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Please respect me as the writer of this story

All other rights go to Mia Ikumi and Reiko Yoshida

And Studio Pierrot, TV Aichi, Tv Tokyo and Noriyuki Abe

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Sorry 'bout that. But I do want some of that money

Series: Tokyo Mew Mew

Characters: Momomiya Ichigo, Ikisatashi Kisshu, Shirogane Ryou, Akasaka Keiichiro, Fon Purin, Midorikawa Retasu, Aizawa Minto, Fujiwara Zakuro, Ikisatashi Pai (Mentioned), Ikisatashi Taruto (Mentioned), Honjö Miwa (Not Mentioned), Yanagida Moe (Not Mentioned), Aoyama Masaya (Not mentioned)

Couples: IchigoXKisshu

Also PaiXRetasu, PurinXTaruto, ZakuroXKeiichiro, RyouXMinto, (slight MiwaXMasaya, MoeXOC)

Rated: T

Genres: Romance/ Humour

Words: 4651

Finished: 26-2-2013

Time: During the series, after episode 26, before episode 37

Chapter 4

There she laid, his goddess. Her chest moving up and down in a steady rhythm as she slept peacefully. Everything that happened today was behind them. Today was unimportant now; the only significant thing was that finally she was with him. Many things may have happened, but they didn't matter any more. The only thing that mattered was him and his goddess. His Kitten, the most perfect being he ever met. She may have flaws, she may be human, but she was perfect. Oh so much more perfect than the one she for some reason adored. He would never understand what was so perfect about HIM. But that was unimportant from now on. She was now with him. And eventually, she would also be his. He would wait, how hard that may be, he would wait. For she was the perfect angel he was destined to meet.

He sat there, his forest green hair was hung loosely around his pale face, one knee propped up so he could rest his head as he watch her sleep. So peaceful, her whole body lay so still. Her red hair fell around her, a few strands having fallen in front of her face. Bothered how they disrupted his view, he slowly floated towards her and ever so careful removed them from her face. He let his hand wander through her soft hair shortly, but then quickly retreated, afraid she would wake up. He wanted her to sleep a little longer. She was perfect, especially when she was awake, but now she needed to sleep, so much had happened. The boy floated back to his chair, which creaked slightly by his weight, it was an old chair. The green haired boy stopped moving, afraid the sound had awoken the girl. But she continued to sleep, and the boy let out the breath he apparently had kept.

He once again focused on her, his golden eyes intent on never letting her go. He always wanted to watch her. To be with her, to hold her, to love her. She was his everything, he didn't know how it became that way, but it was so now. At first he hated it, a feeble human had actually managed to steal his heart, but then, gradually as they met more often, he saw that it had to happen. The way she was, it was so beautiful, so amazing. There may be no actual word for it, but she was great. Fantastic, amazing, perfect, she was it all. She was everything. His everything and he would always treasure her.

But even knowing this, and telling Ichigo this every time, seemed to make no difference in the way she felt about him. She always seemed annoyed to see him, angry sometimes too. That was probably because he was often attacking during one of her 'very important date with Aoyama-kun'. The alien teen was certainly smart enough to know that a girl would dislike that very much, but he couldn't help it. He just couldn't control himself when she was around the Annoyance. He wanted everything that boy had, but he knew that that boy wouldn't giver her up easily. Even if he didn't know exactly what he was giving up.

In other words, things were very complicated on his side, and he hadn't even started on his duty, which also lay in the way of his love. It seemed unfair to him, why did he have to fight so hard for his happy ending, while the Annoyance simply had to lift his finger, and the redheaded cat-girl came running to him. She would do everything for him. She would help him with his ideals, which are annoyingly good for the Earth, and that makes Kisshu unable to hate him for that. She would care for him, when he is hurt. She would love him, even if he didn't love her... like Kisshu would love Ichigo, even if she didn't love him.

Why is love so difficult and painful? 'I think I'm starting to understand why Pai decided to keep his emotions on a minimum level, even if the green mew is making it harder and harder for him.' Kisshu thought, smiling gently at himself as he stared at his shoes. His mind went astray from his former thoughts to how his older companion and friend would always act when he was around the gentle girl, and how he had reacted those few times the green haired alien had mentioned her. It was cute, and he was happy someone managed to stir free a few of the older aliens' emotion. And the lilac haired teen even seemed to have a chance with the girl, more so than Kisshu had with Ichigo at the moment, but that would change soon, so no need for jealousy.

'You can say that again, Kisshu' the alien thought to himself, his smile faltering, and his eyes glazed over in thought and mild annoyance 'but you still don't know how to get her to even like you. Maybe you should first try to come up with an idea for that, and then start thinking of your companions' love life.' An annoying voice that really sounded like his own told him mockingly. Almost like it was gleefully rubbing salt in his open wounds.

But, as annoying as it is, the voice was right, there were more important things than his companions' love life (to him at least), and she was laying right in front of him, fully asleep, and probably dreaming about her being happy with the Annoying Tree hugger.

The golden eyed boy immediately felt depressed at the thought, and tried to get the picture that the thought had formed out of his head, by thinking up plans. After a bit, a sly smile crossed the boys' face as many lovely (and a few less lovely) ideas flashed in front of his minds' eye. The upcoming few weeks were going to be great, Kisshu predicted

The young red head started to stir a little, her dream was starting to fade away from her grasp. When she slowly started to reach consciousness, Ichigo couldn't help but think back upon her dream. It seemed so unrealistic now, the way she had behaved, felt and thought all seemed fake and unlike her. But the way the two boys in her dream had acted was also strange. Almost as if their characters had been reversed.

Masaya, her Masaya, had been really angry for no reason whatsoever. Or maybe he had and she had missed that reason, but nonetheless, he was more angry than he had ever been. He acted a lot more like Kisshu does when he is angry, and if it wasn't for the voice and face she saw, she may as well have dismissed him as Kisshu. But it was frightfully obvious that it was indeed her beloved boyfriend that had acted this way. But what mostly frightened her was the idea that Masaya may actually act like this when he is really angry. Ichigo has, in fact, never seen him be really angry, so the cat-girl has no way of telling whether the possibility is true.

Kisshu, on the other hand, it was possible to say that it was simply a dream version of him. Why she would dream about him acting like that was beyond her, or rather, why she was dreaming about the green haired alien was beyond her.

Fortunately for Ichigo, her thoughts upon this were soon fading together with her dream, and she could focus on more important things, such as enjoying the wonderful feeling the bed she was laying on gave her.

But the more conscious she became, the more she felt like she was forgetting something, and the more she felt like she could very well be in danger. Yet there was still a side, a voice maybe even, who kept telling her that there could be no danger if she was laying in such a wonderful bed, and Ichigo felt more inclined to follow that voice, than her voice of reason.

'And anyway, If Kisshu wanted to kill you, he would've done so in your sleep.' A content voice purred in her head.

The redhead was about to agree until the statement got through to her, and memories of what happened before her strange dream came rushing in. The Cat-girl's snapped open, and her body instinctively jerked upwards in a sitting position, which proved to be a mistake, as she immediately felt dizzy and she felt a big headache coming up.

"Waah" *Thump*

Ichigo slowly turned her head towards the sound, in fear that her head would hurt more if she moved to quickly, the heavy pounding already making her feel dizzy. But when her eyes met the reason for the sudden sound, her eyes widened in surprise and slight amusement, and she had to quickly stop herself from smiling.

The Alien boy was laying on the floor, both his legs in the air, having taken the chair he sat on earlier with him during his fall. His eyes were still wide with shock, and his body was tense and twitched every now and then.

'I must have taken him by surprise just now.' Ichigo thought, and she giggled shortly, until her eyes widened in realisation, and her smile turned into a frown.

'Serves him right!' Ichigo thought bitterly. 'He was probably watching me while I was sleeping, that pervert.' She instinctively crossed her arms before her chest in a protective manner, while glaring down at the green haired alien.

After a few seconds, the teen laying on the ground finally recovered his senses and tried to sit up, which, in his current position, turned out to be easier said than done, especially if you don't want to lose face at the same time. After finally managing to get to a sitting position, Kisshu rubbed his head, not that such a small collision with the ground could really hurt him, but he still felt the throbbing pain. Then the young alien boy looked up at his now temporarily room-mate and saw that she was glaring at him in distaste.

The Angry look on her face immediately made him forget the pain in his head, and the well-known aching pain in his chest returned. 'Does she always have to glare at me?' Kisshu thought sadly, wishing that at the very least, the girl in front of him would look at him normally, with a happier emotion than hate and distaste. Her happy and loving faces would come eventually afterwards. But the knowledge that it could still take a while before any of that would happen was starting to sink in.

The two of them just stared at each other, one simply unsure of what to say, and the other afraid of angering the first. Golden eyes stare into brown eyes, and brown eyes wander around the room, trying top NOT look into the golden eyes. There was a tense feeling in the air, as the two sat in complete silence. Ichigo gulped loudly.

Kisshu's stare only intensified with curiosity, expecting her to now continue fill the room with sounds. Feeling more and more uncomfortable by the minute, the young redhead finally managed to mutter a 'Where am I?', although she had to do her best to resist a scared whimper, showing weakness in front of her enemy would like losing face in front of Aoyama-kun, something that should be prevented at all cost.

"Ah, in my room." The alien said nonchalantly, as if it was the most mundane thing in the world. Kisshu kept staring at his Koneko-Chan, as she slowly started to understand what he said, her face reddening by the second. His eyes narrowed in amusement, and he started to grin slightly, still loving the way she always looked when she got angry, her red face fitting her equally red- or magenta hair. 'Although the fact that you anger her all the time is probably one of the things she dislikes about you.' a small voice in the back of his mind, which Kisshu always chose to ignore in spite of the good advice, muttered mockingly. A flash of annoyance crossed his face, before being replaced by a look of delight as his show began.

"What do you mean in your room!?" Ichigo screeched as loud as possible as everything finally dawned upon her. She glared hatefully towards her kidnapper, who, after smiling, shrugged simply, acting innocent. This made the Cat-mew fume even more, and she sprung up to try and hit him, momentarily forgetting the fact that she still had a headache and felt rather dizzy.

But fate has a very funny way of making sure you remember those simple facts, as the dizzy spell Ichigo felt that moment made her topple over right into the green haired teens expecting arms.

Kisshu laughed happily, changing his hold on his favourite mew so that she sat on his lap, with her the right side of her face pushed against his chest. Keeping his hands on her waist to hold her close, he lowered his head to mutter in her now cat-ears "Gotcha!" while grinning happily. He felt her twitch in surprise, and actually started to feel the heat radiating from her face.

Ichigo was very embarrassed. No, embarrassment would be an understatement, this was way beyond that. First she fell face first into his chest, and now she is sitting on his lap, face pushed against his chest, with him scratching her one of her ears. Not only is it embarrassing that she let this happen, but the fact that it makes her purr in delight is also embarrassing. What about preventing to show any weak point at all cost, what happened to that way of thinking. Stupid, accursed cat instinct.

Also, it would seem that growling while purring makes for a very interesting and funny noise, she learned then. As when she tried, Kisshu once again laughed at her.

After having finally stopped laughing at the sound his girl made, Kisshu looked down upon Ichigo, seeing stare ahead stubbornly, apparently forbidding herself to move her eyes. He couldn't help but sigh, the thought of hugging her like this more often already slightly mending his broken heart. He laid his head on hers, slightly rubbing his cheek against her head. His eyes turn hazy as her scent enters his nose, prickling his nostrils. A soft, almost humourless laugh passes his lips. If only...

"I love you." Kisshu mutters, unable to keep the words, and the emotion tied with them, in. moving one hand to stroke her beautiful red hair, getting completely caught in the moment.

But, unfortunately, Kisshu's 'I love you' fell on deaf ears as Ichigo woke up from her inner turmoil, angered at the outcome of the conversation between her and, well, cat her.

'Why are you always angry at him.'

'Because he makes me angry.'

'Are you sure it isn't because you're actually angry at yourself for losing yourself into him so easily, while you should be fateful towards Aoyama-kun.'

'What! No! I mean I am fateful to Aoyama-kun. I mean... I.'

'Ah, unsure of what to say, then that means I'm right.'

'No that it doesn't, it... it just means that I'm unsure of what to say.'

'Desperately wanting to be right. Need I say more.'

'Alright, I'm angry at myself, but it's still because of his infuriating ways.'

'Still desperate, come on kid. Even if you don't want to say that you love him, heck, even if you don't want to say that you like him that way, you should at least agree with the fact that you care for him.'

'…'

'Point taken. You don't have to tell him, though. Not yet at least. Just admit it to yourself, it'll make being around him easier, probably.'

This was how the conversation went, and it angered her greatly. Why would she admit something to herself that isn't true. And what did voice mean with 'yet' and 'probably' anyway.

She had enough already, of that voice, and of Kisshu. Especially Kisshu, with his annoying infuriating way of acting around her. She knew he was lying, he had to. He just had to. The though was enough to make her angry enough to really try and get out of his grasp, although it also made her teary-eyed.

"I don't!" Ichigo screamed angrily, tears threatening to fall down. She finally managed to get out of his grasp, and she pushed him down at the same time. She turned around to see him propping himself up with his hands, looking at her in surprise. He obviously hadn't expected her to do any of this. He probably hadn't even heard what she said. He now just sat there, once again rubbing his head in slight pain, a confused look evident on his face. Golden eyes looking at her questioningly, mouth opening to ask an obvious question. But Ichigo would have none of it.

"I don't Love you, or even like you! I don't care about you! I really dislike you! Why wouldn't you get it, and leave me alone! I know you're lying!I know it so don't deny it!" She screamed, more tears falling down with every sentence. She didn't know why she was crying and why she felt so sad. She didn't know why there was a lump forming in her throat, or if she was even angry. She just knew she had to get all these emotions out.

"J-just-" Ichigo began, hiccuping slightly, but Kisshu broke her off.

"No." He stated simply knowing what she wanted and he would not agree with, especially as long as she would hate him, or 'dislike' him as she had so nicely put it.

Ichigo's tear stained eyes widened, and she looked at Kisshu still sitting form fearfully, his somewhat angry response scaring. She knew that when angered Kisshu could be very dangerous, especially when he's angry because she rejected him. And angry, he was, his narrowed golden eyes slitted and glaring at her, his mouth a thin line, his face completely unmoving, and she could've sworn she heard a growl erupting deep in his throat.

"I'm not taking you back. As long as you'll stubbornly lie to me, you're staying here." The angered alien said, slowly rising up to his feet.

"W-what," Ichigo began fearfully, the beginning of her sentence giver her enough courage to continue "what do you mean, lie to you? I didn't lie!"

"Then why are you crying!"

"How should I know."

Growling, angry, slitted, golden eyes try to stare down red, tear stained, brown eyes.

After what seemed like an eternity, Kisshu sighs, muttering 'fine' under his breath, and walks past the Cat-Mew. When he was just behind her he turned his head slightly.

"I'm going to get us something to eat. In the meantime, you stay here and think of what you did." He scolded slightly. He then teleported away.

Ichigo stood still in the middle of the room for a few seconds, the bleary green coloured room looking even blearier, before falling to her knees and burying her face in her hands sobbing loudly. The now unmade bed in the middle of the wall, and the fallen chair giving the room a slight messy look, rather than it's usual simple look. Only the drawer and desk were left untouched, in the half hour everything transpired.

'You are aware of the irony that if you had listened to me , not that you ever actually do, you would've avoided this mess, right?' her inner voice mocked her slightly, while still sounding concerned. But Ichigo couldn't care less.

"SHUT UP!" her muffled cry resounded in the bare room.

'Calm down, making you more upset is the last thing I want to do right now, especially seeing as you still have to figure out why you're upset.' The voice tried to console her, but Ichigo ignored her. She just wanted to be alone. She didn't want to think again, she just wanted to be alone and cry.

X-x-x-X

A/N: But wait, there's more!

X-x-x-X

"What did you say!" Ryou screamed at the top of his lungs, startling the chef and purple mew mew, while the green and yellow mew mew whimpered. The blue mew mew was still fiddling with skirt, unsure of what to make of to do with the knowledge that her best friend was kidnapped by the enemy.

The Monkey and the Porpoise, too, didn't know what to say anymore. They had already told the story of what happened in the alley twice, but Ryou wouldn't stop asking, his anger at losing the strongest member obvious.

Keiichiro walked forward and put a hand on Ryou shoulder, startling the blond genius, and said: "Calm down Ryou, you're scaring the two." Ryou first turned towards his most trusted companion, before turning to the two girls, finally seeing the scared look on their faces. Rubbing his forehead slightly and closing his eyes, he breathed in and out a few times, before reopening them again and stare at the blue haired girl who hadn't said a thing since coming calling for back up this late-afternoon.

A look of shock and insecurity on her face, she sat in the chair in front of a window, and she had stopped fiddling with her skirt after Keiichiro had spoken to him, and was now just holding it tightly. Finally noticing that someone was looking at her, the bird mew's head rose to meet his stare with a sad one of her own. He never thought he'd actually see Minto acting like this about Ichigo's disappearance. Apparently she cared more about the red head than she lets on. But then again, the same thing is true for him.

Sighing again he turned towards the purple haired girl in the door opening. She stood there stiffly, her arms crossed underneath her chest. A look of worry for her red haired companion, but also concern for the blond haired and the green haired girl, Zakuro immediately returned his stare with her own, knowing that for now, getting Ichigo back would not be an easy task. She gave him an encouraging smile, a rare feat for the stoic girl, but then again, this was a rather unexpected turn of events anyway.

Finally returning to the green haired and blond haired girls in front of him, he noticed that their state of health was not optimal. Except for the many bruises and scratches, the two each had quite a few of individual injuries. Especially Retasu's head wound was something to worry about, not that Purins broken arm was not important. And Keiichiro had said that Purin that they both may have a concussion. The fact that they managed to answer all his questions could be considered a miracle, and Ryou finally noticed how cruel he had been to the girls.

"No, nevermind. For now, you guys should have the rest you need. Keiichiro, are you able to take care of them, or should we take them to a hospital?" Ryou asked Keiichiro, who quickly shook his head at hearing the word hospital.

"While their injuries are extensive, the risk that the doctors find out about their changed genes is too high. It'll be better if they stay here, so that no one finds out about your identities. Luckily your injuries are within my license." Keiichiro smiled encouragingly at that.

Ryou sighed in relief, at least they won't have to worry about that.

"Of course, the time to heal may be a bit longer because I don't have all the right equipment, and extra time can range from a few days to a week before they are really able to fight. So you better expect the recovery period to be at least eight weeks." Keiichiro said quickly, hitting the rest of the rooms occupants with the harsh truth.

"So we have to leave Ichigo in the hands of that psycho for at leas eight weeks." Minto screamed, standing up. The outburst came as a surprise , as she had been silent for at least eight hours straight, and everyone turned their heads towards the blue haired teen. She stood stiffly, her legs separated slightly, her fists clenched with her right one pointed to the ceiling.

"I don't like it either, Minto." Ryou said finally, after the surprise ebbed away. The two stared at each other, and mint lowered her right arm and unclenched her fists, once again looking insecure about the situation. Ryou sighed before continuing: "But we have no choice. We can't focus on saving Ichigo anyway with two mews out of the way, and two mews trying to protect the rest of the world against the Chimera Animals that will still be sent towards us. Something tells me that Kisshu acted on his own, and that Pai and Taruto are unaware of our disadvantage. We'll be busy enough for now, but we will come up with a plan to save Ichigo."

Walking forwards, Ryou put both his hands on Minto's shoulder, and she, having looked down because of her foolishness during his speech, looked into his eyes. "I promise." Light blue eyes and dark blue eyes stared into each other shortly, while muttering a small 'Shirogane-san' before turning to the rest of the room.

"Shirogane-Oniichan is right, Na No Da~" Purin managed to say, although she had to grit her teeth in pain. "But Purin hopes Ichigo-Oneechan manages to keep herself safe. It wouldn't surprise Purin if Ichigo-Oneechan angers Kisshu at least once, and he may not control himself." Purin managed to continue, before groaning in pain.

"And who knows, maybe Ichigo manages to free herself." Keiichiro said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Well, let's leave you two alone for now so you can rest. Minto, Zakuro are you two staying here?" The blond genius already knew the answer to the question, but he felt that he had to ask it anyway. When the two girls in question nodded, Ryou let a smile show and said: "Alright then, you two will sleep in my room, and Keiichiro and I will sleep downstairs. (they are in Keiichiro's room now) Keiichiro, will you help me with the mattresses." Keiichiro nods "Tomorrow we'll discus what to tell your parents."

"Although I did already let the fact that your hurt slip to your sensei, Purin-san, and your parents too, Retasu-san, so you don't have to worry about it. They trusted me when I said that i'm a legitimate doctor to more common injuries, although your parents said that they would like to visit tomorrow to see if they would rather have you in a hospital than here, Retasu-san." Keiichiro told the injured duo, to which a drop of sweat appeared on Ryou's forehead.

"Couldn't you tell a little earlier, Keiichiro." Ryou muttered under his breath as the four uninjured people slowly left the room. "I had forgotten." Was Keiichiro's simple reply, and Minto, Retasu and Purin all laughed at that, albeit painfully by the latter two, and even Zakuro showed a smile at two geniuses idiocy.

"Damn you , Keiichiro." Ryou grumbled under his breath.

"Ichigo, Masha misses you." The fluffy pink robot said, while now also fluttering out of the room.

"Eh, I hadn't even noticed him, Na No Da~" Purin said blankly, momentarily forgetting her pain at the strange scene that had just unfolded in front of the two.

"Me neither." Retasu agreed, also having momentarily forgotten her pain. The two looked each other for a few seconds before deciding to just forget it and get some more sleep.

TBC

CC: My...hands...are...DEAD

Minto: Don't complain, you wuss. You wanted to give the readers more to read because it took you so long to write this.

CC: So emotional in the story, so rude here, woe me.

Mugi: Maa~ Maa~ Maa~

CC: Mugi! What the hell are you doing here?

Mugi: Weren't you planning on writing a K-On story.

CC: Not before I finish my other stories, you probably picked the wrong door.

Mugi: Ah, Well then, until then. Yuri-goggles-away! * disappears in a flash of rainbows *

CC: There aren't even any Yuri couples here. * Mutters * as far as I know at least.

Retasu: What?!

CC: * Still Muttering * Maybe I can make a small MintoXIchigo moment

Kisshu&Ichigo: WHAAT

Kisshu: Get that out of your head Bluebird, she's mine * Hugs Ichigo and growls possessively *

Ichigo&Minto: What do you mean yours?

Ichigo: Eh?

Minto: Just~ helping you.

* Far in the distance you hear a giggling, a Mugi like Giggling *

CC: That's it for now, 'till next time Y'all

Computer: * Screen fades to black *

*Screen fades to colourful rainbow *

Mugi: Yuri-goggles-away *whispers * For real now.

Very sorry for the looooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooong delay, I hope it wouldn't take as long to get the next chapter read, but I wouldn't make any promises. Thanks for all the wonderful reviews, follows and favourites. You guys are too nice for me *cries *. But do continue reviewing, and tell me about any mistake you see, I still have much to learn.