I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew. Period.
The next day at work, everyone was busy. They had the same customers as usual but
Mint was missing. "She probably found something better to do." said
Ichigo. Then Masaya walked through the doors panting, sweating, and bleeding.
Ichigo was cooking mad but Masaya didn't notice. He limped into the Cafe. He
had a black eye, his forearm had a huge gash, there were bruises and cuts all
over his body, and his nose and leg were dripping blood. Then he passed out.
Ichigo felt sorry for him. What could he have done to deserve this? Not even
what he had done to her could be worth the pain he was in. Then, he collapsed.
But she was there to catch him. "Aoyama-kun" she whispered. "Quick
get him to the infirmary and mop up the blood." said Ryou. Ichigo and
Zakuro carried him while Taruto mopped up the blood.