Title: Complexity

Two of the most important thoughts a person should bear in mind:

Use things, not people

Love people, not things

Apparently, it seems like neither of the two matters for Kuroro Lucifer. For Kuroro, he had felt no attachment to anyone or anything in particular. But Kurapika had inched his way to make it to Kuroro's unwavering coldness and had created a disturbance to the man's normal disposition.

Apartelle de Clara

12:30 am

Kuroro's POV

I sat motionlessly on the couch opposite my bed; I was observing the fragile figure of my supposedly opponent. Even though the room was dim my keen eyesight permitted me to gaze contemplatively at my enemy.

I stared stoically at the blonde, and sorted out what had just taken place. I deduced that Kurapika had been cursed, a nen curse conjured by powerful nen users. It was so powerful that it transformed every bit; every cell structure of a human being into another form. I was impressed of those nen users, for they had successfully accomplished a convincing change of gender which science had struggled to fulfill. But that was only on the lighter side of why I was so impressed of them because the major part was it made me wonder if it was powerful enough to remove the nen chain in my heart.

"How can I contact them?" I asked him.

My eyes narrowed and stared at Kurapika.

"I can use you as my bait, Kuruta"

The moment I set my eyes to the blonde, a flash of memory came into my mind, a thing that confused me a while ago……

------------------Flashback-------------------------

It's been an hour, and I began to walk towards Kurapika's location which was not that long. The ground was wet for it rained, I wonder what happened to Kurapika, was she soaking wet from the rain and blood for the possible fight a while ago?

Speaking of the blonde, I saw her lying on the floor motionless.

I approached her and held her in my arms; her dress was drenched and surprisingly without any trace of blood, and her body didn't suffer any wounds, scrapes, and bruises.

"Kurapika" there was no emotion in my tone only curiosity

She opened her eyes, it was clear blue, what I felt when I finally saw her face disturbed me.

"Kuroro" her tone was calm, and it confused me more, her face seemed peaceful, heavenly aesthetic which surged a sudden burst of an unknown feeling that disturbed me even more.

Good thing was I was able to restrain my hands on cupping Kurapika's chin and plunging my lips into kissing her into oblivion.

She coughed, and that alarmed me

"Don't say anymore I'll bring you to the Nostrad's" was I worried for the Kuruta?

Kurapika shook her head,

"NO" she rasped

"No?" I asked her

"I…don't want them to see me like this" she faltered

'Oh, it doesn't bother you that your mortal enemy sees you like this?' I sarcastically remarked but only to myself

"Okay, I'll bring you to my place…" I said as I picked her up like a bride would by her groom

"Kuroro" she said again

"What?!" I can't help myself but to reveal my annoyance to the situation I'm into and to the feeling I was beginning to harbor towards the Kuruta.

"Thank You" she said as she passed out into the dream world

"Thank me for what?!" I shouted, but to my dismay, Kurapika cannot hear me any longer.

"You confuse me Kurapika, hell! I don't know what I'm going to do with you"

How can the Chain assassin do that? Thank his…her mortal enemy for leaving her behind? Trusting the said man who planned to kill your clan just to scourge their eyeballs? The Kuruta was a very different avenger indeed, very unpredictable, dangerous on the first and vulnerable at the second.

The situation was damn confusing that it was the first time I'd ever encountered. First, it was unthinkable that the Ryodan would leave a survivor, yet the Kuruta proved otherwise. Two, an avenger never succeed in killing any member of a Ryodan, save for the Zaoldick assassins, but this mere boy, oh…girl, accomplished the deed well, even capturing me! And three, the Kuruta was able to draw some emotion out of me, which was rarely to happen, for the said girl was unpredictable and undeniably confusing – the first time that I was confused on judging an individual's personality.

As I ran fugitively, with the chain assassin in my arms, I was left ridiculed by this girl. I stared at her for a moment and whispered

"You'll explain all these right?" of course she wouldn't answer

And so I continued our way to my place and figure out what happened to the Kuruta and to settle my thoughts and confusions.

-----------------End of Flashback---------------------

"Why thank me Kuruta?" I asked even though I know that my question was rhetorical.

I closed my eyes and leaned on the couch that I was occupying. The blonde was unconscious and wet all over from the rain, and the moment that we arrived at my apartment, I immediately unclothed her and dressed him…uhm her? Of one of my clothes.

I was really impressed of those nen users for, as I had set my eyes on the Kuruta's new body, it was astonishingly convincing. Her breast was small but was proportioned to her petite body…Not to mention the lower part of her body was…real…And enticing….that I can't help but think of raving her…ignoring the fact that he was a male…

At the sight of an unconscious form of the Kuruta in my bed, naked at that, made a sudden surge of lust to my body…particularly…It excited my paternal body part. But I managed to shrug the thought off, although I struggled…I don't want to linger on those pleasant albeit unwanted emotions on my system. For various reasons I tried to convince myself that….one, the person I was lusting for was a male (only transformed onto a female…an irresistible female), two, he was my enemy and three, I am not the type who indulge on such non-sense.

My thoughts were stopped when I heard Kurapika groaned and stirred from her…/his sleep.

End of Kuroro's POV

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She opened her eyes and studied her surroundings. Where was she? She was in a bed she didn't remember sleeping into. Wait…why was she referring to himself as she?

"Damn nen Curse!" she said out loud. And she berated herself for saying the statement out loud the moment she sensed Kuroro's presence.

"So...You're awake" his voice was cold.

Kurapika sat up and looked at his direction. Her blue eyes were clear and innocent which made her more adorable as ever. She was not hostile rather, she was anticipating.

'Anticipating what?' Kuroro asked himself.

He stood and approached Kurapika.

"Tell me what happened" he said to the Kuruta, his tone was demanding.

"They somewhat released the negative nen that surrounded me…" her voice faltered, and the answer was as if it was already thought off ahead of time.

"Negative nen" Kuroro inquired and sat beside the blonde, trying hard not to gawk at the girl's protruding breast, so he resorted on staring at Kurapika's angelic face.

"Yes, I felt so relieved but then my body totally changed…" her eyes narrowed.

"Yes your body changed…Totally" Kuroro agreed and looked at the young Kuruta nonchalantly.

Kurapika looked at her body and touched her chest.

"So you saw…" the blonde flustered

Kuroro nodded as an affirmation to her statement, and followed it up with

"I saw everything…Kuruta" as he ruffled Kurapika's blonde hair, the sight could be compared to a girl so ashamed of what his older brother saw. The gesture was so candid that it made Kuroro reflects within himself if he was in character?

I made Kurapika's brows furrowed. It was awkward for mortal enemies to treat each other candidly. And it's weirder for she doesn't feel any hatred now, only curiousness. Why Kuroro had bothered to take her on his apartment only because she'd asked him not to take her to the Nostrad's? Why would he take care of his enemy? Even clothing her with Kuroro's own clothes? Her questions were put to oblivion the moment Kuroro inquired a question she was not even sure of what would be the answer.

"Why did you thank me?"

She was deranged for a second, and blinked…

"What did you say?" she asked

"I said, why did you thank me?"

"I…don't know" she honestly answered

"You don't know?" Kuroro echoed.

'You're a hell a lot confusing than anyone I've encountered Kuruta' he said to himself.

"Then, when did those nen users started to haunt you?"

Kurapika contemplated and reminisced the day awkward things began to take place. Her eyes widened upon realization, that it started about three months ago…April 4.

"April 4" she said tonelessly

"About three months ago?" Kuroro tried to confirm

"Yes" She closed her eyes and continued

"It was my 18th birthday…When they started to haunt me." Her voice came with irritation

"Oh" Kuroro responded

For a moment she thought that the Ryodan head would deride her, for 18th birthday for females meant that they're initiated to womanhood, and that was so coincidental to Kurapika's situation.

Err. Wait a damn second! Why was he referring to himself as a female again?

"Would you be so kind as to narrate to me all that happened? If…you don't mind"

Kuroro's voice was business like, he's not concerned about the story but of as to how the process of the nen cursers' power took place. He was conceiving a plan out of this, to the length of using the Kuruta for his goal.

'Damn sadistic bastard' he praised himself.

The Kuruta sighed, and answered Kuroro's question.

"I never celebrated my birthday since the Kuruta massacre…and no one knows my birthday…so I was surprised when someone sent me a greeting card" she gritted her teeth

"And when I read the card, it says that they had a pair of Scarlet eyes for me as a gift."

"It was clear that it's a trap" Kuroro interrupted

"Yes but what made me wonder was they remembered my birthday, age, my name, my clan, and the scarlet eyes…surely they had something" she cleared

"And, our meeting place was very significant"

"So where was you're meeting place?" Kuroro gestured her to continue…

"The place where I was born" she said

"Oh the Rukuso region" Kuroro stated

Kuroro's statement was rejected as Kurapika shook her head sideways

"I was born in Maranatha…" she murmured

"Maranatha? Was it the place where…" Kuroro uttered and Kurapika finished for him.

"Where our ally the tribe of Merith dwells…."

Kuroro's eyebrows furrowed, this was getting complicated than he'd expected.

He urged Kurapika to say more as they heard three loud knocks on the door.

"I'll get it" Kuroro said and wondered who the hell would try to disturb him at wee hours.

His eyes widened out of horror upon seeing the man's face once he opened the door. Kuroro heard Kurapika gasped and looked at the shocked blonde as she was also horrified for the sight of the intruder.

"Hisoka!!!!" They both said in unison.

Note

I know its short ….

Sorry for the late super LATE update...I was so busy for my err…studies? Hehehe

I will indicate on the next chapter how Kurapika's gender had transformed once a proper explanation as to how it happened rammed into my head. I will be serious on writing this fic now…I promise…because at first I intended the fic to torment Kuroro but many asked me how and why it happened so…I'll muse on that matter hehehe.

Suggestions are welcome criticisms are humbly accepted and tolerated…I hope this chapter was not boring..hehehe

Thanks…n_n

[Edit: change things…but I was so lazy to be thorough, would someone please come here and strangle me? ]

Apartelle – when I was having a road trip with my friends, the establishment's name took my attention Apartelle, I looked in the dictionary but there was no such word but I still used it.

Merith – I think I had read it on Vampire Lestat novel…or from any novel from Anne Rice…it's not a tribe's name nor does the word Merith in this fic was connected to the Merith Ms. Anne Rice was referring to.