Aoyama's Revenge

"Sigh. Zakuro one-sama is not here today again." Mint sighed as she sipped on her cup of tea.

"This is really weird. It's Sunday and there are no customers at all. What's going on?" Ichigo thought aloud as she continued to sweep the floors of Café Mew Mew.

Ryou felt uneasy as he lay down on his bed. He looked at the picture of his family on his bedside table. The he turned his head to look at the picture of Ichigo beside it. "Why do I have this feeling that something is going to happen today? Ichigo, I will protect you, no matter what," he muttered to himself as he rolled over.

When Ryou walked down to the café to take a look in the afternoon, he was shocked at the sight that greeted him. 5 bored girls were slumped over the tables and chairs of the café. Even Purin was too listless to do any tricks, not that that was something to be troubled about.

"Why is everyone lazing around? Don't all of you have customers to attend to?" He pointed at them.

"Ryou, this place is as empty as a desert. There's NOTHING to do," Ichigo gestured her hand towards the empty café.

Mint giggled. Puzzled, Ichigo asked her why. "I'm just not used to you calling him that. You used to call him 'Shirogane' or, more frequently, 'that jerk' or any other name you could think of," Mint pointed out as the rest of the Mews giggled at her statement.

Both Ichigo and Ryou blushed. "Well, since there don't seem to be any customers, I guess we could close early for today,' Ryou said, breaking the silence.

All of a sudden, they heard and oddly familiar voice. They turned around to see the person, or rather, alien, that they thought had been gotten rid off for good.

"Aren't you all going to serve a customer? This is hardly anyway to treat a tourist to this fine country," Nushka mocked as she hovered in front of them.

"Oh, and before you do anything, Kitty. Let me introduce you to someone whom I think you are 'dying' to meet." She gestured towards a person behind her.

Everyone in the café gasped in shock. There stood Aoyama, though; there was something different about him. His eyes were flashed with hatred; he was wearing a flaming red cloak with long red robes and a peculiar weapon in his hand. It had a shiny gold handle, its blade was sleek and sharp and a red cloth of flame hung under the blade.

"A-Aoyama?" Ichigo gasped as she took a step forward towards him. He immediately lifted his weapon and pointed it to her.

"Now let's see what you're going to do, Kitty."

"Aoyama, I've been looking everywhere for you. Where have you been?" Ichigo cried as she tried to talk to Aoyama.

"What would you care? All you can think about is him," He pointed his blade towards Ryou.

"This has nothing to do with Ryou."

"Oh, he's Ryou now is he? No more 'jerk' or 'baka' anymore, Ichigo?"

"Aoyama…"

"This is his entire fault. HE is the one who took you away from me. HE is the one who made me this way. HE is the cause of all our problems. Don't you see Ichigo? He's nothing but trouble. He stole you away from me and I am here to take you back. I love you, Ichigo. Come back to me."

"Aoyama, I…" Ichigo took another step towards him.

"No, Ichigo. Don't" Ryou held out his arms as he shielded Ichigo from Aoyama.

The flame in Aoyama's eyes burned brighter than ever. " Ichigo is not 'something' that you can own. She is a person, and she can make her own choices. She is not something that anyone can just TAKE AWAY. And you, are not going anywhere near her." Ryou shouted.

"NO! Ichigo and I are meant for each other. We were made for each other. I am the only one who is perfect for her! You are nothing more than the selfish, arrogant boss who won't even give her a raise!" Aoyama shouted at Ryou.

Ryou smirked. "What's so funny?" Aoyama demanded.

"You do not even know what true love is. You are not worthy to call yourself Ichigo's 'true love'"

"I know what true love is. You are the one who doesn't. I would do anything for her!"

"Anything?"

"Anything."