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Disclaimer: I don't own Hunter x Hunter… but I do hope I own Hisoka (though he's not in the fic)
Even the Storm Passes
"My clothes?" he echoed as he looked down at his usual attire, the traditional garments of his prided Kuruta tribe. "What for?" he added.
"Nothing important. You will be sleeping over my room tonight." he said matter-of-factly.
"Of course, I will be staying here but I won't be sleeping, Neon-sama. It is my duty to watch over you." he replied.
"I want you to be in your night dress. I WON'T ACCEPT ANY EXPLANATION!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.
"I am sorry but I cannot leave you alone here, Neon-sama. You will have to bear with… what I am wearing."
"Okay then take those blue and yellow stuffs off you. Oh, your shoes have to go, too!" the fortuneteller ordered, her hands on her slim waist. Her eyes dropped to one of his hands. "Hey, those chains are cool! Can I have it?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"It's my… weapon." he sought for the right word to name his steel accessory while admitting defeat. He slowly took off his tribal costume and was stripped to his long-sleeved white shirt and matching pants of the same color.
Lightning flashed before the grumbling of thunder. Neon, being afraid of it since she was small screamed before sitting on the floor, her ears covered, looking like a lost child.
Beneath brown contacts, a pair of scarlet eyes was triggered at the sight of her. it made him remember of a tragic past.
Instead of her, he saw a little boy with blonde hair and scarlet eyes trembling with clashing feelings of anguish, fear, melancholy and cold…
Yes… it was also raining at that time, he noted while cautiously leaving his garments on his previous chair.
"Neon-sama…"
"I'm sorry… I'm scared of the thunder, you see." rose-colored eyes met unfeeling brown ones.
Her feet lightly shuffled with the Persian carpet as she went back to her huge bed. She climbed in and patted a spot beside her.
"Come sit here, Kurapika."
"Thank you, Neon-sama but I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"It's…" he paused to think of a word that would fit his sentence. "Inappropriate." was what he thought of using.
"What inappropriate? Come here and comb my hair!"
"But Neon-sama, that is El―" he was rudely interrupted by her.
"I don't care, dammit! I want you to comb my hair! Come! Come!" she whined.
Kurapika sighed another time. His boss sure is a brat. And she was getting on his nerves, to boot.
The black list hunter walked towards her and sat on the soft mattress. He took the comb from her hand as she faced the other way.
Her back to him, he ran his hand first through pink hair cascading down her waist.
"Neon-sama, are you sure you want me to―" another rude interruption.
"If you're damn worried about dad seeing us, it's definitely no problem! I shall take care of it so off with your work! You're making me wait!"
The blonde lightly shook his head before proceeding on to comb her hair lightly as he can, so as not to hurt her.
The silver comb ran smoothly on her crowning glory, ridding it of the few tangles it had. He did it in succession.
Silence reigned once again.
She caught his hand just before it landed on her head to glide down her hair again. She took it to rest on the opposite side of her waist. The comb silently fell on the bed.
"Neon-sama…"
"I can see right through your eyes if you must know, Kurapika." she started. Her bodyguard took on a look of bewilderment.
A/N: waa… stretches and yawns second chapter down… I know nothing much happened in here but… please read and review! Onegai! Please read and review!