Author's Note: Lesbian Leopika!
I. From Leorio to Kurapika
With golden hair cascading down your back,
You scorn me for my threat against your clan.
We reconcile, for ruthlessness we lack,
Unite upon the sharing of life's plan.
At a long marathon amidst the boys,
You rip your trusty tabard off your head.
I marvel at the daring of your choice
To wear all white despite your rivers red.
Together, we prevail against the odds,
The two lone women licensed now to kill.
Our batch disperses, giving thanks to gods;
It's not farewell, for meet again we will.
From ship to ship, our paths shall reconverge,
And down the line I'm hoping they shall merge.
II. From Kurapika to Leorio
I've always yearned to climb the tallest tree,
To wrap my limbs around the thickest trunk.
I spy my dream, of all places, at sea:
This lady cursing like a common punk.
We disembark and run an endless race;
You shed your shirt, wear nothing but a bra.
Your necktie flaps around your shining face —
A muse to drive me till the last hurrah.
You soon reveal that healing is your fate,
And hospitals the home you'll settle in.
When you declare September 1st our date,
I flutter like a blushing bride within.
This world of men does not deserve your care;
You needn't walk alone — we'll be a pair.