...okay, i caved. here's the next chapter ;D :

"Thanks again for letting me stay with you Ryou." My eyes panned over the amazingly huge mansion again. Right now we were in the hallway, and it was still gi-nourmous.

"Sure, no problem. I live in this place all by myself and it's got about five extra bedrooms so it's really no big deal." Finally we stopped in front of another white painted door. He opened it.

"You can sleep in here until we sort things out." He flipped on the light switch and as each light turned on, a huge soft pink and whole guest bedroom unfolded before my eyes.

"Whoa." I said.

"Well, goodnight." He turned to leave but then I grabbed his shoulder so he wouldn't.

"I really have missed you Ryou." I said, because, well, it was true. Sure he seamed a little different since I'd seen him last; but he was still Ryou. I'm sure that strong thick headed –ness is still down in him. Before I knew it he'd be ordering me around and getting me pissed off in no time.

"Yeah, I've missed you too." We sort of just looked at each other for a while before I smiled and pulled him in for a big hug.

"See ya in the morning." I said before walking into the guest room.

"Yeah, see you then." He said, hands in his pockets. I smiled before shutting the door. God I was tiered. I walked up onto the platform in the room with the soft pink bed and let myself fall backwards on the queen-sized mattress. I was so comfortable I could just fall asleep here…

In the morning I woke up to the smell of pancakes. Sitting up I stretched my arms out then smiled. Whoa, I can't believe Jake got up before me. He never gets up before me. And awe, he's making me pancakes, how sweet of him. I looked around suddenly real frightened… Why was my bedroom pink? Wait, this isn't my bedroom; realization caught up with my head as everything flowed back to me. The trip, the alien, and then… Jake's death. My eye's hurt as I forced myself not to cry. A couple slipped but, I knew I couldn't go down stairs looking like a horrible mess. I didn't have time for people to feel bad for me. I had a loved one to revenge.

I got up and walked over to the door and opened it. I started to think as I walked down the clean crisp white hallway. The only way to get my revenge was to gather up the old mew mew crew. I didn't have my powers anymore; but my old friends did. And they could help me get back at Pie Tart and… Kish. I tried to swallow down the knot that was forming in my throat as I started going down the stairs. Why would Kish do this to me? I thought he wanted my happiness. This is a sure hell of a way to make me un-happy. I hate him! Why would he kill Jake!

Now I was pissed as I started down the next flight of stairs. I wanted to rip his heart out like he did to me. Kish was a dead alien; that I knew for a fact. Then as I walked threw the foyer and across the first living room I broke. What am I saying? I can't kill Kish, no matter how badly I want to… I fell into the couch and started to weep. Jake, if you can hear me I miss you so much. Please come back. I can't live without you…

"Ichigo?" I heard a voice call from the kitchen. I picked up my head and quickly whipped the tears off my face.

"Yeah, I'll be right there." I answered back. I got up. I had to stay strong. I sniffed, then walked into the kitchen with a smile on my face. It felt so wrong being there... Hard and cold.

"Good morning Ryou." I said dancing over to the table.

"Wow, you cook?" He just stared at me with a ' you're kidding me, right?' look on his face. Wow I'm stupid.

"I know, I know, you were the owner of a restaurant; I get it." I laughed feeling like a retard. He laughed back at me. See, faking that everything's okay works. I told myself.

"Nice hair." He laughed roughing his fingers threw it playfully.

Flash back

"Morning sunshine." He said reaching up and ruffling up my hair playfully.

"Love the hair." Yeah my hair gets kinda messy when I sleep. I smiled.

"Oh shut up," I said whacking him lightly on the arm

"Ichigo? Ichigo are you okay?" Ryou's voice brought me back to the present.

"I-I'm so sorry. I have to go, I'm not so hungry anymore."

RYOU'S OV

Then she just got up real fast ad ran away.

"What'd I say?" I whispered to myself getting up to go after her.

"Ichigo! Ichigo wait-" I heard a slam. I walked past the foyer near the front door where the first bathroom was. I knocked on the door.

"Hay, are you okay in there?" I asked. I didn't get an answer. I just heard sobbing. As much as I wanted to go in there and somehow try and make her feel better I couldn't. I jiggled the doorknob. Yep, locked.

"I'm sorry Ryou; it's just… I miss him so much." Wow I'm an idiot, of course. This is about that Jake guy. After all he only died two days ago. God you're so stupid, Ryou. Why was I acting like this? All awkward and not sure of myself. I'm not even acting like the old Ryou she knew. I'm not ordering her around; I'm not being rude… Maybe I'm not the same guy I was eight years ago.

I sighed, sort of pacing back and forth with a hand on my forehead. Okay, I need to get her mind off this. After all it's my fault she's crying right now. I probably reminded her of something about Jake. I looked around me but couldn't find anything that gave me an idea. Then finally my eyes found something.

ICHIGO'S POV

I was sitting on the toilet probably looking like such a mess in front of Ryou. It wasn't his fault and I was probably making him feel horrible. But I just miss him. I miss when Jake use to ruffle my hair and call me sunshine. I miss him not being able to cook and me having to teach him. Well, actually it wasn't teaching he just stood there the whole time then pretended like he helped. I sort of smiled threw my tears. I miss that; so, so badly.

All of a sudden I heard the sound of something sliding on a smooth surface. I took my head out of my hands for a second and saw the newspaper on the floor of the bathroom right in front of me. Huh, Ryou must of slid it underneath the door… But, why? I picked it up, sniffing and whipping my cheeks off enough so I could almost see. I read the title.

ZAKURO IN A MOVIE?

Zakuro? My face brightened. Zakuro Fujiware! I miss her so much. Wow, she's in a movie? I read a bit of the long article on the front page. It was talking about how Japans top model is going to be doing a movie and has highered Japan's finest acting coach to help her do it. I read the name of the studio producing the movie. It was only a few blocks away from here- I had to go see her. I got up off the toilet and slowly opened the bathroom door.

"Ryou?" I said in a quiet voice. He was standing not to far away from the bathroom. He looked over at me.

"Thanks." I said wiggling the newspaper in my right hand. He shrugged.

"No problem."