This story is a sequel to "The Green Monster." It does not make much sense unless you have read that story first. The story is set within the year after the conclusion of "Tokyo Mew Mew a la Mode," which introduced the character of Mew Berry. Thus Ichigo and her friends are about 15 years old. Berry is about one year younger, while Zakuro is about five years older and Pudding is about 5 years younger.

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The Tokyo Mew Mews

In

"Revenge Is Sweet"

Chapter 1: Low Hanging Fruit

Minto sighed as she poured Berry another glass of champagne. Berry had gotten drunk again. She was doing it every meeting, now. It was rather funny to see, because Berry couldn't handle alcohol at all, and when she got loaded, she said and did such stupid things. She would spill drinks on herself, and would make such a fool of herself with silly and childish insults of Ichigo. But it wasn't all fun. The last time she had gotten this drunk, she had wet herself.

These meetings of the Hate Ichigo Club didn't mean much any more. Yes, they still hated Ichigo, even more than before. But now that they had been expelled from the Mew Mews and fired from the Café, they never saw that red-haired skank. And after Ichigo had returned from Lovatron, all of their plots and lies had been exposed. Now the other Mew Mews hated them. Even Lettuce, who didn't hate anybody, would not speak with them. Their friends were gone, their jobs were gone, and their fame as superheroes was gone.

And Zakuro was gone. Minto had never seen her since she and Berry had been thrown out of the Mew Mews, on that horrible night when Ichigo had made it back from Lovatron and had taken her revenge by beating up both Mint and Berry. Poor Berry had thought that she could lick Ichigo in a fair fight! Minto shook her head at the memory. Ichigo had pounded Berry half-senseless in less than a minute. In fact, Mint had feared that Ichigo would kill the foolish blonde, but she had backed off before anyone had to stop her. That ugly, over-muscled skank! How Mint hated her! She had ruined everything! Now Mint never got to see the love of her life, at least not in the flesh. She still had every movie, every music video, every magazine or internet article she could find that even mentioned her glorious dark-haired idol. But Zakuro had told her that she never wanted to see Mint's face again, because she and Berry had betrayed that stinking Ichigo to Kisshu. Zakuro had said that she would never forgive Minto!

Yet Minto still loved her, and always would. She sighed again, and poured herself another glass of champagne. She spilled it badly, and thought: she was quite drunk, too. She wondered when her parents would find out that she was drinking so much. Her old Baaya had already figured it out, but she kept her mouth shut. It would be different when her parents found out; then Minto would pay a heavy price. But until then, she thought, it would help her forget the misery of her life. At her feet, her little dog, Miki, growled. Apparently he, too, thought, she was drinking too much. But Mint didn't care. She raised the glass to her lips.

Then she thought she saw the air shimmer. Was she that drunk? She looked at the drunken, giggling Berry, who was pointing behind Mint. Mint turned her head, and in a second or so her eyes focused. Someone was there!

It was not one of her parents, fortunately. It was a young man, a tall, slender young man with green hair, pale skin, long extended ears, and strange amber eyes that had narrow-slit pupils, like a cat's. It was an alien! Mint knew him, to be sure: Kisshu.

Minto struggled to her feet, reaching for her pendant as she did so. She had been expelled from the Mew Mews, but she still had her magical pendant. But as she did, the alien smiled wickedly, and spoke in a teasing voice, "Mind if I join you?"

Mint still touched her pendant while the alien strutted up to them. He always seemed to strut around Mint. He thought so much of himself! But Mint decided that she would have little chance against him anyway if she tried to transform, and so she said with a thick, slurred voice, "Please join us, will you?" There was another glass there, and Minto managed to pour the champagne without spilling it this time. Then Kisshu helped himself to a chair, sat back, and raised the glass to his lips.

Again he smiled wickedly. "Well, I see Ichigo's enemies are still together, and well." He chuckled. "Sort of well, anyway." Berry looked at him and giggled, not catching that Kisshu had just made an insulting comment about how drunk the two girls were.

Berry just kept giggling, and so Minto knew she would have to do the talking. So she swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and tried to say something sensible. "Ah, Kisshu, why are you here?" She frowned. "As if I don't know."

"Yeah, why?" Berry slurred the words badly, and Minto shook her head. The blonde airhead was pathetically drunk.

"So you think you know?" the alien answered, slyly. "And what would the reason be?" He took another swallow from his glass.

Mint snorted. "How dumb do you think we are? We know it has something to do with a certain red-haired skank, one you can't stop obsesh… er, obsheshh, ah, uh, ob-sess-ing over." She could get the word out, if she said it slowly enough.

Kisshu laughed. "That little slut? Please! I have a hundred fangirls back on Lovatron who are 'way better than that little turd."

Again Mint snorted. "Don't waste your time. We know who you're after. Well, she's not here. So you can leave. Go to the Café Mew Mew, maybe she's there."

But the alien just kept smiling wickedly, and he finished his glass of champagne. "No," he said. "I have no use for that pig. Never did."

Mint rolled her eyes, or tried to. "Never did? And that's why you kidnapped her and dragged her back to Lovatron, and why you kept her as a sex slave and raped her every day – because you didn't care? You doofus! You just can't keep your mind off her, can't keep your hands off her, can't keep your…" She shut up before her remarks got too off-color.

"All lies!" the alien retorted, and his amber eyes blazed. "It was she that wanted me, she that wanted to get out of this pathetic, loser world of yours, and away from that dull child of a boyfriend of hers. But when I took her to Lovatron, she found she couldn't compete with the girls up there, and so she got jealous. And she somehow got word to the losers back here, to come and get her and get back at me. But I just kicked them all back here, including that red-haired witch."

Minto openly laughed at him. "You really are a freaking moron, if you think we'd believe that! Do you forget that we were there when you kidnapped her – when she fought you and bit you and kicked you? She would have gotten away, too, if we hadn't grabbed her and held her for you. And now you say she wanted to go? Please… you are so full of crap that I'm about to barf just hearing your stupid story. I told you, she's not here. Go to Café Mew Mew. You know where it is."

The alien's eyes grew wild, and Mint again reached for her pendant. She was frightened, now, and Berry was almost completely passed out and would not be any help if the alien attacked. But Kisshu calmed himself – with great effort – and muttered, "And I told you, I didn't come here to get that ugly skank."

Mint snorted yet again. "Then why did you come here? Why come all across space? Who do you want?"

Kisshu's mouth twisted. "Not who, moron. What."

"Then what?" Mint demanded. She was really getting tired of the alien's silly games.

"Think, fool!" he said. "What is the one thing that this worthless world has that we don't have?"

Mint shook her head. "I don't know. Skanky cat-girls?"

"No, moron. Mew Aqua. Got it? That's what I need," Kisshu said.

"Isn't that what they brought out there to exchange for the skank? Yes it is!" Mint answered her own question. "So you got it. And you had some left over after we did in Deep Blue, too." Mint's mind was beginning to clear a bit and she was thinking hard, trying to figure out the alien stalker's game. Then suddenly she said, "I think I got it. Pai and Taruto bought back the Mew Aqua, and you didn't, because you were too busy having your way with the skank. And now they're bigger stars than you are, and you can't take it."

Kisshu jumped up out of his chair, and raised his hand to hit Mint. She just laughed. "Bingo! I nailed it, didn't I! Poor little alien, not the star any more, and he can't take it."

Kisshu slapped her face, but she just laughed more. "Well, we don't have any. I thought they had some at the Café, but they traded that for the skank. Unless they have more by now – well, go ask them. No one else has any!"

Kisshu seethed with anger and his pale face rapidly turned red. He raised his hand to strike again, but suddenly Berry's voice stopped him. "Hey, didn't, ah, didn't… ah, what's-her-name, uh, Zakuro have, uh, some?" Berry was so drunk she could hardly talk.

Mint started and her eyes flew wide open. That idiot Berry! So Mint said, as quickly as she could, "No! She ah, she… had some, I think, but she turned it in to Ryou a long time ago. Yeah, that's it. She gave it to, ah, Shi—ro, ah… ga-ne." She got the name out, sort of.

And Kisshu smirked again. "The blond fool?" he said with a smirk. "Well, I'll have to see him."

"Yeah," Mint said. "Go see him, and leave us alone."

But Kisshu didn't leave. Instead, with an even bigger smirk, he strutted up to Mint. "No, not quite yet," he said. Then his arms encircled her waist, and his lips smothered hers!

Mint at first struggled against this. She didn't want him, she didn't want any man! At their feet, little Miki, sensing his master in distress, growled again. But a swift kick from the alien sent the mutt flying, and he did not even break the lip-lock with Minto.

Mint tried to again push him away, but she was much too drunk. And his lips were so warm… His hands danced over her body, caressing all kinds of places where they should not have gone. He was so sexy, so good at this! His tongue wrapped around hers, and then he tore off her pendant and threw it aside. Now Mint knew what was happening, but her head was spinning, and she had no strength to resist. "No! No!... No…" she gasped. Her voice trailed off, smothered by his lips.

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It was past nine in the morning when Minto awoke with her dog, licking her face. She was lying on her stomach on her bed, almost completely undressed, and her head pounded wildly, as if someone was beating it with a rubber hammer. She lay there for quite a while, trying to remember the night before. She could remember Kisshu, and some horrible things. She was afraid, but she checked herself.

And the horrible things were true.

Mint gasped, and began crying. How could this have happened? It was the wine, of course. She had been so drunk, so helpless. She shook her head a little, and she felt her stomach start to heave. She got her feet on the floor and staggered to the bathroom, trying to hold it down for just a few more seconds.

And there on the bathroom floor lay Berry, face-down in her own vomit. She had little clothing on her, either, and her arms and body looked hurt and bruised. Mint emptied her stomach into the toilet bowl, and then got on the floor, and shook her friend.

"Berry! Berry! Please wake up! Please! Berry!" she screamed.

She burst into tears and wailed loudly.