Chapter 3

Okay, I'll update now 'cause I have a great idea thanks to Chibi Strawberry Neko

Btw, You know I don't own it, so just stop bothering me with it.

Okay, on with the story

Ichigo came over the next day, a tad earlier than Keiichiro and was EXCEPPTIONALLY thankful that she had the keys ((1)) to the place.

((1)) Notice I said key'S'

She actually arrived an hour early, it was only 7 AM (scary, eh?) and ran upstairs to find a sleeping Ryou. 'I can't believe I ran over here for nothing!' She thought, seeing that he was peacefully sleeping. Ichigo grabbed the chair at his desk and sat down beside the bed, watching Shirogane Ryou sleep.

After a while, Ichigo became bored (why wouldn't she?) and spotted the almost empty bowl of soup she had made the day before. She decided to make him breakfast and took the bowl downstairs.

Ichigo entered the kitchen and rummaged through the refrigerator. Soda, no, cake, no, baking soda, no, ketchup, no, ahh, eggs. She took two out and a piece of bread, putting it into the toaster, Then, she started cooking the eggs. 'Sunny side up should do it.' She thought, pouring some orange juice into a cup. (I have NO, NO, and NO idea what they eat, so she made eggs and toast, lol)

Afterwards, she climbed the stairs slowly, careful not to trip on anything (invisible) and let the breakfast fall out of her hands.

Surprisingly, Ichigo managed to maneuver herself to Ryou's room (WOW! 0.0) She went in to find Ryou with his eyes wide open. He turned to the noise, confused. 'Who should be here now? Keiichiro usually doesn't come for 15 minutes or so.'

"Um, hi Ryou, I thought I'd surprise you with breakfast." "Well, you surprised me alright, I thought you didn't wake up until 8 or something." He chuckled at Ichigo. "Well mister I'm-sick-and-don't-even-care, I came here to take care of you since your sick, now EAT YOUR BREAKFAST!" She threw the plate in his lap and gave him a fork, which he picked up and started eating.

"Oh no! I forgot the orange juice!" The forgetful Ichigo rushed down the stairs, into the kitchen, picked up the orange juice, and rushed back. She came back into Ryou's room and put the orange juice down on his bed side table.

"Thanks" He managed to mutter in between bites. Ichigo smiled warmly and felt his forehead, then looked surprised. "Ryou! That fever got worse, I'll check." She went searching for a thermometer and returned with one, sticking it inside Ryou's mouth.

A few minutes later, Ichigo pulled it out. "Your temperature is 105 degrees!" "I DO feel kind of cold." Ryou informed her, putting the plate aside. "Okay, well since I don't know if you have any more blankets or anything, move over." Ichigo said as she took off her clothes so that she only had her bra and panties. Ryou looked pleased ((2)) yet confused, "Move over?" "Yes, I'm getting in to keep you warm, now MOVE OVER I'M FREEZING!."

((2)) Pleased, lol

"O-okay." He moved over towards the wall as Ichigo lifted the covers up and got in. "There, doesn't that feel better?" She snuggled up against him, half to keep him warm, half cause she wanted to.

A pair of arms wrapped around her, pulling her towards him. It was then that she realized that he was shirtless, and only wearing his boxers. Ichigo blushed a deep crimson, which Ryou notice immediately. "What, is my strawberry still uneasy about me shirtless?" Ichigo blushed harder. "Yes, I am, now, are you warm?" She said, feeling the red coming off her cheeks.

"Of course I am, now, are you?" He was a little worried, she was hardly wearing anything. "A little cold." She answered. "But it's okay." "No it isn't." He turned her around and pulled her into a hug like position. "Better?" He asked. Ichigo just nodded and gave him a quick, passionate kiss. Whispering. "Thank you."

Just then, Keiichiro burst in. "Ryou, are you feeling oka-?" He stopped to see Ichigo in Ryou's arms, and some of her clothes in a pile on the floor. "Oh my, I didn't mean to, I mean, I'm, oh, sorry, uh, I'll go now." And with that he left, all red, with Pudding standing right behind him, smiling.

"Ohh! Ichigo onee-chan was in bed with Shirogane onii-chan, na no da!" She shouted, running downstairs, giggling and singing. "Ichigo onee-chan was in bed with Shirogane onii-chan!"

Ichigo's eyes widened. She sat up and started yelling. "Pudding! It's not what you think, it's." Ryou cut her off with a kiss. "Shh, come on, get up, put on your clothes, and chase after her, yelling isn't going to help." Ichigo nodded, that made sense. She got out of bed and pulled her clothes on, then gave Ryou one last hug, and ran after Pudding, yelling. "Pudding, STOP, it wasn't what it looked like!"

When she got downstairs, Ichigo saw Mint, Retasu, Pudding, and Zakuro stared at her. "So, did you really DO IT?" Mint was the first to ask. Ichigo blushed a blush that was getting darker by the second. "No, I was. Just. Warming him. Up cause he's. Cold." "Right, of COURSE you were." Mint replied.

End

Okay, um, i have a few ideas, so here is some more.

Ichigo then used 5 minutes and explained to everyone why she was in Ryou's bed, leaving out the part that she took her clothes off and actually enjoyed it. "Okay, now, follow me!" Mint ordered, after Ichigo finished.

They group followed Mint to the limos ((3)) filled with decorations.

((3)) Mint REALLY needed the second limo.

"Ichigo, you take these cans of paint, Retasu, you take the rest of the green, and Kish, take the rest of the red." They three obeyed and grunted at the weight of the cans. 'How could one girl buy SO much for this place?' Raced through the minds of everyone.

The rest of the day was taken up to move everything into the cafe and to start painting.

At the end of the day, EVERYONE's back ached so much, no one could move, except for Ryou who was pretty much all better and Keiichiro, who was half helping and half taking care of Ryou. Retasu and Pudding went into Keiichiro's car as Mint and Zakuro rode away in their limos.

The three aliens teleported off to their space ship. Ichigo chose to stay to take care of Ryou, since he was still sick. She insisted that she wasn't tired.

Sorry, but that's all I can write, anyways, see you next time and um, hope you like the romance/fluff. AND PLEASE R&R!