A/N: Hey guys! Thank you to all who reviewed this story, I never thought that I would reach 20 reviews, but you guys made this possible, so in return here's Chapter 7. Hope you all enjoy it, just a warning before you read- this is not one of my good chapters, I caught a cold so it was hard to concentrate on the the writing. I promise that the next chapter will be better!
Disclaimer- I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew.
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Ichigo was sound asleep when Kisshu entered her room. Her chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm indicating that she was probably in a deep slumber.
She looks so peaceful, he thought while advancing closer to the sleeping red head . Kisshu put a cool hand on Ichigo's hot forehead .The movement must have woken the girl up for she turned around and slowly peered her hazel orbs open.
"Kisshu?" she whispered, rubbing her eyes trying to clear away any sign of her sleepiness.
"Shh," he whispered, pushing her hair back from her chestnut eyes. "I'm here kitten."
Ichigo snuggled back underneath the comforter and closed her eyes. Kisshu took this as a sign to keep going so he kept his hand on her head, stoking her scarlet hair.
Ichigo's peace didn't last long, for when only a second had passed; the shrill ringing of the phone filled the small room.
"Ugh," Ichigo whimpered as she propped herself up on her elbows.
"Kisshu," she started "could you please pass me the phone?" she pointed to the black object sitting on her desk, that was cluttered over with various books and writing utensils.
"Here" He said as he passed her the article. Ichigo muttered a small thank you before answering the phone.
"Hello?" she mumbled in a tired voice. Kisshu edged closer to Ichigo so he could pick up the conversation.
"Hi honey! " The person on the other line exclaimed.
Ichigo recognized the voice and right away greeted her mother.
"Ichigo, are you sick? You sound a bit stuffy." Her mother asked in a worried tone.
"Yeah, mom I'm fine. I just caught a little bug, nothing some chicken soup couldn't fix!" she answered, forcing her voice to be cheerful.
"Well alright. Have you been staying home from school?" She inquired.
School! I totally forgot about school, shoot! Stupid Kisshu why didn't he remind me? Why did I have to get sick? I'm going to get suspended! Ichigo groaned and returned back to the conversation.
"Mom, I totally forgot about school, could you maybe call the school and tell them that I won't be in for another week or so?"
"Well, I don't know honey, are you really that sick?"
Kisshu chuckled and replied yes. Ichigo quickly put her hand over his mouth before he could say anything else.
"Ichigo? Ichigo, is there someone else with you? I heard a voice."
"N-no mom!" she stuttered, a pink tint covering her cheeks. "I was just…listening to the radio!!" she finished quickly.
"Okay, well I just want to call and tell you that we won't be home on the 17th as promised. We'll be a week late. Is that alright sweetheart? Try and understand."
"What!?!" Ichigo wailed, she could feel tears building up in her eyes. "B-but mom! I can't.. I don't want to be home alone! I'm sick and tired, and I feel horrible! I need you! Please come home." She finished softly.
"Ichigo, please try to be strong. I am really sorry, but you're grandfather needs us now. We'll be back before you know it! I promise!" her mother finished cheerfully.
"P-please mom….." Ichigo trailed off, salty tears streaming down her angel-like face.
"I promise we will be back soo-"
"NO!" Ichigo interrupted, gripping the phone tightly, making sure that it wouldn't fall out of her sweaty hands. "All you care about is grand-dad. Well how about me!?! You leave me alone at home for who knows how long! I don't know even if I want you home now." She ended the conversation by slamming the phone down on her bed.
"Well, that was quite a performance there kitten." Kisshu laughed quietly.
"Not everything is funny Kish." She replied glaring at him. "I'm just fed up with my mom. I just don't understand this at all. All she cares about is grandpa, what am I, chopped liver?!?" Ichigo threw her hands up into the air and continued on with her speech. "If they're not coming home anytime soon that means I'm going to have to take control of the house, sick or no sick!"
"Kitten, I-"
"You know what, you're right Kisshu!"
"I didn't say anythin-"
Ichigo jumped out of bed and rushed forward to the bathroom not giving Kisshu a chance to speak. The golden eyed boy just sat on the bed looking bewildered and confused.
How did she get that much energy? He asked himself. Girls are crazy he finally concluded, while walking out of her bedroom.
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Meanwhile Ichigo was busy scrubbing her teeth in the bathroom. Haha! Take that you pesky germs! She thought happily while spitting out her strawberry flavored toothpaste in the sink. She grabbed a white towel and rubbed her face clean of any sweat or dirt. Finally, she put her hair into her two familiar pigtails.
Finally, I look like myself again! She smiled into the mirror as she saw how she looked. Sure she was a little pale, but besides that she looked perfectly healthy.
She walked to the bathroom door and opened it. "Kisshu!" she called out her eyes dancing around the room trying to find her favorite alien. "Kisshu?" her smile suddenly drooped. Where'd he go? He'd better have a good explanation for leaving again. She thought as she walked over to her dresser to pick out fresh clothes.
There! I feel all fresh and clea- Her thoughts where suddenly interrupted by the door bell.
"I'll get it!" she called out of habit. She bounded down the stairs and opened the front door. When she saw who it was she instantly gasped.
"Masaya!" Ichigo exclaimed "What are you doing here!?!" she finished coldly. A deathly glare quickly formed on her face.
"I came to apologize." He said quickly.
"Well apology not accepted." She tried closing the door but Masaya had put his foot out so it made it impossible.
"Please, Ichigo, can't you just give me five minutes?" he pleaded; a sad look was quickly evolving in his eyes.
"Fine." She gave in, tapping her foot impatiently. "I'm waiting…"
"I'll just get to the point; I'm sorry for what I said! I didn't mean it at all. You're smart, gorgeous, and pretty funny sometimes too! I was just so confused that day I didn't know what I was saying!"
"Stop trying to sugar coat it." She scowled. Ichigo wasn't falling for his little act, she knew exactly what kind of guy Masaya was and she wasn't planning to take him back.
"Okay, I guess all I'm asking is that... will you be my girlfriend..again?" he asked sheepishly looking down at his shoes.
Ichigo scoffed and replied "So you think that by saying sorry it will make everything better? Wow, boy you have a lot to learn. Now if you don't mind I have some house work that I have to start d-"
Ichigo didn't get a chance to finish when Masaya's lips where suddenly crushed to hers.
"Mhhhpff!" she yelled in protest, as she tried to stop the kiss.
The odds were against Ichigo when Kisshu teleported in front of her. "So this is what you do in your free time. Good to know." She saw hurt and anger flash in his eyes before he disappeared again.
Ichigo finally broke the kiss and slapped Masaya. "What the hell is your problem!?" she yelled before racing up to her bed room, hoping that Kisshu might be in there waiting for her; with his usual playful smirk. She hoped that it was all a horrible nightmare and she soon would wake up and laugh about it.
But it didn't happen like that.
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