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Theme #29 Buried Treasure

Author: Wyltk

"NO! NO, NO, NO, NO!" I heard the distraught voice of Usagi echo from underneath one of the tables in the arcade. I noticed her voice was slurred by tears as she desperately searched every crevice of the booth she had been sitting in earlier.

A couple of other boys, who had, had their eye on Usagi, despite my most evil death stare, were helpfully searching around the arcade games.

"What's going on here?"

I heard the crack of head meeting formica and then a purely Usagi yelp. I waited patiently for the scream of outrage but nothing came, only the helpless voice of the girl.

"It's gone!"

"Yes, that's helpful Odango. Mind telling me what is gone?"

Real smooth there. Like a steak knife that is.

"My broach! The round pink one I wear everyday? I lost it! I've got to find it. It's a matter of life and death!" The anguish in her voice was tangible. I watched her crawl out from the table, big tears falling down her face.

"You mean the one tangled in your hair?"

I nearly laughed as her entire face went blank for a moment, then she tugged first one pony tail, then the other forward. She finally located the small object and ripped it impatiently from her hair, I noticed the broach now had several long strands of blonde hair traveling from it.

She seemed almost in a panic as she bowed, called a thank you and rushed out of the arcade as if her hair was on fire. That actually made for a pretty comic image. Not more comic then the boys that had been 'helping' casting dirty looks at each other as they went back to the arcade games. I cheered silently that the small blonde hadn't hugged any of them in thanks as they were hoping.

"That girl, I didn't even notice it in her hair." I said laughing as I shook my head.

"I," something ripped through my friend and I saw him shiver silently, "I have to go! Goodbye!"

And then he was gone to. Odd he seemed to run after Usagi a lot. Wait… No way! Why didn't they tell me!

"MAMORU! I SWEAR IF YOU HURT USAGI I'LL KILL YOU!" I brandished my spatula at the retreating man oblivious to the costumers' looks. Mamoru could have told me they were going out, or at least Usagi could have told me. I'm going to have, to have a talk with both of them when they get back. To think, my best friend and my 'adopted' sister. Never would have guessed.

Wyltk

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