Curiosity
by SMYGO4EVA
It took a long time for Neon Nostrade to get used to the troop of bodyguards around her, especially after the underground auction. She knew that one of them, Kurapika, was raised in a very different environment than she was. Even so, there was something about him that intrigued her. She had heard about the kind of bodyguard he was: Kurapika was a wraith who tore down those who opposed him, even with his eyes closed; he was a force to be reckoned with, he was a hero—he knew more than he let on.
He was also none of those things.
Neon didn't want to pry, she didn't want to provoke Kurapika when his power was such a maelstrom, but instead looked from afar. When she would talk to him, when there was a gentle breeze between them, it was enough for her, and hopefully enough for him.
