Series: Hunter X Hunter
Title: Fashion Sense
Rating: G
Pairing/ Characters: Kurapika, Senritsu, hinted at Kurapika/Kuroro
Word Count: 258
Warning/s: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Dedication: Koneko Bombay, for the prompt: buttons.
Senritsu cast a sly glance at Kurapika, giving him an indecipherable look.
"What is it?" Kurapika asked, at once concerned and annoyed at her scrutiny of him. "Do I have something on my face?"
She started; she had thought that she was being subtle. "No," she said, quickly reassuring him, "it's nothing like that."
Kurapika turned towards her fully then, a slight frown marring his perfect features. "Then why are you sneaking glances at me like that?"
Senritsu sighed, silently rebuking herself for underestimating the Kurata's skills of observation. "I was just wondering," she began, "why you still wear that. Your tribal clothes, I mean."
Kurapika blinked at her. "Excuse me?"
"Well," she forged on, throwing all consequences to the wind, "you don't exactly need to, anymore."
"And why would I have needed them before?" Kurapika asked, eyes narrowing a fraction.
At this, Senritsu faltered, and stuttered. "W-well, I guess you needed them to remember."
"The village, you mean?"
"Yeah."
Kurapika looked at her, eyes unreadable. "And why wouldn't I need to remember the village now?"
Senritsu looked away, turning a delicate shade of pink. "Because now, you're with Kuroro."
If Kurapika heard her half-mumbled answer, he didn't show it. He only looked a little away, and stayed silent.
Finally, he spoke up again.
"I don't like buttons."
Senritsu blinked several times in rapid succession. "Excuse me?" she managed at last, although she had heard him perfectly.
"I said," Kurapika replied, "that I don't like buttons."
Senritsu slowly nodded. "I see."
And that was the end of that.
AN: Requests, anyone?