demonluver: Hey everybody! I'm finally back with an upload for 12 Months!

Kisshu: DEMONLUVER! Thank God, I thought you had abandoned this story!

demonluver: No way in hell! I love this story!

Ichigo: Wonderful... more torture for me...

Kisshu: Come on, you know you love me!

Ichigo: Well, I... uh... that is, it's not really like... um...

demonluver: Would you just shut up and jump him?

Kisshu: *holds out arms* I'm all yours...

Ichigo: No, no, no, no, no!

demonluver: Are you fucking kidding me? That is a Kisshu fangirl's dream right there! In fact, I'm going to draw it! *starts drawing*

Ichigo: Um, demonluver? He is going to wear clothes in this, right?

demonluver: Heh heh heh... no promises...

Ichigo: Eep...!

Kisshu: Um, Ichigo, you've seen me naked before, remember?

Ichigo: Well, yes, but...

Kisshu: Thought so, time to do the disclaimer.

demonluver: Okay then, demonluver821 does not own Tokyo Mew Mew, because otherwise Kisshu would get his GODDAMN SHOWER SCENE!

Ichigo: ...what?

demonluver: Every hot guy in Tokyo Mew Mew has a shower scene except for the aliens~ What the hell is their problem?

Ichigo: Um... lets just start the story...

Kisshu took in a deep breath and knocked on the door. There was silence for a few moments, but then it opened to reveal his father's secretary.

"Master Kisshu..." She said softly. "I...such a visit... we weren't expecting you."

"I seek council with my father." Kisshu said slowly and formally. "Can you tell him I've arrived?" The Cyniclon woman nodded abruptly and walked into his father's study, leaving Kisshu alone in the small room.

The green-haired prince sighed as he rubbed his temples. He had been up rather late the night before pouring over old books, searching desperately to find anything that could help him with the peace treaty between his planet and Earth.

The doors to his father's room opened abruptly, forcing Kisshu out of his sleepy haze. "Your father will see you now." He followed his father's secretary into the dimly lit room.

The tired man looked up wearily. He had green hair, which had faded from the color of forest to a dull green over the years. The wrinkles on his face were prominent in the light, and in his hands were papers that planned out scheduled attacks on the major Earth cites.

Kisshu took in a deep breath. "Father..." He said as he slowly made his way towards him. "I finished some papers regarding the peace treaty between us and the humans."

The king shot a glare in Kisshu's direction. "Kisshu, you can't be serious. I told you there's no way in hell that we're going to just stand by and let the humans get away with ruining our home world."

"But Earth isn't our world anymore father!" Kisshu protested. "We had a good life back on our planet, before the ecosystem took a turn for the worse. If we could use the Mew Aqua for restoring our planet instead of trying to take over someone else's-"

"Enough Kisshu!" His father stood up. "This isn't a debate! The humans are violent, selfish creatures who care about no one but their own. There's no other way!"

"Have you ever TRIED reasoning with them?" Kisshu asked indignantly. "We just attacked without consulting their world leaders to find any hope for peace! Our people are tired father! There's only so much that 'hope' can make them do!"

Kisshu's father pounded a fist on the table in front of him. "Damnit Kisshu, you've gotten too soft!"

Kisshu shook his head in defiance. "Father, you've got to let go of the past! Deep Blue is taking advantage of you anger! This war is going to destroy us! How many fatalities have there been today?"

His father looked weary. "In the war, or on our home world?"

Kisshu gave a groan. "Do you understand what I mean? There's been enough death already!"

His father turned his head away. "We have to do this, Kisshu. We're all going to die either way. At least we'll go with a shred of honor..."

Shaking his head, Kisshu put a hand on his father's shoulder. "That's not the case. There are humans that would like to help us repair home world. Mew Ichigo said-"

Suddenly, his father became an entirely different man. "You fool!" He stood up and looked at Kisshu with a rage. "You've been with that human wench again, haven't you?"

Kisshu growled. "Ichigo is no wench, father." He said with clenched teeth.

Angry, his father stood up and paced around the room. "I knew it was a bad idea, allowing someone of your stature among them. I thought you would be loyal."

Kisshu shook his head. "I am loyal father! I want to find a solution for our problems in ways that aren't as destructive as an all out war!"

"This isn't the way!" His father shouted. "I can't believe you would be foolish enough to believe that simple whore's lies. I know that you've been sleeping with her, and I'm absolutely fine with that, but if you let her get to you-"

"I'm in love with her, father." The older man's words were cut short.

"You... what?" He asked, dumbfounded.

Kisshu sighed. "I'm in love with Ichigo, father, and I had been for some time before I had to begin sleeping with her."

Kisshu's father looked at him, hatred filling his core. "This is nothing more than... an illusion. You'll forget about her in time."

Kisshu shook his head. "As soon as she's safe from this stupid war and Jagaimo, I'm planning on marrying her." Kisshu hung his head. "If she'll have me."

Kisshu's father brought his fist back and pummeled Kisshu with all of his might. He fell to the floor, wind knocked out of him. "I raised my son to be better than this..."

Kisshu rubbed his cheek. "Father-"

"Silence!" The old man turned his back to Kisshu. "You are no son of mine."

Kisshu stood up quickly. "This is foolishness!"

His father turned him. "Don't address me so informally!"

"I love Ichigo, why can't you understand that!" Kisshu felt himself close to tears, something he hadn't felt ever since his mother died.

"There's nothing to understand! The humans are horrible creatures and you've fallen in love with one?" His father pounded his fist on the table.

Kisshu bowed his head low. "Mother would have understood."

His father faltered, than glared at him. "Don't you DARE use her against me."

Kisshu sighed. "You know it's true." His father sat down at his desk again. "Mother would have loved Ichigo..."

Kisshu's father stood up. "Your mother loved everyone Kisshu! That was her downfall!"

Kisshu growled. "No, it was because you shacked up with some whore and produced my insane half-brother!"

Kisshu's father gave him a roundhouse kick to the chin. Kisshu toppled over as his father pressed his foot on Kisshu's neck. "Don't ever let me hear you mention Jagaimo again." He said coldly. Kisshu struggled beneath him, choking. Before Kisshu passed out, his father removed his foot. "Leave me." He said in a voice that was barely more than a whisper.

Kisshu struggled to get up, feeling a slight bruise forming along his neck. "Very well." He turned to the door. "I understand that you've been prejudiced for too long to see reason now..."

Kisshu left the room, and his father, behind him.

Ichigo stared out of the window of her classroom, already bored in the first week of school. 'Damnit...' She thought sadly. 'I wish Kisshu was here...'

She took in a deep breath and slumped back in her chair as her teacher tried to explain the chemistry experiment that they were doing the next day. Ichigo twirled a lock of hair with her finger and took another longing glance at the window.

Her heart stopped for a fraction of a second as she saw Kisshu outside her classroom window. His hand was on his hip, with a smirk playing on his lips. Ichigo nearly laughed in relief; she had missed him so much.

Hardly able to contain her excitement, Ichigo waited as patiently as she could for the bell to ring. As soon as it did, she practically jumped out of her seat and bolted to the door.

Ichigo headed towards the roof, searching for her alien lover, but with no luck. Sighing unhappily, she headed down the stairs.

Masaya was at the bottom. "Ichigo-san!" He greeted her, smiling.

Ichigo forced a smile. "Aoyama-kun, I haven't seen you in a while!"

He smiled at her some more. Ichigo shivered. It was kind of creepy. "I was on vacation in America. The people there have strange customs." Masaya chuckled.

Ichigo nodded. "I'm sure..." She said, trying not to be rude. "I have to head to P.E. now, though."

Masaya tilted his head. "Ichigo-san... the gym is on the other side of school..."

Ichigo blinked, than gave a shriek as she sprinted as fast as she could across her high school campus. The late bell rang, yet she kept going until she reached the changing room, where her teacher was getting ready to lock the doors.

"Duus Sensei!" Ichigo shouted. Her teacher turned around. "Gomen!" She apologized as she bowed down low. "I got lost and couldn't get here in time even though I ran as fast as I could but I thought I saw someone and he wasn't there but I-"

Ichigo's teacher stopped her. "It's alright." Duus said. "Since it's the first month of school, I'll let you in alone to change, alright? Just try not to be late again."

Ichigo nodded vigorously. "T-Thank you sensei!"

Duus nodded. "Don't mention it..." She unlocked the door and Ichigo ran into the locker room, door swinging shut behind her.

Still gasping for breath, Ichigo headed to her locker, already taking off her school uniform to change into her P.E. clothing.

Two hands snaked around her waist. "Need help with that?" Kisshu asked as he unbuttoned her blouse.

Ichigo smiled and tried to turn around. "Kisshu!" She said happily. He smirked and pressed Ichigo against the locker door, her back to him.

"I've been thinking about you..." Kisshu whispered into her ear as he slid the dress off of her shoulders. Ichigo shivered. "I've wanted to spread your legs wide open and fuck you as hard as I can..."

The pink mew felt a blush on her cheeks. "Kisshu... what are you doing?"

Kisshu grinned. "I'm trying out 'dirty talking' Ichigo, bear with me." Ichigo gave a small nod. His hands roamed around her waist to grope her breasts. Biting her neck gently, Kisshu practically tore open the front latch.

"You like that, don't you?" He mumbled as he squeezed her. "You just love it when I play with your tits..." Ichigo gave a longing whimper. Kisshu chuckled.

"I know you do..." He pinched her nipples tightly and pulled on them. Ichigo thrashed around, gasping.

"K-Kisshu!" Ichigo could feel his mouth on her neck and his hands hitting all of her nerve endings. She gave a slight squeal as he reached one hand onto the crotch of her panties.

"Oh yeah, you're just so wet right now, huh?" Kisshu said through clenched teeth, finding it hard to control himself. "You just want me to take your panties off right now and fuck your tight little pussy, don't you?"

Ichigo managed to nod as Kisshu slipped his hand underneath her underwear. He could feel her core against his fingers, as well as the heat radiating from it. Stroking her gently, and getting a moan in response, Kisshu pushed one of his fingers inside her. Ichigo could feel him pumping his finger in and out of her, and when he pushed another in, she felt her legs spreading even farther open for him.

Kisshu smirked at this. "You just want me to shove my huge cock into you right now, don't you?" Ichigo nodded as he removed her underwear entirely.

With Kisshu hoisting her up, Ichigo was pressed firmly against her locker, legs almost unable to support her weight anymore. Her alien lover toyed with her clit again with his fingers. "You want me to fuck your pussy?" He asked her mildly. Ichigo nodded desperately. Kisshu laughed again. "Oh no Ichigo, you're gonna have to say it..."

Ichigo whimpered. "Please... Kisshu, I need you inside of me...!" She bit her lip to keep from screaming in frustration. Kisshu chuckled.

"Oh no, kitten..." He whispered darkly into her ear. "I want you to beg me to fuck you..."

Ichigo panted, already quaking with the need for him to be inside of her. "K-Kisshu..." She whispered. "I need you... to..." She blushed, embarrassed to say anymore.

"Ichigo?" Kisshu inquired. "You need me to do what?"

"F... Fuck... my..." Ichigo whispered in a voice that Kisshu could barely hear.

Kisshu smirked, enjoying this. "What was that? I couldn't hear you kitten..."

Ichigo pressed her body against him. "I need you to fuck my pussy as hard as you can, Kisshu! Fuck me with your hard cock!" She screamed out desperately. "Please, damnit, I want you!"

Kisshu, even though he was shocked that Ichigo actually said it, thrusted into her with all his strength. Ichigo gave a deep moan as he pumped in and out of her. "Fuck me... fuck me hard..." Ichigo whimpered. Kisshu was more than happy to oblige.

Ichigo leaned back against him as he rammed them both into the wall. Kisshu's hands traveled up to play with her breasts as she rode him. The red haired girl gave out screams of pleasure.

"Kisshu... Kisshu, I... ah!" Ichigo screamed as she climaxed. Kisshu continued to pull in and out of her gently until she stopped. Stroking her cheek gently, Kisshu muttered sweet words into her ear until she calmed down.

"You alright hon?" Kisshu asked as she leaned against him.

Ichigo giggled. "Yes, I'm alright, Kisshu." She turned around. "That was fun, Kish, I love-" Her eyes widened. "What happened to your face?"

Kisshu had two welts on both of his cheeks, and Ichigo could make out another one on the underside of his chin. Squinting her eyes, she could also see a bruise along his neck.

Ichigo grabbed hold of him. "Kisshu, did Jagaimo try to kill you?"

Kisshu blinked. "Wha-?" He shook his head. "Jagaimo, no. My father and I had a bit of an argument..."

"Argument? Kisshu, you look horrible!" Ichigo stroked his face tenderly.

"Kisshu chuckled. "Thanks a lot, koneko-chan..."

Ichigo pulled back, realizing what she said. "Oh no, not like that! I just meant that your wounds look bad!" Kisshu raised an eyebrow. "I, I mean... that those look like they should be treated... and... you, I... argh!" Ichigo smacked her forehead.

Kisshu laughed. "I know what you mean..." He wrapped his arms around Ichigo and pulled her close. "It's a shame I'm not pretty anymore..." He joked.

Ichigo stuck out her tongue. "You never were a pretty boy, Kisshu-kun!" Kisshu smirked.

"Oh really?" He pulled her closer, eyes glinting. "Then what would you call me, kitten?"

Ichigo thought for a moment. "G-Gorgeous." She blushed at the expression on his face.

Kisshu was slightly dumbfounded for a few seconds. Then began grinning ear to ear. "Well, it's not my fault I'm so good looking..." He tilted Ichigo's head up. "And sorry I couldn't kiss you more during sex, I just didn't want you to see me like this..."

Ichigo pulled his face in and kissed Kisshu gently. "It's not like I care that much about how you look..." She grinned. "Just don't ever change..."

Kisshu kissed her again. "Well then..." He whispered into her ear. "Why don't we have some more... oral action...?"

Ichigo shivered slightly. "If you insist..." She muttered, acting coy. "But afterward, be sure to tell me EVERYTHING that happened with you and your father, alright?"

Kisshu gave a slight groan. "Then I guess I'd better make the foreplay nice and long, shouldn't I love?"

Ichigo giggled. "Alright then, but I'm not going to forget..."

Kisshu grinned widely. "I adore a challenge..." He pounced on her.

And that was the first day that Ichigo skipped an entire school day.

Masaya walked down a narrow alleyway, smiling like usual, excited about something totally unimportant to the three shadowy figures stalking him.

"God, I hate that smile..." Ryou muttered angrily. "Can't wait to wipe it off his face..."

Meredith giggled. "Let me have the chance too, I'll make it so that he sure as hell won't be able to wear white on his wedding..."

Ryou grinned sadistically. "I call first dibs."

Meredith smirked back. "I'll help you out the second time."

Jagaimo patted both of their shoulders. "You'll both get to have your turns with that boy, once I capture him."

Ryou looked at him curiously. "What do you need him for anyway, master?"

Jagaimo sighed. "He's got the right genetic makeup for an experiment I've been planning." He said as he took out a vial of sleeping gas from the pocket of his robes. "For years now, I've created the illusion that there is a God by the name of 'Deep Blue' who wishes to aid the Cyniclon in their conquest of Earth. All I need now is to change that boy from a human to a Cyniclon, and then give him all of the Mew Aqua I've collected."

Meredith smirked. "Then, once we conquer Earth and dispose of the king and his idiot son, nothing will be able to stop us..."

Ryou grinned. "Then let's take the pretty boy out..."

Jagaimo smirked as he opened the vial of sleeping gas. "Don't get too excited Ryou..." He muttered as he threw it at Masaya. "You and your new sex toy can have all the fun you want as soon as we get back..."

demonluver: Ooh, I wonder how this'll go down!

Ichigo: You're gonna write a foursome...?

demonluver: No, actually, Jagaimo's gonna sit out the Masaya rape scene

Ichigo: You're gonna have Masaya RAPED?

demonluver: What? Rat bastard deserves it!

Kisshu: True that...

Ichigo: That is so... so...

demonluver: Sick?

Ichigo: Yes!

demonluver: You haven't realized by now that I'm insane?

Ichigo: Shit...

Kisshu: I can't say that I'm looking forward to this...

demonluver: You get to see him cry.

Kisshu: Cant wait!

demonluver: Heh heh... next couple of chapters, some serious shit is gonna go down... *maniac laughter*