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Chapter 2: Kurapika is Kuroro, Kuroro is Kurapika
(Kurapika) Black, long-sleeved shirt instead of dark suit and white blouse underneath, black fitted pants instead of slacks, and dark boots instead of leather shoes. These clothes I woke up into… I am sure of it… they are my mortal enemy's clothes when he came in front of me, inside the Nostrade's Mansion. And these huge hands, this muscular body underneath my clothes, my brain is telling me, they belong to him.
Is it the owl-like spirit who did this? Did it transfer my soul to my enemy's body? If that's the case, then, the person in front of me right now, or the soul that occupies my real body, is none other than Kuroro Lucifer himself.
I must be dreaming! But this is so real to be a dream! I tried pinching my cheek and the dreaded truth came upon me. My face hurt from the attempt. That means, I am not dreaming. This is real!
I looked at my original body. Is he really Kuroro Lucifer? His expression hadn't changed, nor have his eyes left me from the moment they landed upon me. He was looking at me as if I am the most interesting thing in the word. Maybe, right now, I am indeed the most interesting thing that he is seeing. He is just literally seeing his own body right in front of him. That is, if he is really Kuroro Lucifer.
It seems he hasn't realized that he is inside my body yet. I wonder how he will react once he leaned about it.
"You," I called to him. "You are Kuroro Lucifer, am I wrong?"
His expression finally changed as he frowned at my words. He cast his head upon his body as he raised his hand in front of him, but immediately returned his head in my direction with a surprise look in his eyes.
His surprised look changed and turned into a glare. "What is happening here?" He winced, probably because of the voice that came out of his mouth.
So he is indeed Kuroro Lucifer.
"Do not give me that look. I am just as innocent as you," I said, shrugging my shoulders.
He stood up and walked straight in front of me, grabbing the collar of my shirt. "Do not try to make a fool out of me," he said coldly. "Who are you?"
I slap off his hand from my collar, feeling a bit intimidated at his action as I answered his question in the same manner he used. "My soul belongs to Kurapika, but my body to my enemy," but I winced in my turn, at the sound of my voice. I hate this voice.
"Can you please, stop that already?" a very familiar voice sounded at a distance.
I immediately turned to that direction. "Pairo!" How disappointed I am when I found out that it's not Pairo who spoke up, it's not even a human. Instead, I saw a little, human like creature, flying no far away from me. "Pi -pixie?" I asked. But it doesn't have a pair of wings. Well, I've never seen a pixie before, anyway. This would be the first time if it is really a pixie.
"Uhm," the little creature nodded as a confirmation to my uncertain word. "That's right, I am a pixie.
This little creature… it looks… familiar. Oh! I remember! "You're that little thing who came out from behind the leaves, trying to say something at the owl spirit, am I right?"
"Yeah, that's me," the pixie answered enthusiastically, pointing its little finger at itself, but suddenly became depressed. "I tried to stop him from attacking you, but he didn't list-."
"Just tell me what you know about this curse," Kuroro suddenly cut in, sounding so impatient and cold at the same time.
Does this person has so little patience, that he already lost all of it, or does he even has patience at all to begin with?
What a pain.
Now the little pixie became so afraid. Its body is shaking out of fear, unable to speak. "I- I- I," it tried to speak, tears building up on its large jaded eyes, but just couldn't do it.
"Calm down, pixie," I said with tranquility. "Come here," I reached my hand to him with my open palm.
The little pixie looked innocently at my palm, and finally, it came closer and settled at the top of my palm. I'm glad, it understood my intention.
I draw my hand closer to me and started caressing its chestnut-brown hair. I just noticed, somehow, its hairstyle looks similar to Kuroro's, or which is right now, my current hairstyle, flowing down freely. Well, at least, its garment is the opposite of that of Kuroro's trademark color. The white robe fitted around its upper body with a mid-length cape-like collar around his shoulder and the other half of the robe reaching to his ankles, having a slit at each side from his waist, downward, and a white trouser beneath. Its shoes on the other hand… oh, it doesn't wear any.
I just now realized that pixies look a bit different from the pixie pictures in the book. They don't have hood, they don't wear leafy clothes, they don't have pointy ears, and most of all, they don't have wings, semi-transparent or not. Well, at least, they are indeed as small as average human palm.
I wonder how old this little pixie is. It looks like a young boy just like Gon and Killua.
The little pixie finally calmed down as it stopped shaking. It rubbed the tears off its eyes and look at me, giving me a huge grin.
I smiled back. I glanced at the bored looking Kuroro and back to the small pixie. "Pixie…..," I trailed, unsure how to address it. For all I know, it might be actually a girl.
"Just call me Klein," it said. "And I'm a boy."
"I see," I said, smiling, glad that he is good at picking up. "Then, Klein, can you tell me what happened to us, what happened to our soul?"
"Uhm," Klein nodded, as his childish expression turned into seriousness. "I saw exactly what happened," he said, closing his eyes.
The surroundings silenced for a while, and neither I, nor Kuroro want to break it, as if we don't want to break whatever happening inside the little pixie's head, as if our lives defend on it.
The little pixie opened his eyes and looked at me. "Right now, you are facing a really huge problem."
Indeed. At least, we know that much.
"The owl spirit," Klein continued, "is someone that doesn't like staying in one place. He just happened to be resting in this forest when you started fighting and woke him up."
"The owl spirit, Fukuro-san hates fighting the most. He would just flee to a more silent place when he encountered one. But this time, Fukuro-san was really angered when he was awakened by the disturbance and found you fighting."
"But what exactly did he do to us?" I asked.
"As you can see, your body is not supposed to be your real body," Klein said. "He took your soul out of your original body and interchange into one another. To simply put it, your souls have been exchanged."
"Then, we should find that gigantic owl and tell him to return us to our original body," Kuroro said in an unexpected calmness, probably not wanting to scare the pixie again.
Klein turned to him, saying, "but Fukuro-san is not as easy to find as you think."
"What do you suggest we should do, then?"
"Unfortunately, I am not the one that can answer your question."
Kuroro frowned. "Then, who?"
"It's Big Mama!" Klein said, grinning, returning to his enthusiastic behavior.
(Kuroro) Did he just said 'Big Mama'? It must be his mother. Whatever.
"And where can we find this Big Mama that you are talking about?" I asked.
"In the spirit world, of course."
Is this little creature trying to make me lose my patience? In the spirit world, he said? As if I know where the spirit world is, or how can I even go to that place.
"Can you lead us?" Kurapika asked.
Oh, well, at least he might have some knowledge about it.
Klein returned to him as he answered, "of course."
"How long would it take for us to get into Big Mama's place?"
"Hmmm.. about a day or two, I guess."
"Is that so?" Kurapika said. He glanced at me and returned to the pixie again. "I am worried about my friends. I should go back to the mansion to see their state. Can you wait here for a while?"
Klein smiled, saying, "take as much time as you need. Um…" he trailed off.
"It's Kurapika," Kurapika said, giving Klein a small smile.
"Alright, Kurapika," Klein said, and turned to me. "And you?"
"Kuroro."
"Klein, Kuroro and Kurapika," he repeated our names as if tasting them, and then he grinned. "Our names start with the same letter. It's like we are a family!"
"F- family!" I and Kurapika shouted in unison, making the pixie jump out of Kurapika's hand as he flew backward and stopped at a safe distance away from us. I cannot believe he just described us to that extent.
"Wha- what's the problem?" he asked, puzzled and afraid at the same time.
"That's impossible!" Kurapika answered, crossing his hands over his chest and looked away from the pixie.
"Eh! Why?"
"We better start get going now," he said, directing his sentence to me, and started walking out of the forest toward the mansion's direction.
I look at Kurapika's retreating back and observed him for a while. This is my first time seeing my own back, literally walking away from me. Nevertheless, I've never wanted to see myself in this manner. And now, I have no choice, but to work with Kurapika and this annoying little pixie. But I think, we have to postpone out trip for tomorrow. The aching all around my body is becoming severe every second, and I'm starting to have headache. I might fall down at any minute by now.
I glance at the still frowning pixie, then back to Kurapika and started following him behind.
(Senritsu) I woke up, still feeling the trail of the painful grip on my neck. I fluttered my eyes opened and found myself tied with strings on a post. What happened? And then, my eyes widened.
"Kurapika!" my voice came out husky from dry throat as I remembered the happenings before I lost my consciousness. "What?" I asked, dumbfounded.
I'm sure, before I lost my consciousness, there are only three of the spiders inside. But now, all of them, or at least most of them are here, littering around the huge hall of the now wrecked mansion.
I traveled my eyes around the place and found Basho and Miss Neon tied at the other posts. But where is Kurapika?
I just realized, all the spiders are present. But the leader…
No! Kurapika! My eyes widened in horror as I realized the worst possibilities that might have happened to Kurapika.
"Kurapika," I whispered as tears started to build up on my eyes. Did they already ki- killed you? No, it can't be.
Where are you, Kurapika?
(Kurapika) I started running the path toward the Nostrade mansion, accompanied by the many thoughts running in my mind. There are so many things that happened during the past few days, and I haven't got over from it yet. And now, this…
I glance to Kuroro, thinking back of all the happenings just a few minutes ago.
Why should this be happening to me? What wrong did I do to deserve this punishment?
I raised my hand over my eyes as if it can give the answers I am looking for. "Why?" a soft whisper came out of my mouth. "Pairo…"
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