Two Rivers: Beginnings

CHAPTER 14: Cold X Nostrade X Trapped

Light Nostrade walked across his floating room by the blimp's window and got himself some good wine. He was alone in the large and dark room, and he rarely wanted otherwise. He opened the fridge and chose the most expensive brand and poured it in.

What a beautiful color, he mused. He had become accustomed of such velvety colors now, but he still found the color of wine especially pleasing. Probably this was because as a young man, it was his dream to taste it for as often as he would want.

And now he had reached that goal, and more.

Nostrade's father was the right-hand man of a very powerful man in the mafia, but Light stayed with his mother and they were rarely supported with anything more than basic necessities. But, despite his father's lack of affection, they were both very proud of the man's position. Soon, he got old enough to assist his father and Light knew of the organization's exploits.

It didn't take long for him to feel immune of unnecessary emotions he initially felt when he watched someone die in front of him.

Unfortunately, Light had no exceptional physical abilities. His father felt ashamed of it and he was moved to another 'department'. It didn't take long for his companions to notice his business skills- -taking resources to their maximum potential.

Resources

Resources like his daughter.

...

Awchoo!

Neon wiped her nose with her soft velvet handkerchief, and quickly placed it on her pocket. She cursed her nose at acting-up at such a moment when she was with her body guards. Not that she cared before, but still-

She looked at Kurapika's back from the corner of her eyes, he didn't seem to notice- -or care- -and this made her frown. She was definitely pretending not to care, but she was really happy that he was the leader of the group of body guard she only he'd act a little less... constant, she supposed.

Even Dalzollene was much more emotional. And now he was replaced, but this oddly interesting boy who barely showed any interest in anything.

She wasn't happy about Dalzollene's death, of course, but it happened and there was no use thinking about it. Dalzollene had been effective, and he had been acknowledged for it.

She was a prophet, after all, and it was not her style to dwell in the past.

Soon, he left the room to have a private cellphone chat with her dad. She looked around her semi-quiet band of guards. None of them were interesting enough. Just the little one whom she saw a lot of the blonde. She ignored the little girl and looked at the Indian (whatever his name was), who in turn flinched at her stare.

"Shall we continue, Neon-sama?" Her lady in waiting, Eliza, said and she nodded. Her other play mates (other ladies in waiting) also held their cards back up.

Creak

The door opened, a minute or so later, revealing an apathetic as always Kurapika. He headed towards her and it made her insides flutter but sadly he was just going to return her phone. He made a poilte bow and announced that it was official- -he really was the leader now of her band of guards now. She did not have a doubt. He was obviously the most qualified among them, anyway. Not to mention the least boring one.

He was really cold, though... the coldest person she had ever met. It could be that it was because there was nothing about him that was venting to please her, like everybody did. But there was really just something there that was apathetic of everything.