Colours of the world
A single day is enough to make us a little larger or, another time, a little smaller...
Chapter 30
A battle raged and roared before shaking the building fountains, then silence. Pushing a particular large bolder away he looked toward the current head Zoldyck, black eyes flicking towards the oldest male in the room who was grinning. Before his eyes zooming in on a sleeping figure.
Kuroro watched in though as her chest rose and felt in a slow rhythmic pattern of sleep.
"Godfather eliminated" sliva passed on illumi messaged, good the game was in his hand.
Zeno and sliva started to move away their contract having been cancelled due to the death of their client, they paused eyes turning towards the sleeping figure. "She slept through it all?" questioned zeno mildly surprised that the girl had managed to sleep though all the chaos.
"You seem surprised? Can you not see the state she is in?" questioned kuroro with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes, but I had hope the noise would wake her" the older Zoldyck stated with a slight frown.
"You wish to speak with her?"
The older zoldyck nodded, kuroro moved forward hand reaching towards her sketchbook attached to her thigh. A small hand griped his wrist while the girl shifted, glassy multi-coloured eyes glared at the male. Kuroro twisted in her grip pulling her into an upright position, "they wish to speak with you" kuroro pointed towards the zoldycks.
"killua's family?" she questioned with a yawn trying to shake off the sleep that clouded her vision and thoughts. Her head still pounded, the tiredness pulling at her mind while her body wanted to shut down, She felt kuroro's gentle hand on her shoulder holding her in place.
"Sinea correct?" Zeno spoke while Sliva stayed silent; watching the interacted between the two, she nodded. "You knew that the painting was a false, we have had it check out and the result came back stating that it was the real thing. The only difference being when using gyo and concentrating on the corner your signature is there. Care to explain?"
"It's simple," sinea stated, "I made the copy. I was enquired to make a forgery for a couple who couldn't afford the real thing. They must have sold it afterwards, all my works and forgeries have my signature. Be it via pen or nen. Does that answer your question?"
The old man nodded, "In the future would you be able to do a family portrait?"
She nodded a small smile gracing her features, "illumi already has my card if you wish to contact me. If not feel free to come to my gallery" her voice becoming more drowsy as sleep tried to reclaim her the longer she spoke.
With that the pair disappeared thought the doorway, leaving the siblings to themselves. Kuroro chuckling earning a small glare from the bluenette. "Glad to see you wake up the same after all this time"
"Did you have to wake me?" she questioned, moving back to sleep on the floor again.
"Yes, I just wanted you to know the truth. No one died, the bodies are fake"
"Bodies are fake?" she questioned feeling her eyes droop.
Kuroro nodded, stoking her hair out of her face. "I'm going to move you to a bed, don't worry we will met soon?"
The artist mumbled in response before drifting back to the land of sleep.
He stayed still for a moment, a hand gently stoking her blue hair out of the artists face. He moved slowly, slipping an arm under the limp girls knees and shoulders before standing taking the pillow and cover with him. Her head leant against his shoulder as he gently carried her out of the room.
X Time skip X
Heterochromia eyes opened, reliving a blurry world. She shifted slowly pushing the covers off her tried form. Wait, covers? She paused focusing on her surrounding and it all came into focus.
She was in her room above the gallery. Light poured onto her face though the open curtains, how long had she been asleep for? Her nen felt partially recovered, but she still felt groggy, her limbs like dead weights. A weight shifted besides her gaining her attention, "hey, sinea how are you feeling?" the calming voice of Leorio sounded in her ears.
"Like a living corpse, I think the correct term would be" she responded, sitting up with the help of the male.
"Not surprised, I changed your bandages looks like a tasty cut. Did the... " He drifted off unsure how to ask his questioned.
She smiled slightly, "no, the Ryodan did not to those to me. Don't worry" she glanced around, "how did I get here?"
Leorio gave her a curious look, "don't you remember?"
She shook her head, "I remember being in the building with the auction, talking to an old friends. But then I fell asleep"
"After the auction kurapika couldn't find you… he was worried. So we came back here to find you already in your bed" Leorio informed her.
She cocked her head to the side, "I see" she gripped her sketch book from its holster on her thigh sending the man a small smile, "how is everyone?"
"Good, oh! Are you able to walk?" questioned the wannabe doctor.
"I think I can managed" she responded, "why?"
"Were meeting the group in D-Road garden! I know that Gon and killua are there and kurapika joining us too"
She nodded, shakily getting to her feet as tired muscles protested. Though she was happy about not killing her friends in her madness, the artist vowed to avoid this new discovery, so that it wouldn't happen again. She felt drained. And, though she wouldn't admit it, was disappointment that it is the doctor that was here for when she woke up… and not a jester she was obsessed with.
Slowly, the pair walked towards the gardens making small talk along the way. "Sinea! Leorio!" Gon yelled waving the pair over to their feast.
"Gon, killua how are you?" sinea questioned giving the pair a tried smile.
"We're good! But that ability was awesome I didn't think you could do that!"
"Yeah, it weird being 2D for a while"
She chuckled sitting down, "it was less than three minutes…"
The boys grinned before chatting away, leading to the younger pair having a 'who-can-eat-the-fastest-race'. "Kurapika!" Gon yelled spitting his food out everywhere.
The younger Gon raced forward completely oblivious to the slivernette with bits of food dripping off his face. She chuckled though her laugher died upon hearing the words, "the spiders are dead"
Her blood ran cold. Spiders. That was the nickname kuroro gave the troupe. DEAD. She breathing quicken as her heart rate increased, no kuroro couldn't be dead, she'd spoken to him, he's strong, he wouldn't die so quickly. Her shoulders started to shake as tears threaten her eyes at the loss of her brother.
She completely miss killua getting his revenge, to wrapped up in her thoughts as kuroro words drifted to the surface of her chaotic thoughts, no one died. The bodies are fake.
The bodies are fake. The bodies are fake. The bodies are fake. The bodies are fake.
She repeated like a mantra over and over again in her mind. To calm herself down and control the madness wanting to be released.
"Sinea?"
"The bodies are fake" she stated standing. Wanting, no, needing to leave the group.
"What?" the boys gave her confused looks. Leorio noticed her paling skin and shaky nature and took action.
"Sinea, let's get you back your still recovering! I cannot let you get even more ill!" The male stated, leading her away while asking a number of questions, pestering her like a mother hen. Gon and killua exchanged some confused but worried looks before continuing with their food fight. Kurapika watched the artists retreating back before shaking his head, shaking away the doubtful thoughts and turning his attention back towards the young boys full of energy.
X time skip X
The heist was over and done with, the bodies laid out as traps, the predictions writ and read. Even the altered one. And now two males stood face to face with masked faces. "We need to speak" stated the raven head to the other male.
"Is that so?" questioned the red head, a playful tone lining his voice.
Kuroro Lucifer, adopted brother of sinea stood in front of Hisoka, the magician and person of significate interested to sinea. They stood by opposite walls in a crumbling building the spider was using as there hideout.
"You kill without thought or mercy?" kuroro questioned watching the red head carefully.
Hisoka raised an eyebrow with amusement as he played with the cards in his hands, "without question"
"No matter who it was?"
There was a paused before the magician answered gold hues narrowing at the man before him, "no matter"
"Will you kill sinea then?"
Silence descended on the pair, Hisoka hands frozen in shuttling as he smiled a sickening smile that didn't reach his eyes as the tension grew between the pair. Internally kuroro smirked at his reaction but kept his mask of indifference.
"The artist from the other day? Wouldn't that little thing be more useful alive?" the red head finally responded returning to the shuttling cards.
"I thought you said you would kill without thought?" kuroro countered. As the red head remained silent. "No matter" he continued, "I do not want her dead, don't worry."
Hisoka left out a barely audible sigh, "though" he tensed up at the man's words, "if harms comes towards her on a personal level…" kuroro dark hue harden staring indirectly into his golden ones, "they will be consequences"
Kuroro turned, his coat fluttering in the wind he'd created as he walked away. Leaving Hisoka leaning on the stone cold wall, understanding the hidden message behind there little chat. Hisoka chuckled, running a hand though his red hair, "I wouldn't dream of it"
to be continued...
oh my god! i didnt realised how long it has been since i updated this book...
i am soo sooo sorry!
uni has been chaos, i have one more assignment to done then a trip to Thailand...
afterwards i gonna sort a schedule thingy, i cant leave you guys hanging again!
sooo what do you think?!
wish me luck
happy hunting xxx