Well, so far things have been really well for me today. Thanks to my dorm room being blown to bits and losing all of my stuff, my teachers so far had given me the entire back month of assignments to re-do. I could pick and choose which assignments I wanted to re-do and even come in at certain times fro the test.

Of course, the downside was I had to remake an entire month of assignments from three different classes, on top of the new work we were doing, all while saving the planet and working forty hours a week on my job.

Yummy.

College Mew Mew 10

By: Satashi

I sighed walking through the doors to the café at my usual time right after my Japanese Literature class. Masaya was busy talking to his professors, so I wasn't going to meet him for lunch like we normally did. It suited me fine, though, as I was really tired and had grown accustomed to eating a bite here, then heading upstairs to sleep off the rest of the two hour break after my last class and the start of my work day.

"You look more tired than usual," Keiichiro greeted me as he set the chairs down from the table tops. "Long day?"

"Extremely. I have so much work to do its stupid." I took the sheets from the front pouch on my backpack and handed them to him. "Look at this. I can remake any of the listed assignments, including test."

"That's really nice of them."

"While still learning what's going on now, when I keep missing classes because of being a Mew Mew, and working."

He smiled lightly. "I can see where you're coming from. I'm sure we can hire someone else if you want to-"

"No, no." I protested him, waving it off. "This has always been a mew mew business, even though you and Ryou own it, I always look at it as my special place too. I could never have anyone else here work for me."

What I said must have hit a spot in him, because his smile lit up even brighter than I had ever seen it. "Why don't you run upstairs to get some studying done, I'll bring you a good lunch in a few moments."

"Thanks a lot, Keiichiro." I blew him a kiss as I trotted around the corner and up the stairs to Ryou's bedroom, which was halfway open. Knocking on it as I entered, I found Ryou on his bed, propped against the wall reading.

"That time already?" He asked, looking over the top of his current novel at me.

"I'm early." I flopped down at his desk and proceeded to take it over by placing my books upon it. "I'm stealing your desk today."

"I noticed. What are you doing?"

I had more or less taken over his room in the afternoons, usually using his bed for my cat naps while he helped set up the café for lunch hour. Today, however, I decided to skip my nap and get started on marking the things I needed to learn for each class and trying to set dates that I could make things up by. If I got everything organized, I would be able to do this a lot easier.

"Ichigo?"

"Oh, sorry, I got lost for a moment there. I'm organizing things. Thanks to being a mew mew, I've missed a lot of classes. Thanks to my dorm room being attacked, the teachers are letting me make up my work. If I do well on these, and still keep up with what's going on now, I can pull up my grades and possibly still pass after all!"

"You have a few months to worry about passing or failing still." He picked up my print outs of the assignments. "Introduction to College Chemistry, Japanese Literature, and World History, huh?

"Yeah, I don't have to do anything for Track. As long as I do well in the competitions, I'll get my credit for it."

Ryou picked up my chemistry book and flipped through it. "This stuff is easy."

"Easy!? Excuse me, but I study a lot and it still boggles my mind. I can't handle all these different people and their theories, and why and how they work, and…"

"Look here," He pointed at a picture of someone. "Who is this?"

"Err…"

"He looks like a subway pervert doesn't he?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought when I first saw him too." I couldn't help but giggle.

"This is Freud. His philosophy is everything has to do with sex. See here?" He pointed to a chart next to him. "According to this, the first stage of life when you're a baby, you're in the 'anal' section of life, where everything is centered on you."

"And how am I supposed to remember that easily?"

He thumped my head. "Listen, idiot, Freud. Looks perverted, is perverted, he's the sex guy. All you got to do is connect the people to something, and then it's easy to recall information. So you have to…Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Will you tutor me?"

"Wha!?"

"Honey, I'm home!" Masaya's playful voice called out playfully to me as he entered into his apartment, tossing his backpack next to the couch and falling down onto it. "Wow, I'm sore. The entire Kendo team ganged up on me today to make sure I didn't lose any skill while being away."

"Did you kick their butts?" I asked him, mainly concentrating on measuring out some flour.

"Of course."

"Then why are you so sore?"

He laughed. "I never said they didn't kick back did I?"

Letting out a small chuckle, I opened his refrigerator. "I went shopping today after work for some food stuff. You're empty on almost everything. All you had in your 'fridge was beer and ranch dressing."

"Beer's not mine. Mark drinks it when he comes over."

"Sure, Hun, keep telling yourself that." I walked over to him and pecked his cheek by leaning over the couch. "Even nature boy has to party sometimes."

"C'mere!" He grabbed my shoulders and pulled my forward, making me scream out. Halfway over the couch and upside down, I found my shirt fall forward a little bit and his fingers dance across my ribs and stomach. "Tickle tickle!"

"S-Stop! Mas-Masa-haha- stop-STOP!"

"Noooo" He held me tight with one arm, pinning my arms above my head and leaving me helpless. I couldn't stop laughing, flailing my feet behind me as I tried to somehow get back onto the ground. Finally managing to wiggle my way backwards, I started to slip away from him. "You can't escape!" He taunted, tightening his hold on me, making me sequel at him more and try to curse at him, but laughing too hard to do so.

Finally managing to literally slide from his grasp, I fell to the floor behind the couch and leaned against it, panting hard trying to regain my breath. "I'm…going to…kill you…as soon…as I can …breathe again…"

"No you're not, you love me." He was leaning over the couch, looking down at me, smiling. "Plus, you're so much fun to tease." He rubbed one of my cat ears, which must have sprang up sometimes during the last minute.

"I don't think I love you anymore, tickling isn't fair."

"I think it is." He was still smiling.

"Fine then, no more kisses for you." I stuck out my tongue."

"Hey, that's not fair." He pouted at me.

"And no more seeing me out of the shower. Or snuggling. Or back rubs."

"Okay, okay, I won't tickle you anymore."

"Promise?"

"No." He fell over the couch and pinned me, ticking my stomach again.

"Ma-Masaya! I hate youuuuahahahaha"

"So, what do you want for your birthday?" I asked Masaya as I pulled on one of my favorite sleeping shirts. It went down to my knees and was very baggy, which made it perfect to sleep in.

"Birthday? Oh man, I almost forgot about it. Um, I don't know. Nothing really. I'm happy as it is."

"Oh that helps." Jumping on his bed, I made myself comfortable under the covers and watched him take off his shirt before cutting off the lights. One neat thing about having cat genes in me was the ability to see in the dark, even if everything was tinted light green. Watching him disregard his jeans in favor of some shorts, I gave him a "rawr" sound, making him almost trip and fall on his way to the bed. "Some champion of justice you are, can't even walk to bed without falling."

"Says the girl that trips over a wireless phone."

"That only happened once." I laughed at him as he got under the covers, immediately wrapping an arm over his waist and curing against his back. My tail settled down behind me as I closed my eyes, preparing to sleep.

"One thing I'd like for a present…"

"Hmmm?" I was already dozing off lightly.

"I wouldn't mind spending more time with you," he voiced out, finding my hand and holding it.

I smiled to myself and planted a small kiss on the base of this neck. "I'll see what I can do."

A/N: Yeah, sorry it's short. Not much time to write and I didn't want to go two days without updating. I'll try and make chapter 11 longer than normal, so look forward to that. == Till then, nyan