Chapter three
Hinata: ugh…here's chapter three you jerks!
Kurapika: Don't worry she's tired an bored…
Killua: -hands chocolate-
Hinata: oooh! Yay! Thanks killu-chan! Here's the next chapter people! Thank you for reading! (Seriously)
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(Kurapika's pov:)
As I walked down the hallway I heard a commotion behind me.
Before I knew it I was flat on my face tasting carpet.
''Oh! Sorry'' a large teen shouted over his shoulder laughing.
I picked myself up holding my nose and looked around.
I had no clue were I was.
Oh, what to do…I couldn't go and rat Leorio out now could I?
I didn't have my clothes my phone or anything…
I sighed. I didn't know what to do before I went to bed….which was in…like…12 hours.
So I decided to sit on a bench and keep my hands in my lap while hunching my shoulders and hiding my eyes by my bangs.
I listened to people walking by me for about thirty minutes then I looked up toward the ceiling and leaned against the wall
What am I going to do?
(Leorio's pov:)
After I locked the little runt out of my room I threw his stuff off my balcony.
I felt a small bit bad because something sounded like it shattered when it hit the cement below…but then I thought about Sakura and my blood began to once again boil.
What did I care anyway?
It was probably something like a bottle anyway.
(Kurapika's pov)
After about an hour of sitting on that bench, I got extremely bored, so I decided to explore.
I wandered outside and found myself even more lost than I had been before.
As I turned a corner I spotted a red bag lying on its side with glass strew around it.
My eyes widened.
No….
I sprinted toward my bag and picked it up, ignoring the shards that sunk into my hands.
No…
Please no…
I opened my bag and my fears were confirmed…
I picked up the broken part of the picture frame and tossed it aside, reaching my hand in once more I pulled out a picture with a shard of glass ripped through it.
And of course…it hadn't gone through my face…it had gone through hers….
No…. I thought pulling the shard out of her face….
Oh Mia….what did he do to you? I thought glaring up at the balcony above me.
Mia…
A friend I had known since birth….
Had gotten very ill the year before…
She couldn't come out anymore so I came to her
….after about a month doctors had said that the disease she had was extremely contagious…and her family had moved away that night…Without saying goodbye to anyone…
I hadn't spoken to her since….
And never would…
My best friend had been ripped away from me and all had of her was a picture….and now that was gone too?
I clenched my teeth and dropped my bag, looking around I saw my phone laying face first on the side walk.
I strode over to it and flipped it over to its face and, discovering that it was cracked, and looked like a splatter painted canvas…I felt sick…my mothers number changed almost every week because of my uncle being paranoid…and I couldn't remember mine…seeing as this was a new phone…
My mother only knew that number…
So did my father…
My face hardened and I felt myself growing angrier as I thought about what he had taken away from me with a simple flick of the wrist….
The only thing I had left of my best friend…
And contact with my family…
I squinted and glared up at his room…no…our room.
I threw the doors to the dorm rooms open and walked as fast as I could to where I remotely remembered our room being.
After a few trial and errors I finally found our room.
I pounded on the door with all my might…I willed myself to not be shy when he answered.
I heard the lock unclick…apparently he forgot he was trying to keep someone away.
''Yeah?'' Leorio asked sleepily rubbing his eyes…
''Leorio…'' I said my voice just above a whisper and shaking…my bangs covered my face.
''I thought I told you to get los—'' he started but never finished.
I smacked him in the face as hard as I could.
''Wha-?'' he stumbled back a bit.
''What the hell?'' he asked his cheek beat red.
''Do you have any realization of what you have done?'' I asked loudly.
''What? I threw your bag over the edge of the balcony! What ever! It's not like I hurt you!'' he shouted, his hand in the air waving around.
''You…you….you don't get it do you? I know you heard the shatter…'' I accused.
''What? What was it that was so important to you that you had to physically injure me?'' he asked and I shoved the stabbed through picture in his face.
His eyes grew wide for a second and then squinted.
He ripped the picture out of my hand.
''It's just a picture….'' He started holding the middle with both hands, and ripping it in two…then two again.
''Take another one…'' he then threw the pieces in my face and slammed the door.
My eyes were wide…even if it had been ruined I could have still seen her face a little…but….now…the picture…even if I put it back together would be unrecognizable…
I fell to my knees and scooped up the pieces, tears falling from my eyes against my will.
I pulled the pieces close to my face and buried it in my hands.
''Oi! Short stuff…what's up with you?'' I heard a deep female voice inquire behind me.
I turned to see Haruhi jogging towards me…what seemed like a small bit of worry sneaking into her face.
''I-its nothing Haruhi…'' I said turning back around and lifting myself up.
''Well…it's not every day you see a boy cry…so what's wrong?'' she asked lifting an eyebrow.
''Really! It's nothing!'' I reassured cheerfully, whipping away a tear.
''So…he kick you out?'' she nodded toward the door.
''Yes…'' I said meekly, my head down.
''Hey I know! Come stay in my room tonight!'' she shouted grabbing my arm and dragging me down the hall.
Oh boy…
TBC…
Hinata: hey new chapter~
Kura: I think you have too many oc's Hinata…
Hina: you can NEVER have too many ocs!
Gon: please review and no flames! Flames hurt!
Thanks for reading! I own no one except, Kura's mom, uncle, friend, and Haruhi…..uh….maybe there are too many…..