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Author's Note: This is the re-write of the first chapters of The Mew Project. After a whole truck-load of assignments and tests, not to mention I was trolled several times (Called a Weeaboo, my 4 years of Japanese doubted etc. Not that I care, I love other cultures, Japanese culture happens to be a favourite, so I am a Weeaboo and proud of it!) I was pulled into a writer's block. I have so much more to this story so I was hoping if I went back to the beginning, I might get back my passion for this.

Note: I am Australian, and we have alternative ways of spelling certain words from America. Eg. Mum/Mom, -ise/-ize etc.

Jero Amaiko (ジェロアメイコ) is one of the main protagonists of Love Mew Mew. She transforms into Mew Jello. Jero is a young teenage girl with light peach skin, long dark red hair tied in twin buns on top of her head, and light blue eyes. She has freckles going across her face and on her shoulders to. Hachimitsu Shima is one of the main heroines of Kōkan Gakusei Mew Mew. She's a 17-year-old Mew Mew who transferred to Japan from America. Hachimitsu's brown hair is short and she has green eyes.

I know it is a major pain to do this, but please leave comments/reviews etc. because it really does cheer me up, knowing that this story is actually read and liked by people. Thank you and sorry for all this!

Timeline – Three days before the start of The Mew Project

Chapter 1: Enter the protagonists

The sounds of footsteps filled every street as hundreds of people commuted to work or school. The non-stop traffic crept beside the sidewalk, the hum of the engines lifted up, alongside the emissions into the sky. The tall structures of Tokyo painted the horizon gray, a never-ceasing tide of development and technology.

In one of the residential areas of Tokyo the sunlight shone brightly through a window, creating a dappling-like pattern as it broke through the white lace curtains. A continuous ticking of a little red, belled alarm clock echoed in the room yet did not rouse the girl under the multiple thick blankets that rose and fell with her breathing.

'Ichigo! Breakfast is ready!' A women voice called out. The twelve-year old just mumbled something incoherent and snuggled into her large pillow. Her sugar-pink hair was in a mess from a night of tossing around in her bed and her long eyelashes were clumped together by yellow clods of sleep. There was a minute silence before the woman called out again.

'Ichigo! Get up!' This time, her voice had that hit of authority in it, 'Your breakfast is getting cold!'

The girl lazily opened her large light pink eyes. She just gazed sightlessly forward for a while as her brain started to work, her bodies' functions speeding up as her sleepiness wore away. She moaned as she pushed herself up, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

'I still had five minutes…' She groaned as she glanced at the ticking alarm clock.

'Momomiya Ichigo!' Ichigo's mother called out again.

'I'm up!' Ichigo replied to her mother and she let out a small yawn.

'Honestly…' Ichigo's mother sighed as she glanced up the wooden staircase, waiting for her daughter. She ran her fingers through her neck-length crimson hair that framed her round face as she walked back to the dining table. A middle-aged man sat at the head of the wooden table, flicking through the newspaper. His cheekbones and his short black hair that was jelled up into spikes made his face appear long.

'She isn't out of bed yet Sakura,' He commented as the woman walked over to him.

'Not yet but she will be soon,' Sakura smiled at him. She brought her hand up to his forehead and glided a thumb over the developing wrinkles on his slightly tanned skin.

'Shintaro, you have been pushing yourself too much at work,' She commented, leaning forward to place a delicate kiss on his brow. His gray eyes flickered with warm at the gentle actions. Sakura lowered her head and embraced him.

'Don't overwork yourself,' She instructed him, gazing at him with loving hazel eyes.

'Sakur-' Shintaro was interrupted as a loud thump sounded from upstairs. Sakura jumped at this, her loving and caring mood ripped from her in a second.

'Ichigo's up!' She chimed as she walked off to set up more breakfast for herself. Shintaro pouted and glanced to the side as he mentally cursed Ichigo's timing.

'That hurt!' Ichigo whimpered as she held her forehead, which throbbed hotly against her palm. She kicked off her pink pyjama pants that were wrapped around her ankles, the cause of her accident. She quickly slid her undershirts on and put her long sleeved, gray school blazer on top, and quickly tied up the red ribbon attached to the dark gray sailor collar. She slipped into the puffy, gray skirt and her white stockings and then she looked at herself in the mirror. She ran the brush over her hair and with two swift movements, pulled her hair into her trademark pigtails. She looked at her skin closely, checking that she was presentable before making her way downstairs to her parents.

'Took your time,' Her father snapped at her before scoffing down his bowl of rice. His eyes were shut tightly and anyone could sense his irritated aura. Ichigo jumped back at her father's irked tone.

'Breakfast is early this morning, you dummy!' Ichigo spat back at him, annoyed at his 'random' anger.

'Just a normal day,' Sakura sighed as she sat down for breakfast.

'I'm off!' Ichigo called out as she tapped the tip of her brown boots on the path, making sure that they were on properly. She took off along the sidewalk, making sure her brown school bag wouldn't bump into any one. Ichigo glanced up at the blue sky and let out a sigh of contentment as a rush of energy perked her spirits up. She stopped at the lights, waiting for them to change and she found herself sightlessly staring forward.

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'I wonder if I'll see him on the way to class today?' She pondered. She could just picture herself walking alone and then, up ahead would be the perfectly sculpted body, the well-kept black hair boy. Even if she just walked behind him she would be radiating happy vibrations all day.

'Hmm, but he would never…' Ichigo was cut off as someone wrapped their thin arms around her waist, pulling her into their body. Ichigo gasped aloud, in shock as bile rose up in her throat. Who ever this was, they were brave to do this in broad-daylight. However, Ichigo let out her breath when her back came into contact with two breasts, not a man's excitement. A head rested on her shoulder, honey blonde curls brushing her neck.

'He would never what? Thinking dirty thoughts weren't ya?' A girl's voice patronised Ichigo, her slight fingers tickling Ichigo's stomach. Ichigo's heart thumped hard in embarrassment as the girl hit the nail on the head.

'It wasn't dirty!' Ichigo protested, 'I was just thinking about him in general Moe!' Ichigo hissed at her best friend who let her go. Moe's rosy cheek were framed ever-so perfectly with her curled, neck-length hair. Her light ruby eyes shone with amusement.

'Sorry! Sorry!' She said, her hand raised vertically against her mouth, 'You were just so obviously spacing out about Aoyama that it was hard to not do that. What, did you think I was a perverted old man?' She laughed, placing her hands on her perfectly shaped hips.

'Well, I was glad to fall another girl's body, not to mention your body the first time,' Ichigo stated, Moe laughed at his.

'Hey drop that already!' She laughed, 'What makes my body so great anyway?' Moe asked Ichigo.

'You seriously want to know?' Ichigo asked her as they crossed the road, 'Your heart-shaped face with perfect curls framing it. Beautiful ruby eyes and rosy cheeks, not to mention your bust size, your body is like an hour-glass, your bust, your shoulders don't slope down but aren't too broad. Your bust again…' Ichigo listed, Moe tapped her on the shoulder.

'I get it, I have big breasts for my age,' Moe laughed, 'But I feel flattered,' She smiled.

'And I feel insignificant now and a little bit uncomfortable about listing all of those things,' Ichigo half-joked. Moe gave her a side-glance that Ichigo could plainly translated.

'What was a stupid thing to think,'

'We all have our separate charm, you're cute, bubbly, happy-go-lucky, a little ditzy but that just adds to your childish cutesiness,' Moe replied back to her, cutting down Ichigo's comment. Ichigo smiled at this and lightly bumped Moe on the shoulder.

'Thanks Moe,'

'No problem,' She smiled back with her full-lips and rosy cheeks.

'Seriously, put some glasses on you and you're totally Moe*!' Ichigo joked.

'Do not use that pun again,' Moe pouted.

They continued their trek to Daikan Junior High School, the closer they got, the more people they bumped into adorning the gray Sailor-fuku* and the boys wearing a sleek gray blazer and matching pants.

A girl walked out of a twenty-four hour convenience shop, putting a bottle of water into her bag. Her gray-blue eyes scanned the street and they lit up as her gaze landed on Moe and Ichigo.

'Ichigo! Moe!' She called out and sprinted towards them.

'Miwa!' Moe responded, stopping to let Miwa catch up to them. Her thin brown hair was cut extremely short, just covering her forehead before ending at the start of her neck. She caught her breath quickly and smiled at her two loyal friends.

'Sorry! I left home earlier than usual because my clock was fast,' She apologised to them, 'It felt so strange walking to school by myself,'.

'It's okay!' Ichigo smiled at her as they continued walking to school, the school gates just in their sights. They continued their chatter as they walked through the school gates. Ichigo subconsciously glanced around, wondering if she could see that crown of black hair however to her disappointment, he was nowhere to be found.

'Ichigo? Did you hear me?' Miwa asked her politely, her gray-blue eyes looking up at her questionably.

'Eh? Umm… No, sorry,' Ichigo mumbled, snapping out of her slight dismay.

'She was thinking about Aoyama again!' Moe chimed in.

'Yeah, I was thinking about Ao-' Then it clicked in Ichigo's mind what she was saying. Her heart raced and she glanced around, hoping that no one around her heard that.

'You're blushing…' Moe teased, smiling smugly, Miwa smiled back at Moe and nodded in agreement.

'This is starting to be a bit of a problem huh?' Miwa commented, 'I mean, what if she does it in class?'

'What if she does it at canteen duty?' Moe piped in. Ichigo's heart increased at the thoughts of the embarrassing situations they were pouring into her mind. She shook her head from side to side furiously.

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'No, no, NO!' She mumbled aloud. The two girls laughed and hugged their ditzy friend in an attempt to calm her down.

'You know what this means Miwa?' Moe asked.

'Yep, it means we have to work harder!' Miwa added. Ichigo snapped out of her little spaz and glanced at her two friends.

'Harder? At what?'

'To get you two together!' They chimed together. Ichigo's heart fluttered at this show of friendship. She couldn't help a wide grin appearing on her face.

'Thank you guys!' Ichigo hugged them back as optimistic energy pumped through her veins. Although she couldn't escape the cold nagging gremlin called reality in the back of her mind.

'He has the whole school after him, many, many girls to pick from… Why would he pick me? Ichigo Momomiya out of everyone else?' Ichigo thought realistically as she changed her shoes around from outside shoes to indoor shoes.

'After all, this is Aoyama Masaya we are talking about, the dream boy of Daikan Junior High…' Ichigo thought as she headed to her homeroom.

Across town, a large sprawling park was alive with people. Either walking their beloved pets, watching them run over the well-kept grass or couples sitting against thick trunks of trees, which were either bear with no leaves, in a dormant state, waiting for the approaching spring, or trees that kept their leaves, continuing to photosynthesis in an environment where carbon dioxide was plentiful. In this park stood a three-story building that was shaped into a sort of circular tower. It was constructed of light pink bricks and dark pink tiles made a domed roof. On top of the dome was a strange golden cat-like ornament that was watching over the park with light blue, stone eyes. The building was complete with love-heart shaped windows and stained glass on top of the dome. A few city workers and inspectors walked out of the building, checking and writing down notes on a clipboard.

'Yep, that's everything, back to city hall to process this,' A suited man informed the small group. They gazed at the building in confusion, shaking their head they walked off.

'It looks like it was designed by a five-year old girl,' One the workers mumbled to another as they got in their vehicles.

'Why is our headquarters this Café?' A boy fifteen year old asked. Two men were within the basement of the building in a fortified room. The only light came from the various screens, television and computer screens filled the east and west walls, providing a sickly dull, artificial light. The screens had various equations, erratic numbers and codes in blinking green text as a green column slid through them all, numbers relentlessly reappeared again. 3D images of strains of multi-coloured DNA, scientific diagrams filled the remaining screens, only one screen was stuck on the 24-hour news channel, showing images from all-around the world. The east, north and west walls had a single bench wrapped around it, little lamps marking out the little workspaces that had been created over months of researching and work.

Typing on a keyboard was a twenty-one year old. His thick rimmed, rectangular glasses perched perfectlu on the bridge of his nose. His deep hazel eyes were focused on the computer screen yet, he smiled at the teenager's remark. His thick brown hair was pulled into a ponytail that reached down to his middle-back. His bangs flicked out to the right and left from a large part in the center of his forehead. He glanced at the blonde haired and blue-eyed teenager. From those two features and his tall nose and his face structure, you could easily tell that he wasn't full-blooded Japanese. He was the perfect image of a stereotyped American. He leaned back in his leather office chair, his long legs clothed in white, designer jeans. His expensive dark brown leather vest was hidden from sight by the teenager's black and white striped, long-sleeved hoodie jacket.

'Keiichiro… This place is so, so prosaic,' He stated, imitating a fancy, stuck-up critic. This show created a deep chuckle from the adult who was kept warm by his think, black trench coat and black pants.

'Alas, prosaic has a beauty to it Ryou,' Keiichiro added. The teen sighed and rocked back and forth more.

'But, why? Love hearts everywhere… Pink everywhere… Honestly, it's like if you put My Little Pony, strawberry short cake, a unicorn, the powerpuff girls, the colour pink, dresses, lipstick, cute animals with fat bodies and large eyes and fairies in a blender and used the result of that as the bricks for this place!' He ranted, this only brought amusement to Keiichiro.

'Have you seen the furniature that I ordered in?' Keiichiro asked him, his polite smile and hazel eyes hid the mischief perfectly in a perfect poker face.

'No…' He replied, confused at the change of subject.

'You'll love them, I got several sets of love heart chairs and tables in, they are really quite cute…' He informed him, his smile turned into a teasing smirk. Ryou's face turned into complete shock and in the shock, pushed himself of the bench with too much force. The chair fell over backwards onto the black titled floor and sent Ryou flying backwards.

'Shit! That hurt…' He cursed out as his elbow smashed lightly onto the ground. Pain took hold and tingled around his funny bone, as if ants were crawling in a frenzy around his limbs and bones, creeping up his arm. Keiichiro's smirk had disappeared and turned around from an immature adult with friends, to a father concerned for his child's wellbeing. He walked over to Ryou as he stood up, he looked into his hazel eyes and he could see that look.

That look that Ryou hated so much.

'I'm okay, I'm not a little kid anymore,' Ryou huffed, looking away, 'You did that on purpose, didn't you?'

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'I'm afraid so,' Keiichiro admitted smiling, back to his normal nature, 'I didn't think you would be shocked by that,' He half-lied.

'Of course I would be!' Ryou spazzed back at him, 'I mean, jeez! Next thing there will be a unicorn outside with a pony petting zoo…' He groaned. Keiichiro's right eyebrow rised up and he stared off sightlessly.

'You're thinking about that aren't you? Don't. Do. That,' Ryou breathed as he pulled his chair back up. Keiichiro just dropped the over the top idea and sat back down. Ryou glanced away from the screens and back down at his friend and accomplice.

'I was joking anyway,' Keiichiro stated.

'Why does it have to be this?' Ryou asked him. Keiichiro sighed and returned his gaze.

'Ryou, you know why,' he stated, his happy demeanor disappeared in an instant. This unnerved Ryou a little, but it was a serious topic in the end.

'The Mew Project is nowhere near complete. We could truthfully spend decades getting it to its full potential. However, we cannot wait any longer… Just like you said yourself Ryou. We need to act now. The only way for The Mew Project to work 100%, to have perfect infusion, perfect control of abilities without disrupting the human deoxyribonucleic acid permanently, and in that, without changing the number of chromosomes. However at the same time, it must be able to assimilate into the host's body and alter only a few chromosomes to enable metamorphosis. The only way so far is for the host to be still developing mentally and psychically and be female,' Keiichiro finished his long exposition.

'So make this place girly as hell to attract preteen and teenage girls here so we can ruin their DNA, effectively not making them human anymore…' Ryou bluntly summed up Keiichiro assessment. He looked off into the computer screen.

'I at least made it sound less harsh… But that is what we must do,' Keiichiro replied to him. Silence settled over them, endless and rapid sounds of Keiichiro's slender, long fingers hitting the keys on the keyboard. Ryou sighed as he gazed up at the screens.

'Everyone is going to think we are a gay couple…' Ryou groaned. Keiichiro raised his eyebrows questionably at this remark. 'It doesn't help that you're older than me too, it just makes people think that we are gay,'

'No they won't, you'll have girls all over you,' Keiichiro replied frankly, 'You haven't even had s-'

'It has nothing to do with that! I'm not talking my non-existent, I repeat! My non-existent sex life! I'm talking about the damage to my pride,' Ryou yelled back at Keiichiro.

'Something will happen eventually, you will have five young girls around…' Keiichiro laughed, 'Just be safe,'

'What are we taught since day-one of high school?' Ryou spat back, crossing his arms, 'I am going to be living in a pink castle… With no experience with girls… With another man… It sounds so gay…' Ryou complained.

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'You'll get used to it…'Keiichiro stated and he shut the computer down. He got up and stretched his arms out.

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'What are you doing?' Ryou asked

'We are going to the zoo remember? Today we are collecting the samples for the Mew Project,' Keiichiro reminded him. Ryou face-palmed himself for not remembering this. He stood up and yawned as he observed the data that filled the room.

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'Increasing dead zones… Rising global temperatures… Deforestation of forests all over the world and more developments,' Ryou scanned all of the graphs and information.

'It's increasing to much… They have to be adding to it,' Ryou murmured aloud, 'But we have added to it as well,' He added.

'This is our redemption then,' Keiichiro smiled at him. He ruffled his blonde hair as he passed him.

'But then, what can we do when we sacrifice five young girl's lives?' Ryou pointed out, 'What is our redemption then?'

'You will figure that out,' Keiichiro added as he walked out of the door.

Zoey Hoshi: Wow, I sounded scientific in this chapter. I guess Biology and Earth & Environmental Science do have a use for me!

Ryou: Nice to know how focused you are at school

Zoey Hoshi: You hated school too but you were rich and super-genius so you were able to get your butt outta there quickly, I gotta actually work to get out at the end of next year… Only to go into 5 years of university…

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Ryou: Nice One

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Zoey Hoshi: You would've too if did all your schooling in Japan!