Set just after Ichigo had turned into a cat, also after the Tokyo Tower incident. Ichigo and Aoyama are dating by this point, but it's just after they start being boyfriend and girlfriend. It will be mentioned in this story about the other girls changing as well, but I haven't written them yet. Mostly because I want to finish Mint's story, but also because I can't figure out what to do about Lettuce! Anyway, back to the story.

Mint had a tough week, what with Ichigo getting all air-headed and the others discovering their powers. Zakuro had taken a lot of time off from her modeling jobs, but it still took all four of them to handle the work Ichigo could do on her own. Depressing, she knew, but mostly because the customers found everyone else scary. Lettuce was clumsy, Pudding was too excitable and Zakuro didn't like dealing with people. Mint was doing all the work, and she was so tired of it!
As she was working in the cafe one day, she found herself lost in thought about all this. She didn't usually get lost in thought, but now she did. Mint ran up to a table with a tray of cookies, and she put it down. "Please enjoy your meal." She said, running back into the kitchen.
Just as Mint entered the kitchen, someone screamed. Mint yelped, her wings and tail feather popping out. Keichiro, who had worked on several parfaits, looked at Mint as she stood there, trembling. Keichiro chuckled, and he looked back down at the parfaits. "Pudding, you got Mint this time." He commented, putting a grape on the parfait.
Mint looked up, and she saw Pudding sitting on the door. She grinned down at her, and jumped down from the counter. "Sorry, Mint-onee-chan! I was trying to scare Zakuro-onee-chan, na no da!" She apologized, tossing a grape into her mouth.
Mint stood up, and she stomped over to Pudding. Her wings were fluttering fast, and her tail feather was pushed down by all the petticoats in her uniform. "You shouldn't be trying to scare Onee-sama!" She shouted at her, pointing to the kitchen door. "You should be out there working, with me and the others!" She stated, grabbing Pudding's hand.
The kitchen door opened, and Ryou looked in. He looked like he had slept, and he was glaring at them all as he leaned on the wall. "Why are you all screaming? The customers are disturbed." He told them, waving his arm towards the tables.
Keichiro starting putting parfaits on a tray, and he looked at Ryou. "Pudding was trying to scare Zakuro, and she got Mint instead." He explained, wiping his hands off on his apron.
Ryou looked at Mint, and he scoffed. "Your wings are out again, Mint. If you guys can't manage to keep your emotions under control, you shouldn't go out." He asserted, walking out of the room again.
Mint growled, and she looked behind herself. "It's not all my fault, you guys could've made it a little harder to activate." She muttered, her wings disappearing as she calmed down.
Pudding jumped down from the counter, and she took the tray of parfaits from Keichiro. "Well, at least you're being paid for the trouble, na no da!" She joked, running out of the kitchen.
Mint glared at the kitchen door as it swung shut, her tail feathers still out. Keichiro handed two glasses of a green drink to her, and he smiled kindly. "I hope your dance recital goes well, Mint." He whispered to her, walking over to the oven to take out another tray.
Mint walked over to the kitchen door, and she pushed it open with her foot. That was the only good thing in her week, her ballet recital. She had practiced for so long, and her parents were finally coming. So was everybody else, gladly. It would've been nice if just Zakuro had been going, but Ryou insisted they stay together in case something horrible happened. Still, Mint liked everyone coming. She wanted them to praise her, because if anyone deserved it, she did. She was certain that nothing could go wrong, it was going to be the perfect night.
After work, Mint had changed and was just about to leave, when Pudding came up to her. "Hey, Mint-onee-chan! Worried about the concert, na no da?" She asked, as she carried all the leftovers in her bag.
Mint looked at Pudding, and she scoffed. "Of course not! Why would I be worried about that? I'm a professional dancer." She stated, smiling proudly.
Pudding shrugged, and she climbed up on a table. "Still, what if an alien comes and attacks, na no da? Your concert would be ruined, and you'd have to fight, na no da!" She suggested, kicking her feet in the air.
Mint glared at Pudding, and she pointed her finger at her. "That's what your job is, moron. You and the rest protect the concert hall, I'm just back-up! Besides, it's not like I can't fight and then get back on stage." She asserted, putting her gloves on her pale hands. "Now, I've got to get my beauty sleep. If you can't make it, don't bother to come to the recital." She told her, walking out of the cafe.
Pudding chuckled, and she ran after Mint. "I'll be there, don't worry, na no da!" She called after her, as she ran the other way from Mint.
Mint spent the rest of the night sleeping, as she had worked hard lately. It was odd, but everyone had half-transformed lately. Maybe there was more Mew Aqua or something?
Whatever the cause, Mint chose to ignore it. The night of the recital came, and Mint was ready. She sat in her dressing room, completely preened and perfect. Her hair had been put up in a braid instead of the usual buns, due to the fact that her grandmother had helped her. She was, in fact, still buzzing around her. "Oh, my. You look wonderful, Mint." Her grandmother assured her, as she continued wrapping Mint's hair up.
Mint was smiling, glowing bright from the stream of praises she had heard. "Thank you, grandmother." She said, looking at herself in the mirror.
Her grandmother put down her brush, and she put Mint's hair into the braid. She patted it, and walked over to the mirror. "Now, you're perfect. I'm going to get some tea, don't go running off!" She reminded her, walking out of the changing room.
Mint got up from her chair, and she practicing walking around. Her head felt heavy, and the dress was a bit loose. She was still managing to walk perfectly, her mind going blank as she stepped gracefully around the room. The door creaked open, and Ichigo looked in. Mint hadn't seen her, as she had her eyes shut. Ichigo walked in, and she clapped her hands together. "Wow, Mint! You're so pretty!" She exclaimed, shutting the door behind herself.
Mint turned to look at her, and she was bit surprised by what she saw. Ichigo was dressed very elegantly, and her hair even looked nice. Mint turned to face her, and she crossed her arms. "What did you want, Ichigo?" She asked, trying not to show that she was really happy to see her.
Ichigo paused for a moment, and she nodded. "Shirogane-san wanted to talk to you, he said. He wants to tell you what to do if we get attacked, and that he'll stop bothering you if you come." She answered, holding the door open.
Mint scoffed, and she walked out of her dressing room. She stayed by a wall, as a woman carrying a bucket of bricks passed by. "There's construction going on, be careful." She told Ichigo, as Ichigo shut the door.
Ichigo nodded, and she started to walk ahead. Mint followed after her, concentrating on walking gracefully. She wasn't sure which way they had gone, but they eventually came to a basement. Ichigo pushed a door open, and Mint walked in. Ryou was leaning on a wall, looking quite annoyed. He was dressed up as well, although his hair was still messy. He looked at Mint as she walked in, and he rolled his eyes. "Took you long enough, Ichigo. " He complained, standing up straight and walking over to Mint. "Okay, if we get attacked and you're on stage, stay there. If you're anywhere else, go to your dressing room. I don't expect that we will get attacked, but you never know." He instructed her, acting more like this was such trouble.
Mint waited for him to say more, but he didn't. She sighed, and put her hands on her hips. "Was that all?" She asked, irritated by the fact she had come so far. Ryou nodded, and he walked away from Mint. Mint growled, and she walked over to the door. "Fine, but if I'm a second late, you're paying for it." She told him, walking out of the room.
Mint stomped off down the hallway, muttering to herself about how unfair this was. She hadn't noticed, until she was surrounded by scaffolding, that she had no idea where she was. Mint stopped, and she looked around. She didn't recognize anything, and she didn't see anyone either. Mint swallowed, and she stepped forward. Surely, she hadn't gone that far. Mint heard someone up ahead, and she smiled smugly. She started running ahead, proud of the fact that she had found someone. Suddenly, the floor gave way under her foot. A blue tarp, which had covered the hole where the concrete was going to be put. Mint was falling forward, and there was nothing she could do about it!
The tiara in her hair came out, and it began to fall away from Mint. Mint reached for it, and she shut her eyes. There was a shattering noise, and Mint felt a rush of wind under her. She kept her eyes shut tight, as she was too afraid to see the darkness below herself. "Someone must have left a window open..." She heard a man mutter, from below.
Mint paused, and she opened her eyes. She was flying, high above everyone else. She felt a lot lighter, as she spun around in a circle. Mint knew she had to land, and she saw a convenient bench. She landed on it, expecting her feet to hit the floor. Instead, she saw that the bench was a lot bigger than she had expected it to be. She looked at her hands, and saw white feathers. She gasped, and looked down at the rest of her. She had actually turned into a bird! Mint looked up, and she saw the wide building. How had this happened? Mint hopped down from the bench, and flapped her wings experimentally. She just had to get to Ichigo, and she would tell her what to do. Mint flew up, flapping her wings hard. She hit the roof, groaning as her head ached. She flew ahead, looking down over everyone. It was really cool up high, strangely enough. Her wings were already used to flying, and Mint had learned how to fly as a Mew Mew. Mint flapped her wings again, and she looked ahead. She just managed to avoid hitting a wall, as she spun out-of-the-way. She heard a familiar voice, and flew down to see who it was. "My, my, Mint wasn't in her dressing room when I went to check on her." Mint's grandmother said, as she stood by a stagehand.
The stagehand looked around, and he shrugged. "Don't you worry, we'll find her. Get to the seats, she'll be up there in a bit." He instructed her, running off.
Mint gasped, and she flew down towards her grandmother. "Grandmother, I'm okay!" She shouted to her, stopping just as she reached her grandmother's face.
Her grandmother looked at her, and she chuckled. "Silly bird, I haven't gotten any food for you." She commented, walking towards the stage.
Mint grunted, and she landed on the railing. Of course her grandmother wouldn't recognize her, she was just a bird. Mint looked around, but she still didn't anything know where she was. Mint tweeted, and she covered her face with her wing. Why didn't anyone tell her how to get back to normal? She certainly didn't want to stay a bird forever, but couldn't figure out what to do. Mint heard someone walk up to her, and she looked up. Ichigo was standing there, staring at Mint. She bent down by her, and she tilted her head. "M-Mint, is that you?" She asked, reaching her hand out for her.
Mint bit her finger, and she flapped at her face with her wings. "Of course it's me!" She squawked at Ichigo, not being able to speech normally.
Ichigo shook her finger, and she backed up. "Yeah, that's you. I guess I should go get Ryou, he'll know what to do." She asserted, turning to leave. Mint flew up, and she landed on Ichigo's shoulder. Ichigo looked at her, and she chuckled. "You're kind of cute as a bird, Mint." She stated, walking ahead. Mint looked away from Ichigo, trying to avoid her gaze. But something caught Mint's eye, and she looked up. It was an open window, and the moon was shining. Mint flapped her wings, smacking Ichigo in the head. Ichigo winced, and she rubbed at her ear. "Calm down, Mint. We're almost there-" She started to say, but Mint flew up towards the window.
She wanted to fly to the moon, it was calling to her. Ichigo grunted, and she reached for her. Unfortunately, Mint had flown up too high. She flew to the window sill, and looked out at the world below her. She spread her wings out, and took a deep breath. Just as she was going to fly out, she saw a glinting light. Mint looked at it rise up in the sky, and she gasped. That was that alien boy, Kisshu! What was he going to do? Mint looked back, and she saw that Ichigo was still where she had been. Mint flew back down to Ichigo, trying to tell her what was going on. "Ichigo, there's an alien out there!" She tweeted at her, flying around Ichigo's head.
Ichigo chuckled nervously, and she rubbed the back of her head. "I-I'll go get Ryou, he'll know what to do!" She asserted, stepping forward. However, her eye caught the window. She saw the shining light, and turned back to Mint. "Go tell Ryou, if we can stop this before it becomes a problem, your concert will be fine!" She told her, running towards the window. She jumped up in the air and transformed, hitting the windowsill just as she finished. She jumped out of the window, already taking out her weapon.
Mint stared at the window, not sure what to do. She was still lost, and she didn't know how to get back. Mint flapped her wings, and she flew ahead regardlessly. They'd probably notice before she got there, most likely. And they'd find her, and turn her back. But what if they didn't? Mint didn't like to think about that, so she flew faster. As she turned a corner, she found herself hitting someone. The person shouted, before falling down to the ground. Mint landed on their chest, her head aching from impact. She shook her head, and looked up. It was a boy, but she recognized the face. Wasn't he one of the back-up dancers? The boy looked up, and he coughed. "What the heck? A bird?" He muttered, sitting up straight.
Mint fell into his lap, hitting his knee. She looked up at him, and noticed that he was surprisingly cute for a back-up dancer. The boy looked down at her, obviously confused about why a bird was staring up at him. Mint felt herself blush, and her heart began to pound. Ryou ran down the hallway, and he grunted. He turned towards them, and he put his hands around his mouth. "Hey!" He yelled, making the boy look at him.
Mint turned back to human, her heart still pounding. Ryou was running towards the boy, still trying to keep his attention. Mint got away from the boy, and she hid behind the corner. The boy looked up, as he looked for the bird. "Where did that little bird go?" He wondered, getting up to his knees.
Ryou looked at Mint, who was still hiding behind the corner. "She flew away, but she'll be fine." He joked, walking towards Mint.
The boy got up, and he walked away from the both of them. Mint looked at the boy as he watched away, and she sighed. "That was close..." She mumbled, leaning back against the wall.
Ryou scoffed, and he crossed his arms. "You and Ichigo are exactly the same, it just takes one glance to set you two off." He teased her, smirking at her.
Mint glared at him, and she stepped forward. "If you had told me how to change back, it wouldn't have been a problem!" She shouted at him, pushing her loose hair out of her face.
Ryou chuckled, and he nodded. "Okay, the easiest way to change back is by kissing someone, Mint." He told her, bending down over her.
Mint blushed, and her wings came out. Ryou laughed loudly, and Mint punched him in the arm. "Shut up! You're just a big jerk!" She asserted, walking away from him.
Mint saw a stagehand, and she grunted. The stagehand looked at her, and she gasped. She ran up to Mint, and panted. "Thank goodness! Everyone's looking for you, Aizawa-sama!" She stated, panting hard.
Mint looked back at Ryou, but he had gone. Mint shrugged, and she looked back at the stagehand. "I was looking for the bathroom, I needed to wash my hands." She explained, pushing her loose hair out of her face.
The stagehand groaned, and she grabbed Mint's arm. "You're a mess, the recital is just about to start!" She scolded her, pulling Mint ahead.
Mint managed to get ready in time, although she found that she felt a little odd. Her mind keeping switching to flying, what happened to the rest of them and that boy. As she walked on stage, she saw him again. He was watching her, and he looked as if he remembered her too. Mint looked away, not missing a step as she continued walking. She looked ahead, and saw her parents. Her mother waved to her, and Mint smiled. Everything was going fine, she just had a couple of problems. Nothing had gone wrong, it was okay.
After the recital, Mint had finished changing in her dressing room and was taking her make-up off. The door opened, and Ichigo walked in. "Hey, Mint!" She said, waving to her.
Mint looked back, and she smiled. Ichigo, Lettuce, Pudding and Zakuro were there, and they all looked so nice. Everyone was dressed up, and they didn't look angry. Zakuro walked up to her, and she put her hand on her shoulder. "Good job, Mint. We didn't get to see it, but everyone else seemed to enjoy it." She commented, smiling down at Mint.
Mint chuckled, and she put her hands on her hips. "Of course, what'd you expect?" She asked, the praise cheering her up.
Ichigo walked over to her, and she put her arms over her shoulder. "S-So, how'd you get back to normal?" She inquired, trying not to meet her eyes.
Mint blushed, and she pushed Ichigo away. "None of your business! Leave me alone!" She shouted at her, turning away from them.
Ichigo stepped back, and Zakuro looked away from them as well. Pudding pulled Lettuce ahead, and she grinned. "Maybe me and Lettuce-onee-chan will transform, na no da?" She suggested, grabbing Mint's hand.
Lettuce giggled, and she put her hand on her face. "Was it fun, Mint, Ichigo?" She questioned, her eyes showing pure innocence.
Both Mint and Ichigo blushed the same color, and Ichigo's ears came out. "N-Not particularly." Ichigo muttered, looking down at the ground.

This is pure canon, not to be believed to be actually part of the story!