Saba: You don't own me, Jazz-chan... hehe.

Deep Blue: *cackles evilly*

Saba: That was my part! D:

Kisshu: You're right, it is me that owns you!

Zuka: o_o *twitch*

Pai: *smirks*

Saba: *trips Pai over cliff* ^_^ This chapter is by moi, minions! *listens to Solange* What do you mean, you've NEVER heard of her? D:

Love Potion

Taking The Risk

Kisshu turned around only to find Pai glaring intently at him, his fan raised towards his neck as to achieve an immediate death. For the first time since the war had begun had Pai actually reflected emotion upon his victim, his indigo eyes flickering in broad daylight. There was a glint in his eye which showed perfectly well what he meant by this, only giving Kisshu the chance to smirk widely as one dagger appeared out of thin air. It flashed in the intense light of the day as he grabbed it with ease, backing away from Pai with a devious fang in sight.

"It takes two to tango, Pai..."

Pai grunted, his fan securely in his grasp. His eyes widened as Kisshu disappeared, leaving the scene almost completely. Ichigo's eyes were splattered with emotion that might even consist of jealousy, but shrugged it off as Kisshu's way of dealing with her constant rejections. She had actually persuaded herself that Kisshu would always return to her with a new way of trapping her heart in his own, but also just managed to convince herself that Masaya was her childhood sweetheart, at the same time not able to understand why she felt hollow having to fight over who she loves.

"Where are you, coward?"

Retasu yelled as she felt a cold hand place itself upon her shoulder. This caught the attention of everyone present, Pai especially, for Kisshu was the owner of the hand. He definitely meant business with the way he hid his eyes with his forest green bangs, only making the atmosphere slightly gloomy and serious. He lightly rested his dagger against Retasu's neck as she gasped quietly, her eyes widening. A wave of realisation overwhelmed her as she wanted to cry, but strangely couldn't. She had turned two people against each other, neither of them knowing that they were wrecking their mission drastically.

"You're the third person in this dance, Pai. Will you take the risk?"

Kisshu pressed the dagger further towards Retasu's flesh as she whimpered, closing her eyes tightly as to block it all out.

"Stop this nonsense, Kisshu-"

"Nonsense? How is taking the risk utter nonsense? After all, all you're risking is Retasu, and we know perfectly well how you loathe humans... or don't you?"

Pai couldn't answer. Right now Kisshu had reduced him to nothing but a speck of dust. Silence surrounded him, with only his heart pounding in the distance. Retasu opened her eyes as she bit her lip. Although the idea that Pai had fallen in love was absolute ludicrous, she found it hard to believe that it still stood now.

"I always expected that you loved her, Pai. I was even willing to let you have the first move... but I took my chances. I took the risk, and it's a risk you'll never take."

Retasu lifted her foot from the ground as high as she could, only for the heel of her lime green boots to come crashing down on Kisshu's foot, making him yell quite loudly. She bolted out of the scene with tears on the brink of spilling, finding herself running smoothly along a pavement on an abandoned area. She stopped to catch her breath, inhaling the cool air deeply. This was definitely the last time she would have to experience not one, but two people fight for her love. It hurt to know that one was fake and her doing, and that the second was a cold-blooded enemy.

I've always tried to make people happy when it only brings them misery.

"Never again."

There was a small brown parcel at the door of Cafe Mew Mew from the local postman, and Keiichiro rested it on the kitchen counter for Ryou to stumble upon when he awoke. Ryou staggered downstairs as he hit a pillar in the process, not fully awake for the new day. He ended up drinking from a glass vase instead of a plastic cup and chewed on grass instead of toast. It was a wonder how he was behind the Mew project. It was only late in the afternoon that Ryou spotted the parcel that was addressed to him, and rubbed his head.

"What's this?"

"It came in the post this morning, Ryou. You ought to check your mail more."

"And pay the electricity bill? I'll leave it to you, Keiichiro."

Keiichiro sighed as he exited the kitchen with a tray of strawberry shortcake and mint tea for Minto, leaving Ryou to tear open the parcel without hesitating. In fact, he stretched one arm and yawned as he used the other hand to lift the small yellow pendant from the surface. Ryou stopped what he was doing as his eyes widened, guessing who it was. After all, only one person refused to turn up today. He lifted the small note from below to find it was the handwriting of the one he had suspected, and groaned impatiently.

Dear Shirogane-san,

I'm afraid I can't take it anymore. If you wish to contact me, they will remain wishes. I'm currently staying at an unknown location away from my parents to receive extra tuition at a college.

Goodbye, boss. We were never anything else, were we?

"Retasu..."