Ichigo walked around the campus with a map in her hand. Despite moving in a week early Ichigo still had hard time getting around. The campus was quite big and a lot of buildings look similar to each other. She wanted to stop and ask directions, but she was worried about her Japanese accent. Since middle school Ichigo struggled with English. However thanks to her friends, she will able to become fluent.

After wondering around for a bit, Ichigo was able to come across the building she was looking for. Today was the first day of classes and she had her Art Gen Ed. class first thing in the morning. She walked inside the building and search for her classroom. She found it on the second floor and saw some of her classmates have already arrived. Ichigo saw an empty seat in the back room and decided to sit down. She placed her bag on the table and pulled out her phone to kill some time.

Kish looked down on the campus from the top of one of the higher buildings. The campus was huge with many trees dispersed throughout; a nice blend of urban and natural. It was refreshing after his last visit to Earth was mostly urban in setting. Washington was a very pretty state, and he hoped being on this side of the globe was far enough to not alert the Mew Mews to his presence. He just wanted to live on Earth for a bit. There was no reason to alarm them.

He watched as thousands of students rushed from one side of the campus to the other, frantic to get to their classes before the bells rang. It seemed counter intuitive for humans to build such a large campus when they couldn't fly or teleport; especially with classes were within ten minutes of each other.  Thankfully, he wouldn't have that issue.

The warning bells chimed, indicating it was about time for class. Kish turned away from the edge of the roof and grabbed his backpack. He had already scoped out a good place to teleport near the building, so it didn't take long for him to appear in a nearby tree and slide down onto the grassy base without anyone noticing he hadn't been there moments before.

He entered the building and pulled his schedule from his pocket to check for the room number. Then he headed to the second floor and entered the room, looking for a place to sit. There were multiple unoccupied seats but no unoccupied tables.  He had waited too long to claim one for himself.

His heart skipped a beat as his eyes (which were now green rather than amber thanks to his disguise) landed on the Japanese girl seated alone at one of the back tables. It couldn't be... There was absolutely no reason for her to be all the way across the globe for school when Japan had its own colleges.  And yet...

He was already moving towards the table before he could stop himself.  There was no reason for Ichigo to be here, but there she was. There was no reason for her to even acknowledge him. He could have sat across the room and never said one word to her. But there was not keeping himself from her.  He was already at the table, his heart beating faster and his mind screaming at him to leave her be and let the past rest.

"Excuse me... Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked. There was no turning back now.

Ichigo was surfing the internet on her phone, when she heard a voice. She glanced up and saw a boy standing there. She made a small frown. For some reason he looked familiar to her, but she can't figure out why. Ichigo didn't know anyone from outside of Japan (well she knew the aliens, but they don't count!). She just shook off this feeling and gave him a small smile.

"Not at all," She replied.

"Thank you." Kish briefly returned the smile and sat in the chair next to her.  He hoped he didn't look too happy about it. He didn't want to be the same obsessive stalker he was in the past. At best, he could be friends with Ichigo while in college and then slowly lose contact later without her ever knowing his identity. Which meant he would actually have to choose a major to be able to stay here all four years...

He mentally shrugged at the thought and grabbed a sketchbook from his bag. Average intelligence in his people was good enough to major in any human area of study. He would just have to figure out what he wanted to do later. It would be harder to keep his alien knowledge a secret from humanity that it would be to succeed in something like engineering or chemistry.

Kish drew a few quick doodles as he waited for class to begin. He wanted to talk to Ichigo, but he wasn't sure what type of conversation to start. Even with his observation of humans both in the past and the weeks leading up to his settling in Washington, there was still a chance lack of knowledge would give him away.

Ichigo glanced at the boy in the corner of her eye. She couldn't help, but wonder why he looked familiar to her. She debated about asking if they met, but she didn't want to make things awkward. Especially since she's a foreigner. She went back to her phone until the teacher walked in. He started with roll call and for the rest of the class he talked about the projects they would be working on.

After class, Ichigo grabbed her bag and swung it over her shoulder. She was about to leave, but she really wanted to talk to this boy. She turned and faced him. "Um, I hope this doesn't sound odd, but you look familiar to me. Have we met somewhere before?"

Kish bent down to put his sketchbook away as Ichigo stood to leave. He had just giving up on talking to her when he stood and saw her facing him. Surprise quickly flashed through his eyes as she spoke, and he took the moment to check the contents of he bag while he recomposed himself.

He looked back to her and shrugged. "There's a chance we've passed each other before. I'm Haru Akiyama. I'm an exchange student from Tokyo. Judging from your accent, you're also from Japan, right?"

He knew he shouldn't be surprised she thought he was familiar. His disguise changed very little about his appearance. Human ears, green eyes, and medium length darker hair that wouldn't instantly register as green since green was not a normal human color. He didn't see a reason to change his facial structure when there wasn't supposed to be anyone who would recognize him in the area.

Ichigo was pleasantly surprised to find out he was from Tokyo as well. So maybe she saw him on the street somewhere? She gave him a second look. Still nothing came to mind. Maybe he was a customer at the cafe? Ugh this was going to bother her. She then noticed he was staring at her. Oh! Right he needed an answer.. She hope he didn't think she weird or some kind of stalker...

"Yes, I'm from Tokyo as well. I'm Ichigo Momomiya." She replied and switched to Japanese at once. "What part of Tokyo are you from? I'm from the east side."

Kish followed her lead and happily switched to Japanese as well. English had taken a while to learn, and Japanese grammar was more similar to his own language. "I'm from the northern part of Tokyo, but I went to different parts of Tokyo often as a teenager."  He answered.  Thankfully, all of his attacks had given him a pretty good map of Tokyo's major landmarks, so he should be able to back the claim up if necessary.

He wondered if he should try to convince her that he visited the cafe on multiple occasions. Not that his alias would have remembered her being a waitress there. Would she get suspicious if he suggested it?

"Did you go to different parts of Tokyo a lot as well?"

Ichigo nodded her head. "My friends and I went to many places during high school." She held back a laugh as she thought about her days as a mew mew. The aliens attacked in several areas in Tokyo. Before she could add more to the conversation Ichigo realized she needed to get to her next class. She then grabbed a pen out of her bag and grabbed Haru's hand. She wrote her number on his hand.

"Seeing how we're both from Tokyo we should stick together," she as put away her pen. "Text me. We should hang out some time." She gave him a smile and made her way toward her next class. She really hope she would hear from outside of class. He seem nice and he was cute!

Kish watched as she left the classroom, his hand still partially outstretched with the phone number showing. She had just given him a way to contact her whenever he wanted and encouraged its use. Not that he would use it at a stalkerish level... Thankfully, he had a cellphone that he used to get into the university.

He shook his head to clear it as students from the next class started to filter in. He needed to get back to his teleportation spot so he could get to his next class without being late. He grabbed his phone from his bag and entered the number into his otherwise empty contacts and headed out of the classroom. He would wait until later tonight to text her.

Ichigo strolled across campus happy that her classes were done for the day. So far her classes weren't too bad and the classmates she talked to today seem to understand her. Plus she made a new friend! Ichigo quickly pulled her phone out her of bag. She wanted to see if Haru texted her yet. Nothing. She let out a little sigh. 

'Should I text him?' she thought to herself. She didn't want to seem too eager. Maybe she would after few more classes with each other? That probably was the best option. Ichigo looked up and saw she was approaching her dorm. She put her phone away and walked inside the building. She swiped her ID at the front desk and headed to the elevator. She was looking forward to a relaxing evening.

Kish stared down at his phone as he walked through the door of the dorm. It was a cheap phone with limited features rather than the fancy smart phones everyone else seemed glued to. He had never intended to use the phone for anything other than forms. Now he would have to learn how to text on it; a task that was far easier on a smart phone. Maybe he should upgrade.

He shook his head. He had very limited funds to work with. College was a killer where that was concerned. Faking personal documents was easy for his people's advanced technology, but securing Earth money was harder. He'd rather not waste it on something he didn't really need.

He headed to his room while wondering if he roommate was there. They hadn't really spoken to each other yet. His roommate was a Japanese exchange student from Osaka named Hiro Kurokara.  The kid had all but ignored him after he told him he had never seen a video game console in his life and had no idea how to use one. Apparently, that was some big sin among humans or something. Or maybe it was the only thing Hiro liked... He would have to ask him.

He entered to find him roommate plugging away at some type of controller that honestly looked like it was made for people with three hands or something. The graphics on the screen didn't look that great either. "Hey Hiro. Is that one of the video games you were talking about?"

Hiro glanced at him and shook his head with what looked like astonishment as the character on the screen defeated a monster. "I still can't believe you've never seen a video game. I mean, modern gaming wouldn't be what it is today without Nintendo pulling it out of the industry crash. This is a Nintendo 64 by the way. It's a great retro console. I also brought a Playstation 2 and a Wii. You should try a game."

"Maybe later.  I have office duty until closing tonight," he said, throwing his books on his rather empty side of the room. He grabbed his laptop (really a piece of alien technology that looked like a human laptop and accessed both the human and alien internets since he didn't have the money for a human version) and headed back out the door to take up his shift.

"Suit yourself," Hiro called after him as the door shut.

Kish rolled his eyes and headed to the office. Training for office duty had been the day before, so he was alone tonight. That was fine by him, though. It let him access the alien portion of his laptop's capabilities and see what was happening at home. 

He sighed as he saw multiple new stories about the Earth' protesters and rebooted to be on the human portion of the laptop. It was a small but annoyingly vocal minority that still wanted Earth for themselves. One would think after years of living on a nice, hospitable planet they would put a sock in it and be happy for the planet they had, but that just wasn't how people worked.

He looked back at his phone wondering if it was too stalkerish to text her so soon. He really wanted to talk to her, but he was afraid his alias would mess things up just as badly as he had when they were enemies.

Ichigo sat on her bed in her room talking to her mother on her laptop through Skype. It was currently 6:30 pm here in Seattle while in Tokyo it was 10:30 am. She told her mother about her day and how she look forward to her classes. They talk for a little bit more until Ichigo told her mother she needed to go eat dinner. They bid each other farewell and hung up. Ichigo stood up from her desk and grabbed her wallet. She asked her roommate (who was also Japanese) if she wanted to join her, but she told Ichigo that she already ate.

So walked out the door and down the hallway and go into the elevator. When Ichigo got off, she was making her way to the front door until she spotted Haru working in the office. She smiled and walked over to the front desk. "Hey!"

Kish's shift at the office had been pretty busy so far. So many students asking where something was or how something worked. Half the time he wanted to tell them to look at their campus map, but that wouldn't go over well with his boss.

His stomach was growling around 6:30, and he had to wonder when would be the best time to go for dinner. He was allowed to close the office for an hour at most to get food, but doing so was discouraged. He could probably teleport to the cafeteria and back in 10-15 minutes, so it really wasn't a problem for him.

He was just contemplating his options when Ichigo's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Hey, Ichigo. Didn't expect to see you here. How's it going?" He said with a grin.