Perfect Imperfection (Mayuri Kurotsuchi)

Mayuri's Thin Paint

"Youuu." I hissed as the girl from earlier.... What was her name? Oh right, Dalia, walked in looking around.

She glanced at me but seemed to be looking everywhere else." Has my brother been by here?"

"Not since earlier, so leave." I growled standing in front of my beakers that held the Gikongan experiment she had destroyed earlier.

"Look, I'm sorry about destroying that beaker but I didn't like what you were about to say... I hate when others talk about my past without knowing me personally." She bowed to me and gave me a smile.

I winced." Yea well, I saw your father in the Maggot's Nest. Don't know if Kisuke told you but he'll be out in a hundred years."

She blinked and the smile got even bigger – why would she smile about the man who did projects on her getting out?" That's wonderful! Oh, papa will be able to see how I've grown! He'll think I'm perfect!"

"There is nothing in this world that is truly "perfect". Though it may be a rather large cliché, it is still the truth. It is the ordinary people who look up to "perfection" as an ideal and seek after it. But in truth, what is this idea of "perfection" truly worth? Nothing. Not a single thing. I detest "perfection". To be "perfect" is to be unable to improve any further. There would be no scope for "creation", not a single gap in one's knowledge or one's ability. Do you see now?" I spouted annoyed by her sudden claim to perfection.

She looked at me shocked but the look hardened." You don't know what I've been through and yet you say such pompous things towards me. Perfection, though you may be correct in some ways, is something for people to aim for. Something for people to look towards; they might not ever get it but they have something to strive for.  They have something to try for and live to try to get for even if they fall short – by a lot or a little – every time. "She stomped her barefoot. "Perfection to some people, like my father, is everything and they will do whatever to achieve it. You don't know what it means to do your best if you don't aim for perfection. You say aiming for perfection isn't realistic or good but if you aim for perfection KNOWING you won't get it, doesn't that mean you know you'll still be doing your best?! You have to strive for it knowing that you won't get it. That way you get as close to it as you possibly can."

She huffed as she looked at me with a hard stare. For the first time in my life, I was utterly speechless.  She had pointed out exactly what I had been trying to make the point of. I looked at her hard before turning around to my beakers and research papers. I didn't want to lose face and was glad others weren't around.

"Get out."

"I don't have to. You aren't the captain, my brother is." She said childishly.

"But your brother isn't here, is he?"

"That's not the point." She pouted and stomped her foot again.

"That is very much the point." I rolled my eyes as I picked up my pen and started to scratch out various formula bits that had blown up when I had actually put them together in a beaker.

"No it isn't!" Suddenly I found myself shoved from my work in front of the beakers.

"Ehhh." I saw her looking at the beakers." HEYYY DON'T MESS WITH THAT!" I yelled.

She glanced at me, at my notes, before picking up a slender tube of yellow liquid and pouring it into my current beaker of Gikongan elixir. It gave a small blast before the grey liquid in the beaker curled into itself becoming a small circular item.

"Ehhh?" My eyes got big." How'd you... what did you... ehhhh?" I pushed her aside and picked up the beaker that held the small item.

"I'm not dumb if that's what you were thinking. My father was the best scientist. All of these chemicals? I knew them by the time I was nine. I knew what they reacted to, smelled like, and what they went best with." She sighed heavily.