Taruto: I won't do it! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!

Ayame-chan: I have the power here, boy. Writing

Taruto: PUDDING! Kisses her

Pudding: Smiles

Ayame-chan: Dwaaaaaa!

Taruto: Ew, ew, ew, ew!

Ayame-chan: You loved it!

Taruto: No way!

Pudding: I'll kiss you this time then, na no da!

Taruto: Nooooooo!

Ayame-chan: I wish I could own Tokyo Mew Mew, but I don't!

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After Ichigo was finally able to get Kisshu out of her-or should I say their room, she changed into something more comfortable. A pink shirt with a black playboy logo on it, Pudding gave it to her as a birthday gift. She also put on some black shorts that was right above her knee.

"I have to talk to someone, but who? Pudding? No, she's to young. Lettuce? I don't even know where she is..." Ichigo sighed. She knew coming here was a bad idea, but this is crazy! Her husband was the guy who tried killing her almost everyday while trying to kiss her at the same time. The who called her his toy. The guy who loved her... "Loved? Does he still love me? Kisshu must since he went through all that trouble just to marry me...Or is this all a joke?" Ichigo's hope shot up. Maybe he's just messing with her? Kisshu always did love playing games with her!

"Yes, it has to be! KISSHU, GET IN HERE!" Ichigo yelled, no sooner than that did Kisshu teleport right behind her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her close. "You call, Koneko-chan?" Kisshu smirked when he saw the cherry blush making itself at home on Ichigo's cheeks. "L-let go! I need to ask you something!" Ichigo hissed.

"And why can't you talk like this?" Kisshu's smirk grew as Ichigo sighed in defeat. "Whatever. Kisshu, I want to know something, is this all just a joke? Like, are we really married?" Kisshu frowned.

"Of course not! Me and you are married, kitty." Kisshu kissed her cheek softy. "I'd never joke about that, love..."

"W-well, you've never given me reason not to think that!" Blushing madly, Ichigo was finally able to get out of his warm, strong, loving arms... 'Loving arms? Whatever he made me drink last night must have damaged my brain!'

"Why don't you love me?" Kisshu whispered sadly.

"Did you really think coming back after three years I'd just jump into your arms saying 'LET'S GO GET MARRIED THEN DRESS UP LIKE SMURFS!' Huh? Did ya?" Ichigo snapped, glaring at her new husband. Wow, that sounds so weird...her husband. At the same time it felt...nice... 'There is nothing nice about this, baka!' Ichigo thought heatedly.

"Heh, heh, no..." 'Damn, I wanted to be papa smurf!' "Hey, you're wearing a playboy shirt?"

"Yeah, Pudding gave it to me..." Ichigo blushed when Kisshu grinned, not just any grin. More like a pervert...shocked? Not at all. "I bet you would make a great playboy bunny...Or should I say kitty? Hmmm...I could get you one of those things to wear, or, even better, we could play photo shoot." Kisshu licked Ichigo's neck, making her shiver.

"Kisshu, you-wait...how the hell do you know about that?" Ichigo hissed. What was this feeling? The thought of Kisshu looking at other girls shouldn't bother her? But it made her heart sting a bit...That couldn't mean she's...No, no freaking way! She is NOT going all green monster on him!

"This is vegas Ichigo, everyone knows about it. Why do you ask? Don't worry kitty, I'm all yours!" Kisshu tried kissing her, but Ichigo, as fast as lightning, put her hand in front of his mouth. "I'M SELLING YOU ON EBAY!" Kisshu just rolled his eyes, grabbing her hand. He moved it out the way, and then kissed her. The way he kissed her was odd though. It almost seemed desperate, like he was doing anything possible to make her kiss him back. He tasted like chocolate...so yummy. She felt like a melted marshmallow, his kiss making her knees go weak. God, that sounds cheesy. 'Cheese has never tasted so good...GAH, WHAT AM I THINKING!'

With what strength she had, Ichigo pushed him away. "D-don't do...that...again..." Ichigo said out of breath. Her heart beating faster then usual. "Um, Ichigo, I don't know if I'm seeing things but uh, you're a cat...?" Kisshu picked the little black furball up. Indeed she was a cat, isn't that wonderful!

"No, no, no, no! This hasn't happened in three years! Why? Why?" Ichigo cried. "Kisshu, you have to kiss me so I'll change back!" Ichigo meowed, her blush showing through her black fur.

"Ichigo, I never learned how to speak kitty. Once I find a way to turn you back you'll have to teach me." Kisshu smirked at the annoyed kitten in his arms. "Let's find Pai, I'm sure he could help. Besides, I can't stay married to a REAL kitten. We wouldn't be able to-" TAIL SLAP!

With Pudding and Taruto

"CANNONBALL, NA NO DA!" Pudding jumped into the pool making almost all the water splash out. "HOW THE HECK DID YOU DO THAT?" Taruto said amazed. "Pudding is just awesome like that, na no da!" Pudding splashed Taruto. "Hey, don't do that baka!" Taruto growled when she giggled. "That's how you play in a pool, na no da!" Pudding happily splashed him again. "I'm not a kid! You either, both of us are teens now. We could be doing something else like..." The word 'Kissing' almost escaped from his lips. No way, him and Pudding were not gonna kiss! She's just a friend, nothing more...right? "Like what Tar-Tar, na no da?" Pudding smiled, which made him blush. "Forget it! AND DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"Oh no, Tar-Tar needs mouth to mouth, na no da! PUDDING SHALL SAVE TAR-TAR, NA NO DA!" Pudding was almost at his lips when he freaked out. "W-w-w-what? I DO NOT! Stay away, I MEAN IT!" Taruto, as fast as he could, got out of the pool and ran like hell-o, Pudding following close behind.

"I DON'T NEED FREAKING MOUTH TO MOUTH!" Taruto yelled as he ran into the lobby, totally forgetting he could just teleport. "Tar-Tar needs it, na no da!" Pudding could keep running all day, drinking and eating all that sugar made her more hyper than the Road runner. Beep, beep! "Why!" Taruto gasped when Pudding tackled him. Her legs keeping his down while her hands pinned his arms. "Because you have something wet in your mouth, na no da! YOU MIGHT DROWN, NA NO DA!" Pudding frowned.

"Wet? That's called saliva, baka!" Taruto blushed when Pudding lowered her face down to his. Their lips only an inch apart. "Oh, right, Pudding forgot about that, na no da." Pudding noticed the blush he was trying desperately to get rid of. "Are you okay Tar-Tar, na no da? You're all red, na no da!"

"I-I'm fine! Now get off me, and stop calling me that!" Taruto didn't like the position they were in. He could smell her scent, it was like banana pudding. That explains her name, but there was also another smell...peanut butter? "Why do you smell like peanut butter?" Taruto raised an eyebrow when he saw a flash of panic come across her features. "Tar-Tar shouldn't be sniffing Pudding, na no da..." Pudding smiled, though it looked kinda fake. Like she was trying to cover up something...

"Pudding? Dose it have something to do with why you can do anything at all in vegas? Wasn't Kisshu involved with it? What did both of you do?" Taruto questioned, looking her in the eyes suspiciously. He knew Kisshu had came to earth once before last year. Not for Ichigo, he wasn't allowed to see her back then. Pai wouldn't allow it since he was quite positive Kisshu's old stalking habit might start up again. Who was he kidding, damn right it would! If the hundreds of pictures didn't prove it, then maybe his strawberry statue of her that took him three weeks to make would.

Pudding didn't answer. "Pudding?" Taruto was about to ask her again but when her lips met his, all the words and questions disappeared. That pretty red blush of his didn't, though. It made itself well known. "Tar-Tar is even redder, na no da! Pudding thinks Tar-Tar has a cold and should go to bed, na no da!" Pudding stood up, grabbed his hand and started walking towards the elevator. "Pudding will take care of Tar-Tar, na no da..." Pudding whispered. Taruto could see the slightest blush on her face, was it from the kiss? Come to think about it, that was their first kiss as far as he remembered. At least Taruto knew it was his first time ever kissing someone, he thinks...what about her? What if she's already kissed another guy? The thought made him growl lowly. He had to find out, but why? He doesn't know or care right now. Because all hell might break loose if she says those three little letters, yes...

"Pudding, have you ever kissed anyone before? Not including the kiss that just happened?"

Pudding slowly turned to face him, a sweet smile appearing. "Yes, na no da..."


Taruto: Who else have you kissed!

Pudding: Ayame-chan told Pudding not to say anything, na no da.

Taruto: WHO THE HELL HAVE YOU KISSED!

Ayame-chan: Jealous much?

Taruto: NO!

Ayame-chan: You are so much like Ichigo...

Taruto: I'M NOTHING LIKE THAT OLD HAG!

Ichigo: TARUTOOOO!

Ayame-chan: Where is Kisshu?

Ichigo: YOU'RE GONNA GET IT, MIDGET!

Taruto: Try catching me, old hag! Runs

Ichigo: Goes after him

Ayame-chan: Anyway, I didn't add Lettuce or Pai because I want YOU to pick how they wake up! Should they wake up with each other in the same bed? Maybe she wakes up with a shiny gold ring? Or add your own idea! Review while I go look for Kisshu, please.