This was fun to make up, hope I get to continue it in the future when I have time!
Police cars surrounded the museum as they awaited for the designated time on the card to strike, cops standing around checking that everything was ready for that night.
"Eleven thirty-five, huh?" Kurapika mumbled to himself, holding the advance notice the owner of the building had received this morning. Kurapika gritted his teeth. This wasn't the first time he had to deal with a case like this. The ever elusive phantom thief that went by the name of Lucifer had decided to make his next target a painting located on the third floor of the museum, which was currently being guarded by the supposed best of the best in the area. Kurapika knew somewhere in the back of his head that they wouldn't be enough to stop the thief.
"Officer Kurta!"
Kurapika looked behind him to find Melody with two other police officers following her as they approached him.
"You've got permission to go into the building before the rest of us." she informed him, the other officers moving to take Kurapika's position at his police cruiser. After sharing a look with Melody, he nodded his thanks and ran off to the museum, grateful that she had done that for him.
Once inside and on the third floor, Kurapika was greeted by guards who let him through with a flash of his badge. He was halfway to the wanted treasure when all of the lights in the museum went out, the guards behind him shouting in alarm. Despite his temporary blindness, he wasted no time in sprinting to where the painting was.
He ran down a few hallways and then finally stopped in front of the last display case at the end of hall, the glass containing the wanted painting. He panted as he stared at it in a vague interest through the darkness. He knew he had seen this painting many times before in his own free time, but he had never really stopped to admire it, more interested in the artifacts around it. Now, however, he realized that this piece was just as important as the rest of the other displays in the museum and it wouldn't be the same without it.
"Pardon, but I do believe you are in my way."
Kurapika turned around to find a man in all black with the top of his face covered by his mask and the bottom of his face holding a teasing grin on his lips.
"Phantom Thief Lucifer."
"Officer Kurta."
They both stared at each other for a while, Kurapika listening intently on whether or not any guards would be coming, and Lucifer seeming to act like he had all the time in the world. After what seemed like forever, Kurapika raised an eyebrow at him.
"The guards?"
"Asleep." the phantom thief answered simply, flashing him a quick smile.
"Figured as much." Kurapika muttered under his breath, pulling out his batons from their place underneath his jacket.
Lucifer just watched as Kurapika got ready to attack, and dodged him when he gave a few swipes at the phantom thief's sides.
The hallway, being as narrow as it was, gave Kurapika little room to widen his attack range, but he managed to land a few blows onto the man in black. They went on like that for a while before they ended up in their original spots, staring each other down again.
Kurapika took a quick glance at his wristwatch to see that only five minutes had passed since he had reached the third floor.
"Impossible!" Kurapika breathed to himself, only to gain the full attention of the man in front of him. He needed to only delay Lucifer enough so that the police officers outside realized that there was something wrong, but it seemed way too long for them to not notice the lights going out like this…
"The police outside?" He heard himself ask, almost afraid of the answer that he would receive.
"I thought you'd never ask." Lucifer replied smoothly, his eye glinting in amusement. "They're asleep too."
Kurapika grit his teeth and could do little else when the phantom thief was suddenly in front of him, pushing him into the wall besides the glassed painting. He felt his batons get taken from him, hearing them get thrown far down the hallway and then clatter against the floor as they landed.
Lucifer regarded the blonde before him, eyes roaming over his features, the phantom thief's dark eyes having an odd glint in them that Kurapika couldn't place.
"You act like you've never seen me before." Kurapika said, trying to seem unfazed by the way he was being stared at.
Lucifer looked up at Kurapika and their eyes met for a split second before the phantom thief captured the blonde's lips in a kiss, grabbing onto his shoulders as Kurapika's eyes widened in shock. He felt his hands reach up and grab at the other man's coat, his eyes closing shut against his will.
Then he felt the other man's lips trail down to his jaw and kiss there as well and Kurapika tried his best to stop a moan from welling up in his throat, though he was unsuccessful when Lucifer went from kissing to sucking on the middle of his jawline. The moan came out loud and haughty as it echoed down the hall, both of them stopping what they were doing in surprise as Kurapika's eyes opened wide in horror at the noise that had emanated from him.
Lucifer pulled back from Kurapika and looked at him with a mixture of interest and concern, but before the blonde could comment on it, the thief turned down the hallway, walking past the batons on the floor that he had thrown down earlier.
"Wait, Lucifer! Weren't you here for the painting?" Kurapika called after him, mentally berating himself for possibly bringing the phantom thief's attention back to the artifact.
The dark haired man stopped at the end of the hall, turning to look back at the blonde officer with a smile.
"You're mistaken Officer Kurta, I got exactly what I came here for. And by the way, it's not Lucifer, it's Lucilfer."
And with that, the taller man disappeared, the lights in the building all turning on simultaneously. Looking back at the painting to make sure it was still there, Kurapika ran back to where he last saw the guards to check their pulses. After confirming that they were indeed just asleep, he began his report back to his department via phone call.
~.o.~
"Kurapika, listen to this! The head of the main department is here!" Melody told him excitedly, taking the papers he was writing from underneath his hands. "He came here to see you!"
Kurapika looked up at her, startled that she took his papers and also that he was being visited by anyone, nonetheless someone so important as the head of the police force.
He got up from his desk to see a large crowd surrounding a dark haired man who seemed to be trying to reach his office. Kurapika walked towards the crowd and Melody followed after him, both of them curious as to exactly why the dark haired man came to visit.
When they got close enough to the crowd, the man seemed to notice them and excused himself from the people around him, the group sadly dispersing when seeing that Kurapika was there. When they were mostly all gone, the dark haired man looked at him smiling.
"You're Kurapika correct? The one who single-handedly stopped the phantom thief from stealing the painting the other day?"
Kurapika felt himself blush at the exaggeration and mumbled "I suppose so." under his breath, earning him a laugh from the other man.
"Well it's nice to meet you Kurapika! I was originally going to send a congratulations letter but I felt like getting out of the main department today." He said, shrugging as if running off from his work was a typical thing he did.
Kurapika stared at him, then tilted his head, a feeling of nostalgia plaguing his thoughts. Had they already met before?
"What might your name be? I do believe I haven't caught it yet." the blonde asked instead, earning a gaping look from Melody (whom he assumed already knew the other's name) and an amused look from the police head.
"Chrollo Lucilfer." he replied, watching the blonde's face expectantly.
Kurapika immediately looked up at the taller man in shock, finally realizing why he felt like he knew him already. This man, the one in charge of all of the police forces in this country, was a phantom thief. He tried to think of something to do or say but was only thinking himself in circles.
Chrollo touched Kurapika's cheek, bringing the blonde out of his trance of thinking, and then brought his fingers down to his jawline and traced it from the back to the front of it, lifting the blonde's chin a bit higher when he got to the front so that he could make eye contact with him.
"I see you've healed well, or at least, are decent at cosmetics." Chrollo said lowly, enough that only Kurapika could hear him, the taller man winking when Kurapika's face heated up from the memory of seeing a hickey on his jaw that morning and having to apply makeup on it for it to not be visible at work.
"Well, I should probably return back to the office before they realized I left." Chrollo announced rather joyfully despite the change in mood, turning on his heel to walk out the front doors.
Melody looked like she wanted to ask what had happened, but refrained, trying to gauge the blonde's mental state. Kurapika clenched his jaw. This man was not going to get away with making a fool out of him.
"Lucifer!"
The police head stopped in surprise and turned to look at Kurapika, tilting his head in question.
"Lucifer, he will be caught." the blonde said with determination, despite his face still being flushed from embarrassment.
Chrollo only smiled mischievously, eyes glinting with the prospect of a challenge.
"I look forward to the day you do so Officer Kurta."