Hello people! Sorry I haven't updated in a long time. It's just with the Christmas holidays coming up, my teachers are giving me loads of homework. The other day, I had to write a mini sequel to a 19th century book, a letter written completely in spanish and a paragraph about the freedom we have on the internet, plus some research on atmospherique pollution. Enough of my excu- I mean reasons.

I DO NOT OWN TOKYO MEW MEW IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM. Enjoy!

Chapter Five

Ichigo's P.O.V.

I was almost at school. I had woken up a little earlier, so that I didn't make the others wait. Okay, I did press the snooze button once, or twice, and I ended up getting up at the same time as usual. At least I wasn't like Mint. She gets up really early, so she can do her beauty regime. I wondered why she even wanted my black scarf. Most of her blue ones were really dark and almost looked black. And I was desperate to know what Lettuce had to say.

I got to school, but the girls weren't there. I went to our lockers, where they were waiting for me.

"I thought we agreed you would wait for me outside?" I said.

"Does it really matter, Ichigo?" asked Pudding.

"Can we save the pointless debate for later please? So Lettuce, what did you want to tell us?" asked Zakuro.

"Umm...well...I was doing my science homework..."

"Why? We don't have science until next week" Mint cut in.

"Mint!" Pudding, Zakuro and I almost yelled.

"...and...there was a piece of paper...with Ryou's number on it" Lettuce blushed.

We all stared with wide eyes and open mouths.

"What?" we screamed.

She was blushing and had one of her shy smiles.

"Are you serious?" Mint asked.

"I guess this means he liked you after all" I said.

"So have you called him yet?" Pudding asked.

"Well, yes I'm serious, I guess so, but I don't want to get my hopes up, and no." Lettuce replied.

"You mean you haven't called him?" we asked. Well, not Zakuro.

"Umm...no"she answered.

"I think you should ask him if it was him who left the number. It could be a prank" Zakuro said.

"What? I've hardly ever talked to him, and you want me to ask if it was his? Are you crazy?" Lettuce said, spazzing a little.

"That's a good idea, Zakuro" I said.

"Ichigo!" Lettuce yelled.

"Okay. Lettuce, if you don't say anything by lunchtime, then one of us will" Mint said.

Lettuce tried to get us not to, but she didn't have much of a choice, and the bell rang.

Lunchtime

Lettuce hadn't said anything to Ryou.

"Come on, Lettuce. All you have to do is talk to him" Mint whined.

Lettuce didn't answer.

"She's right Lettuce. This is silly" Pudding said.

Same as before. I was getting really annoyed with her.

"Lettuce, it's a simple enough job!" I yelled.

She still didn't answer.

"That's it" I said, getting up from the table.

"Where are you going?" Zakuro asked.

"I'm going to sort this out."

I went over to Ryou's table. Annoyingly, he was sitting with Pai, Taruto, who I hate, Masaya, who I really hate, and worst of all, Kisshu. When I got over there...

"Hey Ichigo" Masaya said.

"I'm not here to see you, retard. Ryou, can you do me and the others a favor?" I said.

"Choosing Ryou over Masaya; that'll start a war" Kisshu said.

"Shut the hell up!" I almost yelled.

"What kind of favor?" Ryou asked.

"Did you give Lettuce your number?"

"Yeah. So..."

"Can you talk to her then?"

"Why?"

"Cos she's shy."

"Okay, fine."

"Yeah. Now would be good."

"Fine."

He got up and made his way over to where the girls were. Lettuce looked like she was about to kill me.

"Lettuce, just to clarify, it was me who gave you my number" Ryou said.

"Really?" Lettuce said, while blushing.

"Yeah. So you wanna go out sometime?"

"S-S-Sure."

"Cool" he said, then he went back to his table.

We all squealed, but not too loud.

"So? What should you say?" I asked.

"What do you mean, Ichigo?" Lettuce replied.

"Come on. Without me you won't be going out."

"Okay, okay. Thanks."

She could have been a bit more greatful, I guess, but okay.

I know this is kind of a filler, but after Pudding's email, I had to put this in. Plus it'll have an effect on the rest of the fic. Hey! No swears. Cool.

Well, bye people. Holy crap! It's almost 7 p.m. and I haven't done my homework.

I'm screwed.

Wait a minute...I've got free period first thing. Or do I have that pointless class thing?

Why am I still typing?

Better do the pointless crap that is homework, I guess.

Ja ne minna!

^o^Sugar^o^

( why did I randomly end it after saying homework is crap? )