A/N: So it's the chapter a lot of you have been waiting for. Kurapika finally comes face to face with Gon and co and has to explain everything he has been doing since he last saw them before leaving Yorknew the first time and reveal that circumstances between him and Chrollo had radically changed. In truth, this installment is just as intense as when our boys stood before the Genei Ryodan and had to tell them the exact same thing, but this time, it's much harder on Kurapika as gaining his friend's acceptance is more momentous than it was with the Spiders. I actually had as much fun writing this one as I did with chapter twenty-nine, so I feel a lot of emotion will convey through this one as it did that one.
Again, the usual huge thanks to Sweets Dreamer for taking the time to beta this fic. Without her, I don't know where I'd be. 💖💖
Summary: Kurapika comes face to face with his friends and finally reveals to them what he has been up to ever since their last real connection before leaving Yorknew six months ago. What happens during their reunion is the least he expects.
The ticking sound from the clock seemed to resonate audibly, causing everything in the room to deafen and Kurapika had a hard time keeping himself from constantly shifting, each second that passed only heightened his anxiety. It had been a while since he had received the last call from Leorio stating they were on the way and during the time which he waited it felt like an everlasting eternity. He wasn't one to become easily flummoxed, but at the current, it was hard to contain his wildly flaring emotions.
Generally, Kurapika found it simple to keep his composure from faltering, but with the idea of what he was about to face and exactly how difficult the situation could become, staying calm was proving to be harder than not. And this time, the Kurta was stuck with being reliant on his willpower alone.
He cast another glance towards the clock on the wall and noted the time. Kurapika sighed. It had been a while since he had last seen his friends, and despite that fact, he still looked forward to seeing them regardless of the circumstances why were coming to meet them. Kurapika had missed their company and the allaying effect they had on him, especially Gon's smile. The kid knew how to make the best out of the worst, and it made him look forward to seeing them, even Leorio, although the man was loud and could work the nerve.
Kurapika felt the pressure rising within his own body, and he breathed in deeply to remain steady - losing it now would only prove to be counteractive.
A knock at the door drew him from his rampant thoughts and with one last glance towards the sliding glass doors that lead to the balcony outside, Kurapika closed his eyes and raked a hand through his golden hair before rising off the couch. It was now or never.
Everything appeared to fade into the distance for a split second as he opened the door, then it seemed his world changed in an instant.
"Kurapika!" The next thing he knew, his back was contacting the floor as strong, yet small arms encircled his neck and Kurapika had to remind himself to breathe once the initial shock subsided.
"Gon," he smiled, and it was then his worries melted away. When amber eyes met his own, Kurapika found it impossible to stay perturbed. As the Kurta knew, his young friend always had a way to instate a calming effect on people.
Two more figures appeared in the doorway, and Kurapika immediately knew who they were. For a moment, the looks which they sported resembled that of frustration and concern, but soon bled into sheer delight the moment their eyes landed on him. It made Kurapika feel overly joyed to see them. Gon moved away, which gave him ample opportunity to stand again and finally, face the three people who were most important in his life.
"Hey, long time no see," Killua's voice called as the silver-haired boy entered the room and went to stand beside Gon, hands inside his pockets.
Next, Leorio followed, and Kurapika cringed momentarily, expecting his tall friend to go on a raging tirade, but the upcurve to the man's lips spoke otherwise, and the blond couldn't help but allow his smile to show. "Jeez Kurapika, you know how to keep yourself busy, huh?" He commented facetiously.
It was hard not to chuckle as a result, but Kurapika couldn't resist anyway, even if Leorio were only doing it to try and lighten the mood. "Well, a lot has happened in the last few months, but that isn't to say I am not glad you guys are here." Came his response and Kurapika went to sit down, gesturing for his friends to follow.
When everyone was finally settled, Kurapika's expression went from effervescent to being somber. Delaying the inevitable would only be futile, and Kurapika wasn't one to let things drag out if he could help it. Drawing in a breath, he attempted to settle his heavily palpitating heart, and his focus landed on the three people before him.
"Before anything," Kurapika began, voice even as he spoke slowly, "I would like to apologize for my prolonged absence and lack in communication. It was wrong of me for not staying in touch as I promised I would, and for that, I want to say I am sorry."
There was a considerable amount of time before anyone spoke and Kurapika thought he could hear the proverbial pin drop. Mentally, he prepared for the incoming onslaught, but relief accented his features when it was Gon who spoke up first.
"It's okay. Really." The boy responded, and the grin which worked over his features spoke of understanding. Kurapika was inwardly grateful. "We understand you had your reasons and agreed long ago that you would be fine doing things on your own."
"Thank you, Gon," Kurapika responded though he watched them with heightened interest. "However, I know there is more you want to know." He continued, and the reactions which played over Killua and Leorio's features confirmed his statement.
A frown accented Leorio's visage, and he gently pushed his glasses up along the bridge of his nose. "To be perfectly honest, I would like to know what has been going on with you all these months that kept you too preoccupied even to call. Seriously Kurapika, you had us worried!"
Killua cast a level glance at him and then proceeded to hit him over the head as a result. "Geez old man, calm down already. There is no need to yell." He scolded.
"We just want to know where he's been all this time," Leorio grumbled and sat back as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Not like it's something all of us have been wanting to know."
Nodding, Gon intervened, amber eyes watching them both. "It's true that we have been worried about Kurapika and wondering what has kept him away all this time, but I agree with Killua. Shouldn't we at least give him the chance to explain?"
Again, Leorio huffed but relented without further resistance. "Yeah, you may be right," he added, though his voice remained firm, "though it's hard not to be angry about it."
Right then, Kurapika raised a hand and interrupted the discourse, clearly his patience wearing thin although he knew that he owed them a rendition for his recent actions. "Calm down Leorio. I plan to tell you what I have been doing since we last spoke while I was in Bathas and how I ended up back here in Yorknew City. I won't continue to keep you in the dark, believe me."
Dealing with Leorio had always been a difficult one - the man was hard headed and cursory, often reacting without thinking, and Kurapika continued to wonder how he ever managed to deal with him all considering. He rubbed at his temples.
At times, Kurapika didn't how he managed to keep it together - especially in situations such as this - and staying glued was tough, but he always managed to find the will to carry on. It wasn't to say he wasn't aware of just how complicated the situation would be; Kurapika knew this from the get-go when he made his decision to be with Chrollo. Facing both the Genei Ryodan and his friends would prove to be no easy task. Regardless of his feelings, it was something that needed to be done.
The sensation of weight on his arm caused him to look away from Leorio, and his eyes landed on the dark-haired youth with amber eyes. Gon patted him consolingly. "It's alright, Kurapika. You know Leorio doesn't mean anything behind what he says. Just tell us everything when you're ready."
Gon, the boy who always tried to stayed positive. There were so many who could learn from him. Perhaps his innocent, magnanimous nature made him naive and a potential subject to manipulation, but by the same token, it also made him admirable. Gon truly had earned a lot of merit in his time for one so young.
Kurapika couldn't help but feel appreciative by his friend's attempts. "I know, but I don't blame him for being resentful of the fact I have been negligent in keeping my promises." He paused and straightened himself, a soft tinkling from the chains on his hand seemed to mirror his demeanor. "There is much to be discussed. However, I have to inform you that what I am about to say is also something you may not want to hear."
Steel hued eyes blinked suddenly, and Killua raised one of his hands to scratch at the back of his head. Kurapika's words made him look thoughtful, but curiosity also accentuated the nearly cacographic aspect of his features. The notion there was something more than the basic understanding they had of Kurapika's motives piqued his interest, but Killua had no intention of harping on his friend over his reasons.
"Well," Killua began, his attention entirely on the blond across from him, "the last any of us have been made aware of was the fact you had formed an agreement with that Lucifer guy, and he was helping you track down the remaining Scarlet Eyes. Aside from that, what else could you say that would shock us? We're already dumbstruck you decided to work with him."
It was then Leorio managed to find his voice. "See?! I am not the only one." His lips pulled into a firm line, and a finger came up in Kurapika's direction. "It was the last thing you said to me before completely ceasing contact altogether. Considering the situation, I would like to know what has been going on between you and that bastard." A hint of jealousy laced his statement, and Kurapika readily picked up on that aspect.
One thing he had been aware of was the underlying emotions that Leorio housed towards him, which was something that toed the edges of friendship - or perhaps it went beyond that - yet, regardless of how the other man felt, Kurapika never found himself reciprocating those feelings. He saw Leorio as nothing more than a good friend whom he valued beyond all else, but to share in any romantic interests was a facet he never really experienced.
For most of his life, Kurapika had believed he was better off alone, and relationships were the furthest from his mind, and even then, he never had any mutual sentiments regarding it. The boundaries of his heart had remained closed for so long, staying cold and unremitting until Chrollo Lucifer who had been his ruination, but also his salvation became the very one to unlock it and melt the ice away. Revealing that would be the hardest part all considering, but Kurapika was prepared to do so.
Leorio was still his friend, but Kurapika didn't feel the same way. His heart belonged to Chrollo, and nothing was going to change that.
"Guys, give Kurapika a chance. I am sure everything will make sense once we know what he's been up to." Gon's voice cut in before anyone else had the chance to interject, and again, Kurapika was grateful. Between Killua's adamant intrigue and Leorio's affronted stature left him upended. The two fronts were almost too much to deal with. Kurapika could feel the onset of a headache taking effect.
Amazingly enough, Killua turned his attention away while Leorio sat back as he mumbled to himself. Both of them had relented from their incursion. Gon sheepishly scratched the back of his head.
"Alright, alright." Leorio groused. "We're waiting for you to tell us what the hell has been going on."
Gods, Kurapika didn't know how he managed - this was exactly the type of reaction he worried about - and it made him dig deep within to garner the strength to proceed. But Kurapika straightened his back and looked at his three friends with conviction and determination. It was best he just told them the truth — all of it.
"To start," Kurapika began, weariness accenting his voice, "as you all are aware of my current understanding with Chrollo Lucifer, the reason I agreed to work with him is, we both decided to set aside our differences in favor of him aiding me in finding the remainder of the Scarlet Eyes. It was in Patalor where things radically changed. As Leorio may have mentioned, I no longer hold any desire to kill him, nor has he done anything to threaten my life or cause me harm. During our travels together while acquiring the eyes, not once had he exuded any murderous intent or made me feel as if I was in any danger. Quite to the contrary," he paused and was able to see the unbridled curiosity wavering behind their eyes, "I no longer feel any hostility towards him. Honestly, there is much more you do not know."
With that said, Kurapika carefully gauged their reactions, and he saw gradual changes between perplexity to astonishment and intrigue. He could tell they were all confused and caught off guard by his statement, yet, he was confident they had a barrage of questions lined up to assail him with, which he was prepared for. Kurapika just wondered how they were going to react once he told them exactly how he felt for Chrollo.
"So what you're saying is?" Leorio's voice broke the intermittent silence, and Kurapika sighed. It was like walking forward into a den full of vipers.
Closing his eyes, Kurapika continued. "To put it bluntly, Chrollo Lucifer - no Chrollo and I have gone beyond our agreement and have entered an actual relationship." He looked directly at Leorio this time. "Yes, you heard me correctly. He and I are no longer enemies but lovers."
It was like a veil had been cast over the entire room as nothing was said for an extended period, and the disposition which shone over their faces was enough to speak of the sheer consternation that was in each of their expressions. Kurapika thought his statement alone was enough to cause his friends to lose the ability to speak, but the very idea was short-lived.
Once the weight of his words had the chance to sink in, the ending result was enough to make Kurapika practically cringe.
"You what?!" The fact it was Leorio's voice which disrupted the stillness with its loud resonation didn't surprise him, but of how strong an impact it had. Kurapika winced as the sound echoed in his ears, yet, he kept his stance firm. He had figured Leorio would take the news the worst of the three. "You can't be serious!"
Even Gon and Killua appeared to be struggling with parsing what they heard, but Kurapika had long since known what to expect. Preparing for what was to come had, indeed, been a struggle. He just wished it was something he didn't have to face.
Telling them was no less painful than it was with the Ryodan.
Inhaling deeply, the young blond rallied his strength. He was going to need it. "I know what you're thinking, and as I stated, I am prepared to explain. It's not what it seems, and there is more to it than any of you are aware of. But please bear with me as I clear the air." Kurapika met each of their gazes, and he could tell by their weighted, fixed stares they were having a hard time contending with the fact he had chosen to lay with his former enemy as opposed to killing him, but if he was to find peace, moving forward is what needed to be done.
"I just really hope you have a good reason for it." Leorio furthered, his eyes narrowed. "Especially after everything that bastard has done. I knew something wasn't right when you told me he agreed to help you find the eyes."
"For once, I have to agree with you old man." The sudden implication from Killua caused Kurapika to blink. He knew the boy was rather astute, but the scrutiny in his friend's voice foretold the Zoldyck was possibly less believing in his profession then Leorio was. "Although, I still think it's best that we hear Kurapika's explanation for his motives. I know I am curious."
Why did it seem the situation wasn't getting any easier? How Kurapika ended up in his position, he couldn't entirely understand, but getting through it was the same as he had regarding the Spiders. It was a tough decision, and Kurapika had concluded long ago that he would embrace the challenge just as he had embraced Chrollo as a partner.
He had known and accepted the risks, all in favor of moving forward in life and letting go. It was just another step in that direction.
Quelling his rapidly beating heart wasn't easy, and Kurapika could feel the constriction in his chest as he prepared to resume. It felt no different than when he stood before the Genei Ryodan, although the people with him currently were friends. He hoped they would be more accepting.
"Well, to start," Kurapika commented softly, his resolve shaken but unbroken, "it began when I was in Patalor still observing Chrollo, but reluctant to confront him. From what he has told me, he had been aware of my presence from the beginning, and his attention towards me had begun to gradually shift from that point until reaching Patalor, where it became more evident. He started showing a different mentality, one that was the opposite of how we saw him during our first meeting in Yorknew." Kurapika paused, his lips forming a thin line and he could tell the skepticism wore heavy in their eyes - especially Leorio - but the Kurta kept going before any of them could interrupt him. "One thing I noticed was the onset of compassion. At first, I was skeptical, but then he started leaving gifts. Initially, I didn't want to accept them, thinking he was merely toying with me until he gave me this." And Kurapika reached up to gingerly touch the golden roped necklace with its ruby teardrops that encircled his neck; its cool surface was comforting. "This is a relic from my clan called a Promise Necklace. It was exchanged among my people when expressing one's feelings or as a declaration of love." His fingers traced slowly along its surface, the tips caressing it almost reverently as he reminisced not only the time he received it but also of when those in his had clan gifted it to someone they cared for. It gave him such fond memories. "Because of that, because of the meaning behind this necklace-"
Abruptly Kurapika ceased in his speech, and the weight of his words and the sentiment behind it was enough to halt him in continuing. As sacred the treasure was that sat against his chest, it held not only the meaning for why he felt for Chrollo as he did but also the connectivity it had to his past. The object was precious to Kurapika in so many ways.
The sensation of something touching his arm drew his attention from his reverie and Kurapika looked over to see Gon standing at his side, large, amber eyes watching him intently. Compassion swirled beneath their depths, and just the energy the boy exuded alone was reassuring. "You don't have to continue if you don't want to. We will understand."
Hearing Gon's enlivening voice brought a smile to Kurapika's face, and he shook his head. "No, it's fine. I can keep going."
Nodding, the spiky-haired boy sat back down but stayed close to his friend just in case. Killua and Leorio remained as they were still trying to process everything Kurapika relayed, but for Gon, there was merit to their friend's words. Despite what happened in Yorknew during their first encounter with the Genei Ryodan leader, there was something different in Kurapika's behavior. No longer did he sense any animosity or heat in the words Kurapika spoke when the man's name was heard, or at the mention of the Spiders. It made Gon curious, but instead of extracting caution, he was sure what Kurapika was expressing was more genuine than not.
What he wasn't quite sure on was how attentive Killua and Leorio were being and if they picked up on the same thing he did.
"So, what you are saying is you trust that prick because he gave you some object that is supposed to mean you care for someone? And you honestly believe that?" Leorio retorted, a look of disgust and criticism crossing over his features and he glared at both of them from over the rim of his glasses. "Come on, Kurapika! You really can't be serious. How can you be certain that he didn't just use the damn thing to manipulate you?"
Killua frowned and reached over to hit Leorio on the head. He instantly desisted. "Good grief, old man, do you always have to be so crass?" The silver-eyed youth admonished. "Can't you tell Kurapika is having a hard time as is?"
"Guys, I don't think we're helping," Gon furthered, realizing their blond-haired friend appeared stressed. The look within those blue eyes confirmed what he saw, and it made him hesitant. They were all concerned for Kurapika's safety and wellbeing, there was no doubt about that, but it was apparent the young blond had his reasons for why he no longer wished to seek revenge on the Genei Ryodan and its leader.
"No, what I am saying is Chrollo has proven himself to me, Leorio." Kurapika finally said, his voice strained. "There were many times during our travels together when he could have easily taken advantage of me or even tried to kill me. Not once did he ever shown any hostility towards me and had been respectful of the boundaries I set." Groaning, he rubbed at his temples again in an attempt to satiate his raging emotions as the situation was growing tiresome. Kurapika hoped the outcome would end better than it had with the Spiders.
Just listening to everything being said was practically unbelievable and Leorio had a hard time contending with the very notion. The entire thing sounded preposterous! He hadn't forgotten what transpired back in Yorknew the first time when Chrollo Lucifer and his Spiders practically razed the whole city and slaughtered hundreds of the Mafia. Even then, it wasn't the tip of the iceberg. How they went after Gon and Killua, nearly endangering their lives without thought or care, or the fact they killed so many innocents just so they could steal a slew of artifacts left a sour taste in Leorio's mouth.
What got him the most, however, was how Lucifer was directly responsible for the mass extermination of an entire clan of people and it appeared Kurapika was dismissive of that fact.
Leorio leaned forward, and his weighted stare searched over Kurapika's visage, a frown twisting his lips. "Have you forgotten what he's done, Kurapika? What he did to Gon and Killua, or your clan for that matter?"
There was a hint of distaste in each word spoken and the asperity clear as Kurapika was struck by each statement the other man gave. The reality of it reminded him of just how far into depravity he had gone, and it became evident that convincing them - mainly Leorio - was going to prove more difficult than he originally anticipated. Kurapika sighed again.
"No, I have not. I am still contending with learning to forgive as it's been no easy task, but," Kurapika paused, and his demeanor became more serious, "there is another important detail I must reveal. Shortly after I received the necklace from Chrollo, I had a vision of my mother. She came to me in a dream that was vivid and was as real as any of us here. She also had a message for me, one that was urgent and because of it…" Kurapika momentarily stopped as he caught his breath, "essentially, she wants me to move on. From what she revealed to me, neither her nor my clan bears any ill will or resentment for what happened to them, and their primary wish is for me to leave my past behind in favor of finding happiness. They even encouraged, and support my relationship with Chrollo; I still remember the words clearly. At first, I didn't want to believe it, but everything she foretold has come to pass."
There, now the truth was out. Kurapika hoped it was enough to convince them.
Silence had fallen the room almost instantly, and the stillness was nearly nerve-wracking. Kurapika found it difficult to retain his composure as he saw the same look of dissention that he saw when he confronted the Spiders, but the blond made every effort to keep from losing control. Breaking down was the last thing he needed.
However, Kurapika's concern was abolished when the sound of Gon's voice finally broke through the quiet. "I believe you." He added cheerily, a smile lighting up his countenance.
Both Leorio and Killua exchanged looks of ambivalence, hesitancy apparent in their movements and Kurapika nearly held his breath. Gon seemed to be the one on the verge of understanding, but it was taking longer to convince his other two friends. What else would it take?
"I'm still having a hard time accepting this as I just can't see that bastard holding any shred of compassion for anyone, much less you Kurapika." Leorio folded his hands in front of him, eyes closed. "He has already proven that he's selfish. How would a dream make it any different? It's still possible he is manipulating you somehow."
What happened next, Kurapika didn't expect.
"Has Kurapika ever lied to us?" A much quieter voice chimed in, and both Leorio and Gon turned to look at Killua who had risen, hands behind his head. "I see no reason for him to make something like this up. Even if it's sudden and seems impossible." His gaze then shifted towards Leorio, and the Zoldyck boy pressed his lips together. "Not that I can totally believe it myself, but if what Kurapika says is true…"
"What he says is indeed true." All three of them turned abruptly as a different voice cut through their discourse, and they came face to face with the last person any of them wanted to see. Well, except for Kurapika. "I can validate what he says if need be."
Killua was on his feet in a flash, body posed in a defensive stance, and almost as if the air had been knocked from his lungs, Leorio seized, both eyes going wide like saucers. A finger pointed in the newcomer's direction without hesitation. "What is he doing here?!" Leorio's voice nearly boomed, and his grousing practically reverberated off the walls as a result.
Chrollo smirked and went to stand behind Kurapika. He reached over to twine his fingers with his lover's, but the act did not go unnoticed. "Well, if you must know, Kurapika and I are staying here for the duration of our time in Yorknew. He invited all of you here to inform you of his decision and our relationship."
Watching the nonplussed reactions from Kurapika's friends was almost amusing, and Chrollo couldn't help but allow his smirk to grow as a result. For the longest, he had listened to the conversation from his position on the balcony, although continuing to wait was no longer an option. Dealing with his Spiders had been an exhausting process, and it seemed this lot would be no better.
How defensive they became was nothing short of entertaining, yet, Chrollo didn't want to see the situation drug out. If he and Kurapika were to convince them that their love was genuine, it had to be done now. The look of dubiety was heavy in their eyes, and there was no denying the misgivings they had. Like Kurapika, he had to prove his worth to them. There was no changing that.
"This is completely crazy!" Leorio retorted, his fist narrowly missing the small coffee table that resided before him and it took every effort he had not to launch off the couch and throttle the dark-haired man across from him. "Why should we believe anything you say?!"
Ah, that fiery temperament. Chrollo remembered it well from his first encounter with the man wearing the glasses. It didn't take much to get him worked up it seemed. "I can't force you to accept what I am saying, but I definitely can affirm everything Kurapika said to you as true. If anything, you should believe him."
Leorio felt his eye twitch at the statement, and he was utterly confounded at how calm Lucifer was able to remain. The compulsion to punch the man in the face reigned strong, but he did everything possible to keep himself rooted to where he was. "And what proof do we have you aren't lying? None of us can confirm you haven't manipulated him or worse, that you're controlling him."
"He isn't controlling me Leorio, I can assure you of that." Kurapika snapped, icy gaze landing on the spry man. "We really are together."
In response to his lover's words, Chrollo brought Kurapika's hand to his lips and kissed the back of it, the touch almost feather light but gentle and loving. Heat suffused over his pale skin as a result, and it took a lot of effort for Kurapika to conceal it. He was still embarrassed by such acts in public - although mild - but even then, it may have been a necessary evil to prove how just authentic their testament was.
Out of the corner of his eye, Chrollo noticed the man called Leorio had ground his teeth upon witnessing the display of affection he gave Kurapika and was able to detect a hint of jealousy beneath that wavering facade. So, the man had feelings for Kurapika was it? Chrollo felt his possessiveness rise, and he tightened his grip slightly on Kurapika's hand as he moved closer to the younger man. Instantly, his other hand came to rest on his lover's shoulder.
The very thought made him feel irate, and it took every ounce of restraint not to choke the man, but the last thing Chrollo wanted to do was upset Kurapika. His lover was stressed enough as is.
The tension in the air continued to grow, and the weight of it was almost suffocating. Chrollo could see why Kurapika felt apprehensive like he did. No one spoke until it was Gon who finally broke the silence.
"Mr. Lucifer?" His gentle voice called out, and Chrollo met his amber-hued gaze. The determination he saw behind those youthful eyes was the same he remembered when he first met the boy, and Chrollo could tell how strong their connection was."Is it true that you care for Kurapika?" He asked.
Chrollo was caught off guard by the question, and he tilted his head inquisitively. When he got past the initial shock did his grin return. "Yes, I do." Came his answer and Chrollo moved his hand from Kurapika's shoulder to rest it on Gon's. "There isn't anything I wouldn't do for him."
Satisfied by the response, Gon smiled and nodded. Perhaps the other's didn't see it, but he thought Chrollo deserved a chance. To him, there was sincerity in the words the older man spoke.
Gon shifted his focus to Killua, and he could see that his friend had placed some distance between them. A look of contention wavered in his eyes, but Killua then closed what gap there was and came to stand beside him. Steeled eyes met with grey, and Gon could see the silent contemplation between them. Since the beginning, Killua had an unaltered opinion of Chrollo, but since hearing the man speak so fondly of Kurapika and confirm everything the young blond had been saying, it made him feel differently.
"While it appears Gon trusts you, I am still a bit skeptical myself, but Kurapika continues to express no more animosity towards you, and I see no reason to dispute it further. However," Killua's voice turned darker, more impendent. "I must warn you that if you ever hurt Kurapika in any way, I will kill you."
The warning was clear, and Gon laughed weakly as a result. Chrollo merely continued to smile, yet, he didn't let the admission go unanswered. "You have my word." He confirmed, assuming that was the end of it.
Or so he thought.
"What the hell?!" Leorio's raging voice tore their attention towards him, and the tall man was standing with hands pressed against his hips. "You can't be seriously accepting what this bastard is saying. There has to be something more than what he is letting on!"
Kurapika could feel his migraine only become more severe, and he had to close his eyes to keep the pressure from making his head want to explode. "Leorio, will you calm down?" He berated before glaring at his friend, the constant denial Leorio kept demonstrating had worn heavily on his nerves. "You have to accept things for what they are. Nothing is going to change."
"But I -"
"He's right," Killua added sternly. "It's clear that Kurapika has made his choice."
"I agree. And they seem to care for each other, so I think everything will be alright." Gon followed, voice cheery. "We need to have faith in Kurapika's decisions. He's been right so far."
Sitting back down, Leorio relinquished any idea of continuing with his altercation and crossed his arms again, posture suggesting such was done with the situation, begrudgingly. "Alright," he grumbled, "doesn't mean I have to like it, though."
Success. Finally, they were getting somewhere. Chrollo grinned at that.
"See love? It's going better than expected."
Indeed, it was one step closer, but Kurapika shook his head. "So far, but there is still one more detail. Well, two more truthfully."
Chrollo raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you haven't told them about that yet?"
"No." The Kurta confessed. "I didn't manage to get that far."
"Tell us what?" Gon chimed in, head tilted inquisitively.
Breathing in slowly, Kurapika composed himself once more. "What I am about to say, I need all of you to promise me you won't get upset over it. As you understand my reasoning for deciding to be in a relationship with Chrollo, I need you to understand my reason for it as well."
Gon, Killua, and Leorio exchanged glances then faced their friend once more, nodding in assent. "Alright. What is it?" Leorio questioned.
"Well," Kurapika started, voice steady, "considering the circumstances surrounding our relationship, and because I do not wish to endure life without Chrollo in it, I have agreed to join the Genei Ryodan. However, there is also more to it than that."
Everyone suddenly fell quiet, yet this time Kurapika could practically hear the grinding of gears along with intense rumination. He could tell his friends were attempting to digest what he just said, although shock had parched their tongues. He could feel his chest constrict.
The weight from Chrollo's hand tightening against his own didn't subdue the raging butterflies in his stomach either, but Kurapika knew that he needed to remain steadfast.
It was the calm before the storm.
And in the next instant, the hold that had been over them, dissipated and Kurapika swallowed hard.
"You what?!" Leorio's voice rang out, the sound assaulting Kurapika's ears without any delay and he couldn't help how his insides seemed to squirm. It was an outcome which Kurapika had long since predicted. His friend wasn't taking the news very well, but it was how he expected Leorio to react.
Even Gon and Killua appeared perplexed. Both boys looked at each other. "Are you sure about this?" Gon questioned, eyes still lined with curiosity. "That you want to join them?"
Heat flared in Leorio's dark irises. The man looked like a thunderhead ready to explode. "You can't tell me you're supporting this decision, Gon?!"
"We really can't stop him now, can we?" Killua chimed in; he was only stating the obvious.
Leorio flung his arms into the air - he really couldn't believe this was happening. "You can't be serious?!" He turned towards Kurapika, casting a scowl at Chrollo in the process, though it was ephemeral before riveting his attention on the young blond. "How can you be so willing to forgive him? He is the one responsible for the death of your clan." Leorio accused, and Kurapika stiffened as a result. The words stung, and the impact it had on him made it hard not to get angry. It took everything for Kurapika to keep from retaliating, and he had to remind himself to stay calm.
Annealing, Kurapika looked at Leorio fixedly, posture rigid. The entire scenario was taxing, but he wanted to nip it in the bud before it got any worse.
"Because he can atone," Kurapika stated matter-of-factly. "I believe Chrollo can be redeemed."
The color drained from Leorio's face and he instantly crumbled against the couch, Gon blinked but continued to look curious.
"Do you honestly feel sorry for what you did?" The amber-eyed boy enquired, and Chrollo faced him. There was a spark behind those large eyes, and he understood what Nobunaga saw in him.
"Yes, I do." Chrollo supplied. The statement only served to further remind him of how much he wished to understand himself and to find his humanity. Kurapika was the only one who was able to awaken that desire in him, and it stood to reason why he felt so connected to his lover. To make amends and seek forgiveness was paramount. "There is no changing the past, but I do feel regret for the decisions I've made."
Almost as if he was satisfied with the answer, Gon smiled. It astonished Chrollo, but it suggested the boy was becoming accepting of how things were. Even the Zoldyck child was starting to come around. The only one who continued to resist was the man named Leorio. Chrollo really didn't like him. Especially how much influence he held over Kurapika. It made his skin prick.
Shrugging, Killua looked pensive, but nothing in his posture implied he was entirely opposed to the current standings. "If this truly is what you want Kurapika, then I see no further need to argue the point. It seems as if you've already made up your mind anyway."
Gon pulled his arms behind his head and leaned slightly angular, the corners of his mouth turning up a little. "I agree, and besides," he could tell from the way his blond friend sat postured and the lack of aggression in his aura there was no sign of distress, "Kurapika looks truly happy." It was the first time Gon recalled in so long that Kurapika had ever been so calm. The Kurta was usually stricken and plagued with guilt. Now, he looked at ease.
"I still think there is something more to this than what's being let on," Leorio groused; he purely couldn't settle his mind with such a ridiculous fracas. The memories of what happened in Yorknew during the auction lingered in his mind, all those innocents, the extent of the carnage, there was a part of him that just couldn't accept it. Regardless if Kurapika saw something different in Chrollo, Leorio found that he couldn't allow himself to reach the same conclusion. To do so felt like a grave injustice. "He's a criminal, right? We can't stop him from lying to us so that we'd believe him."
"That is true, but I don't think he's lying to us. I think everything he's said has been honest." Gon commented. If Leorio couldn't be convinced, then he thought it was best to at least keep him from pressing the issue. When he got fixated on something, Leorio had a tendency not to let go of it. Ironically, the notion sounded a lot like someone else he knew.
Stepping forward, Killua slid between Leorio and Gon, Kurapika and Chrollo. As much as he had his inquiry, the assassin had to agree with Gon. Pressuring Kurapika wasn't going to change a thing. Their friend obviously had his reasons for forming a connection and relationship with the leader of the Genei Ryodan.
The least they could do was show him their support. "He's right, you know." Killua's steely gaze landed on Leorio this time. "You really should just back off, old man."
"But." He stammered. "We can't just idly sit by -" And a firm look of warning from Killua instantly ceased his complaining. Leorio begrudgingly slumped against the couch, looking defeated.
Watching the entire exchange only wore slowly on his nerves, but Kurapika realized that Leorio would put up a fight. The man was always bull-headed and myopic - getting him to understand was indeed going to be a challenge. Still, he often wondered how he was able to put up with him. Leorio was insufferable at times.
At least the kids were reasonable and supportive.
"I have long since made my decision, and there is no changing that. To put it bluntly, you aren't going to change my mind." He looked directly at Leorio, his blue eyes hardening. "You're just going to have to accept it eventually."
Chrollo grinned at that. Kurapika was assertive, and it was something that he admired about the younger man. He knew how to be strenuous when the need arose. That man really needed to be put into his place.
It was hard resisting the yearning to kill him, yet Chrollo was aware that he was Kurapika's friend, and even though he was infuriating, the man was important to his lover.
Still, the way Leorio acted towards Kurapika only infused his possessiveness. When it came to Kurapika, Chrollo couldn't help that he wanted to be selfish and keep his blond away from the world. The thought crossed his mind, and it gave him pause. As much as he wished to form a cage around Kurapika to protect him from reality, the last thing Chrollo wanted to do was to make his partner feel like a prisoner. So, he would settle with just ensuring this Leorio fellow knew his place. One way or another, Chrollo decided he would enforce some boundaries.
Whatever it took, he would make sure the man understood that Kurapika would never be his. Perhaps Chrollo knew how selfish he could become, but Kurapika was too precious to him, and he would never let go.
He felt the urge to prove his point by leaning down and taking Kurapika's lips with his own, but he also remembered how doing such a thing alienated his lover when it was done in front of his Spiders. What he didn't stave off was the graceful way he rounded the loveseat Kurapika sat on and slid beside the blond, his arm coming around that slender waist.
The act caused Kurapika to raise an eyebrow, but what invoked the grin to broaden across Chrollo's lips was the practical steam he could see rising from Leorio's ears. Touché. At least he could provoke the man.
"Guys, let's not fight." Gon's worry was legitimate, and to witness that emotion etch itself across the young hunter's features was enough for Kurapika. Moving on seemed like the best recourse.
"Didn't you mention there was something else you also needed to tell us, Kurapika?" Killua chimed in, mirroring Gon's example and decided to divert the subject.
Settling back into the area he was in, though Chrollo's arm formed a slight gap between him and the back of the loveseat, Kurapika breathed, "Yes. There is also a matter of urgency I must discuss with all of you." He began, voice low. "One that needs to be addressed and soon."
For a moment, he could see the perplexity cross over their visages, and Kurapika watched as they glanced at each other in confusion. He hoped explaining the situation regarding the dangerous beasts he and Chrollo encountered in Mirie would be easier to do.
"What is it?" Killua questioned, and he looked analytical.
Gon nodded, and Leorio sat there sulking. Although he showed mind interest, Kurapika was sure at some point Leorio would give him gray hair.
"During our travels, we ended up in a city called Mirie. Information on a pair of Scarlet Eyes led us there, where we located them at the local museum. After extracting the eyes, an invasion suddenly descended on the city as a creature neither myself or Chrollo had ever seen before laid siege to it and reduced the place to rubble in just one night. We barely managed to escape intact."
"Beasts?" Leorio sat forward in surprise, and he peered at them from over his small framed glasses. "What kind of beasts?"
"Basically," Kurapika sucked in a breath as fleeting images of the twisted monstrosities wavered through his mind, but he suppressed them, "they are huge, obsidian hued creatures with canine appearing snouts and large tails. These things are intelligent, calculating, and very devious. Something else we noticed was they seemed to not only house cunning but also a capability for human speech. Which they seem to communicate by using a sort of telepathy to do so. I can still hear their voices in my head from time to time." Pausing, Kurapika took a moment to reinforce himself. Just the mere mention of the creatures was enough to offset him. "These beasts are extremely dangerous; the decimation they brought to Mirie was incomprehensible. No one survived, and Chrollo and I barely escaped unscathed. I fear if they aren't dealt with, and soon, the destruction they could bring down upon the world could be tremendous."
Kurapika carefully gauged their reactions and the amalgamation of emotions he saw foretold of the overwhelming response his statement caused. It was a lot to process, and even Kurapika still had a hard time contending with the very same facts that he just relayed. The knowledge that such a creature even existed was mind-boggling in itself.
"These creatures were strong enough to slaughter the people of an entire city?" Killua asked, eyes narrowing suspiciously. "Never heard of anything capable of doing that."
Drawing in a breath, Kurapika continued. He felt Chrollo's arm tighten around him, and he leaned in slightly against his lover. "It's because they come en mass. There was a practical sea of these things. We were trapped overnight in the city while a literal horde of black monstrosities sought our demise. Several times they had us pinned. Chrollo and I were lucky to escape."
A shiver ran up his spine as he recounted the events, and the notion of facing them again caused his insides to twist. Kurapika knew if they weren't dealt with, the havoc they could wreak would be catastrophic. He felt a hand on his shoulder and noticed Gon at his side. The boy patted it consolingly.
"Don't worry. We will help you." He conferred, and Killua nodded in averment.
"Yeah. It sounds like we can't let these things go. If we don't kill them, it could end up bad for everyone."
Leorio, however, looked as if he had swallowed a frog. "You have got to be kidding me." He shouted, eyes nearly bulging from their sockets. "These things sound vicious as hell, and you want to go after them?"
"We can't very well leave them unattended, Leorio. From what else I was able to learn about them is they hold a strong dislike for humans. One of their goals is to see the destruction of humanity." Kurapika paused, voice low yet concise. "I think that is enough reason to see that these creatures are dealt with."
For once, he had to admit Kurapika was right as his friend presented a damn good argument. Leorio folded his hands over his lap and fell quiet for a few minutes, and he struggled with concealing the trembling he felt. Still, he didn't quite understand why they had to eliminate the beasts. Granted, they were hunters after all, but the potential any of them could lose their lives during the entire fiasco was something that kept him at bay. Leorio wasn't keen on facing down massive, horrifying creatures. Weren't there other people who could handle it? Why did it have to be them?
Closing his eyes, Leorio breathed. He still didn't know how he felt about it. "What about the Hunter Association? I'm sure they're aware of it by now if these things had managed to take out an entire city."
"It's clear they are aware of the situation," Chrollo commented, his voice almost toneless. "We met someone from the association while we made our way here, a member of the Zodiacs actually. From what the man divulged, they're already begun investigating it, but we don't know more than that."
Gon, Killua and Leorio all appeared speechless following Chrollo's words and a look of deliberation crossed over their features. It wasn't surprising the Hunter's Association was involved, or even the fact their more elite hunters were assigned to such a case, but more so the very idea the situation had gotten so out of hand they resorted to outsourcing for help in containing it?
"They haven't dispatched hunters to handle it?" Leorio added incredulously, still unable to comprehend why they needed to get involved.
Kurapika shook his head. "That, we don't know. The Zodiac member didn't reveal much. But as it stands, Chrollo and I are the only living witnesses to what took place that had a direct encounter with those beasts. We currently have the most knowledge regarding them."
A soft hum resonated around the room, and Kurapika wondered exactly where the situation was going to end up. After everything that happened to him and Chrollo in Mirie, they were the most logical candidates to dispatch the beasts, even though he was reluctant to face them again. There was no certainty the association could do it without them knowing that.
He just hoped his friends felt the same way.
"Well, I don't think this would be the first time the association has needed help before. It's just another reason why they employ hunters to take care of problems when they crop up." Killua vocalized, the semblance of a crooked smile crossing his visage. "Besides, they may not be able to get it under control without help anyway."
"Considering just how powerful these creatures appear to be, that very well may be the case." Kurapika concurred, affirming just how strong he knew they were. "Even Nen wasn't very effective against them. These things are tactical and organized. It took our combined efforts just to defeat the ones we fought."
It was hard dispatching the thoughts which continued to lurk in the back of Kurapika's mind, especially the incident where he nearly lost his life to one of those damned creatures. He could still hear its malicious, inconsonant voice in his head at times. It haunted him, even in his dreams. Kurapika understood just how violent and savage they were and the last thing he wanted was to place Gon, Killua, and Leorio in harm's way, but defeating those things may not be possible without them.
Kurapika hated the very idea, but just like he and Chrollo implored the Genei Ryodan's help, it was no different regarding his friends. He swallowed thickly.
"If we can stop them before they have the chance to hurt anyone else, then I want to help." Gon clenched his fists and looked pointedly at everyone in the room. "I can't sit around doing nothing." He exclaimed.
Killua shoved his hands into his pockets and shrugged, "I agree. Can't say I don't feel the same way."
Their attention then fell on Leorio.
Sweat seemed to form on his brow, and the man awkwardly pushed his glasses up over his nose. "I suppose I can agree as well." He grumbled, still reluctant to get involved where the odds could be stacked against them. Facing some unknown creature of unimaginable strength worried him. "Not that I like it, though."
Kurapika expelled a sigh of relief. At least things were progressing along finally. Now it was just bridging the gap and getting both them and the Spiders to work together. Undoubtedly, it would require a joint effort if they were to eliminate those beasts properly.
"Also, we will be working with the Genei Ryodan." He furthered, tone flat, blue eyes immotile as he watched them. "We are going to need their help as well if we are to succeed." Kurapika kept his stance firm to prove he wasn't budging on the subject.
It was another step in bringing a form of coexistence between him and the Spiders by convincing his friends to work with them on something where they shared a mutual interest and common goal. Not only would it aid in forming relations with them but also with his friends as well.
Gon and Killua appeared unfazed but nodded in concession while Leorio merely looked away as he muttered to himself. Kurapika took it as a sign the man was still in opposition but had conceded nonetheless.
He turned his attention to Chrollo who gave him a smile at his success and Kurapika then was able to release the pent up tension he felt. The pressure from confronting his friends had taken its toll, and Kurapika was exhausted from the entire thing. Regardless that he had gotten their approval, what it took to get that far was enough for him to be glad it was over. If he had to do it again, Kurapika was sure he wouldn't have lost his mind. It made him grateful Chrollo was there to keep him balanced. He leaned a little against his lover who tightened that arm around him in response.
Now all he had to do was establish a connection between the two groups. Maintaining it would be simpler than it was initiating it.
"So, what do we do from here?" Gon asked, and Kurapika drew his attention from his lover to look at the boy. He could see the genuine curiosity behind those innocent amber eyes.
"Our next priority is to meet up with Chrollo's group and make plans on how we are going to proceed before returning to where Mirie used to be." He answered and ran a hand through his golden hair. "After we escaped, Chrollo had sealed the gates to the city, but there is no telling if the creatures are still contained within its walls." Kurapika hoped that was the case. If those beasts had already escaped, there was no telling what kind of damage they may have caused. "It's in our best interests if we get back there as quickly as possible."
Nodding again, Gon smiled as Killua did the same. Kurapika was grateful. At least they were willing to help them in earnest. Leorio was an entirely separate matter altogether.
Sensing the uncertainty regarding his stance, Leorio held up one of his hands. "Don't worry. It's not like I didn't say I wouldn't help."
The sudden affirmation jerked Kurapika's attention towards his friend. The response certainly was unexpected. "Thank you, Leorio." He grinned.
"I think it's settled then," Chrollo pulled away from Kurapika reluctantly and rose. "We all should get some rest. Tomorrow I need to reconvene with my Troupe to begin preparations." He then looked back at Kurapika. "From there, our two groups will meet, and then begin our journey to Mirie."
The look Kurapika saw behind Chrollo's infinite grey eyes was enough to soothe any underlying worries there may have been. They were like rolling storm clouds, but the passion and devotion which resided within them always kept him pacified. Kurapika loved those eyes.
Once everyone concurred with the proclamation, Gon, Killua, and Leorio departed, leaving Kurapika and Chrollo alone once more. The younger man went to stand beside his lover.
"You did well today," Chrollo said gently and ran his fingers through Kurapika's soft locks. "At least your friends are willing to support us."
Closing his eyes at the touch, Kurapika sighed. The gesture was soothing. "Yeah." He whispered. "It was rough, and I didn't think they would agree, but I am glad it's over."
Chrollo pushed a few strands from Kurapika's face and looked into those alluring cerulean pools. Kurapika indeed had been put through a lot in the last few days, and Chrollo felt terrible for him. Seeing his lover under duress was something he hated. "But you endured. As difficult as it may be. Don't forget that I am here with you."
The notion gave him pause, but in truth, Kurapika was no less than thankful. Chrollo kept on showing him compassion and that he genuinely cared. It only enhanced his feelings and the need to stay by the older man's side. It made him love Chrollo all the more.
"You're right," He purred, acknowledging the truth behind his lover's words. "I won't forget that."
"Good." Chrollo grinned and wrapped an arm around his angel once more. "Come on. We need to get some rest ourselves. There is a lot to do tomorrow."
Without hesitation, Kurapika allowed himself to be guided towards the bed, and he attempted to stifle a yawn once he saw how inviting it looked. There was still a vein of concern Kurapika could feel within, but he buried it to the furthest reaches of his mind, deciding it was best to let himself relax. Anything else would have only made it harder on him.
As Kurapika laid down upon the sheets, all he wanted was to find repose, which became enforced when Chrollo came down beside him.
There was still a lot ahead of them, but all he could think of was their future and what was in store.
After Thoughts: I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. It was nice actually being able to bring Gon, Killua, and Leorio back into the story since they had been on the S.S. Abandoned Plotlines for some time. Unfortunately, due to the way I have RoF's plot set, it was necessary to remove those three from the mix for a while, but they are back and will be a pretty consistent and vital part of the main storyline from here on out. If anything, they won't remain absent for too long. ;)
From here events are only going to build in intensity as now the two groups not only have to work together as they will face down an enemy they know little to nothing about, but Kurapika and Chrollo will also have to keep working to clear the divide between each of those groups while proving their worth and loyalties. Expect quite a bit to happen over the next few chapters.