It Doesnt Matter At First though


Disclaimer: Hunter x Hunter belongs to the great Yoshihiro Togashi-sensei

Note: English is not my native language.

Beta: reeyachan

Summary: Prequel to W.I.S.C.? fic, Not recommended when you haven't read that one. But since this is the beginning of how did things happen to be like that. You can still relate here even without checking the first one. ^^

He just resigned being a bodyguard on Nostrads, but immediately got abducted by the Genei Ryodan Leader Kuroro Lucifer. This story revolves on how each of their feelings seems to change before Kurapika sank onto his insanity edge. A short KuroKura adventure.

~~Note: This contain a slice of ORANGE. On this fic only Kurapika and Kurapika with the spider member's would be the main unlike on W.I.S.C.? fic. You'll find out as you read, so I'm telling you - Start now!

BY THE WAY, dont expect much at this prequel, for first of all you all knooow how Kuroro and Kurapika would get close to each other so this might be a fast forward diary of those days...Nothing much to say since everyone in FF already making every different style for Kurapika and Kuroro to be friends and me i have no such idea how to do that...So dont expect much here ok? :)

Also, this story popped in my mind on May 23 2012, If ever someone around here has a fic which resembles mine, well, personally, I say I was first.

E-N-J-O-Y and Please Review! Don't Forget! :D


CHAPTER 3

Got Locked Up


"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to my secret party! I am here now to show you my best collections

!" the Hokken King announced through the microphone while everyone inside the mansion's ballroom clapped.
There was a secret party that night in the Hokken estate.

All of the guests were mostly the Mafias; some are fellow relatives of the Hokken estate that came from the east and the west of the earth. Here and now, they are celebrating the success of this family. Not only had they got the title of the 'Number 1 rich clan' in whole wide world after Nostrad's bankruptcy, he also got the most previous valuable collections too.

The party took longer than planned, until the last show was up.

"Everyone, please do listen..." The crowd fell silent and listened to the king. He continued. "Here, right now, what I am going to show you guys is a very rare jewel!" He sign one of his butlers to go to the back door to get the huge glass cube covered with black cloth.

"This is my newest collection!" The butler removed the clothing and there revealed a big black bear cage with a blond figure inside of it, sitting chained on a chair. "The sole survivor of the Kuruta clan–the last Kuruta, Kurapika!"

All gasped in surprised. Some were whistling, some were already clapping while the others were cheering when the butler started narrating the Kuruta's history massacre.

Kurapika was in a daze. He still has his scarlet eyes on. However they were on their own world. Kurapika was in a deep thought–though he is aware that he was being shown to the public.

One person from the crowd shouted, "Hey! Can we see him closer!?" Then followed by a woman, "Can we touch him?!" Lastly a fat man said, "I'll pay you big if you let me examine that Kuruta!"
By that everyone protested and pleaded. "Okay! Okay!"

The Hokken king chuckled. "No need to pay. Sure you can go see him closer and touch him! But don't you harm him! And be careful too!"
Everyone was so happy, except for Kurapika. He felt disgusted by the announcement. "Tsk, I am not a statue!" he exclaimed to himself.


The cage started to move to go on a parade. To Kurapika, everyone looked scary, ugly, and disgusting.
The touches, the stares, everything was getting on his nerves. "It's all his fault."


The cell door closed. He had his legs cuffed. He was told to wear a black collar with a small silver ring on its center.

Kurapika curled himself up like a ball while sitting on his bed. His knees were pressed onto his chest. His grip on them tightened.

He looked up with his head revealing his gloomy scarlet eyes shined beyond the darkness of the room–his own prison chamber.

A few moment of silence, he started to think. He collected all his feelings in a single thought. 'Why?'
The sound of a drop of water covered the room.

'Why… do I feel this way?'

He could recall it–still so fresh in his mind–those last words. "He's your new owner."

'Why?'

Another drop came.

'Why do I feel so miserable?'

He clenched his fists. He felt so empty, like that of the feeling he had when he found out that the Spiders were dead back in York Shin–the fake Spiders. This state was surely the same as back then.

Ever since that day, he felt so lost, and no one could tell why except for Kurapika. But, he himself couldn't tell the reason why he feels like this. Maybe because he was sold like a mere thing, an object, but no... That's not it. 'Everyone's been doing this kind of thing to me' So it is indeed normal.

But then, something was not right. Why does he feel hurt? It was actually another normal thing for Kuroro to sell him for his own selfishness. However, instead, he was shocked, so shocked it came to the point that he hated to admit it.

'Damn you...' He was sold for good. He moved his leg a bit which made sounds of juggling and clashing chains. He creased his eyebrow in dismay. 'Now that I'm free from him, I could just escape here and kill them all,' he thought inside his mind. It was then when he noticed that he didn't have his Hunter license and his phone with him.

Kuroro forgot to give them back before leaving him. 'Shit.' Now what? Even if he managed to escape that instant from the Hokken estate, what should he do? 'Where am I supposed to go?' Without a Hunter license, he won't be able to jump in a free ride. Without his phone he won't be able to contact his friends to pick him up.

'Damn it all…'

Kurapika's tears started to fall. He wondered why he was crying. His fingers traced his own eyelids. 'T-tears..?'
He tried to remove them but they keep on pouring down his face. He held both sides of his cheeks with his palm, whispering in near breaking. "...damn it..." he held his cheeks firmly, "Damn it!" The tears would not stop flooding his face. "Damn it all!" He silently cried.

"What should I do now? Where am supposed to go?" He was lost. He couldn't think of anything. "Why is this so painful..?!" He slammed both his fists down the bed sheet.

"It's all your fault, you bastard!" He gritted his teeth. His bright yet glowing gloomily scarlet eyes imagined the poker face of Kuroro Lucifer. "After kidnapping me then selling me… Who do you think you are!?" He screamed at the imaginary Kuroro.
He childishly stomped his feet on the bed, scribbling with his pillow, biting it. Even inside this situation, Kuroro's face never fails to piss him off. "Curse you Kuroro Lucifer..." he said while clawing his finger nails on the pillow.
After few minutes his face softened and became so down. "..."

He suddenly remembered his days with Kuroro–the days when Kuroro seemed so darn normal and good looking for his own good. What more, he may not able to notice it himself. He must admit Kuroro acts like his brother figure.

Kurapika's face pouted from the sudden thought. "No he isn't, he's just a perverted selfish monster." 'A cold blooded killer' he added.

Some of their moments surfaced through his mind–like when he hit himself accidentally on the wooden foot of the bed, he didn't use his holy chain to heal it since it was just a small scratch (he need not waste his Nen energy for it, anyway), however, Kuroro insisted that he shouldn't look down on a petty small wound. Kuroro kneeled down revealing a band aid and he softly applied it on his knee wound.

Another memory came up that time when he wasn't eating properly. He looked thin and a waste for his own beauty. Kuroro picked up the bowl and spoon, motionlessly gesturing 'Aaaahh'. Of course there's no way he would do what the older one was telling him to do. Kuroro forced him by suddenly putting the spoon with the food on his open mouth when he was about to bicker.

From that he chuckled. And he found himself crazy.
"No," he said to himself. "Kurapika, those are all lies..." he told himself. Now remembering how darn Kuroro could be nice whether it's an act or not, it's just getting on his nerves. If only Kuroro didn't act like a brother to him, he won't feel like this. He won't get affected. But then in the end he just admitted, "I'm hurt."

Kurapika closed his eyelids, his tears were slowly vanishing. This is the reality, plus why would he feet like this with that guy? He freaking killed his clansmen. However since he got abducted yet not been harmed at all, he let his guard down.
Okay, now he was angry. "I was a fool." He suddenly remembered another thing–during the time he was eating.
Kuroro was staring at him.


NOTE: Chapter 1 real...flasback.

Kurapika took his seat on the bed facing the small occupied table with the said food. He stared at it, thinking of getting the spoon. "He's the last survivor of the Kuruta...a living specimen..." Kuroro quoted.
Meanwhile, Kurapika felt eyes watching him. He asked harshly, "What?" He raised his right eyebrow. At his front there was the said man staring at him.
"Hmm..." Kuroro hummed, "maybe I could make a big money if I sell him..." thinking about something, judging the way he observes the Kuruta from head to foot–especially staring on every aspect he had.

"Why are you always staring at me?" Kurapika said, crossing his arms.
"Nothing. Eat now," Kuroro ordered, "Right, I don't need to raid an auction this year if I sell him out..." and that was an obvious lie. Kurapika rolled his eyes as he eat, though not comfortable.


The realization came to the Kuruta. "Dont tell me… during that time... he was actually...!" Kurapika rubbed his head. "Grr! That bastard!" He screamed to no one.

He then heard footsteps coming closer. Kurapika glared up on the stranger but then it was just the butler. His eyes reverted back to being innocent thought still with his scarlet eyes.

The butler said, "Here's your food." The butler slid the tray of food with his drink.
Kurapika absent-mindly nodded and said, "T-thank you..." He got up and reached for the tray. The butler then left.

Kurapika stared first on his food, and he was sure there is no poison, for what is the purpose buying him if they are going to kill him. He snickered. 'Well unless they would pull my eyes out.' He then ate his food.


-Current timeline- Meanwhile back inside the Spider's hideout.

"Oi Phinx! Where is Danchou?" asked Nobunaga, while lazily scratching the back of his head.

Phinx was playing cards with Shizuku and said, "Who knows..."

"What?! You don't know?!" The hot headed samurai exclaimed.

Shizuku came in the topic. She said, "I saw Danchou and Shalnark leaving early...Earlier...?" a question mark pop out of her head.

"What? Danchou and Shalnark left?" Phinx asked in disbelief.

Shizuku nodded then cocked her head to the left and right. "I'm not sure...wait, did Danchou and Shalnark leave?" Nobunaga and Phinx sighed, It was indeed useless to ask Shizuku back when she had forgotten something.

"But the good thing is that we have a clue..." Phinx said, turning around to Nobunaga.

Nobunaga nodded.

Both said inside their minds.

"I wonder where they went?"


Inside a train

Kuroro was lazily scanning the whole estate of the Hokken Kingdom. It was morning and the sky was so bright. He sighed heavily from the thought of why-he-was-doing-this-anyway.

Shalnark on his front spoke, "Were near!" Kuroro averted his eyes to the direction Shalnark was pointing to.
There once again, the Hokken Palace.

"Kurapika, just wait there," Kuroro said to himself, and added, "Stay alive."
Here and now, they finally reached inside the kingdom's territory.

Shalnark whispered to his Danchou, even though he was far from him. "I'll go check the security." He winked, and Kuroro nodded in agreement.

Then both of them charged inside.
Kuroro killed everyone he saw on the hallway. 'Where is he…?' He killed each of the butlers and guards like he was dancing. Not even a small trailed of bloodstain hit his attire, though his hands were full of it. He killed them all with his bare hands.

The mansion was surprisingly that big that it was almost noon, Kuroro couldn't still find the place where the King had put Kurapika.

Kuroro opened each of the doors he happened to pass by to, every each of it. But those didn't give him a trace of Kurapika's location. 'Where is he, damn it.' Kuroro was starting to get impatient. He has been running throughout the whole palace but still there was no single room that would look suspicious.

Until his eyes caught something. He intruded an ajar door of the master's bedroom.

Kuroro scanned the whole room for anything suspicious, what more the Hokken king wasn't on his bed.
'Well who cares about him.' He stepped inside and saw 4 cylinder containers with 4 pairs of eyeballs floating on the liquid.

His eyes grew wide 'Kuruta eyes...' He touched them and it was confirmed. They were really what Kurapika was looking for. But here is the question, why are there not only a pair of scarlet eyes? Why are there another 3 pairs of scarlet eyes?

Kuroro's eyes narrowed in observation when his phone vibrated. He immediately picked it up. "It's me."
Shalnark was on the other line. "Danchou! I know now why we can't find Kurapika... Go back to the biggest red door, before the master's bed room. Under the rag, there is a secret compartment."
Kuroro nodded. He understood. "Got it." He ended the call. Before leaving, he glanced once more to the 4 pairs of scarlet eyes. 'I'll get you guys later..' He then vanished.

Without any hardship, he was able to go inside the secret compartment. It revealed a long dark hallway, since it was underground.

It was dark enough for him to see–he was used to it, plus there were still some small torches around with fire producing heat.

In no time, he reached a big bear cage.

"W-who's there?!"

Kuroro frozed when he heard the voice.

"Kura-"

"Who's there!? Answer me!" The voice was slightly trembling.

Kuroro looked through the cage, but he saw no signs of a human figure. He finally called up, "Kurapika, is that you?"

The raven haired man heard the voice in a tiny gasp. And whispered his name, "Kuro...ro...?"

"Yes, it's me." He entered the cage by kicking the barrels. He walked closer and closer. Kuroro heard slight clashing of chains. He stopped in his steps before a bed with the sight of a blonde head figure sitting on the edge of the bed wall.

Kuroro's eyes grew wide in horror. His blood boiled when he saw the Kuruta.

Kurapika's eyes were covered with bandages.


TO BE CONTINUED

BAM-BAM-BAM! i know the chapie was pretty boring =S= gomene! suddenly i got lazy to type! *chew chew a bubble gum* Well i just hope you like the chapie still! XD please cheer me up! :3

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