A/N I don't own TMM. I wish... . Goddamn 4Idiots TV.

Summary: I wrote this fic because a reviewer wanted a MintoXRyou fic. This isn't a pairing I usually do (MINT X PAI!), but I guess I need to try new things.

Minor Pairings: ZakuroXKeiichiro, Kishigo, PurinXTaruto, (NEVER CAN'T MAKE ME TYPE IT!), Rettasu X Pai? (NUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!)

Content with Anyone: Chapter 1

The blond owner of Cafe MewMew looked around at all the waitresses. He had 6, well 5, beautiful girls working for him, yet he couldn't stop liking the one with magenta pigtails. Ichigo Momomiya. Why, oh WHY, did she have to date that insufferably nice Masaya?

But, right now, he'd be content with anyone.

"Time for my afternoon tea!" The one with blue hair announced. Ryou looked over at her, desperately wanting to tell her to get abck to work, but his manager/chef had already prepared the dreaded tea, and Ichigo was already complaining.

CRASH! SCREAM!

"Gomen nasai, Shirogane-Sama!" came the shy meek voice of Rettasu Midorikawa.

"Ryou-Sama, watch me do my performance!" Purin Fong yelled, trying to balance a number of fine china plates on very thin sticks. They wobbled, before falling.

Mint shook her head in disgust at the sight.

"Purin! Get back to work!" He did yell at the youngest MewMew, as Zakuro, the oldest, knelt down with a broom to help Rettasu.

Just another day at Cafe MewMew.

AFTER WORK

"Oh, I hate working..." Mint complained, on the ride home with Zakuro. Zakuro just nodded, her head turned to the window, gazing out at the streets of Tokyo.

"And, is it just me, or does Ryou seem...out of it?" Mint continued. No answer. "Zakuro?"

"Huh?" Zakuro shook her violet head, and looked to Mint.

"Did you hear me, Zakuro-Sama?" Mint asked, her blue eyes wide in surprise. Maybe something was wrong with Zakuro Fujiwara as well...

"Ne?" Zakuro said, searching her mind for a suitable answer, although she hadn't really been listening to her younger co-worker. "I agree."

"I thought so! I wonder what's bothering him..."

Zakuro went back to looking out the window, her thoughts travelling not to the owner of the Cafe, but to the manager.

Zakuro's Memory--------------------------------------

"Fujiwara, can I talk to you?" Keiichiro Akasaka asked, after work one day. Zakuro had almost reached the door, but she turned and faced him.

"I told you to call me Zakuro." She said impatiently. She didn't know how long Mint was willing to wait in that limo of hers, but maybe she could wait a little longer.

"Alright, Zakuro." He agreed.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" She asked, tossing her violet hair over her shoulder, and leaning against the double doors.

"Can I ask you something?" The brunette asked, stepping up beside her.

"Could you be quick about it?"

"Sure. Mint's waiting." he took a deep breath for wait he was about to say. "Zakuro, I understand that you, quite possibly being the most beautiful woman in the cafe---"

"Ryou would argue with you about that."

"Yes, he would. But, let me continue." Zakuro was quiet as he did so. "You have a lot of fans, correct." She nodded. Keiichiro leaned into her quickly, placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Consider me one as well. Ashiteru."

Zakuro turned, yanking the doors open, and fleeing to Mint's waiting limo.

End Zakuro's Memory--------------------------------------

Ichigo Momomiya arrived home, sluggishly, wondering why she had walked, even though Ryou had offered to drive. She usually let Keiichiro drive her home, but he was 'busy'.

"Welcome home, honey!" Her mother greeted her as she entered the kitchen.

"Ohaiyo, Kaa-San." She said slowly, before trudging up the stairs to her room.

"Ichigo, there's a note on your bed, honey! I think it's from..." Ichigo didn't need to hear the rest of that sentence, she knew who it would be from. She raced up the remaining steps, tripping over the last one, and into her room. She dropped the backpack hastily, and pounced the note on her bed.

It was in a pink envelope, and smelled sweet. She opened it.

"Ichigo," the note began.

"I know this will be hard for you to understand.

But, I'm breaking up with you.

I want you to know, I still love you, but only as a friend..." She didn't need to read the rest of it. She tossed it to the ground, pulled a pillow to her chest, and started to cry.

Mint Aizawa stepped out of her limo, and the first thing she heard was the barking of her small dog, Mickey. "Mickey!" She knelt down beside him, picking him up in her arms. Then, she went into the house. The housekeeper looked at her.

"Welcome home, miss. I'm sorry, but your parents aren't home..." She began.

Mint just nodded mutely. Her brother wasn't home either, but there were probably flowers and an apology on her bed. Kaa-San and Tou-San weren't home, neither was Ni-Sama, as usual. The big luxurious mansion all to herself.

It sucked.

She climbed the staircase, up to her room. Sure enough, a large bouquet and a card were on her bed. She picked up the bouquet, and took the old wilted flowers out of the vase on the nightstand.

Afterwards, she sat on the egde of her bed, taking the headband from her hair, and undoing the twin buns. Her blue hair fell to her shoulders in waves. She looked down at her lap, and Mickey looked up at her from the floor, letting out a bark.

A few tears fell. Just her and the dog. Like always.

She hated being so alone. Seh knew she should call Rettasu, or Ichigo, maybe even Berii or Zakuro, but she couldn't stop crying long enough to regain her composure and pick up the phone.

The tears just wouldn't stop.

Mickey hopped up onto the bed, settling down beside her. She reached over to pat him, but the phone rang. She looked at it.

Ring. Ring. Ring. She finally picked it up.

"Mint?" It was Ichigo.

"Speaking."

"I know you don't like to be bothered but..." She didn't finish, and started to cry again.

"Ichigo?" More sobs. "Are you...alright?"

"No, Mint-San, I'm not." She answered.

What could make Ichigo upset? Mint wondered. "What's wrong?" It seemed like there was something wrong with everyone these days.

"It's...Masaya!" She cried.

Oh, no. "Did he...?"

"Yes!" More crying. Mint felt a few sympathetic tears fall from her eyes now. "He left me a note..."

"That's rude. He couldn't even break up with you to your face?" Mint asked in shock.

"No!" Ichigo's sobs had died down now.

"What a jerk. Oh, Ichigo, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Ichigo paused. "My mom said I can have someone over tonight. You wanna come?"

"How about you come over to my house?" Mint offered. All the MewMews loved spending the night in her mansion. "My parents aren't home, and I'll invite all the MewMews. It'll be...fun."

"Okay. Let me pack my stuff."

"Fine. I'll send my limo over." Mint hung up the phone.

Ichigo blinked in shock. Mint was being too nice...She must really be lonely.

Mint swung her legs against the bed, in boredom, and anticipation for her friends. She'd already told the chef downstairs to make more than enough food, the housekeeper to go get the spare sleeping bags, and the guard at the gate to let the limo back through.

She looked to the phone again.

Would the other MewMews think it was nice if she invited Ryou, Keiichiro, and Meguro?

She knew Berii would. Berii was always looking for more excuses to spend time with him.

Mint wondered if Pai, Kishuu, and Taruto were back in town. They dropped by occasionally, for Kishuu to re-ask Ichigo to marry him, and for Purin to spend some time with Taruto. She grabbed the phone, and dialed the number for the apartment they owned.

The phone rang for what seemed like hours before someone picked it up. "Hello?"

"Hello. It's Mint."

Pai looked at Kishuu and shrugged. "Mint. Yeah. What do you want?"

"Is this Pai?"

"No, it's Kishuu." He said sarcastically.

Mint knew then it was Pai. "Ha ha. Put Kishuu on."

"Tsk. Fine. I can tell you miss me." he handed the phone off to his commander.

"Mint? What do you want?" Kishuu asked. Mint would never call unless it was...interesting. Purin, however, called everyday.

"Guess what?" She said.

"What?"

"I said to guess!"

Kishuu thought. It must be someone that would make him insanely happy. "Masaya died?" He guessed.

"Almost as good as that." She replied.

What could be almost as good as that? "Ichigo broke up with him for me?" he guessed again, happily.

"Not quite. He broke up with her." She corrected.

Kishuu pulle the phone away from his ear. "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!" Taruto looked up from the video game.

"What now?" Pai drawled.

"Kishuu?" Mint said. "KISHUU!"

Kishuu put the phone back to his overly large ear. "Yes? Anything else? Mint, I want you to know, I love you now."

Mint chuckled. "Then do me a favor. I have all the MewMews and some guy friends coming over to my house for a sleepover party. I don't want the guys to feel left out, so..."

"Leave it to me, my love, Pai, Taruto and I will be there!" He hung up the phone.

"We'll be where?" Pai asked, an eyebrow raised.

"We're going to the Aizawa residence for a slumber party." Kishuu said triumphantly. Taruto turned the game off, and went to get the sleeping bags.

"Oh god...Here we go..." He looked at Taruto. "You don't need those."

"Why not?"

"Mint has a million of them." He answered shortly.

"How do you know?" Kishuu teased.

"Yeah, did you use one of them?"

Pai shook his head. "I didn't need to." He said with a smirk.

A/N Ok, ok...I know this is supposed to be a MintXRyou fic, but I couldn't resist the Pai X Mint hint at the end. It was so priceless. I think. But, I promise, it will be Ryou X Mint. I will try my hardest. -crosses out Pai's name and replaces it with Ryou in all the MintPai lime scene's she's written.- MWAHAHAHAHA!