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KnB IS NOT MINE...
"Sis, can I ask you one question?" a girl no older than three asked. She had a pale white skin, reddish-brown hair with big, blue sky eyes and wearing a white dress that usually worn in a hospital.
She was sitting on a white bed and beside her, a girl with straight ebony hair was combing and braiding her hair. She had a different eye colour, a pair of garnet eyes that can intimidate people by just glaring and her almost mature face although she was only thirteen. She smiled fondly as the little girl turned her head back to look at her.
"What question? If you are going to ask question about why there's a lot of floating and transparent people outside I'm not gonna answer it...I've told you they are the 'former' patient here and I don't even want to know the history about them. Just watching them gives me goosebumps and don't even let me start where goose bumps gets its name..." the older girl explained and continued to braid the little girl hair.
She pouted cutely and turned her head in front while crossing her arms together.
"Mou, I'm not asking you that. I've had enough with that thing, remember last week incident where dad had been supposedly molested by an unseen person, yap, which was their work, to be specific, an old woman..."
The older girl wrinkled her nose in digust, "Eww, I need to cleanse dad after this, he just had to be molested by an old woman, AND A GHOST AT THAT!"
"Spirit sister, spirit. It's rude if we called them ghost, something about rank and stuff..."
"...I don't even care, if they even step into this room I'm goona send them back to the lowest part of the earth..." the older girl commented sternly.
"Yes, yes, now back to my question. I want to ask you about why different people had different colour on them. There once I see a woman being surrounded by pink and yellow colour and the colour was sparkling...It was beautiful..." the red-head girl explained with admiration can be heard in her voice.
The older girl smiled and patted her head.
"You know, sometimes I even doubted that you are only three...Your pronunciation is even superior to mom and dad, in which they always 'baby talk' you everyday...I don't even want to know how they talk to me when I was three... "she circled her long arms around the younger girl waist and hugged her closer.
"So, you can see that too?Those are what we call aura, people had different aura that shows the inside of their heart and soul, or so what I have been told. Let say, that colour is the colour of life..." she added and placed her chin on top of the little girl.
"The colour of life? And you can see that colour too sis?"
"Yes, of course I can. If I can't I wouldn't be able to answer your question about gh-, I mean spirit and the colour that you see...Hmm, the woman you saw the other day had pink, yellow and sparkly, right?" the girl nodded her head.
"She must have known that she was pregnant and become really joyful and happy. She loved her child deeply and it's normal for a pregnant mother...You know, each colour represent different meaning, it's like seeing their mood or personalities that time..." she explained.
"Hmm, so you must be really happy right now, right? I see your hand in bright yellow, eumm, there's a bit of pink and purple...Oh, there's also black?" the girl asked curiously and the older girl froze for a moment and chuckled nervously.
"Emm, that's right, yellow, pink and purple gives the meaning of joy, love and spiritual consciousness, while black...It means I'm hungry..." the older girl hesitated in explaining the last colour.
"Ah, you didn't eat yet sister?" the older girl patted the little girl nose and frowned.
"Call me Nee-chan, not sister and yeah, dad blows up the kitchen again with mom. I have grounded them from entering the kitchen..." she stands up from the bed and raked her straight black hair with her long fingers.
She sighed tiredly, "Well then, be a good girl and don't go anywhere, alright, my imoutou..." she smiled fondly and rubbed the girl head gently.
"Yeah, you too, don't get into a gang fight again. I'm watching you..." the little girl narrowed her eyes and brought her index and middle finger towards her eyes and jabbed it back at the older girl direction.
She chuckled and nodded her head, "Alright, alright Imouto..."
She closed the door and immediately leaned her back against the door. She dipped her head low to her chest and gritted her teeth.
"I'm sorry..."
'Black represent guilt, depression, fear, resentment...and despair'
...
Fourteen day:
Hey again, today in my journal I will write the events that happened yesterday. As much as I hate writing it, I have to, if not then that red-headed psiko(Madam Red) was going to lecture me again or even worst...
...she visits me...*le gasp, horror movie bgm*
Anyway, I had a strange dream last night. I don't even know why I dreamt that in the first place, especially about my lil sis. I haven't dreamt about her for so long...
I must be tired yesterday, heh, and the fact that she can see supernatural things was a gift that she had when she was little. Its' not surprising since I can see those supernatural thing since I was little but after I was getting older, I can only see some of them in a blurred image.
Only my family member and my therapist knew about it, Momo-chan and my other friends never knew about it.
My sister, unfortunately, can see both supernatural thing and the colours that most humans emitted. She was a sensitive little one, can see everything clearly. Although she was only three, she had her own mature ways and gesture that differentiate her from a normal child. She was a special one.
Both of us are special to each other...and I'm going to cry again if I continued writing about her. Well then, let us continue about yesterday event.
Yeah, it all happened yesterday when I tried to, note the word 'tried' to getting out from the class because some of my classmate started to bombard me with a lot of question. They didn't ask me question on the first day of school and they decided to ask me on the second day of school?!
What kind of system they have here!?
Anyway, I managed to answer their entire question not until Tako-chan (Takao nickname since we are even closer than ever although Midorima san was looking at us weirdly), he grabbed me by my arm we quickly ran away from them.
After a few moment of breath catching and filling our lungs up with oxygen, I noticed that I was in a sport gym, filled with people who bear male gender in their birth certificate (Summarized, they are male).
And that's where the awkward moment happened...
YES, there will be a lot of awkward moment and I don't care!
"Umm, Tako-chan, I don't think we should come here..." I told him while nervously glanced to my surrounding.
"Don't worry about it, they are my team. I've told you before I'm a regular in basketball club and I wanted to introduce you to my team. If I were to ask Shin-chan, he will not have the guts to do it and so, here we are..." I sweat dropped at his statement earlier.
"But, you don't have to introduce me to your team; I'm just an outsider..." I chuckled nervously and noticed a tall, big and muscular guy with spiky hair was heading towards us. He was wearing an orange coloured jersey.
'My god, those...Calm down Althea Katarina, he was just going to ask something and you noticed his colour. It means he was in a calm state and friendly...'
I take a deep breath before curling my lips into a smile. My hand was clenching my skirt tightly as tried to calm myself, hey, I'm trying to communicate with other people here.
"Takao, you are late and they have started practise. Where have you been?"
"Ah, sorry captain, I'm just helping my new friend here. She's the new transfer student from America and apparently she is a bit lost around here..." hmm, what lost?
I looked at Tako-chan weirdly and turned to meet the taller captain eyes. I rubbed my head nervously and bow my head down.
"Nice to meet you, captain, err, I mean senpai..." Tako-chan suddenly slapped my shoulder and laughed.
"Ahaha, don't be too nervous. He is not going to eat you Kathy-chan"
...heh, right...
Tako-chan quickly ran towards the changing room while I was standing awkwardly with his captain.
"Anou, I forget to introduce my name. My name is Adreane Althea Katarina" he raised his eyebrow weirdly; "You can call me Kathy. Well, my name is a bit complicated..."
He smiled suddenly and held her hand towards me, "Ah, my name is Otsubo Taisuke, I'm the captain..." I held his hand firmly and shake his hand once.
'Wow, such a big hand'
I noticed him watching me intently and I smiled nervously.
"Is it hard to be a captain, Otsubo-san?" I asked suddenly, "Ah, sorry for asking it suddenly..."
"No, its okay. Well, it was hard especially with the first year. But then again, since we are a team, everything is quite easy..." he smiled.
"You are a great captain. I can see that..." I said and startled suddenly hearing a loud and angry voice.
"Oi, hurry up first year!DON'T RUN LIKE A SNAIL!" I noticed another tall guy (It was a basketball club, what do you expect?) with blonde hair was yelling towards a group of people that I can guess must be the first year.
Since when snail does the running?
"Ah, excuse me Kathy-san I have to-"
"It's okay Otsubo-san, I'm sorry for taking your time" I bow my head and he did the same before lightly jogged towards the group.
Well, I guessed I can just watch them practise...or not...
"You girl, what are you doing here?" a voice called out and I turned my back only to noticed three male student that was shorter than me ( ahaha) and their eyes just widen for a moment before one of them stuttered something.
"Um, you shouldn't stand here...Um...they are having practice..." male student 1 said.
"Oh, really..." I quirked my eyebrow and heard Tako-chan voice behind me.
"HEADS UP KATHY-CHAN!"
Heads up?
I turned my head back and noticed a ball was flying towards me. My hand quickly catches the ball before it hit the face of the male student 1 and he trembled slightly before taking a few step back.
I sighed tiredly while holding the ball with my hands.
I narrowed my eyes and three of them flinched before moving backwards slowly, "You guys, you aren't from this school right?" I noticed Tako-chan was heading towards me.
"Ahaha, sorry Kathy-chan and...Who are they?" and three of them sprinted out, running for their life.
"Spy..." I said and Tako-chan was blinking his eyes with disbelieve.
"WHAT!SPY?!"
"Shh, you are too loud Tako-chan, geeze..."
"What spy?" both of us turned our back and noticed a group of people behind me along with my neighbour.
"Captain, she said that the three students earlier was a spy, wait, how did you know they are a spy?" Tako-chan asked and I sighed, earning myself a weird look from them
"People lies, it shows clearly in their eyes...and their colour..." I explained seriously. I noticed their expression changed.
"Well, if they are a spy, obviously they are trying to find a weakness in your team. If you guys know your own weakness, I don't think it's a big problem. Since weakness is one of things that you can encounter and not making it a reason why you fail..." I said and shrugged my shoulder lazily.
"Well then, I'm going now Tako-chan..." I turned my back and walked towards the entrance. I halted my step as I remember something and I swiftly throw the ball towards captain and he caught it with a surprise in his face.
"Nice reflex there..." I said with thumbs up.
I pointed my finger towards the blond haired person, "Oh, snail doesn't have any legs, they can't run..." I said and Tako-chan burst out in laughter.
"What?It's a fact right?" and Tako-chan started to roll on the floor while holding his stomach.
...
Well, that's pretty much summed up what did happen that time. I asked Tako-chan about the blond haired dude and he said he was one of the regulars, Miyaji Kiyoshi, a third year and the scariest upperclassman. Ops, I think I did something wrong by saying that, not that I scared of him or something.
Now, if I can just write my journal peacefully right now, I can extend the length of words written inside this journal and thus bring satisfaction to my therapist, but since I'm kinda in a pinch right now...
...I don't even know how I managed to write right now and I think I should stop writing...
"Anou...Could you stop staring...Please?" I was holding my journal in my left hand while my pen was in right hand. Underneath my feet was some dude that I stomp for a few times.
"That was..." a guy with glasses and spiky dark-hair said.
"Amazing..." another guy said simultaneously with his partner beside him. He had a red hair while his partner had a teal hair (Is that a normal colour in Japan?)
Let me explain what happen.
I was sitting on a bench in a park and try to enjoy the scenery here while writing my journal (today was Sunday)and suddenly someone screamed out help. I noticed at the corner of my eyes, a guy with black hood was running towards me and holding a bag.
I stick out my long legs without looking and the guy tripped down. He stands up quickly and brought out his knife. I quickly stand up and walked towards him while still writing my journal and he lunged towards me.
I just stepped aside and use my right leg to knock the knife out from his hand and I brought my left leg to his face in a quick movement. He stumbled backward and growled loudly. He ran towards me with his fist and I take a step back before shoving my right leg, hard to his face and pushed him back. He fell on the ground, face first and I walked towards his fallen body and stomped his back.
That's how it ended up like this...
"Here, give this bag to its owner..." I said and throw a brown bag to the red head. I was still holding my journal and I stomped this thug hard and earning a few grunt and painful scream from him.
"We should call the police..." the teal head said but I shake my head in disapproval.
"No, don't...Hey you, you stole this because you wanted to buy something for someone right? Is one of your families sick?" the hooded guy turned his head and look at me with his watery eyes.
"H-hai...I'm sorry, my daughter had a fever and I don't have any money to buy her medicine...I'm sorry, I don't even..." he broke down, crying on the ground while his face smeared with his tear and brown soil.
I sighed loudly. But the red head was looking rather sceptical.
"He must be lying, we should send him to the police..." he said.
I quirked my eyebrow to him, "Dude, it's obvious it's his first time thieving. He doesn't even know how to hold the knife properly and seriously, you guys don't even notice the type of shoes he's wearing right now?" their eyes landed on this crying guy shoes. It was the usual shoes worn by an office worker and their eyes widen in disbelieve.
"You should be ashamed of yourself mister. Using all of your money in the first place for gambling and now you don't even have money to buy medicine for your own daughter..." I pulled him from the ground and let him sit on the bench. He was looking down on his feet and wiped his face with his dirty hand.
"How did you know?" he asked warily.
"Don't ask too much question or I'll send you to the police, understood?" he nodded his head.
I shoved my left hand into my pocket and take out some crumpled money out from my pocket and shoved it inside his hand.
"This should be enough for your daughter medicine..." he opened his palm out and his eyes widen in surprise.
"This..this...but..."
"This is not for you; it's for your daughter..." I said sternly and he stands up before performing a 90 degree bow.
"Now, go away..." I shooed him away and he smiled at me, bowing for the last time.
"Are you sure it's okay to let him away?" the teal head asked and I jumped. This guy, since when he was here?
"Geeze, are you always this unnoticeable?! I almost had a heart attack..."
His two other friends snickered and the red head murmured, "He is always been like that"
I sighed, "No, he will change after this..." I closed my journal and shoved it inside my hand bag.
"How could you be sure about it?" the red head said and I shrugged my shoulder.
"I'm always sure...besides; he is not a bad person..." I turned my back and watch the disappearing back of the guy earlier.
'It's the colour of changing, well, the colour of life never lies...'
"His colour is changing...He will change somehow..."
"His colour?" I chuckled and patted this teal guy head. He was cute.
"Well then, I better go before my parent decided to do something destructive back at home..."
The three of them looked at me weirdly and the glasses guy noticed something,
"Ah, you are tall..." he said awkwardly.
I sweat dropped at his comment, "Ah, it's genetic, although I'm only sixteen..."
"SIXTEEN?ARE YOU FOR REAL?" The red head and the glasses guy asked loudly.
"Are you working as a model?" the teal head asked with his deadpanned face.
'He was the third person who asked this question, *sigh*'
"No" I answered straightforwardly.
"...and no, I'm not a basketball player" I added and they looked a bit dejected somehow.
They are really interesting somehow, such cute guys.
I chuckled, "Ne, what's your name?"
"Ah, my name is Kuroko Tetsuya, this stupid red-head-"
"HEY!"
"Kagami Taiga and the glasses one is Hyuuga Junpei, our senpai..." Kuroko explained (had enough writing people hair colour for once)
"You can call me Kathy and so, you are a high school student? Which school did you attend?"
"Seirin high...desu" Kagami replied, his face was red like his hair.
"Ah, that school is fairly new, right? Haa, I had decided to attend there but my mom shoved me to Shutoku high instead...Urgh, seriously, the entrance exam is like answering the final year exam..." I explained with frown.
"Kathy-san attends Shutoku high?Then, did you know a first year student named Midorima Shintaro?" Kuroko asked. I tilted my head and nodded.
"He is my neighbour..."
"EHHH!"
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