A/N: Hello everyone! I have returned with another update. Initially, I had intended for this chapter to be released on the last day of November, but unfortunately, I've been dealing with a sinus infection that bled into bronchitis, and it's been a struggle with the lingering cough that came from it. Managing to sit and write, then proof has been difficult, so completing this chapter took a little longer than I anticipated. Yet, as they say, better late than never, right?
That aside, this installment focuses on more Kurapika/Spider interaction, this time, with selected members aiding them in retrieving the current pair of Scarlet Eyes they've tracked down, so it should make for some interesting moments.
And as always, a big thank you to SweetsDreamer for her continued beta work. ❤️❤️
Summary: After discussing their plan for the raid on the bank in Dalry, the duo meets up with a few members of the Genei Ryodan, who make things rather interesting as they proceed forth with their anticipated heist.
There was an undeniable quiet within the room as Chrollo rose the mug he was holding to his lips. Without hesitation, he took a few draws from its contents before placing it back on the table. It seemed as if an eternity had passed since he and Kurapika had sat down to eat breakfast, his lover appearing a little more somber than usual, but nothing in his movements indicated that he was distressed or upset in any way.
Yet, Kurapika staying silent for so long is what Chrollo found strikingly odd, but he didn't attempt to break the silence between them. That was until curiosity got the better of him.
"So, I've been thinking about how we should handle this situation regarding Lucas," Chrollo began after looking up from the plate in front of him, "and truthfully, after going over each possible result, I have concluded there is one option which seems to be the best recourse."
He carefully gauged Kurapika's reaction once he finished speaking, and Chrollo wasn't entirely surprised when his lover's attention immediately shifted from his meal to focus those blue eyes on him.
"Oh?" Kurapika questioned, a look of interest crossing his perfect visage. "What exactly do you have in mind?" He furthered before taking a sip from his mug. The coffee tasted much better this time than the bland concoction his lover had produced on their way to Dalry.
Chrollo let a faint grin cross over his lips, but he kept it subtle enough as to not make Kurapika think it was mocking him. His lover had a way of misinterpreting things. "Yes. I stayed up rather late last night to mull it over, and I believe this option will make the situation easier to deal with. Not that I think you're going to like the idea, but it will lessen the chances of having an outcome like last time."
Crimson instantly bloomed over Kurapika's cheeks as the heat rose along his skin, and the blond attempted to conceal it by abruptly turning away. The memory of what occurred with Corthoes had resurfaced not only his anger but the embarrassment within him as well. It still disconcerted Kurapika.
"Don't remind me," Kurapika groaned and buried his face into his cup as an attempt to distract himself. "What do you have in mind, though?" He finally asked once he was able to recollect himself. Thank Gods for the caffeine he was consuming as Kurapika really needed it to contend with the constant bullshit he got stuck dealing with.
Not that he blamed Chrollo in any way as his lover never incited his rash and contumelious behavior, but Kurapika still hated the fact of just how barbarous he acted.
Regardless of his line of thinking and whether or not it was necessary, there was no changing the fact that he went to awful extremes just to retrieve the eyes.
In the back of his mind, Kurapika was convinced there were better ways of handling difficult situations like that.
"You have to do what you must, even if that means toeing the line." A voice whispered suddenly, and he was nearly startled by it.
"Well," Chrollo responded slowly, fully aware that Kurapika wasn't entirely happy about the mention of what happened with Corthoes, "as you know, the original plan was to try and barter with Lucas for the eyes, but each conclusion only seemed to end negatively." He paused for a moment and picked up his mug again. Chrollo could feel Kurapika's weighted stare as he took another pull from his coffee. He knew his lover wasn't going to be thrilled with his proposal. "To avoid dealing with any unnecessary trouble and to minimize risk, I feel it's best we just steal the eyes."
The sound of spluttering caught his attention, and just as predicted, Kurapika was practically aghast. "You cannot be serious?" He blurted out and nearly leaned fully over the table. "Don't you think that will generate more problems than not?"
His lover wasn't entirely wrong that just peculating the eyes would foment its own set of issues, but in the long run, the number of repercussions ensued would be the least.
Taking the best possible route with the most likely chances for success was usually the better way to go.
Hopefully, Kurapika would see it the same way he did.
"Naturally, it will instigate some form of a ruckus, but not until after we are long gone, and with the help of the others, the risks should be significantly reduced."
It was a gamble, and Chrollo had already weighed the pros to the cons, but after much deliberation, there seemed to be no better options. When it came down to the Scarlet Eyes, though, what needed to be done, needed to be done and in any way to keep the consequences to a bare minimum.
Understanding that was an aspect he needed Kurapika to realize.
"I don't like it," Kurapika voiced, and his eyes lowered to the plate of food in front of him, "but I see your point." He acquiesced before taking another bite, yet, there was no masking the bile he tasted. Coming to accept the notion of stealing was something he stood in conflict with, but the further towards his goal that he progressed, the less it seemed he was able to avoid it. A sigh exited his lips. Kurapika just prayed he wouldn't regret his decision. "If you feel that it will incur the least amount of problems for us, then I will agree to it."
Hearing Kurapika's shocking revelation had caught Chrollo entirely unawares, and it took him several moments to collect himself. Once he did, however, a grin snaked its way over his face. Perhaps Kurapika was beginning to learn there was just no way of avoiding the inevitable.
If he wished to remain as part of the Genei Ryodan, letting go of his moral convictions was one thing that needed to be done.
"I already expected that to be your answer," Chrollo supplied while trying to keep from sounding too arrogant, "and truthfully, I did expect you to actually put up a fight, so it surprises me you were inclined to accept. However, I won't refute the fact that I understand it makes you uneasy." Again, he took another sip of his coffee before deciding to actually eat more of his food. Letting a good meal go to waste was something Chrollo wasn't about to do. "Just know I won't force you into doing it."
Chrollo already knew of Kurapika's struggles with acceptance, and he didn't want to make his lover feel any more apprehensive. The blond was already starting to come around - even if slowly - and was making progress.
Though he was fairly confident that Kurapika would come to terms with it eventually as his lover was well aware of what life in the Genei Ryodan meant before joining. Kurapika would make the necessary changes in his own time, which Chrollo never felt opposition to.
Keeping the trust between them was vital, and to do that, he had to let Kurapika do things on his own terms. He saw the younger man as not only his lover but also his equal. If Chrollo had any fear, losing Kurapika was the only one.
What they shared together was something he strived to preserve.
"I am well aware that you wouldn't," Kurapika responded softly, "as I trust you enough to know this, but I have to say that I didn't think I would either." There was a pause as Kurapika poked at his food before setting the fork down with a clink. He wanted to eat, but his stomach was slightly knotted, and that made it difficult. Kurapika breathed out slowly to calm himself. "In fact, I really didn't plan on agreeing to it initially but," this time his eyes rose and met Chrollo's own, "as you said, it's an unavoidable factor. If this really is the only way to recoup the eyes with minimal effect, then I see no reason why we shouldn't proceed with your plan."
It was still hard to believe that he would come to such a conclusion, but getting the Scarlet Eyes was an absolute must. One thing Chrollo wasn't wrong on was the fact that stealing was a way of life for him.
Truthfully, Kurapika was no stranger to the aspect, and turning his back now was not only pointless but futile. Chrollo was at least allowing him to adjust at his own pace and knowing that made it easier on him. To Kurapika, it also showed him that Chrollo valued him as a person and not as an object. It only enhanced just how deep his love ran for the man while strengthening the bond between them.
Kurapika could see himself spending the rest of his life with Chrollo.
The response his lover gave made him even more surprised, and Chrollo couldn't believe just how willful Kurapika was. It left him grateful that his lover still trusted him. At least it was going to make things less complicated for them. "Alright," Chrollo began and leaned back in his chair. "I can assume that you are certain about your decision, then?" This time, he watched Kurapika critically, searching for confirmation to his suspicions. If Kurapika meant what he said, Chrollo hoped there would be no sudden change of heart during a moment of difficulty.
"I am certain," Kurapika affirmed and fully stifled the bitterness he felt. Again, he breathed before exhaling and finally releasing all his apprehension. Once he did, the younger man found just how simpler everything became. "Also, I am ready to proceed without hesitation. We already have caused enough of a stir with our previous missions, and if this lessens the prospect of more people coming after us, then I say let's do it. I have to get used to operations like this anyway."
Absolutely incredible. Chrollo never expected to hear those exact words from Kurapika's lips, but as always, his lover continued to amaze him. It was just another part of Kurapika that he absolutely loved.
There was no stopping the grin that formed on his lips. "Great," Chrollo uttered and proceeded to finish the remainder of his coffee. "It pleases me to know that you are at least confident with your choice." He added and placed the mug back down before deciding to do the same with the last bits of his food. "We don't need a lapse in plans that could potentially jeopardize the mission in any way, but it's also good to know that you understand the nature of our position. This is just one aspect of what you will face as you live life in the Genei Ryodan."
He pushed the plate away after finishing and then proceeded to pull out his cell phone. Once the screen lit up, Chrollo typed up a brief message before slipping it back into the pocket of his pants.
The brief interlude gave Kurapika time to digest what he said, and Chrollo's eyes found his lover's own again. He couldn't get over just how striking and captivating those blue pools were. Chrollo enjoyed them just as much as Kurapika's scarlet ones, and it was something he could never seem to get enough of.
Both of them watched each other for a time before Kurapika decided to look away. He gently pushed his own plate aside and downed what was left of the coffee in his cup. Processing everything his lover said took time, but there really was no disputing what he said. Maybe he had a hard time understanding that, but it was a reality that he had to face.
If he was going to continue on with Chrollo in his life and remain a part of the Genei Ryodan, then he could not dispute what needed to be done.
Finding a way to adapt was something he had to learn to do.
"I am well aware," Kurapika responded, and his attention fell back to his empty cup. Moving forward wasn't going to be easy, and there would be many trials ahead, but Kurapika knew that to overcome them, he would need to have faith in himself. "You don't have to worry as I plan to follow through to the very last detail. There will be no faltering in my constitution."
Proving his worth and versatility was an aspect that he had vowed to do the moment he had chosen to accept Chrollo as his lover, and the obligation to see it through came with his decision to become a Spider. Following his own example was another factor he intended to do as Kurapika had no intention of backing out now. He was quite happy and content with Chrollo and didn't want to ever let go of that.
He was vaguely aware of his lover moving to stand before him, nor of the fingers that dusted over his neck, but Kurapika gasped quietly when Chrollo let them trail up and over the side of his jaw. The sensation caused a shiver to race along his spine, and Kurapika nearly forgot all his troubles in the span of a single moment.
Even Chrollo was intent on soothing his itinerant lover, the fact that Kurapika was still conflicted with himself invoked that protective side of him. Chrollo hated seeing the younger man struggle just as much as it tore at him to see Kurapika in any pain.
Seeing his lover react to his placating touches brought an eventual grin to his face. "I am glad to hear that," Chrollo conferred, the tug to his lips growing even more, and he slowly drew his fingertips along Kurapika's ear. "Let's try to keep that kind of mentality for each subsequent mission from here on out."
There was no stopping the purr that rumbled in the back of his throat, or the way his body trembled from the sensuous feeling Chrollo's touch produced and Kurapika leaned into it automatically. "Still easier said than done," Kurapika reminded, as he hadn't forgotten Chrollo's urgency regarding his decorum potentially clashing with the Genei Ryodan's ideology, "but I can promise you that I won't cease any attempts to learn." The blond affirmed.
It was strange to him, even alien to think he would commit to such a thing, but there was an unmistakable pull that Kurapika felt the longer he was around Chrollo. Each time they recollected another pair of Scarlet Eyes, it only furthered that sensation. In the beginning, the mere thought of doing anything remotely criminal would have left him appalled and renitent, but now there was this strange attraction, and Kurapika felt like he had been magnetized.
The force was subtle, barely noticeable, but its presence was there, even if it appeared the same as his Nen. Kurapika's life energy thrummed within him, and through his every vein, but this other force was just as strong as his aura.
More than likely, Chrollo's influence on him had something to do with it, but whether or not it was potentially negative was an aspect he didn't care to think about. Just the idea of how far left his mentality had shifted petrified him to a fault, but Kurapika also wanted to progress forward with Chrollo. If that meant subsidence within his own values and moral code, there would be no stopping it.
He eventually needed to learn forgiveness and to let go. Not doing so would only continue to hold him back, and that was something Kurapika didn't want to happen.
Briefly, a stillness had descended around the room, and Kurapika's focus landed on Chrollo's perfect visage.
The reaction caused him to slightly tilt his head at, and although he could see the sincerity in his lover's expression, Chrollo still found it somewhat enthralling that Kurapika would be so compliant. He saw the fire still blazing inside the younger man's sharp blue eyes despite there was a passivity to them.
Slowly, his fingers trailed back down, but along the Kurta's jaw again before sweeping over his cheek and finally coming to rest behind Kurapika's head. His tresses were so soft and never stopped feeling like spun silk. Chrollo was almost reluctant to disrupt the serenity of the moment, yet, some things still needed to be discussed. However, he was proud of his tempestuous lover.
"I have no doubts that you will," Chrollo said, and he began stroking through Kurapika's hair, "since I know how much our relationship means to you." Little by little, he attempted to quell any reservations Kurapika may have had and, instead, give him encouragement to progress on. Chrollo knew that if his lover were to find peace, his past wouldn't be the only thing that he needed to let go of. After a moment, he tugged Kurapika close, his arms going protectively around the younger man. "You have nothing to worry about, angel. I am certain that everything will work out in the long run."
Almost immediately, Kurapika was receptive to Chrollo's actions, and he laid his head against the older man's chest. For some reason, he felt compelled to stay close as Chrollo offered him the warmth and comfort he needed. Kurapaika hummed pleasantly. "I believe you," he spoke just barely above a whisper, and for a moment, he closed his eyes, "Chrollo."
The name slipped off his tongue almost like silk, and Kurapika smiled from just hearing it. How funny it was that he never seemed to say it enough, but when he did, the syllables sounded pleasant to his ears.
Even Chrollo looked taken aback by it as astoundment crossed over his features, but the satisfied smile on those lovely lips said so much more.
"It makes me glad to hear that," Chrollo responded and brought his other hand to stroke over Kurapika's lower back. He had to resist the urge to let it trail over his lover's plump ass since he was feeling a bit frisky, but there was no time to be indulgent in relaxation or other special activities. Chrollo sighed. "So it's settled then, and I think it's best we finalize our plans with our current objective since it is something we need to enact on and soon. But first-." He added then leaned down to press his lips against Kurapika's own as he took the opportunity to relish in one last moment of reprieve before they would end up on the move again.
His skin was so soft and smooth, and Chrollo couldn't resist pushing his tongue inside his lover's mouth. Kurapika's taste was still unique and one that he hadn't forgotten, even if he wanted to commit to memorizing it all over again.
Chrollo had long since developed a penchant for indulging in all Kurapika had to offer. It was just another aspect he enjoyed about the younger man.
Shock laced over Kurapika's features the second it happened, but then quickly dissipated, and he couldn't stop himself from reacting. The warmth of Chrollo's lips over his staunched any resistance there was, and he melded into it almost instantaneously. Just the way it felt, how supple, yet sweet, and even gentle it was had made Kurapika more than willing. He kissed back with equal fervor as Chrollo's tongue made its way into his mouth, and Kurapika wasted no time letting his begin tangling with it. A soft mewl rose from the back of his throat.
They stayed that way for the longest, neither of them bothering to move until it came time to breathe, and they pulled away from each other while panting.
During the exchange, Kurapika was able to tell his eyes had changed to their scarlet state but reverted back instantly.
"Damn ass," he retorted smugly, and his lips turned into an amused grin. "Are you ready now to finalize the plans for our mission?" Kurapika questioned while looking straight up at Chrollo. Heat immediately suffused his skin as it slowly worked up along the base of his neck and cheeks.
The sound of excitement was evident in Kurapika's voice, and he didn't even bother trying to hide the sensation of ecstasy he felt. The remnants of their kiss lingered in the back of his mind, and it only added to the sudden and undeniable pull that seemed to continually draw him in.
Although Chrollo had a way of placating him - which his lover seemed to figure out how to do early on - Kurapika still knew when to focus on what was important. It wasn't to say that he didn't enjoy every moment - intimate or not - with Chrollo, as each day made with his lover made his life easier, but until all the eyes were recollected, he couldn't rest.
Still, Kurapika appreciated even the smallest things, for if it were not for Chrollo, he wasn't sure where he would have ended up.
"Possibly dead, or worse."
The notion was a startling revelation, and Kurapika wasn't sure how anything else could be worse than death, but he surely didn't want to find out.
In truth, he was grateful for Chrollo more than he knew.
"I am," Chrollo emulated slowly, his eyes locked on Kurapika's. Besides the blatant flush to the younger man's cheeks, Kurapika's strange response had raised a curiosity in him. It was easy to tell there was an undertone of enthusiasm in his lover's tone of voice despite the words he spoke. He grinned in satisfaction. "There are only a few remaining details to go over, so do not worry yourself too much."
For some reason, Kurapika seemed more appetent than usual, and Chrollo couldn't help but wonder what incited such a reaction. Such a change was abrupt and oddly strange, for he expected Kurapika to be more relentless with his morals and convictions, yet, on the flip side, he was pleased.
There was no mistaking that his lover was gradually morphing, and had begun to adopt the Genei Ryodan's ethnology.
If Kurapika kept on the current track he was, then he would fall easily in with his Spiders and quickly garner their respect. Once that happened, and his comrades saw just how beneficial and pragmatic Kurapika was to them, surely, then he would be accepted. He was determined to set aside their differences and become a part of them through proof of his unwavering loyalty, which Chrollo admired about Kurapika.
While his lover was working hard to prove himself by changing his very mentality, Chrollo was still working towards rectifying everything between him and Kurapika. Earning his forgiveness was just as important as it was to erase all of his pain.
Chrollo wanted nothing more than to bring some semblance of peace back into Kurapika's life.
"Which are?" He questioned, though the presence of desire and ambition hung on nearly every word, Kurapika tried to retain a facade of seriousness. Perhaps he was looking forward to going on their next mission, but by the same token, he didn't want to get too audacious either.
He breathed in deeply and tried to compose himself, although being close to Chrollo had a way of taking his mind elsewhere.
Kurapika's obstinacy while trying to conceal the more wild side of him brought an amused smile to Chrollo's lips, and he let his thumb trail over Kurapika's plush lips after cupping the younger man's cheek. "Someone is overly eager." He commented then breathed out. "But considering it is best that we just take the eyes, I have a few of my Spiders coming to assist with the break-in. They will be meeting us at the bank's location just after nightfall."
A look of intense scrutiny shone in Kurapika's eyes, and Chrollo paused abruptly. "Are you sure that is wise?" Kurapika questioned, and his tone suddenly became critical. "Which of them have you selected to join us?" He furthered, though Kurapika didn't attempt to mask the uncertainty now present in his voice.
Which Chrollo quickly picked up on. Considering the fragile relationship Kurapika still shared with his Spiders, he wasn't entirely surprised by his lover's hesitation. Just like last time when he had sent Machi and Nobunaga as intermediaries to meet with Corthoes, Kurapika even then had been skeptical.
It would definitely take time to close the gap between Kurapika and the rest of the Genei Ryodan as there would be inevitable friction in the process while he continued trying to prove himself. Chrollo knew until that was achieved, the more involved his Spiders became with the eyes, the more tension Kurapika would experience.
Even then, Kurapika must have known that each time he interacted with them, it was another chance for him to exhibit just how devoted to the Spider he really was.
"I believe it's in our best interest," Chrollo began as he kept a calm demeanor, especially knowing how easy it was to provoke Kurapika, "considering the difficulties of the situation we now face. The aid of my comrades-" and he paused while looking thoughtful before resuming, "our comrades will increase the chances of success. Not only that, getting around the security system for the bank will be essential, which is why I selected Shalnark as one of those who will be accompanying us." Chrollo trailed off, and the look of Kurapika's expression intensified. "The others are Phinks, Feitan, and Machi." He quickly added.
Neither of them said for what felt like an eternity as Kurapika carefully searched his face. Chrollo was able to ascertain that at least, his lover appeared to be satisfied with the answer he gave. Not that he could blame Kurapika. The fact the younger man was merely seeking confirmation on precisely who was joining them with their latest operation was understandable, and Chrollo had no issues with supplying that information.
One thing he valued was trust, and refusing to keep secrets between them was essential. Chrollo knew the foundation of a life-long relationship is honesty, and while they were a couple, they were also comrades, but lying to Kurapika was something he vowed to never do.
He may be a thief and a degenerate, but he wouldn't betray Kurapika. Not again.
Finally, Kurapika's expression softened - even if slightly - and although he crossed his arms as if he was irritated, the young Kurta expelled a breath instead. "At least you didn't select Nobunaga for this." He commented and closed his eyes briefly. "Since that man still harbors animosity towards me, I wouldn't put it past him to jeopardize the mission." Kurapika fell silent while taking a moment to ruminate over their current situation before continuing. "The others, however, are they willing to help or just doing it begrudgingly?"
Again, there was skepticism in his lover's voice, but Chrollo expected it. At least Kurapika was more relaxed knowing that Nobunaga would not be joining them. His lover was more than likely accurate that if the Samurai had accompanied them, there was a high chance he would have threatened their objective, considering just how hot-headed the man was.
Then there was also the hatred Nobunaga felt towards Kurapika. In truth, he would be the hardest to convince out of all the Spiders of Kurapika's fidelity.
"Most of them are willing - eager, really. Regardless of how Phinks or Feitan feel towards you, the prospect of raiding a bank piqued their interest, while Machi wanted to tag along. All of them, however, are interested to see how you handle the situation. It's another way to continue proving yourself, love." Chrollo retracted his hand from Kurapika's cheek and brushed aside the younger man's golden locks. He had to admit, his lover looked better with his hair short, although it was amusing watching how he reacted to getting misgendered. It didn't surprise him that Kurapika wasted no time getting it cut after they arrived in Dalry.
"Alright," Kurapika uttered quietly, and Chrollo was nearly shocked by his admission. Something else he didn't expect was the blond to continue being so congenial. "So long as they don't plan on ruining this operation, then I don't see a problem." He nuzzled into Chrollo's touch, and it made the older man smile. "Also, I won't disagree with you in regards to it being another opportunity to show the Spiders just how serious I am. While I am not looking forward to the potential outcome of them joining us, it is another chance to prove my worth."
Relenting was an aspect that Kurapika didn't ever see himself being so willing to do, particularly with the circumstances they were about to face. Yet, he began to understand what Chrollo had been saying to him.
In no way was his lover misguiding him - Kurapika was well aware of that - but avoiding the end result of his radical decisions was ultimately senseless. He had to realize it was only delaying the inevitable.
Such a notion had brought a grin to Chrollo's countenance, and there was no avoiding just how pleased it made him. He was glad that Kurapika chose not to put up any resistance as it would have only served to complicate matters. It seemed that Kurapika was gradually coming to realize what being a part of the Genei Ryodan truly entailed.
That was one aspect Chrollo worried about regarding Kurapika. But it seems his suspicions were - thankfully - being proven wrong.
"I am glad to hear that," Chrollo emphasized and gently, he pulled his hand away. Then, he leaned down one last time to give Kurapika a quick, reassuring kiss, but this time, the act lacked the fiery passion as their last one. When he straightened, Chrollo stepped back enough to look at Kurapika properly. "Everything will work out, I am certain of it." Kurapika's shoulder's seemed to lack the tension in them he knew was there from before, and Chrollo placed a hand on one of them to bolster his lover's confidence and reassurance. "Just continue to trust me." He added and squeezed the area emphatically.
The touch was comforting - like it was every other time - and Kurapika suppressed any reservations he had. Naturally, he was still worried, and there was no expelling the thread of concern he felt, but he trusted Chrollo. There wasn't a time where his lover had lied to him, or lead him astray since they began their insane journey together, and it only further instilled the fact that he made the right decision.
At one time, Kurapika wasn't sure if Chrollo would have eventually lead him down a path towards his own demise. But now, he couldn't have been more wrong.
It made Kurapika smile. "I know." He said, and for a split second, there was a swell of peace within. The sensation made him wish to continue experiencing it. Perhaps staying with Chrollo would be the way to find it.
Although his lover's reply was simple, Chrollo could tell that, even if it was temporary, Kurapika wasn't conflicted. Such a notion pleased him, but also made the older man glad. The raven-head smiled. "Well then," he uttered quietly and then proceeded to check the time on his phone. "Shall we commence with the mission, then babe?"
Kurapika stood almost immediately, and while he was still dealing with a bout of nervousness, there was no further need to keep delaying. Without pause, he reached over to pluck his cloak off the couch that sat beside him and fastened it hastily. Then, his eyes locked with Chrollo's once more. "Yes," he responded, and for some reason, the smirk that crossed over his lover's lips only heightened his enthusiasm. For the first time in as long as Kurapika could remember, Chrollo's boldness was actually galvanizing instead of annoying. "I am more than ready."
"Excellent," Chrollo stated and made sure they had everything needed then turned his back towards Kurapika. "Let us be off." He added, and soon, both of them were exiting their room, the door closing behind them.
Night had descended, and the town had fallen beneath a coverlet of darkness. There was an eerie silence as the streets were strangely vacant save for the occasional passerby as they quickly moved past. It seemed Dalry was the polar opposite of what type of image the town portrayed during the day as not many people were seen walking around after the sun had gone down.
Many storefronts were lit with their signs indicating they were open for business, yet, upon closer inspection, there were not many patrons inside of them. Chrollo found such an aspect quite odd, as it was uncanny compared to most other places he and Kurapika had visited. Still, in spite of that glaring oddity, it was best to focus on the task at hand.
Perhaps the lack of people moving about would be beneficial for them in the long run. The fewer eyes, the better, and it decreased the chances of being seen by any bystanders. Luckily for them, as he and Kurapika trekked towards their destination, no one really paid either of them any mind, which made things even better. It didn't bother Chrollo that they were getting virtually ignored, as the least amount of people able to identify them made it better.
The time it took to reach the location of the bank - which at least wasn't in a crowded part of town - was only a short distance from the hotel, and Chrollo breathed out when the building's silhouette came into view. After they reached the front of the place, several figures stepped from within the shadows. Immediately, Chrollo knew who they were.
"Oi, Danchou, I was beginning to wonder if you were going to show or not." A voice rang out, and he turned to see Phinks watching him with a lopsided grin.
"You're always impatient." Someone else spoke, and Feitan slid out from behind Phinks, though the stout man's attention was locked on him. Chrollo could tell that Feitan was just as eager despite his words.
"Seriously, Feitan? I am not the only one who was growing tired of waiting," Phinks groused and rotated his arm. Feitan tsked but failed to comment back as he was more interested in getting started than standing around.
"Hey, Danchou!" Shalnark called out from just beside Feitan while sporting his usually cheery grin. He cast a quick glance towards his bickering comrades before letting it fall on Kurapika, who stood beside Chrollo.
There was a brief exchange of looks between both blonds before the sound of someone else broke their fixation.
"Danchou." A female's voice called through the momentary silence, and Machi appeared from just off to the side of the others, her expression flat. It didn't take long for her line of sight to land on Kurapika, and at almost the same time, everyone else trailed their eyes in the same direction.
Their weighing stares made Kurapika shift slightly, but he didn't allow himself to waver as a result.
"I see the brat is here as well," Phinks scoffed, and his lips twisted into a frown. He made sure to show his displeasure. "Surprised you're still hanging around."
Hearing the man's comment caused Kurapika's eye to twitch, but he rolled them afterward. "I don't plan on giving up if you must know." He enunciated, expression hardened. "I will follow through with my promise." Kurapika then let his attention shift to Chrollo, who was watching him keenly. "I also will not leave Chrollo's side for any reason."
The confession was something Chrollo hadn't anticipated, but it brought a smile to his face nonetheless. He knew his precious Kurapika was wily with an impetuous personality, but he didn't expect the Kurta to be so barefaced.
Perhaps Kurapika wasn't as straightlaced as he made himself out to be.
Phinks tsked, and his demeanor became errant. He still had a hard time believing that the Chain User didn't possess ulterior motives with the prospect of turning against them later. Regardless of the brat's persistence, accepting his allegiance was something he just couldn't bring himself to do. Not yet, at least.
If at all, his true intentions will show during the missions they get tasked with. Phinks waited to see exactly how the current situation would play out.
If he turned out to be wrong, then maybe he would consider it. Maybe.
"Personally, I am interested to see how he reacts during this heist," Feitan interjected, and his eyes narrowed slightly from above the mask that covered part of his face. "The Chain User has been insistent on proving to us that he is loyal. I say let him so we can see exactly what he does."
The man's statement seemed heavy, calculating, and to a fault, menacing. Chrollo understood how the torture expert worked and that his profession wasn't merely for the sake of observing Kurapika, but to weigh his lover's very worth.
Besides Nobunaga, Feitan and Phinks would be the ones who would prove to be the most skeptical. The notion irritated Chrollo, but in the long run, he couldn't blame his comrades either.
Chrollo laid a hand on his lover's shoulder and felt the younger man stiffen. He gave it a firm squeeze.
"I have to agree," Machi suddenly chimed in, and everyone turned to look at the pink-haired woman. "Danchou trusts the Chain User, so I would also like to see how he plans to further show his loyalty."
Everyone else appeared contemplative as Machi's words made perfect sense. Since she tended to be the most level-headed one out of all of them with incredible prowess and insight, and they usually trusted her judgment. While Phinks still looked aporetic, he merely grunted at the idea but chose not to contest her.
"I believe what Machi said as well," Shalnark added, though he never ceased grinning at them. "Danchou knows what he is doing, and so far, nothing Kurapika's done has been an indication of him betraying us."
Despite Shalnark's apparent optimism, Phinks had a hard time believing the statement was conclusive.
Maybe the Chain User really was truthful in his confession of no longer wishing to exact revenge, and he actually wanted to join them instead, but even then, there was still the potential for that to be a ploy. Phinks wasn't entirely convinced of that not being a possibility.
Yet.
"How do we know he won't later on?" Phinks blurted out and cast a scrutinizing glare at Kurapika. "He could very well be waiting to try and take us down from the inside."
The man's concern did not go unnoticed, and Shalnark crossed his arms in thought before responding. "While that may be true, there is no ignoring the fact that if Kurapika really were planning to follow through with eliminating us, he's already had plenty of opportunities to do so. Plus, he could have killed Danchou easily while he was still without his Nen." Although he maintained an explicit demeanor, Shalnark never stopped with his jaunty facade. He continued even after Phinks gave him a crooked look. "Then we also have Danchou's account of Kurapika being the one who removed the Nen binding from him. Why would he have done that if he intended to kill us instead?"
Almost instantly, Phinks appeared taken aback. It would have been easy to dismiss Shalnark's statements had they yielded more answers than not, but what the blond said was definitely open to interpretation.
A lot about their Danchou's circumstances with the Chain User didn't make sense, especially if it were correct about him still wanting to exact his revenge.
"He makes a rather good point," Feitan chimed in, voice low, his eyes never leaving Kurapika's, "even if the situation surrounding the Chain User is rather strange, I am very interested to see what he plans to do." The abrupt affirmation caused Phinks to nearly gape at him, but the eyebrowless man hissed between his teeth instead.
"What he said isn't wrong, either." Someone else broke in, and everyone turned to face Kurapika, who had been watching their exchange with a stern look on his face. "If I still wanted to carry out my desire for revenge, then I would have killed Chrollo long before allowing him to regain his Nen. I also wouldn't have unsealed that if I intended to see the end of the Genei Ryodan."
Phinks ground his teeth in frustration, and it was hard to hold back the utter disgust he felt. Was he really the only one who was convinced that the Chain User was up to something more than what he had been letting on?
However, the nearly cold, incurious expression on Chrollo's visage shot him down instantly, and the eyebrowless man grunted. "Alright, alright," Phinks clicked his tongue and folded his arms, "I still can't believe this, but I'll agree to wait and see exactly what the brat does." It was vexing that he felt the others were against him, but all Phinks could do was huff at the outcome. His attention landed back on Kurapika, and he scowled dangerously. "Just stay the fuck out of my way, got it?" Phinks added viperishly and strode past the blond.
"Jeez, someone is really allowing their bloodlust to show," Shalnark commented sarcastically, and Phinks shot him a death glare. He held up his hands in defense while chuckling.
"Calm down," Machi stepped in and looked at both of them before letting her focus settle on her eyebrowless comrade. The exchange - while justified - had begun to wear on her nerves, and she was slowly losing her patience. While Machi understood Phinks's unease, his blatant outburst made him come off as childish. She half expected him to be more level-headed than he was. "Not only has this gotten past ridiculous, but should we really be discussing this now and possibly risk the entire operation?"
There was an immediate pause, and a look of contemplation crossed over each of them. The notion of their persistent bickering - out in front of a bank after dark no less - potentially costing them everything brought the dissention to a grinding halt. Machi's words weighed heavily, and even Phinks had to admit she wasn't wrong. Usually, her intuition was accurate.
Did he really trust her perception to keep putting up such resistance?
"Enough." A sharp voice cut in, and all heads turned towards Chrollo. It wasn't like him to lose his composure, but at the current moment, it was hard to keep it together. Listening to them argue had gotten to him. They clearly knew how to settle disputes. "We didn't come here to discuss Kurapika's position nor his reasoning for joining us. It's already been stressed that he plans to prove himself, so keep it in perspective and focus on the task at hand." He shoved his hands into his pockets to prevent everyone from seeing just how aggravated he was, and his expression hardened. "Shalnark," Chrollo continued, and he turned to look at the tech specialist, "what is the status of the bank's security and surveillance system?"
The entire time, Kurapika struggled to maintain a hold on himself, especially after listening to the eyebrowless man and his tirade. Several times he wanted to strangle the man like he had when Nobunaga was determinant in challenging him, but Chrollo had intervened before he could speak his mind. Then again, his lover was no less irritated than he was.
Perhaps in hindsight, it was for the better that Chrollo handled the situation instead of him. Kurapika snorted.
"Danchou." The muscular blond chirped, and Kurapika shoveled aside his indignation so he could listen to the man. Their mission was of relevance, and any controversy could wait. "I already managed to get an idea of how the alarms and cameras function, so I can easily disable both. From the building's layout, I found there is a large vault towards the back, which is more than likely where the eyes are being kept. Among other things." Shalnark responded after opening up the laptop he had been carrying. He cradled the thing as if it meant everything in the world.
"Good," Chrollo commented and briefly looked towards the front of the bank. If everything went according to plan, they would not only be able to make off with both sets of Scarlet Eyes but also with a ton of cash and other possible valuables in the process. The notion brought a faint smile to his face. "Proceed then with disabling both systems. We will commence once that is done." Chrollo then turned his head towards Kurapika. "Are you ready, babe?" He questioned.
Phinks groaned and rolled his eyes while Feitan made a choking sound at Chrollo's continued terms of endearment towards the Chain User until Machi glared at them.
The question nearly evaded him as about midway through Shalnark's speech, Kurapika began to lose focus. It wasn't until he felt a weight on his shoulder again that he snapped his head towards his lover. "Yes, I am," Kurapika responded, though it took him a minute to gather himself. Now wasn't the time to falter. "Just give the cue." He uttered.
Also, following Chrollo's confirmation, Shalnark began to rap furiously on the keyboard of his computer. Moments later, the grin on his lips spread almost entirely across his face. "Done!" He articulated and closed the lid to the laptop. "The system should be disabled."
Everything seemed to be finally falling into place, and that aspect pleased Chrollo. Pulling off this mission was a top priority, and not just for Kurapika's sake, but also for his comrades' sake. They would be able to see his lover at work and how motivated he was to prove himself while also grabbing a few bonuses at the same time. It was a win-win situation for both sides.
He just hoped it would be enough validation for his comrades to start accepting Kurapika.
"Good," Chrollo drawled, and he faced everyone properly, "then we shall commence with our objective." He watched them intently, his eyes firm and unwavering. "From here, Machi, Feitan, and Phinks will enter from the rear entrance, while Kurapika and I will enter through the front. Shalnark, I want you to remain outside and serve as our lookout. Also, make sure the bank's systems do not default and begin functioning again. We will rendezvous at the designated point once we have what we came for."
They all nodded and dispersed, leaving Chrollo and Kurapika alone. Shalnark lingered behind momentarily before moving off to assume his own position. "Good luck Danchou!" He exclaimed and disappeared immediately afterward.
He watched his comrade fade into the darkness before looking over at Kurapika. "Ready angel?"
Kurapika nodded and took one last chance to survey the area. He then quickly fell into step beside Chrollo as they made their way towards the large glass doors at the front of the bank.
It was dark inside except for the dim light from the exit signs and what moon glow managed to filter in through the windows. Navigating the place wasn't easy, even for Kurapika, who was inherently suited for low lighting as he was barely able to see more than a few centimeters ahead of him.
Off to his side, Kurapika was able to just make out Chrollo's outline, the older had man nearly blended into the surroundings of the room they were standing in. Navigating the place under such unfavorable conditions was rather tricky, and Kurapika did his best to stay as close to Chrollo as possible since his lover had decided on taking the lead.
He felt his way through the large, ornate lobby, and Kurapika cursed under his breath when he ran smack dab into a rather nice, fancy red chair. His abrupt actions caused Chrollo to stop dead in his tracks.
"Love, are you alright?" His voice called out through the stillness, making Kurapika jerk his head in the man's direction.
While leaning against the chair, Kurapika rubbed his injured toe. "About as good as I can be while trying to move around in a completely dark room." He responded sarcastically, then grumbled after managing to put weight back on it so he could walk. "It is hard to see inside here, you know."
Silence followed his words, and Kurapika almost thought Chrollo was ignoring him when the area suddenly became illuminated by a faint, blue glow. "That is why I was fully prepared to use this." Chrollo grinned and turned slightly while Skill Hunter was propped in his right hand.
"You could have used that sooner," Kurapika quipped and gazed around the now lit room. Thankfully now he wouldn't be able to break his neck.
His lover's wiles never ceased to amaze him, even if the perky blond Kurta wielded a rather sharp tongue. "Oh my dear Kurapika, for you wound me as I just wasn't given the proper time to do as such."
Chrollo peeled his lips back into a provoking smirk, and it didn't shock him when Kurapika merely glared back. He knew that teasing his lover was probably the worst idea - at the moment - but if Kurapika never lightened up, he would definitely shave more years off his lifespan...
Speaking in terms of lifespan, did Kurapika potentially shave some years off while spending all that time brooding over revenge?
Then he remembered those two suspicious events that happened after their invasion of the Moretti estate and after their clash with the beasts. It was a subject Chrollo mentally planned to bring up once they had collected all the eyes.
"Seriously, Chrollo?" Kurapika frowned then rolled his eyes. Sometimes he wondered how he was even able to put up with the man. "Can we just focus on the mission?" Diverting the topic seemed to be the best recourse as Kurapika knew there was no point in arguing with his lover. The man had a hard head at times.
However, his response only incited Chrollo's mirth, and he gestured for the younger man to follow. "Alright, then. Follow me." He commented, and his grin only broadened when Kurapika came up beside him with a huff. "The vault should be this way."
It was rather droll watching Kurapika's reaction as he was quick to rile and got resistive without hardly any provocation. Or course, his lover didn't attempt to retaliate, at least not physically, and would always try to use wit to combat him, but even then, it made it no less fun. Something about it was addictive, just as Kurapika was himself, and Chrollo found that making the younger man ruffled was compulsive.
Just as he held a root of deep love and affection for Kurapika, he held the same for teasing him.
Sure, it was always a dangerous area to wade in, and sometimes, the blond got his knickers in a twist over it, but if there was any way to bring even a fraction of joy into Kurapika's life, that was one way of doing it. Maybe his lover didn't realize it now, but eventually, he would. Chrollo was sure of it.
Kurapika had fallen silent as they began moving again while making their way into the non-public areas of the bank. Chrollo had cast a glance in the younger man's direction, and he could tell without much effort that his lover was still moping. It was nothing less than what he expected as Kurapika had a tendency to stay mad for some time. He closed his eyes and smiled.
Eventually, they came to a moderately sized room that was almost virtually unadorned, and the back of it sat a pathway that appeared to descend further down beneath the surface. Which turned out to be blocked off by thick metal bars.
Upon approaching it, Kurapika realized there was a code box just off to the right with both a keypad and keycard slot. After examining it momentarily, he turned to Chrollo and raised an eyebrow. "So, how are we supposed to get past this?" He questioned while pointing towards the security box. "It appears to require more than a passcode like the Moretti's secret room did."
That was his cue, and Chrollo came up promptly beside Kurapika. "Because you need a two-part authentication process to bypass the security for it." He commented and gave a brief glance towards the hallway beyond. There didn't seem to be much else on the other side of the bars. At least, from what he could see.
"And did that tech geek of yours happen to tell you how the hell we are supposed to do that?"
Keeping the skepticism from his voice was hard, especially since there was never any indication of possibly running into something like this during their initial discussion, and Kurapika raised an eyebrow at Chrollo. They had come too far just to be hindered or thwarted now.
Once again, Chrollo wasn't surprised by his lover's reaction, and it only amused him all the more. "Naturally, my dear Kurapika. I am two steps ahead of you, babe. Would you expect any less?" He then reached into the pocket of his coat and retrieved an I.D. card that contained the image of what looked to be a bank employee, which made Kurapika raise his eyebrow even further.
"Is that-?" Kurapika began, only for Chrollo to stop him short.
"Yes, this is exactly what you think it is." He paused as he went to stand in front of the control panel. Chrollo was able to feel Kurapika's stare weighing heavily on his back. For his lover to be questioning his motives didn't surprise him, but again, he had figured that his lover would have been more expectant of his true nature. "One of the others managed to swipe this off the assistant bank manager recently, and Shal cracked the specific code attached to their keycard. Both were needed to move past this point."
Shortly after that, a beeping sound emanated once he swiped the card through the slot, and Chrollo promptly entered the code he was provided before the mission. The gate rose up afterward.
Kurapika said nothing, but he nodded to his lover as he resumed following the older man beyond the gate and down into the dimly lit corridor, the luminescence of the blue flames continually moving along with them. Gradually, they descended deeper as it felt like they were moving underground until entering another large room. Inside it and on the opposite side was the one thing they had come there in search of.
"Glad you finally made it, Danchou." Chrollo heard his name called - or rather his given title - and turned to see Phinks grinning at him. Machi stood just off to the side, while Feitan was nearly obscured by the lingering shadows in the room. It didn't entirely surprise him that his Spiders were able to reach the vault room before he and Kurapika did. There must have been fewer complications with the other route they took.
However, their unexpected appearances made Kurapika blink. "How the hell…?"
"Ay, the brat hasn't figured it out yet?" Phinks mocked, and he heard Feitan tsk following his statement. He then placed his left hand on top of his right bicep while pointing behind himself. "There is another entrance into this place right behind us."
The affirmation had Kurapika nearly gaping at the man, and his eyes shifted to Chrollo, who almost looked dismissive. "Didn't think it was relative information that needed to be said since we had our own objective." He added and almost immediately felt the temporary flare in Kurapika's aura. Chrollo was sure the others sensed it as well, but they were unperturbed by it.
"Still could have told me," Kurapika huffed and pulled his lips tight. Sometimes his lover irked him when he did such nonsensical things. Being given insight even on the smallest of details was vital.
"Not like it would have made any difference," Feitan commented from behind his mask, eyes dark and menacing. "We still got to our designation. All that really matters."
"I'll agree to that," Phinks added, a smirk forming over his face. "He's just sore that we have proven to be better than he is. Not that Danchou isn't skilled." Phinks paused before his eyes landed on Kurapika. "I bet you held him back with your damn ignorance."
A dark look twisted Kurapika's pale features, and he barely noticed that his right hand had curled into a fist. Consequently, the erratic pull in his emotions had also invoked the materialization of his chains. They rattled against his skin before going instantly still.
It drove him practically nuts that several of the Ryodan members continued to heckle him, but just as fast as he caught the fugacious slip in his temperament, he had managed to get it back under control. Kurapika was confident they had readily picked up on the discrepancy, but he hoped it wasn't enough to invalidate his claims to provide reasons for them to trust him.
Staying in control was crucial.
"Fine. You present a fair point. Regardless of the information given, the end result remains unchanged. I'll give you that much." It was hard to keep his vexation from presenting itself, but Kurapika took a few deep breaths to help calm him down. The last thing he needed was to further instill the tension that was already between him and the Spiders.
"Those are your future comrades. You can't keep on showing them your old hostilities. Doing so could ruin everything you hope to achieve."
"Don't give up. They will eventually see the truth. It's only a matter of time."
"Your spirit is unwavering, your determination, unshakeable. Pasts can't change, but futures can be altered. One day, they will see that."
Once again, he heard voices whispering in the back of his mind, and Kurapika had to remind himself of the truth they spoke. Although it was a painful reality, there wasn't anything they said that hadn't already come to pass.
Instead, he breathed in more, and his tension nearly evaporated when a comforting presence surrounded him, and Kurapika realized it was the calm part of Chrollo's aura. At times, his lover's flow could prove to be menacing, but now it was nothing short of reassuring. The sensation of the older man's hand brushing his only added to that fact.
"Really now? The both of you couldn't have done this at the absolute worst time? While I get your adversity to the Chain User, there is no reason to be arguing about the validity of his status right now. It's pointless and a complete waste of our time. We have only one focus, and that is what is on the other side of that door." Machi had entirely lost her patience by now with her two comrades and their ridiculous antics. She entrusted they would have acted better, especially Phinks, but both of them were no less bullheaded than Nobunaga.
Despite how they felt about the Chain User, now wasn't the time to be debating his value.
"Thank you, Machi," Chrollo responded smoothly as his attention faltered to the ones beside her. "While I still understand your concerns, you already know the circumstances behind Kurapika becoming a part of us, and he has been working diligently toward proving himself. You both just need to be patient while he does this. Regardless of our relationship, he is still a valuable asset to the Spider as a whole, and losing that aspect would be a great loss."
Both Phinks and Feitan glanced at each other, but their usually stoic expressions never changed. It was evident that Chrollo was serious, judging from the rigid tone of his voice. Neither of them chose to contest what he said even if they didn't entirely like it.
"Alright, Danchou," Phinks uttered and turned away. It wasn't that he couldn't look at Chrollo, but knowing that he was wrong is what made it difficult to. He didn't want to look at Kurapika, either, but something compelled him to anyway. "My original statement still stands. If he ever betrays us, I'll kill him."
The heat from the man's stare seemed to bore right through him, and Kurapika's lips twisted at the statement. Not that he ever had any plans of doing what Phinks claimed, yet, the depth of his threat still rang in his ears. He made no attempt to conceal his enmity in any way.
"It is something you won't ever have to worry about, I can promise you that," Kurapika responded emphatically, and his expression hardened even more. At some point, they were just going to have to realize that he wasn't lying to them.
Dealing with all the drama surrounding the past between them was definitely growing quite tedious.
Kurapika's firm affirmation made Chrollo smile, even if it was faint. "With that said, we are here for one reason, and one reason only. It's time we focus on completing our objective." Following his words, Chrollo retrieved his cellphone and made a quick call to the only person who he knew would be able to open the complicated code on the vault.
"Just give me a moment." The voice over the receiver said, and Chrollo hummed in response. Several minutes later, the gears within the vault's door began to click and turn before finally humming, then coming to a complete stop. "There, it should be open now," Shalnark continued. "Forgive me for it taking so long. The code was more complicated to crack than some I've encountered."
"It's fine," Chrollo affirmed and nodded towards Phinks to open the door, "just wait for my signal, then begin heading towards our rendezvous location."
"Gotcha Danchou," Shalnark responded, and the line fell silent. Chrollo slipped the phone back into his pocket.
The sound of squealing echoed throughout the room as Phinks pulled forcefully on the vault's door, and the sturdy metal gears wailed from the strain. After it was completely open, a massive room waited on the other side.
One by one, they stepped inside and noticed that several rows of safety deposit boxes lined the walls aside a few shelves that housed different treasure oddities. In the center sat a large table with four chairs, and behind it was a much smaller one that held the sole reason for their raid on the bank. The Scarlet Eyes.
"There they are," Kurapika whispered, and he began making his way towards the opposite end where both sets of eyes were located. He felt Chrollo shadow him as he did so.
The others had split off into other parts of the room, and Phinks whistled as he began scoping out the copious amount of deposit boxes ripe for the picking. "Might as well take advantage of this opportunity." He uttered and began raiding the ones closest to him, taking whatever Jenny, jewelry, or otherwise, he could find. Both Machi and Feitan had started doing the same.
Kurapika ignored them, although the notion of them stealing anything else from within the vault pricked at his skin, his primary focus was locked on the Scarlet Eyes. As he approached the canisters, Chrollo right on his heels, there was no holding back the tremble he felt.
Each one he acquired was another step closer to achieving his goal and finally giving his clan the eternal rest they so deserved. He came to a stop before the one closest to him and reached out for it, his fingers clasping around the cold glass as he picked it up.
"It looks to be intact," Kurapika uttered as he carefully examined the canister with its two eyeballs floating lifelessly within the fluid inside. He then felt a sudden and strong emotional wave flow through him, which caused Kurapika to waver, but only for a split second before it quickly dispelled. The sensation of Chrollo gripping his arm brought him back to his senses.
"Are you alright?" Chrollo questioned in concern.
"Yeah, I just felt light-headed for a moment." He stated and tightened his grip on the canister.
Kurapika's response didn't quite convince him, but Chrollo chose not to push the issue since he understood how difficult it was on his lover to regain the eyes of his dead people.
"The eyes that you and your Spiders extracted so mercilessly." A voice reminded him, and Chrollo was again brought back to that one point in time when everything changed.
The past haunted him just as it did with Kurapika, and each time it did, the ghosts tormented him relentlessly. It was a thorough reminder of why he held remorse for the decisions he made. Chrollo hated being made painfully aware of him being the reason for all of Kurapika's suffering.
"Let me take that." He commanded softly to distract himself and took the canister out of Kurapika's hands as his lover extended it towards him. Chrollo then summoned Skill Hunter before retrieving Fun Fun cloth and carefully stowing the eyes inside. "Get the other one." He added.
Almost mechanically, Kurapika reached for the other canister and handed it to him, which he then placed inside. With both sets of Scarlet Eyes secure, Chrollo made Fun Fun cloth disappear and back into the pages of his book.
It was at that very moment he heard his phone ring.
"Danchou," Shalnark's voice called from the other side, "it seems we have company. I see several cars approaching our location. If you're really trying to avoid conflict, then you guys may want to get out of there."
"Noted." He responded instantly. "Begin heading toward our rendezvous location." After that, Chrollo hung up the phone and looked towards the other Spiders who were busy grabbing whatever they could. "We have to go." He urged and watched them intently. "It seems our presence has been made known, so now it's time to disperse and begin making our way towards the agreed meeting point."
Immediately, everyone ceased in their activity and turned to face Chrollo, though Phinks appeared to be disappointed the most out of the three. "Damn it. And I wasn't quite finished yet."
"Just grab what you can, and let's go." Machi retorted then looked towards Chrollo one last time. "See you soon, Danchou." She stated formally then disappeared into the creeping shadows after stuffing a few more valuables into the bag she was carrying.
Phinks tsked and continued swiping what he could, the bag in his hands already full with bills and other treasures he managed to find. "I certainly didn't come all this way just to leave empty-handed." He groused. Feitan mirrored him and continued stuffing items into his bag as if nothing had ever been said.
Watching them irritated Kurapika as it gave him the impression they were ignoring Chrollo's warning in spite of their own greed. Not that he wasn't aware of that aspect, but the fact they were now falling into the line of being caught left Kurapika feeling exasperated.
"We don't have time for that!" He snapped and balled both hands into fists. "You heard Chrollo. There are people headed our way, and it's a good chance that it's the authorities."
Phinks and Feitan stopped abruptly, and both of them locked eyes with him. If looks could kill, theirs would have. "We aren't afraid of any damn cops. And who are you to be telling us what to do?" Phinks growled. "We don't take orders from you."
"That's right," Feitan added, his voice firm and rough. "I'm not going to listen to you, Chain User."
Their blatant attitude made Kurapika practically gape at them, and he could feel his anger rising. "That isn't the point!" He nearly yelled and ignored the fact that Chrollo had placed a hand on his shoulder to cease his harangue. Kurapika was beyond pissed. "I am not worried about what the fuck you're taking, but the fact that if we remain here, there is a good chance of us getting caught! If we leave now, at least we can avoid dealing with any trouble in the process."
Silence ensued between them briefly as Kurapika struggled to retain hold on himself. The arrogance that Phinks and Feitan exhibited was enough to invoke his rage. Again, Kurapika sensed his shoulder being squeezed, and he exhaled sharply.
"He isn't wrong," Chrollo finally spoke, and he eyed his comrades intently. "While I know we can easily deal with whatever is coming our way, if we can avoid any unnecessary conflict for now, then it's for the best. We got what we came for. It's time for us to get moving."
At times, it annoyed him with how some of his subordinates behaved, and Chrollo often wondered how he put up with it. Such an example was the way Phinks and Feitan were currently acting. It made him rub his temples in frustration.
"But-" Phinks began and was cut off before he could finish.
Without warning, Kurapika snatched the bag Phinks was clutching while giving him an intense look. "But nothing." He emulated and began stuffing what items the man had been poking at into the bag before jerking it closed and thrusting it back at him. "We don't have time for this, and need to get going." Kurapika hissed and stormed out of the vault without another word.
It all happened so fast that Phinks couldn't barely parse what had transpired. The next thing he knew was Kurapika dumping money and other valuables into his bag before it was shoved back into his hands. The act practically surprised and dumbfounded him all rolled into one. Phinks thought his jaw had come entirely unhinged by what he saw.
Chrollo, on the other hand, had merely smiled at what his lover did, and he followed Kurapika's example. "We'll meet up at the agreed location." He repeated to his comrades before exiting the vault himself.
Both men were left behind, and they exchanged looks before doing the same. Though Phinks grumbled to himself as he did so.
As the two groups split, Chrollo came up beside Kurapika while they made haste towards the nearest exit. "You did well back there." He commented and grinned smugly at the younger man. "I didn't expect you to actually go to such an extreme like that."
The words reached his ears, and Kurapika gave his lover a quick glance. "It's nothing really. There was just no need for unnecessary folly. We are trying to avoid incurring any more problems than we already have, and those two seemed as if they wanted to ignore that fact."
Naturally, Kurapika was well aware of the risk he took when he challenged other members of the Genei Ryodan, which both shocked and frightened him, but he was no stranger to taking chances. As he did while learning to trust Chrollo.
Still, he felt empowered, and in truth, it gave him a thrill. Kurapika wasn't trying to widen the divide between him and the other Spiders, but to set some of them straight or put them in their place was something he had no opposition to.
"It's good to see you asserting yourself, babe," Chrollo smiled, but it was more than honest, it was genuine. He rather admired the blond when he asserted himself, and to see Kurapika take the initiative made him feel a rush of pride. There was just so much about the younger man that Chrollo thoroughly enjoyed. "It's going to benefit you in the long run."
Hearing such words from Chrollo had caused Kurapika to look at his lover inquisitively, but it didn't seem to prevent the smug grin that graced his pink lips.
At times, the older man's compliments could have been seen as extraneous, yet Kurapika only felt a sense of admiration coming from him.
"Glad you think so," Kurapika said, and his demeanor softened before he resumed watching the way ahead. They still needed to exit the bank and disappear long before whoever was coming had arrived. "But save your praise for later darling. We need to get our asses out of here first." He added coyly.
The grin on Chrollo's face only widened, but he said nothing in return. Silence fell between them as they quickly made their way out of the bank and back into the night before then disappearing without a trace.
It felt like an eternity had passed before they were able to return to their hotel room, but once they did, Kurapika managed to take a shower and had crawled languidly into the king-sized bed. Chrollo soon followed, his lover smelling of fresh spice, and was trying to persuade him to eat.
Though he was tired and spent, Kurapika decided to humor him and settled on eating the soup which they had brought earlier that day. After that, Kurapika then found himself finally lying back down with Chrollo pressed firmly against his back.
His lover's arms tightened around him, and Kurapika sighed.
"You're still tense," Chrollo mumbled against the skin of his neck, and Kurapika stiffened.
"Yeah, well, today wasn't exactly a memorable experience." He responded as his left hand found Chrollo's to lay on top of it. Gently, Kurapika twined his fingers with his lover's. "I'm sure you can relate."
There was a moment of silence between them as Chrollo took the time to contemplate what Kurapika said. After recalling the day's events, it was clear to him why the Kurta felt the way he did.
Dealing with his Spiders wasn't going to be easy, and there was enough of a rift that it would take an indeterminate amount of time to close. Yet, Kurapika made progress, especially with the impression he was confident that was left on Phinks and Feitan right before they exited the vault. The look on his comrades' faces spoke volumes.
Still, the day had been long and harrowing. Even after they left the bank, the second meet-up was no less taxing, and it had taken them several hours of waiting for the chaos to die down before he and Kurapika could think of returning. It really was of no wonder why the younger man was so tense.
"Oh, I most certainly can," Chrollo hummed, and he began to place soft, tender kisses along Kurapika's neck and shoulder. Had they been in a different position, he would have given his lover a nice massage. With how stiff Kurapika's muscles were, he definitely needed it. "It can be difficult for even me at times." He added slowly.
At least they were alone again for the time being. Chrollo relished the time he spent with his Spiders, but he also felt the same about his own time with Kurapika. When it was just the two of them, it seemed his lover was able to be himself.
"No wonder why," Kurapika whispered with a quiet chuckle, and he breathed out contentedly when Chrollo had left kisses along his bare skin. The contact made him shiver, and Kurapika enjoyed every second of it. "Some of them could try almost anyone's patience."
While the words he said were truthful, Kurapika remained modest. Being a part of the Genei Ryodan brought about its own set of challenges, yet, he thought that he was finally ready to face that fact head-on. It was something which he had just recently concluded.
"Sounds exactly like someone else I know," Chrollo teased, and before he knew it, Kurapika was reaching around to hit him upside the head with a pillow.
The act made him grin.
"Fucking ass," Kurapika grouched, then tightened his other hand around Chrollo's. He still couldn't explain it - and maybe he never cared to - but having Chrollo around and being in the man's arms always seemed to invoke a calm in him. Even the sound of Chrollo's beating heart had a way of soothing him.
Sensing the younger man relax, Chrollo pulled Kurapika as tight against him as possible before burrowing his nose back into the crook of his lover's neck and shoulder. "You know it," he teased before nipping Kurapika's tender skin, "and it's something you love about me."
He trembled from the sensation and gasped as a result. "Are you sure about that?" Kurapika retorted. "Sometimes, the things you do make me want to strangle you." He added, though his tone was soft and light-hearted. Perhaps at times, Kurapika found his lover's antics beyond insufferable, but nothing Chrollo did would ever change the fact that he loved him.
Chrollo really was everything he needed in the world.
"Is that so?" Chrollo jested in return, and he gave Kurapika's neck another nip, but this time a little more roughly. "Then, it's a wonder that you put up with me." His lover really was too cute like this. Everything about the blond Kurta kept him coming back for more. Kurapika was an addiction that Chrollo never wanted to lose sight of.
"I put up with you," Kurapika began, though his voice was so tender, so genuine, so amative that it gave him pause, "because of how you make me feel. I love you, Chrollo, and more than anything."
The confession had caught him off guard, and Chrollo was almost shocked by what Kurapika said. Not that he wasn't aware of Kurapika's emotions, or the fact they shared something special, but for Kurapika to actually express himself and say it was the aspect he found astonishing. Chrollo was glad to hear it as they never seemed to say it enough.
How someone like Kurapika was able to tame him, the feared leader of the Genei Ryodan, he may never know, and in truth, he didn't care if he ever did. "And I love you, my precious Kurapika." Even as the words slipped past his own lips, Chrollo was unable to help just how good it felt to say it. "Now, it's best to get some sleep as we both have a lot to do tomorrow. I am sure news of what happened at the bank will spread around Dalry rather fast."
Kurapika purred due to Chrollo's affection, and even though he wished to remain awake to continue relishing in their playful conversation, his lover was right. They needed to be prepared for what they will face come morning.
Without responding, Kurapika nodded then settled, and the moment he did, Chrollo's arms automatically tightened around him as he was held close to his lover's body. The warmth of his skin was comforting as the rhythm of the older man's heart lulled him slowly into a peaceful sleep.
It didn't take long before Chrollo eventually did the same.
After Thoughts: I have to say it was fun to write more scenes involving the Genei Ryodan and how they deal with Kurapika and vice versa. Since Kurapika eventually becoming a full-fledged Spider is an integral part of the storyline, there will be many more parts down the line for Kurapika/Ryodan interaction, especially since Kurapika continues to endeavor in proving himself to the rest of them.
The particular members I chose for this mission were mainly due to the fact there are a few of them who, as we know, hold the biggest grudges with Kurapika and will need the most convincing of his loyalty. There is also the necessity of proving that he no longer seeks revenge. Kurapika's interaction with them will be the most crucial aside from the rest who are more willing to see what he will do. Moments like this will often occur as Kurapika and Chrollo continue their search for the remaining Scarlet Eyes.
And for those of you who may be wondering, Gon and co are not out of the story and will be appearing again soon. At least, in the physical sense. Those three still have essential roles in RoF's storyline. :) Hisoka will also be back at some point, as well.