I guess it's been a while hasn't it? Sorry guys!! My inspiration has been dried up as of late. I've been feeling rather downcast in school lately and that tends to leave me feeling sluggish… But anyway, if any of you are still even bothering to read this, thank you for your patience! Enjoy chapter five of Adored to Indifferent!

I don't own Tokyo Mew Mew or Tokyo Mew Mew A La Mode… that would mean that I could draw….

Mint groaned as she awoke to a pounding head. She cracked open one eye, and then the other to reveal that she was no longer at school, but in her room. She was so disoriented at first that it barely registered when the maid who had been keeping watch at her bedside left the room. She sat up, wondering whether that living hell had been a fevered dream.

'Oh it must have been. Why would my mother find that making friends with commoners like them would ever be a valuable asset in a life as charmed as mine?' this assurance gave her a bit of comfort.

Kasami Aizawa soon entered the room, perfect brow creased slightly with concern, "Mint darling how are you feeling?"

"Ohhhh terrible Mother. I had an utterly horrifying dream! You forced me to go to public school. Then a witch of a teacher felt the need to unfairly give me detention. After that I was forced to participate in gym class and got denied a seat at the decent people's lunch table and had to sit with the losers. And finally to top it all off, I was shoved into a locker by a stupid, uneducated beast!" she moaned frailly.

She gave a soft chuckle, "So I take it that you didn't like your first day at the peasant's school?"

"I beg your pardon?" The younger questioned in disbelief, sitting bolt upright.

"I said-"

"I heard what you said!!" The girl replied with a voice that would've damaged any normal person's hearing beyond repair. Luckily for Kasami, she was the one who Mint had inherited that set of pipes from.

In an equally loud voice she yelled back, "You will not use that tone of voice with me you spoiled child! Today you lived what most people would call a normal life! The majority of people will not like you just because you're cute or you have money! You need cunning! The ability to manipulate anyone into hanging on your every word! At the moment, you are utterly and completely hopeless! If I managed to wrap a man like your Father around my finger with barely the bat of an eyelash, surely you can learn how to do the same!"

All the color had drained from Mint's face as she stared at the irate woman in a stupor.

She let out a slow, calming breath, "Now I was going to come and tell you that your father took care of that so called beast and that I heard from a reliable source that you played rather well in your physical education class today. But I'm not really in the mood to talk to you right now, Mint. You haven't even had the pleasure of getting a job yet and you're complaining. If you think that this is horrifying, you haven't seen anything yet. Now if you'll excuse me, I will be taking my leave." With that she stood and walked briskly from the room.

Once the shock wore off Mint promptly burst into tears, 'How could she be so insensitive? She doesn't know what it's like to have everyone hate you because you're you! And what does she mean I haven't seen anything yet? This is torture! I hate her!'

She whipped her cell phone out of her Chanel purse and began texting all of her friends (well not all of them obviously, she had so many) about what a terrible mother she'd been cursed with. Naturally she got the replies she wanted, the horrified, the shocked, the upset "OMG"s of her peers and admirers. But there was only one way to get out of this slump. It was time for a few hundred dollars' worth of shopping!

'Take that witch! You can't rain on my parade!'


Ryou furrowed his brows at one of the finance papers he was supposed to be helping Keiichiro with. The phrase 'dumb blonde' was starting to make an alarming amount of sense. He groaned softly and leaned back in his chair to stretch.

Keiichiro glanced up at him, a small smile playing at his lips, 'Wait for it.'

"Shit!" Ryou yelped as he went crashing backwards to the floor. This time his groan was a bit louder, "I hate numbers!"

"It wasn't the numbers' fault that you leaned back too far. Again."

"Yeah it was."

"And why is that?"

"The numbers are gigantic and it's taken so long to finish them that I had to stretch."

"Uh huh." Keiichiro didn't sound the slightest bit convinced, "Then why is it that I've already finished my stack and moved on to homework?"

"The same reason that you handle this, and I take care of the hiring, menu, and aesthetics. You my friend are book smart."

He sighed and massaged his temples, "Fine, Ryou. You can head home and I'll lock up for the night."

"No, I offered to help so I'm--"

"Keiichiro sometimes I wonder if I'm just part of an elaborately designed scheme to cover up your marriage to him. You two fight like a married couple." Zakuro entered the room, chuckling.

He laughed and Ryou rolled his eyes, "Are you ready to leave, love?"

"Just about. I finally finished vacuuming all of the crumbs that our prissy little customers just can't seem to keep off the floor." She primly took a seat next to her boyfriend.

"It is a restaurant, Zakuro. And you would be out of a job without our 'prissy little customers'. He smiled lightly at her, "Although if you wanted to you could always help Ryou with calculating those 'gigantic' numbers instead."

Said boy snapped his fingers suddenly, "I got it!"

"Good job, blondie." She told him dryly.

"No, not the number. It's been bothering me all day. Do you both know Mint Aizawa? The snobby new girl?"

"The one who helped our team beat yours at volleyball in gym class?" The raven-haired girl offered when Keiichiro shook his head negative.

"Oh. Yes, she seems like a sweet girl. What about her?"

"I've been trying to figure out where I know her from and just now when Zakuro mentioned our 'prissy customers' I realized that she comes in here frequently."

Recognition flashed in the couple's eyes.

"Mint Aizawa you said her name was? Actually I talked to her mother the other day. She wanted to apply Mint for a job here. I told her I'd take it into consideration. Ryou, what do you think?"

"I think--"

"You can't!" Zakuro interrupted.

"Yeah I can! I own this thing!"

"You don't know what you're doing! She is one of the most spoiled girls who comes here."

"Precisely why this is going to be so much fun." Ryou grinned.

"I never knew you were much for sadism, Ryou." Keiichiro dug through a file cabinet and set the application in front of him.

Zakuro raised an eyebrow, "You are so impulsive."

"Hey, if her mother wants her to have the job then obviously she can't just quit on us. And if we run into problems we do have the authority to fire her. I'm going to try this." He smirked and signed the paper with a flourish.

"I'll give Mrs. Aizawa a call later!" Keiichiro said brightly.

She looked annoyed, "You really don't know what you're letting him do. Good night." She pressed a languid kiss to her boyfriend's lips and left.

Wow Holy crap. This took forever. And to think that chemistry jumpstarted my inspiration. That makes me giggle. I guess boredom does funny things to people's brains. And I apologize if anyone is offput by Ryou's OOC-ness. The fic needed a little life to it. I promise I don't plan on abandonig this! Ever! This chapter is really short but I felt like I should give something. Reviews are much appreciated!

8:15 P.M. Eastern Standard Time

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