Waking up, I noticed that it was already morning. I realized then that I was lying down with my back to the fire and my face pressed against Kish's chest. I pulled back a little and pressed myself up with one arm. He was asleep, snoring lightly. One hand fell to my waist and I realized that I had been cuddled up to him. Blushing, I sat up and looked around, trying to figure out where I was. Finally remembering that I was in the forest, I sighed. Nobody found us last night.

Jungle of the Heart Final

By: Satashi

Looking once more to Kish, I couldn't help but smile lightly. He was actually a little cute like that. The way he curled up and mouth slightly open. I watched for a little while, content with just seeing him the way he was; not trying to fight or laugh or anything else. Just Kish in the simplest way. I smiled and sat up completely, crossing my legs. I was still a little cold, but no where as near as I was yesterday. My cloths were stiff, having air dried with only the assistance of the heat from the fire, and I was a little uncomfortable in them.

Watching him some more, I blushed when a thought ran through my head. What would it be like to kiss him? I leaned forward a little bit and listened to his breathing. It was smooth and steady. Swallowing, I nodded to myself. He was still asleep; he would never know. Leaning over the rest of the way, I pressed my lips against his.

His lips were chapped, rough from being in the water and then in the cold all night long. They were warm, though, and I got a small amount of comfort from them. Pulling back a little, his breath was still even and he hadn't moved any. I felt a little awkward, leaning over him like I was and even kissing him after asking him not to do anything to me while I was asleep.

Sitting back on my knees, I touched my lips. They were chapped too, and hurt a little from the warmth that was placed on hem and then taken away. Sighing I brought my hands to my arms and rubbed them. The fire was reduced to nothing more than a pile of soldering ashes. Kish must have kept good tabs on it last night for it to still be the way it was. Deciding to let him sleep some more, I started to gather some more wood pieces and place them next to our fire place.

The flame was easy enough to reclaim, as there were still hot ashes and small licks of fire at the bottom under the burnt wood. A little blowing and dry leaves later, I had a full fire once again. Sitting really close to it, I spread out my arms and warmed my front. Only after I felt too hot to be comfortable, I pulled away and went back over to Kish, laying next to him and hugging the almost shivering boy. His arms responded by instinctively pulling me closer and burying his face under my neck, resting on my chest.

Blushing, I stroked his hair to try and wake him. "Kish? Kish, wake up. Come closer to the fire." His eyes opened lightly. After a moment, he took in what was going on and pulled away quickly, muttering out an apology. I blushed a little and shook my head. "No, it's okay. I came to you. Come on," I pulled on his hand a little. "Get closer to the fire. You're freezing."

Kish nodded lightly and allowed me to guide him over to it. "No one came last night, did they?" He asked, already knowing the answer. When I shook my head, he sighed anyway and held out his hands to the flame. "I don't have enough energy back yet. I didn't sleep well last night."

"Why not?"

He looked at me from the corner of his eye. "Kitten, we're in the woods, alone, with no powers. Any animal could have came and made us dinner. I had to stay partly awake all night to make sure nothing came." He rubbed his eyes sleepily.

I blushed. If he had been trying to keep track of everything that was going on, was he awake enough to know that I kissed him? Looking over, I noticed that he was trailing a finger over his lips. "Something wrong?" I asked him, making him blink.

"I feel like I missed something important," He replied off handedly. "Like something happened that I should have been more aware of for. Weird, huh?" He gave me a small lop-sided smile.

"Uh, must have been a dream." I scratched my cheek and looked away. "Anyway, what should we do? We shouldn't be too far from the river. I bet we could find it."

"We fell into the rapids, so that's where they would search for the most, if they are looking for us." Kish stood up and stretched.

"Of course they're looking for us," I replied, a little indignant. "Why wouldn't they be?"

"Considering my allies know I can teleport back after resting, they probably aren't looking for me. As for your friends, they should know that if we didn't both die, we would be together so they are probably worried about you. However, since they will think I'm with you, they can't ask anyone else to help look in fear that I would hurt whoever found us."

"You're going to be the death of me." I sighed and looked into the flames. "I'm hungry."

"Not much we can do about that now." Kish looked around our area and sniffed. "It smells funny here. I can't get a good read on anything because of the fire we have going." He scooted a little closer to it. "Let's get warmed up and ready. Then we need to head out. We need to find the river and trace it up stream."

My feet were already hurting. We were completely lost and have been walking non-stop since the morning. More than once we had to stop and look up to try and find the sun to make sure we weren't tracing in circles. Noon came and went, and now the sun was hanging directly over us, blocked by the trees mostly. Sighing, I stopped and crouched down to rest a little bit.

"Tired?" Kish asked, stopping next to me.

"No, I 'm just crouching for no reason," I replied sarcastically. "I'm beat, Kish. I was walking all day yesterday as well." He looked around a moment and then stopped, standing still. "What are you-?"

"Shush." He held out his hand and stood perfectly still, listening. "Water. I can hear it." He pointed. "It's that way."

"Kish, just give me a moment. We won't get rescued any faster by not waiting two minutes to rest."

"I'm thirsty." He leaned over and scooped me up easily, making my squeal out in surprise. He shifted me lightly and began to walk with me in his arms. "You know, you're a lot heavier than you look."

"Well excuse me!" I snorted, letting him carry me. "It's not as if every guy I've met hasn't told me that or anything. I'll diet, fine!" My stomach growled at me, making me growl back at it. "Shut up, you. We're not getting any food any time soon."

Kish walked with me a while longer before we finally breached into an area that had a long stream running. Although the area was still inside the forest, we at least had a marking to go by now. "Oh great," Kish complained, looking. "We were walking down stream this entire time. Figures." He sat me down next to a large rock that I could lean against and looked at the water. "Hey, Fish."

"Yeah, this must be a branch off the other one. I'm sure they'll meet somewhere. They'd have to, right?"

"I guess," he replied thinking as he looked at the calm water that was trickling along at a slow pace. The water was crystal clear and fresh. Several fish swam around in it, some splashing up against the current. "This is the time of year fish migrate up stream isn't it?" Kish asked me, watching them.

How he knew of such things amazed me, but I let it slide this time. "Yeah. To lie eggs. They're salmon."

"Roasted fish sounds really good about now." Kish licked his lips and looked around. After a moment, I watched him pick up a relatively long branch and break it over his leg.

"What are you doing?"

"Fishing." He replied calmly, picking up a rock and wedging it into the stick, making it split. He then looked around a moment before resting his eyes on me.

"What?" I shifted a little uneasily. He knelt down next to me and untied my shoe. "Hey! What are you doing that for?"

"You want to eat or not?" He countered, making me sit still. I watched him unlace my hiking boot and then sit down himself cross-legged. Amused, I saw him tie the shoe lace around the rock and stick, making the rock stay in place firmly. "See? A spear."

I was impressed. "Wow, where did you learn how to do that?"

"I didn't," He stood and walked over to the steam, kicking off his shoes before walking into the water. "Ah man, that's cold." He stood still and waited for the fish to come close to him. Stabbing down, I laughed as he missed one. "Quick little sons of..." He stabbed against and again, but didn't seem to be getting anywhere. "I swear, they're mocking me!"

I started on making another little fire, easily igniting it by striking some flint I found by the water. "I feel like a cave woman," I laughed out, blowing on the small flames enough to get it started. "Who knew paying attention in world history class would ever pay off!?"

Kish seemed to be sticking his spear in and out of the water slowly. Watching him, I noticed that his lips twitched into a smile. "The water makes it look like the spear is broken when it's inside it!" I giggled at him. I remember playing with straws in my drinks when I was little. "I got you now." Kish whispered, setting his feet. This time he left the tip of the spear in the water and waited for a fish to swim by close.

His hand twitched and when he pulled it back out, he held up the spear with a fish stabbed at the end of it. "Hey, Kitten! Look! Am I cool or what!?"

Laughing, I shook my head. "A little barbaric, but cool, yes."

Blowing on the steaming fish, I testily bit into it and spit out some scales. They were kind of burnt from crude fire cooking, but food was food, and I haven't eaten anything in almost two days now.

I watched Kish as I ate, making a small face as he just tore into his meal and spit out the bones only. After a moment, he paused and looked at me. "What is it?"

"Nothing." I went back to picking at my food. "You just surprise me sometimes."

"How so?" He tossed his stick over his shoulder and grabbed another one that was through a fish by the fire. Blowing on it a second, he began to rip into it as well.

"For being an alien on this planet, you sure do seem to fit in survival really well here."

"Of course. We have several types of survival training when scouting planets to live on. It taught me how to make weapons out of anything and scout for food and how to handle environments that came along." When he saw my surprised face, he just laughed. "What, you think we just up and decided to come here with no preparation? Of course we were trained."

"Tell me something else?"


"Anything." I blushed a little. "I don't know. Just whatever. I want to... know a little more about you is all."

Kish looked a little surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah, I guess." I fidgeted with my meal. "Like what do you do in your spare time? Or...or just whatever."

He shifted to get a little more comfortable. "Only if you tell me more about yourself as well?"

I'm not sure how long we sat there and talked, but I knew it must have been a long time when I noticed the light was starting to fade. We had spent several hours talking to each other, sharing random things about our lives. I never knew that Kish liked to draw, or that he was picked on as a little boy. I, in turn, shared that I liked to sing with my friends and that napping was one of my main hobbies now that I had cat genes inside of me.

When it started to get night time, I felt the coldness more than before. Shivering, I brought my knees up to my chest and hugged them. A moment later an arm fell across my shoulders and Kish's hand rubbed my arm a little to offer a small amount of warmth. Looking over at him, I blushed a little before scooting closer and resting my head on his shoulder. "Ne, Kish?"


"Why do you like me?"

He hesitated only a second before replying. "At first you was just something new, a toy to play with... After observing you for a while, I noticed that you weren't like any other girl I've met before. You cry, fight, scream, pout, sing, frown and smile. You always wear your emotions on your sleeve, not caring about how anyone else saw you. When... When you rejected me, it only made me want you more. I guess I kind of became obsessed with trying to make you mine..."

"What would you do if I was yours?"

"...I don't know." He leaned back against the tree we were both sitting under. "It would be so hard... I would live here with you, but I know that that wouldn't stop Pai and Tart from still trying."

"It wouldn't be easy for me either. Everyone would freak out, that's for sure."

He looked down at me. "Yeah, it would only lead to trouble..."

I looked up at him and shifted lightly. "Yeah. More than it's worth..."

His face leaned closer to mine, and I closed my eyes. "So we shouldn't..."

"Even try..."

His lips met mine and I returned his kiss for the first time. Pulling back a little to take in some air, we kissed again and I felt his arms wrap around me to bring me into his lap once more.

My arms found them selves around his neck and I pulled him closer when his tongue found mine. Blushing, I let out a happy sound and felt his hands massage my back.

When we pulled apart, I was breathing a little harder than normal and could feel my face being warm against the coldness of the night. His face was red too, and his breathing was hard, playing against my lips. "We should," I swallowed and smiled up at him. "Not do that more often."

"Definitely not." He kissed me again and I felt myself being pulled down on the ground. He snuggled against me to keep me warm. "Let's get some sleep for tomorrow."

"Sounds good." I wrapped an arm over his side and curled up to him. I felt content now, happy that I finally tested my feelings for him. It would be hard, but I didn't mind. We could make it somehow, even if he had to keep fighting against us for a while. Yes, it would all work out in the end. Closing my eyes, I inhaled his scent and allowed myself to sleep.

"Ichigoooooo! Ichigo! Where are you!?"

I sat up. Looking around, I heard several people walking and then my name being called again. "Zakuro?" I asked aloud, amazed. "Zakuro!"

"I heard her!" Mint called out, and then several people were running over to me.

It was morning, and my fire had long since burned out, but they still seemed to be able to find us.


Quickly turning to my side, I found Kish gone. Placing my hand on the ground, it was still warm from his body heat. Trailing it, I then spotted a small heart drawn in the dirt. I smiled, tracing it with my finger just before all my friends burst into the little clearing where I was and hugging me.

"I missed you guys too." I told them, hugging each in turn as they fussed over me. "I'm fine, really. I promise." They helped me to my feet and I looked up into the sky, seeing Kish hovering in the air. He smiled down at me and I smiled back, blowing a small kiss up to him behind the girl's backs. He grinned, acted like he caught it, and shoved it in his pocket. Laughing, he waved and teleported off.

"What are you looking at?" Pudding asked, drawing my attention back to her.

"Nothing. Nothing at all. Come on, let's go. I really need a shower."

A/N: Sorry for the delay, but I haven't had any time to write lately. Yay for this one being done! I'm thinking of doing another long story as well. The girls in college, but being normal. And them turning into Mew Mews in college instead of when they are 13. Of course, I'll change everything around to make it original. Kish/ Ichigo, Ryou/ Ichigo, and Masaya/Ichigo pairings just like the manga. So she won't have a boyfriend at first. I'll let you pick who she ends up with, though. Polls in reviews, my fave thing to do with longer stories XD. So what do you think? Should I go for another long one or just stick with 2-3 chapter stories like this?

Here's a small teaser of what I have in mind for my new one:

Gritting my teeth, I stood up shakily and looked up in horror at the person floating in the air above me. His hair was long, flowing out in the wind around him. Eyes cold and yellow, glaring down at me solidly. Behind his right shoulder a falcon was flying, staying in place as it too looked down at me. The man's lips turned into a smile, revealing fangs in his teeth. "Nice to meet you." He spoke to me calmly, as if he hadn't just destroyed the park bench where I had just been sitting. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'll have to kill you now." His hand slowly moved and pointed at me. "Go get her, Osiris."

The falcon shot down at me so quickly I was stunned enough to be planted where I stood. Visions of my life shot before me as it got closer. When I thought the bird's talons would rip through me, I felt my body jerk to the side and roll on the ground along with someone else. Finally stopping, I looked up to see who had saved me.

On top of me was a boy no older than me. His eyes were a clear blue and short blond hair fell around him. I could tell instantly that he wasn't Japanese. "Are you okay?" He asked me, helping me up while keeping an eye on the man in the air. His falcon was above him again, waiting for another command already.

"Th-thank you..." I held onto him lightly and looked up. "But now what are we going to do?"

"Fight back," he replied easily, now looking at me and holding up a small gun like device. "I know this isn't the right time, nor place to ask this, but I'm afraid that they found you before I did. This is a special gun," He showed it to me. "Inside it is the DNA of the Iriomote Wildcat, a red-date animal. Your genes are specific enough to merge with them. If you inject this, you will gain enough power to defeat them."


"I'm afraid that isn't going to happen," The man in the air spoke up, glaring. His eyes were so cold and hard. "Don't think we don't know about your experiments. I'm going to stop you before you find the people whose DNA match."

The blond haired man placed the small gun in my hand. "If you chose to, just press this onto your neck and pull the trigger. Everything will be simple after that." He then turned to glare up at the man. "I'll fight until you make up your mind."

"Like I'm given a choice here!?" I screamed out, scared and confused. "Do this or die is what you're saying!"

"I know." His eyes narrowed as he crouched into a battle stance. "But we really don't have a choice. I won't be able to hold him off for long." His lips twitched into a small smile. "My name's Ryou, by the way. "Ryou Shirogane."

The man in the air pulled two nightsticks from seemingly no where. "The Name's Kish. I'll be you're executioner."