OK, so I apologize to all. OMG how long has it been? Iv had other obsessions lately and I sorta forgot about this fic. I know, but I have recently started writing a trilogy for chronicles of Narnia, and I have become obsessed with Little Vampire and have been writing one for that, ya so. I hope you all enjoyed my little spoiler I posted out of guilt for not updating. Anyway here goes. I own nothing.

Chapter 12

Ryou left his room early that morning, thinking of his dream thing. He still hadn't decided if it was a dream or not. Ichigo's last words echoed through his mind, sending shocks of happiness through his body. She had said that she would see him tomorrow, and that was last night, making tomorrow today.

The sound of dropping plates filled his ears as Ryou entered the cafe. He was happy to see the familiar scene. Mint was Sipping tea at her usual table, Pudding was preforming her circus rutiean, Lettuces was dropping stuff whial following Pudding, and Zacro was scaring customers away. The only thing that was missing was Ichigo, who would be the only person actually accomplishing something.

Ryou glanced at the clock, it was 2 minutes past opening time. Of course she isn't here, she is never on time, why would now be any different. One half of his brain thought. She is dead, she will never show up again, she will be eternally late. The other half of his brain thought.

Ryou decided to ignore the one thing that had changed and focus on the things that hadn't. But the more Ryou focused on the familiar, the more he noticed things had changed more than he thought. Pudding's tricks were less extravagant and more safe, Mint wasn't actually drinking her tea she was just sitting down with an empty tea cup. Lettuces was less apologetic when she dropped plates. And Zakro was wasn't glaring at the customers' she was just glaring at the floor.

Ryou didn't like the small changes he had just noticed, because he knew that they were caused by the one big change that he was trying to forget.

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Ichigo couldn't believe she had managed to get to the other end of Tokyo in only seconds. How had she run that fast, how was she early? This was new. Like scary new. Maybe Felix was right about her not being as human as she thought.

Maybe she could no longer tell herself she wasn't some freak because she was still human. Maybe she had finally been altered to the point were she was not any part human anymore. Perhaps when you are changed, a bit of the original must disappear to make room for the new, and after a cirtine amount of changes...

Ichigo was pulled out of her depressed thoughts by a body pushing her into an ally. "HAY, WHATS GOING ON! I'M WARRNING YOU I'LL mnnbujhdbh!" a hand was placed firmly over her mouth, muffling her words.

"Would you calm down for one second and listen to me?" an annoyed voice whispered into her ear.

How he had managed to catch up with her so quickly was a mystery to her but somehow, Felix had caught her. She sighed and relaxed to let him know she wasn't going to bolt again.

Felix turned her around to face him, keeping a hand on her wrist to keep her from running to find this Maysay guy. "Now, are you calm?" Ichigo nodded. "Good, lets go." Felix pulled her out of the ally and down the street, the opposite direction Ichigo had been headed.

"Wait this is the wrong WAY!" Ichigo responded in annoyance. "Masay is the OTHER direction." Ichigo began pulling Felix the way she wanted to go, but he just pulled her right back. Annoyed, Ichigo began slapping the hand that was wrapped around her small wrist. "LET , GO!" Ichigo yelled, slapping him once for each word.

Felix, losing his temper, slammed Ichigo into a wall. A large spiderweb of cracks appeared on the brick. "WOULD YOU JUST..." Felix trailed off as he looked into Ichigo's eyes, noticing that they had changed color from the expected red, to a glowing pink.

They stood, nose to nose, in silence. Felix in a shocked silence, and Ichigo in an anger frightened silence.

"You...Your eyes, there..." Felix couldn't finish his sentence due to the stupidity he knew he would feel when he said the last word.

"My eyes are what? They are suppose to be brown." Ichigo answered back, wondering what Felix was talking about.

"Pink." He finished lamely.

"Oh, ya, that is nothing new I mean they always turn pink, but they usually only change when I am transformed or feeling... um..." Ichigo trailed off, surprised slightly when she didn't feel her cheeks heat up from the blush she was sure had claimed her face. She couldn't believe she almost told him she goes all animal when she gets too "excited". **wink wink**

"When you are feeling... what?" Felix whispered a small smirk playing in the corner of his mouth.

"A... um... extrema emotion." Ichigo muttered, hoping he wouldn't ask what she was feeling at that particular moment. She knew she could lie, but she was a horrible liar.

"Oh? And can I ask what 'extreme emotion' you are feeling now?" Felix asked, having a fairly good idea what she was feeling, but still wanting to enjoy teasing her about it.

"Uh... just... um... I'm mad." Ichigo stuttered into her lie, she was right about being a bad liar.

"Oh. You're mad." Felix repeated skeptically, pressing himself closer to the pink eyed new born before him. "Is that all you're feeling right now?" he whispered into her ear.

"Uh...y...no...i mean..." Ichigo's stuttered answer remained unfinished as she felt Felix move his hand to her hip.

"You are a horrible lair" Felix muttered as he grazed the tip of his nose down the side of her neck. Ichigo gulped.

"I...I...I'm n-not lie-lieing." Ichigo's voice grew weaker as she resisted the urge to close her eyes.

"Oh? I think you are." Felix wasn't sure why he was continuing with his teasing. Normally he would just get her nervous then laugh. But he couldn't seem to make himself stop, Ichigo had some strange sort of allure about her that drew him in.

"W...Well I'm n...not."

"Hmm, lets pretend for a moment that I believe you," Felix whispered into her ear. "Would any other emotion that you are so obviously not feeling cause the eye color change?"

"Yes, no, I mean no." Ichigo whispered back.

Felix looked deep into Ichigo's bright eyes, barely noticing that he was getting closer.

Ichigo starred back, all thoughts of Maysay wiped from her mind.

Soon, Ichigo an Felix were a mere centimeters apart. "I know you're not telling me the truth so just stop your pitiful sherade and answer my question." Felix growled, his annoyance at being lied to rearing up.

Ichigo remained silent, looking at anything but the pushy, handsome vampire and his taunting lips.

"What are you feeling so strongly that you..." Felix was cut off by Ichigo's lips crashing into his. Her fingers instantly tangling into his hair and pulling her body closer to his, if that was possible.

Felix was slightly shocked by Ichigo's actions. He had her pegged as a shy, wait for him to kiss her, blush later, kinda girl. But here they were in a deserted ally, doing the tong tango. He gave up after a few moments of trying to figure her out and threw himself into the kiss.

His arms wrapped themselves her waist, one reaching up her back, pushing her upper-body closer to him.

Ichigo was confused. Why am I kissing him? And why aren't I stopping? How long have we been like this? Who decided a chihuahua was a dog? WTF? Is he grabbing my butt? He's grabbing my butt! Why is his hand on my butt? Why is a chihuahua a dog? What is wrong with me? Should I move his hand? I really think I should move his hand. But maybe I waited too long. Is it impolite to move it at all? Are there even rules? Do I get to decide how far this goes or is that up to him because I started it? Or am I in control because I started it? Am I thinking too much? OH MY GOD!

An uncontrollable moan escaped Ichigo's lips as Felix moved the kiss to the side of her neck. She felt him smile, but continued anyways.

Ichigo kept her hands tangled in his dark locks of silky hair, gripping even tighter. She used her grip to pull him back to her lips as their tongues met instantly, battling for dominance of the others mouth.

Finally, the two broke apart, gasping for air that they did not actually need. Ichigo looked into Felix's eyes, waiting for some reaction other than what she got.

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OK...so yes, I just noticed that this particular fanfic is like make-out city. I didn't mean to make it this way, but I guess its too late to fix it now. So anyway just let me know what you think, im kinda writing blindly right now due to not knowing what you guys want to read so give me some requests. It could be anything like asking me to fit in the line "I'm a teenage boy, looking at linoleum makes me wanna have sex" quot from Buffy. To giving Spike (also from Buffy) a random cameo. Come on people be creative because I've lost my ability to. Review.