Special thanks to the Co-writer PixieWombat

Kurapika's POV

"What should I do? Tell me! WHAT SHOULD I DO?!"

"Sir, I think you need to-"

"You can't understand what I'm feeling right now, and you never will! Just-just get out of here! Now!" The old man shouted at him. Kurapika could see the expression of sadness mixed with anger tacked on the man's face, and there was a tear slowly falling from one of his eyes. The old man's name was Light Nostrade, the boss of the Nostrade Familia. He had just found out that his daughter couldn't use her Nen power anymore, and he had lost a lot of money because of the fake Scarlet Eyes. He didn't know what to do.

"Wha-what are you waiting for? Now!" He needed more time to think.

"Yes, sir." Kurapika bowed to him and left.

Sighing, Kurapika lowered his head. Now what would he do?

He stepped forward towards a red couch in front of the door to his boss's room, sat down, and rested his head on the back of the couch. He shut his eyes, contemplating his next move, then slowly took his phone out of his pocket. He turned his phone on and stared at the screen for a while before clicking one of the numbers in his contact list.

Should I call and check on them? No, perhaps that's a bad idea-

"Kurapika?"

The boy glanced to his left, hearing the soft voice of one of his closest friends. She stepped closer to ask him, "How is he? His heartbeat doesn't sound so good." Senritsu walked even closer to the couch where Kurapika was sitting, and he just stared at her with a little smile on his lips.

"May I sit here?"

The Kurta boy only replied with a nod.

Senritsu found an empty space on the couch and sat there. She smiled at him, waiting for an answer to the question she asked before continuing, "After he found out what happened to Neon, I don't think he'll need us anymore-"

"What?" Kurapika interrupted, able to make his best friend a little surprised. Her shock faded when the boy continued his sentence. "He lost a lot of money because of the fake Scarlet Eyes."

"And what now? The eyes were fake... So?"

Kurapika stared at the door. "I think he needs more time to think, so I'll give him more space," he replied.

"No, no, I mean you, what will you do now? The eyes were fake, so will you still stick to the plan? You have to find all of the eyes?"

"Of course, I am, it was my first goal wasn't it? Why do you ask?"

This time the small-bodied woman stared at the door while she answered the Kurta's question. "I..." There was a small pause, "…I think that you'll need my help, besides, I am still searching for Sonata of Darkness, and I don't even know where it is. Maybe while I help you, I'll find a clue for it."

But that wasn't the only reason she wanted to help Kurapika. She was worried that her friend would do something reckless because of his need for revenge. What if Kurapika met one of the Spiders? His anger would surely overflow uncontrollably, and it was well known that with playing the flute, Senritsu could calm him. The music hunter also didn't want to lie about Kurapika's current state to his other friends, and she had promised one of them that she would look after him.

"Thank you, Senritsu, I appreciate it, but you don't have to." The boy made a pleased, yet worried face. He was really grateful to have Senritsu as a friend, but he still didn't want to put his best friend in danger.

"There is no rejection allowed, Kurapika , I am doing this because I asked, so I'm going to help even if you don't want me to." She knew that Kurapika could rarely reject her.

Suddenly they heard a click from the door in front of them. "Kurapika, Senritsu..." The older man stared at them for a while before he continued, "You can go wherever you want…"

HUH?

"...But you are still part of Nostrade, that means I'll refuse any of your reasons for resigning, plus you'll have to come whenever I call you. That's all, you can go now." He quickly said his piece, then he left them alone.

They watched their boss go towards the elevator at the edge of the hall without saying anything, surprised. Almost five minutes had passed after the old Nostrade left, and they were still blanketed in silence, but Senritsu finally broke it by softly laughing and saying, "Guess it's time for us to start searching."

-Oo0oO-

Two Months Later

He had already forgotten about his chain that had sealed Spider head's Nen, he had to focus on his main goal, to recover his clan's eyes. But the boy thought that he was too focused on his goal when he didn't even realize that there was something wrong with his Judgement Chain, which was in the heart of the man. And something was wrong with it, really wrong.

Did he already find a Nen exorcist? Or did he die? Why is this happening while I'm going to focus on my main goal? Well, as long as they ignore me, then I'll ignore them too.

"Coffee for a walk is the best. Senritsu was right, I think I should take a rest and enjoy this Sunday."

There was a park near his favorite coffee shop. Yorknew was a very crowded place, so it was very rare to find a quiet place to relax. The park was pretty quiet, that's why Kurapika liked to go there. He had meant to go, take a walk, and sip from the coffee he bought. To take a breath, and enjoy what he had done. He walked through the park peacefully until…

Until...

Until he bumped into someone taller than him that wore a black outfit. The boy almost lost control of his body and make the coffee he held fall, almost. He could see that the taller man had a book in his hand, and because of that bump, the book fell. Kurapika froze. What? He didn't see that coming?

The Kurta grabbed the book as fast as he could. He said, "I'm sorry, sir," and bowed to the man while his right hand extended to give back the book.

"It's okay, miss, it's just a book, it's not made of glass." The man smiled at him.

The Kurta wanted to smile back at him, but then he suddenly realized who he really talking to. Chrollo Lucifer. This time when he met him, the Spider head wore a casual outfit consisting of a black shirt, a dark brown coat, blue jeans, and, of course, a bandage wrapped around his forehead. Kurapika froze. This time he really did freeze. His eyes widened, his mouth opened a little. His hands started to shake and he almost shouted something at him, but wait… He felt something was wrong with Lucifer.

Fuck.

Did he just call me miss? And he smiled at me? Does he realize who he is talking to? Even though I already told him back then that I was a man, and said, "Don't be fooled with the other appearance."

Kurapika, you have to stay calm and think clearly. Is he really Chrollo Lucifer? Or are there other people who look like him? Or maybe he is Chrollo, but he forgot about me?

Luckily, the boy was wearing contact lenses.

"I'm sorry, ha-have we met somewhere, you look similar to so-someone I know," Kurapika asked shakily. He had to hold in his rage because they were still in the park, in a public area.

"I don't think so, um- miss? Um... miss, are you okay? You don't sound so good," he asked with a questioning look. He offered his hand to Kurapika and touched his shoulder. "Miss? Ah, here, take a seat." The man pushed Kurapika softly to sit on a bench near them.

"Tha-thanks," the boy replied, still sounding shaky.

What the fuck?! What the hell?! He really doesn't know who I am? Inhale, exhale. Stay CALM, Kurapika, you don't want what will happen if you let your anger explode here. HOW CAN I BE CALM?!

Right, he still had the coffee in his left hand. He moved it to his right hand and drank it, hoping to make himself a bit calmer. The man was sitting next to him and reading the book that had fallen, focused on the words and sentences that were written there. While taking another sip, Kurapika thought again. This might be a trap. Should I ask his name to make sure?

"Um, sir-"

"Um, miss-"

They spoke at the same time. The man chuckled, "Go on, you may speak first."

"Are- are you sure we haven't met somewhere? You-you look really... familiar," Kurapika said, still shaking.

"Well, I just wanted to ask the same thing to you, miss, but I don't know when or where. May I know your name? Maybe that will help," he asked with a warm, husky voice. The man finally closed his book and turned his head to Kurapika, and he smiled .

He... really doesn't remember me? And he SMILED?! Seriously, but...

"My name is Kurapika, and I'm not a 'miss', I'm a man, sir. What's yours?"

... If he really is Chrollo Lucifer, the leader of the Phantom Troupe, and he forgot who I am...

"You're a man? Ah... I'm sorry, my name is Chrollo-"

... I'll take this as a great chance to...

"Chrollo Lucifer, nice to meet you, Kurapika," he smiled.

...kill him.

- Oo0oO-

Chrollo's POV

Oof! "I'm sorry, sir," the girl said while bowing and holding my fallen book.

She sounds so… familiar? I think I have heard this voice before.

"It's okay, miss, it's just a book, it's not made of glass," I told her. Well, it's just a book, right? A book will not be damaged if it only falls from a height of one meter, so that's okay .

This girl… Have a have I met her? No?

She had short, light blonde hair with a small ponytail and beautiful blue eyes. She had a pretty body for a girl her age, her face was so, so beautiful. She wore an aqua sweater and brown pants. It was quite a match for her because it made her even cuter, and well, it was pretty rare to make me called a girl cute.

When her head tilted, we caught each other's eyes. I was really sure she wanted to say something, but she stopped moving when she saw my face. She froze, her beautiful eyes widened, her little mouth opened a bit like she wanted to say something, and her hands shook like she knew who I was. I am Chrollo Lucifer, the leader of the Phantom Troupe.

"I'm sorry, ha-have we met somewhere, you look similar to so-someone I know."

Ah, she thinks that too, that means we already met somewhere, right? But I forget when or where. Still, she doesn't sound good, is she okay?

She continued to tremble.

"I don't think so, um- miss? Um... miss, are you okay? You don't sound so good," I hold her shoulder while offering her a seat, "Miss? Ah, here, take a seat." Her shoulders are so small. Right, she's a girl.

"Tha-thanks."

I sat next to her, and there was a short silence between us as I picked up my book again.

Maybe I should be the one who asks, to see if we've already met somewhere or not yet. Well, I'll ask her name first.

"Um, sir-"

"Um, miss-"

We spoke at the same time, and I let out a small laugh. "Go on, you may speak first."

"Are- are you sure we haven't met somewhere? You-you look really... familiar," the blond asked, still shaking, although I didn't know why.

I decided to ask her name first. "Well, I just wanted to ask the same thing to you, miss, but I don't know when or where. May I know your name? Maybe that will help," I smiled at her, because I didn't want to make this atmosphere even more awkward, and do you know what her his answer was?

This.

"My name is Kurapika, and I'm not a 'miss', I'm a man, sir. What's yours?"

That name... that is the chain-user's name. This whole time I thought he was a girl, and I called him miss. Wait, he should have been angry when saw my face and shouting like, 'Die you BASTARD! Die! You already massacred my whole clan- Blah, blah, blah.' Shouldn't he have called me 'Bastard'? He even said 'thanks' to me. Did he just forget what happened between us? And even forget about me? The boy who once swore to kill me could forget me? This is not a coincidence, this is definitely fate.

"You're a man? Ah... I'm sorry, my name is Chrollo-" I pretended to be surprised about his real gender, even though I already knew that he was a man as soon as he told me his name.

"Chrollo Lucifer, nice to meet you, Kurapika," I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. Cute . I never thought that the man who murdered Uvo could be this cute.

Ah! I've got an idea, why don't I recruit him to join the Spiders? He has forgotten what happened between us, and even forgot about me, right? I can see a big potential in him, I'm sure he'll be a great Spider if he agrees to be one of us. I just have to gain his trust and be friends with him, don't I? Well, that should be easy.

I know that the story is gonna make you 'cringe, please forgive me