A/N: Hello, Minna-san! I've been hard at work with finals, but now that I'm on my break, it's time for these chapters to start being re-written. After re-watching three episodes and spending at least six hours on this single chapter, I hope I have at least improved a tinsy bit. I apologize to those of you who I told that it would be out earlier, but I was rather distracted today. Take care and enjoy this very long chapter.


Suddenly, the wind picked up speed, and I felt an icy chill caress my spine. My blonde hair whipped between our faces, and broke my trance. I blinked and pulled away, realizing how late it was and that I had school in the morning. Dren gave me a confused and upset gaze, his amber orbs intense and glowing in the moonlight.

"Sorry… I- I have to go. I'll see you around."

Without another world, I warped away, the night sky rippling and enveloping me. I reappeared on the steps of my apartment building. It was dark and quiet; the lights from the street polluted the sky and disguised the stars.

I can't believe I just about kissed him. Where the hell was my head? What was I thinking? I promised myself I would be better than my parents.

Shaking my head, I ran up the steps and into the building. Upon reaching my apartment, I slammed the door open and then closed. Once the locks, all four of them, were closed, I let out a scream of frustration and collapsed to my knees. It was my studies, my life's work that had shaped my opinions and beliefs. So much of my life was devoted to researching and understanding humanity that I had morphed my own personality to match that of the emotional creatures I studied.

Science and study have led me beyond the scope of my imagination. My parents warned me about the repercussions, that it is normal to experience a phase where my work envelops my life, but that when it gets to the point where you become what you study…you have failed.

"I AM NOT HUMAN! I don't have to be better than my parents. They were upstanding Cyniclons and held tradition very close to their hearts. I do not have to restrict myself to mere human beliefs," I proclaimed in an attempt to boost my self-esteem.

Tired and achy, I walked into the bathroom. I turned the water on in the shower and then disrobed. Carefully, I brushed the knots out of my blonde hair created by the wind. I wished I had kissed him. I wished that wasn't so in character as a human that I forgot who I was as a Cyniclon. I wished that I could just grow up already. I was acting like a confused child.

After having a warm, relaxing shower, I went and flopped down on my single bed. I wanted nothing more than to get some sleep and forget about the whole ordeal. Pulling the covers up around my naked form, I sighed and tried to forget who I was for a night. Neither human nor Cyniclon, just peaceful unassociated me for one night.

When I awoke the next morning, I was feeling slightly better and a little more chipper. After getting changed into my school uniform, I grabbed my backpack and noticed the analog clock on the kitchen wall. It's hands pointed out that I was going to be late. Without another thought, I ran out the door and almost forgot to lock it.

Gah! I'm such an idiot. How am I going to get to school on time? Wait a minute...

I had been sprinting down the crowded streets, until I realized that I didn't have to limit myself to human transportation methods. Quickly, I slid into a dark and desolate ally. With a snap of my fingers, I warped away.

Why didn't I do this last time?

Within a moment, I reappeared behind the middle school building. Smugly, I walked into the school and changed my shoes at my cubby. It felt good to be on time even after sleeping in. Once I finished swapping shoes, I saw Moe and Miwa talking by the steps. These chatterboxes were always gossiping about something. My only interest, however, was Zoey's location. I needed to keep track of my experiments, you know.

"Hi, guys," I said, putting on a fake smile.

"Ohayo, Tsuki," Miwa said.

"Hmm…no Zoey yet, huh?" I asked, leaning against the wall.

Miwa ran her fingers through her hair and sighed, "No, as usual she's late."

"Right...well let's head to class. Zoey can meet us there," I replied, walking up the stairs.


"Zoooeeyy!" I whined, looking at how dark it was now as we sat outside a theatre.

"What is it, Tsuki?" she replied, looking at her new fuzzy key chain.

I crossed my arms and huffed, "It's getting late. Why are we just sitting out here?"

Instead of running off by herself to her job this afternoon, Zoey had me running around town with her. Worse, we were following directions from an odd GPS-like keychain. Personally, I believe that the little keychain was glitching as it sent us all over the place with no true destination. Granted that wasn't all that was strange about it. I swear it talked to me once, calling me 'weirdo' and 'meanie'. When I pointed out that it spoke to me, Zoey laughed and said I was crazy. She was hiding something from me, and I bet it had to do with the Mew Mews.

"I don't know, just out here thinking!" Zoey said with that 'nothing-is-going-on' smile.

I sighed again, exasperated. We had become close friends in the past couple weeks, yet she still would not disclose anything about her job at the café or about being a Mew Mew. Granted, I had not been pushing her very hard, but I had made several unsuccessful inquiries. Staring up at the evening sky, I wondered just how I was going to learn more about what a Mew Mew was and how they knew about the alien invasion.

Then, without warning, her key chain began to talk.

"Predicite Alert! Predicite Alert!" it cried.

I jumped in shock. The only thing I had heard it say all day was 'Turn left!' or 'Go this way!' or 'Weirdo, meanie!'. But now I knew just what this keychain was, a device to sense aliens. Boy, was I glad it hadn't caught on to my presence… It only called me a meanie.

That 'thing' can sense predicites? You've got to be kidding me! I better speak to Deep Blue tonight.

Zoey immediately hushed the device and looked over in the direction it was facing. An elderly woman and a young navy-haired girl were leaving the theatre and approaching a limousine. A small, golden-coloured puppy was following them.

"Hey, it's that 'I-don't-want-my-hankerchief-back-that-you-put-on-your-unworthy-face' girl!" Zoey exclaimed, pointing at the young woman.

After helping her grandmother into the car and getting in herself, the limo pulls away from the curb. That's when my lovely test subject decides to do something impulsive and a little insane. Zoey starts running after the car.

"Zoey!" I called, shocked that she was chasing a car on foot.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Tsuki!" she shouted, still running.

I shook my head and shoved my hands in my pockets. I couldn't butt into Zoey's chase because that may seem too forward and could bring unwanted suspicion.

"Hmm, you're being no fun, Zoey. Oh, well… That girl though... I should check her out as well. I wonder if Dren had something to do with this," I muttered, a smirk appearing on my lips.

Standing behind one of the large potted trees, I warped away with a small chuckle.

Finally, some excitement.


After about twenty minutes of following both Zoey and the car from above, I was floating high over the dark-haired girl's house. An oversized European-style mansion stood out-of-place in downtown Tokyo.

Well, the limo did signal great wealth. This, however, seems overkill. I still wonder why that key chain went off. I can't sense any predicites.

As I hovered, I felt a slight wave of nausea wash over me. My stomach churned and I could sense a fainting spell coming on. It had been a week or more since I had last returned to my Cyniclon form, and I guess my body was rebelling against me. Closing my eyes, I held my hand over my chest and focused on my true form. Delving deep into my soul, I brought myself back into reality. My body shifted quickly, clothes and all. My long black hair moved with the cool evening breeze and the thin dark clothes that hugged my pale form rippled in the wind. It was not painful to switch forms, but it did take considerable concentration. The only thing I had to recall now was how to retrieve the items I had on my person during transformation. There was homework to complete in my backpack and I needed to keep up appearances as a human.

Feeling refreshed, I cast my gaze back down to the mansion. Zoey had been inside for over ten minutes now. This was becoming annoying. If the girl was important or not, little had been done towards our goal lately and I had to report to Deep Blue tonight. I was about ready to attack the house while my test subject was still inside…

Come on, Zoey… Just go home already. I don't have time for your games.

Then, as if she had read my mind, Zoey walked outside. I sighed in relief and crossed my arms. I would wait until she was out of sight to wreak my havoc. Bored, I watched as the little golden dog followed her for a bit and then stopped on the steps.

"Perfect. You'll make a great predicate," whispered a masculine voice form behind me.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a small infusor fall down and meld with the puppy. The dog began to growl and grow disappearing into the house. After a few seconds, there was a scream and Zoey went running back inside. Infuriated, I spun around and slapped my comrade. He had put Zoey in danger again.

"Dammit, Dren! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" I hissed.

Dren clutched his cheek and cast me a hurt look. I felt no sympathy and held nothing back. He had pissed me off yet again.

"Just because your job is to create mayhem, doesn't mean you have to endanger my research subject!" I shouted, phasing my daggers into my hands.

I swiped at my fellow alien, only to have him disappear from view. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and I spun around to face him.

"Hehe, I just having some fun. And since when was this a research mission?" Dren chuckled, examining my face.

I narrowed my gaze and phased my daggers away. He was right; I was focusing too much on studying the humans rather than learning about how to destroy them.

"You know…you look very different as a Cyniclon…" he said sliding a hand down my arm while wearing a rather sad expression.

"Yeah, well, this is what I'm supposed to look like. Can you just buzz off? I'll speak to Deep Blue tonight and clean up your mess here," I said, yanking my arm away.

"See ya later then, I guess..." He muttered, a pensive look on his face as he warped away into the night.

With a shake of my head, I floated down to the door of the large home. Peeking inside, I caught sight of something intriguing. The other girl had transformed into a Mew Mew, one of a different colour. Her outfit was light blue and slightly different than that of Zoey. Either way, they defeated the predicate right before my eyes. The infusor spirit attempted to float back towards me, but Zoey's fluffy key chain expanded itself and then swallowed the infusor. I had a lot on my plate now, and this was going to take some time to explain to Deep Blue.

"Damn...this isn't going to work. I'll get you next time," I said instantly warping out of sight.

I reappeared atop the roof of the skyscraper where we spoke to Deep Blue. Dren was waiting for me and seemed bored. When he glanced at me, his expression didn't really changed, and the inflection in his voice still seemed bored, "Wow, you're back so soon. What happened?"

I ignored him, pissed that he had helped activate yet another Mew Mew. Zoey would have left that girl alone had it not been for his meddling. Gracefully, I walked towards the portal forming on the other side of the roof. The tall silhouette of our mission lead became evident and I bowed accordingly.

"Master, I have much to tell you." I said, crossing my legs as I sat down.

"I'm listening, Tsuki."


A few days later, I had agreed to walk to school with Zoey. The sun was shinning and I was in a relatively good mood. For some reason, few people populated the streets today. It was a wonderful morning and I had a good feeling about everything, that was until Zoey showed up late. She bolted past me, screaming that we weren't going to make it to school.

"Zoey! Wait up!" I hollered, chasing after the red-haired girl.

We sprinted down the street and when we went to turn into an alleyway, Zoey slammed into another girl. Both tumbled to the concrete, school bags flying. Oddly, there were more school bags than there should've been. I examined the other girl more carefully and counted out her bags. She had bright green hair tied neatly into two braids and wore glasses over her indigo eyes. She was carrying a total of four school bags, and seemed flustered.

"Sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry!" the green-haired girl cried, running up to Zoey.

She helped up my companion and passed Zoey the proper book bag. She apologized profusely, but Zoey waved it off.

"No no, it's alright!" Zoey stated, attempting to calm the girl down.

Then we heard feminine voices calling from the entrance to the alley behind us. Three other girls, wearing the same uniform as the girl before us, were calling out and gesturing for her to join them. The green-haired girl smiled and gathered up her book bags.

"I'm so sorry. I've got to go!" she stated, running towards her companions.

Zoey and I exchanged confused looks, and I quickly examined her for any signs of bruising.

"You're ok, right?" I inquired.

"Yeah…I'm fine. But what's with her? She was carrying an awful lot of homework," my red-haired friend muttered.

"Don't know. But aren't we going to be late?"

"YIKES! You're right!" Zoey screeched, grabbing my hand as she began to run again.


After school, I decided to secretly follow Zoey to her work to double-check my suspicions about the second Mew Mew. Sure enough, I was right. The same girl I had seen transform into the Blue Mew was now working at the café, so there was a correlation between the two. I made notes of this in my purple notebook as I walked inside and took a seat.

I paused in my writing for a moment to watch Zoey in action. It looked like the poor red-head was running around a lot. Back and forth from table to table, Zoey was cleaning up dishes and handing out desserts and drink. The other girl, whose name I still obviously don't know, was sitting at an unoccupied table drinking tea.

"Huh? Tsuki! I didn't know you came here!" Zoey said as she stopped at my table.

"I decided to try something new," I answered, snapping my notebook shut.

"Well, I'll be right with you. My slave driver of a boss wants me to do a zillion things at once while my co-worker sits on her butt like a princess!" Zoey stated in a frustrated tone.

She then closed her eyes and took a deep breath before getting back to serving other costumers.

"Tsuki? Is that you?" a soft male voice said from a few feet away.

When I looked up I saw Wesley looking down at me with a charming smile. His medium brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail like before, and he wore the same dark pants with suspenders over a white button-up. I had almost forgotten he worked here, and now felt nervous.

"H-hi. It's been awhile huh?" I said, trying not to sound to as anxious as I was.

"Yes, it has. How's your knee doing?" he asked.

"Much better, thanks."

"Hey, that's the same school uniform as Zoey. Are you friends with her?"

I smiled, realizing he wasn't suspicious. "Actually, yes. She just had to go help some other costumers."

"Hmm, there's a party coming up. Would you like to attend?" Wesley inquired.

A party? I bet the Mew Mews will be there. This would be the perfect opportunity to get some inside information…

"Of course, I'd love to!"

But just as I said that, I heard yelling. Apparently, Zoey had spilt something on three costumers and was now making it worse.

"Oh dear. I'll talk to you later, and I'll ask Zoey for your address. Alright?" Wesley said as he walked back towards the kitchen.

"Sounds good to me," I replied.

When I glanced over at Zoey she had moved on to another table. She was now talking to a familiar girl about ghosts. Upon a further inspection, I noticed that it was the same girl from this morning with the braided green-hair and large oval glasses.

When Zoey took a special interest in someone, I became interested too. The last time this happened, the girl became a Mew Mew. I wanted to know more, so I continued to eavesdrop. When the name Excalibur High came up, a smirk appeared on my lips. Too easy. With that, I quickly got up from my seat and left the cupcake café behind. I was in a hurry and made more notes in my notebook. I might be able to stop Zoey from activating the next Mew Mew.

Then, as I ran down the street began to feel my body growing weaker. My head became extremely light and my vision began to fade. Something was wrong.

"I'm losing energy too fast. I need to rest..." I warped home, only to collapse instantly onto my bed.

I'm just… I'm so….tired… What's happening to me?


I had called in sick to school the day after I collapsed so I missed Zoey's gymnastic routine. But I also received an invitation in the mail to that party Wesley mentioned. I was sure he suspected something of me, but I wasn't sure of what. Either way, I had missed out on a couple days of recon and most likely the activation of another Mew Mew. I needed to get back in the game but I had to look like nothing was wrong. I had to look desirable and yet untouchable. This way women would feel intimidated by me, and the men…they would be more willing to divulge information. Humans were so strange in that aspect. They wore clothes to create sexual attraction for the body underneath the clothes. A confusing concept... but at least it was not too hard to pull off. So on the night of the party, I tried to figure out what would be best to wear.

"A dress..."

I snapped my fingers and cycled through various outfits on my body. The one thing I love about being a Cyniclon was the ability to materialize objects we had seen or touched in person. These were several dresses I had seen while window shopping with Zoey.

The first dress was neon green, and the pencil skirt hugged my hips. It didn't feel quite right. The second dress was white and flowy, but was too long for my tastes. The third dress was red and had a long slit down the thigh, but was extremely revealing. After a few more tries, I came up with what I wanted. I concentrated on the outfit and snapped my fingers. Instantly, the dress I imagined was what I was wearing. It was a long black kimono with peach blossoms dotted along it. The sash around the middle section was a navy blue a kimono, it was snug and hugged my curves beautifully, the neckline also showed off just enough cleavage to catch one's eye but not enough to appear slutty.

"Hmm… Perfect!" I said, twirling around.

Quickly, I tied my hair in a loose bun, leaving a few strands hanging gently in my face. I smiled and left the apartment. After locking up, I hailed a cab. The party was at a private residence on the beach. The ride was relatively short, but I need to appear as though I arrived like a normal person, rather than having appears out of thin air. Twenty minutes later, the cab pulled up to a gorgeous beach house. The sun had just set and the waves were crashing softly against the beach. Once I paid the driver, I hurried up the steps to the front door. A doorman checked my invitation and I was let in. My first task was then to find Zoey. Unfortunately, she wasn't easy to spot in the sea of people.

"No sign of her yet. Oh, well."

Walking around the room, I saw many different humans. All were beautifully dressed and most seemed to be having a good time. Suddenly, there was a tap on my shoulder. I spun around and there stood a boy a little taller than me with orange hair and blue eyes. He wore a black tux and was very handsome.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, offering me his hand.

"Uh, okay," I answered, blushing a dark pink.

I've never danced formally before… What an adventure being a human is!

Music for the Waltz started and we began to dance. Due to my lacking dance skills, I let him lead. It was quite fun. I felt like I was floating on a dream cloud. I was actually dancing and having fun, something logical little me had never thought of doing. The first and last time I had truly danced was in my quarters at home when I heard about my acceptance in the Earth Recon program, and that was just a silly shimmy of joy. When the song ended, everybody stopped dancing and clapped for the pianist. She was obviously classically trained and I certainly enjoyed listening to her play.

"What's your name? I'm Jason," the boy stated.

"I'm Tsuki, " I replied with a smile.

"Pleasure to meet you, Tsuki," Jason murmured as he kissed my hand and walked away.

Whoa, gentleman tendencies too? I should've learned to dance a while ago if I knew men acted like this on a dance floor.

Blushing a dark red, I walked out a backdoor. I could smell the sea air and even see the stars. Without the lights from downtown Tokyo, many of the constellations were visible. It was beautiful.

"So you're here too?" a voice from behind me asked.

"Yeah, so what?" I said, turning around to face Dren.

"Nice outfit," he chuckled, looking me up and down.

Great… Now I have to deal with this clown again. Maybe he'll cause some mayhem and make things interesting. Might help me learn more about the Mew Mew I missed.

"Whatever. So are you planning to crash or what?" I asked.

"Of course. And here comes my subject now," he said as the pianist from before came out onto the deck.

I bit my lip. She was a talented woman, and it would be a shame if she lived on forever as a predicate. But that talent might make the predicate stronger. In any case, it was more likely the Mew Mews would beat it, since they had knocked out every predicite so far.

"Hmm, I'll make it more interesting. Don't leave until I come out again," I said, walking back inside.

I went back to the party only to be greeted by Jason again. The smiling red-head passed me a cup of punch and subtly looked me up and down. From his expression, I guessed he liked what he saw.

"Here, I got you something to drink," Jason stated.

"Oh, arigatou," I replied, taking the glass.

After talking for a bit, I finished my drink and said good-bye to Jason. He seemed a little sad, as if he wanted to talk more, but too much time had past. I wanted to return to check on Dren. When I reached the window, I saw that the Mew Mews had just defeated the new predicite. I was also right about having missed the activation of a new Mew Mew, since a Green Mew had joined Zoey and the Blue Mew. At least I was right about one thing, Dren failed again with the predicite. Shaking my head, I put on my most innocent face and walked out on to the wooden deck.

"Is everything okay? I heard voices," I called out, just loud enough for Dren and the Mew Mews to hear me.

My fellow alien cast me a glance, his amber orbs showing frustration. Then Zoey noticed me, and almost immediately a look of worry spread across her face. Dren then understood my idea after seeing Zoey and flew down to my side. He grabbed my wrist hard and I pretended to be in pain.

"What do we have here? Aren't you pretty," he chuckled, pulling me closer.

"Huh?! Let me go!" I cried in a helpless voice, pulling back.

"Tsuki!" Zoey screeched as she got on her feet, a heart-shaped bell in hand, "Leave her alone, Dren!"

"Why should I? Are you jealous, Kitty-kat?" he asked, lifting me off the ground.

"EWWWW! No way! Just leave her alone!" Zoey demanded.

I tired my best to make myself as nervous looking as possible, even yanking gently on my arm and trembling in fear. Hopefully, I was a believable actor, otherwise my test subject might catch on.

"We'll be having fun won't we?" Dren asked me, holding my neck so I would face him.

Wow, he is handsome up close… Oh, he smells so good!

"Stop it!" I cried, struggling to get free even though I didn't want to.

"Bye bye, Kitty-kat," Dren said as he wrapped an arm around my waist and warped us both.

We reappeared in what I like to call, the green dimension. It's an inner sanctum that Deep Blue has provided us for rest and recuperation. Swirls of various shades of green and brown coat the ceiling floor and walls. It was a calming realm and I had been neglecting to visit. Deep Blue preferred we contact him from here, but it was difficult to get here in human form for me.

"Well, that was fun," Dren said, casting me aside and floating upside down.

I crossed my legs, a little frustrated. This was not what I had planned exactly, but that's what I get for simply hinting and not telling.

"I wanted you to torture the Mew Mews by holding me hostage in front of them not actually kidnap me!" I said as I transformed back to my Cyniclon form.

Dren turned his gaze to the side, rolling his eyes. He seemed unenthused and even bored.

"Oh, sooorryyy! You didn't quite give me the details," he said a frown on his face now.

"Never mind. I'll have to come up with a story tomorrow. See ya," I sighed.

I turned my back to Dren and closed my eyes to focus on warping home. Just as I was about to disappear he grabbed my hand. I felt the coolness of his pale flesh again my palm and a wonderful shiver slid down my spine.

Alright, I'm attracted to him. I'll admit that to myself… but he's sure as hell not going to hear it.

"Why are you going so soon? I want to have some fun," Dren said, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"What do you mean by that...?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Change back into a human for me."

"Fine."

In a blink, my form returned to my dress with blonde hair and green eyes again. I felt Dren's grip suddenly tighten and he pulled me closer. Then I felt his chest against my back, and I let out a small relaxed sigh. He wasn't extremely toned, but I could feel a slight muscle pattern through our clothes.

"Okay, now what?" I asked, trying to hide my enjoyment.

In the blink of an eye, he had tackled me to the ground and pinned me down. My heart skipped a beat and my irises grew to the size of saucers. While this wasn't new to me, I still became excited. Attraction was a wonderful feeling, and I understood why my culture tended to ignore love. Lust was awesome. I didn't really understand this as a child. My parents married for political and financial convenience, and each had several lovers on the side. I grew up watching my parents spread their love around, whilst learning human culture where monogamy was the norm. My views on sex and love were very twisted, but since I was in my youth, a little playing around didn't seem so bad.

I was very excited and was about to wrap my arms around Dren's neck until his expression changed. I saw something slightly darker behind the façade of his amber gaze. Then he made one of his Dragon Swords appear.

"D-Dren..." I whimpered, a little shocked and scared.

"Relax. I'm just going to make you look like you've been beaten and tortured. It'll scare the hell out of Kitty-kat and her friends," he stated, taking the knife to my dress.

He tore it in several places, the knife slicing through the thin fabric quickly and easily. The ripping sound was loud and small silken thread flew through the air around us.

"Oh, I see. But did you have to tackle me?" I asked, looking down at him as he tore large holes in my dress.

A cheeky grin appeared on the green-haired alien's face, "I just wanted to see the look on your face."

"Hehe funny. Now just tearing my dress wont do the trick..." I said, trying to think, "Uh, I need to stand up."

"Hm? Right," Dren agreed, getting off of me.

I stood and brushed out my dress, examining the tears. I did not feel any different, but my dress sure as hell looked like I had thrown it into a lawn mower.

"Okay...Um, we need to rip one of my sleeves off and muss up my hair..." I said, trying to tangle my straight hair.

"Got it," Dren said, ripping my left sleeve off.

Now with my hair a little messed up and my dress in tatters I was closer to looking the part of an abused hostage. There was barely anything below my mid-thigh level and the one sleeve still attached had a few tears.

"Well, with no cuts it seem pretty pointless," he said, shrugging.

"Well... Alright. Just be quick." I said, squeezing my eyes shut.

I didn't like the idea of being hurt, but I knew it would have to happen. I waited a few seconds and then felt a slight pain coming from different places on my arms. Followed by a couple places on my legs. Then finally I felt one last swipe below my left cheek. Each cut stung, but I swallowed hard, and pushed the pain to the back of my mind.

"There. Done."

I opened my eyes and saw my scarred body. In actuality, none of these cuts would scar since Cyniclons heal faster, but they would be believable enough for now.

"Wow, we did well. How long has it been since we left?" I asked.

"Thirty minutes. We should wait a little while longer," he said sitting down again.

The mood had shifted again, but I noticed that Dren couldn't take his eyes off me. I felt a little exposed and vulnerable as his eyes explored my body.

"Right...Um, do want to make a predicite out of me?" I asked looking off in the opposite direction, still a little flustered from our earlier proximity.

"Th-That's not possible. You're Cyniclon not human!" Dren said with a look of shock on his face.

"I didn't mean it literally. Take another human and pretend that you used me. I can easily create a fake soul for Zoey to put back into me later," I said rolling my eyes.

"Oh... Don't you think that's over kill?" he asked.

"Eh, you're right. Maybe another time."

Silence settled over us once more, and I felt his gaze scan over me once again. It was almost unnerving and I was feeling shy. It had been so long since I had been intimate with anyone; hell, I hadn't even been that close to someone in at least five years.

Dren tilted his head and smiled, "We have time… Why not come up with your story now?"

"Sure," I answered, pleased to have the silence broken.

"Hmmm… How about I tortured you, asking for information on the Mew Mews. Where they resided and stuff like that."

"Sounds good enough. I hope they believe it. So what else...?" I said, trying to figure out another fake tidbit of info.

"Fake tears? You should probably be crying when you wake up." he suggested.

I was about to agree with my comrade until I noticed the stinging pain was fading. When my eyes caught sight of my wounds, I saw that they were starting to close.

"Uh oh... We have a problem." I grumbled.

"What? They're already healing? Not now!" Dren stated, getting up.

Cyniclons have better immune systems and there for do not get sick easily and heal quickly, but I wasn't expecting it to happen this quickly. I may not be a believable hostage anymore.

"We have to go now. Forty-five minutes is long enough," I replied, warping while placing my hand upon his shoulder.

We both reappeared above the forest outside the party and search for the Mew Mews. Below I spotted them, slowly leaving the beach house and making their way down onto the gravel driveway.


-Zoey's Point Of View-

"I can't believe he took her!" I cried.

One of my best friends had just been kidnapped by my worst enemy and today was supposed to be a good day… This was ridiculous.

"Zoey, I'm sure she'll be okay- wait, scratch that. I'm sure she won't be okay," Corina stated, appearing uninterested.

"Corina!" I shouted angrily.

"Poor Miss Tsuki... I knew I should have kept a closer watch over her." Wesley said, shaking his head.

"You knew her?" I questioned.

"Yes. The day you became a Mew Mew I ran into her brought her to the café," the brown-haired chef replied.

I paused for a moment, remembering the day when my world was turned upside down. I had an awkward date with Mark, but I remembered something. I remember Tsuki running towards me, and then… Darkness.

"Wait a minute... She was there when that light hit me! I think it hit her too! I remember her screaming," I muttered.

"Are you sure about that?" Elliot asked.

"Positive! But what does that mean?" I asked, a little confused.

"Well it means that she might be an extra Mew Mew. Maybe that's why Dren took her," Wesley answered.

I sighed as we all walked out of the building. It was very dark out and it had been almost an hour since Tsuki had gone missing. We had stayed at the party to see if she would show up. Though there still was no sign of her, I hadn't given up hope. Elliot thought that we should head home and look for her the next day. Since it would be a Sunday, we all had the day off from school and it might be easier to find her.

Just as we all got outside though, right by the forest I saw a figure lying on the grass.

"Is that...Tsuki!" I screeched, running over to her.

Her body was cut and her clothes torn, her hair was also a tangled mess, and she seemed paler than usual.

How could I have let this happen? Why are my friends being hurt?

"Oh my god! What did he do to you?!" I cried, trying to help her up.

"Hehe, I just asked her a few questions which she didn't answer. I warned her she'd be in trouble if she didn't answer, but she still refused," Dren snickered, floating high above the trees.

"So you tortured her?! Why don't you just leave us alone?!" I shouted.

Dren waved while smirking, "Aw sorry, Kitty-kat can't do that. Bye."

In a flash, Dren's thin form rippled away into the night sky, leaving us be for now. Hopefully, this would be that last I saw of him for a while.

"Tsuki?! Are you alright? I asked, shaking her by her shoulders.

"Miss Tsuki?" Wesley asked as he walked over.

Tsuki lay limp in my arms but slowly began to stir. Eventually her eyes fluttered open and she wore a very glazed over expression.

"Hmm? Where am I?" Tsuki asked.

"Don't worry you're safe now," I murmured, helping her to her feet.

"Let's get her back to the cafe for now," Elliot stated, picking Tsuki up bridal style.

She seemed to flinch and then blush a little, but continued to be rather dazed. I only hoped she would be okay, but that did seem rather odd…


-Tsuki's POV-

I sighed internally, trying to ignore how close the blonde haired man was carrying me. I had not received this much closeness to men in years. This was a lot to process in a single night. After being carried back to the café they had placed me in a bed on the second floor. Wesley was constantly asking me if I was hungry or if I wanted a cool cloth for my forehead. In reality, I really just wanted to go home.

"Tsuki, you should get some rest." Wesley said, coming into the room for the fiftieth time.

"Actually, I'm feeling a lot better. I just would like to go home. I feel better when I'm safe at home in my own bed," I said literally begging to go home.

"Are you sure?" he inquired, lips pursed in an unsure fashion.

"Positively sure!" I said with a smile.

"Well, then you put on my jacket and I'll walk you home," he demanded in his normally soft and sweet tone.

I never could've thought someone could demand something so gently, but he pulled it off. Wesley smiled while handing me a large brown jacket. I nodded and wrapped the jacket around me. He walked next to me in the cold night air for the whole twenty-minute walk back home. When we reached my apartment, I opened the door and handed him his jacket back.

"Arigatou, Wesley-san. I'll see you later," I said with a smile as I shut my door.

He had merely waved before I had closed and locked my door up tightly. With a huge heavy sigh, I leaned back against the door and slid to the floor.

"Note to self. Think up better plans!" I said with a sigh.


Sunday arrived faster than I thought, and I decided to go for a walk today. It would relax my muscles and I would be able to look for some good spirits. I put on a purple long sleeve shirt and a knee length black skirt. When I looked in the mirror all the cuts were gone. On my way out the door, I snatch up a fresh purple notebook and pen. I had actually filled two notebooks already, both of which sat on a short bookshelf in my room. I could not believe the amount of data I was collecting, not only for my own research, but for Deep Blue's mission as well.

"Well, let's see what Tokyo has to offer," I said walking out the door.

The sun was bright today and there were very few clouds in the sky. An almost perfect day. I walked around town for a while until it was the afternoon. I walked into the park and saw Zoey being chased by a girl with yellow hair and an orange outfit in one of the park's many courtyards. The girl was much younger than Zoey; she was probably not even a decade old. Granted, that girl had spunk. She was extremely energetic and was excited, bouncing around like a rubber ball. After watching how spunky and energetic this kid was I decided that her spirit would be perfect.

"Hmm… I'll come back for her tomorrow, after school."

Though I still followed her and Zoey around for a while, I knew not much was happening. Then, I realized, this girl was probably yet another Mew Mew. There was no way I was going to miss this chance again. After Zoey yelled at the girl, her gaze swept across the courtyard, I decided I would have to be stealthier tomorrow because she almost saw me.

When the next day arrived, I did just that. I hid amongst the bushes and, like the creeper I am, I scribbled notes in my notebook as fast as possible. I had been watching this girl all afternoon and she seemed just as energetic as the day before, though today she also seemed sad. When she fell off her big ball and hit her head, I knew it was time for me to make my move.

"Oh, are you alright? That's was quite a fall!" I said, running over to her.

"Huh? Yeah, I'm ok! I'm Kiki the great!" she stated with a smile.

"Well, I'm Tsuki, and I've seen your act. You live up to your name," I replied, helping her up.

"Thanks. I could show you a few tricks if you like?" Kiki asked.

"Well, sure. I'd love to see some."

I was mentally smirking to myself as she began to balance on her ball. I had her right where I wanted her, and I would be able to steal this girl right from under the Mew Mews' nose. Then I realized something. I was acting like an evil villain from those horribly cheesy, human animated films. I felt… Almost dirty. Guilt washed over me and I stepped back, afraid of how I was starting to act. Was pleasing Deep Blue that important?

Where the hell is my head? I need to fight the humans, but this girl… She's so innocent… So pure. Why her…? What's wrong with me?

"Well, aren't you energetic?" a voice from behind me said.

I turned around to see Dren floating right behind us. I glanced back at him my eyes flashing purple. When I looked back at Kiki I knew that I should leave. I had hesitated, and Dren had probably been watching her just as long as I had. He had a thing for following Zoey around I noticed, so I doubt I was the only one who noticed Kiki.

I need to think…

The little girl was too busy talking with Dren to notice that I had just bolted out into the bushes. Soon Zoey appeared as a Mew Mew and began to protect little Kiki.

Okay, this is becoming repetitive. Dren always fails, and I'm too stuck in my own head...I want to join the fun and be useful! Though I have to stay hidden... Hmm, what can I do while hidden... Oh, I know! I'll cause trouble all around the city for them to clean up...Muwahahaha! *Cough* eh...

Without a word, I warped myself away. When I reappeared, it was over a bunch of suburban homes. I floated to the ground and brushed any dust from my skirt. I looked like an innocent school girl, and this façade would only make my work easier.

Approaching a rather innocent looking cube shaped home, I snickered, "Hehe. Let's start here."

The purple door opened slowly, and a woman stuck her head out. She appeared to be the sweet motherly type and I tried to suppress my conscious as I prepared to turn this neighbourhood upside down.

"Yes?" the woman in her thirties with dark brown hair asked.

"I'm your new neighbour and I was wondering if I could borrow something..." I said, acting all cute and innocent even with my irresistible puppy dog eyes.

"Oh, of course dear. What is it?" she asked.

"Your Spirit!" I shouted, raising my hand and ripping her spirit from her body.

She fainted almost instantly, and I began to infuse the pair. It was a strange combination, but I let the predicite do the work.

"Hehehe. One down. Ten more to go." I said, running a hand through my long golden locks.

Twenty minutes past and most of the neighbourhood had been turned into raving monsters. All in all I'd say I had a lot of fun, and I didn't turn any children either so I wasn't very guilty. Tired, I decided I should head home, but when I looked down to the street below I saw the Mew Mews running towards the suburban neighbourhood.

"Yeppers, time to leave. That's enough fun for one night."

With a quick snap of my fingers, I had warped home, and lay with my hands behind my head on my warm and cozy bed.


A/N: Thank for reading! Please leave me reviews if you have any comments about the chapter. I apologize that it took so long to get this chapter up, but I was waiting for my Winter break to get started and for me to have some free time to actually write. Hopefully, I'll be able to post more chapters in the coming days. Thank you so much for your support, and I hope you enjoyed this instalment.