YAY!!!! FINALS ARE DONE!!!! Now onward to writing all of Tomahawk's requests! Starting with perhaps the oddest, Pudding and Kish! I own nothing!

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It had been several years since the aliens had left, and Pudding had finally excepted that her beloved Taruto would not return. The former mews had not stayed in contact, so Pudding had no idea that they had in fact returned. Pai was engaged to Lettuce, and Tart was dating again, however no one had heard about anything from Kish. But Pudding couldn't know this, she had no contact with her old friends.

She had wished to stay at the café, but it was going to close, so she found a job elsewhere, but found it hard to find a place with good working conditions that excepted a young girl with little education. But she made ends meet, providing for her siblings. Little did she know that extra cash she had been receiving from an "anonymous source" where from an old enemy of hers. An old enemy who was always watching out for her with love. Not love like he had once experienced, but a brotherly love. Indeed he loved her like a little sister, but with there past he didn't think it would be right to burden her conscience like that.

Pudding was on her way home from work and felt like she was being watched, a feeling which was seldom wrong. She gazed up at the sky to see a figure peering down at her.

"Hello?" she called, confused.

"Crap," he said, well, now that he had been caught he may as well not confuse her. "Hey, Pudding!" he greeted her and floated down.

"What are you doing here, Kisshu?" she asked.

"Oh nothing, just thought I'd say hey."

"Um, okay?" she responded confused.

"So, how have you been?"

"Fine, you?"

"I've been okay."

"Is, um," she blushed.
"Is Tart here?" he finished, she blushed further and nodded, "He came back a year or two ago, I'm surprised he hasn't come and seen you."

"T-tart, has been here?" she asked, she could feel tears welling up in her eyes.

"Hai, I'm sure he tried, and just couldn't find you," Kish said in an attempt to comfort her.

"R-right," she said the tears openly flowing now, though she still tried to hold them back, Kish picked her up and let her cry on his shoulder.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll find him and beat him up for you."

She sniveled, "Really?" while she didn't really want Kish to hurt him, but the thought did appeal to her momentarily.

"Uh-huh, that's what people do when they care about others, they do whatever it takes to make sure they're happy."

"Care about?"

"Uh-huh, you're like a little sister."

"Thank you, onii-chan!" she declared, it was nice to belong, to not have to be the strong one.

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~ 2 years later ~

"Kisshu-kun, what are you doing?" Pudding giggled as Kish was attempting to imitate on of her tricks.

"I'm practicing so we can do a performance together," he joked. He had moved in with Pudding and her siblings, he helped them financially, and Pudding emotionally. But as they grew closer Pudding began to feel something for him she hadn't since she was ten, that was six years ago. And that was love. Not the love she felt for her siblings, which she had felt for Kisshu when he had first moved in with them, but the love she had once felt for Tart.

"Pudding-chan, you should be getting ready for bed," he chided, it was rather late, and he had made sure she enrolled back in school.

"But it's only 11:00!"

"It's also a school night," he said.

"All right, but I want a kiss first," this was a nice advantage, she could always get a kiss for doing something.

"Pudding-chan, that was cute when you were little, but don't you think you're a bit old for that now?"

"Of course not, once you told me that people do whatever it takes to make people they care about happy, and if you want me to be happy, then I want a kiss." He rolled his eyes in defeat and gave her a quick kiss, and then she went off to bed feeling content.

She woke when she heard Kisshu enter the room an hour later, "Kisshu-kun?" she asked, not sure it was him.

"It's just me, go back to bed," he told her.

"Okay," she said and allowed herself to drift off. Kish smiled, she was still like a child at the age of 16. She was still like his little sister, but perhaps a bit more. He set the alarm and got into bed. While he was thinking about their relationship he dozed off as well.

The alarm went off before they both could register that they were sleeping, both of them shot out of bed, but Kisshu beat Pudding to the clock.

"Beat you," he teased.

"This time," she giggled.

"Come on, get ready for school." They both heard a cry from Heicha's room.

Pudding rushed to the room, "What's wrong, Heicha-chan?"

"Um, I think," she blushed and Pudding saw something on her bed.

"Oh," Pudding said surprised, "We'll take care of that real quick and then we'll clean your sheets. Don't worry, it's nothing to be embarrassed about, it happens to every girl." She called to Kisshu, "Kisshu. Stay out of here, but can you get my school stuff ready? This may take a while!" Pudding then continued to explain, then explained what she should do, and then Heicha helped Pudding clean up.

"Thank you, onee-chan, na no da," Heicha thanked Pudding.

"Uh-huh, now you'll be okay today, right?" Pudding said and ruffled her sisters hair.

"Yep, na no da, have fun at school, na no da," Pudding smiled, she remembered once when she had ended every sentence in "na no da".

"I will, see you, Heicha-chan," Pudding replied and set off downstairs.

"What was wrong?" Kish asked concerned.

"None of your business, if Heicha wants you to know she'll tell you."

"All right," Kish said, "here's your lunch and book bag."

"Thank you, Kish," she said taking the items, then gave him a kiss on the cheek and departed for school.

School seemed to drag on that day. It was a hot day, and everyone was jittery with the end of the year approaching rapidly. The teachers however were set to work them 'til the absolute last second. After all, their marks would be mailed home at the end of the month.

"Pudding-chan!" Kisshu called from the car.

"Kisshu-kun!" Pudding greeted him ecstatically, but then saw the grave expression on his face as she entered the car. "What's wrong?" she asked worried.

He didn't know how to say it, "I just got a call from the police, your fathers been killed in a training accident."

"What?" she asked, not believing what she heard, her smiling fading.

"Pudding, your father is with your mom now," he said. Pudding started sobbing immediately. He stroked her now long hair and held her against his chest, letting her cry. He hated that she was crying, and that it was his fault. "We'll get through this," Kish said.

"I love you," Pudding said, the tears still flowing, he had always been there when she really needed him.

"I love you ,too, you're my little sister, sort of," he said, the meaning not sinking in.

"No, not like that." Kish was silent, what could possibly have set that off?

"Pudding," he started, then something sunk in, how he felt when he looked at her, and how he felt when she wasn't happy, "I love you, too." She smiled a bit, and Kish kissed her.