Hello and welcome to chapter two of Words and Watercolors! I'm very happy about the feedback I'm receiving. I realize that you guys are a little confused with the character, but I promise that all questions will be answered later on in the story.
Please enjoy Chapter Two!
~~~Chapter Two~~~
"Sure is getting dark, isn't it?" I hear Killua call from behind me. It has been a few hours since our first encounter and he is still following me.
Every now and then he makes snarky comments, which I ignore. I have already planned that when he sleeps, I will leave and find temporary shelter elsewhere.
The sun has already disappeared. I am adjusting myself in the tree I had chosen. Killua is at the base of it, sitting against the trunk.
The sky was beautiful, with colors of purple and orange and pink and blue. The clouds were fluffy and thin. Quite breathtaking. The views are simply amazing. I would have loved to paint it...
The tree shook, and my head shot down. I was taken by surprise. Killua was grinning at me, and I let out a heavy sigh. I pray that he will soon sleep.
I waited for an hour, watching the colors fade to dark indigo. His breathing was steady and calm, so I assumed he was sleeping. I quickly and quietly climbed down the tree, and looked at his face. His eyes were indeed closed. I turned around and started to tiptoe away when a hand grabbed my leg, causing me to fall.
"Where ya goin'?" a cheeky voice asks. Drat.
I turn my head and look at bright blue eyes. His eyebrows are furrowed. I look at his hand grasping my leg, his grip getting tighter as he expects an answer. I yank away.
I give him a confused look. I thought he was sleeping!
"I don't sleep. I don't need it, if that's what you're wondering," he says. That little smirk he has annoys me.
I brush off my dress. It has many dirt, grass and blood stains, and I cannot wait to get another once I complete this exam.
I want him to bug off, but he will not. It is highly annoying and slowing me down.
I point to myself, then point in the opposite direction. Hopefully he is smart enough to figure that out.
"You want to... Yeah, I'm not good at charades and stuff," he chuckles with his hand behind his head. I roll my eyes. Maybe he actually is stupid.
"B-But I'm not idiot! I can figure this out!" He turns away to think. I take this opportunity as a chance to leave.
"Where are you going now?" Killua calls as I walk away. I gesture to the scenery, to onwards. I looked back at him.
"Tch. You kinda suck, y'know? I wanted to be friends, but you're such a loner. Lame," he scoffs. I jump back a little. How rude!
I turn away and continue walking. What a terrible person! Luckily, he is not following me this time.
"Ah, wait a second."
What is it this time?
"What am I supposed to call you? Girl? You are a girl, right?" Killua inquires. My face burns as I blush, and I fight my reflex to slap him.
"You don't talk at all... You're quiet... Silent... Quiet..." He rubs his temples. "Ah, I got it! Shizuka!"
I feel a sharp pain in my head, and hear ringing in my ears. Memories of my childhood come flooding back, and I hear voices. Tons of voices. Someone is shaking me, and I believe it is Killua, but I cannot tell. The picture is distorted and I cannot see anything.
I wake up alone the next morning by the river.
I apologize that this chapter was short; I know I said I would make it longer, but I wanted to post it today. I rushed a little, but I'll be taking my time on chapter three. I need quality work, right? Thank you so much for reading, favoriting, following, and reviewing! It means a lot to me!