I've Always Loved You

Disclaimer: I DON'T KNOW TOKYO MEW MEW..O.o

Ok..people. On my last chapter I completely forgot to give you guys an update (because I was so excited). I have finally finished maybe two more chapters, breaking through the threads of WRITER'S BLOCK! Woot! Anyway, I'm not sure if this is an IchigoXRyou pairing.. I'm becoming captivated by Kishu.. (Lol, what a way to describe it..) You never know, it might turn out both ways since I'm undescided (can't spell) at the moment. Please, if anyone has any ideas..LET ME KNOW!

Tears of fear rolled down her face as she thrashed wildly about. Kishu laughed and shoved Ichigo's back up against a dark corner.

"Get AWAY FROM ME! I don't even know who the heck you are or how you . . . you found me." Ichigo cowardly clung to the stone wall.

Kishu had his arms around her waist and his breathing started to quicken as heat raged through his body.

"Oh Darling, you have forgotten. We have met when we were children.. Such a pity you have forgotten, such an important time." Kishu whispered, his voice hazed with dizziness as he kissed up and down Ichigo's neck. The alien boy's cold lips melted into Ichigo's neck as he brushed them about. Heat rose to Ichigo face.

"EW! QUIT YOU PERVERT!" The mew slapped him across the face, leaving a red hand mark on his right cheek.

Kishu staggered back in surprise, cupping his cheek. His eyes were dilated as he stared after Ichigo.

My love..why..?

Seeing her chance to get away, Ichigo bolted down the street. She cut through yards and through a park.

Pumping her legs harder, she glanced over her shoulder.

"No one." Ichigo sighed as she stopped and sat underneath a large tree, well hidden by bushes.

The mew's breath was still fast-paced from running and her legs grew numb as she stretched them out.

Closing her brown eyes, Ichigo shuttered from the past moments with Kishu as they played themselves over in her mind. There were things about Kishu that the mew feared, the way he was rude and mean and then suddenly sweet. It didn't matter if their arrangement was set fifty years in the making . . .

"THE GUY IS SCARY!" Ichigo wailed.

"OO, what guy?" a smug voice asked.

Ichigo suddenly jumped to her feet and glared up into the tree.

"..Uh..eh.." Ichigo stuttered, expecting Kishu to jump out.

"Who are you?" The mew stepped back, tensing for another hard run if the person was who she thought it was.

"Come out so I can see you." Rustling was heard in the tree as well as grumbling. Suddenly, a branch broke with a large crack, causing the person to fall right on top of a startled Ichigo.

Ichigo screamed and tightly closed her eyes as the body's weight pinned her to the down. Even though her eyes were closed tears many tears escaped and streamed down her cheeks.

"Kishu..Stop it please..leave me alone.." Ichigo sobbed.

"Damn tree... Ichigo? Are you all right? Ichigo!" the person started to shake her shoulders gently. Ichigo's eyes slowly opened to reveal Ryou's worried face as he lay over her.

"Ryou..?" Relief flooded through the mew as she threw her arms around Ryou, pulling herself to cry safely within his arms.

"Oh Ryou! I-I'm so glad it's you--I was so scared." Ichigo whimpered into Ryou's shoulder.

Ryou 's face blushed beet red from being so close to the girl he secretly loved. As if he had held her many times, the blonde hugged her close. The mew was unbelievably soft and her fine rose-colored hair expressed the sweetest scent of strawberries.

"Ichigo, tell me what happened." He whispered gently.

Ichigo looked up at Ryou through her glistening eyes with a blush spreading rapidly through her cheeks.

"Uh..Ryou, before I tell you anything. Could you please get off of me?" She timidly asked...

Ryou flushed red as he crawled off of her and awkwardly, helped her up. Gee Ryou, what kind of freak show are you? Ryou turned away to hide the flush that still lingered, shoving his hands in his pockets as they walked side by side through the park.

Ichigo was still sobbing a little.

"Please Ichigo, tell me.." Ryou asked again gently.

Ichigo looked fearful, but she spoke anyway. "Earlier today, a boy was bothering Pudding. I went over to see what the matter was and found out he was just teasing her." Ichigo glanced around and stepped closer to Ryou, wanting his protection. Ryou listened intently as he stared straight ahead.

"But–once he saw me..he-he automatically knew my name...and I knew his." Ichigo stuttered. Ryou blankly glanced sideways at Ichigo.

"I don't know how I knew his name.. I don't remember even meeting him." New tears brimmed in the corner of her eyes.

Ichigo suddenly stopped walking as she started to cry. "I can't– Ryou..I can't.."

A piercing pain raged inside his chest, watching her sob uncontrollably. It hurt him to see her cry and the pain grew more unbearable as he thought about the person who did this to her.

Hesitating slightly, Ryou briefly engulfed her in his arms. Ichigo hung limply in his embrace as she balled. His scent was amazingly soothing and his heat calmed her, but these things could not stop her tears.

Releasing Ichigo, Ryou stood at arm's length and cupped her chin, bringing her glazed brown eyes to meet his piercing blues.

"Strawberryhead, quit your crying. You're making it harder for yourself.." The young man's face softened as he let his thumb caress her chin.

"You don't have to bare it alone... let me bare it with you." Ryou murmured so gently, Ichigo had to slap herself mentally.

Am I dreaming..? Ryou is being sweet and caring towards me! Ryou... The mew had stopped crying and found herself lost in his icy eyes that resembled the sky as she nodded slowly.

"I know I'm pretty, but I don't need you drooling all over my new shoes!" Ryou yelled in disgust as he frantically wiped the top of his left shoe.

He had long dropped his hand from her chin, leaving Ichigo's jaw hanging open with a little drool to drip. Blushing, Ichigo quickly wiped the drool with a scowl on her face.

"Well, so much for baring my problem with me. I"M NOT TELLING YOU ZIP!" Ichigo turned on her heel and stomped off.

Ryou suddenly felt horrible.

"Ichigo wait! I'm–." But it was too late, Ichigo had disappeared amongst the happy walkers of Pleasant Park. Ryou hung his head as he made a tight fist with his hand. He stared at it blankly, wishing he was the one being pierced as his fingers nails pierced the soft tissue of his palm.

Meep.