Introduction:
He had had quite the time getting as far as he had and he wasn't even sure what to do now that he was there. How long had it been since he had left with a childish promise on his lips, in his head, and on his heart? Racking his brain, he figured it must have been around three years or so. It was hard to estimate since time passed differently on his planet than on Earth.
That aside, he found that not much had changed about the blue planet and he found himself shaking his head in disdain at the thought. Humans hadn't learned since their departure? But, then, not all humans were smart like some of the ones he had met on his previous mission. And still yet, he supposed, that it would take longer than just a few measly years for there to be an obvious effect of some people's efforts to reduce and redo the pollution and destruction they had begun causing decades ago, possibly centuries.
Pushing the thought aside, he hovered silently over the ever busy, ever crowded city. A frown graced his face as he stared down on the world. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon and greet the world and he wasn't sure what to do with himself at the moment. Truth be told, though his leave of his planet had been somewhat impulsive, he knew exactly why he was here, what he should do, and where he should go, but it was all a matter of how to go about doing all this. Though intelligent compared to some, he still had a nasty habit of not thinking things all the way through.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair before turning away from the sun and slowly gliding through the air, over the noisy streets below and toward a slightly calmer, quieter place. Eyes glazed over in thought, it took him a moment to realize where he was and he was surprised at himself. After all this time he still remembered where her house was?
Descending, he paused on his way to the ground as a thought came to mind. What exactly was he going to do? It would probably be rather awkward to just knock on the door and say 'how do ya do' at this time of day. Folding his legs together into the position he had once held so many times while contemplating the annihilation of the human race, he idly glanced around the yard.
Now, one would think that having the ears these aliens do that one could hear extremely well, right? Well, you wouldn't be wrong in thinking that as he suddenly heard a soft whimper coming from the other side of the house. Frowning, he floated gently to the other side, coming to an abrupt halt when he saw who had made the noise.
She knelt on the ground in front of a small shrine sort of display (1). Legs curled under her, hands clasping her knees, her head was bowed as she murmured something under her breath for a while before slowly standing, wiping at her face, and then smiling determinedly. Bowing slightly to the shrine, she turned and disappeared into the house, calling out to everyone inside.
He glided gently over to the shrine, staring in at the picture of the face of a beautiful young woman. There were hanging tags everywhere that read things in Chinese so he wasn't aware of what they said.
Turning to look over his shoulder, he shook his head gently, mulling the words over she had murmured before he glided up into the air. He knew what he had to do. With that in mind, he teleported away before anyone could see him and make a commotion.
Sighing, she carried the patient people their order, smiled a brilliantly bright smile and then walked away again. A couple of years could mature a person beyond belief, but she wasn't completely out of her childishness just yet. All the same, it worried her co-workers and she could feel their concerned gazes on her at all times of the day lately.
When had it started exactly? When had she become the shell of the person she had once been? She knew all too well when it had begun. A few months ago, on the third anniversary of the defeat of Deep Blue, she and the others were having what would become a long tradition of meeting up in a park and having a nice picnic.
She had made three terrible mistakes that day.
The first was to spy a flower with the most pure color she had ever seen as of late. It brought a pang to her heart.
The second was to glance over and spot the deep, healthy green vines wrapping gently around the brown trunk of a tree. It brought tears to her eyes.
And the third was the largest of the three; she made the mistake of reaching into her inner jacket pocket and touching a round item inside. A cloud came over her head and she excused herself early from the fun and games.
Though she had put up a strong front for most all her life while raising her siblings, taking care of them, watching her mother die, and being a Mew Mew, she still found that, though try she may, there was still a chink in her protective armor that she couldn't seal up and sometimes found herself crying at night over things long since come to pass.
Her friends worried over her for the next couple of days after her little episode, and she did a great job of shoving the thought of him to the back of her mind and going about her days as usual. But, somehow, he always seemed to sneak his way back into her thoughts.
This was why her friends were being so kind at the moment. They could sense something depressing her and so they made sure not to mention anything too sensitive around her while also taking care of some things for her. While she was grateful for their concern, she was also a little aggravated with more than just a few people.
On the top of her list were herself and him. She was mad at herself for continuing to think of him and thus becoming depressed and making her friends worry so much and she was angered at him for continually slipping into her thoughts at the most unconventional of times.
Leaning against the counter that was her position for the day, she watched her friends flying around the room, giving orders, taking orders, chattering to each other, throwing concerned glances her way, and then speeding off to do something else. Shaking her head, she giggled slightly at their antics, finding that being around her friends always helped when she delved into a touchy thought.
She was still giggling slightly when she heard someone approach the counter; a customer no doubt. Turning around, she felt her eyes widen, probably comically, as she stared straight into the eyes of a young boy with sparkling ambers. Brown hair pulled back into a long, streaming ponytail, his amber colored eyes twinkled in amusement at her plight as she tried to grasp for words that were racing through her head.
"M-may I help you?" She finally stuttered, surprising herself. She was usually much more composed than this and usually much more excited. But he reminded her so much of him and she wasn't sure whether she liked it or not.
"Sure you can." He leaned forward on the counter, surprising her as she blinked rapidly at him. "You can give me that candy drop I came back for." A grin spread across his face as he noticed her mouth drop open, showing off his fangs.
"T-" She stuttered for a moment before screeching loudly causing just about everyone in the Café to turn and look at the commotion and jumped over the counter, slamming straight into the youngest alien. "Taru-Taru!" She cried out in delight, not caring in the least what other people were thinking or saying at the moment, nor would she care later on. None of that mattered right now and it never would, not when she had Taruto with her once again.
"Hey there monkey girl."
"It's been three years and three months now. Silly how I remember down to the day when they left, or more specifically him. I've told you all about him, remember mom? He said he would come back, but he hasn't yet. And though it pains me to continually wonder if he will keep his promise and return, I haven't given up hope just yet. Though it maddens me to no ends that I still think of him everyday, it also makes me happy that I haven't forgotten about him. People say to try and forget things that make you sad, don't they? Well, doing that would mean that I would forget all about you and Taru-Taru. I would never do that, nor do I think I would be able to. Because, though it's sad to think of you, it also makes me happy." (2)
1: This is an allusion to chapter 8 of a wonderful Pudding x Taruto fic by Paprikacha called Denial. I strongly recommend reading it if you love the pairing! It's terribly cute!
2: That was what Pudding had said when Taruto found her behind her house, speaking to her mother at the shrine.
Well, what do you know? I have begun my descent into the Tokyo Mew Mew fandom and have thus sealed my fate into the Pudding x Taruto fangirl physique. I was a fan quite some time ago, but only just recently remembered why. God, I loved this show and I still do. Now I'm going through, rewatching episodes, reading the manga, and finding lovely little stories with my favorite couple! Unfortunately, there doesn't appear to be as many Pudding x Taruto stories as I would like to see, so I am going to throw in my own work.
This is actually a 104 theme since the person that made it had a made a typo, but I don't mind. The only thing that bothers me is if I am going to be able to finish it. I hope I can! I tried to do one of these once…I failed… miserably. But hopefully this one will be different!
I hope you already know this, but if not I shall tell you, each of the chapters that I put up until the end (which will most likely be in order mind you) will not necessarily correspond with the chapter before it. It's in no particular order.
This whole thing will be of little snippets in their lives, happening at different points, most, if not all, will be happening after their reintroduction as stated above. You will also be seeing my fan children born from this lovely couple, but we'll talk about them later on, shall we?
As for the explanation behind that horrendous title… well… I was originally going to call it Daddy's Girl, Momma's Boy but since it isn't just about their children I named it what you see before you. Don't know if it's any good, but I didn't want to name it something lame like 100 Theme or something obvious like Taruto x Pudding that's just... well, like I said, lame XD
Sorry about this disgustingly long author's note! Please review and tell me what you think! If anyone wants, I will be more than happy to provide you with a link to the list if you wish to do something like this as the list was created with authors in mind and is in no way bound to one specific fandom. Hope to hear from you all soon! ~Insanity