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After getting bored of bickering over the bed matter, the two sat in front of the TV

Ichigo and Ryou walked down the staircase that led to the hotel exit. "So, what is this idea of yours?" He asked. Ichigo smiled, "A contest," She answered. A strange answer at that. "How the heck is a contest supposed to get us a free breakfast?" He continued to question. Ichigo narrowed her eyes at him, "What is it with you and questions?" She huffed. "Trust me," She winked at him. He cocked a brow, he still didn't get it. She hummed and dragged him to a café.

The two sat at a table instead of a booth, because of those evil handcuffs, it was easier for them to sit next to each other. Ichigo and Ryou scanned the menu. "See anything good?" Ichigo looked at Ryou. He shrugged and sat back taking his focus off the menu. "You pick for me…" He sighed. He didn't care for this cheap little café. It couldn't hold a candle to Café Mew Mew. Ichigo said that a cheap café would be better incase her plan failed, and Ryou's money wasn't the currency there. What they had of the countries money was very little. The waitress walked up with a notepad, "You ready to order?" She said with a rude tone. "Um, yes! We will have two plates of the waffles and eggs with two sides of bacon, and two cups of coffee please!" Ichigo ordered the large amount of food for two people. The waitress wrote that down and walked away. Ryou looked at Ichigo awkwardly. She simply smiled at him. "Mmmkay! When she brings our food lets have an eating contest!" She whispered. Ryou raised his eyebrow at her again. "Just do it!" She whined. "Okay…" He sighed. Ichigo beamed as they waited for there food.

After a long wait, the food finally came. As the waitress turned around after giving them there food, Ichigo whispered, "Ready, set…" She started making the waitress pause before continuing to the kitchen. Once the waitress was out of sight, Ichigo cried, "GO!!" Ryou and Ichigo dug into there food obnoxiously. After some eating Ichigo flung her hands up. "I Won!" She cheered. Ryou huffed, "You savage," He was being a sore loser which made Ichigo even happier. The waitress returned to there table—no, waste land of food. Ichigo smiled sweetly at the woman, "Can we please have seconds?"

Ryou and Ichigo continued their little contest until the manager finally saw why they were causing such a commotion. He didn't like it either. He grabbed the two of them by the collars of there shirts and pushed them out of the door, "AND DON' COME BACK!" he shouted with a strange accent and slammed the café doors shut—without having them pay for their meal. "Quick run!" Ichigo cried and dragged Ryou away from the little restraunt. The second they were out Ichigo and Ryou started laughing really hard; Ryou now getting her plan. "Yes! It worked! Restraunts staff are so stupid!" Ichigo giggled. "Just like a certain airhead we all know." He snickered. Ichigo's joy quickly turned to anger, "You better not be referring to me!" She yelled. "Well, who else would I be talking about?" He replied sarcastic as ever. "Well, it's unhealthy to talk about yourself…" She answered slyly. She was getting good at comebacks; not as good as him but enough to make him think for a second before replying. She skipped off dragging him behind. Even though he wasn't fond of her comment, he was glad she was cheerful again. Hand to hand, they made their way back to the hotel.

Latte was in her room changing into a strange uniform. Like a mix between a sailor suit school uniform and a Girls Scout's outfit. Her hair was pulled up differently too. Instead of in buns, it was pulled into two pigtails. She stood in front of the bathroom mirror twirling around and making sure everything was on correctly. She was really pulling the 'little girl' act. Plus she was a good four inches shorter than Ryou, so she appeared about twelve. She smirked and skipped out of the bathroom over to a small box. She opened the lid and inside was a bunch of cookies. Latte took a whiff of them and squinted. "Augh. These smell just like alcohol…" She sighed. She reached over to the side of the box of 'cookies'. She picked of a small bottle. It read "Cookie scented Pastry covering". She dripped some of it over each 'cookie'. She sniffed them again. "Ah, that's better…" She compelled. She put on a hat, closed the box, and watched out the window for her two victims.

Ichigo and Ryou were in the elevator, because going up the stairs would be troublesome, Ryou was swatting at a moth that decided to take the elevator with them. The moth flew around trying to avoid Ryou's hand. The elevator opened and moth darted out. Ryou huffed and Ichigo sweat dropped. "Was swatting at the poor thing really necessary?" She asked. Ryou looked at her, "The darn thing was trying to land on my head. Yes I was going to swat at it!" He replied. Ryou unlocked the door to their room and they walked in. Ichigo sighed.

Latte waited about five minutes after they entered their room to walk over. She knocked on the door softly, and moments later, sure enough, Ryou opened it. "Yes?" He looked down at Latte. She pulled her hat down to hide her face. She coughed, "Excuse me sir, would you please buy some cookies for medicine for my Scout group?" She asked sweetly. Ryou blinked, "What kind do you have?" He asked. Latte coughed again, "Umm… I'm terribly sorry but I only have chocolate chip…" She gulped. She was screwed if he didn't buy them, even though they weren't just chocolate chip cookies. He turned around, "Hey Ichigo, up for chocolate chip cookies?" From behind the door Latte could hear Ichigo's response. "Sure, why not…" She sighed sounding tired. Ryou turned back to her, "How much are they?" Latte thought up a cheap but worthy price, "There 2.00, sir." She said softly. Ryou fished around in his pocket and pulled out a bit of change. "Sorry, I only got coins." He sighed. He's never said that before. Latte shook her head, "No that's fine!" She took the money and handed him his box. "Thanks." Ryou said. "No, thank you!" Latte grinned. Ryou shut the door. Latte pulled off her hat, "Damn, I got a drunken couple and two bucks…" She smirked and walked back to her room to call Mint.

"Ah ha hah ah… Hahaha!" Came a loud laughter from Latte's little blue cell phone. "Oh, Latte, I've taught you well!" Mint said between laughs. "Wait, I'm not done yet… When they were out to breakfast, I snuck into their room and hid a personal camera…" Latte snickered. Mint sounded like she was about to have a seizer.


Chapter four. Ah, sorry for the return of the short chapters! I'm working on that, really I am. The next chapter will take awhile because I have to finish it... Please review! Critique welcome!

PetalKat