I Want To Become Cuter
Me: Hiyo! I'm back with a brand new story! I know I'm jumping and am not even keeping up to date with my other stories, but I'm a free lance writer. I don't even know what a free lance writer is.
Gon: Is this story going to be good?
Killua: Who has to suffer this time?
Me: (grin) the person who just spoke.
Killua: What!? Again. You have to be kidding me. (exits room)
Me: I don't own Hunter x Hunter. Plz enjoy!
Gon: R&R
Aoi's POV
It's raining, it's pouring the assassin is calling. He stabbed my head and now I'm dead and couldn't get up in the morning. I sang it like a lullaby. Like the song, it was raining, or maybe it was pouring. I was crying. My light brown hair all tangled and in a mess, my gloomy blue eyes were in a daze. I couldn't get myself to stop shedding tears. I wasn't alone on that faithful day. A large tree shaded the two of us from the falling rain. And that tree was what joined us together.
"Don't cry. It's alright." A boy with silver spiky hair whispered in my ear.
"I'm a monster. I killed sister and brother and mummy and daddy ran away from me." I sobbed.
The boy with silver hair looked at me. "You're not a monster." He smiled. "You're actually very cute."
I blushed. Never once had somebody called me cute. I've been called monster, devil, ugly and evil but never cute.
I hugged the boy. "Thank you." I sighed.
He smiled. "Don't cry. Every again. It's ugly." He teased.
I giggled. "Okay. I won't cry ever again." I swore that day that I would never cry again, and that I'd get cuter, and cuter until I can prove to that boy that I can reach his standards. He stood up and walked away. I wiped my tears away. "Can you tell me your name?" I asked, reaching out to him. "Until we meet." He waved goodbye and disappeared into the rain. He was like a diamond. A beautiful shine, but rare to find.
I found a shard of glass, just lying on the ground. I gasped at its presence and smiled. I picked up the sharp object, cutting my skin slightly. I didn't care. It was a blood oath I will make to him. I looked in the small shard. I saw my dusty face and tangled hair. I might've looked like a monster too. I giggled and used my fingers to brush my hair through. I made sure it was no longer tangled and washed it and my face in the rain. I chuckled and danced in the pouring rain. I sang the same song over and over again. "It's raining, it's pouring the assassin is calling! My eyes are red because of tears I shed and I could dance until the morning! Hahaha I'm so happy!" I screamed. After doing so, I just sat down in the mud in my muddy clothes smiling.
I picked a flower from the tree I slumped against and tangled the flower into my hair.
I looked back in that shard once again and I no longer saw a monster, I saw someone who was willing on being cute.
Perfection…
Sorry the first chap is short. I promise it will be much longer than this. This is just a prologue! I do not own the raining song thingy.