Title: Forever

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the crazy plots. Not even the songs.

Pairing: Kuroro and Kurapika.

Rating: Varies (T or M)

A/N: Hi guys. This is a collection of KuroxKura songfics. Once you read this, you'll be absolutely, completely certain that I am batshit insane!

CHAPTER NINE

WHO AM I LIVING FOR

Author's senseless rant: This is the last chapter. After four angsties, a couple of semi-happy fics and two crazy eccentricities, I've worked on a bit of action. Hope you like it, though I am not too good at describing fights! Song belongs to Katy Perry.

I can feel a phoenix inside of me

As I march alone to a different beat

Slowly swallowing down my fear, yeah yeah

Finally! Kurapika thought as he caught and held the gaze of the raven haired man before him. The last of the spiders, Kuroro Lucifer. The rest were gone. Dead by his hand. Though it felt like a part of him died every time he took a life, he'd done it, for the sake of his vow. Now only Lucifer was left.

They moved simultaneously. The last Kuruta and the last Spider. Kurapika's chains and Kuroro's nen book had yet to appear. His eyes were a vivid scarlet as they fixated with scalding intensity on the black clad figure.

I am ready for the road less traveled

Suiting up for my crowning battle

This test is my own cross to bare

But I will get there

The sound of rattling metal rang in the air around them as Kurapika finally summoned his chains. They charged at Kuroro, who leapt out of the way and called forth the Bandit's secret. The pages flipped to one with the picture of an old man with hawkish eyes. A golden whip materialized in Kuroro's other hand and he used it to counter the blond's chains. Gold met silver and things went on like that for a while, neither of them giving nor gaining an edge. Abruptly, Kurapika dissolved his chains and summoned a pair of wakizashis. He charged.

It's never easy to be chosen, never easy to be called

Standing on the frontline when the bombs start to fall

I can see the heavens but I still hear the flames

Calling out my name

Kurapika clutched his torn shoulder and straightened up. The fight had been going on for about an hour now. Kuroro's stolen abilities clashing with Kurapika's techniques from various nen-groups. They were rather evenly matched to the dismay of both.

Both of them were still standing, but neither was unscathed. Numerous cuts and bruises adorned their bodies. Kurapika's most grievous injury was his mangled right shoulder. Kuroro, on the other hand, was bleeding profusely from a bloody wound on his abdomen. Their nen was nearly depleted.

Kurapika collapsed to his knees. The shoulder wound was taking its toll on him and didn't have the energy to use his Holt Chain. He watched warily as Kuroro approached him with slow, unsteady steps. He knew one thing for sure. He was going to die that day. But he wouldn't be going alone. The Spider head was coming with him.

I can see the writing on the wall

I can't ignore this war

At the eh-end of it all

Who am I living for?

The man dropped to one knee before him, panting softly. One of his hands still held the nen-book. The other held a katana that was made out of nen as well. Kurapika knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on to it for long; his nen was fading fast as well.

"Time to die, Kurapika." He said in a voice that sounded strangely gentle. Kurapika simply smiled and met the man's dark gaze. It was time.

Using the last of his nen, Kurapika shot a nen chain towards Kuroro. Like the Judgment chain, it disappeared into his body. But instead of wrapping around his heart, the chain became a cloud of pure nen that enveloped his beating heart.

"Care to come with me then, Kuroro?" He asked, grinning at the man's puzzled expression. That particular chain had short forth from his index finger. A chain that could be used only once. A chain that tethered the life of the one it enters to that of the user. The moment Kurapika died, Kuroro would as well. And vice-versa.

Realization dawned on Kuroro's face. He smiled serenely as he understood what the chain was for. He looked at Kurapika with something akin to admiration.

"It does seem fitting, doesn't it?" He said as he plunged the blade into the Kuruta's heart.

I can see the writing on the wall

I can't ignore this war

At the eh-end of it all

Who am I living for?

Author's senseless rant(contd): Well, I couldn't kill just one of them, so I came up with this! I mean, letting them both survive wouldn't be too fun, right. Don't worry, none of my multi-chapter fics will have such endings. I actually prefer happy endings, though most of my songfics sing a different story. :-P

Well, this is the end of this collection. Whopeeeee! Thankyou for sticking with me all this time, guys. Love ya'll.