After the End, a tokyo mew mew fanfic

After the End:

A Tokyo Mew Mew Story

Another night of crying myself to sleep, another sleepless night spent staring at the old picture of him I keep on my nightstand. How long had it been like this? A month? It couldn't possibly be that long. I keep telling myself I need to get over him, but every time I say that, his voice echoes in my head.

"I-I just pretended because…we're supposed to be enemies, but I…...I love you, Pudding. I really love you. I…don't want you to die! I don't know what I'll do if you die!"

He gave his life for me. I was the one who had killed him. He'd been crying, crying for me, for me to live. I had never seen him cry, I didn't even know he could. He was always trying to get me to cry, but I'd always resisted it, resisted his manufactured made only to hide his true feelings. Every time those words echoed in my head, they tore me apart inside. I'd hide my tears from my siblings, saying I had to go to the café or that I had homework. I'd run to my room and sob into a pillow, quietly, so my siblings wouldn't hear.

Every time Heicha would say "na no da", it made me think of me trying a get him to wake up.

"Wake up, Taru-Taru. I'm feeling better na no da!"

I don't want to believe it. I don't want to believe that he's gone. A thousand Kirema Animas slashing at me couldn't feel worse than the pain I feel now. All the monster he'd sprung at me, all the battles, every time he resisted the friendship I tried so had to achieve, it had all been a ruse, a cover up. A deadly cover up.

One time Heicha had caught me crying, on the roof, a place he'd often come. "What's wrong na no da?" she'd asked. I sniffed, wiping away tears. "Nothing," I replied, but my voice was shaky, my face red, she'd seen through me. "You wanna talk about it na no da?" she asked. After that, I'd told her the whole story. Start to finish.

I wish I could turn back time. I wish I'd been the one to die.