Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo Mew Mew, because if I did, KISH WOULD HAVE HAD ICHIGO, MAYASA WOULD HAVE DIED, RYOU AND LETTUCE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN TOGETHER, AS WELL AS TART AND PUDDING, AND MINT AND ZAKURO!
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Note: I am writing two stories at once, so I might be a bit slow on updating. Thank you for understanding (my other story is Super Sayain Girls! DBGT)
Confessions
"Zakuro, I have to tell you something," said Mint.
"What?" asked Zakuro. She looked up. Mint swallowed. This is it. She had to tell Zakuro. She just had too.
"Zakuro, you know I've always been by your side, right?" asked Mint.
"Yeah..."
"Listen, Zakuro, promise you'll listen to all of what I have to say, instead of running, okay? As a friend?"
"Sure, but Mint, it can't be that bad." She had no idea.
"Zakuro, I love you," Mint looked down. She felt tears at the corners of her eyes. "I can't keep it in anymore! Seeing you everyday, wanting to tell you, not being able to tell you... I just couldn't take it! I loved you so much... I still do. Zakuro, all I ask is that you remember me well. I just wanted you to know. Well," said Mint, still looking at the ground. She was now crying. "I'll be going." Mint turned and walked out of the café.
"Wait!" yelled Zakuro from behind her. She grabbed Mint's arm and turned her around. Then kissed her full on the lips.
"Ryou, you've got to stop!" said Lettuce. Ryou had bought her so many things, Lettuce thought she would faint.
"Why? What part of 'rich' don't you understand?" asked Ryou.
"What I understand is that this is too much!"
"Well, we're back at the café anyway." Lettuce and Ryou started walking towards the café, but then they saw Mint rush out, crying. Then Zakuro came out, grabbed Mint, and kissed her.
"Oh... oh my," said Lettuce.
"Maybe we should leave," said Ryou. Lettuce nodded. The two walked away.
"Where to?" asked Lettuce.
"I've been wanting you to meet someone," said Ryou. He grabbed Lettuce's hand. Lettuce felt a rush of happiness. Ryou was holding her hand!
"Here we are," said Ryou. He stopped at a worn down apartment. "My friend Balt lives here." Ryou started walking up the stairs. Lettuce hesitated. Ryou turned around.
"Lettuce, do you trust me?" asked Ryou. He held out his hand. Lettuce looked at it, then grabbed it. Ryou rang the doorbell with his free hand.
"Who is it?" came a gruff voice.
"It's Ryou. I've brought a friend," said Ryou.
"Ryou, man! Girl?"
"Yeah, about 5" 4', blonde hair, blue eyes, glasses."
"'Kay. I'll have everything ready," said the voice. The buzzer rang, Ryou went in, still holding Lettuce's hand.
"Ryou, what are we-"
"You'll see." Ryou stopped at a door marked 101. He opened the door. Lettuce gasped. It was beautiful inside, and people were dancing everywhere. It was like a ball. A dress was shoved into Lettuce's hands.
"Ryou, what-?"
"Change into that. We're going dancing," said Ryou. Lettuce smiled. A dance with Ryou! She went into the bathroom and put on her dress. It was beautiful. A white shoulder-off (you know, shoulders showing) dress, the sleeves where puffed at her biceps, and the rest of the sleeves were loose. The top part of the dress was tight right above her breasts, loose below, and right under Lettuce's breasts it was tighter, and it flowed out at the bottom of her hips. The bottom was two layers, and the front was in a V shape, so it showed her legs up to her knees (A/N For those who read Pita-Ten, in the third book, on page 26, Misha is wearing the dress). Lettuce wasn't beautiful. She was gorgeous. She walked out of the bathroom, to find Ryou waiting for he. He was wearing the same thing he had worn on the night of the ball on the boat. Ryou's breath caught in his throat. He held out his hand, and Lettuce, giggling, took it. They went out on the dance floor, and they danced to a slow song. Lettuce leaned her head on Ryou's shoulder. At the end of the song, Lettuce looked up to Ryou. Ryou brought his head in closer, waiting for Lettuce's permission. Lettuce didn't move. Ryou hesitated a bit, but then kissed Lettuce. It was paradise.
"A spy?" asked Ichigo.
"Spies," corrected Kish. "We just don't know who it is. That's where you come in. You have to spy on them."
"Is that the only reason I'm here? What about Pie?" asked Ichigo. Kish's face hardened.
"Pie's funeral is tomorrow. You have to attend. And I'm sure you guess the other reason."
"No, what is it?"
"I can't believe you forgot. I still love you, Ichigo. I want to pick up where we left off. I want you to love me like I love you. I want a kiss, Ichigo," Kish leaned in. "Now." Kish kissed her. Ichigo tensed, but then relaxed. She actually kissed back.
"Do you love me?" asked Kish into Ichigo's ear.
"I don't know," said Ichigo. She was confused. "Let me sleep on it." Kish looked at her.
"Alright. Don't run away," said Kish. He kissed her again, then ran away, laughing. Ichigo shook her head and smiled. She then went into her room and plopped down on her bed. She looked at the ceiling. Ichigo sighed. She thought she loved Kish, but could it just be to feel better about Masaya? He had broken her heart. Ichigo suddenly felt a wave of sleep hit her. She got comfortable and fell asleep.
"We have her," said a voice. Jaoul stepped out of the shadows, with Silvestra behind him.
"Tie her up," Jaoul ordered. Silvestra obliged.
"Pudding! Wait!" yelled Tart, running after her.
"No! Leave me alone! I hate you!" yelled Pudding.
"Wait!" he grabbed Pudding and kissed her. Pudding stared at him, dumbfounded.
"Now that I have your attention, listen to me! I'm sorry about all this, I really am. But we can't let Masaya get away with this! We have to do something!"
"But what can we do?" asked Pudding. "I'm sorry about blowing up on you, but I was just so mad. What can we do?"
"Defeat the Holy Ones. Masaya is with them."
"Alright. Let's go," Pudding wiped her eyes off, and followed Tart back to the room.
"Tar-tar?"
"What?"
"Did you mean that kiss?" Tart looked at Pudding.
"Yes."
Sorry about the lack of updating. Again.
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