Hello! Miko1725 here, or as some of you may know me, ARTANGEL KEI. Turns out '06 and '07 were pretty miserable years for me and I wasn't able to keep up with my writing. SO, I have started over with this account and am resurrecting a few of my older stories. This was one of my firsts, FLUFF IN THE AFTERMATH. For the most part, it is unchanged. However, that doesn't mean I'm not going back through and messin' with a few things. Anyway, enjoy!

Fluff in the Aftermath

A Fanfic by Kei-chan

I DO NOT OWN, IN ANYWAY SHAPE OR FORM, ANY OF THE TOKYO MEW MEW ORIGINAL STORYLINES OR CHARACTERS. I ONLY LAY CLAIM TO INCIDENTAL 'MARY SUE'S" THAT MAY APPEAR HEREIN. THANK YOU.

Chapter 1: The harsh Reality of First Loves

This story is set, again, after Deep Blue is defeated. The aliens have left for the time being. It is the beginning of summer vacation…

"You're making us do what!" I cried out in frustration. I was standing in the middle of the café in my uniform at the time. My friends, the other members of Tokyo Mew Mew, were gathered with me. I plopped down at a table and closed my eyes.

"Ichigo." I shivered at the sternness in Shirogane-san's voice. "This crisis may have been averted, but who knows what else may happen. The world may need Tokyo Mew Mew again and if it does, you girls need to be ready."

I sighed heavily and looked at the floor. I knew he was right- I hated it when he was right. The other girls didn't seem as put off by the idea as I was, so I threw caution to the wind and decided to join them. I looked over at Zakuro- the eldest of us girls. Even though I was technically the group leader, Zakuro was the example we followed; what she said went. I watched her uncross her arms and look at the guys. She asked them to go over what we would be doing again.

Akasaka-sama smiled in his normal, charming way. "We will all be spend the next month hiking through the mountains and whitewater canoeing. The first two weeks will be strictly hiking. We will camp in a new place every night, surviving only on what we can carry on our backs. At the end of the second week, a bus we chartered will pick us up and take us to the river where we'll whitewater canoe our way back. At the end of the last week the bus will be back to bring us home."

"It'll be a good experience for you all." I looked over at Shirogane-san, who had been quiet for most of the discussion.

"When do we leave?" I asked in defeat.

"Saturday morning, 8:30." I groaned. He had to be joking.

8:00, that same evening

As I walked home through the park that night all I could seem to think about was the trip- and how to tell Aoyama-kun that I wouldn't be around this summer. Just thinking about him made me blush. I touched the little cat bell around my neck and it jingled softly. It was my constant reminder. Most people don't find love until they're older, or maybe even never. How lucky was I to be in love by fourteen? I reached into my purse and took out my cell phone; his line rang busy. I continued on through the park.

It was a beautiful night with stars splattered across a navy canvas. There was a slight breeze blowing that caused the waters of the lake to ripple softly in the moonlight. The normally loud sounds of the city drifted into obscurity. How I would have loved to have been there with my Aoyama-kun…

I heard footsteps behind me. I turned, hoping to see Aoyama, but instead I found myself looking into a pair of light blue eyes.

"Shirogane-san! What are you doing here?" To say I was surprised to see him would have been an understatement.

"You forgot this at the café." He extended his hand and revealed the pendant I used to transform into Mew Ichigo. He lectured me for a moment about my irresponsibility. I apologized and reached out for the pendant. "It's beautiful tonight," he said gently. Our hands met as I took the pendant from him. I blushed a little, trying not to get too freaked out. I was not feeling the need to turn into a little black cat!

"As long as I'm here, could I walk you home?" I blushed deeper, all the while yelling at myself for doing it. I nodded, not really sure what to say. We continued on through the park. As we walked, I glanced up at Shirogane-san out of the corner of my eye. The setting sun accented his golden hair, making it almost appear to glow. If he didn't scowl so much… I might think he was kinda cute… I blushed deeper still.

Shirogane must have spotted something up ahead that I hadn't because he stopped abruptly and turned pale. He turned to face me, blocking the path ahead.

"You don't want to go this way, it'll take too long." He grabbed my hand and started pulling me away from the area.

"Shirogane, stop it. What is going on up there that you don't want me to know about?" I pushed past him and, no more than two feet from where we'd originally stopped, I saw it. I couldn't believe it- there had to be another explanation. I felt my body grow heavy as I sank to my knees. Aoyama was with another girl- and they were kissing.

I burst into tears. What else could I do? I felt as though someone had surgically removed my heart with OUT anesthetic and then used a sledge hammer on it a dozen times. I felt like I was outside of my body, watching all of this like it was a bad television show… Shirogane knelt down beside me and stroked my hair. "Come on, let me take you home."

He helped me to my feet and we walked back a ways to wear his motorcycle was waiting at the park's entrance. I didn't feel much like walking any more anyway. I wrapped my arms around him as we prepared to drive off and buried my face in his back. Perhaps I would need this trip after all…