This is my first fic and I'm only posting it to see if people think it's
worth reading. I'm testing the waters so to speak. So please read and
review if you have the time. I would really appreciate it and need the
pointers so I can write quality fanfics. Thank you.
So anyway, what if someone came across that poor cat that Nanami drowned? Spoilers for the Student Council arc.
Discovery
By Selenite
He wasn't allowed to be here. His parents would be angry if they
found out. But he was a young spirit with a strong sense of
curiosity who didn't always obey his parents. So here he was today,
giving into his curiosity and playing alone near the little brook.
Accept it wasn't really a brook. He learned that from his father who
pointed out the cement tunnel to prove it Real brooks didn't have
those tunnels.
But Kyouichi still liked to think of it as a brook and he still
liked to be here. He snuck here often, sometimes to play, sometimes
to be alone and think(or brood). And sometimes to watch the things
that floated out of the tunnel. Things that would have earned him a
beating at home should he have touched them. Smelly, rotted shoes or
rusty old cans didn't' seem worth touching or a beating. But he
still liked to look at them. They were a part of being here.
Today, he saw something different. When it first floated out of the
darkness of the tunnel, he couldn't make out what it was. But as it
sailed closer, he could see.
It was a box. A soggy cardboard box that was once taped shut.
Kyouichi ran along the edge of the brook as near as he could
possibly manage without going into the water. The ruined box finally
made it's way over to the water's edge and Kyouichi crept over to
it. With trepidation and care, he pulled back one of the flaps.
Whatever was inside the box was wet and black. It smelled bad, so
bad that he covered his nose with his hand. Kyouichi hesitated and
thought about pushing it back. But he was still curious and he
wanted to see what was in the box and what could possibly smell so
bad.
He pulled back the other flap. The smell grew worse and now he
could see what was in the box. The wet, black thing was also small
and hairy. Its dead eyes were bulging and wild, its body rotted. In
some places some places the little body seemed bloated, other places
it looked shrunken. It was a cat. Someone had taken a little black
and white cat and stuffed it into this box.
Kyouichi's eyes filled with tears.
He's seen something like this before, hadn't he? No. No, or else he
would have remembered it. It was horrible to see that small corpse
right there stinking up his brook.
Then something came back to him. Last week was his best friend
Touga's birthday party. Touga's little sister Nanami didn't have
anything to give him. So her small heart decided to go out and find
something to give. When Nanami came back their parents were aghast
at her state. Her face was smudged and her neat party dress was
dirty. In her dirt crusted hands, she clutched a box. Out of the
box peeped one large eye, a tuft of whiskers, a dainty white paw.
Nanami had found Touga a cat.
Touga had loved his foundling birthday present. Kyouichi often
watched as he gently played with it while Nanami whined for his
attention. And then one day, the cat disappeared.
Could this corpse and Touga's cat be the same? Should Kyouichi tell
him what he found? No. Someone had taken the cat and put him in the
box, taping the flaps shut. Someone had put the box in the water.
Someone had wanted the cat to drown. Who could do such a mean
thing? Who would want to hurt is friend like that?
Kyouichi knew how hard Touga had taken the cat's disappearance.
Seeing it had burnt holes through his heart. He wouldn't tell
Touga. He didn't want to see his friend hurt, didn't want him to
know that somebody wanted him to hurt.
Kyouichi pushed the box back into the water. He backed away and ran
home.
So anyway, what if someone came across that poor cat that Nanami drowned? Spoilers for the Student Council arc.
Discovery
By Selenite
He wasn't allowed to be here. His parents would be angry if they
found out. But he was a young spirit with a strong sense of
curiosity who didn't always obey his parents. So here he was today,
giving into his curiosity and playing alone near the little brook.
Accept it wasn't really a brook. He learned that from his father who
pointed out the cement tunnel to prove it Real brooks didn't have
those tunnels.
But Kyouichi still liked to think of it as a brook and he still
liked to be here. He snuck here often, sometimes to play, sometimes
to be alone and think(or brood). And sometimes to watch the things
that floated out of the tunnel. Things that would have earned him a
beating at home should he have touched them. Smelly, rotted shoes or
rusty old cans didn't' seem worth touching or a beating. But he
still liked to look at them. They were a part of being here.
Today, he saw something different. When it first floated out of the
darkness of the tunnel, he couldn't make out what it was. But as it
sailed closer, he could see.
It was a box. A soggy cardboard box that was once taped shut.
Kyouichi ran along the edge of the brook as near as he could
possibly manage without going into the water. The ruined box finally
made it's way over to the water's edge and Kyouichi crept over to
it. With trepidation and care, he pulled back one of the flaps.
Whatever was inside the box was wet and black. It smelled bad, so
bad that he covered his nose with his hand. Kyouichi hesitated and
thought about pushing it back. But he was still curious and he
wanted to see what was in the box and what could possibly smell so
bad.
He pulled back the other flap. The smell grew worse and now he
could see what was in the box. The wet, black thing was also small
and hairy. Its dead eyes were bulging and wild, its body rotted. In
some places some places the little body seemed bloated, other places
it looked shrunken. It was a cat. Someone had taken a little black
and white cat and stuffed it into this box.
Kyouichi's eyes filled with tears.
He's seen something like this before, hadn't he? No. No, or else he
would have remembered it. It was horrible to see that small corpse
right there stinking up his brook.
Then something came back to him. Last week was his best friend
Touga's birthday party. Touga's little sister Nanami didn't have
anything to give him. So her small heart decided to go out and find
something to give. When Nanami came back their parents were aghast
at her state. Her face was smudged and her neat party dress was
dirty. In her dirt crusted hands, she clutched a box. Out of the
box peeped one large eye, a tuft of whiskers, a dainty white paw.
Nanami had found Touga a cat.
Touga had loved his foundling birthday present. Kyouichi often
watched as he gently played with it while Nanami whined for his
attention. And then one day, the cat disappeared.
Could this corpse and Touga's cat be the same? Should Kyouichi tell
him what he found? No. Someone had taken the cat and put him in the
box, taping the flaps shut. Someone had put the box in the water.
Someone had wanted the cat to drown. Who could do such a mean
thing? Who would want to hurt is friend like that?
Kyouichi knew how hard Touga had taken the cat's disappearance.
Seeing it had burnt holes through his heart. He wouldn't tell
Touga. He didn't want to see his friend hurt, didn't want him to
know that somebody wanted him to hurt.
Kyouichi pushed the box back into the water. He backed away and ran
home.