A/N: Kishigo, Pai x Lettuce, Pudding x Taruto, Ryou x Mint, Zakuro x Keiichiro. By the way, these are boys' notes and these are girls' notes.

Note

Big brown eyes darting left and right, checking for witnesses, Ichigo carefully folded the small piece of paper. Looking around again, she figured it was safe now.

She tossed it directly to her right, not looking at the intended recipient. A quiet chuckle from that side told her that Kisshu had, in fact, gotten her note. Hearing the scratching of his pencil, her body tensed as she impatiently waited to see his response.

Just over half a minute later—exactly thirty-two seconds; the redhead counted each and every one of them—the folded binder paper landed on her desk. Eagerly but cautiously she opened it up, filled with anticipation.

That ecstasy was soon replaced by overwhelming dejection.

Quickly she reread the written conversation, checking for possible clues as to why he wrote the sentence he did.

Hey Koneko-chan, I hear you have to work every day next week. Is it true?

Yeah. Shirogane's evil. Just because he thinks he's almost found a new location with Mew Aqua doesn't mean he has to drag us in every day! :( All we'd being doing is investigating what's most likely another false lead. And then it's another series of computer tests, and more searching. . .

That must suck. But at least we don't have to fight anymore, ne? ;) You gotta admit, it's great that Aoyama died before Deep Blue could be awakened.

Don't go there. You know how much I loved him.

But you don't anymore, do you? :O

Course not. :P Kisshu, you know I love you—I wouldn't be going out with you if I didn't! And anyway, now I know for sure that Aoyama-kun had nothing on you.

Man, you know how to feed a guy's ego. No wonder he was obsessed with you.

Lol :D Hey, are you busy after school today?

Yes, and my plans can't wait for another time.

That was it.

No explanation, no apology, no excuses.

Frowning at the note, Ichigo picked up her pencil. The tip hovered over the paper as she tried to think what to write. Finally she settled on, With what?

In just a few seconds, the paper was in front of her again.

You'll see.

She exhaled in partial relief. Her boyfriend was planning something that involved her. It was hard to say whether that was good or bad—with Kisshu, you never knew what was going to happen until it did come to pass.

"Ikisatashi-san, pay attention!" reprimanded the teacher.

Ichigo glanced over to see the green-haired teen wink at her before facing front again. "Sorry, sensei."

Lettuce's blue eyes widened as she read the note her boyfriend had just handed her.

If you are available after school today, please meet me in front of the library as soon as you can.

Love, Pai

The closing was extremely surprising, considering the purple-haired alien was definitely not very open with his feelings.

Hey Pudding! Meet me on the roof after school? I gotta do something first, but I'll be right there.

The blonde glanced at her friend, who was staring straight ahead, apparently paying close attention to the lesson. Her gaze remained on the mischievous boy though, and at last her patience paid off when he turned to her and mouthed, Will you come?

She nodded eagerly.

"Keiichiro, take a look at this!" called Ryou.

His friend came over, drying his hands on a dishcloth. "What is it?" Looking over the blonde's shoulder, he scanned the brief email. "So it's finally ready? At last. I'll call Zakuro; you can tell Mint."

"So what are your 'plans that can't wait for another time'?" Ichigo asked as her boyfriend finally came up. He was hiding something behind his back.

His teasing grin immediately warned her that something was up. "By all means correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think a date is something that can wait for another time." Offering her a beautiful bouquet of roses that the green-haired boy felt had nothing on the pink Mew Mew's hair, Kisshu asked, "So, where do you want to go?"

"What about that place?" suggested the redhead.

"Sure." Taking his girlfriend's hand, the alien teen teleported. All proceeds according to plan. Now, to keep her busy until tonight. . .

"Hey, Pai," the green-haired girl shyly greeted the tall boy waiting in front of the library. (It had taken months, but they'd finally managed to drop the honorifics when addressing each other.)

"Let's go on a date," he suggested abruptly—rather out of character for him, even now. But Lettuce certainly didn't mind, and barely noticed in the first place; she was too distracted by the wild fluttering of her heart.

"Oh, yes! Do you have some place in mind?"

Though the purple-haired young man didn't smile, his eyes had a crafty glint. "Certainly I do."

"Taru-Taru, Pudding thinks you took to long, na no da," complained the monkey Mew Mew.

"Sorry. Well, let's go." He took her hand.

"Where, na no da?"

His impish grin was—unsurprisingly—not at all reassuring, even for his usual partner in crime. "It's a surprise."

"Wow," breathed the girls, surveying the elaborate set-up on the beach. They couldn't begin to imagine what the boys had thought up this time.

Mint turned to her boyfriend. "Did you do all this?"

The blonde shook his head. "Pai did most of it, with some help from Kisshu and Taruto, and the original idea was actually Keiichiro's. I quite honestly can't claim much credit. All I really did was reserve the beach for tonight."

"But you were part of the making, and it couldn't have been done without you, Ryou!" argued the blue/black-haired girl. "You deserve as much credit as anybody."

"Hey Mint, shut up so we can enjoy the show," Kisshu suggested mildly. Though he had been careful to phrase his request in a (relatively) non-offensive way, the teenager still got a punch in the arm for his trouble. Apparently the lorikeet Mew Mew had still been affronted.

But in any case, everyone shut up, looking up at the sky, waiting. Pai pulled out an alien device and inputted a long, complex code.

"It has been programmed to begin in forty-five seconds."

The first boom made the girls jump a little—although, all things considered, these things were significantly quieter than their human-made counterparts—but the Mew Mews soon forgot the noise as beautiful splashes of color seemed to set themselves off against the night sky.

Far superior to normal Earth fireworks, Pai's creation lingered much longer and was much more beautiful: accurate depictions of the Mew Mews, in color no less; animated battle scenes, the aliens versus the girls; tableaux of quiet scenes in the Cafe after the war was over. More like a series of photographs than traditional "fire flowers," as Lettuce liked to call them, this impressive display was accompanied by fitting music that was somehow high-quality sound and clearly audible. (A/N: In my mind the soundtrack is "May I" by Trading Yesterday [now known as The Age of Information]; but you can imagine any song you like.)

"This is amazing," sighed Ichigo happily, squeezing her boyfriend's hand.

"Absolutely gorgeous," Lettuce agreed. Tearing her eyes from the marvel in the sky, the green Mew Mew gave the eldest Ikisatashi a radiant smile.

"Pudding loves it, na no da!" Taruto blushed when he heard these words.

Eventually the slideshow faded away completely, but the song was still playing. Ryou pulled Mint to her feet and they started dancing; the other four couples soon followed suit.

A/N: How was it? (Reviews are greatly appreciated but not demanded.)