Soz for the late update its kinda hard finding time to write together...

This chapter is according to KurapicaKuroro's request. We had fun writing this!

A note to all KurapicaxKuroro fans: this fic may be horrifyingly traumatising. So grab a good sense of humour and read on!

Kurapica: I'm next! D:

CRACK!

Killua: KEH! What, another lame story?

Pancake: Who cares.

Gon: It doesn't matter.

Kurapica: (eagarly begins reading)...

The music blared loudly from the Nostrad mansion. Inside, old friends and enemies were reunited as Hunter examiners and examinees met again. Neon was hosting her annual Christmas party. There was a tree, presents and lots and lots of food. People were dancing, chatting and eating happily.

Two of our favourite characters were standing in a corner, sipping their drinks. (The other two were running around like mini Tarzans.) One of them had especially keen eyes for the other gender and was currently using them to look out for girls, his favourite hobby.

"Whaa… she looks pretty in that dress…"

"Who?" Kurapica asked unenthusiastically.

"That one over there, with the long pink hair," Leorio pointed.

"Oh. She's my boss. Don't you ever remember the people who invite you to their parties?"

Leorio stared at his friend with bulging and disbelieving eyes. "Seriously? Dude, have you ever tried flirting with her? Cos if you haven't… SHE'S MINE!"

The blonde shot him a glare. "You want me to lose my job?"

Leorio laughed and slapped him on the back, "Only joking! Lighten up, man, it's a party!"

Kurapica looked away and closed his eyes in irritation. "Do whatever you want, then."

So with a huge toothy grin plastered on his face, the man skipped away to the young lady. Kurapica wandered over to the large table covered with food, helping himself to a sandwich. He looked around and spotted Ponzu, the bee girl, and decided to talk to her for a bit.

*SMASH*

The sound of glass smashing obtained some high-pitched screams from the girls and Leorio. The Phantom Brigade swung into the broken window and landed neatly on the glass covered carpet in formation.

"FOOD! GLORIOUS FOOD!"

Lined up with perfect precision, with Kuroro as their conductor, they sang passionately with their hands clasped together.

"WONDERFUL FOOOOD! MAGICAL FOOOOOOOOD!"

The leader finished with a lovely flourish of his arms. Their song ended and the Spiders charged at the food-laden table like buffaloes. Kurapica scowled and a chain materialised on his hand, eyes turning bright scarlet. "KURORO YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH CRASHING THIS PARTY!"

He flung the chain at the charging Spider with all his might. The rest sprinted past the pair and began shoveling food into their mouths.

To the blonde's surprise Kuroro grabbed the chain and jerked the younger boy towards him, in the middle of the dance floor.

*Silence*

Even Leorio's glasses fell off as everyone stopped and stared. All of a sudden fangirls squealed with delight.

"Apples!" Hisoka giggled creepily and looked at Gon across the table. The spiky hair boy smiled unsurely and dashed behind Killua.

"May I have this dance?" Kuroro bowed with the chain tucked between his teeth, treating it like a rose, earning louder fangirl squeals.

"Sure, but I'm leading," Kurapica answered sarcastically. He pulled the chain back towards him and there was a resonating SNAP! The older man looked up with him with emotionless eyes and smiled menacingly, a front tooth clearly missing from the top row. He looked ridiculous with a black hole in the middle of his goofy smile. *fangirls scream and cry*

Resisting the urge to laugh, the blonde tried to stamp on the Spider's foot with a resounding STOMP! only to end up having the man's foot stamping his foot. STOMP!

"I'm sorry, but I asked first. Besides, you are often depicted as a female…" Kuroro spoke smoothly.

"Well THIS TIME, those fanfiction writers are gonna accept me as a MALE. Now, Get…off," Kurapica sneered. The older man released his foot. He watched by amusingly as the blonde removed his right shoe and eagerly slid off the sock. The boy shook his head and tutted, "Look what've you done, you've splintered my toenail."

"Haha," Kuroro teased in a mocking tone.

"Fortunately, it's fake." The younger boy slipped off the 'fake toenail' with precise caution. He casually flicked it behind, and Leorio reacting to his instincts caught the object, then only dropping it when he realized how hideous the toenail was.

Leorio: There he goes again.

Everyone: (looks at Kurapica sulking in the corner)

Pancake: I feel bad.

Gon: Me too. I'm gonna join him. (Goes over to Kurapica and joins him in the sulking corner)

Killua: Tch. It's just a story, here, hand it over...

The spider couldn't hold on any more, his shoulders were shaking slightly from the laughter within, "Oh?"

Kurapica continued as if he was talking as a matter-of-fact, "After all, one must be well prepared."

Without warning he hurled his chain yet again in another attempt to kill the ruthless spider. Kuroro simply caught the metal string and pulled it towards him, dragging Kurapica along. Luckily the blonde was just able to stop himself from clashing into his enemy. Standing only a couple of centimeters apart, they glared at each other, revenge for tooth and toenail burning in their cold eyes.

~The grand piano plays Beethoven's 5th Symphony~

Although they were unconscious of their surroundings, they tried to stamp each others' foot along with the greatly defined notes of the dramatic melody with astounding accuracy. STO-STO-STO-STOMP! STO-STO-STO-STOMP! The crowd applauded, with the exception of the spiders still eating to their hearts content.

Kurapica reached out and yanked the spider's ear, "Let GO of my chain."

"If you let go of my ear." Kuroro challenged.

And so they continued to 'dance' in that stubborn fashion; Kuroro trying to untangle the mess of chains on his wrist while using the other hand to wrench the blonde's hand away before his ear breaks. Kurapica had no mercy. With every tug he liberated a loud war cry. They spun and half-tripped and swayed and moved swiftly across the dance floor, the crowd oohh-ed and aahh-ed at every dance move that they considered unique.

Meanwhile, Hisoka was enjoying his time trying the large variety of fruit. Never had he thought there were other ripe and delicious fruit apart from apples. He savoured the strawberries, relished the lychees and cried when he gulped down a whole mouthful of lemon flesh. Recovering from the immense sourness of the lemon, he inspected the bananas in the glass fruit bowl.

The man picked up the 'exotic fruit' and examined it at every angle. He looked at the other people for guidance and caught Killua peeling the banana then dipping it into chocolate crème. Using his guidance, Hisoka peeled the banana and devoured it. He beamed in contentment, "Oh! It's so ripe!" He tossed the banana peel behind him and resumed eating the bananas.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous clash on the dance floor as the popular couple tripped over. Kuroro rubbed his throbbing head as Kurapica reached out for the banana peel. The boy glared suspiciously at Hisoka who was eating halfway though a banana. The jester shook his head innocently and pointed to a nearby monkey.

The black hair man chuckled at the confused blonde. Unable to contain his fury, Kurapica shoved the banana peel in his partner's mouth.

Banana peels showered endlessly on the dance floor. The monkey was ravenous, gulping up one banana after another whilst chucking the remains behind. It began to wrestle with Hisoka in order to get the best quality bananas. Soon it was raining banana peels and banana peels. There weren't enough space to even move.

Irritated that the fact Kurapica could not possibly fight his enemy, he managed to fling his chain up on the spinning fan, dragging Kuroro along with him. They were sailing madly through the air.

A wonderful feeling surged through the boy's body. Never in his life had he ever felt the breathtaking wind that gushed passed him. Drowned in revenge, the carefree sensation was lost in his grasp years ago. And now, he was able to recapture that sensation. Yes, that sense of freedom. Oh how fantastic that feeling is. Truly magnificent! Tarzan had always been his favourite movie and inspiration.

"Quit daydreaming," Kuroro interrupted, still holding on to Kurapica's chain for dear life.

"Shut up! This is none of your business!" In a snap, Kurapica was back in his dreamy bliss. Vaguely he would hear bits of "let go!" or "hello?" Feeling quite annoyed, he shook off the extra weight off his arm and went back to his déjà vu. I wonder who's screaming in the background…?

The two mini Tarzans (namely Gon and Killua) watched in awe as the leader of the Phantom Brigade plummeted out the broken window, "Farewell. That's all for now, folks." Kuroro's looney tooney statement brought tears and squeals from the fangirls. Hisoka simply giggled and glanced to and fro from the ripe bananas to Gon.

Leorio reunited with the two young Tarzans and the three looked up at their wistful friend.

"Is he gonna stay there?" Gon piped up.

Leorio shrugged, "Yeah, he is, that blonde Tarzan…"

Everyone: (suddenly realised that Kurapica and Gon was back in the circle again)

Kurapica: (eyes sparkling) The movie was so cool, poor Tarzan, his parents died when he was younger than me.

Leorio: awwww...

Gon: Anyways, (grabs another christmas cracker) I'm next!

To be continued~

Here you go, gon 123abc and Little_Miss_Introverted! Hope all you guys have enjoyed this chapter! Next, we will write upon chaseyoudown's request!