Yay! Thank you for your kind reviews! Because of those reviews, I'm posting another chapter! And I have Ichigo here to do the disclaimer. X3

Ichigo: Yay! Kisshu's got another girl to chase after :-3 Unknown Onee-sama doesn't own Tokyo Mew Mew.

Kisshu set Christen down on the floor and groaned. "Pai's going to kill me." He ran his fingers through his hair.

Christen looked at her new surroundings. She was in a dark, green room. "Wh-where am I? Wh-why did you take me here? Who-who's Pai?"

"Well, what he doesn't know, won't hurt him." He turned to Christen. "You're on my planet, in my ship. Pai is a friend of mine. You're here because you live here."

"What?! I don't live here. I live on earth!"

"When you were a child, you lived here. Now you're going to become the princess of our planet."

Christen's mouth dropped open "P-princess?! Are you joking? I can barely even keep my goldfish alive for a couple of days! I can't run a planet!"

"You have to." Kisshu offered his hand to help her up.

"Why?" Christen, grabbed his hand and he pulled her up. But because of her clumsiness, she tripped on some clothes. Kisshu and Christen fell backwards on Kisshu's bed, on top of each other. "G-gomen nasai . . . "

A slight blush began to creep across Kisshu's face. "Better now then when Pai tells me to." He grabbed Christen's hands and moved them up toward her shoulders.

She blushed. "Wh-what are you doing?" Her heart started beating faster then usual. She began hyperventilating slightly out of panic.

Bathump.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Kisshu put his forehead on hers and grabbed her other hand, bringing both hands up to his face. "Don't move . . . " He breathed as nuzzled her nose a bit, then rested it next to hers. "Close your eyes . . . " He took another deep breath.

Bathump.

She closed her eyes slowly as he put his mouth on her hands.

Bathump.

He took another deep breath. He closed his eyes and muttered something in a different language. A bright light surrounded Christen and changed her whole body. She was still in the same brown tank top and jeans, but her long black hair had changed to red-ish brown, her hazel eyes had changed to golden. Her skin had changed from tan to pale.

Bathump.

Christen peeked out one eye to see Kisshu staring at her with slight shock.

Bathump.

"Wow. You're even cuter in your Alien form." He smirked. "I'm tempted to kiss you again . . . In fact, I think I will." He kissed her on the lips romantically. Christen blushed, crimson and kissed him back.

Bathump.

The door began to open. Kisshu got up off of her and stood up. Christen sat up on the bed, still blushing.

Bathump.

"Kisshu, are you in here?" Pai asked. He saw Kisshu standing there and Christen sitting there, blushing furiously. He glared at Kisshu. "You got on top of her and kissed her, didn't you?"

"No, what makes you think that?" Kisshu grinned.

"She's blushing furiously and sitting on your bed." Pai said, "You're a baka, Kisshu." He rubbed his temples. "Has Kilala met her fiancé yet?"

"No, I just barely changed her into an Alien." Kisshu said, indicating the very quiet Christen.

"Who's Kilala? And why is she meeting her fiancé? Is it like a blind marriage or something?" Christen asked curiously.

"You're Kilala. And no. It's an arranged marriage." Pai said.

Kilala gasped. "Arranged marriage?! I'm getting married?! I'm only 13! I'm not even in high school yet! And why is my name changed?"

"Yes, we know. Your name is changed so that it will sound more like an Alien name. Kisshu, take her to meet her fiancé later. First, she needs to change into something more Alien-like." With that, he walked out of the room. But he reappeared for a second. "Oh and Kilala, while you're here, you'll be staying in this room with Kisshu." Then he disappeared again.

"What, are my clothes too clean to be Alien clothes?" Kilala said sarcastically.

Kisshu smirked. "Your smart mouth is going off again." He walked over to the closet.

"I don't have a smart mouth." Kilala muttered.

"Yes you do." He handed her some clothes.

"Not." She looked at the clothes. "Uh . . . these are boy clothes."

"There are no such thing as boy or girl clothes on our planet. We wear whatever we can find."

"Gross." Kilala looked though the clothes. "I have to wear a skirt?"

"Those are shorts." Kisshu hissed.

"Yeah, whatever.." She stared at Kisshu, waiting.

"What?" He tilted his head to one side.

"I'm not changing with you in the room."

"You have to. Pai ordered me not to leave the room except for meeting your fiancé, or for training." He smirked. "In addition, it's my room."

"Ugh, fine. But you can't watch!"

"Fine." He sat on his bed and looked at the wall, smirking.

Kilala took her top off, glancing over at Kisshu every few seconds. Kisshu turned his head to look at Kilala. She picked up a random thing and threw it at Kisshu. It missed and hit the wall. "NO looking!!"

"All right, fine! Jeez, are you trying to kill me?" He took the item–which happened to be his Dragon sword– out of the wall and set it on his bedside table. "Oh, by the way, nice bra." He smirked and snickered.

"Pervert." Kilala took her pants off and put on the shorts that Kisshu gave her. After she was done with that, she turned to look at Kisshu and began blushing furiously. He had been watching her the whole time! Kilala sent him a death glare. She picked up a bunch of clothes at him and threw them at him one by one.

"You PERVERT!! I hate you, you BAKA!!!"

Kisshu grinned. "All right, okay, I'm sorry! I won't do it again!" He snickered. "Nice panties, by the way."

"UGH!! Next time I get dressed, I'm getting dressed in the closet!!"

"Fine with me." Kisshu said, smirking. "We should go meet your fiancé now." He got up, grabbed her by the waist and teleported to wherever Kilala's fiancé's house was.

Yayness! I hope you liked it! I think I'm turning perverted. o.0 Next chapter will be very perverted, due to the fiance. So prepare for that. :-D Once again, I'm going to be evil and ask for 5 reviews before I will post the next chapter. X3333 See y'all later!