A/N: Hello again everyone, I come with another update. So, after finally managing to get Chrollo and Kurapika along with everyone else through their terrifying encounter with such devastating creatures, we now have reached the point of where things will gradually start to change in RoF. From here on, expect events to happen differently than the usual norm. Of course, updates are still coming in a little more irregularly due to continuous shifts in my health status along with other real-life events, but they will come in nonetheless. For now, enjoy antics and dynamics between Kurapika and his new comrades along with a sprinkling of angst among others.
This chapter also contains minor smut as well after quite some time without any. :)
Once again, a huge thank you to Sweet(s) Dreamer for betaing this chapter and continuing to do so for this fic. ❤️❤️❤️
Summary: After a nightmarish battle against the beasts, Chrollo and the Genei Ryodan meet up with Kurapika and his friends to discuss their plans for moving forward.
Hours had passed since they left the battleground and worry had since set in. For a long time, Kurapika sat there watching the clouds go by as the sound of the wind rustled through the trees, the hush around the outer edge of the forest gave off a peaceful allure. Despite the serene of the moment, it was all he could do to keep from allowing the stress overtake him. Kurapika couldn't suppress the knot in his stomach nor the urge he felt to race back towards Mirie. Sitting back and waiting only made him feel utterly useless.
Seeing those creatures in his mind and just how vicious and destructive they were successfully heightened Kurapika's underlying panic. There was no containing his racing thoughts or the fact he hoped Chrollo was okay. That they were all okay. Including the Spiders.
A short distance away, Gon sat with Killua and Leorio and every now and then all three of them would cast glances in his direction. It was hard to mistake their concerned expressions as not only had worry seared over his features, but Kurapika hadn't regained his strength and was still in a weakened state. Moving proved to be difficult alone and even then mustering the will to do anything presented a challenge.
Although his brash attempt had led him into his current situation, Kurapika still felt the desire to find Chrollo and concluded that sitting around made his anxiety far worse. But those weighted stares from his friends kept him grounded to where he was.
He hated it and cursed his impotence. If anything happened to Chrollo, then he would only have himself to blame.
The sensation of warmth on his shoulder caused Kurapika to look up through his bangs, and he noticed two gentle, amber-hued eyes staring down at him.
"It's going to be okay." Gon smiled and sat down on the ground across from him. "Those guys are pretty strong, so I am sure they're going to win."
It took a few seconds for the young boy's words to be processed, and even then Kurapika struggled to believe what was said - he witnessed first-hand what those creatures were capable of, and it did little to ease his worry. Of course, the difference this time was the fact they had a greater chance as two large groups, but like it was last time in Mirie, the beasts had the advantage in numbers.
He had seen their raw power, latent abilities, and unbridled potential. They were a force to be reckoned with and with just how devious and tactile they were didn't negate the fear Kurapika had.
Those things truly were terrifying, he had to admit. Going up against them a second time only made it harder, especially with how methodical and tenacious they were on the battlefield. What they had done to even Hisoka unnerved Kurapika beyond recognition. The beasts definitely did not discriminate.
Even then he wanted to believe Gon was right as he couldn't deny his friend's usual optimism. "I hope so," Kurapika uttered and his gaze met with the boy's, "because those creatures won't stop until they've slaughtered everything in their path. Even the Spiders appeared to be struggling against them."
There was no denying the words Kurapika spoke since the beasts had caused insurmountable damage before they had even left the area to escape. Gon clearly remembered getting a quick glimpse at Hisoka before departing, and the magician was missing his left hand.
Just the notion alone caused the boy to tremble slightly.
"I know," Gon commented solemnly, the truth challenging his positive outlook. He frowned but understood that he needed to retain faith, even in light of everything that transpired. "Yet, I'd like to believe that all of them will be okay. They will make it Kurapika. Chrollo and the Spiders will pull through I am sure. So will the Zodiacs." Again he attempted to smile, hoping the reassurance would be enough to calm his young Kurta friend.
A thoughtful expression crossed over his visage as Kurapika nodded in understanding of Gon's confidence and insight. There were very few times when his friend's gut instincts proved to be wrong. Kurapika just needed to have a little faith.
Chrollo would return to him. Kurapika could feel it.
"I agree." Another voice called to him, and Kurapika found himself looking towards Leorio and Killua who were standing behind Gon. "Even though I don't like those bastards - especially that Nobunaga guy - I honestly don't think they will be so easily defeated." Leorio wanted to mention his distaste for Chrollo as well, but knowing how distressed Kurapika was over the man, he refrained.
The last thing Leorio wanted was to make his friend feel worse.
"He's right you know," Killua added and shoved his hands into the pockets of his dark blue shorts. "I bet even the Zodiacs won't lose to those beasts."
There was a significant pause between them as Kurapika searched each of their faces. So much positivism was on them - even Leorio despite the man's feelings and antagonism towards Chrollo. Having their support alone meant so much.
"You may be right," Kurapika spoke and attempted to straighten his back. Although he had been resting, his muscles were still weak from his previous fight along with the taxation from using Emperor Time. Still, the Kurta continued to muster his strength - there was no way he could let himself falter. "They will come back. I'm pretty sure of it."
Listening to Kurapika's prompt declaration brought an instant smile to Gon's face. Though the same reaction showed on both Killua and Leorio soon after. Although their emotions were mixed regarding Kurapika's ties to Chrollo and his decision to join the Spiders, nothing changed the fact they merely wanted to see their friend achieve happiness. If preceding forward as Chrollo's romantic partner meant Kurapika stayed alive, then so be it.
Despite that, neither of them spoke openly about their feelings. Instead, Gon simply let his smile broaden. "Yeah!" He chirped, expression becoming more buoyant. "Try not to worry. I am sure they will be back soon."
Waiting had been hard and the longer it took, the worse it had been on Kurapika's optimism, yet, to despair now would only increase his dismal outlook. Losing faith in his lover was like losing faith in himself. God knows he had done enough of that in the past.
Slowly, the sky changed from the vibrant colors of the day into the subtle hues of the evening. Then bled to the deep, abyssal colors of the night.
Stars dotted the heavens within an intricate pattern of celestial grace, the calm it presented was enough to soothe the soul. Kurapika had stared up at the dark blue canvas for longer than he could remember, the quiet which hung around the trees incited a persistent lull that drew on his mind, which edged the blond towards the blanket of sleep. However, Kurapika was unable to be at ease. The fact that Chrollo hadn't yet returned caused him to feel a sense of dread. Which only increased his apprehension.
Beside him were his friends as they slumbered and Kurapika's turbulent thoughts were accented by Leorio's loud snoring.
Even then, finding the ability to rest was almost impossible. Not only was his mind riddled with constant foreboding and uncertainty, but the tension which accompanied it added to his growing discontent. Kurapika sighed and tried to close his eyes anyway. Perhaps it would be difficult to fall asleep despite it sounded as if a train was roaring through the forest, but even then Kurapika knew there was no changing the outcome. He needed rest. Regardless of how he felt, neglecting his own health was something he couldn't do.
Of course, not only would his friends give him an earful if he did, but Chrollo would expound him as well.
The chime of his lover's name echoed in his mind, and Kurapika sighed again. It was rough being without the older man as he had begun to realize just how emotionally attached he was. There were his friends of course, but without Chrollo, Kurapika was left incomplete.
Again the reverberation of Leorio's snoring drew his attention from his wayward rumination, and Kurapika let it slowly whisk him away. Gently, he reached into his satchel and retrieved the small heart-shaped stone before clutching it tightly to his chest. He then rolled onto his side and eventually descended into a fitful slumber.
Once the sun rose again, Kurapika awoke without hesitation. His eyes opened the moment warmth caressed over his skin, and he then lifted himself up while stifling a yawn. Both Gon and Killua had already busied themselves with disassembling their makeshift campsite while Leorio appeared to be surveying their location.
Kurapika remained in his position for a few moments longer as he continued to orient himself then decided to scan over the area they were in. Again, he saw no sign of Chrollo, the rest of the Spiders or even the Zodiacs.
Expelling a sigh, Kurapika rose from the ground and gingerly placed the Heart Stone back in his satchel before proceeding to clear the area he slept in as to eliminate any signs of his presence. There was no definitive way to ensure they weren't pursued since escaping the battle, and masking their tracks was the best recourse in case the beasts decided to follow them.
Removing all traces he left behind proved to be difficult as even hours after Kurapika expelled the majority of his aura, the repercussions were still prevalent. His muscles felt the stress it had on his body, and enervation remained. Kurapika knew it would take more than one night for him to recover fully.
However, remaining in their location for too long could prove to be disastrous, and it was best he and the others moved on. Reducing the chance or risk of the creatures finding them was a top priority. He had to stay alive for his and Chrollo's sake, but he also needed to keep Gon, Killua, and Leorio safe.
If anything happened to them, Kurapika knew he'd never forgive himself. Suddenly, the thought crossed his mind that the same would bode true for Chrollo if he didn't as well.
No. Kurapika decided he would prevail. He had to. Chrollo would surmount the beasts and come back to him unscathed - albeit with possible minor injuries, but he would return nonetheless. Kurapika had to retain faith and bear in mind that Chrollo and his Spiders were stronger and could hold their own. They escaped the creatures' jaws once, and Chrollo could do it again.
Kurapika shook the notion from his mind and finished the task at hand. He could hear Gon and Killua doing the same as the young boys were completing preparations so they could depart when the sound of rustling off to his left drew his attention instantly.
Abruptly Kurapika halted his movements and turned to look toward the forest line. He could sense his friends had done the same as their auras responded by flaring while becoming guarded. Slowly Kurapika rose as a shadow appeared amid the trees, and he could sense the power within the figure's own life force as they crossed into his range of En. Cautiously, Kurapika poised himself in case the newcomer had malicious intent, but seconds later the figure emerged into the small clearing, and the Kurta expelled a breath in relief.
Seeing Kurapika on such a quick defensive brought an immediate grin to Chrollo's lips. He was glad to know his lover was still fully alert despite what transpired earlier.
"Chrollo!" Kurapika nearly blurted out and lowered his guard. Gon, Killua, and Leorio had taken his example as they did the same. The smile upon the older man's lips broadened at the reaction, and Kurapika caught himself blushing then coughed before straightening. "Took you long enough." The blond feigned irritation to conceal his worry. "I was beginning to wonder if you would even come back alive."
For Chrollo, seeing his lover fret was both entertaining and concerning. Causing Kurapika stress was something he never intended to do, but the younger man's reactions were nothing short of cute. The crimson which stained those pale cheeks added to Kurapika's sweetness and charm.
"Did you ever doubt me?" Chrollo spoke then closed the gap between them. Gently, he slid two fingers beneath Kurapika's chin and raised his lover's head up so he could look down into those magnificent blue eyes. "You should know me by now, babe. I am not so easily defeated."
Before Kurapika could speak, he leaned down and took the younger man's lips gently with his own. Instantly, Chrollo could taste the remnants of sweat, but also the underlying flavor of the coffee Kurapika had the morning before. Regardless of the combination, the Kurta's lips were still soft, and Chrollo couldn't help but enjoy the sensation they produced. He could feel Kurapika relent with little effort as his lover sighed in contentment and for a brief time, Chrollo forgot about all else.
When they broke apart, he focused on Kurapika's expression, for despite the minor embarrassment his lover must have felt from showing such affection before his friends, there was no sign the act didn't incite some calm. He was aware of Kurapika's concerns, especially after what transpired during their battle against the beasts. Chrollo was also sure it had to do with him continuing to fight when Kurapika was unable to keep going. The aspect that his lover had to back out of the battle more than likely caused him grief. The beasts were strong - stronger than anything he had encountered and from their own personal experience, Chrollo concluded that probably left Kurapika feeling trepidation.
The look within those eyes betrayed the truth.
Even if the kiss which proceeded his words had been - even in part - successful in allaying Kurapika, there was still a vein of distress the blond must have felt. Although Chrollo hadn't recognized it right away, the aspect was something he remembered seeing before. Kurapika genuinely cared for him and his well being. That much was obvious.
For someone as beautiful and precious as Kurapika to love a demon like him was beyond remarkable. Chrollo had never deemed himself worthy nor prodigious to be accepting of someone so special, but there was denying just how fortunate he really was.
"I haven't forgotten," Kurapika uttered and leaned slightly into the touch as Chrollo's fingers remained perched beneath his chin, the remnants of their kiss still present in his mind, "as I do entrust in your strength." He continued. "But, it doesn't change the fact that we both know how powerful the creatures are. I had no way of knowing if you were alive or dead." Kurapika bit the last worth off in vitriol, distaste upon his tongue.
Witnessing Kurapika's reaction instilled a sense of disappointment within him and Chrollo's lips twisted into a frown. Perhaps he enjoyed the times when he could make his lover flummoxed, but making the young Kurta fret was something that particularly bothered the older man. Chrollo surveyed Kurapika's immaculate visage as he pulled his hand away to brush aside a few golden strands before letting the tips of his fingers trail over the skin of his lover's cheek. "You have nothing to fear, Kurapika," Chrollo assured, and pulled his hand away, "for nothing could keep me away from you."
The sound of leaves rustling drew their attention towards the forest once more and out of Chrollo's peripheral vision, he could see the young boy named Killua step forward, his posture on the defensive.
"Someone's coming." The Zoldyck stated as multiple presences had entered into his field of En, their auras wild and flaring. Even Kurapika could sense them, the energy far too great to miss. Though as the signatures came closer, it was then he was able to discern just who they were.
Gon and Leorio had also drawn away from their own tasks and watched the forest line once again. Kurapika could tell their auras had too, gone on alert. He didn't blame them, of course, since his friends were unable to distinguish each of the presences as he could.
Moments later, several figures emerged from the trees as they filed into the small clearing which Kurapika and his company had called their temporary sanctuary. His attention landed on the Spiders who seemed to be watching them intently.
"Well, it seems we found the Chain User along with his friends." The short man named Feitan uttered slowly, eyes narrowing above the mask that partly covered his face.
"Yeah, looks like it." Another voice emanated, and Phinks stepped forward, arms crossed over his chest. Though his expression instantly soured when the eyebrowless man realized just how close his Danchou was to the blond man. Phinks huffed and scowled at the simple fact of just how intimate they had become.
Chrollo pulled away from Kurapika reluctantly and turned to face his Spiders. One by one they stepped from within the forest, their eyes all trained on him and Kurapika. Chrollo could quickly tell his comrades were all scrutinizing him, weighing the prospect of how intricately tied he was with his lover. Yet, regardless of any doubts they had, none of them spoke a word. Even Machi's expression appeared stoic all considering and aside from the austerity to her eyes, the woman remained silent.
Chrollo could feel Kurapika go tense beside him as each of his Spiders seemed to stare right down into the blond's soul. To a fault, it must have made Kurapika feel considerably uncomfortable, especially since his lover had endeavored to prove himself during the battle against the beasts. Determining the opinion of Kurapika's actions turned out to be rather tricky as the demeanor each of the Spiders exhibited was virtually a mask of ambiguity.
It wasn't until Chrollo could hear Nobunaga's blatant cursing that he expected things to become even more complicated. One thing the leader of the Genei Ryodan understood was just how much hostility the Samurai held for Kurapika. Convincing his subordinate of the younger man's worth and merit was going to be a challenge indeed.
"Shit, I was beginning to think that we would never get out of that damned forest," Nobunaga groused as he slipped from between the thick foliage. When his eyes landed on Kurapika, he quickly narrowed them. "The Chain User." He spoke in a low tone, and instinctively, the Samurai's hand went for the hilt of his katana. Kurapika had gone rigid from the action, but Chrollo's outstretched arm stopped them both.
The look which crossed over his visage spoke of little patience for the constant fighting. Chrollo had long since understood the risks of allowing Kurapika to join their ranks, but the unrelenting belligerence Nobunaga continued to display was slowly wearing on his nerves. "Nobu, did you forget the statement I had made before we left Mirie?" Chrollo questioned, his grey eyes looking almost aloof. "Your concerns regarding Kurapika have been long since noted. No one here blames you for the anger you feel due to the loss of Uvo. However, your persistent attempt to spur infighting won't be tolerated. You are well aware of how we settle disputes."
There was an intermittent pause as Nobunaga let his emotions bleed from thoughtfulness to blatant disgust, his expression becoming one of pure incense. In the back of his mind, the Samurai still couldn't believe just how infatuated their leader had become. Not once had he ever remembered Chrollo being so soft. Of course, it was evident their leader cared for the Spider and its members, but to see him become so immersed by one who was supposed to be their enemy only baffled Nobunaga. It grated his nerves, although he was attempting the best he could to keep from completely exploding at the notion.
One thing he was not going to do was show the Chain User any decency or hospitality. Perhaps he had to work with the bastard, but by no means did he like it. Not in the least. Their leader may have decided to allow someone so dangerous within the organization they had formed, but it was something Nobunaga could not agree with.
He hated the Chain User. It was a fact the Samurai did not deny.
Nobunaga's fingers ceased moving right before they could take hold of his sword, and he clicked his tongue as a result. "Yes, I am well aware." He confirmed but didn't bother to hide the biting tone to his voice. Relinquishing to the Chain User left a sour taste in his mouth. Still, he scowled, then turned to go stand with the rest of the Spiders. "I will be keeping my eye on you for sure." Nobunaga professed as he slipped past, eyes locking briefly with Kurapika's own. "Make one move to betray us, and I will kill you myself." He concluded, the statement just as much of a threat as it was a promise. Should the Chain User do anything to turn against them, Nobunaga vowed to see the man ended by his own hand. It was the least he deserved after what was done to Uvo. Paku too.
The hate that was embedded deep within the thin man's aura and just how menacing it seemed caused a shiver to race up along Kurapika's spine. He said nothing as to prevent instigating the contention between them any further and the blond could tell that most of the Spiders were watching him intently, even after the Samurai's ominous words.
Kurapika could tell that his new comrade's aggressive display had significantly irritated Chrollo as the look in his lover's eyes spoke of him being almost on his wit's end. However, it was an outcome both of them had expected. Seeing Nobunaga react in such a way didn't surprise Kurapika in the slightest.
Beside him, Gon looked perplexed by what happened while Killua and Leorio remained skeptical. It was plain as day that all three of them were resisting the urge to step up and interfere, yet despite Nobunaga's obvious threat, none of them said a thing. From their expressions, however, it was easy to tell that all of them were not pleased with the scenario.
Instead, Gon tried to deflect the problem by changing the subject and turned his attention towards Chrollo. "What happened to the creatures?" He inquired, although his perception of those around him remained conscious and aware. Then he realized two people were missing. "Also, where are the Zodiacs?"
When Chrollo heard his name, he turned from observing the conflict between his lover and Nobunaga to face the ebullient youth now beside him. The expression on the boy's seemed to house a persistence for avoiding unnecessary conflict.
"The beasts have all been eradicated." He stated smoothly and locked eyes with Gon. "As far as we can tell, the total of their numbers was present within the forest around Mirie. We are confident they are all dead." Chrollo paused and turned to look towards the forest. "As for the Zodiacs, they decided to return to the Hunters Association."
Hearing the declaration invoked a murmur of voices as the Spiders gave their averment. Some looked proud, while others seemed annoyed. All of them appeared to have been put through hell and back.
Yet, experiencing things of a hellish nature wasn't something they were strangers to.
"Not like any of them would know," Phinks blurted out suddenly and crossed his arms over his chest, "since they had to leave the fight to babysit the Chain User."
Almost immediately, both Killua and Leorio looked outraged while Gon was merely dumbfounded. Such arrogance and contempt. The attitude displayed by the Spiders was astounding, and they couldn't fully comprehend how Kurapika was so willing to put up with it. Just dealing with them for even a short time was proving to be difficult in itself.
It took everything Kurapika had not to lash back with a retort of equal ferocity for the blond knew that continuing to fuel the problem would ultimately be counterproductive.
Rather than raise up towards the bait Phinks provided, Kurapika decided he would address their next move with Chrollo when the sound of Gon's voice broke the silence. "You know, none of you could have done it without Kurapika's help." The boy exclaimed, his eyes nearly becoming cold, intense. Hearing his response left Kurapika practically in shock. Immediately, every face was trained in Gon's direction.
Even Killua was taken aback by his friend's steadfast display. He knew that Gon was determined, but the demeanor he held was nothing short of pure obstinance.
Yet, there was no denying the facts. Inevitably, Gon spoke the truth.
"He's right, you know," Killua chimed in, and he could instantly sense that Leorio had stiffened beside him. If Kurapika was also startled by his admission, Killua couldn't tell. "It took all of us to stop those creatures."
What was done was done, and even though neither side was keen to work with the other, it had taken their combined efforts to bring down a genuinely terrifying horde of monsters.
All of them knew how the Spiders operated and not only were they a group of the most notorious criminals to exist, but it became glaringly obvious they were also unappreciative.
Gon could only stare at them in sheer disbelief, the severity of his aura matched the depths of his emotions. It was evident he wasn't happy with the outcome. The response Gon received from the Spiders made him less than patient.
Before he could protest any further, another of the Spiders stepped forward. They were the one Gon remembered who always dressed as a Samurai, and seemed to hold the most animosity towards Kurapika.
Even the feel of his aura was invariably dark and menacing.
The sensation of it from Gon's perspective was no different than the energy he felt from the creatures. Just the notion alone caused him to back up slightly, and the amber-eyed boy narrowed his eyes cautiously.
The sound of metal scraping from within a sheath reverberated around the area, and Nobunaga tacitly took another step forward. "We owe the Chain User nothing." He commented in a low voice, the brevity of his words spoke of the man's intent. There was no rebuffing of how he felt. "This was simply a test to determine his loyalty and worth to us. Nothing more. Nothing less," Nobunaga paused, though his stance remained no less than contentious. "Although the brat didn't betray us like we initially thought he would, I'm still not entirely convinced."
Any notion those kids had of him, or the rest of his comrades offering their thanks to the Chain User whom they all saw as a threat astounded him. Nobunaga felt nauseous by the very idea. The Samurai was still at odds on exactly where his stance was regarding the Chain User, but the fact remained that he was responsible for the deaths of Uvogin and Pakunoda.
It was a sentiment that was bilaterally shared as Nobunaga knew he wasn't the only one who felt the same way. Having the Chain User among them was adding insult to injury, but like the rest of them, he too was trying to deal.
Yet, it was proving to be scabrous nonetheless.
"I have to agree," Feitan chimed in, the man's eyes watching Kurapika and his friends intensely from behind his mask, "as I have yet to believe the Chain User fully supports us." He slipped forward from the obscurity of the trees and came up beside Nobunaga. Even in his position, Feitan appeared minacious.
"Unbelievable." Another voice interjected, and Killua closed his eyes momentarily as his hands slipped casually into his pockets. "You people just don't get it, do you?" The boy questioned tersely. When his eyes reopened, the depths of their silver color looked as if they were glowing. "None of us could have killed all of those beasts alone. They were more powerful than anyone here and could have easily defeated us had we not worked together."
Immediately, several of the Spiders looked utterly outraged - the concept of them being weak was reprehensible. Such an idea was absolutely ridiculous.
Phinks motioned to stand between his two comrades, one hand contracting into a fist. "Regardless of what you may think that doesn't mean we are incapable!" The man hissed and gritted his teeth. "We could have taken them down with or without your damned help!"
"Well," someone else began, and everyone drew their attention towards Shalnark, whose smile was still plastered on his lips, "they aren't totally wrong, Phinks. I think that I have to agree with the Chain User," the blond paused, catching himself before continuing, "er I mean Kurapika's friends on this. As much fun it was fighting those huge monsters, they really were overwhelming."
The sudden look of shock twisted Phinks's features, and the eyebrowless man looked positively furious. "Tch. You can't be fucking serious?" He practically yelled, which caused Shalnark to place his hands up defensively in response. It baffled Phinks just how accommodating the tech geek was acting. For a moment, it nearly convinced him that Shalnark was siding with the Chain User. He clicked his tongue at the very thought. "Don't tell me you actually believe that shit?"
His comrade's explosive reaction caused Shalnark to grin sheepishly, and the blond scratched the back of his head. "It's not that I am for having any debts to him, but I still think Kurapika has at least proven his skills in battle. Personally, I think he will be a valuable asset to us and the Spider as a whole."
"I feel the same way, though strange it is to admit," Shalnark snapped his head opposite of where he was facing and noticed Machi standing next to him. It seemed she had grown tired of the continued discourse, although her expression appeared stoic. "He may be the one who defeated Uvogin and captured Danchou, but from what I have seen, the Chain User has done nothing but persist in trying to prove his fidelity. I think he has potential."
Realizing so many of his comrades had varied opinions about their former enemy, Phinks could only turn away while scowling. Nobunaga looked virtually appalled, and Feitan remained expressionless. The fact that so many of them appeared to be accepting of the Chain User was utterly confounding, yet, when it came down to Machi's instincts and opinions, it was one thing they unanimously trusted.
"I believe I will have to side with Machi on this one as well." A deeper voice called out, and everyone turned to face Franklin, his hulking figure illuminated by the morning sun. "Perhaps I need more convincing of the Chain User's position among us, but I do see him as a valuable asset to us. Maybe a few more missions are in order."
Listening to the debacle between the Spiders had slowly worn on Leorio's nerves as he had remained silent during the majority of the conversation, but hearing their crude opinions about Kurapika only heightened his anger. Unconsciously, Leorio pushed his glasses up along his nose and crossed his arms over his chest. "That's right." He began, the tenor of his voice was heated and abrasive. "You should really be more considerate! Kurapika risked his life to stop those damned creatures when they had all of you surrounded. The least you could do is show him some respect!"
Not a second later, an arm was thrust in front of him, and Leorio ceased his tirade without further protest. Kurapika had grown tired of their constant bickering. "Enough Leorio." The Kurta snapped as he faced his accusers. "If they want more proof of my allegiance, then I will provide it." For a brief moment, his eyes flashed scarlet before returning to their natural blue. "I said before I would do whatever was necessary to show how devoted I am and it's something I intend to keep."
Shock laced over his friend's features almost immediately, and Kurapika sighed. At least they were supportive. For the most part.
"Are you sure," Leorio questioned, his demeanor turning more analytical than before, "that you still want to do this?" He cast a sideways glance towards the Spiders that were grouped behind him, especially at the man with the topknot. Leorio huffed. To a point, he had accepted Kurapika's decisions, although he still distrusted his friend's new comrades. They were the Genei Ryodan after all.
"I think Kurapika will be okay," Gon smiled and tilted his head angular. The boy's optimism was positively amazing. "He will eventually convince them."
Killua shrugged his shoulders but smiled as well. The silver-haired youth was not entirely taken aback by the other's affirmations. "Yeah. I think Kurapika knows what he is doing." The boy added and then faced Kurapika. "We shouldn't have much to worry about."
"Thanks, guys," Kurapika responded softly, and the sensation of weight on his shoulder caused him to lift his head as he realized Chrollo was looking down at him. For a moment, they stood there watching each other before his lover gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. Kurapika could see nothing but admiration behind those grey eyes.
"You will do just fine, my angel," Chrollo spoke, his voice was smooth as silk. "I know this is something you can get through. My Spiders may be stubborn and difficult, but I am sure you will convince them of your loyalty and worth eventually."
Chrollo could hear the mixed reactions which came from his subordinates, but rather than let their intransigence affect him, the older man decided to focus on Kurapika's beautiful face instead. Seeing his lover so staunch and resolute only added to the younger man's inexplicable allure.
Unable to argue with Chrollo's point, Kurapika laid one of his hands over his lover's own and sighed in resignation. "Maybe you're right." The blond purred and had to admit that whenever Chrollo was around, his lover had a placating effect on him. There was something in his aura that Kurapika found soothing. "I don't plan to give up. Not now. I have too many promises to keep." He paused then leaned against Chrollo's haughty frame, a mischievous look on his pristine visage. "Besides, not only have I vowed to join your Spiders, but I have sworn my heart to you. Those are two reasons for me to push forward."
For Kurapika to be so fiery and diligent only added to the faith that Chrollo had in his lover. It was the same persistence he saw when they first met in York New, but now that ember smoldered for a different cause.
The same molten flow that once fueled Kurapika's will and determination to seek vengeance now kept the heart alive that beat for him and only him. It thoroughly reminded Chrollo of just how lucky he was.
"I believe you," Chrollo responded and tightened his grip slightly on his lover's shoulder. The warmth of Kurapika's body caused a barely visible shiver to race through him. "It wasn't something I ever doubted, babe."
Again, Kurapika smiled, but this time, he pulled away from the older man reluctantly before tucking a few stray golden locks behind his ear. "Thank you, Chrollo." He concluded and realized that his friends had been watching them adamantly. Yet, their own expressions appeared positive. Even Leorio's. It was surprising since Kurapika knew how the aspiring doctor felt about Chrollo.
Leorio might have been concealing his feelings for everyone's sake, but Kurapika remained reticent on the matter. Now definitely wasn't the time.
Regardless of his lover's profession, it was clear that some of the Spiders were still displeased with the outcome, and Chrollo could tell judging from the mixed reactions they gave. Even the expressions that crossed over Phinks and Nobunaga spoke volumes. Feitan appeared impassive.
Convincing them to accept Kurapika was increasingly difficult, especially between those three, which he knew to expect considering the connection they had to Uvogin. What made the task more tiresome than not was the fact that each of them was purposely making it hard on both him and Kurapika.
Of course, Chrollo hadn't proposed that his subordinates should come around the very moment he announced Kurapika was joining them, but one of the reasons for the mission they just finished was for them to witness his devotion and reliability. Kurapika was not only his lover but also another limb to keep the Spider alive. In truth, Chrollo had gained so much more when he won the younger man's heart. Like his skills, aptitude and unwavering loyalty.
Kurapika had consecrated himself in so many ways, which he didn't have to do, and yet, it was something Chrollo loved about him. The Kurta genuinely was a prize, and he never wanted to let go.
Eventually, his comrades would see what he did, and as determinate Kurapika was, it was only a matter of time. His gaze traveled over each of their faces, and although he could see the mixed emotions, one thing that wasn't going to change was the fact that Kurapika was now apart of them.
The younger man had made his choices, and Chrollo wasn't about to force him to change. One thing that he would not do was violate the trust he had with his lover.
If Kurapika's friends could learn to be accepting - as they seemed to be embracing how things were - then the same could be said for his Spiders. Chrollo hoped that perhaps, the example set by the boys and even that man named Leorio would eventually be enough to convince them into coming around.
Only time would tell.
"With that said," he announced, ignoring the muttering that arose from Nobunaga, "I think we should return to Yorknew. The journey back will be just as long as it was for us to get here." Stopping briefly, Chrollo composed himself even further, the tone of his voice becoming more stoical while his posture became more nonchalant. "Once we arrive, it will be then we will disperse as for the time being, Kurapika and I will need to resume our search for the remaining Scarlet Eyes." Almost immediately, several of his subordinates began to protest, but Chrollo thrust a hand up before himself to silence them. "However, there may be instances where we will need those of you to assist us on some of these missions. We encountered many things of value in the past while obtaining the eyes, which also makes the missions we go on worth our time."
From his peripheral vision, Chrollo could see Kurapika's demeanor change, and he instantly knew the younger man planned on retorting against his statement. He leaned in close to Kurapika before whispering, "Just go along with this. You understand our nature, and it's one thing you told me that you would learn to accept. We will reclaim the Scarlet Eyes, but there may be times where we may need help from my Spiders." Before smiling, Chrollo nipped at his lover's ear, hoping the gesture would help ease his worries. "Also, think of it this way - it just might be another chance to prove yourself since not all of them are entirely convinced of your fidelity."
It was something that Kurapika wasn't entirely comfortable with, and the idea of asking for the Ryodan's assistance while tracking down the last of the Scarlet Eyes only seemed to perturb him. Yet, there was no denying that his lover was right. Chrollo knew they may need help as their prior missions had proven how difficult it was with just them alone.
But that was before he decided to unseal the older man's Nen. The more Kurapika thought about it, the more apparent it became. If having the spider's help in retrieving the eyes increased their chances of success, then who was he to argue? The idealism of them stealing things in the process caused a brief shiver to race through him, and it made Kurapika slightly apprehensive. But then again, wasn't he also doing the same thing when it came down to the eyes themselves?
He was thoroughly prepared to do whatever was necessary to see his clan laid to rest and if that meant subjecting himself to less than credible tactics to achieve his goal, then so be it. In essence, didn't that make him no different than they were?
Coming to terms with that was quite a shocker, and Kurapika merely nodded at Chrollo's statement. Getting used to a criminal lifestyle would definitely take time, and Kurapika still found that such a notion left a bitter taste in his mouth. Nevertheless, it was something he would come to accept.
He had to.
Smiling at his lover's averment, Chrollo resumed facing his Spiders. Getting them all on the same page wasn't going to be easy, but it was something that needed to be done. They had to keep working together if either side was to earn respect. Perhaps Kurapika was more than willing, but convincing them to meet in the middle would be the hardest part.
"Are you sure about this Danchou?" Shalnak questioned, and the blond could tell the same question was being expressed by most of his comrades. Even Franklin looked inquisitive.
"It is something that Kurapika and I must do," Chrollo responded calmly, his gaze unwavering. "We were in the process of reclaiming the eyes when Mirie was attacked by those creatures, and now they're out of the way, it's best we resume. Kurapika has devoted himself to the Spider and helping him collect the eyes is the least I can do."
"Psh. Maybe the Chain User has decided to become a part of us, but I don't see why that means we should be indebted to him because of it." The fingers Nobunaga had around his sword twitched, and Chrollo could tell it was taking almost everything for the man to hold himself back. The Samurai cursed beneath his breath following the statement and Chrollo could only sigh in annoyance.
"As I have mentioned before, your concerns are duly noted, but Kurapika is now part of the Genei Ryodan. He has rightfully earned his place among us. It's something you're just going to have to accept." With each passing second, it was evident that Nobunaga was increasingly agitated with the response he was given and continued to stand there watching Kurapika. There was a tempest raging behind the Samurai's dark eyes, and Chrollo knew that his comrade was intent on holding his grudge.
The scowl on Nobunaga's face only deepened, and he ground his teeth at the result. He was utterly vexed at the notion. Coming to terms with the prospect of the Chain User being among them incited his disgust further. Just thinking about having to contend with the very same person who defeated and killed Uvogin caused his insides to twist and made his blood practically boil.
It was utter blasphemy.
"Damn it." He muttered and again, his hand itched to make use of his sword. However, the cold, nearly apathetic look in his leader's stormy grey eyes stayed his hand. There was something different about them, something portentous about what he saw, and Nobunaga found that he was unable to react. Instead, a low growl emanated from deep in his throat. "How the hell can I be expected to face him without being able to exact revenge for what he has done?" Nobunaga practically yelled as he nearly frothed from the mouth. "Why are you so adamant on that bastard being a part of us?"
Again, Chrollo expelled a breath and rubbed his temples in exasperation. It was just another instance of where Nobunaga persisted in challenging his decisions. "Enough Nobunaga." He stated sharply and glared hard at his subordinate. At the current point they were, he had grown weary of the Samurai's incessant whining. Chrollo understood the man's plight, but he wasn't about to alter the choice that was made. "It's time to cease this foolishness and understand that things are the way they are. Either settle any disputes you have by flipping a coin or let it go."
Regardless of how he felt for Kurapika and the love they shared, the Kurta had as much right to call himself a Spider as the rest of them. Nobunaga was blatantly disregarding the rules for obtaining membership - which had been set the moment he forged the Genei Ryodan - and it was whittling away at his nerves. Chrollo wasn't sure how much more of this he could take.
Which thankfully, his suspicions were laid to rest the moment Nobunaga sheathed his sword. It came as a surprise to those around him, and even Chrollo had to nearly pinch himself to ensure that what he saw wasn't an illusion. He half expected the man to keep up with his little folly, but then Nobunaga relented without further insistence. Chrollo's body loosened, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Dealing with Nobunaga's temperament as it turned out, was becoming progressively problematic and Chrollo didn't know for how much longer he would be able to divert the man's attention away from Kurapika. He was easily obsessive-compulsive and persisted with anything that he got fixated on.
Chrollo presumed that Nobunaga didn't plan on letting go of his emotions anytime soon.
At least he decided to back off. For now.
"So," Gon spoke up after a long, awkward silence and looked towards Kurapika and Chrollo, "are we finally going to head back now? I was thinking-" The dark-haired boy abruptly stopped when he was hit over the head by Killua who glared at him irritability. Gon whimpered as a result. "Ouch! What was that for?"
Killua flexed his hand a few times before looking Gon straight in the eye. His friend really had a hard head. "Could you be any less tactful?" He accused and pulled a piece of chocolate out from his pocket to chew on. "I think Kurapika and his boyfriend are stressed out enough as is."
Hearing Gon's exasperated voice drew Kurapika's attention towards his friends, and he laughed light-heartedly at their childish antics. Though when Killua uttered the word boyfriend, a slight blush dusted his cheeks and the Kurta had to turn his head away in embarrassment. At least everyone else including Leorio had refrained from commenting. "D-Don't worry. I am fine," Kurapika responded slowly.
The sensation of an arm sliding around his waist brought Kurapika momentarily out of his trance and realized he had been pulled flush against Chrollo's side. His lover's warmth was inviting, and the prospect of being so close only caused the crimson to spread even more over his cheeks and down his neck. The very sight amused Chrollo. "Oh, I am quite certain that you are." He added cheekily then grinned.
It was quite clear that his beautiful lover was under pressure, yet, he couldn't help but comment in jest. Kurapika needed to relax, and Chrollo was grateful that his Spiders had kept silent since Nobunaga's outburst.
Again, it appeared that Chrollo was intent on making him flustered, especially while in front of people - like his friends, for instance - and Kurapika frowned as a result. Instinctively he pushed against his lover to get the older man's attention before their eyes inevitably met. "Yes Chrollo, how astute of you to notice." He taunted, a grin of his own appearing on pink lips. "Don't worry," he furthered and pushed a little more against Chrollo, "I'm not that tense, as you so conveniently believe."
So lively, and so feisty. It was another quality Kurapika had that Chrollo adored. The blond was something special, which made him rather exceptional. Chrollo couldn't stop his grin from spreading across his face. "Ah, I'm sure you're not." He responded smoothly and tightened his arm around Kurapika before leaning in close to his ear. "But you have been through quite a lot lately, and I can think of other ways for you to unwind."
The moment those words left Chrollo's mouth, Kurapika instantly suffused a rather deep shade of rouge, and the younger man wasted no time pulling back just enough to deck him in the arm. Chrollo merely chuckled at his reaction. "Damn it Chrollo, do you always have to do that?"
He could hear the sounds of gasping along with the emulation of retching and gagging from the Spiders who overheard the comment while at the same time, Leorio cupped his hands the best he could over both Gon and Killua's ears. There was a look of pure shock on his face as the man was utterly caught unawares by the event.
It was inconceivable to hear such talk - especially while in front of kids - but the notion of that bastard proposing such a thing… Leorio couldn't bear the thought of Kurapika being intimate with the man.
"They probably already have." The thought crossed his mind, and Leorio groaned dejectedly. He had given up on Kurapika ever caring for him in such a way since learning of his friend's romantic ties to the leader of the Genei Ryodan. Still, the pain of rejection remained fresh in his mind.
Letting go was hard, and it was something Leorio wished he did not have to do. It was evident Kurapika was in love, just not with him.
Chrollo noticed this - aside from both Kurapika and his Spider's amusing reactions, and grinned in spite of himself. It was entertaining watching his comrades get bent when he showed affection for Kurapika, but what made the deal even more delicious was how it seemed to affect the man named Leorio. It obviously made him downtrodden to see it, and the aspect satisfied Chrollo. He was proud that Kurapika was his.
Knowing the younger man felt the same way only enhanced that feeling.
However, the reception garnered from his little display only seemed to toss Kurapika more off-kilter, and Chrollo once again pulled him close while completely ignoring everyone around them. The blush which dusted his lover's cheeks seemed to climb higher over his skin, and he knew that Kurapika was obviously more than mildly abashed. "Forgive me, love, I only wanted to see a smile cross those pretty lips of yours. After all, you look better when you do."
Once again, Kurapika could feel the heat rise along his face, and he groaned at Chrollo's attempts to be overly romantic, but the truth behind his statement was no less accurate. He just hated it when his lover continuously showed such blatant displays of affection in front of others. "You sure have a funny way of going about it," Kurapika supplied laconically.
"That's because," Chrollo began, the look behind his eyes becoming more impish than modest, "I enjoy seeing how you are when acting less serious. It makes you even more beautiful."
Kurapika rolled his eyes and sighed, but nonetheless, Chrollo's words brought a faint smile to his lips. Although he was not pleased by his partner declaring such passionate thoughts out in the open, the fact that underneath it all, it made him happy to know just how much he was loved. It only furthered his desire to continue living as Chrollo truly gave him purpose.
"Well then," Kurapika cleared his throat and reluctantly extricated himself from Chrollo's hold, then shivered slightly when the cold air hit him, "perhaps we should really be going. It won't do us any good to stand around here all day."
Thankfully, no one else commented further on what transpired just moments ago and nodded in general consensus to his statement. Even Nobunaga seemed to agree, which only astounded Kurapika. He figured the man would offer more resistance, but at least he refrained from complaining any more than he had.
It made him grateful, and he was sure Chrollo felt the same.
"Let's move out," Chrollo announced and turned to face those around him before sparing another glance Kurapika's way. His lover looked radiant as ever. The way the sun played over his creamy skin and soft hair made the Kurta look so angelic. Kurapika was truly unique. "We will reconvene back in Yorknew."
With that, Kurapika nodded towards his friends and fell into step beside his lover as everyone then divided into groups before branching off. One by one, they each parted ways and began their journey separately towards their mutual destination.
As the last of the evening light began to fade into the welcoming caress of the night, its waning hue filtered through the curtains of a modest bedroom to offer the area what little illumination there already was. Long, dark shadows were cast over the room like thin, gnarled fingers as the rising moon outside added to the peaceful, yet quiet scene.
Silence had descended, save for the low hum of voices that broke the calm and amid the tranquility were the soft, intermittent sounds of passionate gasps and moans.
There was a constant thrum of desire as it arose within the steadily growing ardor, and the two individuals who had easily given into its raging tempest also became captivated by hunger and need.
Another fevered moan echoed into the air, and this time, even if was fleeting, there was nothing more left within the world but them.
"I did say this was a better way for you to unwind." A provocative voice called out, and for a moment afterward, nothing else was said.
Kurapika closed his eyes, and he concentrated on the way his body felt as every nerve seemed to come alive. It was like his skin was on fire, yet it was still cool to touch, and he slowly breathed in as the sensation of hips contacted his own.
Despite the release of his unbridled emotions, Kurapika tried not to focus on the taunting statement that reached his ears, but when his lust-filled eyes found Chrollo's burning greys, it was hard to ignore the truth behind those very words.
Perhaps he hated to admit it, but there was no avoiding the fact that release such as this superseded all else.
Being intimate with Chrollo was extremely relaxing for sure.
Still, Kurapika didn't miss the teasing that was behind the older man's voice. "Don't patronize me Chrollo." The Kurta retorted, though his voice was raspy and quiet. "Of course, I am well aware it is, but do you think I cared to admit that in front of everyone?"
It took a few seconds for the question to process, but Chrollo was more than pleased to hear his lover's open disconcertion, and he couldn't stop the grin that slid over his lips. He knew Kurapika was still reserved when it came to showing deep levels of affection in front of others, but the more Chrollo thought about it, the more it made sense why.
The younger man truly valued what they shared together as moments like these were sacred and not meant for the public eye.
"I never thought you did," Chrollo responded and gave another thrust of his hips, the sound of Kurapika's pants was satisfying to hear. "I just can't help watching how abashed you become." Slowly, he began to pick up in rhythm, easily matching Kurapika's pace and instinctively, Chrollo leaned down to trail his tongue over the pulse that raced within the blond's neck. "Besides, you really did need to relax." When he reached the base of the younger man's jaw, Chrollo bit down and breathed in heavily of his lover's scent. The Kurta's uniqueness really was something special.
How lucky he was to have someone like the young blond in his life. Chrollo had once believed he was unworthy, but witnessing just how secure their connection was and how deep Kurapika's love ran, it was then he knew what destiny had in store for them.
There was no denying their fate had been written in the stars. It was something Chrollo admittingly hadn't realized before.
Yet, it was as if Kurapika had understood his immediate thoughts and although his lover was receptive from the attention he gave, Chrollo knew they were intricately tied. Just the way that lithe body moved, and how the younger man trembled along with the cadenced beating of their hearts spoke of how attuned to him that Kurapika was.
The Kurta opened his eyes, even if succinctly and what Chrollo saw behind those flaming scarlet eyes was a passion unlike any other. Those lips parted, and the words that soon followed only had him completely mesmerized.
"You really are unbelievable, you know that?" Kurapika whispered and flinched from the pain that mingled with such intense pleasure as Chrollo suckled roughly on a tender area beneath his jaw. "Saying such things while knowing how it makes me feel." Without awareness, Kurapika's back arched instantly off the bed, and he tightened his legs around Chrollo's waist. "Yet, I know you were truly concerned for my well being." The closeness of such an act caused their bodies to come nearly flush together and Kurapika wasted no time jerking his hips against his lover's own, the contact sent another rush of pleasure through him as every electrified pulse surged down to his groin and into the very nucleus within. "It just reminds me of why I want - no need you in my life."
Such a declaration was almost unbelievable to hear.
Chrollo responded without hesitation, and the prospect brought a pleased smile to his lips. He pulled away from Kurapika's neck to admire the blooming purplish mark that was left behind, then lifted his gaze to stare down into the fathomless eyes that shone like glittering rubies. Oh how beautiful those eyes were, and Chrollo was silently grateful that Kurapika was alive.
He was the only one who Chrollo was glad that survived. If Kurapika had not avoided the massacre he brought down upon the Kurtas back then, neither of them would be where they are today. Kurapika was now in his arms, ardor squalling between them as they made love, and the rapid beating of their unified hearts truly foretold of just how intertwined their lives really were.
Kurapika was special indeed.
The change in his lover's pace caused Chrollo to push his hips down to meet Kurapika's slender ones, and he could feel himself slipping in even further. "I understand." He uttered, though his voice was laced heavily by the seeds of intoxication. "As it's the same for me. I need you just as much." Guided by his more primal instincts along with the intense emotions between them, Chrollo knew where it was ultimately leading them. Jerking forward, he plunged himself deeper into Kurapika's tight body, and finally contacted the one spot within that would surely drive him over the edge. "But for now, just let go." He whispered into his lover's ear.
Another moan tore from Kurapika's throat, though it was more guttural than before, and it felt as if his entire being had been shocked alive. He trembled violently as every inch of his body sweated profusely and to keep himself steady, Kurapika automatically snaked his arms around Chrollo's muscular back.
The steady pace they once held had become erratic, and Kurapika couldn't help how off rhythm his gyrating had become. Their hips were no longer moving in tandem to one another, but more in unbridled desperation.
Remaining at the current state they were in, Kurapika knew it was just a matter of time before the both of them would reach the pinnacle of completion. He was close and could sense Chrollo wasn't far off, either. Despite their irregular movements, the pressure in his groin was becoming insurmountable, and the throbbing Kurapika felt in his cock made him painfully aware that neither of them would last much longer. The echo of Chrollo's words reverberated in his ears and to him, release never sounded sweeter.
However, when Chrollo pulled back and reached between his legs to curl those sturdy fingers around his swollen erection, it was at that moment Kurapika knew it was all over.
Swiftly, but fluidly, Chrollo began to pump him in time to their slowly recovering thrusts, and gradually, the rhythm between their hips soon returned. Once they were moving in practical unison with one another, Kurapika then reached his limit and succumbed to the increasing grips of ecstasy.
As his remaining energy and stamina started to fade away, Kurapika tossed his head back and arched against Chrollo's firm chest, his lover's name spilling from his lips almost melodiously. He felt the older man's fingers tighten around him and Kurapika jerked roughly up against his lover's palm before finally releasing as thick warmth spilled forth.
Once the last of Kurapika's sustenance dribbled over his skin, Chrollo smiled and removed his hand so he could grip the younger man's unoccupied hip. His other then cemented its hold. Gently, Chrollo lifted Kurapika up slightly higher so he could penetrate deeper and gave a few ample thrusts before he too, was unable to continue holding back the mounting pressure.
Abruptly, he breathed out Kurapika's name as heat surged from his groin and began to flow deep and copiously within his lover. Chrollo stilled in his movements while his body convulsed from the onslaught that kept raging through him, the final wave of bliss hitting him hard and fast.
It wasn't until his essence entirely left him that Chrollo was no longer able to hold himself upright and they both collapsed together onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.
Silence ensued as they just laid there panting and heavily intoxicated from their euphoric experience. Neither of them uttered a word while relishing in the sensation of each other and the high they felt.
The very moment for them had become a tranquil and sacred point in time.
It had been hours since their act concluded, and Kurapika found himself nestled comfortably against Chrollo's side as he rested his head on his lover's chest. His golden locks were splayed about his head, the image forming a mock halo and the accent from the moonglow only made him appear more ethereal. Chrollo looked down at his precious angel, and the younger man seemed more beautiful than before. Tenderly, he carded through those silky strands, and he could tell Kurapika was luxuriating in the sensation.
For the longest, neither of them had spoken, and it was peaceful just to savor each other's company, but he knew they needed to discuss their upcoming plans to find the remaining eyes. Chrollo was confident it was the same for Kurapika.
Only a half a day had passed since returning to Yorknew and clearly, his lover needed rest, but knowing Kurapika's resolution to complete his goal, he would only keep still for so long. Chrollo let his fingers swept through that soft sea of gold.
"Tomorrow I was thinking we could locate the next closest pair of Scarlet Eyes and then devise a plan to retrieve them." He vocalized quietly and tightened his other arm around Kurapika, effectively keeping the Kurta firmly against him.
The immediate comment drew Kurapika's attention from his idle thoughts, and he expelled a breath as Chrollo pulled him closer. "Really?" Kurapika exclaimed. He was shocked that his lover was ready to move so soon after returning to Yorknew. The blond half expected Chrollo to insist that he rest for more than a few days. "I didn't think you would be ready to resume our search for the eyes until after some time, especially after our recent ordeal." Kurapika paused, and for a moment, he was unsure of what to say.
Yet, before he could continue, Chrollo interjected. "Kurapika." He said gently, voice just above a whisper. "I understand how important it is to you in retrieving your clan's eyes. There is no reason to delay that mission any further. We were already waylaid by those creatures back in Mirie."
A frown crossed over Kurapika's lips at the statement, but he couldn't hide the fact that he was eager to continue finding the remaining pairs. His clan still deserved peace and a proper burial. "You're right," Kurapika responded, and he lifted himself slightly to look into Chrollo's eyes. "It is imperative I find all my brethren's eyes so I can lay them to rest. I just thought-"
"Hush now my angel," Chrollo responded and closed what little gap there was between them to kiss Kurapika gently. The younger man's lips were so soft. "You worry too much. I had no intention of making you wait for very long."
As Chrollo moved away, the remnants of the kiss still fresh in his mind, Kurapika could only sigh. It never ceased to amaze him just how compassionate the older man actually was. For the leader of the Genei Ryodan to be that way continued to instill every reason why Kurapika truly believed Chrollo was human and had a soul.
Of course, he was aware that his lover was still a criminal and a thief at heart, but the notion made him love Chrollo so much more.
"You really are an ass, you know that?" Kurapika purred and leaned in to pull on his lover's ear just above his orbed earring. "But I appreciate everything you do for me." He furthered then settled back down as his head came to rest in the juncture between Chrollo's neck and shoulder. Kurapika expelled a breath.
His lover's response brought a tug to his lips, and Chrollo adored just how vivacious Kurapika was. The blond's temperament never surprised him. "You know me so well." He teased and let his chin rest on the top of Kurapika's head. "Yet, there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you." Chrollo furthered, though his words were more casual. Serious. "I would give you the world if given a chance. That's how special you are." There was an intermittent pause, and he took the opportunity to pull the covers more securely around them. "For now, however, we should sleep. Tomorrow there will be much to do."
Kurapika could hardly believe the words that Chrollo spoke, but he said nothing as the meaning behind the statement began to sink in. There was no denying that Chrollo was greedy and selfish to a fault, but seeing his lover exhibit such altruistic tendencies made Kurapika realize he wasn't just cold and apathetic.
Beneath it all, the leader of the Genei Ryodan was a caring and generous man.
It made Kurapika feel connected to Chrollo even more.
"Alright." He uttered, and the Kurta closed his eyes. "Since you insist."
Again, Chrollo couldn't help the smile that crossed his countenance, and he tightened his hold around his lover. "Good." He said simply and enjoyed the warmth of Kurapika's naked body. Moments like this with him were ones Chrollo thoroughly treasured.
Eventually, Kurapika's breathing evened out, indicating he had fallen asleep and Chrollo allowed himself to follow suit soon after.
After Thoughts: Honestly, I really enjoyed this chapter - although it took me a little longer to write due to problems I've been dealing with - as I got to play around more with the Genei Ryodan and their reactions to Kurapika and his relationship with Chrollo. It was also nice to delve a little more into how Gon, Killua, and Leorio also feel about it since there is still some contention going on with that as well. But now our boys are finally going to resume their search for the remaining Scarlet Eyes so the next several chapters will be focusing on that.
Also, expect some characters to show up then go back on short hiatuses as not everyone will be joining Kurapika and Chrollo on every mission they go on. There will be times, however, when they will need help from others. :)