Doing nothing often leads to the very best of something...

It was finally the day; the group had finished training and were finally ready for the main event. well ready as they could be. The group of fourteen entered the giant's sports hall, looking back at it all. Sinea generally did nothing. Even thought she said she would help; she was one of those that sat back and did nothing while watching the others fight in the games. The first three wins, she stood and watched. Not even batting an eyelid as a man was killed before her.

Only when the dodgeball game was announced did she reacted. Which was only to pout and sit on the floor in sucking. The artist wanted to help, but Hisoka, Gon and killua had told her NO. Telling her to stay at the side-lines, killua giving her the win for the none existing sumo match…. Hisoka even going at far too attached her to the floor with his bungle gum.

Sinea glared at the match before her completely uninterested as the ball flew about. She didn't pay attention as the darted about the court, and people were taken out one by one. She eyes glazed over as the world slowly drifted into nothingness. She felt the nen shift around her as her eyes drained to grey. The pencil in her hand began to move.

"I wouldn't do that if I was you" Hisoka chuckled to the solider that had walked up to the distracted female. "Don't touch her" he glared golden eyes narrowing as he released a bit of lust. To prove his point.

The solider put up his hands in defeat before taking a step back as Gon and Killua realised the situation. "Sinea it the 'zone'," killua stated bluntly, "you touch her - she stab you"

"killua and Hisoka are right" Gon smiled, "better not touch her"

Bisky got out, standing beside the blue haired artist the women watched the art work come to life. She knew bits and pieces from wing her old student and the boys, her new students. She watched as the last stoke of pencil had been completed, as the artist nen changed to normal.

Sinea looked up at the scene before her before down at the notebook in hand before looking up at the match. Bisky behind her raise an eyebrow. "Boys" sinea spoke softly earning killua attention who was closet and lifting up the sketchbook for the boy to seen.

He nodded in understanding as she hid the image out of view.

Bisky watched at the last of their team on the court created a similar instructor to that on the drawing she had previously seen. "a seer eh?"

The game had finally come to an end, much to sinea pleasure. The game just gave her the shivers at not being able to help much, and then she did miss most of the match. The group followed the women to the view point in a watch tower.

As soon as the multi-coloured eyed women spotted the view, her pencil was already in hand and with the scene bursting into life on the paper. Lead scraping off the pencil as the coast line was roughly sketched onto paper, different angles appeared in basic forms as she drew. Ideas already forming in her mind as she did so. Felting the tug on her jumper didn't snap her out of her creative mind, only the feeling of weightlessness and being slung onto someone's shoulder caused her to snap back into reality. That someone being a redheaded Hisoka.

"hey!" gon and killua yelled, while the artist frowned still trying to take in the view. "hisoka you really don't want a copy?" gon asked.

"it's alright, I had a good time and something more valuable than that" hisoka grinned patting a now pouting sinea still slung over his shoulder, "and plus I have to leave"

"you're not going to come with us?" killua asked still suspicious about the red head and worried about his artist friend.

"you still need to collect cards rights? I'm not interested in any of that ~ if you need something just use 'contact' to reach me~" hisoka concluded disappearing down the stairs.

once they were out of ear shot, sinea spoke up, "you realised they will figure it out?"

"yup~ that's the plan" the red head nodded, while sinea shifted in his grip – moving to place her notebook back into its holder on her thigh and pencil in hair.

"what's the plan now then?"

"we're meeting Ryodan, but before that..." hisoka placed her back on the ground, before giving her a hug. His arms curling round her shoulder – almost locking her arms in place. sinea froze unsure what to do as her face heated up. Resting her head in the cork of the males neck she went to move her arms only to discover.

Only to discover she couldn't.

Realisation flooded thought her. "hisoka what have-"

"...I want to see some red eyes" the male in question purred into her ear a devious smile spreading across his painted face as he stoked her check.

To be continued...

soo really dont like this chapter much.. it sucked writing it, if its shit sorry... i just could really pictre sinea doing much. ... ahh

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