A/N: Hello, again dear readers, it's time for another update. This time, however, the story has finally returned to one of its main prominent points - the Scarlet Eyes. The deviation earlier in the plot has a purpose of course, but it has reached the point where it can resume focusing on the most significant aspect of connecting these two as well as the force that is ultimately driving them together. That isn't to say that instances from prior incidents - including the beasts - won't show up along the way, the central focus on finding the eyes has always been an essential and integral part of RoF's storyline.
Also, the appearance of certain characters, such as the Spiders and Kurapika's friends will occur as needed, but by no means will they end up on the S.S. Abandoned Plotlines for any extended amount of time. However, things will continue to get interesting from here. :)
Oh, and as always, a huge thank you to Sweet(s) Dreamer for her time in betaing each chapter of this fic. ❤️❤️
Summary: After a momentary reprieve while in Yorknew, Kurapika and Chrollo decide it's time to resume their search for the Scarlet Eyes. The duo then discusses their plans after locating the next pair and the target holding them.
The sensation of fingers carding through his soft locks and along his cheek had slowly brought Kurapika awake, the tenderness of the feeling caused him to rouse with little reluctance. As the sleep began to dissolve from his mind, the young blond opened his eyes only to witness a pair of dark greys staring back at him, and the sight nearly caused him to jerk backward.
"You're awake," Kurapika heard a familiar voice call to him, and he instantly expelled a breath before soothing his rapidly beating heart.
It took him a moment to orient himself, and eventually, Chrollo's image filled his vision. Kurapika figured he must have slept so soundly that he nearly forgot who or where he was. Controlling his rattled nerves had been a challenge after everything he and Chrollo had endured over the last several months, but at least he had his lover's aura to help keep him calm.
A smile crossed over his pale lips. "I am now," Kurapika responded as he unconsciously leaned into Chrollo's hand. The way those fingers swept through his golden hair was enough to calm his turbulent emotions. After a few minutes, Kurapika pulled back to look at his lover. "You're up early." He stated quizzically.
Seeing the Kurta's face so bright, even while being accented by the radiance of the rising sun had brought a grin to Chrollo's lips. Kurapika usually wasn't a morning person, and it surprised him that his lover wasn't grumping at being awoken practically at dawn.
"I've been up for some time." He purred and cupped Kurapika's chin. "Besides, we have a lot to do today," Chrollo casually reminded the blond. It was the day they were to make preparations in resuming their search for the Scarlet Eyes.
Naturally, he was reluctant to leave the bed so soon after rising as he was rather enjoying the time he was spending with Kurapika. The softness of the younger man's skin and the warmth of his body made Chrollo even more reluctant, but dallying would only prove to be counterproductive.
Astonishment replaced his contented expression, and Kurapika tilted his head slightly angular. "You continue to surprise me," he began and shifted slightly, his legs brushing against Chrollo's, "since I'd didn't think you'd be so eager to get moving this quickly."
Hearing the response only made Chrollo's grin broaden even more. "You underestimate me then, babe." Gently, he tilted Kurapika's head up slightly before moving his hand away. "I did say that I wouldn't make you wait for too long," Chrollo furthered and pressed himself a little more against Kurapika for emphasis.
The contact invoked a soft mewl to exit from within his throat, and Kurapika had to steady himself lest he would fall once again to Chrollo's whims and charms. Even the memory of what transpired the night before remained fresh in his mind.
"I suppose I do."
Kurapika still couldn't believe that he couldn't predict Chrollo as thoroughly as he thought, and the fact that his lover was able to continuously one-up him left the blond questioning his own skills.
Not that it changed how he felt. But knowing that he wasn't as quick to decipher Chrollo's motives left him determined to correct that aspect.
"Don't worry," the older man responded, wholly amused by Kurapika's flustered response, "you will figure me out soon enough." He leaned down to kiss the younger man gently before extricating himself from the bed. Immediately, Chrollo wished he hadn't. The absence of his lover's warmth allowed the cold to hit his exposed skin, and he shivered as a result. "I am going to take a shower then make us some coffee." His voice echoed as he disappeared into the adjacent bathroom.
Sighing, Kurapika watched as the door closed behind Chrollo before slipping from the bed himself to gather the supplies he would need for his own shower along with a fresh set of clothes to wear. The moment his feet touched the cold floor, Kurapika hissed then recoiled, but it didn't take long for him to adjust.
It was relatively chilly in Yorknew for the current time of year, and the hotel they were staying at had modest lodgings than most other places Chrollo would have chosen.
Since they needed to keep a low profile - despite the agreement made with the Hunter's Association, other entities were still after them - and trying not to be overly grandiose was one way of doing it.
He cursed the fact as heating inside the place was subpar, which left the room relatively cold and was something that Kurapika adamantly detested. So many of their trips to retrieve pairs of Scarlet Eyes had taken them into harsher, colder climates and he hadn't forgotten just how uncomfortable the situations actually were. Even now, although it wasn't as chilly as it was in some other locations they had been in, Kurapika still didn't like how the frigid air bit into his exposed skin.
At least Chrollo made it easy for him to access his luggage as the older man had pulled it from Fun Fun cloth before entering the bathroom. He could hear the water running inside the shower as he began retrieving the soap and shampoo bottles along with a pair of dark blue sweat pants and a long-sleeved white t-shirt. The amount of time Chrollo was in the bathroom seemed like an eternity, and Kurapika had settled on reading once he was completely done with getting ready.
Ten minutes after he sat down with his nose buried in a book, Chrollo exited the bathroom with only a pair of boxers on while drying his hair.
Seeing him mostly bare save for the single article he wore made Kurapika shiver again. How his lover was able to combat such low temperatures truly baffled him.
"Aren't you cold?" Kurapika questioned the moment Chrollo approached him, the older man heavily focused on toweling off his raven tresses. "I mean it's only late February."
Pausing briefly, Chrollo let his eyes land on the younger man's, the look in those marvelous blues brought an amused smile to his face and he simply shrugged his shoulders. "Of course I am, but it doesn't bother me as much as it seems to bother you." He teased, and a more mischievous look crossed his visage. "However, if you are that concerned, I won't mind if you come over here to warm me up."
Chrollo had to duck after the statement left his mouth as Kurapika wasted no time chucking the book he was reading (which thankfully wasn't the old tome) right at his head. It landed across the room with a thud. "You're such a jackass," Kurapika retorted as crimson flushed over his neck and cheeks, and he rose swiftly from the chair. The towel which the blond retrieved earlier was now, unfortunately, covering his slender waist. "Why don't you just get dressed? That will definitely solve your problem."
Such a killjoy, yet Chrollo couldn't stop the grin from spreading across his face. "You know how to ruin a perfectly good moment, love." He teased and broke away from Kurapika to retrieve something to wear from his suitcase. A few minutes later, he was sporting a dark grey shirt with blue jeans. "In any regard," he continued, "the shower is all yours. I am going to start the coffee while you're in there."
Kurapika stood there eyeing Chrollo suspiciously even after he had sauntered off into the small kitchenette where the coffee pot was. He couldn't help but shake his head as his lover really was enigmatic.
"But you love him nonetheless." Kurapika heard a voice echo within his mind, and it reminded him of just how interwoven and connected he and Chrollo really were.
Without another word, Kurapika drew himself into the bathroom almost instantaneously. The fact that he couldn't seem to get all the levels of grime from his skin no matter how much he scrubbed left him feeling annoyed.
Once the water was on and at the temperature he preferred, Kurapika drew himself beneath its refreshing spray and this time, the Kurta decided he would take however long he needed.
If anything, Chrollo would grow concerned with the amount of time spent he took washing, but it was a necessity. The worst part was that he couldn't seem to remove the stench of those beasts from his body. It left behind a metallic smell that wrinkled his nose whenever he got too close, and it astounded him that Chrollo hadn't so much as uttered a word about it. Perhaps his lover was just glad to have him close rather than disrupt their moments of reprieve with additional annotations.
Sighing, Kurapika focused on washing his hair before moving to the rest of himself, the gentle spray and lull of the water allowed his mind to wander as he drifted towards more peaceful thoughts.
After dressing, then brushing his teeth and hair, - damn he needed a haircut again - Kurapika found himself back in the common room with a cup of coffee in hand. Taking a sip from the mug, he watched Chrollo over the rim. In the back of his mind, it was nice to enjoy coffee after so long without. He really needed the caffeine.
"So, where are we headed next?" Kurapika asked casually. Though, in retrospect, he was ready to continue their search.
The question made Chrollo pause mid-thought, the cup he held stationary before his lips. "Apparently there is one right here in Yorbia about six hours away inside a small city called Cysteria." He finally took a swig of the moderately sweetened liquid, then lowered the mug to place it up the counter which he stood beside. "Shalnark informed me that a rather wealthy merchant has recently obtained a pair, and I figured we should start there."
Processing the information took a few moments as Kurapika let the reality of what was happening to actually sink in. Every time he heard the status on each pair of Scarlet Eyes, it thoroughly reminded him of just how cruel and awful the world was.
In the back of his mind, Kurapika knew that Chrollo and his Spiders were the reason for what happened to him and his clan, but had since laid that animus to rest.
Deep down, it was Chrollo, who despite everything, had become the very same person to save his tortured soul. Even his clan had attested they harbored no ill will for what was done to them and instilled the very reason for him to move on while finding a future with Chrollo.
Learning to forgive was getting so much easier the longer he remained with Chrollo, and it was paving the way for him to let go entirely. For so long, his past had haunted him as Kurapika contended with its ghosts, but slowly Chrollo was opening his eyes, and the Kurta couldn't have been happier.
Perhaps his lover had once made a horrible decision that cost the lives of so many, but for the older man to seek retribution while helping him retrieve the eyes of his people was enough for him to have no regrets for loving Chrollo.
"Alright," Kurapika breathed and quickly steadied himself. "Have you received any information on precisely who this merchant is?" He lowered his gaze briefly and looked down into the contents of his mug before taking another draw from it. Hopefully, this mission would go more smoothly than their previous ones.
There was an intermittent pause between them before Chrollo responded. "From my understanding, the person is a well-known trader within Cysteria and has connections with other merchants and underground sellers all over Yorbia. Shalnark revealed the man's name is Corthoes el' Basa." Again, there was a pause, and Chrollo carefully watched his lover's expression as he took another sip of his coffee. "Also, Corthoes is currently selling a lot of exotic and highly rare items while in Cysteria. We should be able to retrieve the eyes before someone manages to take an interest in them."
That said, Chrollo drained the remaining contents of his mug before deciding to pour himself a second cup. It wasn't too often that he would drink more than one cup of coffee sequentially, but after they had no access to it for several weeks, he was glad for the abundance of it.
When Chrollo returned with his newly filled mug, the look he saw in Kurapika's eyes spoke of underlying anxiety that was trying to breakthrough. His lover was struggling to conceal it but none too well.
Setting his mug down again, Chrollo stepped closer to Kurapika. "Considering what you said," the Kurta began abruptly, and he examined the younger man's perfect features, "and there is a chance this merchant could move the eyes before we get there, how are we going to guarantee this won't happen?" It was clear Kurapika was worried, and Chrollo hoped his plan would ease his lover's anguish. He stroked Kurapika's cheek.
"I already have that covered." He answered and leaned in to kiss those supple lips tenderly. "I sent both Machi and Phinks ahead of us to strike a proposition with Corthoes and tell him that a very interested proprietor is inquiring about his pair of Scarlet Eyes. If all goes well, he will wait until we arrive and then we will strike a deal."
For a moment, Kurapika let himself slack when Chrollo's lips contacted his own, but almost immediately, his awareness returned at the mention of making a deal for the eyes. "And if he doesn't?" Kurapika questioned.
"Then we will steal them." He said quietly while placing a finger against Kurapika's lips to prevent any possibility of protest. His lover's demeanor had changed following his statement, but there was no denying the result should the situation come to it.
Kurapika still raised an eyebrow, and regardless of the gesture made, almost immediately Chrollo knew he wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea. "How did I know you were going to say that?" He commented sarcastically. It seemed Kurapika had decided to voice his feelings anyway. "Although I would like to try and avoid that possibility. If we really are trying to deflect attention away from ourselves, refraining from unnecessary stealing is one way to do it."
The response Chrollo was given didn't surprise him since he was fully aware that, albeit Kurapika's willingness to join the Genei Ryodan, there was still the matter of his morals and convictions.
He was going to need time, and adjusting to an entirely new way of life wouldn't happen overnight. Eventually, Kurapika would come around. The last thing Chrollo wanted to do was force the younger man to change against his will. Violating his trust with Kurapika was the last thing he wanted to do.
There was a moment of silence between them, and Chrollo crossed his arms. He knew that arguing with Kurapika would only cause more resistance than not, so he merely closed his eyes and smirked. "Alright," Chrollo began and then drew his attention back towards the blond across from him. "Fair point. We don't need to attract more unnecessary focus onto us if we can help it, but I am pretty confident negotiations should go as planned."
For some reason, it was hard not to remain skeptical, and Kurapika raised an eyebrow at Chrollo's dauntlessness. Something tickled at the back of his mind, but he tried to stay positive anyway. "I will trust you with this one," Kurapika commented before backing away slightly to place a hand over Chrollo's, "and follow your direction without hesitation. However, if you are correct and something does go wrong with negotiations, then I would like to take the least problematic route in stealing the eyes."
Instantly, he was caught off guard by Kurapika's last words, and it took everything Chrollo had not to blink in surprise. "Understandable." He answered slowly though his eyes never left the younger man's. "Hopefully, it won't come to that, but bear in mind it's also something we shouldn't entirely dismiss either."
One thing Chrollo always made a point of doing aside from being thoroughly prepared was to always expect the worst outcome as to never be caught off guard. Living on the edge was a lifestyle he was familiar with, but he knew it was something Kurapika wasn't used to.
Thus, when Chrollo heard Kurapika's acquiescence to just taking the Scarlet Eyes if they couldn't bargain for them had him nearly in tears.
Perhaps he didn't care entirely to admit it but seeing Kurapika gradually loosening up and adapting to the new life he chose only made Chrollo feel better about his lover joining the Spider after all.
Kurapika looked thoughtful following the comment, but the younger man simply drained the remaining coffee within his cup and set it aside. "I assume then you want to leave as soon as possible?" He asked while motioning over towards the sink to place his used mug inside. "Not to mention, we have to finish making preparations." When he turned around, that damned smirk was on Chrollo's lips again, but this time Kurapika only expelled a sigh.
"Of course," Chrollo remarked but stayed where he was. "The drive to Cysteria will take roughly about six hours, so the sooner we leave, the better."
So, they had another long trip ahead of them. Lovely. It wasn't something Kurapika was entirely keen on, but it was an aspect that came along with his goal in finding all the Scarlet Eyes.
Being cooped up with Chrollo whether it was inside a car, train or hell, even on foot had become insurmountable and taxing at times, especially when looking back at their first few missions to get the eyes they already acquired.
There were even moments when the older man was insufferable and made Kurapika's life difficult, but it was before he had come to accept Chrollo and fallen in love with him.
Although Kurapika was getting sick of always traveling, at least it was growing less troubling and had become more of a comfort with Chrollo around.
He merely nodded in affirmation to his lover's statement and proceeded to exit the small kitchen. "Then I shall go finish packing," Kurapika uttered before moving over what meager possessions he had and began securing them within his suitcase. He could feel Chrollo's gaze on his back for a short time afterward, but it wasn't long before the older man, too, was making his own preparations to leave.
For a while, they focused on their own tasks in silence, and every so often Kurapika would feel sweeps of fingers over his shoulders and neck or the occasional brush of lips across his cheek, but nothing else.
Although Chrollo's gentle shows of affection caused him to become slightly flushed, Kurapika savored the soft touches rather than feel accosted by it. Each sweep of those tender fingers sent a shiver up his spine, and he could only purr as a result.
They both continued on like this for the duration of their time packing, and once everything was secure, both Chrollo and Kurapika left their hotel room ready to depart from Yorknew.
The hotel lobby thankfully wasn't crowded and what few people were there at least seemed oblivious to those around them.
Chrollo watched as Kurapika swept around the room, his movements so elegant, he appeared almost majestic. Although Kurapika was merely killing time as they waited, he quickly noticed just how damn beautiful the Kurta was. It was an acknowledgment that he couldn't dismiss - not that he wanted to - and Chrollo kept his eyes trained on the younger man when he inched closer to the entrance as to peer out into the parking lot on the other side.
It wasn't long before three familiar faces appeared and Chrollo immediately went to stand beside Kurapika.
"Oh hello Mr. Lucifer," Gon called out after reaching them, and he smiled fondly at the boy.
"It's a pleasure to see you again Gon," Chrollo casually responded then realized that both the Zoldyck boy and the man training to become a doctor were staring at him.
Of course, he wasn't perturbed by the fact that Killua was silently observing him, but the way the one called Leorio kept giving him foul looks only incited the reason why the damn man seemed to bother him so much.
Not that he had much to worry about, but Chrollo was a careful person, and because it seemed like this Leorio character resented him for his relationship with Kurapika didn't help the matter any. Still, he gave them a charming smile which only seemed to piss off Leorio while Killua remained indifferent. At least he got the impression that both boys had accepted him though.
"Have all of you come to see us off?" Kurapika interjected when he felt the slight tension rising between Leorio and Chrollo.
Gon blinked for a moment as he scantily noticed the discrepancy between his friends, but the second he heard Kurapika speak, the boy wasted no time facing his friend. "Yep! We wanted to visit before you, and Mr. Lucifer left Yorknew." He responded enthusiastically.
"You can just call me Chrollo." The raven-head added following Gon's words, and the boy's eyes landed on him. Chrollo ruffled his hair playfully. "There is no need to be so formal."
"Okay," Gon responded and allowed his own cheerful smile to expand on his face. The way Chrollo was acting towards him and the others, especially Kurapika, had given him an entirely different perspective on exactly who the older man was.
After his first encounter with the leader of the Genei Ryodan, Chrollo came off as apathetic and aloof, but this version, the way his personality was comparatively opposite from before made Gon like the person who stood before him.
It made him even more confident that Chrollo would honestly take good care of Kurapika.
"So," another voice cut in and their attention landed on Killua, "any idea on exactly how long you two will be gone?" The silver-haired kid asked, his silver eyes trained hard on both Kurapika and Chrollo.
The question nearly caught Kurapika off guard, but the somber expression the young Zoldyck had over his countenance almost pulled at his heart. He was quite aware of how concerned his friends were over his safety and well-being, yet, it didn't change the fact that Kurapika hated making them worry. As difficult it was, the Kurta realized that no matter what, regardless of circumstance, they would always fret over the state of his condition. Especially while knowing that he was not only indentured by his own chain, but also because of his involvement with the Genei Ryodan.
Naturally, Kurapika had already settled on ceasing his quest for vengeance and allaying any need for his Chain Jail, but it hadn't altered the end result. It was something that still sat on his mind, and for the longest, Kurapika just wasn't sure how to go about fixing his disposition.
If Chrollo ever found out - which Kurapika was paranoid of addressing - how would his lover react?
Would he be angry? Afraid? Worried? Upset?
"It's a truth that will eventually have to be told." A voice called out, and Kurapika swallowed hard.
"You have to tell him. It's something he has to know."
"You cannot keep it from him forever."
"He cares deeply for you. Don't hide the truth from him."
Kurapika cast a glance towards Chrollo although all attention was on him and he swore inwardly. Someday soon, he would have to reveal the full covenant of his chains.
It terrified him of just how his lover would take it once told, but in reality, it was a circumstance which the Kurta knew he couldn't keep secret perpetually.
Almost unconsciously, he reached up and fingered the golden roped necklace that dangled from his neck and Kurapika was almost awash with guilt. Chrollo had made a vow to him so long ago, and it made his stomach twist instantly. Keeping things from each other was something they agreed to refrain from, and Kurapika knew what he must do.
Yes, Chrollo would know, and he would tell him. Just now wasn't the time.
Instead, he leashed his composure as to not draw suspicion. Not only were his friends astute, but Chrollo was more than deft in reading him. Any minor change in his stature would surely raise his lover's curiosity.
"It could be a few months or more," Kurapika finally commented, though he remained statured in the process, "as there are still quite a few pairs for us to locate and acquire. It's a commitment I have to see through, but this time I intend to keep my word and remain in contact."
The affirmation caused Killua to raise an eyebrow, and the silver-eyed boy tucked his hands behind his head while looking thoughtful. Gon cast a glance his way but said nothing. He remembered when Kurapika had last made such a pledge, but at the time he wasn't too inclined to keep it.
Now that circumstances were different and even the feeling Killua got from the connectivity shared between Kurapika and Chrollo, there wouldn't be any reason for his friend to keep from contacting them.
However, before he could continue, Leorio abruptly dissuaded their little peaceful moment.
"I can't believe you are going to be gone all that time again." The man grumbled, and he shoved his hands into the pockets of his blue slacks. "Especially with him."
The reaction invoked looks of practical shock from everyone, yet, Leorio ignored them. He had remained silent for some time regarding his feelings, but now everything had finally come bubbling to the surface.
Even Kurapika was taken aback. The blond looked practically aghast. "Leorio!" He blurted out, irritation swelling just beneath his skin. However, before he could continue, the other man continued on with his tirade.
"And the fact you refuse to let us help you makes me even more pissed off about it!"
Leorio resembled a beet with how utterly red his face had gotten. Gon and Killua took a few steps back and just how enraged their friend appeared. Before the situation could get out of hand, the boys had decided to round on the aspiring doctor and restrained him before the slender man could do anything rash. It was then Kurapika expelled a sigh. He felt Chrollo's hand on his shoulder a moment later.
"It's not that I don't want your help, but the fact that I don't want to put any of you in harm's way," Kurapika began, though his expression was more solemn than it was prior, "as it would upset me if something happened to any of you. After the incident with the beasts, I can't ask that of you. Not again." For a second, Kurapika had to stop and breathe as his lungs felt utterly strained. "This is also something I have to do Leorio. You know this. Finding my clan's eyes is more than important to me." As the last words exited past his lips, Kurapika nearly felt on the verge of collapse. Being put under so much stress after so long had pushed him to the limit more times than not.
Ever since the day his friends - especially Leorio - had learned of his relationship with Chrollo, it had caused more issues than he cared to deal with. Gon and Killua had come to terms with that notion relatively quickly, but Leorio, on the other hand, was refusing to accept things as it was. It made Kurapika's temples throb, and as much as he cared for his friend, Leorio had already begun to wear down his nerves.
Kurapika didn't know how much more of this conflict he could take.
It seemed that regardless of his statement, Leorio continued to harbor a look of exasperation. The wiry man pushed the glasses he wore up along his nose irritably. "That may be so," he began, the tone of his voice coarse and harsh, "but it doesn't mean that you can't ask us! I mean, come on Kurapika! We aren't that weak, and it's not like any of us would refuse." Leorio paused as he drew in a breath, and Kurapika thought his friend was ready to cease his rebuttal when he immediately continued. "Also, wouldn't it be better for your friends to help you instead of some lowly criminal?"
Hearing the last line caused Kurapika to nearly lose his patience, and it took every ounce of forbearance he could muster to keep that from happening. Instead, Kurapika steadied himself, and again, the sensation of Chrollo squeezing his shoulder offered the reassurance he needed.
"I won't deny that what you say is mostly true, but the fact of the matter remains the same. This is something I have to do myself as it's part of my own retribution." Kurapika stated factually, his tone neutral. "Chrollo is helping me for practically the same reasons. Still, I think it's time I say it as this contention between us has gone on long enough." The Kurta fell quiet as his eyes met his lovers and only proceeded at Chrollo's nod. "Nothing is going to change Leorio. I love Chrollo, and the sooner you accept that, the better."
An awkward silence descended around them, and while it appeared Leorio was processing what was said to him, the man still didn't seem like he was willing to acknowledge the outcome. His face only grew a deeper shade of red as he became more vexed than before. "You really expect me to just accept that?" Leorio uttered, his hands balling into fists within his pockets. He was well aware of how his actions were affecting everyone else, but he simply couldn't believe what Kurapika was saying. It was absolute blasphemy!
Just as he was about to continue his argument, a short figure stood up between him and the others. Determined amber eyes locked with his intently. "Please, let's not fight." Gon pleaded though the gravity of his tone was anything but. "I understand Kurapika has his reasons, and it's something that I accept. You can't make him change Leorio. He's our friend, and we should be there for him regardless of his choices. You can't let your personal feelings get in the way," Gon paused, and although he could tell Leorio wanted to contest his statement, the boy kept going to prevent him from doing so. "Besides, Kurapika has been happier since Chrollo became his boyfriend and we should at least be grateful for that."
Leorio frowned and again, he pushed his glasses up out of annoyance. He didn't want to admit that Gon was right and that he was only acting selfish, but seeing Kurapika with Chrollo made him more than jealous. He was downright envious.
He hated how everything turned out and that the one person he came to care for was in love with someone else. There were times where Leorio just wished he could fade away.
Letting go was hard.
"Gon is right you know," Killua interjected, and Leorio instantly turned to face him. The boy tilted his head slightly as his silver eyes focused on him intently. "It seems you are just jealous of Chrollo."
Killua's accusation made Leorio utterly flabbergasted and inadvertently, all attention was directed at him. The weight of their stares caused him to cringe, and he cleared his throat as a result. "Alright alright, I get it. Though I'll admit, it bothers me that Kurapika has been running around with him," and he pointed right at Chrollo, "as I still don't entirely trust the man, but I won't deny that Kurapika has appeared more upbeat then I've seen him in a long time."
Admitting that Kurapika was even remotely happy because of that man was almost impossible for him to do. It was a painful revelation, and all Leorio could do was sigh in defeat.
Chrollo noticed this, and he couldn't help but smile because of it.
Out of the corner of his eye, he could also tell that Kurapika's shoulders had slackened in relief. "Don't worry, everything will work out. You'll see," Chrollo whispered in his lover's ear, and Kurapika nodded.
Both Gon and Killua appeared relieved as well, though both the boys didn't allow their gazes to waver despite Leorio's brass affirmation. "Good. About time you just accepted it, old man," Killua retorted and then let a grin slither across his face. "There isn't much you can do about it anyway."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. No need to keep reminding me," Leorio groused then let his attention fall back on Chrollo. "You just better take care of Kurapika," he huffed then jabbed his finger against Chrollo's chest, "or I will take pleasure in kicking your ass, got that?!"
So importune. The very notion made Chrollo smile, although it was more of a smirk than anything else. He definitely planned on taking care of Kurapika; he loved the young blond man after all, but with how stringent and imperious the wannabe doctor was acting made Chrollo feel gratified.
"Of course I will," he commented and wrapped an arm around his lover's slender waist, "Kurapika is my partner after all."
Again he let his possessiveness show, and it was clear the gesture only instigated Leorio further. The man grumbled and shoved his hands into the pockets of his blazer but said nothing more.
Then Chrollo felt a fist contact his arm and he turned to see an angry Kurta staring at him. "Damnit Chrollo, do you always have to be insistent?" Kurapika questioned, his voice gruff.
It didn't take long for Chrollo's expression to turn somber, but he drew Kurapika closer to him and leaned down to kiss the blond's crop of hair. "I only want to protect you. Not just because you're mine, but also because you're important to me."
Crimson flushed instantly along his cheeks, and Kurapika turned his head to conceal the reservation he felt. Admittedly there was a lot of truth to Chrollo's words and knowing just how significant he was to the older man made Kurapika glad.
Though he could feel eyes on his back and aside from Chrollo watching him, there was also the weight of his friends stares as well. "I know you do, and it's something that I appreciate, but you don't have to ever worry about me as I would never leave you." He whispered then smiled. Then someone coughed and Kurapika carefully - but reluctantly - pulled from his lover's grasp.
Chrollo let him go and nodded in understanding. Not only was the situation on how they felt for each other a private affair, but in the grand scheme of things, there were other matters of importance. Gon and Killua were carefully observing them while Leorio muttered to himself and albeit the circumstance being awkward, Chrollo knew they were only delaying their primary objective.
If he and Kurapika lingered any longer, they might not manage to reach their next destination and retrieve the eyes.
"It's probably best we get going," Chrollo began and then took hold of his luggage. "The drive to Cysteria will take several hours, and the merchant with the eyes is expecting us before the week is out."
The boys exchanged glances with each other before looking back at them, and Kurapika nodded to confirm Chrollo's statement. He wasn't keen on separating from his friends again so soon, but he needed to find the eyes. It was a promise Kurapika made so long ago, and his clan deserved that much. "He's right and delaying any further could invoke drastic consequences. I can't afford to miss this chance," Kurapika paused then let a soft smile grace his lips. "I promise to call once we arrive in Cysteria."
They all hugged after that, and the warmth of his friends' camaraderie soothed any worries Kurapika had. Even Leorio joined them in spite of his prior reservations.
Once they said their goodbyes and Leorio enforced that Kurapika had better call them, he and Chrollo exited the hotel and made their way towards the parking lot.
It was after a few minutes that Chrollo spoke up. "You care about your friends a lot." He smiled fondly.
Kurapika glanced at him, one eyebrow raised. "I do. Why is it that you seem surprised?"
There was an intermission before Chrollo responded, his eyes cast forward. "I am not. It's just something that I've noticed and is another quality I love about you." He then turned to face the younger man. "I see so much of myself in you as I know you do with me. Setting aside circumstances, we are very similar. To see just how compassionate and caring you are towards others makes me value you all the more," Chrollo reached over to cup Kurapika's cheek, his thumb stroking over the soft skin. "And not just that, but it also reminds me of what I should have been and how much you changed in me."
It was something Kurapika hadn't expected, but such a confession made him silently grateful to hear. Perhaps he didn't openly admit just how akin he and Chrollo were, but to know how influential he was on the older man - for better or worse - left the Kurta feeling hopeful.
He leaned into the touch, the warmth so inviting. "I never thought you would admit to something like that but," Kurapika whispered, and his gaze locked with Chrollo's, "but I am glad you did. Just like when you admitted to having regret for causing me pain because of what happened to my clan." Again he paused and searched his lover's eyes, the look behind them was philanthropic. "It also reminds me of how truly human you are."
How Kurapika never ceased to amaze him was another thing Chrollo didn't think he would ever find the answer to, but the response only caused him to smile even more. "Now you see why you're precious to me, babe?" Chrollo questioned, but he already knew the answer. Kurapika had proven that time and again. "Because of that, I will do whatever it takes to see that you never suffer again. You will always have my word."
Not once had Chrollo felt so compelled. Had it been anyone different, perhaps his circumstances would have been different. But this was Kurapika, and the younger man had such a persuasive nature that he couldn't help himself. Kurapika just had that effect on him.
Gently, he swept the hair away from Kurapika's beautiful blue eyes, and they seemed even more angelic than before. Chrollo couldn't believe just how stunning the younger man was.
"And I have not stopped believing you," Kurapika said suddenly, and it made him even more grateful. His lover was definitely something special.
"I don't doubt that," Chrollo added and pulled his hand away after tucking a few strands of Kurapika's golden locks behind his ear, "as I have shown you I can keep the promises I make. One thing I never plan to do is lead you astray." He finalized then turned to start walking again.
How did he ever manage to get so lucky?
"I know you have my love," Kurapika responded, and Chrollo abruptly stopped, this time surprise laced his usually cacographic features, "and it's one reason why I want to be with you." He emphasized strongly, although his voice remained tender. This time, it was Kurapika who smiled.
Again, Chrollo was reminded of just how fortunate he was. Maybe he didn't wholly believe in God and divinity, but he indeed was blessed. Kurapika was everything and more.
Kurapika's words were a true testament to that.
"And I am pleased that you are." He grinned and glanced over his shoulder. "I would have never given up until I proved to you that I was someone worth having in your life. I may be a thief, but the greatest thing I have ever stolen was your heart."
Falling silent, Chrollo continued walking, an even bigger grin on his face than before. Especially after hearing his lover's usage of the pet name.
The statement, however, left Kurapika in surprise. He knew Chrollo tended to be smug and over flattering, but for once, he heard nothing but honesty in the older man's voice. It was one of those times where Kurapika felt that Chrollo was nothing but genuine.
"Which I'm glad you did," Kurapika confessed, but Chrollo was too far out of earshot to hear.
Seconds later, he continued trailing after his lover, and before long, they were standing in front of a modest-looking car that Kurapika instantly surmised was stolen. He eyed Chrollo suspiciously.
It seemed the older man knew this as his lips upturned even more. "You don't have to ask, beautiful. It is, indeed, stolen."
The answer was one Kurapika already expected, but hearing it made the blond shake his head. Chrollo was impossible, and yet, it didn't stop him from loving the blockhead of a man. Kurapika treasured Chrollo just as much as Chrollo treasured him.
No matter what, they were stuck with each other and Kurapika wouldn't have it any other way.
Nothing else was said, and Chrollo proceeded to load their luggage into the trunk, making sure that nothing was left behind. Afterward, he slid into the driver's side once Kurapika had settled into the passenger's seat and soon, they were leaving the hotel parking lot and heading down the highway towards Cysteria, both of them lost within their own thoughts.
The drive was long, and Kurapika had long since grown bored of watching the same scenery from his window and decided to pass the time with his nose buried in the old tome again. As before, he had become immersed within the stories of a fantastical and marvelous civilization that he still couldn't believe was said to have once existed.
It had been some time before he was able to delve such stories and Kurapika had begun to miss them, each description, tale, or mention of people or beasts had always grasped his attention. Kurapika enjoyed every one of them, and it never ceased to amaze him with just how easily it drew him in. Such literature, whether or not it was fact or fiction was something he invariably had an interest in.
As he thumbed through the worn pages, Kurapika relished in the feel of it and the weight of the book on his lap. He read through stories about towering creatures known as Ogier who were grand masons said to have built massive, intricate structures and cities all around the world, and others about a sect of dark Aes Sedai called the Black Ajah that followed the Dark one. He even read about a cursed city named Shadar Logoth that apparently would turn anyone mad should they remain within its walls for too long.
Even mentions of a giant bat-like creature whose sound could hypnotize people before killing them with a deadly kiss had thoroughly fascinated Kurapika.
What sparked his intrigue more than anything were several passages about a silver collar connected by a chain to a bracelet that appeared throughout the tome's pages. It wasn't the first time Kurapika had come across descriptions of it, and each time he did, it always reminded him of something very similar he remembered seeing once before in the past.
However, the more he thought about it, Kurapika recalled other instances of items he saw during his travels that were nearly identical to ones mentioned in the book. The occurrences happened far too often to be considered merely coincidental.
In the back of his mind, all the evidence was successful in keeping him convinced that everything written inside the book was nothing but infallible.
Since he and Chrollo had resumed their search for the Scarlet Eyes, Kurapika decided this time, he would make it a point to search for anything that may be considered artifacts from that particular point or age. Perhaps other people may have obtained these relics as well.
Even after making the resolution, Kurapika resumed absorbing the material within the tome until his eyes eventually became too heavy to remain open. Although Chrollo had remained silent while he read, Kurapika had been more than aware of the occasional glances the older man had cast his way. Even then, it didn't stop him from closing his eyes even after setting the book aside.
He slipped under quickly, and the last thing on Kurapika's mind was the fantastic legends he read of a place and time that were long gone.
The sensation of something gently nudging his shoulder had brought Kurapika awake, and after blinking, he turned to see Chrollo looking directly at him.
"We're here." His lover uttered softly, and Kurapika had to stifle a yawn.
Several moments passed before he was able to get his bearings as reality caught up with him. "So soon? I didn't think we would arrive for another few hours," Kurapika responded before opening the car door and slipping from the seat. God he seriously needed to stretch. His legs felt so damn stiff.
Chrollo followed suit and stepped out of the car. He closed the door immediately after that. "Actually, it's been just a little over six hours, babe. You slept for most of that after you stopped reading."
He walked towards the trunk just as Chrollo had done so, but despite the fact, Kurapika realized it had actually gotten dark out, the statement causing him to look at his lover in surprise. "Don't tell me I actually slept that long?" He inquired, though doubt still accented his voice.
"Almost," Chrollo hummed as he began removing their luggage from the trunk of the car to sit them on the ground between them. "Closer to five hours to be more accurate."
Kurapika watched as Chrollo pulled everything out before taking hold of his suitcase. The air was warm thankfully and the night peaceful. He turned briefly towards the hotel his lover had chosen and was grateful that at least, the place didn't seem overly luxurious.
"It's hard to believe," Kurapika muttered then turned back to face the older man at the sound of the trunk clicking, "that I was out for such a long time."
After pulling the key from the slot, Chrollo tucked them carefully into the pocket of his coat. The fur lining the neck part brushed over his cheek as the wind swept through it. "Perhaps," he muttered, "but you were obviously tired. We both have been through a lot over the last few weeks. It's going to take some time before you recover fully."
He watched Chrollo speculatively. "Will I?"
Chrollo grinned, then slid an arm around Kurapika. "You just need time, love. I suggest you get some adequate rest tonight." He insisted and tightened his hold for emphasis.
"I hope you're right," Kurapika responded then leaned into his lover's embrace. The warmth of Chrollo's body was always soothing to him. "Truthfully, I don't think I've ever been through so much since the time when -." He stopped abruptly, and Kurapika could feel Chrollo watching him curiously. Swallowing thickly, he cast the thought aside. Letting memories from his past resurface was the worst thing he could do.
"Don't worry, angel. It will gradually get better." Guiding Kurapika, he strode towards the front door of the hotel, the weight of the younger man against him only a reminder of how real everything was. "In any case, perhaps we should get dinner after checking in. I think a good meal will help aside getting proper rest."
The sound of food piqued Kurapika's attention, and the young blond nodded. "Sounds good. I couldn't agree more."
Without another word, he followed Chrollo inside the moderately upscale hotel. After crossing the vast, yet, subtle lobby, they approached the reception counter where thankfully, the employee running the computers was a man. Kurapika knew if a woman had sat behind the oaken desk, Chrollo surely would have done something to purposely alienate him just for the sheer hell of it.
"Greetings." The employee said and looked up to face them. "What can I help you with today?"
As predicted, Chrollo put on his most charming smile and focused on the middle-aged man across from him. "Ah, yes. My partner and I would like a room for the next two days."
Chrollo's smooth and classy voice made Kurapika roll his eyes, but the blond refrained from commenting about his overly lofty display. Kurapika was aware that his lover was known for laying on his facades quite thick.
"So just one bed for you and your lovely girlfriend then?" The man questioned and practically beamed at them.
Kurapika nearly turned into a thunderhead at the mention of girlfriend, and the damnable smug grin Chrollo housed as a result only incited his vexation further. Every time he was mistaken for a woman, it made Kurapika seethe.
He half expected Chrollo to milk the situation for all it was worth as it seemed to be one of his lover's favorite pastimes. Kurapika glared at him while waiting to see if that was precisely what he intended to do.
Gods how he despised effeminate appearance.
"Yes. Only one bed will be necessary," Chrollo responded in his usual suave tone as he watched Kurapika out from the corner of his eye. The thought crossed his mind to toy with his lover just to see his adorable reaction at being misgendered, but he did understand how worn down the younger man was, so he resisted. "However, my companion is actually a man and my boyfriend."
A look of complete bewilderment crossed the employee's features and was immediately apologetic. "Oh dear, please forgive me for the mixup." He spluttered. Especially when he noticed Kurapika's slightly annoyed expression. "I honestly didn't know."
Chrollo waved a hand dismissively although he found it amusing the man seemed genuinely upset at his mistake. The fact it even caused Kurapika to flush made it more entertaining.
"It's quite alright. The mistake is common, unfortunately." He furthered while watching Kurapika intently. Pushing his boundaries was one thing Chrollo enjoyed doing, though he didn't plan on taking it too far.
"Common mistake?" Kurapika hissed through his teeth, and it took everything for him to contain his indignation. "You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"
The grin on Chrollo's lips seemed to broaden although he tried to keep his appearance as innocent as possible. "And why would you say that? I am only trying to correct this poor gentleman's mistake, babe."
As innocuous his response may have seemed, Kurapika didn't believe for a minute that Chrollo wasn't trying to agitate him. He narrowed his eyes dangerously at the older man. "While that may be so, I think we have occupied enough of this gentleman's time. Let's just get our room key so we can go." Kurapika further intently.
During their exchange, the hotel employee looked rattled by what he saw, but upon hearing Kurapika's statement about receiving the keys to the room they requested, the man quickly retrieved the necessary cards and handed them over.
Nervously, he wrung his hands before speaking. " There you go, my fine sirs." And tried to smile the best he could despite everything that occurred moments before.
Chrollo reached over and graciously took the key cards into his hand before bowing his head. "Thank you." He said formally before turning away to head towards the area where the elevators were. The moment he turned, Chrollo was able to feel the weight of Kurapika's eyes on his back. Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed his lover standing still while looking incensed. "You coming love?" He questioned before resuming his stride from the reception area.
Huffing, Kurapika said nothing as he caught up to Chrollo. Neither of them spoke until they reached the room assigned to them, and even then, Kurapika remained sullen until the door closed and Chrollo was positioned in front of him.
"Oh come on Kura." He began, the tone of his voice now filled with saccharin. "You know I wasn't entirely serious back there."
With as much as he wanted to believe Chrollo, it was hard after their earlier exchange, but Kurapika averted his eyes rather than look at the conceited smirk on the older man's face.
"Why should I?" Kurapika inquired, his body going rigid as he was pressed back against the wall. "Sometimes I think you do it just because you can."
Clever. As always, Kurapika was astute. It didn't take Chrollo by surprise. His lover knew him so well. Seeing him so worked up over something so simple made Kurapika not only cute but precious as well. The pout which sat on those pretty pink lips made him look so inviting.
Gently, he clutched Kurapika's chin between his fingers and drew the younger man's face towards him. "Perhaps I do," Chrollo hummed, then leaned in close, "yet, it's always meant to be harmless. Maybe I like seeing you sulk, but I would never intentionally hurt you."
Before Kurapika could say anything, he dipped all the way down and took the younger man's lips gently with his own. There was consternation in Kurapika's eyes, but it soon bled into acceptance and Chrollo was pleased when he melded into it and kissed back. He licked slowly along the seam of those plush lips, the taste of Kurapika filling his mind, and when his lover parted them, Chrollo wasted no time slipping it into his mouth. Soon, their tongues were dancing and curling around one another.
He pressed more against Kurapika, and the feel of that lithe body flush against his own had managed to draw out a low groan from the depths of his chest. Chrollo was still amazed by how much influence and control Kurapika had over him, but the more it happened, the more he enjoyed it. Kurapika was the only one who had ever bested him and to see just how persuasive and compelling the younger man was excited him.
There was a lot of potential for making things interesting, and his lover was very adept. It made Chrollo wish to see just how far it could really go.
Both of them lingered there for a short time longer, and he took the opportunity to let his hands roam over the plains and curves of Kurapika's succulent body. Though, when Kurapika did the exact same thing, Chrollo was surprised. The way those slender hands touched him, explored him, and caressed him over the fabric of his top as they slid beneath his coat made Chrollo tremble visibly. Kurapika really was something special.
Unfortunately, the need for air came, and they broke apart. The flush which appeared on Kurapika's cheeks made him look so striking and beautiful. Even the way his deep blue eyes looked as they were hinted by bliss and desire added to his unique beauty.
At least it appeared his lover had calmed down and once Chrollo managed to catch his breath, he smiled. "Feel better now?"
Kurapika stood there watching him while searching those alluring depths of stormy grey before he found the energy to form a proper sentence. Chrollo had managed to once again leave him breathless, and he nearly forgot about why he was angry with the older man in the first place.
He slid his hands along the surface of Chrollo's muscular chest again and smiled back. "Yes," Kurapika whispered and leaned in close once the tips of his fingers reached the back of his lover's neck. "Luckily for you. Let's just say I can't deny how placating your kisses are."
With that, Kurapika abruptly pulled away and slunk further into the room before depositing his luggage off in the corner. Traveling would have been more convenient if they could have stored their luggage inside of Fun Fun cloth, but he agreed with Chrollo that it would have looked odd for them to be checking into hotels without suitcases in tow. He expelled a sigh.
At least the room they were given was warmer than where they were prior. Kurapika was silently grateful for that.
Seconds later, Chrollo decided to followed suit and set his luggage down in the spot before focusing his attention on Kurapika once again. "So, would you like dinner now?" He questioned. "We can just have the food delivered to the room if you are too tired to go out."
There was a pause as Kurapika considered Chrollo's words, then he nodded in averment. "I think I would like that. Having a meal here with just the two of us sounds rather appealing."
"Alright then," Chrollo responded then went to call room service. "How about something simple?"
With another nod, Kurapika went to sit on the side of the bed and kicked off his shoes. There was an ache in his feet, and he couldn't think of the last time they hurt so bad since he wore those infernal heels back in Bathas. "Just remember, nothing overly spicy or sweet," Kurapika added sternly as he didn't put it past Chrollo to try something else ridiculous to spite him.
It was something that Chrollo didn't miss, and although it made him smirk slightly, he called in their orders without trying anything funny. "Don't worry, beautiful, I won't." Once he was done, Chrollo hung up the phone and went to sit beside Kurapika. He hooked an arm around the younger man's slender waist. "After dinner, we can both shower and go to sleep. There is much to do tomorrow, and we will need time to prepare."
Kurapika leaned into the embrace as his head came to rest on Chrollo's shoulder. "It's probably for the best. I want to meet this Corthoes as soon as possible." He began while slowly drawing invisible patterns along Chrollo's clothed leg. The sensation of his lover's body soothed his growing tension. "I don't want to miss our chance to obtain the pair of eyes he has."
The soft, yet determined words Kurapika spoke caused Chrollo to tighten his hold as he drew the Kurta flush against his side. "I promise you that we won't." He hummed and leaned over to kiss the top of Kurapika's head.
A short time later, there was a knock at the door, and Chrollo pulled away from Kurapika to answer it. He gave the hotel staff who brought their meals a gracious tip then pulled the cart inside.
Carefully, he inspected their food to ensure it was correct, but also to make sure nothing was tampered with, then expeditiously set up the plates. Afterward, both he and Kurapika sat down to eat. They both spent the time engaged in light-hearted conversation with occasionally discussing their plans for retrieving the Scarlet Eyes, and when they finished, Chrollo volunteered to clean up while Kurapika showered. Once his lover finished and had returned to the main room - albeit wearing only a towel which Chrollo didn't complain about, he proceeded to shower himself.
Eventually, he ended up in the bed with Kurapika snuggled up against his side. He tenderly held the younger man against him as the extent of their bare bodies contacting one another made Chrollo feel not only pleased but content.
For the longest, he laid there listening to Kurapika breathe, the cute sounds his lover made in his sleep brought a smile to his face. Even the rhythmic beating of Kurapika's heart as it seemed to beat in time to his own made Chrollo grateful for just how lucky he was.
Using the tips of his fingers, he brushed aside what few strands of golden locks had managed to fall over Kurapika's face, and he stared at his lover's peaceful, angelic countenance before placing a kiss to the corner of those soft, pink lips. "Sleep well, babe." He whispered, though he knew Kurapika was unable to hear him. "I love you," Chrollo smiled as the last words left his lips. It was something he enjoyed hearing himself say, even though it seemed like they never said it enough.
Satisfied with the profession, he settled fully against the bed and carefully pulled the sheets up, so they were both fully covered. After that, Chrollo closed his eyes.
Even as he began to drift, and his thoughts lingered on just how crazy his life had been since meeting Kurapika, Chrollo knew one thing was certain; there wasn't anything he would have changed.
He truly had it all.
After Thoughts: Hopefully, everyone is interested in seeing where Kurapika and Chrollo's searches now take them and how they handle each one. Since dealing with the vile and heartless beasts, things will slowly begin to take a turn in Kurapika's views and mentality - especially since he is still attempting to integrate into the Genei Ryodan. A lot is going on for sure, and much that will be touched on along the way.
I have to say, as much as I enjoyed the chapters depicting my OC creatures and their purpose, it's also nice to be back to writing ones focusing on the Scarlet Eyes. It's also fun to write how they react to each other while on these missions and how Chrollo sees their relationship. Things are definitely building up to something more climatic later on, which is another thing to look forward to. ;)