colours of the world
there is a voice that doesn't use words. listen...
chapter 22
Feet stopped in front of the small building, the gallery was wide but short consisting of only two floors. The main gallery on the bottom and studio/home in the top attic like space. The figure smirked, placing the professional done card to his lips as he took in the sight of the gallery. The gallery itself looked completely professional, big letters and beautiful artwork hung in the windows inviting those on the highstreets inside, like the sweets for the picking. The sweets hiding the horrors behind it all. In the hour of standing, watching the building for the shadows, a number of different people entered and exited the building, showing the popularity of the arts inside.
The figure chuckled to themselves before deciding it was time to pay the gallery a visit.
The red haired male stepped inside, head turning as he took in the sight of the painting. A number upon number of different artworks hung against the clean white walls, he could see landscapes of castles and forests. He could feel the power from the roaring seas threatening to jump out of the painting as he passed. Animal – predators and preys stared, eyes moving as his pass, some even causing the hairs on the back of his neck to raises. He took his time examining the pieces, seeing how the paint flowed on the canvas. He stopped by a giant tiger, saliva dipping from its jaws and sharp teeth ripped thought flesh. He smirked feeling the blood lust grew as the anticipation of the soon to be hunt of the spiders began, a presence entered he thoughts. Drawing a card he prepared himself.
"You, dear sir would love your new exhibition" a polite voice spoke up from behind him.
"Really now~ whatever is it on?" he questioned turning to the petite figure, quickly hiding his weapon.
The petite smiled, obviously someone who worked in the gallery. She wore a white blouse and black skirt, hair neatly tied in a bun. She held a clipboard in her hand as she gestured him to follower her, "this way sir, let the art speak for you"
He smirked stepping into the room, "the art work in here are influences by the heaven area. The artist has created a range of motion images based on the fierce battles fought in the area" the women stated.
Hisoka stepped up to an abstract pieces of black and red acrylics, "are all these done by the same person?"
"Yes, there's only one artist at this gallery" the women answered accordingly.
"And what about you? What do you do here? An artist no?"
The women smiling shaking her head, "no, I am not as skilled as the galleries owner. I am head of the business section, I chose the pieces and prices and keep the gallery functioning. As well as this I co-ordinate any special requests, if you would like our artist to paint a family portrait for example it would go through me"
"I see I see~" red head purred, and walked around the room looking at the artwork.
"Anything takes your fancy?" the women asked.
"Only the artist upstairs M'Dear" the joker stated turning towards the women.
"I'm afraid, she isn't taking any visitors. As she currently working on a big project for our round room"
"I see, what about seeing a frie-"CRASH!
A loud crash echoing though the building caused both Hisoka and the petite women's heads snap towards the ceiling. The women gasped sharply before running towards the backstairs hidden behind a large painting of a fantasy stairwell in a darken forest. Hisoka was quick on the women's heels as she flung the door open into the studio.
At the centre of the chaotic room stood sinea, her haired tied up into a messy bum. She wore the shirt he gave her, much to the red heads pleasure. Though there was a slight frown on his face when he noticed the women struggling to her feet, art supplies shattered on the floor from the women falling.
"Sinea!" the petite women exclaimed running to the artist side, to help her completely stand.
"I'm alright, Sarah" she stated not noticing the male stood in the doorway as she turned back to the large curled canvas, he could see the green streaks across the piece.
"No, you're not, that's the second time today that you have fallen over! You need to take a break"
"I have almost finished though" the blue haired women frowned
"Have you eaten? Have you slept?" Sarah ask worry lining her voice.
"I eat after I slept, the food should be on the side. I ordered takeaway see" sinea pointed to the takeaway on the side.
Hisoka walked over to container. The food was untouched, and stone cold. He rummaged about before spotting the receipt. He chuckled, "sinea~"
The man purred earning the attention of the two females, "Hisoka? I wasn't expecting you"
The red head smirked, "this was from four days ago and it's untouched"
"What! Sinea! You need to look after yourself" Sarah turned on the blue haired women, "I am ordering you food, and I will expect you to eat it! Your Hisoka right?"
Said male nodded, "please inform me went she finished the meal. I take it you know each other personality, otherwise sinea wouldn't have remembered your name"
"Sure~ will do" the male smiled pleasantly, as the petite women left the two to order food. He turned towards the blue haired female, "though she right you do need to look after yourself"
Sinea frowned, not turning away from the painting, "I don't need you on my case, I just sometimes forget…"
"Little princess, it's not just sometimes. You do it quite often especially when you have an interesting project, I have noticed this from the little time I spent with you"
He was not worried about the female, he was slightly he didn't want his entertainment to waste away…. or so he told himself.
He took a seat on the only space available– that happened to be on the bed, the room itself was more chaotic that the ones at the area, due to the fact it was bigger and had over twice as much stuff in it, he watched with amusement as the blue haired women painted slowly filling the canvas with greens and blue. It looked similar but he could quite put his finger on it.
Ten minutes later Sarah walked back into the room with two bag of takeaway, "I got you some two Hisoka, I hope noddle's is okay?"
"That fine" he stated before taking the bag of the women,
"Good, I be downstairs in the gallery if you need anything. Make sure she eats something"
He gave her a closed eye smile before turning to the blue haired women. "Listen to what she says and eat"
"I'm fine"
"do not make me force you, I'll make you sit on my lap like a good little girl, princess~" he purred blood lust rising at the thought of controlling artist.
Sinea signed before putting the brush down and making her way over to the stubborn magician. Sitting beside him she took the bag he handed her. They eat in silence using the chopsticks provided to eat the warm food. "What are you doing here Hisoka?" sinea asked, curious at the magician actions.
She knew she was glad to see the red head, it was driving her to the edge not seeing his painted face. Why did she have to be obsessed with something so unpredictable?
"I was in town and came to have a look~"
"Is that so? I though you would have stayed in the tower"
"Hmm~ were you missing me, dear sinea? ~" The man purred, golden eyes trailing over the females sitting form before landing on her face.
"What makes you say that?" Sinea spoke keeping her best poker face on as the magician leaned closer, a slender hand tilting her chin upwards.
The blush started too crept its way onto her check as the magician leaned in closer, eyes narrowed and his lips inches away from her own. His lips parted as he breathed out, "I had a hutch~"
She blinked, as the warmth was suddenly removed. Hand releasing her chin, Hisoka back turned from her as he swiftly exited the room. Only as the door shut behind him did she let the blush fully takeover her features.
"He… he was… he almost…"She couldn't comprehend what had occurred.
While the beetroot red girl sat dumbfounded by what could have almost happened, Hisoka stood back leaning on the closed door. That was too close, he thought hand covering in mouth. He was supposed to make her fall first… she had to make the move so he could break her, not him...
The jester really had fallen for the princess.
to be continued..
hey all!
sorry its been awhile caught up in life DX
finally onto the next section of the story ooh wounder whats gotten happen!
will they finally kiss?!
who knows?
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happy hunting xx