demonluver: Sorry guys! Hehe... I've been taking sort of a break so... yeah...

Kisshu: About time too... except for the fact the I break down completely in this chapter.

demonluver: Oh, come on! I think it's sweet! You're showing your sensitive side to Ichigo!

Ichigo: This is weird... why oh why did I sign up for this...?

demonluver: Because I have incriminating photos of you in a bondage outlet trying on clothing.

Ichigo: WTF?! GIVE ME THOSE!!!

demonluver: Sorry, I've given them to Kisshu for... um... safe keeping...

Kisshu: And I use them for things that aren't suitable to talk about in a place as public as this...

Ichigo: Eww....

demonluver: Jacking off? You know you don't have to do that...

Kisshu: Yes I do! We barely got anywhere in this chapter!

demonluver: You told Ichigo a little about you're family! She's getting to know you!

Ichigo: This is gonna take forever... better do the disclaimer. *ahem* Demonluver821 does not own Tokyo Mew Mew! So lawers, if you sue her, she will fight for her story! Nyaa!~

Kisshu: OMFG YOU'RE SO CUTE!!! *glomps*

demonluver: Keep it PG-13 guys!!!... Who am I kidding... ON WITH THE STORY!!!

Ichigo sighed as she rolled over again. It had been only a week ago that she and Kisshu had made love for the second time. Feeling an unnatural sense of restlessness, she jumped out of bed and put on her clothes.

Opening her window, the mew expertly jumped out and landed softly on the ground. Stretching, she found herself wandering to the park where Jagaimo first attacked her.

Ichigo sat down on a bench only a few feet away from where she drank Kisshu's blood. Leaning back, she rubbed her temples.

"Hello there." She heard an eerily familiar voice. "Never thought I'd see you here, Mew Ichigo."

Said mew spun around frantically. "Jagaimo!" She shouted, glaring at the Cyniclon behind her. "What are you doing here? Kisshu said-"

"Kisshu?" Jagaimo interrupted. "That fool?"

Ichigo felt strangely furious. "Kisshu-kun is no fool! What is your relationship with him?!"

Jagaimo laughed. "Kisshu-kun?!" He shrieked. "You're addressing him in such a way? Oh, Mew Ichigo... You have no idea, do you?"

Ichigo faltered. "No idea?"

Jagaimo smirked. "You don't know... such a pity..." Stalking towards her, the Cyniclon looked puzzled. "Although I haven't the faintest clue WHY Kisshu would wish to hide such a thing from you, whom he claims to love."

Ichigo growled at him. "Oh sorry, did I strike a nerve?" He sighed. "You know, I have been looking forward on experimenting on you... it's such a shame that Kisshu saved your life... Seeing as the Mews are so rare..."

"Hmm..." Jagaimo mused. "The mews... I wonder..." He turned to Ichigo. "Tell me, do you honestly think that one of us would try to save THEIR lives?"

Ichigo glared at him. "Don't. You. DARE." She hissed angrily. Jagaimo raised an eyebrow.

"And who would stop me? You? A mere human, a love slave to my little brother?"

Ichigo's heart stopped. "Little-"

"JAGAIMO!" Everyone's heads turned towards the furious voice of Kisshu. "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU PLANNING TO DO WITH HER?!" He jumped between Jagaimo and his lover.

The older man laughed. "Ah, it's been too long."

Kisshu growled. "Far too soon, in my opinion. I swear to god, if you've even put one scratch on her..."

Jagaimo shook his head. "Relax, I haven't touched her yet."

Kisshu grabbed Ichigo protectively. "Stay the hell away from her..."

Jagaimo scoffed. "How utterly pathetic. You're at the back and call to this human wench. Our father would be ashamed, were he still alive."

Kisshu summoned his swords. Ichigo clutched his arm. "Kisshu, why haven't you mentioned this before?" She could feel his arm tense under her grip.

"Because I didn't KNOW until about a week ago." He glared at Jagaimo. "Apparently, he is the bastard son of my father's mistress. My father disowned him after I was conceived."

Jagaimo's face lost its joking manner. "You truly are a fool." He said angrily. "No wonder. Like mother, like son."

Kisshu launched forward and held his sword to Jagaimo's throat. "Don't you EVER talk about my mother that way, got it?!"

Jagaimo laughed. A sick, twisted laugh. "Oh my, I forgot. That bitch was dead before you could wipe the drool from your chin."

Kisshu's fist connected with Jagaimo's face before anyone could blink. The alien staggered back, grinning perversely. "Aww, did I hit a nerve?"

Giving a yell of fury, Kisshu readied himself to strike a death blow with his sias. He then felt two arms grab him roughly and pull him back. "Damnit Ichigo, don't stop me!"

Ichigo glared up at him. "Killing your own brother?!"

Kisshu growled. "Better him then you." She shook her head.

"No! You're not a killer! Just let Pai and the others deal with this!" Kisshu turned to the red-haired beauty, a pained expression on his face.

"Ichigo... he killed my mother."

Her eyes widened as she stared at him. "What...?"

Jagaimo laughed, insane as ever. "Finally found out, did you?! Took you long enough!"

Kisshu looked forward, his jaw set in a hard line. "You took away the most important woman in my life." He grabbed Ichigo and pulled her close. "I will not allow you to do so again."

Jagaimo's eyes narrowed. "The people will not stand for this. Our sovereign falling in love with our sworn enemy. This'll be a riot." He laughed. "I can't wait."

Kish yelled as he threw one of his daggers at his half-brother. Jagaimo teleported away. Kisshu cursed.

"Fuck..." He muttered. Ichigo looked at him, and gasped to see tears brimming his eyes. "Why...?" He collapsed to the ground, out of strength. "Damn it..."

Ichigo squeezed him tightly. "I'm so sorry..." She said softly. "If I had known, what that man was to you..." Kisshu buried his head in the folds of her chest. "It is in no way your fault."

Kisshu looked up to her, his eyes red. "I should have done something." He growled. "I should have been able to do SOMETHING..." Ichigo grabbed Kish and pulled him back into her, feeling sadness overwhelm her.

"Do you want to stay with me tonight?" She asked him. Kisshu looked up, and Ichigo was unable to read his expression. "If I can do anything to make you feel better..."

"Tell me Ichigo..." Kisshu muttered. "Am I only sex to you?"

Ichigo shook her head. "No way! That is not what I meant! I want to be there for you! You mean so much more to me then that..."

He smiled. "M'kay Ichigo..." Kish said as a wave of drowsiness swept over him. "I'll stay at your place... might as well..."

Ichigo hoisted him up so that he was leaning on her shoulder. "My house is only a few blocks away..." She mumbled as she began to walk.

Kisshu mustered a weak laugh. "I can t-tele...port..." His head hit her neck several times.

Ichigo glared in annoyance. "You don't have to be a big strong man all the time. Your body has already pushed its limits, what with your crying and all." Kisshu fell silent. "What is it?"

"A man should... never cry in front of his woman..." He muttered softly, embarrassed. Ichigo reached over and squeezed his hand.

"I don't care if you cry in front of me, Kish." The green-haired alien looked up at her in shock. "What now?!"

"You... you didn't deny... being my woman..." He muttered in awe. Ichigo blushed.

"Of all things to worry about, THAT'S what you're saying?!" Kisshu nodded, a smile back on his lips. Ichigo sighed in frustration.

"I can't believe this..." She said slowly. Kisshu's expression turned puzzled. "I thought my life was screwed up when I became a Mew, but... everything I worried about was so trivial, but you..." Ichigo looked at Kisshu pointedly. "You've been through so much, your mother dying, your half-brother being a psychotic asshole, and on top of that..." She trailed off.

"On top of that...?" Kisshu sighed. "On top of that, I've fallen in love with our sworn enemy." He laughed bitterly. "My life sucks..."

Ichigo groaned. "Don't say that!" She looked at him angrily. "I, for one, am very happy that I met you Kisshu, never forget that! You've shown me love, and happiness of just being together, and..." She blushed. "I think you're teaching me how to be a better person."

Kisshu's face turned pink as he turned away. In actual truth, he was grinning ear to ear, which was saying something.

'She complemented me.' He thought giddily. 'My Ichigo ACTUALLY complemented me!'

While Kish was having his vacation on Cloud Nine, Ichigo stopped in front of her house. "We're here." She told him. Kisshu snapped out of it.

He slid out of her grasp, able to stand on his own now. "I may not be able to teleport..." Kisshu muttered. "But I sure as hell can fly." He grinned widely, showing off his canines. "Let's go!" He grabbed her as they flew up into her bedroom window.

Ichigo laughed gleefully. "Kisshu-kun! Be careful! What if my parents wake up?"

His mouth quirked. "Hold on a sec..." Kisshu closed his eyes, muttered a few words, and Ichigo suddenly couldn't hear the traffic outside or the tree hitting her window. She looked at Kisshu for an explanation.

Kisshu grinned. "Noise canceller." He stated, sitting down on her bed. "No one can hear us, and unfortunately, we can't hear them. But if your parents see me, I'll just mind-wipe them again." Kish yawned. "I am a bit tired though. Won't you join me?" He patted the spot next to him. "It will be so nice not to sleep with a knife by my bed for a change."

Ichigo sat down, startled. "What do you mean, 'knife by your bed'?"

Kisshu laughed. "Come now, Ichigo." He said, lying down onto her pillow. "I'm first in line for the throne. You don't think there aren't people out to get me?"

She faltered. "No, but..." Ichigo lay down, with her head on his chest. "That's just... it sounds depressing..." She cuddled him.

Kisshu sighed, and Ichigo could feel the rise and fall of his chest. Closing her eyes blissfully, she held him close. "It is, but what can I do about it? I can't just abandon my birthright."

Ichigo looked up at him. "Why not? Is there a law or something?" Kisshu growled.

"No law." He said darkly. "However, given the circumstances, if I back down, Jagaimo is next in line."

Ichigo felt herself stiffen up. "No." She curled her hands into fists. "That's horrible. What about your people?!"

Kisshu looked down at her, surprised. "You care?" He asked, stunned.

"Of course I care! The entire Cyniclon race under command of that... that madman! That's the worst, Kisshu, you'd make a far better king..."

Kisshu grinned. "From anyone else, hearing something like that would be normal. But from you..." He leaned down to kiss her forehead. "It truly is an honor."

Ichigo blushed. "It's just my opinion..." She grumbled, slightly embarrassed.

Kish laughed. "And I treasure it." He wrapped an arm around Ichigo. "Let's go to sleep, kay?" His only response was a loud yawn. He chuckled. "Night love." Kisshu leaned back and drifted off.

Ichigo lie awake for a bit longer, contemplating things. 'What on earth is this feeling in my chest...?' She thought, confused. 'Longing? Desire?'

'Passion...' Whispered a little voice in her head.

'Passion?!' Ichigo thought, incredulous. 'How can I even think that?! God save me from feeling PASSION for Kisshu!'

The voice sighed. 'You felt it, you moron. Remember? Every single time that damn SEXY alien has kissed you, he's kissed you senseless.'

Ichigo shook her head and pulled the covers up closer. 'I... don't know what to think...' She thought sadly.

'He's not going to wait forever for you to fall in love with him, you know that, right?' Ichigo squeezed her eyes shut.

Rolling over, Ichigo wrapped her arms around Kisshu's waist and pulled him tightly into her. He opened one eye groggily.

"Neko-chan? I thought you were tired..." Ichigo shook her head. "Are you scared? I swear on my life, Jaigaimo will not touch you." She gave a muffled 'no' into Kish's chest. "Then what is it?"

"I just... wanted to be close to you, that's all..." She mumbled. Kisshu blinked, then felt a huge grin break across his face.

"Alright then kitten." He hugged her closely and nuzzled his face into her hair. "Go to sleep, you look so tired, precious..."

Ichigo mustered a nod as she rested her ear on Kisshu's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. Sighing happily, she drifted away.

'You know you like him...' The voice piped up softly. Ichigo was too tried to deny it anymore.

'Oh Kisshu...' Was her last thought as she drifted away.

Kisshu: Okay, I'll admit it. That was... sweet...

Ichigo: What the hell? Why do I have a little voice in my head?

demonluver: I was wondering when you were going to ask me that. You see, that voice is the spirit of every single Kisshu/Ichigo fangirl who has been deprived because of your damn SCHOOLGIRL CRUSH on that stupid MASAYA!!!

Kisshu: Hey, weren't you planning on writing a 'Kill Masaya' fic? You know, where you get requests for ways to kill him off, and write sets of oneshots?

demonluver: Oh yeah... I almost forgot... hmm... I know! If I get up to 50 reviews for this, I''ll start that, okay?

Kisshu: FIFTY REVIEWS?!?! OMG READERS PLEASE RATE!!!! I WANT TO SEE THAT BASTARD DIE!!!!!

Ichigo: They're going crazy again... better call the cops...

demonluver: Shut up Ichigo. Go make out with Kisshu or something -.-

Kisshu: YAY! Read and rate people!!!