Hi Guys! This is my first time writing an HxH Fic about Neon and Kurapika
so please bear with me. I don't have a title yet. I'll get one soon. BTW,
this fic is set around 3 months after Neon lost her nen, that is, they're
already in the Nostrad Mansion.
Kurapika hurried through the corridors of the Nostrad Mansion. He ran up the stairs, following the screams of Right Nostrad. He stopped abruptly in front of the great door that leads to the office of his employer. He burst through the door and found his boss, shouting at his comrades. Kurapika's eyes darted across the room. The whole of it was a mess. Papers scattered everywhere. Broken glass and remnants of a bottle of expensive champagne lay on the floor. The liquor had seeped into the carpet, a watermark clearly visible on the oriental rug.
"Get out you fools! You no good-nicks! I have no need for you now! Out! Out!" Right screamed at Basho and Senrithsu, the only remaining bodyguards of Right's daughter, Neon, other than Kurapika himself.
"But...it's not our fault! Why are you firing us?!" Basho flared, the nerves of his neck straining. Senrithsu stood on a corner, smiling quickly at Kurapika before turning sober again.
"What's going on here?!" Kurapika demanded. All three people in the room stared at him, as he did the same to them. Right looked distraught to the point of hysteria, sweat dripping furiously from his temples. His face was red with either from anger or too much liquor...Kurapika wasn't sure. All he knows is that he has never seen Right this angry.
"That old man is going to fire us!" Basho pointed at Right. "And for what?! Just because Neon got away from us three months ago and Kuroro stole her nen?! It's your own daughter's fault!" the muscle-bound bodyguard turned angrily at Right.
"Neon...lost her nen?!" Kurapika asked, shocked. Sure, he felt some changes in her aura, but he had thought that it came from Neon's being so affected by the emotional strain Elaiza, her favorite maid, was suffering.
"That's right, she lost it!" Right continued, "and the two of you are at fault!" he pointed at Basho and Senrithsu.
"You should've gone to the bathroom with her, Senrithsu! And you Basho, you should've felt her aura rather than eyeing all those girls at the mall!" Mr. Nostrad accused.
"I wasn't eyeing babes there!" Basho blushed. "I was to worn out by your daughter's love for shopping that I was barely able to sleep for three days!" "Mr. Nostrad, what happened to you daughter was out of our hands," Senrithsu spoke up. "Let's just be happy that she came back to us safe and sound."
"Humph!" Right returned to his desk and sat down heavily. He buried his face in his hands and started grabbing his graying hair.
"Sir, Neon is alive and well. Isn't that what matters?" Kurapika agreed with Senrithsu, who smiled gratefully at him.
"What matters!? Are you crazy!!?" Mr. Nostrad pounded his fist on the table. "What will happen to my financial empire?! How can I avoid mistakes without her predictions?!"
Kurapika felt his hands turn into fists. He knew from the first time he applied for this job that Right only cared for his daughter's abilities...but not caring for her like a father should was too much. Kurapika wanted to shout out all of his employer's unfairness, but he kept his lips sealed. He needed this job. Until some of the Genei Ryodan's members were still alive, he musn't lose this job. He needed access to the Mafia Community...and this job is as close as he'll ever get to it.
"Everything's going to be alright, Nostrad-sama," he manage to croak. "It's only the ability that is lost, but not the nen. In time, she can learn a new nen ability and..."
"But it won't be the same as the one she had!" Right screamed out in rage. The corners of Kurapika's lips twitched, as he struggled not to grimace. "You, and you!" Right pointed a shaking finger at Senrithsu and Basho. "Get out of my sight! I don't ever want to see the likes of you again! I don't know how I got irresponsible bodyguards such as you two!!!"
"Irresponsible?! You're calling us irresponsible?!" Basho was wild with anger. He took a step closer to Mr. Nostrad's desk, his hands curled into huge fists. Then, he felt a small gentle touch on his arm. He looked down at Senrithsu, who sadly shook her head. Basho gritted his teeth and turned his back on his employer.
"Fine!" he yelled, "But we're not leaving until we're paid our last salaries!" "Last salaries?! You don't deserve any more money from me!!!" "Why I oughta."
"Nostrad-sama, you can't fire them. They've done their jobs well haven't they?" Kurapika managed cut in.
"Shut up! Do you want me to fire you as well?!" Nostrad threatened. Kurapika froze on the spot, trying to control his temper. He looked up at Senrithsu and one look at her sad eyes calmed him down.
"Pardon me sir.how come you're not firing me?" the chain-user asked meekly. Right raised an eyebrow, as if pondering for an answer. "You've done an excellent job.which is more than I can say for some people here!" Right eyed his other two employees. Basho snarled while Senrithsu looked down on her small feet.
"But Nostrad-sama."
"It's okay, Kurapika-chan" Senrithsu gave a weak smile. "Thank you. This opportunity has been enough for us. Come, Basho."
"What?! You're leaving without a fight?! How about our money?!" Basho fumed.
"Nostrad-sama, I'm sorry. It's truly unfair of you to fire them, but not giving their last salaries.I insist that you give it to them, sir."
Both Basho and Senrithsu's head turned to Kurapika's direction. They watched as their comrade and their former employer locked each other's eyes in a silent battle of wills. It was Right who turned away first.
"If you insist on it.FINE! Get your stupid cash and leave!!!" Right took a briefcase and threw it at his fired bodyguards. Basho caught and quickly opened it. He smiled when he saw the contents, while Senrithsu's eyes widened with amazement.
"Well, guess its goodbye from here," Basho smiled at Kurapika and gave a small salute. The little woman beside him smiled warmly, before the two of them stalked gently out of the room, not even caring to say goodbye to their former boss. Kurapika swallowed. He was the only one left now.but he wasn't going to stay without saying a proper goodbye to his comrades. Without thinking, he rushed out of the room.
"Kurapika! Get back here!"
Kurapika paid no heeding to Right as he barged out of the door.
"Wait! Basho-san! Senrithsu-chan!" His two friends turned as he caught up with them. "It's not fair that you two should be fired. I was the one at fault. If only I had gone shopping with you that day."
"No, Kurapika-chan. None of these was your fault," Senrithsu interjected. "I had anticipated this a long time ago.that's why I took careful measures. Tomorrow, I have a new job."
"Really?" "It's still a bodyguard's job. If you plan to retire or if you're fired," Senrithsu gave a tight smile. "You can call me up and I'll get you a position. I've already got Basho one."
"Yeah! I owe you for that. And Kurapika, maybe you can visit us sometime too." Basho added.
"I'll keep in touch, if that's what you mean," Kurapika nodded at them both. He looked down and met Senrithsu's sad eyes. A long stretch of silence clouded the hallway before she finally spoke up.
"Kurapika-chan, take care of yourself.and don't get to carried away by your emotions,"
"I'll try to keep that in mind. Take care," Kurapika waved a last goodbye at his comrades, watching as they walk down the stairs of the great mansion.
Kurapika hurried through the corridors of the Nostrad Mansion. He ran up the stairs, following the screams of Right Nostrad. He stopped abruptly in front of the great door that leads to the office of his employer. He burst through the door and found his boss, shouting at his comrades. Kurapika's eyes darted across the room. The whole of it was a mess. Papers scattered everywhere. Broken glass and remnants of a bottle of expensive champagne lay on the floor. The liquor had seeped into the carpet, a watermark clearly visible on the oriental rug.
"Get out you fools! You no good-nicks! I have no need for you now! Out! Out!" Right screamed at Basho and Senrithsu, the only remaining bodyguards of Right's daughter, Neon, other than Kurapika himself.
"But...it's not our fault! Why are you firing us?!" Basho flared, the nerves of his neck straining. Senrithsu stood on a corner, smiling quickly at Kurapika before turning sober again.
"What's going on here?!" Kurapika demanded. All three people in the room stared at him, as he did the same to them. Right looked distraught to the point of hysteria, sweat dripping furiously from his temples. His face was red with either from anger or too much liquor...Kurapika wasn't sure. All he knows is that he has never seen Right this angry.
"That old man is going to fire us!" Basho pointed at Right. "And for what?! Just because Neon got away from us three months ago and Kuroro stole her nen?! It's your own daughter's fault!" the muscle-bound bodyguard turned angrily at Right.
"Neon...lost her nen?!" Kurapika asked, shocked. Sure, he felt some changes in her aura, but he had thought that it came from Neon's being so affected by the emotional strain Elaiza, her favorite maid, was suffering.
"That's right, she lost it!" Right continued, "and the two of you are at fault!" he pointed at Basho and Senrithsu.
"You should've gone to the bathroom with her, Senrithsu! And you Basho, you should've felt her aura rather than eyeing all those girls at the mall!" Mr. Nostrad accused.
"I wasn't eyeing babes there!" Basho blushed. "I was to worn out by your daughter's love for shopping that I was barely able to sleep for three days!" "Mr. Nostrad, what happened to you daughter was out of our hands," Senrithsu spoke up. "Let's just be happy that she came back to us safe and sound."
"Humph!" Right returned to his desk and sat down heavily. He buried his face in his hands and started grabbing his graying hair.
"Sir, Neon is alive and well. Isn't that what matters?" Kurapika agreed with Senrithsu, who smiled gratefully at him.
"What matters!? Are you crazy!!?" Mr. Nostrad pounded his fist on the table. "What will happen to my financial empire?! How can I avoid mistakes without her predictions?!"
Kurapika felt his hands turn into fists. He knew from the first time he applied for this job that Right only cared for his daughter's abilities...but not caring for her like a father should was too much. Kurapika wanted to shout out all of his employer's unfairness, but he kept his lips sealed. He needed this job. Until some of the Genei Ryodan's members were still alive, he musn't lose this job. He needed access to the Mafia Community...and this job is as close as he'll ever get to it.
"Everything's going to be alright, Nostrad-sama," he manage to croak. "It's only the ability that is lost, but not the nen. In time, she can learn a new nen ability and..."
"But it won't be the same as the one she had!" Right screamed out in rage. The corners of Kurapika's lips twitched, as he struggled not to grimace. "You, and you!" Right pointed a shaking finger at Senrithsu and Basho. "Get out of my sight! I don't ever want to see the likes of you again! I don't know how I got irresponsible bodyguards such as you two!!!"
"Irresponsible?! You're calling us irresponsible?!" Basho was wild with anger. He took a step closer to Mr. Nostrad's desk, his hands curled into huge fists. Then, he felt a small gentle touch on his arm. He looked down at Senrithsu, who sadly shook her head. Basho gritted his teeth and turned his back on his employer.
"Fine!" he yelled, "But we're not leaving until we're paid our last salaries!" "Last salaries?! You don't deserve any more money from me!!!" "Why I oughta."
"Nostrad-sama, you can't fire them. They've done their jobs well haven't they?" Kurapika managed cut in.
"Shut up! Do you want me to fire you as well?!" Nostrad threatened. Kurapika froze on the spot, trying to control his temper. He looked up at Senrithsu and one look at her sad eyes calmed him down.
"Pardon me sir.how come you're not firing me?" the chain-user asked meekly. Right raised an eyebrow, as if pondering for an answer. "You've done an excellent job.which is more than I can say for some people here!" Right eyed his other two employees. Basho snarled while Senrithsu looked down on her small feet.
"But Nostrad-sama."
"It's okay, Kurapika-chan" Senrithsu gave a weak smile. "Thank you. This opportunity has been enough for us. Come, Basho."
"What?! You're leaving without a fight?! How about our money?!" Basho fumed.
"Nostrad-sama, I'm sorry. It's truly unfair of you to fire them, but not giving their last salaries.I insist that you give it to them, sir."
Both Basho and Senrithsu's head turned to Kurapika's direction. They watched as their comrade and their former employer locked each other's eyes in a silent battle of wills. It was Right who turned away first.
"If you insist on it.FINE! Get your stupid cash and leave!!!" Right took a briefcase and threw it at his fired bodyguards. Basho caught and quickly opened it. He smiled when he saw the contents, while Senrithsu's eyes widened with amazement.
"Well, guess its goodbye from here," Basho smiled at Kurapika and gave a small salute. The little woman beside him smiled warmly, before the two of them stalked gently out of the room, not even caring to say goodbye to their former boss. Kurapika swallowed. He was the only one left now.but he wasn't going to stay without saying a proper goodbye to his comrades. Without thinking, he rushed out of the room.
"Kurapika! Get back here!"
Kurapika paid no heeding to Right as he barged out of the door.
"Wait! Basho-san! Senrithsu-chan!" His two friends turned as he caught up with them. "It's not fair that you two should be fired. I was the one at fault. If only I had gone shopping with you that day."
"No, Kurapika-chan. None of these was your fault," Senrithsu interjected. "I had anticipated this a long time ago.that's why I took careful measures. Tomorrow, I have a new job."
"Really?" "It's still a bodyguard's job. If you plan to retire or if you're fired," Senrithsu gave a tight smile. "You can call me up and I'll get you a position. I've already got Basho one."
"Yeah! I owe you for that. And Kurapika, maybe you can visit us sometime too." Basho added.
"I'll keep in touch, if that's what you mean," Kurapika nodded at them both. He looked down and met Senrithsu's sad eyes. A long stretch of silence clouded the hallway before she finally spoke up.
"Kurapika-chan, take care of yourself.and don't get to carried away by your emotions,"
"I'll try to keep that in mind. Take care," Kurapika waved a last goodbye at his comrades, watching as they walk down the stairs of the great mansion.