Another Passing Day ＊ REVISED ＊

Chapter Twentytwo ＊ REVISED ＊

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3rd POV
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"What?! Tell me more! I need to know!" Arietta questioned in obvious mournfulness.

"It was Netero..." Silva continued, gaining my attention.

"Gramps? What about him?"

"Nothing. Forget I said anything."

"No! He made Kil do something, right?" She noticed his eyes watching her cautiously and didn't flinch, "Even if it was Gramps I'd never forgive him! Tell me!" She thrust her arms around Silva in a dramatic and sad manner, making him tense and have to recollect himself.

"I have to find out... No matter the cost." Her shaky voice was slowly getting to him, it was hard in the stiff and stoic man.

Her eyes began to water and Silva couldn't stand it anymore. The girl he'd been with since they were both young... Was now begging him for information on her beloved's death? How could he do this to someone he considered his own sister? He would do it anyways. Searching her eyes one last time, he decided to speak.

"Netero ordered him to kill... One of us." The tall man started, looking down into the 5' 6" woman's eyes.

"I know that much!" She snapped, irritation boiling inside her as she pulled away from him, "Tell me who killed him! Tell me why he had to die! Tell me what he wanted to say before he died! Tell me everything you know!" Her breathing was harsh, and she continued speaking after it had calmed, "I know that you have unlimited resources for these questions, Si(her nickname for Silva{SEA}). You can't even try to trick me."

Silva paused before speaking, as though deciding whether he should speak what was on his mind, "I'll answer one question; what he wanted to say before he died... He said this-I am just glad I don't have to kill anyone or see my wife die before me; or at all." He seemed to be holding back parts of the story. As he spoke, she noticed his voice waver. She was infuriated by this point.

"Shut up." Arietta gained his attention, "I don't want to hear another word. Why can't you just voice your thoughts like other people? No one can hold in everything! Let out your feelings! Cry if you want! No one here could stop you anyways!"

"You..."

The last word Arietta heard from Silva was that one word. You. What can it mean? There's so many things it could that it's confusing to the mind. Could he not be more specific for a woman? All these thoughts were running through her mind after he left her in the blink of an eye.

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Arietta's POV
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I'm not going to visit Gramps. I shouldn't even call him Gramps at this point... Perhaps Netero? Nah, too informal. How about Chairman Netero? That sounds better. Actually... I like this one better...

"And he told me that mop-head demented old man-who is somehow-at the top ordered Kil to kill some Zoldyck. I can't believe it!" I complained to Ging.

He really would come at the sound of my voice. It was like lightning, it was just that fast. Sometimes it's hard to believe that your friends are so loyal until you test your relationship a small bit.

"So... He's a goner? Netero, I mean." Porcupine fixed his words as he spoke off his mind.

"Yeah, but I don't plan on seeing him ever again. It's my punishment."

"Silent treatment, huh? And who's punishment? Yours or his? Just forget Netero completely while you're at it!" Ging spouted annoyed at me, fighting back my anger with his anger.

We'd been going at it like this for about two hours, but I hadn't been able to complain or explain until now.

Soon enough, he was called by another friend. Apparently he was finishing up some touches on a game or something. Greed something. Probably is worth about the same amount of money he has in the bank. Zero.

"It's not worth zero!" Growled Ging, glaring at me.

"Oh. Did I just say my thoughts out loud?" I mentally cursed, why'd I have to do this now-of all times?

"Yeah. And I have billions in my bank, by the way. I won't tell you how many though. It keeps you guessing."

"I already know how much, but I should probably keep them guessing..."

"Who?"

"No one."

I quickly told him to go and work on something worthwhile for once, and that I would find something that would distract me for now. It was a good lie, I could never find something aside from my friends that would distract me from such an event, but Ging took it and headed off.

"Take care Jahan!"

"My name is not Jahan! It's Ging! Ging Freecs! And you better remember it this time!" He shouted angrily, making me laugh.

"I already do, you stupid green porcupine!" She shouted back at him.