door, once again into Ryou's nose.
"Jesus! Will you guys stop hitting him already?!" The redhead cried, her bells jingling as she took heavy steps toward Pudding and Mint. The blond rubbed his nose yet again, this time glaring at Mint.
"Oh, Ichigo? Since when were you so concerned about Shirogane? Since when were you so casual about changing in his room?" She emphasized the words, all the while staring at her black ears.
"Uh…" the redhead muttered uncomfortably. "Darnit…"
"He's – she's not!" The blond cried suddenly, giving a slight shudder. "Like she could ever like me."
Mint raised an eyebrow at him. "Disappointed?"
"Oh please." He rolled his cerulean blue eyes at the girl. The redhead narrowed her eyes at him, once again crossing her arms over her chest before jumping up at the contact. The blond, in no way, missed the sudden redness on her cheek.
"Get your hands away from there!" He seethed, quickly making his way over to the cat girl. Unfortunately, he never made it there.
"OWW." He reached at his nose for the third time, glaring at the idol who walked out of the door.
"Girls! I demand that you stop hitting him!" The redhead shot a sharp stare at the three, finally running over to the blond on his knees as she moved his hand away to check on the damage. She sighed. "It's not too bad. You should be more careful, considering. I'm sure you wouldn't want me to hurt myself."
The blond shot a sharp glare at the redhead. "You wouldn't dare."
"Ichigo…" Mint growled. "You're hiding something from us. I know it." In the very next moment, she pulled the surprised girl inside, turning around just briefly to warn the blond. "STAY OUT. Girl's talk." The mews marched back into the kitchen, leaving behind an injured Ryou still holding his nose.
"I can't believe you'd ditch me to go have some fun with Shirogane!" Mint screeched at the redhead. The girl only rolled her eyes in response. "Pft. Like I'd want to."
"You mean, like I'd want to." Screamed Ryou's deep voice from the other side of the door. Mint stomped over towards the kitchen door, kicking it open once again into someone's face.
"YEOW!"
"Stop snooping!"
The redhead immediately shot up, but soon afterward, Mint pushed her back down. "See this is what I mean. What's with the sudden concern over Shirogane-san?"
"It's nothing. Why don't you run along and have some more tea Mint?" The girl said, forcing her hands off of her shoulders.
"Run along?" Mint raised an eyebrow at her suspiciously. "This is what you tell me after you made me get my own tea just so you could do god knows what with Shirogane in the basement?"
The redhead rolled her eyes at the girl. "You know, Keiichiro was there too."
"Ew. So you had him watch?!" She spat, disgusted. Meanwhile, Lettuce was twiddling her thumbs nervously – her cheeks were bright red. Pudding hopped up and down, calling in the background though no one heard her, or chose not to listen as she spoke. "Watch what, watch what?"
"When'd you get so familiar with Akasaka-san?" Zakuro suddenly interrupted, ears tinged pink over what Pudding had failed to understand.
"God, will you girls just get off my back?" she snapped. The mews were taken back by her sudden harshness.
"Ichigo…"Lettuce said softly.
The redhead sighed. "Look Mint. I'll even get you tea if you'd just shut up." Mint's eyes widened in shock, before narrowing into a glare.
"You make it sound like you have a choice."
Meanwhile, a certain blue-eyed blond was still snooping behind the kitchen door. He pried it open slightly, with his back against the wall as he carefully looked in. He scanned the room, hoping desperately that the redhead wouldn't actually put her body in jeopardy. The redhead and the dark-haired girl were locked in an angry glare. The atmosphere was tense.
That is, until the famous idol sent a blank stare at his direction. The blond watched nervously as her mouth curved up into a sly smirk. She whispered to the girls locked in a staring contest, causing both of them to spin around and focus their attention on him instead.
"Looks like Shirogane-san is watching you more than usual Ichigo." The detransformed cat girl lost all color in her face. "He doesn't watch me." Ryouchigo quickly denied in the girliest tone he could mutter.
Mint rolled her eyes at the redhead. "Ichigo, it's so obvious he has a thing for you."
"What! I do not! I mean - him for me- uhh…" Ryouchigo looked at the crack in the doorway, just noticing the glint of blue eyes.
"Looks like it's elevated past admiration and into stalking." Zakuro mused. "It's happened to me before with fans."
"Ughh..that idiot." Ryouchigo brought a hand to his head, groaning though it came out more like a girly whimper. He heard a gasp at the door and shuddered that she could make his body look so uncool. But what concerned him even more was the strange look on his face as the Strawberry was probably considering their words.
Then a sudden glimmer appeared in his borrowed russet eyes as an idea hit him. "He…he can't like me." He twirled his dainty thumbs as he stared down while seated. He let his soft ruby hair hang limply along his forehead, feigning a sudden sadness. His face twitched at the thin string once again running up his behind.
"You look constipated." Mint stated.
He hissed in Ichigo's wildcat body. "Hsgakkk."
"Now you sound like it too na no da!"
Lettuce kept her lips tightly shut, her cheeks were tense as she fought the urge to laugh. Zakuro still leaned casually against the counter, though Ryouchigo was certain he saw her shake just the slightest bit.
"I'm not constipated! I'm sad!" He roared in all his screechy glory.
"Really? Cuz you sound pretty angry to me." Mint crossed her arms as she spoke with her eyes closed, facing away from the redhead.
"No! I'm SAD!" The redhead screeched yet again, face straining as Ryouchigo itched to just slip out of the damned thing entirely. He suddenly caught the glare shooting from the crevice of the door that was left ajar. Don't let those hands wander. Normal…act normal.
Jesus, what was normal?
Sighing, he dropped his head to the palm of his hand. He was lucky the mews hadn't already noticed. It was about time to start acting like a girl.
"Like I mean…" he shuddered but wrapped his dainty arms around himself as if he was trying to control his pain. "There's no way he could like me. I'm not good enough for Ryou." He sunk his face into his arms, hiccuping pretend sobs.
"Oh Ichigo." Lettuce exclaimed, immediately sitting beside the redhead as she rested a hand on a fragile shoulder.
"What happened to Aoyama-kun?" Zakuro spoke.
"What about him? He's a wimp." The redhead nearly scoffed, though suddenly caught herself. "I mean…I can't live on with this lie anymore! I'm in love with Ryou and Ryou only!"
Mint's glare softened just the slightest. "Ichigo, if it was like that…" Her voice was laced with guilt. "So you finally admit that you have a thing for him too?"
"No…" she cried out. "Not too. Because there's no way he'd like me…"
"Oh that is it!" The blond stormed in, forcefully grabbing at the redhead's wrist. Ichigo had the urge to crush the living breath out of Ryou the moment he had called her perfect Masaya a wimp, but resisted it and cursed the impostor for taking over her body. "W-What the hell are you talking about? Guys, just ignore what she said. She clearly does not like me." Ichiguy quickly denied as she sent a sharp stare at the defenseless girl who was now smirking at her. The mews sent death glares at her as they huddled around the redhead protectively.
"Shirogane-san! How can you be so mean after she just confessed to you?" Lettuce stood up, arms on her hips as she defended her friend. Ryouchigo continued his sobs, just managing to stick out Ichigo's tongue back at her when the mews weren't looking.
"SHIR- I mean ICHIGO!" She cried suddenly, blood now pulsing with the need for revenge. She released Ryou's thin arms from her firm manly grip, trying to loosen up the stiff muscles on her face. At this point, she was close to pulling something. Though maybe she'd leave Shirogane with a permanently lopsided face for all the misery and aggravation he caused her while he was in her body. A fitting punishment for that jerk.
"Actually…I have a confession to make." She noted the redhead's glare and could practically hear his silent message to her; Don't you dare!
The blond ran over to the redhead, dispersing the Mews. "I…I'm in love with you Ichigo!" The girls gasped, utterly speechless.
"Grr…"
"But Ichigo, why aren't you happy?" The blond asked, eyebrows furrowed together in fake concern.
"I am. I'm so happy." He seethed in his threateningly high pitched voice. "So happy that I think…I'll have to clutch my chest from exploding with happiness."
The blond watched appalled as the impostor slowly brought his hand up against her precious breasts…
"Don't DO IT!" Ichiguy shrieked as she reached her lean muscled arms for the redhead's wrist. She lunged forward, tipping the seat over with her sudden weight as the redhead was knocked out of the chair onto the floor.
CRASH!
Ichiguy kept her eyes closed at the impact. Her firm fingers twitched ever so slightly at the contact of something plushy and soft. She heard a light moan and opened her eyes.
She was staring straight into her russet eyes, wondering why Ryouchigo would be blushing so intensely. Then feeling a smooth hand brush hers away, she looked down just in time to see the redhead rub her soft breasts, giving a slight squeeze.
"W-what? You pervert! Get your hands away from there!" Ichiguy screeched at the smirking redhead. Her silky strands of blond hair slapped against her face as she forcefully pushed his dainty hands aside and settled her own muscled hands against the redhead's chest, cupping both breasts protectively to keep the devious redheaded Ryou from having too much fun.
"Shirogane!" Zakuro said, absolutely appalled as she stared at the blond sitting on top of the redheaded mew with his hands against her breasts. Lettuce was nervously shielding Pudding's eyes from the scene though the young girl struggled under her grip and tried to remove her hands.
"AHHH Perv!" Ryouchigo shrieked, half sobbing as he pushed the blond's hands away from his womanly chest, before bringing his own two dainty hands over the soft, voluptuous mounds of squeezable flesh…
The redhead gave a slight moan, before the expected cat ears popped out once again.
"You perv! Get the hell away from those!" The blond cried in his booming voice, trying to pry away the girl's arms.
"Why? They're mine!" The redhead shot up, challenging the blond.
Ichiguy narrowed her blue-eyes at the smug girl. Never before did she think she could hate someone who looked exactly like her so much.
"…For the week anyway." The cat girl was smirking, despite the embarrassing appearance of the ears. She stood up tall, leaning against the wall casually as she watched Mint and Lettuce lock the blond in their arms.
"Really Shirogane-san. How could you?" Tears were brimming in Lettuce's eyes as she stared at the blond with disgust.
"That really was going too far. Even if you're crazy about her now." Zakuro stated, watching Ichiguy with cold eyes.
To their surprise, the blond shrugged off their hands and smoothed out his vest while smirking. "I really am such a perverted jerk. I just can't handle my manly" –shudder— "desires when I see a pair of knockers" –shudder shudder—"bouncing around in front of me." She averted the Mews stupefied stares, focusing solely on the glaring redhead. "Well then, Ichigo. That's what you get for touching them..."
Ryouchigo stomped over towards the smirking blond, seething his words viciously. "Strawberry…" the redhead growled before lowering his voice. "I'm docking your pay as soon as I get out of this damned body."
"Huh?" the mews muttered in confusion. "Did Ichigo just call Shirogane strawberry? And when does Shirogane call her Ichigo?"
The redhead groaned while staring at the smirking blond. The strawberry was so much worse in his body to him, than Ryou ever was to her. Even if that smirk really suited his face, it was beginning to annoy even him now.
"Huh?" Ryouchigo faked confusion, smiling sweetly.
"That's right." The blond said, expression blank as he walked over and gave the redhead a light tap. "I'll be good if you be good." Ichiguy whispered in Ryouchigo's ears. "Now play me well and I'll try to act like you."
Ichiguy turned around to face the Mews, fighting off the urge to beam at her first victory against her reviled boss. Too bad it had to be in his body.
"Like, I have no idea what you guys are going on about!" The redhead wore a strained smile on her face as she brought her two hands in front of her and waved them frantically in denial. "You're totally imagining things. And about what you just saw…it's like, totally okay! Just forget about it okay?" His feminine voice squeaked towards the end as he brought it to a final higher pitch.
Ichiguy rolled her blue eyes at the redhead. "Man, you suck as a girl." She breathed out quietly beside his ear, allowing only Ryouchigo to hear. "MAN is right, not girl!" He seethed back at her, voice kept low. "I'm a man, damn it." The redhead puffed out her chest, one hand on her hip as she brought the other one to flex. Ichiguy stifled a laugh, watching with amusement as Ryou tried to display his utter un-manliness with her very female body.
Zakuro raised an eyebrow suspiciously at the redhead.
"When'd you become such a….such a…?"
"Such a what Mint?" The redhead snapped at the girl.
"Such a blonde?" the dark-haired girl shuddered.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The blond was suddenly clutching his stomach, his eyes tearing from the irony of it all. Yes, the blond, was laughing.
"It really wasn't that funny…" Mint stared at Ryou's face, losing respect for him by the second.
The redhead shot the blond another sharp glare. "What the hell!" She screeched. "This isn't fair. If it was up to me, I'd just let everyone know! I'd let the whole world know that you wear thon-"
"Oh quite complaining, Strawberry." The blond said with glee, cutting her off before she revealed too much. "Well girls?" She raised her blond head and stood up straight. "Get to work already!"
As the Mews made their way out the door however, they saw Ichigo smooth out her skirt and let out a small cough before calmly approaching Ryou. Then, flicking his forehead, she pulled on his ear. "You. Come with me." She barked.
"Yes sir- m'am" The blond held in a stifled laugh, but dropped his head in the next moment when the redheaded girl graced him with another flick on the nose. "Sorry."
"Whatever act they're playing with us," Mint considered as she watched the blond follow obediently behind, "Ichigo's got him totally whipped." She stared at her redheaded friend with a growing new found respect for the girl.
Okay, so I didn't find this as funny as the first chapter. I guess I was just really on a roll that day! This chapter wasn't as eventful, but I hope it still brought you some laughs.