Unconditional Loyalty
Summary: Kurapika is a Kurutanian beauty but keeps it a secret for his and Pairo's safety, he's also the bookworm that doesn't fit in among the towns people, and Leorio is the cursed prince all thanks to his own attitude. Both are from different worlds, yet they suffer from the same feeling of isolation. A parody of Disney's Beauty & The Beast. Alternate Universe setting.
Disclaimer: I certainly do not own anything of the Disney franchise, and I don't even own Togashi sensei's wonderful works for the Hunter X Hunter anime and manga. This is purely for fan entertainment, and to fulfill my craving for writing a Leorio and Kurapika centered fanfic.
Pairings: Leorio and Kurapika, slight Pokkles and Ponzu.
Author's Note: I'm terribly sorry for the long delay, its been a rough month for me, my baby son had a fever and as soon as he got well, its my turn to be sick. And right after I got well, I just had to be in a road accident yesterday. I could not use my car for a month and it really made me feel down, its really inconvenient.
Enough about my predicament though, you guys are here to read Chapter 3. I don't have much to say except that if you see the text in Italic format, it's the character's thoughts.
Kurapika could feel a person bumping into his left shoulder as he walked towards home while his nose was in his book, and he quickly apologize ''Oh,excuse me, I didn't see where I was going, did I hurt you anywhere?''
''Hello, Kurapika.'' a familiar male voice replied with a dark chuckle.
The blonde boy immediately recognized the voice that belonged to the signature straight black hair with a white bandana tied around the pale skinned forehead. Every feeling of this day to be yet another regular day are quickly gone.
Kurapika doesn't like this man very much ever since this very same man had been planning to pursue him in a courtly, no, scratch that, pervasive manner. It didn't even matter to him that this man is a well known, rich antique collector in this town. His wealth isn't the only contributor to his fame, his handsome looks and charismatic personality helped to get into the townsfolk's good books. Being a bachelor in his mid 20's had earned himself abundant attention from the young female residents as well. However, Kurapika had learned a long time ago that a person's worth is not to be judged based on shallow standards like wealth or status, no. He preferred kind, genuine people with honest personalities to be associated with him.
What happens next between him and this antique collector is to be expected by Kurapika since this isn't their first encounter. But like always, Kurapika's upbringing prevented him from trying to be openly rude around this man, politeness has always been his forte, and also his deceased tribesmen pride.
''Ohayou Kuroro-san. If you're alright I'll be going now.''
''Fancy seeing you today Kurapika. My, you looked lovely, as always. And is that the same book I saw you read last week while you're buying tomatoes for Pairo?''
Goodness knows how he remembers every movement that I've made. And gods, there he goes about my physical appearances again. Kurapika had to control the urge to roll his eyes in annoyance because of all the people he met in this town, Kuroro has the sharpest eyesight and senses and he can't have the handsome, black haired man catching him looking annoyed.
Then, something odd happened. Kurapika sweared that he is still holding his book when he's listening to Kuroro's creepy remarks about him, but now the book is no longer in his possession. When he quickly turned to look at Kuroro, he caught him reading his book, all the while making a bored face as if his book is full of uninteresting stories. Kurapika crosses his arms and asked in a calm voice ''Kuroro may I have my book, please?''
''Tsk, tsk, my dear boy, how can you read this? Every page is just filled with fictional stories. A smart lad like yourself could have at least filled his reading collections with practical, informative books about history, politics, philosophy… ''
''Well, some people use their imaginations. AND I do have books consist of those genres that you've just suggested, its just that I don't mind a fairy tale or two once in awhile. I'm open to almost anything.''
Kuroro shakes his head in disapproval and retorted monotonously, ''It's about time you got your head out of those books, as far as we both know, the world needs less of fantasies and childish dreams.''
''Having dreams are not childish… Hey!''
Kuroro didn't wait to finish hearing what Kurapika has to say as he tosses the book that is supposed to be a gift from Satotz into the pool of mud which is just next to both of them.
''There. You can now pay attention to more important things, like the one who is standing in front of you, who wants nothing more than your heart, your touches, everything from you. The whole town knew about it and they urged me to try to carry you off your feet just because no one else would dare to approach you. Be honest Kurapika, you know very well how no one else in this town is as good looking as me. The least you could do is give me a chance to be more than an acquaintance to you. ''
Not very far away from both men, a group of three women, a pink-haired petite named Machi, a tall dirty blonde named Pakunoda and a spectated, black haired curvaceous girl named Shizuku, were looking at Kuroro from a distance since the very beginning. They sigh in longing and admiration. They often fawn over Kuroro everytime he is spotted out in the open, and they longed to be his wife, unfortunately, it is obvious that Kuroro finds Kurapika more interesting and attractive than them, despite poor Kurapika being a male and wouldn't be able to provide him with offsprings.
Kurapika, who had enough of Kuroro's self appraisal, picks up the book and cleans off the mud from the cover with his pocket handkerchief. Without even looking at Kuroro, he sarcastically replied ''Why, Kuroro. Didn't know that you have dreams too.''
The proud antique collector chuckled darkly and puts his arms around Kurapika's shoulders. ''Why thank you Kurapika my dear. Perhaps being around you had made me that way. Well enough about our preference for books, would you like to walk over to my mansion and have a look at my antique collections? I'm sure someone intelligent like you would appreciate it.''
''Maybe some other time.'' With that Kurapika walked away from Kuroro and continue heading towards his and Pairo's home. Kuroro still followed him closely behind, still in the opinion that he has a chance to prove to Kurapika that he is worth his time.
Machi stared at the blonde boy who had captured Kuroro's heart and swore that the boy is insane. According to her, no one refuses to be with the great Kuroro let alone reject such a rare offer to go to his luxurious mansion.
''He's crazy!'' Shizuku exclaimed.
''Kuroro's such a hopeless romantic, sigh.'' Pakunoda continued.
Kurapika was about to open the door of his house when he noticed that Kuroro is still standing behind him. He let out an exasperated sigh and pleaded, ''Please Kuroro. I need to help Pairo with his inventions which is why I declined the offer to visit your house.''
The wealthy antique collector smiled and replied, ''With his current condition, he definitely need all the help he could get. However I don't think he's heading into the right direction for his future when it comes to striving to be the world's best inventor.''
''Don't you talk about my best friend that way!'' Kurapika almost loses his calm after hearing those words, but quickly remembered that he can't afford to show Kuroro his secret, so he closed his eyes, holds in a deep breath and exhales it slowly. Please, not now, don't let them turn red now.
''Care to elaborate? His poor eyesight would be a challenge and so are his weak legs. An inventor needs to be up on his feet all day, with good eyes to boot in order for him to invent any sort of gadget.''
''I believe in his abilities and passion and that's all that matters. You are in no business to belittle another human being.''
''I'm only saying that because I'm concerned, certainly you shouldn't spend the rest of your life taking care of an invalid. Pairo would be a hindrance to your dream of experiencing adventures out there.''
''Sigh... Kuroro, I understand what you're implying, but I think its time you learn the truth. You are indeed handsome, we both could be bookworms, and we both may even have a lot of things in common when it comes to our passion in learning about the world, BUT your insensitive heart lefts little to be desired. GOODBYE!''
And with that, Kurapika slammed the door to Kuroro's face, leaving him standing alone at the doorstep silently fuming. He will see to it that Kurapika will be his. No one ever says no to him and Kuroro will make sure to that.
I'm sorry everyone if this chapter had made Kuroro seemed out of character. I did try to retain some of his personality but its hard to imagine how an obsessed Kuroro would act. Nonetheless, feel free to give me reviews or well-meant criticism, I'll try to improve...