Sword-chan- Ello allo!! ::stuffs hands in pockets:: Welcome to chapter three of Saiken! I find the dance version of Roses Are Red very helpful for this chapter. Waiit... I promised myself I wouldn't go THAT FAR! AGH LEMONS ARE TRYING TO CONSUME ME!!
Kishuu- Sword-chan, did I ever tell you I think you are an awesome partner in crime? ::puppy dog eyes::
Sword-chan- O.O;; Maybeh... maybeh not. I'm in a rocky time. My neo account with 200K got frozen a few months ago, Cassie's main account got iced because someone lied a lot, and people keep assuming stuff... so expect a lot of updates of short chapters close together. ::waves:: Hey Madi! ARE YOU READING THIS? Please don't talk about the C.J voodoo doll in public. O.O;; I think the whole roller rink heard you. If you aren't Madi that doesn't concern you. Nyah nyah! ::sticks out tounge::
Ichigo- Can we get doomsday over with?
Sword-chan- You know you want to, Ichigo... and... who else are you going to kiss, eh, eh, eh? MASAYA'S GETTING HIGH! HIIIIGH! Way up HIGH in the SKY doing the HOLKY POLKY!
Ichigo- You know... you're right. (Again. She did this in the last chapter n.n) ::rips up photo of Masaya::
meanwhile, high in the sky...
Masaya- YOU DO THE HOLKY POLKY AND YA TURN YERSELF ARO—SHE RIPPED MY PHOTO!! $! ::clutches heart and faints::
Masaya Haters- Whoo! ::does the kan-kan::
Sword-chan- ::nod nod:: REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW! Review or Masaya will get Ichigo in the end! MAHAHAHA!!! ::cries:: We don't want THAT do we?!?! So PUH-LEEZE review! CUE THEME SONG! ::4 minutes and 6 seconds later:: I do NOT own Tokyo Mew Mew! As far as you all know I only own my fanfics and the laptop I write them on! MAHAHAHA! ::turns on Roes Are Red Club Remix for inspiration:: Oh, and Madi, when I said Pai would come in sometime, that was a MAYBE! Don't get any... thoughts... o.0;; I don't own Roses Are Red either. No suey! No suey!
X.x.X- Continuing, Starting, and Ending- X.x.X
Kay... now that we were going to continue, we face one problem- how the heck do we START? Think about it. Seriously... it's a whole string of possibilites, does, don'ts, and...
I felt two hands pull me in while I pondered, and then lips meet my own. Obviously, I didn't need to think about starting anymore. Sometimes, I wish I was just like Kishuu- being able to do things without thinking... but if that was the case, maybe we wouldn't—it doesn't matter. We were here anyways, weren't we? I kissed back, feeling a flush surface on my cheeks, then return to normal. Kishuu's grip around my waist tightened- probably a reflex of some sort. He always was... different... (o.0);;-. This was nothing like the ones he had forced on me. I wasn't trying to run away, I wasn't calling him a jerk, I wasn't thinking 'I belong to Masaya!', and I certainly wasn't resenting it at all. As a plus, the blue knight didn't come riding in, here to save little Ichigo. Again. What? Omigosh, I thought, His tounge is in my mouth! Oh... that sounded stupid. n.n Masaya and I... the farthest we'd EVER gone was a 15 Second Long kiss. Nothing but that. Although... if I hadn't found out about him being high sooner... he might be high all the time and... ew...! The voice in my head blared in my brain again. Don't dwell on what's over, Ichigo. He wasn't that great anyways... I agreed with the voice, and turned my thoughts back to Kishuu. My cheeks had gone totally red- probably because I had been sort of surprised...- and I hadn't noticed, but Kishuu obviously had. He pulled back and chuckled.
"I take it..." he started, then paused, trying to find the words for it.
"Never tounge kissed? Yeah..." I admitted, my cheeks still burning, redder than ever. This was on side-effect I'd probably be sticking with for a while, I realized. Damn. Kishuu was silent for a second. I thought he was asking himself, Sheltered much?... and then he made a snorting noise.
"I- I'm s-sorry," He said, almost bursting out laughing. He had been trying to silence a giggle! "But you sounded like you were apoligizing, and it just hit me as funny!" I heard a mental click in my head. Whatever it was- again, hormones, burried urges, whatever!- switched on.
"Oh shut UP," my fluster died down completley, and my arms and hands moved with a will of their own. Slowly, my fingers curled around his shoulders, my arms pulled him closer to me, and my head tilted so his nose and mine wouldn't collide.
"Umm..." I murmured before his lips joine mine for the second time. That switch... whatever it was, had kicked in at the right time. Kishuu, whatever he thought would happen, sure didn't think that would happen...
Kishuu's POV (Incase you were wondering .;;)
Ichigo just suddenly pulled me into a kiss, the way I had done to her when she was twelve. Gasping out in surprise, I felt my cheeks turn pink. Was this the same Ichigo, here? Or was I just dreaming, and when I woke up, Ichigo would still be curled up in a little ball, cat ears up- they were, still up, by the way, reminding me of a kitten that I had once tried to rescue, before that jerk, Masaya did. Always trying to take the spotlight... oh... didn't Taruto mention something about Ichigo turning into a kitten when she got to excited?...-, and none of this would have happened? Kishuu, I told myself, You'd better not wake up!
La End of Kishuu's POV (cause you probably weren't wondering O.O;;)
A gasp escaped from Kishuu's mouth a split second after, and it rolled down my throat. Was that good or bad? I wonder what effect that gave him; what messege it had sent. If I was in 'normal' mode I would've stopped... but I wasn't in 'normal' mode... Oh... yes I am. That darned switch keeps turning off on me... Still, I wanted to get a weak jab in before it totally faded out, and my toungue, half on it's own, slid into his mouth. Times up Ichigo, I murmured mentally.
(A/N- Ichigo's NOT crazy, o.k? With the voices in her head and her talking to herself in her head, she's still NOT crazy- she just talks to herself because I'm crazy... O.O;; Even ask meh friends.
Friends- ::nod::-
But we all have little people in our heads that tell us what to do, and this thing with Masaya sort of slowed her down, and she needs a little extra help. You may ask 'what's the big deal, blah blah blah'. No offense to people who do these drugs was meant. O.O;; I don't do drugs, and I never will, but, come on, it's Ichigo- the most innocent girl we can find besides Chii (she's done things but she doesn't know what it means or anything. I find that innocent ::nods::) or something, and she's named after a fricken FRUIT!- we're talking about, and Masaya just happened to be doing all of this behind her back. I'd be sort of slow too... but that's just meh.)
I have no idea how he did it, but he managed to get his toungue around mine and into my mouth. I took a long breath through my nose, wondering if I had been breathing at all. It took him two whole seconds to figure out I wasn't going to do anything else (Another A/N- He always was slow Dangit I'm bad at this...), but sort of wanted to- just couldn't, period. For some reason, now that I actually wanted him to do... whatever, I couldn't move, and I could do some insane type of kick when I didn't!-. Leaning down and still kissing me at the same time (His tounge almost went down my throat right then...), however he managed that, he pushed me down on the bed. His lips moved from my own and down my cheek, continuing to my neck, and staying there for a while. I could feel his fingers play along my sides, sending shivers down my spine. My numbness melted away quickly. Being able to move again was such a great feeling!
"Finally..."
"Hmm?" Kishuu didn't stop, but his eyes looked up at me, as if to say ' 'Finally...' what?' Agh. Did I say that out LOUD? I scolded myself, face on fire. He rose, and so did I.
"You O.K, Kitten?" he asked, then, apolegetically, added, "Did I go to fast?" I wiped a droplet of spit Kishuu had left and noticed the makings of a hickey. I shook my head, then smiled, slipping my shirt off.
"I just realized I can move on my own again," then giggled, seeing Kishuu's eyes had moved from my face to my chest, like Koishikawa's and his friends. You can just imagine how different it was though- oh, say, starting with the fact I didn't mind in the least-.
"Uh- sorry," he mumbled suddenly, and looked back at my face. For a second, we just sat there, eye's locked on one anothers, then it hit us that we were doing something before that.
"Should...?" he started. There really was no 'right' way to say it, though I wouldn't care if he said 'Can I go back to making out with your neck now?'... right. Maybe I would mind, on second thought... Don't get me wrong, I had liked what he had been doing but if he acted like a forty-year-old sick, sick man at a live peep show I would've slapped him. That thought was sort of scary, though. Slapping him- again.
"I'd like that," I said, holding back from saying 'OF COURSE OF COURSE! Eeee!' (Giddy giddy giddy -) I sunk back down, and waited. He paused to take his own shirt off- and I saw he had a pretty decent body- then followed me down. This time, however, he flipped over, putting me on top. He grinned, saying with his eyes 'You take control now,'. And how was I supposed to do that?!?! Maybe I can turn 'It' back on.
It clicked.
Gently, I sort of pushed myself- or... my chest, rather. Give me a break, guys, ::something:: had clicked, and this time I don't think it wanted to go back off, even if I wanted it too. Which I didn't.- against him, leaving a tiny space between, and directed his hand- palms up- where I ended and the space began, then closed it, tight. Whip that, Kishuu! (A/N--again. This isn't human. There are way to many...- I put whip because... beat, defeat, blah blah blah. To boring. Sha. Microsoft Words thesaurus is less than reliable but it'll do...).
"...?"
"Go for it," I replied to his unspoken question. How would he react to this? I wondered. Exactly as I wanted to. With his free hand, he undid the clasp on my bra- I rose an inch so he could slide it off. I lowered back down immeadiatly, except I was pushing harder- and the hand under me started moving around. That felt so good. A moan leaked out of my mouth. Immeadiatly after my cheeks lit up, showing every sign that I was sort of embarrassed, although there was no need to. Thankfully, Kishuu didn't seem to notice how embarrassed I was- he did notice the moan though, I noticed, seeing him grin for a split second-.
"My turn now..." whispered Kishuu in a sing-song voice, then flipped me over. Back on bottom for Ichigo... (And I know exactly how cheesy those last few sentences sounded... ::strangles self:: I'm really bad at this... stuff... I don't even know why I told myself to write this part. . ) but I didn't mind. Actually, it'd probably be... better. I squirmed into a more comfortable position under him before he put his mouth on my shoulder, working his way across to the other one, dotting around, sometimes going lower to a part of my breast, or going higher to my neck, but all the same getting to the other shoulder. When he finished, he gave me a quick kiss on the lips, and then rose his face only an inch and a few centimeters away from mine, smiling. I was breathing a little harder than usual, but still not quite panting.
"Keep going, Kishuu, please," Oh God. Everything was so different it didn't seem like just yesterday I was someon else's girlfriend. And now I was practically begging—
"Ki—? What are you—...?" I couldn't see clearly, but I felt Kishuu sort of twist around, then throw something to the ground. His shorts. (Gawk, my fangirls, gawk like you hath never gawked before... ith...) I think I could see what he was getting at, even if he didn't seem to think I would. Just the air around him told me he was daring me- I didn't care if I was wrong about that or not, not while 'it' was flickering to a steady 'on'-. My fingers got stuck on the button, but I managed to undo it and slide my pants down. Kishuu didn't notice until I tossed them on top of my bra, and when he did notice, I could see hints of surprise dot his face. I sat up this time, leaning in closer and closer, stopping when our noses touched eachother lightly. He took a deep, long breath through his nose before he reached out and slipped off my underwear. I didn't stop him. It didn't take a genious to figure out what he was going to do. Even if I was a little slow with this, I saw what he was going to do. The look in his eyes when he looked up at me, asking if he could, if it was O.K with me, would have made anyone say yes. I didn't need the look, I didn't need anything but Kishuu. We started the whole cycle all over again, it seemed. Kishuu tilted so close to me I could feel his heart beat in harmony with my own.
"Ichigo..." he whispered through the kiss that had started.
"Hm?"
"Are you sure you're ready...?"
"We don't... not... not that way..." I stopped kissing him, hoping he got what I meant.
"You're entirely sure, then?" I replied by nodding my head. I don't know where 'it' was, I don't know if 'it' turned off. I didn't need 'it' anymore. I didn't care about 'it' anymore. Almost as soon as we went back to the kiss it sped up, each of our toungues playing in eachothers mouth. Quickly, I was on my back on the bed again, Kishuu on top of me. It was quick, but time stopped as he entered into me. I felt a prick of pain but it faded as soon as it began, as a safe, secure feeling took over. I could feel him all over me (And now I shall take and alter a line from the 'Roses Are Red' by Aqua!), invisible but so clearly there. It was so many different feelings at once, ones I couldn't name, ones I didn't know existed.
"Kishuu... you know something?" I asked, realizing we had never said the three words every girl loves the most- even if we didn't need to say them-.
"That depends," he mock thought about it, making me laugh a little.
"I love you,"
"Not as much as I love you," he whispered in my ear- human. My cat ears had long since gone down. Kishuu slowly exited, although those feelings still lingered.
"Kishuu, I—" a loudish beeping jumped in, making me lose my train of thought. My celphone- I always carried it with me when I went out-, was still on! I reached down of the edge of the bed, and sure enough, in the pocket of my jeans. Two text messages were in my inbox. Flipping the phone open, I shifted over and sat up. One from my parents and, big surprise.
One from Masaya.
Masaya's was the one I opened first. It was a short, simple message, and he sounded very much like he had continued snuffing his little heart content.
Ichigo, I didn't have a choice, yo! I've ben undur lotz o' strez. Cum back and we ken hve funn.
Mazaya. (Le gasp, he spelt his own name wrong. O Gasp!)
"Kishuu, get a load of this," I beckoned him to read the message, which he did, over and over.
"Idiot... fun... hah... I'd like to see him..." Kishuu's voice trailed off as I began to type a reply.
You did to have a choice. And you didn't make a good one. I thought I could trust you to tell the truth. I guess I was wrong. I would like to thank you, for making me feel happy as a twelve-year-old. You blinded me from a great guy, but at least I was happy. Anyways, I'm not going to... have 'fun' with you. We're over. I can't be with someone who lies, does stuff behind my back, then expects me to not care.
Ichigo.
See you never.
"Nice breakup message," commented Kishuu, "I hope he doesn't break down crying, though,"
"Hah. He won't. Not while he's high. And I don't care if he does when he's... not high, anyways," I muttered, opening the next message.
Ichigo, it's getting late- I saw that earth time was different than the time here. My celphone clock blinked 10:40 PM-. Where are you? DID THAT JERK DO SOMETHING TO YOU?
THAT JERK!
Dad.
Honey, I don't think so. We can trust Ichigo, right? Ichigo, are you staying at a friends? It's o.k if you are. See you when you get back. Your dad and I are gonna go out ) I feel so young!
Mom
Ooh... how was I going to reply to that one... Umm...
Hey Mom, hey Dad. I'm staying over at Minto's, cause I haven't seen her in a while. We're going to this cute little town in for a week in the morning, because it's summer and all. See you when I get back! Love,
Ichigo.
I sent both messages and closed the phone, glad to be done with it.
"Hey, Ichigo, you were saying something before," Kishuu pointed out as I set my cel dropped my cel to the floor.
"I was...?"
"Yeah, you were. It started 'Kishuu, I'... then you stopped..."
"Oh... it was... 'Kishuu, I'm so happy you found me.'" Truth be told, that probably wasn't it. Give me a break, I totally forgot what I was going to say. Is that bad? Uh-uh. Didn't think so.
"I'm glad too," he whispered, wrapping his arms around me. And I fell asleep like that. I felt so secure with him. It really wasn't a mistake- I couldn't imagine loving anyone but him anymore.
X.x.X- Mid- Chapter Notes- X.x.X
Sword-chan- I'm sorry this part basically sucked. I'm no good at this romantical crap... I wonder if I should stop here or go onto the next morning...? Hm... I reached 5 Pages...
Kishuu- I said corny stuff... why oh why?
Sword-chan- Cuz I can make you. ::sigh:: Well... I think I'll end this chapter now.
I dedicate this totally to the people who reviewed. Not many, but at least they reviewed. I'm glad that you reviewed even though I'm not very good at this.
I'd like to thank Aqua, for making the song 'Roses Are Red' possible. And the guy who translated it... Aqua's a German band, y'know. They inspired a few of the lines in the story. Thanks to Yoshida and Ikumi for making Tokyo Mew Mew- I never could've thought up characters like these. Of course I thank the F.F people for making this site... you wouldn't know I existed unless you knew me personally or on neopets or something if it wasn't for them. Kudos to Punky for making the Kissekae dolls Lydia, Jenny, and colabing with Otome-chan to make Mikikona. I played with these dolls whenever I got writers block, and they cleared it up immeadiatly. ) See you in the next chapter.