colours of the worlds

You are the artist. You are the art...

chapter 23

September was on its way, the autumn winds blowing the streets of the city. Sinea stared down at the two boys, both smiling up at her, "so you're trying to earn money to buy a game?" she questioned, the pair nodding.

"And you want advice on how to earn money quickly for the auction?" they nodded again. "Erm, I'm not the best person to ask you know"

"Yes, but we thought since you have a gallery that you would know a thing or two" killua stated gesturing to the painting around them.

"I paint and create I am not a business women killua, however I know someone who can help" she gave them a small smile before calling out.

Sarah popped her head around the corner, "yes?"

"Sarah, this is Gon and killua, I met them on the hunter exam" the blue haired women pointed to the boys, "they wanted some advice on earning money"

"Oh I see, I know a lot about too two. Even if sinea hasn't told me much"

"What do you mean?" questioned a curious Gon.

"Well I pictures tells a thousand words" the women smiled broadly, "so you need help earing money?"

The boys explained theirs plan, Sarah nodding before giving them some advice. Sinea watched form the side-lines, she never really understood the world of money and business. It was one of the main reasons she worked with Sarah in the gallery, the women had a way in the business world both real and underworld.

She blink as the boys turned towards her, "sinea! Will you help us?!"

She fiddled with the pencil in her hands, "I can't. You need to do this yourself, though if you really need help or if you decided to do something dangerous please inform me"

"Sure, we will kept you up to date"

"Where about are you staying at the moment?" she asked, as pencil scraped against paper. The lead coming off in patterns as she drew out the shapes.

"In this cheap hotel, don't worry were sorted." Killua stated giving her a small nodded while putting his hand in his short pockets.

"I see, have you heard from kurapika or Leorio?"

"Nope, not yet have you?"

She shook her head, having heard from neither of the older males. The pair must not have reach the city yet, or maybe they were busy? She doubted that they were avoiding her they weren't the type unlike a red head she knew.

Hisoka had made himself scarce since that moment.

And she had felt dishearten ever since.

"Sinea!" Sarah called drawing the attention of everyone in the room. "You have a job at the Nostrade manor, you're going to be late hurry"

A look of confusion flashed across her face before realisation stuck, "oh, I forgot about that"

The petite women signed, "I figured as much. Pack your things the car taking you they will be here in ten minutes" she turned towards the boys as the blue haired women disappeared, "sorry to cut your time short with her. She doesn't really interact with others much, thank you for being with her you don't know how much it means"

"It's okay lady!" Gon grinned, "Sinea amazing! She means a lot to us even if she doesn't know it"

Killua nodded before dragging the spiky haired boy by the collar, "let's go, we have work to do"

"Bye!" Gon yelled as the door closed shut.

"Oh they've gone" sinea stated upon entering the room empty room, Sarah watched with a smile at her colleague, before pouncing on the women. Giving her a rib breaking hug.

"What is that for?"

"For you growing" the women stated.

Sinea opened her mouth but was interrupted by a horn, "right off you go!"

-Time skip-

Sinea walked with a daze expression as the guard in front of her spoke, the words vibrated off the walls not making much different to the women in question. She came her to paint nothing else nothing more. The place itself was magnificent, even with the human painting littering the place it just added to the charm of the house.

She was ushered to a room where she would be painting, removing the bags off her shoulders (as using her nen would be too suspicious to the overprotective, kill first ask questions later, mafia family), she begun to set up. Curling up into a ball on the rickety wooden chair she produced her sketchbook waiting for her subject to arrive.

"Ooh I can wait to see how my painting going to look!" a squealed pierced her thoughts as footsteps sounded on the corridor. Sinea blinked sensing a familiar presence among the few walking towards her.

"You think is will take a while? I don't think I can wait" the same voice commented, as the doors swung inwards. She stayed seated as the group filed into the room, her dazed eyes watching with interested as they landed on someone in-particular.

Kurapika.

The blondes eyes widen in surprised upon spotting the blue haired artist. "Sinea!" he exclaimed.

"Good to you see too, kurapika" she nodded before turning to the other blue haired female. "You must be neon, I'm sinea, your artist for today"

"Kurapika, you know this person?" the lady asked, there was a tint of something underlining her voice, that sinea couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Yes, we met on the hunter exam"

"Hmm" neon pouted before turning to the artist. "I see"

"Whenever you're ready please get into the position you would like me to portrait you in" sinea gave the women a small smile.

Kurapika and the other guards moved about the room, himself and Melody stations themselves closest to the artist. "She's a close friend isn't she?" whispered melody as they watched the artist begin to sketch out on a smaller board.

"Yes, how'd did you know?"

"Your heart skipped a beat, and hers changed its tune" the small women stated.

"Changed tune?" the blonde questioned turning slightly towards his friend.

"I don't know how to describe it, at first it was as it is now peaceful and relax. Then it became more you-ish?"

He contemplated a moment before asking curiously, "Would a mental disordered affect it?"

"It could, but..." Her questioned drifted off, kurapika heart beat having confirm her forming theory.

Silence descended on the group, the rubbing off pencil on paper the only sound vibrating thought the room. Sunlight danced on the walls as the world outside moved, neon started too fidgeted slightly from sitting silent for so long, something which sinea noticed.

She placed her pencil down having completed the sketched and turned towards the women, "miss neon, you may move if you wish. I have the basic outline and will be finished in a few hours so you may take your leave if you wish"

The blue haired women jumped to her feet, "yeah! I was getting so bored"

"Myself and melody will stay here, to keep an eye on our guest" kurapika stated causing melody to raise an eyebrow.

"Aww! But I wanted to play" the lady glaring at the artist, "if you think about anything you will end up on the walls like all the others"

Sinea didn't flinched only replying with a small smile, "I do like the artworks on the walls they have a charisma about them, you have good taste"

The room dropped in temperature as the comments, she likes the grotesque torture methods? Neon was shocked at the commented but soon recovered, "do you?"

"Of course, I, myself never really work with that style of media so its refreshing to see the work still in practice"

Neon glanced towards kurapika before her eyes set on the artist, "do you have someone you like?"

"Depends on your version on like. I have people of interest whose aura and demeanour is enthralling and draw me in. Few are in the circle in which are called friends"

Neon's eyes narrowed before stepping closer to the seated women, "what about kurapika?"

"He is one of my friends" the women nodded, earning a grin of the lady.

"Yeah!" she jumped, before starling the artist, "you are my new friend! I never had someone with similar tastes as me"

Kurapika signed, confused with the turn of events. He swore his boss was bipolar sometimes, melody chuckled as the boy's obviousness to the girls feelings. As everyone par the three left the room, sinea paused turning towards the guards, "I see you have a fan"

"What?!" kurapika exclaimed.

While sinea smirked slightly, "I may be unsure on the emotions of myself, but for others, I need that ability to see can what lies beneath to create my works It what makes they come alive"

Melody chuckled again earning the girls attention, "nice to meet you..?"

"Melody"

"Sinea," the artist cocked her head watching the short women for a moment her visible dazed grey eyes studying her. "Are you by any chance a musician?"

"Why yes I am how did you know?"

"I see music when I look at you" she turned back towards the canvas, transferring the drawing across, making sure the proportions where correct. Behind her kurapika and melody exchanged confused looks.

To be continued….

Hey all, just finished editing this chap, hope you like it!

Cant believed the magician is avoiding our dear sinea DX

Was it not meant to be?!

Happy hunting xx