A/N: Here is the chain assassin. Gon and Killua definitely will not come into play, I apologize to their fans. I haven't decided whether or not to include Leorio yet.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Every momentary beep from the cardio monitoring system is reassuring to Senritsu, because it means that Kurapika is very much well and alive. Her patient eyes run over his delicate features, a symptom of tragic beauty. She puts her hand on his forehead to check his temperature. Normal. His facial expression is relaxed, asleep under the influences of the anesthetics the doctor gave him. Overall, he's doing well - recovering stably.
Senritsu smiles, revealing even more so her buck teeth. This is good. She sighs, and sits down. Personally, if she knew she has any hope of being more than a friend to this adolescent, she most likely would. However, her appearance has been reduced to that of a strange, bald elf, after hearing only one note of a piece of music composed by the devil. For now, she is satisfied with staying by his side whenever he wants her there, being the calming guidance she knows that the rest of his friends can not provide.
She can not help but to remember how this has come to be.
They were having lunch together, casually, at the Nostrad Mansion, discussing various opera plays that they had seen with Neon. The girl mostly likes comedy, as she is too impatient to go through with the angst involved in a tragedy. He was laughing at this point that she made, when suddenly, his expression changed completely. His Kuruta eyes went red; he was gasping for air. Before Senritsu could rush to his side, he had collapsed on the table.
Fortunately for him, Neon came out of her room at that moment and called her doctor for the unconscious chain assassin. She watched him being shipped to the nearest hospital without much ocassion.
She told Senritsu that, after thinking it over for a few hours, she decided that no matter how much she mused, her ability would never come back, so she came out to get something to eat. She would love to please daddy, but she doesn't worry herself much over it if she really can't. After suggesting a chocolate cake to the princess, the musician quickly followed the ambulance.
Dr. Erudio concluded an hour ago that there was nothing physically wrong with the boy. As a nen user himself, however, he was able to use Gyo to see that Kurapika's nen was unstable - for what reason, he does not know. He did notice, however, that a lot of the assassin's nen is concentrated around his heart. He also suggested that the patient should be kept for a few days for further examination. Senritsu thanked him for the diagnosis, and so he exited the room.
Presently, she is shaken out of her thoughts by the figure stirring, then tossing, in bed. Finally, he sits up to eye her questioningly. "The hospital? What happened?"
"I'm asking you. You just fainted right in the middle of our conversation." He pulls off the sensors connecting him to the monitor. Kurapika rubs his forehead with the base of a hand, closing his eyes to minimize the light. Then his eyes fly open again.
"The leader of the Spiders. He used Jyonen to remove my nen." His eyes glow that eerie shade of blood red again. Because the rest of his face holds no malice, it makes him look ghostly, with a formidable blank stare. "I must do something about it."
Ending Notes: I wonder what he would do, don't you? His style is so desperate. Who should speak next, one of the good guys or the villains? Who do you like better? Please review!