Purin looked up at the dark night sky. She could see hundreds-—no, thousands-—of stars that night. “I wonder where Tar-Tar is.” Purin said to herself, her eyes glued to the sky. It had been six years since she had said goodbye to her friend. She was now fourteen. Her hair had been kept short and untidy, and her golden eyes were still almost always bright and energetic.
But not on days where the sky shined like this.
Purin kept her eyes glued to the stars. She had become obsessed with them over the years, thinking that maybe he was on one of them. “Is he on that one? No...not bright enough. Tar-Tar would want a bright place. What about that one? Maybe...” she trailed off, the beauty of the sky taking the place of her silence.
“Tar-Tar...” Purin could feel her eyes getting damp. “Tar-Tar, where are you?!” she shouted, yelling to the sky. “I miss you, Tar-Tar! I want you to be here...” the tears in her eyes were falling-—drip, drip, drip. “Come back! I have candy for you!!” she yelled.
Purin continued to yell, until her voice became hoarse, her throat sore and her eyes nearly out of tears. Still, she cried and called out to the boy she loved-—Taruto.
Soon, she was on her knees, her hands digging into the ground, panting. Her voice hurt, and her eyes were tired from crying so much. She wiped away the tears off her wet face, but they still kept coming, even faster than before. “Nngh...” she sobbed.
“What are you crying for, kid?”
Purin looked up. There he stood, his eyes soft. He had grown since she had last seen him. He was finally taller than she was. His pigtails were no longer there, but Purin could still regonize him. The soft brown hair, the yellow eyes, the pointed ears... “Tar-Tar...” she said tearfully.
“Will you stop calling me by that stupid nickname?”
Purin looked up in awe. “Tar-Tar...You came...?”
He looked away shamelessly, a bit childish. “I really liked that candy. I want some more. I could hear you crying and saying you had some, so...”
Taruto was promptly cut off by a hug. Purin had wrapped his arms around him, tightly gripping his black shirt. “Tar-Tar...” she sobbed. “Tar-Tar...Tar-Tar...!”
Taruto smiled, tossling Purin’s hair. “Yeah, it’s me. Big deal.”
And it was a very big deal indeed.
The End.
PURIN LOVES YOU, TOO
A/N: I have NO idea if this will get published, or if I've already posted this here, but whatever! :3
Purin opened her eyes and stretched, yawning. As she rubbed her eyes, she glanced at the calendar. She could already feel herself becoming more depressed at the date that the calendar showed. It was the anniversary of the day he died.
Purin sat up, rubbing her golden-brown eyes. “Today isn’t going to be fun, na no da.” She whined to herself, pulling open her closet door. The fifteen year old searched through the depths of her closet. “Here it is!” she exclaimed, pulling out a plain black dress. “I haven’t worn this since last year, na no da.” She sighed. “Purin only wears black today, na no da.” She pulled on the dress, making sure not to tear it.
Purin stepped out of her room. “I’m going out!” she called to her siblings. She could hear her brothers snoring. HeiCha walked up to her older sister. “You’re leaving, na no da? Should HeiCha come with you?” The younger girl looked up to her big sister with wide, sad puppy dog eyes.
Purin smiled. “No, no, HeiCha! I have to do this on my own. Take care of your big brothers while Purin is gone, okay?” Purin grinned, despite the depression and despair she was feeling.
HeiCha slowly nodded. “Okay, Onee-chan.” The twelve year old gave her best smile. “When you come home, let’s go out for ice cream, na no da!”
“Yeah.” Purin said, turning as she walked out the door. “But I have to go to work after, na no da.” She started to run before her little sister could give a reply.
Soon, she came to their spot on the hill, the hill that they had always been together at. At the top of the hill stood a tree. “This is the tree we said goodbye at.” Purin muttered. She then started to climb up the tree. For the monkey girl, it was easy. “Where I gave him the candy drops.” She dropped her head and let the tears come. “I learned that you died two years ago, Tar-Tar. Were you watching me?”
That day, two years ago, when Purin was happily working in the café. Kish had staggered into the café, bandaged and teary eyed as he fell to the floor.
“Eh? What’s Tar-Tar’s friend doing here? Do you want Ichigo? She’s not here right now, na no da!” Purin chirped, kneeling next to the alien boy. “Do you want Purin to make you a drink, na no da?”
Kish looked up. “It’s you...the yellow mew-mew...”
“Yup! That’s me!” Purin laughed. “How’s Tar-Tar doing? Will he visit soon?”
“No...He can’t.”
“Huh? What do you mean, na no da?” Purin leaned down, helping Kish up. “Is he busy?”
“No...I..I’m sorry, Purin-san...” Kish choked up. “But...Taruto...he...he’s dead...he was killed...after we brought the Mew Aqua to our home planet, there was...a great war...for power. We fought to keep peace. Taruto...He was one of the many who died. I’m sorry.”
Purin’s world went black after that.
“Yeah...I remember that, na no da. Kish-san was very sad...so sad...” Purin’s eyes were downcast. She sat down in the tree. “Purin never got to see Tar-Tar again, did she? Purin can’t even...go to your gravesite. It’s so very far away, and expensive too. So I hope Tar-Tar can hear me right here.” Her delicate fingers traced the tree branch. “Can you hear me, Tar-Tar?” she leaned against the tree base. “Can you hear me? I love you too.”
“Taruto...His last dying words were... ’I love Purin...please tell her I love her...for now and always...’”
“Purin loves you, too.”
