Upon the School Grounds Part 5
by: the cat
Disclaimer: Let me see ... I own squat. I own nothing, just my twisted yaoi-infested brain. Don't sue me. Please. All I have to offer is my yaoi-infested brain. ^^
Warning: Yaoi/shounen ai ... you have been warned.
*****
Hisoka didn't like school, except for one thing.
You could ditch it.
And now, he and Illumi were at the roof of their building. They were supposed to be in Physics class, but Hisoka and Illumi preferred to observe the forces up on the roof.
"Another game?" he lazily gazed at his playmate. The two of them were playing cards. The loser would be the one who will pay the next time they go out.
Illumi shook his head, his hair lazily moving about. "No, I'd rather be doing this."
He grabbed Hisoka's collar and gave him a long violent kiss.
Hisoka liked this very, very much. The two of them certainly had a very interesting relationship. Their bodies were as close as bodies could be, but their minds were as cold and calculating as they usually were.
"Now, what did I do to deserve such a passionate kiss?" Hisoka drawled, scooting closer to Illumi.
Illumi just stared at him, "Excellent work with Gon."
Hisoka smiled and kissed his fingertips, "One of my best if I do say so myself."
Illumi nodded. He was really beautiful, Hisoka admired. The black hair. The black eyes. The smooth face. The body.
"What do we do next?" Hisoka asked.
Illumi shrugged, "Well, you did say that you wouldn't touch him if he followed your wishes."
Hisoka grinned, "In that case, let's wait and bide our time. Like a spider with a spun web, waiting for its prey."
"Perfect simile." Illumi nodded. "In that case, do you want to go class?"
"Why do that ... when we can do this?" Hisoka lay down and pulled Illumi to him. It was time to have some fun.
*****
"Hi, Pakunoda." Machi greeted the older girl. It was already dismissal and the two usually walked home with Shizuku and Franklin.
Pakunoda just nodded. She was obviously preoccupied.
"What are you looking at?" Franklin asked.
"Kuroro." Pakunoda muttered, gesturing in a general direction.
Machi turned and saw the Genei Ryodan's leader approaching Kurapika, a fine specimen of man. She suppressed a smile, the way that Kuroro was so infatuated was sort of cute. However, she glanced at Pakunoda, not everyone thought so.
"What?" Shizuku asked, squinting in her glasses.
Pakunoda sighed, "Kuroro is meeting Kurapika."
"Oh." Shizuku muttered, "That's good, right?"
Machi gaped at her classmate, where did her brain go? If Shizuku was talking to Shalnark or Feitan, that would be a good reply, but with Pakunoda, it was ... plain ignorant.
Franklin put a hand on Shizuku's shoulder, "Pakunoda doesn't feel that way."
"But ..." Shizuku looked confused and Machi couldn't blame her.
Who would have thought that Pakunoda could have such a powerful crush, anyway?
Machi cleared her throat, must it always be up to her to clear up the air, "Well, why don't we head on home?"
Pakunoda glared at her, "You must be kidding." She nodded at the couple, "We have to follow them."
"Kuroro wouldn't like that." Machi reminded her. As much as Machi hated to admit it, Kuroro did seem to have a huge crush/infatuation with Kurapika.
Pakunoda snorted, "If you don't like that, I'll go alone." She stared at the two, her body tensed.
What was Machi going to do? Pakunoda only listened to Kuroro, and certainly not to a person two years younger than her.
"Hey!" It was Shalnark with Phinx and Feitan.
When Shizuku saw them, she looked at the ground. Machi had to suppress a smirk, Shizuku had an obvious crush on Shalnark it was almost funny.
Phinx smiled at them, "We're going to the mall. Shalnark's buying the food. Anyone want to come along?"
Franklin nodded, "Sure, but Pakunoda here wants to follow Kuroro and Kurapika."
"They're finally getting together?" Shalnark asked in an eager voice, peering over Pakunoda's shoulder.
Pakunoda glared at him.
"Uh, that's so horrible." Shalnark improvised.
"Okay." Shizuku finally said.
All eyes turned to her.
"What's okay?" Machi asked. Shizuku really confused her sometimes.
"I want to go to the mall." Shizuku smiled, particularly at Shalnark.
"Well, then that's settled." Phinx declared. "All of us are going, except for Pakunoda. Hey ... Machi?"
Machi hesitated, she didn't want to leave Pakunoda, but she wanted to go with the others. She glanced at Shizuku, her eyes were imploring Machi to come along.
"I'll go with you." she finally said. "But Shalnark pays for the food."
"Excellent!" Shalnark declared. He turned to Pakunoda, "Just fill us in on what happened, okay?"
When Pakunoda mumbled an okay, the rest turned and headed towards the mall.
*****
"So where are we going?" Kurapika turned to Kuroro as they walked down the street.
Kuroro smiled at him, "Hmm, want to see my home? It's always worth a tour."
"Really? How is that?" Kurapika asked.
"Not to brag," Kuroro started "But it's very big and, in my opinion, impressive."
"I'm already impressed." Kurapika said, his hair glistening against the light, making Kuroro speechless for a while.
"Kuroro?" Kurapika peered at him, "Are you okay?"
Kuroro blushed, Kurapika noticed him staring. "Of course, I was ... just admiring you."
A calculated risk, but one Kuroro had to take. It was for their future.
But Kurapika just looked away. "Oh."
Was he angry? Kuroro thought, alarmed.
"Did I say something?" Kuroro softly asked the blonde.
Kurapika looked back at him, "N-no. It's just that, people don't usually admire me."
"What?! Kurapika, you are seriously the most beautiful person in school." Kuroro was shocked. Kurapika wasn't aware of his own beauty? How ... perfect, he thought.
Kurapika didn't say anything. Kuroro took the occasion to take the junior's hands in his own.
"I'm serious." he solemnly said, "In fact, I think I'm the luckiest guy in the to be able to be with you. Please believe me, Kurapika. I'm not lying."
Kurapika looked back at him, and smiled. "Thanks, Kuroro. You're very nice."
Kuroro's heart thumped in his chest. Kurapika thought he was nice.
*****
Leorio glared at the two. He was skulking around the corners, following them.
Now, Kuroro was taking Kurapika's hands! He was touching them!!!
Leorio's blood was practically boiling when someone stepped on his foot.
"Hey!" he yelled turning to look at the person. To his surprise, it was Pakunoda.
Great, he thought, morosely. Will the rest of the Genei Ryodan pounce on him now for spying on their leader?
Pakunoda blinked, "Sorry. I was watching them." she gestured at the two.
She's not going to beat him up? Leorio eyed her, was it possible ...?
"Why?" he asked, suspiciously.
Pakunoda stared at him for a while, then sighed, "I don't like it. That."
"Uh-huh." Leorio grunted, relieved. Then an idea struck him, "Hey, want to come with me? I'm watching them, too."
Pakunoda snorted, "I don't need a bumbling oaf like you around a sensitive mission like this."
A bumbling oaf???? "Hey, I have as much right as you do to spy on them!" Leorio declared hotly.
She grabbed his ear, "Shut up! You don't want people to overhear."
"Well, you were being mean." Leorio knew he sounded childish, but how dare she call him a bumbling oaf!
Pakunoda rolled his eyes, "Fine, you can come along. Just don't get in my way."
The rumors about Pakunoda being stuck up were certainly on target, Leorio thought. "You're the one who shouldn't get in my way." he retorted.
Pakunoda was about to answer scathingly when Leorio saw the two turn a corner.
"They turned." he blurted out, getting to his feet and running down the street.
"Hey, ... whatever your name is ... wait for me!" Pakunoda followed him.
*****
"I'm home." Gon said, closing the door. It had been the worst day of his life.
"Why are you so glum?" his grandmother asked him, concerned.
"And why are you so early?" his aunt asked, suspiciously. "You didn't get in trouble, did you?"
Gon debated telling them about Hisoka ... then he remembered the sight of a knife on his grandmother's throat. "Uh ... I have a lot of homework." he muttered, trudging to his room.
The two didn't stop him, but they exchanged questioning looks.
"Adolescence." his grandmother declared as if that explained everything.
If only, Gon thought miserably.
When Gon entered his room, he just sat numbly on his bed. Killua has approached him so many times and it had broken Gon's heart to coldly turn away.
But he had to. He couldn't do anything.
Or could he?
"I could write a letter." he told himself. It would explain everything. He could ... put it in Killua's locker! Right!
Then Killua would understand. He got a sheet of paper and sat down on his study table. He'll have to be extremely careful, Gon reminded himself. He didn't want Hisoka to notice anything.
He wrote:
Dear Killua,
I know you probably think that I'm a bad person for ignoring you yesterday, but I had a good reason. Honest! Before you throw this away in anger, please read what I have to say.
Two days ago, when I went home, Hisoka was there. He was threatening to put my aunt and my grandmother in an endless sleep induced by pins! His condition to stop was for me to stop being friends with you.
I'm sorry ... I couldn't do anything. I had to agree. Plus I couldn't tell anyone. He was going to kill my grandmother. For now, I can't be official friends with you, but please understand that I am truly your friend. I'll do my best to stop this threat of Hisoka's.
Take care. Remember that I am your friend.
Your friend, Gon
P.S. To send me notes, just put them in my locker.
Gon reread his letter and was satisfied. He folded it and put it in his school bag.
"That will solve everything." he said aloud. But it wouldn't. He still had to stop Hisoka's threat. Maybe Kurapika and Leorio could help, he mused. But he had to get them to help without actually telling them the situation.
But how? He decided to start researching on Hisoka. His father always said to know the enemy.
And Hisoka was certainly the enemy.
*****
Shizuku sighed as her character was defeated by the computer.
And she didn't have any more tokens.
She turned back to the rest of the group. Only Shalnark was still playing.
"He's at the boss stage." Phinx informed Shizuku as she joined them.
Of course, Shizuku told herself. Shalnark was a genius at anything to do with technology. Not like her, she sighed.
"Why the sigh?" Franklin asked her.
She turned to him. Franklin was like an older brother to Shizuku, "Uh ... nothing." she replied, "Just thinking how horrible I am at this."
Franklin just smiled, "Well, at least you didn't crash into the wall like I did in the first five seconds of the racing game."
Shizuku smiled, "You just don't do well with the car-related games. You rule in the shooting ones, though."
Franklin's reply was drowned by the cheers of Machi, Feitan and Phinx.
"That was excellent." Phinx congratulated Shalnark. "A perfect score."
Shizuku drowned out the rest of the conversation. Perfect, she decided, was the best adjective for Shalnark.
His physique, his face, his skills ... all of them were perfect, she thought.
"Hello?" Machi was waving a hand in front of her face. "Shizuku?"
"Yes?" She shook off her stupor.
Shalnark held out his arm to her, "Time to celebrate the excellent win with food." he said in a grand manner.
Shizuku giggled and took his arm.
"I'm worried about Pakunoda." Machi said, breaking the happy mood of the group.
"You don't have to worry about her." Phinx waved the thought away. "She can handle a little emotional trauma."
Shizuku silently agreed, she sometimes thought that Pakunoda was too serious for her own good.
Shalnark smiled at her, "Yeah, let's just enjoy ourselves now. We can always talk to her about it." he said.
Shizuku tightened her grip on his arm, "Yeah, let's ... uh, what are we going to do?"
Darn, she forgot.
*****
"And this is where I live." Kuroro said, feeling proud all of a sudden of the grandness of his home. The high gates, the whitewashed walls, they were all clean and impressive.
Kurapika's eyes were wide, "It's so big. I can't imagine living in such a ... palace!"
You will, Kuroro silently told him. "Well, the tour, then?"
Kurapika glanced at his watch, "Okay, but only for an hour, okay?"
Kuroro almost groaned in disappointment, "Of course, but I'll show you my room first. We can have some food there." he said, trying to sound cheerful.
"Okay." Kurapika agreed. They stepped inside the gates.
*****
"That's Kuroro's house!" Pakunoda hissed at the junior who insisted at tagging along. "Junior boy, even I haven't been inside there." she added jealously.
The junior boy rolled his eyes, "My name is not 'junior boy'. It's Le-o-ri-o. Leorio."
Why was he being so difficult? Didn't he understand what was happening? "Junior boy, you don't understand. Kuroro never invites anyone in his home. It's ... sacred or something."
"It's Le-o-ri-o." he grumbled.
Of all the companions, why did Pakunoda have to be stuck with this one? "Whatever." she told him. "We have to figure a way to get in."
Thankfully, Pakunoda saw a spark of intelligence in his eyes, "How?"
Pakunoda started ticking off the possibilities on her fingers, "Well, we can't pretend to be friends of Kuroro, since he never invites those over. It would be difficult to break into such a high security mansion, so that's out. I doubt pretending to be high officials would work. Hmmm..."
"Why don't we pretend to be ... checking the electric wires or something?" the junior boy suggested.
That was the worst idea, Pakunoda sneered. "And how do you plan to show up dressed in the school uniform, junior boy? Wouldn't it be kind of obvious?"
To her surprise, he gestured at a shop in the corner. "Look over there. It looks like a place where we can buy what we need."
It was a secondhand store. Surprising at this area, Pakunoda thought. "Secondhand Wares at First Rate Prices. Could be. Good idea, junior boy!" She said in a tone with some respect.
"It's Le-o-ri-o." he sighed, walking towards the shop.
Pakunoda eyed him. He was surprisingly smart for a ... junior boy. "Okay, Leorio." After a few moments of silence, "So tell me, why do you want to follow them?" she asked in a conversational tone.
"I ... uh, Kuroro wouldn't be good for Kurapika." Leorio mumbled.
Could Leorio be interested in Kurapika? "Hmm ... I guess Kurapika is a hot object." she grinned.
"He's my friend!" Leorio's blush showed his true feelings.
"Suuuure." Pakunoda laughed. "Leorio has a crush on Kurapika." she sang, in a surprisingly good mood, considering that Kuroro had invited the dumb blond in his home.
That good mood plummeted mere minutes later.
"I hate orange." she grumbled, eyeing the orange outfits they bought. "It's a horrible color for my hair."
"I don't like it, too." Leorio admitted, "But it looks the most realistic. It even has a little suitcase to go with it."
"With a crappy name." she sighed, knowing that the same crappy name was on the back of her outfit: Electopus!! The Electric Company with Eight Hands to Help.
"Well, yes, but at least, we look the part."
"We look like underpaid workers." That was true, the uniform was stained and torn.
Leorio grinned, "And that's what we are!"
Finally they were there.
"Hello, we're from Electopus, the elctric company with eight hands to help." he held out his hand to the guard who shook it suspiciously.
"What do you want?"
"We're here to check the safety of the electric system of this mansion. It's never too safe, and the Electopus is always here to help!" Leorio chirped.
Pakunoda had to admit, Leorio sure was doing a good job.
"The master doesn't need such things." the guard grumbled, looking pissed at being interrupted from eating donuts at his post.
"Are you sure?" Leorio piped in. "Just for today, the Electopus is free! You could be saving big bucks for your boss, and helping this mansion be a better, safer place to be."
"Free?"
"Absolutely. It's part of our promo." Leorio confided, smiling.
"Well, okay, but only for a short while." the guard sighed. "Just for ten minutes. Or else I'll have you kicked out." He opened the gate.
"Don't worry! With eight hands, the Electopus will have everything in order."
They walked towards the mansion, with a smiley Leorio and an impressed Pakunoda.
"You were great!" she told him.
"Of course." he grinned. "I'll cross every bridge to get to Kurapika."
Pakunoda nodded, "Where do we go now?"
Leorio thought for a while, "Hmm, if Kurapika was in my house, I'll lead him straight to the bedroom ..."
Pakunoda blushed, "Kuroro isn't like that!"
"Your Kuroro sure is hot to get his claws in my Kurapika." he pointed out.
Harsh but true. Pakunoda sighed. "Fine, to the bedroom."
*****
"This is my collection of books." Kuroro gestured at room. "Feel free to look around."
Kurapika walked around the room, "There are so many books. And most of them are first editions!" he picked one randomly and started turning the pages. "I haven't read this."
"You can borrow anything you want." Kuroro smiled.
"Oh, I can't." Kurapika set down the book, "I don't want to impose on you."
"It's no trouble at all." Kuroro smiled. "Kurapika ..." He wanted to share his feelings so much, but what if Kurapika scorned them?
Well, there were ways of convincing him. Tender ways and not-so-tender ways. Not that he wanted to hurt the beautiful boy.
"Yes?" Kurapika asked.
Kuroro took a deep breath, "It's really no trouble if you borrowed the book. I'd give you more if I could."
Kurapika looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"I ... I like you a lot." There! He finally said it, now the ball was in Kurapika's court.
"Th-thanks, Kuroro." he stuttered in the most endearing way. He was backing away to the bookshelf.
"Please." Kuroro whispered, pinning the boy against the bookshelf. He stared at the mesmerizing green eyes and kissed those luscious lips.
"STOP THAT!"
Kuroro turned and saw two orange-suited people at the doorway.
Wait ... they were from school. They were Pakunoda and Leorio! He scowled, "What are you doing here?"
Leorio stepped forward, "I'm here for Kurapika. You shouldn't just kiss him!"
"Paku?" he gave her the iciest stare he could muster, which wasn't much, since he was enjoying the squirming boy pressed against him.
"I-I-I..." she blushed and looked away. "I'm sorry."
"You spy on me, the leader! Your loyalty as part of the Genei Ryodan is suspect." he declared. "Get out of my sight, both of you. Or I'll call security."
"I'm not leaving without Kurapika." Leorio said. "Come on, Kurapika."
"Kuroro, please let me go." Kurapika finally said in a soft voice.
Kuroro was a man of discipline and he knew when to stop. He got off Kurapika. "Okay. Can you come over tomorrow?"
"Er, we'll talk about it tomorrow." With that, he went to Leorio and they left, after a scathing look, courtesy of Leorio.
Kurapika's answer was practically a yes! Kuroro smiled, but when he saw Pakunoda he frowned, "Leave."
"Kuroro, please."
"Leave. Don't talk to me unless I talk to you." He went to the door and left a teary Pakunoda.
Good. I'll never forgive her, he thought. And I'll get that Leorio, he promised.
TO BE CONTINUED
How was it? Comments please!!!
Okay, I know that REAL security for hotshots wouldn't let people like Leorio and Pakunoda in the mansion just like that ... but let's pretend for the sake of the fic, okay? Please?
Please read the next one! What is Kuroro's revenge against Leorio? What will Pakunoda do now? Will Gon succeed in communicating with Killua (with Hisoka not knowing)? After all that, will Leorio tell Kurapika what he really feels? If so, how will Kurapika react?
Thanks for reading my fic and please read the next one!
For e-mail: fantastisch_katze@yahoo.com
by: the cat
Disclaimer: Let me see ... I own squat. I own nothing, just my twisted yaoi-infested brain. Don't sue me. Please. All I have to offer is my yaoi-infested brain. ^^
Warning: Yaoi/shounen ai ... you have been warned.
*****
Hisoka didn't like school, except for one thing.
You could ditch it.
And now, he and Illumi were at the roof of their building. They were supposed to be in Physics class, but Hisoka and Illumi preferred to observe the forces up on the roof.
"Another game?" he lazily gazed at his playmate. The two of them were playing cards. The loser would be the one who will pay the next time they go out.
Illumi shook his head, his hair lazily moving about. "No, I'd rather be doing this."
He grabbed Hisoka's collar and gave him a long violent kiss.
Hisoka liked this very, very much. The two of them certainly had a very interesting relationship. Their bodies were as close as bodies could be, but their minds were as cold and calculating as they usually were.
"Now, what did I do to deserve such a passionate kiss?" Hisoka drawled, scooting closer to Illumi.
Illumi just stared at him, "Excellent work with Gon."
Hisoka smiled and kissed his fingertips, "One of my best if I do say so myself."
Illumi nodded. He was really beautiful, Hisoka admired. The black hair. The black eyes. The smooth face. The body.
"What do we do next?" Hisoka asked.
Illumi shrugged, "Well, you did say that you wouldn't touch him if he followed your wishes."
Hisoka grinned, "In that case, let's wait and bide our time. Like a spider with a spun web, waiting for its prey."
"Perfect simile." Illumi nodded. "In that case, do you want to go class?"
"Why do that ... when we can do this?" Hisoka lay down and pulled Illumi to him. It was time to have some fun.
*****
"Hi, Pakunoda." Machi greeted the older girl. It was already dismissal and the two usually walked home with Shizuku and Franklin.
Pakunoda just nodded. She was obviously preoccupied.
"What are you looking at?" Franklin asked.
"Kuroro." Pakunoda muttered, gesturing in a general direction.
Machi turned and saw the Genei Ryodan's leader approaching Kurapika, a fine specimen of man. She suppressed a smile, the way that Kuroro was so infatuated was sort of cute. However, she glanced at Pakunoda, not everyone thought so.
"What?" Shizuku asked, squinting in her glasses.
Pakunoda sighed, "Kuroro is meeting Kurapika."
"Oh." Shizuku muttered, "That's good, right?"
Machi gaped at her classmate, where did her brain go? If Shizuku was talking to Shalnark or Feitan, that would be a good reply, but with Pakunoda, it was ... plain ignorant.
Franklin put a hand on Shizuku's shoulder, "Pakunoda doesn't feel that way."
"But ..." Shizuku looked confused and Machi couldn't blame her.
Who would have thought that Pakunoda could have such a powerful crush, anyway?
Machi cleared her throat, must it always be up to her to clear up the air, "Well, why don't we head on home?"
Pakunoda glared at her, "You must be kidding." She nodded at the couple, "We have to follow them."
"Kuroro wouldn't like that." Machi reminded her. As much as Machi hated to admit it, Kuroro did seem to have a huge crush/infatuation with Kurapika.
Pakunoda snorted, "If you don't like that, I'll go alone." She stared at the two, her body tensed.
What was Machi going to do? Pakunoda only listened to Kuroro, and certainly not to a person two years younger than her.
"Hey!" It was Shalnark with Phinx and Feitan.
When Shizuku saw them, she looked at the ground. Machi had to suppress a smirk, Shizuku had an obvious crush on Shalnark it was almost funny.
Phinx smiled at them, "We're going to the mall. Shalnark's buying the food. Anyone want to come along?"
Franklin nodded, "Sure, but Pakunoda here wants to follow Kuroro and Kurapika."
"They're finally getting together?" Shalnark asked in an eager voice, peering over Pakunoda's shoulder.
Pakunoda glared at him.
"Uh, that's so horrible." Shalnark improvised.
"Okay." Shizuku finally said.
All eyes turned to her.
"What's okay?" Machi asked. Shizuku really confused her sometimes.
"I want to go to the mall." Shizuku smiled, particularly at Shalnark.
"Well, then that's settled." Phinx declared. "All of us are going, except for Pakunoda. Hey ... Machi?"
Machi hesitated, she didn't want to leave Pakunoda, but she wanted to go with the others. She glanced at Shizuku, her eyes were imploring Machi to come along.
"I'll go with you." she finally said. "But Shalnark pays for the food."
"Excellent!" Shalnark declared. He turned to Pakunoda, "Just fill us in on what happened, okay?"
When Pakunoda mumbled an okay, the rest turned and headed towards the mall.
*****
"So where are we going?" Kurapika turned to Kuroro as they walked down the street.
Kuroro smiled at him, "Hmm, want to see my home? It's always worth a tour."
"Really? How is that?" Kurapika asked.
"Not to brag," Kuroro started "But it's very big and, in my opinion, impressive."
"I'm already impressed." Kurapika said, his hair glistening against the light, making Kuroro speechless for a while.
"Kuroro?" Kurapika peered at him, "Are you okay?"
Kuroro blushed, Kurapika noticed him staring. "Of course, I was ... just admiring you."
A calculated risk, but one Kuroro had to take. It was for their future.
But Kurapika just looked away. "Oh."
Was he angry? Kuroro thought, alarmed.
"Did I say something?" Kuroro softly asked the blonde.
Kurapika looked back at him, "N-no. It's just that, people don't usually admire me."
"What?! Kurapika, you are seriously the most beautiful person in school." Kuroro was shocked. Kurapika wasn't aware of his own beauty? How ... perfect, he thought.
Kurapika didn't say anything. Kuroro took the occasion to take the junior's hands in his own.
"I'm serious." he solemnly said, "In fact, I think I'm the luckiest guy in the to be able to be with you. Please believe me, Kurapika. I'm not lying."
Kurapika looked back at him, and smiled. "Thanks, Kuroro. You're very nice."
Kuroro's heart thumped in his chest. Kurapika thought he was nice.
*****
Leorio glared at the two. He was skulking around the corners, following them.
Now, Kuroro was taking Kurapika's hands! He was touching them!!!
Leorio's blood was practically boiling when someone stepped on his foot.
"Hey!" he yelled turning to look at the person. To his surprise, it was Pakunoda.
Great, he thought, morosely. Will the rest of the Genei Ryodan pounce on him now for spying on their leader?
Pakunoda blinked, "Sorry. I was watching them." she gestured at the two.
She's not going to beat him up? Leorio eyed her, was it possible ...?
"Why?" he asked, suspiciously.
Pakunoda stared at him for a while, then sighed, "I don't like it. That."
"Uh-huh." Leorio grunted, relieved. Then an idea struck him, "Hey, want to come with me? I'm watching them, too."
Pakunoda snorted, "I don't need a bumbling oaf like you around a sensitive mission like this."
A bumbling oaf???? "Hey, I have as much right as you do to spy on them!" Leorio declared hotly.
She grabbed his ear, "Shut up! You don't want people to overhear."
"Well, you were being mean." Leorio knew he sounded childish, but how dare she call him a bumbling oaf!
Pakunoda rolled his eyes, "Fine, you can come along. Just don't get in my way."
The rumors about Pakunoda being stuck up were certainly on target, Leorio thought. "You're the one who shouldn't get in my way." he retorted.
Pakunoda was about to answer scathingly when Leorio saw the two turn a corner.
"They turned." he blurted out, getting to his feet and running down the street.
"Hey, ... whatever your name is ... wait for me!" Pakunoda followed him.
*****
"I'm home." Gon said, closing the door. It had been the worst day of his life.
"Why are you so glum?" his grandmother asked him, concerned.
"And why are you so early?" his aunt asked, suspiciously. "You didn't get in trouble, did you?"
Gon debated telling them about Hisoka ... then he remembered the sight of a knife on his grandmother's throat. "Uh ... I have a lot of homework." he muttered, trudging to his room.
The two didn't stop him, but they exchanged questioning looks.
"Adolescence." his grandmother declared as if that explained everything.
If only, Gon thought miserably.
When Gon entered his room, he just sat numbly on his bed. Killua has approached him so many times and it had broken Gon's heart to coldly turn away.
But he had to. He couldn't do anything.
Or could he?
"I could write a letter." he told himself. It would explain everything. He could ... put it in Killua's locker! Right!
Then Killua would understand. He got a sheet of paper and sat down on his study table. He'll have to be extremely careful, Gon reminded himself. He didn't want Hisoka to notice anything.
He wrote:
Dear Killua,
I know you probably think that I'm a bad person for ignoring you yesterday, but I had a good reason. Honest! Before you throw this away in anger, please read what I have to say.
Two days ago, when I went home, Hisoka was there. He was threatening to put my aunt and my grandmother in an endless sleep induced by pins! His condition to stop was for me to stop being friends with you.
I'm sorry ... I couldn't do anything. I had to agree. Plus I couldn't tell anyone. He was going to kill my grandmother. For now, I can't be official friends with you, but please understand that I am truly your friend. I'll do my best to stop this threat of Hisoka's.
Take care. Remember that I am your friend.
Your friend, Gon
P.S. To send me notes, just put them in my locker.
Gon reread his letter and was satisfied. He folded it and put it in his school bag.
"That will solve everything." he said aloud. But it wouldn't. He still had to stop Hisoka's threat. Maybe Kurapika and Leorio could help, he mused. But he had to get them to help without actually telling them the situation.
But how? He decided to start researching on Hisoka. His father always said to know the enemy.
And Hisoka was certainly the enemy.
*****
Shizuku sighed as her character was defeated by the computer.
And she didn't have any more tokens.
She turned back to the rest of the group. Only Shalnark was still playing.
"He's at the boss stage." Phinx informed Shizuku as she joined them.
Of course, Shizuku told herself. Shalnark was a genius at anything to do with technology. Not like her, she sighed.
"Why the sigh?" Franklin asked her.
She turned to him. Franklin was like an older brother to Shizuku, "Uh ... nothing." she replied, "Just thinking how horrible I am at this."
Franklin just smiled, "Well, at least you didn't crash into the wall like I did in the first five seconds of the racing game."
Shizuku smiled, "You just don't do well with the car-related games. You rule in the shooting ones, though."
Franklin's reply was drowned by the cheers of Machi, Feitan and Phinx.
"That was excellent." Phinx congratulated Shalnark. "A perfect score."
Shizuku drowned out the rest of the conversation. Perfect, she decided, was the best adjective for Shalnark.
His physique, his face, his skills ... all of them were perfect, she thought.
"Hello?" Machi was waving a hand in front of her face. "Shizuku?"
"Yes?" She shook off her stupor.
Shalnark held out his arm to her, "Time to celebrate the excellent win with food." he said in a grand manner.
Shizuku giggled and took his arm.
"I'm worried about Pakunoda." Machi said, breaking the happy mood of the group.
"You don't have to worry about her." Phinx waved the thought away. "She can handle a little emotional trauma."
Shizuku silently agreed, she sometimes thought that Pakunoda was too serious for her own good.
Shalnark smiled at her, "Yeah, let's just enjoy ourselves now. We can always talk to her about it." he said.
Shizuku tightened her grip on his arm, "Yeah, let's ... uh, what are we going to do?"
Darn, she forgot.
*****
"And this is where I live." Kuroro said, feeling proud all of a sudden of the grandness of his home. The high gates, the whitewashed walls, they were all clean and impressive.
Kurapika's eyes were wide, "It's so big. I can't imagine living in such a ... palace!"
You will, Kuroro silently told him. "Well, the tour, then?"
Kurapika glanced at his watch, "Okay, but only for an hour, okay?"
Kuroro almost groaned in disappointment, "Of course, but I'll show you my room first. We can have some food there." he said, trying to sound cheerful.
"Okay." Kurapika agreed. They stepped inside the gates.
*****
"That's Kuroro's house!" Pakunoda hissed at the junior who insisted at tagging along. "Junior boy, even I haven't been inside there." she added jealously.
The junior boy rolled his eyes, "My name is not 'junior boy'. It's Le-o-ri-o. Leorio."
Why was he being so difficult? Didn't he understand what was happening? "Junior boy, you don't understand. Kuroro never invites anyone in his home. It's ... sacred or something."
"It's Le-o-ri-o." he grumbled.
Of all the companions, why did Pakunoda have to be stuck with this one? "Whatever." she told him. "We have to figure a way to get in."
Thankfully, Pakunoda saw a spark of intelligence in his eyes, "How?"
Pakunoda started ticking off the possibilities on her fingers, "Well, we can't pretend to be friends of Kuroro, since he never invites those over. It would be difficult to break into such a high security mansion, so that's out. I doubt pretending to be high officials would work. Hmmm..."
"Why don't we pretend to be ... checking the electric wires or something?" the junior boy suggested.
That was the worst idea, Pakunoda sneered. "And how do you plan to show up dressed in the school uniform, junior boy? Wouldn't it be kind of obvious?"
To her surprise, he gestured at a shop in the corner. "Look over there. It looks like a place where we can buy what we need."
It was a secondhand store. Surprising at this area, Pakunoda thought. "Secondhand Wares at First Rate Prices. Could be. Good idea, junior boy!" She said in a tone with some respect.
"It's Le-o-ri-o." he sighed, walking towards the shop.
Pakunoda eyed him. He was surprisingly smart for a ... junior boy. "Okay, Leorio." After a few moments of silence, "So tell me, why do you want to follow them?" she asked in a conversational tone.
"I ... uh, Kuroro wouldn't be good for Kurapika." Leorio mumbled.
Could Leorio be interested in Kurapika? "Hmm ... I guess Kurapika is a hot object." she grinned.
"He's my friend!" Leorio's blush showed his true feelings.
"Suuuure." Pakunoda laughed. "Leorio has a crush on Kurapika." she sang, in a surprisingly good mood, considering that Kuroro had invited the dumb blond in his home.
That good mood plummeted mere minutes later.
"I hate orange." she grumbled, eyeing the orange outfits they bought. "It's a horrible color for my hair."
"I don't like it, too." Leorio admitted, "But it looks the most realistic. It even has a little suitcase to go with it."
"With a crappy name." she sighed, knowing that the same crappy name was on the back of her outfit: Electopus!! The Electric Company with Eight Hands to Help.
"Well, yes, but at least, we look the part."
"We look like underpaid workers." That was true, the uniform was stained and torn.
Leorio grinned, "And that's what we are!"
Finally they were there.
"Hello, we're from Electopus, the elctric company with eight hands to help." he held out his hand to the guard who shook it suspiciously.
"What do you want?"
"We're here to check the safety of the electric system of this mansion. It's never too safe, and the Electopus is always here to help!" Leorio chirped.
Pakunoda had to admit, Leorio sure was doing a good job.
"The master doesn't need such things." the guard grumbled, looking pissed at being interrupted from eating donuts at his post.
"Are you sure?" Leorio piped in. "Just for today, the Electopus is free! You could be saving big bucks for your boss, and helping this mansion be a better, safer place to be."
"Free?"
"Absolutely. It's part of our promo." Leorio confided, smiling.
"Well, okay, but only for a short while." the guard sighed. "Just for ten minutes. Or else I'll have you kicked out." He opened the gate.
"Don't worry! With eight hands, the Electopus will have everything in order."
They walked towards the mansion, with a smiley Leorio and an impressed Pakunoda.
"You were great!" she told him.
"Of course." he grinned. "I'll cross every bridge to get to Kurapika."
Pakunoda nodded, "Where do we go now?"
Leorio thought for a while, "Hmm, if Kurapika was in my house, I'll lead him straight to the bedroom ..."
Pakunoda blushed, "Kuroro isn't like that!"
"Your Kuroro sure is hot to get his claws in my Kurapika." he pointed out.
Harsh but true. Pakunoda sighed. "Fine, to the bedroom."
*****
"This is my collection of books." Kuroro gestured at room. "Feel free to look around."
Kurapika walked around the room, "There are so many books. And most of them are first editions!" he picked one randomly and started turning the pages. "I haven't read this."
"You can borrow anything you want." Kuroro smiled.
"Oh, I can't." Kurapika set down the book, "I don't want to impose on you."
"It's no trouble at all." Kuroro smiled. "Kurapika ..." He wanted to share his feelings so much, but what if Kurapika scorned them?
Well, there were ways of convincing him. Tender ways and not-so-tender ways. Not that he wanted to hurt the beautiful boy.
"Yes?" Kurapika asked.
Kuroro took a deep breath, "It's really no trouble if you borrowed the book. I'd give you more if I could."
Kurapika looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"I ... I like you a lot." There! He finally said it, now the ball was in Kurapika's court.
"Th-thanks, Kuroro." he stuttered in the most endearing way. He was backing away to the bookshelf.
"Please." Kuroro whispered, pinning the boy against the bookshelf. He stared at the mesmerizing green eyes and kissed those luscious lips.
"STOP THAT!"
Kuroro turned and saw two orange-suited people at the doorway.
Wait ... they were from school. They were Pakunoda and Leorio! He scowled, "What are you doing here?"
Leorio stepped forward, "I'm here for Kurapika. You shouldn't just kiss him!"
"Paku?" he gave her the iciest stare he could muster, which wasn't much, since he was enjoying the squirming boy pressed against him.
"I-I-I..." she blushed and looked away. "I'm sorry."
"You spy on me, the leader! Your loyalty as part of the Genei Ryodan is suspect." he declared. "Get out of my sight, both of you. Or I'll call security."
"I'm not leaving without Kurapika." Leorio said. "Come on, Kurapika."
"Kuroro, please let me go." Kurapika finally said in a soft voice.
Kuroro was a man of discipline and he knew when to stop. He got off Kurapika. "Okay. Can you come over tomorrow?"
"Er, we'll talk about it tomorrow." With that, he went to Leorio and they left, after a scathing look, courtesy of Leorio.
Kurapika's answer was practically a yes! Kuroro smiled, but when he saw Pakunoda he frowned, "Leave."
"Kuroro, please."
"Leave. Don't talk to me unless I talk to you." He went to the door and left a teary Pakunoda.
Good. I'll never forgive her, he thought. And I'll get that Leorio, he promised.
TO BE CONTINUED
How was it? Comments please!!!
Okay, I know that REAL security for hotshots wouldn't let people like Leorio and Pakunoda in the mansion just like that ... but let's pretend for the sake of the fic, okay? Please?
Please read the next one! What is Kuroro's revenge against Leorio? What will Pakunoda do now? Will Gon succeed in communicating with Killua (with Hisoka not knowing)? After all that, will Leorio tell Kurapika what he really feels? If so, how will Kurapika react?
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