A/N: This is another collection of oneshots, KuroKura-centered. What the hell! KuroKura centered? Something must've gotten in my mind. Oh well, just as long as I write, it's okay. =] Well, If you want something else, I can maybe do it… just tell me. Just. Tell. Me. I'm the writing slave of all reviewers.

Btw, Kurapika is a girl here. Maybe in the rest too. No matter how much frustrations I tried to pry into the lot of hating the genderbender stuff, but it didn't fit right either, no matter how much. So I changed the 'him' to 'her' and the 'he' to 'she.' =]

And also, Kuroro and Kurapika here in the story are completely cut-off from the plot of the original itself. It's just Kuroro-the-normal-guy and Kurapika-the-normal-girl. There will be no Genei Ryodan, no killing chains, no chain assassin and skill hunter things. Just normal, like in real life.

DISCLAIMERS: I do not own HxH. I also do not own the song. I don't earn anything with this, sadly.

Kurapika was bedraggled. Her mind was nothing but a scattered lot, and her 'calming exercises' were not working either. She was tired, she was frustrated. She was completely annoyed, she was irritated. She was angry. It didn't feel right at all. She was confused.

Confused to the point that she thought her world was ripping in two.

Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor
Reachin' for the phone 'cause I can't fight it anymore

"Is there a problem, Kurapika?" Leorio once asked her out of good nature when she spaced out one dinner they were having, all four of them. Kurapika had her fork dangling from her hand, and she was staring at her plate.

"Nothing, nothing," Kurapika said, a lie completely. She took a piece of potato into her mouth and swallowed it. She grinned awkwardly to prove she was okay. Leorio nodded, accepting this.

But inwardly, Kurapika sighed. Her memories lingered, and she crumbled with every thought. She had enough, enough for everybody.

But it still continues to terrorize her tired brain.

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time

"'It's hopeless, Kurapika,'" she blurted out, thinking out loud. "'We should put an end to this madness.'" Her finger ran through the cover of her chinese notebook, with the glittering strings that ran around the spine and across the cover. It glittered with what remained of the sun's disappearing glow in the shadows, and when it finally landed down, the glitters disappeared.

"'The glitters didn't disappear, Kurapika,'" she said, remembering another of what he had said. "'They have just transferred to the sky, look.'" Her voice sounded hoarse and snobbish, and she was obviously fighting back the tears that welled up in her eyes. She felt childish that time, so utterly dumb. She was carefree and ignorant, that she missed how his reactions were.

"It hurts, you know," she said, to no one in particular. "It hurts, here." She pointed stubbornly to her heart as the tears spilled. "It hurts. Badly. You don't know."

Her musing continued on, as the rain started to fall on her sullen soul.

It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now

"The stars are beautiful tonight," she whispered as she stood outside her balcony and staring at the empty starry sky, as she had been doing for the past few hours. "I can see them, you know. Scorpio is nice today," she continued to tattle. The city was dead silent, and the wind howling was the only sound to keep her company. "Orion's even easier to spot. Do you see it too?"

Her thought suddenly paused with what she had said. A half-hearted laugh used only to ease the pain came out of her dried lips. "This is pretty ironic, isn't it? It was starry then, too. But then it rained. I wonder if it'll rain today, too."

She tried to force a smile on her tired lips. "Do you feel it too?"

Another shot of whiskey can't stop looking at the door
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind
For me it happens all the time

There was a collection of bottles on his coffee table, randomly arranged on the little space. He lay on the couch, dizzy, hazy, and lonely. His hand gripped the neck of a white-wine bottle, and his other grasped the couch so he can stay on position.

"Dammit," Kuroro hissed. "It's her fault, so why…"

-glug, glug.-

"…am I blaming myself?..."

-glug, glug.-

"…why…"

-glug, glug.-

"…am I getting hurt?"

He placed the bottle, empty, on the table, together with the other bottles he's finished this night. He was unkempt, disheveled even, with his plain white shirt crumpled and wet with the spilled beverages, and his pants already rolled up his knees. His hair was just as messy, wet with sweat.

But they weren't as cloudy and chaotic and muddled as his thoughts and emotions. He didn't know how to feel, either. He was just as confused as Kurapika. He didn't know, and from where he was, he didn't see any where to turn.

He was lost.

It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now

The two lingered on their own emotions, secretly wishing to be with the other, no matter how idiotic it may seem to a couple who had just broken apart. It wasn't normal, either, to the average standards.

If you ask Kurapika, she would say it was her to blame. She broke up with him for no apparent reason. She just didn't feel as loved as before. So one night, she said, as they watched meteors crash away, "I'm sorry. We have to break up."

If you ask Kuroro, however, he would say the blame was his. He loosened his grip on his very important treasure – which was nothing close to right. It wasn't like getting tired of her, either, it was just something completely different. So when she said, "We have to break up," he replied, "It's hopeless, Kurapika. We should put an end to this madness. Besides, this is what you want," and walked away, even if his heart urged him to stay and cries and pleads bubbled under his mouth.

That's when the rain started to pour.

For the two of them, one memory about the other would break their resolution.

woah woaaah.
Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin' at all

The pain nibbled in their hearts, making the hole the problem created grow bigger. It teared them apart, their sanity, their consciousness.

Kurapika, lost in her thoughts, took her coat and decided to walk out into the rain. Ignoring the cold that attacked her senses, she went out. "Oh, it's but a little cold," she said to herself, "I feel more cold inside."

She laughed at her stupidity. Has the event lowered her dignity to a point she talks to her own self?

Kuroro walked out, drunk, the only protection from the rain his black coat with the rebellious reversed cross. "She's caused more cold than this," he said, walking dizzy in the rain. He doesn't know where he'll find himself tomorrow, with his state, but oh, who cares?

It's a quarter after one I'm all alone and I need you now
And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now
And I don't know how I can do without
I just need you now

As if by chance, the two met each other on the road, soaked to the toe with the rain.

"Kuroro."

"Kurapika."

Eyes welling with tears, she ran and caught the drunk Kuroro in her arms. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she said. "I really am… I was irrational, it wasn't supposed to be like that…"

Kuroro smiled at her. "It's not your fault… it was my own… I shouldn't have been so insensitive. I shouldn't have thought you'd still care, I shouldn't have thought you'd-"

His explanations were cut off by warm lips that went across his own cold ones.

When she parted with him, she said, "Yes. I know."

And so they reconcile.

I just need you now (wait)

Ooo, baby, I need you now

Song: Need You Now by Lady Antebellum.