After a month I finally decide to update DX

Sorry this took so long but this chapter is a lot more eventful than others so far and I hope you like it.

The air was rich with sea salt as Kurapika boarded the boat, bag in one hand and phone held to his ear. He was talking with Senritsu, who had covered him during his time off. "Maybe Killua was being controlled, Kurapika?" The petite woman mused down the phone line, her voice aghast after Kurapika had told her all that had happened the last three weeks since he'd been away.

"There was no way I could have checked for certain but my dowsing chain has never been wrong before. It pains me, but it is likely Killua was in the right mind when he helped kill... the Kurata." Kurapika's voice filled with sorrow near the end of his sentence.

Senritsu replied slowly, like she was testing unsafe ground. "Kurapika...The dowsing chain tests for liars... if I'm not wrong, of course. Maybe... it could be possible for the chain to know when somebody did something, even if they don't remember so themselves."

Kurapika bit his lip in thought at the hypothesis, dodging a busy sailor as he ran dangerously close to him. "Hmm... I will ponder that!"

Senritsu breathed in, glad that Kurapika didn't react badly. Kurapika rarely got angry normally, but this Killua situation was an extremely sensitive subject. "Kurapika, I hate to do this but I have to return to work. I will see you back here soon."

"Okay, see you in two weeks."

"Safe journey!"

The phone line went dead and the blonde Kurata sighed, placing the phone back into his bag.

The more people who told Kurapika that 'maybe' Killua was being controlled during the night of the Kurata clan massacre, the more Kurapika began to doubt his initial belief. Killua, though a former assassin, wasn't nearly as remorseless as one would want of him. Kurapika doubted he could kill women and children just to make himself less remorseful. It was against his character.

However, the reason that doing that was against his character also gave a reason for him doing it. To make it a part of his character.

Kurapika shrugged to himself. Even if Killua was being controlled, the Kurata knew he would be unable to look at him the same again. Just knowing that he'd killed all those women and children... children and mothers he'd known and cared about... and that he'd killed his mother (according to Illumi) was something he couldn't forgive. No matter the circumstances.

Killua was a murderer and the blonde knew he shouldn't have gotten involved with him in the first place.

So, Kurapika made a pact with himself. He wasn't going to hunt down Killua to exact his revenge; but he would refuse to interact with him in any way.

This pact was quickly broken.

X-X-X

Eight hours later

Kurapika sat in his appointed cabin reading 'The Art of War' by Sun Tzu while listening to piano music through his headphones. It was eight PM now and it had turned dark long ago. Not that the teen noticed - he was very indulged in his book.

8:31 was the time that Kurapika finally placed down his book and removed his headphones. He needed to look at the upcoming events which Neon Nostrade would be attending. As leader of the bodyguards, it was his job to know every thing about the daily life of Neon Nostrade including her food preferences, her schedule, and her hobbies. Her hobby of collecting body parts was what attracted Kurapika to the job of bodyguard in the first place.

Walking over to his cabinet, Kurapika opened the top drawer and reached out to grab his notepad when a scream sounded out into the air. Kurapika rose his head in alarm and then the boat jerked to the side, sending the Kurata off his feet and into the wall...

The teen was sure he passed out for a while because the next time he opened his eyes, water had begun pooling into his cabin. Not much. Less than a centimetre; but it was enough for Kurapika to realise the boat was sinking. Hastily getting to his feet and wiping away the drip of blood which had run down his chin; the blonde summoned his chains onto his hand and began to run down the hall which would head to the deck.

The boat's layout was similar to the one which took Kurapika to the Hunter Exam. The cabins were on the bottom floor (on the boat which went to the Hunter Exam, there were only two cabins; one for the contestants and one for the sailors) on the next level there were food supplies and then on the deck was the captain's quarters. Kurapika decided to head here now.

Running through the hall, Kurapika quickly realised how quiet the boat had become. Right before he passed out, he'd heard a scream... now there was no sound at all. This concerned Kurapika. What happened to cause that scream? Was it because the host had realised the boat was sinking? Were they okay? Was anyone okay? Where were they? Where was anyone? The blonde's thoughts quickly became more panicked and clueless.

The last time he'd felt so clueless and full of panic was when he'd heard of the Kurata clan massacre.

Suddenly, another scream sounded in one of the cabins and the Kurata rounded on his heel and instinctively headed towards it. There was somebody still in the cabins... maybe they could know what was going on, but that scream filled the teen with horror.

Pushing open the door which he guessed was the source of the scream, Kurapika peeked his head around the corner to inspect the scene before going in himself. What he saw shocked, horrified and angered him as all the thoughts the blonde had pondered the past month rushed back into his mind in one big impact. The blonde gasped.

Inside the room with fingers pointed and blood covered nails sharp... was Killua.

"How... how is he here?" Kurapika gasped in disbelief. The hell... WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON!? Anger bubbled inside him as he processed what he knew so far. The boat was sinking, Killua was here, and there had been a scream. Everybody had also disappeared... and there was blood on Killua's nails...

Kurapika clenched his fists as he pushed through the door. He knew too well what was going on... Killua had invaded the ship and was killing people on board.

His thoughts were proved correct when Killua stabbed down the second Kurapika entered; killing a man who was bleeding on the floor. Kurapika resisted the urge to scream and wrap his chains around the assassin's neck. "Hello, Kurapka!" Killua greeted, smiling and turning to face him.

"I've been looking for you."

*Rubs hands* I have been waiting for this chapter for ages~ :D

I hoped you liked this chapter guys and please review~ :)