Ichigo looked at her bedroom clock. 11:59 P.M. Ichigo gasped, picking something off her desk and ran to her bed, getting under the pink covers. She hid her body under the bed sheets and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep as she felt a ripple in the air.

Let go of her, alien!" Ryou growled at the green-haired alien, trying to strike fear which didn't work out to well.

Hi am Momomiya ichigo "KISSHU!" I shot straight up in bed, gasping for air, tears stains on her cheeks. I looked at the clock, it was 3 in the morning. It was summer, and i had a date with Aoyama-kun that day. It had been nearly a year since that fateful day. And every night since i have dreamt about the moment when Kisshu died in my arms. It haunted my dreams. I never loved Kisshu, it has always been my Aoyama-kun i loved. But watching someone try to kiss you and then die in your arms has a terrible effect on you.