A/N: Wow, did not update at all last week. I realized how awesome the paint program I downloaded was. I also lost my memory card.. it had EVERYTHING on it.
Dororo was outside the Hinata house with his back against the wall. Dororo did not really get to speak at all. Instead of closure, Kururu and Dororo had a fight. That was no way to leave or to end things. He dropped fully down onto the sidewalk and titled his head back against the wall. He saw a little moth being drawn to the light above him and fry up to Dororo's dismay. The little carcass hit the ground and landed right in front of him. "you deserve a proper burial,"he said to the bug.
Dororo scooped it up and carried it to the nearest hill. Underneath the moonlight, everything had a glow. Now, if the Pekoponians did not make the stars seem so dim with their lights it would be even more beautiful. He looked around and saw a newly bloomed flower and decided to bury it underneath the flower. Dororo knelt down on one knee and placed his unused hand into the soft ground. He lifted the dirt to his nose to smell earth's natural state and the smell relaxed him. Dororo deposited the dirt right next to hole until a mound of 3 inches was gathered. Dororo looked one last time at the bug until he placed it into the hole and covered it with dirt. He let out a breath of relief. Looking up from the freshly dug grave, he saw a the flower. The flower had ten white petals that curled outwards, yellow streaks following it all the way to the tip. The thought had a action behind it and Dororo swiftly took out his blade. He cut the base of the flower and released the bond it had to the ground. Dororo stood up and turned away from the grave and said to the deceased bug,"I will be back tomorrow to plant a new flower in this one's place."
Dororo thought back to a in-movie that he had seen recently with Koyuki. A sick, love struck teen was picking the petals off a flower switching with each tear of the flowers petals 'he loves me, he loves me not.' Dororo took the soft tip of the flower and said aloud," He loves me...secretly." Each time he pulled of a the flower's leaf he switched. Every flower petal fell to the ground with a descending stopped when he had reached the last petal; "he loves me not..." Dororo said to himself. Dororo's vision was becoming blurred and he wiped a tear away from his eye. "Maybe..if I don't pull the last petal.. it won't be true..." Dororo stopped when he heard a noise coming from behind him. He turned to see that was digging up a the corpse. "No, don't do that kitty,"
HISSSS!Ms. Furbottom clawed at Dororo before taking the bug into her mouth and starting to run away. "Come back kitty!" Dororo reached out to no one.
After watching Ms. Furbottom disappear, Dororo thought NOW was a good time to start chasing her. He began to run until he reached the first house and jumped onto the roof. Jumping from rooftop to rooftop gave him a advantage but still he was not fast enough. Dororo stopped when he reached the Hinata house. The cat was no where in near sight, heh, must have beaten her. Dororo saw how open the roof top was and figured that if he was going to stay a while it should not be somewhere so open. Dororo jumped into the pinetree and decided to wait until Ms. Furbottom came along.
Giroro opened the backdoor of the Hinata's house. A towel was swung over his shoulders on top of the belt. A slight rustle came from the pine tree that was looming over the house. Giroro looked at the tree and squinted his eyes a bit; he could of sworn he saw a shadow move. He took one step foward and still didn't see a thing. He continued to proceed until he heard a cat meow. "Oh, hello there ,"Giroro said to the cat.
Giroro went down on both knees to reach the cat's eye level. Stroking her head all the way down to her chin. The cat opened her mouth and dropped the slobbery bug into his hand. Giroro at first wondered what it was then felt that it was wet and had two eyes. "Ano, thanks..." he said with a mixed look on his face. Ms. Furbottom meowed once again and started back for the tent. He saw her enter the tent and after that he shook his hand back and forth rapidly to get that thing out of his hand. "Why am I disgusted? I did worse this night.." Giroro chuckled to himself.
The thing finally fell out of his hands and onto the ground.
Giroro followed Ms. Furbottom into the tent and fell asleep with his furry companion beside him.
Dororo leaped out of the tree and onto the ground. He grabbed the carcass with two fingers and examined what was left of it. Dororo looked in his other hand; the flower with one petal was still in it. Giroro looked to the tent and thought about how unaware Giroro was. He shook his head and looked back down at the flower.
'Giroro, I am leaving you the remnant of this flower and all my feeling behind with it.' Dororo had made a silent promise to himself. Dororo walked out the backway and into the street and jumped from each house to his previous location. Giroro awoke the next morning later than usual. He was not to much of a thought kind of guy but he did wonder: why there was a one-petaled flower on his cinderblock.
A/N: Dororo was so in tune with the Earth in this one! Ha, I know short but, I want to get back to drawing!