Angel's Note: 1. i never, repeat, NEVER, post two chapters in two days, cuz usually im way too busy with school, but since its holidays neh, im free xD thats why theres no specific time to post one, i just write when im free.

2. i thank u kisshuismylife for your review, and also the alerts, seeing ppl are actually reading the story really motivates me! ^^

3. i have no third thing to say...

Unexpected

Chapter two: please welcome your new classmate!

Beep beep beep

Ichigo sluggishly took her hand out of her bed's quilt and tried to reach for her cell phone on her nightstand.

Who calls this early in the morning? She complained to herself, trying to find her phone and missing it several times. When she felt the cold metallic device and the soft fluffy ball that is Masha on her palm, she grabbed it with a lazy hand lowering the cover beneath her face with the other, just enough for her to be able to speak. Without even opening her eyes to see the caller's name, she pressed the answer button and placed the phone on her ear.

"Moshi moshi…" She greeted with a sleepy voice, hoping the person calling her would understand the fact that it was early and he perturbed her sleep.

"Ohayō, Momomiya-san? Are you okay?"

At the sound of Aoyama Masaya's voice, Ichigo immediately snapped her eyes open and sat up on her bed, forgetting everything related to languidness and earliness.

"H-hai! I'm fine! Why are you asking, Aoyama-kun?" She asked somewhat enthusiastically.

Is he gonna ask me out? Is it possible? Yes he has to be asking me out, why else would he call? Oh my god, I'm so excited! It's gonna be so—

"Well you didn't show up at school and your friends are worried too, is everything alright?"

Ichigo was dumbfounded at Aoyama's reply, murmuring an "eh?" and turning her gaze towards the window from which she could clearly see the sun high up in the cloudless sky.

Eyes widening at the abrupt realization, she slowly turned her face –her phone still on her ear- towards her clock on the nightstand just before snatching it and contemplating the thing fixedly becoming aware that she was extremely late for school.

"EEEHHH?!" She exclaimed, jumping off her bed and fumbling with the coverlet that caused her to trip and fall flat on her face. Sitting up and rubbing her sore nose, she examined her room desperately looking for her uniform, as if she had suddenly forgotten where every belonging of her was actually placed. Without more ado, she stood up unbuttoning her pink pajama shirt, looking around the closet in search of her clothes.

"Why did I have to oversleep this much! It's not fair!" She whined as chibi tears made their way from her eyes to her cheeks. She grabbed a couple of red ribbons and tied her hair in two pigtails, all the way while kicking down her pink pants and skipping towards her bed on which she had set her uniform. On the other end, Aoyama wasn't hearing but constant whines and complaints, which made him mutter a "Momomiya-san?" and receiving nothing but a "Call Ended".

She ran down the stairs and towards the door, noticing her mother in the kitchen.

"I'm going!" She yelled opening the door and heading outside.

"You're still here, Ichigo?" Sakura's head poked out from the kitchen door only to see her daughter was already gone. She shrugged and resumed her work, blaming the age of adolescence.

Out of hurry, the redhead stumbled with the first step of the entrance of their house's gates, and fell once again on her face in the middle of the road.

"This is not my day!" She shouted, hitting the ground with her fists in a childlike manner.

Unknown to her, though, there was already a man on a motorcycle speeding in her direction. He tried hitting the brakes as soon as he saw her lying on the ground, but it was already too late and he couldn't put a hasty end to his speed.

Ichigo, perceiving the presence of the possible menace threatening her, instantaneously rose to her feet and sprang into the air flipping backward away from the motorcyclist. The stranger stopped several meters away, turning his head covered by a helmet and checking on the girl he almost ran over. Without forgetting to reprimand her, he took off once he made sure she was alright and could stand on her own.

The cat-girl placed her hand on her stomach and sighed in relief. This wasn't the first time her marvelous powers have saved her from such a risk. But then again, she thought, I wouldn't have been in this sort of danger if it wasn't for them.

Yes, it was true. She wouldn't have to worry for the sake of this planet if Shirogane didn't pass these powers to her. If she didn't turn into a Mew-Mew, she wouldn't have to fight the aliens all the previous night. She wouldn't have got tired, overslept, been late, almost got hit by a motorcycle, and most importantly, she wouldn't have to constantly lie to Aoyama.

Aoyama-kun…

She thought dusting herself and continuing her slow-walk to her school.

If he didn't think she was a lunatic before, he must have thought she was now. That surely wasn't a proper way of talking to the person who had called just to check up on her wellbeing.

That was awfully rude of me, I have to apologize when I see him at school…

Which reminded her…

"AAHH NOW I'M EVEN MORE LATE!" She panicked picking up the pace. Usually it takes about fifteen minutes to arrive, she made it in five.

o-o-o

Ichigo ran as fast as her thirteen year old feet could take her in her school's hallway. Distinguishing the door that led to her classroom, she grabbed the door handle and swung it open sharply, causing the students in her class to direct their startled looks towards her. Trying her best to seal her embarrassment deep within her, she scratched the back of her head sheepishly and handed over a scrap of paper that she took from the principal to her teacher. While the teacher was reading the slip that explained her delay, Ichigo was trying to avoid eye contact with everyone and just sat down in her seat calmly.

"It's good to see you have actually decided to join our class today, Momomiya-san." The teacher spoke creasing the paper then throwing it in the trash bin.

"Eheheh…" Ichigo laughed awkwardly, playing with her fingers.

As soon as her sensei turned back around to write on the board, the girl let out a sigh of relief and extended her arms on her desk which she thought was flat and solid enough to hit her tired head with. She was beyond tired, no denying that. She was under so much pressure that she couldn't take. She turned her head slightly towards the window, just enough for her eye to take a glimpse of the clear blue sky.

If only those damned aliens would just disappear. She mused, eyebrows furrowing at the thought. Why do I have to put up with them? I'm only thirteen! I have bigger problems to deal with! And what does Aoyama-kun think of me now? I was totally disrespectful…I have to apologize to him…aww man…

"That's totally unfair!" She cried out, hitting her desk with her fists and shifting her head between her arms from left to right.

"Do you feel like sharing your problem, Momomiya-san?"

Ichigo looked up from her desk to meet a not-so-pleased teacher crossing her arms with a book still in one of her hands.

"D-did I..say that out loud…?" She asked, face flashing light shades of red at her nonsense outburst.

Several students giggled quietly while others tried to hold their laughs. Some just stared at her with a questioning look, wondering what the hell was wrong with Momomiya Ichigo today.

"Loud and clear, Momomiya-san. If you have any problem being here, you can always go b—"

Before the teacher could continue her words, she was cut off by the door swinging open again, and the principal murmuring something and motioning her to come along, and so she did. As soon as her sensei left the class, Ichigo sighed in relief, for probably the fifth time today, and set her elbow on her desk supporting her cheek with her palm. Today was certainly not her day. The instructor came back in, with a somewhat puzzled –that's how Ichigo described it- look on her face.

Hm? What could have possibly happened? She wondered, staring at her sensei with raised eyebrows.

"Class," She started, checking the paper she had been holding after entering the room. "…Seems like we have a new student."

Ichigo's brows rose even higher than before. A new student? At this time of the year? That was unusual. As if it would matter anyways. Everyone has their reasons. New student? Okay seems cool, something new.

Wonder how he/she looks like. Maybe he's handsome like Aoyama-kun? She thought, a little blush colored her cheeks. No, no way, there's no one like Aoyama-kun. She smiled then snickered at her pondering that rushed over her in those five seconds after the teacher's announcement.

"Well, you can come in now," The elder female spoke to the half-open door nodding.

The door was pushed open completely, and the student stepped in casually with his hands in his pockets.

"Everyone," The teacher started again, right after Ichigo's eyes had widened to the point that they were almost going to explode. "…Please welcome your new classmate, Ikisatashi Kisshu."

"Good to be here!" He exclaimed, lifting his index and middle finger next to his forehead saluting them.

o-o-o

Ichigo's eyes wouldn't budge from Kisshu's form as she patted her uniform almost everywhere in search of her metamorphosis charm. She wouldn't blink, not even once, in fear of him disappearing and losing his site. Why wasn't anyone afraid of him? Why was it so normal?

That's when she noticed that the alien had something different in his attire. His shorts were regular, but he had a hood added to his shirt that covered the back of his head and his ears. It was somewhat baggy so no one was able to detect his long ears.

Ichigo rose to her feet at once, emitting brusque noise while doing so with her chair and still searching quietly for her charm trying as much as she could not to look suspicious. Either way, she couldn't transform in the middle of the class. As soon as her eyes met the alien's, she was almost crushed by his wicked smirk that only hovered on his face for a split second, but for her it lasted an eternity for she knew that grin and memorized it a bit too much.

"You can have a seat, Ikisatashi-san," The teacher offered, before heaving a sigh and looking towards Ichigo. "Is there a problem, Momomiya-san?"

Kisshu nonchalantly walked in Ichigo's direction. With each step he took, she tensed even more, and her heartbeat accelerated.

Damn…what is he doing here? I can't turn into Mew Ichigo…what should I do?

Kisshu kept getting closer, and closer.

That sneer, god that sneer, he got me trapped and I'm helpless, he knows that.

The girl's heart was about to get out of her chest, her hands shivered by her side, while she still followed the guy with her narrowed eyes.

She saw him taking his hands out of his pockets. Was he summoning his dragon swords? It can't be! Was he planning to kill her in front of everyone? Threatening her? Taking someone hostage unless she went along and helped him?

He reached her desk, and seemed to lower his face a bit; his despicable smirk was still visible though. He was close to her. The enemy was close to her.

Not good. So not good!

Should she try to fight? No, that will expose her identity. But then again, her life was way more precious than everyone knowing she had superpowers of a cat. But there must be another way. Should she make a run for it? What if he got mad and killed everyone in her class? What if—

"Fear not, Koneko-chan, I mean no harm." He whispered to no one but the cat-girl herself.

Ichigo's mouth was slightly open, her shock preventing her from speaking. Her thoughts were interrupted however by her sensei's words, it was good for her since she needed something to get her mind off of what had just occurred right in front of her eyes.

"Well, Ichigo?"

The cat-girl looked down at her desk hesitantly, before shaking her head and murmuring a "No, everything's fine." She heard a chair moving a couple of seats behind her to the left, and he sat down normally.

She rested in her own, immensely staring at a certain spot on her desk. What could Kisshu be possibly planning, showing up in the middle of nowhere wanting to be in her class?

She took a look around, watching her other classmates whispering to each other. Is it possible they sensed something wrong? But then again, Kisshu did stand out with his weird clothes. Couldn't he at least bother wearing a uniform?

"So, who's gonna take Ikisatashi-san around the school?" The elder inquired, only to be answered by no one.

"Oii, oii Koneko-chan!" Kisshu whispered from the back.

Hearing the pet name Kisshu had given her out of the blue made her jump a bit in her seat.

Ignore him, just ignore him. She ordered herself, trying to focus on the board that was filled with nothing but scribbles –to her anyways.

"Anyone…?" The old female repeated, yet everyone stared at each other waiting for someone to volunteer.

"Ooooiiii!" Kisshu insisted as well, determinate on getting an answer from the kitten.

Ichigo clenched her fists tightly, then turned around to meet the alien's innocent looking –yes, looking. He's never innocent. She thought- face with an aggravated one.

"Hai?!" She half replied half yelled. That didn't make the alien but to get back to his grinning face.

What is it that's making him smirk?

"Oh, oh, great, Momomiya-san!"

Ichigo turned around towards her instructor after hearing her name, letting out an "'eh?'" that clearly proved her ignorance to her surroundings.

"Wonderful to see you want to take Ikisatashi-san in a tour in our school!" She announced holding her hand with the other. Ichigo almost choked when she digested her teacher's words.

"W-what? Taking who to where? I was just…I didn't mean to—"

She grasped the edge of her desk furiously and turned once again to face the alien, sending him a you're-so-dead look. He returned it with a wider grin that showed his teeth and almost reached his ears. He had to have cheek cramps for always smiling like that.

She kept quiet for the rest of the class.

o-o-o

The bell for the third class finally rang –she was so late she skipped the first two periods- and Ichigo packed her stuff and left the class straight away, not intending to encounter the alien in any possible way. She looked back every now and then, checking if he was following her, and that caused her to bump into someone and fall on the ground.

"I'm so sorry!" She apologized, catching her bag and standing up to face the person whom she ran into.

"Momomiya-san," He mumbled, handing the girl her book, "…it's okay, is everything alright?" He asked ever so kindly. Ichigo felt the heat rising to her face.

Aoyama-kun…what should I say?

"Ehm! I'm fine!" She replied, looking down contemplating the floor then up to meet his pretty caring smile. "Ano…I'm so sorry about this morning, I overslept a-and I was so late…" She attempted to explain, but her embarrassment ate her tongue.

"It's fine, really, I'm just glad you're okay, Momomiya-san."

Aoyama-kun…I'm so relieved to hear that! You had no idea how much it was distu—

"Oii! Koneko-chan!"

No, it can't be, not now!

"…I was looking all over for you!" Kisshu exclaimed coming behind her and placing his arm around her shoulders. Aoyama appeared to be perplexed about this whole thing for he stared at the alien with raised eyebrows. Ichigo, realizing what the alien had just done, bent down from his grip and stepped closer to Aoyama, sending Kisshu a go-away-you're-not-welcomed glare.

"Who's this guy, Momomiya-san?" Aoyama asked, fixing his gaze right into Kisshu's. They both exchanged glares; Aoyama for the little gesture the alien had just pulled on Ichigo, and Kisshu for seeing the guy he had always seen around his little kitten; he was the person Ichigo was rejecting him for.

Ichigo didn't know what to answer; telling him he was an alien was of course out of the question! A relative? No frigging way! He looked nothing like her anyways. She couldn't say he was her friend, because she was obviously avoiding him and didn't want to hang out with him at all. And a new student who wasn't supposed to know her hugging her all of a sudden and calling her with pet names would seem odd too. Kisshu decided for her.

"I'm the new guy." The green-haired boy answered proudly, pointing a finger at his chest. Aoyama appeared somewhat hesitant, mostly because of how his shiny yellow orbs shone in a malicious way. The redhead, sensing the tension building up between the two, jerked her lover's arm pulling him away in order to prevent the possible homicide caused by the alien.

"Let's just go, Aoyama-kun!" She pleaded, already walking him away from Kisshu.

"Aww, but the teacher said you have to show me around!"

"I can do that some other time!" She yelled waving carelessly at him, without taking the trouble of looking back at him.

"Alright then! See you tonight, Koneko-chan." His amused tone came out perverted, not actually waiting for an answer or a response. He spun around and walked the opposite way, resisting the urge to laugh drastically at the sound of Ichigo panicking and trying to explain to Aoyama what he had just said.

"I won't lose to you human," He said to himself chuckling. "But I also have to get down to work."

i really dont know if i should continue this fic cuz it was thought of on the spot. should i? is it worth the effort? im really a lazy person and i dont wanna suddenly stop continuing it xD also, any criticism (only constructive), suggestions or ideas are welcome, id love to know what ppl want in a story.