Pocket Notebook

Chapter 1

Fall is finally blowing through Kagoshima, on Kyushu the southern Main Island of Japan. Which means winter was blowing hard up north, and fall translates into seventyfive-degree weather. The Sakurajima volcano over shadows Kagoshima. Here it's warm enough to grow palm trees and sugar cane. Four girls walk down the sidewalk, still in their red sailor suite uniforms with knee high skirts.

"Hey! I can make an idiot say how!" a girl with white blonde hair, resting on her shoulders, Sai, shouted to her three friends. The girl with red curly haircut at her chin, Yuki, beside Sai answered.

"How?" realizing she had been tricked, "Hey!" the red head began to chase her blonde friend

"You where the only one who asked!" Sai shouted, running forward and sticking out her tongue, over her shoulder.

A red burette, with wavy hair laying on her middle back and bangs almost covering her eyes, Kokoro, clung for dear guidance off a girl with short black hair, and a sport bag hanging off her shoulder, looked up from her black pocket notebook. "Sai, Yuki, your both going to run into some---"

To late, Sai, shortly followed by Yuki collided with a mother holding a five-year-olds hand. The young mother would have been knocked off her feet. Good thing some small child with messy orange hair, wearing a red sports jockey, dashed forward and pushed the woman from behind keeping her upright.

The girl with black hair, Fuyu, muttered, "Sai's different today…" and raced off to her both her friends side, leaving Kokoro standing still in the middle of the sidewalk reading her pocket notebook with an orange sport bag beside her.

Sai, half heartily helped the young mother regain the ability to stand on her own, "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to run into you."

The woman giggled, "Ah, no harm done, nothing to worry about!"

Yuki scrambled over, "Oh my gosh! I'm so, so, so-o-o-o-o sorry. I'm really sorry. It was my fault, I was chasing her."

"No damage done, I'm fine really, really. Now thank you young man." The woman leaned over to the boy that had caught her. "Do you need something?" she asked after looking at the child's expression.

"Can anyone here read this?" he asked holding a blue-green book up.

Sai harshly grabbed the book and flipped it open. She flipped through the pages with Yuki, the woman, the little five-year-old, and the black haired girl starring at it. Sai slammed the book shut and held it in the air, "Yo! Magic translator, Kokoro! Get your butt over here and read this thing!" talking to the strange boy she muttered, "Kokoro wants to be a big shot translator when she graduates she knows at lest ten written languages, don't know is she can speak them though."

Kokoro closed her pocket notebook, apparently she had forgotten the world around her, and walked forward.

At first she was bored and opened the book, the more pages she flipped the more excited she got and immersed in the book she came. Her eyes widened for a moment when she paused on a page and then she covered her eyes in her bangs by bowing her head and blushed slightly, she stammered, "I-I I can't read any of this! This is amazing, um… boy what country is this from?"

The boy looked dumb struck for a moment, "Mine," the short answer didn't work.

The girl blushing deeply now asked, "and you're from what country?"

"Mine."

Sai burst out laughing, "Kid, you better answer her question before she dies of speaking to a stranger!"

The boy looked startled; "People can die from speaking to strangers?"

Still laughing Sai told him, "Kokoro is so shy, she was blushing just to walk over here!"

Kokoro, was nearly crying, her blush looked glow in the dark bright. Gripping the book she stomped off.

Sai shouted after Kokoro, "Kokoro! Ah, don't leave yet! Kokoro you still have his book!"

Kokoro stopped and hesitated. She held the book close to her chest and then she gently placed the book on the ground and proceeded to run full out down the street.

Sai looked down and muttered to the strange boy, he caught every word, "You'll get yours." Looking up she shouted to her two friend's that were still standing with the young mother and her son, "Hey! I just remembered a task I have to run, Yuki, Fuyu, you go to the movie with out me, okay?"

The remaining girls mumbled an okay and off they went.

The strange boy picked up his book and starred at the direct the shy girl had run. Opening his book he saw a black pocket notebook. The girl had left it in there; he felt he should return it.

Waking through the street, sniffing the air he fond a cute two-story house. It had a small front yard and a doghouse. Kokoro was sitting on the lawn petting a long white hair dog, eagerly licking her hand.

"Thank you," she said hardly even looking up, " I was kind of hoping you'd try to find me to give that notebook back. It's important to me. What's you name?"

"I'm me." the boy stated handing Kokoro her purple pocket notebook.

"that's no help. Anyway your book's really strange, but there I one word I understood." She flipped open the book, and found the page she had left her notebook in, she turned her body to face the boy as she kneeled in the grass, "Here, the part in blue-green, not the dark blue, I got this strange word, 'Yah-,'"

"Famak!"

before the whole word could leave her lips thousands of strings descended upon her from her back. Several pierced her hands holding the book. Some hit her shoulders and more still her legs and the rest of her arms. Strings were straight, from the roof and well into the ground. If Kokoro were to try and move her hand she would rip her hands apart.

Kokoro gritted her teeth this really hurt. The childs book she had been holding fell to the ground and the dog Kokoro had been petting was on his feet, ready to attack.

"Sorry Kokoro, but I gotta get this book outta my way, to bad, so sad, it was you. I still have ta do what I have ta do." It was Sai's voice came from Kokoro's rooftop.

Kokoro turned he neck as far as she could to see directly behind her. All she could tell was a short person held their arms out and the thin black strings came from his hands.

"If you give us the book now, the scares from these strings will be barely visible, but these can get thicker and much more painful" the small person said in a high scratchy voice, even though it was high and scratchy it had a boyish sound to it.

Sai look directly at Kokoro and the boy, "Hurry up and give the kid the order to give us that book, Kokoro, after all this has got to hurt."

The boy had picked up his book; "I'm not giving it up this soon!"

"Fine," Sai glared at Kokoro; "we gave you a warning Kokoro"

A/N:

Okay! I was told this was confusing so I figured I would edit it to see if I could make it better. If it's still confusing let me know, I'll be happy to fix it up even more.

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