Well anyway, this is my first Tokyo Mew Mew fic ever, so please, don't be too hard. I don't really even like about serie, but my sister uses to watch it all the time, and when I saw Purin, I immediately fell in love with her. And Taruto is adorable too. I've wanted to write about them pretty long time, but it took me kinda long before I got an idea 'bout what kind of fic I'm gonna write.

This story happens 6 years after Tokyo Mew Mew. I made up that the others were keeping up their duties as a mew mews and working in the café, too. But Purin stopped it to have more time to spent with her siblings. Or so they thought…

Now, to the story.

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Day started as gold and grey as each and every day in autumn at Tokyo. Cold and harsh wind blew through small parks, over the shopping centrals, past the high school building and a small house of Fong family. Opposite their house were a few sakura-trees, but without their leaves they looked dead. Wind played through their bare brushwood and stole the last leave from them. The wind continued it's journey, but that little dead leaf fall on ground.

But she didn't really notice it. She didn't want to notice. Up to bed, clothes on, brush your hair, make breakfast, wake up your sister and brothers. Just as each and every day in her life. And´, she thought, ´My life is like that stupid autumn wind. Cold, lonely and unloved. ´

How long it had been like that? She didn't remember. They had promised to come. Come to see her. Come to spend time with their old friend, their companion. She hasn't seen any of them in 6 years. Not after she left her duty as a Mew Mew Purin. They told her it was okay. They told that they understood if it was too great responsibility to handle for such a young girl as she was. After all, she had to take care of her family too, right? She remembered how she thanked them for understanding and left café Mew Mew behind.

After that life was okay for a while. She was again able to focus on school and her grade points were getting better. She had again time to be with her siblings. She made up new friends in school. Everything was going perfect. Or so it seemed. But then something went awfully wrong.

It all started two years after she ended working in the café. It had been a cold autumn day, such like now, 4 years later. Purin had cleaned their whole house and was just about to make up some lunch when their doorbell rang. Purin went to the door and opened it. At their doorstep were standing three men. They all looked distantly familiar, but Purin couldn't remember where she had seen them earlier. But it seemed that they knew her as they walked in and went right to the living room. Purin stared out of the door before she hurried after her visitors.

When Purin reached them, they all were already sitting in the small living room of Fong family. The oldest looking man bowed to Purin politely before he told what'd they had came for. She bowed to him as well and sat on the floor opposite to them. In following half an hour Purin just barely sat there, listening the tale of his. Tale about her father's dead.

She shaked her head lightly and pulled herself back to present. Why to call up ghosts of the past miseries, when there was enough to worry now?

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