Special thanks to the Co-writer PixieWombat

They spent five minutes in the park without a word being spoken, the older one still reading his book and Kurapika having just finished his coffee a few seconds ago. Because they had already met, a plan came to the blond one. He clenched his fist and leaned his chin against it, his blue eyes staring at the falling leaves in front of him.

One leaf, two leaves, three leaves, four- enough already! It's time to act!

He turned to his left, studying the man next to him. He continued to read the book and ignored Kurapika. The young Kurta looked carefully at the book he read, and tried to read the title clearly.

The Kurta's movements were really easy to read, letting the older man know that Kurapika was trying to read the title of the book he was reading. There was a small curve to the tip of his lips due to seeing the behavior of the young hunter. Cute.

"Do you know this book?"

"Eh?" Did he know that I was trying to read the title?

"Do you know Saveriozzz?" the man asked.

"Yes, um ... I-I know her, she's a wri-writer, and she's also my favorite… writer…" Kurapika answered with a trembling voice, trying to smile, but only a small nervous smile appeared. He tried not to be nervous, even though it would be very difficult. Natural, Kurapika, natural!

Is there anyone who could be calm when dealing with the killer of their own family? The Kurta couldn't calm down because he held back the hatred in his heart. It would be difficult, but if the young hunter didn't try, then he lost the opportunity to approach the Spider head.

Kurapika's actions were still easy to read, and that let the Spider head know that he was nervous again. Why is he so nervous?

"Are you sure you're okay? You sound-"

"Ah, I dro-dropped your book earlier, so-so ... Um…" Damn, why did I stutter?

"So that's why? Didn't I just say that it was just a book, so it's okay?" answered the man.

"That's right…" Exhale. Kurapika was able to successfully stop the trembling in his hands, to stop the cold sweat coming from his body, and almost stop the stutter that was released from his mouth. But he still couldn't control the overflowing anger inside him. His fingers pushed a few strands of hair behind his ear, and he lowered his head. "What is it? The title?"

"It's the second Red Hunter book."

"Isn't that a-about romance? Do you read romance books?" I hope my stutter disappears after this.

"I'm not too interested in romance, but the story line of this book is very interesting," he replied, closing the book. Leaning his back against the back of the bench, he closed his eyes slowly before opening them again when he asked the young Kurta, "You know this book? Did you read it too?"

"Yeah, I just finished reading it a few days ago." When he tried to force a smile on his face this time, he managed to make it work. This made the Nen thief happy, as he thought he managed to make the hunter smile. The thought made Chrollo more excited.

"What do you think about this book?"

"My opinion? Um ... it looks like I am similar to you..." he began, while putting the tip of his index finger to his chin, his eyes turned upwards towards the sky, showing the Spider head that he was thinking, "Not interested in the love story but interested in the plot. The way they find the way out is unexpected, the newcomer figures don't change the original flow of the story either, so I thi-" There was a slight blush on his cheeks when Kurapika realized that the man had been gazing at him since earlier, his dark eyes staring at the boy's beautiful face.

Am I blushing?

Who wouldn't blush if looked at by a handsome thief? Kurapika wouldn't admit that Chrollo really had a nice looking face, but being stared at while he was talking it just felt weird, especially by a thief.

"Sorry, it seems like I'm talking too much, huh?" he asked, laughing awkwardly.

"Ah, no, you're not. Oh yeah, I know a cafe that is quiet but good for hangouts, we can continue our chat there, if you're up to it." He moved his right hand up and down in a beckoning motion then got up and reached out to Kurapika.

Without realizing it, Kurapika immediately said, "I'd love to." The boy got up from his seat while ignoring the hand that had just been extended for him. He walked in front of Chrollo a few steps before finally saying, "Well, lead the way, Lucifer."

The way Kurapika called him by his surname made him even more excited, even if it was just a surname, not a nickname.

What the hell did I just say? Lucifer, huh?

-Oo0oO-

The Spider leader took Kurapika to a cafe that was not too crowded with visitors. The place had natural-style decorations. They sat in a place next to the window because it was Chrollo who brought Kurapika here, and the boy would agree to wherever he chose to sit.

"This is the cafe I usually go to," said the man.

So that's the reason the employees said, 'Welcome, sir, this time bringing a friend this time?' like that to us?

Chrollo raised one hand to call one of the waiters. Kurapika could hear that the man was ordering three caramel puddings.

THREE CARAMEL PUDDINGS?! Isn't one pudding enough for him?

"Kurapika? Kurapika, what would you like to order?" asked the Spider leader, his dark grey eyes staring at the blond.

"Eh? Can I see the menu?"

"Here."

The waiter left after saying that their order would arrive in a few minutes, and the older man put his book on the table.

"Three caramel puddings, huh?"

"Hm, yes? You can say that I am too obsessed with caramel pudding, but this cafe is used to my obsession, so they are not too surprised by what I ordered," said the man with a small laugh, "This café serves a pretty good pudding."

"I'm sorry if this place isn't too good," the taller man continued.

"No! This is great! I-I like a quiet place."

Chrollo was a little surprised with that, but the young hunter was already used to being alone because he had no one before he met his friends. He did really enjoy a quiet place.

"Then we are the same." I'm very lucky that the chain-user also likes the same things as me, this is so easy. The way Chrollo talked may have seemed cold, but deep inside the man really was happy that they shared the same interests.

Chrollo is pretty similar to me?

-Oo0oO-

It took more than twenty minutes for the waiter to bring their food. Kurapika had ordered a coffee with some milk. Yes, coffee again. The hunter couldn't remember when exactly he started to drink that liquid. Maybe a few months after he found out that his whole family was murdered by a Spider gang, when he began staying up late at night to find information about that gang and his family's eyes.

"Didn't you just drink coffee?"

The boy nodded, "I'm not sure what should I order, so coffee is just fine."

Chrollo ate the pudding slowly, he wanted to enjoy every bite. After he swallowed another slice, he began, "Do you know another novel from Saveriozzz? I just found out about this and the first book, even though it wasn't finished yet."

"Hmm, I'm not really sure there's more, but she likes to collaborate with other authors."

"Does that mean this is her first book that she wrote by herself?"

"Maybe," he replied, nodding.

Two puddings left.

"I'm glad I met you," he said, his dark eyes still on the blond, hair slightly covering the bandage he wore.

What does he mean?

Turning his face to look out the window next to him, Kurapika tried to hold in his rage.

What does he mean? Does he mean he's happy to meet me because he wants to kill me? To avenge his dead friend?

"My comrades are not very interested in books and if they are, they will not like it as I do."

"Yeah, my friends always told me that books are boring. They'll never understand books," the boy answered honestly. Yes, his friends almost never read a book when they were bored, especially the green haired boy and the assassin, Gon and Killua. Leorio read books sometimes, but he read them because he was forced. After all, he intended to become a doctor, right?

Kurapika was not interested with gaming things, but with books, opposite from his friends. Gon and Killua liked to play games and disliked reading because they thought it was boring.

"I feel that," the man giggled, and Kurapika only responded to it with a smile.

That makes the plan easier.

Both of them liked quiet places, they liked reading, and what else? Kurapika startled when his phone suddenly rang. He took it out and read the caller's name, Senritsu. "May I?"

"Of course," the man said.

Kurapika made his way out of the café and stood near the entrance as he answered the call. Chrollo could see the Kurta from the window, and he waited patiently. He was pretty sure that Kurapika wouldn't run away from him because he believed Kurapika really forgot about him and the other Spiders.

"What is it, Senritsu?"

'What's happening?' the music hunter asked from the other end of the telephone.

"What do you mean by that?"

'Forget it, where are you now? Did you even remember that today is the last day Mr. Nostrade stays in Yorknew, that he and his daughter will leave today? Don't tell me that you really forgot about that.'

Gasp- "Right, I forgot. I'm sorry, where are you now?"

-Oo0oO-

"I'm really sorry, but I should get going."

One pudding left.

Kurapika couldn't believe that Chrollo had just sat there, eating his pudding, the whole time. He thought that Chrollo would have been sneaking up to hear his conversation with Senritsu. That made him even surer that the man really had really forgotten about him and what happened between them when the Yorknew auction began.

He really forgot about me, didn't he? Thank you, Mom, thank you, Dad, I hope my plan goes smoothly with this amnesia thing.

"It's fine, see you later."

The boy stepped towards the door but stopped when he heard someone call his name.

"Kurapika-"

He stopped, turning to face the taller man.

"Can I get your number?"

"Su-sure."

I know that the story is gonna make you 'cringe, please forgive me