The next day, as Mew woke up for another school day, he thought about what had happened the previous day. To him, it seemed so surreal, so unbelievable. He wondered if Mewtwo would be at school. Then he'd be able to talk to him about their kiss. And maybe something more, thought Mew hopefully. Yawning, he floated out of bed and got his nicer clothes. Today was going to be a difficult day for him, so he might as well look good while he was at it.

Mewtwo groaned. He hoped that adorable pipsqueak wasn't going to hate him or give him the cold shoulder, he really wanted to straighten it out with him. Right, he thought, I am going to settle this. I'm going to tell him that I love him-no, that I want to hold him-NO, that I want to say I didn't mean any-take off his shirt and see what's underneath his clothes-NO! Furious, Mewtwo tore apart a spare notebook with his mental powers, then set it on fire. He watched the flames slowly die as he let his anger go with it, then sighed and threw away the remaining ashes.

At school, Mew was greeted by the usual torrent of friends, all wanting to talk to him at the same time. Mew laughed and tried to pay attention to them all at the same time while keeping track of the time. He was talking to an Eevee when he heard a loud, deep voice echo, GO TO THE BACK PATIO AS SOON AS YOU CAN. Mew stopped in mid-sentence and shook his head, hoping to clear his head from the intruding voice. He then distractedly told his friends, "Sorry, I have to go somewhere, be right back!" He then rushed off to the porch, leaving his friends very confused.

Mew stood at the porch and scanned the area, looking for the messenger that called him. He then felt someone behind him and spun around. His baby blue eyes met sad purple ones as he stared up at his copy. Mewtwo simply looked away and muttered, "Hi, uhh... You got a moment?" Mew simply looked at him, confused, and responded half-heartedly, "Yeah, umm... What's wrong?" The kiss, obviously, Mew thought to himself as Mewtwo glided over to him and took his hand. He led Mew to one of the red-painted metal benches and the two sat down. Mewtwo awkwardly began, "Well, what...that was about was, I-

I didn't mean it in THAT kind of way, umm, it's just, I, uh, I... Fuck, this is hard..." Mewtwo blushed as he let frustration take over. Mew looked and finished him. "You felt sorry for me..." Mewtwo looked up and nodded. "Yes. Bu-but not in that way, I didn't think you're weak o-or anything, I just wanted to , uh, not make you...hurt any...more...?" Mew smiled and said sweetly, "Well, thanks, but I just thought...you know, maybe... N-never mind, though, never..." Mew's eyes glistened as tears filmed them over, and he swallowed back the knot in his throat as he tried to hold it back. Mewtwo cursed at himself inwardly as he watched Mew struggle not to cry. Fuck, he thought bitterly, What am I gonna do with this boy? Once again, he felt the overwhelming urge to kiss the small cat, stifle those tears, calm those raging emotions. Mewtwo stopped himself just in time, though, because that impulse was what got him in that mess in the first place, so he just wrapped a thin arm around Mew's small shoulders and leaned into him as Mew finally broke down. Mewtwo looked down at the little emotional mess, and stroked his head soothingly.

Mew couldn't do it. Yes, one part of his mind thought, Do it, now! No, another voice cried, What if...then... Mew squeezed his eyes shut and growled. Now, said the encouraging voice, Do it NOW!

"Mewtwo, I love you!" Mew cried out as his face turned crimson red. Mewtwo, caught off guard, nearly fell of the bench, and looked down at Mew. "W-WHAT?!" Mew choked out, "Y-you heard m-me! I-I think I'm in love with you!" Mewtwo smiled despite it all and leaned down towards Mew's small ear. He whispered softly, "Well, guess what? I think I'm in love with you, too. How's that?" Mew looked up at him and sniffed, "R-really?" Mewtwo nodded and rested his cheek against the top of Mew's fuzzy head and gently wrapped his arms around Mew's much smaller frame. Mew leaned towards Mewtwo's cool body and smiled, hearing his steady heart beat. Fuck mortality, Mewtwo thought, I'm feeling love again...

As the two sat in quiet understanding, the bell rang for them to go to class and the two reluctantly unlinked. Mewtwo turned to Mew and, for the first time since Mew's ever seen him, smiled genuinely, then warped away. Mew ran his jacket sleeves against his eyelids, sniffed one last time, and headed towards the school for first period.

Behind Mew, Charizard mumbled, "Man, I'm so huge... Are you okay, Mew? Your eyes looked red when you came in earlier. You been crying or something?" Mew turned around and smiled. "No, I just have a little cold is all." For further prove, he sniffed in, his nose still a bit stuffy from earlier. Charizard nodded and ruffled his wings a little, trying to adjust them right, and poked a Smeargle in the boob. The Smeargle took her tail and slapped Charizard across the offending wing, leaving a big turquoise streak, and Alakazam ESPed a stick of chalk at both of them. Mew, oblivious to the whole scenario around him, absentmindedly continued on his doodle. The picture showed a small, archaic Mew cradled into the cloaked arms of a tall, hooded Mewtwo. Today is gonna be a good day, Mew decided happily.

Mewtwo sat at his desk, absentmindedly listening to the teacher's lecture and only halfway absorbing the information. He was in a bliss from what happened earlier and didn't care about such useless information at the moment. He decided for fun, he'd take a peek into Mew's mind for a second. He closed his eyes and focused on the small cat's head, then dove inside. He saw a picture of an ancestral Mew, held by...him? Mewtwo smiled as he tapped into Mew's thoughts. Should I show this to him? Nah, I don't know if he'd like it or not... I'm so glad he likes me, though... Or does he? Mewtwo couldn't help himself, and responded, Of course I do. He felt panic and embarrassment arise from Mew, and he was instantly shut out of his mind. Mewtwo groaned inwardly, thinking he screwed up big time, when he heard back, I love you too. The voice was so small and shy, Mewtwo's heart swelled and he smiled at the cuteness of it. I made a good choice, he thought.