Death to the Mew Mews
Hey, it's me, Kurama's Wannabe Girlfriend with more of this awesome fic. Anyways, here's the disclaimer: I don't own YYH or TMM. Well, 'nuff said. On with the fic!
Back out in the café, Ichigo glanced at the newcomers. They looked like absolutely normal people, but they weren't. They were demons-cruel, unjust, haters of goodness, or anything to do with goodness. Thank God Mr. Sensui was on the Mew Mews' side; he was a powerful psychic and could keep the demons in check.
"Ichigo! Ichigo! Wake up, there's work to be done!" Mint interrupted. Ichigo snapped out of her thoughts.
"Huh? Oh, right. Which table needs to be served?" Mint pointed to the demons' table. Ichigo paled.
"No way am I serving that table!" Ichigo cried. "I refuse to serve anyone who's our enemy!"
"Why don't we put it this way, Ichigo: we just know them as regular people and nothing else?" Lettuce said sensibly.
"Besides, if we can't act like normal workers, we'll blow our cover," Ryou added.
"Oh, shut up! You always rub everything in. And since when did you know those people were our enemies?" Ichigo said indignantly.
"I'm curious about things too, you know. It's also my responsibility to know everything about our enemies," Ryou replied.
"Whatever. I'm not going to serve them."
"You don't want to mess this up for everybody, do you?"
"Of course not!"
"Then GET GOING!"
Next chappie: Ichigo serves the YYH crew! Until next time! Please R&R!