"There are trillions of stars in the universe. Trillions.
To our eyes, small specks twinkling in the night sky.
To them, we are the specks.
We just aren't shining yet."
I glanced up from the crinkled paper. Silence.
"Not... not bad, Miwa. Not bad. A little cheesy, but not bad."
A sly smile was on his face, the one that I would usually rather slap off. But this time, it meant something. It meant slight progress. But even so, I was not convinced.
"I'm still not sure. Maybe I should just give up writing, y'know? It's not feeling special anymore," I muttered, staring at the words I thought I had so carefully chosen.
"Do what you want," he sighed, swinging his legs (an indication of boredom). Though we could only see fragments through the branches, the clouds were slowly rolling past us. Two specks at the highest point in a tree. All that audible was the clear sound of whistling.
"Where is that song even going?" I asked, hearing random notes here and there. I looked at his profile. The sunlight was splitting through the leaves so perfectly, his eyes were sparkling like a deep ocean.
Not quite the stars.
"They never go anywhere."
"Mm. True."
I shuffled the stack of papers. My writing doesn't go anywhere, either.
"It's kind of nice, isn't it?" This time he was looking at me.
"What is?"
"This."
He gestured toward the vastness of the land we were looking upon. It was covered in a thick jungle, with few, few clearings. A stream was quietly running beneath us. The mountain was standing in the distance. To him, we were on top of everything. When we're away from them, we're always on top. That's what he says. I know that's not true, and so does he, but we secretly like to dream.
"Well, particularly, the sun. And the clouds. Everything else sucks as usual," he shrugged, still swinging his legs. I gazed toward the sky, shielding my eyes. The gloomy atmosphere that normally surrounded us was gone today. Birds were actually singing. He wasn't complaining for once. It was a truly good day.
"Oh! I know!"
The sudden outburst caused me to jump and drop my many papers.
"No!" I yelled, watching them drift down like feathers to the small creek below us, uselessly reaching for them. They wouldn't make it.
"Ah, sorry. I was just thinking about something," he said, scratching the back of his head. He wouldn't look at me. A pale leaf floated down behind him, probably joining my papers.
"Yeah, I was thinking about something too. But now those thoughts are lost in a stupid creek!"
"Hey, I said I was sorry! Can I at least say what I was thinking?"
"I don't know, can you?"
He stopped swinging his legs.
"You're not my mother," he said, still looking forward to the scenery before us. "Though, thank God you're not my mother... Anyways!"
"Listen, I was thinking about how this could be a sign!"
"A sign? What?" I turned towards him, watching his hair glint in the light.
"You know, this day. Maybe it means something. Maybe something's gonna happen."
I paused for a second. He peeked at me from the corner of his eye, with the smile making another appearance.
"Whatever, Kil," I laughed.
Yo! Sonomi here. Pen name, of course! As Hunter X Hunter is pretty much my all-time favorite anime/manga ever, I figured I'd write a fanfic for it. Now, I'm not really good with fanfictions, so I'm hoping to get a little feedback!
This is just a short introduction, of course. The first chapter shall be coming soon! Stay tuned, and thanks for reading!
Hunter X Hunter is not owned by me, but a super amazing and talented dude named Yoshihiro Togashi.