Nanika and I were about to heal Big Brother, I should have been happy. But instead, as my eyes fell upon the lifeless and unmoving pale body of the only family member who had ever loved me, tears began to fall and didn't stop. Kurapika, lucky enough that Nanika had demanded very little, stood aside, staring at the ground, shovel in hand. Kalluto did something similar, refusing to look at Big Brother, not crying either.

He should be breathing. He was supposed to be breathing. Why wasn't he breathing?

It was a sudden realization, but it was my mind finally coming to terms that he was actually dead. That Big Brother had left the world of the living. But Nanika was here, so she could bring him back. So why was I crying?

I ran my hand over the wooden casket, the moonlight illuminating his calm face. I couldn't stop sobbing and the same was for Nanika. I stood there for a few minutes before I decided it was time for Nanika to come out and bring Big Brother back.

Nanika

I gently took Killua's hand, tears dripping down my cheeks. His hand was so cold and it was almost too hard for me to heal him. Kurapika looked at me, slightly scared and slightly confused. I didn't mind, I had gotten that look many times before. I needed to save Killua.

I love Killua.

He was my older brother and he had to be brought back. He loved me and cared for me and was kind to me and Alluka. His eyes were closed and I wanted to see his brotherly, caring blue eyes again. It was so cruel, that the universe had stolen his soul. I needed to bring it back.

A light shone bright around our hands, it didn't hurt my eyes but I saw Kalluto and Kurapika look away. I had seen this light before, my earliest memory of it being when I had healed a dying baby bird, Killua watching in awe. That was one of those days I remembered someone actually loved me. Could you believe it!? Me! Nanika!

And that simply made me cry harder as the light became brighter and surrounded us. I could tell that my emotions made me stronger, I'm sure if I hadn't felt this way, I would not have been able to bring someone who was already dead back to life. Killua's hand became warmer in my palm and more tears fell, dripping onto his face.

After the glow faded, Killua groaned a little and his eyes fluttered open. My heart leapt into my throat and I had never felt more happy. I could feel that Alluka was filled with joy as well. Killua was back!

His eyes fell on me and he mumbled, "Nanika…? What are you doing here? Where am I….?"

I pulled him out of his coffin and hugged him, crying into his shoulder, "Killu...a… I love…. you."

Killua wrapped his arms around me as well, "I love you too Nanika."

He was probably so confused, but my happiness was too much and I didn't want to explain just yet. My emotions were a mess and so were Alluka's, mixed tears of joy and grief. I clutched his suit in my hands, probably making his shoulder wet with my tears. Alluka and I both probably didn't realize how much we had missed Killua already, then he died, and now he was back. Our feelings were all over the place.

Kurapika and Kalluto ran over and embraced Killua as well, in a type of group hug. Killua's confusion grew, but everyone was crying so he said nothing. We were all just so overjoyed that he was back and he just accepted it, not wanting to make us feel any worse.

"Killua, I'm so glad you're back." Kalluto said.

Kurapika sniffled, mumbling something incomprehensible.

"I missed you…. so much… Killua…" I whispered.

"I missed you too Nanika." He didn't say anything back to Kalluto and Kurapika, probably because he was so confused.

No words had to be spoken though, for we were all too joyful right now.