|A Little Skit
Author: VampireApple PM
Pudding and Tart do a little skit in the park. PxT.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Friendship - Tart & Pudding F. - Words: 518 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 8 - Follows: 1 - Published: 06-11-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4316192
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Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo Mew Mew
She was just sitting on the swing; on the old play ground in the park. She was, well, swinging. She didn't have much to do, she had done her favorite skit a few times for the people in the park. One man even gave her some yen, that made her every happy.
But still, she was board. She had no one to play with. All her friends were busy. She slowly stopped swing, thinking about what to do next. She felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around. There, stood a boy, about her age; nine.
"Shouldn't you be in outer space?" she asked.
"Well, we've decided to take a break. Pie is doing some training on the moon. Kish went to get flowers for Ichigo. I have nothing to do. I thought I might as well see you," he said.
She smiled. "Can we do that skit that we never did cuz you were trying to kill every one the Tokyo Doom?" she asked.
"The husband and wife one."
"I don't know-"
"Please? Please Tar-Tar? Pretty please?"
"Yay! arigato, arigatou Tar-Tar-chan! "
After showing Tart how to do the skit, they preformed it. Tart would ever admit it, but he had fun with her. He liked being with her. He hoped, that no matter who won the war, they could be together. I guess I'm falling in love with her, like Kish is with that old hag. I think I like the feeling. He smiled to him-self.
"Tar-Tar-chan, I have to go home now," she said.
She went up to him, getting close. Tart didn't mind, that much. He liked being by her. He just wasn't sure what she was doing. It made him feel a little warm.
She put her face closer to his, she really didn't know what she was doing. She was too young and innocent. She had seen many people do stuff like this on the T.V, so she thought it would fit.
Tart closed his eyes.
She closed her eyes. She put her lips on his, just for five seconds. It felt like… Tart didn't even know what it felt like.
She blushed, looking at the ground.
Tart just looked ahead, stunned.
She turned and ran home.
Tart just stood, still stunned. What was that? It felt so good. I've never felt any thing like this before. What is this feeling?
He didn't know what he felt. He remembered a time when he asked Kish what he felt for that old hag. Kish said it was some thing called love. Tart wasn't sure what love was, but he thought he felt it for her.
He'd have to find out what that was called, when two people put their lips together.
"Well, I hope I see you soon. I love you, Pudding."