Kish's Mew Mew

"So...boring...must...stay...awake..." I muttered, but my head sunk with my eyelids, and I was dreaming. I was walking down a dark hallway, wearing only my pajamas. Despite the wind, I wasn't cold. There were three doors in front of me. One to the left, one to the right, and the last in the middle. The one on the right opened, showing a girl with brown hair (she looked liek Ichigo) wearing a red outfit. She had a big ribbon in her hair, right in the front.She had two maraca-looking things, smiling.

The one on the left opened, showing Kish with an evil smirk on his face. A pale green light was in his eyes, and I felt afraid of this person.

Then, the middle opened. It showed me as I was. I wore a white dress and matching hat, recognizing the beach photo Mom and Dad had made just two months before the incident. I stared at all three. A voice, not inside my head, asked, "Which path will you choose?"

"W-what..."

"I'm asking the exact same thing, Asakura-san."

I looked up sleepily at the Sensei. He glared down at me, with a red vein throbbing on his head. I put my head down.

"Shush, I'm sleeping..." I sighed, closing my eyes. The whole class laughed. After school, I was given detention. Sensei kept me awake by making me alpahbetize all his work in chronocological order. When I was done, about an hour later, Ichigo was waiting for me.

"You need something?" I asked her as she dragged me in the eaxct opposite direction I needed to go to get home. I protested against this treatment, but she just smiled and dragged me. I actually picked up a tune. Drag, drag, drag drag drag. Drag, drag, drag drag drag. Finally, she escorted a protesting me into a very pink cafe.I cringed; this place had been the first thing I insulted when we moved here.

"Ah, this must be the new girl at your school." a girl with blue hair said, looking me over for about five minutes. "Not much of a worker."

"Ah, and you must be the girl I take out my anger on."

I faked a punch. The girl cowered, as I had hoped.

"Yep, you'll do," I sneered. She and I glowered at each other.

"Mint, please, you'll scare her away!" a boucy little girl shouted, smiling at me. I found myself staring at her. "I'm Pudding!"

"Nice to meet you."

"Guys, this is Yumi." Ichido introduced.

"You had to tell them mmy name, didn't you?" I groaned, glaring at Mint still.

After a while, I met Zakuro and Lettuce. We had a small sweet moment, and I was given a glass of milk. I glared at it.

"You're back, you annoying pest." I grumbled.

"Don't you like milk?" Pudding asked a little too loudly.

"No. It was my mom's favorite drink. She died last year."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ichigo whispered. I shrugged, still glaring at the liquid.

"So, how long do you plan to stay?" Zakuro asked.

"I plan to be gone by Christmas."

PART THREE OVER!!!!!!! I'm having too much fun writing this fanfic to limit it to five parts. For fans, that should be good. For people who hate it, don't read it. Here's a picture of all six Mew Mews! (For those who know Mew Ringo, I am using her as Yumi's Mew Mew form. And yes, I know Berry isn't in here. I couldn't find her, and I haven't read A la Mode yet)