Summary: It's been almost a year since the aliens have come to Earth. Kisshu still loves Ichigo and Tart still won't admit his likes Pudding. Pai makes a bet with himself to see what Kish and Tart find so interesting about these humans and spies on Lettuce over the course of a week. What will he find?

Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew... If I did Kish and Ichigo would be all makey-outy and Masaya would be dead. Sense neither has happened we can all safely say... "Hiroko-sama doesn't own Tokyo Mew Mew."

"I haven't been reading the series for very long, so my stories may not be as good as others.

Love,

Hiroko-sama"

;…;

After transforming Ichigo and her band of Mews rushed to the park as fast as they could. Kish smiled at the as they ran through the gate.

"You're late for our date, Kitten." He winked and leapt to be in front of her. "It's rude to keep people waiting you know."

Ichigo fumed and attempted—attempted being the key word here—to stomp on his toes. Kish, of course, teleported behind her. "When will you ever learn, Kitten?" He grabbed her around the waist and turned her to face him. "You'll never get away from me."

Ichigo struggled against him in a fetal attempt to pry away from him. "Kisshu! Let go of me!"

"No way," he looked at the other girls with a mischievous look in his eyes. "Do you surrender?" The Mew's eyes widened with shock at the VERY vulnerable position Kish had Ichigo in.

"Let her go, na no da!" Pudding declared.

"I'm sorry, but I can't until you surrender." He held Ichigo in a side hug. "We don't want to hurt you."

"Hurt us? Ha! As if!" Mint shouted at the green haired alien. "Ribbon! Mint Echo!" She shouted her first attack, which Kish easily dodged. "We don't want to hurt your friend, now do we? If you hit me, you hit Ichigo too."

Ichigo felt him tighten his grip around her, making her press farther into his side. Kish looked down at Ichigo, she seemed to still be uncomfortable, he wanted to tell her he wouldn't do anything to hurt her that it was all a bluff, but Deep Blue would not have that. He would kill or banish Kish, not that the banishment would be bad if he could live it out on Earth, but the killing. That would tear his soul apart. He needed to see Ichigo, to talk to her, pester, and make her fluster.

It was all he lived for.

He loosened his grip on her just enough for her to run, but she obviously wasn't taking the hint. He made her look at him and bent down like he was going to kiss her, he nodded his head over to her friends to say she could escape now.

'Is this happening?' Ichigo thought as she watched Kish nod to her friends. 'Is he really letting me go? Is this another trap?' Trap or not she wanted out of his arms, it made her shiver. She pretended to struggle and finally break free of his grasp.

"Ichigo-chan!" All but Zakuro proclaimed in happiness. Ichigo ran to her friends and looked at Kish, his eyes glinted with something she had never seen before, it was strange and un-Kish like. It looked almost like… Hurt. Nonetheless, she had to defeat them.

She clenched her teeth and fists symoltamiously and glared at Kish. "How dare you hold me like that?" She growled and got into her signature-fighting stance. "For your evil actions, I will make you pay!"

She half-heartedly took out her strawberry bell. "Ribbon! Strawberry check!"

Kish, Pai, and Tart dodged it again, "Sorry, but our time is up, Kitten." Kish winked and teleported in front of her. "But, until next time," he bent down and gently brushed his lips against her own, making her spine tingle.

He and his comrades teleported to their ship, where Kish began the interrogation. "Why did you ask when we had to do the laundry?"

Pai averted his gaze, "At the rate I'm going at I may actually find something worthwhile about this girl."

Kish raised his eyebrow, "Really?"

Pai nodded his head, grunting out an "affirmative."

Kish smirked and put an arm around his shoulders, "Welcome to the club! We've got jackets!" Kish slapped his back, Tart scoffed. "What club? What jackets?"

Kish sighed, "It's an Earth term."

Pai and Tart both looked at each other and said, "Oh!"

;…;

Ichigo touched her lips where Kish had kissed her, she still hadn't gotten over the shock of it. It wasn't forceful, or rough. It was actually a little… nice. "No!" Ichigo slapped herself for thinking that way. Kisshu's kisses weren't NICE! They were terrible! They made her skin crawl!

"Ichigo… Are you ok?" Her mother asked with a degree of worry and slight amusement on her face.

"Fine mom," Ichigo sighed.

"Is it a boy? Aoyama-san better not be harassing you!" Ichigo's father threatened.

"Aoyama-kun is being perfectly kind to me, dad. I've just got a lot on my mind that I don't want to talk about." She excused herself from dinner and ran to her room, all but slamming the door behind her. "Darn you Kish…"

Again she was going to bed obnoxiously early, it was only 7:32, but she didn't care, anything would do to make her stop thinking about Kisshu.

;…DREAM…;

Ichigo could feel herself falling. She was falling and no one was around to help her.

"Ichigo!" She heard a familiar voice say. It was dark. She couldn't see.

She felt her eyes well up with tears. This was it. Just as she thought this, she felt two arms catch her and pull her tightly against her saviors' body. "Are you ok?" She looked up and tried to see his face, all she could see were two lovely golden eyes.

"Who are you?"

She could see bright teeth shine through a smile, "You mean you don't already know?"

;…END OF DREAM…;

Ichigo shot up out of her covers; she was sweaty and shivering. "What is this strange feeling? I know who that man was but…" She shook her head madly. "It couldn't have been Kisshu-san!"

She sighed and got out of bed, it was 4:23am. Not a very good time to wake up. She sighed and put on a pair of jeans and a green t-shirt, in contrast to her usual style of dress. She ran down the stairs of her home and quickly scribbled down a note saying she was going for a walk because she couldn't sleep.

She mused over being the first to work that day, but there was such thing as being ridiculously early. Sighing in defeat she went to the park, after all she could at least watch the sunrise, ne?

;…;

Kish stared at his ceiling and sighed for what seemed to be the millionth time that night. He had woken up disturbingly early and knew it. But there was nothing he could do until Tart or Pai woke up. How dull.

He sat up and stared at an earth magazine he had taken out of the garbage with Ichigo's face on it. He stroked the page's face softly, wishing it were the real thing he was touching. 'Grr… Tart and Pai will take forever to wake up!' The alien declared in his head. 'And I need something to preoccupy my mind NOW.' With that, he stood up and teleported out of his room and to the park, he knew Ichigo took that route to get to work, as did all the other Mew Mews, and he would be able to harass her before her shift started.

Kish landed in a tree ever so softly and looked around, the sun was starting to come up, he noticed. He looked over to the Tokyo clock tower and saw it was nearly five, a good time to be up.

The pink in the sakura trees mingled with that in the sky, making the whole world seem to come into balance. The only thing wrong with this sight was that it made him think of Ichigo, his kitten and favorite toy, even more.

'Ichigo…' I rest my case.

He looked about the pathways, trying to see ANYONE he could annoy, harass, scare, ANTHING to get his mind off Ichigo.

Crap.

He heard a sigh off in the distance that his highly acute ears could barely make out, shortly after he hear a voice—Ichigo's voice.

"I'm so confused…" He heard her say. "This isn't supposed to happen." These two sentences caught his attention, he quickly teleported to where he heard her voice. He ended up right behind her and quickly hid and sat in the bushes behind the bench she was sitting on.

;…;

Pai's eyes opened slowly and one lid at a time, hoping the waking was only part of his dreams. Sadly, it was not. He sighed and sat up, stretching his arms out as wide as they would go, yawning deeply. He gazed around the completely white room to his few belongings. A desk, door, bed, and bookshelf with about five Earth books and some ones from his own planet.

He stood, popping a few minor cricks in his neck and back. Walking out of his bedroom he stared at Kish's door, which was right across the walkway from his. He felt tempted to knock, but decided against it and concluded he must still be asleep.

He mumbled to himself obesities and random excuses for waking up late, in his mind he was up all too late. "—And not to mention that porpoise girl kept haunting my dreams." He mumbled, getting a bottle out to the refrigerator that looked to be filled with a milk-like substance. He sighed and guzzled down half the bottle in seconds, only stopping to take a breath.

"That's DISGUSTING!" Tart yelled from the doorway. "Use a glass, for all that is good and DEACENT!"

Pai looked over his shoulder to the younger alien and threw the half empty bottle at him, "Be quiet. I have a headache."

Tart caught the bottle and stared at it, pretending to gag. "I have a STOMACHACHE."

Pai glared at him, "Where is that Tylenol stuff?"

"…In the bathroom."

Pai walked out of the kitchen, he was so happy, although he didn't show it, they had stolen that lovely Earth invention of pain killers.

"Be careful though! Don't you remember what happened last time?" Tart recalled what happened when they had first stolen the stuff. Kish had been beaten up pretty bad and they hadn't read the instructions… Poor Kisshu got O.D.'d.

He took two, although that may have been unnecessary, his body wasn't used to the pain killer yet and one would probably have been enough. He sighed as he felt his headache already begin to diminish.

"—and he was in the infirmary for weeks!" Pai jumped at the sudden noise, he had completely forgotten the younger alien was even on the ship! He disguised his jumping for scratching the back of his head. His headache was coming back again.

"Right, I remember. Of course you two brain dead morons didn't even read the directions."

Tart glared his ever-defiant glare at him, "I am not the brain dead moron, Kish is. He was the one that suggested thirty-nine!"

Pai rolled his eyes, "At least we got more."

"And Kish isn't allowed to touch the medicine cabinet anymore," Tart reminded him.

"Right."

Pai walked out of the bathroom, leaving the younger sibling like boy there to bask in his self-ranting. He went back into his room, there wasn't much to do in there lately, and it was gnawing away at his nerves. 'Perhaps I should continue with the experiment.' He thought standing up, 'That did entertain me for a good while.' And with that he teleported out of his room and onto Earth.

;…;

"I'm not supposed to… fall in love with Kisshu-san." She looked up at the sky, a lone tear escaping her brown eyes. "But I…I'm afraid I am."

Kish's heart took off, he felt tempted to do that thing where a person put their hands over someone's eyes and whisper "Guess who" in their ear. He decided against it, she was too upset now. He wouldn't be able to comfort her.

"I'm just…," she bent he head into her hands and began to sob uncontrollably. "I can't deal with this!"

Kish could no longer stand it, he stood up and sat next to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and rocking her back and forth.

"It's ok…" he whispered in her delicate ear. "I'm here for you."

She looked up at him with wide brown eyes, "Ki-kisshu-san?" He nodded, making her sob powerfully into his shoulder. "You always seem to find me at the worst times," she said between sobs. He smiled down at her, biting back a chuckle. He smoothed down her hair, and rested his head on hers. "I'm just good like that, huh?"

She hiccupped, which was supposed to be a laugh, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Here she felt safe. No one was going to hurt her.

;…;

Yeah. I was going to make it longer… Then you all would've had to wait like… Three more weeks. XD So… I posted it. You better love me for it.