I'm Cleaning Out My Closet
Chapter Four: The Memories
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Sunday evening, Kurapica wander
down to the beach. Sitting down in the soft white sand, she watched the
sunset.
The rays of the fading star
sparkled on the water and the cool waves washed over her toes. Kurapica
smiled, remembering one of the walks by the sea...
"What do you think of when
you see the ocean sunsets?" Leorio asks.
"I think of beautiful mermaids
and rainbow colored fish swimming happily in the ocean," Kurapica answers.
"What about you?"
Leorio smiles. "I like
to imagine myself as one of those magical fishes, and that there's a mermaid
princess with pearls in her hair leading me to a treasure."
But that had been a year ago. The sun left the horizon and the clouds faded one by one, as she stretched out on the beach. How exactly had they met?
A blond kid walks through
the classroom door. Short hair, red T-shirt, blue jeans, very typical for
a first grader. All heads turn to stare at the stranger. "Now class," says
the teacher, "don't stare; it's rude."
Some of them return to
coloring, or whatever, but a few heads are frozen in place. The teacher
tells the blonde where the backpacks go, and then walks over to an empty
desk between a girl with long almost-white blond hair, and a dark haired
boy.
"Hi," The girl greets the
newcomer. "My name is Senritsu. What's your's?"
"Kurapica," is the answer.
As the blond kid sits down,
the black-haired boy glances around, and hisses, "Are you a girl or guy?!"
Kurapica glares and hisses
back, "Female, for God's sake."
The boy returns to scribbling
on his desk. "Ignore him." Senritsu tells Kurapica. "That's Leo. Class
jerk."
"Oh."
"I can show you around
today."
"Okay!" Kurapica and Senritsu
quickly become good friends.
At recess, they are playing
tag, when they see a purple-haired girl looking up into a tree. She is
yelling something to it, and Kurapica and Senritsu inch closer the see
what it is.
"All right, you come down,
or—" A soccer ball flies out of the tree, missing her by an inch, and hitting
Kurapica on the forehead, instead. The girl runs over. "Are you all right?"
Without an answer, she picks up the soccer ball and throws it into the
tree. In a crash of green leaves, brown branches, and a black-and-white
soccer ball, Leo comes tumbling down. "That'll teach ya to hog the ball!"
The girl promptly marches away.
Kurapica whispers to Senritsu,
"Who's that? She's COOL!!!"
"Machi, from Ms. Mizuki's
class."
Machi suddenly rushes back.
"You okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
She squints at Kurapica.
"You new here? Haven't seen ya around."
"I moved here during the
weekend."
"Well then, you need to
know everything about this place! Let's go find some non-jerks." Machi
sticks out her tongue at the goofily-grinning-seemingly-unharmed Leo. Then
she drags Kurapica away, with Senritsu in tow.
That was her first memory of Leorio and the start of her friendship with Machi and Senritsu. Kurapica sighed.Where was he?
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Note: You can try this at home. But finish reading the entire story first. That includes Part II.
Princess Floréa: Hope that was long enough.
Voice in the Bathroom: Ehehehehe...
Floraleon: o.O
Princess Floréa: ^-^ Kurapika-sama's high on pot.
Floraleon: AND YOU LET HIM?!
Princess Floréa: I'll explain later.
Doorbell: Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Princess Floréa: Ding dong.
Doorbell: Ding dong.
Princess Floréa: A little more oomph.
Doorbell: DiNg dOnG.
Princess Floréa: Good! *opens door*
fairygurl: Hi.
Killua-sama: Yo, where my home boy Kurapika-sama?
Princess Floréa: High on pot.
Killua-sama: Okay. *somehow manages to get into bathroom*
[Splash can be heard]
~*TBC*~