‘Shameless’
He had never, never ever, seen anyone as carefree as her.
She was always smiling and bouncing around. Screaming and yelling, acting and always moving, moving, MOVING.
He had to admit that her color fit her. She was a bright cheery yellow, and he almost never saw her otherwise.
And here she was, that annoying monkey-girl, kissing him in plain sight in a park.
Right in the middle of the park, where other people could just walk around, and they would see her kissing him.
She was shameless.
Absolutely shameless.
But he was secretly glad. He was actually secretly glad that she was so shameless. Glad that she was bold enough to kiss him where anyone could see.
He enjoyed that about her. And he returned the kiss, not caring if he joined her.
If she could, then he could.
Taruto would join Pudding in shamelessness.
---
‘Crush’
Pudding had finally done it. She had finally convinced herself that her crush on Taruto was just a silly childhood crush.
“Pudding was just having a silly childhood crush na no da! It means absolutely nothing no da!”
A little voice in the back of her head was saying that it maybe wasn’t silly. It didn’t have to be just for her childhood. Pudding smothered it, and didn’t allow it to go any further.
“Pudding will be over it na no da! When Pudding sees Taru-Taru next time, Pudding will not have a crush anymore na no da!”
She nodded stubbornly. “Just a crush na no da! A silly childhood crush that means nothing no da!”
Her pendant began to beep in her pocket. She pulled it out. “Pudding here na no da!” she chirped at the small piece of metal.
“Pudding there’s an attack in downtown Tokyo,” Ryou’s voice crackled, floating out of the pendant. “Go and investigate right away!”
“Right away na no da!”
Pudding grinned as she quickly began to run in the direction of downtown. She leaped into the air and shouted, “Mew Mew Pudding Metamorphosis!”
-15 minutes later-
She arrived, breathless, and heard Taruto cackling as one of the Chimeras shot a blast at a bench.
She looked up and she almost lost her breath again. “Taru-Taru!” she whispered.
The voice was back and this time it completely overwhelmed the small monkey-girl’s head. She grinned. She had managed to fall in love all over again. She knew that it was not just a silly childhood crush.
This was a WONDERFUL childhood crush. And as she sprinted toward Taruto, she secretly wished that it wasn’t going to be just for her childhood.
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‘Ribbons’
She was so glad that he was turned around. She grinned happily as she stood behind Taruto as he watched the attack.
She hoped that none of the other Mews would see her and give her away. She didn’t want Taruto to see her. If her plan was going to go well, he had to stay turned away from her.
She oh so carefully took one of the long ribbons that hung from his pants in her hands. Pudding was very careful not to yank to hard, because if she did, he would turn around and see her. She carefully wrapped the ribbon around and tree and tied it firmly. She jumped into the bushes and out of sight. She as she hid, she quickly chucked a rock into the area where the fight was going on.
Taruto heard the noise and tried to go after it. As soon as he had moved only a few centimeters he got yanked back out of the air.
He looked around wide-eyed. He tried to take off even faster this time. Big mistake. As he tried to go forward he got pulled backwards and smashed into the tree.
Pudding below began to laugh hysterically. She pounded the ground with her fist as she laughed. Her plan had been a success, but that wasn’t really the main reason why she was laughing.
She was laughing uncontrollably at how incredibly adorable her Taru-Taru could be.
---
‘Dreamy’
Mint, Ichigo and Lettuce had the right to be concerned.
It was Lettuce who had first noticed it. Pudding was quieter and acting rather out of it. She had immediately notified the other Mews. This was not normal.
Pudding floated around the café in a dreamy like state. She was almost quiet, keeping any tricks she did low scale, nothing like she usually did.
Mint observed her carefully. “Is she sick? Maybe that’s it,” she commented.
“P-Pudding-san is sick?” Lettuce squeaked worriedly.
“She’s defiantly not like she’s supposed to be,” Ichigo stated.
“How is she supposed to b-be?”
Mint made motions with her hands. “She’s supposed to jump around and scream and do tricks! She’s not acting normally!”
Ichigo leaned forward and nodded. “She’s not acting all in your face, asking for tips and being annoying! She’s too quiet!”
Zakuro watched the younger girls, slightly amused. Lettuce was panicking, and the other two were just leading her on.
She turned and watched Pudding carefully set down a tray on a table and deliver a sunny smile to the couple at it. Pudding then skittered off back into the kitchen for the next order.
The 3 girls were still debating over Pudding’s condition.
“Maybe she was abducted by aliens!” Ichigo cried.
“You mean the ones we know with the long ears?” Mint asked doubtfully.
Lettuce looked about ready to faint.
Zakuro gave a small smile. “It’s pretty obvious, you know.”
The others turned at stared. “W-what’s obvious?” Lettuce stuttered out.
Zakuro shrugged. “She’s in love,” she stated simply.
---
‘Sleep’
Sometimes, when Taruto had a bad dream, he’d wake up screaming. He’d shudder and crawl out of bed and teleport to the safest place he knew. One of the only places he felt better.
He went to her house.
He’d teleport into her house quietly and sneak into her room, always making sure that everyone was sleep, especially her.
He’d crash out on the floor next to her bed. He could lie there for hours and he would slowly calm down.
The sound of her breathing made him feel better. He’d just curl up on the floor and listen. Her breathing was slow and soft and he would slow his breathing to match hers, and feel drowsy.
He’d always leave before she woke up. If he’d stay, first off, she would probably be pretty freaked out that there was a living and breathing (and sometimes sleeping) alien on her crashed out on her floor. She’d probably end up squeezing him and hugging him, driving him insane, as well as cutting off his air circulation. (Though a small voice told him that he would probably like it.)
The main reason he left, though, was because he didn’t want her to know how afraid he was.
He was strong. He was aggressive and wouldn’t take bad talk from anyone (except from that old hag (his name for the pink Mew), Kisshu, and Pai. The last two he didn’t really have a say in.) Taruto couldn’t show weakness. If he did, it would lead to his downfall. At least in his mind.
When he lay there, he would listen and sometimes wonder if he could curl up next to her. But he always destroyed that thought. There was NO way that would EVER happen.
But as long as he had a bad dream, Pudding’s floor next to her bed, would be his first stop.
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Aaaaand that's all, folks! That's what I have for now. I'll probably write more, but I'm lazy.
So what do you all think? I was thinking about possibly submitting it for publication, but my last try at submitting something wasn't accepted. Do you think I should try with this one?
Would you give me some feedback? Possibly feedback like what was your favorite one, tips to improve, etc. Thanks for reading, everyone. :3
