• Chapter One: Things Change



    “WHAAAA!!!!” Why does this always happen to me? Ichigo thought while running down the streets of Tokyo, her red pig-tails bobbing along as she crossed the intersection. Just great, I’ve already missed Mark’s match and now I’m gonna be late for work! I’d have a better chance of being on time if I could still turn into a Mew….
    “Where have you been?!” Demanded Mint. “I actually had to clean up after those people! They seem to think I‘m here to serve them!”
    “Umm..Mint, we are here to serve them, it‘s sort of the whole point of being a waitress. As for where I was, I was simply running late.”
    “You‘ve simply been running late for two weeks now, Ichigo.” Ryou spoke up, coming from the basement that used to serve as a head quarters for the Mews. Though since the cyniclons had left to restore their planet, they hadn’t needed to use it anymore. Only Keiichiro and Ryou remained down there to regularly check for danger….not that Ichigo and her friends would be able to fight if danger ever appeared. Actually, come to think of it, tomorrow would signify a year since the cyniclons had left. Huh.
    “Yeah well I’ve had homework to do and Masaya’s matches to attend and…..” She trailed off trying to come up with an excuse for her tardiness.
    “And nothing, start being on time! Now go take these trays to table 5.” Ryou once again opted for commanding instead of asking.
    “Fine and don’t boss me around!” Shooting a glare in his direction she grabbed the tray and headed for table 5.

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    It’s not that bad, Kisshu tried convincing himself. It had been almost a year since she chose him, Masaya, her human boyfriend. He sighed, and she’s happy with that decision, that’s all that matters. Or at least it was all that should matter. Contemplating the two he rolled over in his bed, stretching the wound he’d received earlier from a Chimera animal that had gotten out of control. Still, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as the constant ache in his heart. It felt as if a part of it was in her grasp and every time he thought, moved, or even took a breath her hold got tighter. Maybe if I could only see her….No! He snapped himself out of the thought. They had given their lives for those girls and in return had been revived and given the last of the blue aqua in order to bring their home planet back to it’s original state, which was now even more beautiful then the Earth on which the Mews resided. We are forever in debt to them and the best thing we can do is just stay away. It wasn’t like Ichigo would be happy to see him anyway, he bitterly reminded himself. Plus I can have anyone I want, and it was true. Since returning, Kisshu, Pai and Tart had been welcomed back as hero’s. Leading to them having a decent living place and many of the cyniclon women going out of their way to impress the trio. As if it mattered, day and night Ichigo still plagued his thoughts, and it wasn’t hard to see Tart had developed feelings for the little monkey girl, Pudding. He even had his suspicions that Pai had become fond of the green Mew, Lettuce. Hmmm….maybe I should…….. CLANG!!!! A loud noise came from the kitchen and Dren jumped up out of the bed, temporarily leaving his thoughts behind in order to go investigate. He reached the room in mere seconds seeing Pai had beaten him there and was now scolding a young Tart who, from the looks of it, had caused most of the pots and pans to spill on the floor around him. Though he himself looked shocked.
    “Are you serious? Wait why? We have no reason to and it will just make them mad.” He was going on about something Kisshu didn’t understand, though he thought Tarb seemed a bit excited.
    “No, I am not joking and we do have a reason. We owe them and we will offer our aid in any way possible.” Replied an always serious Pai.
    “What‘s going on?” Kisshu cut in before Tart had a chance to respond. “Who do we owe?” Pai turned to him and explained almost emotionlessly,
    “We owe the Mews. The race of aliens who have been trying to conquer our planet have given up and are heading to Earth. We too will be leaving tomorrow morning to warn the group and offer our help. It‘s the most we can do.” What? Were going back to Earth? The thoughts racing through his head only ended in unimaginable joy. Well kitten, he thought without even attempting to hide his flirtatious smile, I guess fate has plans for us…..and I’m not leaving without a kiss.
    By: DarkRain4 (mew-mew-kisshu12 on DeviantArt)