Roommates X Fantasies X Good Good Night
(Based off of Episode 18 of the original anime.)
Chapter 2: Sparks Fly, Blonde Pyro
Love is a grave mental disease.*
Leorio, still unsatisfied and horny, went searching for for his gorgeous roommate.
He walked in on Kurapika drenching a shipwreck with gasoline.
"Cleaning up?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Is this the Kuruta ship?" Kurapika had found a famous family heirloom in a Kuruta shipwreck earlier that day when everyone was diving for treasure. Leorio figured that if Kurapika was anything to go by, Kurutas did not shipwreck often, so this ratty galleon must be it.
In fact, Leorio realized, this was probably the closest he would ever get to meeting Kurapika's folks. He was tempted to take a look around, assure them that Kurapika was in good hands, have a quiet chat about marriage, but pyromania seemed like a rather private hobby.
"I was worried about you," Leorio said cautiously, "but I guess I'm just getting in the way. See you…"
"Leorio."
Leorio froze. His name on those lips was a potent spell.
"Can you…lend me a light?"
"Will matches do?" And then Leorio tossed the blonde pyromaniac a book of matches, while they stood together in a gasoline-drenched, wooden room.
Naturally, Kurapika set everything on fire.
"Eyes of fire," the boy muttered darkly, pacing about the flames, "Eyes of fire."
Gosh, he's cute, Leorio thought, gazing at his friend fondly.
"When the Kuruta become passionate, their eyes become scarlet," Kurapika explained.
Passionate?
Leorio kissed Kurapika so hard, his lips buzzed, numb with touching.
"Ohhhhh," Kurapika moaned. "Ohhhhhh! Ahhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Harder Leorio, harder! Ahhhhh!"
The bed-springs squeaked like a colony of angry hamsters chanting their rage in one powerful, reedy voice.
Sloppily kissing Kurapika's jaw, Leorio threaded his fingers through the boy's hair as Kurapika wrapped his legs around Leorio's hips. Beads of sweat glittered on Kurapika's skin; they tasted, miraculously, exactly like strawberry gummy bears.
"Leorio…" Kurapika gasped. "I'm—I'm coming…!"
With a final manly thrust of Leorio's hips, Kurapika screamed like a woman and things were suddenly stickier between them. By the light of the afterglow, Leorio gazed at his lover. The boy's lips were parted, his pale face flushed with pleasure, and his eyes, though half-lidded, were clearly scarlet.
Scarlet with passion for his lover.
Leorio felt a little breathless.
Kurapika was pushing against his chest and it felt really good.
Though there was an awful amount of smoke...
"Leorio! Get off the ship! Why are you always so ridiculously…?" And then Leorio felt himself rise and fly away from the smoke and flames to higher ground. Kurapika unceremoniously dumped him on the rocks.
A bellowing cry rang through the cove, startling birds to flight.
Leorio rose to his feet. "That's the burial steam whistle," he said, matter-of-factly. He did not wonder how it knew to sound for Kurapika's dead. With Kurapika, he expected the skies to grow red, the very moon to bleed, if Kurapika sorrowed.
Kurapika was magic…
…Even if he was a little weird.
As if on cue, Kurapika proceeded to throw the priceless Kuruta family heirloom far, far out to sea. It twinkled a melancholy farewell.
"I'll get the Phantom Brigade with these hands," Kurapika said. "I'll get all of the stolen eyes back."
Leorio wondered what Kurapika would do with all those eyeballs afterward. Return them to their owners? Talk to them? Bury them in little mahogany coffins? Drench them in gasoline and burn them too?
It all seemed rather futile, Leorio thought. An immature, little-boy's dream of revenge.
But all he said was, "You'll need to be a Hunter to do that. You'll be a wonderful hunter."
Later, whenever Leorio thought of Kurapika, he saw the boy as he did that moment: In the darkening bay, looking up at him with a small, shy smile.
If he concentrated on that image long enough, he could almost feel the tug of Kurapika's fingertips on his sleeve, urging him to follow along, wherever they were going, together, into the dark.
"Thank you, Leorio," Kurapika said.
(Does that mean you'll let me have sex with you? Leorio wondered.)
Author's Note:
* quote by Plato.
I think there's one more chapter in this baby. ^^ You know, the most slashed moment in all of HxH history:
When Leorio walks out of the shower and Kurapika screams?