Hey. Just want to let all previous fans know that I'm sorry for not having updated and hope that just because the story has changed that you still like it.

Chapter Three: Jerk or Sweetheart?

"First of all, how can you just make me into a mew without my consultation? Maybe I don't want to be a mew. And second, how can you just name me Mew Blackberry? Shouldn't you ask me first!" I yelled, getting really annoyed with my childhood friend. If it wasn't for that fact, I'd really hate him right now.

Suddenly dropping this on me without a second thought was really annoying. It was like one of my teachers giving the class homework and telling us to have it done the next day without even studying what the paper or whatever was about. Bad example I know, but it was the only one I could think of.

Ryou sighed in irritation again. At least I got to annoy the crap out of him by asking questions. "First, because the world needs you. Do you expect them to fight off the aliens on their own?" Of course he would say that. If you think about it in all movies where a person becomes a super hero but doesn't want to the person that changed them say that the world needs them. And is he trying to make me guilty for thinking the world can fight off the aliens by themselves? 'Cause if he is it isn't working. "And second, because that was just how it turned out. No undoing you men name. Got it?" I might have said Blackberry Drop and Blackberry Rain but that doesn't mean I have to Mew Blackberry. Sure it might make sense, but what if I don't like blackberries? Not that I don't like them. "Anyways, shouldn't you be going home around now? It is pretty late out you know."

"Are you kidding me?" I asked him. "At this time? Who knows what creeps are out at this time of day?" I continued, letting my imagination get to me and make me think of possible situations. Now that I knew aliens existed, a lot worse things could happen besides getting kidnapped or raped. I'm not saying that those aren't very bad things compared to being killed by aliens. I'm just saying that scarier things can happen now that I know they exist and that I'm their enemy.

"Ryou, why don't you walk Mizuki home? She is right about it being pretty late." Yet again I win an argument. Keiichiro always felt like a second father to me. I'm glad that I knew him in the past or else I would be wondering how he knew my name. "Besides, we wouldn't want anything to happen to Ogawa-san, now would we?" Keiichiro continued. Something tells me he hopes that Ryou will remember on the walk back.

I was about to reject anyways. I honestly didn't want to get into an argument with him. If I did I would probably end up getting farther away from him and he wouldn't remember for a longer period of time. "Alright. We should get going then." Wait, he agreed? I watched as he grabbed his jacket and walk away, not giving me much time to catch up. I turned and looked at Keiichiro and mouthed a quick thank you before going out after Ryou.

I looked back as I closed the door and saw that he had a worried look on his face. I smiled and continued out the door, guessing that he was worrying that Ryou might not remember me.

I strayed a bit behind him, wondering how he seemed to know where my house was. I couldn't help but think that he changed in more ways than one. One moment he was rude and the next he was kind. I thought that it was though he switched personalities like I did when I just meet someone. I felt my nose twitch before I started to sneeze. *ah…Ah…achoo!*

"Are you all right?" Ryou asked me as he put his jacket around me. I was so surprised that I stumbled backwards slightly, away from his reach. "You must have had a long day. You should go home and get some rest."

Surprised, I looked up and gaped at what I had just heard. What the hell! Could he have remembered? I mean, I've only seen him this nice when I knew him as a kid. It doesn't make any sense. "Thanks a lot. I never realized that you could be so caring. I really thought you were a jerk, but you're really nice," I stated, nervous about how he would react.

"Well of course I'm worried," Ryou said, making my eyes widen even more. I wondered if he remembered me. "Even if you were a mistake, everything turned out just find, and now we have a weapon to fight the aliens." As he said that, my face contorted into a frown of annoyance and hurt.

This quickly turned into anger. I shouted at him, completely enraged, "I'm not just a weapon! You really ARE a jerk, you jackass! No, I've met a donkey before and they're cute and nice. YOU, my friend, are just an ass!" I ran back the rest of the way home without a backwards glance at him, regretting letting the friend part slip out.

"My gosh, would it kill him to be sincerely nice without any sarcastic comments? I mean, it isn't that hard to be nice," I said, voicing my thoughts aloud as I prepared for bed. Three knocks from my front door stopped this routine.

Curiosity filling my mind, I went back down the stairs and opened the front door. "Shirogane-san? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you have gone back to the café?" I asked with venom in my voice.

"I would have, but I wanted to see if you were alright," Ryou said, leaving me once again surprised by how he was acting. "I also wanted to know if I could have my jacket back," he continued, my glare once again returning to my face.

"Oh," I replied as a realized that he didn't care about me or remember me. "Here, you can have it back," I spat. "I was just in such a rush that I didn't realize that I had taken it." I handed it back, though I was practically throwing it, and closed the door. I then locked it and went back upstairs.

He's gotten so confusing since the last time that I saw him. I mean, one minute he's kind, the next he's a total jerk. Which is he, a sweetheart or a jerk? Let's see, he called me an idiot, he wanted me to be more careful, he helped me up when I fell, he called me a weapon twice, he tried to take me home, and he wanted to know if I was alright twice. Oh, and he came back mostly to get his jacket. That makes jerk five, sweetheart five. It looks like it's a tie, for now anyways. Well, I guess calling me an idiot was one, so it's really only four for jerk. I'm surprised he was kinder to me than he was rude…Maybe something happened that's caused this. For now I should go to bed…

Hope everyone has enjoyed the remake.

-MNRS