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I began my combat sequence alone in a secluded part of the park's woodland. Soon I was panting from concentration as I swung round aiming kicks and punches at the air around me. Too bad I didn't have a partner to practice on. After a while, I began to tire and had to sit down.

Pulling out the bottle of water I had brought with me, I took a long drink. Wiping my forehead which had become sweaty, I shook my head to cool down. By now I'd definitely had enough, tomorrow I would practice some more.

Standing up, I took a quick look around and made sure there was nobody watching. You can't be too careful and I'd rather nobody found out about my status as a mew, I already had enough trouble with my ears and tail. When I was certain that no one could possibly be watching me I transformed into a cat and made my way home.

It wasn't long before I got there; the journey back had been uneventful. I'd successfully convinced the others that I was ok, I knew that if I hadn't they would already have been swarmed at my door.

Scrabbling up the tree I jumped across to my balcony. I looked around again and changed back. Going to the edge I looked down over the side and then up and around me. I couldn't see anyone but I had the uneasy feeling I was being watched. I shrugged to myself; I was definitely driving myself crazy.

I went back in my room a flopped onto the bed, tomorrow I would be working and would have to attend night school – being super hero most of the time meant I had soon fell behind at school, and I don't see how the others managed it, I'd got good marks and exam results but I still felt like I didn't know anything. I sighed, no use worrying about it now.

I curled myself up and hugged my knees. Unfortunately this position gave me a good view of the heart shaped photo frame with the picture of me and Masaya in. Frustrated, I got up and turned the frame face down; I couldn't bring myself to get rid of the photo just yet.

I got changed into my pyjamas and climbed into bed, it was only eight o'clock but I just couldn't handle being awake any longer. I curled up and eventually drifting off to sleep, my dreams invaded by shadows and the comforting figure of Kish.

She had got back in an hour ago and Kish had noticed how uneasy she had been. Checking before changing and then running to the edge of her balcony and peering over, then around her and then up. He had quickly pulled himself out of view to avoid being caught. To him she hadn't changed that much, her face had lost its roundness and she looked a lot more mature. Her figure was now properly proportioned and she had gotten a lot taller. Kish smiled to himself; she almost seemed to have grown more beautiful with time.

When he was sure everyone was asleep, he teleported himself into her bedroom. He wanted to have a closer look at her, and to check if she still purred in her sleep. He landed gently on her floor and looked around; her room was small but cosy. He was nosing around when he noticed the heart shaped frame face down on her side table. He picked it up and looked at it; it was the picture of his Ichigo and Aoyama-kun, he put it back upright. What puzzled him was why it was face down on her table. He was pondering this when a small pink furry thing popped out of her bag on the floor.

"Alien, alien!!" It chimed loudly. Kish looked around in alarm, desperately trying to think of a way to quiet it down. Spying a sock on the floor, he picked it up and grabbed the chirping flying thing, then shoved the sock in its mouth. The thing tried spitting it out so Kish grabbed the roll of sellotape lying around and taped its mouth up – the sock still inside.

"Shut up!" He hissed frantically, "Shut up!!" The thing flapped about mumbling through the sock and tape, and he shook it.

"If this thing doesn't shut up, she'll wake up!" Kish thought desperately. He shook it harder and stepped back, treading on a magazine which sent him flying and landing him on his back. He cursed and attempted to get up, which proved difficult when holding a scrabbling pink round thing. It took him at least three attempts to make it to his feet and many hits to various body parts courtesy of the squirming ball of fluff, which as it turned out wasn't so soft when it was deliberately trying to hurt you. A groan from the bed caught his attention and he looked up and saw a confused and sleepy looking Ichigo attempting to sit up.

"You are still … um … asleep." Kish said quickly, still shaking the pink blob and praying to himself that it would work. She smiled sadly, nodded and collapsed back down asleep again and Kish sighed heavily. That had been too close for him; he threw the fluffy thing to the floor and jumped into the air, teleporting back to the roof.

Next time he would be more careful. He was surprised Ichigo had actually believed she was still asleep, what was more she had looked incredibly sad when he had told her so. And what had been up with that picture frame.

He sat on the roof alone and inspected the red welts on his body; some were already beginning to form bruises. That thing wasn't as cute as it seemed – to him it was a menace. He would be more careful next time. He made it his mission to find those carrot-weapon things whatever they looked like and arm himself with them next time he chose to peek in on her asleep. Then he would show that little fuzz ball who was boss.

He settled back in the cool night air, blissfully aware of how close was to his love and fell asleep dreaming of those amazing weapons known as carrots and blasting pink fluffy things into oblivion.