Hello! Love you guys! :D If you're wondering how cute little Katsu looks like, press this: art/Change-Of-Heart-Kurapika-X-OC-346010330
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The place was as quiet as usual. Not that it was deserted; it was that no one chose to speak. Everyone was minding their own business, as usual.
"I don't think we should trust Katsu," Feitan whispered, his voice echoing.
Everyone stopped what they're doing and turned at Feitan. Only Chrollo remained his eyes on the book.
"Not to say she's a betrayer but," he paused,
"She's seriously too stupid; 'I am a Ryodan' is like written all over her face."
Everyone turned back into minding their own business.
Feitan stared at Machi, half expecting a reply from her.
"Leave her, she'll be fine," she finally said.
"She's strong," added Shizuku.
"All of us didn't manage to track down the chain user even after months," Shalnark said, folding his arms,
"Yet she did it in one night, I doubt it was coincidence."
"Even if she was found out to be a spy, I think she can defend herself well enough, best case, even kill the Chain User for us," Machi said again.
"Idiots and geniuses clash. He'll never find out she's one of us, he wouldn't even suspect," Shizuku added.
"She wields a sword called Funo (fear) with a tremendous amount of nen in it. Furthermore, her speed is unimaginable."
Feitan frowned, "I still don't trust her."
"Why don't we ask the leader?" Shizuku stated, pushing up her glasses.
All attention shifted to Chrollo.
"Leave her."
And the decision was made.
Feitan grunted and walked into the shadows.
The night breeze brushed against Kurapika's cheeks as he looked up from his book and gazed at the night sky.
Nothing as peaceful.
"Kurapika~" Katsu chirped as she entered the room.
As usual, she didn't bother knocking.
He ignored her and went back to his book.
She hopped onto the bed and looked at him for a moment before speaking,
"What are you reading?"
Ignored.
Katsu frowned, he was always like that.
"Hey…"she began, not knowing if she should continue.
"Why…why do you hate the Genei Ryodan?"
She wanted to know.
No.
She had to know.
She wanted to know why he hated her. (Well, indirectly hated her)
Kurapika frowned, just as she had expected.
"It's okay if you don't want to tell me!" she immediately said, she didn't want him throwing books and overturning tables again.
"It was just a random question."
No reply.
Katsu looked down, regretting that she ever asked that question.
"Scarlet eyes."
Katsu looked up.
"The eyes of the Kuruta clan is one of the most beautiful things in the world," he sighed, he was looking at his book but obviously not reading it.
"For the scarlet eyes…The Genei Ryodan slaughtered everyone dear to me. My friends, my family…" he paused, his voice quivering,
"Everything."
Katsu stared at him for a moment, seemingly to have read his mind, she asked,
"Revenge? You want…revenge?"
No reply.
"Would you…give up your revenge for friends?"
No reply.
"…Money?"
No reply
"Love?"
Kurapika looked up at her,
"I exist to avenge my clan."
'At least I hope so.'
Katsu snorted, unaware she annoyed Kurapika that way.
"Is that how your Karutu clan or whatever it's called act? They all want petty revenge?"
"It's Kuruta and-"
"Immature."
Kurapika's eyes flashed in fury,
"You take that back."
Katsu's fingers closed around the katana hung on her back.
"Make me."
Melody was washing the dishes when
"BAM!"
She flinched. She looked at Kurapika's room door, something was happening inside, something bad…should she go check?
Kurapika shot a punch at Katsu as she dodged it easily.
She leaped onto the drawer, knocking over the lamp and drew her sword.
Kurapika realized he would need a weapon as well.
That was when he remembered one of his double sword under his bed. (The one he had in the hunter exam)
Katsu leaped at him, her sword swinging dangerously as he ducked it by inches. She used her free hand and landed a punch on Kurapika's stomach.
He winced at the pain and kicked her away, sending her flying back into a wall.
'She's small, but she's strong.'
He reached out for the sword from under his bed and drew it quickly.
Katsu came flying forward, quicker than he thought, catching him off guard as she returned him the kick.
He fell back and blocked her sword with his before it came slicing him into a clean half.
Gritting his teeth in anger, Kurapika kicked her away and scrambled onto his feet.
She recovered faster than he thought. Before he knew it, she was in front of him. She swung her sword at him as he ducked away, but not fast enough to save his cheek from getting cut.
He swerved downwards and tripped her. As she fell, he landed a punch square on her face, making the falling impact bigger.
Katsu spat out blood, staining Kurapika's hands with red.
With a furious cry, she returned Kurapika a punch and pounced on him, pinning him down.
She lifted her fist and landed it on his stomach, as he coughed out blood and splattered the red on her face. She was about to strike again when he pushed her off with all his might.
Katsu fell off but immediately recovered. She swung her sword at Kurapika, he did the same.
He grabbed Katsu's sword with his free hand, stopping it from slicing off his neck. Blood trickled down his hand, but he ignored it.
Katsu frowned, Kurapika's sword by her neck, ready to cut it whether she liked it or not.
That was when they had a good look at each other's faces.
Kurapika's eyes were flashing in fury, scarlet spelled anger.
Katsu's crimson eyes were clouded with anger as she gritted her teeth, clutching onto her sword furiously tight.
"STOP IT! BOTH OF YOU!"
Kurapika let go of Katsu's sword as they both lowered their weapons.
It was Melody.
She walked over to Katsu,
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up…"
She didn't know what else to say. She glanced disappointedly at Kurapika, he looked away immediately.
"Sorry…" Katsu whispered before Melody led her out of the room.
The door closed.
The room was in a mess, it would take some time to clean up. The floor was stained in blood, as more trickled down his hand and contaminated the floor even more.
"Damn."
Katsu opened the door slowly, peering inside. Surprisingly, the room was already cleaned up. No more blood, no more toppled tables and shelves.
She began to walk in slowly, afraid to look at Kurapika, while hugging the first aid kit Melody had given her defensively.
Each step took a great amount of effort.
Finally, she crawled up to the bed beside Kurapika.
Kurapika was staring at nothing, his wounded hand clutching onto a few bloodied tissues, as more crimson continued to soak them up.
"Sorry…" Katsu muttered again.
"I just…" she couldn't continue.
She was angry and sad. She wanted to hear that Kurapika did not hate the Genei Ryodan, that Kurapika did not hate her.
Silence conquered.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
Katsu looked up at Kurapika, but he did not look back.
"I hope I didn't punch you too hard," he paused, looking at her. And then smiled with guilt still in his eyes,
"I'm sorry."
Katsu then choked up a laugh,
"It hurts like hell."
Kurapika frowned,
"So did this,"
He said lifting up his bloodied hand with tissues.
Katsu then opened the first aid box.
"Here," she said, handing him an aspirin.
He stared at it,
"Why do I have to eat aspirin?"
"Eat?" her head tilted to one side,
"Don't you use it to rub your wound till it dissolves?"
Kurapika sighed, pulling the first aid box over, he wouldn't want her to tend to his wounds in case she ends up poisoning him.
"Eat…" she repeated, staring at the aspirin.
Without another word, she popped it into her mouth.
Not for the first time, she shocked every nerve in Kurapika's body.
"Spit it out! SPIT IT OUT!" he screamed, apparently strangling Katsu.
And she did.
"I thought I was going to die!" Katsu stated.
Kurapika hit her hard on the head again,
"Don't do that, EVER AGAIN!"
Then there was silence.
"Hey…" Katsu began,
"When your birthday?"
"4th April."
Katsu glanced at him,
"That's tomorrow!"
"Yeah. When's yours?" he asked.
Katsu chuckled a little,
"I forgot."
"Check your identification card."
"I lost it."
"Passport?"
Katsu looked at him, confused,
"What's that?"
Kurapika sighed.
"What do you exactly own right now?"
Katsu looked up as if she was thinking hard.
"I've got my kimono….my katana…my ribbon on my head…and 200 Jenny."
Kurapika looked away; she's like a homeless girl right now.
"Sleep on the floor later if you want to sleep in here. I don't want to wake up seeing an indecent girl sleeping on my bed."
Katsu looked up,
"I'll go later…" she grumbled.
Silence again.
"Hey," she said again.
"What?"
"What are your parents like?" she asked.
"Normal…why did you ask?"
She looked up at the ceiling,
"My mother was beautiful, my father was cool."
She chuckled.
"They'd always take a leave on my birthday, no matter how busy they were. They were the best parents a child could ever deserve. But all those…"
She lifted her hand as if trying to grab something from above her,
"Are all an unreachable dream."
Tears welled up in her eyes as she wiped it away immediately. Kurapika glanced at her,
"You got lost from your parents?"
"I'm not lost…"Katsu sniffed.
"Then where are your parents?"
"I don't know."
Kurapika looked away, she wasn't making any sense, but he guessed he shouldn't stick his nose into her business too much.
"I don't know where people go after they die…" Katsu whispered.
Kurapika looked at Katsu again, he understood.
"I'm sorry."
"Not your fault," she said, burying her head in her knees.
Kurapika looked away as silence conquered.
It felt weird when Katsu stops talking although she's still there.
"Katsu…"Kurapika began, still not looking at her.
"Erm…well…Thank you."
No reply.
He turned,
"Katsu?"
Something then hit against his arm, leaning against it after that.
Katsu was sound asleep, her chest rising and falling slowly.
Kurapika looked up at the ceiling,
"Now looks whose going to sleep on the floor now…"