Hey Fictioners!

So, I'm taking a short break from working on my usual fics, and I'm writing this for a very very short time.

Since it's Valentine's Day, I decided I'd write something to celebrate!

Thanks to Kitty Kat K.O. and Kish's Kittie for the inspiration to try writing drabbles.

Enjoy :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew. Ryou-x-Ichigo forever xx

"Pudding, where are we going?"

"Wait and see, na no da!"

She beamed at him, her big brown eyes twinkling mischievously. Her companion, short, male and childlike, hovered beside her, matching his floating pace to her bouncy walk.

Tart frowned, pouting a little.

"But I want to know!" he whined, folding his arms across his chest. His cheeks puffed out in frustration. She giggled at his expression, wrinkling her nose as she grinned.

"But it won't be a surprise if I tell you, na no da!"

"I hate surprises," Tart grumbled under his breath. Pudding was blissfully unaware of her surroundings, as usual, and so did not respond to this. She skipped along happily, smiling at the freshly bloomed flowers, and the birds, and the bees, and the happy little bunny rabbits she imagined bounding around in the grass.

Pudding loved Spring. And there was no one she'd rather celebrate it with than her lovable, cuddle-able, oh-so-very-grumpy Tart. She wasn't sure why he was annoyed today, and she didn't understand him; it was such a lovely morning! Then again, he always seemed to be irritated when he was with her. It was like he looked for things to bother him.

She paid his grouchy-ness no attention, her eyes lighting up when they located what she'd been searching for. She smiled widely.

"Come on, Taru-Taru! Follow me, na no da!"

"Hey, where're you going?!" Tart complained, watching her scramble up the grassy hill, away from the sandy path they'd been following. He muttered to himself, rolled his amber eyes, and reluctantly tailed her towards a big, twisted cherry blossom tree sitting atop the grassy knoll.

"Close your eyes, na no da!" Pudding commanded, when he finally caught up to her.

"Why?" Tart asked, frowning suspiciously.

"Just do it, or I'll make you, na no da!"

Sighing heavily in mock-exasperation, Tart obediently shut his eyes. Pudding grinned in excitement, dancing around, gathering all the things she would need. She sat down cross-legged in front of her brown-haired alien friend, and set to work.

"Pudding, what are you doing?" he demanded, sliding one eye open a crack.

"No peeking!" Pudding cried, holding one small hand over his eyes. "And shh! You're going to ruin the surprise, na no da!"

"I already told you, I don't li–"

"SHH!"

He reluctantly fell silent, unable to find the energy to argue with her. She was just too exhausting.

A few moments later, Pudding sat back on her heels, examining her handiwork.

"Okay! You can look now, na no da!" she announced.

Tart opened his eyes, and found himself looking at a very pretty girl with creamy skin and lovely, shoulder-length tresses of shining brown hair, a few strands of which were tucked behind her pointed elfin ear, with a pale pink cherry blossom flower for decoration. She had long black eyelashes, petite reddish-pink lips, and a pretty shade of powder blue dusted across her eyelids.

He blinked at her in surprise. She blinked at the same time, equally surprised.

Suddenly, Pudding's face appeared beside what he abruptly recognised as being a big, ornately gilded mirror. Her small hands held onto either side of it.

"See!" she chirruped gleefully. "I knew Taru-Taru would make a pretty lady, na no da!"

"PUDDING!" Tart shouted in horror, realising that the beautiful maiden before him was, in fact, simply his own reflection. "What did you do to me?!"

"Pudding made Taru-Taru pretty, na no da!" she replied proudly. "And, look! Those boys think Taru-Taru is be-e-e-eautiful, na no da!"

Tart snapped his head around sharply, his expression horrified. A small group of kids about their age were standing in a group by the play equipment, their wide eyes fixed on his decorated face.

He blushed furiously.

"Pudding!" he growled. "Change me back! I'm not a... a... girl!" He spat it out, disgusted.

Giggling cheerfully, Pudding tossed the mirror aside, danced forward, and kissed one of his ruddy cheeks. His blush deepened.

"Hey, what was that for?!"

"Pudding thinks Taru-Taru is a very pretty boy!" she trilled loudly, erupting into a fit of giggles. She raced away down the side of the hill, leaving him, stunned, under the tree.

"Hey – get back here! PUDDING!" Tart roared, stomping his feet in a childish tantrum, and huffing in a most unladylike manner. She merely laughed, carefree, and he rolled his eyes, rubbing his cheek free of her girl-germs.

Pudding Fong. He watched her scruffy blonde hair catching in the sun. She threw a wide, cheeky grin over her shoulder.

There wasn't any other girl in the whole entire world quite like her.

He grinned suddenly.

She may be childish, strange, debatably retarded, and undeniably mental... But life certainly wasn't boring when she was around, that was for sure.

Keep your eyes open for tomorrow's post!

I'll write one for each day until the pairings run out XD

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

!

Cherrie-Sakura

xoxo