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After the short yet long weekend, it's always ideal to have a fresh start for the days to come. A peaceful Monday morning is always the best thing to have at the beginning of a school week. No disturbances, except for the occasional chirping of the birds and rustling of the leaves.
And she desperately needed that day to be today because Kurapika was tired. Very tired. She had tagged along with her group of friends during the weekend and it drained her dry.
Knowing her spiky black-haired friend, Gon, he has an unbelievable amount of stamina and an unquenchable thirst of curiosity. Of course, this could be said the same for Killua, an equally cheeky brat. And both of their mischievousness could rival a... monkey? ...Nah, how about squirrel? A puppy, then?
...
In any case, both are too energetic for her and Leorio, who was literally panting for his dear life and his continued (failure) attempt on letting both of them stay still. She chuckled lightly as she recalled Leorio's flushed face from running around, trying to catch both Gon and Killua.
They went to an extremely large forest.
Last Friday, Gon said that he found something very interesting when he was exploring around the area and so pleaded to all of them to come with him. Killua, who was always following Gon everywhere, in a heartbeat, agreed to join in his friend's adventure.
Kurapika had no problem and so, also agreed to go with. However, Leorio had his medical exam coming up and was about to refuse but then, Gon and Killua whispered something to him in both of his ears. She knew it was something and she did not want to know what it was. After all, these stuff they whisper to one another's ears, especially boys, are expectantly... naughty at best and embarrassing at worst.
Whatever it was they whispered to him, made him look like a plum tomato which had somehow confirmed her suspicion.
Since she always is and always will be an honorable girl, she didn't think about these stuff and whatever they were continually chattering to each other. So, as a polite girl, she stood patiently near a door which lead to her classroom.
They had different classes, classmates (except for Killua and Gon) and teachers but, they surely had one strong, tight bond with each other. Everyday was fun because they shared their moments together; happy and sad.
'I really have good friends...' She thought to herself happily. Leorio, who finally agreed to take part in their adventure, due to the uncountable amount of teasing from Killua and Gon though it was mostly innocent on latter's part. The group were looking forward to their plans on the weekend.
Although it was quite a challenge in 'taming' the wild beasts in their group which took most of their time, it was still an enjoyable adventure for both the adults. But, Kurapika couldn't help but sigh at the amount of effort of her and Leorio trying to keep both at their line of sight.
They will be always children in her eyes.
"Hey, Kurapika!"
Kurapika recognised that childish, happy-go-lucky voice. Well, who couldn't. She is, after all, Neon Nostrade - the rich heiress of the Nostrade Family belonging to the Mafia Community. She is, indeed, the ideal girl as a girlfriend, a friend and as a perfect example to other girls.
Her accurate fortunes hadn't only earned her some fans from Mafia leaders and most male students but also from her personality, wealth and beauty. Most because of a certain group called the "Phantom Troupe". If she had also caught their attention then, she would really become a really important figure to both the underworld and the normal world.
But, Kurapika is different. More like special. Because she doesn't aspire to become like Neon, she's grateful for who she is and how she is and some people admire her because of that. And Neon, who is considered the most popular girl in school, befriended her. Kurapika, who was unable to reject her proposal of friendship, accepted it whole-heartedly.
Therefore, both were constantly seen together in class. Except during break and after-school activities or revision which Neon will never, in her whole life, attend. The reason being that she'd 'rather spy on someone than do all the maths stuff'. Kurapika encouraged her to study and stay with her during revision sessions, and that it's not just maths that their revising on.
Clearly, Neon is absolute stubborn (and spoiled) girl as she let all those reason Kurapika had given her to fall on deaf ears or probably make it pass the other ear.
"Good morning, Neon." Kurapika greeted back with a moderate voice. She turned to look behind Neon and, as usual, could see an expensively large limousine right behind her. She smiled lightly at the blue-haired girl, "I see that you still come to school with your limo."
Neon widened a smile to the point her eyes were closed, "But of course!" The said girl suddenly grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the gate of the school, passing by some students who were also going to the main body of the school before the school bell rings.
Kurapika gave out some slight protest of slowing down, but Neon simply ignored it. Eventually, them both went to their classroom and the first ones to arrive out of everyone in the class. Kurapika and Neon were in the same class including the 'Phantom Troupe' members who, in Kurapika's opinion, were rebellious, for the lack of better words.
And Senritsu, who befitted her own name as 'Melody', was the club president for the classical music club. She was also known as the 'mother' of the class, metaphorically speaking, and occasionally gave out advices to classmates who were confused, or lost, in everything. Be it school issues, family problems, love life etc. What's kinda scary is that she can solve their problems in her first try. She should become a real mother.
Kurapika would've been very satisfied her whole life with Senritsu as her mother. Unfortunately, life isn't like that.
"So Neon, what happened?" Kurapika didn't miss Neon's too energetic personality. It reminded her of Gon and Killua and by doing so, made her groan and she let out a tiring sigh. Neon, on the other hand, didn't seem to notice Kurapika' sigh, or she probably decided to ignore it, and continued on with her sparkly eyes with her barely containing her excitement and readying to explode herself any second now.
Neon, if correctly guessed, squeaked out a girly sharp shriek. Kurapika tried her best to prevent her eardrums from bursting (just like Porcupine) but didn't cover her ears so as to not look rude at the 'wild' Neon in front of her. Geez, she's exactly like Gon and Killua! After a few minutes of her almost-endless screaming that the whole school might heard, she finally told Kurapika her reason.
Kuroro had asked her out.
Famous for his looks, intelligence, and charms, Kuroro Lucifer was a man not to be trifled with due to the influence he has on people around him ranging from politicians to strangers in the streets, making matters worse when his Troupe's around him every second.
('Cause if you do, you're asking for a death wish. You'd rather prefer being burnt in hell, than picking a fight with them.)
Older women were very much willing to break-up with their boyfriends just to be with Kuroro and some of the Troupe members, mostly Shalnark, Phinks and Feitan were also having similar situations. And yes, they're extremely handsome and the girls are stunningly beautiful.
Shocked, Kurapika was left speechless. Not because of jealousy of taking her friend away from her, or annoyance at the fact that the b****** chose her instead of someone else that doesn't have any connection to both of them. But because Neon knew that he was notorious for his dangerous antics of... everything! From doing dangerous pranks to others, which he finds funny only to himself, to stealing things from other people with his Troupe and that's a criminal offence for Pete's sake!
She knew and she accepted it! Why?!
Kurapika tried her hardest to calm her nerves down. She was equally shocked that Kuroro had asked Neon out because he was never seen with a girl aside from the three girls in the Troupe; Machi, Pakunoda and Shizuku. And some fangirls of his (Yes, he was indescribably popular in and out of school) claimed he was never interested in dating someone, saying it was 'too troublesome to take care of others'.
Neon understood Kurapika's predicament and she knew she needed answers. Fast.
"Kurapika..." Neon started out slowly, making sure that her friend won't snap and tear everything out of anything because she knows Kurapika can be irrational like that. As Neon had expected, Kurapika slowly turned her friend, a tint of understanding and anger reflecting in her now velvety-coloured eyes which turned brown the second Kurapika's eyes turned Scarlet.
Neon definitely missed her chance on seeing one of the most beautifully claimed treasures of humanity. The Scarlet Eyes of the Kurta Clan.
Kurapika, who calmed down at last, looked at Neon, waiting for her to continue. And Neon did so. "I've liked Kuroro since I saw him." Kurapika still looked, to be accurate 'stared', at Neon. Don't they all say the same thing... And Kurapika tried not to roll her eyes since it would be disrespectful to her friend and she continued listening to Neon's story.
"When I had an argument with my father, I ran away from the house. And Kuroro, who was coincidently there, was the one who saved me from being ran over by a truck." Kurapika still looked (stared) at Neon. Kurapika couldn't help but think that this situation was... too cliché! Was it love at first sight for her? Kurapika's watched too many drama's (courtesy of a friend of hers: Neon) and it just doesn't fit with reality.
It's like eating crude oil and chicken together. It doesn't particularly taste nice, does it?
Kurapika sighed when Neon had finished her short story. Naturally, Kurapika didn't ask what prompt her to run away or what made her cross the street without looking that a truck was there and what even started the argument with her father. After all, Kurapika detests invading privacy and prying. Since it's something she hates, she'll never do it.
Kurapika sighed for, at least, the third time. "Fine!" Neon giggled and was bouncing about happily as Kurapika had given her approval of Neon's and that b******'s relationship. "However, you must promise me one thing." In return, Neon listened to Kurapika intently. Neon knew that Kurapika was trying her best to look out for her as well as the 'two brats' and she was eternally grateful to her. And so, she would respect and accept whatever condition Kurapika would have for her.
The blonde cared for Neon like a spoiled sibling. Though, she doesn't have the money and power to let her get whatever she wants, she looked out for her every moment she can. And Neon can be annoyingly stubborn so, she didn't have a choice but to let her get what she wants. She looked at Neon seriously this time, determination burning in Kurapika's eyes.
"When you think you're not safe or when you feel something's wrong, don't hesitate to come to me."
The Phantom Troupe had been thrown in confusion.
Kuroro knew what they've been wanting to ask since the weekend but, as always, he must say everything important at the right time, place and manner. Not that anybody wanted to complain, though. They were used to their leader's habit of sometimes leaving bits out from them. For a good reason.
And this was one of them.
Being the cool and collected leader of the Troupe, he casually reads one of the books that had caught his interest which he bought from the public library. Don't misunderstand, he's just trying to blend in the crowd and be civil. Of course, he is and never will be a good guy as the cash he used to buy the book was stolen money from an uncooperative 'friend' of theirs in the raid two night's ago.
"Danchou!" A gruff and loud voice greeted Kuroro to which he recognised that it was coming from Uvogin. Kuroro looked up from his book, knowing that he was going to be asked about his certain 'decision'. Of what? They knew already - going out with Neon Nostrade. Of why? He was going to tell them sooner or later. And if they were so curious and wouldn't wait patiently like Uvo then, he knew, they would look for answers.
But now, he would leave them hanging for the meantime because it would ruin his discovery as well as his excitement. It also brought up tension to the Troupe as to why he made that decision. There were some bets flying around the members, each giving logical reasons and reasonable money (which in their terms, millions of jenny). It was Phinks who proposed the idea of betting on what reason Kuroro did that for.
There were many reasons but, they knew each and everyone of them since childhood, except for a certain clown, and so all of them were confident that they knew, or were close to knowing , Kuroro's reason for doing so. Phnks said that it was because the Troupe had to get closer to the Mafia Community and then destroy them to bits, although they can do it in a 'flashy' way, it was more fun sneaking up on them.
Most of them agreed on Phinks valid point, however, they knew it was something deeper than that. And so, the bet contest continued, each and every one of them testing their analysis skills and logical thinking. Their actions amused Kuroro. He had to admit that they were never really the kind of group that were close in general activities.
They were loyal subordinates to their boss and they followed him and carried out his orders without question. But, they cared for each other as acquaintances - friends to be exact. Seeing them like this; bickering, arguing, getting their points across and sometimes having a friendly chat without getting at each other's throats was something kinda new for him to see.
Pakunoda looked at her watch and consequently, to Kuroro. "Danchou, it's time." Everyone halted whatever they were doing. They knew it was time for school. It was annoying but they had to go for their carer's sake, especially.
They immediately stood and geared themselves up. Uniforms on and the necessities picked up, such as money for food. They hadn't carried any bags because Nobunaga had complained about carrying the bags all day and everyone had come into an agreement that they wouldn't bring any bags with them. Besides, they were very intelligent and they would pass any exams that would suddenly get thrown in their face with flying colours.
Without delay, the Phantom Troupe left their hideout for another refreshing start of a school week.
Hello people!
I've started a new story because I currently don't have any motivation on continuing both "For better or for worse?" and "The Sweets Princess". And, Hunter X Hunter has been bugging me all this time. I replayed the episode where there were many Phantom Troupe and Kurapika moments and then I just fell in love with the KuroKura pairings.
I've also read several KuroKura fanfic stories and I was inspired to write a KuroKura fanfic because of the stories I read were beautifully written and was planned out really well. I was left speechless... And so, I had dreams about what's going to happen and all those things needed in the story.
Unfortunately, I don't have any plans, at all, on planning the story out because doing that tires me and when I follow a script my mind says its wrong. Basically, I'm following whatever my mind tells me to do and let my fingers do the typing by itself.
Anyway, I'm extremely sorry for my dear readers who are currently waiting for my other stories to be continued. As I've said before, I'm currently stuck, I don't know how to continue and I have no motivation to do so. I'm very sorry but, I wanted to thank you for being patient and waiting for them to have an update.
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