Ichigo: What... the... fuck...

Kisshu: Come on kitten! It's not that bad!

Ichigo: FOR YOU MAYBE!!!

demonluver: Don't forget all of the fangirls.

Ichigo: DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE?!?!

demonluver: Come now... you can't honestly still be in love with Masaya-baka

Kisshu: You know, one of the people who reviewed gave Ichigo a HUGE HONKING LIST why I'm better then that bastard. Thank you pinky-fluff!!!

demonluver: We owe you one!

Ichigo: Oh, come on!!! Masaya has good points!

demonluver: Name five.

Ichigo:.....

demonluver: Thought so.

Kisshu: Demonluver821 does not own Tokyo Mew Mew!

Ichigo: But sue her anyway!

demonluver: You're just saying that! You're still totally in love with Kisshu.

Ichigo: I AM NOT!!!

Kisshu: *sigh* Unfortunatly, denial doesn't suit her...

demonluver: Thank you, Angel of Randomosity! On with the story then!

Ichigo pulled her coat tighter around her in the cold March air. She walked out of the school, sighing unhappily. Finals were just next month, and considering that she had barely ANY time to study, what with her job and moonlighting as a mew mew, Ichigo was quite worried.

She sighed and looked up at the sky, unwillingly wishing to see a blur of green and brown.

"Kisshu..." Ichigo muttered forlornly. It had been a long while since she had seen him. Alright, it had only been a week, but it felt much longer. Surprisingly enough, he hadn't attacked her or her friends at all since she first drank his blood. They had some random attacks from Pai and Taruto, but nothing serious.

"Momomiya-san!" Ichigo's head whirled around, and for just an instant, thought it might have been Kisshu. Then reality sunk in. Kisshu would never address her so formally.

"Good afternoon... Ayoma-kun..." She said, slightly annoyed. Why was it HIM and not Kisshu? "How are you?"

"How are you? He countered. "Are you having any more headaches?" Ichigo shook her head.

"No, not at all." She smiled. "Did you want anything?"

Masaya nodded. "Yes, actually. I was wondering if you'd like to come with me to an amusement park? I got these free tickets yesterday, and seeing as all of my friends were busy, I wanted you to come with me."

Ichigo's heart leapt in her chest. But more out of irritation then love. "I'm sorry. However, I need to meet with someone today." She said with a slightly icy edge to her voice.

Masaya noticed nothing. "Oh." He said, disappointed. "Boyfriend?"

Ichigo blinked. "N-No..." She mumbled. "He's not my boyfriend." However, Ichigo was unsure as to whether she was trying to convince Ayoma or herself.

Masaya, forever oblivious, smiled happily. "Ah, that's alright then Ichigo, maybe later!" He headed off.

Ichigo sighed in relief. 'What are you doing?!' She asked herself. 'He just asked you on an honest-to-goodness DATE! And you turned him down. Again.'

'Oh, shut up.' Said the Kisshu-fangirl voice in her head. 'Masaya is completely dull, you'd be yawning on the roller coasters, for Pete's sake. Or do you not remember the last time you went out with him? You were thinking about Kisshu the entire time!'

Ichigo blushed. 'Wait a minute...' The voice mused. 'Hasn't it been almost a month? You know, since the two of you-'

'I KNOW!' Ichigo interrupted. 'Don't remind me...' Images from the last time entered her head and she covered her flaming cheeks.

'You like him, you like him...' The voice taunted mercilessly. Ichigo rubbed her temples in frustration.

"I don't like him, I don't like him..."

"Are you talking about that tree-hugging wimp, kitten? Because if you are, you've just made my day." Ichigo spun around to come face-to-face with the green-haired alien of her nighttime fantasies.

"Kisshu-kun!" She shouted, immediately snapping her out of her inner turmoil.

He grinned. "Thinking about me Ichigo?" She forced herself to scoff.

"Don't count on it." She muttered. Kisshu frowned.

"Are you okay Ichigo?" The pink mew looked at him angrily.

"No I am not okay! You're so frustrating! Masaya just asked me out on a date, you know? And I refused! Why? Because I can't stop thinking about you all day! It's driving me crazy!" She grabbed her head in her hands. "I just can't hate you anymore!"

Kisshu stared at her, his face betraying no emotions at all. "So are you saying that I'm the reason for your lack of interest in that stupid adolescent? That I've been invading your thoughts, fueling your fantasies and causing you to fall out of love with your schoolgirl crush?"

Ichigo nodded vigorously, she was done pretending. "YES!" She practically screamed.

Kisshu grinned. "Well then..." He mumbled. "I suppose you are falling in love with me..." Ichigo blinked, she expected him to be angry.

"What?"

He chuckled. "Come now honey, you don't honestly think that you could be feeling this way just because I am 'frustrating', right? You're falling for me, plain and simple." Ichigo stared at him for a few seconds before turning away uncomfortably. She didn't like where this conversation was going.

"Can we just... get this over with Kisshu? I've had a long day..." He smiled.

"And let me guess..." He mumbled, pulling her in close to him. "You want me to relieve you of your stress? Ichigo..." Kisshu smiled and tilted her chin up. "You could have said so sooner." He kissed her, pouring all of his emotions out to her.

Ichigo whimpered slightly as she clung to the green alien, molding her body into his. Kish smiled and thought of his desired location, very specifically, his bedroom. They teleported away.

They broke the kiss, panting, as they fell onto Kisshu's bed, with Ichigo under a very hungry-looking Kish. "You look tasty..." He muttered. "You know, I've been reading up on human mating rituals..." Kish's hand traveled to the table by his bed and he picked up a book.

Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "The Karma Sutra?"

Kisshu grinned. "One in particular interested me, so..." He picked up what looked like oil from the table. "I got strawberry flavored oils. Apparently it's edible."

Ichigo's face flushed in anticipation. "Is that all?" She asked, deliberately trying to act bitchy.

With a suggestive smirk, Kisshu shook his head. "Not at all love. I also got these." He held up a can of whipped cream and a thong. "Edible panties. Don't you love the sound of it kitten?"

Ichigo moaned in anticipation. "But it'll take too long for me to change into this..." She pouted.

"Not to worry." Kisshu snapped his fingers, and immediately Ichigo's clothes were replaced by his strawberry flavored lingerie.

"Now now..." He muttered as he pressed his body against Ichigo's naked and trembling form. "You look even tastier, my precious." The pink mew flushed.

"Stop it..." She shyed away in response to his teasing. Kisshu smiled and shook his head.

"I mean it." He opened the jar of massage oil. "You look good enough to eat." He dipped both hands into the liquid, and then gripped Ichigo's breasts. Rubbing them so as the oil would soak in, Kisshu reveled in the fact that Ichigo was finally his.

"You're gonna eat me?" She asked suggestively. Kisshu smirked.

"Hell yes." His head swooped down to her perked nipple, licking it in order to taste the strawberry goodness. Ichigo moaned and arched her back, pressing her breast even further into his mouth.

"I-Ichigo..." He mumbled, mouth ravenging her. Ichigo gasped at the marvelous sensation of his mouth traveling all over her.

"Kisshu... Kisshu-kun..."

Ichigo squirmed as his mouth and hands made their way down to her hips. Licking his lips, Kisshu pulled at the strawberry-flavored underwear.

"You jerk..." Ichigo muttered. Kish looked at her in confusion. "I'm almost naked, and you're still completely clothed..." He laughed.

"That's easily fixed, my lovely kitty." He snapped his fingers, and Ichigo could now see exactly what she was doing to the green-haired prince.

"Kish..." He captured her lips again, and Ichigo could taste strawberry on his tongue. Their mouths moved together in a mix of pleasure and passion. Ichigo's arms wrapped around his waist, then, almost as if it had a will of its own, one of her hands traveled lower to feel up his firm butt.

Kisshu broke the kiss to stare at Ichigo, shocked by her boldness. "Ichigo..." He said, dumbfounded. The pink mew blushed.

"Don't look at me like that..." She muttered. "I'll lose my nerve." Ichigo's hands dipped into the jar and she began spreading the strawberry oils all over Kisshu's chest. Her mouth touched his skin, and Ichigo began lapping up as much as she could.

Kisshu moaned. "Oh Gods... Ichigo...." Her actions were sending shivers down his spine, and he could feel himself going hard as his mind clouded over with pleasure. "My Lord..."

Smirking deviously, Ichigo grabbed the can of whipped cream. Kisshu raised an eyebrow in question. Ichigo merely laughed in response as she spread it all over his throbbing erection. Kisshu grinned in realization.

"Ichigo honey... how very kinky..." Ichigo rolled her eyes.

"In human terms, handcuffs and dirty outfits are 'kinky'." Kisshu's eyes widened.

"I'll be sure to remember that." Ichigo laughed. Then, growing impatient, her mouth came down onto the whipped-creamed member.

Kisshu gasped and clutched the bedsheets as Ichigo's mouth sucked hard on his. He emitted sharp moans as she swallowed the whipped cream.

"Shame..." Ichigo said mildly. "There's not anymore..." Kisshu growled.

"Not on me, there isn't." He flipped her over onto her back. "You, however..." He grabbed the can and spread the white cream over her clit. "I do believe that you have not been properly ravaged yet." Kisshu's tongue licked her entrance. Ichigo gasped in pleasure at the unfamiliar sensation.

"K-Kish..." His tongue invaded her, licking her and tasting her for all she was worth. Ichigo felt herself shaking. "I'm going to..."

"Say no more." Kisshu interrupted as he readied himself, then thrust into her. Ichigo gasped, but more from pleasure then pain. Kisshu looked at her face, which showed absolutely no sign of discomfort. "So, you've gotten used to my size, have you?"

Ichigo blushed as she pulled him down by the hair. "Kiss me..." She moaned in need. Kisshu obliged, rocking back and forth within her. Ichigo sighed happily. She felt herself coming, and this time let go.

"That was so gentle..." Ichigo sighed out. "Are you getting bored of me?" Kisshu chuckled.

"Call on me anytime, my love, and I shall show you just how aggressive I can be." He said as he finished, pushing his body through the limit and finally ejaculating. "I can be rough next time, if you like..." Kish leaned down to whisper into her ear. "I read of a very interesting position, the 'Doggy Style'. Would you like to try that next?"

Ichigo felt her face flush. "I'm not sure." She spoke softly, he was still rocking inside of her. "I rather wanted to try out handcuffs and maid outfits." She smirked. "I could call you 'Kisshu-sama'."

Kisshu let out a shuddering breath. "I cannot tell you how much I had been longing for you to call me that..." Ichigo smiled, then grunted slightly as he pulled out of her. She whimpered at the loss of warmth.

"We shall have to decide that by next month." Kisshu grinned, showing of his canines. "Or, whenever you have need of me, day or night."

Ichigo smiled and snuggled into him. "I've got finals coming up, Kish. I need to spend all of my spare time studying."

"And what better way to study?" Kisshu asked imperiously. "I am very distracting, you know." Ichigo smiled.

"Oh, Kisshu-sama..." She said teasingly. "Could that be it, or is your performance merely... lacking?"

Kish's eyes narrowed. "Oh no?" He asked her, slightly miffed. "Tell me, Ichigo, have you ever reached an organism twice in one night?" Ichigo shook her head, eyes twinkling. "Well, neither have I. What a fun challenge."

He rolled her over, so that she was facing away from him. Kisshu's hands fondled her breasts, tugging at them and squeezing her nipples. Ichigo felt her legs grow weak and her entrance grow wet.

"Kisshu!" The alien lifted her up roughly so that Ichigo was on her knees. She arched her back and moaned as his strong hands worked their magic, one on her breasts and the other giving her clit sweet torture.

"Call me Kisshu-sama." He bit down on her neck and sucked hard. Slowly, his member entered her. "Say it."

"Kisshu-" Ichigo gasped as he thrust into her, hard. "Kisshu..." Kish pulled out and rammed into her again. She gave a small scream.

"Say it, Ichigo!" He yelled, grinding their hips together. Ichigo screamed.

"Kisshu-sama!" They came at once, both gasping. Ichigo fell down onto the bed, too weak to carry on. Kish pulled out and lay down next to her.

"Still think... that I am... inadequate?" He managed to gasp out. Ichigo mustered a weak giggle.

"Come now honey... I was only teasing..." She said happily. Kisshu laughed and pulled her close.

"I love you..." Was the last thing Ichigo heard before she fell into a blissful sleep.

Ichigo: I am forever scarred.

Kisshu: That. Was. AWSOME!!!

demonluver: Thought you'd like it.

Ichigo: How much more indignity must I suffer?

demonluver: Well, in the next chapter I'm planning on making Kisshu tie you up and magic you into a hentai maid outfit... either that, or your Mew Ichigo costume... DAMN IT!!! I CAN'T DECIDE!!!

Kisshu: What a dilemna!!! Why don't you ask the readers to review and cast their vote?

Ichigo: You're kidding... Don't I have a say in this?!

demonluver: You lost you're say in this when you brutally REJECTED Kisshu in the series. This is called Karma, and it's a bitch.

Ichigo: You're the bitch...

demonluver: And I'm awsome like that. Anyway, I'll be taking in requests for Ichigo to be in a maid outfit or her Mew Ichigo costume... or something totally different. I'm open for suggestions. However, I REFUSE to write ANY MORE until I get at least 20 reviews.

Kisshu: You're bluffing. You love writing this.

demonluver: I mean it! I wont write anymore until I get at least 20 reviews!!! Even if I have to lock my laptop away!

Ichigo: Give her what she wants folks...

Kisshu: I KNEW IT!!! YOU WANT THE STORYLINE TO CONTINUE!!!

demonluver: End!!!