**** Classes ****
[Disclaimer/note: I do not own any of the HxH characters. Strange OOCness came be expected in the story ^^'']
** student 1 : Leorio ~ cooking class **
There once was a community centre, and just like any other community centre, they had lots of activities. From art classes to the gaming room, most of the activity rooms were filled with people of all ages. Once a week, they'd get together in the same place at the same time with the same people, but no one expected to meet a new student that day.
"Why are you dragging me into this?!" Complained a tall, young male. He did not look young, but yes, he was only in his late teens. And with that black suite and sunglasses, no one would have doubted him if he said he was from the Mafia. His short, spiky hair matched pretty well with his dark eyes as well as his almost invisible facial hair.
The four boys managed to keep him from running away until they reached the third floor, and one of his companions ---- a boy with silvery hair ---- smiled at him evilly as they walked into a room in that community centre. They all stopped. No one wanted to make the first move, which was knocking on the door. "Well, here we are," said a blond boy, turning to his tall companion. "Aren't you going inside, Leorio?"
"Of course I'm not," replied Leorio with a groan. His face showed his determination of I-am-NOT-going-in-there. His friends' "come on" and "just do it" didn't help much, it seemed. He just stood there with his arms crossed, looking up at the ceiline. "Why am I here anyway?!"
On the door of the room was a huge sign in red. 'The Cooking Class', it said. No wonder Leorio didn't want to go inside. The light pink walls of the room looked girly ---- especially when they looked through the small window on the door and found that all the people inside were female. They all had rosy red or girly pink aprons on, and they all looked like housewives-in-training, from Leorio's point of view.
"Well," said a boy with black hair. "You do have to learn how to cook, don't you?" He gave Leorio a big, bright smile as he pushed him to the door. And with a loud BANG!, Leorio crushed onto the door, causing the whole cooking class to turn their attention to the door. Through the little window, they all saw Leorio's face crushed on the window ---- making his cheek go flat on the glass. "Oops," added the boy, sticking out his tongue with a nervous giggle.
Before they knew it, the teacher of the cooking class had opened the door and let them in. "Are you all new students of this class?" she gave them a friendly smile as she led them in. "I'm expecting one new student today. Are any of you that new student....?" Before her voice fell, Leorio's three companions pointed their fingers at his surprised face and said "It's him!"
"Oh, please come in and join us, mister....?" The teacher dragged the hesitating guy to an empty counter.
"Gon," replied Leorio. "My name's Gon." Leorio did not want the class to know Leorio-the-great was in a cooking class, but to that, the boy with black hair jumped up and yelled. "Hey! That's my na----" But Leorio covered his mouth before he could finish. The silver-head and blond sweatdropped.
"Well, Mr Gon," said the teacher. "My name is Natsuko Sugimoto and I'm the teacher in charge of the cooking class here. And this girl beside you," Mrs Sugimoto held her hand at a young lady who was sitting beside Leorio. "Is my daughter Haruka." Haruka had long, straight brown hair and a pair of sparkling blue eyes. She turned to Leorio and gave him a little friendly but shy smile.
Leorio's face brightened suddenly as he blushed and held Haruka's hands. "Nice to meet you, Haruka-san! My name is Leorio and I'm new here!!" The girl blinked and started at him. "I thought your name was Gon," she asked doubtingly.
The silver-head started chuckling as he saw the look on Leorio's face ---- panic. The blond tried to stop him from laughing out loud, but he started laughing, too, as Leorio replied. "Ooooh, that's.... my last name!" Leorio thought of an excuse quickly. The name, it didn't sound right, definitely, but somehow, the girl and her mother believed him. So since then, he was known as Leorio Gon in the cooking class.
"Killua, Gon," said the blond. "We should get going now. Leorio's going to be fine." But Killua insisted that they stay and watch, because he had a feeling Leorio was going to do something stupid. Gon was excited, too, that he'd see what was going to happen next.
"Since it's your first time here, why don't you tell us your past experiences in cooking," suggested Mrs Sugimoto. "And why you decided to join us?" Leorio froze, but he couldn't turn her down because of that really friendly smile on the teacher's face. He started thinking.
Leorio had almost no experience in cooking, and the reason he joined the class was because Kurapica was pissed because he had to do most of the cooking, and Gon, Killua and Kurapica forced him to come to the cooking class. But in order to impress Haruka, he couldn't just say "My friends forced me to come". He had to come up with something ---- make up something ---- and fast!
"Well.... um.... I...." Leorio was choking on his words. No doubt he didn't have the imagination to think up something fast. The whole class' attention was focused on him. He heard the big clock on the wall tick. Tick, tock, tick, tock.... Second by second, time was passing in silence. "I-I've been cooking for...." Leorio looked at Kurapica, whose birthday was on the fourth of April. "Four years! And I came here because.... " He then turned to Gon. "I want to be a great cook so that I could find my estranged father! He's a famous cook!"
No one said a word for few moments. Leorio's friends sweatdropped. 'Whoever said he didn't have imagination?' Killua whispered to Gon. 'With that imagination, he'd become a great author in no time, that is, if he knows how to write.'
"Um.... that's very nice, Mr Gon," said Mrs Sugimoto. "Let's start on today's lesson, shall we?" She instructed her students to start working according to their recipe.
Leorio didn't get one of the recipe books, but he didn't bother asking the teacher for it. Creeping closer to Haruka, he looked over her shoulder. "Haruka-san, would you mind if I share the book with you?" He had on a big, perverty smile on his face.
"Sure, Mr Gon," was Haruka's reply.
"T-thanks!"
The menu of the day was spaghetti. Leorio saw that all the ingredients ---- and some extras ---- were on the counter already, so he started reading the recipe. Step one was to boil some water.
Looking over at Haruka, Leorio saw that he needed a pot. Imagining what spaghetti ---- served in a restaurant ---- looked like, he threw into the pot some tomatoes, onions, pasta and some ready-to-serve tomato sauce. He didn't remember ever seeing any water in his spaghetti when he was in a restaurant, so he dumped in some oil, put the metal cover on and put the pot over on the stove.
If you cook often, then this must be common sense to you ---- that you shouldn't ever 'cook' like that.... And even worse, Leorio put the oven to 'max', the hottest temperature possible and left it. He went to talk to Haruka.
"Haruka-san," Leorio approached her with a big smile. "Do you need any help ----" Before Leorio could finish, Haruka turned to him, her eyes glaring at the guy. For it was definitely somewhat close to Killua's death glare, Leorio shrugged and backed off.
Mrs Sugimoto came over. "Haruka! You know you're not supposed to be mean like that to your classmate!" She then turned to Leorio. "I'm sorry, Mr Gon, but my daughter can be really weird when it comes to cooking. I hope she didn't scare you...."
"Not at all!" was Leorio's reply. "She's a very nice lady!" Yeah, right, he added silently. I knew she was too good to be true.... no wonder no one sat beside her....
"Oh, I'm glad you like her," smiled the teacher. "I think you two will get along just fine for the rest of the year!" The....REST of the YEAR....?! Leorio froze.
At the back of the classroom, the tall guy's three companions were chatting - whispering, to be exact.
'Gon,' whispered Killua, leaning forward to talk to Gon. 'How long do you think Leorio's going to stay in this class?'
Gon put his finger on his chin and thought about it. 'Not longer than three classes,' he whispered back.
'Well, with that girl beside him, I don't think he'd even last one whole class,' said Killua with a light giggle. Then he turned to Kurapica. 'What do you think?'
'I don't think he'll even last for this class ----' Before Kurapica even finished his sentence, Leorio stood up on his feet and dashed out of the classroom madly. "See?"
Gon and Killua sweatdropped. They ran out of the classroom to chase after Leorio, leaving Kurapica behind. Kurapica felt that there needed some explaining, but he couldn't speak up.
Mrs Sugimoto walked up to him. "Um.... What happened to your friend Mr Gon?" she asked gently. Her face showed concern and worry.
"Um....," Kurapica sweatdropped. What was he going to say?! He couldn't possibly tell her that her daughter was the reason Leorio ran away, could he? "Well...."
To Kurapica's surprise, Mrs Sugimoto turned her attention to the counter beside Haruka's. "That's funny," she said to herself. "I smell something burning...." After putting on oven mitts quickly, she opened the metal cover of the pot Leorio had been using. A huge puff of smoke burst out of the pot as it was set free. "Ahh! What is this?!" And inside the pot? All she found were some black materials which looked like the ingredients of that day's menu.
She dumped the whole pot into the sink, then she turned to Kurapica as she took off her oven mitts. "Would you be so kind to tell Mr Gon that he seriously needs some help with cooking, please?" Her smile didn't show any anger at all. Kurapica sighed in relief as he thought for sure that Leorio wasn't going to get kicked out of the class.
"S-sure," replied Kurapica. "Um.... I think Leorio went outside for some fresh air.... I'll go look for him...." He said politely, but in his head, he was very uncomfortable. The teacher was always smiling, but the smile was almost too scary.
"Oh, no," said Mrs Sugimoto. "Your two other friends has gone to do that, I suppose, so why don't you take Mr Gon's place and start working on the spaghetti?"
"Er.... no thanks," Kurapica said quickly. "I'd rather not.... I'd better go now...."
The teacher looked disappointed. "Okay, suit yourself!" She then turned to go away, and Kurapica walked to the door.
Kurapica sighed as he rushed out of the building. From the parking lot, he heard yellings and screamings. He'd recornized the voices ---- they belonged to his friends ---- so he decided to go see what was going on.
In the parking lot, Leorio was found in an attempt to get out of the property of the community centre, but to his right with a firm grip on the arm was Killua, and to his left was Gon holding onto Leorio's leg. Kurapica laughed nervously and sweatdropped as Killua yelled for Kurapica to go help them stop Leorio.
"Let me go!" Leorio tried to shake Killua and Gon off of him, but it wasn't working because Gon and Killua were really strong.
"Not--- until ---- you ---- learn ---- how to ---- cook!" said Gon uneasily, since he was using all his energy on holding onto Leorio.
Leorio managed to move another step away from the building. "I ---- already ---- know how to cook, you idiots!" To that, Gon and Killua let go of him instantly, asking "You do?!"
"Of course I do," Leorio fixed the necktie that he'd always been wearing. "Didn't you see how fast I prepared that spaghetti in class?"
Gon and Killua didn't really see Leorio prepare the spaghetti, since they were busy betting on what idiotic thing Leorio was going to do next, so they turned to Kurapica, who'd been paying attention to the class the whole time.
"Well....," Kurapica sweatdropped. "You were 'fast'.... but...." Would I really call that cooking?! Kurapica added silently.
"Oh. He knows what he's doing then?" Gon assumed. "I guess he didn't have to come to this class after all!"
"Okay, let's go home then!" suggested Killua.
Leorio was relieved. He sighed and was on the way home with Gon and Killua. The blond, however, missed his timing of telling his friends that not only was Leorio not a good cook, he didn't know how to cook at all!
****
"Come on, Leorio! I'm hungry!" complained Gon.
It was far past dinner time, but Leorio still hadn't shown up with the main course yet. Leorio had been in the kitchen for two hours, and occasionally, they'd heard sounds that didn't sound like cooking at all.
"Hurry up in there, Leo ---- "
"OOOOUCH!!!!!"
Killua's complain was interrupted by a sharp scream. Leorio's three friends ran as fast as possible to the kitchen. The door opened up, and they found Leorio on the floor, along with a sponge.
"I'm okay....," smiled Leorio weakly as he saw his friends looking at him with their eyes round as ping-pong balls.
"What happened?!" asked Gon. Gon, Killua and Kurapica helped Leorio onto a chair as Leorio explained to them what had happened.
"You see, I was going to wash the dishes with that sponge," explained Leorio. "Ouch.... then suddenly, I saw that pot overflowing. That's when I turned to stop the pot from blowing, but then I dropped the sponge and slipped on it." The other three stared at him as if they were looking at a fool. "Hey," added Leorio. "I was only trying to save the main course!"
Without even bothering to comfort Leorio, the three went out of the kitchen without turning back. They were back in their seats on the dining table, and there, they waited for Leorio's main course.
"Ookay!" Leorio came out of the kitchen after few minutes. "Sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long, but here it is ---- the main course!" He held up a plate with a metal cover.
"This'd better be good, Leorio," stared Killua.
"Yeah, Leorio," added Kurapica. "This had better be worth all the waiting."
"No problem," said Leorio confidently. "I made the mistake at the Hunter Exam, but this time, I'm sure it's good. Behold! Leorio Special Two!" Quickly, he took off the cover, and revealed what was under the cover ---- it was a plate with some black substance that looked as if it'd been burnt.
The whole room became silent. Leorio held the plate still, and his three friends froze on the spot. No one said anything. No one knew what to say.
Leorio was the first one to break the silence. "Well? Let's start eating, shall we?" He put down the plate in front of Gon, and with "Wait right here. There's more in the kitchen", he'd gone to get Killua's, Kurapica's and his own portion of what Leorio called spaghetti ---- that looked like anything but spaghetti.
"Here they are~.... huh?!" When the tall guy came back to the room, he realized that his friends were nowhere in their seats. Then he heard Killua using the phone: "Hello, Mrs Sugimoto? Sorry about what happened today, but Leorio will be returning to the class tomorrow. You've got to teach him how to cook, say, the very basic things. Uh-huh, yes, thank you! Leorio will see you there tomorrow for sure! Bye!"
"Leorio," smiled Kurapica as Killua hung up. "Mrs Sugimoto says she'll be expecting you at the cooking class tomorrow!"
Killua smirked as he added "But you HAVE TO bring in a new pot."
The tall guy dropped his apron as he walked slowly and weakly to Killua and the others. "NOOoooooo!!!!"
** tsuzuku....? **
[Just wondering what class the Hunters might join and why.... XD Any comments/suggestions will be gratefully appreciated, but please, don't flame me....]
[Disclaimer/note: I do not own any of the HxH characters. Strange OOCness came be expected in the story ^^'']
** student 1 : Leorio ~ cooking class **
There once was a community centre, and just like any other community centre, they had lots of activities. From art classes to the gaming room, most of the activity rooms were filled with people of all ages. Once a week, they'd get together in the same place at the same time with the same people, but no one expected to meet a new student that day.
"Why are you dragging me into this?!" Complained a tall, young male. He did not look young, but yes, he was only in his late teens. And with that black suite and sunglasses, no one would have doubted him if he said he was from the Mafia. His short, spiky hair matched pretty well with his dark eyes as well as his almost invisible facial hair.
The four boys managed to keep him from running away until they reached the third floor, and one of his companions ---- a boy with silvery hair ---- smiled at him evilly as they walked into a room in that community centre. They all stopped. No one wanted to make the first move, which was knocking on the door. "Well, here we are," said a blond boy, turning to his tall companion. "Aren't you going inside, Leorio?"
"Of course I'm not," replied Leorio with a groan. His face showed his determination of I-am-NOT-going-in-there. His friends' "come on" and "just do it" didn't help much, it seemed. He just stood there with his arms crossed, looking up at the ceiline. "Why am I here anyway?!"
On the door of the room was a huge sign in red. 'The Cooking Class', it said. No wonder Leorio didn't want to go inside. The light pink walls of the room looked girly ---- especially when they looked through the small window on the door and found that all the people inside were female. They all had rosy red or girly pink aprons on, and they all looked like housewives-in-training, from Leorio's point of view.
"Well," said a boy with black hair. "You do have to learn how to cook, don't you?" He gave Leorio a big, bright smile as he pushed him to the door. And with a loud BANG!, Leorio crushed onto the door, causing the whole cooking class to turn their attention to the door. Through the little window, they all saw Leorio's face crushed on the window ---- making his cheek go flat on the glass. "Oops," added the boy, sticking out his tongue with a nervous giggle.
Before they knew it, the teacher of the cooking class had opened the door and let them in. "Are you all new students of this class?" she gave them a friendly smile as she led them in. "I'm expecting one new student today. Are any of you that new student....?" Before her voice fell, Leorio's three companions pointed their fingers at his surprised face and said "It's him!"
"Oh, please come in and join us, mister....?" The teacher dragged the hesitating guy to an empty counter.
"Gon," replied Leorio. "My name's Gon." Leorio did not want the class to know Leorio-the-great was in a cooking class, but to that, the boy with black hair jumped up and yelled. "Hey! That's my na----" But Leorio covered his mouth before he could finish. The silver-head and blond sweatdropped.
"Well, Mr Gon," said the teacher. "My name is Natsuko Sugimoto and I'm the teacher in charge of the cooking class here. And this girl beside you," Mrs Sugimoto held her hand at a young lady who was sitting beside Leorio. "Is my daughter Haruka." Haruka had long, straight brown hair and a pair of sparkling blue eyes. She turned to Leorio and gave him a little friendly but shy smile.
Leorio's face brightened suddenly as he blushed and held Haruka's hands. "Nice to meet you, Haruka-san! My name is Leorio and I'm new here!!" The girl blinked and started at him. "I thought your name was Gon," she asked doubtingly.
The silver-head started chuckling as he saw the look on Leorio's face ---- panic. The blond tried to stop him from laughing out loud, but he started laughing, too, as Leorio replied. "Ooooh, that's.... my last name!" Leorio thought of an excuse quickly. The name, it didn't sound right, definitely, but somehow, the girl and her mother believed him. So since then, he was known as Leorio Gon in the cooking class.
"Killua, Gon," said the blond. "We should get going now. Leorio's going to be fine." But Killua insisted that they stay and watch, because he had a feeling Leorio was going to do something stupid. Gon was excited, too, that he'd see what was going to happen next.
"Since it's your first time here, why don't you tell us your past experiences in cooking," suggested Mrs Sugimoto. "And why you decided to join us?" Leorio froze, but he couldn't turn her down because of that really friendly smile on the teacher's face. He started thinking.
Leorio had almost no experience in cooking, and the reason he joined the class was because Kurapica was pissed because he had to do most of the cooking, and Gon, Killua and Kurapica forced him to come to the cooking class. But in order to impress Haruka, he couldn't just say "My friends forced me to come". He had to come up with something ---- make up something ---- and fast!
"Well.... um.... I...." Leorio was choking on his words. No doubt he didn't have the imagination to think up something fast. The whole class' attention was focused on him. He heard the big clock on the wall tick. Tick, tock, tick, tock.... Second by second, time was passing in silence. "I-I've been cooking for...." Leorio looked at Kurapica, whose birthday was on the fourth of April. "Four years! And I came here because.... " He then turned to Gon. "I want to be a great cook so that I could find my estranged father! He's a famous cook!"
No one said a word for few moments. Leorio's friends sweatdropped. 'Whoever said he didn't have imagination?' Killua whispered to Gon. 'With that imagination, he'd become a great author in no time, that is, if he knows how to write.'
"Um.... that's very nice, Mr Gon," said Mrs Sugimoto. "Let's start on today's lesson, shall we?" She instructed her students to start working according to their recipe.
Leorio didn't get one of the recipe books, but he didn't bother asking the teacher for it. Creeping closer to Haruka, he looked over her shoulder. "Haruka-san, would you mind if I share the book with you?" He had on a big, perverty smile on his face.
"Sure, Mr Gon," was Haruka's reply.
"T-thanks!"
The menu of the day was spaghetti. Leorio saw that all the ingredients ---- and some extras ---- were on the counter already, so he started reading the recipe. Step one was to boil some water.
Looking over at Haruka, Leorio saw that he needed a pot. Imagining what spaghetti ---- served in a restaurant ---- looked like, he threw into the pot some tomatoes, onions, pasta and some ready-to-serve tomato sauce. He didn't remember ever seeing any water in his spaghetti when he was in a restaurant, so he dumped in some oil, put the metal cover on and put the pot over on the stove.
If you cook often, then this must be common sense to you ---- that you shouldn't ever 'cook' like that.... And even worse, Leorio put the oven to 'max', the hottest temperature possible and left it. He went to talk to Haruka.
"Haruka-san," Leorio approached her with a big smile. "Do you need any help ----" Before Leorio could finish, Haruka turned to him, her eyes glaring at the guy. For it was definitely somewhat close to Killua's death glare, Leorio shrugged and backed off.
Mrs Sugimoto came over. "Haruka! You know you're not supposed to be mean like that to your classmate!" She then turned to Leorio. "I'm sorry, Mr Gon, but my daughter can be really weird when it comes to cooking. I hope she didn't scare you...."
"Not at all!" was Leorio's reply. "She's a very nice lady!" Yeah, right, he added silently. I knew she was too good to be true.... no wonder no one sat beside her....
"Oh, I'm glad you like her," smiled the teacher. "I think you two will get along just fine for the rest of the year!" The....REST of the YEAR....?! Leorio froze.
At the back of the classroom, the tall guy's three companions were chatting - whispering, to be exact.
'Gon,' whispered Killua, leaning forward to talk to Gon. 'How long do you think Leorio's going to stay in this class?'
Gon put his finger on his chin and thought about it. 'Not longer than three classes,' he whispered back.
'Well, with that girl beside him, I don't think he'd even last one whole class,' said Killua with a light giggle. Then he turned to Kurapica. 'What do you think?'
'I don't think he'll even last for this class ----' Before Kurapica even finished his sentence, Leorio stood up on his feet and dashed out of the classroom madly. "See?"
Gon and Killua sweatdropped. They ran out of the classroom to chase after Leorio, leaving Kurapica behind. Kurapica felt that there needed some explaining, but he couldn't speak up.
Mrs Sugimoto walked up to him. "Um.... What happened to your friend Mr Gon?" she asked gently. Her face showed concern and worry.
"Um....," Kurapica sweatdropped. What was he going to say?! He couldn't possibly tell her that her daughter was the reason Leorio ran away, could he? "Well...."
To Kurapica's surprise, Mrs Sugimoto turned her attention to the counter beside Haruka's. "That's funny," she said to herself. "I smell something burning...." After putting on oven mitts quickly, she opened the metal cover of the pot Leorio had been using. A huge puff of smoke burst out of the pot as it was set free. "Ahh! What is this?!" And inside the pot? All she found were some black materials which looked like the ingredients of that day's menu.
She dumped the whole pot into the sink, then she turned to Kurapica as she took off her oven mitts. "Would you be so kind to tell Mr Gon that he seriously needs some help with cooking, please?" Her smile didn't show any anger at all. Kurapica sighed in relief as he thought for sure that Leorio wasn't going to get kicked out of the class.
"S-sure," replied Kurapica. "Um.... I think Leorio went outside for some fresh air.... I'll go look for him...." He said politely, but in his head, he was very uncomfortable. The teacher was always smiling, but the smile was almost too scary.
"Oh, no," said Mrs Sugimoto. "Your two other friends has gone to do that, I suppose, so why don't you take Mr Gon's place and start working on the spaghetti?"
"Er.... no thanks," Kurapica said quickly. "I'd rather not.... I'd better go now...."
The teacher looked disappointed. "Okay, suit yourself!" She then turned to go away, and Kurapica walked to the door.
Kurapica sighed as he rushed out of the building. From the parking lot, he heard yellings and screamings. He'd recornized the voices ---- they belonged to his friends ---- so he decided to go see what was going on.
In the parking lot, Leorio was found in an attempt to get out of the property of the community centre, but to his right with a firm grip on the arm was Killua, and to his left was Gon holding onto Leorio's leg. Kurapica laughed nervously and sweatdropped as Killua yelled for Kurapica to go help them stop Leorio.
"Let me go!" Leorio tried to shake Killua and Gon off of him, but it wasn't working because Gon and Killua were really strong.
"Not--- until ---- you ---- learn ---- how to ---- cook!" said Gon uneasily, since he was using all his energy on holding onto Leorio.
Leorio managed to move another step away from the building. "I ---- already ---- know how to cook, you idiots!" To that, Gon and Killua let go of him instantly, asking "You do?!"
"Of course I do," Leorio fixed the necktie that he'd always been wearing. "Didn't you see how fast I prepared that spaghetti in class?"
Gon and Killua didn't really see Leorio prepare the spaghetti, since they were busy betting on what idiotic thing Leorio was going to do next, so they turned to Kurapica, who'd been paying attention to the class the whole time.
"Well....," Kurapica sweatdropped. "You were 'fast'.... but...." Would I really call that cooking?! Kurapica added silently.
"Oh. He knows what he's doing then?" Gon assumed. "I guess he didn't have to come to this class after all!"
"Okay, let's go home then!" suggested Killua.
Leorio was relieved. He sighed and was on the way home with Gon and Killua. The blond, however, missed his timing of telling his friends that not only was Leorio not a good cook, he didn't know how to cook at all!
****
"Come on, Leorio! I'm hungry!" complained Gon.
It was far past dinner time, but Leorio still hadn't shown up with the main course yet. Leorio had been in the kitchen for two hours, and occasionally, they'd heard sounds that didn't sound like cooking at all.
"Hurry up in there, Leo ---- "
"OOOOUCH!!!!!"
Killua's complain was interrupted by a sharp scream. Leorio's three friends ran as fast as possible to the kitchen. The door opened up, and they found Leorio on the floor, along with a sponge.
"I'm okay....," smiled Leorio weakly as he saw his friends looking at him with their eyes round as ping-pong balls.
"What happened?!" asked Gon. Gon, Killua and Kurapica helped Leorio onto a chair as Leorio explained to them what had happened.
"You see, I was going to wash the dishes with that sponge," explained Leorio. "Ouch.... then suddenly, I saw that pot overflowing. That's when I turned to stop the pot from blowing, but then I dropped the sponge and slipped on it." The other three stared at him as if they were looking at a fool. "Hey," added Leorio. "I was only trying to save the main course!"
Without even bothering to comfort Leorio, the three went out of the kitchen without turning back. They were back in their seats on the dining table, and there, they waited for Leorio's main course.
"Ookay!" Leorio came out of the kitchen after few minutes. "Sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long, but here it is ---- the main course!" He held up a plate with a metal cover.
"This'd better be good, Leorio," stared Killua.
"Yeah, Leorio," added Kurapica. "This had better be worth all the waiting."
"No problem," said Leorio confidently. "I made the mistake at the Hunter Exam, but this time, I'm sure it's good. Behold! Leorio Special Two!" Quickly, he took off the cover, and revealed what was under the cover ---- it was a plate with some black substance that looked as if it'd been burnt.
The whole room became silent. Leorio held the plate still, and his three friends froze on the spot. No one said anything. No one knew what to say.
Leorio was the first one to break the silence. "Well? Let's start eating, shall we?" He put down the plate in front of Gon, and with "Wait right here. There's more in the kitchen", he'd gone to get Killua's, Kurapica's and his own portion of what Leorio called spaghetti ---- that looked like anything but spaghetti.
"Here they are~.... huh?!" When the tall guy came back to the room, he realized that his friends were nowhere in their seats. Then he heard Killua using the phone: "Hello, Mrs Sugimoto? Sorry about what happened today, but Leorio will be returning to the class tomorrow. You've got to teach him how to cook, say, the very basic things. Uh-huh, yes, thank you! Leorio will see you there tomorrow for sure! Bye!"
"Leorio," smiled Kurapica as Killua hung up. "Mrs Sugimoto says she'll be expecting you at the cooking class tomorrow!"
Killua smirked as he added "But you HAVE TO bring in a new pot."
The tall guy dropped his apron as he walked slowly and weakly to Killua and the others. "NOOoooooo!!!!"
** tsuzuku....? **
[Just wondering what class the Hunters might join and why.... XD Any comments/suggestions will be gratefully appreciated, but please, don't flame me....]