I DON'T OWN TOKYO MEW MEW

STORY

(Saturday-date night)

"Tart, you better get that stupid camera out of my face right now, before is chuck it in a shredder" Pai sneered as Tart only laughed, holding his video camera out of Pai's reach "I just got this thing yesterday as an out-of-date birthday present, it ain't on now, but later Im gonna test it out by recording all the " "I don't care what you do, as long as you take your dates and go away when they get here" Kissu snapped "and both of you zip-it, your giving me a headache and they're nearly here"

"Who exactly is coming on this date, for you benefit and my laptop's return?" Pai asked sarcastically. Kissu shrugged "I phoned Ichigo yesterday night and said she was coming with Pudding…" beside him Tart shivered "…and some girl called Bridget Verdant"

"Bridget?!" Pai echoed "not Bridget, new girl Bridget" he asked. "Kissu shrugged again "think so". Pai groaned he hadn't been expecting this when he had agreed to this; he was expecting Minto or Zakuro.

At least with Minto, she would probably end up going to a teashop the whole time, and Zakuro…well it would be as if she weren't even there, the girl hardly talked. But Bridget, he wouldn't know what to expect from her, and that was going to be a problem.

"What's wrong with you?" Tart observed, holding his video camera up to Pai's face "I thought you liked her, you defended her on the girls first day -" "because the kid's around her' shouting was giving me a headache" Pai snapped, but Kissu continued "-and you stared at her the whole lesson she first came here, and you seemed to be enjoying your conversation you were having in the café so much that I had to drag you away before-"

"Listen!!" Pai cut in before either of his friends could say any more "I only talked to her in the Café because there was something I wanted to know from her, she means nothing to me. She's annoying, always stuttering, it drives my head in. why can't that girl just get to the point?" "but I thought" Kissu interrupted, but Pai intervened "the only reason I took any interest in her was because she looks like Retesu, but after only a few minutes of talking to her, shows me that Bridget, isn't any thing like Retesu. So the minute you get your girl, and I get my lap-top, Im jilting her"

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"Bridget you look fine, beautiful in fact" Ichigo reassured her worried, green haired friend. "I don't know Ichigo" Bridget replied nervously "Im terrible at this type of things, Im terrible at dates. I get too nervous, and don't know what to say, and then end up saying something stupid, and then my date ends up either being just, plain weirded out by me or scared. I should never have let you take me to that stupid beauty parlour"

"But you look so good" squealed pudding from behind her "like a princess" 'like a princess' it was one of Bridget's least favourite comments.

Pudding was in a cute yellow ruffled skirt that ended just above the knees, an orange no-sleeved top, a stylish brown belt and sandals. Her hair was done up in a pony tail with some of her yellow hair still falling down and resting on her neck.

Ichigo was gorgeous as ever, even though she wasn't even trying to. Her hair was in its usual pig tails, only this time it was with light blue ribbons that stood out against the ruby redness of her hair. She was wearing a light pink and white dress with short sleeved and a darker pink flower pattern on the sleeves.

And Bridget looked…well…she thought she looked the same as she used to look. "Ok guys, were nearly there" Ichigo called out from the front of the train "where are we going anyway" Pudding asked once she had stopped bouncing on her seat. "Kissu called and told me that he was going to meet us at the amusement park-" and that was that, Pudding went on a rampage, and Bridget had to turn away and cover her mouth to keep from bursting out loud with laughter as Ichigo chased the little energetic girl around the train carriage.

The window was cold as Bridget rested her cheek against the cold glass; I calmed some of her nerves. This was her chance, her chance to be a normal girl on a date for once in her life. Now if only she could stop stuttering long enough to remind herself that.

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"ICHIGO!!!" Pai covered his ears as his friend exploded at the sight of the red haired girl and her friends approaching. They had finally arrived after five minutes of Kissu on the phone, trying to direct them to the fairest wheel. And it was only near the front gate!

They were still a little way of, but Tart still hid behind him at the thought of the yellow haired monkey-girl. Every time the two met, the girl had the weirdest tendency to glomp him, and because of that Tart developed the tendency to hide the best he could every time he heard her coming. But she always found him.

As if on cue "TARU-TARU!" Monkey girl squealed and glomped the boy behind him "get off" tart tried to scream, but gave up in a few seconds.

Pai looked up and did a double take on the girl standing beside Ichigo, laughing along at Monkey-girls actions. Bridget? She looked so…so different. Her glasses weren't on, and her hair was up in a high ponytail, rippling down her back and past her shoulders in a long wave, some fat locks of hair even rested on her shoulders and framed her face. Her cheeks were a rosy tinge that gave her an earthly quality, like some sort of fantasy creature.

She was wearing a blue cotton top with sleeves that ended above her elbows and a beautiful green butterfly in the centre, a long aquamarine skirt swayed around her ankles and the little silver bells on the hem jingled with every step she took. She was nothing like what he had expected; he was expecting her to be tall lanky, wearing baggy clothing that did no justice to her figure. But thins was…unbelievable. Pai made a mental note to congratulate Ichigo on her makeover skills.

"Ichigo, you look…wow" Pai took his eyes off the green haired girl to see Kissu ogling at Ichigo, who was trying to avoid eye-contact. "Ehh thanks, you look fine too" Kissu smiled and took her hand "Kay guys, meet you back here in a couple of hours" and with that he pulled Ichigo in the opposite direction as fast as possible with Ichigo angry cries of "WHAAAAAAAAAT!!!?".

Following Kissu's cue, Pudding grabbed Tart by the crook of the arm and started pulling him, screaming to slow down, in the direction of the bumper cars. And soon it was just Pai and Bridget.

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Bridget was board. And obviously, Pai was too. They had been sitting on the bench by the games stands for the good part of fifteen minutes in total silence and Bridget was board. "Ah, Pai-sempai" she said, trying to get his attention, Pai didn't hear. So she said it again, a little louder "Pai-sempai", this time he herd. "Humph" he grunted "what is it".

Bridget drew a Blanc; she hadn't thought any further then 'Pai-sempai' so she said the first thing that came into her head "Uhh, don't you want to play one of the games?". Pai grunted "Im not the gaming type" "food?" she countered "not the eating type" he countered again "rides?" this time he just shrugged.

Bridget got up and began to walk away. Seeing this he got up and ran after her, remembering that he was suppose to keep here entertained and away from Kissu and Ichigo.

"Wait" he called, but she just walked on, head bent "wait he called out again, running faster, for a girl, she was a really fast walker. Finally he caught up to her "wait" he said again, placing his hands on her arms to halt her "sorry I didn't mean, I just…" he tried to say, but she cut him off "so what kind of type are you?" she asked. Pai blinked "what?!"

"what kind of type are you?, because if you aren't the eating stall type, and your not the gaming type, and you…" she shrugged "…to games, then what, pray tell, do you usually do at amusement parks?, because Im confused". Pai was speechless but she continued "I know you were probably forced on this date, I was too, well not forced…more like seriously pushed into, but I figured I might as well enjoy a free reason to go to the amusement park, don't you?".

To say Pai was surprised was an understatement, he was flabbergasted. And she didn't even say it in a rude way, she was generally curious if he thought the same way, the look on her face was really too cute.

And now that he thought about it, she was kinda right, in rare times he went on a date to the amusement park; the girl always got board and went home, or spent the whole time hopelessly flirting. Either was, he usually ended up not getting to do anything. Even though half of him wanted too and she was right about another thing, why waste a perfectly good reason to go to the amusement park, and Kissu had given him and Tart thirty pounds each, why waste it?

Bridget watched as Pai processed her words and as began to smile. "Do you like roller coasters?" he asked. In return lettuce smiled and said "only a little, there a bit too fast for me". Pai took her hand and lead her to the roller coaster "wanna give this one a try" Bridget nodded.

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(With Pudding and Tart)

"Taru-Taru why are you hitting your head against that tree" the yellow haired girl asked in confusion. "Because Im trying to wake up" Tart murmured. In the twenty minutes they had been alone together, she had not stopped talking and running everywhere like an overly hyperactive monkey, it was driving him absolutely bananas. Why couldn't she just slow down for once in her whole life.

Suddenly he felt a strong grip take the inside of his arm, pull him away from the tree and sit him down on the bench. "Taru-Taru" she said "take a deep breath" Tart complied and Pudding sat down beside him, they sat in silence for a few seconds before pudding finally broke the silence "look at that" she cried pointing forward.

Tart followed her finger to where she was pointing and saw a bright red balloon tied to the fencing of a playground. The swings clanked together in the breeze.

For the first time in the whole evening with pudding he smiled, as he recognised the meaning of the balloon, but he made sure that she didn't see.

"Do you still remember?" she asked. He remembered, he never once forgot that day.

Flashback

A little seven year old girl with shoulder length blond hair and warm brown eyes was taking a walk after dropping off her little sister at the little-sprouts day care centre. Seeing the park she decided to take a short cut through the trees. Suddenly, she tripped over a root and fell, face first into the ground.

She got up and rubbed the dirt of her forehead, before looking down and noticing that the tree root was actually a foot. She followed the foot into a bush and found it was connected to a leg, and that leg was connected to a boy. He was small, about her age, with chestnut brown hair and small down-turned face. His clothes were dirty and ruined, and his body was shaking slightly, like he was crying. "Hey" the girl asked innocently "are you ok".

The boys head instantly shot up and he etched away from her "w-where did you come from" he asked. The girl scratched her head "I don't know" she said "China". The boy shook his head at her, he had amber coloured eyes and they were all watery "Hi, My name's Pudding Fong, what's, yours" he ignored her.

"This is a weird place to take a nap" she said, a little louder this time. "I wasn't taking a nap" he snapped. The girl watched his face for a few more seconds "then why were you crying if it wasn't because you couldn't get to sleep?" she asked again this time the boy didn't answer immediately.

A couple of seconds later he murmured "why do you even care anyway, nobody usually dose" he sighed, "my father doesn't anyway. All he ever say's is 'do this, do that' 'Oh Tart, can you at least try to be more like your brother' if he loves my brother so much, then why did he even have a second son?" "Pardon" the girl asked.

"Maybe I should save everyone the trouble and just disappear, erase my existence…" but that was all the boy could say before the girl slapped him across the cheek.

"Ouch" he cried "what was that?" he looked up to the girl, and saw her eyes were angry, about what though? "What is your name" she demanded "Taruto" he said "Tart". "Well Tart, you need to come with me" and with that she grabbed his hand and pulled him along with her.

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"Why are we here" Tart asked, looking around the playground. The girl sat on one of the swings and indicated the one beside her; Tart sat down and watched as the girl began to pump her legs to get the swing going "Swing" she ordered. Her sharp tone made him comply, till they were both swinging at the same level. "Now" she said "Do this" she took a deep breath, and as she swung up wards she yelled out "I LIKE CHOCOLATE PUDDING!"

Tart stared at her as if she was mad "what are you doing" he said shocked "shush people will hear". She just shook her head and yelled "just swing" she gasped "then scream the first thing that comes to you head" he looked unsure "don't worry" she cried happily "no one comes this way, and if they do, they'll be used to it, I do this all the time when I have something on my mind".

Still Tart did nothing "come on, trust me on this" she said. He was going to decline, till he saw her eyes, something about him made him want to try "lets do it this wa then" she said " what is your name?" she asked

"Tart" he answered "louder!" she called. So he took a deep breath and yelled out "MY NAME IS TART!". "GOOD, NOW WHAT IS YOUE FAVERITE ANIMAL?" "MONKEY" he yelled again "WHY IS YOUR HAIR BROWN?" "WHAT KIND OF STUPID QUESTION IS THAT". She laughed, and Tart found himself laughing along with her, he was actually having fun. The game continued "WHY IS THE SKY BLUE" she would shout "HAVENT THE FOGGIEST CLUE" he would answer, on and on, until they were mis-matching random words "ORANGE", "BLUE ". "TREE", "SKY" "WHY SKY?" "I DON'T KNOW!" Till by the end of it, they had both fallen off the swings, laughing their heads off

When Tart had finally caught his breath, a smile was still plastered on his face. "TAG!" Pudding suddenly screamed, tapping his shoulder and running behind the jungle gym. Tart got up and chased after her, laughing all the way. He just couldn't help it, there was something about this girl that just made him want to start laughing and never stop. He was happy, and it was a feeling he wasn't used to. but in the circumstances, where he was probably never going to see her again then why not just enjoy being happy for one day, and tomorrow he can go back to his grumpy self.

Man she was fast, and never seemed to tire out, ten straight minutes, after all that laughing, she was still running around the play ground with out loosing any energy, he wasn't going to win the game this way. He needed to try a different approach.

Pudding tiptoed from behind the slide, she looked around, but Tart had disappeared. "YO! LOOK UP" someone screamed. She swirled round to find Tar sliding down, before she could even process the thought to run away, he had already caught her by the shoulders and the two fell down together laughing.

"That was fun" she giggled. Tart nodded, he couldn't do much else. "When I was little, my mother used to do this" she suddenly sat up, her face was faced to the ground. Tart stopped laughing and watched her bunch her knees to her chest as she said "She died a couple of years ago, I was there, before she died" Tart didn't know what to d or what to say, he wanted to do something, but what?; suddenly a wet drop of water fell from her down-turned face. She looked at him and he saw that in the corner of her eyes were bunched up tears wanting to fall, but she was still smiling!

"She told me to always smile, and be happy. But sometimes it's hard, sometimes; I get sad tears slid down her cheek "if you disappeared, then people would be sad" she whispered. Tart wanted to agree with her, to comfort her. But he needed to set her straight.

"No one would miss me, no one cares enough to miss me" he said sadly, himself, sinking deeper back into depression with every word. But her voice changed that, with the next thing she said "Id miss you"

Tart looked up, half expecting it to be a joke, but her face was telling to truth "Id miss you, Id be sad, and Id belike that because you're my friend" he stared at her "and you'd be sad, because of all the things you'd miss" she continued.

"Like what" he asked. She grinned "like playing the shouting game, and swinging on the swings, and playing tag and…and… that!" she pointed.

Tart looked and held back a gasp. The playground was on a hill, and from where they were sitting, they could see a beautiful sunset. The golden colour blended in with the blue sky so beautifully, setting down with a pinkish/purplish tinge, the sight was breathtaking. "Wouldn't you miss sunsets like these?" she asked. Tart decided she was right he would miss these things. Suddenly she reached forward and clasped his hands "so don't say things like that so lightly, Ok? Being here, is a good thing, so be happy every day".

(END FLASHBACK)

That day changed his life, he stopped being such a spoilt brat because every time he tried, he thought of Pudding, and he decided not to. At the time, he had thought she was just some random girl, someone he would never see again. Until two months later when she was introduced as a new student into his school, he had been shocked to see her, and even more surprised when she had pranced up and glomped him in the middle of the class.

"TAR-TAR!" she had screeched "ITS YOU" and later when he confronted her for her weird behaviour she had answered "Im going to hug you everyday" "why?" he asked, she grinned" because Im your friend".

It was then, that he realized he liked her, maybe more, but there was also another problem with that realisation. She was too hyper, a happy go-lucky, hyper little monkey. Good for a laugh, but not girlfriend material.

And he was one of the most popular boys in the school, they didn't suit. Not to mention how his family would look down on him if he were to go out with a poor girl. So he decided to pretend, to hide his feelings, make her hate him. But she was so persistent, that he couldn't help but feel warm to her, and annoyed. She was too hyper.

So every time she hugged him, he acted like he hated it, though that wasn't that hard, since she squeezed that hard.

"It's been so long hasn't it" Puddings said suddenly from beside him, her voice brought him back to reality from the flashback. "Hey, Tar-Tar, I know you hate me…" that caught him as a surprise "… or at least really annoying, but today, do you think…" she twiddled her thumbs "…do you think, if I don't hug you, and promise to calm down a little and stop being hyper, we can have some fun?"

Tart was stunned, of all the questions she would ask, he did not expect that. Pudding was looking at him in an expecting, worried way. And it made him think, he still liked her, for all he did not to, he still liked her. And now he was being given the opportunity to enjoy her company, no, more then enjoy her company to go on a proper date with her. And if anyone found out he'd, have a good excuse.

"Sure" he said "but…" there was only one thing "…while I appreciate you not squeezing the life out of me, you don't have to stop being hyper, just slow down a bit…a lot. Not everyone is as eccentric as you.

A huge grin appeared on her face as she nodded, her smile warmed his heart more then he was used to, and she broke out in a silly grin himself. She was just too cute. "OK!" she squealed, grabbing his hand and dragging him over to a spider ride. And Tart, like that time all those years ago found himself laughing with joy, for real. Too bad Pudding had no idea that the reason he was laughing, was because he was with her.

TO BE CONTINUED…

WOW MY FIRST TO BE CONTINUED… KEEP READING, AND REVIEW! IM NOT FEELING ANY LOVE HERE, REVIEW AND ILL WRITE MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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