Disclaimer: I still do not own HunterxHunter yet.

Setting: After Phinks lost Kurapika's backpack in Ryuusei-gai in 'Chapter 24 - Lacrimosa'

SWEET REVENGE

If one was to describe them, it would be "an odd combination of cool air and firecracker".

Kurapika's irritation was practically seething off her. She had one of the grandest scowl she could afford on her face, her stride long, determined and full of annoyance and anger. Her perfectly composed companion looked as if he was just taking a stroll, but curiously and creepily he managed to keep the same pace as the fuming mad girl. It was as if he was floating just above the ground instead of walking on it; his steps light and carefree.

"This is the last time." She warned with a low growl of a fierce beast.

"Hopefully." Kuroro responded coolly while he continued following her leisurely.

"The next time this happens again, I am GOING to strangle the life out of him. Definitely." Kurapika snarled while glaring at the empty street in front of her. If there were any pedestrians at that exact moment, they would have surely scurried away from her line of vision to avoid her deadly glare and to make way for the crackling 'firecracker' person.

"Have it your way." Kuroro again said lightly without even the barest hint of care towards his own Spider.

Yes, Kurapika was still magnificently wrathful over her demise of losing her backpack. The main reason was because a certain idiotically oafish excuse of a Spider was trying her patience. She had no idea on why he would want to hide her backpack, of all things. It had nothing inside it except for her meager belongings of outfits and—

Shit.

Kurapika put more pressure and strength in her steps, her stomps getting fiercer in every step she took. All mannerism and propriety forgotten in the trash bin, she began to curse vehemently under her breath. Kuroro did hear some of the words and he raised quizzical eyebrows. Kurapika ALMOST never cursed, and in those rare occasions when she did curse, the curse had been milder than his Spiders' mildest curses. This time, he did catch a few 'grand' curses coming out of her lips. How intriguing.

"A zenni for your thought?" He asked fearlessly.

"Mind your own business!" She said waspishly without even averting her deathly glare from the dirt on the street.

"Let me guess," said Kuroro with amused voice.

"Don't." Kurapika snapped.

Ignoring her, he continued on anyway. "Is it about your Hunter License and bank account book?"

Kurapika halted in her track and spun on her heels to face the raven-haired man. The Kuruta girl had a very deep frown etched on her forehead, and her oceanic blue eyes were searching for an explanation on his face but could find none because of the irritatingly thick expressionless mask of his. Kuroro stopped accordingly and regarded her with even look on his stoic face, though his lips did turn up slightly to form a faint smirk.

Bull's eye.

"How?"

In full version, it would have been a "How do you know exactly what I'm cursing about?" Kuroro had been traveling with Kurapika for so long that he more or less knew of her way of thinking. Kurapika was not someone who would curse badly just because she lost some trivial, inconsequential, replaceable material possessions. Even if she lost some replaceable possessions, she would only get very upset to the point of cussing when those possessions could bring direct troubles to her. Logically, the only things that Kurapika possessed that might give away her identity and secrets would be her Hunter License and the bank account book.

"Don't fret about it. It's not like you can use that Hunter License anymore. As for the bank account book, you can easily take care of it." Kuroro said with an uncaring shrug.

Oh, how Kurapika really wanted to strangle the life out of this man before her. The Hunter License held a priceless sentimental value to her—it reminded her of the good time she spent with her three best friends. She could not care less about the bank account book. Like he said, she could easily take care of it. Then again, she remembered that this was Kuroro Lucifer she was dealing with—a heartless man who had no qualm in ending people's lives and getting his hands soaked in blood of innocent people. Of course he would not understand such concept. However, to think that she was walking and talking about such idle issues with that very same man right at the moment; the thought alone made her sick.

Despite sensing that the girl was troubled by something, Kuroro said nothing. He dared to wager that it had something to do with her moral conscience, or something along that line. If it was, he wanted nothing of it.

"Come on. We have errands to do." He merely said as he walked past her.

Kurapika had no choice but to follow in silence and her anger was somehow miraculously subdued. Unfortunately, it was replaced by a thick cloud of gloom and despondency that was hanging around her stubbornly. The reason for this depression was the objective of their 'errand': shopping.

After several minutes of walking, they emerged in a spacious open street with a long stretch of shops on both sides of the road. Since Phinks had lost her backpack, she practically had nothing to wear except for one pair of decent clothing and her sleeping outfit. In attempt to redeem himself, Phinks had offered to get her some new outfits, but she had flat out refused it—only God knows what kind of ridiculous outfits that idiot of a Spider would get her. In the end, Kuroro had forced her to go and buy herself fresh new outfits. Of course Kuroro was coming along; he did not trust the girl's sense of fashion. Besides, he was the one who was going to pay anyway, considering that she had lost her wallets.

"I have plenty to fund us both for the rest of our travel." He had happily informed her.

"I am not going to use any of your stolen money to get my things." She had responded snappishly.

"You have no choice in this circumstance, haven't you?" He had countered her with the winning smirk on his face.

She had growled at him then but said nothing further in retaliation. If anything, he was right on the money. Looking at the whole stretch of shops lining along the street, she felt even more low spirit than ever—those shops suddenly looked so intimidating to her. She was really not in the mood of doing any shopping at all.

"Do I really have to do this…?" She muttered to herself.

Kuroro turned to regard her. Her shoulders were slumped as if in a defeated state. Her eyes were downcast and the clouds of doom were still clinging to her. The scene was almost amusing to him, but having someone in such state tagging along with him was quite annoying after a while. Kuroro thought of what to do to get her to change gear, and one thought suddenly popped in his mind.

"You know," he started.

Perhaps Kurapika sensed the mischief in his voice, because she immediately raised her head and stared at him with wary eyes. True enough, he had that particular smile etched on his good-looking face.

"What?" She inched away from him.

"I just thought of something."

Before Kurapika could get away, he had approached her and leaned towards her to whisper something to her ears. When he had finished telling her of his idea, he straightened up and was greeted by a much cheerful face of Kurapika.

"Feitan."

The said man turned to look at the one who had called out his name; who was none other than Machi. She had a puzzled look on her normally glacial face, and she was staring at a certain eyebrow-less man. Phinks was staring at his bank account book with mouth hanging open so big that it could accommodate a whole turkey. She suspected that she spotted a few strands of white hair on his head.

"What is he doing?"

"Staring dumbly at his bank account book." Feitan answered flatly, though there was a tinge of cruel amusement in it.

"Because?" She asked with a frown.

"He went bankrupt."

"How so?" Machi raised an eyebrow.

"It seems that someone has had her sweet revenge." Feitan responded with a snicker.

Author's Note: I know it's been ages since the last time I updated for this story. I've been focusing so much on my studies and the main installment of 1001 Nights and Angel's Prayer -_- So here goes one random chapter. I hope you know what has happened to Phinks' money =P I think Kurapika's kind of out of character here, by having such revenge but oh well… Let's just say Kuroro's being very persuasive to her at that moment. Hehehehe…

Any other ideas on what to write for this collection of drabbles?