Kurapika was about to jump out of the window when Gon and Leorio reached the room.
"Kurapika!", Leorio caught his hand. "What do you think you are doing?"
Gon ran to his friend, "Leorio, look at his neck!" Leorio looked at Kurapika's neck while he pulled his comrade to stop him from falling, there was a cut.
"Gon, help me here!", Leorio pulled Kurapika's left hand.
Kurapika retaliated with a kick. Gon blocked it by swinging his fishing rod against Kurapika's feet but it still hit him. Leorio bent the blonde-haired person's hand at his back, forcing him to bow. It was when the doctor beat him at the nape that he has lost his senses.
"I must treat him. Gon, take my suitcase."
"Uhuh…" Gon nodded. He then ran to the door.
"Where are you going?" Leorio asked the boy with spiky hair while lifting Kurapika to the couch.
"I'm going to get our things, we left it at our room, right?"
"You're not leaving, look after these two wile I'll go fetch our things. That ok?"
Gon nodded and seated himself beside his comrades, looking at Leorio while he was passing the door. "Leorio, take care!"
The doctor just nodded as he closed the door behind him. The doctor ran towards their room. He slammed the door open. The open window facing the lake welcomed him. A surge of tremor crawled his body when he saw someone familiar to him, sitting on the edge of the bed. It was Pietro…
His body felt numb. All he can do was to stare at his long lost friend –the one who must have been alive if he had saved him.
"Seat beside me, Leori…" Pietro said in a normal voice.
Leorio strode backwards to avoid being lured by the fabricated image of his dead friend. "Pietro, I can't settle this now…" he ran to grab his suitcase and turned to get out of the room, "someone needs my help…"
"Someone needs your help?" Pietro repeated the phrase in a sardonic way, mocking the doctor down to his knees. "you're bound to help your friend after all…" he's now in front of Leorio, behind him – the door. "Then, where was you when I needed help?" he said with a ruffling voice.
His voice was a strain to Leorio; he didn't know how to answer his friend… He had been thinking about this a long time ago, but no answer came to his mind until the day came. He bowed his head, "I'm sorry…" was the only word he can think of.
"Do you think you can save your friend?" Pietro asked.
The statement struck him. How can he save his friend if he knows nothing? His not a licensed doctor yet, and the only thing he knew was to tend small cuts and bruises. What his friend has was a fatal slash in the neck and all he can do is call his God and pray…