Disclaimer: I do not own TMM/MMP because if I did, Elliot and Zoey would be together. Period.

Warning: This story contains violence, heavy language. and sexual references. This fanfic is for Zelliot shippers. Story contains spoilers.

Hey guys! I am so excited to finally be writing this, I'm always reading Zoey&Elliot/Ichigo&Ryou fanfictions so it feels so good to finally be writing my own! :D As you probably already noticed I will be using the English names. And sorry if I make spelling or grammar mistakes. (This is my first story so bare with me!) :'D And for you dirty readers there may be a lemon in this story somewhere... Okay I won't stall anymore... Please don't hate and review so I can know what to improve on... Oh come on it's my first story! Anyways, enjoy! ;D

It was 4:25am. Zoey was sound asleep in her bed when suddenly...

"Wake up Zoey, wake up!" Mini mew yelled, as Zoey continued to snore.

"Activate Zoey! Activate! Predisite alert, predisite alert! Zoey!" Mini mew shouted as he tugged a lock of the red-head's hair with his fuzzy pink tail. But it was no use, Zoey was in a deep sleep.

"Bzzzzzzzzz, Bzzzzzz" Zoey jumped out of her sleep woth a scream from the buzzing of her phone, causing mini mew to fall on the ground.

"AHH! Oh... it's just my phone... *yaawwn.*" She answered her phone half asleep. "Ugh, Hello..?"

"Zoey! Where the hell are you?!" A voice shouted.

"Elliot?! *Yawn* Don't you know what time i-?

"Yes! Now get off your lazy butt and come to the park, it's a predisite! HURRY!" Elliot yelled, drowned by the sounds of crashing and screaming in the background before he hung up. Zoey then quickly widened her eyes and looked out of her window to see fires and sparks lashing out from a few blocks away. "Come on mini mew!" As Zoey sprinted out of her house the dazed mini mew struggled to lift himself from the floor. "Wait... for... me..." He panted.

It was dark. Really dark. All house lights in the neighborhood were off and a few of the street lamps were flickering. As Zoey ran towards the park she came across a bar full of drunk men. She tried as hard as she could to blend in with the night, which was hard since she was wearing bright pink pyjamas with strawberries on them.

"Hey'a cupcake." Zoey trembled as she slowly turned around to the direction of the voice. Walking wobbly towards her were three drunk men. "Isn't it a 'lil late for ya' to be out 'ere? Heh heh." Said one of them.

"I-I need to go..." She replied in the slightest fear. As she was turning around ready to run one of the men gripped her wrist tightly. Zoey struggled to get her hand loose. She tried and tried to yank it out but it was no use. The man then pulled her wrist to him, pulling Zoey's face closer to his. "Go? What, before the party starts? ...I don't think so." His man whose breath smelt a combination of alcohol and cigars. The two men beside him had evil grins as they were all staring at Zoey. She had to think fast.

'Great. How the heck am I going to get out of this without transforming into a fricking' cat?' She thought to herself, but then remembered her "secret weapon". She then battered her eyelashes and smiled flirtatiously at the men. "Okay.. Let's do this." She unbuttoned the first three buttons of her pyjamas, revealing a section of her pink bra. The three men grinned even wider with they're either yellow, black or gold teeth. Zoey then reached into her bra cup and quickly yanked out her pepper spray. With no hesitation she sprayed the man in his eyeballs allowing him to step back covering his face in pain. This was Zoey chance to run. "AH! I can't see! GET HER!" The two guys beside Zoey crept up on her while the middle man rolled on the floor in agony, stepping forward with their hands clawed. Zoey slowly started stepping back. As the two men began running towards her she cleverly ducked, with her knees in front of her face and her hands over her head. The two men tripped over each other and loudly crashed into some trash cans and boxes. Once they were unconscious Zoey remembered that she was needed at the park. "Oh no! I'm wasting time!" She ran into the distance and the man yelled, "Ya' won't get away with this, ya' hear?! YOU WON'T!"

Zoey couldn't help but giggle as she ran into the closest alley she could find so she'd have some privacy to transform. "Power pendant, metamorphosis!" She whispered. Then in her mew form she turned her head to see a hobo sitting there, shocked by what he had just seen. Both Zoey and the hobo's eyes widened, staring at each other silently and awkwardly. "Uhh..." Zoey was speechless. "Whoa... I really do need to come off the pot!" The hobo said, dazed. Zoey wiped her forehead in relief and hurried to the park.

When she was almost at the entrance she realized the silence. No sparks, no screaming, no breaking of innocent park benches or explosions. Nothing. She ran into the park and panted "GUYS?! WHERE'S THE PREDISITE?" Only to realize no one was there. 'Was Elliot just messing with me..? Grrr that jerk I should've known he'd... No he wouldn't fool around about the mew project...' The confused red head looked around only to see Corina, Bridget and Renee come out from the mist seconds later.

"AHEM, where have you been?!" Corina shouted angrily.

"I—Um..." Zoey blushed, afraid to answer because she knew that anything she could possibly say would have made Corina 10 times more furious than she already was.

"Zoey, Zoey! You missed all the excitement!" Kiki cheered, sitting on a tree branch. She pounced down and starting jumping hyperly in front of Zoey.

"There was a HA-YOOOGE predisite and it shot thorns and ripped some of the trees in half and even tried to eat Renee! IT WAS AWESOME!" She shouted with a big smile. Zoey looked over at Renee who had three claw scratches on the right side of her belly. Renee stood there with the other mews with her arms crossed, totally silent and not caring. "I think it had a crush on her!" Kiki yelled happily, as Renee just went "Pshk."

"Looks like I sure missed out.." Zoey chuckled awkwardly.

"Missed out?! We had to fight a fricking dangerous predisite all on our own because YOU WERE TOO LAZY TO GET OUT OF YOUR STUPID BED AND STOP DREAMING ABOUT MARK AND YOUR DUMB-"

"Corina, breathe!" Said Bridget calmly placing her hand of Corina's shoulder. "It was only an infused squirrel, nothing we couldn't have handled."

"Whatever, let's go." Said Renee coolly as she walked to the exit of the park. Corina and Bridget followed her out but Corina couldn't help giving Zoey the stink-eye. Zoey felt extremely guilty.

"Kiki, you're not mad at me are you?" Zoey said slightly sad.

"No way Zoe I had too much fun!" Kiki laughed, as Zoey chuckled along. Kiki then yawned. "Well I gotta go, we have work tomorrow. See ya! WOO HOO!" Before Zoey could even say good night back the little monkey jumped super high, swinging from tree branch to tree branch and leaping over the park. Zoey couldn't help but smile with relief that not the WHOLE team hated her. As she looked down she had noticed she had transformed back into her (partly unbuttoned) PJ's. Zoey was suddenly really tired. 'Must be my inner cat kicking in.' She told herself. As she turned around ready to walk home she bumped into someone and fell onto the ground. Her butt and feet on the floor but being held up with her hands beside her.

"Hey, watch it!" She said rubbing the back of her head, she made a shocked face when she looked up to see none other than her boss, standing over her with his arms on his hips. He looked mad. "Elliot! I—" Zoey said scared as she got off the cold ground.

"WHERE WERE YOU?!" He yelled. As Zoey slowly got up and dusted her knees she tried to explain. "Look, I know your mad but I have a reasonable explanation. Funny story actually, you see there were these drunk guys and—"

Zoey stopped to see Elliot not laughing... or getting any calmer. He would always get mad if a member of the group ever arrived to a battle late or not at all, and he would often give Zoey the hardest time about everything because she was team leader. So right now wasn't the best blend."I don't care! You're the team leader, start acting like it!" He shouted.

"I-I'm sorry." Zoey said timidly looking down with her hands together. Suddenly Zoey snapped into reality.

"Wait a minute! Why should I be sorry?! I mean what's with the random predisite calls lately?! It's not my fault the cyniclons want to take over the world!-" She shouted in anger.

"-Well it's your fault for taking so long to get out here!" Elliot shouted back.

"You're lucky I even ran here! I mean, you have a car, when's the last time I got a ride anywhere?! I never ASKED to be a stinking mew mew!" Elliot opened his mouth to retaliate before Zoey cut him off. "Ugh, so typical that you won't even hear me out! I almost got kidnapped tonight, or raped, AND YOU DON'T EVEN CARE!" Zoey shouted in the loudest tone she could make. Her face was tomato red and her fists were tight. Her cat ears also sprung out.

Elliot was speechless. He couldn't think of anything to say to that. He then turned around with his arms crossed. "You start work early tomorrow. 8:15." She clenched her teeth together in anger. 'J.E.R.K!' This was 45 minutes earlier than her regular schedule. "And button up your shirt..." He added. Zoey gasped forgetting her buttons were still undone and quickly buttoned her shirt up to her neck as Elliot calmly walked off in the direction of the cafe.

Zoey gaped furiously; 'Is he for real?! This has to be a joke!' Before she could even answer Elliot was already far. "YOU'RE SUCH A JERK ELLIOT! I HATE YOU!" She screeched. Elliot continued to walk, disappearing into the mist ahead and leaving Zoey standing outside the park alone. 'Wait a sec, how am I going to get home without passing those stupid drunks again? Is he seriously that obnoxious to let me just walk into harm like this?' She thought. But it was something she just had to risk so she began slugging her way home.

By the time she had only made a dozen steps she heard a car coming from behind her. She recognized the car thanks to her dad forcing her to watch that stupid track-car marathon last week. It was a shiny red Ferrari 458 spider (with five seats and a removable roof) with black tinted windows and bright blue headlights which seemed to be beaming in Zoey's eyes. Struggling to see through the light, she glanced at the car that slowed down next to her.

The windows winded down and to her amazement she saw the driver was none other than Elliot. "Are you just gonna stand there or get in?" He said coolly, running a hand through his bright blonde locks. Zoey was still surprised... and a little confused but quickly hopped into the car. The trip was silent. Elliot's focus was strictly on the road and Zoey spent to entire drive gazing out the window with her fist under her chin.

"Er... Elliot?" Zoey said breaking the precious silence. Elliot lifted both eyebrows to signal that he was listening. "Why are you giving me a ride home?" He sighed in return. "Well since you're so worked up about getting kidnapped I might as well. Besides you said you wanted a ride, I'm giving you a ride. Whatever'll get you to stop blabbing for two minutes so be grateful will you?" He said emotionless.

'His attitude stinks like fish!' (Get it? Meow ^_^)

"Grateful? Pshk yeah right. Nothing you do could ever make me grateful, In fact you owe me this." She folded her arms and looked away from him. There it was again... silence. As Zoey was about to speak he asked,

"This where you live?"

"Huh? Oh um, yeah." He made a soft turn as Zoey just gazed at him. She could see this mysterious fire in his eyes. Which was ironic since they were a perfect shade of bright aquamarine blue. The brightest blue eyes she had ever seen. She was so lost in them that she didn't realize the car had stopped.

"Zoey?" He then turned to look at her. She jumped from the sudden eye contact. He turned his head back front-ways. "You can get out now."

He had parked in front of her house already. "Oh! Um..." She quickly stepped out of the car and walked to her door while she watched Elliot drive away.

There was really no point in saying thank you.

The next morning Zoey showed up to work early, just like she was ordered to. As she looked around the cafe she was sure she was the only one in the building but to her surprise she saw Wesley come out from the cafe kitchen, who seemed to be pretty stunned himself.

"Zoey you're... early!" He said, amazed that Zoey was actually early for once since she has been late practically... her whole life.

"Uh-huh. Elliot told me t-" but interrupted by a pair of footsteps that came down the stairs, Elliot walked in. A little surprised to see Zoey himself.

"What are you doing here?" He said folding his arms. Zoey scoffed in rage."WHAT? You TOLD me to get here 45 minutes early!" Snapped the easily frustrated teenager.

"Oh yeahhh... Meh, I forgot." He shrugged. "Didn't actually think you'd show." He did that signature sexy and irresistible but frustrating smirk of his before turning around with his back to her and headed to the lab on the bottom floor. "Since you're here get changed. The cafe opens soon." Zoey suddenly filled with irritation and turned at Wesley with grunted teeth and her cat ears out, sticking up like needles. Wesley looked scared and slowly backed away into the kitchen with his hands surrendered and eyes widened, not wanting to get involved.

After Zoey came out of the changing room in her super cute uniform Wesley approached her cheerfully. "Ah, Zoey! Glad your finished, Elliot said he'd like it if you set out the chairs and started placing menu's before the we open."

Zoey's face was grumpy and anime-sweat dropped. "Can't wait..." She said sarcastically. The door chime then rang. Wesley turned and went to see who came through the door while Zoey adjusted her uniform a little bit more. She began to mimic Wesley in a dumb voice letting her tongue flop around. "Elliot would like it if you stacked the chairs, Elliot would like it if you ruin your whole life to fight aliens, Elliot would like it if you kissed his ass, Elliot would like if you nah nah nah!"

"I'm sorry sir, cafe mew mew is not open yet." Wesley said to the person while Zoey was walking along the hallway leading to where they were.

"Oh, no I'm here to see Zoey. Is she here yet?"She froze knowing that charming voice from anywhere. It was mark, her crush/boyfriend. To be honest, she didn't know where their relationship was at at the moment, whether they were together or not. They had been on a few dates but it wasn't official. Mark spotted her the moment her foot entered the room and pointed. "Oh there she is, I won't be long."

"I guess I'll give you two a minute." Wesley smiled as headed to the kitchen to prepare the cakes.

Zoey nervously walked towards mark. 'Oh no! What's he doing here?' "H-Hey mark..."

"Hey Zoe, for a second there I thought I got here to early." He laughed cutely. "Sorry if I'm interrupting. I just wanted to know if we're still on for glow in the dark mini-golfing today."

'Oh shoot, I forgot our date! What if Elliot decides to give me overtime? AGAIN! This is not good.' She thought. "Um, sure we are! I can't wait!" She said enthusiastically but then froze into stone anime-style realizing what just blurted out of her mouth. (And making that "DAAAH..." noise she used to make in MMP ;P)

"Great!" Mark smiled. Elliot came back to put the open sign outside beside the doors only to see Zoey standing in front of her boyfriend. The two glanced at him when he joined the circle. 'Awkward... Why is he standing with us? Ever heard of personal space?' Zoey thought.

"Umm... Elly this is Mark, Mark, this is my boss Elliot Grant." Zoey introduced the two. "Nice to meet you" Mark said kindly putting out his hand. Elliot didn't trust this kid. Not for a second.

He looked at Marks face, then his hand, back at his face and then lifted his chin and shut his eyes. "Get back to work Zoey." And rudely exited the cafe.

Zoey flushed red from embarrassment and froze with her mouth stretched anime-style. 'Ugh, what's his problem?! Can't that guy behave like a gentleman for just one minute?!' But she was eager to change the topic. "Sorry about that. My boss is a real jerk, he's always that way. Any-who I should really start stacking these chairs."

"Oh, right! Let's meet at our usual bench after you're last shift. Catchya' later!" Mark hurried happily to school not wanting to ruin his perfect attendance with a late mark. 'Is it possible for any boy to be that perfect?' The ditsy red head couldn't help but gaze hopelessly at Mark's shrinking silhouette and sigh. Admiring him.

"Hm." Elliot did the same, but with more despising than admiration.

It had been a busy day and Zoey was exhausted. Kiki and Bridget had already left which left Corina and Renee who were putting on their jackets and almost leaving. "Corina? Renee?" Zoey approached. They both turned to look at her with one eyebrow raised. "I'm really really super sorry for not showing up in time last night. I promise it will never happen again. I wouldn't purposely stand you guys up like that. ...We're a team." Corina didn't say a word but turned to look at her older inspiration and idol Renee, who not caring-ly nodded.

Corina sighed with her hands on her hips and her face avoiding Zoey's. "Its fine. It was just a stupid gerbal anyway, I guess." Zoey then hugged Corina tightly with relief, even though Corina restrained.

"Thanks I looove you guys! This must mean you really do like me Corina!"

"That's princess Corina to you, and in your dreams. Now get off me already!" She laughed. and the two girls left, which left Zoey to get changed, her date started in 10 minutes! When she turned around she saw Elliot standing there with his hands on his hips.

"Where are you going?"

"Duh, to get changed! My shift is over." She snooted placing her hand on her hip.

"No you're not, someone needs clean up around here." He replied.

"WHAT?!" She shouted.

"Get. Cleaning!" Elliot said more clearly, flicking the young clumsy waitress' nose.

"Ow! You can't make me clean late AGAIN! I've been doing unpaid overtime all week! Plus I have a date with Mark, I'm supposed to meet him any minute now!"

"I don't care." He said walking away without giving a damn.

'Why do I always have to stay late?! I work harder than any mew here! I clean! I set up the tables! Why me?! Why do I always get the dirty work around here?' She frowned and stuck her tongue out at him without him seeing. As soon as Elliot left Wesley appeared once again in front of her.

"Please do excuse Elliot's behavior, it's... one of those days for him."

"What do you mean?"

"...It's the day his parents died."

"Oh... I-I'm so sorry."

"Go. Ill clean up around here, I have to stay behind anyway."

"Really? Thanks Wesley you're a life saver!" Zoey said excitedly kissing Wesley on the cheek and sprinting to the changing room. She didn't want the thought of Elliot's dead parents to ruin her mood for her date.

When the successful date was over Zoey and Mark stood outside her house. 'Does this day ever have to end?' She thought to herself.

"This is where you live. right?"

"Yep, and thanks for the date Mark. Looks like I'm back to broccoli and watching race car marathons with my dad." She scoffed, disappointed that the dream was over.

"You're so funny." He laughed. "Zoey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What is it?"

Mark held up two fingers making a peace sign. "You and that guy... Elliot... are you two-?" Then his fingers crossed. Zoey scoffed so much she wasn't able to let out a proper sentence, she felt sick just THINKING about being with such a jerk. But she had to laugh her way out of the question.

"Me?! And ELLIOT?! NO WAY! He's just my shallow, stubborn stuck-up boss! We're not all that close- In fact we're not even friends- we hate each other!" She laughed loudly and awkwardly (and snorting) in hesitation waving her palms at him. There was an silence between them which lasted for about four-to-five seconds. Zoey was worried in case she had said something wrong. She looked at Mark innocently whilst he looked like he was in focused thoughts.

"Oh, okay. Well I guess I'll see you later." He gently smiled and kissed her cheek before walking away.

"Bye!" Zoey waved cheerfully before she entered her house. She sprinted up to her room and after about five minutes of twirling and prancing around her room like a ballerina with giant love-heart eyes, she finally collapsed onto her comfy bed, exhausted from her 'perfect' date...

How was that? I know I know, it was pretty suckish but believe me, it's going to get SO much deeper and hopefully a lot more interesting! I know this chapter was a bit dragged out considering not much happened. This story gets more and more awesome what with romance, fights, comedy, adventures, sadness and more so please continue reading! I promise this story will NOT end incomplete. See ya in the next chapter! : D

Oh and please review! What did you like? What didn't you like? What are you excited for and what do you want to see? 5+reviews? :3

Next time: Mark and Elliot throw some serious dissing at each other in front of Zoey's entire school! Can Zoey break up the fight?