Kisshu turned over on the floor of his room, drawing his knees up to his chest. It had been a week since he and his companions had left Earth behind. All three aliens had a hard time coping with the loss of their crushes, but Kisshu had it the hardest. He wouldn't have the satisfaction of imagining a certain pink-haired girl missing him. Although he could still remember her crying when she thought he was dead, the sight of her happy face came soon after. The thought of Ichigo being so happy with anyone other than him tore up Kisshu. Even worse, however, was knowing that he would never have a chance as her love.

Kisshu's stomach rumbled, but he ignored it. He hadn't eaten for so long that guts ached. Still, the thought of eating made him extremely nauscious. Just yesterday, when he'd tried to force himself to eat, he'd barely made it to the bathroom in time. It probably wouldn't matter anyways; in the end, no one would care, not even him. Pai and Taruto were too occupied with their own pain to notice him. It was odd, because the three of them had almost been like brothers at one point.

There was no sound to warn of him of someone approaching. Kisshu jumped as his door was opened. It was Taruto, blinking in confusion, "Kisshu, why're you sleeping on the floor?"

"I must've fallen out of bed," he lied, not wanting to acknowledge his pathetic predicament. Taruto just blinked again, then left, absently playing with his click-clack weapon. Kisshu layed his head back down, listening to the receding noise. His large ears soon registered another noise; the tapping of Pai at his computer.

This was new. Well, not NEW, but it hadn't been heard in the past week. Kisshu wondered at this, as they couldn't possibly be near their home planet. The green haired alien got up, floating out of his room silently to the computer room. Pai didn't notice him, but continued typing away. All Kisshu saw was a long stream of code, but suddenly on the screen there appeared five windows. For a moment they were black, but a few more seconds of typing and one of them showed static, then a picture of the Mew Mew Lettuce. It made sense now; Pai had left some of their parasite aliens back on Earth for survelliance. He was taking a peek at his own crush back on Earth. She was sleeping, which meant it must be nighttime.

After a few minutes Pai typed up something more, and the other screens showed static. Kisshu searched hungrily for the one that would show Ichigo in her pajamas, forgetting his pain for a moment. It wouldn't last, however, as the screen showed Ichigo fully awake, studying with Aoyama. He let out a sharp cry of pain and fell to the floor. Through half-closed eyes he saw Pai and Taruto rush toward him. Apparently Taruto had been watching with eager interest as well. The blurry image of them standing over him, faces full of concern, was very much like the time he had been injured by the Blue Knight. He smiled, before passing out.

Kisshu came to in his room, on his bed. Pai and Taruto were standing above him, Taruto's face scared, Pai's stern. Kisshu was about to speak, telling them he was fine, when a piece of fruit was shoved into his mouth. Pai had roughly stuck it in there, not seeming to care if he hurt the other alien or not. He turned around, and his deep monotone voice sounded, "You need to eat, Kisshu." With that he left. Taruto looked between the two, and rushed out of the room, leaving something behind on the bed.

Kisshu picked it up, to find it was a candy drop. Taruto had taken to the kitchen ever since they left Earth, trying to replicate the candy drops Pudding had given him. Kisshu took the apple out of his mouth, exchanging it for the candy. It actually tasted pretty good. It couldn't be very nutritious, however, and Kisshu diligently set to work on the apple, struggling to keep it down. Perhaps later he would have a piece of dry toast.

Pai was leaning against his computer, unable to forgive himself for neglecting Kisshu and Taruto. Since they had joined together to defeat their false savior Deep Blue, Pai had felt a sense of responsibility toward the two younger aliens. Taruto floated up shyly to Pai and asked, "What's wrong with Kisshu?"

Pai smiled on the inside. It seemed that his beloved Pudding had rubbed off on him. "Well, he's lovesick. It like,.. well, just imagine of Pudding had told you that she was going to go ahead and get married with that guy who studied under her father." This was the best way Pai could explain it. Taruto's fists clenched, and his eyes became hard. He understood, sort of. Pai ruffled the young alien's hair, and he floated off to the kitchen. He'd been spending a lot of time there lately.

Now that he knew he was alone, Pai opened a fifth window on his computer. It showed the blond human Shirogane. The purple alien knew that Lettuce was in love with him, and it burned him up to think of it. Pai knew how Kisshu felt, and his heart went out to him. Knowing you'd never have a chance at love really hurt. Perhaps he should have been a little kinder to Kisshu. Still, even lovesick he didn't have a reason to neglect his health that much.