AN1: I forgot to say that the fic I translated is only chapter 1 of this fic. Its name was "Warm Heart". With my friend's approval, I developed the plot of that fic into this fic: "Blurring Line".
AN2: I'm sorry for this chapter to be so long. Although from chapter 2, it's my fic but it's still translating. And I'm very bad with translating what I wrote. I think the next chapters would not take much time, for I've realized that writing straight in English is much pleasant than writing in my language, then translate it. ^^
Chapter 3
Kal Kally
"Now, the only way for you to save those two brats is to untie the chain around my heart." Kuroro did say it gently.
"Never." Kurapika snarled.
"You have no other choice. Time does not wait for you. Genei Ryodan does
not wait for you." Kuroro's hand traveled down Kurapika's cheek and lingered on
the warm skin. As if his body was acting on its own will, Kurapika leaned to
the touch. It's so warm. The warmth was returning. Invisible fire was burning
in every of his veins.
"But..." Kurapika whispered.
"Sometimes, you cannot say the word 'but'." Kuroro's voice became huskier. He tilted Kurapika's chin up and leaned down, placing on those lips a passionate kiss.
Kurapika froze. Thoughts of jerking back, of struggling against his enemy's hold fled through his mind, but couldn't stay in it even for only a single second. Like following a dream, he wrapped his arms around Kuroro's neck and returned the kiss with the same passion.
"So? Have you decided yet? I won't harm you or the other two. I even will find a way to save the two brats." Kuroro said after releasing him and straightened up. "The only problem is if you believe me or not."
Hatred was fading really fast even though Kurapika had tried so hard to cling to it. The whirlwind of mixed emotions started to overwhelm him. He had to lean heavily to the wall. If not for its support, he might have crumbled to the floor right after Kuroro's lips parted his.
"Don't forget that my nen has been locked." He said.
"A nen-locking device prevented the nen of a nen user from being used. To untie the chain around my heart, your nen will be forced out, so does it matter if your nen has been locked or not?"
"No, it doesn't matter." Kurapika looked down and forced the words out with much difficult. He looked up at Kuroro, his eyes strangely huge, almost sending a silent beg. "Do I really not have any other choice?"
"No. You don't."
"Chain Jail Release." Kurapika whispered, and instantly felt his
power being sucked out of his body very fast to break a chain that was created
to be never broken.
The moment the chain left Kuroro's heart was also the moment when Kurapika's strength all left him. Fortunately, Kuroro was there to let him fall into his arms. Kuroro gently placed him down near the wall. "Good boy. Isn't it easier for both of us?" The question wasn't answered as he was drained to the point it hurt to make any noise.
Light flared at the entrance of the cells, followed by many footsteps. "In time." Kuroro said, more like to himself than to Kurapika. He straightened up and walked to the center of the cell. Standing there facing the cell's door and folding his arms, he waited calmly for his captors.
The Silver Eagle stormed inside. There were five of them. Where the rest were, Kuroro didn't care. It was still strange somehow that they had managed to capture him for a night but he still didn't have a single impression who they were and what he had to do with them in the past. After all, if his nen hadn't been locked by the chain, they would have all buried deep under the ground by now.
"Have you prepared for your death? This time, we'll wipe out that
smirk of yours and let you die slowly, and painfully." One of the men
threatened.
"What a pity. Today I have no intention to enjoy your beating." Kuroro said calmly.
Kurapika only watched the fight, leaning heavily to the wall. This was the first time he had to break a chain he created. He hadn't even known before that breaking such a chain was possible. The effort of that process seared out his strength. He could barely open his eyes, fighting now was just out of the question.
Kuroro didn't even use his nen. Kurapika couldn't help but admiring the
criminal. Even in a hand-to-hand fighting with that many people, Kuroro was
still in the upper hand. He even had a feeling that Kuroro was only toying with
those people.
His thoughts were interrupted as one of the Silver Eagle's members grabbed his
arm and lifted him up off the ground forcefully. The sharp claws on the man's hand
dug into his arm, sending a wave of pain through his brain. Blood trickled down
his arm, but Kurapika didn't know that. The sudden movement made his head spin.
"And you, you must be another toy of that bastard." The man said with disgust. "Just another whore. I don't know why we went through all the trouble to bring you here. Why don't you just die to save us trouble?"
Those words made Kurapika nearly explode with anger. He used his free hand
to strike at the side of the man's head while kicking at the man's legs. His
plan was using pain to make the other release the hold on his arm, but he
didn't expect that all his strength seemed to have left him. All of his attacks
were so weak that they only got a wince, and fury from his captor.
"You--" The man snarled in rage. Claw appeared on his other hand, it seemed to be made of nen. Kurapika saw the murder in the man's eyes and tensed. Still, he didn't expect the pain that shook his body as the sharp claw tore through the flesh on his side, cracking his rib. Kurapika didn't hear his own scream as the man flung him to the bars of the cell.
Kurapika coughed up blood. He tried to push himself up, but collapsed. The pain on his side was bad enough, but it seemed it could still be worse, as his head ached like someone constantly using hammer to hit on it.
He heard the man satisfied laugh and gritted his teeth, but unable to do anything. Suddenly, the laugh stopped. Kurapika didn't understand at first, but then he realized.
The level of Kuroro's nen was rocketing.
Pain from his wound and exhaustion of having to break a chain nearly immobiled Kurapika. He could only lie on the ground, blinking at the mist before his eyes. Behind that mist, the fight went on, but even with his eyes open, Kurapika only caught glimpses of it.
A violet aura covered Kuroro. On his hand appeared a book. The book's page automatically flipped until it flipped to a page that Kuroro desired.
"Chain Jail!"
From the hand that wasn't holding the book, five chains stretched out in five directions, wrapped themselves around the Silver Eagle and tied them up firmly. Kuroro hold the chains in his hand and lift them in front of him. A cruel smiled appeared on his lips.
"Now, let's see who will die."
Kurapika subconsciously clenched his fist. The technique that he had to gone through much pain and training to attain was copied so easily. Even as he was furious, Kurapika must still admit that Kuroro was using his technique at a level he had never been able to reach.
He tried to push himself up again, but failed. It seemed the claws had poison.
It wasn't only pain that tortured him, but all of his senses were turning numb.
Kurapika tried to focus on the fight, but in the end, he gave up and submitted
himself to darkness.
Screams and begs of the dying men didn't moved Kuroro. The sounds of breaking
bone were only like music to his eyes. The chains continued to tighten theirs
hold until all screams and groans vanished. When the chains disappeared, on the
floor were only five corpses.
Kuroro stepped over the corpse indifferently. He walked to the two other cell, the violet aura and the book both didn't vanish. He let Senritsu out first, then entered Leorio's cell.
As predicted, Leorio jumped to his feet. "How can you escape? And where is Kurapika?"
"Leave here." Kuroro ordered.
Leorio tried to punch him, but Kuroro dodged easily. "I only repeat once more time. I promised to let you live. So you will live. But..." Kuroro warned. "Don't stand on my way. I won't kill you, but I can make you crave for death. Leave here."
"Never." Leorio clenched his fist, trying to get over his own fear. "I won't leave here without Kurapika."
"Kurapika will be safe."
"Liar. As if I didn't know--"
"Leorio." Senritsu's voice cut off Leorio's words. "He won't harm Kurapika. Do what he says."
"But..."
A low laugh from Kuroro startled both of them. "Time to think is over.
Now it's no longer your choice."
The book on his hand opened and flipped pages on his own. Kuroro lifted his other hand and covered Leorio and Senritsu in a white, pale light. In front of each person appeared a huge eye. Kuroro nodded, and the light swept through their memories, burning away everything that had happened since they got captured.
When the light faded, Leorio and Senritsu clashed to the ground, unconscious. The violet aura surrounding Kuroro faded too, and the book vanished. Kuroro broke the nen-control device on both of them, then returned to his old cell.
He gathered Kurapika into his arms gently, trying not to hurt the boy further. Then with his unexpected prize, he left that dark place.
To be continued...
