I was sitting in Ryou's living room, (The one near the foyer.) staring at he clock. Akuro said she would come at six, and it was almost seven. I looked over at Ryou who was in the kitchen cooking something. (Probably dinner.) I got up and walked over.

"Need any help?" I asked looking at what he was making.

"No, but thanks."

"Are you suuurre? Cause you know I went to school for this stuff, right?"

"Oh, surprise surprise. Look who's interested in the culinary arts." He smiled while taking an onion an starting to chop it into tiny little pieces.

"So chef, what we makin'?"

"Risotto ala Milanese with Grilled Tiger Shrimp."

"Mmmm, yum." I watched him cook for a little book. Refraining myself from touching anything, even though the temptation was killing me. He finally noticed me staring at him.

"What?"

"Nothing." I answered quickly turning my head away.

"No tell me, I wanna know." He laughed.

"You're cutting your unions to big." He laughed.

"Trust me, they're fine. I've made this dish hundreds of times." He insisted.

"Well then you've done it hundreds of times wrong." I said.

"Fine, you think you can do it better? Show me." He demanded handing me the knife.

"Fine, I will." I said smiling. Dahmn I love to cook. I started slicing the onions really fine and small.

"I have to say, I'm impressed." Ryou complimented. I smiled.

"…You've gone thirty seconds with a knife and not killed ayone." He finished taking the knife from me. I laugh gasped.

"You really think I can't cook." I stated the obvious, crossing my arms defensively.

"Well you couldn't cook eight years ago, so I'm pretty sure you can't cook now."

"Are you saying my raspberry tart I made that one time was terrible?" I questioned staring him down.

"…Yeah that was pretty grows wasn't it." I laughed.

"Grows? Psh, please. Mint almost threw it out before she took it to my table because she thought it was trash."

"Haaayy. I worked hard on that." I pouted, but I couldn't help but smile… Ryou was being his old self again.

"Yeah whatever, just go sit in the living room like a good little girl." Ryou said taking the knife away from me. I sighed.

"Fiiine, but you're doing it wrong; you need me." I smirked. He laughed.

"Here let me help you." I put my hand over his to grip the knife he turned to me to say something but didn't. I realized how close we were. My nose was brushing up against his. I could feel his body heat warming up my skin. And I felt this weird, tingly feeling in my chest. I searched his deep blue eyes for some type of explanation to his feeling; but he seamed just as stunned as I was. I let myself go closer, just to see if well- my thoughts were cut off as his lips met mine. My lips felt tingly and warm. A shiver ran down my spine but I wasn't cold. I wanted more. I greedily went to knot my fingers through his hair and push his face into my so I could deepen the kiss when I hear an:

"Whoa, guys- get a room." I pulled away, embarrassed. I looked to see Zakuro standing in front of us with a smile on her face. I'm sure my cheeks were a radiating shade of crimson. I looked at her face and there was no trace of that hideous bruise she had on her a couple hours ago. That's the beauty of makeup. I felt real sorry for her though.

"Nice to see you again, Zakuro." Ryou wiped his hands free of any food that might be there on his jeans before shaking her hand a bit awkwardly in a hello. She gave a tight smile then let out a laugh.

"What, no hug?" Ryou smiled ad pulled her in. "It really is nice to see you again." He said with a smile. They dropped the hug and Zakuro took a step back, probably noticing the little differences to his face that I had.

"It's nice to see you too."

"Even though this is such a nice moment here and I'd hate to brake it up; we have some business to take care of." I cut in, taking Zakuro by the wrist and leading her over to the kitchen table. I sat down.

"Okay so here's what I know: For some reason Kish ad his brothers sent aliens to earth to attack us. But nine of us got our powers back; which is weird because whenever we have a problem with the aliens, our powers are suppose to come back, right?" I said then turned to face Ryou who was slowly walking over to us. He sat down.

"Well yeah, pretty much. But why would Kish send an alien to come and attack us? We've had nothing but peace between our planets for years." Ryou stated. Zakuro cleared her throat.

"But, what if one of the mew mew's attacked them; that would give them a reason to attack us."

"I guess, but none of us have our powers; how would we even get to their planet." Zakuro shrugged.

"It was just a theory." She crossed her legs.

"What we have to do is contact all of the former mew mew's. I could probably make a formula in my old lab that would send the animal cells in your bodies into over drive. Which would boost their growth supply making your powers come back. I'm not sure how long it'll last for; but I know it'll work."

"I thought you destroyed the mew mew café." I had said it like a question.

"Everything but the basement; you really think I was gunna destroy all those years off research?" He looked at me like I was stupid. I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face.

"You're such a nerd." I laughed. Suddenly I heard a beeping noise and watched Zakuro pull her phone out from her purse which she had put on the floor. The second she flipped open her sidekick her face fell. She angrily punched in a text, shoved the thing back into her bag and her eyes started to fill with tears. I watched as a bitter expression came over her face, trying to stop the tears from falling.

"Okay well, there's just one problem." We both looked over at her. "I don't exactly have time to go save the world; I have a movie to film." She picked up her bag and shoved it over her shoulder as she got up and stormed out of the house.

"Zakuro!" I called after her and went to get up when Ryou pulled on my arm so I would sit back down.

"Let her go." He said in a low voice. Zakuro had practically growled at us before, as if we had seriously pissed her off. Realization hit me as I guessed who it was that had just texted her, the same guy who made half her face purple. I sighed and looked over at Ryou who looked as if he was about to ask me what that was all about. I shook my head.

"Believe me, you don't wanna know." I said pretty much to the table. I slowly got up and started to walk up to my guest room; suddenly I wasn't too hungry…

As I got up to my room I laid down on the bed and pulled the sheets over myself. I started to think about how different my old mew mew pals could really be, and how badly I missed them all. Hyper almost annoying but cute Pudding. Conceited a bit stuck up, but lovable trust-worthy Mint. And what a good, kind friend Lettuce was... And before I knew it, I was dreaming…