Vowed Vengence
by GW
disclaimer: I do not own HxH or anything used in this story... Don't sue me pls...
After retrieving Gon and Killua from the Genei Ryodan, Kurapika fainted after telling Leorio and the others that the battle between him and the Spider had just begun.
Chapter 3: Rukuso"You mean that your tribe still exist?!" Killua blurt out.
"Yes…" Kurapika replied immediately.
Gon was greatly amazed. "What do you mean?"
"The tribes people does not exist but the place was still the same, same as five years ago, when my tribe still lives…"
Leorio was open-mouthed, unable to believe what his friend was saying.
"My doctor told me that I needed a rest," The blue-eyed boy gazed at Leorio, "so I decided to go to a vacation there…"
"But the Southern Piece auction is about to start this week…" Gon protested.
"Guys, I know all of you are busy…" Kurapika explained, "You don't need to come with me. I can proceed there alone…"
"B-but," Leorio complained.
"Yeah, Leorio's right!" Killua agreed with a wink.
"Hey! I haven't spoke out yet!" the middle-aged man objected.
"You can't go there alone considering the fact that you haven't recovered yet." The ex-assassin continued.
"Got any evidence?" the blacklist hunter confronted the boy, "no chance of persuading me not to go, I have made my mind and it's final." Leorio wanted to go up against the blond boy but he knew whenever he is stern, he can do nothing.
After a while of altercation, Kurapika went to his room and started to pack his things.
He's inside his room, rummaging at all the stuff he is about to take on his journey; garments, books, cellular phone to keep in touch with his friends, and a picture. Before putting this picture on his bag, he took a brief look at it. The picture was taken not later than the end of the hunter exam; every each of them owns a copy of the photo in question. Gon and Killua at the foreground were both barefooted while Leorio and Kurapika was behind them, the taller boy teasing the other. At the background is a huge maple tree with broad orange leaves. This journey will be a lonesome one. He thought while putting the photograph in his bag. Then again, he busied himself at double-checking the stuff he'll be taking with him.
That night was not easy to Kurapika as it was to Gon. Sleep won't come to the blond boy so he decided to find anything that could get him fast asleep. Picking a book from the table at the bedside, Kurapika started to read and immediately fall asleep.
Early that morning, Kurapika rushed to the nearest train station, ready to leave… He decided not to tell them that he'll leave earlier. He knew that Leorio and Killua would determinedly convince him not to go.
He took a deep breath before he lifted his luggage then continuously walked to the train station. He already got his ticket with him so he continued to walk pass the ticket lane then to the train entrance. He seated himself on an isolated seat, beside the window where he could clearly see the panoramic view back to his hometown.
He glanced at the window while waiting for the train to depart, when he felt someone standing behind him. He looked at the unknown cohort. The man was of early-twenties; dark colored eyes same as his hair.
"Leaving so early?" the man he recognized as Leorio addressed him.
He had nothing in mind so he nodded as a reply. The man sat beside him and said: "Gon and Killua will be following us next week." As a smile started to form in his lips. "Can I sit here?"
"NO!" Kurapika turned towards to stare at him.
Leorio smiled, patted Kurapika's head, but the Kuruta crossly shoved his hand. He had been used to the younger lad's way of intimidating his pals when he feels like it. "Thank you…" he sarcastically said, then sat beside his irritated companion.
Kurapika gazed at the window when he heard the train's consecutive thuds, then the train came moving – slow at first, becoming faster and faster in every second, until it reached a steady phase where he can't hardly feel that they are moving. He opened the window to feel the cold autumn wind and to have a closer view of the vague mountains, probably covered with mist since it is still early. He was waiting for the bright sun to chase the haze and reveal the real color of those gray-colored giants. "Why did you follow me? Gon and Killua might need you there." Kurapika said without looking at him.
Leorio smiled, "You know nothing…"
The sound rang at Kurapika's head that made him stare at the person. "What do you mean?" His eyes turning fierce.
"We already discuss this." Leorio reasoned out, afraid that Kurapika would lose his temper and give him some kick then and there. "Those kids woke me up last night and told me that I should go with you or else they'll be going with you. So I have no choice."
"Is that so?" The Kuruta once again turned at the window to see that the rays of the sun, now peeping at the base of the sleeping giant.
"Is my evocation the only reason why you're going back home?" The elder person asked seriously, staring at the Kuruta's blond head – his hair, caressed by the sunshine and the wind flirts with its every strand.
Kurapika shook his head. Something's in his friend's voice that tells him not to lie. "My father has always reminded me…" Kurapika paused to look at his companion, "that when you are traveling and turn up at a dead end, try to go where you're from, then start over again…"
"So that's why you don't want us to come?"