From the writers desk…sort of…okay so chapter two is up. I'd like to say thank you to those who reviewed chapter one and I'd like to say that I can't call a character Pudding or Pie or Tart or Lettuce or Mint. Yes I'm aware that Tarb backwards is Brat…so what? He is one, Yes I know Dren backwards is Nerd…here's something you might not know. I wear glasses, I like to read books, I write poetry, and I get decent marks at school. So I'd like to make this clear; it clearly states in this stories summary that I use the English names, if you have a problem with that then the very simple solution is not to read the story. I do not watch the Japanese version of this anime, I live in Australia and no I'm not trying to be racist but I find there voice high pitch and annoying. There have we cleared this up? Good. It is not Kish or Ichigo that I have a problem with it is the fact I can not call a person after a food item and in some cases not a very nice food item. I'm not asking you to continue reading but there is no need to be rude about how it's so crap because I won't use your preffered way. So as I say with everything else in my life BITE ME!! (Beta reader S3v3rusIsMin3, watches as Sadow Danzer storms off) um? Okay well Shadow doesn't own Tokyo mew mew or anything related however the plot is original, (yells down hall) hey Shadow you could just change the names you don't like (ducks as computer moniter comes flying at her head, and Shadows voice carries to her) I'M NOT MIXING THE NAMES!
Zoey moved through the park like a cat stalking prey, slow and steady, black tail twitching ever so slightly. Her ears moved around, picking up on all the smallest sounds. Eventually she stopped under the tree she'd met Dren at and waited, still, as though carved out of stone. Her pink eyes took in everything around her but she didn't hear when Dren silently hovered behind her and didn't notice until his breath passed down her neck as he whispered into her ears,
"Hey Kitty-Cat"
Zoey's eyes widened and she spun around to see the smirking alien land softly on the ground, his arms where crossed and he lent back on the trunk of the tree.
"You!" She snapped, anger flashed in her eyes which only seemed to amuse Dren.
"You're cute when your angry."
Zoey's anger vanished faster than it had come as she blushed viscously but her tail twitched in irritation. "You can't go around kissing girls like that." She hissed at him, taking up a fighting stance. Dren's smirk only grew and he stepped forward, curling his long fingers around her chin and lifting her head so that she was forced to look up into his face.
"If you wanted another one, you only had to ask. Besides the only girl I kiss is you."
Zoey opened her mouth to argue only to be silenced as the alien pressed his lips to hers again, taking advantage of her open mouth to slide his tongue in. As much as she hated to admit it, he was good. She hardly noticed as her knees gave out and the boy slowly lowered them both to the ground his lips still on hers.
When he finally drew back from her she fell forward onto his chest gasping desperately for air, the boy didn't even seem to be affected by it. Her fingers slowly curled and uncurled on his shirt and she watched them in fascination with no control as they pawed at it. As she slowly became more aware of what was happening around her, she noticed Dren's hand slowly running through her hair, twirling it around his fingers slowly as though it was the most precious thing he'd ever seen. Warm breath sent shivers down her spine when he next spoke.
"Comfy there Kitty-cat?" Zoey blinked at him before realizing that she'd pinned him to the ground with her legs and was now sitting in a rather compromising place.
"Didn't think you'd be the dominating type." Zoey blushed and went to stand only to have Dren's arm wrap around her waist and pull her even closer against him. He lent forward to place a kiss on her throat and against her will she felt her breathing quicken. Slowly, his lips moved lower and Zoey's breathing increased.
"Let me go." She whispered, struggling slightly in his grip. Dren only tightened his hold on her and whispered back softly.
"Mmm. No. I don't think I will." Rolling slightly, he flipped them over so that he had her pinned to the ground. His eyes met hers for a second before he focused on her black cat ears. Against her will Zoey moaned as his slightly pointed teeth dragged down the side of her ears lightly, nibbling back up them and causing her to purr. Dren laughed softly and Zoey felt his warm breath on her face. She didn't remember closing her eyes and she opened them to see his eyes close to hers taking in their glazed appearance.
"Kitten." He whispered and she shivered at his possessive tone. Dren's fingers traced down her side, over her stomach and down to her knees before they circled up. Zoey felt herself getting turned on against her will. Her hands curled tightly into Dren's soft shirt, nails digging slightly into his skin. Dren only smirked at her, sliding his hands under the fabric of her skirt. Zoey struggled for a second but stilled as he only traced circles there, not going any higher. Dren's lips brushed her temple before nibbling again on her ear, without thinking she arched against him, feeling his warm skin on her body as his hands crept ever so slightly upwards.
Then he was gone. Zoey blinked and looked around. No one was there, the sound of footsteps reached her ears and startled, she took off, unaware of the alien boy who sat in his tree watching the pink girl sprint into the darkness. He then turned he gaze onto the person that had interrupted his little make out session. Another cyniclon hovered cross-legged in front of him.
"Looks like you where having fun there, Prince Dren." Dren glared at the older boy.
"Shut up Sardon."
The older boy smiled and the air next to him rippled.
"Why was Dren and that pink hag kissing?" Sardon only smiled at the younger boy that had just appeared.
"I'll explain later." The older boy said softly and the youngest one smiled and turned to Dren.
"Hey prince." Dren twitched. Of all the people who had to be sent to help him, it was his ex-baby sitter and the most irritating of all the cynicoln children to ever be born.
"What do you want Tarb?" Dren's voice was short and snappy. Sardon sighed.
"We're here to help our prince fulfill his duty." Dren lent back against the tree.
"Whatever." With a ripple of air he was gone. Sardon sighed and looked in the direction that the pink cat girl had gone.
"Hmm, this might be problematic." Tart looked at him
"I don't get it" Sardon shook his head and rippled away soon followed by Tarb.
Zoey ran the whole way home before collapsing onto her bed tired and warn out she fell asleep and in her sleep her ears slowly faded away and she was dressed in normal clothes.
