A/N: Hello all! Smurf here with a new chapter of Chance Encounter! I am sorry it took me so long, I had major writers block. Writers block is the devil. That and I haven't really felt like writing. I think I am stuck in a rut, which is probably why Smile for Me was so sad. I think I was trying to get out of that rut. Anyways, the uniforms mentioned here are two I found while looking for inspiration. The links for Ichigo's Hokkaido uniform and Tokyo uniform can be found on my profile. I like the one I choose for her Tokyo uniform! It's so cute! I would totally wear it! Oh, by the way, Ichigo is 15, and is a first year in high school and Ryou is 17 and a third year. And the class 1-A that you will see in this chapter (and others) shows what class she is in and what year. So, the 1 stands for first year and the A means she is in class A. And in Japan they normally stay in the same class all throughout high school. And the teachers come to them. Anyways, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew. Tokyo Mew Mew is owned by Ikumi Mia and Yoshida Reiko.
Chance Encounter
Chapter Two- The Day I Saw Him Again
It had been a while since I saw that guy I bumped into. What was his name again? Shirogane Ryou-san? I think that's what it was. He had seen me safely home the day he bumped into me, and I had not seen him since. Of course, I was busy, trying to get used to my life in Tokyo. I was from a little village in Hokkaido called Nemuro, so being in a big city like Tokyo was a little over-whelming.
I had been in Tokyo for a month, and a new school term was starting. I left Hokkaido during my summer break, and luckily, the school I was going to was on summer break as well. I stood in front of my mirror and looked at myself. I felt nervous, wearing this outfit. It was different from what I used to wear at my old school. I used to wear a dark blue sailor style uniform with a red kerchief around my neck and the skirt went down past my knees. The uniform I was wearing was way different. It was almost cool, and almost my style.
The skirt was a red plaid with white and black and a hint of green, and the skirt was much shorter; it came up to mid-thigh. There was black lace lining the bottom of the skirt. I had a black and white blazer that I wore over a white button up shirt and the tie matched the skirt. To complete the ensemble, I had on black knee-high socks. My loafers were downstairs. They were brand new, too.
I sighed as I brushed my red hair, and I debated what I wanted to do with it. I was thinking of going with my trademark pig-tails, but I was in Tokyo now, and I didn't want to give the impression that I was childish. After all, I was in high school.
I decided to leave it down, and after I grabbed my bag, I headed downstairs. My mom was up, cooking breakfast, and my dad was sitting at the table, reading the paper and drinking some coffee. I never liked coffee. But, the smell was a different story; I loved the smell of coffee. My dad looked up and smiled.
"That uniform looks cute on you, Ichigo," he said. "But, I can't say I like the length. The one you wore in Hokkaido was acceptable. But, these Tokyo schools seem wild."
"Oh, Dear," Mom said, "That is the fashion now. Some of the schools in Sapporo had started to shorten the length of the girl's skirts, too. I think it will be fine."
I smiled at my parents. They were so in love, and I wished that someday, I could have a relationship like that. After breakfast, my mom handed me my bento box and after slipping on my shoes, I was out the door with my bag.
As I walked to the school, I was a little surprised that I was able to pass the transfer exam. The transfer exams were always a little tougher then the entrance exams and I was happy that I was able to go to a high school close by. I didn't have to take the train or the bus, so I didn't have to worry about getting groped.
I reached the school twenty minutes early, and I walked into the school, feeling slightly nervous. I walked to the faculty office and introduced myself to my home room teacher. I followed him to the class, and when school started, I introduced myself to the class, and then we all went the opening ceremony.
The opening ceremony here seemed to be the same as it was at my old school. The principal got up and gave his speech, and then he said that the student body president wanted to say something. There was murmur throughout the auditorium, as people talked to each other.
"Shirogane-senpai is so cute!" I heard a girl whisper behind me.
Shirogane-senpai? Was she talking about the guy I bumped into? I looked up at the stage and scanned the area, and that was when I saw him, Shirogane Ryou-san. He was the student body president, and the girl behind me called him senpai, so I guess he was either a second year student or a third year. I leaned over to the girl next me.
"Who is that?" I asked.
"Oh! That is Shirogane Ryou-senpai! He is the student body president and a third year! He has the best grades in school and every girl wants to be with him, but every girl who confesses to him gets rejected."
I focused on the stage once more. So, he was a third year, and I had no idea he went to this school. And I had no idea he was a lady-killer at school. I was lost in thought that I didn't pay attention to what he had to say. That was when I heard everyone whispering, and a lot of people were looking over at me. What happened? Did I do something wrong? Did I say something out loud and didn't realize it? That was when I heard my name over the speakers.
"Momomiya Ichigo-san? Is that you?"
Eh? I looked up at the stage and noticed that Shirogane was looking right at me. Shit. He spotted me. I didn't want him to know I was at this school. The principle cleared his throat and reprimanded Shirogane. He apologized and continued on, but the temperature in the auditorium seemed to have dropped by many degrees.
After the opening ceremony was over, I was able to avoid Shirogane. To keep him from tracking me down during breaks, I hid in the restroom and the things I heard about myself were not pleasant.
"Who was that girl Shirogane-senpai mentioned in his speech? He seemed to know who she was," a girl said.
"I heard that she is Momomiya Ichigo from Class 1-A. She isn't pretty at all. Her hair is a reddish-brown. Ugh. Disgusting color."
The girls laughed and left the bathroom. I hadn't even been here for a day and I was already being targeted by girls because of Shirogane. I sighed and left the bathroom. I couldn't wait for winter break.
The day ended with me avoiding Shirogane, but I should have known that he would be waiting for me at the gate. And he was. His golden hair glinted in the sun, and when he saw me, his sapphire blue eyes glinted mischievously.
"Momomiya Ichigo-san, it's nice to see you again," he said.
A/N: So what did you think? I thought this would have been suitable for their second meeting. And I think Ryou would be the type of person to call Ichigo out like that. Haha! I hope you liked it, and I will try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible! Oh, and Nemuro is a real city in Hokkaido, Japan. Look it up! Anyways, read and review! Constructive criticism is welcome, but please no flames! See you in the next chapter!