I've Always Loved You
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((Falls over from a heart attack. THANK YOU SO MUCH EVERYONE I never thought I would get many reviews..lol. Honored you like the story so far and hope you like the next chapter.. On my opinion, the story has took quite a turn...but do not dispair Ichigo/Ryou lovers.. The rest is still in the making! ENJOY! .))
Chapter 2
After a hour, Ichigo was cleaned up and ready for café work. The mew brushed her bangs from her eyes as she entered the café..
"What the..?" Ichigo jumped back in shock.
The Mew Mew Café was completely full! Not a chair was left empty, students were leaning against walls for support and some sat on the floor, completely content to be in one of the hottest spots in Tokyo.
Ichigo sighed dramatically. This is going to be one long day. She turned to join her friends in the kitchen.
The mews ran about receiving orders, delivering orders, and cleaning tables. A pure crazy house.
"Must rest– ouch!– Feet hurting!" Ichigo whimpered, collapsing on a stool in the kitchen to rub her feet. "You poor feet. I've been on you all day." she cooed, gently taking off her black and pink shoes.
Mint brushed past, carrying a cookie sheet overloaded with freshly made Lemon tarts. She backed up a few steps upon seeing Ichigo.
"Ichigo, no slacking on the job! Today is a madhouse, and we need all the help we can get."
Movement was heard from behind the kitchen counter. "Yes, I believe Mint is right, hop to it." Keiichiro agreed cheerfully, stirring cake batter.
Keiichiro, Ryou's trusty assistant and friend. A small smile came to Ichigo's face upon seeing Keiichiro smile down at the bowl as he mixed the yummy goodness. He could be quiet at times, but the young man always had a smile to share, enough to share even with cake batter.
"Ok.." Ichigo sweat dropped.
"Hurry Ichigo. Zakuro informed me that you're up on table eight." The ballerina stated firmly, placing the cookie sheet next to Keiichiro and than exiting into the dark pantry.
"Wait! But I have alread–.." Ichigo sighed, glaring holes into the blackness of the pantry. "..I have already taken fifteen tables.."she grumbled, finishing her sentence. Ugh! Mint is so..so..UGH! She always gets the easy work. Mint had recently taken on kitchen work as a dish washer and for any random 'easy' jobs Keiichiro might need help with.
Ichigo walked up to the kitchen doors which led out into the café. The mew rose up on her stocking tip-toes to look through the heart shaped window. I would rather stay in the kitchen any day then go out..there.
Ichigo shivered watching as a boy, who had green hair, golden orbs for eyes, and odd pointy ears, poke Pudding every time she passed his table, smirking uncontrollably. That was the exact reason she dreaded waitressing, was being hit on by weirdo guys. What a pervert!
Narrowing her eyes, Ichigo pushed through the kitchen doors with no shoes, coming to Pudding's rescue in the far corner of the café.
"Hey! Cut it out already! That hurts." The monkey girl shouted innocently over her shoulder, fed up with the guy's annoying attention. She grunted slightly, carrying a large strawberry shortcake. Argh..this thing weighs a ton!
"I can't help myself little sweetie. You are too sweet and...innocent." The boy whispered quite alluringly, licking his lips.
Though most did not hear it, Pudding caught every word. Pudding's skin crawled..
"Little SWEETIE!..EW!" she screamed innocently, spinning on her heel to face him, but unfortunately, losing her balance in the process.
The cake fell with her, splattering everywhere as it hit the floor.
The boy smirked and started to chuckle at the reaction. "Aw Pudding, I think you lost your cake." tauntingly pointing out the obvious.
"Oh no.. My cake.." the little girl whispered. "I spent hours with Keiichiro to make it." Her chin started to tremble.
"Oh Pudding! Are you alright?" Ichigo asked as she helped the monkey girl up, staying away far from the mess as she could.
"My cake..it's ruined Ichigo! Ryou is going to be so angry with me for making such a mess.." Pudding sobbed, wiping cake from her face.
Some people had turned around to stare, but most continued to talk with friends.
Ichigo touched Pudding's cheek. "Oh no Pudding, Ryou wouldn't do such a thing...I won't let him." Ichigo gently said, coloring a little from the mention of Ryou. Huh? I-I'm blushing.. What is happening to ME? SINCE WHEN DO I BLUSH OVER RYOU? Is something wrong with me..? Ichigo mentally slapped herself.
"You know Ichigo, you're quite lovely when you blush over my presents." a sly voice cooed, taken with Ichigo's looks.
A shocked Ichigo looked around to meet eyes with the owner of the voice. How does me know my name.. I have never seen that pale face in all my life!
He greeted her with a smirk and a sexy wink. At once, Ichigo knew his name for some reason. A name that held darkness and death all at the same time, wedged tightly under it's belt..
The mew stepped fearfully back. I don't like the looks of him.. Something is there. Everything inside Ichigo screamed for her to turn and run. Instead, Ichigo swallowed her fear and stepped in front of Pudding.
"Y— You..Kish, stay away from Pudding, she only wants to do her job without running into perverts like you!" Ichigo stuttered.. Kish's striking golden eyes traveled her body, causing Ichigo to grimace and fidget in disgust.
Pudding sobbed as Retasu came to help clean up the cakey mess. Retasu comforted Pudding as she walked her back to the kitchen, under suspicion of Ichigo with the strange boy. Who is that boy Ichigo is with..? She secretly smiled to herself as she pushed her glasses closer to her eyes. Well, hopefully I can talk to Ryou today, now that she's out of the way for awhile.
"Darling, don't be angry with me. I was only playing with her." Kish pouted.
"If you get close to her again pervert, I'll personally make sure every part of you will experience
unlimited pain!"she shouted. O...k, that was..lame.
People turned in their seats, glaring in Ichigo's direction.. Her went red, realizing she had been a bit too loud. "eh..Sorry.." She whispered, embarrassed.
Kish lazily closed both eyes, opening one orb. "Mind telling me the spot you would like to start?" His lips curled into a taunting smirk and his opened eye flashing mischievously.
Ichigo blushed madly. "YOU PIG OF A GUY PERVERT!"Ichigo screamed, steam coming out her ears.
Her hand shot out to smack Kish's pale face, but missed as he slightly moved. As she started to fall to the ground, Kish's hand caught her arm, and pulled her roughly towards him.
She gasped as two golden eyes intently gazed into her maroon eyes. Kish had stood up, Ichigo bounded in his arms. He was so close, she could feel his foul breath caressing her face, and see small fangs as he smiled. Ryou...Masaya..anyone! Where are you when I need you most?
Ichigo struggled, but Kish only pulled her closer.
"Kish, let me go! I don't know who the heck you are, but I know you stink!" She continued to fight Kish's crushing strength. Why hasn't anyone noticed this creep forcing me to him from the kitchen? When I saw Pudding, I swear it was a clear view from that little window...over there.
Kish scowled, hurt by her comment. "You do know me Ichigo. How come you realized my name without me having a chance to introduce yourself?" He lifted an eyebrow.
Ichigo stared, caught off guard. I'm wondering the same thing about you knowing my name.. "Well..then introduce yourself.." was all she thought of to say in response.
Kish leaned closer until his face was a few centimeters away from Ichigo. She tried to pull her face away, but Kish firmly held her head still with his arm.
"My name is Prince Kish, I am not of this world," He spoke with a proud smirk "I am your bethrothed.."
"MY WHAT? I AM BETROTHED TO NO ONE, ESPECIALLY NOT TO YOU!" The mew shouted, frantically trying to free herself from his solid arms.
"Sorry to burst your bubble, sweetie, but you have been promised to me for fifty years. I just have been waiting for my world to allow my entrance into this world so I could finally claim my bride." Kish said, his eyes never leaving Ichigo's.
The girl stared down at Kish's cloaked chest, tears forming in her maroon eyes. I-I...no..this can't be happening..
"Aw darling, I see you find that not pleasing.. It hurts me to see you upset,...let me make you become happy.." the alien whispered breathlessy, suddenly licking Ichigo's rosy lips and deepening into a hard kiss. Ichigo's eyes widened in horror. None of Kish's actions could never make her happy. Ichigo pulled her lips quickly away, as tears started to roll down her soft cheeks. I never wanted to get my first kiss this way... I wanted it to come from the one I loved...
So far so good? LET ME KNOW! I'm sorry to leave out Ryou in this chapter...Crys I promise the next will be better. PEACE OUT XD