Thanks For The Reviews :3 Here's chapter 4!

~Nya(:

Chapter 4: Kisshu's Point Of View.

So I was rejected by the American kitten too.

Kisshu ended up following Naomi home, because somehow just seeing the pretty kitty made the sharp pain in his heart turn to a dull throb.

He sat in a tree next to her balcony, hidden away from sight.

There's something about her… or just about kitties in general I guess.

Kisshu watched Naomi in her room for a while, and then saw her disappear into the bathroom. His ears picked up water running, and he figured she was in the shower.

Kisshu smirked as he imagined sneaking up on the Mew Mew while she was in the shower.

I figure then the cat would bring out the claws, heh heh.

Kisshu chuckled quietly.

After a while Naomi returned to her room, in only her towel.

Kisshu blushed instantly as he imagined what would happen if her towel accidentally fell down, and chuckled again. Maybe he should appear suddenly behind her and scare her into drop-

Stop being such a pervert Kish, he thought, mentally slapping himself, maybe that might be a reason koneko-chan chose that tree-hugging hippie instead of you.

He sighed and looked back in the room and Naomi, who was now dressed in adorable pajamas covered with pictures of cartoon cats.

Cutie.

After a while Naomi went to bed, and Kisshu admired how adorable she was when sleeping.

Pretty kitty.

But then Naomi began thrashing in her sleep, her back arching and her fingers clawing at an unseen enemy in the air. Kisshu looked at the Mew with concern, not knowing what to do.

That must be one hell of a nightmare. Kisshu floated over to the screen door on her balcony and put his hand against it. Naomi started whimpering and pulled at her sheets, when Kisshu decided what to do.

He teleported into Naomi's room, and silently floated over to her bed.

What's troubling you, kitten?

He softly sat down on Naomi's bed, and ran his hands on the soft purple down comforter. The Mew continued clawing at the air and whimpering, when Kisshu laid down next to her and gently wrapped his arms around her.

"It's okay, kitten." he said quietly.

He softly ran his hand on her cheek until she stopped thrashing and her breathing became less ragged.

Good kitty.

Kisshu reluctantly slipped his arms out from around the girl, and teleported from her room to his tree, a small smile on his face.

Pretty kitty.

Chapter 4: Naomi's Point Of View.

Note: The part that appears in parenthesis is Naomi's dream(or nightmare I should say)

So what if that was Kisshu who kissed me? It must just be because I'm a cat, like Ichigo. I mean, he loves Ichigo, right? There's no way he could already have feelings for me, I mean, he doesn't even know me, even though he did kiss me, but maybe that's just his weird way of greeting girls, there is no way he feels anything, right? Yeah, nothing at all, so that means there is no way I could hurt him like Ichigo did…

I don't want to hurt anyone.

This is very confusing to me, nyan.

Naomi's thoughts were flying as she rinsed the shampoo out of her hair, and she squished her toes together absentmindedly when the sudsy water reached her feet.

Heh heh, funny sound.

No no, now is not the time to laugh about funny sounds made by toes, now is the time to think about who the hell it was that kissed me, and if it was that Kisshu guy, WHY he kissed me, nyan.

Naomi turned off the shower water and wrapped herself in a pink fluffy towel and stepped into her room. She shivered at the temperature difference.

But if that WAS Kisshu, what if he does somehow already feel something for me? But how would that possible? He doesn't even know me. Unless he has been following me around like a creeper or something. But nonetheless, I already have someone… I think… Dawson… what if I end up hurting Kisshu too? Argh, poor guy. I wish I knew if that really was him or not. Maybe I could talk to him and tell him not to fall for me unless he wants to be hurt or something like that. Yeah, that. But that sounds mean. Ugh, I'm giving myself a headache, time for bed.

Naomi rubbed her temples and tossed her towel into her bathroom. She quickly ran a brush through her loose dark brown ringlets, and snuggled under the covers.

Mmm, nice.

She yawned and fell asleep.

("Naomi.." In her dream, Naomi opened her eyes. She was in her room, but something seemed different. Everything seemed to have an eerie green glow. "W-Who's there?" Naomi called out fearfully. "Me.")

(Naomi suddenly found herself standing in a very dimly lighted room. The wall was covered in pictures of the dead and death. "Naomi…" the voice said again, and a head, simply a floating head, manifested in front of her. It had gaping black holes for eyes, no nose, and opened it's mouth to reveal many rows of decaying teeth. Naomi shrieked in horror and began to sob with fear. "Leave me alone…" She whimpered. The thing lashed out at her, and then suddenly Naomi found herself in bright room with many windows.)

(Just as she was about to breath a sigh of relief, the person she believed to be Kisshu appeared in the room. He had deep gashes all over his body and was his breathing was very labored. "Uhm…" Naomi took a step forward, "K…Kisshu?")

(He looked up at her and screamed, "Look! Look at what you did to me! At what you let happen!" His body shuddered and he fell to the ground. Then his skin melted away and formed back into the head. Naomi felt her body sway and was about to pass out with terror, when she found herself in a warm field filled with flowers and sweet fragrances.)

(The Sun was warm on her back and it felt like the sweet-smelling air had her comfortably in it's grip.)

("It's okay, kitten." rang out and echoed across the field.)

After few moments, the warm comforting field was gone, but the nightmare didn't return. Naomi didn't dream again for the rest of the night.