Disclaimer: All original characters and storyline are the property of the author, Yoshihiro Togashi.


Chapter 2: We trade in Secrets

"What. Is. This."

Killua looked incredulously at the offending envelope and its contents.

"This" is a maze of characters from the Yakuza. Plots, plans, massacres. Information on the hunter committee that he didn't even want to know about, and top secret files– Zoldyck secrets - that no one except for his direct family should even know about. "This" is an overwhelming offer in billions of Zeny's to eliminate the network's key informants.

Ena smiled.

"The eye has been targeted. If we fall apart half the system falls apart. They need information. People live on secrets. Secrets sell."

He snorted, nonchalant. Oh, he knew that secrets sell; he's done some deals himself. But to say that if The Eye falls then all else fails was an extreme. Hundreds of people specialize in the business of whispers, "The Eye" just happens to be the largest and strongest of them all. And with fame comes jealously, and the inevitable dirty work of making heads roll.

And what do you do when you get targeted?

"You're targeting back."

She nodded, "We have some names. We need them monitored, and when the timing is right, we need them gone."

"How much?"

Dark eyes met blue, amused. Ena tapped a gentle finger on the sheets marked with familiar faces, "We trade in secrets"

Killua didn't reply. He couldn't care less about his family. He respects his father, yes, but she could leak their secrets all she wanted to and he wouldn't even blink. The only reason for his return was because he had run out of places to drift. But she didn't need to know all that. No sense in having a stranger finding her way towards your weaknesses. So he stayed silent and waited for her next move.

He watched her as she pursed her lips and calculated. She looked straight at him, unwavering. Moments later the pursed lips parted to mouth three separate words.

No sound came out from her lips, but he felt as if he heard her yelling from the rooftops. His ears roared and his world turned ice cold, as it always does when he is truly angry.

Three silent words, with everything that needed to be said put into it.

Kurapika

Leorio

Gon.

In a split second he was across the room, pressing into her, fully intent on getting rid of her right then and there. He didn't need weapons for this; a clean snap would do the trick, for someone so small and…wait.

He swore as that thought "fragile" popped into his mind. Damn Alluka for making him feel that smaller sized girls are easy to tease and needed protection. He thought that about Biscuit years back and look where that landed him? The "fragile" girl in front of him, so calm against his killing aura, was probably just as dangerous as he was.

Plus he really didn't want his carpet to be more stained than it already is.

Killua calmed down enough to step away from Ena, but still glared at her darkly.

"Are you blackmailing me?"

"I'm glad that we're able to come to an agreement"

He ignored her a second time this evening. Seems like they were both professionals in disregarding one another's statements."You know I can find you just as easily as you found me. Empty threats don't work."

Ena shrugged and proceeded to name the exact places where his friends were currently located.

Killua's eye's widened. He knew for a fact that Gon had just travelled to a different continent today. For word to travel so fast back here, she must have some decent skills. Curiosity overtook as he looked at Ena with renewed interest.

"Why me? Anyone on our family would do it to prevent top secrets from leaking. Illumi. Kalluto. It would be done in a heartbeat."

Ena watched as Killua lost his previous anger and walked back to the fridge to grab another drink. She shifted herself to a more comfortable position and started to tick the reasons off her fingers.

"You just returned, no one knows of you. I need someone like that. I've read your reports, quick-thinking, fast. Nominated heir to the Zoldyek business…since returning you have only been on assignments given down by your father. I'd love to see what damage you can do on your own will"

"I am hardly agreeing to this on my free will, you know."

Ena sighed.

"Daily supply of chocolate balls."

"And my carpet cleaned." He retorted.

"…Fine."

Killua picked up his previously discarded jacket and started to the door.

"Now if you will excuse me, I still have business to attend to." He was halfway out of his front door when he paused and turned to offer one last jeer, "Since you managed to find your way in, I'm sure you can find your way back out."

He closed the door, but not fast enough to hear her angry mutterings,

" I cannot believe they made me come all the way here to team up with some cocky, conspicuous looking assassin!"

Killua didn't remember reading anything about teaming up on the contract she handed him, but he decided to ignore that part of her comment as well.

A/N: I'm so confused, you can't use double line breaks here, and I love using those to put emphasis on certain parts of a story. I was going to play with the html but then I saw the long string of code and just gave up...maybe next time