From the Very First Moment that I Laid Eyes on You…
AN: Ok, this is my first Mew Mew fic. It's going to be short like about at least three chapters long. Also, I using somewhat a mixed of anime and manga along with american and japanese version. But hey, they're nearly the same. RyouxIchigo
Note: This is from Ryou's POV.
I remember the first time I saw her. She was just on a date with her crush when a perisite attacked them. When it was about to attack her, I only did one thing. I saved her. From that moment, I knew that she was something special. I did not acknowledge about that until later on, by then it was too late for me. Turning back to the situation, I remember her falling. I also remember seeing a mark on her thigh. I guess that makes me sound perverted. But it was that mark that helped me idenitfy the person she would become; the leader of the Tokyo Mew Mew team. From that moment when she first transformed, we bickered like an old married couple.
I laughed as I imagined her reaction. I love it whenever she gets nervous or excitied. Those wildcat ears and occasionally, tail, would often popped. I love feeling the softness of her ears and how her cheeks turned to a light shade of red. It matches her hair and her eyes now that I think about it.
Outside I am considered to be a "cold, rude jerk" to her. Or at least that's what she oftened muttered under her breathe. I think she thought that I wouldn't hear that comment, but she is so wrong. Everytime I heard that, it pains me. I didn't showed to them how much those words hurted me. I couldn't tear down the mask that I wore. That indifference, uncaring, unemotional mask that I would portray. My brown-haired co-worker, Keiichiro,knows who I am. But that girl, everytime when I see her or talk to her, I want to tear away this mask that I wear. If you're wondering why I haven't done so. It's because everytime from those girl talks and various comments, she would often talk about her crush. Masaya. That very name angers me, yet he is a nice boy.
There are times when I let down my mask, only I put a difference mask which is kind of a tube. It allows some of the feelings that I have for her to leak out while maintaing my "robotic" side.
The blond teenager smiled.
I remember the event where Café Mew Mew decided to host a party. I hired a pianoist, Miss Rivera. I also remember the first time when I saw the dress. The dress that was designed for her. I knew for the moment when I saw the dress, I can almost picture her surprise reaction. That night would be the greatest night that I have ever live, if it weren't for that stupid alien to come and crash the party. That night, I danced with my precious strawberry. Though I got my foot in pain because of that, but it was worth it having her body near mine and the blush she had.
The blue eye teenager stood in his room.
I can't tell how many times she has walked in on me, most of the time I was shirtless. Because of that, she isn't like the other girls. There's something about her. Something that makes me attracted to her.
I wish that someday, I could tell her how I feel about her and pray that someday, she would return those feelings to me.
The young man sighed and closed his journal.
S. Moon
Ok...once again. After a great tutorial from The Blackberry. I fixed the naming problem! 7.6.05