Synopsis :
What will happen if our beloved wizards of Fairy Tail were transported into the world of Hunters? When a heart-broken Gray Fullbuster meets the ever so cold Kurapika Kuruta, what could possibly go wrong? Everything. Love, jealousy, hatred and vengeance, all be tangled up together and is there an possible way to untangle it? Chains are supposed to connect things, right? And ice is supposed to freeze things. What will happens if the ice clashes with even colder chains?
A/N : This is a cross-over of Fairy Tail and Hunter X Hunter, obviously and the pairing is Gray/Kurapika. Why did I chose to do this pairing? The reason is simple, they're just my favorite characters. I'm not good writing fluffy romance stories – I'm never a romantic person – so please be warned. Please don't flame, or else I'll make you regret that you ever did. Kind, constructive comments are very much welcomed, though.
Disclaimer : I own totally nothing but this perverted, nonsensical brain of mine. Please don't sue me, I won't be able to keep my hands from killing if you do. Just kidding.
Warning : English isn't my native language, and I'm never really good at it, so please bear with , OOCness, very Kurapika-centric, kinda Gray-centric, but Erza is has a big role too, and Juvia – later
It was rather a hot day, the sun was being overly-generous and sharing it's warmth and light, unconsciously almost burning some living things in process. No wind was blowing, no moisture can be felt in the air and no plants were present to give off some cool air. All that can be seen was sand, some sand, and some more sand, for it was a desert.
Six figures can be seen walking, while two cats – or should I say exceeds – were flying in the dry air. A blonde teenager, who had her hair in low twin-tails walked as she fanned her face with her hands – an effort not to die just yet. The blonde had huge brown eyes, with thick lashes, a normal complexion any other teen would have and a curvy body with somewhat huge boobs. She desperately tried not to faint there, for she didn't want to leave the trouble of carrying a young woman to her friends.
"Are you really sure it's here? There's a chance that the fortune telling crystal doesn't even exists," she asked at no one in particular. The others around her didn't even bother to look at her, too busy trying to cool themselves. "I'm sure it's here," came a short reply from a woman with straight, long red hair. The woman was slightly taller than the blonde by a few inches, and was wearing a heavy-looking armor on top of a white blouse, and a short dark blue skirt.
The aura she gave off was of someone charismatic and strict, yet so kind and soft at the same time. Among all the others, she seemed like the only one who still managed to look calm in the extreme weather. "Is it always this hot here?" this time, a young man with nothing but a pair of black shorts said. The young man was quite well-built, with a messy lock of spiky dark blue hair around his slightly pale skin and a pair of narrow cold blue eyes. Proudly painted on his chest was a dark blue logo of the most infamous guild in the city, not only known for their achievements, but well, for their destructive and noisy attitude.
Unconsciously, one of his hands slid on his shorts, slowly pulling down the last piece of the offending cloth on his body but a hand came hitting his face a bit too hard and stopped him immediately. "Don't you dare pull that off!"the red-head said. The bluenette looked away, trying his very best to hide the obviously hurt expression on his face. The pain on his now red forehead was nothing compared to the pain in his heart, slowly killing him.
It's sad, being hit by your first and only love, but it hurted even more, remembering how gentle the red-haired woman was to her lover. He'd been keeping his feelings towards the armored young woman walking along side him for seven years now – not even counting the seven years they'd lost in the Tenroujima Island – but never once the red-head even look at him the way he always looked at her. He didn't want to break the shaky friendship they had, so he decided to hold back any desires and feelings he had towards the oblivious woman.
His small, weak heart was ruthlessly shred into tiny pieces when the woman announced that she was getting married to her childhood friend – who even tried to kill her once, not to mention – but despite the utterly sad feeling flooding through his chest, he still gave her a convincing smile and congratulated her. He himself had never thought he would become such a great actor, who can even embarrass those award-winning actors out there.
No one ever knew about his suffering, he always acted cool in front of them, but behind them he let those tears fall and wished that it was all just a nightmare. He loved the woman so much, he wanted her to live a happy life for she had suffered long enough. But sometimes, the greedy and selfish part of him just wanted very badly to crush their relationship into pieces.
He had to hold back those feelings and just watch them cruelly breaking his heart over and over again, for he knew better than to destroy someone's life. He'd felt his life being destroyed so many times; the time when Deliora killed everyone he knew, the moment Ur sacrificed herself for everyone and many more that he really didn't want to watch the others feel it.
It hurts so much; he lost so much persons from his live, his love was there, so close beside him yet so far away, unreachable. He wondered, was he just cursed or something? But no, he was a positive man, he wouldn't forget all those blissful times he had just because a few hurtful events. But sometimes, just sometimes, the pain was so unbearable he just wanted to leave this cruel world.
"Look! I think there's something there!" said the blonde woman, Lucy, snapping the young man out of his dark thoughts. They quickened their pace and ended up standing before a heavy-looking door laying on the sandy ground. The door seemed to be made of stone, of hundreds of ages, framed by a stone frame with something of a foreign language written all over it. None of them could read the language, but even if they can, it would still be impossible to decipher the message for there were missing parts, every here and there.
"What's this?" said a pinkette with messy spikes on his head. The pinkette had a pair of big slit eyes and was wearing a black outfit, sleeveless on one side and long-sleeved on the other side and a pair of baggy white cotton pants. The pinkette suspiciously stared at the old door lying before them as his hands reached for the golden knob of the door but was slapped in the hand by a certain blonde's hand. "Wait! We don't even know if it's dangerous. I have a really bad feeling about this," she said as she slowly removed her hand that lay on the man's rough ones.
The man, who obviously never heard of the phase 'curiosity kills the cat', stubbornly turned the door knob, earning a few panicked shouts from his nakamas. A blindingly bright light was emitted from the now ajar door and their screams was the last thing ever heard at that desert on that fateful day.
GRAY'S POV
Have you ever opened a window in a flying aeroplane? Do you know what it feels like to be sucked out through the open window? Well, that's what I'm feeling at this moment. Right after that idiotic buffoon – a.k.a Natsu Dragneel – opened that damned door, the next thing we knew was that we're sucked into it before we can even blink once.
It was a rare feeling, it felt like everything around you were swirling and it feels like falling from the tallest building on earth with the speed faster than you should have. I was scared – who wouldn't have?! - because I wouldn't know what will happen in the end. I might just die from falling onto a hard surface, or I might even end up being here, falling through this swirling like this, forever. I didn't know what's worse but dying actually sounds good to me. I have no regrets – except the fact that my only love was unrequited – because I knew that I'd live my life the fullest, and over all, it was a happy life if I don't count in those death of people I love.
We were all screaming like mad – even the ever so great Titania who failed to even notice my love towards her was screaming because, of course, even being how strong she is, she's still a human being, after all. A beautiful woman, on top of that. After what seemed like a life-time, we finally spotted a tiny black hole, in the endless swirling. The black hole seemed to get bigger and bigger – or maybe it was just us, getting closer to it, I don't even know anymore – and after a few more minutes of falling, we found ourselves hitting a carpeted floor. We didn't die – I don't even know if I should be happy about that – and we found ourselves in a place that seemed nothing like the cheap houses we've been living at. We took our times to get up, I brushed those sand and dirts on my shorts and torso.
From the corner of my eyes, I can see Erza hitting Natsu on the head so hard that I thought – or rather hoped – that it's going to break. "Where are we?" Lucy asked, a question that obviously none of us can answer. It was quite dark, but as dark as it was, I can still see that this place we're standing at, wasn't just some place that anyone could own. The place, even though was just a hallway, was decorated with all sorts of fancy and expensive stuffs you can never even imagine buying. Three doors were lined before us, each door with a silver plaque of number on it. The hallway was wide but rather small, for it only lead to a dead end near the spot we were currently occupying.
The door on my left suddenly opened, revealing a small woman with unhealthily pale skin standing as if expecting to be attacked. She had greyish hair that reached past her shoulders, with a bald spot in the middle of her head, and a pair of scary yet somewhat loving eyes. Two small rabbit teeth peeked out from her slightly parted pale lips. It was the simple white night dress that she was wearing that gave off the impression of her real gender, otherwise I would've thought that she's a man. Without even giving us a second to explain ourselves to the small woman, another door slammed open, this time the one on the left.
A big, muscular man wearing nothing but a pair of brown trousers emerged from the room, holding a fighting stance. The man had tanned features, messy dark brown hair and eyes of the same color besides than the disturbing brown mustache on his fierce face. He seemed to be waiting for something, an order, perhaps, as he cautiously eyed us with a guarded expression marring his face. Quietly, but slowly, the last door in the middle of the two now opened doors creaked open, revealing...
An angel.
Well, it must be an angel. No one can possibly have that angelically beautiful face, being just a normal human. The person had short golden blonde hair that framed her (in Gray's POV) delicate, pretty features, a pair of big, soft grey eyes with thick, long lashes and a small, petite frame. She has pale, milky complexion and seemed to be wearing a set of green pyjama-like thing. Never once had I seen a creature as perfectly beautiful as her – believe me, I'd seen many pretty ladies before – but compared to this one standing before me, they all looked dull in comparison. Even Erza Scarlet, the woman I loved all my life seemed nothing compared to her. She still looked so beautiful, even with those sombre eyes, probably an effect of hours of crying. Crying? Who would've dared to hurt this pretty creature? Even the thought disgusted me.
I found all of my friends also staring at her, blinded by the beauty of this blonde angel. I felt like I wouldn't want to stop staring at her, even for just a while, for I was afraid that she would just disappear if I even blinked. She wore a calm yet ice cold expression as she opened her mouth and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing here?". Her voice were even colder, and it cracked – yep, she obviously had been crying for hours. Erza, being the polite one she'd always been blinked and said, "To be truthful, we don't even know. We were searching for an ancient artifact in a desert when we found an old-looking door that was soon opened by this idiot over here,"she glared at Natsu, who looked away, not daring to face the Titania's anger, "The next thing we knew, we're here".
The blonde didn't look convinced – but of course, even I wouldn't believe the story. She frowned a little, but then gave the small woman beside him an expecting look. "She isn't lying," came her feminine, soft voice saying. I released the breath I was holding and started to wonder how the woman knew. The brunette beside them relaxed a little bit and walked closer towards us. "Where are you from?" she asked, her face still with the cold expression. We exchanged glances and Lucy was the one who answered it this time, "We're from Magnolia. Have you ever heard of wizard's guild Fairy Tail?". The blonde before us tilted her head slightly, with her expression unchanging and said, "Fairy tail? Wizards? What do you mean?". I frowned and heard Erza said, "We are wizards from the guild Fairy Tail. You don't know wizards? We use our magical abilities to do security and all kind of dangerous works," Erza said as she looked at those clueless faces.
END OF CHAPTER.