Hinata: I think I'm going fanfic crazy…
Killua: try writing the rest of the stories you already started
Hinata: feh…I will…I'm a procrastinator!
I own no one in hunter x hunter! Awwww
Kurapika looked out the train window to the crowded streets that held many people…
How different this is from home… he thought of the streets that held maybe three people at a time, if any.
Some of these people would have called it boring…but he called it peaceful
He looked over at the two friends who sat counter two him.
The shorter one's head resting on the taller one's shoulder.
Like brothers…like my brothers…
Then he looked up at the sleeping oaf next to him.
His head was turned up towards the ceiling his mouth slightly open as he snored.
And just like father…
He looked down at his book and thought of his wise mother always either in the kitchen or readying in her chair, next to the window so she could here the children outside, and make sure they were alright…
He smiled at her thought.
Then his grip tightened on the edges of his novel…
That had all been taken away from him.
Along with everything he knew as a home…
Ripped away and thrown away as if it hadn't mattered…
Oh that's horrible!
That's what most people say…or, I'm sorry
As if they cared…
As if they didn't go back home and forget…
He would never forget…
Never forget the wrong that had been done to him.
Never forget his family…
Nor the celebrations, or gatherings…
His gaze weakened and he closed his book, looking out the window again he didn't register a tear slipping down his check as his eyelids drooped.
As leorio woke up he looked over at his friend who had dozed off.
He nnoticed a tear slipping down his thin face and whipped it away with his thumb…
Talk to us kurapika…
He thought before going back to sleep.
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hinata: thank you for reading! Please review!
Gon: and no flames please!