This story was a fiction, and a miniseries, it's truly based my my pure imaginations, if you found any similarities with other stories, that was a pure coincidence.


Disclaimer: Hunter x Hunter and all of its characters respectively belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi sensei

Genre: Semi-romance, Friendship, Drama, Family, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, etc

Rate: T, well, just for safety even this chapter could also be read by younger children,

Pairing(s): KuroKura, slight KuroPaku

Warning: Female Kurapika, OOC-ness, typo(s), perhaps, gloomy scenery, AU, weird plotting, etc.

I accept no silent reader, you read, you review


Moon and Angels - Part 2

H. Kaoru

2012


"M-me..what? pardon..?", Kurapika cannot believed her own ears when she heard the mention of the sacred silver-blood, combined with inherited, and her name.

"Yes, sweetheart, yes. We, I mean, your father and I , had been thinking this whole time, to told you that you might inherited the sacred silver-blood", explained her to her only daughter, Kurapika was froze upon hearing what she just heard, though she was half convinced,

is that why those vampires came to this town? To search for the silver-blooded maiden, which is...me.., she began to wonder, of how on earth a vampire like Kuroro would go near her if it's not had something to do like the sacred silver-blood that flows on her very own veins,

"Sweetie, are you fine?", asked her mother worriedly, of course rudely snapped her back from her own negative thoughts,

"Yes, I'm fine mother, thank you", she replied her mother rather half-heartedly.


Meanwhile, at the castle of Lucilfer, where two young vampires was having a conversation at their own coffin,

"So, you haven't found the silver-blooded maiden, eh?", came a voice of someone cold, he's talking from his coffin and his eyes were very dead and icy,

"I cannot say otherwise though, but surely I think I could sense the maiden wasn't far", Kuroro replied in his composure while resting himself at his own coffin, and he could heard that his colleague started to laugh a bit, which in either way had turn his mood to the sourness level that could almost brought him to get up and choke the other person right at his neck, however, learning his status as the highest vampire since he was the last descendant of The Highness Count Dracula, he chose to keep calm and stay in,

I guess visiting last night's girl could brought up the air a bit, he thought to himself, while absentmindedly smiled a little, so little that even he himself unaware of it.


On the Angel Palace, Princess Pakunoda was on her own room, combing her pale blonde hair softly, while serenading within herself as she's looking at the mirror, the image of the addictive Prince Kuroro had reflected on her mirror, replacing her own reflection,

"No, no way", she snapped on her own daydreaming,

"A vampire wouldn't have had a reflection", she said later on, continuing her murmuring while serenading to herself.

Unnoticed by her, her father came on the door, and seeing her,

"Knock, knock, my beautiful princess", said the pompous King Hanzo, Pakunoda immediately stop her activity and turn to her father, something was always wrong when her father's came to her room,

"What now father? You're saying that I should marry the Archangel again? Please, I'd rather commit suicide", she said harshly as it may sound, knowing a type of father she grown up with, no one would wonder why on heaven she could have one sharp mouth like that,

"No, not with the Archangel again...my dear, with his twin brother..", Hanzo walk closer to his daughter and stroke some of her pale hair,

"Twin brother? What are the difference?", Pakunoda shook her head to let her father's hand get off of her hair, she never like it when he's started to messed up with her hair, well, even if he said he just wants to stroke her hair a little, it could ends up as a mess, and she hates it when someone messed with her hair.

Pakunoda gave a heaven sigh then turn again to her father,

"You should leave, father, cause I need my beauty sleep", she told it again, she didn't know how many times she had use those words to make her father leaves her room, and, just like before, and before, it worked,

"Very well, until morning my turtledove", Hanzo went out and close the door behind him, before walk back to his own room.


Kurapika found herself staring at the moon in her bewilderment; she pressed her eyes in order to stop her for daydreaming about the certain mysterious person, that if he could be called by his name, it was Kuroro.

"The sacred...silver-blood", she murmured to herself, still shocked upon hearing about it, she remembers every inch about them, it's something that's been talked commonly over the chatroom that she's joined in, The Black Page, well, she never thought of it for a second, and come to think of it, now she had to think about that cursed blood that flows in her very vein all the time, since escaping from the fate of blood would be impossible to do.

"Good evening, Miss white-roses-thief", she suddenly heard a voice that thrilled her in no time, it's definitely him, the vampire from last night,

"What do you want to climb up on my window? I had no intention of talking to a vampire anymore since last night", she hissed at him, while trying her best on not turn to face him, knowing that she might, once again, be fallen into his charm.

"Is that so? Then you might be out in luck, cause if you choose to not play me another song, I will drank your very young blood, Miss", came his deadpan replied that really put her in an edge,

"Okay, I'll play you one song, but you should leave afterwards, I don't want my parents to know that I was befriend with a vampire, they'll burn me if they know", answered her a little harsh, she just want him to stay away from her as far as possible, and she was just being afraid in the mention of 'drank her blood' since she was just being informed that she had the sacred silver-blood.

Kurapika once again took out her violin and play it, of course on one request by now, she's not allowed to play a sad song anymore, only a cheer one, and, with a sigh and rolled eyes, she agreed.

"Kuroro...you're a vampire, right?", she tried to asked him once she's done playing, Kuroro turn to her and raised one of his eyebrows,

"I am, want a prove?", said him rather proudly, though sounds so dead to her ears,

"No need to do that, I'm already very convinced", Kurapika answered to him, she sighed,

"You had something on here?", Kuroro said while gesturing to his own head, referring to Kurapika's head, Kurapika blinked her eyes for some moment and looking at him in confusion,

"Y-yes I do, something had bothered me, sir, I really want to asked you, but..I'm afraid", she gave him her honest answer, even though she herself cannot understand why did she always being so honest to him,

"Afraid? Of what?", Kuroro said shortly, he sounds amused with this human girl, yes, he doesn't know why, but this human fellow that goes by the name of Kurapika always provide him with much amusement,

"I'm afraid..you will angry..", Kurapika said honestly, Kuroro glared at the girl in confusion, though the next second he laughs loudly as he started to understand her meaning, Kurapika gave her pouted face as he laughed, cause it may sounds as if she was worried too much, and he was enjoying her worrywart behave,

"Hahaha...now you got my curiosity, so, what is it that you need to asked?", Kuroro finally spoke after some moment of laughs, he's really enjoying this,

"Well...I want to asked you..about the silver-blood maiden", Kurapika spoke after she sighed for only-god-knows-how-many-times, Kuroro furrowed his eyebrows at the mention of it, the sacred silver-blood,

"Alright, you really had something worth", he said deadpan, stop laughing to her relieve(or not?) and turn to her,

"Sir..what is the worth of silver-blood?", Kurapika asked him, her curiosity itself grown a lot more than she could expected, and even her chatroom friend could not answer that one single question, of why the silver-blood was called sacred, Kuroro looking at her aquamarine eyes and only found the large amount of curiosity in it, he didn't see that behind those curiosity, lies a fear, a fear that comes from her feeling of knowing that she was the sacred silver-blooded maiden, he was just failed to see them, and she was truly succeeded to conceal it.

"Silver-blood, was the blood that I need, as a vampire, to became invincible, and defeated Hanzo, the King of Angel, then marry Princess Pakunoda", said Kuroro coldly, though Kurapika still managed to saw the little sadness hidden in between those words, she gave a sigh, thinking that it'll worth, to gave up her blood and started a new life, since she knows that one to be bitten by vampire would turn to be a vampire as well,

"However-", Kuroro continued his words, abruptly cut off Kurapika's thought,

"H-however?", she repeated his words, while stated to doubting her thought of just giving her blood to this vampire,

what is this feeling, why do feel like something wasn't right?, she thought to herself,

"Yeah, a sacred silver-blooded maiden could not be a vampire if her blood was taken, she will died", said Kuroro, Kurapika, of course she froze on her spot when she heard them, though she tried her best to keep her composure,

"Oh well, I guess it's time to go, I still have to search for the maiden, thanks for reminding me, Miss white-roses-thief", Kuroro said as he jump off of her window, Kurapika stared at him, a tear slide from her aquamarine eyes, down to her chin,

Kuroro...I am the silver-blooded maiden..., she thought to herself, then Kurapika hold onto her window as she felt her knees getting weaker, later on, she found herself kneeing while clinging oh her window,

"Kuroro..I think..I love you..", Kurapika murmured to herself, "If you came here again...I will give it..my blood..for you to be happy..my love..."


A/N: okaaay~ here's the second part of the story, much telling the conflict? or not? you tell me... hehe~

again, I beg your reviews, and forgiveness since the story might sounds quite in a rush..I believe..