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🎄Fixer Upper🎄

Pt 29

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 28

part 29.5

A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS!! There is a lot of smut in this chapter, and the next few chapters will be a flashback to the Chimera Ant Arc!

⚠️warning⚠️: there is a sex scene in this chapter, virginity loss, creampie, oral(reader receiving), fingering, boob sucking

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The week was taking forever to pass by, Kurapika becoming more antsy by the day. Killua watched as the blonde nearly tripped staring at (Name) as she passed by.

“Jesus Christ man, I know you’re like head over heels in love with her, but can you at least watch where you’re going? You nearly spilt coffee on my Minecraft creeper slippers.”

Alluka giggled, circling the blonde. “You like (Naamee), you like (Naaamee)!”

The blonde turned bright red, trying to quiet the girl as (Name) turned back around. “Hmm? What were you saying Alluka?”

Killua patted Alluka’s shoulder, giving her a look. “Oh… nothing, big sis.”

Incidents like this happened nearly daily. Kurapika couldn’t help swooning every time she walked by, and sighing like a wife whose husband left for war when she left.

“She’s only been gone for 15 minutes, Kurapika.”

The blonde huffed. He had just been peeking out the window and Killua felt the need to tease him. “I just miss her, is that a crime?”

“No, but being a clingy loser is.”

(Name) got back a few minutes later, carrying a few grocery bags. She was immediately greeted by Kurapika, who took the bags and hovered around her like a lovesick puppy. “Did you miss me that much, Pika?”

She gave his cheek a peck as she put away the nutmeg and cookie mix. Kurapika had been by her side at all times for the past few days, wanting to cuddle, kiss, or hold hands as much as possible. It was like he was making up for lost time.

After putting up the groceries, (Name) was pulled towards the couch so he could “discuss their Christmas plans”. In reality, it was an excuse for him to lay his head in her lap while she talked and played with his hair.

“(Name)…”

She combed through his hair with her fingers, humming softly. “Yes, Pika?”

Kurapika glanced at the newly set up Christmas tree, its branches still bare. He stayed quiet for a second before speaking, his voice now softer, almost sounding nostalgic. “The Kurta… we didn’t celebrate Christmas, but… we still had similar traditions during the winter.”

(Name)’s eyes widened, her hands pausing before resuming. Kurapika almost never brought up his clan unless it was in reference to his revenge, so she was a little surprised. “What traditions were they?”

“… we would decorate the trees in our village. Each family had their own tree to grow and take care of throughout the year, and during winter we would decorate it with jewelry and handmade ornaments. When… I discovered the massacre, not only had they killed my family, they burned down our homes and trees. It’s stupid, but… when I searched the rubble of my home after burying the dead, seeing my childhood ornaments burnt to a crisp made me cry. It was something I never thought I would lose, I took the little things for granted.”

(Name) cupped his cheek gently. As he spoke, Kurapika’s eyes began to water, before tears freely fell.

“It’s not stupid, Pika. That was something important to you, a hint of normalcy that you never thought would be ripped away. It’s okay to be upset with it, small things like that made up your life.”

Kurapika leaned into her touch, allowing her to comfort him with her warmth. “Pika… you know, we could make ornaments together… if you wanted.”

He let out a shaky sigh, turning to bury his face into her stomach. “That… would be wonderful, (Name).”

She smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to the side of his head. “We’ll pick up the supplies when we go in our date this Saturday.”

‘Our date…’

He nuzzled against her, his arms wrapping around her waist to gently squeeze the fat of her hips. “Sounds like a plan…”

It felt like being in the Hunter Exam again. He was so soft and sweet with her, wanting to snuggle and cuddle with her every second he could. Although they still struggled with kissing due to their shyness, hugs and cuddles were becoming common place.

Before they knew it, the day of their date had come. The entire day, Kurapika paced around, taking an extra long shower. After he got out, he dressed himself in a pair of sweatpants and a tanktop so he could get some work done. It was only 12 pm, their date was supposed to be at 5 pm.

“Ah, where are my shoes…”

Kurapika looked up from his laptop, raising an eyebrow as he watched (Name) pull on an ugly Christmas sweater over a tanktop. “Our date isn’t until 5 pm, why are you getting ready? Are you going somewhere?”

The blonde had grown even more attached than he had been during the Hunter Exam, wanting to be near her or at least know where she was at all times.

“That’s none of your business.”

Kurapika turned to see Killua wearing a matching Christmas sweater, carrying Cornbread the cat in one arm, and a cat carrier holding Meatloaf in the other. By the looks of his scratched up hand, Kurapika knew Killua probably attempted to carry Meatloaf by hand the first go around.

“Are… are the cats wearing sweaters too?”

“Yeah, and what of it? It’s cold.”

(Name) rolled his eyes at Killua’s sassy remark. “We’re going to take pictures at the mall with the cats.”

Kurapika nodded slowly, starting at Meatloaf as she growled in the carrier. “Uh huh…”

He turned to (Name) looking a little shy. “Can I come?”

“Oh hell no! This is a mother and son trip, no deadbeats allowed!”

“Killua!”

She folded her arms at the boy, frowning. “I know you’ve been excited for this, but there’s no reason he can’t tag along. You should be nice baby, it’s almost Christmas.”

Killua cursed under his breath, mumbling something about Kurapika ruining things before he sighed. “Whatever, but he can’t cling to you the whole time. It’s annoying.”

Kurapika glanced down to his arm wrapped around (Name)’s waist, and reluctantly pulled it away. “… I don’t… I don’t cling to her.”

“Yeah, whatever you say.”

(Name) held onto Kurapika’s hand, smiling softly. “I don’t mind it, Kurapika. I like that you want to be close to me.”

His cheeks erupted into a blush, and he could only nod, lightly squeezing her hand as they walked to the car.

Killua and (Name) sat for pictures, Cornbread in Killua’s lap and Meatloaf in (Name)’s. They both smiled, though Meatloaf spat and hissed at both Killua and the photographer. “Aww, these pictures are going to be so cute!”

Kurapika watched from behind the camera, peeking at the two. (Name) seemed so happy, and Kurapika found the way she held Meatloaf in her arms like a newborn baby quite cute.

“Can I… get in one of these pictures?”

Killua seemed personally offended by Kurapika’s question, scrunching up his face. “Um… are you a mother or a son to anyone here? No? Yeah, get back behind the camera. You might break the lens.”

(Name) gasped, pinching Killua’s cheek. “Killua, that’s way too mean, even for you! Come here Pika, I’ll take a picture with you.”

Killua grumbled, holding his cheek as he walked away with the cats. Kurapika raced towards (Name) quickly sitting next to her and pulling her close for a picture.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, taking the chance to lightly squish her hips before resting his hands on her stomach.

After the photos, the group got them developed and made their way home. “Aww, Killua, Meatloaf was looking at you in this one!”

“I think she wanted to eat me.”

(Name) glanced back at the cat, grimacing as it growled at Kurapika from its carrier. “Well… she’s got her muzzle on. You’re… probably safe.”

To be safe, (Name) carried Meatloaf in, cooing softly as she helped her out of the carrier. The cat purred in her arms, kneading at her Christmas sweater. “There, there, sweetheart. I know, it was a stressful day wasn’t it?”

She placed Meatloaf on the floor, Kurapika stepping out of the cat’s way. Over the past few months, he learned to avoid the cat to keep the peace.

They still had a few hours left until their date, so Kurapika locked himself in his room to get ready.

———————

“Oh… is that what you’re wearing?”

Kurapika frowned as Leorio inspected his clothes with a raised eyebrow. “I want to look nice, this is our first real date.”

“Yeah, but you’re going Christmas shopping, not ballroom dancing.”

The blonde had put on the tailored suit he got when shopping with Leorio and (Name) last week. “Haha, real funny. She said I looked handsome in this.”

“Kurapika, she thinks you look handsome in anything. I saw her blush when you came home covered in blood.”

A blush spread over Kurapika’s cheeks. “Really? I… think she looks gorgeous in anything. Or nothing.”

“Dude. Killua is right there.”

Killua stood by the door, holding his overnight bag with a horrified look on his face. He wordlessly backed away and walked back towards his room. They could hear Alluka questioning him about his disturbed expression.

“Ahh… I didn’t see him there.”

“Clearly.”

The blonde combed his hair, looking at himself in the mirror. Since he’d been living with (Name), the dark circles under his eyes had grown smaller, and his hair was much softer and healthier. Although it was still long, she’s given him a trim last month to get rid of any split ends.

Kurapika was still insecure, though. He was awfully pale, and still thinner than he was “supposed” to be. His old suit hadn’t only been torn and bloody, it had also been slightly baggy on him. He was still trying to take better care of himself, and (Name) sure was helping by making sure he ate three scare meals a day, along with snacks. He had gained a few pounds, finally able to wear some of his clothes without them sagging as badly.

He didn’t think he looked very handsome, but the memory of (Name)’s words made his face flush again. Maybe it was okay if he struggled to see his own self worth. He had her. That was enough, right?

The blonde stepped out of his room, standing in the living room. “(Name), I’m ready.”

“Coming!”

He heard the jingling of her keychains as she came running downstairs, the smell of her perfume the second thing he noticed.

The third thing he noticed was that she was wearing the cardigan she wore during the Hunter Exam and a pair of jeans.

(Name) was smiling as she reached the final step, although she looked a little confused at his formal getup. “Pika, sweetheart, you do know we’re going shopping, right? Wouldn’t you rather be comfortable?”

He blushed, looking down at himself. Kurapika could imagine getting sweaty, or having sore feet after wearing his nice shoes all day. “Yeah, you’re right (Name)…”

Kurapika sulked back to his bedroom, (Name) following behind. He only noticed when he turned to close the door, seeing her standing right in front of him. “(N-Name)? What-“

She shushed him, sitting him on the bed. “I’ll find you something to wear, okay? Just sit there looking pretty for me.”

His face turned bright red as she rummage through his closet, the blonde unable to speak. His cock grew hard at her compliments, and he cursed his body for being so sensitive when it came to her.

“Hmm…”

She took out a light, peach colored sweater and some gray jeans. “This with your coat should be good. Come here…”

She stood in front of him, cupping his cheeks teasingly before moving her hands down to his tie, undoing it. Kurapika felt his entire body heat up, the bulge in his pants growing. “W-what are you doing!?”

“I’m helping you get ready for our date, Pika. I have to make sure you’re nice and comfortable, don’t I?”

As she spoke, she began unbuttoning his shirt, her hands slipping beneath the white fabric to caress his chest. “Oh, angel…”

His voice was soft and affectionate, with a tinge of lust underlying his words. Kurapika’s hands met hers, holding them gently. “If I let you do that, we may not make it to our date. I won’t be able to control myself.”

With a kiss to her forehead, Kurapika sent her away. “Wait for me outside, I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

(Name) waited for him in the van, her cheeks warm and a fond smile on her face. ‘Maybe… he really does like me.’

————————

The two arrived at the mall right on time. Kurapika ran to open her door for her, his cheeks a soft pink as he helped her out. “Oh, what a gentleman. Thank you, Pika.”

He looked away, keeping a soft grip on her hand. “… you’re welcome, (Name).”

The mall was crowded more than usual, but not as bad as when they went on their midnight trip last week. Even so, Kurapika kept a protective arm around her waist as they walked through the mall.

“So, where should we start first?”

(Name) hummed, pulling out her shopping list. “Well, why don’t we start with getting the supplies to make ornaments?”

Kurapika paused, a warm and fuzzy feeling taking over his body. “That’s… a great place to start.”

Kurapika guided her through the crowds of people to where they needed to go. (Name) looked around at the rows of Christmas decorations and ornaments, finally spotting some plain white and clear ornaments. “Ooo, we can paint these and place glitter or little objects in the clear ones!”

She held them up, giggling. Kurapika nodded, picking up a pack of clay and paint. “I’d like to hand make some as well… my people were artisanal, when we went into the outside world, we sold textiles and pottery, along with paintings.”

(Name) nodded, placing everything in the basket. “Okay, now just to get some glitter and other little things…”

Kurapika couldn’t help but feel excited about what the future held. He couldn’t wait to make ornaments again and have memories that he could build up again.

“Mmm… next is a big gift for Alluka…”

The spent a few hours shopping before they settled down to eat some cheap fast food at the food court. As Kurapika bit into his burger, he realized just how different the date Illumi and (Name) had to theirs.

Illumi took her to a fancy restaurant where they ate expensive food and wore nice clothes, while Kurapika and (Name) were dressed in jeans and sweaters as they wolfed down burgers and French Fries.

For a moment he almost felt a bit embarrassed. Maybe Illumi was better than him?

Then he saw (Name) smile and laugh, her eyes twinkling. She didn’t look at Illumi like that once during their date, and upon further reflection, Kurapika realized she looked pretty uncomfortable the entire time.

Now, with Kurapika, she smiled brightly and giggled, her chubby cheeks warm. She was happy to spend time with him, no matter where it was or what they were doing.

“You’re really cute, (Name). I don’t think I could ever get tired of hearing your laugh.”

She blushed, giving him that pretty smile of hers. “I could say the same about you, Pika. Hearing you laugh makes me feel so happy.”

He was caught off guard with how sincerely she stated that, causing his cheeks to redden. “O-oh… I… want you to be happy all the time, I guess I’ll try to laugh more often.”

The two looked at each other for a moment before they both bursted out in laughter, having to bend over and hold their stomachs. “P-Pika please, my tummy hurts, haha!”

“Sorry, sorry.”

She wiped a tear from her eye, leaning back in her chair. Kurapika thought she looked gorgeous like this, her face warm from laughter and her eyes bright. If he was being honest, he would find her beautiful in any circumstance, she was his angel, the one he loved more than anything.

“Mmm… I think we got everything on the list. How about we grab some hot chocolate and cookies then head home?”

“That sounds good to me, angel.”

As they picked up their hot chocolate and cookies, Kurapika quirked an eyebrow at (Name), peeling into the bag. “You only got enough for the two of us. You usually get some for Killua and Alluka too.”

(Name) smiled, grabbing the bag before holding onto his hand with her free one, giving it a gentle squeeze. “They went to stay with Leorio for the night. It’s just going to be us at the house.”

A chill went down his spine, and he was sure she noticed the he gulped as his cheek turned red again. “Is that so?”

She nodded, tugging him towards the mom van. “Mhm, just us. We can watch some Christmas movies and snuggle on the couch with no interruptions! Killua usually would come sit between us like some kind of chaperone!”

She said this with a playful huff. “It’s weird, he acts like you’re going to pounce on me or something.”

‘Ah, he’s not wrong to think that, honestly…’ Kurapika thought, looking away. The bulge in his pants had returned, and he was just glad to be wearing an oversized sweater.

‘The thing I said during the fall get together probably didn’t help anything…’

They got into the mom van and drove home, sipping on their hot chocolate and snacking on cookies.

———————

Kurapika carried in most of (Name)’s shopping bags, insisting that she just get the Christmas movie started while he placed them in her closet upstairs. When he came back downstairs, she was heading up. “I’m going to change into my pajamas! The movie is already starting, so you can get changed and we can meet back up!”

The blonde nodded, watching her hips as she ran up the stairs, tripping on the same step she always did. He had to bite his lip to prevent himself from laughing.

After getting into comfortable pajamas, the two sat on the couch together, a few feet apart. They were both nervous, the energy a bit different than it had been the other times they’d been together.

After about 10 minutes into the movie, (Name) scooted closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. Kurapika felt his heart pounding. She smelt so good, like hot chocolate and vanilla, along with her usual fruity perfume. It made him feel soft, and before he realized it, he had wrapped an arm around her to bring her closer.

“Mmm…”

He nearly whimpered when he felt her bury her face into his shoulder, her soft warm breath tickling his neck. “Pika…”

She planted a little kiss on his shoulder, her chubby cheek resting against him. “Can I… sit in your lap?”

Kurapika’s brain short circuited upon hearing her request, his face heating up to the point his entire face was now red. (Name) took his silence as him being uncomfortable with the question, and immediately pulled back. “N-never mind, I didn’t men’s t-“

She yelped when the blonde pulled her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her plush frame. He rested his flustered face on her shoulder, trying to calm his breathing. “Please… just let me hold you. Stay…”

(Name) relaxed, returning the embrace. Her plump thighs were on either sides of his, her knees resting on the couch. He nearly shivered when she finally sat down completely, his hands falling to her hips to keep her in place.

It took Kurapika a moment to calm himself down, and when he did he looked up to see her gazing at him in a way that made his heart race. It was pure adoration and love, something he hadn’t experienced since he was a child. “(Name)…”

He cupped her cheek, his other hand lightly squeezing her hip. “You’re… everything to me.”

Her breath hitched, and they began leaning into each other. “Pika…”

When their lips met, he couldn’t help put pull her flush against him, feeling her breasts squish against his chest. “Mmm…”

His hands began to wander to her ass. Kurapika gave it a quick squeeze, making (Name) yelp. He took this as a chance to slip his tongue into her mouth, dancing with hers. She tasted sweet, like the hot chocolate and cookies they had earlier.

She could feel his bulge pressing into her, and she even lightly rocked her hips against him, causing him to moan into the kiss. His hands shot to her hips, helping to guide her over his bulge.

When they pulled away to breathe, his hands moved to her shirt, yanking it off. He nearly choked when he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra, her soft breasts now on full display for him. “(Name)…”

He glanced up at her, the blondes eyes widening in surprise when she guided his hands to her chest, placing them over her ample breasts. “Please.”

Kurapika took in a shaky breath as he gave her breasts a light squeeze, his hands trembling lightly in excitement. They were softer than he could have ever imagined, and fit in his hands perfectly, almost like she was made just for him.

His thumbs brushed over his nipples, the blonde neatly shuddering when he felt them harden under his gentle touch. The little whimper that left her lips was enough to encourage the shy Kurta to continue.

He wanted to kiss every inch of her body, so before he knew it he was leaning forward to press his lips into her breast, his tongue lapping at her nipple. “M-Mmph, Pika!”

Her face was hot, and she could feel the wetness pooling between her thighs as he looked up at her with those scarlet eyes, his mouth latching around her nipple. His tongue danced around her sensitive nipple, his other hand lightly pinching and tweaking the other. “Gorgeous… you’re beautiful…”

After releasing her breast with a soft “pop” from his mouth, he moved to sucking on her neck, giving her little bites and licks. By the time he was done, (Name) was a panting mess and her neck was covered in love bites and hickeys. Kurapika was also feeling the heat, and he was sure she could feel his bulge pressing into her clothed pussy.

“I want you, (Name)…”

He stared up at her, his eyes a brilliant shade of scarlet, the unique shade only she got to see. No one else got to see Kurapika’s eyes like that, they only turned that specific shade when he was looking at the one he loved.

“I… I want you too, Pika… I need you.”

He had been waiting for this moment for so long, and now that he finally had her in his arms, the blonde almost get overwhelmed.

Kurapika had hurt her, more than once, and he never would have thought he would have a second chance at this thing called love, especially not with her. He didn’t deserve her, not one bit, but he was determined to have her. Maybe he was being selfish by loving her, but in that moment he didn’t care. Her body was pressed against his, and he wanted her more than anything.

He scooped her up in her arms, smiling a little when her thighs wrapped around his waist. “My room or yours?”

She buried her face into the crook of his neck, humming softly. “Doesn’t matter…”

Kurapika squeezed her thighs when she began nipping at his neck, her soft lips brushing against his jaw as he walked upstairs. “A-angel, please, ah!”

He bit his lip when she nibbled on his ear. The blonde hurried up the stairs, his body trembling from her kisses and nibbles.

He figured her room would be more familiar and therefore more comfortable for her, so he passed his room and made his way to hers,

The door was kicked open, and the two fell onto the bed, their lips meeting again in a flurry of kisses. He couldn’t keep his tongue out of her mouth, not when she tasted so sweet and felt so good.

He blushed when he felt her tugging at his shirt. Kurapika knew sex meant getting naked, but he couldn’t help but hesitate. He wasn’t exactly the most confident in his appearance, but with one look at (Name)’s lust filled eyes he was tearing off his shirt in a hurry, quickly moving to unbutton his pants.

She pulled him back in for another kiss, pulling his hips into hers, letting his clothed cock run against her clothed pussy. “F-fuck (Name)…”

He groaned, holding onto her hips as he moved against her. “Need these off, now…”

He yanked down her pants with shaky hands, making her whine softly when her soaked panties were exposed to him. She hid her face away in embarrassment and tried to close her legs, but he pried her thighs open.

Kurapika couldn’t speak, his heart running a millions miles a minute. He was so close to her wet heat that he could smell her arousal. His actions had caused this. His.

It was enough to make his cock twitch in excitement at what was to come. “Need it…”

His voice was hoarse, like a man that had been wandering through the desert for years on end. “Pika…”

She blushed as his thumbs hooked under her panties, giving him a little nod when he looked up at her. With her approval, he pulled them down, his breath hitching at the sight before him.

She was soaking wet, her pussy drooling, all because of him. He leans down, his face hovering above her cunt as she peeked at him through her hands. Feeling a surge of confidence, he met her eye as he leaned forward to press a soft kiss into her pussy, his tongue flicking out to lick her clit.

Her eyelashes fluttered as her hips rose to meet his lips, a whine leaving her lips. She was shy and needy, all in one, and Kurapika wasn’t the type to tease, especially when he wanted this just as much as she did.

Without further ado, he buried his face into her cunt, his mind going fuzzy when he got a good taste of her. “Mmm, mm…”

He was losing himself, letting out a moan when he felt her thighs squish his face.

“Ahh!”

Her hands shot out to tangle themselves in his hair, causing him took look up at her with hazy, pussy drunk eyes. Kurapika kept his tongue on her clit, remembering how she masturbated when he watched her.

She let out a whiny moan when he inserted a finger into her. The blonde’s eyes widened at just how tight she was. He’d done his research and knew that virgins were tight, but there was only so much a book could prepare him for. It didn’t prepare him for the way she bucked her hips into his face, of the way his body reacted to the taste of her pussy and the sound of her mewling moans.

“Pika, I’m mmph- close!”

He glanced back up at her, seeing just how hot her face was. She was looking down at him with half lidded eyes, her lips parted to pant in pleasure.

He wasn’t experienced at eating pussy, but (Name) was already so close to cumming. It made his chest swell with pride, and he added another finger to get her even closer to the edge, curling them just like Leorio said to.

This made her call out his name, her walls tightening around his fingers. “P-Pika, cumming!”

He could feel precum oozing from his tip as he lapped up her cum. In the future, he would take a lot more time between her legs, but right now, he needed her desperately.

Kurapika wiped his mouth before moving up her body to get a good look at her post-orgasm face. It was quite the sight to behold, and he was amazed that he was able to cause it.

“You taste amazing…”

She blushed, burying her face in his shoulder. He could tell she was a bit nervous at what was to come by the way her thighs tremble around his hips. “(Name)…”

He cupped her cheek, brushing away a tear that fell down her cheek. Kurapika felt his heart drop. Had he been too pushy? Was she crying because of him? Seeing her cry made his protective instincts flare up, and he was quick to attempt to soothe her.

“We don’t have to keep going if you’re scared, (Name). I’ll stop the second you tell me to, angel.”

She shook her head, her hands going to his boxers to lightly tug at them. “N-no, I want you… I’m just nervous.”

He laughed, resting his forehead against hers. “Me too.”

They shared a smile before Kurapika kissed her again. It was a lot gentler this time, with light caresses and touches as their lips locked. He wanted her to feel safe and loved. Kurapika loved her more than anything after all, and he wanted their first time together to be special. He couldn’t say he loved her through words yet, but maybe he could say it through his actions.

“You’re gorgeous…” he said softly, his hands running over the sides of her body, past her chubby tummy and plump hips, resting on her plush thighs. Her soft flesh turned him on more than he cared to admit.

With a few more tugs, his underwear was off, and (Name) caught a glimpse of his cock for the first time. She had jerked him off before, but hadn’t actually see it since his dick since it was in his underwear, but now it was on full display for her.

He seemed nervous when she stared, only relaxing when she reached out to touch it. His breath hitched, a groan leaving his lips as she stroked him lightly. “Pretty…”

His cheeks flushed at the compliment, and he quickly but gently pushed her hand away. “I-If you keep that I’m going to cum…”

She giggled, pulling him forward his tip brushed against her folds. “Then let’s get started, Pika. Just… be gentle, please…”

He nodded quickly, his fingers interlocking with hers as he looked down. Kurapika bit his lip as his cock prodded at her pussy, the feeling of her juices coating his tip enough to make him cum. It was all he could do to hold back, the blonde glancing up at her again for permission as he positioned his cock at her entrance.

“Are you ready, (Name)?”

She nodded, kissing his cheek. “I am… I’ve wanted this for so long…”

Kurapika stared down at her with those scarlet eyes of his, his cheeks a dark red. “I need you… I’ve needed you my whole life.”

He touched her forehead to his as his cock sunk into her inch by inch. He didn’t mind that she was gripping his hand too hard or that she was whining softly. “I know, angel… shh…”

Whne tears of pain beaded in her eyes, he kissed them away, pushing his own pleasure away to tend to her. Even though she was squeezing his cock so deliciously, he pushed in slowly. He wanted to pound into her, to watch her breasts bounce as he fucked into her, but he wouldn’t. Not tonight.

When he bottomed out, he kept a hand on her tummy, pressing kisses into her neck and cheeks. “F-fuck… doing so good, angel.”

His inexperience was starting to show with the way his chest rose and fell, a soft panting leaving his lips. “M-Mmph, (Name)…”

It was arousing to see how his body was reacting to hers, the way she watched his eyes get hazy and his cheeks go red. Those scarlet eyes were proof of how strongly he was feeling, and she wanted to believe it wasn’t just lust. “Pika…”

The both leaned into each other, their noses brushing against each others tenderly. “I love you…”

This was said tenderly, her voice soft as she looked up at him. He felt his eyes widen and she could feel his cock twitch inside of her. She said she loved him before, and even though he’d heard her say it in a romantic way before, this felt different. She loved him, in the way lovers do. Sexually, romantically, all of it, she wanted him in every way she could have him. It made him want to cry, he had never been loved in this way before.

To be desired and needed in such a way was something Kurapika never though he would experience, and the blonde choked up, tears falling down his cheeks. “(Name)… oh angel…”

Kurapika peppered kisses along her neck and jaw, his fingers sinking into the fat of her thighs. “Pretty… so pretty…”

She whimpered, pulling his attention back to her face. With a light bucking of her hips, she signaled exactly what she wanted.

He took a deep before lightly pulling out before pushing back in, the mewl that left her lips making his hips stutter. Kurapika wanted to hear that pretty sound over and over, so he began thrusting in and out, keeping his hand over her tummy.

That thought he’d been trying to push away came back to his mind as her pussy clenched around him. The image of her with a little baby bump, smiling and laughing as held each other close. It was enough to make precum leak into her from his needy cock.

‘W-wanna… wanna…’

He moved faster, holding her legs over his shoulders as his instinct took over. Kurapika watched as his cock sunk into her, biting his lip.

‘Wanna get her pregnant…’

“Pika.. f-fuck, gonna-!”

He shuddered, feeling her walls flutter around him. “M-me too, angel… let’s cum together…”

Kurapika didn’t want it to end so soon, but he knew they wouldn’t last long with them both being inexperienced virgins, so he let go, the last thought he had before cumming being the desire to impregnate her.

His eyes squeezed shut and he groaned, pounding into her pussy as they came together. She whimpered at the filling of his cum filling her up, painting her walls white. Even after he finished cumming, it took him a moment to stop. Thrusting in and out of her felt so fucking good, he never wanted to stop, but he knew he had to. One look at her exhausted face was enough to calm his racing heart.

The blonde gave her a tired smile, leaning down to kiss all over her face before he pulled out. He wanted to stay inside of her, his instincts telling him to plug her up so his seed could stay inside of her, but his need for comfort and snuggles outweighed that.

He laid on his side and pulled her to his chest, his body feeling hot and tired, but good at the same time. The room smelled of sex and (Name)’s signature perfume, making him relax.

As his mind cleared of his post-orgasm haze, his mind drifted back to the thoughts of getting her pregnant. He came inside her, that meant it was a possibility, wasn’t it? The more he thought of it, the more his heartbeat picked up. He couldn’t think of anyone better to rebuild the Kurta clan with.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt her tremble in his arms, the blonde picking up the unease and fear in her aura.

When he felt her chest begin to shake with sobs, he pulled her closer, his hands shaking as he cupped her cheeks. “Angel, what’s wrong? Was I too rough? Are you hurt?”

A chill ran down his back when she clung to him, her face burying itself in his chest. This wasn’t an embrace, this was a desperate attempt to keep him close to her. “Please… please don’t leave me… I’ll do anything you want, just don’t leave me again…”

It only took him a moment to realize why she was so upset, and his blood ran cold to think this was all his fault. He had traumatized her to the point she was terrified that once he had his way with her, he’d abandoned her, like she was nothing.

Had he really been so cruel that she believed he would use her body then abandon her? Kurapika held onto her so tightly it was almost painful.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

Tears welled up in his eyes. He’d done this, he made the love of his life tremble in fear at the thought of him leaving her again.

All he could do was whisper apologies into her ear as he rocked her, trying his best to soothe and comfort (Name). “I can’t… I can’t live without you, Pika… promise me… promise me you’ll never leave me again…”

She finally looked up at him, her eyes a bit puffy from crying. He paused, his hand reaching up to wipe away her tears.

Was he really okay with staying with her? He didn’t want to become soft, to lose his anger and hatred, and if he stayed with her that might happen.

Kurapika brought her in closer to pepper her face in kisses, unable to stop as tears fell down his own cheeks. He loved her, but his mission would always come first.

“… I promise.”

She finally relaxed, laying her head on his chest. “Mmm… I’m so happy, Pika… I want…”

Her eyelids began to droop, her hands playing with his hair. “I want to stay… with you forever…”

As she fell asleep in his arms, Kurapika hoped that he would be able to keep that promise. A sinking feeling in his chest told him that if he didn’t, there would be no second chances, just heartache.

———————

(Name) woke up early the next morning, giggling to herself when Kurapika grumbled at her attempts to move. “Stay…”

His face was buried in her neck, his hand reaching around her to trail down her tummy to her pussy. She squirmed a little, feeling his cock slip between her thighs. “Pika, what do you mmph~! Think you’re doing?”

Kurapika kissed along her neck, gently sucking on her most sensitive spots. “It’s warm…”

She let out a shaky breath when he pushed into her wet cunt, feeling his fingers rub at her clit as he thrusted in and out lazily, his hot breath on her neck. “So good… you feel so good…”

His free hand groped at her chest, as if he just couldn’t touch her enough. Kurapika wanted his hands all over her, to touch and kiss every inch of her body. She whimpered, lightly watching her back, turning her head to capture his lips in a sloppy kiss.

It didn’t take long for them to cum, the blonde groaning in her mouth as she filled him up. “That’s my angel… such a good girl…”

He hummed in contentment, nuzzling his face into her neck before pulling her closer. “All mine…”

She squirmed a little, giving his cheek a quick peck before she wiggled away. He began to whine again, but she stopped him with a gentle boop to his nose. “Killua, Alluka, and Leorio will be here within an hour. Leorio’s staying over to decorate ornaments for us, so we both have to be showered and dressed before they get here.”

Kurapika pouted at her, his face falling onto her lap. “Just five more minutes… it feels nice to be snugged up with you…”

She smiled softly, gently brushing his hair out of his face. “I’d like that too, Pika, but not right now. How about…”

She hummed, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “How about we snuggle up and watch Christmas movies with everyone later? How does that sound?”

Although he would prefer to snuggle with her alone, he wouldn’t turn her affections down. “I’m okay with that…”

The two separated, much to Kurapika’s annoyance. All he wanted to do was be stuck to her side like glue, but she was busy. He felt a little bad and a bit hypocritical due to calling her a stalker in York New all those years ago. Now he was following her around like a lovesick puppy… he was whipped.

After they both showered and dressed, Kurapika helped (Name) set out the Christmas ornament decorating station. Kurapika even had his own space for molding clay, along with tools and paint. He seemed about ready to dig in, but refrained from doing so until the others got there.

It was nearly noon by the time the others got there. Leorio came holding two boxes of pizza, smiling. “Hey sunshine, I brought lunch.”

“Oh, thank you Leorio!”

She wrapped her arms around him and gave him a peck on his cheek, causing the blonde to huff in annoyance. Kurapika didn’t like how affectionate she was with other men, despite the fact he hadn’t even asked her to be his girlfriend yet. He seemed to believe she already belonged to him.

Killua looked at Kurapika, his eyes narrowing. He didn’t like the satisfied, love-dovey look on Kurapika’s face one bit. It made him… suspicious. Especially after Kurapika’s words during the fall get together…

As the group gathered around the table to start eating, Killua pulled Kurapika aside. “Kurapika.”

Kurapika blinked. It wasn’t often Killua used his actual name, so he looked at him. “… yes, Killua?”

“… don’t get her pregnant.”

And with that, Killua walked away to eat with the others, leaving Kurapika a blushing, stuttering mess.

———————

“If you use this tool, you can create a nice texture…”

“Ooh, Pika that’s so neat!”

Kurapika had (Name) perched in his lap, his hands on hers as he helped her mold the clay into little Christmas themed shapes, like gingerbread cookies and trees. The entire group was having so much fun, with Alluka and Nanika switching out to paint their own little glass ornaments.

“You’re a natural, (Name). My father would have loved to have your help with his work.”

(Name) felt her face warm up, melting at the heartfelt compliment. Kurapika mentioned his family less than he mentioned his clan, so it was a compliment of the highest honor.

“Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun! You said your mom taught you how to sew, right? I bet they would have kept me busy!”

Kurapika laughed at that, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Yeah, I bet they would have loved you.”

He gave her shoulder a kiss before moving the clay over to a baking sheet. “Alright, angel. Let’s get these to the oven. After, we can paint them together.”

She stood up then helped him stand, giggling when he leaned against her. “You may have to carry me (Name), I think my legs fell asleep…” he purred, his cheek nuzzling against hers.

“Oh really? Maybe you won’t be able to come see the Christmas light with us then~”

Kurapika grumbled, standing up on his own. “You’re no fun, (Name).”

She laughed, bumping her hip against his. “Mmm, maybe, but I know my stuff. Come on…”

After decorating ornaments, they decorated the tree with them. Leorio was kind enough to place the star at the top, the group looking on in wonder as they saw the fully decorated tree.

“It’s really nice…” Kurapika said, pulling (Name) close to him. He had a soft, nostalgic smile on his face, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes.

“It is, I’m glad you got to do this with us, Kurapika.”

The two shared a kiss, causing Killua to gag and Alluka to “ooo”. Leorio laughed and rolled his eyes. “Okay lovebirds, we should go see the lights soon, it’s dark out.”

“Already?”

“Yeah, already.”

The group separated, getting dressed for the occasion. Kurapika sighed dreamily as (Name) walked down in a simple Christmas sweater and jeans. Honestly she could walk down in a potato sack and he’d still get flustered, she looked good in pretty much anything she wore.

“Oh wow, you look nice Pika!”

She looked over his nice red turtleneck and black slacks, nodding in approval. “You look cute yourself, (Name).”

She beamed at him, grabbing the arm he offered with a laugh. “Aren’t you a charmer? Let’s get the cat warmed up, it’s freezing out there!”

The group rode in the car to see the Christmas lights, munching on cookies and hot chocolate (Name) prepared before they left. “These are good, mama!”

Nanika was present at the moment, munching on a cookie. Killua seemed to be pouting over this. “Why does Alluka get more cookies? It’s not fair!”

“Well, Alluka has Nanika with her, it’s only fair they both get the same as everyone else!”

“Mom, they share the same vessel! It’s-“

Nanika buried her face in (Name)’s chest, whining. “Big brother is being mean to me…”

Killua started stuttering out an apology as Nanika and (Name) giggled. Kurapika glanced at them through the rearview mirror, his cheeks a soft pink.

“Take the next left, and it should be right there.”

Leorio was looking at his phone, calling out directions to Kurapika. The tall man had some spiked hot chocolate before he left and (Name) didn’t like driving long distances, so that left Kurapika behind the wheel.

He put the car into park outside of the the place, glancing around at the lights with a wonderstruck face. Kurapika had heard about Christmas lights before, and he even helped Leorio put some up at (Name)’s house a week ago, but he’d never seen anything like this.

Pairo had always wanted to see the big parks full of lights after he read about it in a book.

“Even with my failing vision, I’d still be able to see the lights! We should go see them someday, Kurapika!”

“Yeah, I promise I’ll take you one day!”

“Will you hold my hand so I don’t trip?”

“Haha, I’m sure I will have found you a doctor to help your condition by then, but I’ll still hold you hand. You’re a bit clumsy regardless.”

“Hehe, I guess I am!”

Kurapika stayed frozen near the gate, a hand over his heart as memories of old broken promises plagued his mind.

He was shaken from his thoughts by a hand taking his own, giving him a light squeeze. “Are you alright, Pika?”

Kurapika smiled, letting the tears fall down his cheeks. “Yeah… yeah I’m fine. I just… remembered that I had promised Pairo I’d take him to see the Christmas lights one day. I… never got to.”

(Name) pulled him a little closer, leaning her head against his shoulder. “… you carry him in your heart, Kurapika. He’s here with us, even if he isn’t physically. Can’t you feel it?”

The blonde paused, his eyes going wide. There was a certain feeling in the air, nostalgic and familiar. “I do… I do feel it.”

She smiled, laughing when he hugged her a little tighter. “I think… he’s happy I have you now.”

The others watched with smiles on their faces, even Killua. As they walked into the park, Kurapika felt truly at peace for the first time since he lost his clan. It felt like his friend was right next to him, experiencing each new sight Kurapika did. If there was an afterlife like Kurapika believed, he hopes Pairo could see all the sweet parts of life through his eyes.

Alluka and Killua played in the snow as Kurapika and (Name) gazed at the lights in wonder. “Oh wow, these ones are linked to a radio station! They blink in time with the music!”

They walked through a tunnel of lights, pausing to look at each other. To Kurapika, (Name)’s figure lit up by the soft lights above made her look beautiful. Her hair, her skin, her eyes, each part of her had his heart thumping away madly.

He leaned in for a kiss, cupping her cheeks, but stoped short when her phone buzzed in her pocket. The both seemed irritated by the interruption, but Kurapika gave her a patient smile. “Go ahead, I’ll still be here.”

(Name) giggles, walking away to take the call. He waited, watching as her face fell.

She walked back a moment later, looking simultaneously pissed and worried. “Is something wrong, angel?”

The woman groaned, leaning against him. “My boss called, he said there’s a natural disaster that needs clean up and rescue efforts, and he needs me to into work. My nen is very useful when it comes to both healing others and getting rid of debris.”

Kurapika pulled her in closer, his face scrunching up. “… how long will you be gone?”

“About a week, which means I’ll be home a few days before Christmas Eve. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind helping others, but it sucks going into work during the Christmas season… but…”

She texted Leorio, who said he would call her a taxi. “I have to remember that these people are experiencing these natural disasters during the holidays. My family is happy and safer, theirs aren’t.”

Kurapika was always surprised by her unending compassion and care for complete strangers. He nodded, cupping her cheek tenderly. “Do you want me to come with you? I don’t want you to go alone a-“

“No, I need someone that can stay at the house. Leorio has classes so he can’t always be around to help, you’ll need to take care of the kids while I’m gone.”

Kurapika frowned at that, but he couldn’t help feeling a small iota of pride at her trust in him. Killua was her baby, something she made clear, so to put him in Kurapika’s care meant she thought he was worthy enough.

“I won’t even have time to pack, I’ll just have to wear my work uniform and buy clothes there…”

She began walking towards the gate, texting numerous people on her phone as Kurapika followed. “You’re leaving now? I was hoping we’d have more time together…”

The knowledge that she’d be leaving for an entire week was starting to sink in, making the blonde feel extra clingy and needy. He held onto her hand, bringing it to her lips to kiss it. “I’ll miss you…”

She turned back to smile, embracing him as tight as she could manage. “I’ll miss you too, Pika. I love you…”

She gave his lips a soft peck, waiting a moment before sighing softly. “… I’ll see you next week then, take care.”

His face dropped as she turned, a soft look of sadness taking just his features. He could tell she was a little upset he hadn’t said he loved her back. Kurapika couldn’t blame her, not one bit. He wanted to say it, he wanted to scream it from the rooftops that she was only one for him, but he just couldn’t.

It wasn’t good, and would hurt them both later on if he couldn’t man up and say it.

The blonde sighed, watching her get in the taxi before he turned to join the others, the spark of excitement over the Christmas lights gone.

At the time, he didn’t realize that she was that spark, that person that allowed him to feel childlike wonder again.

And he might end up taking that effect she had on him for granted.

———————

The week (Name) was gone was hell for Kurapika. The kids misbehaved, the cats kept getting into trouble, and Leorio was too busy with college to help him most of the time.

But most of all, the thing that hurt Kurapika the most was the debilitating loneliness he felt with (Name)’s absence. He had gotten so used to her presence, that he could barely function when she wasn’t around. He stumbled through his routine, waking up early to feed the kids, working to find clues about the scarlet eyes or phantom troupe on his laptop, making lunch, going back to work, making dinner, then passing out after.

“You’re like a soggy cat!” Alluka said, watching as Kurapika slumped on the couch, his laptop on the coffee table. “You miss (Name) so much that you haven’t smiled or laughed once since she’s been gone! Not even at my puppet show.”

“Your puppet show was about the assassination of Abraham Lincoln.”

“I thought it was hilarious!” Killua chimed in, jumping over the couch to sit down next to Kurapika. “But she’s right, it hasn’t even been fun to tease you lately.”

Kurapika frowned at that, shutting his laptop. “It’s really none of your business how I feel. She’s important to me, of course I wouldn’t be frolicking around when she’s gone.”

Killua raised an eyebrow at the blonde. “Hey, she’s important to me too, but I can function on my own. I know she’ll be fine.”

“But what if she isn’t? Have you ever had someone you loved die? I worry that she could be in horrible danger every day…”

Killua went quiet, staring at Kurapika as if he wanted to say something, but couldn’t. “… she’ll be fine. I… I know she will be. She promised me she would never…”

He clamped his mouth shut, his eyes staring at the floor as Kurapika looked up from his laptop. “She promised you what?”

Killua shook his head and grabbed Alluka’s hand. “Nothing. Let’s go, we need to clean up our rooms before mom gets home.”

Kurapika had a sinking feeling that whatever Killua was talking about had something to do with the Chimera Ant Incident.

He would find out what happened eventually, but at what cost? Now, he didn’t know just how much damage the truth would cause.

They say curiosity killed the cat, and Kurapika had always been the curious type.

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It was 3 days before Christmas Eve, and (Name) was supposed to be home at any minute. There had been radio silence on her end the past two days, filling Kurapika with worry.

“What if she got hurt? Someone could have taken her phone and used it to say she’s fine before throwing it away!”

“Kurapika, she sent us a picture of herself two days ago.”

“… it could have been edited.”

Killua groaned, rolling his eyes. “She’s fine, blondie. You worry too much, she’s going to feel smothered by you.”

A knock at the door had them all jumping up. “Mom?” “Angel!” “Big sis?”

They ran to the door, Kurapika throwing it open to reveal (Name) behind it. Before they could all throw their arms around her, they noticed how she swayed slightly, the bags under her eyes now visible, along with the tired look on her face.

“I’m home… please… call Leorio…”

With that, she fell into Kurapika’s arms, the blonde neatly vomiting when he saw his hands coated in blood. There was a large patch of blood seeping through the back of her shirt.

Killua pulled Alluka away so she didn’t see, though he was panicking himself, he wanted to make sure his little sister didn’t have to see (Name) in this state. As he dialed Leorio’s number, Killua ushered Alluka to her room. “Go play on my switch, I’ll come get you in a minute, okay?”

Kurapika laid her on the couch, tearing off her shirt to reveal her bandages torso. When he turned her on her side, he spotted where the blood was coming from.

There seemed to be some kind of wound on her back, a fact that infuriated Kurapika. Someone attacked her while she had her back turned, and he hadn’t been there to watch over her. He felt utter shame and disgust at himself for being selfish the entire week, pouting over her absence while she was out risking her life to help others.

Leorio threw open the front door, his eyes scanning the room before he spotted (Name). Killua had crouched down next to her, tears running down his cheeks as he pushed her hair out of his face.

“(Name), Killua…”

The man kneeled down in front of her, his hand grazing over her wound. “Fuck, (Name), what happened to you?”

She shivered, sweat beading down her forehead as she struggled to speak. “Someone… who lost their family… took it out on me. He was angry… that I couldn’t… save them… I… didn’t press charges.”

Kurapika nearly crushed the coffee table with his grip. “He hurt you, (Name), why the hell did you let him get away like that? I don’t care who he lost, he doesn’t have the right to…”

He froze, a sudden chill running down his back. “He… didn’t have the right to hurt you. Not even if he was angry.”

Leorio held his hands over her back, focusing his nen on her injury as the group stayed quiet.

‘I’m a complete hypocrite. I’ve hurt her out of anger, for the sake of my anger… how can I even begin to lecture her?’

As Leorio worker his nen, her breathing slowed down. She finally relaxed once her wound healed up, giving them all a tired smile. “I’m sorry I took so long… I had so many plans for the Christmas season, but… I’m going you way too tired to do anything but rest the next few days…”

“No, no don’t you ever apologize for that, (Name). You’ve done more than enough.” Kurapika said, cupping her cheek. “This Christmas season has been the best I’ve ever had, all thanks to you.”

She sniffled, wiping away her tears before sitting up with Leorio’s help. “Thank you… I still want to cook a nice dinner for Christmas, it just… won’t be as grand as I hoped…”

Kurapika kissed her forehead, pulling her close. “As long as I have you, I don’t care. You’re all I need to be happy…”

She blushed, giving him a peck on his lips. “Could you help me upstairs? I don’t think I can do it myself…”

He nodded, scooping her up easily. “Of course. Come here, angel.”

Leorio and Killua watched as he carried her upstairs, before the man pulled Killua close. “Hey bud, she’s going to be okay. This isn’t like last time, you don’t have to worry.”

Killua was a mess, anxiety pulsing through his veins. “It’s hard… it’s hard not to worry. I can’t… I can’t lose her again. She’s my mom, I…”

Leorio patted his back. “I know, bud. I know…”

Kurapika placed (Name) on her bed, covering her up with her comforter. “Is that better, angel?”

She smiled, gently tugging at his sleeve. “It would be better if you were with me.”

She lifted the blanket, and he happily joined her, his cheeks turning pink as he buried his face into her neck. He felt just a little pathetic at how excited her got when he smelled her perfume again for the first time in a week, but that faded away when she nuzzled her nose against his.

“I’m so happy… that you stayed…”

Kurapika paused, his eyes widening a bit. “Did you… think I was going to leave while you were gone?”

She looked away for a moment, then nodded slightly. “… yes. I did.”

He felt hurt, but he couldn’t blame her for feeling the way she did. After his fight with Uvogin, he abandoned her as soon as he woke up, leaving her all alone. After that, he attempted to push her away, leading to their separation.

“I’ll never leave you… never…”

She sighed in contentment, giving him a soft kiss. “Thank you…”

The two fell asleep, the blonde keeping a protective hold over her, as if to protect her even if her dreams.

—————————

Christmas Eve arrived, and (Name) was finally feeling good enough to get to work. She delegated chores, giving Kurapika and Leorio the grocery list, then having Alluka and Killua tidy up the living room as she did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.

Before long, the house was sparkling clean. “This looks great guys, I’m sure Santa will be very happy when he comes down the chimney tonight!”

Alluka jumped up and down in joy, nearly spilling her hot chocolate. “I’m so excited, I can’t wait for Santa to come!”

Killua took her cup, laughing. “Well I can’t wait to open presents. Mom, we still get to open two each tonight, right?”

(Name) nodded, giving both of their foreheads a kiss. “Yep! Tonight we’ll eat dinners, open gifts, then bake cookies for Santa.”

She started cooking as soon as Leorio and Kurapika got back with groceries. Within a few hours, dinner was ready and the kids were getting restless. They all ate quickly, too excited to open presents and bake.

“Okay, we’ll open gifts youngest to oldest. Alluka, you’re up first.”

They kids opened their gifts, smiling. “Ooo, new hair clips! Thank you (Name)!”

Killua was too busy putting on his new shoes to try them out to speak, his face lit up light a Christmas tree. Kurapika frowned when (Name) handed him his present, remembering that he was younger than her.

“This is from me!”

She smiled, watching as he looked over the small box in his hands. “I also got you something to open tomorrow, so you have two gifts!”

Kurapika blushed at that. He had only gotten her the one gift, and now he felt a little bad that she wouldn’t have anything from him to open tomorrow. “Th-thank you, one gift would have been enough, I promise…”

He carefully unwrapped the paper, careful not to tear it. Once unwrapped, his eyes widened, his eyes going wide with shock.

“This… is an ornament made by the Kurta people…”

Tears fell down his cheeks as he lifted it from its packaging. “Yes, I found it while I was gone on my job. Some flesh collector was selling it, but I didn’t feel good giving someone like that money, so I stole it. You’re the rightful owner, after all. You can choose what to do with it.”

He held the little ornament in the air, watching the gold paint glitter in the light. When he turned it around, he nearly dropped it in surprise.

“Oh my god…”

‘Pairo, 4’ was written in Kurtan on the back, confirming that it was a genuine Kurta ornament, but also made by Kurapika’s childhood friend. He couldn’t contain his sobs, holding the little trinket to his chest.

“Pika…”

(Name) wrapped her arms around him, letting the blonde cry into her chest. “Thank you… you don’t understand what you’ve given me, (Name)… I couldn’t ask for a better gift…”

Once he was okay enough to let her go, (Name) opened her gifts from Alluka, Leorio, and Killua.

Alluka got her new fuzzy socks with her favorite Sanrio character on them, Killua got her a gift card to her favorite restaurant, and Leorio got her a plush of her favorite anime character. She hugged them all, giggling as she placed all of her gifts in a small basket that she would carry upstairs. “These are amazing, thank you so much!”

Killua hugged her tightly, then looked away shyly. “I have another gift for you…”

(Name) tilted her head as Killua reached behind the Christmas tree, hanging her a gift bag. “Open it.”

She opened the bag, pulling her present out of the bag and looking at it, tears ending at corner of her eyes as she pulled him into a hug. “Oh, Killua…”

She held a mug in her hand, that had the words “World’s Best Mom” on the front. “You really are the best mom… you kind of… saved me.”

(Name) choked up, giving his forehead a kiss. “No, baby, you saved me.”

After a long hug, Killua squirmed away to stand off to the side, his face red. Expressing gratitude and love wasn’t easy for him, and (Name) knew that. “Okay, Leorio it’s your turn!”

(Name) handed him a gift, smiling. “This one is from Killua and Alluka!”

“Ahh, thanks guys. You didn’t have to get me anything.”

He took the wrapped present, holding it in his hands with barely contained excitement. Leorio was almost more into unwrapping presents than Killua and Alluka were.

He unwrapped it quickly and held up a blue tshirt with white lettering on it. It read “Med School Student”.

“It’s awful, I love it.”

Leorio pulled off the sweater he had on and put the tshirt on in its place. It was a little tight, clinging to his pectoral muscles, but it fit well enough. “Oh wow, you really are a stud!”

The group laughed, and they all gathered in the kitchen to make cookies for Santa. Alluka helped make the dough with (Name) as the boys mixed the icing. Kurapika, who seemed to be clumsy any time he tried to impress (Name), was forced to wash the cookie cutters instead.

“I don’t think there’s any way I could mess up icing…” Kurapika mumbled, drying off the icing. (Name) leaned over to kiss his cheek.

“Mmm, don’t jinx us, Pika.”

His cheeks flushed at her affection, causing him to lean into her. “I think I’ll be okay if I get another kiss.”

“Oh really?”

She laughed, pulling him in for a kiss, her lips tasting like sugar cookies. He wrapped his arms around her, letting his tongue flick out to taste her. “Mmph-! Okay Pika, that’s enough. The kids are right there,” she whispered, pulling away.

(Name) and Alluka laid out the dough, and with some help from the others, they made cookies. It was a lot of fun, and even though they all ended up covered in flour and dough, they all laughed. “I’m glad I didn’t have you all change into the matching pajamas yet, that would have been a disaster!”

She helped clean off Alluka and Killua’s faces before putting the cookies in the oven. “There we go, let’s get this mess cleaned up while they cook.

(Name) stood at the counter, wiping it down. It wasn’t every day she allowed her friends to help her this much, and she was realizing just how much easier life was when she let them take a bit of the weight off her shoulders. Instead of taking an hour to clean up the mess, it only took 10 minutes, the cookies being done right when they got done.

“Okay, they’ll need to cook off for a few minutes.”

Kurapika nodded, looking over their little cookies. Some were a bit lopsided and crooked, but he adored each and every one of them. He tried not to laugh at Leorio’s crude attempt at making a stethoscope. It looked more like the head of an elephant, but Leorio still seemed proud. “Oh, my cookie came out good!”

After they cooled down, everyone decorated and ate cookies. (Name) snatched up a few to keep for “Santa” before they could be devoured. “Alright guys, don’t forget who we made this for!”

She pinched Nanika and Killua’s cheek. Nanika was more of the artistic type, while Alluka preferred baking over decorating. “Sorry mama, they’re good!”

Kurapika sat, hunched over his own cookies. (Name) attempted to peek over his shoulder, but she was quickly swatted away. “Hey, no peeking, and get out of the light!”

(Name) snickered. “Oh my, so sorry Kurapika.”

She moved on to look at Leorio’s cookies, humming softly. “It’s… unique.”

“It’s ugly.”

“No, no it’s not!”

Leorio looked over his attempt at a stethoscope. They didn’t have silver so he had to use green, making it look more like a tree with vines than a stethoscope. “It’s cute, and it looks tasty.”

Kurapika cleared his throat to catch (Name)’s attention, and she smiled softly. “Can I see them now?”

He nodded, holding out the plate for her inspection. It was two gingerbread men, one with yellow hair and the other with (h/c) hair. “I uh… I made us. And we’re holding hands…”

She blushed, her fingers tips grazing the Kurapika cookie. “This is too cute…”

A phone was whipped out of her pocket in a split second, Kurapika blinking when she neatly blinded him with the flash. “There, now we can eat them!”

After they all feasted on cookies, they all slumped on the couch. (Name) was sitting on Kurapika’s lap, the blond rubbing circles into her tummy. “Ughh I think I ate too many cookies.”

He hummed softly, and at the moment he reminded her of a satisfied cat. His hands kneaded at her soft flesh as he held her close, his face buried in her neck.

“Mom can you make him stop? I’m gonna get sick,” Killua said with a groan. He was sprawled out on the floor as Alluka patted his back.

“Don’t be mean, Killua. He’s helping me feel better.”

She sighed, getting comfortable in Kurapika’s lap before selecting a Christmas movie for them to watch before they went to bed. Occasionally Leorio leaned closer to the two, getting some snuggles from (Name) before she was pulled back into Kurapika’s embrace. “Stingy!”

Kurapika stuck his tongue out at Leorio. “Maybe, but I’m stingy with what’s mine.”

(Name) blushed, her face buried in his shoulder. Was she really his? He wanted her to belong with him and stay by his side?

All she could hope is that he was hers too, and that he would stick by her as well.

The Christmas movie ended, and Leorio carried the kids to their rooms as they snored. “You two go ahead to bed, I’ll handle the Santa duties.”

(Name) kissed his cheek. “Thank you, Leorio. I’m so tired…”

“I figured, you still haven’t fully recovered.”

Kurapika held onto her hand as they walked upstairs. She put on a good show for the kiddos, but Leorio and Kurapika could see the exhaustion in her eyes. “Let’s get tucked in, angel. You need your rest.”

The two snuggled in bed. Ever since they had sex, Kurapika had been finding his way to her bed. Sometimes he slept in his own room due to staying up late for research, and then (Name) would wake up with him in her arms.

As she drifted off, she felt him give her forehead a kiss. “Merry Christmas, angel.”

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Kurapika woke up to an empty bed, bus first reaction being to panic. The blonde patted the empty spot before his eyes shot open and his chest began to heave. “(Name)? Angel, where are you?”

Usually his grip on her meant they woke up together because she couldn’t get out of bed without waking him, but he had turned over in the night.

Although he knew that she was probably just downstairs, he couldn’t help the panic that set in. He had lost so many people, it was part of the reason he was so clingy. He couldn’t lose her, he refused to.

“Pika? Were you calling?”

(Name) peeked in the door, still wearing her pajamas that matched his own. “Angel…”

Kurapika stumbled forward, holding her face in his hands so he could pepper kisses into her face. “Please, if you leave the bed, wake and inform me before you go… I worry.”

She smiled, feeling her body melt under his touch. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to wake you up so early. I was just making a Christmas breakfast…”

He stared at her, the harsh, terrified shade of scarlet fading to the one only she got to see. “Let me help. I’m good with breakfast foods.”

The two made a heaping amount of pancakes, eggs, and bacon, and once the smell wafted through the house, everyone left their rooms.

Leorio rose from the couch, wiping the drool from his face. “Mmm… I think I was dreaming about your pancakes, (Name).”

She giggled. “Maybe! Come on, let’s eat so the kids can open their presents! I think I see a few more under the tree…”

Alluka gasped, running over to the plate of cookies, seeing that Leorio Santa had taken bites out of a few cookies, beheading the Kurapika cookie. Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched at the sight. “Was that necessary?”

Alluka huffed. “Hey, don’t question Santa! He might have thought your head looked tasty!”

Kurapika rubbed his temple. “Sure, sure…”

Killua snickered before stuffing his face with another bite of pancakes.

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After breakfast, (Name) pulled presents out from under the tree, placing them in piles in front of each person. Kurapika was surprised to see he had quite a few wrapped. “Where did all of these come from?”

(Name) smiled. “Gon and Melody sent you a gift in the mail, and the rest are from Alluka, Killua, and Leorio.”

Kurapika felt so loved in the moment. Since he had lost his clan, he rarely got many presents for his birthday or Christmas. The gift he got from (Name) on his birthday two years ago had been the first gift he received in years.

He had come so far, now surrounded by friends that appreciated and cared for him. “Alright everyone, you can start opening presents in 3, 2, 1!”

They began opening their gifts, Kurapika staring for a minute before he followed suit.

By the end of the session, Kurapika had a brand new pair of shoes from Leorio, a nice hair care kit from Alluka, a new book from Killua, a pair of heavy duty sunglasses from Gon, and a pastel pink scarf from Melody.

Kurapika looked so proud of his gifts, showing them off to (Name) before tucking them away safely in his room.

When he got back downstairs, (Name) smiled. “You have one more from me, Pika.”

He looked up before looking back at his gift. “You’re too kind, (Name)…”

He tore off the wrapping, tilting his head. “What is this?”

She giggled. “It’s a switch, a handheld game! You can play with friends across the world. You have a few games on it, so why don’t you let Killua and Alluka help you out?”

Kurapika nodded. “Ah, this is like the gameboys Pairo and I would see in magazines. Oh!”

He looked in wonder as he turned it on, and (Name) left him, Killua and Alluka taking over teaching him. By the time Leorio and (Name) finished with throwing away all of the wrapping paper, they had all started playing Minecraft with Gon.

“(Name) look, I’ve made a house!”

She peeked over Kurapika’s shoulder. “Wow, you really have!”

The day was spent with the adults laying around and watching movies or playing on their new game systems, while the kids ran around outside with their new toys.

Killua got a new skateboard and dirt bike, which he rode through the forest with Alluka clinging to his bike. “You sure they’ll be fine?” Kurapika asked, not looking up from his switch.

“They’ll be fine enough.”

By the end of the day, everyone was relaxing by the fire, sipping hot chocolate as they watched another Christmas movie. Kurapika kept a hand on her thigh, smiling. “I think this has been the best winter season I’ve had since…”

He didn’t have to finish his sentence, she knew what he meant. (Name) took his hand, planting a kiss on it. “I’m glad. You deserve to be happy.”

As she snuggled up to him, her pajama pants leg rode up a little, revealing she still had a few healing scratches and scrapes from when they went ice skating a few weeks ago. “(Name), why haven’t healed those up? I can’t imagine they’re comfortable.”

She set her hot chocolate down, Leorio and Kurapika freezing in their spots. With a sigh, she rolled her pants back down. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the Chimera Ant incident by now.”

Kurapika felt his heart race. Was finally she going to tell him what happened now?

(Name) looked like she was choosing her next words carefully, her face concentrated in though. “Well… during that incident, I… lost my ability to heal myself. I… don’t want to talk about it, but I’ll say one thing. It was… in exchange for… something… at least that’s my theory.”

Kurapika was a little bit disappointed by how little information he got, but he was still concerned to hear she had lost the power to heal herself. When he thought about it, she had relied on Leorio to heal her wound. ‘I should have realized sooner… what if she got hurt, and I didn’t know she couldn’t heal herself?’

He was glad to know this information, because it would mean he’d be more prepared and able to keep her safe. If he knew her weaknesses, he could plan around them. “I see…”

Kurapika didn’t push the subject. He could see the topic made everyone but him and Alluka uncomfortable.

As they got in bed that night, (Name) stared down at her leg, remembering the events of the Chimera Ant Incident.

‘I can’t let him know, it would break him…’

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part 29

part 30

A/N: I completely forgot to include the scene where Kurapika gives reader her gift, so I decided to do that and a little extra!

warnings: pussy eating, soft sex, cockwarming, semi-public sex, angst, Kurapika gets jealous really easy😭😭

After watching movies with the group on Christmas night, Kurapika and (Name) headed upstairs. The blonde had been much too nervous to give her his gift in front of everyone, so instead he waited until they went to bed. He brought her to his room, looking at her shyly.

“(Name), I want to give you your gift now…” he said, a soft smile on his face. (Name) looked up as he sat her on his bed, watching as he reached for the top shelf on his closet.

He grabbed a black bag, his cheeks turning pink as he pulled out a little black box. “Here…”

Kurapika handed the box to her, his eyes soft. She gave him a glance before she opened. “Oh, Pika…”

Inside the box was a golden ring, with a ruby and sapphire shaped into a heart. It glittered and gleamed, making her jaw drop. “Kurapika Kurta, how expensive was this? You didn’t have t-“

Kurapika silenced her by taking the box, pulling the ring out. “I did have to. This ring represents us and our care for each other. You’re important to me, more important than you could ever know. I… want to be with you.”

She teared up, offering him her hand. Kurapika smiled, placing it on her pointer finger. “One day, I hope to put one on your ring finger and make you my wife. But for now, I hope that this is enough…”

Although the ring came with no guarantee of a label on their relationship, she knew for sure it was more than just friendship or friends with benefits.

“Pika… this isn’t a proposal, is it?”

Although (Name) loved him, they hadn’t even started dating or established a label to what they were, she wasn’t ready to marry him.

A proposal had been the plan his inebriated mind had thought of when he bought the ring at the mall nearly a month ago, but thankfully Kurapika came up with something different. Kurapika was sure he’d marry her one day, but he knew she might be scared off if he acted too quickly.

“N-no, it’s not a proposal, it’s just… a promise. I’m promising you that I’ll only have eyes for you, that you will be my one and only…”

She tried to smile, but could only stare at him. “… your one and only? And by that, you mean..?”

“Th-the one I want…”

He was getting nervous, and she didn’t want to push him. If he wasn’t ready to put a label on their love, that was okay for now. (Name) wasn’t very patient after all, but for him she was trying. “Okay, Kurapika. I’ll hold you to that.”

The ring was truly beautiful, and it made her feel a little nervous to think about how much it cost. She also wondered how exactly he knew her ring size, because it fit her perfectly.

“Do you… like it?”

He was blushing intensely, his face almost as red as his scarlet eyes. (Name) couldn’t help but giggle, cupping his cheeks. “I love it. It’s an amazing Christmas present.”

She peppered his cheeks in kisses, causing the blonde to melt with her touch. He was putty in her hands, she could kiss and touch him in whatever way she wanted, and it would make him beg for more.

“I love you, Kurapika…”

His cheek nestled against the palm of her hand as he took in all of her affection and love, letting her play with his hair. She only paused for a moment when he didn’t say it back, still feeling a little disappointed.

Kurapika made it up to her by laying his head on her lap, kissing her thighs. “Wanna… make you feel good. Please.”

It was a little surprising just how needy he’d gotten for her pussy with just having sex twice. Kurapika was already tugging her pants off, looking up with those hazy scarlet eyes. “Please?”

She giggled, opening her legs a little so he could see the wet spot forming on her panties. “Is this what you wanted, Pika?”

He breath hitched, and he could only lean forward to press a kiss on her panties, gently lapping at the juices seeping through. She whined softly as he opened her thighs further, sucking at her clit through the thin fabric of her underwear.

“Mmph, Pika, y-you can take them off-“

He wasn’t listening, his eyes closed as he tongued her hole through her panties, holding onto her thighs as he soaked them with his spit.

She whimpered, lightly tugging at his hair. It felt good, but with her hips bucking and the way she was wiggling to try and get his tongue inside of her, it was clear to Kurapika that his angel needed him.

He pushed her panties to the side, too needy to tug them off completely. His immediately went to her clit, giving it lick after lick before latching on, suckling softly as his fingers pumped in and out of her.

Kurapika could spend all day between her legs if she let him. The taste of her pussy was something he could become addicted to if he wasn’t careful.

Nearly an hour passed by, orgasm after orgasm being drawn out of her pretty pussy until she was pushing at his head. “T-too much!”

He glanced up at her for a second, rubbing soothing circles into her thighs. “Shh, you can take one more, be a good girl and behave for me.”

Kurapika sucked on the fat of her thighs, his fingers pumping in and out of her wet cunt. “Almost there, just a little more angel.”

And with one final orgasm, he finally pulled his head away from her pussy, giving her thighs soft kisses. “There, that wasn’t so bad was it? Such a good girl for me…”

She was a panting mess, her thighs sticky and her forehead covered in sweat. He felt giddy, proud that he could make her feel so good.

“Let’s get some rest, (Name).”

He pulled her into his arms, tucking them both away under his comforter for some snuggles as they fell asleep.

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“So, are you in?”

Kurapika and (Name) glanced at each other. After being rudely awoken by Leorio bursting into Kurapika’s room. “No.”

Leorio scowled at Kurapika’s answer, walking over. “I wasn’t asking you, I was asking (Name).”

“No.”

“Pika, stop it.”

The blonde pouted, hiding his face away in (Name)’s face. “Ehem. Leorio, I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I don’t know if I’d get a babysitter in time for the kids.”

“What about Dia? She loves you, I’m sure she would babysit them!”

“She’s also an adult and it’s on New Year’s.”

Leorio crossed his arms, pouting along with Kurapika. “Oh come on, you can at least ask her! How am I supposed to throw a New Year’s party without my sunshine?”

She smiled at the pet name, rolling her eyes. “Oh, don’t try to sweet talk me, Leorio. I’ll ask her, but if she says no-“

Kurapika wrapped his arms around her, his face squishing against her breasts. “I don’t want you going…”

She sighed, playing with his hair. “Kurapika… you’re such a brat. Why don’t you just come with me?”

“Because if I wanted to hang around a bunch of drunk college students, I would have went to college.”

(Name) patted his head. Leorio had invited her to his apartment for a New Year’s Eve party. He would be inviting some of his college friends, which consisted of only men that were in his major. Leorio wasn’t bad with women, but he also wasn’t great with them, (Name) being the only female friend he had.

“Oh? So you’re not going?”

“Yeah, and you’re not going either, (Name).”

On the night of New Year’s Eve, the mom van pulled up to Leorio’s apartment. Kurapika got out of the car, opening the door and helping (Name) out.

“So much for not coming, Pika,” she teased, watching as he buttoned up her coat. “And what is this about?”

“College students are perverts. Stay near me, and don’t take a drink from anyone.”

“Kurapika, I don’t think Leorio would be friends with any creeps.”

“You never know, (Name).”

She rolled her eyes, holding onto his hand as he helped her up the stairs. They were a little icy, so he kept a hold on her, watching her feet to make sure she didn’t slip.

“Damn it Leorio, he should have scraped these or… something.”

“Kurapika Kurta, you expect him to scrape the ice off of all these stairs just for me?”

“… I would have done it.”

She felt her cheeks warm up as a smile stretched across her face. “Oh? What a sweetheart.”

He melted under her praise, nearly slipping himself as she smiled at him so brightly. “Careful, you’ll trip!”

They waited outside Leorio’s apartment, huddled together for warmth. “Why the hell is he taking so long? Are you holding? Do you want my c-“

The door swung open, revealing Leorio. He was wearing the shirt Killua and Alluka got him for Christmas. “Hey there stud, how’s the party going?”

Leorio blushed at (Name)’s words, laughing nervously. “Well… it’s going.”

They walked in to see a few men sitting on the couch, some playing Magic the Gathering or watching TV. Kurapika snickered to himself. “I didn’t know all your friends were nerds, Leorio.”

(Name) raised an eyebrow in Kurapika’s direction. “Kurapika, I know you aren’t talking. Just a few days ago you went on a rant about history and how it’s been misrepresented in the media. These are your people.”

Kurapika huffed, crossing his arms. She had a point though, Kurapika wasn’t exactly the popular type, besides being handsome. Or pretty, some people seemed to assume he was a woman upon first meeting.

Speaking of…

“Hey, welcome ladies! I thought this party was going to be a total sausage-fest!”

Kurapika scowled, but was calmed down by a gentle caress from (Name). “Oh, Kurapika isn’t a girl. He’s my…”

She thought for a second, glancing at the blonde for a moment. What were they exactly?

“He’s my… date for the night.”

The hesitation in her voice was like a punch in the gut. Although he was the one that hadn’t put a label on anything, a part of him wish she would call him her boyfriend.

But he couldn’t even call her his girlfriend, so he couldn’t get upset.

“I see… well, come sit with us! We just started a new game.”

(Name) was placed between two men, who immediately began explaining the game to her, letting her look at their cards. She seemed to be having fun, but the men were a bit too friendly for Kurapika’s liking.

“(Name).”

He pushed one of the men out of the way, sitting down and pulling her into his lap. “Let me see your cards, maybe I can help.”

“Oh, yeah you’re really smart, I’m sure you can come up with some sort of strategy!”

Kurapika kept a protective arm around her body, his chin resting on her shoulder as he guided her through the game.

Eventually, the others left to grab some drinks from the kitchen, leaving the two alone.

Kurapika gently caressed her hip, his chin resting on her shoulder. “You know, I never thought I was the type to get jealous before I met you.”

She was confused on what he meant, until his hand slipped under her skirt, moving her panties to the side. “K-Kurapika, you can’t-“

Her face went hot when she felt him slip in, barely covering a moan with her hand. “Shh, angel… you don’t want anyone to hear you, do you?”

She panted softly, trying to wiggle and move her hips for some friction, but only earning a squeeze to her thigh. “Angel… calm yourself, shh…”

The others returned, and Leorio was the first to notice her flustered state. “(Name)? You alright? You look like you might be running a fever…”

He leaned over to feel her forehead, and Kurapika seemed to tighten his grip around her body. Leorio was touching her while Kurapika’s cock was nestled inside of her, it felt naughty!

“I-I’m fine! Just… just a little hot…”

Leorio nodded slowly, watching as the blonde flared at him darkly. “I’ll… get you a drink then.”

The game continued, and she was barely able to focus with him twitching inside of her wet heat. Kurapika wasn’t doing so hot either, having to bury his face in her shoulder to keep himself from groaning. He was acting a bit cocky, but inside, all he felt was pure bliss at being able to nestle his cock inside of her like this. She was so warm, and getting to be this intimate with her felt like a dream come true.

As the cock ticked closer to midnight, the blonde tugged a blanket over the two, allowing his hand to slip under her skirt and play with her pussy undetected.

The way her cunt squeezed around him from the pleasure he was giving her made him bite his lip. “Oh, angel…” he choked out.

Leorio glanced at the blonde, raising an eyebrow. “Did you say something, Kurapika?”

The blonde’s cheeks turned bright red, and he stuttered out a quick reply. “N-no… just… just yawned. It’s getting pretty late.”

The taller man knew something fishy was going on, but decided to let it go to spare (Name) any embarrassment. “Yeah… it’s almost midnight.”

As the clock continued to tick forward, the two could feel themselves reaching their limit. Kurapika’s assault on her clit was making the poor girl writhe in his lap, only spurring him on to move his fingers faster. “Are you close, angel?”

His hushed words made her back arch, the feeling of his warm breath on her neck enough to make her pussy clench around him. “S.. so close…”

“Me too…”

(Name) nearly yelped when he lifted her hips and brought her back down on his cock. “P-Pika, they’ll see..!”

“Let them see, then they’ll know who you belong to.”

She felt her face get hot. Kurapika said he had gotten jealous, but she didn’t know how badly it had affected him. The way he fucked into her made her see stars and she was barely able to keep the blanket over them.

Thankfully, the others were either too drunk or two focused on the countdown to care. Even Leorio was busy, laughing as he chatted with one of the men there.

It was nearly midnight, and the countdown had started. She felt his cock slam into her, unable to take it. Thankfully, he was able to pull her in for a kiss just as she let out a whiny moan, muffling her sounds with his lips.

When the clock struck midnight, the two came together, their bodies trembling as Kurapika continued to ride his eyes, filling her wet cunt with his seed.

“And it’s midnight! Ooo, looks like someone got their New Years kiss!”

The two were too spent to even respond to Leorio, just resting in each other’s arms as they recovered from their orgasms.

“Are you alright, angel? Can I get you anything?” Kurapika asked, cupping her cheek gently.

“Don’t think you could… would make a mess…”

He blushed, realizing that if he did get up, his cum might leak everywhere.

For some reason, that made him more uneasy than embarrassed. He placed a hand over her chubby tummy, rubbing it lightly as he imagined his seed taking root in her womb. He was thinking of it again, creating a family, the new Kurta clan through her.

As the other party goers left to go home, Kurapika rested his chin on her shoulder, continuing his soft rubbing motion. Would he ever be able to settle down with her, have a family? What about his revenge? His clan?

His anger?

He never wanted to let his anger and hatred slip away, and deep inside of him, he knew that because of this, he would never be able to give (Name) the life she deserved as long as he held onto it.

It was selfish of him, really, to hold onto her like this when he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep her forever. He wanted it, desperately, with his entire being, but some old dogs can’t learn new tricks.

(Name) seemed so content, resting her head on his chest as she dozed off. She was cute like this really, when she trusted him with her body, with her life. Human beings were such fragile creatures really, with such short lives.

Was he wasting hers by being selfish? Right now, she could be in the arms of someone that would give her the world and more, that would give up anything and everything to stay by her side.

And yet here he was, holding onto her for dear life, tears trailing down his cheeks as he placed shaky kissed into her temple and cheeks.

‘I love you… I love you so much, I’m so sorry… everything I’ve loved, I’ve lost. I…’

He gently brushed some of her hair from her face, gently rocking her in his arms. “Goodnight, (Name).”

Kurapika laid down with her, his cock being kept warm inside of her.

“Sweet dreams, my angel.”

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warnings: this fic contains nsfw content, along with reader having thoughts of suicide at some points. also reader is stated to be chubby/not thin several times in this fic

summary: Kurapika has been gone from (Name)’s life for nearly two years, and when he’s forced to rely on her after getting hurt, he realizes that sooner or later he’ll need to address these lustful feelings he has for her. Will he push her away for her own good, or give into his feelings and become a better man for her? Only time will tell.

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pt 31

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A/N: sorry this took so long. There will be a 32.5 chapter next to celebrate Kurapika’s birthday.

warning: death, misogyny

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As (Name) got ready to fight, the sound of whimpering and scraping filled the small enclosed space, making her wince. Before she could say anything, something started to crawl into the little guy from the middle of the tunnel.

“Oh my god.”

A centaur-like chimera ant led two human beings on leashes, forcing them to walk on their hands and knees. “Keep it down, you two.”

The ant pulled on their leashes, causing the poor men to choke. “Who are you guys? How dare you intrude on my turf?”

“Help… please help us!” one of the unfortunate men called out, tears running down his face. (Name) began to walk forward, but her arm was caught by Kite. He gave her a stern yet sympathetic look before letting her go. She bit her lip, staying in her spot.

“Stop talking Spot! You’re just a dog!”

(Name)’s eyes went wide with shock as the ant stomped on the man’s head, killing him instantly. Could she have saved him if she acted? “Oops, didn’t mean to do that. Oh well, I’m getting bored with these guys. Guess I’ll get rid of Rover, too.”

The surviving man panicked, trying his best to act like a pathetic, begging dog. It was a desperate attempt at survival, one that was in vain. “When you beg like that, I just want to kill you more.”

“STOP IT!”

Kite caught Gon’s arm this time as the boy lunged, causing him to look back. “Don’t move carelessly. There’s more than one enemy. They want you to rush over.”

Two more ants walked out of the separate caves, cackling as the centaur ended the other man’s life. Gon and (Name) looked away, which caused them to be scolded by Kite.

“Don’t look away! If they shoot a projectile your way, you won’t be able to see it.”

The two nodded slowly, and (Name) lightly brushed her hand against Gon’s, an attempt at comfort. It was her way of saying they were in this together, and that she understood. It wasn’t much, but his heartbeat did calm down slightly, and he couldn’t help but spare her a thankful glance.

“I’ve got it. You three will be my new dogs.”

(Name) tilted her head as the centaur ant the pointed to her. “And you? You will be my mate.”

The entire room went quiet, (Name) blinking rapidly, looking back at forth at the ant, Kite, Killua, and Gon. “Did… did I hear that correctly?”

Killua and Gon stood there in shock, looking both disgusted and angry at the same time. Kite looked as calm and collected as always, but he seemed slightly tense in his shoulders, as if he were holding himself back. “Chimera ants have always been aggressive, but it seems consuming malicious humans has made them even more evil.”

“H-huh? What do you mean?” Gon asked, still recovering from the chimera ant’s words. He hated that (Name) had been signaled out and disrespected. It only fueled his anger and resentment towards the creatures.

“Phagogenesis.” Killua answered.

“If we don’t deal with them here, many more will die!” Kite exclaimed. In response to his words, their auras spiked as they got ready to battle.

“Capture them!” the centaur ant ordered the other ants with a point of his finger, causing them to launch forward.

“I’ll take the one in the back. You boys will have to deal with the two rushing us. (Name) you’ll provide support, be ready to use your ability when needed.”

(Name) sighed in relief, then paused for a second to turn and look at Kite. She wanted to fight too, but she wouldn’t disobey him. There was most likely a very good reason he was making her stay back, either for her own well being, or for the boys’.

“Right!”

“Got it!

“Do not hesitate. You must fight to kill.”

As the two ran to fight the ants, Kite and (Name) stayed behind, staring down the centaur ant in front of them. It looked at her hungrily, licking its lips and chuckling under its breath. (Name) tried not to forget Kite’s words and kept a good eye on the beast, even when it grinned and purred lowly, biting its lip as it looked her up and down.

She was just glad the boys were there to see the way it looked at her, it grossed her out and was plainly disrespectful. Kite didn’t say anything, but stayed within an inch of her, his hip nearly touching hers. It was reassuring, a way for him to say he would protect her if needed.

“A lesson for you, (Name).” Kite said softly, his eyes trained on the ant. “A cocky opponent will let down their guard in front of someone they perceive as weak. Sometimes using your own weakness to your advantage is a good way to win a fight against someone that may be stronger than you.”

The ant watched as (Name) and Kite talked quietly, the two never looking away from it as they whispered back in forth. The creature sighed, cracking its neck in boredom.

“Hey. We should get started soon.”

Kite waves his hand dismissively. “Wait a little longer.”

“Screw that! You don’t have a choice in the matter,” it licked its lip, glancing between the two. “Now entertain me.”

“Very well.”

As Kite’s aura rose, (Name) darted to the left. The ant paid her no mind, focusing on the threat in front of him. She used this opportunity to go over to Killua, who had been injured during his fight.

(Name) approached him, crouching down to his level. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, the poison can’t-“

“Poison!?”

Killua groaned as she fussed over him, lifting up the back of his shirt. “Killua, does it not hurt? I’ll heal it, don’t worry.”

She placed her hand over the wound, closing her eyes in concentration. “It’ll feel better soon.”

He softened ever so slightly. (Name) was probably the only person that ever truly worried over him, that considered him a child. Gon cared about him sure, but he knew what Killua could and couldn’t take and didn’t worry.

But she worried regardless. When he was hurt, she wanted to make it better. As the wound stitched itself back together, he reached out and held her free hand. “Thanks, (Name).”

She smiled in reply, handing him a granola bar once it was healed. “Here, when I heal a wound it uses your stamina. Your stamina specifically is pretty high, but eating a snack will make sure you stay energetic.”

He took it, unwrapping the bar before taking a big bite. “Mmph… weird, I didn’t think I was that hungry…”

After devouring the bar, Killua joined the others, (Name) following behind him. “Oh it’s him!”

“The thing that shot us!”

Kite, having already defeated his enemy, had his nen activated. “I got a slot machine in my mouth! It goes from 1 to 9. Each number summons a different weapon. This is my Crazy Shot! Don’t forget the name!”

“Just go away…” Kite said, the weapon disappearing.

(Name) healed Gon’s wounds as the others talked, giving him a granola bar as well.

———————

As they made their way out of the cave, Kite continued to speak. (Name) didn’t pay much attention, too busy sorting through her backpack and trying to calm her nerves.

“Let’s hurry, the nest is close.”

That caught her attention.

The forest was dark, all of the animals had gone silent. It felt tense, especially when Gon looked to be on high alert. Usually, when Gon was tense, that meant something was about to happen. After all, his instincts were incredibly sharp.

Killua looked on guard as well, glancing between the gaps in the canopy. He stood close to (Name) as Kite sighed. “We’re surrounded.”

(Name) froze, the only part of her body that moved was her eyes. She searches the tree line for any movement, but it was too dark for her eyes to see.

“Their numbers are great.”

The bushes next to them exploded, along with things falling from the sky. They all landed in front of the four. “Now, then… let’s decide order and methodology. As for our targets, you have three choices. One..”

(Name) reached for Killua’s hand, trying to comfort herself more than him.

“Decide the order in which you will fight. Two, attempt to escape. Three, give up and let us capture you. If you choose option one, you will fight one-on-one battles with us for a chance to survive. I don’t recommend the second option. You’ll anger us, resulting in a brutal capture and prolonged suffering for all of you. Option three is out of the question. That would anger us even more than option two. So, what will you do?”

She felt like she was being leered at again. Each creature stared at her, licking their lips and making strange sounds.

Gon frowned. He was still feeling angry from the disrespect (Name) faced earlier, and from all of the death and pain those creatures had caused. “Kite.”

“We couldn’t have asked for a better deal. One-on-one fights with their Captains. We’ll start with whoever is prepared to fight.”

Killua stepped forward, in front of (Name). “I’ll go.”

“No I will!” Gon said, and the two immediately faced each other to play rock paper scissors. Gon was the Victor.

“Okay, I’m going first!”

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After Killua and Gon's fight, Kite pushed name to the front. "She'll be going next."

Killa froze, his hand shooting out to grab her arm.

"Wait, I can go again. She doesn't need to-"

"She's going, that's final."

His words left no room to argue. Killua let go of (Name) hesitantly, a slight shake in his hand for a split second before he was able to hide it.

... Killua, I'll be okay. I've been training too, remember?"

She handed him her backpack, taking a deep breath.

"Watch that for me, okay?"

The other chimera ants chittered and laughed as her opponent stepped forward. The creature was tall, looking like a large, muscular moth with brown wings. It stared down are her, it’s shadow covering her completely. “This is who I get to fight? She’s the size of a baby bear. I could crush her with one hand.”

“Did… did you just compare me to a bear?”

The ant attempted to reach its massive hand out to crush her head, but she dodged to the side. “H-hey, we haven’t started fighting y-“

The ant kneed her in the stomach, sending her flying in the opposite direction. “(Name)!”

Killua began to run forward to go and help her, but was pulled back by the collar of his shirt. “Don’t. You’ll only provoke the rest of them and make (Name) lose focus.”

The boy growled, planting his feet on the ground. He watched as she slowly got back up as the massive chimera ant approached her. “Done already? And after those two children showed you up. How pathetic.”

She wiped the blood from her mouth silently, her aura spiking. “Huh, it really does take just a single touch.”

The ant blinked in confusion as its comrades watched on in horror. The leg it used to kick her was withering away, the pain only now catching up to it. “W-what did you do to me!?”

It tried to rush her, but fell as the effect spread, causing him to fall as his legs became nothing but ash. She easily stepped out of its range. “I’m just speeding up what would have happened to you anyways. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust as they say.”

With that, her fight was over. As she joined the others, Gon and Killua stared on in awe and a bit of fear. “(Name), that was-“

“Scary.” Killua finished Gon’s sentence.

She smiled tiredly, sitting down. “Yeah, it’s something Kite suggested I try. Took a lot out of me and I had to get pretty close to my enemy to use it, but I think I can train myself to eventually have more control over it. Maybe I can even eventually use it from a distance someday!”

Kite walked forward, summoning his weapon as the others chatted.

“That’s enough… it’s my turn!”

The frog like ant stepped forward as Crazy Slots rolled a 2. “Two, huh? Damn, bad spin.”

A scythe appeared in his hands, the blade so long it nearly wrapped around him.

“Killua, (Name)…”

“That scythe is nasty.”

“Gon, Killua, (Name). In three seconds, jump up.”

And they did, all three of them leaping into the air and barely missing the attack that wiped out the entire group of chimera ants.

“Be cautious as we advance. As I mentioned, that won’t be enough to kill them immediately. Are you okay?”

“Huh?”

“It’s only getting worse from here. If you start to sympathize with the enemy, you won’t be able to handle what’s coming.”

“Im fine. I have no sympathy for bugs that call each other trash.”

Kite, Gon, (Nams), and Killga headed towards the Chimera Ant Queen’s castle to prevent the king’s birth.

————————

They continued their journey, (Name) struggling a little to keep up after using her ability. She absentmindedly munched on a granola bar, Killua staying back a little to keep an eye on her.

They all stopped when Kite did, waiting for him to speak. “We’re being followed.”

They quickly turned around. “Not from there.”

He looked up, frowning. “There’s quite a number of them.”

Several Chimera ants flew in the air, one more humanoid than the rest. The four now raced through the trees, Killua seemingly angry at how clueless he had been.

“They’re coming from the left and the right. Keep up your guard.” Kite informed them just as a dragonfly like chimera ant flew towards them. The sound of its wings buzzing was so loud that it made (Name)’s ears hurt.

She attempted to seat one away, but they were way too fast. When she tried to get close to use her ability. They hid behind trees. “Crap!”

“The trees are getting in the way!” Gon exclaimed, getting frustrated over the same thing.

“Yeah.”

“Shouldn’t we get out of the forest?” Gon asked, his brow furrowing as another chimera ant weaves through the trees.

“This is a trap.”

———————

(Name) yawned, rubbing her eyes as Kite easily dispatched the chimera ants. They left the woods, the chimera ant that planned to attack them backing off once he sensed he was outclassed by Kite.

“He was able to understand that he was outclassed, and he calmly backed down at once. Most likely, he was a squadron leader.”

They watched as the chimera ants backed away. “We’re following them. Their nest must be nearby. If we follow them, we will find the Queen.”

The three ran through the night as the moon shown over them. Kite used his En to track the chimera ants, nodding. “They’re continuing to go straight. The Chimera Ant nest must be up ahead.”

“Amazing… he’s been picking them up the entire time, never losing them for an instant.” Killua said, hanging back with Gon and (Name).

“Kite said he could use En within a radius of forty-five meters.”

“I’ve heard that those called Nen masters can handle around fifty meters. Kite is nearly there. Actually, given that he’s kept it up for an entire night, he’s probably stronger.”

“Stronger than… a master… the Kite’s the real deal.”

“Yeah, he’s the first real pro Hunter we’ve met.”

(Name) smiled, listening in to their conversation. As they continued to speak, she couldn’t help but feel lucky to have Kite as her teacher. She held onto her backpack straps, watching as Kite continued to walk at a steady pace.

He was… quite handsome, the more she thought about it. Not only that, but he was intelligent and kind. He was kind enough to teach her on an important mission, even though she was noticeably weaker than Gon and Killua, who he already considered a liability if they couldn’t take care of themselves.

The fact he even offered them a chance to leave showed he cared. An uncaring man wouldn’t care if a few kids and a girl died due to their own weakness, but he obviously was not that type of man.

This revelation made her cheeks heat up. Did she… no, there was no way she had some sort of crush on him. She liked Kurapika!

But…

‘He obviously… doesn’t like me…’ her heart twisted in her chest. The memory of his words made her want to curl up into a ball and die.

“This is a pretty brutal place for training, though.”

(Name) began listening back into their conversation to distract herself. Kite responded to Killua’s words. “That’s why I keep asking if your resolve is firm. As you mentioned, Ging had certain expectations when he sent you to me. But I do not intend to train you during this journey. We don’t have that kind of time.”

Soft moonlight trickled through the trees as they continued on. To (Name), it felt like that night was lasting forever.

“I brought you te along because I thought you might be of use, and (Name) because I have a duty to fulfill. From here, it comes down to your resolve. If it’s strong, you’ll develop nen and grow strong via combat. If it’s weak, the ants will eat you.”

The three nodded slowly.

“But we can’t die. We are pro Hunters. Those who call themselves Hunters always get their prey. For Hunters, that is the first commandment. A hunt involves both Hunter and prey. It is a battle of resolve. Emerging victorious from a battle of resolve is what makes a successful hunt. The loser has to follow the winner’s rules and customs. Usually, this means the loser’s death.”

“Rules…”

(Name) paused by a small waterfall, for a moment she had an idea, hearing Gon repeat the word… but it was gone with the wind as soon as Kite continued to speak.

“If you don’t want that result, then win. Improving your nen is important, of course. But to be a successful Hunter, you must understand the enemy and yourself.”

(Name) went quiet again, the sounds of their voices fading away. During this time spent with Kite, Gon, and Killua, she had seen so much death and destruction. Even though it had been said so many times before, her very human mind couldn’t seem to comprehend the possibility of her own death.

Sure, she had thoughts of suicide and even made a few attempts, but she couldn’t quite get the concept of her life being in danger. How many times had she nearly died during the Hunter Exam alone? It was all a bit fuzzy… especially in the beginning when she was still so lost in the dark.

Kurapika had been that light that made the fog clear away. But now… it was as if he was the very fog itself, making the way in front of her unseeable. His words and actions had plunged her back into the abyss she had tried so hard to climb out of.

And part of her resented him for it.

She shook that thought from her head, her heart pouding in her chest. No, no she could never hate or resent him. Kurapika was the person she loved with her entire heart… she didn’t want to feel this way.

So, for the first time, she pushed down those feelings she had for him, attempting to cover them up with her feelings of love and affection. It felt suffocating, almost like her throat was swelling up, but it felt a hell of a lot better than trying to accept that she was human and felt anger for her she had been treated.

She didn’t want to hate him.

By the time she had recovered, Kite sat down on a small, flat boulder. “Ah. That’s right… I just remembered.”

He took out a Hunter’s license, holding it out to Gon. “A Hunter license?”

“This is Ging’s.”

“Huh? Ging’s?”

As they spoke, (Name) and Killua hung back a little. Killua, ever perceptive reached out to grab her sleeve. “You alright?”

She thought for a second before nodding. “Yeah, just… a bit tired, is all.”

After they finished talking, (Name) and Killua rejoined the pair. “Kite…”

He looked up as she spoke, noticing the slight heat in her cheeks. “Thank you… for bringing me. Even though…”

She paused for a moment. “Even though I’m not strong like the others. I-“

“(Name).”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. “Do you truly think I would have taken you with me if I didn’t believe you could handle yourself? You’ve already proven yourself, so why do you still doubt your own strength?”

Her eyes were wide with surprise. Kite… thought she was strong? “I…”

Before she could say anything else, Kite stood up and walked towards the cliff’s edge, sweat bearing down his face. His eyes darkened as he looked over the landscape. “That’s a monster…”

He crouched down, muttering to himself. “What is this? I don’t believe it!”

“What’s wrong, Kite?” Gon asked as the three approached him.

“Gon, Killua, (Name). Run!”

“Huh?”

“Hurry up! Get out of here!”

(Name) stood there, taking a single step back and reaching to grab the boys.

“Get away from me!”

It all happened so fast. As Kite moved to block the way, (Name) yanked Gon and Killua back with all of her strength. Because she was so focused, she didn’t notice what happened to Kite until it was too late.

The sound of something falling onto the ground made her look up. Her eyes widened in terror, anger beginning to well up in her chest.

Kite’s arm was lying on the ground, blood gushing from the wound. Killua and Gon were in shock, trembling in both fear and anger as the Chimera Ant before them regarded the three with malicious so intense it made the air freeze inside their lungs.

It was a cat like creature, with a human looking face. The creature was no taller than (Name), but gave off the aura of a natural born killer.

Seeing Kite’s missing arm, both Gon and (Name) began to tremble in anger. As Gon charged up, (Name) got ready to heal him at a moments notice, the grass around her wilting.

Killua slammed his hand in Gon’s neck, knocking him out cold. But he was too late to do the same to (Name).

Unfortunately, she had caught the ant’s attention.

The second the ant laid eyes on (Name), it tensed up, it’s hair fluffy up as if it were a cat encountering a predator.

‘That woman… her power… it’s a danger to the future king!’

Killua picked up Gon, ready to grab (Name)’s hand, but was stopped when the Chimera Ant took a step towards her. (Name)’s aura instantly died down, the terror or being that beast’s main focus making her body freeze on the spot.

“Go! Now!”

Kite summoned his watching, catching the attention of the ant again. As soon as it wasn’t looking at (Name), Killua grabbed her hand and began to run.

There was no way for her to keep up with him, so she was dragged along, flying through the air. “Kite!”

She watched, tears rolling down her cheeks as Kite turned to face the monstrous being. He said nothing, but held a thumbs up, before getting into a fighting position.

——————

As the night continued on, rain began to fall over the three. After getting a good distance away, Killua slowed down enough so (Name) wasn’t being dragged behind him like a rag doll.

She breathed out a sigh of relief, jogging next to him. Soon, the ground would become to slick to run on, so they moved as quickly as they could.

Even after getting several miles away, she could still feel the effects of that… thing’s aura. It made her skin crawl, every sound making her flinch. She half expected something to jump out at them from the shadows, bearing its teeth and ready to devour them.

They had all been too overconfident. The three of them were still weaker than Kite who’d lost an arm. That thing knew… but…

(Name) turned to see Killua glancing at her. ‘Why did that thing react to (Name) that way?’

Sure, Killua knew that her power was frightening, but it wasn’t nearly as strong or developed as Gon or Killua’s. What made her the one in need of eliminating? Why did she of all people catch that thing’s attention?

As the sun rose, (Name) stumbled along behind Killua, her legs shaky with exhaustion. She had never ran that much in her life, the Hunter Exam was a piece of cake compared to the previous night.

It didn’t take long for their guides to notice them as they walked across the desert again. It was all (Name) could do to not pass out as they helped her up into the horse. She held Gon in her lap, Killua riding on the other horse.

“…”

The ride back to where they began was quiet, the two occasionally exchanging a worried glance. Was Kite okay?

Had they just left him to die?

The two carried Gon, setting him down at the base of the tree once they finally arrived at the embassy. (Name) plopped down onto the ground, rubbing her swollen legs.

She silently took a granola bar out of her bag and handed it to Killua, who ate it without a word.

She laid her shirt out in the sun, putting on her cardigan to keep warm as they recovered from the long night they had experienced.

Killua took out his phone and called Kite’s friends, (Name) keeping Gon’s head in her lap. She gently brushed his wet hair out of his face, trying to stay strong for the boys.

They confirmed they were headed their way with reinforcements, so the two just waited together.

(Name) reached out and held Killua’s hand, squeezing it lightly as the truck carrying Kite’s friends and backup rolled up. He felt like a coward for leaving Kite behind, a weakling, but (Name) understood what they were up against.

Three men stepped out of the car, approaching the two. Netero was at the front of the pack, while the other two followed behind. The man to his left was tall, with a muscular body and gray hair and tan skin. The man on Netero’s right was tall and thin, wearing a business suit and glasses.

“That’s Chairman Netero…” Killua whispered, (Name) nodding slowly.

“What’s this? It’s just a bunch of kids. If you’re here to play, you’ll get burned. Go back home,” the muscular man said, grinning. He was carrying something big and heavy over his back that made him lean forward slightly, a testimony to his strength.

(Name) and Killua frowned. They both knew that they weren’t any ordinary kids, and (Name) was an adult!

“Stop it, Morel. That isn’t nice… they’re only children,” the man in a suit spoke. (Name) squeezed Killua’s hand, her eyes trained on the two.

Netero let out a little laugh, looking down at Killua. “You look pretty defeated. Was the enemy that strong?”

He said this with no malice. Netero knew that the three in front of him were no amateurs. The enemy they had faced was strong, so strong that even Kite lost an arm to it.

“One of them could use nen. That was the worst aura I’ve ever encountered. You guys are unbelievably strong, but I still can’t see you defeating that thing…” Killua said softly, looking down.

“Whenever humans encounter the unknown, they tend to lose perspective. Currently you’re experiencing a state of panic. We’ll take it from here, so go lie in bed.” the man in a suit said, looking down at the three as if they were toddlers that needed a nap.

(Name)’s eyebrow twitched, and her grip on Killua’s hand tightened.

“Haha, you’re no better than I am, Knov,” Morel, the muscular man said. “Kid… the minute you start talking about who can win in a nen fight, you’re wrong. In most cases, you won’t know your opponents abilities. One instant of carelessness is all it takes to turn the tables and cost a life. You can’t make assumptions based on the amount of aura displayed. The battle can turn at any point. That’s what fighting with nen means. But, regardless… you must always fight certain of victory! That is a nen user’s spirit. The moment you were overwhelmed by the opponent’s aura and fled, you were disqualified. You’re lower than a loser!”

With his last words, (Name) stood up. “The hell did you just say?”

She stepped forward, her nen spiking. “I’ve had just about enough of your high and mighty talk. If you had been out there in front of that thing, I bet at least one of you would have cried like a little bitch.”

Killua watched this, his eyes going wide. “(Name), stop it, they’re-“

She held up her hand. “And another thing, does it make you feel big and tough to pick on someone smaller than you? Do you feel like a real man when calling a child a loser after making a really hard decision that saved all of our lives? Why I should-“

She raised her fist, but Netero caught it. “That’s enough, (Name).”

Morel looked down at her as if taking her presence in for the first time. He snorted, reaching out his large hand to ruffle her hair. “Looks like this one has some spunk. Kite’s message was right, this girl has potential.”

Netero nodded, examining her aura. “Kite said that you’ve figured out your nen type?”

She nodded slowly, still trying to fix her hair after it was ruffled. “… yes.”

He nodded, looking to Killua. “Is Gon asleep?”

Killua stayed silent for a minute, only relaxing when he saw (Name) wasn’t in any immediate danger. “He was going to attack the enemy, so I used force to stop him. I didn’t have time to control my strength, so I don’t know when he’ll wake up.”

Morel laughed. “That kid shows some promise then.”

“Morel!”

“It’s difficult to believe that giant chimera ants are eating humans, but since it appears to be true, we must keep casualties to a minimum. If we send fighters who aren’t strong enough, they’ll only strengthen the enemy. Do you understand?”

“Yeah…”

Netero began to walk away, but turned the last second. “We sent two assassins to the nearest village. It’s your decision whether you want to fight. But you must defeat them before you come. If you wish to live as a Hunter… we are not desperate for help. We only seek the strong. That being said…”

He paused for just a moment. “(Name)… you will be coming back, guaranteed, if that’s what you wish.”

She blinked, pointing to herself. “Me..? You want… you want me to come back? Why-“

“There is no time to explain. If you wish to come, then use the time to train and refine your ability. Once the victors between Killua and Gon and the assassins are decided, you will come back with them.”

He threw two playing pieces, Killua catching them immediately.

Killua squeezed her hand, preventing her from accepting or declining.

She thought about Netero’s words on the way to the village. All she could think about was how did her abilities even compare to anyone present, and why weren’t Killua and Gon the ones picked?

(Name) took her turn carrying Gon on her back as walked into town.

She raised an eyebrow as Killua looked over a note left on a blackboard.

To: Gon and Killua

‘Will you fight?’

——————

(Name) and Killua sat at Gon’s side as he rested in bed. It was late in the afternoon, the sun filtering in through the window harsh on the two.

The entire way there, Killua had been completely silent. She didn’t blame him for that, the professional Hunters’ words had been harsh, but had a bit of truth to him. There was only so much comfort she could give him without making it seem like it was out of pity. That was the last thing he needed right now, to be coddled as if he was just a child.

She wasn’t surprised when Gon began to stir, raising his hand to block the light from his eyes.

“Killua… thank.”

Killua looked down, his eyes darkening. “Why would you thank me?”

“Weren’t you the one who stopped me? Had I lost control back there, I would’ve gotten in Kite’s way. Then, all four of us could have died.”

“But I… let Kite die…”

“Kite is alive! He wouldn’t ever let that thing beat him! But considering his injury, he’d have a hard time moving around. So he’s probably hiding. Waiting for us to return! So we should hurry back… once we’ve become stronger! To save Kite!”

(Name) watched the two, her gaze softening. Before her eyes, she was watching Killua’s heart open up, watching him fall in love.

“Let’s go. To become stronger!”

(Name) grinned, grabbing both of their hands and leading them to the bathroom. “But first, you two both need a bath and a change of clothes, pronto!”

She walked through town with them after they both bathed and had a meal.

“What are those?”

“Tokens. You take a piece of marked wood and split it, giving each half to a different person. They work as proof that you’re an ally, or to authenticate a document.”

(Name) stopped, ordering them all some ice cream at a stall before walking back and handing it all out. The three continued their journey, now with a special treat.

“In this case, each of the two assassins holds one matching token. We defeat them and take the tokens.”

They went back to the blackboard to see it had been erased. As (Name) licked her ice cream, the feeling of being watched made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

“You must be Killua, Gon, and (Name).”

She jumped, turning to see a frightening looking woman behind them. Her hair was long and unkept, her eyes big and staring.

“Nice to meet you… my name is Palm. It’s a pleasure.”

It certainly didn’t seem like a pleasure, a black aura hung around her and her voice sounded far from happy.

“Boys, stranger danger.”

(Name) stood in front of them, hiding the two behind her back.

“Oh my… no need to be so tense. I imagine the chairman probably didn’t provide many details. Allow me to explain. Why don’t we have some tea?”

She began to walk away, and (Name) looked at the two. “Holy… boys, I think we just had a first hand encounter with an otherworldly spirit.”

“That’s not very nice (Name).”

“Gon, I’m with (Name). That was terrifying.”

The three reluctantly followed the women, (Name) and Killua grimacing every time she turned back to stare at them.

———————

“I am a student of Mr. Knov. He said I would only get in his way. But I insisted on accompanying him.”

“Who’s that?” Gon asked as the woman before them stirred a spoonful of sugar into her tea.

“She probably means one of the guys with Chairman Netero.”

“Yes, the one wearing a black suit. My teacher is an incredible person. Cool, intelligent, composed… ah, composed and cool mean the same thing!”

(Name) grimaced as the sugar began to pile in Palm’s cup, peeking over the edge as she poured more and more in. “Ah dear… oh, but I only respect him, that’s all. There’s nothing romantic about my feelings… at least I may wish that were the case.”

She continued to ramble, (Name) glancing at the boys. Killua met her gaze, shaking his head.

‘She’s nuts.’

After she finished speaking, Palm drank the tea, making the three wince. “No one can say what will happen… after all love is a spontaneous thing, don’t you agree?”

“Uh, can I interrupt you? Aren’t we supposed to fight you?” Killua asked.

“Huh? Oh dear… yes, I apologize. The chairman and my teacher said I couldn’t accompany them any farther. But I insisted on going with them. It feels like I spent a lifetime just trying to convince them of my determination. And finally they relented, with one condition.”

“Uh, I’m asking about…”

“My teacher may appear to be a cold person, but he’s actually quite gentle. But you have to spend a lot of time with him to realize that. Ah, by “spending time with him,” I don’t mean-“

“Okay, we get it! What’s the condition?!”

(Name) jumped when Killua snapped, finally having enough of the woman’s ramblings. She nearly had a heart attack when the woman went silent, glaring at them.

“Knuckle and Shoot’s defeat. To think those vulgar, barbaric unmannered brats will be allowed inside NGL before me… I cannot allow that!”

Palm’s aura rose, causing her drink to overflow, spilling onto (Name) and Gon. “Miss Palm, turn off your hatsu!”

———————

(Name) huffed, using the bathroom sink to wet a napkin before dabbing at the stain on her dress. It was one she just bought that day, and she could tell it would be a tough stain to get out later.

‘Damn crazy lady… I need to get back to Gon and Killua before-‘

(Name) nearly jumped out of her skin when her phone rang. She nearly dropped it as she pulled it out of her pocket, her hands still wet while she struggled to unlock it.

“H-hello?”

The line was silent for a moment, and (Name) glanced at the number.

It wasn’t one she recognized.

“This is (Name) (Last Name), correct?”

But she recognized the voice all too well.

“C-Chrollo!?”

Her blood ran cold, the stain on her dress suddenly irrelevant. “Good, it seems you remember me. That makes this much easier.”

The line went quiet again, except for the sound of rustling paper. “I request a favor from you, (Name).”

“A… favor?”

Her jaw dropped in disbelief, her phone nearly falling with it, but she caught it just in time.

“Yes, a favor. What’s the saying… you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours? I need you to do something for me, and in exchange I will give you information that would be useful to you.”

She gritted her teeth, her grip on her phone increasing. “You’re a murderer, you killed the Kurta clan without any mercy, why would I ever-“

“Because I have information on the scarlet eyes.”

She paused, taking several seconds to process that information. Not a word was uttered as he continued.

“Your little boyfriend wants the eyes back, no? Then why don’t we form a little… truce?”

“Truce?”

She could hear him chuckle on the other end. “Yes, after you do this favor for me, perhaps we can form somewhat of an alliance… but with one condition. I will not use any means to get to the chain user through you, but you will not give the chain user any information on us that could lead to him finding our location or harming us.”

He worded himself carefully, keeping his voice neutral. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that he probably had some loophole in mind, but the information he might have was too precious to pass up.

“… tell what the favor is. I’ll decide if I’ll do it after.”

She could almost hear the smug smirk he wore in his voice. “A member of the Phantom Troupe was injured in a job, and no one else is close enough to their location to help.”

(Name) frowned. “And you want me to help them?”

“Yes, that would be what I called you for. You have healing abilities, do you not?”

“How did y-“

He cut her off with a chuckle before she could even finish her sentence. “I have my ways. That’s not important though, what is of higher importance is whether you’ll do this favor or not.”

On one hand, if she didn’t accept this favor, a member of the phantom troupe would potentially die, lightening Kurapika’s load. On the other hand, the information Chrollo had was priceless, considering he was the one that sold all of the scarlet eyes in the first place.

“… alright, I’ll do this favor for you. But don’t get it twisted, this isn’t an alliance. It’s give and take, nothing more and nothing less.”

“And that’s fine.” Chrollo said, letting out a sigh. “I’ll send over the information via text message within the next 5 minutes.”

And with that, he ended the call. (Name) stared down at her phone, her heart heavy. ‘I wonder if I’ll… regret this one day.’

She dropped the napkin she had been using to wipe her dress into the trash, her hands shaking slightly when she opened the door.

As soon as she got back to the table, Killua noticed her strange behavior. His eyes darted from her shaky hands to the scowl on her face. “You alright?”

“Yeah… just saw a spider in the bathroom.”

Neither Killua or Gon felt comfortable with (Name) splitting off from them, but she was adult and they couldn’t really stop her.

“It’s alright, I’m just going some shopping. I’ll be back soon, I promise.”

She tried to put them at ease, but Killua wasn’t easily fooled. He watched her leave, his stomach hurting. Killua didn’t quite understand why he felt so uneasy watching her go, but he knew that she wasn’t just going shopping.

“She’ll be okay, Killua.”

The white haired boy glanced back to Gon, who was smiling brightly. “She’s strong, we both saw what she could do in NGL.”

“Yeah, but…”

As her silhouette disappeared within the crowd of people, Killua couldn’t help but worry.

“She was never this nervous in NGL.”

———————

The directions Chrollo sent were concise and easy to follow, so much so that it was almost eerie. He correctly assumed there would be heavier foot traffic in some areas, and estimated the time she would get there with that in mind.

The location was a small, dingy motel on the outskirts of town. The lobby smelled like mothballs and piss, and the walls were stained a nasty yellow from years of guests smoking inside. ‘Gross…’

“Can I help you?”

The woman at the front desk spoke lazily, blowing out a puff of cigarette smoke between sentences.

“Um, yes. I’m here to visit the person in room 204.”

The woman waved her hand, pointing down the hall. Without another word, (Name) began following where she pointed.

The air felt thick, and it wasn’t just the cigarette smoke. Someone’s nen was making the air heavy with rage and frustration. ‘Must be the phantom troupe member…’

She knocked on room 204’s door, flinching when someone yelled out. “Hurry up!”

And yet again, she recognized that voice, groaning internally. When she opened the door, she saw the interrogator of the Phantom Troupe sitting on the edge of the messy bed, shirtless. He looked beyond irritated, tapping his foot and grumbling under his breath.

“Uh… Chrollo sent me to-“

“Already know. Get over with.”

She stood still for just a moment, but moved quickly went he sent her a glare. “Can I see the-“

He showed her his back, and she couldn’t help wincing at the sight. Large gashes, deep enough for her to be amazed she wasn’t seeing bone stretched out across his back.

“Stupid bitch… hit me when back turned, coward…” Feitan grumbled, shaking in anger. He didn’t wince in the slightest as she placed her palms over the wound, only growling out in warning.

“This is pretty bad… I’m not sure how much I can heal you with my current abilities.”

Feitan glanced back at her, a scowl on his face. “Just do it. Take too long.”

(Name) huffed, concentrating her aura into her hands and closing her eyes so she could focus on envisioning his flesh knitting back together, of the skin turning pink with scar tissue instead of being a deep red. Within a few minutes, sweat was pouring down her forehead as she finished, panting softly.

His back was still scarred and sensitive to the touch, but she had sped up the healing process to the point it looked like he had received the scars months ago.

Feitan stood up and looked in the mirror, nodding slowly. “Chrollo call you later. Leave.”

With that, he walked to the bathroom turning to watch her go. She took the hint, not wanting to anger a member of the Phantom Troupe.

As she walked down the street, she saw a man walking down the street, shouting into a megaphone and wearing sighs. His black pompadour caught her eyes…

“My name is Knuckle Bine! I am a beast hunter! I challenge the two punitive force candidates to a duel! Come tonight at midnight sharp, and face me! I won’t try to run or hide. I won’t bring any weapons or allies. It’ll just be me and me alone. So come and fight me!”

(Name) sighed, continuing down the street. ‘That’s Knuckle, one of the people Killua and Gon have to defeat. He hasn’t mentioned where they’re supposed to meet, though…’

“A man never turns his back on an enemy! I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth, you won’t get away!”

She stayed neutral, trying not to react to his words. If she gave any sort of reaction, it might clue him in to the fact that she was in fact allied with Gon and Killua, which could be bad for her.

As (Name) made her way back to their hotel, a few shopping bags in hand to make sure Gon and Killua weren’t suspicious of her, she felt… strangely tired. Healing Feitan had taken a lot out of her, and she didn’t know if she would be able to hide that exhaustion from the others.

Opening the door to their room, (Name) nearly jumped when she spotted Bisky training the boys in the middle of the room.

“B-Bisky?”

The woman turned quickly, her hands on her hips. “Finally, you’re back. You’ll be joining their training as well. Start with Ren.”

She blinked for a moment, yelping when the blonde whacked her on the head. “I said start with Ren!”

“Y-yes ma’am!”

After she went into ren, Bisky nodded. “Maintain that for three hours.”

The three looked shocked. “Killua…” Gon whispered, frowning. “How long can you last?”

“I’m too condition, I can manage around 55 minutes max.”

(Name)’s jaw dropped. ‘55 minutes? I don’t think I can even last 15…’

“Until you complete this, we can’t move on to the next step. Train like your lives are on the line!”

(Name) passed out after maintaining nen for a whopping 30 minutes after being forced to do it over and over.

‘She’s far behind the other two…’ Bisky thought, watching as the other two laid in a crumpled pile with her. ‘Yet Netero wants her to be the only guaranteed member that gets to go back to NGL… I’ll have to observe her further to see what that old man has planned.’

“Okay, you can rest for today! Tomorrow behind in 30 minutes. Looks like it’s time for me to use my power.”

She summoned Cookie-chan, who gave the three relief with a gentle massage as they slept.

——————

(Name) woke up to her cheek being pinched lightly. “Hey, girl. Go get us some drinks, you still need time to recover. Even with cookie-chan, there was still some severe exhaustion that even she couldn’t fix.”

Bisky gave her a look, as if inspecting her. (Name) stood quickly, avoiding the glances from Gon and Killua. “Okay, I’ll go. I should be back soon.”

The second (Name) was out the door, Bisky turned to the other two. “So, what do you two think of her?”

Killua grunted, struggling to maintain Ren. “Do we have to answer r-right now?”

Bisky raised an eyebrow. “Yes.”

Gon went first, a determined look on his face. “(Name) is our good friend. She’s kind, and her nen ability is a testament to that.”

Killua smiled, looking at the ground. “Yeah… she uses it mostly for healing, but while we were fighting the chimera ants, she completely destroyed it with her nen.”

Bisky raised an eyebrow. “How exactly? What’s her ability?”

“Time, I think. Specifically the ability to speed up the growth rate of cells.”

Bisky paused, her eyes going wide. At this stage in her nen journey, (Name) shouldn’t have been able to completely destroy a foe with her nen. If she was this strong now, there was no telling how her ability would develop given time and training.

‘Netero… what do you have planned?’

(Name) walked down the street back towards the hotel. She had a bag of drinks in one arm, and some takeout in the other. Bisky had them training the entire night, not giving her the chance to get some dinner. ‘I’m so hungry, but that training made me so nauseous…’

She sat on a park bench, sleepily munching on her food. Maybe she could get a few minutes of sleep before she had to head back…

Before she could lay down and catch a few minutes of sleep, she heard a man call out to her. (Name) groaned internally, her eyelids heavy as she sat up.

“Hey, you!”

The man stomped over, and it was way too late for (Name) to do anything by the time she recognized him. It was the man from earlier, Knuckle.

“Ya think it’s safe to be sleeping on a random bench in the middle of the night!?”

She blinked, staring up at the man as he glowered down at her. “Um…”

“There’s a pervert on the loose, don’t you read the damn newspaper!? Tsk…”

He had took one of his hands out of his pockets. “Come on, let’s get you home.”

(Name) stared at his hand for a moment, biting back a smile. “How can I be sure you’re not the pervert?”

His face erupted into a red blush, and he began stuttering. “W-would never! It’s not manly to force yourself on a woman!”

She laughed, taking his hand. “I’m just kidding. You seem harmless enough.”

Knuckles was still pretty flustered, leading her away by the hand. “W-which way?”

“Just to the next block, I can walk by myself from there.”

He didn’t answer, probably still recovering. Once they reached her stop, he stood firm, crossing his arms over his chest. “Go on, I’ll make sure no one follows ya.”

She smiled, giving him a wave before she began her walk back to the hotel.

‘Gon and Killua will like him, he’s a nice guy.’

After she was out of his view, her smile dropped as her phone buzzed. She had a feeling she knew who it was, but looked at the contact just to be sure.

Chrollo: Here’s the information, as promised.

(Name) swallowed, looking over the pictures and walls of text. Once it was all saved she forwarded it to Leorio. Kurapika had blocked her, so she knew he wouldn’t answer her.

After she sent the text, Leorio called her instantly. It was late where (Name) was, but mid afternoon for Leorio. “(Name), where the hell did you get this information..?”

“… do you really want to know..?”

Leorio sighed. “Yes, of course. It couldn’t have been easy to get.”

“Yeah,” she said, rubbing her temple. “Working with the Phantom Troupe is a real headache.”

The line went silent as she continued walking.

“The WHAT!?”

—————————

Kurapika sipped on some coffee, reading the text Leorio had just sent him. There was information in at least two pairs of scarlet eyes, containing the buyers name and last known location.

‘How he got this info, I have no idea.’ Kurapika thought, setting down his drink. ‘But it’s too good to pass up.’

He stretched, glancing at the clock. Kurapika’s shift to guard Neon started in only 15 minutes, something that made him groan tiredly. He had only gotten a few hours of sleep the night before, his nightmares making a restful night impossible.

But unlike usual, it wasn’t images of his dead clan and their missing eyes that haunted his nightmares.

No, it was the image of (Name), her face unrecognizable after being smashed in. He didn’t know how his mind knew it was her, but he did.

“Why weren’t you here, Pika? Why didn’t you protect me?”

That’s the only thing she said, repeating as the bloody gore that was her face shifted and melted away, leaving only her crushed skull in its wake. Empty sockets stared back at him, the dark holes swallowing him up…

And that’s when he shot awake. As he stared up at the clock, now only 5 minutes remaining before he had to start his shift, he tried to push away the awful memory of his dream.

She was safe because of his absence. He… he hadn’t put her in danger, and she didn’t need his protection. That’s what he kept telling himself as he smoothed out his suit jacket and combed out his messy hair.

‘I… hope she’s okay.’

With one last look at the cardigan he had woken up with weeks ago, Kurapika left his hotel room, ready to start his day.

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Fixer Upper

Part 8

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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The loser of the family game night turned out to be Leorio. As punishment, he would be forced to wear a pair of (Name)’s heels to the Barbie Movie.

“Ugh, as long as they’re not big heels I don’t care. I don’t want to get sprayed by the hose again. I ended up with bruises last time…”

‘Bruises? From being sprayed with water?’

Kurapika glanced between Killua and Gon.

“Remind me not to lose family game night.”

The group washed up before heading to bed.

“We’re waking up early tomorrow, so get some rest! I wanna see the Barbie Movie as soon as possible!”

Kurapika watched as (Name) ran up the stairs, giggling to herself. She was beyond excited for tomorrow, the blonde being able to tell just by her happy aura.

‘I hope she won’t mind I don’t have anything pink for tomorrow…’

He left the living room, stopping when he spotted Killua and Gon in the laundry room.

“Here, throw mine in too!”

Kurapika kept walking, not wanting to know what the two were up to. He just wanted to sleep so he was well rested for their long day tomorrow.

Leorio slept in the spare bedroom upstairs, Kurapika slightly jealous he got to sleep so close to her.

—————

Kurapika woke up early, before the sun had risen. He decided to get dressed and drink some coffee before anyone else was up.

He opened up his shirt drawer with a frown. All of his white shirts were gone. Weird, he remembered folding them away just yesterday…

‘Maybe I left them in the dryer..?’

Kurapika left his room with a yawn, opening the laundry room door and peering in.

Someone had definitely washed clothes, that much he could tell.

The blonde opened the drier and crouched down. His shirts were in there, he could see their outline even in the dark room.

He pulled his shirts out and strolled back to his room, setting them on the end before turning on the light.

“No…”

He stared at his shirts that used to be white, now a light pink color. In the middle of his clothes was his red tabard, and a much smaller white shirt…

Kurapika remembered the conversation he’d heard in passing last night, his eyes widening.

“Killua…”

Kurapika rushed out of his room and down the hallway, throwing open the door to Killua and Gon’s shared bedroom.

The two were still asleep, Killua on the top bunk and Gon on the bottom. Kurapika flicked the light on, causing Killua to groan and roll over.

“Turn that off, you dumb blonde…”

Kurapika scowled before throwing Gon’s shirt at Killua, who caught it.

“What the hell were you thinking turning all of my shirts pink, you little-“

Gon yawned and rubbed his eyes. “Kurapika? What are you doing in here?”

Kurapika paused, glancing down at the sleepy boy. “… you two turned my shirts pink. Why?”

Gok tilted his head. “Well Killua heard you didn’t have a pink shirt. He wanted to help you out.”

‘Killua did? Seems unlikely…’

“Wow, how ungrateful. I made sure you had something pink so (Name) wouldn’t be sad and now you’re yelling at me at 6 am. Smooth.”

Kurapika huffed, turning on his heels and leaving their room. ‘Don’t have time for this. Gotta get-‘

“Hi Kurapika!”

He internally groaned when he heard (Name)’s voice from the kitchen. Kurapika wanted to make breakfast for everyone, but now that she was up she wouldn’t let him. She was stubborn like that.

“Good morning…”

“Not a good morning, he yelled at us.”

Killua walked into the kitchen and hid behind (Name), sticking his tongue out at the blonde.

“Yelled at you? Kurapika, why did you do that?”

She gently pushed Killua’s unruly hair down and kissed the top of his head.

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance. ‘That little brat…’

“He-“

“I simply made sure he had a shirt for the Barbie movie, after he made no effort to get one.”

Killua sighed, looking up at (Name) with crocodile tears. “He’s so mean to me. I did the same for Gon, and he didn’t yell at me!”

Gon walked in wearing his usual outfit, only now wearing a pink undershirt.

“Yeah, Kurapika, there’s no reason to be upset. Do you not like the color pink?”

The all turned to look at him. (Name) seemed a little offended. “Oh. I didn’t know you disliked the color pink so much…”

“Wait, I didn’t say that! I-“

“Sorry, I wouldn’t have asked you to wear pink if I knew…”

(Name) sighed and turned back to cooking, Killua sending Kurapika a smug look before he and Gon left to get dressed.

“… I don’t hate pink. It’s just… not my color?”

“Pink is everyone’s color.” Killua yelled from the hallway.

Kurapika didn’t answer, simply walking to his room and shutting the door behind him.

——————

“God I think I’m going to die. Is this what being a woman is like?”

(Name) watched Leorio struggle to walk down the stairs in a pair of her pink heels, having to hold a hand her Killua’s mouth to keep him from laughing.

“If you mean baring the weight of being uncomfortable to conform to beauty standards, then yes.”

She offered him her hand as he reached the final step, leading him to the couch.

Kurapika left his room, wearing his red tabard and pink undershirt. (Name) glanced back at him and smiled, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Oh, nice. Pink is… close to red! It’s good enough!”

Kurapika glanced at the rest of the group and then down at himself. Each one of them, besides (Name) who was still in her pajamas, was dressed in bright pink. Even Gon’s shirt had soaked in more pink than his!

“Well, I know who’s not winning best dressed. Less competition for me…”

Leorio had an entire hot pink suit for Christ’s sake!

‘Overkill much?’ Kurapika thought, scowling. (Name) served everyone breakfast before running upstairs to get dressed herself.

“Is she… upset I’m not wearing pink?”

“Wow. He’s learning.”

Kurapika sent Killua a glare.

“I wouldn’t say she’s upset, maybe a bit disappointed. She’s been looking forward to this for a while, and was nice enough to give us two days notice.”

Gon was the voice of reason, patting Kurapika’s shoulder as he spoke.

“… I see. I didn’t mean to disappoint her, I was just busy yesterday.”

“When are you not busy?”

“…”

Kurapika folded his arms over his chest and stared out the window. He didn’t have a response for that, at least not a response that would convince Killua of anything.

The boy may be a rude brat, but he could point out when someone was lying like it was second nature to him.

“Hey, we have to stop in town to grab some snacks for the movie theater anyways. Why don’t you and Killua go grab you a pink shirt or something?”

“Leaving me and Killua alone sounds like an awful idea.”

“Maybe, but he’s the only one that can take you where you need to go, and I am NOT walking around town in these heels.”

Kurapika groaned, plopping down onto the couch. Killua followed suit, obviously not thrilled about the situation either.

‘But… it’s for (Name).’ Killua thought, glancing the blonde.

“Alright, I’ll take you. But you owe me one.”

Kurapika just nodded, his head in his hands.

While they were distracted, (Name) began to walk downstairs, the sound of heels clicking against the wooden stairs.

As she came into view, Leorio turned Kurapika’s head to look at her, his own jaw dropped at the sight.

“You boys ready?”

She was wearing a short gingham patterned pink dress that stopped at her upper thigh. It flared out at the bottom, a white petticoat peeking out.

On her legs were a pair of white thigh highs with a lacy ruffle at the top, squishing the soft flesh of her thighs. Her pink Mary Janes clicked as she reached the bottom of the stairs.

She set her heart shaped handbag on the dining room table as she glanced at herself in the mirror one more time.

Kurapika couldn’t speak, and breathing wasn’t coming much easier. She looked absolutely adorable, different than the previous times he’d seen her dress up.

“You’re like a real life Barbie!” Gon said, jumping up and following her around as she packed her belongings into her purse.

“Aww, thank you sweetheart. That’s what I was going for!”

She ruffled the boys hair and smiled, the smile reaching her eyes this time. Kurapika realized that she looked so much prettier when her eyes crinkled up when she smiled.

“Come on, if we don’t get there early enough we won’t get the good seats!”

The group followed behind their very pink friend, jumping into the car. “Okay, we’re going to be splitting up, gang.”

“What is this, an episode of Scooby Doo?”

“Killua.”

He quieted down, folding his arms over his chest.

“Me and Gon will be shopping for snacks. You, Kurapika, and Leorio will watch the car.”

“Why does Gon get to go and I don’t?”

“Because you got kicked out while Gon was out of town, so he’s the only one allowed inside with me. Leorio’s wearing heels, and if Kurapika isn’t here to watch you, who knows what you’ll do.”

Leorio sighed. “You’re right. I’m in no shape to catch him.”

(Name) squeezed his shoulder. “Exactly. I’ll be back in 15 minutes.”

Killua waited until the two were in the store before climbing into the front seat.

“Alright, let’s go. We have maybe 15 minutes to get you another shirt. In (Name) time, that means 25 minutes.”

Kurapika slid into the drivers seat and drove out of the parking lot.

“Turn here.”

“But that’s a-“

“Just turn you dumb blonde!”

That was the second time he’d been called a dumb blonde today. ‘I hope that’s not a new nickname…’

Killua and Kurapika left the car, Leorio waving at them from the backseat.

“Are you sure this is the only place that sells pink shirts for men?”

“… they sell pink shirts.”

Kurapika sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Killua led him inside.

Kurapika looked over the abysmal men’s section, seeing nothing pink. “You said there were pink shirts for men.”

“I said there were pink shirts.”

“… where Killua?”

The boy pointed to the women’s section, Kurapika narrowing his eyes. “Is this some kind of joke?”

“If it was a joke I’d be laughing. Come on, do you want to make (Name) happy or not?”

Kurapika thought about the current situation for a moment. Was pleasing (Name) worth his pride?

‘…’

Kurapika looked down at his new shirt, pleasantly surprised at how well it fit.

It was a plain black shirt with the pink Barbie logo on the front. He’d also bought a pair of pink women’s jeans.

Again, they fit… too well…

“You’re not beating the allegations of you being a woman, Kurapika.”

Kurapika sent Leorio a glare. “I don’t want to hear anything from you, not right now.”

While Kurapika didn’t care about wearing pink, he was a little embarrassed to be decked out in women’s clothing. The jeans were bedazzled on the butt for goodness sake!

“Boys, we’re back I-“

(Name) looked at Kurapika, who was now in the backseat again, now wearing his new Barbie outfit.

“I… bought an outfit. For the movie.”

His cheeks were a light shade of pink. Kurapika didn’t often put in this much effort to please another person, it felt… strange. He wanted her to compliment him, tell him how nice he looked.

“Oh, you look so handsome! Pink really is your color!”

She placed the bags of snacks in the floor of the backseat. Kurapika’s blush deepened, Killua glancing at him from his seat with a raised eyebrow.

They drove to the theater, (Name) barely able to stay still in her seat. “Oh, my friend saw it last week and said it was amazing! I’m so excited!”

Kurapika watched, his eyes softening ever so slightly. He hadn’t seen her this happy since the Hunter Exam when she got her license.

(Name) stepped out of the car, barely able to contain her excitement as she dashed towards the movie theater.

“Hey, be careful, you’ll trip!” Killua called out, but even as he scolded her he was grinning ear to ear. He’d only seen her like this a few times before, it always made him smile. (Name) did so much for him, it was only fair he’d try and make sure she was happy too.

Leorio stumbled into the movie theater, having to steady himself against a wall. “Jesus my legs are killing me. How do you wear these, (Name)?”

“Through gritted teeth and with bandaids on my heels!”

She left the group to buy their tickets.

Kurapika watched as (Name) stood in line behind a bunch of other women dressed in pink. Out of all of them, Kurapika’s eyes only fell on her. He wasn’t interested in the thin woman in skin tight pants in front of her, or the curvy woman with the low dip in her top.

(Name) was the only one that could capture his attention, his lust. He watched the edge of her skirt twirl around her legs when she walked, the soft squish of her thighs when she crouched down to pick up a little girl’s Barbie.

The women in line all seemed to adore (Name), smiling and laughing as they took pictures together. She seemed so at peace, wiggling in her spot as another woman showered her in compliments.

“She seems pretty popular with women.” Leorio said, having taken off his heels to apply bandaids.

“I guess so…”

Leorio hummed. “Maybe they’ll get lucky and she’ll give them her number.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Her number? Why?”

The dark haired man tilted his head, but didn’t answer.

(Name) hurried back to the group, handing out everyone’s tickets.

——————

The five sat down in their assigned seats.

From left to right was Gon, Killua, (Name), Kurapika, and Leorio.

(Name) held her breath through the commercials, having to be reminded to breathe by Killua. “Come on, it’s almost time. You don��t want to pass out before it’s started, huh?”

She only nodded and pulled her purse into her lap. Kurapika glanced down at her lap to see her pulling out a small Barbie doll. It was obviously old, but taken care of. As the movie started, she held the doll to her chest, beaming as Barbie appeared on screen.

“It’s her! It’s Barbie!”

She shook Kurapika’s arm and pointed to the screen, her eyes twinkling.

He could only nod, flustered when her hand didn’t leave his arm. She was too distracted by the movie to notice, but he wasn’t.

The movie continued for around thirty minutes, (Name) completely enraptured by the world of Barbie.

That was until the movie suddenly turned off.

Gon was the first to say something. “What’s happening?”

(Name) didn’t answer, the smile falling from her face. “… I’m not sure, but we should get out of here. Let’s go to the lobby and talk to a manager.”

Kurapika watched as she stood and brushed her skirt off. She seemed disappointed and a bit upset, holding onto that Barbie doll like it was a lifeline.

She helped Leorio down the stairs, looking around to make sure there wasn’t any danger. Kurapika noticed her herding the two boys behind her when they tried to walk ahead.

“We’re not sure what’s happening, so stay by me, okay?”

Kurapika watched her with soft eyes. Even though she was clearly upset that the movie she’d been looking forward to had been interrupted, the first thing on her mind was making sure they were safe.

(Name) talked with the people at the front desk while the others gathered at the small arcade attached to the side.

“You got any quarters, Kurapika?” Gon asked, hoping to play a few games while they waited.

“No, I don’t carry change.”

“Why?”

“It’s heavy.”

Gon and Leorio exchanged a look. “Okay…”

(Name) jogged back, Killua meeting her halfway. It was almost like he could sense she had bad news, his hand taking her’s.

“They…”

She held her Barbie tight in her other hand, her lip quivering.

“They had to cancel all their showings for today… they had an issue with the film.”

Killua was quick to try and console her. “Hey, we can see it some other time! W-“

“But we won’t be able to get together like this some other time!”

Kurapika flinched. Every member of the group glanced his way when she said that.

“I… I’m sorry. It’s not that big of a deal, let’s just go home.”

(Name) shoved her Barbie into her purse and stormed out the door, holding her keys in her hand.

“(Name)!”

Killua followed after her as the other three watched.

“… when are you leaving, Kurapika?”

The blonde didn’t meet the young boy’s eyes. “… next week on Friday.”

Leorio pulled out his phone and began looking some things up.

“Hold up, I have a plan.”

———————

Leorio took over driving the mom van. (Name) was too busy sulking to pay any attention to the road.

“You know…”

(Name) glanced up from her phone as Leorio spoke.

“I heard they’re selling a Barbie themed build-a-bear…”

She furrowed her eyebrows. “… and?”

He didn’t respond, instead pulling into the parking lot of a familiar store. (Name) peeked out the window, her eyes lighting up at the sight.

“It’s-“

Leorio smiled at her from his seat. “Yep, it’s build-a-bear.”

(Name) leaped out of the car and dashed to the front of the store, staring up at the sign. She glanced back at the group of four, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“Leorio…”

She jumped into his arms and kissed his cheek. The man laughed, spinning her around a bit.

“Let’s go get you that bear, Barbie.”

Kurapika watched this from a distance, a bit ashamed he hadn’t thought of anything to cheer her up.

He knew her less than he thought. Kurapika didn’t know her love for Barbies or stuffed animals, he didn’t understand it either. So even though he was jealous that Leorio had received a kiss, he put on a smile and followed them into the build-a-bear.

“Hello kiddos, what are you looking for today?”

The employee addressed Gon and Killua, but the two pushed (Name) forward.

“She wants the Barbie bear.”

The employee blinked, but her smile returned quickly. “Oh, that’s great we just received more bears and bathing suits!”

(Name) squealed in joy, following the employee to the back where she brought out a box of Barbie themed bears.

“Here you go!”

(Name) held the freshly fluffed bear to her chest.

“Boys, do you want a bear as well?”

Gon instantly nodded his head. “Yeah!”

Killua saw the look in (Name)’s eyes and agreed to a bear as well.

The other two declined, but one look from Killua told them she wanted them all to get a bear to celebrate the occasion.

‘I don’t even like stuffed animals…’ Kurapika thought as he picked up a small yellow bear. It was the cheapest one available.

“(Name) can I get thi-“

“If its ugly then no.”

“But it’s not ugly! It’s just… okay it is ugly”

Gon dropped the abomination of a stuffed animal back into its box.

“Can I get this one?”

Killua held up a simple brown teddy bear. (Name) gave him a quick nod before going back to browsing the clothing available.

“(Name), what should I get?”

Leorio paced around in his heels, seemingly getting the hang of walking in them.

“You’re supposed to pick it yourself, but…”

She picked up a blue bear. “How about this?”

Leorio snatched the bear out of her hands and ran over to get it stuffed so he could flirt with the employee.

‘Of course…’

(Name) watched as Gon reached for the frog plush, sighing in relief. At least that one was cute, unlike that strange bird creature he’d asked for before.

“Is everyone ready? Got your outfits?”

They all nodded and brought their bears to the counter.

“Will that be all for you, ma’am?”

“Yes!”

(Name) looked to the price and paused. It was a few hundred dollars, money that could pay for multiple of her bills that month. She glanced down at her own bear. It was the most expensive out of the bunch, so if she took it out…

Kurapika pushed her out of the way and handed the employee his card. “I’ll be paying.”

“Hey, Kurapika-“

Leorio placed a hand over (Name)’s mouth. “Shh, we’re treating you. Don’t worry about it.”

But she would worry about it. (Name) bit her lip as the woman bagged the bears and hands them out to each of their new owners.

“… thank you.”

She pulled her bear to her chest and inhaled her strawberry scent. Kurapika smiled down at her and ruffled her hair.

“You’re welcome, (Name).”

Killua and Gon held their bears, tilting them and turning them. “They’re soft. And… nice!”

“I think that’s the point.”

The group piled back into the mom van, Leorio once again taking the wheel.

“We have another stop. You don’t mind, right (Name)?”

She squinted. “As long as I get to pay for my own things this time.”

Leorio waved his hand dismissively. “Yeah, yeah.”

Their next stop was a small ice cream parlor a few minutes away. (Name) picked out a (flavor) ice cream cone before they all left to sit outside.

“This is nice. I’m a little sad we can’t see the movie, but spending time with you all is more than enough for me.”

The four shared a knowing glance with each other.

After they finished their ice cream, they once again got in the mom van.

“One more stop! Cover your eyes, alright?”

She frowned, but complied to Leorio’s wishes. She heard the car door open and the feeling of Killua’s cold hand grab her’s.

“Come on, I’ll lead you.”

Killua was one of the only people (Name) trusted enough to follow without complaint.

“Alright, open your eyes.”

She pulled her hands away from eyes to see they were at the movie theater. But this wasn’t the one they’d been at before, it was different.

“Is… is this…”

Tears started to pool in her eyes as she realized what was going on. Gon stepped forward and leaned his head on her shoulder. “It’s the movie theater!”

Leorio smiled. “I looked it up, and this movie still has a few airings of the Barbie movie going on. I bought tickets, it starts in 30 minutes.”

(Name)’s mascara began to run down her cheeks. “You did that for me?”

Leorio nodded, pulling her into a side hug. “Of course, you would have done the same for any of us.”

She sniffled, reaching her hands up to rub her eyes but was stopped by Kurapika.

Kurapika grabbed her hand and began to lead her inside. “Kurapika, what-“

“Your makeup. It’s running.”

He opened the door to the women’s restroom and walked in with her, lifting her up to sit on the counter. “Hey! You shouldn’t be in-“

Kurapika covered her mouth. “Shh. Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?”

She pouted, but allowed him to pull her makeup out of her purse. He began to wipe at her smeared mascara, his touch not as gentle as it should have been.

“I can do it myself…”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Not with those shaky hands.”

(Name) blinked and glanced down. Her hands were shaking. ‘He noticed that?’

Her gaze softened. (Name) forgot how observant he could be sometimes. Kurapika finished wiping away her mascara and opened it, applying her mascara for her.

“Blink.”

She listened, batting her long lashes at him. He felt his heart thump against his chest. (Name) really was adorable, even when her makeup was a mess.

“There, all better.”

He helped her off the counter so she could look at herself in the mirror.

“Aww, Kurapika, thank you.”

She turned around and pulled him into a tight hug. Kurapika’s hands shot out to hover around her awkwardly, not knowing if he even had to right to still hold her.

(Name) held onto him for a moment more, head pressed firmly against his chest, before she let go.

“Let’s go, I don’t want to miss the movie!”

The two paused when a group of women walked in, Kurapika stiffening next to her.

The women didn’t give either of them any attention, besides a girl in the back.

“Oh, momma she’s pretty.”

The little girl pointed at Kurapika, her Barbie doll clutched in her other hand. “Like Barbie!”

(Name) glanced at him, a smile on her face. The blonde could only pout.

“Let’s go.”

Killua was waiting for them outside the bathroom. He gave Kurapika a look, his nose scrunched up.

“Have fun in the women’s restroom, you perv?”

(Name) pinched his cheek. “Killua, be nice. And you shouldn’t be saying things like that!”

He swatted at her hands with a pout.

Kurapika’s cheeks were pink from embarrassment. “Tch…”

He walked past the two and towards the theater.

“You feeling any better?”

Killua held onto her hand, his eyes meeting her’s. The white haired boy had been worried for his dear friend, considering how important this movie was to her.

“Yes, much better.”

She squeezed his hand and walked with him to the theater.

——————

(Name) left the movie theater sobbing, having to be guided out by Leorio.

Gon wasn’t fairing much better. His bottom lip poked out as he tried not to cry. “Why were the Kens so mean to the Barbies? What’s a patriarchy?”

He shook Killua by the shoulders, who only groaned. “Ask (Name) about it later…”

“(Name), it’s alright. Come on, you’re smudging your makeup again!” He tried to calm her down, glancing around the lobby to see other women staring at them.

“Is he bothering you, miss?”

A woman had approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder as she squinted at Leorio. He tried to respond, stumbling over his words, but (Name) just sniffled.

“No, he’s my friend. I’m just… the movie…”

The woman nodded. “Yeah, it was good wasn’t it?”

They shared a knowing look, (Name) letting out a heavy sigh. “Thanks for checking on me.”

The woman only smiled before walking away.

“Why did she come over to check on you, (Name)?” Gon asked, tilting his head. (Name) ruffled his hair.

“Well, sometimes all us women have are each other. She thought Leorio might be bothering me, so she walked over to see if I was alright.”

Gok frowned. “But she was even shorter than you. What could she have done?”

(Name) laughed. “That’s not the point, sweetheart. We put ourselves on the line sometimes if it means potentially protecting another woman. It’s called being a girl’s girl.”

Gon didn’t quite understand, but he nodded nonetheless. Kurapika walked towards them holding (Name)’s purse.

“Got it.”

He handed the purse to (Name). “Thanks, dear. Now we can go home!”

She’d forgotten her purse in the movie theater, and Kurapika had offered to grab it for her. The blonde blushed at the pet name, quickly walking ahead of them towards the car.

It was dark now. The outside was crowded with women of many different ages all smiling and laughing together.

“Hi Barbie!”

(Name) smiled when a little girl waved to her and Kurapika. “Hi Barbie!”

She nudged Kurapika’s shoulder, causing him to roll his eyes. “… hi Barbie.”

Gon and Killua waved and smiled to other kids their age, all decked out in pink. Leorio was the odd one out, the only man decked out in a full pink suit wearing heels.

“Wow, who’s man is that? He’s a keeper…”

Leorio perked up at this comment. “Oh wow, in a pink suit too? God that’s hot…”

He began to strut towards their car with a bit more confidence. Throughout the day, he’d become much more comfortable in (Name)’s heels.

‘This is all gonna go to his head.’ Killua thought.

(Name) watched Kurapika walk for a moment, her eyes drifting down.

“Oh, I like the design on your jeans, Kurapika!”

The blonde paused, glancing back at her.

‘The only design on my jeans is…’

“Were you looking at my butt, (Name)?”

She covered her mouth as she gasped. Gon tilted his head. “Why were you looking at Kurapika’s butt?”

“Gon don’t ask people things like that.” Leorio said, groaning.

(Name) stuttered out a reply. “I-I guess I was.”

Oh. He hadn’t been expecting that. Now Kurapika was the one blushing and covering his mouth.

‘She was checking me out?’

He got into the car quickly and used his tabard to cover himself. Just thinking of her looking at him and LIKING his body made all the blood rush to his dick.

“Wow, (Name) I didn’t know you were a pervert.”

(Name) smacked Leorio’s head, still flustered. “I’m not! He’s just got a cute butt and it’s literally shiny right now!”

‘Cute butt?’

He covered his face, the heat in his cheeks nearly burning his hands.

“I can’t believe you’re objectifying Kurapika, (Name). Didn’t we just watch a movie about that?” Killua said, shaking his head.

(Name) glanced back at Kurapika. “Sorry, sweetheart. You do have a cute butt though.”

‘SHE SAID IT AGAIN!’

He didn’t answer, just ready to get home before he came in his pants.

———————

As they rode home, (Name) got a call. Everyone stayed quiet as she answered it, Leorio turning the radio down.

“Yes? Oh hey! Yeah I just saw it. Yeah yeah. Oh my god I cried too! Oh… yes he’s here.”

This made the entire group curious. Which ‘he’ was she referring to?

(Name) bit her lip before responding in a whisper. “No, you’re not fighting him. Oh stop, I told you I was over it already.”

‘I think she’s talking about me.’

Kurapika watched the trees pass by outside his window, a frown on his lips. Even her friends disliked him. Had what he’d done affected her that much?

“Wait tell her I’ll fight him!” Killua yelled.

“Killua you don’t even know who we’re talking about.” (Name) said, covering the speaker of her phone with her hand.

“It’s Kurapika, obviously.” Killua answered, the blonde flinching at the call out. “Who else has-“

“Killua.”

The white haired boy stopped at Leorio’s words. “That’s enough. Let’s not ruin this day, okay?”

Killua knew how important this day was for (Name), but he struggled to stay quiet. It could have been an even better day if she didn’t base it off of Kurapika being there. Then she wouldn’t have been so sad if the movie was cancelled.

‘The only reason we HAD to see it today is because he’ll be leaving soon, and probably never talking to her again.’ Killua thought, frowning. She cared deeply for the blonde, and it pissed Killua off.

(Name) had turned her attention back to her phone. “Wait, really? This week? Oh, I’ll have to check in with everyone first…”

(Name) turned to the group, smiling.

“Who would like to go to the beach Tuesday?”

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Fixer Upper

Part 24

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 23

part 25

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: sexual content, mentions of reader being willing to do anything to keep Leorio with her in the past(including sex, but he doesn’t go through with it obviously), drinking/being drunk

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The mission was long and hard, but Kurapika gained enough new information to make it worth it. He felt exhausted, and hadn’t eaten a good meal the entire month he was gone. He knew as soon as (Name) saw him, she’s be worried.

He had tried harder to take care of himself knowing he’d be returning to (Name), but it was still a struggle. At least he was freshly showered and wearing one of his nicer suits. Maybe… she would think he looked handsome.

That thought made Kurapika blush. He was only a few minutes from her house, and could picture her smiling face when he walked in. It made his heart race, his palms sweaty.

‘Is this what being in love is like?’

Kurapika wasn’t sure if he liked being in love. It made him nervous and his head was clouded with visions of (Name) and a live with her. They made it hard for the blonde to focus on what he really needed to do.

Find the scarlet eyes, and kill the Phantom Troupe, those were his goals. Part of him knew he didn’t have time to spend gravitating towards (Name), but when he stepped out of his cab and onto her driveway, he felt all of his doubts melt away.

Killua’s bike was lying on the lawn next to one of (Name)’s rose bushes, and he noticed that there were a few Halloween decorations dotting her yard. He stepped over a plastic skeleton hand sticking out of the ground, a smile tugging at his lips when he spotted a little cloth ghost hanging from her ghost.

By the door, there was a hay bale, a small scarecrow sitting on it, with enough room to place other items. Kurapika wasn’t had never celebrated Halloween, but knew the basics. ‘Maybe it’s a space for pumpkins or something?’

Kurapika knocked on the door, his duffle bag still slung over his shoulder. The sound of someone shuffling towards the door made him stand up straight and glance at himself in the window.

His hair was a little messy, so he smoothed it out as much as possible before the door opened.

“Wow, it’s you. I didn’t think you’d actually be coming back.”

Kurapika’s smile fell when he spotted Killua standing behind the door, looking the blonde up and down. “Do you not have somewhere to stay, or something? It’s like feeding a stray dog, they always come running back when they’re hungry.”

Kurapika felt his eyebrow twitch in annoyance, quickly pushing past the boy and into the house. “You know how I feel, Killua. I’m here to see her again.”

Killua stood by the door for a moment, watching as Kurapika paused, setting his duffle bag down. He sniffed the air for a moment, Killua raising an eyebrow. “You know I was joking when I said you were like a stray dog, right? You don’t have to act like one.”

He ignored Killua, walking towards the kitchen instead. Kurapika wasn’t sure why, but he felt drawn to whatever was cooking.

(Name) stood near the stove, bending over to open the oven door. She hadn’t noticed him yet, and he was glad. That meant Kurapika got to stare at her plump ass, the jeans she was wearing hugged the curvature of her hips.

“Mmm… I think it’s done.”

She was talking to herself quietly, something he found endearing. He watched as she set something on the stovetop, the blonde peeking over her shoulder.

This was a mistake, because as soon as he stepped closer she jumped. “Hello?”

(Name) whipped her head around, wielding a wooden spoon as a weapon, only to drop it when she spotted that familiar head of blonde hair. “Kurapika?”

Her eyes widened, and he could see tears prickling at the corners. Kurapika didn’t have time to process anything as the girl wrapped him up in her arms, laughing. “You came back, you really came back!”

She looked up at him, a smile stretched across her lips. “I’m so happy. If I’m being honest, I… wasn’t sure you were telling me the truth.”

He felt his heart break a little at her words, but he couldn’t blame her for her doubt. Kurapika only smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

“I missed you, (Name).”

She leaned into his touch, sighing contentedly. “I missed you too…”

The blonde peeked over her again, (Name) turning to see he was staring at the baked good she just took out of the oven. “So… what is that, (Name)?”

She took off her oven mitts, and upon further inspection Kurapika realized both them and her apron her Halloween themed. Her apron was black, with the words ‘gone batty’ written across the chest, and her oven mitts were black with a pattern that consisted of little white skulls and pumpkins.

“Oh, I made some peach cobbler! It’s the perfect treat for the fall season.”

He tilted his head, his eyes following her as she walked towards the freezer. “What are you doing?”

She opened the door to the freezer, pulling out a tub of vanilla ice cream. “You can’t have peach cobbler without vanilla ice cream!”

Kurapika hovered around her. “Well, I’ve never had peach cobbler before so I wouldn’t know.”

(Name) gasped, grabbing a bowl. “Oh, we’ll have to change that.”

She placed a piece of hot peach cobbler into the bowl before leaving two generous scoops of ice cream on top.

“Here you go! I’m going to get bring killua his share, I’ll be right back!”

She walked out of the kitchen carrying a bowl for Killua, leaving Kurapika too look down at his own.

It smelled divine, a strange sense of nostalgia overtaking him as he scooped up a piece of cobbler smothered in ice cream. His mouth watered, he’d missed (Name)’s cooking the entire time he was gone.

He brought the spoon up to his mouth, taking a bite.

‘Oh my god.’

All of a sudden, Kurapika was a child again, sitting in his mothers lap as she fed him spoonfuls of something sweet off of her plate.

“Not too much, Kurapika. It’s almost time for bed.”

He pouted up at her, his little hands grabbing at her bowl. “Just one more, momma! One more bite!”

His mother chuckled, scooping up another spoonful. “Okay baby, one more bite.”

Kurapika felt tears stream down his cheeks as he shoveled the peach cobbler into his mouth, sniffling. Not only was the food delicious, it made him remember when days were simpler. Before he lost his clan.

“Kurapika?”

(Name) stood in the doorway, looking concerned. “Are you alright? You’re crying…”

She used her apron to dab at his tears, the blonde clearing his throat. “I’m fine, just, uh… burnt my tongue.”

“Oh, let me see! I might have something to help.”

He blushed, but stuck out his tongue for her. Kurapika knew she would be able to tell he hadn’t burnt his tongue just by looking at it, but he couldn’t say no.

She hummed a she inspected it, the blonde blushing as she leaned closer. “Hmm… do you want me to kiss it better, Pika?”

His face erupted into a blush. “K-kiss my tongue? Y-you-“

She laughed, pulling back. “I’m joking, I know you didn’t burn your tongue.”

He pouted at her, his face red with embarrassment. “Don’t tease me like that, (Name).”

“Well, don’t lie to me. Why were you crying?”

He couldn’t argue with her, his eyes softening as he took another bite of his treat. “… this food reminds me of my childhood. My mother used to make something similar to it.”

(Name) nodded, now feeling a little bad for teasing him. “I see… I’ll have to make you some more later then.”

She unrolled a section of aluminum foil, covering the pan. “Alluka is flying in today, and I want her and Nanika to try some!”

Kurapika nodded, not taking his eyes off the pan. “Yeah…”

She smiled. “Okay Kurapika, now that you’ve had your snack, I want to show you something!”

He blushed when she grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the kitchen and towards the stairs. “What are you showing me?”

(Name) giggled, leading him to the guest bedroom upstairs. “Open the door and you’ll see!”

Kurapika gave her a curious look before turning the knob and walking in.

His eyes widened at the sight of the room. Before when he peeked, it was a plain white room meant for guests, but now it was furnished with the walls painted a baby blue.

A soft, shaggy rug sat in front of the bed with a pair of navy blue slippers in the middle of it. There was a nice writing desk in the corner of the room for him to work at, and a planter filled with bright red poppies on the windowsill.

“(Name)…”

He picked up the navy blue robe sitting on the bed, seeing an embroidered name written in gold print on the breast pocket.

‘Kurapika’

“This room… is this for me? You… you did this for me?”

She nodded, giving him a shy smile. “Yeah, since you’ll be staying here more permanently, I wanted to make sure it felt like home.”

Kurapika’s breath hitched, his eyes turning that pretty shade of scarlet that only she got to see. “This… this is very sweet, (Name). Thank you.”

He pulled her in for a hug, burying his face in her hair. “It’s no problem, I promise. You have a home here, and I wanted to make sure you knew that.”

The two stayed silent, (Name) raising her hand to pat his back. He wished he could stay this way forever, holding her like this.

“Ah, it’s about time to pick up Alluka…”

She pulled away from him, giving the blonde a smile. “You get settled in, I’ll be back in about an hour.”

(Name) began to walk away, but was stopped by Kurapika grabbing her wrist. “Wait, why did you move me up here? My room was downstairs before…”

Her face heated up, and she stayed facing away from him. “W-well, I wanted to move you upstairs so we’d have the spare bedroom downstairs open for guests. And… it’s more private up here. I know it can be overwhelming sleeping next to Gon and Killua.”

“Yeah, they’re pretty loud.”

They both laughed, (Name) glancing back at him. “Why don’t you go look in your drawers?”

He turned to do just that, and with his grip on her wrist gone, she slipped out of the room.

The reason she’d given him for moving him upstairs was only a half truth. The real reason was a little… selfish.

She wanted him closer to her, so she could bump into him when she walked in the hallway and could share a bathroom with him. It made her blush to think about him walking out of her bathroom wearing the nice robe she bought for him.

And nothing else.

‘Focus! I’ve gotta get Killua so we can pick up Alluka!’

“Kurapika, could you make sure the cats don’t get into the peach cobbler!” she yelled upstairs as she buttoned up Killua’s coat.

He blinked, looking up from the drawer (Name) stuffed full of new clothes for him. ‘Cats? Oh no, the she-devil…’

“I will!”

He walked downstairs as she left, glancing around. “Now, where is it? What was its name again…”

Kurapika scanned the area, grimacing as he made his way towards the kitchen.

The last the blonde had heard, the cat was still at the vet and recovering from giving birth to her kitten. It made sense that it was back, Kurapika had been gone for a month.

‘That kitten must be a month old now. I wonder if (Name) kept it…’

He jumped when he felt something rub against his leg, looking done to see a cream colored kitten with an orange patch on its back. ‘Is this the kitten?’

He reached down to pet it, the kitten purring and butting its head against his palm. “Aww, hey little guy. You like me, huh?”

Kurapika crouched down, scooping up the kitten in his arms and cooing softly as he scratched the top of its head.

This was a mistake, because as soon as the kitten was lifted into the air, it’s eyes went wide as it yowled in surprise.

The sound of something scratching against the floor as it got closer and closer made Kurapika blink. A ball of brown fur appeared in the doorway of Killua’s room, it’s back arched as it approached.

The kitten in his arms squirmed and yowled, causing the cat in front of him to growl and spit. “Shit… hey, hey I’m not hurting it! D-“

Meatloaf got a running start before leaping into the air with its claws extended. Kurapika could only scream.

——————

Kurapika sat behind the kitchen door, holding a hand over his bleeding cheek as he tried to catch his breath. “Jesus Christ… that thing needs an exorcism.”

He stood up and walked towards the sink, splashing some water on his face before holding a paper towel to his cut.

Kurapika tried not to let his eyes wander towards the stovetop where the peach cobbler sat, but the temptation was too strong.

He noticed a small divot in the foil, taking slow steps towards the peach cobbler.

A paw shaped imprint was left in it, and when he pulled back the foil he noticed it went into the peach cobbler as well. “Well… I’ll eat this piece so no one else does. Take on for the team, as Leorio says.”

He followed (Name)’s lead, walking over to the freezer, getting out the ice cream, and fixing himself a serving of peach cobbler.

He sat at the table, a warm and fuzzy feeling washing over him as he ate. “So good… mmm…”

Kurapika felt his stomach drop when he went to scoop up another bite of peach cobbler, only for his spoon to come in contact with the bottom of the bowl.

“…”

He stood up, glancing to the stove, then back to his bowl. “I can’t… I only got another piece to take one for the team…”

But as he approached the stove, pulling back the foil again, he didn’t know if he’d be able to stop himself.

———————

(Name) held onto Alluka’s hand, smiling as the young girl went on and on about her new friends. “Yeah, and we even made friendship bracelets, look!”

She held up her arm to show off a little pink rubber band bracelet. “Oh wow, that’s pretty!”

Alluka laughed and clung to (Name)’s arm, Killua trailing behind them. “I can’t wait to try that peach cobbler, big sis! I’ve never had it before.”

“It’s really good, even if Leorio dislikes it.” Killua spoke up, his hands behind his head as he watched the two, a small smile on his face.

“Well Leorio dislikes any cooked fruit, so I understand.”

The three walked inside, (Name) helping them out of their coats before leading Alluka towards the kitchen. “It’s right in here, you’re going t-“

Kurapika sat at the table, head in his hands. His pants leg and shirt were torn, the signs of catch scratches peeking through the fabric.

On the table was the empty pan of peach cobbler, the foil discarded long ago. Kurapika had given in to temptation, something he didn’t do often.

“Oh, Pika…”

He jumped at the sound of her voice, looking up at her. “I-It’s not what it looks like! I just… the cats! It was the cats!”

Killua poked his head into the doorway. “The cats did what? I know you aren’t blaming my son for whatever you think he did. I don’t care what evidence you h-“

He blinked, looking at the state of the man before him. He was broken and beat down, bits of cobbler clinging to the front of his shirt. “Oh wow. Never mind.”

Killua left the kitchen, leaving Alluka and (Name) to deal with this mess.

“Pika, it wasn’t the cats, was it?”

He looked up to her, his lip trembling. “… no, it wasn’t the cats. I was brutally attacked, though.”

She sighed, turning to Alluka. “I’m sorry sweetheart, I’m going to have to make some more peach cobbler. Go play with your brother.”

Alluka glanced at the blonde, then to (Name). “Is that the guy that was mean to you, big sis? He’s covered in cobbler.”

Kurapika hung his head in shame, now not only for giving into temptation, but at the memory of his past behavior. “Oh, I told Killua to stop telling people about that.”

She gently guided Alluka out of the door. “Go on now, and tell Killua he needs to gossip about things other than my personal relationships!”

Once she was gone, (Name) turned back to Kurapika, the man looking pathetic. “Kurapika…”

He looked up at her shyly. “I’m really sorry, (Name). I don’t know what got into me… it was just too good and… and made me think about my mom.”

She sighed, sitting next to him. “It’s okay, Kurapika but… too much peach cobbler could hurt your tummy and ruin your appetite for dinner.”

Kurapika realized when she placed her hand on his back. “You’re… not mad at me?”

She laughed. “Mad at you? Kurapika, you came into my house today looking like you were about to blow away in the wind like a McDonald’s napkin out a car window. I’ll never get mad at you for eating when you’re hungry.”

(Name) stood up, wiping at his face with her apron. “But, you shouldn’t eat too many sweets before dinner. Ah, but I guess in your case, eating that was like eating a single serving for me, because your nen burns through calories.”

Kurapika nodded, looking down at the dish as if he could still eat. “Honestly, if there was more peach cobbler we wouldn’t be having this conversation because my mouth would be full.”

(Name) snickered. “Yeah yeah, let’s get these scratches disinfected. What did you do to piss Meatloaf off?”

Kurapika grumbled as (Name) sprayed his cuts with disinfectant and placed little Sanrio themed bandaids on them. “… I don’t know, I picked up that kitten and she just came at me like a wild beast!”

(Name) made a face. “That’s her baby, Pika. She’s very protective over him, you can’t just pick up a mothers baby when you’re a stranger in her house.”

Kurapika frowned. ‘Her house? It’s just a cat, an evil, decrepit one at that.’

(Name) took the pan to the sink, filling it with water before taking out the ingredients. “I’m going to make some more peach cobbler, could you call Gon and ask when he’s getting here? Leorio’s supposed to pick him up tonight.”

Kurapika nodded, walking out the door to call Gon.

———————

(Name) grunted as she placed the large baked hen on the counter, wiping her brow.

‘Gon should be here soon, just in time too. All that’s left is for the dinner rolls to finish cooking.’

On cue, she heard the front door open and Killua yell. “Gon!”

(Name) threw her oven mitts onto the counter and ran out the door, pulling Gon and Killua into a hug. “Ugh, now I have all my boys back!”

She tugged Kurapika and Leorio into the group hug. “Oh, and my sweet girl too!” she said, ruffling Alluka’s head.

“Hehe!” Alluka buried her face in (Name)’s shoulder, giggling. “Don’t forget Nanika!”

“Oh, of course. My two sweet girls!”

She kissed Alluka’s forehead twice, once for her and then twice for Nanika. Kurapika watched this, his face flushed and his eyes soft. ‘Cute… she really would be a good mother…’

His face turned a dark shade of red at the thought of her with a baby on her hip, wearing a frilly apron and smiling at him. “Kurapika, welcome home! Say hi to daddy, baby!”

He groaned, stepping away from the hug. Kurapika felt his heart racing, the softness he felt for (Name) almost overwhelming him. He wanted to indulge in her, give into temptation and let his desire take over.

She smelled so nice, the scent of her usual perfume and peach cobbler making his head feel fuzzy. “(Name)… you smell good.”

Killua made a face. “Why are you sniffing my mom? You’re taking this stray dog thing too far.”

Kurapika glared at him, pulling (Name) a little closer so only he was holding her. “At least puppies are cute.”

(Name) laughed, allowing him to hold her. “Oh, so you’re my cute little puppy now, Pika?”

His breath hitched as a blush spread across his face, his cock hardening against her tummy. “P-puppy?”

(Name) felt her face grow hot, Killua scoffing. “Hey, no one is cuter than me, I’m the baby!”

Alluka huffed, tugging on her brothers sleeve. “Hey, technically I’m the baby and I’m objectively the cutest!”

“Objectively? No way!”

As the two argued, Gon and Leorio attempting to calm them down, (Name) glanced up at Kurapika, gently pressing against his bulge. She stood on her tippy toes, leaning in close whisper into his ear.

“You should go upstairs and deal with that before someone notices, puppy~”

She kissed his cheek before walking towards the kitchen to finish up dinner, the blonde staring with his jaw dropped.

He took her advice, running up the stairs, face hot and palms sweaty as he gripped the railing.

———————

A few days passed by quietly, Kurapika settling back into the routine of (Name)’s house. Everyone woke up at around 7-9 am, ate breakfast, then left to do their own things.

Today, however, was different. (Name) had all of the kids bundled up in coats, smiling and taking pictures before turning to Kurapika. “Pika, would you like to come costume shopping with us? The kids haven’t decided what they wanted to be yet, so we’re going to browse. I haven’t got my costume either…”

Kurapika looked up from his laptop, glancing between the three teens then to (Name). “Costumes?”

Killua huffed. “Yeah, for Halloween. But honestly Kurapika, your face is scary enough. I don’t think you need a costume.”

Before the blonde could retort, (Name) placed a hand on Kurapika’s cheek. “Oh stop it, Killua. Kurapika so quite handsome, I think we all know that.”

She smiled, giving his cheek an affectionate pat. Kurapika couldn’t help but blush, gazing up at her with soft eyes. “… I’m come along.”

(Name) squealed, jumping up and down. “Are you going to get a costume too, Kurapika?”

He raised an eyebrow, setting his coffee cup down. “Aren’t I too old for that?”

Killua and Gon grimaced. “Are you forgetting (Name)’s older than you?”

Kurapika blinked and looked to (Name), who was now pouting. “Too old? You’re never too old for a Halloween costume. Besides, I wanted to ask if…”

She looked up at him. “If you wanted to come with me and Leorio to a costume party this weekend.”

The thought of getting to spend more time with her, and away from the children that distracted her made his heart race. “Oh… well, that does sound fun.”

She grinned, pulling him towards the door. “Then put on your coat and let’s go!”

——————

(Name) hummed as she held onto Alluka’s hand while they crossed the street. “Do you three have any ideas on what you’re getting? Did you ask Zushi?”

Killua’s eyes widened. “Oh, no we haven’t, but we’re going to call him so he can help us! And the only idea we have… is ninjas.”

Kurapika snickered. “Oh, is Hanzo your role model or something?”

“No, but he’s a better role model than you.”

The two glared at each other, but (Name) was quick to give them both a look. “Hey, no fighting. We’re going to have fun, and pick out our costumes.”

The two grumbled but listened. Gon, who was holding (Name)’s other hand, laughed. “(Name), you’re just like a mom!”

She laughed as Kurapika blushed behind her. “I guess I am, aren’t I? And you three are my babies!”

She giggled as they walked into the store, squeezing Gon and Alluka’s hands. Kurapika stared at this, feeling his heart thump against his chest. ‘I want…’

He watched as she guided them towards the costume section, following her figure.

‘I want to start a family with her.’

The thought plagued his mind more than once while he was away. Kurapika knew it was wrong to let it linger in his mind, after all he pushed her away for a reason, but he couldn’t stop the fuzzy feeling that overtook him when he imagined marrying (Name), getting her pregnant and having a child together.

He could imagine it now, then living together with a little one on the way. Kurapika would come home after a long day at work and hold his cute little wife in his lap while he rubbed her baby bump. Sweet kisses would turn into lingering touches, before her panties were slipped to the side and he pushed into her, gently bouncing her on his cock. He’d keep his pace slow, a hand on her baby bump to remind him why he was here, why he was still alive.

He shook his head before he could get too hard, glancing back up to see (Name) browsing through the women’s section of costumes. Kurapika decided to approach her, glancing at the costume she had in her hands.

It was a random with costume, with a black dress and witch hat. Even though it was plain, Kurapika’s heart raced thinking about her all dressed and as a little witch. “Is that the one your getting?”

“No, I don’t think I’ll be getting anything here.”

She sounded disappointed, putting the costume back on the rack. “Huh? Why, do you not like the options?”

He glanced down the aisle, spotting multiple costumes that seemed like something (Name) would like.

“It’s not that, Pika. They just don’t have my size. They only go up to a large.”

She showed him the packaging, and he made a face. “But they go up to an extra large in the men’s section, I don’t understand.”

She shrugged, sighing. “Looks like I’ll either have to order something or make my own costume.”

(Name) tried to smile. “Not being a part of the norm means you have to be creative sometimes!”

Kurapika frowned, his eyes following her gaze. She was looking at a pretty angel costume. “… I see.”

The two walked over to the kids section to check on the others.

“You said ninjas!”

“Alluka, we are not going as Naruto characters.”

“But Sakura’s costume is so pink! I love pink!”

(Name) laughed, walking over to the group. She spotted Gon a little further down the aisle, his phone out as he FaceTimed Zushi.

“Hey Zushi!” (Name) called out, leaning into frame. The boy beamed, waving.

“Miss (Name), it’s so good to see you! Mr. Wing told me to tell you he appreciates you letting me stay with you to celebrate Halloween!”

She giggled, waving her hand dismissively. “Oh, it’s no problem, you’re always welcome here, and just (Name) is fine.”

Zushi rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, before Gon spoke up. “Have Killua and Alluka stopped fighting yet? I think I found something we can all agree on!”

“They’re still fighting, but I can fix that.”

Within a few seconds, Alluka was in (Name)’s arms and Killua was trailing behind. The poor girl was sniffling, still clutching the Sakura costume. “I like this one though!”

(Name) patted her back, sighing. “I know, but we don’t always get what we want. Let’s try to have some compromise okay? Why don’t you look at what Gon found before making your decision?”

She snuggled, letting (Name) wipe away her tears. “Okay… thanks big sis.”

She set Alluka down, ruffling her hair a little. The girl gave (Name) a quick hug before she turned to see what Gon found. This made Kurapika smile.

‘These kids really love her.’

“Oh!”

Alluka smiled, holding up a TMNT costume, specifically the Donatello one. “Oh, I love teenage mutant ninja turtles! This is perfect!”

Killua looked to Alluka’s choice, frowning but staying quiet. (Name) noticed this, turning to hold onto his hand. “Killua, what’s wrong?” she asked quietly. The white haired boy huffed, crossing his arms.

“… I wanted to be Donatello. But… it’s okay.”

(Name) tilted her head. “Can’t you both be Donatello? There’s multiple c-“

“Mom, that’s not how it works! There can’t be two Donatellos! Who would be Leonardo then?”

She held up her hands in surrender. “My bad, I didn’t know how passionate you were about this.”

Kurapika tried not to snicker, watching as they picked out their costumes. Gon was Michelangelo, Killua settled on Leonardo, Alluka picked Donatello, and Zushi was okay with being Raphael.

(Name) let the three browse the toy and game section while she helped Kurapika try to find his costume. “Hmm, so what are you thinking about wearing, Pika?”

He blushed, looking around the aisle. “W-well, what do you plan on being?”

She raised an eyebrow, but didn’t ask why that mattered. “Oh, I want to be an angel. But…”

(Name) sighed, looking through some costumes. “They don’t have my size here. I may have to look there again…”

She blushed and started to play with her hair. “There? What do you mean by that?”

Kurapika was curious now, her reaction alone enough to get him asking more questions. “It’s… it’s a lingerie store. Sometimes they sell uh… sexy costumes. I dressed up as a sexy nurse last year when Leorio and I went to a costume party. The costumes are short, but a pair of leggings usually does the trick.”

Now the image of (Name) in a sexy nurse costume was bouncing around his mind. “I-I see. Perhaps I could go with you. To, um, help you pick your costume.”

She held back a laugh, giving him a teasing smile. “Uh huh, sure, you can come with me. Pick out your costume, then I’ll take the kids to Leorio’s so we can do some shopping.”

Kurapika wasn’t sure, but was she… teasing him? He blushed regardless. “I’ll pick out my costume once you find yours then…”

He looked away, clearing his throat. “We can match.”

She felt her cheeks heat up, nodding before she looked away as well. “That… sounds nice.”

As they walked towards the checkout, (Name) couldn’t help but sigh. ‘What are we? We’ve kissed, that stuff in the car happened, and… he tried to finger me while he was sick…’

She didn’t want to get ahead of herself, but most people would assume he had some kind of attraction to her. It was hard for (Name) to believe with him specifically.

She didn’t think she was particularly ugly, but Kurapika had made it pretty clear that he wasn’t interested in her during York New.

‘So why has he been acting so…’

(Name) sighed, scanning the items and putting them in plastic bags. ‘It’s confusing, I never know what he’s thinking or what he truly wants with me.’

He at least considered her a friend, and although she still had feelings for Kurapika, she was fine with just being friends. Hell, part of her wouldn’t mind if all he wanted was someone to fool around with to let off some stress, even if the thought of him using her for her body made her heart ache.

Anything was better than being abandoned again, after all.

————————

(Name) and Kurapika stood outside the lingerie store, the blonde next to her a blushing, stuttering mess. “D-do you come here often?”

She laughed, holding his hand. “No, not really. I’ve only been in here twice.”

Hesitantly, Kurapika allowed her to lead him inside. He’d never been inside a store purely meant for lingerie, and he was already overwhelmed.

“Hello ladies, if you need any help picking something out, please let me- wait, (Name)?”

The woman behind the counter had soft brown hair and big, pink eyes. She left her post, running towards (Name) and hugging her. “Dia? Oh my gosh, how have you been?”

The woman giggled, pulling away from the hug to get a good look at her. “I’ve been great! I just graduated this year, again thank you so much for saving me and mom. If you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to graduate at all!”

Kurapika listened to this conversation with a confused look on his face. “Saved? What does she mean by that, (Name)?”

Dia blinked, looking at Kurapika. “Oh, is this your girlfriend (Name)?”

Kurapika blushed. “I’m not a girl…”

(Name) laughed, patting Kurapika’s arm reassuringly. “This is my friend, Kurapika. He’s a hunter too. And to answer your question, Kurapika, I work as a support hunter for a private company. Sometimes that work includes provide relief to disaster zones. I saved her from a burning building.”

Dia nodded, clinging to (Name). “Yeah, and my mom too! She carried us out like a fire fighter while crying.”

(Name) blushed. “H-hey! You guys were really heavy I’ll have you know!”

Dia laughed, and Kurapika couldn’t help but feel impressed. “(Name) that’s… amazing.”

(Name) waved her hand dismissively. “It’s nothing, I would do it again in a heartbeat.”

Dia smiled and pulled away, glancing back at Kurapika before looking at (Name). “So, what are you here for today? Is he your…”

She glanced at Kurapika with a sly smile, causing the both of them to blush and stutter. “N-no, he’s just a friend. Kurapika wanted to help me pick out my Halloween costume.”

Dia tilted her head, almost looking disappointed. “Halloween costume? You’re lucky, we just got some shipped in today. Come on, I’ll show you the new arrivals!”

Kurapika tried to stay calm, his face neutral as he followed behind the two. It was just lingerie, and he was helping (Name), his dear friend find a Halloween costume. Nothing more, nothing less.

But when they got to the plus sized section and he got a peek at the options laid out before him, it was hard not to imagine (Name) in them and subsequently get hard.

There was a decently wide variety, but the first thing Dia picked up was a devil themed lingerie set that would barely cover anything. Kurapika didn’t even know if it would cover her nipples.

“How about this? It’s our best seller right now!”

(Name) sighed, lifting the bottoms up. “Sorry, but my…”

She glanced at Kurapika, before continuing. “My um… lady bits would not fit in that. My ass would be hanging out.”

Dia tilted her head. “Is that a problem?”

Kurapika was too busy trying to not get hard to hear their conversation. He focused on the floor, counting the tiles.

“It’s for a costume party, so it will have to at least cover my bits. I’d prefer more coverage if possible.”

Dia sighed. “That’ll limit your options a bit. We have a few costumes this way that would probably work.”

(Name) grabbed Kurapika’s hand to lead him away, realizing how embarrassing it must be to shop for lingerie with his female friend. If only she knew that he was imagining her in each item of clothing he saw.

“These are the costumes with the most coverage. There’s only 7, with varying levels of it.”

(Name) looked over her options, humming softly. Kurapika watched as her eyes caught on an angel costume. It was a short, sleeveless white dress with little wings, and angel themed garter belts. Kurapika also noticed it came with a set of white, lacy lingerie.

He already thought of her as an angel, so imagining her in a costume like this wasn’t hard at all.

It was cute, but one look at the price tag made (Name) frown. “Ah, do you think these will go on clearance before this weekend?”

Dia shook her head, giving (Name) a sympathetic look. “No, probably not. Our costumes usually only go on sale after Halloween.”

(Name) sighed, glancing between the costumes. The cheapest option was a frumpy looking mermaid costume, and the lingerie paired with it was underwhelming at best. She picked it up, looking it over and sighing. “I think I’ll-“

Kurapika grabbed the angel costume in (Name)’s size and began walking towards the counter, not giving her a second glance.

“Pika, what are y- hey stop!”

She followed after him, face hot as she attempted to grab his sleeve. Kurapika gave her a look, setting the costume on the counter. “Don’t worry about it, (Name). Consider it payback for the peach cobbler.”

She whined a little, Dia scanning it with a smirk. “Pikaaa! Cobbler costs almost nothing to make, this costume is nearly $100!”

“Well, it’s the only costume for you. You are my angel, after all.”

She blinked, face growing hotter by the second. Kurapika smiled before leaning in to whisper into her ear. “And that was for teasing me the other day.”

He kissed her cheek before pulling back and paying for the costume, Dia staring at them both with shock in her eyes and a light blush on her cheeks. “(Name), I thought you said he wasn’t your boyfriend!”

“H-he isn’t!”

Kurapika had turned to leave, smirking to himself. “Then why did he buy lingerie for you? Is he some kind of pervert?”

The smirk fell from his face, his cheeks turning red. “W-what? Pervert?”

(Name) rolled her eyes, grabbing Kurapika’s hand. “He’s no pervert, he’s just… a little awkward when it comes to giving gifts.”

It was starting to dawn on Kurapika that he had bought (Name) lingerie. Not just a costume. “Wait, I just wanted to buy it for you, I promise it’s not like th-“

(Name) gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “I know, Pika. You didn’t realize it, it’s fine. It’s still sweet that you bought my costume for me, I really appreciate it.”

He felt his heart thump against his chest, grateful for her understanding. (Name) exchanged numbers with Dia before leaving, never taking her hand out of Kurapika’s.

——————

It was Saturday, and after texting Dia, she agreed to come over and watch the kids for the night. “I really appreciate this, it’s been so long I’ve been able to go out with all my friends!” (Name) said, packing her costume and makeup into her bag. She couldn’t let the kids see what she’d be wearing, so her and Kurapika planned on getting dressed at Leorio’s apartment.

“It’s no problem, I owe you for saving me and mom.”

(Name) left a few $20 bills on the counter. “Here’s some money for dinner, keep anything left over.”

She turned to the three kids, giving them a group hug before cupping Killua’s cheeks.

“Killua.”

He gulped, staring into (Name)’s serious eyes. “Yes, mom?”

“I expect you to be on your BEST behavior tonight, okay?”

He pouted, puffing out his cheeks. “Hey, why aren’t you saying that to the others too?”

“Because if you are chill, the others usually follow suit.”

Killua couldn’t really argue with that, so he just sighed. “I’ll be on my best behavior.”

“Good, now…” she kissed each of their foreheads before grabbing her keys and purse. “I’ll be back late tonight, hopefully in time to tuck you all into bed. Bye!”

Gon patted Killua’s shoulder as she left, noticing Killua’s face falling. Dia turned to the kids, giving them a peppy smile. “So, who wants to play a board game?”

Kurapika looked up from the passenger seat, giving (Name) a shy smile. “Do you think they’ll be okay?”

“Oh, I’ll just be happy if I come back and the house is still intact.”

The two were quiet as they drove to Leorio’s apartment. Kurapika wasn’t the partying type, but he had to admit it was a little exciting.

This wouldn’t be just any ordinary party, it was organized by the Hunter Organization and would be a good chance to mingle with potential allies. Even though it was advertised as a fun party for the adult hunters of the world to have a moment of relaxation with free drinks and food, Kurapika knew that occasions such as these were not usually what they seemed.

“So any adult hunters are invited?”

(Name) nodded, pulling up to Leorio’s apartment. “Mhm, and there’s a strict no violence rule. So Kurapika…”

(Name) killed the car, taking a deep breath before continuing. “That means anyone, and I mean anyone with a Hunters license can attend.”

Kurapika understood what she was implying. He knew at least one of the Phantom Troupe members had a hunters license and had prepared for situations like this. It’s not like Kurapika was a wild animal, he could control his anger and need for vengeance against the Phantom Troupe if it meant keeping his friends safe and gaining something more important.

At least, he was assuming he could. A quick flashback to launching Chrollo into (Name) when he captured the leader of the Phantom Troupe surfaced in his mind, causing him to wince. “Yeah, I understand.”

She placed a hand over his, giving him a comforting smile. “If it helps, from what I heard the phantom troupe member almost never shows up to these kinds of events, I don’t think he even voted in the chairman election.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Where did you hear that information from?”

(Name) remained quiet, and she almost looked… nervous. “You remember the person I got the information on Dracule Midnight from? It’s the same guy.”

Kurapika stared at her for a moment, eyeing her as she grabbed her purse and put her keys into it. “I see.”

He decided to leave it at that, not wanting to potentially ruin (Name)’s night. She’d been looking forward to this party all week, and he wasn’t going to ruin it over his usual suspicion and paranoia.

But Kurapika couldn’t get over the lingering thought that she was hiding something from him. Something big.

The two walked up to Leorio’s apartment, the tall man opening the door with a smile. “I finally get to see your costume in person! Go on, the bathroom is all yours sunshine. You go ahead, we can get ready out here.”

She gave him a smile before walking to the bathroom and closing the door behind her. Leorio and Kurapika glanced at each other. “So, did you finally decide on something, Kurapika?”

Kurapika dumped his bag onto the couch, answering Leorio’s question by holding up a pair of devil horns. “(Name) helped me choose.”

The two turned away from each other and changed in the living room. Kurapika gave Leorio a look when he saw his outfit. “… really?”

Leorio was wearing a white robe, a pair of sandals, and a fluffy beard. “Yeah. I’m god, I wanted to fit the theme.”

“Uh huh.”

Kurapika pulled on a shirt black hood, placing the little devil horns to the top of his head. When he looked himself in the mirror, he nearly laughed.

“Oh, Kurapika, your horns are crooked!”

The two turned to see (Name) walking out of the bathroom, both of their jaws neatly hitting the floor.

The short white dress clinged her figure, the sweetheart neckline showing off her ample breasts. She pulled at the fabric around her tummy a little, but besides that she didn’t seem to be too upset with her costume.

The garter belts squished against her thighs, soft flesh spilling over them. The halo on her head and wings on her back wiggled a little with each movement.

Leorio was the first to recover, clearing his throat and giving her a flustered smile. “Shit, sunshine, you look hot.”

Kurapika was still recovering, or else he would have sent Leorio a mean glare. He was definitely hard, but thankfully his cape was able to hide the evidence of his arousal.

“Thank you, Leorio. And…”

She walked over to Kurapika, reaching her arms up. When she did, her breasts squished together, giving the blonde a perfect look at her cleavage. She fixed his devil horns before smiling. “There, that’s better.”

She turned around to grab her purse, the two nearly passing out. Her plump ass was barley covered by her dress, and when she moved to pick up her purse Leorio quickly sprinted over. “Woah there, (Name)! That dress is too short to be bending over in. For tonight, just ask me or Kurapika if you need something grabbed, okay?”

She tilted her head. “Hmm? Okay, I understand.”

Leorio picked up her purse, even opting to carry it for her. Kurapika finally found his voice, letting out a soft. “Y-you look so pretty…” before he groaned and his his red face behind his hands.

(Name) felt her face burn, her hands finally leaving the fabric around her tummy. This made the blonde gulp, finally getting a full view of her figure.

He would give anything to have her in his arms, to squish and knead her soft flesh, but right now he had to focus. This party was a good chance to get more information on the eyes, and maybe even the phantom troupe!

She popped her glossy lips in the mirror, looking over her makeup one last time before before she turned to the other two. “Let’s get going, then!”

The three climbed into (Name)’s van, Leorio taking the wheel. “It’s being held in that big hotel in the center of town. Apparently Pariston rented out the whole thing so Hunters out of town could stay for free.”

(Name) seemed to grimace at the mention of Pariston’s name, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the blonde next to her. ‘Do they have some kind of history..?’

Kurapika didn’t want to think of the slimy, former zodiac having anything to do with (Name), but they at least knew each other.

“We’re here.”

Kurapika was quick to get out and rush over to (Name)’s side, offering his hand. “Here, let me help you.”

(Name) giggled, giving him her hand and allowing him to place a hand on her waist to support her as she stepped out. The two checked over her, making sure everything was in place.

“You two worry too much! Even if something rides up, they’ll probably think what I’m wearing underneath is a part of my costume.”

Kurapika nearly had a heart attack, looking down her body. “W-what do you mean by that?”

(Name) raised an eyebrow. “I’m wearing the lingerie that came with my costume. I wasn’t going to, but I figured I might as well, considering how expensive it is.”

She giggled, holding onto her purse. “Who knows? I might even get lucky tonight~”

Kurapika nearly choked on his spit, Leorio quickly patting his back. “E-excuse me?”

(Name) snickered, playing with the hem of her dress. “I don’t know, I heard there’s some pretty handsome new Hunters attending this party, maybe I’ll get lucky.”

Kurapika didn’t answer, gritting his teeth as he clenched his fists in his pockets. “…”

He didn’t want to imagine her in the arms of another man, it made his hands itch. Kurapika wouldn’t know what he would do if someone even thought about touching her tonight.

It seemed like the blonde had a new goal. Make sure she doesn’t get lucky tonight.

Leorio gave the blonde a worried glance. He knew (Name) a lot better than Kurapika did, so he knew she wasn’t being serious. (Name) was a virgin, and she was saving it for someone she loved.

He knew this from… experience.

Leorio shook his head, trying not think of the past, a past where him and (Name) clung to each other after the events of York New. He’d been so worried about her after Kurapika’s harsh words and actions, he stayed with her an entire month.

‘… I still wish I never did that, never made her… made her feel like she owed me…’

Even though (Name) had consoled him time and time again, saying it wasn’t his fault she felt that way, he still felt guilty. They hadn’t had sex, and Leorio was glad. She wasn’t ready, and was only willing to do it due to her desperate need to keep him with her.

He could remember her tears, her trembling arms when he pulled her top off. “(Name)? Sunshine what’s wrong?”

She shook her head, hiccuping, wiping at her tears. “N-nothing! Nothings wrong, you can… you can do whatever you want to me.”

Leorio paused, pulling his hands away from her breasts. “… (Name), sex isn’t something I do to you, it’s something we do together.”

She shook her head, her chest heaving. “Please… please I promise it’s okay, j-just promise you won’t leave me, a-and you can do anything. I promise… I promise I won’t cry, I-“

She felt something her fall onto her cheeks, looking up to see Leorio’s eyes full of tears. “Oh, oh sunshine…”

He pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. “No, no I can’t do that to you. I love you, (Name), and that means staying with you, no matter what. Your body is yours, it isn’t something you should… should feel you have to give me.”

(Name) began to sob, and they held each other. Leorio helped get her dressed, ordering takeout before they crashed on the couch together.

Since then, he hasn’t made a real move on her. It was obvious to him she wasn’t in love, that she was so scared he’d leave that she was willing to do anything. Leorio wanted, loved her, but now that Kurapika was back…

The way she looked at him, teased him, blushed in Kurapika’s presence was something Leorio had never experienced. He wanted to hate Kurapika, but he couldn’t. She loved him so much, so much that Leorio couldn’t help but cheer the blonde on a little. At the end of the day, Leorio wanted (Name)’s happiness more than anything, and if that meant letting Kurapika have her, he would be okay with that.

“Leorio, do you think I’ll be able to stuff some of those fancy chocolates in my purse for the kiddos? You’ll cover for me right?”

Leorio let out a barking laugh, joining her side. “Yeah, only if I get some too.”

——————

Everyone’s eyes were on the three when they walked in.

Well, more like everyone’s eyes were on (Name) and her form fitting costume. Kurapika could already feel the leering glares of several men on (Name), his grip on her hand tightening slightly.

“(Name)!”

Kurapika barely had time to react, (Name) was already being picked up and spun around by a certain blue haired woman. “Menchi!”

The two laughed, (Name) hugging her tight. “Oh, I haven’t seen you in forever!” (Name) said, looking up at her.

She was wearing a chef costume, or perhaps it was just her uniform?

Menchi sighed, patting her cheek affectionately. “Well, I was in York New a few months ago, same time as you. I swear I felt your aura when I was shopping, but then it disappeared.”

“Huh? That’s weird. I would have loved to see you!”

Kurapika looked away, focusing on the floor. When they were shopping for her dress in York New, Kurapika sensed Menchi’s presence and had (Name) use Zetsu so she couldn’t be detected.

(Name) didn’t seem to remember this, so Kurapika stayed quiet. He didn’t like Menchi, and didn’t want to admit he did it out of jealousy.

“So who’s all here? I don’t have everyone’s numbers, so I only knew you and Bisky would be coming.”

Menchi hummed. “Well, I know I saw Satotz and that magician guy.”

Leorio and (Name) groaned. “Not Hisoka. Why is he here, who invited him?”

“Me.”

The two screamed, (Name) jumping into Leorio’s arms. Behind them stood Illumi, dressed in a vampire costume. He had snuck up behind them so quietly none of the three had noticed.

“Holy- we need to put a bell on you.”

Leorio set (Name) down, making sure to check her dress to ensure nothing rode up before he began to step away. “I’m uh… going to go mingle with the others. You two have fun.”

Illumi stared down at the two, Menchi having snuck away moments prior. “(Name). Blonde one.”

Kurapika scowled as he held onto (Name)’s arm protectively. “What do you want, Illumi?”

The dark haired man glanced down to where Kurapika held onto (Name). “… nothing. Just wanted to tell (Name) that I’ll be in town next month.”

She stiffened next to Kurapika, nodding. “Okay, just text me when.”

Kurapika blinked, looking between the two, but didn’t ask anything until Illumi was out of earshot. “Okay, what the hell was that? What business do you have with Illumi?”

(Name) let go of his arm, thinking for a moment before answering. “… he’s the one that helped me get the Kurta cookbook, so I owe him a favor.”

Kurapika paused, glancing at the dark haired assassin as he walked away. “I see.”

Kurapika followed (Name) around as she talked to random Hunters, occasionally tugging her away if their eyes drifted below her face.

“Hey, I wasn’t done talking to him!” (Name) complained as Kurapika pushed her down the hallway.

“He was staring at you inappropriately.” Kurapika said as he stared at her ass while she walked ahead of him.

“Yeah, I know. Didn’t I say I was planning on getting lucky tonight?”

Kurapika’s eye twitched. “Yes, you did say that. However, that’s not happening.”

“Excuse you?”

(Name) turned on her heels, poking a finger into his chest. “I don’t know who you think you are, Kurapika Kurta, but I can do what I want with my body. It’s none of your business. It’s not like you’re my boyfriend or something!”

She huffed and began to walk off, the blonde hurrying to catch up. “W-wait! I just want to make sure you’re… you’re safe! Not all Hunters are good people, for gods sake, Hisoka became a Hunter!”

(Name) paused, her pout fading away into a soft frown. “I can handle myself, but… I appreciate you worrying over me. It’s sweet.”

Kurapika almost felt guilty. He didn’t say these things out of genuine worry, he was jealous, yet she was smiling and thanking him. “… I’m not sweet, (Name),”

(Name) shook her head and grabbed his hand. “You are, Kurapika. You’re always worrying over me, it shows me you really do care.”

Kurapika felt his heart squeeze painfully as she followed him towards a large room. ‘No, if anyone’s sweet it’s you, (Name).’

They walked into the room, spotting Cheadle speaking to some new hunters. “Cheadle! Cheadlee!!”

The woman looked up, seeing (Name) approaching with Kurapika not far behind. “Ahh, Miss (Name). I see you were able to attend after all.”

She was dressed as Sophie from Howl’s Moving Castle, wearing the blue dress from the majority of the movie.

Chairwoman Cheadle offered a hand to shake, (Name) pulling her in for a hug instead. “H-hey! I’m the Chairwoman, have some respect!”

But she hugged (Name) back, huffing. “Well, I guess it’s okay, after all you had to deal with Pariston’s antics.”

Kurapika watched the interaction with wide eyes, still trying to figure out (Name)’s connection to Pariston. “Hehe, sorry Cheadle. I forget that you got the Chairman position after Pariston stepped down.”

Cheadle huffed. “Speaking of Pariston, he’s going around telling people we are matching on purpose, so don’t believe him. He heard I was coming as Sophie and bought a Howl costume before I had time to get another one! He just loves to mess with me…”

(Name) grimaced. “Oh, damn it.”

Kurapika scowled, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Howl is that guy from the movie we watched, correct?”

(Name) groaned, leaning into his shoulder. “Yeah, and he’s my favorite character. Ugh…”

They said their goodbyes to Cheadle before moving to the next room. It seemed to be set up with multiple games, including stuff like bobbing for apples, a few different arcade machines, and carnival games.

“Is that…”

Kurapika watched as (Name)’s face lit up. “Knuckle! Shoot! Morel!”

She sprinted away, squealing and giggling in delight. A man with a black pompadour turned, his face shifting from an annoyed one to one of surprise when (Name) jumped up and into his arms.

“Shit, buttercup is that you?”

Kurapika felt his blood boil when the man held her up like she was a cat, his hands under her arms and dangerously close to her boobs. “Hehe, yes it’s me!”

The man pulled her into a hug, spinning her around before placing her on her feet. “I’m so glad to see you’re doing alright now. You’re quite the little fighter aren’t ya?”

The men beside him turned to greet her, the tallest crouching down to her level and ruffling her hair. “Gave us a real scare back then, ya know?”

The other man, one with purple hair laughed, pinching her cheek. “This one ain’t going down without a fight. Remember what she did to that ant?”

Kurapika wasn’t paying much attention to the conversation, just standing behind (Name) and tapping his foot like a petulant child. “Hey, who’s your friend, (Name)?”

Kurapika kept a hand on her hip, eyeing the men. “Oh, this is Kurapika! We took the Hunter Exam together!”

At the mention of his name, the three grimaced. “I see, he’s the rat zodiac c-“

“Ain’t he that lowlife that broke your wrist?”

(Name) frowned, and suddenly Kurapika wasn’t so testy. “Hey, it was an accident. Damn it, Killua needs to stop telling everyone my business.”

Knuckle squared up to the blonde, looking down at him. Kurapika didn’t falter, staring back up at knuckle with his eyes turning scarlet. “He bothering you, buttercup? I don’t really care for men that lay hands on women, I’ll have you know.”

The black haired man pushed (Name) behind him, keeping an arm held out protectively. “No, he’s not bothering me. Kurapika is my friend, and he already apologized for that.”

(Name) stepped between the two before they could fight, immediately changing the subject. “Anyways, what are you all dressed as?”

Knuckle stared at Kurapika for a second longer before taking a deep breath and turning his gaze to (Name). “Well, I’m a greaser. Shoot’s the grim reaper, and Morel is Frankenstein’s monster.”

(Name) giggled. “Oh, those are excellent costumes! They fit you all so well!”

Shoot smiled, patting her shoulder. “Yeah, and an angel fits you pretty well.”

“Though, I don’t think anything’s angelic about how much skin you’re showing, girlie.” Morel teased.

Her face heated up, and she played with her dress as Knuckle blinked. The man hadn’t taken the time to actually look at her costume, too focused on Kurapika.

“O-oh yeah, you look…”

He stare down at her, now noticing just how much skin she was showing. His eyes landed on her ample breasts, and Kurapika growled. “Her eyes are up here, you creep.”

Knuckle blushed, holding up his hands. “I didn’t mean it! You uh, you look real good buttercup. Hot.”

(Name) laughed, giving Knuckle a reassuring squeeze. “It’s fine, I’m dressed like this for a reason. I don’t mind you looking~”

She smiled up at him, giggling. This made Knuckle short circuit, his hands up in the air as he tried to stutter out a response.

“Ehem.”

Kurapika cleared his throat, his scarlet eyes narrowed as he glared at them. “Can I have a word with you, angel?”

He grabbed her arm, squeezing lightly to make sure she understood. “Oh, sure. I’ll see you guys later!”

(Name) waved to them as she was dragged away, Knuckle scowling. “Should we really let him take her away like that? He hurt her before, and he’s obviously pissed off over something.” Knuckle said, watching their figures as they disappeared from sight.

“He isn’t giving off any malicious aura. And I think we more than anyone understand that she can handle herself.” Morel answered, going back to his game.

Shoot put a hand on Knuckle’s shoulder. “I know you have a soft spot for her, but she’ll be okay. Leorio’s around her somewhere, he isn’t going to let anything happen to her.”

Knuckle sighed, finally looking away from the two. “Yeah, you’re right.”

———————

(Name) whined a little, nearly tripping over her own two feet as she was dragged away by Kurapika. “H-hey, slow down, I’m gonna trip!”

The blonde didn’t respond, but squeezed (Name)’s hand gently. She huffed, but let him continue to pull her away.

That was until they spotted Hanzo lingering in the hallway. Everything happened so quick that (Name) could barely process it.

Kurapika scanned the area, opened up the door to the janitors closet, shoved her in, then pinned her to the wall. “Use Zetsu.”

Under any other circumstances, she may have argued, but (Name) didn’t really want to talk to Hanzo in the first place, so she complied.

They watched his shadow pass under the door, keeping as quiet as they could. (Name) squirmed slightly, feeling Kurapika’s knee between her thighs. He had his hand covering his mouth, and when Hanzo finally left he turned those scarlet eyes on her.

“He’s gone.” (Name) said softly, expecting Kurapika to move.

But he didn’t.

He nodded, looking down at her, his eyes traveling from her face, to her chest, and then to the knee he had between her thighs.

She squeaked when he moved it up to her crotch, her hands shooting out to his chest. “H-hey, what are y-“

In a flash, she was turned around, now facing the wall as Kurapika pressed against her. One of his hands moved upwards to her chest, cupping one of her breasts as the other slipped under her dress. “P-Pika! You-“

“You said you wanted to get lucky tonight, didn’t you?”

(Name) felt her cheeks grow hot, and she couldn’t deny that the feeling of his fingers growing closer to her panties was getting her worked up. “I… I did say that.”

Kurapika leaned in, planting kisses on her neck. “Mhm, you did. And god, it pissed me off.”

She squeaked when he bit down on her neck, his index finger tapping against her clothed pussy. “Can’t even think about someone else touching you…”

(Name) let out a shaky breath when he began to rub her through her panties, whining softly. “Kurapika…”

He continued nipping at her neck, gently sucking on her sensitive skin. “Shh, you don’t want anyone to hear us, do you?”

(Name) pouted, but quieted down, squeezing her eyes shut. “There, that’s my good girl. Only I get to hear those sounds, you got it? Only me.”

She felt his hard on press into her ass as he continued to rub her through her panties, his index finger finding her clit. He paused when she let out a soft moan, bucking her hips into his hand.

“Does that feel good, angel?”

He rubbed circles into her clit, kissing up her neck and jaw. “Mhm… r-right there, stay right there.”

He smiled against her cheek before tilting her head to the side to steal a kiss. “So pretty… my angel, I just want to make you feel good, okay?”

She whimpered into his mouth, feeling his tongue slip into hers. “Mmph..!”

She was getting close, beginning to buck her hips into his hand. “P-Pika! Pika!”

He groaned, her ass pressing right into his crotch. “That’s it, almost there. Just focus on my fingers, okay angel?”

She nodded, holding onto the wall, letting out a mewl as she came. When her legs buckled, he caught her with an arm around her waist. “You did so good, angel. Now let’s-“

A loud bang on the door made the two jump, Kurapika having to support her so she didn’t fall over. “(Name), Kurapika, are you in here?”

‘Damn it, Leorio!’ Kurapika cursed in his mind, looking down at the woman in his arms. She was still recovering from her orgasm, clinging to his shirt and whimpering. “Yeah, we’re in here. She had a wardrobe malfunction so I needed to fix it.”

“Ah, okay. I’ll be waiting in the next room, hurry up they brought out drinks, and Kite wants to see (Name)!”

Leorio’s footsteps retreated away, Kurapika sighing before looking down at her. “… you alright, (Name)? Can you stand?”

She nodded slowly, letting Kurapika pull her to her feet. “Yeah…”

(Name) was avoiding eye contact, her face hot and her legs a little wobbly. His hands travelled her body, playing with the hem of her dress. “We can… continue after you talk with Kite if y-“

“I have to go to the bathroom!”

Kurapika blinked, watching her rush out of the closet and to the women’s bathroom. He was left alone, his heart thumping against his chest. ‘Oh, oh shit. Did I do something wrong? Did she… not like it?’

He looked down at his hand, biting his lip. He brought his finger to lip, gently lapping up her juices.

Kurapika’s eyes shot open, quickly closing the door and locking it. ‘Fuck!’

He’d need to deal with his aching cock before he could even think about leaving. ‘She… she tastes so good…’

———————

(Name) sat on the toilet, trying to clean up the cum dripping down her legs as best as possible. When there was no more evidence of her cum, she stood up and left the stall, walking over to the mirror.

She groaned, washing her hands before she placed a finger over her neck. There were the beginnings of hickeys on her skin, and if she didn’t cover them, everyone would notice. ‘Shit… I didn’t have these before, everyone will know someone gave me these at this party!’

She wanted to be upset, but she couldn’t. It felt good, and to have all of Kurapika’s attention on her was something she thought she could only imagine. He’d touched her, kissed her, and god she wanted more.

‘Why did I run away?’

(Name) sighed, trying to cool off the hickeys with cold water to hopefully make them go away as she thought this over. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it, she really did, but…

‘You disgust me.’

Her insecurities were still holding her back, the fear that he only wanted her for her body making it hard to let go. Even after he reassured her that she was important to him, it still lingered in the back of her mind.

Besides, she wanted to give her virginity to someone she loved.

‘Do I love Kurapika?’

This is something she had been asking herself almost daily since he came back into her life. At one point, she did, but…

‘I’m… definitely attracted to him…’ she thought, still feeling the fuzzy feeling in her tummy from her orgasm. ‘And I do like him, romantically…’

But did she trust him to not leave as soon as he got to sleep with her? It made her heart hurt to doubt him, but she did.

She didn’t even know if he liked her, or if he just wanted a sexual relationship. (Name) felt her tummy twist in knots, her eyes brimming with tears. She was conflicted, was she okay with doing more with him?

Before she could think of this anymore, the bathroom door opened, and a familiar head of blonde hair came into view, two twin tails bouncing as the girl walked closer.

“B-Bisky!” (Name) attempted to hide her hickeys, but Bisky only scoffed. She was wearing a princess peach costume, already pulling off her long white gloves.

“Oh honey, I saw those the second I walked in. There’s no hiding them.”

(Name) groaned, leaning against the sink. “Everyone’s going to see, I’ll be so embarrassed…”

She thought back to Kurapika’s words, feeling herself grow wet again. ‘Was he… was he jealous?’

Bisky patted her back, giving her a reassuring smile. “I might have something that can help.”

The woman pulled a pink, fluffy scarf out of her bag, holding it out to her. “Here, hun. This should help.”

(Name) sniffled, wiping her eyes before wrapping it around her neck. “Thank you, Bisky… this is better.”

Bisky gave her a hug, patting her back. “It’s good to see you again. What happened to have you in such a tizzy?”

(Name)’s cheek heated up again, her eyes looking to the floor. “W-well… my friend and I… we um…”

She twiddled her thumbs. “We didn’t have sex, b-but he rubbed me through my panties and gave me these hickeys.”

Bisky blushed. “Oh wow, are you talking about that tall handsome one? (Name), you naughty girl!”

She squeaked and shook her head. “N-no, it wasn’t Leorio! It was Kurapika…”

“The blonde brat? Oh, you could do such much better than that. He’s so… thin and-“

(Name) puffed out her cheeks. “Well I like him! He’s a little skinny, but I don’t mind! He can be really sweet and…”

She played with her hair, feeling butterflies flutter in her tummy. Bisky sighed, closing her purse and walking towards the sink to wash her hands. “You must really like this boy, (Name). You’re all flustered.”

(Name) nodded, pulling her scarf around herself tighter. “I… I do like him.”

Bisky smiled. “Then go for it. He obviously likes you if he got his fingers all up in your p-“

“Bisky!”

(Name) covered her face in embarrassment while Bisky rolled her eyes. “Oh, hush. Now why don’t you go enjoy the party? I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

(Name) nodded, about to leave. “Wait.”

She stopped, turning. “You bought another costume from that store, didn’t you? I told you to call me if you needed to find something in your size, you deserve to wear whatever you want.”

(Name) whined. “But you were busy, I didn’t want to bother you!”

Bisky huffed. “Hey, you’re my sweet (Name), I don’t mind spoiling you every once in a while!”

She patted (Name)’s shoulder, the younger girl pouting a little. “Don’t be a brat, I’ll be sending you some new dresses as soon as I get home, and you’ll like them!”

(Name) nodded. “You really don’t have to, Bisky…”

“But I want to. Now shoo!”

(Name) hurried out, taking a deep breath before entering the hallway.

———————

Kurapika sat in a corner, trying not to cry as Leorio consoled him. “I’m an idiot, fuck what if she hates me now?”

Leorio sighed, patting his back. “Kurapika, I don’t think she hates you. She was probably just embarrassed. Or was um…”

He cleared his throat, feeling himself grow aroused just thinking of it. “She may have been dripping, Kurapika. That’s most likely why she ran to the bathroom.”

Kurapika sniffled, wiping his eyes. “You think so? She doesn’t hate me or thinks I’m a creep?”

“How many times do I have to say she likes you before you actually get it through your thick skull? If you could’ve seen how she acted after-“

Leorio paused, but Kurapika had an idea of what he meant. The blonde looked to the floor, sighing. “I know I hurt her, but… but I really want her. I want…”

Kurapika blushed, his heart thumping wildly against his chest. “I want to be with her.”

Leorio didn’t say anything, his face neutral. “… then show her you care. You should try asking her on a date.”

Kurapika choked, coughing and patting his chest. He told himself he would do just that as soon as he got back, but he chickened out last minute. “A date… I’ll… I’ll do it.”

Leorio patted his back before helping out. “You’ll do it tonight?”

Kurapika’s breath hitched. “No, no I’ll need time. If I do it tonight I’ll have a nervous breakdown.”

Leorio laughed. “Yeah, okay man. You should do it soon, though. You’re not her only admirer, not by a long shot.”

Kurapika stiffened at this, his eyes flashing scarlet. “… and you’re one of them, aren’t you Leorio?”

Leorio sighed, putting a hand on his hip. “I am, and don’t get the wrong idea. I’m helping you because she really likes you and I want her to be happy. If you hurt her again Kurapika…”

He placed a hand on the blonde’s shoulder, his grip tightening. “Then I’ll make sure you never get to see her again. Just remember that.”

Kurapika stayed quiet, pushing past Leorio and walking out the door. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

As (Name) moved through the building, she felt like she was being… watched. Something was following her, staying in the shadows to try and hide.

“Who’s there?”

She tried to remain calm, but was trembling just a little. She knew Hisoka was there, and the two didn’t exactly have the best track record.

“It’s just me, (Name).”

She nearly screamed when a figure appeared in front of her, pulling her in to a nearby room.

“W-what are you doing here, Shalnark?”

The perky blonde in front of her grinned, glancing down at her costume for a moment before holding a finger over his lips. “Shh, your little boyfriend is here, right? You shouldn’t say my name so loud.”

She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. “Damn it Chrollo… Shal, he’s not my boyfriend!”

Shalnark snickered, keeping her pinned against the wall. “Yeah yeah, whatever. That doesn’t matter. The boss asked me to attend last minute so I could tell you that we’ll need you this week, Monday to Wednesday. Meet us in the York New airport at 3pm Monday afternoon, sharp.”

He patted her cheek playfully before pulling out his phone and snapping a picture of her. “H-hey, what was that for?”

He shrugged, walking towards the door and pulling the black hood of his cloak back over his head. “Don’t worry about it.”

Then, he was gone. (Name) could only hope he left the party all together. If he bumped into Kurapika, it would be a catastrophe.

She sighed, leaving the room and making her way towards Kite.

————————

Kite sat on a couch, Hisoka and Illumi lingering nearby. The room was somewhat crowded, but there was always space around them, as if people were scared to get too close. “(Name), you’re here.” Kite said as (Name) wiggled her way to them through the crowd.

“Kite!”

They could see the tears welling up in her eye, and Kite couldn’t help but smile and open their arms. (Name)’s lip trembled and she fell into their lap, crying into their shoulder.

“I’m so sorry… if I had stayed with you, m-maybe you wouldn’t have to-“

Kite laughed, patting her back. “You know it wouldn’t have ended any different, (Name). If you had stayed, you would have died then too.”

She went quiet, hiding her face in their shoulder. Kite looked different now. They had long red hair, a woman’s body. But they were still the same Kite she knew before, their aura kind and strong.

“I didn’t even get to see you before you left, I was still in the hospital…” she said softly as Kite wiped away her tears. Kite sighed.

“I know, I was going to visit you, but you were resting and I didn’t want to wake you and Killua up. I left you some poppies, though.”

She gasped, looking up at them. “That was you? I still have them in my garden!”

Kite nodded, a smile tugging at their lips. “I’m glad you liked them. We were all real worried about you, (Name). After all, you did d-“

As they continued to speak, Hisoka watched, a smirk on his lips. “I’ve been waiting to see her since Killua took Alluka back.”

Illumi hummed. “That’s because I forbid you from interfering with her. After what happened with the Chimera Ants, she was placed at the top of the potential threats lists for the Hunter Association. Even I’m not sure why she isn’t under constant surveillance. After she took Killua and Alluka in, I stepped back. I can’t just force myself in, her nen and range is too powerful to risk it.”

Hisoka leaned against the bar, laughing. “So that’s why you’re going about it in a more… subtle way?”

Illumi nodded, sipping on his drink. “If I can take her as a bride, not only will I have her power at my disposal, but Alluka and Killua will be in the palms of my hands. They care for that woman too much, really.”

The two continued to watch (Name), keeping their distance. Hisoka stretched slightly. “I don’t think that’s the entire truth though, is it, Lumi? Your heart beats faster when you look at her.”

The man scoffed, finishing his drink. “It’s because I’m excited to finally have all of that power to myself.”

But they both knew he was only telling half truths.

(Name) sat comfortably in Kite’s lap for a little longer, catching them up on her life. “Yeah, Gon is visiting for Halloween. Are going to come visit?”

“Unfortunately I can’t. I’ll be leaving in the morning and be gone on a mission until late November.”

Kite cupped her cheek when she pouted. “Oh, don’t pout (Name). I’ll still be able to make it to your little fall celebration. Gon will be there, correct?”

(Name) nodded, her eyes lighting up. “Yeah, he will be! It takes place near the end of November, I’ll text you the date when I get home!”

Kite smiled, helping her up before they walked over to the bar. “I’ll see you then, (Name). Your friends are waiting for you, go on.”

(Name) turned to see Leorio and Kurapika waiting by the door, Kurapika’s face and eyes a soft red.

“Okay… bye, Kite!”

She gave them one last hug before walking off, looking over her shoulder to see Kite watching her go with a soft look in their eyes.

“(Name)…”

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched slightly when he saw the scarf covering the marks he left on her. “Hello, Pika…”

She seemed shy now, holding onto his and Leorio’s hands. “Let’s get some drinks and go dance! We have another hour before we have to be home.”

——————

Kurapika was deemed the designated driver, mostly due to him not being the biggest fan of drinking. The last time he did, he embarrassed himself and clung to (Name) like a child.

But now he was starting to wonder if he should have let Leorio take the responsibility of DD as he watched the two giggle and dance together. He was almost jealous as he sipped on his cola, making a face when Leorio spun her around before resting his hands on her hips.

“Ah, you’ve been staring at her a lot, Kurta. I didn’t know you and (Name) were close.”

Kurapika took a deep breath and exhaled through his nose before putting a tired smile on his face. “Hello, Pariston. I see you’re as annoying as usual.”

The man next to him smiled, sitting down as he watched the two dance with Kurapika. “Annoying, maybe, but am I wrong, Kurta? Your eyes have rarely left her tonight. And I heard Leorio found you two in a closet.”

Kurapika’s cheek lit up a bright red. “… that’s none of your business, Pariston. Who I look at has nothing to do with you.”

“Oh, but it does. That woman… she’s quite special, you know? Not many people have accomplished what she has. Hell, if I hadn’t been in town when it happened, I wouldn’t have believed it myself.”

Kurapika’s eyes narrowed, the blonde setting his glass down on the bar. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Pariston smirked, leaning against his seat. “Oh, I forgot. She hasn’t told you, has she? Not that many people know what happened in the first place, and you weren’t picking up the phone when it took place.”

Kurapika felt his annoyance rising. “Are you talking about chimera ant incident? (Name) was involved!?”

Pariston put a finger to his lips. “Indeed she was, a key player you could say.”

The man downed a shot as he eyed (Name). “I can’t tell you anymore than that, though. I have an agreement with her.”

Kurapika growled, turning towards the man. “I swear to god, just t-“

“Kurapika, come dance with usss!”

(Name) was squeezing through the crowd, being steadied by Knuckle then caught by Leorio when she nearly tripped. She paused when she saw Pariston, her eyes narrowing.

“Pariston.”

The dirty blonde haired man grinned, looking her up and down. “(Name), it’s a pleasure to see you. You’re looking rather… divine.”

She didn’t seem impressed, grabbing Kurapika’s hand. “Come on, Pika.”

He couldn’t argue, especially not when she was pressing up against him, giggling and dancing. But as he spun and held her, Kurapika couldn’t help but think back to Pariston’s words. ‘What is she hiding from me?’

Kurapika sighed as the party began to wind down, his two friends now thoroughly drunk. (Name) was leaning against his shoulder, soft giggles and slurred words leaving her lips. “This was fun… but gotta… gotta get home to the kids.”

She attempted to stand, but fell back and into Kurapika’s lap. He steadied her, his hands drifting to her plush hips. “Hey, let me carry you, angel. Leorio, come on, we’re leaving.”

Leorio finished his drink. “Ya gonna carry me too, Kurta?”

Kurapika scoffed, carrying (Name) on his back. “Absolutely not.”

Leorio pouted playfully, standing up and following the two. “You’re no fun.”

(Name) wrapped her arms around Kurapika, moving to kiss his cheek. “Thank you, Pika…”

He blushed, readjusting her on his back and holding onto her thighs. “It’s no problem, (Name). I’ll always be here to carry you home.”

She hummed against his neck, before planting a wet kiss on it. “Mmm… you made me feel really good earlier, Pika…”

His breath hitched, his heart thumping against his chest. “(Name)… what do you think you’re doing?”

She giggled, gently nibbling and kissing his neck. “Giving my Pika some kisses… muah muah!”

He stuttered, face going red. “W-what? I…”

It felt nice, her lips on his neck soft and warm, but she was drunk. He set her on her feet, brushing her hair out of her face. “Angel, you can’t… give me kisses right now. You’re not yourself.”

Her lip trembled, her pretty (e/c) eyes looking up at him filling with tears. “Y-you don’t want my kisses? But we kissed in the closet earlier…”

Now Kurapika was panicking, attempting to soothe her and wipe away her tears.

Leorio snickered next to him. “Heyy, what about me, (Name)?”

She sniffled, then looked up at Leorio, reaching for him. “Lemme give my Leorio some kisses too…”

Kurapika blinked, seeing the two leaning in to kiss, and quickly pulled her away. “H-hey! No, you’re both drunk!”

(Name) whined in his arms and struggled as she tried to get to Leorio. “But m-my Leorio needs kisses! Why are you being so m-mean!”

She began to cry and hiccup, Leorio sighing softly. “Shhh, s’okay, (Name). Let’s get home.”

Kurapika held her to his chest, rubbing soothing circles into her back. If he wasn’t so jealous in the moment, he would think her need to give her friends affection was quite cute. “Come on, let’s get you in the car.”

He drove them home, the car parked crooked as he tried to get out as fast as possible. Kurapika caught the two inching closer through the rear view mirror, having to pull (Name) out by the waist before her and Leorio’s lips could touch.

“Hey..!” she wiggled and squirmed, but was too drunk to hold onto her frustration for long. After a minute, Kurapika was able to carry her inside and up the stairs with no problems.

“You are a real pain to deal with, (Name).” he teased, setting her down on her bed. She pouted at him, eyes half lidded as she looked up.

“And you’re mean… got me all worked up, and I don’t even know if you like me…”

She huffed, pulling her blanket up to her chin and turning away from him. Kurapika felt his heart squeeze painfully. The blonde sat down next to her, playing with her hair.

“… (Name), you mean a lot to me. Really, you do. I just… it’s hard for me to give into my feelings. If I do, then my goals may be at stake. It would be selfish of me to fall in love, but… at the same time I want to. I want to be with you, and-“

The sounds of her soft snores made him blink. Had she heard anything he said? From the look of her peaceful face, probably not.

He pushed a piece of hair out of her face, placing a kiss on her forehead. “Goodnight, (Name).”

————————

The next two days, things were a bit awkward between (Name) and Kurapika. They both had hickey they gave one another, and were still trying to comprehend the things they did together at the costume party.

As Monday rolled around, (Name) walked down the stairs with her suitcase, Kurapika jumping up and taking it from her. “Here, let me.”

She blushed, looking away shyly as he took it from her. Being around him wasn’t easy, she could already feel herself growing wet just thinking about the way he touched her. His words then made her so fucking horny, and the way his hand held onto her waist as he guided her outside made her stomach do backflips.

The kids were already gone, staying the first night with Leorio so he could study in his apartment and watch them at the same time. “I’ll be back Wednesday, I made some premade meals, all you have to do is warm them up.”

Kurapika nodded, placing her suitcase in her van. “… are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?”

She bit her lip. “It’s a solo mission, a favor in exchange for a favor.”

The blonde frowned. “Why won’t you tell me anything about this informant? Don’t you trust me?”

Even Kurapika knew using that line was a little manipulative, but god he was tired of things being hidden from him. He needed to know more.

She blinked, cranking up the van before answering. “Kurapika, it’s not that I don’t trust you. The person just… doesn’t like meeting with strangers.”

This was a blatant lie, and before Kurapika could call her out on it, she kissed his cheek. “I have to get to my flight before I’m late. Bye, Pika.”

He was distracted by the kiss just long enough for her to get into her van and drive away. Now Kurapika was alone, standing in the driveway and watching her go with a soft look in his eyes.

‘Wait… I’m home alone…’

His mind went back to Saturday night, when he got a taste of (Name) for the first time. Kurapika had been waiting for an opportunity like this, and now that he was alone, he could act on his plans.

The blonde walked back inside and up to (Name)’s bathroom. Thankfully, she hadn’t washed the dirty clothes in her hamper yet, meaning…

Kurapika dig through the clothes, and swallowing thickly when he found what he was looking for.

A pair of used panties.

Over the next few days, Kurapika lost buckets of cum, almost turning animalistic when being able to smell and taste her while jerking off.

———————

(Name) was finally home, walking inside only to immediately be tackled by all of the kids. “Mom!”

Killua clung to her, Alluka jumping onto her back and Gon tugging at her arm. “Hey, lay off, she just walked in the door!”

Leorio picked all three of them up, Kurapika grabbing her suitcase. For some reason Kurapika looked… super relaxed? “Welcome home, (Name). I hope everything went well.”

He smiled at her, his eyes gentle and cheeks pink. She blinked, giving him a smile in return. ‘What the hell happened while I was gone?’

After unpacking, (Name) began planning out Halloween, which was only a week away now. Zushi would be flying in two days before and leave November 2nd, so she’d have to pick up from the airport and make sure an air mattress was ready for him.

She spent the week leading up to Halloween decorating, making themed treats, and watching movies with her friends. There was also some last minute fixes to their costumes that needed to be tended to.

The day came for Zushi to be picked up, and she brought the kids along to greet him. “Zushi!”

Gon and Killua ran to meet up with him, the three hugging and smiling. “I can’t believe Master Wing let you come! He’s usually so strict.”

Zushi laughed, shouldering his backpack. “Well, he’s busy this week anyways, so it was better for me to come so he could get some business done!”

The four chatted up a storm on the way home, Alluka being introduced to Zushi and vice versa.

“Just tell me if you need anything, okay Zushi? I sleep upstairs, but don’t feel afraid to wake me up. If you’re too scared to, just ask Killua.”

This was the first time Zushi was staying over, and she could tell he was a little nervous. She tucked the boy in, giving him a kiss on his forehead before standing up. “Thank you, Miss (Name).”

She smiled, seeing the other two were already asleep. “Goodnight, kiddo.”

The four went to the creek at dawn, coming back at lunch time covered in mud, but happy. This repeated everyday, (Name) making sure they had a good time.

On the day of Halloween, they were all getting ready, (Name) wearing a simple black dress and witch hat. There was no way she’d be wearing her angel costume, it wasn’t very appropriate for trick or treating.

She was currently bent over, straightening out Alluka’s green bodysuit before tying her mask. “Oh, sweetheart you look so cute!”

Alluka giggled in delight, spinning around before pulling out her foam staff. “Look at my staff! I’m gonna beat up all the bad guys!”

(Name) nodded, patting her head. “Mhm, but try not to actually hit anyone. Your brother already causes enough trouble all on his own. Speaking of, where are those t-“

“I said no, Gon! Those are dangerous!”

She sighed, standing up and walking towards Kurapika’s room. Gon was holding Kurapika’s weapon in his hands, pouting. “But Kurapika, they’re perfect for my costume! I promise I won’t unsheathe them, I just-“

The blonde took them and put them on a high shelf. Killua was about to jump up and grab them for Gon, but (Name) cleared her throat, tapping her foot. “Boys, listen to Kurapika. He’s right, they’re dangerous. Even if you two can handle them, it’s possible you could end up hurting someone else. Remember, there will be other kids trick or treating.”

Leorio walked in, grabbing the nunchucks. “I think I’ll keep these with me. I know your little tricks, Killua.”

“Tch…” he kicked the ground, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“All of you, out now.”

“But I live here!”

“Yeah, and trick or treat is only until 7pm. Plus I want to watch a scary movie.”

Killua complained as he walked towards the door, only turning back to stick his tongue out at Leorio. (Name) smiled up at him. “Are you sure you’re fine with handing out candy, Leorio? You could always come with us.”

Leorio shrugged, cupping her cheek. “If I don’t hand out candy, they’ll egg your house, it happened to the neighbors last year.”

(Name) laughed, leaning into his touch. “I wish they’d try it. I’d send Killua after their asses. He’d maul them.”

“I would!”

Alluka giggled, holding onto Killua’s arm. “Ooo, I wanna maul someone too! No one gets to be mean to my big sis!”

Kurapika walked out of his room, wearing a sweater and slacks. He took (Name)’s hand, squeezing it. “Are we ready to go, angel?”

She felt her face heat up, giving a quick nod. “Mhm, let’s get going.”

———————

Kurapika walked down the street, hand in hand with (Name). Something felt so domestic, so soft about talking the kids trick or treating. He could almost imagine they were their kids, and that this was his family.

Almost.

They stood at a distance, watching the kids knock on a door. A man that looked to be in his late 30s opened the door, poking his head out and scoffing. “Ah, it’s you. Ain’t you a little too old to be trick or treating?”

“Aren’t you a little too young to be twice divorced?”

The man was silent after that, giving the four their candy.

“How do you even know about that?” (Name) asked as they walked to the next house.

“I like to keep a tab on all of the neighbors. Just in case I need to blackmail them for something.”

“Killua.”

“I’m joking! Mostly.”

They go to a few more houses and no problems arise. Kurapika and (Name) were chatting as the kids walked up to the next one, giving each other shy looks and occasionally laughing.

That is as until they heard a car alarm going off and watched the four sprint past them. “Go, let’s go!”

Killua yelled out as he sprinted down the street. The two glanced at each other before following suit. “The hell did you do?”

“She was giving our raisins! On Halloween! So me and Alluka whacked her car with our weapons!”

(Name) wanted to laugh, they were totally running like little ninjas and she almost found it cute. Kurapika, however, wasn’t having any of it.

Once they were far enough, Kurapika confiscated all of their foam weapons. “Alright, that’s enough of that. If you can’t behave, you don’t get these.”

Gon and Zushi whined. “But we didn’t do anything!”

“Yeah, but you didn’t stop them either. If you keep your toys, you two would buckle and let them use them.”

Kurapika wasn’t wrong, Gon and Zushi weren’t exactly strong willed when it came to giving in to their friends.

Nanika appeared, holding onto (Name)’s arm. “Momma, why is Kurapika being mean to Alluka and big brother?”

(Name) smiled. “Nanika, hello! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you.”

She picked up the girl, letting Nanika hold onto her shirt and rest her head on her shoulder. “He’s not being mean, he’s just making sure no one gets hurt.”

Nanika sniffled, clinging to her. “Momma, Alluka is upset. She wants her toy back.”

“I know, but we can’t always get what we want. She needs to be a brave girl.”

Nanika nodded, and (Name) carried her to the next house. “Alluka must be tired, are you staying out for a bit?”

“Mhm. I want to trick or treat too!”

(Name) almost felt a little bad. She hadn’t even thought to ask if Nanika wanted to join them, or if she wanted to have a separate costume. “I’m sorry, Nanika. I should have invited you to come with us, I didn’t even think about it.”

“S’okay momma. I’m just happy I get to see you and big brother…”

Nanika didn’t want to let go of (Name), so she walked with the rest when they trick or treated. This wasn’t too bad, because now she got to keep a better eye on them. It did leave Kurapika the odd one out though, the blonde having to wait alone for them to finish.

Nanika opened a piece of her candy, eating it as she held onto (Name)’s arm. “It’s so good, momma!”

She ruffled the girls hair. “I’m glad you like it, love. Make sure to save some for Alluka, okay?”

“Kay!”

Killua held onto (Name)’s other arm, chewing on some gum. “Do we really have to go home now? It’s only 6:30!”

She laughed, patting his back. “Yeah, but do you see any lights on? We can go from house to house and get nothing, or we can go home, order some pizza, then eat all those treats I made.”

Killua thought for a second. “Let’s go home then.”

Kurapika watched the two cling to her as he carried Gon on his back and held onto Zushi’s hand. ‘They’re so cute, even Killua.’

Maybe he was getting used to this, but the thought almost made him… anxious. The only thing he felt right now was peaceful, and that wasn’t good.

‘The only thing that scares me is that my rage will fade away with time.’

He took a deep breath, following them. ‘I won’t lose my rage, even if it means…’

Kurapika swallowed thickly.

‘Even if it means I have to distance myself.’

——————

After eating pizza and pigging out on the Halloween themed sweets (Name) made, the kids headed to their room to watch some Halloween movies and settle down for the night. Alluka made some room for herself on Killua’s bed, (Name) giving them all a kiss on their foreheads before walking downstairs.

“Just in time, sunshine. The next movie is starting and I got you those fruity drinks you like.”

He handed her a strawberry flavored beer, Kurapika already sipping on a similar one. “Ah, so we’re getting drunk and watching horror movies? Sounds fun.”

She plopped down between the two, talking the drunk and chugging half of it. After it began to set in, (Name) hummed happily, pulling the throw blanket she had over her. “Hey, let me get some of that, it’s cold.”

Leorio scooted towards her and took a bit of her blanket. Kurapika didn’t like this, instantly moving closer as well. “I’m also cold.”

Now, (Name) was sandwiched between the two, and she couldn’t be any happier. She pulled them both close and planted a kiss on each other of their cheeks.

Leorio was quick to fall asleep, only a few beers in. Once he did, Kurapika pulled (Name) a little closer, leaning his head against her shoulder. “This has been fun, I’ve never really celebrated Halloween before.”

(Name) hummed, now a little tipsy. “I’m glad you got to celebrate with us. Wouldn’t be the same without you.”

Kurapika blushed, sighing in contentment. The alcohol was making him a little braver, so he glanced up at her, his hand beginning to move from his lap to hers.

“Do you want t-“

He stopped when the he heard the kids’ room open. “Miss (Name)? Where’s the candy bucket, I want more snickers.”

“It’s in the kitchen bud, do you want me t- oh my god!”

Zushi stood behind them, his face a little swollen and red.

“I love snickers, you know how when your face gets all puffy and you start sweating because it’s so good?”

“No?! Buddy that sounds like a nut allergy.”

“Master Wing never lets me have them, but there’s a bowl and he’s not here to stop me!”

(Name) stood and stumbled to the kitchen to grab the epipen she kept in case of emergencies while Kurapika handed him some skittles. “Eat those instead. Leorio!”

Kurapika began to shake Leorio awake, the man groaning and looking to where Kurapika was pointing. “Aww, bud you look awful. What happened?”

(Name) used the epipen on Zushi, the boy squeaking. “I think he had an allergic reaction to the peanuts in the snickers. Sweetheart, no more snickers. Just stick to these skittles okay?”

He pouted, but began to eat the skittles as his swelling began to go down.

Once Leorio checked over him to make sure he was okay, he walked back to join the others. (Name) sat back down, looking to Kurapika with a smile. “What we’re you going to say, Pika?”

The situation had sobered him up a bit, and his courage had faded away. “Nothing, I forgot.”

She nodded, leaning her head against his shoulder. “Oh, okay…”

He cursed himself for chickening out on asking her on a date again. ‘I’ll do it next time, I will.’

The three watched horror movies late into the night, drinking and laughing at the bad jump scares. Eventually, Leorio and (Name) fell asleep, the former laying his head on her lap.

Kurapika played with her hair, planting kisses on her forehead. Those feelings of his kept growing, making his head spin and heart pound. Moments like this, where she was leaning against his shoulder and sleeping peacefully made him fall even deeper in love with her.

And that was a problem. He felt so conflicted. Something about this felt so right. Of course she was supposed to be there, in his arms, she was his love, his dearest friend.

But something also felt incredibly wrong. Why was he here, relaxing and drinking while his clan’s eyes were still in the hands of those who only wanted to use them? Did he really deserve to feel so happy, so content when his people couldn’t even properly rest in peace?

After a bit, Kurapika picked (Name) up, carrying her upstairs again. He didn’t mind it, really, she felt nice and warm in his arms. It reminded him that she was alive, brimming with life and love.

But just being near him could bring about her death. The very thought of it made his blood run cold, his chest ache. The thought of losing her made him want to throw up.

He sat her down on her bed, looking over her. She was beautiful really, her face a little hot from the alcohol and hair messy, but he wouldn’t have her any other way.

Before he could leave, she grabbed onto his sleeve, barely awake. “No… don’t go… I don’t want you to… leave me again…”

His heart broke for her, and before he knew it he was climbing into bed with her and pulling her into his arms. Maybe she could sense his unease, his hesitance.

She nuzzled into his chest, sighing happily. “I love you, Kurapika… I don’t… want you to leave.”

He felt tears prickle in the corners of his eyes, slowly placing a kiss on her lips. “I know, I know (Name).”

She was already asleep again, clinging to him so tight, as if she wanted to make sure he couldn’t leave her. Kurapika wouldn’t sleep for a few more hours, his mind and heart racing.

‘Can I really love her? Is that even fair to either of us?’

He sighed, his eyelids finally dropping, sending him into a restless sleep.

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Part 22

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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Gon splashed Killua, the two laughing. “Yeesh, this water sure is hot. Do you th-“

(Name) came speeding by wearing a towel, speeding back after grabbing a bottle of water and another towel.

“Was that (Name)?”

The two followed her, seeing Kurapika doubled over by the hot spring. When she carried him past the two, not even looking at them, they exchanged a glance.

“That idiot better not have thrown up in the hot spring.” Killua said, huffing. Gon shrugged.

“I think he just got overheated, his face was red.”

Gon and Killua followed close behind (Name), stopping to change before running to her room. The two peeked in to see (Name) cuddling the blonde, gently pushing back his hair to kiss their forehead.

Gon blushed, quickly pulling his head out of the door. “Killua, let’s go.”

The white haired boy gagged, nodding. “Yeah, let’s… but…”

He looked down the hall, a mischievous smirk on his face. “Why don’t we stop by Leorio’s room first?”

——————

Kurapika groaned, attempting to shield his eyes from the bright rays of sun by raising his h- wait, he couldn’t move his arm.

He wiggled it, soon realizing it was under something…

As his eyes adjusted to the soft morning light, he looked down to see he was holding (Name) close, his arms wrapped tightly around her.

He jumped a little, causing (Name) to stir in his arms, pulling her head away from his chest. “Hmm..?”

She looked up at him through her half lidded, sleepy eyes, yawning. “Good morning…”

“How…”

His face was already red, and he could feel his heart racing a million miles a minute. “Did we..?”

‘There’s no way we had sex for the first time and I forgot!’

She rubbed her eyes. “Did we what? You got overheated at the hot springs last night so I brought you to my room so I could watch over you.”

He let out a sigh of relief, relaxing. “Ah, I see. Thank you, for taking care of me.”

(Name) smiled, sitting up and stretching. “No problem, Pika.”

His heart fluttered at the nickname and Kurapika realized that she was saying it a lot more often. It both made him incredibly happy, and worried at the same time.

“(Name)?”

She looked at him, pulling the blanket off of herself. “Yes?”

He looked down at the hoodie she gave him to wear, clutching the fabric. “Can I… keep this?”

She blinks at him, tilting her head. “You want to… keep my hoodie? Why?”

The answer to that question was that it smelt like her and made him feel like he was holding her close, but if Kurapika said that it would make things awkward.

“… it’s comfortable. I… like the texture of it.”

She nods slowly. “Ah, okay. It’s not my favorite hoodie, so I guess that’s fine.”

She pulled her clothes out of her suitcase, Kurapika blushing when she grabbed a pair of panties. “I’m gonna take a shower real quick. You can stay here or go to your room, either is fine with me.”

He waited for her to close the bathroom door before he fell back in bed, pulling the hoodie to his face to inhale her scent. “Mmm…”

Kurapika had woken up with morning wood and he was glad (Name) didn’t notice. As he stroked his cock while inhaling her scent, he paused. He remembered bringing something that might help him get off faster…

Kurapika glanced at his satchel lying by the bed, biting his lip. ‘She usually showers for over 15 minutes, I should have… enough time…’

He grabbed the satchel, opening it and pulling out the pair of panties he snatched before throwing it to the side. The blonde held up the panties, face burning red.

‘I’ve never… used something to get off like this before… but…’

He held them closer, sniffing lightly. Although they’d been washed, he could faintly smell her scent on them. ‘(Name)…’

He inhaled deeply, imagining actually being between her legs, stroking faster to the thought alone. The panties definitely helped him cum faster, busting a load almost instantly.

‘Shit…’

He cleaned himself up quickly, stuffing the panties back into his satchel just as (Name) exited the bathroom. “Ahh, that was nice. Let’s go get some breakfast Kurapika!”

Feeling soft after his orgasm, the blonde nodded and followed behind her like a lovesick puppy.

———————

“Kurapika, are you alright?” (Name) asked, not understanding why he was being so clingy.

Kurapika had his head on her shoulder, nuzzling gently. “Yeah, just… sleepy.”

This answer seemed to satisfy her. Regardless, she was happy he was being more affectionate with her, it reminded (Name) of better times, when she thought he might love her.

“Oh Kurapika, you dirty dog.”

Leorio approached the two, playfully slapping the blondes shoulder. This caused Kurapika to grumble lowly, finding comfort in scooting closer to (Name).

The taller man laughed, sitting across from them. “You two seem pretty close. Killua told me you slept together last night.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

(Name)’s face grew hot, though Kurapika didn’t seem to catch the innuendo. “We only slept, nothing else. Geez Leorio, your head is always in the gutter.”

Leorio blinked at the two. “You just… went to sleep? Nothing happened in the hot spring?”

“Yeah, Kurapika got overheated shortly after you left so I took him to bed.”

The taller man stared in disbelief. ‘I for sure thought they were about to jump on each other. That’s why I left, to be a good wingman!’

Kurapika looked at the man with sleepy eyes. “What do you mean nothing happened in the hot spring? What were you expecting?”

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he put 2 and 2 together. ‘He left us alone on purpose!’

Leorio leaned back in his seat, stealing a grape from (Name)’s plate. “Whatever, that doesn’t matter. I’m just glad…”

He glanced at Kurapika and (Name), a small smile on his face. “I’m just glad everyone’s getting along again. It’s nice, like how things were during the Hunter Exam.”

(Name) smiled too, holding onto Kurapika’s hand. The blonde blushed at this, squeezing her hand gently as they ate breakfast together.

Leorio left soon after to make his own plate, leaving the two to eat alone. “So, what’s our plans for today?” Kurapika asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

“Well, I wanted to go to town and explore, but then I learned that they do massages here and I’m planning on getting one.”

Kurapika nodded, sipping on his orange juice. “A massage? That sounds nice, I think I’ll join you.”

After breakfast, the two walked around the hot spring until they reach the Spa.

“Hello, would you two like a massage? It’s free of charge!”

(Name) nodded, handing the receptionist her ticket. Kurapika pulled his out of his satchel, gulping when his hand brushed against her panties. “Here…”

They were led to another room, and informed to change. “Change? Together?”

(Name) nodded, pulling off her top. “She probably assumed you’re a woman. We can clear it up in a minute, just turn around and we’ll change with our backs facing each other.”

“Yeah…”

Kurapika, however, did not turn around. He watched her back as she pulled off her shirt entirely, then reached her hands behind her back to in lip her bra.

‘Wait, she’s getting completely naked??’

He looked down to the clothing the woman had given them, face turning red.

It was a silky, short purple robe with the hot springs insignia on the breast pocket. There was a soft, black lace trim on the bottom, Kurapika nodding in approval. ‘This is nice, but… obviously a woman’s robe.’

“Shit…’

(Name) turned to Kurapika, a pout on her face. He wasn’t looking at her face though, his eyes were on her barely covered chest. “It doesn’t fit good…”

She seemed upset, and although he was trying to hold off a boner, Kurapika couldn’t help but wanting to help her. “Hey, it’s okay, I can ask for another size.”

“This is the biggest size they have!”

He raised an eyebrow, eyes back on her chest. “Come here.”

She walked forward, still pouting as Kurapika’s hands settled on either sides of her chest. (Name)’s eyes widened, feeling the tips of his fingers brush against her breasts before he pulled the fabric over them, using a chain to link the two sides together. Once he was done, the chain faded away, but (Name) could feel its aura still present.

“There, that will keep…”

He swallowed, able to feel the softness of her chest against his chain. “That will keep your robe in place.”

She smiled, tears beading in her eyes. “Thanks, Pika.”

Her arms wrapped around him, bringing the blonde close to her. “I really appreciate this.”

He hugged back, resting his chin on her shoulder. “It’s no problem, (Name).”

(Name) laughed, pulling away. “Let’s go get our massages!”

—————

The two walked out of the changing room, seeing the receptionist was gone. Instead of her, two tall, muscular men were waiting for them.

“Hello, ladies, we’ll be your masseuses today.”

Kurapika was instantly on edge, especially after seeing how flustered (Name) looked. ‘Does she… like men like this?’

They led the two to another room, gesturing for (Name) and Kurapika to sit down. “You can remove your robes and get comfortable. There are towels to c-“

“Remove our WHAT now?!” Kurapika exclaimed, face gone red. (Name) smacked his arm, holding back a laugh.

“Okay, we will.”

The masseuses left the room, Kurapika whipping his head at (Name). “You didn’t tell me we’d have to get naked!”

She blinked, patting his shoulder. “I thought you knew. If you’re uncomfortable, you can go back and-“

“No.”

(Name) furrowed her eyebrows at his expression. He seemed… determined? “Okay..? You can leave any time, and I’ll go with you.”

He nodded slowly, face still warm. “Okay… let’s… get undressed.”

The two turned away from each other, undressing before lying on their respective beds.

“We’re ready!”

The two masseuses walked back in, smiling. “Okay! Any spots where you feel any pain?” the man asked, squirting lotion into his palm.

“Hmm, my shoulders are a little tense.”

Over by Kurapika, the man was struggling to get an answer from the blonde.

“Are you… sore anywhere? Any tenderness or tense spots?”

“I’m always tense and ready to strike.”

‘Yikes. This lady is creeping me out.’

“Alright then, I’ll just start.”

The man began the massage, feeling Kurapika tense under his touch. “Try to relax, okay?”

“I don’t relax.”

“Well… try.”

Kurapika huffed, turning his head to look at (Name). She was smiling, cheek pressed against the table as the man pressed down on her back. While he didn’t necessarily like that another man was touching her, she looked like she was enjoying herself, so he let it be.

That was until a moment later when she let out a mewl, causing Kurapika to bolt up, sending the masseuse working on him falling onto his butt.

“Hey, miss, stay d-“

Kurapika pulled his robe on and grabbed (Name)’s, rushing over to her. When the masseuse turned to ask him what he was doing, he stopped.

Just one look into Kurapika’s scarlet eyes were enough to make the man back away, holding his hands up. “Come on (Name), we’re leaving.”

“Aww, already? But-“

“You said I could leave any time and you would go with me.”

He felt bad using her words against her for such a petty reason, but the ache in his chest was growing by the second, and Kurapika was afraid he may hurt one of the men if the massage continued.

“I did say that, you’re right.”

She sat up slowly, wrapping the robe around herself, Kurapika looking away. He couldn’t perv on her right now, not after he interrupted her massage.

“Okay, let’s get dressed.”

“(Name)…”

Said girl was sat in the lobby, pouting as she stared at the ground. Kurapika plopped down next to her, attempting to cheer her up. “What else did you have planned for today?”

She sighed, pulling her knees to her chest. “Well, I was going to get a massage then go to my room and relax. I guess I could still do that, but…”

She huffed, and Kurapika felt his heart twist in his chest. His jealousy had ruined her day, and he felt awful for it, but he didn’t regret what he’d done one bit. The memory of their hands on her, the noise she made, still made his blood pressure rise.

“You said earlier that you wanted to explore the town, yeah? Why don’t we go together?”

(Name) was still pouting, toying with the frantic of her jeans. “Maybe…”

‘I should get her something to make up for it, like a snack. Shit, what do girls like? What does (Name) like?’

“I’ll get you some ice cream.”

This seemed to peak her interest, the girl looking up as her face began to grow warm. “Ice cream?”

“Yeah. My treat.”

This persuaded her, (Name) standing. “Let’s get going then!”

——————

(Name) bounced on her heels, waiting with Kurapika for her ice cream. He enjoyed seeing her so happy, it reminded him of the girl he knew during the Hunter Exam.

“Kurapika, are you not going to get any?” she asked, holding onto the sleeve of his undershirt. He shook his head, smiling.

“No, I’m not in the mood for ice cream right now.”

She pouted, tugging on his sleeve now. “Then why did you bring me here if you didn’t want any?”

“To get you some ice cream.”

(Name) made a face as Kurapika laughed, patting her back. “What, I can’t treat a friend to some ice cream without getting some for myself?”

She didn’t answer, frowning. ‘I don’t understand… why would he just come here to get me ice cream? Is there some reason he’s doing this, some ulterior motive?’

(Name) shook her head. ‘No, I can’t think like that! He’s being nice, I should just be happy.’

“(Name)? (Naaamee)?”

She blinked, seeing her cup of ice cream being pushed towards her. “Here, your ice cream is ready.”

“Oh, thank you.”

She lifted the spoon into her mouth, grinning. “It’s so good!”

He smiled, watching her enjoy her sweet treat. “Really? I’ve never tried that flavor before. Can I have a bite?”

(Name) nodded, taking the spoon from her mouth and dipping it into the ice cream. “Here!”

Before, Kurapika might have blushed and hesitated, but in this moment he was feeling a bit bolder, taking the spoon into his mouth.

He looked at her as she pulled it back, licking his lip. “Mmm, it’s good. I might have to order the same one some other time.”

(Name)’s face heated up under the intensity of Kurapika’s stare, the way he licked his lip making her look away. “I-I’m glad you like it.”

After she finished her treat, the two walked around town, stopping occasionally to check out shops or take pictures.

“This is nice. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to relax like this without the kiddos.”

A bush rustled next to them, but neither of them paid it any mind. “It’s a full time job taking care of Killua, I’m sure.”

The two laughed, Kurapika turning to look at her. It was the first time in a while he’d seen her truly relax in his presence, and he was both happy and a little nervous. He let the latter feeling sink into the back of his mind, instead focusing on how happy he felt in the moment.

‘She’s so pretty…’ he thought, reaching out to brush a part of her hair out of her face. She looked at him then, her pretty (e/c) eyes meeting his.

“(Name)…”

He stepped forward, cupping her cheek. The moment was perfect, with the sun slowly setting behind them and their hearts racing with excitement.

“Yes?” she whispered, leaning into his touch. It seemed the entire world was holding its breath, everything else fading away as the blonde leaned closer.

(Name) closed her eyes, but nothing came, besides the feeling of his finger swiping against her cheek.

When she opened her eyes, Kurapika was looking away from her. “You had some ice cream on your cheek.”

(Name)’s smile became smaller, her eyes looking to the ground. “Oh… thanks.”

Silence filled the air, no longer the comforting quiet they shared before. It was awkward, a bit tense.

“We… we should probably get back. We leave in the morning, so I want to get a good nights sleep.”

Kurapika nodded, still not looking at her. “Sounds like a good idea.”

He began walking ahead of (Name), the girl following behind as she twiddled her thumbs. ‘I really thought he was about to kiss me.’

When they got back, Leorio was sitting in the lobby, his forehead covered in sweat. “Oh, hey guys! How was your date?”

The blonde next to (Name) stiffened, quickly responding. “I-it wasn’t a date!”

He almost sounded upset at the accusation, (Name)’s face falling. ‘Oh, right. Of course it wasn’t a date, we were both just… bored.’

His tone made her shrink away from him, and when Kurapika noticed this it was too late to change anything. “I’m going to bed. See you two in the morning.”

“(Name) w-“

Kurapika stopped himself, letting his hand fall. “Yeesh man, you made it sound like going on a date with her would be the worst thing in the world.” Leorio said, shaking his head.

“But it wouldn’t be! I…”

Leorio took pity on the blonde, patting his shoulder. “I know, bud. Just… be more careful with how you talk around her. Women can be sensitive, you know?”

He nodded slowly, slumping down in the chair next to Leorio. “I’ll try…”

Kurapika glanced up, blinking at the man next to him. “Why are you so sweaty?

Leorio cleared his throat, looking away. “No… no reason”

That was a lie, however.

2 hours earlier

Leorio and Killua watched as Kurapika and (Name) walked towards the entrance of the hotel. “Yeah, we’ll get ice cream then walk around town. That sound good to you, (Name)?”

“Yes, that’s perfect!”

Killua perked up, eyes following the pair. “Are they…”

“Going on a date? Probably.”

The two looked at each other, nodding. “That idiot might end up saying something stupid. We should follow them.” Killua said, walking back towards Gon’s room. “I’ll grab Gon.”

Killua narrowed his eyes from their spot in the bush as Leorio and Gon lapped at their ice cream. “They’re on the move!”

Gon set his ice cream aside. “Killua, nothing strange has happened so far, shouldn’t we just let them have their own time together?”

“No. No we can’t.”

Killua took a bite of Gon’s ice cream before moving to another bush, following the two. They caught them in the middle of a conversation.

“It’s a full time job taking care of Killua, I’m sure.”

Killua scowled. ‘It’s a full time job making sure you’re not hurting my mom again.’ he thought, making a sour face.

“(Name)…”

The three nearly gasped when Kurapika cupped (Name)’s cheek, Gon blushing. “He’s gonna-“

Leorio covered his mouth. “Shh!”

“Yes?” (Name) asked. They could see her eyes soften at Kurapika’s touch, closing when he began to lean closer.

Killua had to be restrained by both of them, one covering his mouth and the other keeping him from jumping out of the bush.

Kurapika kept leaning forward, almost meeting her lips, but stopping to swipe her cheek then turn around.

His face was beet red, eyes half lidded. “You had sown ice cream on your cheek.”

“Is he being serious right now?” Gon asked in a hushed voice. “He was totally going to kiss her!”

Leorio sighed, letting Killua go. “He’s just not ready for that yet, I guess.”

“We… we should probably get back. We leave in the morning, so I want to get a good nights sleep.”

The three looked at each other before inching away. Once they were out of sight they sprinted towards the hot spring, leaving Leorio a sweating mess once he sat down.

Present Time

“I see.” Kurapika said, giving him a suspicious look. “I’m going to follow (Name)’s example and get some sleep. Goodnight, Leorio.”

Leorio made sure he was gone before running to his room. Gon and Killua were waiting for him on his bed, playing some card game. The white haired boy looked up, raising an eyebrow. “So, what did he have to say for himself?”

“It wasn’t a confrontation Killua. I think he was just nervous, I gave him some advice.”

Gon and Killua shared a look. “Hey! It was good advice!”

“If he takes advice from you Kurapika is a bigger idiot than I thought.”

“Rude.”

“Or just desperate.”

Killua snickered as Leorio cleared his throat. “Anyways, gentlemen…” he said, looking quite serious. “What are our plans to help our little love birds?”

———————

Leorio loaded the last suitcase into the mom van, stretching lightly. “Aight, load up kiddos.”

“You’re only a year older than me.” (Name) reminded him, waiting for Kurapika to get into the van.

“People under 6’0 are children to me.”

“Oh yeah? That wasn’t the way you thought when we-“

Leorio covered her mouth before Kurapika could hear. “Keep your voice down. He- the kids will hear you.”

“What? It’s nothing super dirty, we just made o-“

He shoved her into the car, the girl squeaking when she fell onto Kurapika’s lap. He let out a groan, the girl quickly sitting up and turning so she was facing him.

This was not good for him, because how it was her pussy pressing against his crotch, not her ass.

“Kurapika, are you okay? Sorry, Leorio kind of pushed me in.”

He couldn’t speak, the warmth of her pressing into him causing the blonde to pant. She leaned forward until her chest touched his. “Kurapika? Hello?”

Leorio grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her away. “Give the man some breathing room, (Name).”

‘She’s going to give him a heart attack.’ Leorio thought, giving the overheating blonde a once over.

“Oh, yeah, sorry Kurapika.”

She twisted around in his lap, getting comfy. As she did this, Kurapika tried his best to calm down. ‘It’s okay, everything’s going to be fine. It’s only a few hours until we reach the hotel for the amusement park.’

He wrapped his arms around her, partly to keep her still in case they moved around, partly so he could pull her closer to cuddle into her shoulder. ‘Can’t lie, this is… really nice…’ he thought, his eyes fluttering closed.

(Name)’s scent always helped him relax, but in this situation it only seemed to make his body hot. He looked up at her through his pale eyelashes, lips hovering over her shoulder.

She was smiling, gazing out the window. The sun illuminated her face, reflecting in her (e/c) eyes. Looking at her face never got easier. She was gorgeous, everything about her making his heart do backflips behind his ribs.

It was then that she glanced back, making eye contact with him. “Kurapika?”

His breath hitched. She leaned back, her hair ticking his face. “Sorry, I’m blocking the window aren’t I?”

She didn’t seem to see that she was now blocking him with her back, but the blonde didn’t mind at all. He was perfectly content to nuzzle against her soft sweater, basking in her warmth.

About an hour into the ride, the road got bumpy again, to the point (Name) was struggling to keep still. Her hips rose and fell, bouncing up and down while Kurapika tried to hide his little whimpers and whines.

“Pika, sorry!” she said, looking back. His face was red, and her was holding onto her so tight in a desperate attempt to keep her still.

“Pika are y-“

She squeaked out when she felt something poke into her, instantly squeezing her legs shut. “K-Kurapi-“

He covered her mouth, glancing around the car to make sure no one was looking before whispering in her ear. “Sorry… you were moving too much…”

She whimpered into his hand, the blonde grunting before pulling it back. “It’s okay, Pika… it’s natural to…”

(Name)’s face grew hot, her eyes staring at her lap. He sighed, pulling her closer and nuzzling into her neck. “Thank you… for understanding…”

He was panting against her skin, blonde hair tickling the back of her neck. “Please… don’t know… don’t know what to do.” he whispered, his voice soft and desperate.

He was obviously struggling to control the way his body was reading, and being the sweet friend she was, (Name) simply held his hand. “Shh, it’s okay. I’ll think of something, just try to relax.

Her voice was so sweet, making him heart race and his body tingle. Kurapika cursed the clothing keeping them apart, his hands grabbing at her thighs.

‘It’s all my fault, I couldn’t stay still and now he’s suffering and probably super embarrassed. I have to reassure him!’

(Name) gently stroked his arm, bringing his hand up and kissing it. “It’s okay, don’t be embarrassed. This kind of thing happens when friction is involved.”

Little did she know, her attempts to comfort him were only making the bulge in his pants painfully tight.

“(N-Name)!”

Kurapika buried his face in his shoulder, trying to think of something, anything to help him calm down, but nothing was working.

“Hey, we’re pulling over for lunch!”

‘Fuck!’

Kurapika looked up, cheeks flushed and sweat bearing down his forehead. ‘If she gets up, they’ll all see how hard I am. Fuck!’

(Name) noticed the grip on her thighs tighten, seeing Kurapika’s face. She knew what she had to do.

“Hey, I don’t think Kurapika’s feeling too well.”

Leorio parked before looking into the rearview mirror. It only took one look into Kurapika’s eyes to understand the situation at hand.

“Shit he’s not going to throw up in the mom van us he? I told you we should have taped him to the roof!” Killua said, opening the car door.

“Killua.” (Name) warned, causing the white haired boy to pout.

“Hmph.”

The three left, Leorio giving Kurapika a thumbs up before hurrying the kids inside.

As soon as they were out of view, (Name) turned her head. “Are you okay?”

He shook his head quickly, eyes hazy as he looked up at her. “Won’t… won’t go down…”

She squeezed his hand, giving him a sympathetic look. “… is there anything I can do to help?”

His eyes widened, and he looked up at her like she was his only lifeline. “… mhm.”

Kurapika gently moved her hips against his, rocking them gently against his bulge. “Move… move like this…”

Her face heated up, feeling his hard on rub against her ass. “Okay…”

She moved slowly, letting him show her exactly how to rock her hips. “F-fuck just like that…”

She felt his lips on her neck, his hand slowly trailing up her shirt as he bucked his hips into hers. “K-Kurapika!”

He paused, his hand stopping right before slipping under her bra. “Sorry…”

Kurapika moved his hand back down to squeeze her tummy instead. She whined, the sound making his breath hitch. “(Name)…”

He nipped at her neck, moaning against it as she rocked her hips. (Name) panted, holding onto the headrest of the seat in front of her.

Suddenly, Kurapika’s hands gripped her inner thighs and pulled them apart, pulling her up and onto his bugle so he was grinding against her pussy instead of her ass. She gasped, letting out a mewl that caused the blonde to speed up.

“Gonna… gonna..!”

He grabbed her chin and turned her face to kiss her as he came in his pants, his tongue pushing past her lips. He continued to buck his hips into hers, moaning into her mouth as he rode out his orgasm.

When Kurapika calmed down, he pulled away and stared into her eyes with his soft scarlet ones. His chest rose and fell, a line of saliva connecting their tongues.

Kurapika didn’t say anything for a while, just panting as he hid his face in her neck, holding onto her thigh. She was holding onto the arm that held her thigh, gently rubbing it. It was nice, being comforted by her after an embarrassing and intimate moment.

He stayed there, enjoying her presence before his phone buzzed. “Hmm? Was that your phone?”

She was about to turn to look at him, but he quickly turned her head back around. Kurapika didn’t want her to see how soft he was, how in love with her he was right now. He couldn’t help the adoring look in his eyes, the need to keep her close and nuzzle into her.

“Keep… keep looking ahead. It’s just Leorio.”

She nodded slowly. He was probably embarrassed over his behavior, maybe even ashamed. She wanted to tell him it was okay and she didn’t mind helping him, as his friend, but she stayed quiet.

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched as he read Leorio’s message.

Leorio: Are you two done fucking yet? We’re going to say it’s Killua’s birthday to embarrass the shit out of him

Kurapika sighed, giving her tummy one last squeeze before letting her go. “Let’s go eat. Leorio asked us to…”

The blush returned to his cheek, eyes trailing down her back and to her ass. He swallowed, looking a way quickly. “To hurry up.”

She nodded, opening the door and sliding out. Her legs were a little wobbly due to her lingering arousal.

Kurapika climbed out after her, giving her a concerned look. “Are you okay? Would you like me to carry you?”

She shook her head quickly and stood up straight. “No, no I’m fine!”

She walked ahead of him into the restaurant, spotting their friends and sitting with them. “I’ve gotta go to the bathroom.” Kurapika stated to the table before leaving.

“(Name)!”

Gon hugged her, smiling. “Is Kurapika feeling better?”

She nodded slowly, watching as Kurapika walked to the bathroom.

“Yeah… I think he is.”

As the others began to talk amongst themselves, (Name) rubbed her legs together, biting her lip.

‘That felt…’

She looked up to see Kurapika walking back, the man giving her a shy smile.

‘Really good…’

———————

For the rest of the ride to the amusement park, Kurapika was very soft and sweet. He held her close, now openly squishing her soft tummy and thighs affectionately.

It got to the point that the others noticed the change in his behavior, notably Killua. “I’m going to throw up…” he groaned, watching Kurapika bury his face in her shoulder. Killua had had enough!

Thinking he was joking, Leorio scoffed. “Just roll down the window.”

And he did, vomiting out the window. “Wait, pull over! Oh baby, come here!”

Kurapika had to hold her back from crawling over the middle seat to comfort him and hold his hair back. “Hey, the spring is sticking up, just wait for Leorio to pull over.”

As soon as the car stopped (Name) jumped out and ran over to Killua’s side, kneeling down to wipe his face off and give him some water to drink. Kurapika whined slightly when she left, feeling her warmth fading away. ‘It’s alright, she’ll be back in a minute…’

“Are you okay baby? Do you need some medicine?”

He sniffled, looking up at her. “Yeah…”

She cooed, grabbing her backpack and taking out a juice box and motion sickness medicine. “Here, take this.”

He did, before tugging on her sleeve. “Can you stay with me mom? I don’t feel good…”

“Aww, of course baby!”

He got out, climbing back in to sit in her lap. Killua turned his head as she patted his back to give Kurapika a shit eating grin.

The blondes eyes widened. ‘That little bastard, he did this on purpose!’

The two glared at each other, Killua then turning to cuddle (Name). “Poor baby. There must have been some peppers in your food or something. Don’t worry, I’m here.”

Killua’s smug glare faded, his hands gripping her shirt as she rocked him gently. He’d done this to get her away from Kurapika because his PDA was making him ill, but he couldn’t deny that being comforted and reassured that (Name) was there for him wasn’t a nice side effect.

Kurapika’s lip quivered, and he shivered like a sad chihuahua while watching Killua’s sigh contentedly. (Name) had been keeping him warm and safe, and now she was gone. Suddenly the car felt a lot colder, a lot lonelier than it had a few minutes prior.

———————

As soon as they were out of the car, Kurapika attempted to grab (Name)‘s arm and pull her close to him, only for him to spot her carrying the sleeping Killua in her arms. ‘God damnit!

She gently ran her fingers through his hair, sighing. “He’s not feeling well, I guess I’ll have to stay with him at the hotel while you all go to the amusement park.”

Suddenly, Killua’s eyes shot open. “Hmm? Wait I’m awake!”

(Name) raised an eyebrow and set him down. “Well you might be awake, but you threw up earlier and I don’t want you riding rollercoasters after th-“

He groaned. “Mom I’m fine! I think I got it all out of my system!”

(Name) huffed, poking his cheek. “Oh really? Then I don’t need to carry you around.”

Killua paused at that, crossing his arms over his chest. “I didn’t say that…”

Kurapika snickered, causing Killua to glare at him. “Aww, Killua… come here.”

She picked him back up, Gon running over. “Hey, I wanna be picked up too!”

“Hey, she can’t-“

She picked up Gon as well, holding them both. “Alright, if you want.”

Kurapika and Leorio stared at the girl, blinking. “Um… (Name)? They aren’t… heavy are they?”

She shook her head, beginning to walk towards the amusement park.

——————

They spent a few hours riding rides, eating greasy amusement park food, and running around before the park closed.

“God I’m exhausted…” Leorio said, barely able to keep himself upright. Killua and Gon had dragged him around to every ride, forcing him to ride with him.

“Me too.” Kurapika agreed, stretching. Leorio narrowed his eyes at the blonde.

“And why are you tired? You didn’t ride anything.”

Kurapika pointed to (Name), who he was carrying on his back. “I’ve been carrying her the past two hours.”

“Maybe if you weren’t so scrawny you wouldn’t be tired.” Killua said, holding onto (Name)’s hand as she slept. “I see why they made you the Rat zodiac.”

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched. “I’m… I’m not scrawny…”

He looked away, frowning. “And rats are rather intelligent animals!”

“Yeah, so are dolphins. And dolphins are awful.” Killua rebutted.

“Wait why are dolphins awful?” Leorio asked. “I thought sharks were the ones you had to look out for.”

Gon grimaced. “Dolphins… let’s just say um…”

“They’re the Hisokas of the sea.”

The entire group shuddered. “Point taken.”

‘Wait… my dolphin…’ Kurapika thought, continuing to pout.

“Also sharks are more scared of people than people are of sharks! Here’s some more shark facts!”

The next 15 minutes were spent listening to Gon list out shark facts as they walked through the crowd to get to the mom van. “Mmm…”

(Name) stirred awake when Kurapika sat her down in his lap. “Pika…”

She leaned against him, nuzzling into his shoulder. (Name) was still tired, and although his heart raced, he let her get away with her affectionate actions.

“We’ll be at the hotel soon, okay?” he says softly, wrapping his arms around her.

“Mmm… warm…” her lips brushed against his neck, causing him to push her a little too roughly away.

“(N-Name)! What are you-“

She was blushing heavily, looking down at where his hands were. He slowly moved his eyes downwards, squeezing whatever he was holding lightly before seeing what was in his hands.

“Oh my god! Pervert!” Killua said.

His hands were firmly grasping her breasts, squeezing them lightly. “I- I didn’t mean-“

Kurapika didn’t pull his hands away out of pure shock.

“K-Kurapika!”

He was pulled back into the moment when he heard (Name) call out to him. Her face was burning up, and she was looking at him with shy and embarrassed eyes. “Y-your hands…”

Kurapika’s face turned bright red, pulling his hands away quickly. “Jesus Christ dude, you just groped my mom!”

Kurapika tried to stammer out a response. “W-wait it was an accident!”

“If it was an accident why did you hold onto them for so long? Gross, I knew you were some kind of pervert but I didn’t know it was this bad.”

“I’m not a-“

Leorio cleared his throat. “We’re here.”

Kurapika helped her out of the car, looking anywhere but her face. “I’m sorry, (Name). I swear it was an accident.”

He felt her take his hand. “It’s okay, Kurapika. I understand.”

Kurapika sighed, his cheeks fading to a soft pink instead of bright red. “I know you’re not interested in me like that, so don’t worry!”

He blinks, finally looking at her. The look on her face made his heart hurt. “I… I’m just a warm body, I know.”

Kurapika winced, remembering the words he said to her.

“You’re good at being a warm body, at least.”

Leorio overheard this conversation, feeling his chest tighten. ‘She still thinks that’s all she is? Even after…’

He cleared his throat, walking over. “We need to get everything unpacked. Come on.”

He grabbed Kurapika’s arm and dragged him to the back of the vehicle.

(Name) sat alone on the curb, looking down at her lap. ‘I can’t get ahead of myself. He was just using me to get off in the car because I was what was available. Anyone other woman would also done the job just fine…’ she though, pulling her knees to her chest. ‘I just… helped out a friend. Nothing more…’

Gon spotted her sulking on the curb, quickly running over. “(Name)? What’s wrong, are you tired? I can carry you inside if you want!”

He gave her a worried smile, tilting his head to look at her face. She sighed, looking up. “I’m fine Gon. Yeah, I’m tired but I can move.”

She stood up, stretching lightly before walking inside. He frowned. ‘Something’s wrong, she looked so… sad…’

He glanced back at Leorio and Kurapika, who seemed to be talking about something serious as they unpacked. ‘I’ll go tell Killua, he’ll know what to do!’

Leorio leaned against the mom van, his eyes pointed at the ground. “… your words really, really messed with her head, Kurapika. She..” he sighed, running his hand his hair. “She’s had trouble with her self worth since. (Name) really, really liked you, so when you said all she was, was a warm body to you, she internalized that.”

The tall man barely held back from telling him more, telling him what happened after the events of York New. ‘I promised her I would never tell him…’ Leorio thought, clenching his fist. ‘But it’s hard. If he knew… maybe he wouldn’t take her for granted…’

Kurapika trembled, raising a shaking hand to his mouth. His actions really did have consequences. Kurapika thought that after their intimate moment in the car, maybe things would be better. But was it really their intimate moment, or just his? What did she get out of it, besides the feeling that he was using her for her body? “I…”

He watched as she walked with Killua and Gon, the former holding her hand with a cornered look in his eye. “I love her, Leorio. I know I fucked up, but I… I want to love her, I want her to be happy.”

Leorio smoothed out his Hawaiian shirt, sighing as he grabbed the last suitcase. “I know you do, bud. You should tell her that, though, not me.”

Kurapika stood by the mom van for a good minute, thinking over Leorio’s words. ‘Tell her? I couldn’t. Not after everything I’ve done. I love her, but…’

He sighed, pushing back his hair. ‘I don’t want to hurt her again if I leave. Can I really allow myself to be with her, when there’s no guarantee I will live to see tomorrow because of my mission?’

Kurapika was snapped back to reality by Leorio calling out to him. “Hey, it’s getting late. Stop staring into space, we’re gonna go grab dinner!”

He nodded slowly, getting into the mom van. (Name) walked back out, waving at Kurapika from the doorway. “I’m coming!”

He blushed, waving back. ‘Maybe… maybe it’s okay to try. What could go wrong?’

———————

They sat inside a relatively nice restaurant, the five all looking at the menu. “Do they have chicken strips?” Gon asked, looking over the menu.

“No sweetheart, they don’t,” (Name) answered, patting his head. The black haired boy pouted.

“They have baked chicken. Isn’t that close enough?” Kurapika asked, looking up from his own menu. The group raised an eyebrow at him.

“No, you stupid twink. One is a breaded and fried chicken strip the other is baked. The only similarity they share is that they are chicken.”

Kurapika raised his menu again so he could roll his eyes. “I shouldn’t have asked.”

(Name) gave him a gently pat to his shoulder. “So, what are you getting, Pika?”

He glanced at her, giving the (h/c) haired girl a small smile. “I’m thinking I’ll get some pasta.”

She nods, munching on one of the free rolls the restaurant had provided. “Oh, that sounds good! I’m going to share the sea food platter with Leorio!”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow, glancing at the man who sat beside her. Leorio had his arm resting on (Name)’s chair as he looked over her menu with her.

The blonde scowled. He had wanted to sit next to her, but Leorio got there first, and Killua always managed to take a seat near her as well, so now Gon and Kurapika sat across from the three.

“I’m glad we’re next to each other, it’ll make sharing our good easy!” (Name) said with a smile. Leorio laughed, moving his hand from the chair to around her shoulders.

“You sure you aren’t just happy to be sitting with me, sunshine?”

The menu Kurapika was holding tore, causing Gon and Killua to glance at him. They looked at each other then to (Name) and Leorio.

“Kurapika!” Gon said, in an attempt to whisper. “Are you feeling jealousy right now?”

The blondes face erupted into a blush, and he attempted to stammer out a response. “J-jealous? No, no I wouldn’t- why would I be jealous?”

Gon sighs, holding back a laugh. “Your cheeks and eyes are red, and you’re staring at Leorio and (Name).”

Kurapika places a hand on his cheek, hissing and pulling it away. His face was hot, and one glance at his phone screen showed him that Gon was right.

“Kurapika!”

(Name) leaned over the table and pushed the pair of hello kitty sunglasses onto his face. “Your eyes.”

She cupped his cheek, patting gently. “Are you okay? Did something happen?”

He leaned into her touch, his jealousy slowly fading. “No, just… just remembered something unpleasant.”

She gave him a sympathetic look, brushing her thumb over his cheek. “You can tell me about it later, if you want. I’m always here for you.”

His heart thumped painfully against his ribs. ‘She’s so kind, too good for me.’

He spent the rest of dinner eating quietly. A few minutes before they were about to leave, (Name) glanced at Leorio, setting her fork down. “Leorio?”

He looked up from his dessert, humming. “Yeah, sunshine?”

She sighed, cheeks heating up. “Can you explain to me why you put mine and Kurapika’s luggage in the same room?”

The sound of Kurapika’s fork clattering against his plate as it fell from his hand made the two jump. Killua snickered at his reaction.

“Well, that’s how we decided to split the rooms. We got two, and you two ended up sharing one. You’re lucky, I have to share a room with Killua and Gon.” Leorio said, a scowl on his face.

‘I’m a great wingman.’ Leorio thought, sipping on his milkshake.

“Okay, but there’s one problem.” (Name) said, tapping against the table with her nails nervously.

Kurapika was still processing the fact they were sharing a room. “And that is?”

“There’s only one bed.”

Kurapika glared at his friends, his red eyes shining behind his sunglasses. “What?”

Gon looked away, scratching the back of his head while killua ate the free bread rolls. Leorio laughed nervously. “Well you see… the room was cheaper that way, and it was either that one or a room with four beds!”

(Name) sighed. “That would have been ideal! We could have all shared a room then.”

The three didn’t want to admit that the room has been booked on purpose, specifically to get Kurapika and (Name) closer. “Sorry…”

Kurapika knew this, though. He seethed in his seat, tapping his foot in frustration. ‘But…’

He looked to (Name), who was scowling at Leorio. ‘I’ll get to sleep next to her…’

He felt warm at that thought. “I guess it can’t be helped.”

———————

Kurapika sat on their shared hotel bed, waiting for (Name) to finish her shower. ‘Why do I feel so antsy? My heart is pounding.’

He was in his pajamas, fidgeting with the comforter as he listened to her singing in the shower. ‘I wonder if she knows I can hear her.’ he thought, a soft smile on his face.

This smile faded when her singing stopped, replaced with silence before he could hear the faintest whimper.

His eyes went wide, the blondes pants tightening. Kurapika stood up, walking closer to the door.

‘I have to get closer… what if she hurt herself?’ he attempted to reason with himself. Although, he knew the real reason he was pressing his ear against the door, hand slipping into his pants.

“Hahh…”

His cock twitched in his hand at the sound of her muffled moans. ‘Fuck she sounds so good…’

Kurapika wanted nothing more than to be the cause of those pretty little sounds she was making. He had to bite his lip to stay quiet as he masturbated with her. ‘Wanna… wanna cum with her…’

He listened intently, so he could tell when she was about to cum. Her moans were becoming more frequent, soft whines and mewls escaping her mouth.

He could just imagine her leaning against the shower wall, fingers rubbing at her clit, moving towards to prod at her entrance. Kurapika wanted nothing more than to be the one making her feel so good, to pump his fingers in and out of her pretty pussy until her cum was pooling beneath them.

He stroked faster, feeling that familiar coil tightening in his tummy.

She was getting close, he could tell. (Name) was panting, unable to keep her moans quiet anymore. Kurapika held himself back from cumming, wanting to wait for the perfect moment to-

“K-Kurapika!”

His eyes shot open while we he came, his thick seed shooting out onto the door. He could hear her panting and moaning as she came as well. Kurapika’s hand trembled, his face bright red. ‘Did… she moan out my… name? Was she…’

He felt himself grow hard again, his cock aching for another release. ‘Was she thinking of me while she touched herself?’

Kurapika didn’t have much time to process that. The shower turned off, meaning (Name) would be walking out within the next five minutes. He cursed, quickly wiping off the door and running to the bed. ‘Do I have enough time to jerk off again? I’m so hard, I c-‘

(Name) walked out of the shower, causing Kurapika to quickly pull the comforter over his lap. “I’m done, Kurapika.”

She smiled, her face a little hot from her shower and orgasm. (Name) looked much more relaxed, lightly stretching before walking over to the bed.

“(Name)?”

She glanced over at him as she sat down on her side of the bed, slowly pulling back the comforter so she could climb in. “Yes?”

“Earlier, in the car…”

Her eyes widened and her face burned hot with the memory of their intimate moment. “I wanted to thank you for helping me and… I apologize if it seemed like I was just using you. My body… it felt so hot, and I was embarrassed that someone would see… but I trusted that you wouldn’t make fun of me or think less of me for…”

His face was red, and he was obviously quite flustered. She felt herself relax, placing a hand over his. “It’s okay, Kurapika. I will admit, I did think that you might have just been using me, so I appreciate the clarification. I’m happy to help you, you’re my dear friend I don’t want you to ever be embarrassed over something that’s natural.”

Although she said this, he still couldn’t help but shy away from her touch. ‘I know she says I shouldn’t be embarrassed, but I don’t want her to think I only want her for her body again…’

He nodded slowly. “That’s… all I wanted to say. Goodnight, (Name).”

She lied down, and he turned off the light. Although (Name) did believe his words, her heart was still having trouble letting go of the insecurity that he really had used her. It wasn’t easy getting over deep rooted insecurities like that, but she did feel a little better, better enough to scoot closer to him.

“Kurapika?”

He turned to look at her, seeing she was closer. The blonde swallowed, his cock still throbbing from earlier. “Yes, (Name)?”

(Name)’s eyes were half lidded, maybe from being tired, maybe because she felt nice and relaxed. Either way, it made Kurapika’s heart thump loudly.

“Does it bother you to sleep next to me like this?”

This question took him aback, causing the blonde to tilt his head. “Bother me? No, not really. It’s not like it can be helped either way.”

(Name) nodded slowly, giving him a shy, tentative smile. “Well, I like sleeping next to you. It reminds me of the Hunter Exam, and I always feel… nostalgic.”

‘She likes… sleeping next to me?’

A blush took over Kurapika’s face. “I… like sleeping next to you too. You’re probably the only person that I really feel comfortable with sleeping next to me.”

They were both flustered now, playing with their respective ends of the comforter. “That… makes me really happy to hear, Pika.”

The blonde perked up a little, glancing at her. ‘Pika… I’m her Pika again.’

Every time (Name) used the old nickname she had for him, Kurapika felt butterflies in his tummy. She seemed so content laying against her pillow, eyelids beginning to drop closed.

“Pika?”

He hummed in response. They were closer now, but he couldn’t tell if he or her had moved in.

“Can…”

She placed her hand on his, Kurapika melting at her touch. Her hands were always so warm and soft, and he couldn’t help interlocking his fingers with hers.

“Can you what, (Name)?”

(Name)’s eyes softened when her interlocked his fingers with her. “Can I hold you? I know I said I only wanted to do it once when we slept together in York New, b-“

Before she could finish her sentence, the blonde scooted forward and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on top of her head. “Please… I…”

He was having trouble speaking. She always made his head feel fuzzy, his heart pound, and his cock hard. It made interacting with her difficult, but he couldn’t deny his need to be closer to her any longer. She was right there within his reach, asking to hold him!

(Name) wrapped her arms around him, and he could feel her shudder slightly. “Pika…”

She nuzzled into his chest, her hand reaching up to play with his hair. Kurapika didn’t think he could feel any more at peace in this moment. She was in his arms, nuzzling him, playing with his hair. What else could he ask for?

“I love you, Kurapika. Goodnight…”

That made the moment perfect, tears prickling the corners of his eyes. Instead of responding, he kissed the top of her head as she fell asleep, pulling her even closer.

He didn’t care if she could feel he was hard, that didn’t matter. All that mattered is that they were together, and that she loved him. Whether it was platonically or romantically, Kurapika didn’t care. He loved her too, and would love her until his heart stopped.

When her breathing slowed, indicating she had fallen asleep, he smiled softly, rubbing soothing circles into her back.

“I love you too, (Name).”

———————

The bed was empty when (Name) woke up, the sound of the shower going telling her Kurapika left to get his shower before they had to leave for the amusement park.

(Name) pushed herself up, yawning and rubbing her sleepy eyes. Soft footsteps could be heard walking towards their room. She already know who it was before the person started knocking.

“Mooom! Hurry up, the park opens in 30 minutes!”

Killua poked his head into her room, groaning when he saw she was still in her pajamas. “Seriously, you’re not even dressed yet? And-“

He paused at the sound of the shower running, smacking a hand over his forehead. “And the blonde is in the shower. Of course.”

She suppressed a laugh, pulling the boy close and ruffling his hair. “Oh, stop pouting. You know I can get ready fast. You three go and pick up some breakfast for us all, and we’ll be ready by the time you get back.”

Killua huffed, taking a moment to lean into her touch before swatting her hand away and running out the door.

‘He’s so grumpy in the morning,’ she thought, giggling as she opened her suitcase.

Kurapika walked out of the bathroom a moment later, wearing a sweater and jeans. His face lit up when he saw (Name) was awake, the blonde speeding over to hand her his towel and sit in front of her.

He didn’t even have to ask, she already knew Kurapika wanted her to dry his hair.

(Name) giggled, drying his hair as she leaned against her. “Pika, I’ll need to get to a set of my body wash and shampoo. It’s been really good for your hair!”

He hummed contentedly when she ran a hand through his damp hair. “Mhm… thank you, (Name). I always look forward to this.”

She was thankful he was facing away from her, because she was blushing intensely. “I like doing it too!”

After she finished drying his hair, (Name) left to go change. She decided to follow Kurapika’s lead, and throw on a knit cardigan and jeans. His eyes softened when she walked out, the blonde sighing. “You look pretty, (Name).”

Her blush deepened. “Th-thank you, Kurapika.”

The group arrived at the amusement park again, this time planning to stay all day long. (Name) stretched lightly, quickly applying some sunscreen to everyone’s face. “Alright, you boys charged your phones right?”

Killua nodded while Gon scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously.

“Gon, I told you to remember.” (Name) scolded softly.

“Sorry, (Name). I got distracted watching cool reptile fact videos last night.”

“It’s true, and he played it full volume like an old person.” Killua said, flicking his friend on the forehead.

(Name) sighed, opening her backpack and handing him a portable charger. “I’m so glad I packed these. Keep your phone charged, okay sweetheart?”

He nodded, giving her a quick hug as an apology. The two left after, (Name) calling out to them.

“We’ll meet in the dining hall at 1 pm!”

“Okay mom!”

Leorio and Kurapika glanced at each other, then down at (Name). “So, what’s first up on our agenda, princess?”

(Name) smiled up at the two. “First, I want to check out the petting zoo! I heard they have bunnies!”

She wiggled a little as she stood, obviously excited. ‘So cute…’ the two thought.

“Alright, to the petting zoo. Kurapika, you have the map?”

The blonde nodded, unfolding it.

The three made their way to the petting zoo, (Name) washing her hands as Kurapika snuck away to buy her a cup of kibble to feed the bunnies.

“(Name) I got y-“

Kurapika glanced to his left to see Leorio also holding a cup of kibble to her. She glanced between the two, laughing. “Aww, you’re both so sweet. Why don’t we feed them together?”

She bounced on her heels as she waited to get let inside the petting zoo. It was really cute to watch her jump a little and giggle when the door opened, her two friends feeling their hearts race.

As soon as she walked in, all the bunnies hopped towards her, pawing at her pants leg. She cooed, picking one up. (Name) didn’t even have the kibble in her hand, Kurapika and Leorio did, yet the bunnies ignored them completely.

“Animals like individuals with pure souls.” Kurapika stated while the watched (Name) giggle as the bunnies crawled into her lap and gently nibbled at her clothes.

“Yeah, and I don’t think there’s anyone purer than her.” Leorio said, his eyes soft.

“Maybe Gon.”

The two said this in unison, then laughed. Their laughter caused (Name) to look up with a confused smile. “Hmm? What are you two giggling about?”

“Nothing, sunshine, go back to playing with your bunnies.”

After her time was up, (Name) pouted as she was led out of the petting zoo by Kurapika. “Don’t be sad (Name). We can get back in line if you want.”

She shook her head, perking up. “No, there’s other things I want to do. Come on!”

Leorio watched as she dragged Kurapika along, his smile fading a little. The blonde was blushing as (Name) giggled, squeezing his hand tightly.

‘They sure are getting close again.’ Leorio thought, his heart twisting in his chest. ‘I’m… glad she’s happy.’

The three did many things, including riding rides, snacking on amusement park treats, and taking pictures.

Kurapika nearly doubled over laughing at the picture of their roller coaster ride, where Leorio screamed as he clung to (Name) for dear life.

“It’s not that funny…” Leorio said with a pout, tapping his foot against the cement floor. (Name) snickered.

“It is pretty funny, Leorio.”

——————

(Name) sighed as she lapped at her ice cream, holding Killua’s hand with her free one. They were walking out of the park after a long day, and they were all pretty tired.

As she walked, (Name) turned her head lazily whne she heard a sound, quickly dropping her ice cream to sprint towards the noise when she saw what was happening.

“No, DROP IT GON!”

The boy had picked a corn dog off the ground taken a bite if it. “Hey, it’s not bad, I just watched someone drop i-“

(Name) smacked it out of his hand. “How many times do I have to tell you to not eat things ofc the ground? You’re going to get sick, sweetheart.”

She gently wiped the crumbs from his face with her handkerchief, before cupping his cheeks. “Oh, what am I going to do with you?”

Kurapika watched this exchange from the corner of his eye, his cheeks a soft pink. (Name) was always so motherly and caring, making sure neither of their younger friends got hurt or did anything stupid.

It only made the thought of getting her pregnant and starting a family with her seem more and more tantalizing. ‘I can’t… I can’t settle down and have a family. I can’t let my anger fade away…’

But it did stick in his mind, the blonde cursing himself for wearing jeans and not his usual tabard. It was harder to hide a boner in tight pants.

(Name) pouted as she crouched down to clean up her spilled ice cream, Gon hovering around her. “I’m sorry, (Name)…”

She gave him a smile. “It’s okay, Gon. I should have been more careful.”

“But.. the only reason you dropped it was because-“

She stood, dropping the ice cream in the trash before patting his arm. “I promise it’s fine. I can get more ice cream later.”

As Gon pouted and now took her other free hand so she was walking with him and Killua, Kurapika snuck away. Leorio raised an eyebrow as he watched the blonde turn a corner, but he didn’t say anything. (Name) was too distracted comforting Gon to notice.

When they reached the car and were beginning to load up, (Name) glanced up, blinking before counting heads.

“Wait… Kurapika?”

She looked around, not spotting her blonde hair friend. “Shit, where is he? He didn’t get kidnapped did he?”

Leorio snickered at that. “I doubt anyone would be able to successfully kidnap him, (Name).”

She raised her eyebrow at him, causing Leorio to clear his throat.

“He has a lot of enemies, Leorio. What if his…”

She pointed to her eyes. “What if they changed color and someone saw? Oh Kurapika…”

Leorio jumped up when he noticed tears falling down her chubby cheeks. “Hey, hey (Name), he’s probably fine. I saw him walking away after you dropped your ice cream.”

She stared at him incredulously. “What if he was being lured away? Leorio you have to tell me these things!”

“Tell you what?”

She turned her head to see Kurapika jogging over, carrying a brown paper bag. (Name) gasped, instantly running to him and nearly tackling him in a hug.

He yelped, catching her in his arms. “Woah, what happened? Did someone get hurt?”

She looked up, and his gaze softened at her tears. “You… I thought something happened to you when I saw you weren’t here…”

He cupped her cheek, swiping her tears away with his thumb. “(Name)… I’m sorry, I should have told you I was leaving. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Surprise me?”

Kurapika blushed, holding out the paper bag. “For you…”

She blinked, taking the bag and opening it. “Oh, Kurapika!”

Inside was a small plush bunny and a bag of pastries. “I saw you eyeing it when we were at the gift shop, and when I saw you dropped your ice cream, I wanted to get you more. But the stand was closed. I hope these are okay inst-“

He went quiet when she stood on her tippy toes to kiss his cheek, his face turning a bright red. “Kurapika, this is so sweet. Thank you.”

She gave him a hug, the blonde quickly wrapping her tightly in his embrace. “I’m… I’m really happy you like it.”

Unknown to (Name), Kurapika has decided on courting her in the traditional Kurta way, and the first step was gift giving.

Kurapika was very happy on their way back to the hotel, holding her gently and laughing when she hugged the plush to her chest.

————————

The days passed by, and now they were on the road back home. (Name) was a lot more comfortable sitting in his lap now, and he was having an easier time controlling himself.

When they reached home, Kurapika almost felt… disappointed. This meant that she’d be taking her van in to the shop to get the seat fixed. He wanted to hold her in his lap more, but he couldn’t be selfish like that.

“Ugh…”

(Name) groaned as she sat on her couch after unpacking. The kids had already passed out on the beanbag together, snoring. It was nearly midnight, and Leorio had decided to stay the night so he could take (Name) to get her van fixed in the morning.

“Tired?” Kurapika asked, sitting next to her. She nodded, leaning her head on his shoulder.

“Yeah… exhausted. The trip was fun, but I’m happy to be home.”

He nodded, playing with her hair. She leaned into his touch, smiling. It was a nice moment, Kurapika feeling himself relax next to her.

Nothing lasts forever though. Kurapika flinched when he heard his phone ringing. (Name) waved her hand, telling him to answer it. He nodded and stood up, walking into the hallway.

(Name) felt her eyes getting droopy as she waited for Kurapika to finish his call. When she heard his familiar footsteps approaching the couch, she glanced up. Her heart sunk at his expression, suddenly very awake.

“I… there’s another informant that wants to meet with me in a week. I’ll be gone for… a few months.”

Kurapika could tell (Name) didn’t like this by her face. “A few months? That’s so long…”

He swallowed, looking away. “I know, it is. But I’ll be going.”

She nodded slowly, looking down at her lap. “Your mission always comes first, I already got that.”

He felt his chest ache. Kurapika wanted to try and reassure her that she was also very important to him, but he couldn’t get the words out. He clenched his fist, sighing softly. “I’ll… I’ll call you every day if I can.”

This surprised her. She felt a bit hesitant to trust him, after all, the last time he promised that he ended up ghosting her then breaking her heart.

“Okay. It’s not like I’m going to stop you from leaving or anything.” (Name) said, leaning back against the couch. “You’re your own person, you don’t need my permission to do things. You just stay here in between missions.”

For some reason, that hurt Kurapika a lot more than her yelling at him or being angry with him would have.

“… it’s in a week. I would uh…”

He twiddled his thumbs. “I would like to spend time with everyone before I leave.”

He meant to say he wanted to spend time with her most of all, but his body wouldn’t allow him to say it.

“Sure, I’m not busy.”

He smiled, and she gave him a tired smile as well. “I’m going to bed now. Goodnight, Pika.”

He watched her walk upstairs, says filled with love and longing. “Goodnight, (Name).”

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Fixer Upper

Part 18

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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warning: this chapter is SPICY, you have been warned!!

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(Name) rubbed her eyes as Kurapika stood up. “I’ll go grab us some breakfast. We should be arriving in York New in around 30 minutes.”

He let his suit jacket with her, (Name) not even noticing as she pulled it over her more to keep warm.

The blonde arrived a few minutes later, carrying a few juice boxes and two takeout boxes with him.

“I got you waffles, with strawberries.”

She sat up, folding his jacket and placing it next to her before giving him a sleepy smile. “Ahh, thank you Kurapika.”

He sat down with his own takeout box, (Name) blinking a bit when he opened it.

Her box was elegantly made, having a waffle in the center covered in strawberries, syrup, and whip cream. In the little side cups we’re eggs, bacon, and sausage neatly placed with a toothpick sticking out of one of the mini sausages.

This was a stark contrast to Kurapika’s box. There was a waffle, but it was soggy, covered in syrup and whip cream with peaches slapped on top of it. The sides had been haphazardly tossed in on top of his waffle.

And he seemed to have no problem with it. Kurapika began eating his food, only wincing a little at the dreary sight. (Name) couldn’t help but snicker. “Kurapika, do you wanna share with me? Your plate… um…”

“I dropped it…”

His dejected tone made her giggle. “Aww, Kurapika…”

She scooted closer, taking his box and pulling out some of the sides and slices of peaches, placing it on her plate. “Here, I’ll pick some of the none soggy stuff up.”

When she was done, she moved the takeout box onto the small table in front of them, offering him his for. “Dig in!”

(Name) snatched a strawberry from the plate, the corners of her mouth twitching up when she watched him grab a wedge of the peach, the blonde glancing at her before he placed it in his mouth.

‘He’s so cute!’

(Name) cut the waffle into two half’s, giving him the bigger slice. He gave her a look, gesturing to the waffle but she shook her head. “You eat more than I do, go ahead, sweetheart.”

The pet name flustered the poor blonde, Kurapika shoving a piece of the waffle into his mouth.

“Haha, is it good?”

He nodded, strawberry syrup dripping down his chin. (Name) gasped, leaning forward and swiping up the sweet liquid with her finger.

“Ahh, that was close! That would of left a touch stain on your shirt.”

Without thinking, she stuck her finger in her mouth, licking the excess syrup off. He could only stare, face turning pink, then red.

Kurapika crossed his legs, eating quietly before excusing himself. “I’ll be right back, just have to… use the bathroom…”

He took one last look at her content face before leaving to deal with his hard on.

——————

The two exited the train together, Kurapika pulling her suitcase behind him. “Are you sure you don’t mind? I can carry it, I don’t want to be a burden to you.”

Ouch.

Kurapika hesitated for a moment, feeling his heart thump painfully against his chest. “You’re not…”

He sighed, continuing to pull it along. “I’ve got it.”

They took a cab to the hotel, Kurapika keeping a close eye on the girl. When she noticed him staring, she sent him an uneasy smile. “Is there something wrong?”

“No… why do you ask?”

She squirmed in her seat, hiding herself behind her fluffy cardigan. “Your eyes are… kind of intense right now. I just thought maybe I made you mad or something.”

He paused, hand clenching. This seemed to only further her fears, the girl quickly holding up her hands. “S-sorry! I… I didn’t mean to…”

“No, it’s fine. I’m not mad at all, I promise.”

He attempted to comfort her, reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder, only to see her flinch away.

“(Name)… I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I know! I… I know.”

She did know, but she also thought she knew that back when he did hurt her.

He attempted again, reaching out to gently pat her head. She allowed this, but was tense under his touch.

Leorio and Killua weren’t around to protect her right now, and although she wanted to trust him, wanted to find happiness in his touch, it didn’t come as easy as it did when she had the other two to rely on.

They would be spending a lot of time alone together, and she was nervous.

“We’re here.”

Kurapika offered his hand to help her out if the cab, heart fluttering when she took it. “Thank you.”

Again, he insisted on pulling her suitcase for her, smacking her hands away playfully when she tried to take it. “Ah ah, I got it. You’re doing me a favor, it’s the least I could do.”

She laughed this time, following behind him with a little smile on her lips. “Okay, okay.”

It’s time like these that made (Name)’s heart beat a little faster as the blonde followed behind her, stopping to rush and open any door in her path. He even reached over her to press the elevator button, smiling down at her. “I’ve got it.”

(Name) was a little perplexed on why he was acting the way he was. He hadn’t been rude to her at her home, but Kurapika hadn’t been this… sweet.

“Are you in… any pain?”

(Name) tilted her head at the question. “Pain? What do you mean?”

He wouldn’t meet her eye. “You know… because of your time of the month.”

Oh.

“Haha, is that why you’re carrying my stuff around? I’m fine, the medication I’m on helps keep the symptoms more tame.”

He nodded slowly. “I see, that’s good…”

Kurapika still continued to carry her stuff for her, even opening their hotel room door.

“Oh wow!”

(Name) squealed, running around the room and peeking out the large window. Kurapika couldn’t help but smile, watching her twirl around the fancy hotel room with soft eyes.

“Kurapika, it’s huge! Oh my gosh!”

She peeked her head into the bathroom, looking back at him with a beaming smile. “The bath and shower is huge! I can’t wait for tonight!”

She finished her tour by falling onto the bed, a laugh leaving Kurapika’s lips when she began to sink in.

“Are you alright, (Name)?”

She mumbled something into the plush bed, the blonde walking over to pull her up. “What was that?”

“This is the fanciest place I’ve ever been.”

‘God she’s adorable.’

He sat down with her on the bed, turning to look at her. “You like it?”

“Yes! It’s amazing!”

His smile faltered a little when he noticed her putting the dots together. “Oh. There’s… only one bed.”

Kurapika sighed softly, standing up. “Yes, that is the only problem. I was unable to cancel this room and reserve another within such short notice.”

“… sorry.”

His eyebrows furrowed. “… why are you apologizing?”

“…”

She fiddled with her cardigan uncomfortably, the man sighing. “Anyways, I can sleep on the floor, or-“

“Kurapika.”

She placed a hand on his arm, her touch light. “It’s alright. We can…”

(Name) gave him a smile. “We can sleep in the same bed. I mean, it’s just like the Hunter exam, right?”

Kurapika felt his heart thump against his chest at the thought of sleeping next to her again. He’d truly taken it for granted before, having such a beautiful woman cuddled into his chest, giving him kisses, touching him…

He cleared his throat. “Yes, I guess it is, since this is also a necessary situation.”

(Name)’s expression fell, her smile gone. “Ah, yeah. Necessary…”

Kurapika paused, remembering something he’d spat out in the heat of the moment to try and push her away nearly two years ago.

“And look, you did something right for once! You sure did keep me warm during the fourth phase. Looks like you are useful for something, even if all that is, is being a warm body.”

He slapped a hand to his head. ‘Stupid, she probably thinks you’re trying to use her. But…’

He glanced at the girl, who stood up to unpack her suitcase.

‘It would be nice to feel her warmth again.’

Kurapika watched as (Name) fixed her hair, humming to herself. “Kurapika, what am I getting ready for?”

The blonde leaned against the bed. “Oh, we’re just going out to get you a dress for tomorrow evening.”

(Name) froze at this, her head whipping around to look at him. “A dress… you mean clothes shopping? Kurapika…”

She gave him a wary look, turning from the vanity. He waved her off. “I already checked, they do sell your size there. Leorio… made sure I checked before taking you.”

(Name) sighed. “Ah… good…”

“Although, in my opinion every store should carry your size. It just doesn’t make sense to me why not.”

She looked up to see Kurapika cross his arms over his chest, obviously pissed off. (Name) stared at him for a moment, taking in his face before giggling. “Aww, Kurapika! Thanks for being so sweet.”

She stood from her vanity, picking up her purse instead of her backpack.

“I’m ready. We can pick out my dress, then get some lunch!”

He nodded, opening the hotel room door for her. “That sounds perfect.”

———————

Kurapika glanced down the long street ahead of them before taking (Name)’s hand. “Stay close to me.”

He didn’t say why, but from his strong grip on her arm, she didn’t question it. ‘Maybe he sensed something? I could use Gyo, but…’

“Don’t.”

It seemed Kurapika knew what she was thinking, he had a smile on his face that would look charming to most, but to someone who knew him, he looked… tense.

(Name) sent him a confused look, but decided to just follow his lead. He lead her into the first store, (Name) raising an eyebrow at him. It was a luxury dress boutique, and it didn’t seem like the type of shop (Name) would be able to shop in.

“Hello there! How may I be of service today?”

A woman stood before them, hands clasped tightly at her chest. She wore a customer service smile, it only slightly wavering at the sight of (Name).

“Hello, we’re here to find a dress for my lovely wife.” Kurapika smiled, pulling her a little closer and leaning his head against her’s affectionately.

‘Wife!?’

(Name)’s face heated up, barely holding herself back from sending an inquisitive glance Kurapika’s way. He spoke so confidently, lowering an arm to her lower back. “We have a dinner with a colleague tomorrow night, and I would love to find her something elegant, and classy.”

The woman nodded, looking (Name) up and down. “Is there a specific color you’re going for, Miss?”

(Name) glanced to Kurapika, who gestured her to speak.

“Oh, um… no, not really.”

“I see!”

She turned. “Follow me!”

(Name) looked at the floor as they walked towards the back of the store. “Here we are!”

“… what?”

Kurapika stared at the small rack, containing a handful of what Kurapika could only describe as ‘grandma dresses’.

(Name) sighed next to him and began to browse the small selection. “(Name).”

He pulled her away, frowning. “No. Miss, where are the rest of your dresses?”

“Oh, these are all the dresses we carry in her size.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t even measured her yet?”

“I don’t need to. She’s not exactly… our intended audience.”

“Kurapika, it’s fine. I’ll just-“

Kurapika huffed, pulling her towards the door. “No, it’s not fine. If they don’t have what you want, we’ll go somewhere else.”

(Name) squeaked as he grabbed her by the waist, holding her close to him as they walked down the street. “What kind of boutique speaks to its customers like that? Wasted my time…”

He grumbled a few choice words to the rude employee as they left, hand gripping her waist. She glanced down at his hand, then up to him. “Kurapika? You’re… squeezing me a bit too tight.”

The blonde was quick to retract his hand, instead deciding to hold hers. “Ah, sorry. That woman pissed me off. I hate that you get treated like that, (Name), it’s disrespectful.”

(Name) looked at the ground. “Meh, I’m used to it.”

“You shouldn’t be.”

He squeezed her hand lightly. (Name) smiled softly, squeezing back. “You’re a real sweetheart, Kurapika. Thank you.”

‘Don’t say that, (Name). Not after everything I’ve done to you.’

He didn’t say this though, only continuing to lead her town the street.

The next store they entered was extravagant, framed by white columns. “We’ve entered Rome.” (Name) whispered to the blonde. He held back a snicker, giving her a look.

“(Name), we’re supposed to be a classy married couple.”

“Oh, classy married couples can’t joke around?”

He scowled. “No, they can’t.”

“Hello, how may I help you?”

They both jumped at the sudden question, (Name) giving the friendly employee a polite smile. “Hi, I’m looking for a dress for a…”

“For a meeting with a colleague. Something elegant.” Kurapika finished.

The employee smiled warmly. “Ah, I see. We have a wide variety of dresses available here. Is there anything you’re looking for in particular?”

(Name) explained some of her preferences to the woman as Kurapika stared at the opposite wall.

‘Is that…’

“So, you two are a married couple, right?”

(Name) nodded a bit too quickly, face heating up at the question. Kurapika held back a laugh. “Yes, we are. Actually, we married just last week, and we’re currently on our honey moon.”

“Oh, congratulations! You two are such a cute couple!”

(Name) covered her face with her hands, Kurapika quick to pull her in closer and chuckle. “Thank you. Sorry, my wife is a little shy.”

‘My wife! Ah!’

Kurapika gently squeezed her arm, attempting to signal to her that she needed to calm down, but she was too busy trying to breathe to comprehend it.

“So, newlyweds, huh? You two must be having lots of fun all alone!”

Kurapika blinked, glancing down at his flustered friend to see if he’d heard correctly. (Name) was also looking up to him, eyes wide and face hot.

“… lots of fun.”

(Name) gasped and smacked his arm. “Kurapika Kurta!”

He laughed, cheeks a light pink. “Sorry, sorry. Again, she’s quite shy.”

“Haha, most newlyweds are. Please, come this way, and I’ll show you some of our dresses.”

As the walked through the store, (Name) became more and more nervous. She looked through a few of the dresses, sighing. “Kurapika… I can’t afford anything here. We may need to-“

“No need to worry.”

He pulled out his wallet, giving her a sly smile. “I’ll be paying.”

(Name) froze, blinking up at the blonde. “… what?”

He tugged on her arm to keep her going. “Consider it a gift for accompanying me to dinner tomorrow night.”

She shook her head rapidly. “No, no I couldn’t accept that, it’s-“

He flicked her forehead. (Name) could be incredible stubborn when it came to accepting gifts, and he’d already planned a response to her denial.

“I’m buying the dress regardless. If you don’t wear it, it’ll just go to waste.”

She grumbled at that, poking her tongue out at him.

“Here we are!”

(Name) looked to the woman, her tongue still sticking out. “Mm?”

Kurapika stared at her tongue for a moment before looking around.

“Ahh, isn’t this much better, (Name)?”

They looked upon a vast variety of dresses. Every color, length, and cut was available.

“Wow, I think this is the first time I’ve ever seen so many dresses in my size.”

Kurapika smiled, placing a hand on her back. “Go ahead, sweetheart.”

(Name) knew he had to be able to feel her heart thump rapidly through her skin. ‘Ahh… I wish he’d call me that more often.’

She immediately began moving towards the clearance section, Kurapika grabbing her wrist. “(Name), I said something elegant.”

(Name) pouted at this, but allowed him to guide her towards the more expensive dresses.

The employee helped her pick a few dresses, Kurapika being shooed away when he attempted to peek at the selection. “Mr. Kurta, stay over there! It’ll be a nice surprise!”

He blinked at that. ‘Surprise?’

As (Name) pulled her dress on over her head, she thought back to Kurapika’s words. It was always hard to tell how the blonde was feeling, especially in a situation where he was acting.

At the insinuation of having sex with her, he didn’t react much, besides the lightest of pink taking over his cheeks. (Name) couldn’t help but be curious to what his thoughts where in that moment. Had he been embarrassed? Intrigued? Happy?

‘No, I know exactly what he thinks of me…’

“You disgust me.”

She felt a shiver run up her spine at the memory of his words, her arms wrapping around herself in an attempt to provide some form of comfort to her trembling body. The girl was nervous, feeling her stomach churn slightly when she thought about the way he looked at her in the moment.

(Name) had always prided herself on being able to read people, but even she was at a loss then. His eyes were cold, and being hidden behind those gray contacts didn’t help. That day she lost her Pika, the man she loved being replaced by a stranger.

Even now, when he acted kind towards her, she could only briefly forget what he’d done, and now that they were all alone, it was getting harder to ignore the elephant in the room.

Was he sorry for what he’d done?

(Name) wasn’t stupid. She knew he hadn’t apologized to her yet, but she wanted to believe that he would. He’d come back to her after all, didn’t that mean something. Surely, the Pika she knew would never use her for his own gain.

But then again, was he really the Pika she had loved all those years ago?

Did he ever even really exist?

(Name) shook her head. ‘No, no he did exist, my Pika was real. He… he couldn’t have been acting. He really did care about me…’

Even as she said this, trying to smile, there was still a lingering doubt in the back of her mind, but she wouldn’t let that stop her from holding onto hope.

She still held onto the hope that he was still in there somewhere, that one day she could hold his hand, and he’d squeeze it back, pulling her into his arm embrace and holding her like he used to.

‘I miss you, Pika…’

But none of that mattered. She could sense it, he was holding her at arms length. When this mission was over, he would leave her, possibly for forever.

And that hurt even more than any insult Kurapika could throw at her.

The employee walked back after assisting (Name) in the changing room. The girl had been quiet the entire time, seemingly lost in thought. This made the employee hum. ‘Marriage troubles?’

“So… you two been on your honeymoon long?”

Kurapika leaned against the wall raising an eyebrow in the employees direction. “No, why do you ask?”

“Well, I don’t mean to be crude, but I can tell you two haven’t…”

Kurapika stiffened slightly at the insinuation, letting out a cough. Perhaps the girl was sad that he hadn’t made a move yet?

“We’ve… only been in York New for half a day.”

He hoped that would be enough of an answer for the woman, but she continued. “Oh, I see. But you should get at it soon, don’t you want to start a family?”

Kurapika felt his head go fuzzy at her words. The image of (Name) with a cute little baby bump, giggling as he held her close came to mind.

“Aren’t you excited to be a daddy, Kurapika?”

“Yes, angel. I couldn’t be happier.”

Thoughts of being together as a family filled his head, causing his heart to swell. If there was one thing the blonde wanted more than anything else in the world, it was a family. A wife, a child, friends that would be there for him when he needed them, and vice versa.

“Yes… that would be… nice.”

“Well then… maybe I can help you get things… started.”

Kurapika followed her gaze to the wall he’d been staring at earlier.

The lingerie section.

——————

“Uh, hello?”

Kurapika’s head twisted in the direction of (Name)’s voice. He set down the pair of lacy black panties he’d been inspecting to follow her voice.

“Oh, I’m coming!”

The employee began walking towards the changing room, causing a strange feeling to settle in Kurapika’s chest. He nearly pushed the employee over trying to get to (Name) first.

“I’ve got it.” He said, sending the employee the friendliest smile he could manage. It looked more pained than friendly, but she backed off nonetheless.

“What is it, (Name)?” He stood right outside the door, listening for her response.

“Kurapika? Oh, can you get the employee? I need someone to zip me up.”

He swallowed, heart beginning to race. “She’s busy.”

“Oh… well…”

(Name) poked her head out of the door, giving him a shy smile. “You can do it, then.”

Kurapika took a moment to compose himself before walking in.

And good thing he did, because the sight of her in her new dress took his breath away.

“(Name), you…”

His mouth hung open, eyes drinking in her form. She wore a floor length, satin dress. It was midnight blue in color, a long slot going up one side to expose her soft thigh.

“Does it look okay?”

She looked back at with with those pretty (e/c) eyes, holding the fabric of the dress over her exposed chest. He gulped, quickly standing behind her and beginning to zip her up.

“You look beautiful, (Name). Absolutely stunning.”

(Name) covered her face with her hands. “You really mean that, Kurapika?”

He turned her by her shoulders to get a better look at her, his eyes softening. “Yes, yes I promise.

He expected her to giggle, for that pretty smile of hers to stretch across her face, but he only got a sigh and forced, small smile in return.

Those familiar words hung in the air, his past actions tainting them. In the past, (Name) had believed him without a doubt, and even now, she foolishly wanted to take his words as the truth.

She was like a moth to a flame, wanting to bask in his warmth before he eventually scorched her again. Kurapika realized what he said, and how he had broken his promise to her before.

“I’ll never deny you.”

Kurapika wanted to reach out, to apologize and reassure her that he truly did mean what he had said, but what did it matter anyways? He would be gone soon, and why would he waste all of the work he’d done to push her away by undoing it all with an apology? That would mean her hurt her for no reason.

And Kurapika couldn’t handle that realization, so he did nothing.

She stayed quiet, smoothing out the dress. Kurapika unzipped her so she could change. “Tell me when you’re dressed.”

And she did, a few minutes later. He walked back into her changing room, wordlessly picking up the dress and beginning to walk away.

“… Kurapika? Kurapika, what are you doing?”

“Buying this dress.”

She blinked. “But it’s the only one I’ve tried on, shouldn’t w-“

“Oh, keep trying on dresses. I’ll get you whatever you want, but I’m buying this one first.”

“Kurapika!”

She raced after him, grabbing his arm. He didn’t even pause, easily pulling her along with him. “K-Kurapika! I only need one dress for dinner! I’ll just get that one!”

He turned at that, tilting his head. “Are you sure? There were a few other dresses you wanted to try on..”

She sighed. “I’m sure. That one is perfect.”

(Name) sighed in relief when he relented.

——————

Her relief was short lived.

(Name) now sat in front of Kurapika, who held onto her leg as he slipped another shoe onto her foot.

“Hmm…”

He compared the color of the dress, sighing. “Nope, not right.”

He took off the shoe and moved on to the next pair.

“Kurapikaaa, it’s been 30 minutes. I’m tired of this.”

Kurapika patted her leg. “But Mrs. Kurta, don’t you want to find the perfect pair?”

“M-Mrs. Kurta!?”

He looked up at her through those thick blonde eyelashes, a sly smile on his lips. “Newlyweds, remember? You’ve got to get used to it, sweetheart.”

She pouted down at him. “Do you enjoy teasing me?”

“Maybe a little.”

(Name) folded her arms over her chest. “Rude.”

He settled on a pair of silver heels, (Name) tilting her head at the choice.

“Silver? I thought you were going for blue.”

“I was but…”

He imagined how exposed her shoulders and neck would be in that dress, taking a deep breath.

“I had an idea.”

——————

(Name) plopped down on their bed, butt in the air as she groaned into her pillow. “I’m exhausted. God I hate shopping.”

Kurapika tried to ignore the temptation of peeking in her direction, unpacking her dress and hanging it up in the walk in closet.

“Aren’t women supposed to like shopping?”

(Name) poked her head up at him. “Do you like football?”

“… no?”

She slumped back into the bed, mumbling something back to him he couldn’t hear. “Well, anyways, do you want to order room service?”

This seemed to interest her, the girl jumping up. “Room service?”

He laughed. “Yes, order whatever you like. I’m going to take a shower. Just get me whatever you get.”

Kurapika gathered a change of clothes, taking one last look at her before closing the bathroom door.

He couldn’t deny that sharing a room felt awfully familiar to him, in a comforting way. The nights he spent cuddled up with her during the Hunter Exam had been some of the best of his life.

Even when they couldn’t be physically next to each other, staying on call with her as he slept helped him feel safe, loved.

He wondered if she felt the same way. After all, it was her that comforted him during his nightmares, sang him lullabies and blew kisses when he was sad. Kurapika was beginning to realize that oftentimes, she was the one comforting him.

He opened his eyes, letting the warm water cascade down his pale body. Using her shampoo and soap always felt nice, and he considered switching to it when he left after this mission.

‘Only because it smells good. Not for… any other reasons…’

Even as he said that, his cock twitched when he opened up her shampoo bottle. It’s like his body knew that the smell was associated with being near her, and was reacting on its own.

‘Fuck…’

He looked down at his hard cock, frowning. ‘I’ll have to deal with this… why does this keep happening? What’s causing my body to react this way?’

As he stroked himself, he spotted her own change of clothes sitting on top of the sink. For some reason, the thought of her panties being folded under her shirt or pants made him excited.

He ended up cumming the thought of her cute panties alone. He bashfully finished his shower, cursing his mind for thinking such things. Kurapika hated how sensitive his body was now, how easily he was affected by her.

(Name) ordered their food, curling up on their bed as she waited. Kurapika’s shower didn’t take too long, the blonde stepping out around 30 minutes later. His hair was still wet, a towel hung around his shoulders.

“I hope you don’t mind me using your shampoo. I forgot mine.”

That was a lie, he’d purposefully left his shampoo at home so he could use hers without suspicion.

“I don’t mind at all! Now come here.”

Kurapika sighed softly as she ran her fingers through his hair. He sat cross legged in front of her, head leaning against his knee as she dried his soft blonde locks.

Moments like this made him miss when she would touch him so casually, kiss his cheeks and jump into his arms with ease. When she was taking care of him like this, she touched him.

Maybe that’s the reason he sought her out after his shower. It would be easy to dry his own hair to appease her, but he didn’t. He purposely didn’t dry his hair so he would. It was an attempt to feel that familiar warmth he did when they were together during the Hunter exam, when things were simpler.

When he hadn’t hurt her yet.

“There, all done.”

She scooted off the bed, throwing the towel into the hamper. “Room service sure is taking their sweet time.”

The two sat on opposite sides of the bed, sneaking glances at each other. Through the window, they could see the sun was setting, meaning they’d have to go to bed soon.

“Room service!”

‘Oh thank god.’

(Name) jumped up and scurried towards the door, sighing in relief. “Thanks!”

The two ate together in silence. Once (Name) finished, she stretched. “I’ll go ahead and take my shower then. What are our plans for tomorrow?”

Kurapika set his laptop aside, thinking for a moment before speaking. “Besides dinner at 5 pm, nothing.”

(Name) nodded, shrugging off her cardigan and folding it. She placed it on her suitcase, Kurapika watching her.

“I see, then that means we can sleep in!”

Kurapika tilted his head. “Sleep in? I thought you might want to sight see.”

“Nah, I lived her for a few months, I’ve seen plenty. The train ride was more comfortable than usual, but it’s not the same as sleeping in a bed. I need to catch up on some missed sleep.”

The blonde continued typing on his laptop, humming softly. “Hmm, I guess that makes sense. I can’t guarantee that I’ll sleep in as well, but you can do as you wish with your free time.”

(Name) threw her pajamas onto her shoulder. “Besides, I don’t want to strain myself right now, considering…”

She held a hand over her abdomen, wincing.

“Ah, that’s true, I’d prefer you take it easy.”

Kurapika spared her a worried glance, the girl not catching it. She was already opening the bathroom door.

“Can you put my phone on charge for me? Thanks!”

She closed the door before he could answer. He glanced over to her side of the bed, seeing her phone lying on her pillow.

He picked it up, the weight of it being in his hand foreign. She had a strawberry themed phone case, and when he turned it on, his heart couldn’t stop racing.

Her lock screen was a picture of the five of them right after they saved Killua from the Zoldyck Estate. (Name) and Kurapika were so close, both in the picture and in general back then. Their cheek were pressed against each other, big smiles on their faces.

He melted at the sight, eyes softening. ‘God, she’s so cute.’

His smile faded when a message from who he assumed was Leorio popped up.

Oreo: rate these pussies (image attached)

Kurapika blinked, face turning red with embarrassment and anger. ‘What the hell is he talking about?’

Kurapika had to know what the picture was. He didn’t know her passcode, but assumed it was the same thing she used for everything.

He typed in her birthday, and if he wasn’t pissed off he would have laughed at how easy it was, her phone unlocking.

He clicked on Leorio’s contact, ready to tear him a new one.

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Kurapika stared at the images for a moment, feeling just a little silly for his previous rage. ‘He meant that as in… cats. Still…’

Kurapika shut her phone off, leaning over to put it on charge. ‘Why do I care if he’s sending her things like that anyways? Their relationship is none of my…’

He attempted to push away the familiar nasty feeling bubbling up in his chest. ‘…’

Kurapika shook his head. The laptop opened, Kurapika beginning to type away yet again.

‘Hmm…’

The blonde had done thorough research on both the restaurant they were visiting, and the informant they’d be meeting.

He was a flesh collector, popular in the community for his vast collection and strange morals.

‘Victor Hummin.’

The man refused to collect anything from any parties that had not consented to the sale of their own body parts. Kurapika found this strange, and didn’t know how to think about it.

Ok one hand, he was collecting the flesh of human beings, something Kurapika viewed as immoral. On the other hand… he only procured items from people who sold them willingly from their own bodies.

“Ugh, I’m tired.”

The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing echoes through the room, along with (Name)’s voice. Kurapika looked up from his laptop to see her standing by the bathroom, towel on her head.

She wore an oversized tshirt and…

Kurapika felt his blood rush to his face when he realized that her legs were completely bare. “(N-Name)?”

His face was completely red, hurriedly pulling their comforter over his lap to hide the growing bulge in his pants.

“Hmm? Do you need something Kurapika?”

She stretched lightly, a yawn leaving her lips.

‘Oh.’

A pair of black shorts peeked out of the bottom of her pink tshirt. Kurapika relaxed slightly, though his hard on was still raging.

He felt just a tad disappointed, letting out a huff.

‘Wait…’

Kurapika held a hand over his forehead, face red as he remembered the second phase of the exam. Leorio had the same reaction he was having now when (Name)’s skirt flew up then.

‘Oh no, I’m thinking like Leorio. This isn’t good…’

(Name) crawled into bed, lying on her tummy as she scrolled on her phone. She had her headphones on, kicking her feet as she watched some video.

He glanced from the fuzzy socks on her feet, to the towel on her head, then to her face. Her eyes blinked sleepily, the hand keeping her head up nearly slipping.

“(Name)?”

With her headphones on, she must not have been able to hear him. Kurapika reached out to tap her shoulder, the girl glancing to look at him before pulling her headphones to the side. “Yes?”

Kurapika placed his laptop on the table next to him, giving her a smile. “Staring at that phone in the dark will hurt your eyes. Let’s get some rest, hmm?”

(Name) rubbed her eyes. “Yeah… okay.”

She seemed to send someone a text before she set her phone on the nightstand, lifting up the comforter and snuggling underneath it.

It was quiet for a few minutes, the two feet of space separating the two blank. Kurapika was trying to keep himself calm. His body was heating up, and he was attempting to push the thought of her sleeping next to him out of his head.

‘She’s just sleeping next to you. Your body didn’t react like this during the Hunter exam, what makes this any different?’

“Kurapika?”

The blonde let out a shaky breath when he felt the space next to him dip under (Name)’s weight. She was closer now, maybe only a foot apart.

“Yes?”

He was turned away from her, hoping the darkness could hide his red face, but knowing it would do nothing to hide the sound of his racing heart.

“Do you remember when we used to sleep together during the Hunter Exam?”

A moment passed by before he answered. “… yes. I do.”

She was quiet, tracing shapes into the sheet. “Do you think… just for tonight… we can pretend everything is okay, and you can hold me like you used to?”

His breath hitched. ‘Hold… her…’

When he didn’t answer, he felt her scoot away, her voice coming out shaky.

“Sorry, you don’t have to, it’s f-“

She stopped when Kurapika turned around, wordlessly pulling her closer. He pressed his body against hers, holding her in his arms.

She quieted down, eyes fluttering closed as her body relaxed.

“Like this?”

He looked down at her, taking in her content face. She nodded, eyes opening up to look into his. “Yes, just like that.”

Kurapika leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers. Her warmth seeped into his skin, making him almost whimper at how good it felt to be so close to her again.

Her hand reached up to cup his cheek, the blonde leaning into her touch. “I missed you, Kurapika. Even…”

She was quiet, shaking her head. “Never mind. Let’s get some sleep.”

He placed his hand over hers, pressing her hand into his cheek further. “… goodnight, (Name).”

“Goodnight, Kurapika.”

They both wanted to say something, but neither did. One a coward, one too kind.

Kurapika watched as she drifted off, taking in her features. Her soft lips, long lashes, chubby cheeks, all things he committed to memory.

His hand slipped from her back to her soft hips, gripping the fat around them gently. ‘So soft…’

(Name) was the epitome of softness, from her body, to her voice, to her personality, the first word that came to mind when thinking about her was ‘soft’.

Kurapika, on the other hand, was rough. Calloused hands, harsh personality, sour mood, everything indicated to him being rough around the edges. It made sense that someone as soft and kind as her would be hurt when she veered to close to him.

Though, he couldn’t complain about their close proximity now, especially when his body yearned to be closer to her, merge with hers.

Be inside her.

He groaned quietly, feeling himself grow hard again. The smell of her, fresh out of the show was tantalizing, almost unbearable. She was right there, smiling in her sleep as he held her close, and it’s like his body couldn’t help but react with excitement to the feeling of her warm breath against his neck.

Kurapika swallowed, eyes half lidded as he dipped his hand into his boxers, keeping the other one on her hip.

“Hahh…”

He covered his mouth, face red with embarrassment. ‘Did I just…’

He bit his lip to keep himself quiet as he stroked his cock, his imagination going wild.

He imagined (Name) waking up, glancing down at his bulge then back up to him with those pretty (e/c) eyes.

“Aww, Pika… do you need some help, there? Let me take care of you…”

He watched as she slipped her hand into his pants, pulling out his cock and stroking it slowly. “My Pika… does that feel good?”

“Hnn, yes angel, that feels amazing!”

She picked up the pace, leaning forward to press kisses into his sensitive neck. “Wanna cum inside of me, Pika? Fill my tummy up?”

Kurapika covered his mouth as he came, eyes squeezing shut. It took him a moment to come down from his high, and when he did, he realized what had happened.

He lifted the blanket up slowly, cock hardening again at the sight.

Kurapika had cum all over her thighs, feeling his dick twitch in his hand at the sight. He couldn’t help but feel… disappointed, like something about the sight wasn’t right.

He remembered what the (Name) in his mind had said to get him to cum so fast.

“Wanna cum inside of me, Pika? Fill my tummy up?”

Just those words alone were enough to get him pumping his cock again, soft pants leaving his mouth as he stared at (Name)’s sleeping face.

‘S-so pretty… fuck…’

Kurapika grabbed a fistful of her thigh, pulling her a little closer until the tip of his cock nearly kissed her legs. ‘Cant… get any closer…’

He wanted to kiss her, to push her panties to the side and slip into her warm cunt. Kurapika was always so, so cold, and she was so warm. Agonizingly so.

Kurapika watched her face, eyes gone red with lust as he leaned closer. As he came again, he leaned his forehead against hers, allowing himself that small physical contact.

“(N-Name)…” he whimpered out. “Hahh… hahh…”

More than anything he wanted her to wake up and touch him, kiss him, tell him how much she wanted him.

But she didn’t, and the blonde pulled up his pants, staring down at his cum dripping down her legs. He was ashamed of himself for cumming on her like that, but it was hard not to when she was holding onto him so tight.

He leaned to grab a tissue from his nightstand, gently wiping off her thighs before tossing it into the trash.

That feeling was washing over him again, the urge to pull her closer and cuddle. He’d felt this after he orgasmed the night they watched the Barbie movie, and it was even stronger now that they were lying next to each other.

Kurapika pulled her even closer, now able to press his body against hers entirely without his bulge getting in the way. He pressed a lingering kiss into her forehead, eyes getting heavy.

‘Goodnight, angel.’

———————

Kurapika was acting different the next morning. Before she’d woken up, he’d ordered room service for the two. When (Name) did finally wake up, it was to his starling red eyes looking into hers, taking in every detail of her face.

“Mmm… Kurapika?”

He blinked, cheeks pink when he realized she caught him staring. “Good morning, (Name).”

If only she knew he’d been staring at her sleeping face gif the better half of an hour, occasionally cupping her cheek to gently tilt her head in different directions.

She yawned, attempting to stretch and sit up when she realized he was still holding onto her. (Name)’s eyes flitted to the hands griping her hips, her face heating up.

Something… something was poking into her tummy, but the blonde seemed unaware of that. Could it be his arm? His…

“Kurapika, you’re-“

He pulled his hands away quickly, as he’d been holding onto something hot. Kurapika said nothing as she scooted out of bed, eyes following her swaying hips.

“Be right back…”

She closed the bathroom door behind her, and the blonde felt something uneasy settle into his chest.

The space next to him was empty, and he wasn’t sure why that made him… nervous. The warmth she’d left behind was fading away, and try as he might, Kurapika couldn’t keep it there.

He scooted into her spot, cuddling into her pillow. It smelled like her, a soft strawberry scent with hints of vanilla and coconut.

‘(Name)…’

He hugged her pillow, smiling against the soft fabric. His morning wood prodded against the mattress, the blonde whining.

‘Fuck…’

He glanced back at the bathroom door. He could hear the sink running, so he assumed she was doing her morning routine. Usually, it took (Name) around 10 minutes to brush her teeth, wash her face, and moisturize. That meant he had just enough time to take care of his problem.

While his face was buried in her pillow, he reached down into his pants. Kurapika gasped when his hand made contact with his sensitive cock, slowly pumping along his length as he nuzzled against (Name)’s pillow.

Over time, his imagination shifted from just seeing her panties for the first time, to her jerking him off, and then to now…

“Hahh, P-Pika!”

She gasped when his tongue lapped at her cunt, fingers pushing their way in. “Yes, angel?”

She looked down at him with teary eyes, holding onto his hair. His cock twitched in his hand this image.

“Feels so good, Pika… make me feel so good!”

He groaned into her pillow, cheeks turning pink. ‘Gonna…’

Kurapika gasped as he came, thankfully he’d thought to grab a tissue before hand.

It seemed he came just in time too, because the sound of the sink turning off had the blonde scurrying to his side of the bed.

“Kurapika, I’m done!”

‘Kurapika…’

In his imagination, (Name) still called him Pika. Kurapika knew it was his own fault she didn’t use that name anymore, but it still hurt sometimes.

He didn’t hate it, not in the slightest. He couldn’t hate anything (Name) gave him, not the nickname, not anything else. Kurapika would even love any scars, bruises, or marks she left on his pale skin.

And if he thought about that anymore, he’d get hard again. “Alright. I ordered room service for breakfast, should be here soon.”

She grinned, plopping down next to him. “Really? Thanks Kurapika!”

Her thighs was touching his, the smell of mint and her moisturizer making him sigh. “I’ll be right back.”

He climbed out of bed, putting on the slippers (Name) brought for him and walking to the bathroom to get his morning started.

——————

Kurapika glanced at the clock. It was around 2 pm, and (Name) was still in her pajamas, cuddled up in bed.

Despite having nothing to do today, Kurapika had dressed in one of his suits, and sat at the desk nearby typing away at his laptop.

The blonde stole glances at her, his tired eyes lingering on her relaxed face. ‘Must be nice, to be able to relax like that.’

He didn’t feel jealous, though, well maybe a little, but mostly felt… happy. This was how it was supposed to be. (Name), relaxed and happy as she snacked on some chips and FaceTimed Killua, and Kurapika diligently working to further his goals.

“Hey, where’s the twink?”

(Name) bit her lip stop her from laughing. “Killua, you’re not supposed to say that word, it’s an adult word.”

“But he is one! Just look at him!”

Kurapika frowned in his seat. ‘What does that even mean? Oh, I can google it.’

He switched to another tab and typed the word into google, waiting a moment for it to load.

“…”

(Name) jumped when her phone was ripped from her hand, Kurapika holding it to his face. “Killua you little-“

“Whoops, gotta go, talk to ya later (Name)!”

Kurapika huffed, handing (Name) her phone back. “Sorry, Kurapika. He teases everyone.”

The blonde plopped down onto the bed, lying down right beside her. “Really? It seems I’m the victim of all his teasing these days.”

(Name) gave him a sympathetic look.

‘But… I guess I do deserve it, considering…’

Kurapika sighed, sitting back up. “We should be getting ready soon. Dinner starts at 5 pm sharp, and it’s a fifteen minute drive there.”

She grumbled, burying her face in her pillow. Kurapika wanted to laugh, to lay his head against her back and cuddle with her for the rest of the time they had before dinner.

But he didn’t. The blonde stood up, shaking her shoulder gently. “Come on, (Name). You’ve been in bed all day, it’s time to get up.”

She looked up at him, sticking her tongue out before burying her face back into the pillow.

‘Did she just..?’

Kurapika blinked at the girl, tilting his head. ‘She did. She actually did.’

“(Name)… you have so many things to do. You have to get dressed, do your makeup…”

“Don’t wanna!”

She pulled the comforter over her head, Kurapika having to keep a straight face even when she wiggled around like a little caterpillar.

“Alright, you asked for it.”

Kurapika threw the blanket off and grabbed her by the hips, pulling her into a sitting position before picking her up.

“H-hey!”

Kurapika didn’t budge as her legs kicked, only patting her thigh. He sat her in front of the vanity, patting her head before smiling. “There. If I have to carry you from place to place, I will. You’re a spoiled wife, aren’t you?”

(Name)’s face heated up, looking down at her lap. Hearing him call her his wife, having him treat her so gently made her feel… strange. Maybe it was her being hormonal because of her period, but she felt a familiar heat in between her legs.

“Kurapika…”

She pouted at him as he walked back towards the closet, pulling out her dress and his suit.

“Yes, Mrs. Kurta?”

Kurapika felt a little bad, getting her all embarrassed like that, but in his mind it was necessary. They needed to practice being a married couple… and maybe he enjoyed pretending they were together.

Maybe he enjoyed it a bit too much.

“… hmph. Never mind.”

She began to apply her makeup, picking up brushes and what seemed like little sponges. It was fascinating really, the blonde having to tear his eyes away so he could get ready himself.

—————

“Kurapika, could you zip me up please?”

The blonde nodded, turning around as he fiddled with his tie. ‘Stupid thing, I can never get this right…’

When he looked up from his chest, his eyes went wide.

Standing before him was (Name), but he’d never seen her look like this before. The dress hugged her figure, the sight of her (s/c) plush thigh poking through the slit making his heart skip a beat.

As he zipped her up, he got a good look at her face.

Elegant was the first word that came to mind, exactly what Kurapika had requested. Her makeup was perfect, (Name) looking up at him through her thick lashes. “Do I look alright?”

The blonde cleared his throat, standing up straight. “You look more than alright, you look… beautiful.”

He knelt down to place her shoes on her feet, internally gushing at the way her dress fell around her thigh as she lifted her leg up.

“It’s a little long… I’m afraid I’ll step on the bottom of my dress.”

She stared down at him, tilting her head slightly.

“… I’ll carry you around if I need to.”

“Kurapika!”

He laughed, putting on her other shoe before standing up. “I still don’t understand why you chose silver shoes. Nothing from my outfit matches that.”

“Well…”

Kurapika opened his hand, revealing a small silver necklace. “Kurapika, you didn’t-“

“Use Gyo.”

(Name) furrowed her eyebrows, but did as told. “It’s… made of nen.”

Kurapika gestures for her to turn around. (Name) turned, lifting up her hair. He placed the necklace around her, fingers brushing against her neck. Kurapika paused when she shivered, noticing that reaction down for later.

“There.”

He had her turn once again, eyes drinking her in.

Now her neck wasn’t bare, a necklace made from HIS nen claiming it. The sight of her bare neck and shoulders the day before when he bought her that dress had Kurapika’s heart thumping against his chest like crazy.

With lust, and the nasty emotion that seemed to plague him when it came to her.

Possessiveness.

“It’s for your protection. If you move too far away, the chain will disappear, alerting me that you’ve moved out of the range of my nen.”

This was the lie he made up to justify this action to her, and himself. “And… I think it matches your shoes perfectly.”

He stared at her with half lidded eyes, hands on her shoulders as he looked her up and down. “Hmm… it seems you’re almost ready.”

“Almost?”

Kurapika held up a paper bag. “We have to put out wigs on!”

(Name) stared at him for what felt like an eternity, the blonde shrinking into himself a little.

“… couldn’t you have told me we were wearing wigs BEFORE I finished doing my hair?”

“… I forgot, sorry.”

(Name) pulled on her wig, grumbling to herself as Kurapika did the same. “… I am sorry. I didn’t even think about it.”

She sighed, glancing at him, and immediately laughed.

He looked like the epitome of a wet cat, twiddling his thumbs after putting on the same wig he’d worn in York New back then.

“Oh, my sweet husband, it’s okay~” she cooed, pinching his cheek. He frowned at her, cheeks a light pink.

“You’re teasing me.”

“Only a little. Come on, let’s go.”

Kurapika followed behind her, grabbing her purse before he opened the door. “After you, sweetheart.”

She felt her face heat up, but was quick to retort. “Thank you, my love~”

Kurapika stared at the girl as she continued walking, cheeks red. ‘Her love? Maybe I was once, but…’

His eyes softened, a wave of regret washing over him as he let her take the lead.

‘Surely, she can’t love me anymore. Not… not in the way she did before.’

—————

Kurapika opened (Name)’s door, helping her out. “This is where we’re meeting him. From this point on, I am your husband, and you are my wife. Make sure you remember.”

He stopped her, adjusting her wig. It was a different color and length than her natural hair, the girl huffing. “Of course. You drilled our love story into my head to the point I can recite it by heart.”

He gave her a smile. “Perfect. Now…”

He looped his arm with hers, leading her towards the restaurant. “Let’s go, don’t want to keep our acquaintance waiting.”

They entered the restaurant, (Name) holding back a gasp. It was extravagant, lit up by candlelight. Several couples were already waiting inside, chatting amongst each other.

‘Act natural. Just do what the others are doing.’

(Name) observed one of the couples. The man sat down, pulling his lover into his lap due to the lack of seating. His lover giggled, kissing his cheek as they continued their conversation.

Kurapika had also seen this, glancing down at his companion for her reaction. She was frowning.

‘Ah, so I shouldn’t do that.’

(Name) took the lead, pulling him towards two seats that had just opened up. “Come on, honey, you know how these heels fire me out.”

(Name) sat down, crossing one leg over the other, revealing her bare thigh. Kurapika was quick to drop the ground, pulling dress so it draped over her bare leg.

“Careful, dear, save that for later, when I have you all to myself.”

(Name)’s face heated up, the blonde leaning forward a bit. “Don’t want to catch any unwanted attention.”

He sat next to her, keeping a hand on her thigh. (Name) assumed this was to keep up the act, but Kurapika knew the truth.

He’d seen one of the men eyeing (Name) and had to make sure they knew she was taken. ‘Just… just to keep up the act. It would be suspicious if someone flirted with my supposed wife.’

But as his heart thumped away in his chest, eyes red behind his contacts, his heart knew this was a lie. He wanted others to know that she was his.

“Mr. and Mrs. Kurta?”

A waiter stood at the podium a few feet away. “That’s us.”

Kurapika stood, offering his hand to help her up. As the waiter lead them away, Kurapika sent a glare at the man that had been staring at her moments before.

“Kurapika Kurta, it’s great to meet you!”

The blonde blinked as he was pulled into a hug, a strong hand clapping him over the back. (Name) watched this, having to hold a gloved hand over her mouth to hide her laughter.

The man that hugged him was tall and beefy, with short finger hair and a thick, wiry beard to match. He seemed uncomfortable in his nice tux, tugging at the collar slightly as he turned to greet (Name).

“Ahh, this must be the wife you mentioned. I’m Victor Hummin.”

He held her hand in his, kissing the back of it. “I’m (Name) Kurta, it’s nice to meet you.”

She gave him a pretty smile, Victor elbowing the blonde. “Ahh, I see the praise you gave her is all true. She truly is a beauty.”

(Name) glanced to the blonde, who was avoiding eye contact. “Oh, Kurapika…”

She playfully hit his arm, the blonde blushing. Victor smiled at this, sitting back down. “Ahh, newlyweds. Remember when we were like that, muffin?”

(Name) and Kurapika glanced to his left, seeing a woman sitting down next to him. She had tan skin, and dark brown hair that went way past her shoulders. Honestly, she was gorgeous, with an hourglass figure and pretty face.

“Sit, sit, I already ordered some drinks to get us started.”

‘Drinks?’

(Name) glanced at Kurapika, who spoke up. “Ah, thank you, but my wife doesn’t drink.”

He held her hand with his affectionately, kissing the back of it. “She’s-“

“It’s alright, Kurapika. I should be fine, just for tonight.”

His smile became a little more forced at her words, sighing. “Well, if that’s what you want…”

He rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb. “If I’m being honest, I’m a little nervous, so it should help mellow me out a bit. I’ve never been on a double date before…”

Kurapika’s eyes widened. ‘Oh, I see what she’s doing. Any awkward behavior can now be blamed on her nerves or the alcohol. (Name)…’

“Ah, that makes sense. Don’t worry, this is our first double date as well, haha.”

(Name) had seamlessly explained away any awkwardness while also making herself seem more relatable, causing the two to lower their guard. ‘She’s… really good.’

Kurapika let her hand go, leaning back in his chair. “So, let’s get to business…”

Victor held his hand up. “Ah, ah, ah, not until we have our drinks. It’s…”

He sighed, his wife leaning closer to pat his back to comfort him. “It’s a lot.”

Kurapika, ever impatient was about to demand he speak, but (Name) spoke up just in time. “Thank you, Mr. Hummins, I can see that it bothers you to think about it. To know you’re here to help up warms my heart.”

(Name) gave him a sympathetic smile, placing a gloved hand on Kurapika’s back. “More than anything, I want my dear husband to find peace, so I appreciate anything you’re willing to tell us.”

Kurapika felt his heart melt. Even if this was all acting, he couldn’t help but feel so loved in the moment. He leaned his head against hers, kissing her cheek. “Thank you, love. I couldn’t ask for a better wife.”

(Name) turned to look at him, face hot. “K-Kurapika…”

There faces were so close, noses almost touching. Before he could lean forward to close the gap, they heard Victor clear his throat.

“Ehem. Our drinks are here.”

The two pulled away from each other, looking in opposite directions as they were served their drinks.

‘Did… did he almost kiss me?’

‘DID I ALMOST KISS HER!?’

Kurapika attempted to calm himself down, downing his drink as (Name) sipped on hers. The couple across from them glanced at each other before laughing.

“Ahh, it’s your honeymoon, right? I remember our honeymoon. I could barely keep my hands off of you.”

“Ohh, stop it Vic, you’ll embarrass them.”

And embarrass them it did, (Name) also downing her drink.

“Now… please, let’s talk business.”

A light pink had taken over Kurapika’s cheeks. (Name) assumed it was from the alcohol, not from his mind running wild with thoughts of kissing her, holding her close…

‘Maybe… maybe it would make it more believable if we-‘

“Ah, yes. I’ll tell you everything I know so far.”

Victor suddenly looked very taking a small sip from his drink. “As you know, I’m a flesh collector.”

(Name) barely prevented herself from reacting with disgust to the man’s words. ‘Kurapika didn’t tell me that part…’

“But I take my morals very seriously. I only take flesh from those who have consented to having it taken from them. I pay them handsomely too, of course.”

He let out a hearty laugh, Kurapika gripping (Name)’s hand tightly as he did. She could see a hint of red in his grey contacts, quickly pulling him a little closer.

“I see, how kind of you.” (Name) said, giving him a strained smile.

“Yes, and that’s the reason why I’m here today. When I heard about the scarlet eyes of the Kurta being sold, I was honestly excited at first. Most collectors have heard of their beauty, their color being one of the seven most beautiful in the world.”

(Name) nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

“When I found out how the eyes were obtained…”

He clenched his fist. “I was sick. Just a month ago, I was invited to another flesh collectors home. We like to brag about our collections to each other, as most collectors do.”

Victor sighed, eyes staring into his drink, the ice melting. He took a swig before continuing. “The eyes… they were so small, there was no way they came from an adult.”

Kurapika’s grip on (Name)’s hand increased to the point it was painful, but she didn’t mind. “That’s awful.”

“Indeed. I attempted to reason with my old friend, but he would hear none of it. He had several different pairs, I think three or four. All of them… all of them were the same, small size.”

His wife patted his back gently. “When he realized what he saw, Victor was inconsolable. Immediately, he made contact with the Hunter Association to get in contact with Melody.”

“Melody?”

They nodded. “Yes, she’s a music hunter, and your friend. Although most of the underground know of your existence, little know more than your name and the fact that you have the scarlet eyes. Thankfully, I’m good friends with the Nostrades.”

‘Ah, of course he is.’ Kurapika thought, thumb brushing over (Name)’s hand. The girl glanced at him, leaning against his shoulder.

“She made sure I was being genuine, and got me in contact with you. Now…”

Victor sipped on his drink again, the nearly fully melted ice clinking against the glass. “I will tell you half of the information on him now…

He finished his drink, wiping his mouth with a napkin. “Half after you give me what we agreed upon.”

Kurapika nodded, letting out a sigh. “I understand. Go ahead, then.”

Victor folded his hands. “The man’s name is Dracule Midnight, professional flesh collector. He lives in Padokea, with his wife and two children.”

Kurapika let out a shaky breath. (Name)’s eyebrows furrowed, her hand gently rubbing Kurapika’s arm. “He has a family? How can someone that has the ability to care for others collect the eyes of children? Does he even understand what they had to do to reach that color?”

She wanted to scream, to tell the man off, but Kurapika calmed her with a gentle touch. “Shh… thank you, is that all the information you’re willing to give?”

“For now. For more, you’ll need to fulfill your end of the deal. Don’t get me wrong through, if you decide you don’t want to, you can leave right now and go about your night. But I can tell you things that are more than worth the price. Names, the address of his mansion, his schedule… his nen ability.”

(Name) glanced at Kurapika, seeing his face deep in thought.

“What… what is the price?”

Victor glanced to his wife, who seemed tired. “He didn’t tell you?”

The man sighed. “I believe in getting consent from the people I collect from. And because the Kurta clan has been wiped off the planet, there’s only one person left who… CAN consent.”

(Name) took a moment to process that, eyes widening with the realization of what he was implying. “Kurapika, no… no you wouldn’t…”

“That’s none of your business. I will hold my end of the deal.”

Victor nodded. “I’d like to see them. To make sure.”

Kurapika took a deep breath, (Name) begging him with her eyes for him to stop as he pulled his contacts out.

“Ahh, beautiful.”

She stood suddenly, pulling him up by the sleeve.

“Excuse me, sir, but I need to talk to my stupid husband before he makes a mistake that will piss his wife off.”

Kurapika was pulled towards the bathroom, Victor watching them go with a sigh. “That’s what he gets for hiding something from his wife. Right, muffin?”

Victor nudged his wife, but received no reaction.

“… muffin?”

——————

“Kurapika i can’t believe you! Your eyes, seriously?”

“To be fair, it’s just one.”

“Oh, my bad, it’s only one of the two eyes you have, that’s totally better! Look at how relieved I am now!”

“… you don’t look relieved.”

(Name) threw her hands up in the air. “Oh my god. Why are you so calm? I don’t understand. He wants your eye, Kurapika. Doesn’t that upset you?”

He leaned against the wall. “I told you I’m willing to do anything to complete my mission. Losing one eye is nothing compared to what I will gain.”

She frowned. “One eye, as if that’s all he wants. You know they’ll have to put you under anesthetics to remove it, who knows if they’ll stop at just one! Are you willing to risk your vision over information?”

He sighed, rubbing his temple. “He was cleared by Melody, (Name). If he had any bad intentions, she wouldn’t have connected him to me.”

(Name) looked down, holding onto her dress. “But…”

He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at the ceiling. He expertly swiped at the corner of her eye, unable to look at her. “… don’t cry, you’ll mess up your makeup.”

(Name) looked down, sniffling as she held back het tears. The blonde sighed, summoning his chains. “… I won’t lie and say I won’t take the deal. I intend to.”

(Name)’s lip quivered, but Kurapika continued. “But…”

He summoned his dowsing chain. “I’ll use my dowsing chain, and if he’s intending to take both of my eyes, we’ll leave.”

She nodded slowly, allowing Kurapika to lead her out of the bathroom.

‘I hope he’s attempting to trick him…’

The arrived back at their table. “I’ve made my decision, but befo-“

Kurapika didn’t even get the chance to finish his sentence, Victor screaming out. “She’s not breathing!”

As if a flip switched, (Name) moves to his wife’s side, crouching down to place a finger on her neck. “… no pulse.”

“No… no…”

She pulled out her phone and began calling an ambulance when the man began to choke.

“Mr. Hummins? Are you-“

She gasped, seeing his body shake. Immediately assuming he may be choking on something, she attempted the Heimlich maneuver.

“Shit, it’s not working!”

In a panic, (Name) pulled off her glove and placed her hand on his skin. Kurapika watched, unable to do anything as (Name) activated her nen.

“Sir, can y-“

She gasped when he gurgled up fluid, pulling her hand away.

Kurapika’s eyes widened. “That’s the result of poisoning!”

‘But how is the question…’

They hadn’t eaten anything yet, so it must have been the drinks. ‘But we both drank ours quickly and are showing no symptoms… unless…’

He glanced between their glasses. “So that’s it! The ice!”

Their ice was still floating at the bottom of their cup, revealing a slight milky color as they melted. “The poison was in the ice, but why..?”

He immediately swiveled his head around, catching the man who’d been looking at them earlier staring in their direction.

‘Shit, SHIT!’

Kurapika grabbed (Name)’s hand and ran, hearing someone shout to run after them as they exited.

There were two thoughts on his mind. The first being to find a place to hide, the second…

‘I have to protect her. At any cost.’

They rounded a corner, the sound of pounding footsteps getting closer. He turned his head in every directions, spotting a dark alleyway to his left.

Kurapika pulled her in, shielding her body with his own. “They came this way! Make sure to check every nook and cranny!”

‘Fuck! They’re going to catch us!’

Kurapika looked down at (Name) eyes scanning her face. She looked scared, holding onto his shirt as she watched the opening of the alleyway.

“…”

He ripped his wig off before grabbing hers and throwing it into the dark. “H-hey, what are y-“

“Do you trust me?”

She paused, eyes darting from him to the alleyway before she answered. “… yes.”

Her hesitation didn’t go unnoticed, but the blonde didn’t have the time to care about that now. He took a deep breath before placing a hand on her cheek and leaning forward.

(Name)’s eyes went wide when his lips pressed into hers. His eyes stayed open briefly to look out of the alleyway before they squeezed shut.

Several things went through Kurapika’s mind when his lips touched hers, none of them holy. She was stiff, pushing him away slightly, but it seemed the more she pushed the further he leaned in.

After a moment, he pulled back, pressing his forehead against hers. “Relax, just act natural.”

His pretty scarlet eyes glanced to the opening of the alleyway before pressing his lips into hers once again. Realization flickered in her (e/c) eyes before she sighed into the kiss. ‘Act natural. Well…’

She pulled him closer by the front of his jacket, surprising the blonde. He’d been hesitant to further the kiss before, but it seemed she was ready.

His eyes fluttered close as he allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of her lips on his, pining her to the wall. She gasped slightly, Kurapika taking this chance to slip his tongue past her lips.

“Mmph..!”

She whimpered into his mouth, causing the blonde to push further, his hand wandering down her body to grab hold of her thigh. She gasped when he lifted it to wrap around his waist, so close that his body fully pressed against hers. His hand slipped under the slit in her dress, pulling her in closer as she tangled hands in his hair.

“Are they in that alley?”

“Nah, just some horny lesbians.”

Even as the footsteps retreated away, Kurapika continued to deepen the kiss, their tongues dancing. His hand moved from her thigh, up her back to reach for her zipper.

“Ah, I think they’re gone.”

(Name) panted, hands pushing him back a little, only for him to lower his head to her neck. “K-Kurapika!”

“Can’t… can’t be sure. Not wearing… my contacts…”

He placed a kiss on the spot he’d brushed against earlier that day. She gasped, gripping his shoulders. “Shh, relax. Keep an eye on the entrance.”

He inhaled her scent before he lapped at her skin, causing the girl to yelp. His lips made contact, gently nibbling on her neck.

“Hahh, Kurapika!”

He gripped her thighs, the bulge in his pants pressing into her, too obvious to ignore. (Name) did her job to her best ability, barely able to focus when he was ravaging her neck. When he legs buckled, he lifted her up, holding her up against the wall as his lips moved from her neck back to her lips.

“Mmph!”

The way he was kissing her made her head spin. He seemed desperate, holding onto her like if he didn’t, she’d disappear.

His hips pressed further into hers, causing him to moan into her mouth.

After a few more seconds, he pulled back, a line of saliva connecting their tongues. He stared at her with half lidded scarlet eyes, tongue only inches from her own.

He continued to stare, before blinking slowly. ‘Oh. Oh…’

His face was red, hair a little messy from her hands tugging at it. Name) wasn’t doing much better, her lipstick smeared, eyes blurry from how hot and bothered she was.

“…”

He lowered her to the ground, making sure she could stand before he peeked out of the alleyway.

“… it’s clear.”

Kurapika grabbed her hand and began walking away. For a moment, the air was quiet. Neither of the two spoke, both still too flustered to think.

“… I’m sorry.”

Kurapika was the first to speak, staring ahead of them.

“It’s just, we needed to hide our faces, and my contact were off, and-“

“Kurapika, it’s fine, I understand. I know you wouldn’t do that without reason.”

He sighed, sending her a smile over his shoulder. “Thank you for being so understanding. I promise this won’t happen again.”

(Name) nodded, hand going to her neck. The spots his lips touched were still warm, and she could taste his drink on her tongue.

‘He was… poking into me again.’

She twiddled her thumbs. ‘It… it could have been his knee… and even if it was… something else, it’s natural for a man’s body to react that way to stimulation. I…’

“You disgust me.”

‘… he’s a good actor, that’s all. He… he doesn’t think of me that way…’

Kurapika’s words all those years ago rang through her head, squashing any wishful thinking she may have had. But still, (Name) couldn’t help the way her body trembled at the memory of his tongue in her mouth, his hand on her thigh.

‘He’s acting so calm, like nothing happened. Of course…’

Kurapika was facing away from her, and for good reason. His face was red, the tent in his pants grown almost painful from how horny he was.

He’d pressed right into her pussy, the residual feeling of her warmth making him nearly whimper as he led her towards their hotel.

‘I nearly… I nearly unzipped her dress.’

Kurapika bit his lip as he glanced back again, spotting the spots on her neck he nibbled and sucked on. ‘God… she looks so pretty right now. All I want to do is-‘

“Ah, finally.”

(Name) let go of his hand, leaning down to take off her heels as they entered the hotel. Kurapika blinked.

“Wait, you’ll get your feet all dirty.”

She waved her hand dismissively. “Meh, it’s worth it. My feet are k-“

She yelped when he picked her up bridal style, holding her in his arms gently. “Of your feet were hurting, you should have told me.”

(Name) didn’t answer, much too tired to argue, she just leaned her head against his chest as he carried her to their room.

He set her on the bed, handing her makeup wipes and pulling her suitcase over. “I’ll change in the bathroom, so you can change here. Don’t worry, I’ll hang your dress up for you after.”

——————

When Kurapika finished changing and jerking off in the bathroom, he smiled softly at the sight of (Name) curled up in bed.

His smile faded when he spotted tears running down her cheeks, the blonde rushing forward. “(Name)? (Name) what’s wrong? If it’s about earlier, I-“

She shook her head, swiping at her tears. “No, no it’s not that. I…”

She sniffled, Kurapika climbing into bed to lie next to her. “That man… when I used my nen, all I did was speed up his death. If I didn’t, maybe someone would have been able to save him…”

Kurapika grabbed her hands, shaking his head. “No, no, don’t blame yourself (Name). The poison used to kill him can’t be cured. You didn’t speed up his death, you stopped his suffering. And…”

He thought back to Victor’s face, in complete anguish when he realized his lover had died right in front of them.

“… I think he would have preferred dying with his wife.”

Kurapika sighed. “Can you really be so attached to a person that you would die without them?”

It was quiet, eerily so. When Kurapika looked down at (Name), she had a faraway look in her (e/c) eyes.

He didn’t understand why, but he wanted to comfort her in that moment, to hold her close.

So despite his better judgment, he scooted closer, pulling her into his arms once again.

“Kurap-“

He shushed her. “Shh, just sleep, (Name). We have a long day tomorrow.”

Too exhausted to question him, (Name) nodded, nuzzling against his chest. “Goodnight, Kurapika…”

“… goodnight, (Name).”

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Fixer Upper

Part 31

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

pt 30

pt 32

A/N: Please remember that until further notice ALL of these chapters are FLASHBACKS that take place BEFORE THE BEGINNING OF FIXER UPPER! Just clarifying again because I’m tired of having to explain it 😭😭

warnings: lots of death, animal death, Kurapika gets drunk again lol, Reader’s suicidal thoughts/urges brought up

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(Name) stood in her apartment after reaching York New city, packing more essentials now that she was more prepared for the trip she was going to be taking.

They were headed to NGL, a country where people lived alongside nature. Apparently that’s where Kite assumed the chimera ant queen claw came from.

As she was about to leave, her phone began to rang.

“… Melody?” she answered as she walked out of the door. Melody sounded frantic on the other end, blubbering.

“It’s Kurapika, he got himself drunk again and won’t stop crying! I’m trying to coax him out of the bar, but he won’t listen to me.”

(Name) paused, standing outside of her apartment, her key hovering over the lock. “… he what?”

“He’s incredibly drunk, and won’t stop crying. I don’t know what to do, I’m afraid he’ll make himself sick.”

(Name) paused, rubbing her temple. ‘What has gotten into him? Why is he acting like this when he’s always been so calm and collected?’

“I’m about to leave for another country. Leorio should be the second closest person to your location, I’ll text him.”

Melody sighed in relief over the phone, and (Name) could vaguely hear Kurapika slurring his words and the sound of objects being thrown around.

“Thank you, (Name). I know talking about him upsets you, I don’t mean to burden you-“

“No, it’s not a burden at all. He… he may have done and said some bad things, but I still love him with all my heart.”

She sighed softly, calling Leorio shortly after. He picked up almost immediately. “(Name), how are you doing? I’m sorry I haven’t been able to visit you, I’ve been-“

“Leorio…”

He paused, immediately going silent at the sound of her voice. “… what happened?”

(Name) locked her apartment, looking at the address Melody sent her. “It’s Kurapika. Apparently he’s drunk and won’t listen to reason. I can’t go for various reasons, but do you think you c-“

“No.”

She blinked, taking a moment to think before responding. “… no? What do you mean?”

“(Name), do you seriously expect me to help him after everything he put you through? For gods sake, you nearly killed yourself!”

The air grew thick and tense, and she could hear Leorio sigh over the phone. “I… I shouldn’t have said that. But my point still stands. How can you even think about helping him after that? The things he said to you… I care about you, (Name), but you need to think of yourself for once. I know you love him, but… there’s only so much you can do for someone that’s stuck in the past.”

She teared up, trembling. (Name) knew Leorio was right, she really did, but she couldn’t just leave Kurapika to potentially hurt himself or others. It wasn’t right. “Please…”

Leorio felt his heart leap into his throat when he heard how desperate she sounded. He knew just from the sound of her voice that she was crying. He slapped a hand over his forehead, cursing himself mentally for snapping at her. She was still in a very sensitive stage of healing, it wasn’t the right time to be saying these things to her.

“For me, Leorio… I couldn’t live with myself if I knew he got hurt…” she pleaded. He could picture the tears falling down her chubby cheeks, and her hands trembling as they held onto her phone.

He groaned, rubbing his temple. “Alright, alright… but I won’t be nice about it.”

She sniffled, and he was relieved when he heard a little laugh escape her lips. “Haha… thank you, Leorio. Be safe, love you.”

“You be safe, got me worried to death over here. I’ll come running if you need me, don’t hesitate to call my phone if you run into trouble on your mission.” Leorio said, his eyes softening as he looked at her contact photo.

“And… I love you too.”

She smiled, her finger hovering over the end call button. “Goodbye, Leorio.”

“Bye, sunshine.”

Leorio glanced at the address (Name) texted him before signing heavily. ‘He never thinks about how his actions will affect others, does he? There’s no way I’ll be nice to him about this.’

He put on his coat and made his way to his car, placing his cup of coffee in the cup holder. Leorio wasn’t going to let this slide.

Not at all.

———————

(Name) met up with the others at the airport, spotting Gon and Killua sitting together. As soon as they noticed her, the two boys perked up, Gon waving his hand with a big smile on his face. “(Name), you’re back!”

She put on the best smile she could. (Name) had tried her hardest to wipe away any evidence that she had been crying on her way to the airport, but Killua still raised an eyebrow when she got closer.

Gon was the one to point it out, though. “(Name)… are you alright? You look like you’ve been crying.”

A sigh left her lips before she could stop herself, the (h/c) haired woman waving her hand dismissively. “I’m fine, where’s Kite?”

She nearly jumped when Kite walked into view, almost as if he was summoned. Killua and Gon turned to face him as he began to speak.

“It may be a bit late to ask, but are you sure you want to come?”

“Of course!” Gon answered immediately, wearing his usual smile.

“You’re my nen teacher, I don’t have much of a choice.” (Name) said, folding her arms.

“You weren’t kidding about the “late” part.” Killua replied with a smirk.

Kite glanced at them before looking ahead. “We have no idea what the situation is like inside NGL. There may very well be a swarm of giant Chimera Ants already, hunting humans down. If that turns out to be the case, my priority will be saving them, so I may not be able to help any of you. You must be able to protect yourselves. If you want to come, that’s the requirement.”

With the last line, Killua spared (Name) a glance, his expression changing only enough for his closest friend to notice. “Okay, got it.” Gon agreed to Kite’s requirements, gently squeezing Killua’s hand. It was his way of saying that they would be okay, that (Name) would be okay.

“We’ll be fine.” Killua said, relaxing slightly with Gon’s comforting touch. Again he snuck a glance at (Name) who was looking intently a kite. Killua didn’t think she was weak, but he knew she wasn’t on their level of strength at all. Although he worried, he was confident that either him or Gon would be able to protect her if push came to shove.

This thought made the young assassin pause. ‘When did I come to care for her so much?’

He thought back to the Hunter Exam, remembering when she stepped in front of the woman who planned on killing him and got hurt in the process, or when she covered him and Gon in her cardigan to keep them warm during the Third Phase. She even let the boys stay at her apartment when they came for the York New auction, feeding and housing them for free. It wasn’t often that people showed Killua genuine kindness.

Unfortunately, Killua was used to working with a guve and take sort of relationship. ‘If I keep her safe during this, it’ll more than pay back for all the nice things she’s done. Then I won’t be in her debt.’ Killua thought to himself, trying to shake off the feeling of dread he had about her coming with them. Caring for too many people was a recipe for disaster, especially going into a dangerous situation like this one. The more you worried about others, the more likely you are to get yourself killed.

“Don’t worry boys, I’ll keep you safe.”

Killua felt his stomach sink at (Name)’s words. A soft, but firm hand was placed on both of their shoulders as she spoke. “I won’t let anything happen to you, not on my life.”

His chest hurt, it felt like he was having trouble breathing. Why was this woman that was obviously so much weaker than them so determined to keep them safe, when it was them who should be protecting her? Why did she put herself in harms way when she didn’t have to, when it didn’t benefit her? Killua didn’t understand, he couldn’t understand.

But… it made him feel strangely… happy. Someone in this world was determined to keep him safe, to keep him happy and warm and fed. No one had ever given him that type of security before. Sure Gon was his friend who he loved and cherished, but he couldn’t give Killua the type of love (Name) did.

The love a mother had for her son.

‘Mom…’

Killua looked at her a little differently, staying silent as Kite spoke up once more.

“And if I’m the one who’s in danger, you should escape without me.” Kite finished, looking between the three of them. “Got it?”

None of them answered, his words leaving them uneasy.

As they flew over York New city, the sun began to set before they knew it. (Name), Gon, and Killua watched as the sun set outside of the airship.

“What did you just decide?”

“Remember what Kite said before we left? That we should escape without him if he’s in danger.”

“Yeah, I don’t think it was a choice.”

“Yeah. That’s why none of us answered, but I’ve been thinking. Is it possible for Kite, who earned Ging’s respect, to be in that much danger?”

(Name) frowned, leaning against the wall. That was a question only a child would ask. Of course, regardless of skill, one could always be in danger given the right circumstance. There was always a bigger fish, someone was alway stronger than you.

“You said that Ging had a reason for bringing Kite and me together…” Gon said, glancing to Killua.

“Yeah.”

“You’re probably right. I don’t know the reason, but I can’t give up halfway, no matter what’s going on. Otherwise I’ll disappoint Ging. Of course, I could never forgive myself, either. So I won’t run away. Thats I’ve decided.”

Killua sighed. “Man, you had this totally serious expression, so I was expecting something big. But it’s just business as usual.”

“Huh? I thought about this a lot. I even ran a bunch of mental simulations…”

(Name) tried not to laugh imagining Gon trying his best to think of possible situations that may happen in the near future.

“Think all you’ll want, but you’ll still be Gon. If someone said you should abandon them, you’d never do it.” Killua replied, unable to keep himself from smiling:

“Mmm… you make it sound like I wasted my time considering it. Then what about you?”

“I’m a spontaneous guy, so I’d think about it when the time comes.”

“You mean you might run away?”

Killua paused for just a moment, his eyes moving from (Name) then back to Gon. He exhaled, shrugging his shoulders.

“Depends. I can’t say until it actually happens.”

“Say for instance…”

“I can’t tell you what is do in a hypothetical situation. I don’t decide until it’s time.”

The air ship carried the group heads for the Mitene Union, still unaware of the cruel fate that lies in wait for them…

————————

Seeking the giant Chimera Any, Kite’s group has arr he’s in the Mitene Union. Now, they travel from the Republic of Rokario to the neighboring GGL Autonomous Region. “NGL, huh? They believe living naturally is always better. They may be weird for living there, but you guys are weird for coming to visit, too. No idea what’s going on, but I’ve already driven in about ten similar groups today alone.”

“Ten groups?!” Gon exclaimed, turning to look at the man driving them.

“Yeah.”

“Then it sounds like we’re among the last to arrive.” Kite said, gazing out the window.

The all exited the van, (Name) groaning as she stretched lightly. “Ugh, my legs fell asleep. K-Kite!”

She held onto his arm, her legs shaking like a newborn giraffe as she tried to regain her balance.

“I told you to not sit on your leg, but you wouldn’t listen.” Killua teased, poking her leg. She yelped and nearly fell over, but was kept steady by a firm hand on her lower back.

“Those two huge trees serve as the checkpoint and embassy,” the driver said, pointing to the large trees ahead of them.

“Those may be the biggest trees I’ve ever seen in my life. Hmm…” (Name) walked towards them. “These probably hold so much history. Do you think they were around before the people living in this country?”

“Probably long before.” Kite answered, smiling softly as she waddled on ahead with Killua and Gon flanking her in case she stumbled. “Stay alert. The ants are a concern, but the NGL is more than a nature loving organization.”

“Got it.”

Two men met them at one of the trees, smiling in a vaguely friendly way. “What brings you here?”

“We’re on a hunt. A quarantined organism may have invaded this country.”

“If you are pro Hunters, then we cannot deny you entry. Follow me.”

They walked inside, where men were typing away on computers. “You’re using computers to and machines.” Killua said, staying near (Name)’s side.

“This place isn’t within NGL’s borders. This area is used for foreign relations and information exchange.”

“Are there any facilities similar to this within the country?”

“No, not a single one. No machines of any kind are allowed inside NGL. Naturally, visitors are also not allowed to bring any inside. Which means you’ll need to remove all metallic, petroleum, glass, or other such goods on your person.”

“D-Does that included my glasses?”

“Yes. If your clothes, belts, shoes, or underwear contain any plastic, chemicals, or metal you must remove.”

(Name)’s face heated up, and she took a step back. Both Killua and Gon didn’t seem very pleased, but stayed quiet.

“You’re kidding. You’re telling us to strip naked?” Spin said, popping her bubblegum.

“Don’t worry. There is natural clothing for sale upstairs.”

“Also, if there are any bolts inside your body, dental implants, gold, silver. Or silicone enhancements that cannot be removed, you will not be allowed to enter.”

(Name) accompanied the others upstairs, looking around the racks for suitable clothing. She was disappointed to see very sparse options in the plus size section. ‘Well, at least there’s something.’

She walked out, wearing a tanktop and baggy sweatpants. It wasn’t super flattering, but the clothes were strangely comfortable.

“Miss, you can keep your cardigan. It’s made with wool and died with beetroot juice.”

Killua and Gon watched as she happily donned her signature cardigan. “Ah, that’s fortunate. I really didn’t want to leave it behind.”

She walked down the stairs, joining the others. Kite watched as she smiled softly, gently patting her cardigan. “Only six of us are left?”

He glanced out the window. “I want you to stand by in the closest town. We’ll return here within two weeks and contact you.”

“Got it.”

The group was taken across to the other tree. “The checkpoint is over there. There will be a physical exam and interview as well as metal, x-ray, and ultrasound scanning.”

Kite sighed, surveying the area. “The security is rather strict.”

“Some people have smuggled in guns by hiding the parts inside their bodies. It’s common for people to hide cameras or cellphones in their rectums. Some people even trained animals to bring them laptops once they are inside.”

After thoroughly checking them, the woman gave them a friendly smile. “All of you are clean.”

(Name) sighed, looking as they stored away her medication, even her inhaler. Killua and Gon glanced at each other then to her.

“(Name), are you sure you should come without your inhaler? Leorio said it was very important that you keep it on you at all times…” Gon said, tilting his head.

She shrugged, buttoning her cardigan up slightly. “Meh, I’ll probably be fine… I just have to take it easy.”

“This isn’t exactly the place where you’ll be able to take it easy, dummy.” Killua replied, lightly smacking her head.

“Owie…”

She held her head and followed them as they were guided towards the entrance to the NGL.

“Thank you for your patience. Please pass through,”

The walked out, (Name) nearly being blinded by the bright light.

“Welcome to the NGL!”

The looked out across the landscape, being somewhat unimpressed. “Okay, let’s begin the hunt.”

———————

(Name) held on tightly to Kite’s waist, her face buried into his back. “I didn’t know you were scared of horses, (Name),” Killua teased from the back of another horse.

“I’m n-not afraid of horses, I just don’t like riding them!”

“They’re gentle creatures, you don’t have to be afraid.”

“Gon, I said I’m not afraid of horses! I’m afraid of riding on the back of a galloping creature with little to no way to stay secure!”

Kite glanced back at her, his hand gently taking hers. “I won’t let you fall, so don’t worry.”

She paused, her cheeks beating up ever so slightly as she buried her face further into his back. “Thanks… that might make up for you forgetting to teach me.”

He snickered. “I still intend to teach you, when we have the time.”

“Uh huh.”

Killua’s watched the interaction, his eyebrows furrowing. He wasn’t sure how to feel about it, he felt strangely protective over her, and he wasn’t as sure about Kite as Gon was.

They took a short break, Killua pulling (Name) over to sit with him and Gon while they looked over a map. “Woah, slow down. You’re pulling me too hard.”

“Sorry.”

He didn’t sound very sorry. She huffed, kneeling beside the two as they went over the map. As they spoke, she rummaged through her bag to hand out some water and snacks.

“They’re still following us, aren’t they?” Gon said, making (Name) look up. Killua nodded.

“Yeah… they claim to be here in case we encounter unknown tribes and require interpreters or intermediaries, but they’re obviously here to watch us.”

“Well, I never expected the people here to be of any help. My gut tells me that it’s here.” (Name) jumped slightly when Kite walked over.

“You really think so? The air does seem… off.”

Kite nodded, walking back towards their horse. “Yeah, let’s get going. We’re burning daylight.”

They continued on horseback, (Name) finding a bit of courage to look around. The area was desert like, so quiet a bit of dust was kicked up by the horses. She squinted her eyes, spotting a small dot of yellow approaching them.

‘Is that… no, it can’t be…’

“Kite, we have to stop!”

Kite brought the horse to a stop, the others following suit. As they looked to her for an explanation, one of the bees landed on her finger, a piece of paper stuck to it.

“This… this is one of Ponzu’s bees.”

Kite took the paper, reading over it before handing it to Gon and Killua.

The note read: “Help!! Chimera ant nest! Rocky Area, notify Hunter Association!!” along with a small drawing of said rocky area.

“It’ll be dangerous… but could you accompany me?” Kite asked looking to the three.

“Of course!” Gon said immediately, the bee landing on his finger.

“We’re pros…” Killua agreed, glancing (Name)’s way. He was hoping she would turn back, but when he noticed the expression on her face, he knew there was no way she would be leaving.

“Yeah… I’m going. I want to know if Ponzu is okay.”

Killua helped (Name) off of the horse, holding onto her hand. “Are you sure? Like Kite said, it’s going to be dangerous.”

He was hoping he could persuade her, but knew he couldn’t. When she wanted to do something, she would do it. “I’m sure. Thank you for worrying though, Killua.”

Killua felt his face go red as she ruffled his hair. Although he usually wouldn’t let people get away with treating him like a child… he didn’t mind if it was her. It wasn’t done to demean him or put down his accomplishments, it was purely because she cared about him, and he was beginning to realize that.

“Miss Interpreter… sorry, but we’re in a hurry.” Kite said to the woman that had been following them.

“Yes. The horses can move a bit faster.”

“They won’t be fast enough. I want you two to return to the border, find the others, and get word to the Association. These creatures are dangerous.” Kite said to the others.

“Got it.”

“Be careful, Kite.”

(Name) began to stretch with Killua and Gon, lacing up her shoes again and tying them extra tight. She wasn’t sure how long she could run for, but she knew she could keep up with them for a good bit.

“If you can’t keep up, I’ll leave you behind.” Kite warned, getting off the horse. Killua huffed.

“Right back at you.”

“All ready to go!” Gon said, smiling.

(Name) stood beside them, feeling a bit nervous. She looked between the other three, holding the straps of her backpack tight.

“Let’s go.”

She ran beside them, keeping up pretty well. As they raised through the desert area, Killua and Gon both kept an eye on her to make sure she was still following behind. They didn’t doubt her skill, but did worry over her due to her asthma. Not only were they running quite a bit, but they were kicking up a lot of dust as they did.

She was relieved when they came upon a forested area, the group stopping a bit ahead of her. Thinking it was for a break, she took out her canteen and took a swig, only to spit out her water almost immediately.

On the ground in front of them was a puddle of blood, along with torn bits of clothing… clothing that (Name) recognized. “No…”

Gon grimaced beside her, his hand reaching out to squeeze hers. It was a bit too tight, but she didn’t say anything, she was in shock.

Killua bent over. “This… is a bullet casing.”

(Name) turned to see him holding up just that, the bucket casing glinting in the light that shined between the canopy above. “Nothing mechanical is allowed here, right?”

“So the underground rulers of NGL were manufacturing guns in addition to drugs.”

“But, judging by this…”

“It wasn’t done by a human. Most likely, it was a Chimera Ant. If the Chimera Ants are using guns… I hate to consider the possibility, but it’s possible that NGL’s underground rulers have already been fed to the queen…”

(Name) was still in shock, dropping to her knees to tenderly pick up Ponzu’s hat. Her fingers traced the fabric, brushing away the dirt.

“What will happen if Chimera Ants are both with their genes? NGL and Chimera Ants… the worst combination imaginable. This could create an unprecedented biohazard.”

Killua watched her from a distance, feeling some strange heartache when he noticed tears falling down her cheeks.

“Do you think she’s… alive?”

Her voice cracked at the work alive, as if it was hard for her to imagine a world where Ponzu wasn’t alive. Killua and Gon shared a glance, preparing to speak but Kite beat them to it.

“It’s unlikely.”

It was like time stopped, the air around her growing too heavy to breathe in. She stared at the hat in her grasp, her hands trembling. “No… no she can’t be dead, there… there has to be-“

“(Name).”

Kite placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze. “We can’t sit here and speculate. If we don’t keep moving, the death count will keep rising, and your friend’s death would have been in vain. If seeing death is something you can’t handle, you should turn back while you still can.”

It was a bit harsh, but he wasn’t wrong. The road ahead of the would be full of death and destruction, and if she chose to walk that road she would have to be strong enough to keep moving, despite her losses.

She wiped her tears and stood up, pocketing Ponzu’s hat. “Sorry, I’m ready.”

Kite nodded, and they all began their journey again, this time in complete silence.

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In a town a few hours away from York New, Leorio drove down one of the winding roads as he glanced at the address on his phone. It was nearly midnight, and he had an important exam he’d have to take in the morning.

“You’re doing this for her, Leorio,” he mumbled to himself as he wiped the sleep from his eyes.

(Name) never asked him to do things for her, no, she only asked for favors when it came to helping others. Sometimes he wished she would put herself first and let him be there for her more, but he knew that it would take some time for her to open up more.

Leorio stopped the car and peeked out his window, surveying the bar the address had led him to.

“Where is he? Melody told (Name) he would be-“

He stopped, his eyes landing on a slumped figure sitting on the sidewalk. Leorio knew exactly who it was, even though their face was covered by their long blonde hair.

“Kurapika.”

Leorio stood in front of the blonde, waiting as he slowly lifted his head. “Leorio? Why… are you here..?”

The man crossed his arms, staring down at Kurapika with the look of a disappointed father. “Come on, you can’t just sit on the sidewalk drunk. Where’s Melody?”

The blonde blinked slowly, his eyes half lidded as he looked up at Leorio. “Had to go watch Neon…”

Leorio’s lips formed into a tight line. “I’m assuming she took your shift to save your ass?”

Kurapika didn’t answer, instead hiccuping before sipping on a bottle of water that had been left beside him. Leorio knew it had to be Melody who left it behind for him, to help Kurapika sober up a bit. “Come on, I’m taking you home.”

The blonde didn’t protest, stumbling to his feet and nearly falling on his face before Leorio caught him. “Fuck, Kurapika, you’re wasted. What the hell has gotten into you?”

He didn’t answer, the smell of alcohol on Kurapika’s breath making Leorio grimace. Even through his anger, Leorio could sense something was wrong, that the person he had considered his friend needed help. “Whatever, come on.”

Leorio placed him in the passenger seat of his car, grabbing (Name)’s cardigan from the backseat and tossing it to Kurapika. It was cold, and Leorio’s car didn’t have heating, so that would keep him warm.

He just wasn’t expecting the reaction Kurapika would have to the soft clothing.

Kurapika’s eyes went wide, tears falling down his cheeks as he buried his face into the fabric, sobbing into her cardigan. “(Name)… oh, (Name)…”

This act made Leorio pause, his brows knitting together. He knew Kurapika had pushed her away for her own good, but he had still been unnecessarily cruel to the only person that had given him unconditional love since his clan was massacred. In Leorio’s eyes, he didn’t have the right to be sobbing into her cardigan and whimpering her name. Kurapika didn’t deserve to mourn her as if she was dead when she was still alive.

But Leorio still helped him to his hotel room, still held back his hair when he threw up, and still brushed Kurapika’s teeth for him so he wouldn’t have the taste of vomit in his mouth when he woke up. Leorio was a doctor, he couldn’t just leave him without something, so he tucked Kurapika in and set a glass of water and some pain relief medicine on the nightstand. It was all he could do, he had to leave so he could try and get some sleep before his exam in the morning.

As he left, he remembered that Kurapika still had (Name)’s cardigan. Leorio was about to take it back, but he watched as Kurapika snuggled into the fabric, the scent helping to calm down his racing heart. Leorio was far too kind, muttering under his breath as he closed Kurapika’s hotel door behind him. “I’ll just ask Melody to wash it and send it back tomorrow…”

Kurapika wouldn’t remember any of this encounter when he woke up, but he would be pleasantly surprised to be wearing (Name)’s cardigan in the morning.

Neither Leorio or (Name) would get that cardigan back, unfortunately.

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“It’s safe to assume that the Chimera Ants have assumed control of NGL’s interior. The question is if we can reach their nest before the Queen births the King.”

(Name) was having a bit of trouble keeping up, her chest was heavy with grief and regrets. Could she have saved Ponzu if she had come with her and Pokkle instead?

“Hindsight is always 20/20. Thinking of what could have been will change nothing,” Kite stated, as if he could read (Name)’s thoughts. The woman frowned deeply.

“I know… but… if I had just-“

Kite cut her off by holding up his hand. “But you didn’t. You’re here now, let’s focus on trying to honor your friend by saving as many lives as we can.”

She didn’t answer, simply allowing Gon to squeeze her hand gently. (Name) didn’t have the words or energy to properly respond to Kite. Her absence in her friend’s time of need weighed heavily on her chest, and she wasn’t sure if she’d ever forgive herself.

“There’s still hope, (Name),” Gon said softly as they continued towards a small village. “You said Pokkle was with her, right? Maybe he’s still alive.”

She tried her best to smile. “You’re right, there is still hope. Sorry if I scared you, Gon.”

She knew better than most that Gon didn’t like seeing his friends lose hope. It was something that made the boy a bit anxious, and he’d often do as much as he could to make the other feel better. (Name) tried to keep her aura neutral as calm, to make sure he didn’t feel the need to comfort her too much. Gon was just a child after all, a child she wanted to protect. She couldn’t let her feelings of grief potentially put him in harm’s way.

That’s why, even as they walked through the abandoned village, she remained silent, a cold anger washing over her at the sight of torn and bloody children’s clothes and beloved dollies left behind in the dirt. No child would willingly leave their previous toy behind, and the clothes being the only thing telling them humans had been there was very similar to the state they’d found Ponzu in. Or well, what was left of her.

“No one’s here.” Gon said softly as his fingers traced the splintered wood of a destroyed door. Whatever had been there before them had the strength to tear down homes like shredding paper. “Hey… something smells. Coming from over there.”

The group followed a trail of blood, Killua instinctively sticking very close to (Name). It’s like his body could sense that she wasn’t as well equipped as them to handle the threat they would soon face, and he would need to have her at arms length in case something came at them.

They found several horses impaled on tree limbs, the sound of flies buzzing around they corpses and the smell of death becoming more pronounced the closer they got. (Name) covered her nose, gagging at the pungent odor hanging around the area.

“It’s like a morning sacrifice.” Gon said, making Killua and (Name) tilt their heads.

“A ritual practices by birds called bull-headed shrikes. They impale their prey on sharp objects such as branches.” Kite explained to the two, before they all turned their heads.

“HEY!”

Killua threw his arm in front of (Name), fueled by pure instinct. She yelped slightly, he hadn’t had time to hold back, so the blow to her belly stung quite a bit. She didn’t complain though, the sight of the creature appearing before them made her pain dull in comparison to the overwhelming fear she felt.

It was tall, possibly taller than Kite with a human-like appearance. The thing that set it apart was the strange legs and wing like limbs, along with rabbit ears, nose, and whiskers. The thing about it that scared her the most was the fact that it had been able to conceal its presence from them.

“What!?”

“Wh-what is that thing?”

(Name) pushed away the urge to pull Killua and Gon behind her, knowing that one wrong move could have that thing attack them within seconds. Her eyes didn’t leave the creature, not for a second. She had never felt so afraid, not even standing before the Phantom Troupe. At least they had been human, but she had no idea what this was, and the unknown was more frightening than anything else.

They were all on high alert, watching as it raised a hand to point at them. “Trash. Those are mine!”

It seemed to be angry that they were near its prey, the horses. That thing must have been what impale the poor things.

It launched towards them, so fast that (Name) could barely follow it with her eyes. Kite was its target, and when he easily dodged it, it came after them. It hit her, Gon, and Killua out of the way, the blow causing them to fly backwards several feet. (Name) nearly puked, and even Gon whined from the pain.

That sound made (Name) tense up, her aura spreading out to cover the two as she got into a fighting position. She didn’t have as much experience as Killua and Gon, but she would fight regardless.

The creature seemed focused on Kite, as he was the biggest threat, but he didn’t give the creature the time of day, instead disappearing from sight before reappearing behind the three. “Gon, Killua, (Name). You three must deal with him yourselves. This is a chimera ant soldier, we will encounter many more like him. I won’t be able to help you during combat. If you can’t defeat it, you’ll have to leave. You’ll just be in my way.”

The two boys nodded, their auras spiking as (Name) bit her lip. She knew Kite was right, he usually was, but she feared what may happen to them.

“Weren’t you listening, Kite?” Gon asked, his gaze focusing on the chimera ant.

“We’re also pros!” Killua added as they began to advance towards their opponent.

“Don’t treat us like kids!”

(Name) jumped slightly, holding a hand over her heart. She wanted to listen, but in her heart there would always be children to her. But she knew that babying them wouldn’t accomplish anything, so instead she stood by their sides, ready to fight with them.

(Name) attacked with them, barely dodging a hit that would have knocked her head clean off her shoulders. She used her nen to protect her body from another blow before reinforcing her fists and focusing all of her nen into her fist to punch him in the face.

The creature was dazed just long enough for Killua and to land a lightning based attack on him, paralyzing it so Gon could get a hit in with his own nen attack.

It was launched into the air, and before the could continue, it was scooped up by another Chimera Ant. It growled and roared, struggling. “Bastards! I’m gonna eat you! I will! Remember this!”

“Our attacks…” Gon whispered, his eyes still on the Chimera Ant.

“They didn’t work.” Killua finished, giving (Name) a look over before frowning.

Kite approached them, his aura calm. “That guy’s smart. He let his soldier do the fighting, so he could learn our abilities. Are you coming?”

They all turned to look at him, eyes wide.

“There’s no need to feel down. Your attacks weren’t that bad. You just need experience now. If you wish to become stronger, this is a perfect opportunity. But if you aren’t prepared, you won’t be able to endure the ordeal. Whether we win or lose, hell lied ahead of us.”

They glanced at each other, and (Name) knew that she couldn’t leave. Not when things like that chimera ant existed.

“We’re coming.”

“Yeah.”

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As the sun began to set, they came across the corpses of several NGL workers that ran the hidden drug factory. Although they weren’t good people, (Name) still said a quick prayer, hoping they would find peace after being slaughtered like animals.

“This is ugly… the stench alone would guide us to the corpses.” Kite said, looking over the devastation caused by the chimera ants.

“Look at this. So this is the hidden side of the NGL.”

Killua held up a gun, frowning. (Name) took it from his hands and set it back down, then took out her handkerchief and swiped it over his palms.

“I suppose so.”

They looked up when they heard Gon call them from the hill. “Killua, Kite, (Name)…”

The silence of the Drug factory overtaken by the Chimera Ants further intensified the chill in the air. There was no doubt that every human that had once worked there was now dead, the smell confirmed it.

(Name) sighed softly as they set up camp for the night nearby. It was far enough away that they could actually rest for a bit in shifts. As Gon and Killua slept, Kite turned to (Name).

“You did well during the fight, but I did notice you only used your basic nen practices. Is there a reason for that?”

She nodded. “Yeah, it’s because I don’t really know all that much about nen. I’ve got the basics down, but when it comes to anything more advanced, I’m not that knowledgeable.”

Kite winced, scratching the back of his head. “Ah, I have a feeling I’m to blame for that.”

(Name) smiled, glancing back at the two boys sleeping before giving Kite her attention again. “Mmm, I didn’t want to say it, but yeah.”

They both shared a laugh before Kite leaned back and sighed. “Alright, I guess this is a good opportunity to teach you some things, but let’s start you off by retaking the water divination test.”

She watched as Kite prepared the test, her fingers tapping nervously against her leg. “Relax, you took it once before, didn’t you?”

“Yeah… but I was alone. I… I was pretty sure the volume of water increased.”

Kite hummed in thought. “Well, with another person here to inspect the results, maybe I can pick up on something you didn’t.”

“Yeah…”

She held her hands over the cup, gently emitting her aura. Again, it seemed like the volume of water in the cup raised, but Kite seemed to notice something she didn’t. “Ah, so that’s what it is… I had a feeling you weren’t an enhancer, and I was right.”

(Name) tilted her had as he lifted the leaf in the cup, and was surprised to see roots stretching down to the bottom of the cup. “The reason the volume of water rose was because you were making this leaf sprout roots. You’re a specialist for sure, possibly with some kind of time ability…”

“B-but I thought… my ability was to heal…”

Kite shook his head, placing the leaf in her hand. “Keep using your ability and don’t stop until I say so.”

She nodded and continued, her eye widening as the roots continued to grow, and then shrivel up in her hand before turning to dust. “You have the ability to speed up time. It can be used to heal, but it can also be used to hurt.”

Kite tried to hide his concerned expression. This was quite the ability for an inexperienced nen user to have. As her teacher, he would have to report this to Chairman Netero for safety reasons, but as her friend… he was impressed.

“(Name)!” Gon whisper yelled, crouching next to her. Before telling her what he wanted to, he let out a yawn and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. “It’s… your turn to sleep.”

“Ah, okay.”

She got up, but Kite caught her arm. “(Name), don’t forget what we learned tonight. I want you to try using your ability in your next battle.”

“Yeah… I will.”

She laid down in the sleeping back Kite brought, getting some much needed rest, feeling a lot more confident in herself, now that she knew what she was capable of.

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Kite, Gon, Killua, and (Name) had advanced deep within NGL, in search of the Chimera Ant nest, and have arrived at a cliff with peculiar openings.

“This is the Chimera Ant nest?” Gon asked, looking upon the former weapon factory.

“No, they don’t make their nests in holes. They use mud and feces to build them.” Kite replied, making the three wince in disgust. “Let’s go. You’ll understand once we’re inside.”

The lights along the tunnel flickered as they travelled through it. (Name) wrapped her cardigan tightly around herself, feeling the slight cool breeze blow past them as they ventured in further.

“There’s no telling when or from where they will attack. Be on your guard.” Kite warned.

“Yeah, got it. That other chimera ant completely concealed his presence.”

Killua’s reminder made (Name) shudder. It was frightening, thinking of beings they had considered animals being able to conceal themselves completely.

“Is this place…”

They entered a room with various numbered large vials stood, some shattered. Body parts were scattered on the floor, presumably belonging to the now fed NGL workers.

“Yes, it is NGL’s hidden side.” Kite confirmed.

“A drug factory.”

“Exactly. This factory produces the ingestible drug D2 which is spreading throughout the mainland. There are probably bila trees nearby, which produce its main ingredient. Ironic given their claims as preservationists.” Kite said with a scoff.

“They’re making more than drugs. Look.” Killua opened a box containing various guns. “It’s the same as the others.”

“I assume that only the NGL leaders know the truth of this place. The other members joined because they honestly loved nature. “

“So this facility is the center of NGL’s underground. If it’s empty…

Then Chimera Ants have wiped out the NGL underground. And a bunch of amateurs with guns won’t suffice to deal with them.” Kite finished Killua’s thought.

(Name) tuned them out for a moment as she inspected the guns, but was quickly stirred from her thoughts when Kite spoke.

“Shh, a few are around.”

She was immediately on guard, her body tensing as she stood among Killua and Gon. “They’re slowly approaching through the middle tunnel. There are more in the right and left tunnels.” Kite warned.

“En… how far can you search?” Killua asked as the approached the room.

“Everything within a 45 meter radius.”

“45 meters!?” Gon exclaimed, glancing around the room.

“Depending on physical and mental condition, I can increase that by a few meters. Here they come!”

(Name) prepared herself for the fight ahead, ready to test out her abilities for the first time.

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Fixer Upper

Part 10

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

part 9

part 11

A/N: the next chapter will be a flashback to the Hunter Exam!!

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As the sun began to rise over their small cabin, (Name) was already awake packing lunches and preparing breakfast.

“You’re up early.”

Kurapika sat down at the kitchen table, sending her a smile. “Oh, yeah, I needed to make sure everything was ready for today. We’ll be at the beach for quite a while, so I had to pack plenty of snacks.”

She looked cute in her matching set of pink pajamas. There wasn’t a time Kurapika could think of when he didn’t think she looked cute.

“Hmm, Kurapika, I’m brewing some coffee. Would you like a cup?”

He glanced up to see her walking forward, sitting down next to him. She seemed rather happy this morning, smiling as she leaned against his shoulder.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun today. I’m excited to spend lots of time with you!”

He pushed her away gently, looking away. She seemed just a little disappointed by this, but continued smiling. “I’ll go make you a cup of coffee.”

She hurried away to the kitchen. Kurapika caught her wiping at her eyes, his stomach twisting knowing he’d probably made her cry again.

He stood up suddenly and walked forward, unable to stop himself. She glanced up just in time to see Kurapika lift a hand and place it on her head in a gentle pat.

“… thank you.”

She blinked, looking up at him confused. He continued patting awkwardly, not able to look her in the eye.

“You’re… you’re welcome?”

(Name) also reached up and patted his head, not knowing what else she should do. They just stared at each other in confusion for a minute, neither willing to back down in fear it would make things even more awkward.

“Of course this is the first thing I see when I wake up at the buttcrack of dawn.”

Leorio stood in the doorway, scowling. He yawned loudly before pouring a cup of coffee for himself.

“Good morning Leorio! How did you sleep?”

“As good as someone can when your roommate is jer-“

Kurapika rushed forward and dragged Leorio away, leaving his cup on the table.

‘Was he about to say jerking off?’ (Name) thought, tilting her head. ‘It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Poor Pik- I mean Kurapika.’

“Hey, what’s the big d-“

Kurapika slammed Leorio against the wall, his eyes shining red in embarrassment. “What the hell were you thinking telling her that? She’s a girl, you know?”

Leorio raised an eyebrow. “Telling her what, that you were jerking off last night? Do you think she cares what you do in the privacy of your- well actually OUR bedroom? Speaking of which, do that in the bathroom next time.”

Kurapika turned red. “I thought you were asleep, and I didn’t want to get up and disturb you.”

Leorio snickered. “You sure did disturb me. Who’s name were you muttering? You got me curious, I thought you said you didn’t have a special someone?”

‘Oh god, he heard me saying (Name)’s name?!’

Kurapika groaned loudly. “It’s none of your business, that’s such a strange question to ask someone.”

He shrugged. “Hey, you’re the one that jerked off with your friend in the room.”

“You’re acting like you didn’t when you, me, and (Name) shared a room before the 4th Phase of the Hunter Exam.”

Leorio’s jaw dropped. “You… you knew!?”

“You’re not exactly quiet.”

The two frowned at each other.

“Let’s never talk about this again.”

“Agreed.”

By the time the two had finished their awkward conversation, Killua and Gon were sat at the table with a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs in front of them.

“You two done making out or whatever? (Name) made breakfast.”

The two blinked. “I would rather die than make out with Leorio.”

Leorio gasped. “I’m offended. (Name), can you believe how mean he’s being to me??”

He ran to her and pulled her into a hug, sticking his tongue out at Kurapika. (Name) patted his back, rolling her eyes. “Well you did try to embarrass him earlier.”

Kurapika stiffened at this. ‘Did she hear enough to guess what he was going to say?’

He could feel the tips of his ears heat up, turning red.

“Ooo, we’re embarrassing Kurapika? I want in!”

(Name) placed Kurapika’s breakfast in front of him. “Don’t worry, you’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone does it.”

She gave him a wink before walking away.

‘Does that mean, she…’

He shoved a pancake into his mouth so he could focus on not choking, instead of the thought of (Name) shoving her fingers into her pussy.

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It was still early when they arrived at the beach. (Name) set up a few towels along with a large umbrella. Kurapika and Leorio carried her cooler, the boys working on blowing up a beach ball.

“Sunscreen everyone. I don’t think I need to remind you of what happened last t-“

Killua started to sneak away while she was talking. “Gon, get him.”

Leorio and Kurapika glanced at each other before watching Gon chase Killua down the beach, kicking up sand behind them. She waited patiently, rubbing sunscreen on herself while she waited.

As Kurapika helped her rub sunscreen into her back, Gon returned with Killua in tow.

“Oh good, I was afraid I’d have to come after you myself.”

She grabbed Killua by the shoulders and sat him down on the towel to begin applying his sunscreen.

“Last time, you got so sunburned, you cried for days.”

Killua whipped his head around, his cheeks red. “Mom, don’t tell then th-“

When he realized what he said, it was much too late to take it back.

“Hmm? Don’t tell them what?”

The entire group was silent besides (Name). She didn’t seemed fazed at all, the same smile she had on before he began talking still on her face.

Killua’s face turned beet red, and he grabbed Gon’s hand before rushing into the waves.

(Name) watched as Gon asked Killua something, only for the white haired boy to throw him deeper into the ocean.

“Mom, huh?”

Kurapika snickered from his seat on (Name)’s towel. “Didn’t know you had children, (Name).”

She giggled. “Yeah, I have two actually, Gon and Killua. I don’t mind, really. They’re basically my kids already, it doesn’t matter what they call me.”

Kurapika’s eyes softened as (Name) watched the two play with a smile. ‘A mother… hmm.’

He knew she would be a good mom, from her interactions with the two boys alone.

‘She’s going to be an amazing mother, I’ll make sure of it.’

He continued to watch her for a moment before he realized what he’d just thought. Kurapika felt his entire body heat up, causing him to jump up and rush towards the water himself.

‘What am I thinking? I can’t make her a mother, not when I have my goals to complete…’

But the thought of someone else taking that role left a sour taste in his mouth.

“Kurapikaaa!”

(Name) and Leorio ran towards the waves, the former waving as she did. “We brought you your own boogie board!”

He wasn’t paying much attention to her words, his eyes were glued to her chest. She’d gotten a new bathing suit, and this one showed even more skin, if that was possible.

Kurapika was just glad his lower half was under water.

“Okay, so you get on this like…”

She laid the boogie board down in the water and climbed onto it, giggling as she road a wave. Leorio held onto the board by the rope attached to it so she wouldn’t go to far.

“You lie on your tummy and ride the waves!”

Kurapika held onto his own board, watching her with those observant brown eyes. “Hmm… seems easy enough.”

He followed her example, easily riding the wave. “It’s… pretty fun.”

The three played in the waves for a bit, laughing when Leorio got a face full of seaweed when he didn’t duck down quick enough.

Although, they weren’t laughing when a huge wave hit (Name).

“(Name)!”

Kurapika waded over to where she was swept under, his eyes scanning the water before he spotted Leorio pulling her close.

“Is she alright? She could have swallowed some water…”

He continued forward, stopping suddenly.

“Didn’t her top have a… tie in the back?”

(Name) coughed into Leorio’s chest, Kurapika tilting his head.

“Kurapika, she lost her top. Can you find it?”

The blonde paused. “Her… top?”

You could almost hear the sound of the gears turning in his head.

Kurapika’s face turned beet red. (Name) was topless right now, and her chest was pressed up against Leorio, who held her close with no visible reaction.

“Kurapika!”

The blonde snapped out of his thoughts to see Leorio staring at him, seemingly frustrated. “Find her top. We can’t move until you do.”

He nodded quickly, and using his nen he was able to find it. He held the garment up for a moment.

‘Huh. Why is holding this doing something for me?’

He stored that information away for later, making his way to the two quickly. Before, they’d been alone at the beach, but people were beginning to set up on the sand. He needed to get her top to her before some pervert(other than him and Leorio) saw her.

“Here it is.”

He handed the top to Leorio. Kurapika watched as (Name) pulled back a little, able to see a bit of side boob.

Even that was enough to get him rock hard.

“Kurapika, can you tie me up in the back?”

He stared, wide eyed for a few seconds, Leorio raising an eyebrow. “Can you hurry up? Some people are coming this way. You’re the only one that can tie good knots, right?”

Kurapika gulped, reaching down her sides to pick up the strings. “I’m going to tie it now.”

He pulled them taut, glancing down to tie it tightly. Although Kurapika wouldn’t mind her top coming off around him, this was a public beach. For some reason, the thought of anyone else seeing her naked body made him… uneasy. No, that wasn’t quite right.

‘…’

Jealous.

He finished the knot and stepped back. “It’s done.”

Leorio sighed and let (Name) go, the girl turning around to reveal she’d teared up a bit from the embarrassment.

“Thank you!”

She jumped towards him and gave him a hug. The thin fabric of her bathing suit was the only barrier between his bare chest and hers.

‘Leorio, that lucky bastard.’

But if he had been the one to pull her up, would he have been able to shield her body with his own?

‘I would have passed out.’

Kurapika did still send Leorio a suspicious look. Why wasn’t he becoming absolutely flustered from seeing (Name)’s bare chest? It didn’t make sense to him. Leorio was a pervert, that hit on any woman in his vicinity.

And that pervert didn’t so much as blush with her boobs pressed up against him.

‘If that had happened to me…’

He pictured the scenario in his mind, (Name)’s breasts pressed into his chest.

“Kurapika, you coming?”

(Name) had pulled away from the hug and walked away and joined Leorio on the boogie boards again.

“On my way.”

————————

The group gathered under her umbrella for lunch. Gon and Killua grabbed their premade sandwiches and a bag of chips each before Killua dragged him away again.

“Seems mommas boy is still embarrassed about earlier.”

(Name) smacked Kurapika’s arm playfully. “Oh stop it, don’t tease my baby.”

“Your baby?”

The image of (Name) carrying a baby on her hip, smiling in her kitchen as Kurapika returned home from work.

He shook the thought from his head. He didn’t want to think about how warm and fuzzy the thought of her carrying his child made him feel.

“Kurapika, you should eat your chips before Leorio does.”

The blonde blinked before snatching the small bag of chips from Leorio’s hands. “Just because I haven’t eaten them yet doesn’t mean you can have them.”

“You snooze you lose, bozo.”

Kurapika scowled before throwing a handful of chips into his mouth.

(Name), who thought he was acting like this because he was hangry, used her spoon to scoop a few of her strawberries onto Kurapika’s plate.

“Here, you like strawberries, right? You can have some of mine.”

He didn’t have the heart to tell her he in fact didn’t like strawberries that much. The seeds got stuck in his teeth and he wasn’t a huge fan of the texture.

Kurapika popped one into his mouth, giving her a small smile. “Thank you.”

The three ate their lunch in silence, Leorio occasionally attempting to steal some of Kurapika’s chips. “Try that again and I’ll be biting off a finger.”

“Seems like Killua is rubbing off on you.”

(Name) stood up and stretched, shielding her eyes from the sun.

“Anyone up for some volleyball?”

The two glanced at each other, then to her.

“What’s volleyball?”

(Name) explained volleyball to the two, mimicking the movements as she explained.

“But we’d need more players. It’s only the three of us.”

She nodded. “Yeah, so we’re going to ask around and see if anyone would like to play with us.”

She began to walk away to ask, but Kurapika grabbed her wrist. “Wait, I’ll go with you.”

“Hmm? I can handle myself, you know.”

Kurapika glanced around the area, easily spotting several men eyeing her from other spots on the beach. He shook his head. “I’m not saying you can’t, I just… want to walk with you.”

This seemed to make the girl perk up. “With me? Oh, okay!”

Leorio rolled his eyes as they walked away, hand in hand. ‘Manipulative bastard. He knows she can’t say no to him wanting to spend time with her.’

Leorio didn’t exactly love that Kurapika was using her affection for him to his advantage, but he wasn’t doing it to be cruel.

At least not now.

Kurapika had to admit, he didn’t mind walking hand in hand with (Name). She was so warm, her presence always seemed to exude warmth and comfort. It was hard to NOT relax when he was around her.

It was yet another thing he added to the list of reasons to get away as soon as possible.

But while he was here… he could indulge in her. Just a little.

“Hi!”

(Name) had stopped in front of a mixed group of men and women, who were all sitting under a tent.

A few of the people turned to look at her.

“We’re going to play some volleyball, and wanted to see if anyone here would like to join us!”

A few of the people stood up. Two women, and three men. “Sure, we’ve got nothing better to do!”

The two women warmed up to (Name) almost instantly as they walk back, chatting with her. Kurapika wasn’t sure why, but he felt… competitive at the moment.

“Your bathing suit is so cute, (Name)! Where did you get it from?” one of the women asks, looking (Name) up and down.

(Name) answered with a smile, the women nodding along as she talked. Kurapika had been subtlety pushed to the side so they two women could walk, one on each of her sides.

And he didn’t like that, not one bit.

“(Name).”

She looked back, the women stopping.

“Yes?”

Kurapika took the opportunity to lock arms with (Name), glancing between the two women. (Name) seemed happy that he was touching her all on his own.

“Is she your girlfriend or something?”

Kurapika began to answer, but noticed they were talking to (Name), not him.

‘Do they think… we are two women in a relationship?’

Kurapika blinked rapidly, now realizing the way they were looking at (Name). Their eyes were on her body, taking in her curves.

“Oh, no, he’s not my boyfriend. Just my…”

She glanced at him. “Just a friend.”

Kurapika didn’t know why, but her hesitation to call him a friend hurt his feelings. ‘Just a friend..’

The two women seemed to perk up. “Really, then you’re single?”

“Yeah!”

Kurapika noticed the three men sipping on some alcoholic beverages as they trailed behind them. It was clear they weren’t paying attention to the conversation. He wouldn’t have to worry about them, but obviously the women in front of him were interested in (Name).

The arrived at (Name)’s umbrella shortly after, Leorio jumping up to greet the two women.

“Hello, I’m Leorio, and what are you two lovely ladies names?”

The first woman, a tall blonde with sun kissed skin smiled. “I’m Mellow.”

“And I’m Tasha!” said the shorter brunette. Leorio shook both of their hands.

“You two ladies sing-“

“We’re lesbians.”

Kurapika and Leorio blinked, the two women once again standing by (Name)’s side. “Oh!”

(Name) didn’t seem surprised, smiling at the two. “So how should we split up teams?”

The teams went like this: (Name), Leorio, Mellow, and one of the men. The other team was Tasha, two of the men, and Kurapika.

The blonde scoffed as he joined the other team, watching (Name) talk with Mellow softly, occasionally giggling.

If he’d been holding the volleyball, it would have popped.

————————

After the game, (Name) exchanged numbers with Mellow and Tasha. They offered to take her out for drinks before they left town. “Just call if you’re interested! See you later, cutie.”

(Name) became flustered at that, waving as they left. Leorio glanced to Kurapika, raising an eyebrow at his irritated expression.

“What’s got your panties in a twist, Kurapika?”

The blonde huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m completely calm. Happy even.”

“Uh huh.”

(Name) ran back over, her breasts bouncing. Kurapika’s eyes followed her movements, staring at her chest.

“I think it’s about time to get back home. It’s better to leave a little early, so we don’t get caught up in the crowd.”

The blonde nodded, his irritation fading away. “That’s smart, if we were to leave later it would take much longer to get home.”

(Name) pulled her bikini top up a little, turning towards the water. “Let’s get a little more time in the water, then we’ll go!”

Without another word, the ran towards the waves, jumping in. Leorio followed right behind her. “Don’t get water in your no- oh she already did.”

Kurapika snickered from his place on their beach towel, watching as Leorio patted (Name)’s back. Her pouty face was cute, he had to admit.

“Why are you staring at (Name) like some sort of creep?”

Kurapika glanced up to see Killua and Gon walking towards him, carrying buckets of fish they’d caught. Was that a crab in Gon’s hair? Questions for later.

“(Name)? You must mean your mom, right?”

Killua turned red, dropping the bucket so water would splash onto the blonde. “Hey, you little-“

“Kurapika, watch me!”

He paused, looking out into the water as (Name) dived under, doing a handstand. She resurfaced, seeming proud of herself.

“Did… did you see me?”

Kurapika glanced to Leorio, who nodded. “… yes. It was um… cool?”

Her smile widened and she continued playing with Leorio, splashing and laughing.

‘Cute.’

Kurapika had forgotten about Killua’s actions, continuing to watch the girl with a fond smile on his face.

“Ew. He’s still watching her. Should I call the police? No, the pound.”

Gon pinched his friend’s cheek. “Oh, hush Killua. Don’t embarrass him. He’s already sitting all by himself.”

Kurapika glanced around to see he was, in fact, completely alone besides the two. “… I’m alone on purpose.”

“Sure you are. (Name) didn’t want to cuddle up with you?”

The blonde turned red, throwing a handful of sand in the boy’s face. “Shut up, you brat.”

“Oh no.”

Gon watched on as they threw sand at each other, just glad that Killua hadn’t resorted to biting off any fingers.

“And just what in the HELL do you two think you’re doing?”

Killua and Kurapika paused, the white haired boy just about to shove a handful of sand into the others mouth.

“Um… bonding?”

The two sat on their knees in front of (Name) as she chewed them out. “You god sand everywhere! Now it’s going to take twice as long to pack up!”

Kurapika didn’t want to admit how hot it was having her peer down at him, a scowl on her lips. It didn’t help that when she crossed her arms, it pushed up her breasts to show even more cleavage.

“… sorry (Name)…”

Killua stuck out at Kurapika as he apologized. “Yeah, sorry mo-“

Before he could even get the entire word out, Kurapika was laughing.

“Ugh… I’m sorry, (Name). It won’t happen a-“

“Don’t be sorry.”

Killua paused, his eyes widening ever so slightly when (Name) kneeled down in front of him. “Don’t you ever apologize for something like that. I love you, Killua, and if you wanted to call me mom, I wouldn’t mind at all. After all, if you can give me all these wrinkles, you’ve gotta be my baby, right?”

He takes a minute to process this, his eyes trained on (Name)’s face. She was being completely serious.

“…”

He didn’t respond, only sighing in contentment when she pulled him in for a hug. “It’s your choice, though. I don’t mind either way.”

She pulled away and kissed his forehead. “Though, I am honored that you think of me as a mother figure. I have a real special kid.”

She stood up, Leorio and Gon started packing up (Name)’s stuff so they wouldn’t be scolded too.

“Alright, it’s time to go. Let’s get to the car!!”

They raced off, (Name) being picked up by Leorio.

“You’re too slow, and you forgot your shoes in the car. The sand will burn your little toes.”

He held up one of her legs in the air, bending her into an awkward position.

“Leorio I think the entire beach can see my-“

He quickly pushed her leg back down. “Whoops, so-“

Kurapika snatched her out of his hands. “You probably did that on purpose, you filthy pervert.”

(Name) blinked. He’d thrown her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. ‘Well, he’s no Prince Charming but…’

She giggled, feeling his hand grip onto her thigh so she didn’t slip. ‘At least I know he cares.’

“(Name), you gonna cook these crabs for dinner?”

She glanced down a Gon, who had a crab stuck in his hair. “Sweetheart, are you aware that on of them is on your head?”

“Oh yeah, that’s Hanzo the third. He’s going to be my pet.”

‘Another Hanzo? This is getting out of hand.’

“That’s… wonderful.”

———————

“Oh no… Hanzo the third escaped!”

Killua shrugged. “I threw him in the pot.”

Gon collapsed to the floor. “NOO THAT WAS MY SECOND FAVORITE HANZO!”

“Is the real Hanzo the first?”

“Oh, no way. It’s Hanzo the Second.”

Kurapika watched this as he cut up celery and onions. If he was good at anything in the kitchen, it was slicing up vegetables.

“Killua, that was his pet. You apologize to Gon before i confiscate your chocolate robots.”

(Name) pointed a wooden spoon at the boy, a scowl on her face.

“… sorry Gon. Your friend will be delicious.”

‘Good enough, I guess.’

(Name) gave Kurapika a smile. “Thanks for helpful me out, I really appreciate it. Oh, and for carrying me earlier.”

He returned her smile, dumping the vegetables into a bowl. “It’s no trouble, you’re as light as a feather.”

She waved her hand. “Oh, you sweet talker, you!”

Leorio shrieked when a crab pinched his finger, waving it around. “SHIT! HANZO THE THIRD GOT ME!”

“HE’S STILL ALIVE!?”

Gon grabbed the crab and rushed out before Killua could take him again. The white haired boy shrugged. “Must of been one tough crab. Gotta go see this…”

He followed Gon outside.

Leorio blew on his injured finger, (Name) holding out her hand. “Want me to make it better, Leorio?”

He nodded, placing his hand in hers.

‘Oh, I’ll get to see her nen ability up close!’

Kurapika watched as Leorio’s fingers swelling went down almost immediately, the man sitting. “Yeesh, I forget how much your nen drains me.”

“Drains?” Kurapika asked, tilting his head.

“Well, drain is a bit excessive. When I use my nen, it takes some of the stamina of the person I’m helping to make their wounds heal faster. Technically I’m not healing, just speeding up the individuals healing time.”

Kurapika’s eyes widened. “So you use time based nen? I didn’t know that was possible.”

‘She’s more talented than I thought. An ability like that would be incredibly useful.’

“Can it only be used on humans?”

She blinked. “Well, I’ve used it on inanimate objects before, like doors, but haven’t tried it on anything else.”

He nodded slowly. ‘Interesting, so she can speed up the time of anything she touches? Or her aura touches..?’

“I have to be in at least a 15 foot proximity to my target for it to work. It’s not good for long range, I’m afraid.”

“Still, it’s an interesting ability.”

She smiled. “So I’ve been told. It helps me get a lot of work.”

Kurapika paused. “Work?”

“Yeah, I take on missions as a Support Hunter. That means people hire me to provide support in battles or missions. Oftentimes it’s fellow hunters that hire me, but occasionally I get a rich guy that wants a pretty lady taking care of him.”

Kurapika scowled. “That’s… hmm.”

She waved her hands. “Don’t worry, my customers aren’t perverts, they’d just prefer a woman caring for them than a man. And if I’m getting paid, I don’t care if they’re staring at my butt.”

He stopped himself from saying that HE cared. Why should he? And why should his opinion even matter?

“Well I care. If any of them lay a finger on you, tell me.”

Leorio patted her head, giving her a smile. Kurapika cursed himself for not speaking up, seeing (Name) blush at Leorio’s words.

“Aww, my sweet Leorio!”

She pulled him down and gave him a kiss on the cheek before hugging him right.

Kurapika could only watch, his hand twitching. Had he only voiced his thoughts, that could be him. But would she do that, even if he had said something? He had been pushing all of her affection away lately…

“Kurapika? Are the vegetables ready?”

“Oh- yes!”

The three continued cooking for a while longer, though Kurapika noticed (Name) wincing and rubbing her lower back throughout the night.

———————

After dinner, the group decided to turn in early. A day spent at the beach had even worn Killua out. (Name) tucked them in for bed, kissing each of their foreheads before grabbing a snack from the kitchen.

Kurapika was already there, munching on some cookies (Name) baked after dinner. He glanced up when she walked in, pausing mid bite.

“Oh, hi (Name). These are really good.”

She giggled, taking a cookie for herself. “I’m glad you like them. Have as many as you’d like.”

The blonde shook his head. “Oh, don’t say that. I’ll end up eating all of them.”

(Name) leaned against the counter raising an eyebrow. “How can you always eat so much and barely gain any weight? I’m jealous.”

She finished her cookie before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

“Well, my nen takes a lot of energy to produce, so I have to refuel by eating.”

Her expression shifted to one of concern. ‘Is that why he lost weight? His nen must be using more energy than he’s gaining back through eating…’

She walked forward, pouring some milk into a cup and handing it to him. “Here, drink up!”

“Oh, thank you.”

He sipped on his drink, watching her from the corner of his eye. She was tidying up the kitchen, putting away the dishes and wiping down the counters. Even on vacation, she was at work.

“Here, let me help.”

He grabbed the rag she’d been using to wipe down the counters, shooing her away. “I’ll finish up in here, you go get some rest.”

Usually, (Name) would protest, but she was feeling more tired than usual, and her body was aching. “Yeah, ok. Thank you.”

He watched her shuffle off to her bedroom, hissing as she rubbed her back again. ‘Did she hurt her back today? Our game of volleyball was pretty intense…’

Kurapika thought about going after her to offer to massage her back or grab her some medicine, but stopped halfway.

The Kurapika that diligently took care of her when she was hurt, rubbing soothing hands into the aching parts of her body was gone. He couldn’t let himself become that person again, not if it meant getting her hopes up that he was back, and there to stay.

He didn’t want to hurt her, he’d done enough already.

Instead, Kurapika walked to his and Leorio’s shared room. He knocked before stepping in.

“Come in.”

Kurapika sighed, plopping down onto his bed. Leorio was lying atop the covers, wearing only his boxers. “Why can’t you wear pajamas like a normal person? What if (Name) saw you?”

Leorio grunted, waving his hand. “It ain’t anything she hasn’t seen before.”

Kurapika shot up at this, his eyes wide. “She’s seen you in your underwear?!”

Leorio glanced at him, putting down the porn magazine he’d been looking at. “We lived together for a few months after the Hunter Exam, we’ve seen plenty of each other.”

‘Of each other? Does that mean…’

That made sense, considering Leorio’s reaction earlier today, or lack there of. If he’d already seen her naked, that would explain everything.

“How… how much have you seen? Of her, I mean.”

The dark haired man raised an eyebrow. “Why do you want to know? It’s really none of your business.”

“It is. She’s my friend.”

“It’s a weird question to ask about a friend, but…”

Leorio groaned as he stretched, letting a loud yawn. “Just her chest, really. She’s seen everything of me, you know that from the Hunter Exam.”

“Don’t remind me.”

Kurapika sighed, partially relieved. ‘If he’s only seen her chest, that means they haven’t…’

He’d had his suspicions the two were together, unable to really tell, but with this it made sense how close they were. They’d lived together, and had been very close since York New.

When the group parted ways after rescuing Killua, Leorio and (Name) had tickets for the same airship, so they’d left together. He hadn’t thought much about it then, but perhaps on the way there they agreed to live with each other.

(Name) got an apartment in York New around July 2nd-4th, meaning the two spent at least four months living together. That was a lot of time to be around another person, more time he’d spent with the group all together.

Actually, the fourish weeks he’d spent at (Name)’s house was the longest he’d stayed with his friends.

Kurapika turned over, staring out the window at the ocean view. Even though he didn’t want to admit it, the past few weeks had been some of the best he’d had in years. (Name) really did know how to make him feel better.

She’d always been like that. Soft, kind, considerate. He wanted to protect that pretty smile of hers, more than anything he wanted to keep her happy forever.

Maybe in a different life, in a different body, he could be the person that followed her to her room and soothed her pain.

But he couldn’t be that person right now, and wasn’t sure he could ever be what she needed. His life was one of danger, bloodshed, and revenge. A pure soul such as herself had no place by his side.

She was an angel, and he was a lowly devil. He didn’t want to dirty her with his blood soaked hands, even if all he wanted was to touch, to hold her.

Kurapika felt his heart begin to race as he thought about her. He tried to calm himself, thinking about his mission.

Eventually, he was able to sleep. Not before masturbating to the picture they’d taken together at the beach, just him and her. She’d insisted on it, sending him the picture after. He wondered if she’d noticed how her nipples poked through her thin bikini top, or how cute her smile was.

Kurapika sighed, feeling relieved before passing out.

——————

The blonde awoke to the sound of creaking floorboards. He groaned, slipping on the house shoes (Name) brought for him before sliding towards the door, rubbing his tired eyes.

Creeping down the hallway was (Name), and Kurapika quickly noticed she was wearing a different pair of pants than she’d gone to sleep in.

“(Name) what are you doing up so late? I thought I told you to rest.”

He almost sounded cranky, fumbling for the light switch. She stood with her back to him, stiffening. “Oh, um… I just woke up, I’ll be going back to bed soon, promise.”

Kurapika rubbed his temple before walking over to her. “You-“

He blinked. She was carrying her sheets, and her pair of pants. He could see the distinct color of red staining the sheet.

“Oh.”

He let her go, the girl turning to him, looking embarrassed.

“I’ll go get Leorio.”

Kurapika patted her shoulder, trying to put her at ease. He knew it couldn’t exactly be fun for someone to see she’d bled through both her pants and the sheets in her sleep.

Thankfully, a similar situation had happened during the Hunter Exam, so he knew what to do this time.

Kurapika shook Leorio’s shoulder roughly, the dark haired man swatting his hand away before rolling over.

“Leorio, it’s (Name). She’s, um…”

At the mention of (Name)’s name, he shot up, eyes wide.

“What happened? She didn’t hurt herself, did she?”

Kurapika shook his head, blinking. “No? She just… she started… her…”

Leorio sighed, holding a hand to his chest. “You woke me up because she started her period? God, don’t scare me like that, Kurapika.”

Despite his words, Leorio stood and walked to the living room, where (Name) sat after putting the clothes and sheets on to wash.

“Hey, (Name).”

He plopped down in front of her, opening his suitcase. Because (Name) had irregular and heavy periods, he carried both pads and Midol with him.

“You have pads?”

She nodded slowly, looking uncomfortable with Kurapika lingering behind the couch. Although she didn’t mind talking to Leorio about these things due to how close they’d become, Kurapika had become close to a stranger.

“Oh, um. Do you need anything?” Kurapika asked, hovering around her. Despite hesitating to help her earlier that night, he couldn’t help but feel he needed to do SOMETHING. He’d seen how much pain her period caused her first hand.

“There’s a…” she held onto her abdomen, hissing in pain before continuing, “a heating pad in the storage closet down the hall. Could you grab it?”

“On it.”

While he walked away, Leorio grabbed her a cup of juice so she could take some pain medicine. He also made sure do a quick check up using the equipment he had on hand.

“You seem alright, fortunately. You should eat something before you go back to bed, though. How about some leftovers?”

She nodded, a sigh leaving her lips. “Yeah, make me a plate, please?”

“Of course.”

Kurapika returned with the heating pad, plugging it in before wrapping it in a towel and handing it to (Name). “Here.”

She sighed softly as she rested the heating pad against her abdomen. “Thank you, this always helps. You’re so sweet to me…”

Her hand held onto his, her thumb rubbing against his knuckles gently.

He felt his cheeks heat up. “I-it’s no problem, really. I know, at least during the Hunter Exam, your… it was very painful for you.”

She nodded slowly. “Yeah, and you were there for me then, too. I love you, so much.”

He felt his entire body stiffen, his lips parting in a silent gasp. She’d told him this before, she’d said it to all of her friends, but it always caught him off guard.

He could tell she meant it, and it made his heart thump painfully against his chest.

“…”

Quietly, he sat down next to her. He kept his hand in hers, not saying anything when she leaned her head against his shoulder.

“Remember when I chewed Hanzo out when he asked if I was on my period?”

Kurapika snickered. “Yeah. I wanted to slap him.”

“I mean, the answer was yes b-“

“He still had to no right to ask that. The crude bastard.”

(Name) felt her lips curl into a smile. Leorio came around the corner, (Name) poking her head up.

“Here you go, doll face. Eat up.”

He set the plate in front of her, (Name) happily munching away. “Mmm, I was barely able to eat dinner, but now that I’ve had some medicine I feel well enough to eat.”

‘She didn’t eat much at dinner? I didn’t even notice…’

But Leorio had. He plopped down on the other side of (Name), turning the TV on.

“I’ll stay with you until you’re ready to sleep. Wanna watch Sailor Moon or something?”

She nodded, unable to speak because her mouth was full.

“Thought so, it’s one of your favorites after all.”

Another thing Kurapika didn’t know about (Name). He stole a piece of fish from her plate, suddenly realizing he was hungry again.

“Hey!”

She sent him a glare, pulling her plate towards Leorio, who also stole a piece from her plate.

“Rude, go make your own if you’re hungry!”

Kurapika chuckled. He remembered just a few hours ago, she had no problem sharing one of her favorite fruits with him, and now she was being stingy with her food. It was cute, honestly.

“Leorio, I’m going to make myself a plate. Do you want anything?”

“I’ll come with.”

The two walked to the kitchen together, Leorio opening the fridge to take the leftovers out again.

“She’s going to be alright. I checked, nothing is out of the ordinary.”

Kurapika visibly relaxed, leaning against the counter. “Good, good. Last time, she got so… sick? I guess weak would be a better term. It was…”

“Scary?”

The blonde nodded, taking out two plates. “Yeah. I never knew a woman’s menstrual cycle could cause such symptoms.”

Leorio sighed. “Yeah, well I finally got her to see a doctor about it when she stayed with me. Now she takes medicine to regulate her period. The pain and nausea is still there, but at least it’s not as bad as… before.”

It felt a bit awkward to be discussing their female friend’s menstruation, but they’d both seen how badly it affected her during the Hunter Exam. Leorio didn’t want Kurapika to worry too much.

“I see. That’s good, I remember you were worried she might be anemic.”

Leorio nodded, pulling his heated food out of the microwave. “Thankfully she wasn’t, but having a period as heavy as hers can cause it.”

The two walked back to the living room, food in hand. They plopped down onto the couch, one on each side of (Name).

She seemed invested in her anime, barely acknowledging that they had come back.

“Hmm, guess we’ll be waking up late.” Leorio said with a yawn. (Name) shook her head.

“Actually, I’m getting up early to go collect seashells. Because I’m on my period, I probably won’t stay at the beach all day tomorrow.”

Kurapika frowned. “I can stay home with you, if-“

She shook her head again. “Actually, there’s something I wanted to do anyways. I’ll need everyone out of the house before lunch.”

The two glanced at each other. “Are you sure you should be alone all day?”

“I’ll be fine. If it makes you feel any better, I’ll send texts throughout the day.”

Leorio sighed. “Alright, but if I don’t get hourly texts I’m going to rush home, and I WILL treat you like a baby the rest of the trip.”

(Name) shivered. “Noted.”

They stayed up for a little longer, watching anime and eating leftovers before (Name) began to nod off.

“Hmm… (Name), I think it’s bedtime.”

Leorio scooped her up, only chuckling when she complained. “Hey, I let you stay up for an entire hour, it’s time to sleep.”

She pouted, but stayed quiet.

“… I can take her to bed.”

Leorio raised an eyebrow. “I’ve got it.”

And he was gone without another word. Kurapika watched, gripping onto the fabric of his shirt as Leorio entered her bedroom.

———————

(Name) woke up at around 5 am, yawning before pulling on a pair of shorts and a tshirt. She picked up a small bucket, walking down the hallway and sitting to slip on her shoes.

“(Name)? You’re up early.”

Killua stood in the doorway to his and Gon’s shared room, staring at her with this big, catlike eyes.

“Yeah, I wanted to go collect some shells before the beach got too crowded. They wash up during the night and in the mornings, then most of the pretty ones get snatched up before we would get there.”

She stretched, a small smile on her face when she glanced down at the strawberry patterned flip flops on her feet. They were a gift from Killua, and he seemed proud to see her wearing them.

“Oh, ok. Can I come with?”

“Yeah, just get dressed and meet me outside in 5 minutes.”

He tiptoed back into his room and got dressed as quickly as he could. (Name) offered him her hand when he met her outside, the boy taking it instantly.

They walked along the beach, Killua letting go of her hand to trail behind her.

He had only come to make sure she was safe, barely kicking the sand as he walked. Killua watched her pick up shell after shell, occasionally tossing some less desired ones back into the ocean.

But he noticed she’d missed a large shell, half buried in the sand. Killua caught up to her, handing (Name) the shell.

“Hey, you missed one.”

(Name) gasped, turning around the shell in her hands, beaming.

“Killua, this is the prettiest shell I’ve seen all morning! Good eye!”

She patted his head before continuing her search.

‘…’

Killua began running around the beach, finding shells she wouldn’t be able to see because of his superior eyesight. Every time, she gasped in delight, praising him for his finds.

He seemed to be having fun, making a game out of collecting bigger, shinier, prettier shells.

Within 20 minutes, the bucket she brought was full. “Wow, team work really makes the dream work. These are gorgeous, Killua!”

He blushed from her praise, kicking at the sand in embarrassment. “Thanks…”

She left her bucket on the beach, looking out at the water. “Oh, let’s wade in the waves, we might see some cool fish!”

He followed her into the water, the two crouching to watch fish swim by. They were quiet, but Killua couldn’t help but gasp when a small shark swam by, shaking (Name)’s shoulder.

“Mom, mom look!”

He paused, but this time tried not to run away in embarrassment. He didn’t want to scare the fish away, or spook the shark.

“Oh, wow! What a pretty shark.”

They continued this for a while, occasionally wading to different parts of the beach to see other creatures.

The sun was rising over the beach when (Name) stood. “Alright, it’s time to get home. If I don’t make breakfast, Gon will start chewing on the furniture again.”

He nodded, following her towards the beach. Killua enjoyed these moments with (Name), where he could have fun and enjoy what the world had to offer, without judgment. In front of her, he didn’t have to put up a front. He could be himself, completely.

“Killua, hop on!”

(Name) crouched down, looking back at him. Killua huffed. “I’m getting to big for piggyback rides.”

She tilted her head. “Now matter how big, or how small, you’ll always be my baby. Now hop on, we gotta hurry.”

She turned her head back around, and he had to clench his fist to keep himself from tearing up. Killua climbed on her back and she stood, holding onto his legs.

“See? Not too big. Still my little guy.”

He buried his face in her hair, sighing softly. She always made him feel safe, loved. It wasn’t often that Killua relaxed enough to fall asleep while being carried, but he easily dozed off as she carried him home.

(Name) held back a giggle at realization he’d fallen asleep. ‘He must if still been tired whne he agreed to come with me. My sweet Killua…’

As (Name) approached the Cabin, Kurapika was waking up. He stood and walked to the living room, noticing he felt (Name)’s aura outside, not inside.

The blonde peaked out the window to see her walking back from the beach, Killua asleep on her back. The sight made Kurapika’s heart race.

He couldn’t help but think of her carrying HIS offspring, not Killua. She really would make a great mother, and maybe she already was one.

Kurapika opened the door and ran down the stairs, meeting (Name) halfway.

“You shouldn’t be carrying anything heavy right now, (Name). Let me get him.”

She didn’t argue, allowing Kurapika to gently take Killua. “Just be careful, that’s my baby.”

Kurapika paused, his cheeks turning pink. ‘How cute.’

“… I’ll be careful.”

He took Killua to his room as (Name) began to cook breakfast, watching her when he returned.

“Kurapika, sweetheart, can you help me with breakfast?”

He hurried forward. “Yes!”

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After a quick breakfast, the boys all waved goodbye, carrying their beach equipment away. “Make sure Killua gets his sunscreen on, Leorio!”

“I will! Remember what I said last night, text me every hour!”

“Ugh, I will…”

She folded her arms, watching them go.

“Alright, it’s time…”

(Name) walked back in, closing the front door behind her. She snuck to her room and dug through her suitcase.

“There!”

She pulled out the package Illumi had given her, a big smile on her face. (Name) began to unwrap it slowly, giggling. “He’s going to be so surprised!”

At the beach, Kurapika and Leorio had just finished making sure the two boys were covered in sunscreen.

The blonde lied back on the towel, reading from the book (Name) had dropped at the pool. He’d already finished it a few days ago, but had begun rereading it.

It was definitely smutty, but besides that the plot was interesting. He could see why she liked it, in multiple ways.

‘I wonder if she masturbates while reading this…’

He turned the page before realizing what he’d just thought. He groaned and let the book fall onto his face, shielding his eyes.

Since she’d pretty much confirmed she masturbated, he couldn’t get his mind off of it. At night, he’d imagine how cute she’d look with her butt in the air, fingers pumping in and out of her plump cunt.

What he wouldn’t give to see her face when she orgasmed…

“Kurapika, are you aware you’re over there pitching a tent?”

Kurapika picked the book up and gave Leorio a confused look. “Pitching a hug?”

Leoruo pointed to his crotch. “You’ve got a boner.”

Kurapika looked down and turned red. He was, in fact hard. Leorio threw him a towel to cover himself. “I-I didn’t mean to-“

“It happens, don’t sweat it.”

Despite Leorio’s reassurance, Kurapika still felt incredibly embarrassed. He stood, using the large towel to wrap around himself. “I’m going to turn in early today.”

“By we’ve only been here an hour, and (Name) wanted us gone for a reason.” Leorio said, before taking a sip of the beer (Name) packed for him.

“I’m sure she won’t mind, besides I… need to take care of this.”

Leorio sighed. “Alright. I didn’t want (Name) to be by herself all day anyways.”

Kurapika grabbed a soda before leaving.

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(Name) hummed to herself as she began cooking. Although she couldn’t read the directions in the cookbook she’d gotten from Illumi, it had detailed drawings showing exactly what to do.

Thankfully, no one had suspected the few different ingredients she picked out. None of them were things she usually bought, but they weren’t anything she hadn’t worked with before.

She had to make a few substitutions, as she couldn’t include a vegetable only grown in the Lukso Province.

(Name) had in her hands, an official Kurtan Cookbook. It had taken her nearly a year to get it. At first, she planned on gifting it to Kurapika if he made it to Christmas, but not only did he not show up, she wasn’t able to get it on time.

The woman held her abdomen for a moment, feeling a cramp coming on. It was her body telling her she needed to take her medicine again.

She prepared herself a cup of juice and took her medicine before continuing her work.

Thankfully, there was just enough information in the cook book to make proper substitutions. The Lukso Province vegetable she couldn’t get could be substituted with onions and celery. One day, (Name) wanted to go there and propagate some of the plants to properly make this dish for Kurapika.

Well, that was if she ever saw him again after today.

(Name) tried not to tear up thinking about him. They’d been close, so close that up until a few weeks before York New, they’d been texting and calling constantly. Sometimes, they’d even fall asleep while on the phone.

But a few weeks leading up to their meeting, Kurapika slowly began to distance himself from her. At first it was just taking a few hours to message her with the excuse he was busy with training. Then his responses took days, and eventually, he stopped responding at all.

(Name) had been sad, but assumed it was only because of his busy schedule. After all, they would be meeting in just a few days! It shouldn’t matter that he hadn’t called her back in a week.

But even after he was supposed to call her when he arrived in York New, (Name) received nothing. No call, no text, not even an email. He’d essentially ghosted her.

Although they would meet multiple times in York New, not a single one of those meetings was a net positivite, honestly each one left her feeling drained and… useless.

She wiped a stray tear from her eye, pushing the memory of his angry and spiteful eyes out of her mind. So far, he hadn’t shown that side of him, and if he was really never going to see her again, she wanted to remember him for the sweet guy she knew he could be. Not the man who’d broken her heart.

Kurapika arrived at the cabin, blinking at the familiar scent in the air. It filled him with nostalgia, a strange ache in his chest causing him to walk into the cabin less stealthily than he had planned.

Thankfully, (Name) seemed distracted with what she was making in the kitchen.

“Kurapika?”

Or not. Sometimes he forgot she could use nen now, so no matter how sneaky, if he didn’t mask his presence she would sense him. “Sorry, I know you wanted us out of the house, but I… got too overheated.”

It was a quickly thought up lie, and he hoped she wouldn’t see though him. To his relief, she gave him a concerned look and ushered for him to sit down.

“Oh no, I’m sorry. I hope you didn’t feel pressured to stay out there because I asked for you all to be out of the house.”

She brought a wet paper towel to him, gently patting his red cheeks. “Don’t worry, I actually needed you here after all.”

He tilted his head. “For what?”

“First, sit down and I’ll bring you something cold to drink.”

He obliged, sitting at the kitchen table and saying a small thank you when she offered him a cold glass of water.

“Just a moment, I’ll bring you something to try!”

He watched her saunter off, sipping on his drink slowly. She seemed to be feeling better than last night, zooming around the kitchen, stirring pots and peeking in the oven.

Kurapika couldn’t quite tell what she was making from his position.

“Here!”

She blew on a spoon and offered it to him, that pretty smile on her face. “Tell me if you like it!”

Kurapika stared at the spoon. “What is it?”

She pouted. “It’s a surprise, now open up!”

He hesitantly opened his mouth, allowing her to feed him whatever she’d made.

It was some sort of broth, savory with a hint of sweetness.

“Mmm, it’s good. What is it?”

She quirked an eyebrow at the question, Kurapika quickly giving her a shy smile. “Oh yeah, it’s a surprise. Sorry.”

She bit her lip to hold back a laugh. “You’re awfully cute, you know that?”

“Cute?”

“Mhm.”

She ruffled his hair, giggling. He looked down, cheeks turning a light shade of pink before he pushed her hands away.

She sighed, stretching. “Alright, if you’re staying all I ask is you don’t come into the kitchen.”

“Because of the surprise?”

(Name) nodded, twirling around and heading back into the kitchen.

Unfortunately for her, he hadn’t agreed to not look in the kitchen. Kurapika was a curious man, to a fault. He peeked around a corner to see what she was doing.

(Name) had an apron on, humming softly as she moves around the kitchen. ‘If anyone’s cute, it’s her…’ he thought, watching the woman with soft eyes.

She tried a sip of the broth for herself, smiling. “If Kurapika thinks it tastes good that’s all that matters. But…”

She added a pinch of salt before walking away from the pot.

“Hmm…”

She seemed to be looking over a cookbook, but Kurapika couldn’t see what it was for.

“I don’t think I could even pronounce this… maybe Kurapika could…”

He perked up at this, a little flustered. Was it some long word she was having trouble pronouncing? Did she think he was smart?

Kurapika blushed. It wasn’t often that people recognized his intelligence, a trait he prided himself on.

(Name) tapped a finger against her chin, her eyes narrowing as she stared at the name of the dish. She began to pronounce it, Kurapika’s eyes going wide.

“Oh, I don’t think that’s quite right… I’ll have Kurapika teach me how to say it later.”

He stepped away slowly, feeling his entire body heat up.

‘Those… those words…’

He rushed to his bedroom, holding a hand over his mouth as his face went red.

‘That was the Kurtan language…’

But it was the specific words that had Kurapika so flustered.

“A dish for lovers.”

Kurapika gulped, wrapping his arms around himself. He’d heard of this dish from his mother, although she had seemed a bit flustered when explaining it.

It was a dish that consisted of a vegetable based broth, served with rice, poultry, and vegetables only found in Lukso Province. He’d smelled the dish being made for newlyweds before, but had never eaten it himself.

The newlyweds were to eat the dish after consummating their marriage. It was to be shared between the two, while they celebrated with family.

‘We both… we both…’

If two people consumed the dish together, whether married or not, it was said they would be bound together by fate.

Kurapika thought the legend was silly, but with the knowledge the two of them had shared this dish together, he couldn’t help his heart thumping against his chest painfully.

Part of him wanted to be angry she made the dish without knowing what she was doing, but he could tell she was doing it out of love. This was a surprise meant for Kurapika. Something she’d taken the time to do.

His only question was…

‘How did she get that book?’

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Leorio opened the front door, carrying Gon on his back. “(Name), we’re b- oh what are you making? That smells great!”

(Name) walked out of the kitchen, smiling. “Shh, come here Leorio.”

The man glanced at the two boys before following her into the kitchen. She smiled brightly before holding up the cookbook.

“Is that…”

Leorio took it from her hands, running his hand over the paper cover.

“Yep! A Kurtan cookbook! I finally got my hands on one!”

He leafed through the pages of the book, eyes wide. “How did you get it? Didn’t the lead you have a few months ago come up empty?”

She nodded, taking the book back and setting it aside. “Yes, it did, and you won’t believe who got this book for me.”

Kurapika tiptoed near the kitchen. He had heard Leorio walk in, and when he heard (Name) begin talking about the cookbook, he drew closer to hear better. Unfortunately, he didn’t get to her the name of the person that got her the book.

“Him? Wow…”

(Name) nodded. “Yeah, I didn’t get it either. Apparently he found it on a job. He killed a flesh collector, and one of the items they’d collected was a Kurtan Cookbook. It wasn’t something the flesh collector was interested in, so they planned on selling it, but thankfully he killed them before they could. I would have hated for this to end up in a collectors hands. It would be disrespectful to Kurapika.”

Could she be anymore considerate? The blonde held a hand over his chest, looking to the floor. He felt both loved and guilty. She’d done such a sweet, selfless thing for him, and in just a day he’d be leaving her for forever.

“(Name)…” Leorio said softly, putting a hand on his shoulder. “You’re too kind. He’s done nothing to deserve this from you.”

Kurapika flinched, clutching the fabric of his shirt. Leorio wasn’t wrong. What had he done for her that she hadn’t already done for him a hundred times before?

He’d been helping her clean and cook out of guilt, she did this out of love.

“He doesn’t have to do anything. I love him, and I’d do the same for any of you.”

Kurapika walked away, heading back to his room. He couldn’t listen to another word. The blonde plopped down onto his bed, sighing into his pillow.

‘She’s making this so hard for me…’ he thought, tilting his head to stare at the clock above the doorway.

It was around 8:30 pm, meaning she’d spent all day preparing dinner, made specially for him. He blinked lazily, groaning when he heard the door open.

“What?”

“Woah, no need for the attitude dude. I just came to tell you dinner is ready.”

Leorio stood in the doorway, eyebrow raised. “(Name) went through all this trouble for you, so I expect to see you there soon.”

He stood slowly, rubbing his arm. “… I’m coming.”

———————

Kurapika washed his hands before leaving his room, eyes going wide when he saw the dining room.

It was lightly decorated, with a hand written banner saying “Kurapika Going Away Party” hanging from the ceiling.

The table was covered in food, the center being a small vanilla cake with chocolate frosting.

He glanced around the room, seeing all of his friends gathered around.

“This… this is all for me?”

(Name) stepped forward, holding the cookbook in her arms. “Yes, and this is for you as well!”

He felt tears begin to fall down his cheeks, his eyes burning a soft red. (Name)’s face fell, reaching hand up to brush his tears away.

“Do you… do you not like it?”

He shook his head rapidly, leaning into her touch. “No, no it’s perfect, (Name). Thank you.”

He took the book from her arms, opening it. It wasn’t an authentic Kurtan handbook, instead a copy, but he still held it tenderly in his hands.

He leafed through it, smiling at the few recipes he recognized. Kurapika had never been a talented cook, but he had helped his mother cook some of the dishes before. Though, helped may have been an exaggeration, he just stirred the pan and dropped in ingredients she handed him.

He chucked at the memory, looking up to see (Name) smiling warmly. “(Name)?”

“Yes?”

He handed the book back, pushing it to her chest. “I want you to keep this.”

“But-“

He shushed her with a raised hand. “I would not be able to put it to proper use. Keep my clans memory alive, and cook these recipes to your hearts content. You have my blessing.”

He smiled, a real genuine smile. She stared up at him with wide eyes, holding the book to her chest. “I will! I’ll make so many of these that Killua will get sick of it!”

“Hey!”

The group laughed, before sitting down to eat.

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Sadly, even though they stayed up later than usually eating and watching movies, they eventually had to sleep, ending their vacation.

The next morning, (Name) was up early again getting the cabin cleaned up and packing the rest of her belongings.

Kurapika was also awake, but for different reasons.

He rubbed his eyes after answering the text, barely keeping himself from nodding off when he heard a notification.

Informant: There has been a change in plans.

Kurapika huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. He hated when plans changed, especially as suddenly as they had now. He was supposed to be leaving at 4 am Friday, and the informant had texted him only a day before they were supposed to be meeting.

Kurapika: What changes?

Informant: We’ll be meeting Saturday evening, not Friday evening.

Kurapika sighed. It was annoying, but nothing he couldn’t plan ar-

Informant: You will also need to bring a partner with you.

“Fuck.”

That wasn’t as easy to plan around. Kurapika didn’t have many friends or acquaintances in the first place, especially ones that would be able to accompany him on a potentially dangerous mission last minute.

He let out a deep breath. ‘I can’t ask Leorio, he has classes, and Gon is leaving for whale island the same day I am. Melody is in another country. Maybe Killua would go if I asked nicely…’

Kurapika: … is there a reason I’ll need a partner?

Informant: the place we’ll be meeting is a restaurant that serves couples only

‘Well, that rules out Killua.’

He thought about just hiring a random woman to accompany him, but knew it wouldn’t be right to put a woman with no experience in danger.

‘Wait… there is one person…’

Kurapika shook his head. ‘No, no I can’t ask her. I couldn’t put her in danger like that.’

He pushed his hair out of his face, sighing. ‘I guess I’ll have to cance-‘

Another text message appeared, this time a picture.

Informant: to make sure you know I’m legit, here is proof I know the information you need

Kurapika felt his eyes go wide, red seeping into them.

The picture was a pair of the scarlet eyes. It was blurry, obviously taken in a rush. The informant wasn’t lying, he knew where a pair of the eyes were.

Now that Kurapika knew this, he couldn’t give up. His mission always came first, after all.

Even if it would mean he’d have to ask (Name) to accompany him. He didn’t want to, but he didn’t have much of a choice.

Kurapika left his bed and walked out into the living room, spotting (Name) sweeping the floor.

‘I’ll ask her later… she’s busy right now.’

He fixed himself a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal, researching the restaurant the informant had sent him. He tried to find some kind of loophole where he could come alone, with no luck.

He sighed, only looking up when the rest of the group woke up and began packing.

——————

Kurapika waited until they were back at (Name)’s house to ask her.

“Hey, uh, (Name)?”

Leorio had left, and the boys were had left for the creek a few minutes before. They were alone, Kurapika having just sat next to her on the couch.

“Yes?”

He bit his lip, toying with his tabard. “Are you… are you busy this weekend?”

(Name) paused, turning away from the show she’d been watching. “Why do you ask?”

The blonde hesitated. “I… I have a favor to ask of you.”

She tilted her head, giving him her full attention. “Go on.”

He let out a breath. “I… I need you to accompany me on my mission.”

Silence. The two stared at each other, (Name) seeming confused, but curious. “Oh? Why’s that?”

“The informant wants to meet in a restaurant only open to couples, and…”

“And you need someone to serve as your date?”

He looked up, surprised to see a teasing smile on her lips. “… correct. He sent me confirmation today that he does in fact have solid information on the scarlet eyes.”

(Name) nodded slowly, curling a finger to her chin in thought. “While I’m not particularly busy this weekend, I will have to speak ask someone to keep an eye on Killua. Give me a moment.”

She stood, walking a way while pulling out her phone. He waited for her to close the door to the bathroom behind her before he followed. Ever curious, Kurapika wanted to know who she’d be calling.

“(Name)? Did you need something?”

It was Leorio. ‘Of course.’ Kurapika thought, pursing his lips.

“Hey, um… I have a favor to ask.”

“Go on.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Could you watch Killua this weekend? I um… I have some plans.”

Leorio made a confused sound on the other end. “Plans? You didn’t mention any plans to me when were at the beach.”

“Well, they’re a new development.”

Leorio sighed, and Kurapika could picture him pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Alright, I’ll do it, but tell me your plans.”

(Name) went quiet for a moment, the only noise the sound of her tapping her nails against the sink.

“Well… you know how Kurapika is leaving Friday?”

“Yeah?”

She twiddled her thumbs. “He… he asked if I could accompany him, because he needs someone to act as his date.”

“And you agreed to that!?”

Both (Name) and Kurapika flinched at the incredulous tone of his voice. “It’s a lead on the scarlet eyes, you know how important that is to him.”

“Yeah, more important than all of us apparently… (Name), you remember York New, right? Do you think accompanying him on a mission is good idea after everything he’s said to you? I can understand taking him in, he’s our friend, but this is too m-“

“Leorio.”

The man paused, sighing. “Sorry. I know, nothing is too much when helping friends, whatever. I’m just… I’m just worried he’ll hurt you again.”

(Name) sighed. “I appreciate your concern, but he hasn’t given me any reason to believe he’ll do it again. He’s been on his best behavior.”

“Besides storming out to chase the phantom troupe and not even bothering to call you back.”

This made (Name) pause. Kurapika looked at the floor.

“… I’m going. If I can help him, I want to.”

Leorio groaned, but didn’t protest any further. “Alright, I won’t stop you, but the moment he makes you uncomfortable you call me and I’ll come get you.”

“I will.”

Kurapika walked away at that, looking down at his phone.

‘I’m sorry, but I’ll be taking advantage of your kindness again, (Name). This is the last thing I’ll ask of you.’

—————

Killua grumbled as he helped (Name) carry her suitcase to the train. Kurapika ended up ordering tickets for late Thursday, not wanting to have (Name) wake up so early Friday.

“Can’t believe you’re doing this for that blonde tw-“

(Name) pinched Killua’s cheek. “Oh, hush. It’s only two days, I’ll be back Monday morning.”

Killua pouted, only calming down when (Name) pulled him into a tight hug.

“I’ll miss you too, Killua. I’ll call you when we get there, okay?”

He nodded, burying his face in his shoulder.

Kurapika watched, grabbing (Name)’s suitcase from the white haired boy. Killua looked up, frowning.

“If she gets hurt, I swear to g-“

Kurapika held up a hand. “Her safety will be my top priority.”

“I thought your mission came before everything?”

Kurapika’s mouth hung open slightly at Killua’s words. (Name) looked down, sighing.

“I can take care of myself. Come on, let’s get seated.”

She gave Killua one last squeeze before boarding the train, Kurapika following behind.

“Kurapika.”

The blonde turned back, seeing Killua staring at him, his eyes serious.

“I will never forgive you if you let her get hurt. She’s doing this to help you, never forget that.”

Kurapika stayed quiet for a moment before answering.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

He sat down next to (Name). They were in first class, sitting comfortably.

She sighed, leaning her head against his shoulder. “Ya know, this kind of reminds me of our Hunter Exam days.”

Kurapika leaned his head onto hers. “Yeah…”

The two rode the train in silence, on their way to York New, as (Name) thought back to the Hunter Exam…

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Fixer Upper

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

Part 25

part 24

part 26

warning: smutty, handjob, Kurapika plays with Readers pussy, Reader gets injured by Kurapika, coma, SH(Kurapika doesn’t let himself eat or sleep after you get hurt), violence, reader kills someone and gets traumatized, vomiting

A/N: EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO BUG FOR HELPING SO MUCH WITH THIS CHAPTER!! A lot of the part where Killua tries to comfort reader was written by Bug!!

(Name) woke up to the sound of her phone buzzing on her nightstand. She tried to move, but noticed Kurapika sleeping next to her, his arms wrapped around her and face buried in her chest.

The sight made her heart race and she would prefer to stay like this forever… but she couldn’t. “Pika, wake up. I’ve gotta answer my phone.”

He groaned a little, only nuzzling into her chest harder like a needy child, his arms tightening around her waist. “Five more minutes…”

She sighed, glancing at her phone before laying back down and planting a kiss on the top of his head. Sleep took her again, the world around her fading away, the only thing keeping her grounded was the feeling of Kurapika’s touch and warm breath against her cleavage.

An entire hour passed before she felt Kurapika stir next to her, his blonde hair tickling her chin. “Mmph…”

His leg rubbed against hers as he sat up, a soft pink on his cheeks from the warmth of being nestled between her breasts. Kurapika’s morning wood was evident in his pants, and he hadn’t even realized yet. “Good morning…”

As he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, (Name) scooted closer, wrapping her arms around him. “Thanks for getting me to bed last night, my back would be killing me if you left me on the couch.”

Kurapika nodded, leaning into her touch. He was still sleepy, taking in her gentle affection happily. “No problem, angel…”

His eyes shot open when he felt her hand on his chest, her lips against his cheek. “Pika, look down.”

He did as told, his face flushing red when he noticed the tent in his pajama pants. Kurapika pulled the blanket up to his torso, embarrassment clear on his face. “I-I’m so sorry, it happens when I wake up sometimes-“

“Shh, it’s okay. It’s natural, I understand.”

He blushed when she began to tug the blanket back down, her eyes on the bulge in his pants. “Kurapika?”

His breath hitched in his throat, his voice coming out husky. “Y-yes?”

She placed her hand over his tummy, slowly trailing down. “Can I… touch you?”

He felt like he was going to explode, his cock leaking precum all over his boxers with just the thought of her touching him. “You… touch me?”

“Mhm.”

She rested her hand on his thigh, leaning against him. Fuck, he could cum from her being so close and just insinuating that. “Lemme help you feel good, Pika.”

He could only nod, kicking the blanket off of him so she could have better access to him. (Name) smiled, placing her hand over his bulge. Kurapika let out a gasp, already panting.

“Oh? Does that feel good?”

She played with the waistband of his pajama pants, leaving kisses on his neck. “Tell me what you want, Pika.”

He whined a little, his head feeling fuzzy. (Name) wanted to touch him, and god he was still processing that. “Please… please touch me…”

(Name) cooed softly, slipping her hand down his pants and into his boxers. When her fingers grazed his length, he let out a sharp gasp, bucking his hips in her hand. “Mmph, (Name)!”

She kissed his neck as her fingers wrapped around his length, gently stroking him. “Pika, you’re so hard… my poor baby~”

Kurapika bucked his hips into her hand, his face a deep red, his eyes scarlet. “(N-Name), fuck…”

He felt like his could cum already, but didn’t want to cum all over her hand within a minute of her jerking him off. Kurapika didn’t want her to think he was a pathetic mess!

He tried his best to hold back, gently fucking into her hand as she left love bites on his neck. Kurapika whimpered, moving closer to her, his eyes begging for some comfort and reassurance. She obliged him, using her free hand to grab his chin and kiss him.

He whined into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers desperately. “Please… please!”

She cooed, moving her hand faster and brushing her thumb against his tip. “Shh, shh, you don’t want anyone to hear you begging like that, do you? Guess I’ll have to keep you quiet.”

She tapped her finger against his lip, and he opened his mouth immediately, sucking on her fingers to keep quiet. “That’s my good boy, you’re doing amazing, Kurapika.”

Her gentle praise was making his cock twitch in her hand. He was so close, and with some gentle sucking on his neck he was cumming. It was the most intense orgasm he’d ever had, his hips bucking out of control and soft moans leaving his lips. (Name) had to cover his mouth, continuing to stroke his cock to let him ride out his orgasm.

(Name) pulled her hand from his pants, looking at him as she began to lick his cum up. “Mm… you taste nice, Pika.”

He took a moment to recover, his head thrown back as he panted, his hips lightly bucking on their own. Whne he looked back at (Name) finally, his eyes were different, they were hungry.

“Pika, would you like a snack or a bath-“

Her attempts to offer aftercare were cut off by him pinning her to the bed, his lips crashing into hers. Kurapika used one hand to keep her wrists pinned above her head, and the other to tug her pants down, leaving them hanging around her thighs. “Fuck…”

She was wearing a pair of white cotton panties, a little wet patch growing in center. He nudged the patch with his finger, causing her to mewl. “Pikaa! P-please!”

He hummed, dipping back down to kiss her again, his tongue prodding against her lip. She opened her mouth, letting his tongue explore her mouth again as his fingers slipped into her panties. (Name) gasped into his mouth when his finger found her clit.

Kurapika had completely turned the tables on her, and she was at his mercy. He cooed down at her, moving to her neck to give her love bites of his own. “So pretty, angel…”

He could tell she was we getting close by the way she was lifting her hips into his hand, letting go of her wrists to grope her breasts through her shirt. “G-gonna cum, ahh!”

Fuck, his cock was growing hard again. He was making her feel good, he had her underneath him, squirming and moaning. This was everything he had imagined and more.

She came, holding onto his arm as she stared into his eyes, moaning out his name. “K-Kurapika! Pika! Pika!!”

He captured her lips again, slotting himself between her legs and grabbing the waistband of her panties. He didn’t care if being with her was bad, if he might leave one day, all he could think about right now was how much he loved her. Kurapika wanted to make love to her, bring her to the brink of pleasure and fill her up with his cum. He wanted to get her pregnant, wanted to hold her hand as he pounded into her dripping-

RING! RING!

Kurapika didn’t look up, continuing to kiss her and tug at her panties. (Name) opened her eyes, trying to turn her attention to her phone, but Kurapika turned her chin back towards him. “Ignore it, just focus on me.”

She whined into the kiss, gently pushing at his chest. “J-just a second, I need to check who’s calling.”

Kurapika scowled, but relented, letting her grab her phone. He sat back, trying to calm his racing heart as she glanced at the contact.

He noticed her face grow pale, and heard her curse under her breath. “Shit, sorry I have to take this.”

Kurapika’s frown only deepened, and he grabbed her wrist. “Is it really that important?”

She sighed, gently pulling away and walking out into the hallway as she tugged her pants back into place.

He watched, feeling his heart thump painfully against his chest, and his cock throb. Kurapika moved the hand he used to touch (Name) into his pants, using her juices to jerk off as she left to talk on the phone.

——————

“Chrollo, I told you not to call me when I’m home.”

She had walked outside, a cardigan hurriedly pulled on to keep her warm from the chilly morning air. The man on the other end laughed, and it only pissed her off.

“Oh, how unkind of you, (Name). And here I was, calling you to inform you that your target was in town.”

Her eyes widened, and she had to stop herself from yelling out. “H-he is?”

“Yeah, you can tell your little boyfriend now.”

(Name) looked down at the ground, remembering when Chrollo first told her the targets name.

FLASHBACK

(Name) placed the last bandage on Feitan, sighing softly. "Okay, you're good to go, Fei.

The dark haired man grunted in response, pushing himself off of the bed and walking out. ".. thanks."

She swiveled her head to see if he'd really thanked her, but he was gone. Instead of Feitan, Chrollo stood in the doorway, his usual suave smirk on his face. "I see you've finished up your duties, (Name)?

Chrollo leaned against the wall, watching her as she packed up. "Duties? What are you, a vampire from the Victorian era? I did my job, and now I'm leaving."

As she began to push past him, Chrollo spoke up.

"Leaving so soon? I thought you'd want to know where to find the next set of scarlet eyes."

She paused, glancing at him. "Just tell me, l'm not here to play games with you."

He laughed, handing her a slip of paper. "Here's the name of your next target."

Before (Name) could excitedly text Kurapika, Chrollo snatched her phone. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, (Name)."

"Hey, give me th-"

He handed her the phone back. "If you tell your little boyfriend the information now, he'll be on the next train to track this man down."

(Name) pouted, placing her phone in her back pocket. "No he wouldn't, we have plans for Halloween."

"Do you think he cares enough about your silly little plans to stick around when he could be completing his goals?"

She sighed. “I really regret venting to you."

Chrollo smiled. "Mhm, but am I wrong? What happened the last time he got a crumb of information?"

She looked away from him, clutching the fabric of her shirt. He took this as her acceptance of the situation and continued talking. "Besides, that man will be coming to your area in early November. It would be a shame for him to fly out to find the man, only to have to fly back to follow him."

Chrollo patted her shoulder. "You sure are patient, (Name). You're doing all of this for him. If you don't mind me asking, what exactly has he done to earn such loyalty from you?"

She didn't respond, walking past him and out of the room.

FLASHBACK END

“He’ll be in your town until this weekend. You should hurry and tell your little boyfriend.”

“He’s not-“

She was about to correct him, but then thought back to just a few minutes ago. Kurapika had been about to slip her panties off, getting ready to…

“Hmm? He’s not what?”

Chrollo seemed amused by your hesitance, but decided to cut you some slack. “Well, I assume you are busy, since it took me calling you several times for you to answer. Goodbye, (Name).”

He hung up without another word, leaving (Name) standing in her driveway, rethinking the events that led her to this.

‘What… what am I to Kurapika?’

———————

(Name) walked back into her room, shrugging off her cardigan and yelping when Kurapika grabbed her wrist and tugged her back into bed. He was on top of her within seconds, trying to pull off her shirt. “W-wait! We can’t, I have some news!”

“It can wait.”

He threw her shirt to the side, moving to unhook her bra next. “It’s about the scarlet eyes!”

Kurapika’s hands stopped, his fingers underneath the band of her bra. His eyes darted to hers, the scarlet slowly fading into the soft brown that she loved. “… you have new information on the eyes?”

She nodded, watching as he sat back up, moving off of her so she could pull her shirt back on. “Yeah, the person I just got off the phone with said a person with two pairs of the eyes is in town.”

The blonde sighed softly, the tent in his pajama pants still evident, but going down. “I see…”

He seemed a little shy now, glancing at her as he scooted to the edge of the bed. “We should… get ready then. Do you have their location?”

“Yes, they’re staying in a hotel uptown. We can sneak into their room and steal the eyes while they’re gone.”

Kurapika stood up, his cheeks a little pink. “Alright. I’ll meet you downstairs in 15 minutes.”

The two parted ways, (Name) going to take a shower, and Kurapika hiding away in his room to calm down his body and heart.

They met in the living room, both now dressed and calmed down. Things were a little awkward, but (Name) smiled and held onto his hand. “Okay, I told Leorio we’d be leaving. He’s a bit hungover but he’ll watch the kids.”

Kurapika squeezed her hand, his mind drifting back to their intimate moment earlier.

The drive uptown was mostly quiet, Kurapika keeping a possessive hand on her thigh. It was a subconscious act, something he wasn’t aware he was doing. “Kurapika…”

The blonde looked up, seeing (Name) glancing at him from the drivers seat. “I… Pika, what are we?”

Kurapika froze, his grip on her thigh tightening slightly. He didn’t answer, his head turning to stare at the window before he retracted his hand. “I don’t know what you mean.”

That was a lie, he knew exactly what she meant by that, but he didn’t have an answer.

She frowned. “I mean what is our relationship. Obviously we’re more than friends, for gods sake Kurapika, your hand was in my panties! I jerked you off!”

His face turned impossibly red. “I… I don’t want to talk about this.”

(Name) blinked in surprise. “Huh? Do you mean at all, or just not right now?”

“I don’t know!”

She flinched when he yelled, the blonde immediately regretting it. “(Name), I…”

“No, it’s alright. I… I understand.”

Kurapika looked back, his eyes widening when he saw the look of defeat on her face. She was gripping the steering will tight, as if trying to keep her tears from falling by sheer force alone. “It’s a okay, we… don’t have to… be anything. I’ll still…”

‘Does she… does she think that I’m trying to use her for sex?’

“(Name)… it’s not like that, I promi-“

“Please, stop. Don’t… let’s just focus on the mission.”

He stayed quiet, cursing himself for being so stupid. Kurapika promised himself that he’d try to clear things up later.

Unfortunately, the mission wouldn’t go smoothly enough for him to do such things.

——————

Kurapika and (Name) arrived at the hotel, posing as a couple renting a room. It was harder for her to play his partner this time, especially after their conversation on the way there.

The blonde seemed to notice this, trying his best to both give her space and play his part. Kurapika walked up to the counter to rent a room, letting (Name) wait in the lobby for him.

It was moments like these that made (Name) crave a relationship. She’d liked Kurapika since the Hunter Exam, and her fair share of fantasies about him. Some of them were sexual, but most were rooted in the desire to be with him.

She imagined holding his hand as they walked with their friends to look at Christmas lights, sharing kisses when no one was looking. She wanted him to hold her, to tell her he loved her too and would never leave her again.

God she didn’t want him to leave.

The thought of him only wanting her for sex made her feel awful, but if it meant he would never abandon her again, she would fulfill that role. These feelings, these thoughts weren’t healthy, but she didn’t know if she could take him leaving her. Not now, not after she’d fallen in love with him again.

‘I… I’m in love with him…’

Before, this thought would will her with butterflies and make her heart soar, but now it only filled her with dread. She cared about him, but Kurapika wasn’t someone that was easy to be in love with. He got himself into danger, he had severe anger issues and trauma that he held onto desperately. She didn’t even know if he wanted to heal, to settle down with her and find peace.

“(Name)? I got the room.”

He paused in front of her when he noticed tears falling down her face as she stared off into space. “Angel…”

He crouched down in front of her, cupping her cheeks and using his thumbs to brush her tears away. “What’s wrong, angel?”

(Name) blinked, seemingly snapping out her thoughts. “Huh? Kurapika?”

Kurapika stayed in front of her, his touch tender and gentle. “You… you were crying, (Name).”

“I was?”

She lifted her hand to touch her cheek, seeing that her finger was damp. “Oh… I guess I was.”

(Name) wiped her face and took a deep breath. “Never mind that, let’s get those eyes back.”

The two stepped into the elevator, (Name) glancing at her phone. “My informant said he’s on the 5th floor, room 301.”

Kurapika nodded and pressed the button for the 5th floor. The blonde attempted to start idle conversation a few times, but (Name) stayed quiet, her eyes focused on the ground.

“… it sure is cold outside, isn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

It was cold outside, but it was freezing in the elevator. (Name)’s warmth didn’t seem to reach him like it usually did.

The blonde cleared his throat, glancing at her. Even now, his mind was racing with the memories of their intimate moment earlier that day. They’d been so close to actually having sex, and now it seemed like the distance between them had grown so much that he wasn’t sure how to speak to her anymore.

‘I do want to be with her, but… I…’

Admitting that out loud was the hard part. Being with her, allowing himself to love her was an inherently selfish act. Just being in her life put her in danger, loving her, making her someone that was important to him could get her killed.

His thoughts were interrupted by the elevator doors opening, and before he had time to think (Name) was pulling him out by the hand. “Let’s get this over with.”

Kurapika followed her, and although he was still a little nervous, he couldn’t help but find comfort in the warmth of her hand.

——————

(Name) and Kurapika peeked around the corner, glancing at the room that held the scarlet eyes. “Okay, let’s think of a plan. I could sneak in through the-“

She turned to look at him, but he was already walking towards the room. “Kurapika!” she whisper yelled. (Name) was quick to follow after him, grabbing his sleeve when he stopped in front of the door.

He pulled his around away with a bit more force than necessary, breaking the handle off the door as he opened it. “We don’t have time for that, this is our only chance. The owner of the eyes could get back at any moment.”

She should have known he’d act like this, he always did when it came to the scarlet eyes. (Name) didn’t answer, only sighing. “I can’t see, where’s the light switch…”

She felt along the wall, finding the switch and flipping it. Light flooded the area, revealing a man sitting in the center of the room in a leather chair.

“Hello, ladies.”

(Name) screamed, jumping into Kurapika’s arms as the man calmly stood and stretched his leg. “… have you just been sitting here in the dark?”

“That doesn’t matter, why are you here?”

Kurapika held her close for a moment longer, almost as if he was trying to seek and give comfort before setting her on her feet. He kept a protective hold on her as he eyed the man, his gaze sharp and focused. “… we’re here for the scarlet eyes. Are you the owner of them?”

The man before him blinked, tilting his head towards the desk. On it set two pairs of the eyes on a stack of papers. “Oh, you talking about them paperweights? I thought you were here to take something important.”

Kurapika’s jaw clenched, (Name) having to grab his sleeve to prevent him from attacking.

“The boss bought those a while ago. Damn rich people, he thought it would show how well off he is to buy something so expensive just to use them as a paperweight.”

The man picked up a pair of the eyes, turning it around for a moment. “Tell you what, the boss barely even remembers he has these. I’ll give them to you, for a price.”

This is the outcome Kurapika had been hoping for. The blonde opened his satchel and showed the man it’s contents. It was stuffed full of money, enough to leave the man well off. “Is this enough?”

The man rubbed his hands together, laughing. “Oh yeah, that’s plenty. Come on, I’ll hand you the eyes, you hand me the money.”

Kurapika nodded, waiting for the man to pick up all of the eyes before he approached him.

The blonde paused for a second as he made eye contact with one of the pairs. (Name) could sense a shift in his mood, his heart thumping wildly, loud enough for her to hear. She caught him staring into the scarlet eyes. ‘Is that pair… special?’

It made her even more determined to help him tiger the pair, and she gently nudged Kurapika forward. He gave her an appreciative smile for her support before continuing on his way.

“Honestly, I’m glad to be rid of the nasty things. The boss brings them almost everywhere, they’re freaky looking. I bet whoever they belonged to were monsters.”

(Name) winced, knowing what was coming. It all happened so fast. First, Kurapika’s eyes turned a deep scarlet, but it seemed he was unaware of it. They hadn’t planned on seeing anyone, so he’d forgotten to put in his contacts.

The man’s face dropped, his eyes widening in fear as Kurapika moved to attack, the man doing the same. By doing this, he let the eyes fall from his grip.

(Name) rushed forward, barely making it in time to catch the eyes and roll out of the way as their battle began. The man attacked Kurapika with his nen, making the blonde jump back. Kurapika spared a glance in (Name)’s direction to make sure she and the eyes were okay before he summoned his chains.

She set the eyes in a safe position before readying herself to fight. Before she could move forward, Kurapika yelled out. “Don’t come closer, stay back!”

(Name) huffed, standing guard in front of the eyes as the two battled it out.

“How dare you call them monsters! They were murdered in cold blood blood, their eyes ripped from their skulls! They did this to everyone, to children!”

(Name)’s heart ached for him. His voice was cracking, his eyes filling with angry tears.

“Kurapika…”

She tried to move forward to comfort him, but he pushed her back. “I said STAY BACK!”

She went flying, her arm catching on the sharp end of a table. It ripped through her sleeve, leaving a gash on her upper arm. Blood dripped onto the floor, the smell causing Kurapika to freeze.

This small moment was enough for the man to get the upper hand, kicking Kurapika in the chest as the blonde dealt his own punch to the man’s face. They were both sent sprawling to the floor, (Name) rushing over to kneel at Kurapika’s side.

“F-fuck, I heard something crack.”

Kurapika’s breathing was uneven, his hand tenderly running across his chest. “Kurapika, shit, I think he broke a few ribs!”

She activated her nen, holding her hands over his chest to begin healing him. “This is going to take a lot of stamina to heal, we’ll have to get the eyes and-“

“No, no we have to take him down!”

(Name) stared down at the blonde, feeling him try to sit up. “Kurapika, what the hell are you thinking? Let’s just retreat while we still c-“

“HE CALLED MY PEOPLE MONSTERS, (NAME)!”

She flinched, recoiling slightly. Kurapika sat up, coughing up blood. “I’m activating emperors time. Just get the fuck out of my way!”

“No!”

Kurapika paused, whipping his head around to glare at her. “No? What else can we do? He needs to die, I can’t-“

She pushed him back into his back, continuing to heal him. “Just give me a damn second! There… there is one thing I can do, and… and I’ll do it if you stay still and let me heal you, but-“

“Then do it! Do it now!”

The man was approaching them, his cheek and eye swollen. As he reached out to try and attack (Name), she grabbed his wrist, concentrating her nen there.

Kurapika watched as the man writhed in agony, the flesh on his arm turning purple, then black as it rotted away before turning into dust. It spread up to his shoulder before stopping, the man screaming and falling to the floor, tears falling down his face as he writhed.

Kurapika sighed, leaning back to relax. The man wasn’t a threat like that. “Ah, nice job (Name). You really-“

He looked up to see her lip bleeding as she bit into it, her face scrunched up. Kurapika could still feel her nen coursing through his body to mend his broken ribs. As soon as he was healed, she let out a scream, falling to the ground and writhing in pain.

“(NAME)!?”

Her eyes were squeezed shut as she wailed, her back arching. (Name) began to tremble, her body twisting in agony.

“(Name)! Please, what’s wrong? I-“

The sound of multiple sets of footsteps running down the fall made him pause.

“Hey, I think someone broke into the boss’ room!”

“Call back up!”

Kurapika cursed under his breath. “(Name), we have to get out of here! I’ll grab the eyes, and…”

She wasn’t answering, still sobbing as she clawed at the ground, her fingernails breaking and bleeding. When she couldn’t do that, she grasped her arms, her nails puncturing her skin, her chest heaving. “No! No stop!”

He pinned her arms down, using his chains to restrain her. Kurapika felt his chest tighten, his eyes darting to the hallway. (Name) couldn’t move in this state, how would he be able to get her and the eyes?

‘I… I can only take one…’

He glanced between her and the eyes, cursing to himself. Kurapika knew what he would pick, his eyes filling with tears.

He exited through the window, leaving something precious behind.

——————

The underground room’s lighting was dim, the air smelling musty and damp. (Name) was wearing her work uniform, glancing to the doorway before turning her attention to the creature in front of her.

“You’re not getting past me. I have a baby to protect,” she said cooly, letting her nen surge around her. The creatures claws glinted into the low light, it’s form being revealed to her.

It was mantis like, but colorful and pink, almost like… a flower. As it crept closer, (Name) could hear it muttering something. She felt her eyes go wide, terror overtaking her heart.

“No… no it can’t be!”

Sun filtered in through the window, shining down on (Name)’s sleeping face. She grunted in discomfort, her eyes shooting open.

(Name) panted softly, the nightmare still fresh in her mind. Right after the Chimera Ant incident, she had frequent nightmares about what went down in that underground room. Although the nightmares became less with time, they came back when she experienced severe stress.

That’s when the memories of the event came back. She attempted to sit up, but couldn’t. (Name) glanced around the room, calming down slightly when she realized she was in a hospital room. To her left there was a bouquet of flowers on a table, along with a basket of her favorite snacks and toiletries.

She smiled, knowing that Leorio had to have been the one that got it for her. Who else knew that she had a love for (snack)?

When she looked to the right, her eyes widened slightly. Sitting in a chair next to her bed, leaning over to look at her was Kurapika. There were bags under his eyes, and his hair was an absolute mess.

When he saw she was awake, his breath hitched, eyes filling with tears. “Y-you’re awake!”

He squeezed her hand, lifting it to his cheek so he could fully feel her warmth. The past few days, she’d been cold, much too cold. Now, she was warm, her pretty (e/c) eyes looking at him in concern.

“K… Kura…”

Her throat was hoarse, and she was struggling to speak. Kurapika jumped in his seat, s quickly walking over to a small mini fridge and pulling out a bottle of water. “Here, you’ve been out for several… several days.”

He lifted her head, letting her sip slowly. The water helped to soothe her parched throat. Kurapika’s hand was a little shaky, so some water dribbled down her chin, making her shiver as it slipped under her shirt.

He pulled the bottle back, capping it before setting her head back onto the pillow. She blinked slowly, still adjusting to the bright light of the room.

“The… the eyes… did…”

Kurapika was silent, his foot tapping against the floor as she spoke. “… you passed out, and I had to carry you so no, I couldn’t get the scarlet eyes.”

There was a hint of resentment lacing his words, and she couldn’t help but feel bad. Although she’d been trying to help him, she still ended up being the reason he couldn’t recover the eyes.

“I left the eyes behind because… of you.”

‘It’s your fault.’

The words went unspoken, but (Name) knew what he meant. Kurapika’s face was pained, and she could remember the look of agony in his eyes when they met with one of the pairs of scarlet eyes. There had been something special about that pair, and she could tell he was upset.

“Now… now we won’t be able to get the eyes. They’ll be on high alert, making infiltration next to impossible.”

Kurapika put his head in his hands, letting out a sigh of frustration. (Name) looked away, gripping the hospital blanket keeping her warm.

“Why… why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you tell me about the condition you placed on your nen?!”

She flinched when he yelled at her, her lip quivering. “I-I tried to tell you when-“

“(Name), you should have told me way before we were in a life threatening mission! Jesus Christ, you could have died!”

(Name) stared at her blanket, sighing. “… and?”

Kurapika blinked, absolutely flabbergasted at her nonchalant attitude. “And..? (Name), you-“

“Why are you mad at me? Why didn’t you get the eyes?”

“Because I would have had to leave you!”

“See, that’s the part I’m not getting. Didn’t you say that if my death benefited your mission, you would let me die? You should have just left me behind…”

Kurapika stared at her, as if thinking her words over. ‘She’s not wrong, I did say that. And… and I meant it… didn’t I?’

When he was choosing between her and the eyes, the thought of leaving her alone to be captured or killed made his heart ache and his body tremble. It only took him a split second to decide. He couldn’t live without her.

And that was bad.

Part of him wanted so badly to console her, to let her now exactly how much she meant to him. But another part told him that letting himself love her, allowing her to help him and be close to him was only hurting her. So instead of giving sweet words and reassuring touches, Kurapika stood up and brushed off his pants.

“… I’m going back to the house. You’re awake now, I’ll alert a nurse on my way out. I’ll be back to pick you up in a few days.”

She watched him walk towards the door, sitting up slightly. “You’re leaving..?”

He paused in the doorway, not looking back. “… yes. Just lie back down and sleep.”

(Name)’s lip trembled and her eyes watered up as the door closed behind Kurapika. She was all alone in a hospital room, her only company the bouquet of flowers someone had left her.

———————

(Name) sat in her hospital room, munching on sugar free pudding. It tasted meh, but she was hungry.

It had been nearly two days since Kurapika left, and besides a few phone calls with Killua, she hadn’t had any company.

“I’m sorry I can’t come to see you, mom.” Killua said into the phone, his voice soft. (Name) laughed, trying to sound unbothered.

“It’s okay baby, I know going into hospitals is hard for you. Especially after…”

They both went silent, (Name) fiddling with the blanket. “… anyways, I’ll talk to you later. I’m going to take a nap before my X-ray.”

“Okay mom, I love you!”

“I love you too, baby.”

She sighed, placing her phone back on the charger. (Name) wondered who brought her charger there for her. Maybe Leorio?

A nurse knocked on the door, opening it shortly after. “Miss (Last Name)?”

(Name) looked up. “Yes?”

“You have a visitor!”

She felt her eyes widen, her heart fill with hope. She’d been so alone for the past two days, maybe Leorio or Kurapika had come to keep her company!

“Hello, (Name).”

Her face fell, a sigh escaping her lips. “… hello, Pariston.”

The man smiled, slipping into the room. He held a small planter filled with poppies, setting it next to the bouquet. (Name) found out that boquet was from Alluka earlier that day during her call with Killua, and she felt a little strange seeing a “gift” from Pariston next to it.

“What do you want?”

Pariston gave a fake pout, sitting in the chair next to her bed. “What do I want? How rude, I came here to make sure you were alright! I even brought your favorite flowers!”

(Name) huffed, bringing her cover up to her chest. “You never come to see me without a reason, and you don’t give people gifts. There’s always a catch.”

Pariston grinned that creepy grin of his, leaning his face against his hand. “Ahh, you’re not easy to fool, are you (Name)? I think you know why I’m here.”

She nodded, glancing down at her arm. It was bandaged, but her wounds were almost completely healed. “Were you the person that sent the Enhancer to speed up my healing? I thought I told you not to tell anyone I can’t heal myself anymore!”

Pariston paused, his smile fading. “Enhancer? No, I didn’t send anyone. That’s…” he thought for a moment, then laughed. “I think I know who did it though.”

“Tell me!”

“Nope~ if they didn’t tell you already, they don’t want you to know.”

The man smiled, his expression becoming more neutral. “Back on topic, you know why I’m here. You used your ability again.”

Her grip tightened on her blanket. “I did, and as you can see, the condition still works. If I use my ability against someone and it causes them pain, I experience that pain tenfold.”

Pariston nodded. “Yeah, I see that it works. You still used your ability though, and as you know, that goes against your orders.”

She huffed, crossing her arms. “You aren’t the Chairman anymore, so that order is null and void.”

“It is, but Chairwoman Cheadle is going to be contacting you within an hour to reinstate that order.”

“And if I don’t agree to it?”

They stared at each other for a moment, before Pariston glanced at the poppies he brought. “You would do best to follow orders, if you value the friends you have left.”

(Name)’s eyes widened, the area around her buzzing with her nen. “… are you threatening me?”

Pariston, who had stepped out of her range smiled, heading towards the door. “You know I’m not above using threats to get what I want. Just agree to Chairwoman Cheadle’s proposal, and everything will be okay.”

And with that, he was gone. (Name) was left trembling and struggling to control her nen. As he said, Cheadle called her within an hour to make the new order.

And with her friends’ lives on the line, how could she refuse?

——————

On her third day awake at the hospital, (Name) got a phone call from Leorio. “Hey sunshine, make sure you get packed up because Kurapika and Killua will be coming tonight to pick you up.”

She sighed in relief. (Name) was on her last pair of clean panties, and was glad she’d get to go home and see her friends again.

And so she could enact her plan. “Okay, thanks for the heads up Leorio! I’ll make sure I’m all packed up!”

(Name) sighed, hanging up after a short goodbye and glancing at her phone.

‘It’s moving again…’

She sighed softly, thinking back to their failed mission. While Kurapika and the man had been busy fighting, she put a tracker on one set of the eyes, knowing that something could go awry when Kurapika’s anger entered to picture.

(Name) moved about her room, packing up her clothes and carrying her flowers and basket downstairs when she got a text from Killua saying they were on their way.

It was nearly dark as (Name) stepped out into the cold autumn evening. She watched the sunset as she waited, shivering. She wasn’t sure who packed her overnight bag, but not a single thing besides her zip up hoodie was appropriate for the weather.

She sighed in relief when the mom van pulled up to the hospital, but raised her eyebrow when it nearly crashed into a column then parked crookedly. ‘Is Kurapika drunk?’

She carried her things to the van, stopping when the drivers door opened. (Name) nearly dropped her things when Killua stepped out of the drivers side. “K-Killua? Why are you driving the van? Did Kurapika leave?”

“No, he’s at home. He didn’t leave, I left him.”

(Name) blinked, feeling her phone buzz in her pocket. It was Kurapika.

She answered her phone. “Hello!”

“Killua isn’t answering his phone, he took off in the van!”

“I’m well aware. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”

She hung up before he could continue. Killua was about to laugh, but she gave him a look that shut him up. “Killua, you shouldn’t worry Kurapika like that. It’s not nice.”

The white haired boy shrunk under her gaze, his shoe kicking at a rock. “Sorry, mom… I just… I just didn’t like that… you were here all alone, and wanted to come get you so we could… spend some time together….”

Her expression softened as she reaches out to gently cup his cheeks. His eyes widened, his cheeks turning pink as she leaned forward to kiss his forehead. “Thank you, that’s very sweet of you. I… I have something I have to do before we can spend time together though.”

Killua tilted his head, watching her pull out her phone and turn it towards him. “I placed a tracker on one of the pairs of the scarlet eyes.”

Killua laughed, grinning. “Mom, you’re badass!”

She smiled back, grabbing the keys from him. “Let’s get going, Killua. I’ve got some eyes to steal.”

——————

Kurapika cursed, dropping his phone onto his bed. His foot tapped at the floor in agitation as he thought back over his last interaction with (Name). He’d left her all alone at the hospital, and just the thought of it made his chest ache.

He rubbed at his eyes, a soft sigh leaving his lips. ‘I had to leave, I… I was so tired and angry, I… I didn’t want to snap… at her…’

Unbeknownst to (Name), the blonde had stayed awake for nearly four days watching over her. He was filled with anxiety and dread, guilt eating him alive. Kurapika wouldn’t eat, wouldn’t sleep until he knew she was okay. It was his fault this ever happened to her after all, and if he’d just listened to her explanation maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

It was almost a form of self harm, restricting his food and sleep to make up for hurting her. The gash on her arm made him want to vomit, he promised himself he’d never hurt her again, and here she was. In a hospital bed, all because of him.

But by the time she woke up, he’d overthought the situation into the dirt, his mind exhausted. He wanted to blame her, the mean and nasty side of his coming out. Before he could take out his anger and pain on her, he left. It broke his heart when she asked if he was leaving.

‘Why… why am I so agitated about not getting that specific set of scarlet eyes?’

It’s not like he hadn’t failed missions before. He lost several pairs over the two years they’d been apart, but he would usually be able to recover them. This time he didn’t know if it was possible, so it pissed him off even further.

In his heart he knew she wasn’t at fault, after all without her he wouldn’t have even been able to TRY to get the pair in the first place. He couldn’t help but almost resent her though, for being so important to him. The thought of leaving her behind made him heave, his heart ache and his body freeze.

This was what he feared, falling in love with her and being unable to live without her. That attachment was a hindrance to his mission, and he wanted to hate her for it.

But he just couldn’t.

Thinking of her, her pretty face when she slept so soundly those four days made his heart race. He could go without food, without sleep if it meant he could look at her for forever. Leorio begged him to take a break, to come home so he could rest. Kurapika said no every time, clinging to her hand.

“No, no I’m not leaving her. She’s mine, back off.”

If only he could say those kinds of things here (Name) was awake.

He cursed himself for being a coward, laying back into his bed and looking up at the ceiling. There were little glowing stars stuck up there. He could faintly remember mentioning to (Name) that staring at the stars helped him sleep when he missed home. He had fallen asleep under the starry night sky with Pairo next to him more times than he could count.

It was comforting, really. Not the stars, no, it was the fact that name hung them up there to make him feel more at home that made his heart melt in his chest. She truly was the epitome of kindness and love.

Kurapika knew he didn’t deserve her, she’d probably live a much better life with someone like Leorio or hell, even some of the other hunters like Kite or Knuckle.

But he was selfish. The thought of another man touching her, loving her made his eyes flare with a bright scarlet. He hated this possessive part of himself. In his mind, he knew it was better to let her go and distance himself as much as possible for her safety and happiness.

However, his heart was sitting in the palm of her hand. He wouldn’t be going anywhere any time soon. Not voluntarily.

———————

(Name) drove around town, following the tracker as Killua yelled out directions. “Turn left!”

Eventually, the tracker was blinking in the same spot, and had been for the past five minutes. (Name) parked the mom van at a random gas station a short distance away before getting out.

When Killua began to follow her, she turned quickly. “Baby, no. I’m going in alone, you can’t come with me.”

Killua frowned, crossing his arms. “Why? Are you babying me, mom? I’m an assassin, I have much more experience in this type of thing than-“

“But you shouldn’t!”

Killua paused, his eyes widening slightly. “Mom…”

Her eyes were a little teary, her lip quivering. “You shouldn’t be used to killing, Killua, and when you’re with me, that will never be your burden to bear.”

She hugged him tight, kissing the top of his head. “I’ll be back within an hour, then we’ll go get burgers. That sound good, bud?”

He nodded slowly, burying his face into her shoulder. “Yeah…”

After giving him another tight squeeze, she left, the smile on her face dropping as soon as she turned around.

(Name) shivered from the cold, glancing down at her phone to follow the tracker. It seemed it was stopped at a restaurant, a Waffle House to be specific. Was the owner of the eyes… eating at Waffle House? Why would be bring the eyes with him?

‘He’s probably all packed up to go home.’

That explanation made sense, and (Name) picked up the pace. When she got there, she followed the tracker to a black Mercedes parked in the back. She could have just used her nen to disintegrate the back of the car and take the eyes, but (Name) wanted to confront the man.

People that contributed to Kurapika’s agony needed to be dealt with. His trauma was so intense he couldn’t trust people, he couldn’t even trust her. If she was being honest, this was a good opportunity to let out all of the frustration and anger she’d been keeping inside of her.

The man walked out of the back door. He was short and stout, carrying a takeout back and talking with someone over the phone. (Name) stood by his car, silent.

The man noticed her, but seemed to not acknowledge her as a threat. He pocketed his phone, setting his takeout bag on the sidewalk. “You homeless? I ain’t got nothing for you, be on your way.”

He shooed at her, but (Name) didn’t budge. She looked up, the good of her jacket covering everything but the bottom half of her face. “You have a pair of the scarlet eyes, yes?”

The man suddenly seemed a lot less smug, reaching for his phone. (Name) rushed forward, covering his mouth and taking his phone. “Don’t. Scream, and I’ll kill you.”

She waited for him to stop struggling before she pulled her hand from his mouth. “Answer.”

“I-I do, but you can have them! Just don’t hurt me!”

(Name) stayed quiet, as the man unlocked his car and offered the eyes to her. She nearly threw up at the state of Kurapika’s family.

The containers were tipped over, the glass covered in filth. She look them into her arms, holding them tight as she gave the man a disgusted look. “You know these are the body parts of people that were once alive, right? How dare you treat them with such disregard!”

Her eyes widened at the sight of a gun in the man’s hand. She had felt it on him when she searched him a minute before, so he must of had it hidden in his car. She was too busy being disgusted over the state he kept Kurapika’s family in to keep track of him.

“Who cares, they’re dead and gone. I heard those filthy Kurtas were involved in witchcraft, that’s how they got those demonic red eyes.”

The man grinned down at her, pressing the gun into the back of her head. “That doesn’t matter, though. You’ll be joining them soon. Hell, I’ll take your eyes too. They’re a nice (e/c) color.”

As he clicked the safety off, (Name) looked into the scarlet eyes. False rumors and discrimination against anything that was different from the norm was the reason Kurapika’s family was dead, that and the human nature to take what they wanted no matter the consequences.

Before she met Kurapika, (Name) had heard the rumors of the Kurta Clan being demonic and evil, getting their red eyes from eating human flesh or killing innocents. The story was different every time she heard it, so she stopped believing in it. She remembered how people treated her differently because of how she looked and parts of her body and identity she couldn’t change. It was the reason she felt no fear when Kurapika’s eyes first turned scarlet.

She knew how kind Kurapika was, and heard the stories of his people and family. They were good, kind people, and they didn’t bother anyone. Despite hiding away from the outside world, they were still targeted and massacred. They couldn’t even live freely alone, they had to be taken out. She wasn’t sure if it was because of greed or if people were scared of them. Both reasons were stupid to (Name).

Within a flash, the gun was knocked out of the man’s hand and (Name) was on top of him, slamming her fists into his face. “YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT!”

Tears fell down her face, not of sadness, but of absolute anger. “You didn’t know them, they were people, people who loved their families and wanted to be safe and happy, just like everyone else!”

She wasn’t going to use her nen. It wasn’t even because of the order given to her by Cheadle and Pariston. No, she wanted to draw this out. This man was one of the reasons for Kurapika’s pain, he treated the bodies of the dead as if they were items to collect, items to show off to other people as if they were a prize.

Whenever Kurapika showed up at her apartment in York New, it’s when she became determined to gather the scarlet eyes to help him find peace. The way he cried and sobbed into her shirt like a child until he passed out from exhaustion chilled her to the bone.

She had seen the result of Kurapika’s nightmares, heard the gut wrenching screams of despair. She couldn’t let a person who disregarded that pain live.

She stood up, bringing her foot down onto his crotch. “You don’t deserve to live, you use your money to get what you want, you kill and order others to kill for you without any guilt!”

The man screamed in agony, but he was soon silenced when her sneaker came down on his face. Something came over her, she stomped on his face over and over, blood spraying on the sidewalk and splashing onto her face and clothes.

She kept going, even after there was nothing left of his head but mush. (Name) probably would have never stopped, but someone gently pulled her back, far enough away so that she couldn’t continue her actions.

“Mom… he’s dead.”

Killua had his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her back more. She didn’t answer Killua, didn’t say a single word.

Many didn’t know this, but when he was nervous, Killua would prattle on and on. “Hey, that guy sucked. It’s good your first kill was someone that deserved ut, I wasn’t as lucky!”

He doesn’t seem to notice the way she stared at the corpse, eyes blank. “You know, for an amateur, that wasn’t half bad. You got a little sloppy at the end though. If you want it end then fast, there’s a soft spot on the skull. Going for the neck just paralyzes them. Unless you wanted to drag it out in which case, not bad.”

Once he noticed she was speaking, just staring blankly at the man she just killed, Killua went quiet for a moment. He grabbed her sleeve, pulling her away. “It’s… it’s not good to think too much about it.”

She finally looks up when crouches next to the body, using two fingers to lift the man’s sleeve. “What should we do with the body? Want me to toss his body in the lake so we can be accountable together?”

It was his attempt at a joke, trying to get his mom to laugh instead of stare blankly at the corpse below her.

“Don’t bother. Scum like him deserves to rot out in the open. Let the birds pick him clean.”

With that, he realized that killing that man has actually fucked her up. Something that completely altered her brain chemistry is just a normal Tuesday night for him.

It made his chest ache a little, but he sighed before looking down at the body, shrugging and standing up. “Alright, it’s your kill. Your rules.”

The two walked towards the van, each carrying a set of the eyes. “They’re… heavier than you’d think.” Killua said, trying to lighten the mood again.

Maybe it was the actual weight of them, or the knowledge that these eyes belonged to someone Kurapika knew and loved. Even Killua could understand the importance of these eyes, he had seen the exact same shade in Kurapika’s eyes.

After finally reaching the van, (Name) spoke for the first time since taking the man’s life.

“Sorry you had to witness that…”

Killua perked up immediately, feeling a strange since of relief that she was finally speaking.

“You got a little messy at the end if I’m being honest. But that first move was pretty smooth, and I’ve seen more red splatters in my Uber Eats bag after ordering tomato soup. If that was you, I’d give you at least 4 stars and a 20% tip.”

She froze, setting the pair of eyes in the van before throwing up onto the pavement. Killua jumped, setting eyes in the car before rushing over to hold her hair back. “Shit!”

He had been trying to help, but Killua feared he may have just ruined tomato soup for her for the foreseeable future. After she finally stopped, she coughed, shivering in the cold and looking up at him weakly.

“I’m sorry hun, I-“

“Stop apologizing already. You’ve looked after me for years, let me look after you for once. You said yourself it’s okay to need help sometimes.”

Killua left for a second, returning with some crumpled napkins she kept in the car. He wiped her mouth, then tossed the dirty napkin onto the ground. (Name) was too exhausted to scold him for littering, allowing him to help her to her feet.

She stumbled her way to the backseat, shrugging off her jacket and using it to gently wipe away any blood or filth from the cases holding the scarlet eyes.

She sighed softly. “Killua… baby…”

He looks up, seeing her taking the keys from her pocket. “Do you know the way home?”

He’s allowed to drive? Sure, he practiced before without her knowledge (or at least he thought- plus there was that time Leorio let him do donuts in the mall parking lot at night last month) but she was allowing him to drive the mom van? Even if he was going to be legally old enough for a drivers license next year anyway, it still didn’t feel real.

He just wished it was under better circumstances. Killua took the keys, nodding slowly. “Yeah, yeah I know the way.”

Killua couldn’t even be excited about getting to drive the car, because (Name)’s hand were trembling and she looked like she was going to throw up again. “I’m trusting you, Killua…”

Her trust was supposed to feel good, but right now it almost felt like a burden. Heavy. Killua took a deep breath, deciding to think of something else. He had a job to do, he needed to get his mom home. (Name) trusted him to do it.

He glanced at her, his eyebrow raising slightly at the sight of her using her jacket to cover the eyes.

“You aren’t gonna keep your jacket on? It’s 40°.”

He heard her mutter something something respect for the dead before wrapping the eyes in her blood stained jacket and holding them close to her. Once upon a time, these eyes were alive. It wouldn’t feel right to treat them as anything less than human.

(Name) curled up in the passenger seat, holding the eyes in a protective grip as her eyes stared out the window. It had began to rain, and Killua’s hand was shaking as he started the engine.

“You’re going to be freezing.”

“Turn the heat on.”

“But-“

“Killua, dead or alive this was still a person. They deserve to be able to rest comfortably.” This was the most she had spoken the whole ride home. Killua sighs.

“…okay. I’ll have to wait until a red light though, I don’t feel comfortable searching the dashboard while I’m in motion,” she hummed in acknowledgment, shivering as she held the eyes closer to her.

“We should get you a cupcake to celebrate your first kill, it was gnarly! His whole head was like a watermelon and you were all bam! POW! POP! you know?”

“…”

“Oh shit, I mean, wanna get burgers? It’s two dollar Tuesday.”

After a few minutes of silence, Killua spoke up again.

“… want me to kill the next one so we can be even?”

“No, no that’s okay. Let’s go get burgers now.”

———————

When he pulled in for burgers, it was like trying to re-establish some sense of normalcy. Like gathering the energy to brush your teeth when your best friend just died. Trying to find comfort in the mundane.

He ordered them food, even something for Kurapika, and a hint of a smile appeared on her face. “You remembered my order…”

“Of course I did, you always get the same thing! A little boring but oh well.”

Killua tapped away at the steering wheel nervously. He kept saying things randomly, blurting out things that made her nauseous or upset. He hated that he felt the need to fill the silence left between the two. It was instinctual, because when he was a child, silence either meant you were in trouble or you were about to be scolded.

And his family’s version of scolding was violent.

He knew she wasn’t in any state to cook, so grabbing burgers was their best bet. Though, Killua wasn’t sure she’d even be able to eat.

Killua sighed, and hopped out of the van. He came back a few minutes later with Kurapika running at his heels, scrambling to open the door. (Name) almost fell forward from the sheer velocity he tore it open, holding onto the eyes for dear life in case she she tumbling out. Thankfully, Killua had enough sense to push her back a little, noticing how cold she was to the touch.

Kurapika noticed her hands were covered in blood. She didn’t want to get blood on his clan’s eyes, and he knew despite never having met you, if his relatives were still around to see the gesture today, they’d be touched. Always putting everyone else’s comfort ahead of her own.

“These… they’re the… they’re the eyes I left behind.”

He pushed the hood out of the to the side just bough to read the inscription on the top for a confirmation. It’s the same number as the one the two missed last week. As sickening as it was that they numbered each of them like a rare commodity, it soothed him a little knowing he wouldn’t be stuck wondering what happened to that specific pair, especially considering how connected he felt to the pair on the left.

Without another word, he took the eyes and walked inside. Killua watched, figuring he would thank her once he put the eyes somewhere safe.

The white haired boy helped (Name) inside, sitting her on the couch. She stared at the floor, still shivering from the cold. At least, Killua hoped it was from the cold.

He waited 10 minutes for Kurapika to come out and say something, anything to (Name). She just killed someone, put herself through trauma for him.

Eventually, Killua stormed towards Kurapika’s room, throwing the door open to see the blonde sitting on the bed and staring at one of the pairs, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Killua couldn’t care less about Kurapika right now, his mother, the woman that took him in and kept him safe when no one else would was in a state of agony, trying to process the knowledge that she just ended a human’s life.

“What the fuck are you doing? Do you realize what (Name) just did to get those eyes for you?”

Kurapika looked up, wiping at his face. “She… what did she do? She’s not hurt, is she?”

Killua scoffed. “You didn’t even bother to check if she was hurt? Jesus Christ Kurapika get your priorities straight! Those eyes aren’t alive anymore, they can wait 5 god damn minutes so you can make sure the woman you supposedly “love” is okay!”

Kurapika’s eyes flashed red, his fist clenching. “Don’t act like you understand me, Killua. These eyes-“

“Shut up! Shut up and go do something to comfort her! Can’t you understand she did this all for you, that she killed for you!?”

Kurapika’s heart nearly stopped, his eyes going wide as they faded back to their soft brown color. “… kill?”

Killua nodded, his hands clenched into fists. “Yeah, and it really fucked her up! She… she stared at the corpse, and threw up on the way home…”

Kurapika moved past Killua, running down the stairs. The throw blanket that Killua had covered (Name) with lied in the middle of the floor, and he could hear the sink running.

“(Name)..?”

She was in the kitchen, bent over the sink washing a glass cup and staring into it listlessly. It was clean, and he watched her for a moment before walking closer.

He took the cup from her gently, his eyes widening when he saw the state of her hands.

Her knuckles were split and bruised and her hands were trembling. She was in pain, but it didn’t show on her face.

Kurapika almost wanted her to be angry that he didn’t immediately check on her. Anything was better than seeing the vibrant woman he fell in love with look so… empty.

He watched as she continued the washing motions, even though the cup was gone.

“(Name)…”

Tears fell down his cheeks as he gently held her hands in his, pulling him to her chest as he held her close to him. “Please… you… you didn’t have to do that for me. Why… why do you keep putting yourself in danger to help me when you get nothing in return? I… I don’t understand…”

(Name) was quiet for a moment, her eyes still fixated on the same spot in the sink. “… I love you, Kurapika. That’s… why…”

(Name) had told Kurapika she loved him several times, but this time it felt different. Her love weighed heavy on his chest, a testament of how far she would go to try and lift his burdens off his shoulders.

Leorio had been right, she was in love with him.

“No… no! No don’t love me! You… you can’t love me!”

He shook her, full on sobbing now. “Please… can’t you see loving me is only hurting you? I’m on a path that no one should follow me on, especially you! You’re…”

‘You’re too important.’

She finally looked up to meet his eyes. “I know. I’m useless, I’m too weak and I’ll never be enough for you… that’s what you wanted to say in the car on our way to get the eyes last week, isn’t it? You wanted to say you didn’t… feel the same way I did…”

He wanted to deny what she was saying, to ease the absolute agony in her eyes, but he couldn’t speak. Kurapika was choking up, his hands gripping her shoulders so tightly he knew that there would be bruises there later. Neither seemed to care.

“Kurapika…”

She pushed his hands away, walking towards the stairs. “My… my heart… this entire weak, it felt like it was breaking. I love you so much, I really… I really thought there might be a day where we could be together…”

(Name) thought about every instance where he abandoned her, berated her, left her to chase after the Phantom Troupe or scarlet eyes. Him not even checking up on her after she walked in, covered in blood and barely hanging on had been the breaking point.

“I’ve always known I could never be the most important thing in your life…”

She looked back at him, tears finally falling from her blank eyes. “But I at least thought that I was something to you. Guess not.”

Kurapika watched as she walked upstairs, his eyes wide with terror. Before he could chase after her, Killua grabbed his arm, shaking his head. “No, leave her be. She needs some time to be alone.”

The blonde’s face was still a mess, tears rolling down his cheeks. Killua wasn’t the best at comforting others, especially when he didn’t like them all that much.

But (Name) loved Kurapika, so Killua walked over to the takeout bag and handed the blonde a burger. “Here, we picked up dinner on the way home,” he said softly, looking away.

Kurapika stared down at it, feeling his heart thump painfully against his chest. Even when she was at her worst, (Name) made sure that they would all be fed.

‘I’m so fucking selfish.’

—————————

(Name) fell into a restless sleep once she fell into her bed. She was emotionally and physically exhausted, and hadn’t even bothered to take off her bloody clothing.

She tossed and turned, finally able to sleep somewhat decently a little past midnight.

(Name) hadn’t been expecting to have anything but nightmares that night, but instead of the images of the man she murdered flashing in her mind, she felt… peaceful.

A field of poppies stretched around her as far as she could see. When she looked around, she noticed she was sitting at a bench, an empty teacup in her hands.

“You’ll catch a cold, dear.”

A jacket was draped over her shoulders. (Name) hadn’t noticed before, but the air was chilly, and she was shivering. “Th-thank you…”

Warmth spread through her body, and she could feel someone sitting beside her, their leg touching hers. “You’ve had a long week, haven’t you?”

The voice was soft and feminine, a hint of concern lacing her words. A hand was placed on her leg, the person’s touch gentle, yet firm. She noticed she couldn’t turn her head to look at the person next to her, but that didn’t scare or concern her. (Name) felt strangely comforted by the woman’s presence, finally able to relax. “Yes… it was… not easy.”

“Not easy is an understatement. You’ve been under a lot of stress, forced to bear all of this pain alone.”

Tears began to fall from (Name)’s eyes. It had been difficult to contain her turbulent emotions for the past week, no, for the past two years. She felt like she just had her heart broken all over again.

“I… I love him so much… I want him to be happy, I want to give-“

The woman gently held her hands that gripped the teacup. “You can’t give when your cup is empty, dear. Let yourself be filled back up, before you try and give more.”

The teacup filled up with with a steaming, amber liquid. “Go ahead, drink. Tea is good for the soul.”

(Name) raised the cup to her lips, taking a sip. It was perfectly sweet, with a peachy aftertaste. It helped calm her nerves, and clear her mind.

The warmth of the woman’s hands caressed her cheek, wiping away (Name)’s tears. “Thank you… I-“

(Name) was finally able to turn her head to look at the woman, but all she caught was a glimpse of blonde hair and a pleasant smile.

She woke up, noticing the chill in the air. However, she wasn’t cold. (Name) was tucked under her blanket, wearing a pair of clean pajamas and fuzzy socks on her feet.

‘I wonder… who got me changed…’

(Name) began to get up, ready to make breakfast for everyone when she remembered the woman’s words.

“You can’t give when your cup is empty, dear. Let yourself be filled back up, before you try and give more.”

Instead of getting up, (Name) curled up under her blanket, texting Killua that he could either make himself a bowl of cereal or order some takeout for breakfast.

She spent the early morning sleeping in, allowing herself some much needed rest.

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Fixer Upper

Part 9

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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(Name)’s friend had a small cabin near the beach she’d offered to loan her for a few days. From Tuesday to Thursday, they’d be staying in a few towns over to enjoy the beach.

When they arrived home, Leorio left to go and start packing his stuff. They had a few days before the cabin would be available, so they had plenty of time to plan.

“Everyone get to bed! We’re going to be having a down day tomorrow, and Monday we’re going shopping for beach supplies.”

Killua nodded as he rubbed at his eyes. “Yeah, okay. Come on, Gon.”

The two leave to their rooms.

(Name) sighs before crashing onto the couch, not even knowing the skirt of her dress was lifted just enough to expose the pink panties she’d worn to the Barbie movie.

Kurapika didn’t notice at first either, he was too busy pulling off his shirt. That was until her back arched and cracked a bit, causing her to groan and him to look over to make sure she was okay.

He didn’t think this day could get any better, but the view he saw certainly… did something for him.

Her butt was firmly in the air, her clothed pussy on full display. Her cute thigh highs squished her thighs perfectly, creating a sight he thought he could only see in heaven.

‘I want to…’

He stopped himself before he even finished that thought, moving away from the couch and towards his room.

“Going to bed, goodnight.”

“Night…”

He heard her whine slightly as she stretched before he rushed to his room. He barely got the door closed before he was slipping his hand into his pants, panting as he stroked his cock. The door was still slightly cracked open, and he realized if he peeked out, he could still see her cute butt poking up into the air.

‘This is… dirty.’

But he couldn’t stop looking. She just looked so perfect on display, all for him to enjoy.

‘Fuck, fuck, fuck…’

She whimpered out, rubbing her back lightly. It must if hurt from carrying around those big boobs all day.

“Kurapika…”

He stopped, eyes going wide. Did she happen to see him? That couldn’t be possible, she was facing in the opposite direction.

“Did he go to bed already?”

She pushed herself off of the couch, moving so her butt was pushed in his direction, her panties moving to the side ever so slightly.

It was enough to make him cum instantly, gasping as he painted the door.

“Kurapika?” she called out again, this time beginning to turn towards his door.

He slipped his hand from his pants and ran over to his desk, grabbing a tissue she’d supplied for him and moving to wipe off the door.

“Hey, are you asleep?”

She knocked on the cracked door, causing it to open up. Thankfully he’d wiped the door clean before she opened it, holding the tissue in his hand relived.

“No, I’m awake. Do you need something?”

His cheeks were still flushed and his limbs weak from his orgasm seconds before. Kurapika felt soft, his eyelashes fluttering when she bent slightly to smile at him.

“Can you unzip me? Leorio was going to, but he forgot and now he’s gone.”

Kurapika wanted to bang his head against the wall. “… yes, of course I can.”

He followed her up to her room, now noticing how easy it was to see her underwear when he was following right behind her.

“Ugh my back is killing me! I knew wearing a bra without any support was a bad idea… but this dress is strapless.”

Kurapika was not listening to a goddamn thing. He was too focused on her cute ass. “Uh huh.”

They walked into her room. She instantly kicked off her Mary Janes and lifted her leg onto the bed to pull off her thigh highs.

‘She’s going to kill me.’

He watched as she pulled the first one down before he had to turn to avoid getting hard again. He didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of her, especially after spying on her like a perv minutes before.

“Okay, I’m ready.”

She turned his way, her back to him. He stepped forward and stared down at her back.

‘It’s just her back. Don’t you DARE get hard over her back you fucking idiot.’

He pulled the zipper down.

‘God fucking damn it.’

The sight of her bra made him grow hard yet again, and there was no hiding it in these jeans. He pulled the zipper the rest of the way down before turning.

“You’re going so soon?”

He paused in the doorway, gritting his teeth. All Kurapika wanted to do was go to his room, jerk off, and pass out.

But the innocent tone in her voice made him sigh.

“Do you need me to stay?”

“Well, I was wondering if you’d like to watch a movie with me. Since it was… interrupted last time.”

Ouch. He’d forgotten he’d pretty much abandoned her a week or so ago to find a member of the phantom troupe. She’d stayed up all night waiting for him, and he couldn’t even call to ease her worries.

Usually, Kurapika would push these guilty feelings away and just sleep, but after his orgasm he was feeling… soft. Easily mailable by her hands.

“… sure. You get changed and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

Kurapika internally groaned, looking down at himself with a sigh. ‘I’ll change into some baggy pajama pants. Should… hide it…’

———————

(Name) walked downstairs wearing a nightgown and a green face mask. He wanted to tease her for it, saying she looked silly, but knew if he did she’d have plenty of ammo to throw back at him.

“Imma pop some popcorn! We gotta eat quietly though. Just the smell is enough to wake up Gon…”

She sighed, and pulled the popcorn from the cabinet. Kurapika was curled up on the couch, a blanket covering his form. “Shouldn’t we just not eat it then?”

“Nah, if he wakes up I’ll just give him some horse tranquilizer.”

“Excuse me?”

“It’s like a melatonin gummy for him.”

The blonde stared at the TV. ‘What the hell is wrong with that boy?’

Kurapika huffed when she sat the bowl of popcorn in his lap. “It’s hot! I’m gonna grab us some lemonade!”

He popped a few pieces into his mouth. ‘Mmm… I haven’t had popcorn in years.’

(Name) plopped down next to him, curling her legs against the side of the couch. She leaned until her head was comfortably against Kurapika’s shoulder.

Usually he would have pushed her off subtly or moved away, but right now he was feeling… cuddly.

Although he didn’t move to hold her close, he did allow her to stay.

“What do you want to watch? I’m thinking a ghibli movie.”

“I don’t care, you can pick.”

She narrowed her eyes at him, but picked a random ghibli movie.

It happened to be Howl’s Moving Castle.

“Oooh, this is a good one. I think you’ll like it!”

Kurapika only nodded, leaning his head against hers. It was the only contact he’d allow himself to make.

The movie started, Kurapika barely able to pay attention. He was too focused on (Name)’s soft scent and comforting warmth.

A few minutes in, he felt (Name) pull away slightly. She seemed excited, bouncing in her seat.

“Ahh, it’s Howl.”

Her eyes almost twinkled when a blonde man appeared on screen, offering a hand to the main female character. Kurapika hadn’t bothered to learn her name.

The man looked… awfully familiar. His blonde hair, soft feminine appearance, and pretty eyes made Kurapika tilt his head.

“Is that… your favorite character?”

She nodded, her eyes never leaving the blonde haired man.

“He’s been my favorite ghibli character for years.”

Kurapika smiled. “I see.”

‘She did say my butt was cute earlier… and that she likes my hair…’

The movie continued on, (Name) occasionally gasping or cooing at the screen. “Hehe, look! Aren’t they just the cutest?”

The girl on screen reminded him of her. She was a bit insecure, but to everyone else but her she was beautiful.

“Yes. They are.”

He glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She looked gorgeous, even in the low light of the living room.

She caught him staring, sending him a wink. “Pay attention to the movie, sweetheart.”

Kurapika blushed. She wasn’t usually the type to confront him about his staring, even though he was sure she could notice it. (Name) was a hunter after all, she couldn’t be that oblivious.

“Ah… it’s almost over.”

She seemed a little sad at this. Kurapika wasn’t sure if it was because she really liked the movie, or their time together would end soon.

He wasn’t stupid. He knew (Name) cared for him quite a bit, even being told by Leorio she had a crush on him during the Hunter Exam. Of course, at the time that made him beyond happy. Kurapika didn’t know why exactly, but knowing she liked him more than the others made his heart soar.

But now, that knowledge didn’t fill him with butterflies, it filled him with dread. Had he broken her heart with what he said during York New? Had he ruined any chances he’d had with her?

‘Ruined any… what am I thinking?’

He shook the thought from his head. Kurapika couldn’t dare to think like that. She was his dear friend, someone that needed to be protected.

Protected from the danger being around him could bring.

She sighed as the end credits rolled, looking up at him with sleepy eyes. “Did you like it?”

He wasn’t sure how to tell her he’d barely paid any attention to the movie on screen, much to busy thinking about her, so he just nodded.

“I’m glad. I’m… happy I got to spend this time with you.”

She held onto his hand, a sad smile on her lips. He wanted to cup her cheeks and wipe that sad smile away more than anything.

But did he really have the right to when he was the reason for her sadness?

Kurapika patted her head. “I did too. We should get going to bed, though.”

(Name) but her lip, staring down at her lap.

“Kurapika?”

He paused. She sounded soft, vulnerable. He didn’t often hear that in her voice.

“Yes?”

Her eyes met his, the beginnings of tears tucked away in the corners.

“Will I… will I ever seen you again after you leave?”

A stab in the chest would have been easier to handle than that question. Kurapika stuttered, his eyes looking away from hers.

“I…”

He couldn’t answer her, not when his answer would only make her cry. Kurapika hated seeing her tears.

“…”

(Name) pulled away from him, hugging herself tight. It hurt him to see her so small, like she could shrink into nothing at any second.

“You’re really important to me, you know? Even if… even if you hate me. I…”

Tears began to fall down her cheeks, collecting on the throw blanket they’d been sharing.

“(Name)…”

He reached out to wipe away her tears, but stopped midway.

“I don’t…”

“I can’t stand you! You’re weak, you can’t do anything right!”

Kurapika pulled his hand back and held it against his chest. ‘Do I have the right to comfort her when I said such awful things?’

“(Name)?”

Killua poked his head out of his bedroom door, his blue eyes scanning the room until they landed on (Name). He ran forward and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“I heard you from my room…”

Killua sent a glare Kurapika’s way before pulling her off the couch and towards the bathroom. “You need to wash off that face mask before you break out.”

She only nodded, glancing back at Kurapika before the bathroom door closed behind her.

The blonde stared at the closed door, clutching the fabric of his shirt so tightly it ripped.

‘She thinks I hate her… maybe it’s for the best.’

Kurapika stood, walking towards the TV to turn it off. On a table by the TV was a framed photo, Kurapika’s eyes widening when he took a closer look.

It was a picture of the entire group chatting about their plan in the hotel during York New.

‘Did (Name) take this?’

She wasn’t in the picture, Kurapika feeling a little disappointed. But that was quickly changed when he saw there were several photos of various members of the group framed, some of just him alone.

‘She… she put these up even after what happened…’

Kurapika bit his lip so hard it bled. She wanted to remember him when he was smiling, looking at her with those soft eyes he always seemed to have when she was around.

“…”

Kurapika walked to his room and closed the door behind him.

———————

(Name) and Killua sat at the kitchen table, Gon fixing himself a bowl of cereal by the fridge.

“Remember boys, todays a rest day, so no getting into any trouble.”

She sipped on her coffee, looking around the house. It was a mess, meaning she’d need to clean before she even thought about leaving for the beach.

Kurapika left his room, wandering into the kitchen while rubbing his sleepy eyes.

“Good morning…”

He yawned into his hand as he made himself a cup of coffee then sat down at the table next to (Name). “Good morning, Kurapika.”

She gave him a smile, before standing up and taking her cup with her upstairs. “We’ll all be resting today, Kurapika. Of course, you can do what you want, but the rest of us are going to catch up on some sleep and indulge in our interests.”

He nodded, still waking up as she left for her room. Once she was out of earshot, Killua scoffed.

“You sure fucked up last night. Do you enjoy making (Name) cry?”

Oh, Kurapika and forgotten about last night’s events. And he’d just sat down next to her like nothing had happened.

“… I didn’t mean to make her cry.”

“You never do.”

Gon sat down with them at the table, munching on his cereal. “Hmm? What were y’all talking about?”

Killua sighed. “Nothing of importance to Kurapika, apparently.”

Kurapika finished his coffee in silence. ‘Less than a week I’ll be gone and out of her hair. She’ll… she’ll forget about me eventually.’

But the thought of her forgetting about him and moving on with a different man made him feel sick.

“Kurapika, you should come to the creek with us today! We’re releasing the fish we saved last week.”

Kurapika tilted his head. “You want me to come with you?”

Gon nodded. “Yeah, it would be fun! We could even have a picnic! (Name) always packs us lunches when we go out to the creek all day.”

Killua groaned. “But Gon, going to the creek is our thing!”

The blonde raised an eyebrow. “I have my own things to do today.”

“Like what?”

Kurapika scowled. “I have phone calls to make.”

“What kind of phone calls?”

“… important ones.”

Gon tilted his head, and Killua sighed. “There are no phone calls, are there?”

Kurapika stayed quiet.

“Alright, so he’s coming with us then!”

It seemed like Kurapika didn’t have much of a choice, so he downed his coffee and left to get dressed.

——————

(Name) began packing the three lunches in the kitchen. Gon and Killua had left to grab some buckets from the garage, leaving Kurapika and (Name) alone.

He lingered in the kitchen, watching her from a distance. She finished packing their lunches before turning to him with a shy smile.

“Hey um… about last night…”

Kurapika froze in his spot, nearly dropping his cup of coffee.

“I… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked you those questions. You don’t have to tell me anything, and I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable.”

Kurapika blinked. ‘Is she… is she apologizing? No…’

“Even if you… hate me… I won’t hold it against you, you’re still always welcome here.”

‘Stop. Don’t say those things. Don’t.’

“So… just forget about what I said. Let’s just enjoy whatever time we have together!”

She gave him a final smile before the front door opened. Killua and Gon walked in carrying buckets.

“It’s show time. Kurapika, I hope you know how to work a pole.”

“A what!?”

“A fishing pole.”

(Name) held a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing. Kurapika just sighed and followed them out the door, carrying their packed lunches with them.

“Make sure you keep up, we will leave you behind.”

“Killua! No we won’t, that isn’t nice.”

Kurapika didn’t respond, only focusing on memorizing the route to the creek. If Killua did end up leaving him behind, he’d have no trouble finding his way back.

They arrived at the creek, Gon and Killua instantly releasing the fish they’d saved last week.

“During a few weeks in the summer, the creek goes down and a lot of the fish die. Me and Killua will catch as many as we can then release them when the creek is full again.”

‘That sounds like eco-terrorism.’

Killua tossed Kurapika a fishing pole, the blonde catching it immediately. “Do you know how to fish?”

“Yes, Killua. I’ve had to fish to feed myself on numerous occasions.”

Killua scoffed. “Yeah, sure. We’re going to be surprising (Name) with fish for dinner tonight, so make sure to use your ‘skills’ and catch as much fish as you can.”

The two frowned at each other before Gon stepped in between them. “Hey, let’s save our energy for the fishing!”

Killua was the first to catch a fish, holding it up with a proud smile.

“Oh, I’ll get a picture for (Name)!”

He snapped a picture of Killua holding up his first catch.

‘Why does she need a picture of him holding a fish?’ Kurapika thought, before turning his attention back to his own fishing pole.

A few hours passed, Kurapika being the only one without a single catch.

“Didn’t you say you were good at fishing, blondie?”

The blonde huffed. “I didn’t say I was good, I said I knew how to fish.”

“Then do it?”

Kurapika dropped his pole to the ground and began to walk off.

“Killua, don’t anta… antony…”

“Antagonize him?”

“Yeah!”

Killua sighed. “Hey, blondie, get back here! Don’t you want to do something nice for (Name) after making her cry last night?”

The blonde stopped in his tracks. “… would bringing home fish… make her feel better?”

“She always gets happy when we bring home fish! Well, at least fish to eat.”

Kurapika walked back over and sat by the creek again, picking up his pole and inspecting it.

“Killua.”

The white haired boy walked over. “Yeees?”

“Why is there a gummy worm on my hook?”

“For good luck of course!”

Kurapika threw the gummy worm into the dirt. “I hate you.”

“Feelings mutual, blondie.”

————————

After placing an actual worm on his hook, Kurapika was able to catch several fish. Of course, it wasn’t very easy. He had to climb down into the creek with a net to catch them, slipping on the mud and falling in several times.

The walk back home was humiliating.

Kurapika’s hair was wet, with leaves and little sticks clinging to his blonde locks. His tabard and shirt were slung over his shoulder.

Killua and Gon didn’t look much better. The two looked like they’d been mud wrestling.

‘I mean technically Gon did wrestle that alligator… still don’t know how he won.’

Said boy was holding the buckets they brought, all full of fish of varying species.

Kurapika recognized most of them, besides the strange… sea urchin thing? Did it have eyes? Oh god it was looking at him.

The blonde faced forward. All he knew is he was NOT eating that.

“(Name) is going to be so happy! Oh Gon, I told you to throw that thing back.”

He pointed to the sea urchin thing. “Oh, I’m keeping this one as a pet. I’m naming him Hanzo!”

‘(Name) won’t like that. Her and Hanzo hated each other.’

Kurapika thought back to their time fixing the boat before the 4th phase. Hanzo and (Name) butted heads a lot, often because Hanzo didn’t know what personal space was.

He remembered when he fell and hit his head, and she stayed with him through the night, even though she herself was in pain.

‘She’s always been there for me…’

Kurapika was glad they’d reached (Name)’s house, because he didn’t want to think about how often she’d saved his ass and helped him through tough times.

Would he have done the same for her?

———————

“Oh wow, look at all this fish! You sure caught a lot, didn’t you?”

The two boys smiled wide as she cooed and gave them hugs, praising them. “Fried fish sound good to you two?”

“Mhm! With fries!”

(Name) giggled, patting Gon’s head. “Of course.”

Her face always took on a different form when she was looking at the two boys. While she was almost always soft and gentle, it was like her soft nature intensified tenfold when they were around.

Killua seemed pretty attached to her. Had he been that way when he’d last seen them in York New? Kurapika couldn’t remember him seeming so content in her presence.

“Kurapika, I heard you caught a lot too. You did a great job.”

Something about her praising him made his heart race. It almost made him feel giddy.

“Oh, um… it was no trouble.”

Killua scoffed next to him. ‘He’s awful at hiding how happy she makes him.’

Kurapika wasn’t surprised at how easily she was able to descale and gut the fish. During the Hunter Exam, she’d been the one feeding him and Leorio when they were stranded on that boat.

“Dinner will be ready in 30 minutes. You boys go wash up. You can use my bathroom, it’s bigger.”

The three trudged up the stairs, dropping their muddy clothes into her hamper.

(Name)’s bathroom was big, it had both a bath tub and shower. The two boys started the bath before jumping into the shower.

Kurapika raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you two getting too old to be bathing together?”

Killua raised an eyebrow. “We’re both guys, why does it matter? Plus Gon can’t wash his hair by himself. He always gets soap in his eyes.”

“Usually Aunt Mito or (Name) comes in and helps, but Killua does it when they can’t.”

They rinsed off a majority of the mud before jumping in the soapy bath. Kurapika sighed.

‘She babies them too much. He can’t wash the soap out of his hair? Isn’t he 14 already?’

Kurapika made sure that the two weren’t paying attention when he pulled his own clothes off and stepped into the shower.

There was a pink loofa, several soaps and body scrubs, and shampoo on the shelves.

‘Oh, I forgot to grab my shampoo…’

He shrugged and picked up her bottle, squirting some of the shampoo into his hand before rubbing it into his hair.

Kurapika would never get used to how his body reacted to anything that reminded him of her. Sometimes it was arousal, and sometimes a soothing feeling settled over him.

Like now.

He felt his tired muscles relax when he began to run her soap into his skin. He thought about using her loofa, the fluffy pink thing tempting, but he decided not to. Using her soap was one thing, using the object she rubbed all over her naked body was another.

Oh no, now he was thinking about her taking a shower. (Name) rubbing herself with the loofa, humming to herself as the suds washed away to reveal her breasts and bare p-

Kurapika’s eyes snapped open. He couldn’t think about that, not now. He tucked away those thoughts for later, when he could think about her in the privacy of his bedroom.

Kurapika let the suds rinse away, staring down at his naked body. He had a few new scars from recent missions, and he was still a bit underweight. (Name)’s meals were certainly helping him come back to his normal weight, but just a few weeks wouldn’t cause any major changes.

He wrapped a towel around his waist before stepping out.

‘Oh. I didn’t bring any clothes up either.’

Kurapika was about to sigh and take a walk of shame down the stairs when he spotted a pile of folded clothes on the counter.

On top was a pair of his pajamas. He picked up the shirt and sniffed it, sighing when he could smell the lingering scent of (Name)’s perfume.

‘She brought us a change of clothes?’

He put the clothes on and wrapped his towel around his neck. ‘Maybe she’ll dry my hair for me again…’

Kurapika allowed himself this small amount of happiness.

He glanced to where the boys were in the bathtub, nearly laughing when he saw them playing with random bath toys. It was a rare sight, Killua smiling and acting like the kid he really was.

Kurapika let them have their fun, walking out the bathroom door and closing it behind him. When he reached the bottom of the stairs, (Name) was waiting for him.

“Come on.”

She pulled him to the living room and had him sit on the floor as she dried his hair. “You know, your hair is looking a lot better. Maybe you should just start using my shampoo.”

He didn’t answer, his eyes closed and his head leaning against her knees as her fingers ran through his hair. It was relaxing, and Kurapika was realizing that he really liked his hair being played with.

“You’ve got such pretty hair, Kurapika. I’m glad you’re taking better care of it.”

She finished drying his hair, running her fingers through it one last time.

“… you’re too kind, (Name).”

She hummed. “So I’ve heard, but I don’t think anyone can be too kind.”

‘You can, (Name).’

He remembered the way her face dropped during one of their arguments in York New. Kurapika was so sure after that, he’d never see her smile at him again.

But here she was, letting him lean against her knees as she dried his hair. Him, the man who broke her heart and called her so many mean names. She was doing this for him.

And part of him hated her for it.

“I need to get back to cooking. Will you tell Killua and Gon dinner will be ready in five minutes?”

Kurapika stood. “Of course.”

——————

(Name) dried both of the two boy’s hair as Kurapika made his plate.

“Oh, I cut up some fruit too! It’s sitting in the fridge, could you take it out for me, sweetheart?”

He paused, but recovered quickly. “On it.”

He glanced to the group as he pulled the bowl out. Gon was waiting patiently at (Name)’s feet as Killua got his hair dried.

“All done, go and make your plate.”

Killua stood and Gon too his place.

“I got my hands full with all of you, ya know?”

She squeezed Gon’s cheek, who laughed. “Sorry, but you’re the best at drying hair!”

“Haha, I’m not sure how good of a skill that is to have, but thank you.”

Killua made his plate and sat at the table, farthest away from Kurapika.

“Alright, you’re done.”

Gon jumped up and ran to make his plate, (Name) following behind him. “I’m starving! I could eat all of this!”

(Name) giggled. “You can have as much as you want after I make my plate.”

The four ate dinner, Gon and Killua recounting the fun day they had. It didn’t take long for them to finish their food, the two yawning.

“I think it’s about time for bed. Why don’t you two watch some TV for a bit then get some sleep? I’m gonna go shower.”

She placed her plate in the dishwasher, closing it before sighing. “We’ve got to go shopping then leave for the cabin tomorrow evening. It’ll be a long day, so get plenty of rest.”

“Yes, (Name)!”

Gon gave her a hug before she went upstairs. Kurapika noticed Killua watching her go.

The white haired boy looked… anxious? He was playing with drawstring of his sleeveless hoodie and tapping his foot.

‘Did something happen?’

Kurapika decided not to pry, instead sitting on the far end of the couch and watching some cartoon movie with the two.

He enjoyed spending time with them as well, even if Killua was a bit rude. Kurapika didn’t hold it against him. Mostly.

“Killua, we should get going. It’s getting late.”

Gon pulled Killua to his feet and started to lead him to their shared room.

“… alright.”

The two left, Gon leaving the door cracked open behind him.

‘I should sleep as well. With them, there’s no telling how exhausting tomorrow may be.’

The blonde entered his room and closed the door behind him. If he wanted to sleep, he’d need to jerk off first. He didn’t want to have another wet dream, it made it hard to be around (Name) after.

Though, jerking off to the thought of her didn’t make him feel much better. Besides the overwhelming amount of pleasure, that is.

———————

Kurapika awoke to the sound of someone sneaking down the hallway. A normal person would have never noticed this, but the blonde was far from normal.

He tiptoed to his door and peeked out, spotting Killua running up the stairs.

Kurapika would have ignored it and gone back to bed, but the brief glance he’d gotten from Killua’s face made him worry.

He looked absolutely terrified, something Kurapika had never seen in Killua before.

The blonde concealed his aura, waiting a moment before walking upstairs as well. By then, Killua was long gone, the only indication of where he’d gone being (Name)’s door, left cracked open.

“Killua? Shh, it’s okay.”

Kurapika could hear (Name) talking in a low, soothing voice. He peeked through the crack in the door to see Killua holding onto her, his head on her shoulder. He was blubbering nonsense, his tears soaking into her tshirt.

“I’m right here, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll never leave you alone again, promise.”

‘Leave him alone again? What is she talking about?’

“It… it happened again. Another nightmare about when you…”

(Name) shushed him and scooted over. “Come on, it’s late. You can just sleep with me tonight.”

Killua climbed in without a second thought, clinging onto her like a child would his mother.

“I thought this might happen. You were anxious tonight, right?”

Killua nodded slowly as she ran her fingers through his hair. “Yes… sometimes I remember that day and… can’t stop thinking about it.”

She sighed. “I really wish you would let me enroll you in some therapy. Could do you some good.”

Killua was silent, (Name) realizing he’d fallen asleep. She hummed softly and continued to play with his hair until she fell asleep too.

Kurapika watched the two with soft eyes. She was holding onto him so tenderly, even in her sleep. It was clear the two had bonded greatly between the time Kurapika had seen them last.

‘And… they’re hiding something from me. Something big enough to have traumatized Killua.’

He walked back down the stairs, spotting Gon standing in the hallway.

“Did Killua go to sleep with (Name)?” Gon asked. Kurapika nodded.

“Yes, they’re both asleep now.”

Gon sighed, pushing some hair out of his face. “Sometimes Killua wakes up from some awful nightmares, and the only one that can calm him down is (Name). Something… something happened. I’m not sure what, but Killua was really hurt by whatever it was, and he won’t tell me.”

Kurapika reached out a hand to pat Gon’s shoulder. “It’s not easy telling others about the things that have hurt you. It may take him a while, but I’m sure he’ll open up to you eventually.”

‘If I was around a little longer, maybe they would tell me too.’

He walked back to bed after saying goodnight to Gon. It was 1 am now, meaning he’d have to be up in four hours for a few phone calls before leaving to go shopping with the group.

——————

“Alright everyone, let’s split up to cover more ground. Killua, you’re coming with me. Kurapika, Gon is with you.”

The group were at a local grocery store. Killua had been quiet all morning, clinging to (Name)’s side sleepily.

“I’ll text you the grocery list, okay?”

Kurapika nodded. (Name) walked away hand in hand with Killua, laughing when he leaned against her. “Aww, still sleepy? You can take a nap when we get home.”

The two watched them leave before Kurapika sighed. “He sure is being clinging today.”

Gon nodded, placing a box of cereal into the shopping cart. “Yeah, he usually is after he’s had a nightmare. It’s like he’s scared she’ll disappear or something.”

Kurapika bit his lip. ‘Does his nightmare have something to do with (Name)?’

Kurapika jumped at the sound of his phone going off, realizing it was just the grocery list (Name) had sent them.

The two finished the list easily, meeting back up with the two at the cash register. They checked out, and drove home.

“Okay, I’m going to pick up Leorio, you boys start packing your bags. Killua, you go get a nap. I’ll pack your bag later.”

Killua shook his head and held onto her sleeve. “I’ll go with you.”

Kurapika blinked at the way (Name)’s eyes softened, her hand cupping his cheek. “Oh, of course. Come on.”

He followed her to the mom van, climbing into the front seat.

Kurapika and Gon watched them leave. “It must of been bad for him to still be so clingy.” Gon said, a worried look on his face.

Kurapika nodded.

The two left to pack in their respective rooms. Kurapika packed using the small black suitcase gifted to him by (Name).

Killua and (Name) were back within 30 minutes, Leorio with them now. He seemed to be talking softly with (Name) and Killua, having that same soft look (Name) had when Killua had a nightmare.

‘Leorio must know as well.’ Kurapika thought, frowning.

He knew that they all had grown closer while he was gone, but they’d never been the types to keep secrets from him. Kurapika couldn’t be angry though, he kept plenty of secrets from them.

Leorio walked in, pulling a suitcase behind him. “I haven’t been to the beach since the Hunter Exam! I can’t wait!”

(Name) giggled, Killua following close behind her. He kept a hand on her shirt, and hadn’t said a word since he said he was coming with her earlier.

“I ordered some takeout for dinner. Let’s all do some cleaning up before we have to leave in a few hours. I’ll be folding laundry.”

She handed out brooms and gloves to everyone as she went and sat on the couch, beginning to fold the laundry she had recently washed.

Killua lied his head on her lap and slept as she folded. No one complained, it seemed everyone could tell he’d had a rough night.

“Are you excited, Gon? I know you come from an island but-“

“Yep, I’m very excited!! Last time (Name) took us to the beach, Killua got super sunburnt, it was pretty funny.”

Kurapika snickered. ‘So he gets sunburnt easily?’

“I don’t think you have any right to be laughing when you’re as pasty as Killua.”

Kurapika blinked at Leorio. “Oh. I guess you’re not wrong, I have been… inside more lately, I guess. No time to get a tan.”

He glanced at himself in the mirror again. Slowly fading dark circles under his eyes, a pale face. He didn’t find himself particularly attractive, he wandered why (Name) had called him pretty so many times.

“Well you’ll have plenty of time to soak in the sun when we’re at the beach!” Gon clapped him on the back, smiling.

“You always know how to cheer someone up, Gon.”

The blonde ruffled Gon’s hair as he laughed.

“Alright you two, get to work. I don’t want (Name) having to pick up your slack.”

Gon and Kurapika stuck their tongues out at Leorio before starting their work.

———————

After eating an early dinner, the group piled into the mom van. Leorio was driving, with Kurapika in the passenger seat. Although killua was doing better after his nap, he still requested that (Name) sit next to him in the car. She didn’t seem to mind at all, something that made Kurapika sigh softly.

“Wouldn’t it be more comfortable for you in the front seat? You get motion sickness, right?”

(Name) laughed. “I’m surprised you remembered that, Kurapika, but I’m fine! It’s not that long of a drive anyways.”

He didn’t argue with her, there was no point. When (Name) decided to do something for someone else, it was hard to convince her otherwise.

The group began their drive, Leorio watching the road and singing along to some random pop song on the radio. Kurapika didn’t want to admit it, but he was also excited to spend some time under the sun and in the waves.

It didn’t take long for them to reach their destination, just two hours.

The group left the mom van and began to unpack.

“Why did we bring groceries with us? Couldn’t we just shop here?” Gon asked as he carried the ice chest inside.

“Well this place probably has higher prices because of how many tourists there are, so it’s better to bring food from home.”

Kurapika nodded. “Yes, that makes sense. I’m glad you thought of that, (Name).”

She perked up from his compliment, happily strolling inside with Killua close behind.

The cabin was nice, with three bedrooms. The first was the master bedroom, with a queen sized bed, bathroom, and walk in closet.

“This one is mine!” (Name) said with a smile. No one argued.

The second room had two queen sized beds and a large dresser.

The third room had a bunk bed, a trunk full of beach toys, and a small bathroom,

“There’s also an extra bathroom down the hall, with a shower and bath.”

Of course, Killua and Gon claimed the bunk beds immediately, leaving Kurapika and Leorio with the second room.

“Everyone get unpacked and sleep. We’re getting up early tomorrow!”

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Fixer Upper

Part 28

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

Part 27

part 29

⚠️warning⚠️: Readers suicide note from the Hunter Exam is mentioned

Kurapika woke up when (Name) began to stir underneath him. He shifted slightly to look up at her, feeling more sober, but not completely down from his high yet. “Angel?”

She smiled sleepily, giving his forehead a kiss. “Hey Pika, did you sleep well?”

He nodded, leaning his cheek against her breast. “Yeah… I alway sleep the best when it’s with you.”

That flustered (Name), turning her shy. She looked away, cheeks warm. “I-I’m glad. Sorry I woke you up, but Leorio and I are about to go shopping,”

Kurapika stared at her for a moment, blinking slowly. “Shopping? It’s nearly midnight.”

(Name) laughed, moving out from under him to pull on her shoes. “They have big deals at midnight on Fridays. It’s the perfect opportunity to do Christmas shopping!”

Kurapika perked up at that, looking at her with soft eyes. “Christmas shopping? Mmm…”

The blonde stood up, stumbling slightly as he began to walk towards his coat. “I’ll go… with you. I’ve gotta shop too…”

He wanted to get (Name) something nice for Christmas. ‘Mmm… maybe a necklace…’

“Um… Kurapika, is that good idea?”

Leorio stood behind him, watching the blonde stumble around as he got ready. “Look at the little guy, he can barely stand up straight.”

(Name) sighed and held onto Kurapika’s hand. “Pika, maybe you should stay home. What if-“

He whined, surprising (Name). “No, no I wanna go with you…”

His hand reached out to tug at her sleeve, and he leaned his full weight against her. “Don’t leave me…”

She held him, looking to Leorio for help, but the tall man shrugged. “Your boyfriend, your problem.”

“He’s not my- Leorio is you don’t get over here I swear to GOD-“

Leorio scurried over to help support Kurapika. “I was just kidding! Haha…”

——————

(Name) and Kurapika rode in the back of the car, the blonde peppering kisses on her neck and cheek as he cling to her. “Mmm… so happy…”

She tried to keep her breathing steady, but his wandering hands were making that hard on her. “Pika, pika please.”

She gently pushed his hands to her waist, lightly scolding him. “Keep them here, okay?”

He pouted but listened, nibbling on her neck in defiance. Leorio watched this from his rearview mirror, frowning. “I don’t know how you agreed to this, (Name).”

She pouted, gently squishing Kurapika’s cheeks. “How could I say no to this face?”

Kurapika seemed completely content to be held and squeezed, nuzzling his cheek against her palm happily.

“I could, easily even.”

“Leorio!”

“Sorry.”

They three arrived at the mall, Kurapika clinging to (Name), his cheek squished agaisnt hers. “Soft… mmm…”

She yelped when he gently bit her chubby cheek, nibbling lightly. Kurapika had thought about doing this exactly things multiple times, but never had the courage. Now his inhibitions were gone, and he wasn’t holding back his affection for her.

“L-Leorio, help!”

The taller man rushed over, pulling Kurapika away. (Name) wiped at her now wet cheek, huffing slightly, but stopped when Kurapika spoke up.

“N-no… (Name) please… don’t leave me…”

She paused, watching as tears fell down his pink cheeks. This wasn’t an act, the blonde was genuinely desperate for her care and affection, and she couldn’t just sit by and watch him cry.

“Shh, Pika, it’s alright.”

She cupped his cheek and wiped away his tears with her thumb. “There’s no need to cry, I’m not going anywhere. You just can’t bite me, okay?”

He nodded, his lip quivering as Leorio let him go. He was back in her arms in seconds, his cheek nuzzled into her neck. The taller man rolled his eyes. “You’re too soft, (Name).”

“Maybe…”

She pulled Leorio in too, making him stutter and blush. “But I’m soft for you too, so no complaining.”

The three made their way into the packed mall, (Name) keeping a hand on Kurapika’s at all times. He seemed to not mind this one bit, he even tried his best to stay as close as possible to her.

“Okay, we’re going to be splitting up. I need to buy Christmas presents for both of you, so Leorio…”

She handed Kurapika to the taller man, smiling. “You’re on Kurapika duty.”

Leorio pouted, holding onto Kurapika’s hand like one would hold a dog’s leash.

Before the blonde could whine, (Name) kissed his cheek, cooing softly. “Shh, be good for Leorio and I’ll give you some peach cobbler when we get home.”

He nodded, his face flushed and eyes half lidded as he watched her walk away. “Mmph… I love her…”

“I know bud, let’s get moving before we get trampled.”

————————

“So, what are you here for, Kurapika?”

The two were standing near a random kiosk as they talked. Kurapika took a moment to answer, blinking slowly. “Wanna get something for (Name)…”

Leorio nodded, turning to look at the kiosk. “Yeah, that’s what I’m here for too. We should stick together so we don’t end up getting her the same th-“

He turned to grab Kurapika’s hand and lead him to a nearby Sanrio store, but the blonde had already disappeared with the crowd.

“(Name) is going to kill me.”

Kurapika walked in a daze, occasionally glancing up to look at signs. He wanted to get (Name) something special, but his mind felt fuzzy and he was having trouble remembering the ideas he had for her gift.

Over the past few months, his love for her had grown from a schoolboy crush to an adoring love that he had trouble keeping under control. Kurapika hadn’t yet asked her out, so he wanted to get something she could enjoy even if she rejected him.

But right now, Kurapika wasn’t thinking of that. The only thing on his mind was getting her something special, and whether it was romantic or not didn’t matter.

The blonde spotted the jewelry store, and his eyes lit up.

‘Perfect, that’s where I’ll get her gift.’

———————

(Name) sighed softly, peeking into the bag she held in her arms. She had just bought Leorio’s gift, and was moving towards the nearest Claire’s to start shopping for Alluka.

‘Alluka likes makeup and fashion, but Nanika prefers Pokémon and My Little Pony…’ she thought to herself as she began shopping, placing hair berets and jewelry into the basket she carried.

Killua and Alluka usually got a few different gifts on Christmas, some from “Santa” and some from her and the other adults. Alluka and Nanika stil believed in Santa, while Killua didn’t. He still liked the tradition though, and played along for his little sister’s sake.

As (Name) went to pick up a bat themed hair clip, she felt someone else’s hand brush against hers.

“(Name).”

Her hand was grabbed, the woman looking up to see none other than Illumi standing before her. His long black hair was pulled back into a braid while he wore a casual pair of slacks and a purple turtleneck.

“Illumi? Strange seeing you here, what do you want?”

(Name) wasn’t dumb, she knew if Illumi was there he was there for a reason. The dark haired man smiled, his grip tightening on her hand. “You weren’t answering your phone, so I tracked you.”

She blinked, reaching for her phone. “Ah, it’s dead. I didn’t even notice, sor- wait did you say you tracked me!?”

He nodded nonchalantly, as if tracking her down was the most normal thing in the world. “Yes, I needed to inform you that I was in town and that we will be having our date tomorrow at 6 pm sharp.”

“And I had to know this immediately? You didn’t have to track me-“

“I did. I assume you already know this, but your power makes you quite the target for kidnapping. You being dangerous isn’t the only reason the Hunter Association is keeping an eye on you.”

(Name) puffed out her chubby cheeks in a pout, staring up at the tall man. “Yeah, yeah, lower your voice. I don’t like others knowing-“

“Others? You mean that blonde boy?”

Her face heated up instantly, and she huffed. “His name is Kurapika, and yes I’d rather he not know about… all of that.”

Illumi raised an eyebrow in amusement. “I hate to break it to you, but he knows you’re under surveillance. He just doesn’t know why… completely.”

(Name) paused, her aura flaring up as she looked hip, her eyes darkening. “Illumi, don’t play with me. How much does he know?”

Before she could even finish her sentence, the man had jumped back 15 feet to get out of her Ben’s radius. “Don’t kill the messenger, (Name). He only knows that something happened during the Chimera Ant incident, and that it had something to do with your abilities being dangerous.”

She let out a relieved sigh, her aura relaxing. “Fuck, Illumi, lead with that next time, I nearly turned you into a pile of ash.”

Illumi laughed, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “No, you wouldn’t have. You don’t have it in you to kill me. I can tell.”

He used two of his long slender fingers to pinch her cheek. “You’ve killed once, sure, but don’t get ahead of yourself. You’re still too soft, killing that man destroyed you, didn’t it?”

She pushed his hand away, scowling. “Shut up, you’re really testing your luck, Illumi.”

“Ah, ah, ah, you shouldn’t be so rude to someone that helped you. Perhaps I’ll tell the blonde boy what really happened-“

She grabbed his hand and squeezed it, staring up at him. “Illumi.”

He went quiet, looking down at her in mild amusement. She was being completely serious this time, and he knew to go any further may end up pushing his luck. Illumi pulled his hand away and shook it lightly. “Oh, truly you’re no fun. Hisoka would have found that hilarious.”

“It’s hard to tell when you’re joking when your face is always completely neutral, Illumi.”

He shrugged, his big, dark eyes staring down at her. (Name) crossed her arms, looking up at him. “Back on topic, where will our date be?”

“It’ll be at that new restaurant uptown.”

She blinked at him, quiet for a moment. “Illumi, I won’t be able to afford th-“

“Is it not normal for the man to pay for the date? Don’t worry, you won’t owe me anything for it.”

Illumi raised his hand and placed it on her head, rubbing his palm against her hair. It was an awkward attempt at some sort of affection, leaving (Name) confused and with messy hair. “See you then, (Name).”

And with that, he was gone. She tried her best to smooth out her hair when she heard someone running towards her. Wait no, there were two people sprinting her way!

“(Name)!”

Kurapika and Leorio panted softly as they reached her, both bent over to catch their breath.

“Your… aura… spiked,” Kurapika was able to get out, his cheeks red. Leorio nodded and waved his hand in acknowledgment of Kurapika’s statement.

“It’s… nothing. Just saw something scary.”

“Scary? Are you alright?”

Leorio and Kurapika were on her in seconds, the former checking her for injuries while the latter held onto her hand in a comforting manner. “Oh my god, I’m fine!”

She laughed, pushing them both away, but inside she felt… fuzzy. Them running to supposedly rescue or help get made her feel safe and protected. (Name) grew up fending for herself, so it was nice to taken care of sometimes and have someone worry over her.

Kurapika blushed slightly when she laughed, his heart doing flips in his chest at the way her eyes crinkled and her cheeks warmed up. She was happy, truly and genuinely happy, and that made him happy.

“(Name)… you’re so pretty.”

To Kurapika, this was an absolute truth. (Name) was beauty itself, the moon that shined in the dark and guided his way. The woman’s face heated up, her eyes going wide with surprise.

“Pretty?”

Kurapika hummed softly, reaching out to cup her cheek. “Mmm… no, not pretty. Beautiful, gorgeous, radiant…”

He planted a kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering for a moment before he pulled away. “Just… perfect.”

They shared a soft look with one another, Kurapika about to lean in for another kiss when Leorio pulled him back by the collar. “Alright lover boy, we have an appointment to keep.”

Kurapika struggled against Leorio’s hold, still a bit weak from inebriation. “Appointment? What are you talking about?”

“I made one while you were lost.”

“Lost? You lost Kurapika!?”

Leorio paused, glancing at (Name)’s angry expression before sprinting away. “Sorry (Name), gotta go or well be late!”

Kurapika stumbled as he ran, being dragged by Leorio. “Hey, slow down, your freakishly long legs are going to make me fall!”

Leorio stopped in front of a store, one that sold customized suits. Kurapika took a moment to catch his breath before speaking. “A tailor? Why the hell do we have an appointment with a tailor?”

The taller man rolled his eyes. “Your last suit is ripped and covered in blood. I got an appointment for myself, but I figured you would need one too.”

Kurapika, still coming off of his high stared at Leorio for a moment, connecting the dots. “Ah… that’s right.”

“And you didn’t hear it from me, but (Name) loves a well dressed man.”

Kurapika’s shoulders straightened, and he booked it into the department, nearly stumbling and losing his balance. “Well come on, it’s rude to miss an appointment!”

————————

(Name) sat in the food court, several bags by her feet as she sleepily munched on a cheap burger. She finally got her shopping done, ans with a quick glance at her watch, she realized it was nearly 3 am.

She rubbed her tired eyes, glancing around. ‘Where are they? It’s been an hour since I last saw them…’

The employees could be seen putting up cheap Christmas decorations as the mall became less crowded. (Name) looked between the Christmas tree and the lights being hung up as she got lost in thought.

‘This will be my first Christmas with Kurapika…’

That thought warmed her cheeks and heart, along with the knowledge that he planned on asking her out soon. Killua would never lie or play a trick was cruel as that on her or Gon, so she was going to keep waiting patiently for him. Even the smallest chance of him liking her made her nearly combust.

He had always been so alluring, with his pretty eyes and kind smile. There had been bumps in the road with him, yeah, but (Name) was sure he had changed!

At least, she really hoped he had. For both of their sakes.

There was, however, a nagging fear in the back of her mind telling her that he would abandon her all over again for a chance to kill the phantom troupe or gather a pair of the scarlet eyes. She figured that no, he wouldn’t do that after choosing to save her over collecting the eyes.

Right? He slipped up and hurt her feelings at times, but he wouldn’t do that again…

Her mind drifted back to the painful fact that Kurapika still hadn’t apologized for his actions in York New, or even attempted to explain WHY he said such things to her. It’s still confused and hurt her. Did he like her, if he couldn’t apologize for something so awful? Sure he’d given her apologies for his small fuck ups since he came back, but he hadn’t done it for the one that caused their separation in the first place.

It was almost like he was holding onto that apology, in case he needed to leave again. That thought hurt (Name) the most, knowing he might be keeping her at arms length, that me might even be using her hurt for his own gain. Would he apologize for that incident to butter her up after he messed up again?

She shook her head. No, (Name) didn’t want to think of Kurapika in that light. He was trying to better, wasn’t that enough?

But she knew it really wasn’t. Kurapika had issues, everyone did, but he used his anger and hate to fuel him. When your life is based on anger and hate, it’s hard to love. Kurapika wasn’t good for her at the end of the day. He was on a path of destruction that no one should follow, unless they wanted to get burned.

(Name) knew this, but despite it all she couldn’t bring herself to let him go. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t. He was everything to her, the reason she stayed alive when she was barely hanging on.

She wanted to believe he would get better, that if she kept by his side he would change for her.

That’s all she could do, was believe in him and his ability to change for the better. Was this healthy? No, but when Kurapika was near, (Name) felt whole, complete. Being apart from him had nearly killed her, though sometimes he wondered if he felt the same. Was she just a desperate, clingy girl to him? Someone he could easily take advantage of because of her soft heart and trusting nature?

‘No! No… stop it, you can’t think like that. Kurapika isn’t that type of guy, he… he wouldn’t. He would never take advantage of me.’

She sighed softly, placing her half eaten burger on the small tray in front of her. After a good sip of her soda, (Name) nearly screamed when she felt someone hug her from behind.

It was just Leorio, the man hugging her while also grabbing the remains of her burger and taking a big bite. “Hey, sunshine. Hope you didn’t have to wait too long.”

She pouted a little as he finished off her burger. “It wasn’t too long, I just finished shopping myself.”

Leorio nodded, stealing a fry before standing back up. “Got a new suit, what do you think?”

She turned hummed in acknowledgment, looking him up and down. “Looking sharp as always, Leorio. Navy blue is certainly your color.”

Leorio blushed, giving her a flustered smile as someone cleared their throat behind him.

(Name) looked past Leorio to see Kurapika standing there in a suit tailored to his specific tastes and shape. His hair was combed neatly, falling past his shoulders as his cheeks turned a soft pink color under her gaze.

“Oh wow, aren’t you handsome? Mmm…”

She walked forward and ran her hand over the fabric of his suit, humming softly. “It’s nice, and it suits you well… you needed a new one, didn’t you? This is perfect.”

He struggled to speak for a second as her hands roamed his chest and shoulders, the blonde’s cheeks turning from pink to red. “Uh thanks. Thank you.”

She smiled and pulled her hands away, causing the blonde to involuntarily huff. ‘Wait, what was that?’

He blushed, feeling like a spoiled child with the way his body reacted to her retreating warmth. His high was nearly gone, so he was a bit more conscious of his actions and the way they made him look.

“Oh, you still need me.”

She seemed to assume he was still being clingy due to his inebriation, so (Name) held him close to her, smiling as her arm locked with his.

‘Oh… this is nice…’

Maybe he could be clingy for a little longer, until the fog fully cleared from his head. She didn’t seem to mind after all, and having her close to him was all he really wanted.

———————

They got home at nearly 4 am, and the three slept in while Alluka and Killua left to play by the creek. At around 1 pm, (Name) got up to start preparing for her date with Illumi.

First she would have to cook an early dinner and put the food away so they could eat while she was gone. Then, she walked upstairs to figure out what she would wear.

She didn’t care too much about the date, she wasn’t interested in Illumi in the least, but she also didn’t want to have to redo the date if she didn’t adhere to his tastes enough. (Name) was still trying to figure out WHY he wanted a date with her.

Her eyes stopped on a certain dress a friend bought her, and she paused. ‘Well… this is the most elegant dress I own…’

She put it on, then set about doing her hair and makeup, finally finishing up by 4:30 pm. She placed her heels on then walked downstairs, lifting the long fabric of her dress so she wouldn’t trip.

Kurapika and Leorio were sitting in the living room, the blonde going over a map of something while the taller man listened intently. They looked up when she was walked past. Kurapika’s jaw fell open, and he stumbled out of his chair and towards her.

Before he could get a word in, she opened her purse and reapplied her lipstick as she stared into her compact mirror. “Dinner is in the fridge, I shouldn’t be out too late. Make sure the kids don’t get into any trouble, bye!”

She gave him a smile before leaving, her swaying hips making him babble incoherently as she closed the door behind her.

She left before he could ask a single question. Where was she going? Why was she so dressed up? Was she going on a date, and if it was, could he reasonably take the person she was meeting in a fight?

Leorio watched as Kurapika tugged on his coat and put on his shoes. “Uh, what are you doing?”

“I’m… following her. To make sure she’s okay.”

“To make sure she’s not going on a date, you mean?”

The blondes eyebrow twitched, and Leorio sighed. “You know, if you had asked her out weeks ago this wouldn’t be happening. She’s gorgeous, and a full grown woman. She can do whatever she wants.”

But even as Leorio said this, Kurapika could sense jealousy in his voice. “You don’t like this either, Leorio. I… won’t do anything stupid, and I’ll keep you informed.”

Leorio stayed quiet for a moment before sighing. “Alright, but if you get caught, I had nothing to do with this.”

Kurapika left without another word, using his phone to track her location. She offered to do this so he wouldn’t worry so much when they were on missions together, and now he was using her kindness to his own advantage.

As he ran along the sidewalk, he wondered if what he was doing was right. Even if she was going on a date, was that really any of his business? They weren’t dating, and he hadn’t exactly been the kindest to get over the years. Maybe the man she was meeting would treat her better than he ever could, and that thought made him pause outside the restaurant.

“Hey, blondie! Get over here!”

Kurapika nearly yelped when he was pulled into a bush, his mouth being covered by a clawed, pale hand. “Oh, don’t tell me you’re my brother’s date, I thought you liked mom!”

“Killua?”

His voice was muffled by the white haired boys hand, but with a turn of his head Kurapika’s guess was confirmed. “Yeah, it’s me. Why are you here?”

“Why are you here? I thought you were playing with Alluka in the backyard!”

Killua huffed, rolling his eyes. “I was, until I got told by Milluki that Illumi had a date near me. I came to spy and maybe mess with him a bit. It makes up a little for him trying to brainwash me or whatever.”

Kurapika ignored the last part, instead latching onto the knowledge that Illumi was here, on a date. The realization of what may be reality was dawning on him, making the blonde’s head swim.

“I’m… I’m here because (Name)’s location said she was here. She left the house all dressed up…”

Killua stared at Kurapika for a moment, putting all the puzzle pieces together. “You don’t think…”

They both shivered, peeking out of the bush when they sensed (Name)’s aura. Thankfully the two had thought to use Zetsu before they arrived to hide their own auras.

They peeked out of the bush just in time to see (Name) stepping out of her car, a tall man holding her hand to help her out. “You look divine, (Name).”

The two stared wide eyed as Illumi Zoldyck kissed her hand, the man wearing a lavish suit. Kurapika felt his blood pressure rise, his fists clenching as he tried to control his anger.

“Thanks… you look nice too.”

Kurapika wasn’t able to tell that (Name) looked visually uncomfortable with Illumi’s touch, he was too blinded by seething hatred and jealousy. Illumi was touching her, his angel, and he wouldn’t stand for it.

“Listen man, I’m just as freaked out by this as you, but you’ve gotta cool down.”

Killua pulled him back before he could jump out of the bush and strangle Illumi to death. “Just be patient, let’s follow them in.”

The two waited for a few minutes after (Name) and Illumi walked into the restaurant before they followed behind.

“Okay, follow my lead. Just don’t act… like yourself.”

Kurapika rolled his eyes, smoothing out his tabard as they stood up. “I know how to act in scenarios like this, I work as a bodyguard for the upper class. I’ve been to restaurants like these a thousand times.”

“Oh really? And how many of those situations included (Name)?”

Kurapika went quiet, giving the white haired boy an annoyed glare. “… that’s besides the point.”

“I actually think that’s the entire point, if we’re being honest. Why else would you be here?”

“You just love pissing me off don’t you?”

“Your reactions are pretty funny.”

Kurapika decided to ignore him, remembering (Name)’s advice. Killua was provoking him, he had to remember that when speaking to him. “Let’s get this over with.”

The restaurant had cool, unnatural lighting that left one feeling uneasy and exposed. Although it was chilly outside, there seemed to be no relief from the cold weather inside. If Kurapika had to guess, he’d assume it was below 60°F.

If you wanted a comfortable place to eat, this was not the place. You would find more comfort eating on the ground of a public gas station bathroom. Despite the high quality furniture and food, Kurapika would have much preferred having dinner at home with (Name) and his friends.

The two spotted (Name) and Illumi sitting at a candlelight table a few feet away. Illumi seemed to stare at her without blinking as (Name) tried to look everywhere but at the man across from her.

“What are they even doing here? I’ll be honest Kurapika, you’re pretty low on the list of people I want mom to end up with, but you’re higher than Illumi, that’s for damn sure.”

“… how much higher?”

Killua didn’t answer that one, instead ducking behind a fake potted plant. “They’re ordering their food.”

(Name) glanced from the menu to Illumi, trying to order her food without stuttering. He stared at her with a blank face, his big and dark eyes almost staring into her soul. It made her nervous to be observed like an object under a microscope.

“I’ll um… have the salmon platter, with broccoli and corn as a side,” she said softly before handing her menu back to the waiter.

“I’ll have the same.”

(Name) blinked as Illumi did the same as her, before folding his hands in his lap neatly. He went back to staring at her afterwards, but (Name) had enough of that.

“So… how have you been lately?”

Illumi thought for a moment before responding. “I recently completed a job where I had to kill 30 people within a four day time limit.”

He said this as if it was a completely normal topic of conversation. Illumi was an assassin, yeah, but so was Killua, but he could at least read the mood.

“That’s… impressive.”

It hurt Kurapika just a little to see her in the dress he bought her while she was on a date with another man. It was a gift and she could use it however she wanted, but it still made his heart ache. “Why do you think she would ever go on a date with him? He’s a total creep.”

Killua sighed. “I’m not sure, but judging from her uncomfortable expression I don’t think she’s here for fun.”

(Name) sipped on her wine quietly, attempting to find at least one thing to talk about. She looked around the restaurant and scanned Illumi, before her eyes stopped on his neck.

A high quality, knitted scarf hung around his neck, a dark purple in color. It was the only pop of color in his entire outfit, and something (Name) could latch into.

“Oh, Illumi, that scarf is so nice, where did you get it from?”

She then cursed herself. ‘Damn it (Name), it’s probably from some luxury brand you’ve never heard of, you’re just going to see like an idiot.’

“I made it myself.”

Silence.

It was her turn to stare into his face unabashedly, her eyebrow raised and head tilted. “You… made it? You know how to knit?”

Illumi summoned his needles, making the girl flinch. “Would you like a demonstration?”

———————

Kurapika and Killua sat at a table a good 10 feet away from the two, using menus to cover their faces. Thankfully, by the time they got close enough to listen in on their conversation, (Name) had become focused on Illumi and his handiwork.

“Oh wow, Illumi! You just knitted an entire sweater in 2 minutes, that’s incredible!”

Kurapika nearly barfed whne he could see the faintest tint of pink appear on Illumi’s face from (Name)’s genuine compliment. “… oh… thank you, (Name). It’s something to keep me busy when I’m between jobs. I picked it up when I was 13 after getting kidnapped for ransom money.”

“Ah.”

(Name) sighed, and quickly tried to push past that. “Well I’m glad you picked it up, you’re really talented! Honestly, I bet you could sell your creations first good money-“

“I do.”

“Oh.”

(Name) played with her food. The topic of his scarf was starting to run dry, he was giving short answers again. What else could she possibly talk about though?

That’s when Illumi made his move. “So… how is Killua?”

Killua noticed (Name) stiffen at Illumi’s question. She was immediately on guard, and would be able to detect any malicious intent. “… he’s fine.”

“And Alluka?”

“She’s doing well.”

Illumi folded his hands under his chin, his eyes softening ever so slightly. “I see. That’s… good. It’s nearly Christmas time, I know buying presents for them and keeping them clothed and fed can’t be easy. Mother hates that her children prefer staying with you, and she’s barely kept from killing you herself by the fact that if she did, she would incur Kilua’s wrath. He made it very clear to us that you are not to be touched.”

(Name) nodded slowly, Killua doing his best to keep his anger under control. ‘He’s talking too much, he needs to shut his mouth.’

“Well, perhaps she should think about why Killua and Alluka prefer staying with me. They feel safer and cared for in my home. I don’t like separating families, but I also don’t like children being… mistreated.”

Illumi stayed quiet, as if thinking this over. (Name) wasn’t going to hold back her thoughts on their parenting methods, not one bit. Killua and Alluka were both deeply traumatized individuals, and a lot of that trauma stemmed from the way they were brought up.

“They… really do seem to care for you. That much is obvious with a simple look at their aura when you’re around. I’ve… never seen Killua as relaxed as that. He’s… changing.”

(Name) nodded. “Yeah he is, he goes to therapy every Tuesday and does his best to improve himself because he cares about me and his friends. He doesn’t want to be an assassin, and even if he did I would support whatever choice he makes. He doesn’t have a set path to follow in my house, he can be whoever he wants to be, and that in and of itself is freeing.”

Kurapika noticed Killua’s grasp on his menu tightening, and behind it the boy was tearing up. He already knew all of this in his heart, but to hear (Name) state how much she cared for him made Killua want to sob.

The blonde wasn’t completely sure what to do, but he reached out a hand to hold onto Killua’s, squeezing gently. It’s something (Name) had done to comfort Kurapika several times before, and when Killua began to relax, he sighed with relief knowing it worked.

As (Name) and Illumi finished their dessert, (Name) wiped her face before smiling politely. “Thank you for taking me out, I really appreciate it, and surprisingly this was pretty nice.”

Illumi nodded, but when she stood up to leave he grabbed her hand. “Wait, (Name).”

She turned back to look at him, only to see his face quickly approaching hers.

Time slowed down for the restaurant. As Illumi’s lips inched ever closer to (Name)’s, a certain blonde had enough, throwing down his menu and sprinting towards the table. Killua follows suit, attempting to stop Illumi and Kurapika from getting into a fight.

Before anything could happen, (Name) placed her palm over Illumi’s lips, stopping him from kissing her. The man tilted his head and stared at her questioningly.

“Sorry, Illumi… but there’s only one person I want to kiss.”

She glanced at Kurapika, who stood right in front of their table, his eyes wide with both shock and relief. “It looks like my escort home is here. Bye, Illumi. See you later!”

She gave Illumi a genuine smile, getting a slight upturn of his lips in return. Kurapika stared menacingly at Illumi as he helped (Name) up, puffing out his chest and keeping a hand on her hip the entire time, claiming her as his.

As they walked out of the restaurant, (Name) reached into the bush outside and pulled Killua out by the arm, before grabbing Kurapika’s hand. “Can you two explain why you were spying on my date?”

“W-well I came here because I heard my brother was on a date and I wanted to ruin it, but I didn’t when I saw it was you.”

That sounded plausible enough to (Name). “And you, Pika?”

He stayed quiet for a moment, his heart thumping against his chest. This was it, if he was going to confess to her this would be the perfect chance to.

“I… um…”

His cheeks began turning pink as he tried to get the words out. “(Name)…”

Kurapika cleared his throat and took her hand, his face turning red. “I like you… and… I want to go on a date with you!”

(Name) felt her entire body heat up as her heart raced. She was beyond flustered, feeling her heart thump against her chest wildly. She felt so happy, the man she was in love with liked her, and wanted to take her out! “You… you like me?”

He nodded rapidly, squeezing her hand. “Y-yes! I do!”

“… and that’s why you crashed my date?”

Kurapika’s blush intensified as (Name) gave him a cheeky smile. “… no, I… I crashed your date because… because I couldn’t stand you… seeing someone else. It made me…”

“Jealous? Angry? Seethe with rage and contempt?” Killua offered. Kurapika sent him a look before nodding.

“Yes… I was jealous.”

If him confessing to her wasn’t enough, the fact that he cared about her enough to be jealous over her made (Name) swoon. She looked away shyly, nodding her head and playing with her hair.

“W-well… I would love to go on a date with you, Kurapika.”

This nearly gave Kurapika a heart attack, and he was so close to melting from happiness. He had done it, he asked her out and she said yes! What more could he-

“But… I have one condition.”

Kurapika paused, then moved closer to her, cupping her cheek in his hand. “I’ll do anything, (Name).”

She smiled, leaning into his touch. “I… want to bring Leorio and Killua along.”

Kurapika froze, his hand squished against her cheek as he processed that information. “You… want to bring them on our date?”

Even Killua was a bit surprised by this. “Mom, no offense, but I don’t want to be around when you two get all mushy.”

“Well… it’s not going to be a date exactly. We’ll be going out together, but…”

(Name) looked down, interlocking her fingers with Kurapika’s. “I’d feel… more comfortable if Leorio and Killua were there with me. I… haven’t been alone with you a lot, Pika.”

Did she not trust him still? That nearly broke Kurapika’s heart, to know she might still fear he may hurt her if they were left alone together, but… the last time he was with her alone, it ended with her in the hospital.

“I… I understand. As long… as I get some alone time with you.”

She nodded and squeezed his hand again. “Thank you for being so understanding. I… I do like you, Kurapika, and I want to have a nice date. It’s just…”

She trailed off, looking at the ground. Kurapika pulled her close to him, kissing the top of her head. “You don’t have to explain yourself. I’ll make this outing the best thing possible, you’re going to love it!”

(Name) nodded, her cheeks warming up. “I’ll count on it.”

———————

In one of the early weeks of December, Kurapika, Leorio, Killua, and (Name) journeyed out into the winter weather. (Name) and Kurapika walked next to each other, looking away from one another shyly as Killua and Leorio trailed behind him.

“So where is this date taking place exactly?” Leorio asked. Kurapika huffed, crossing his arms.

“It’s a surprise.”

(Name) giggled. She had been in an amazing mood the past few weeks, waiting as patiently as possible for their date to come. Kurapika had to leave soon after her date with Illumi for a mission, but when he got back, he had their own date planned out and ready for the next day. “I happen to love surprises.”

“I know, angel.”

She blushed at the nickname, and with a shy look, she reached out to take his hand. This was a pleasant surprise to the blonde. He made sure to hold her hand gently, rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.

Leorio and Killua grimaced at the displays of affection between the two. ‘Gross.’

Kurapika was still struggling to accept the long term consequences of his decision to be with her, but right now he was happy. Her hand was in his, she was smiling, and he loved her. Couldn’t that be enough?

He covered her eyes before they reached the spot for their date. “Hehe, Pika! You really want to surprise me, don’t you?”

“Yes, anything for my angel.”

She felt her heart beat faster again. He was treating her like a princess, she felt so special. (Name) had a lot of interests, and she was so excited to see what he planned for her.

“Okay, you can look now.”

He pulled his hands away, revealing an ice skating rink. The woman blinked, glancing between him and the ice. “We’re… ice skating?”

He nodded enthusiastically, smiling. “Yes, I already paid for both of our skates!”

“Oh. That’s… so sweet.”

She looked to Killua and Leorio for support, but they just sent her a confused look. They didn’t know this is where Kurapika was planning on taking them. “Ah… Kurapika, you do know I’m pretty clumsy, right?”

He nodded, holding her hand. “Yes, but don’t worry, I’ll be there to catch you when you fall!”

His words sent a chill down her spine, forcing her to remember when he made a similar promise before. He had broken it, and with one look at (Name), he also remembered it. “I-I… I promise, I… I will catch you… this time.”

(Name) decided to trust in him, sitting down and holding out her foot. “Okay, okay. Can you help me get my skates on? I’ve never skated before.”

“Oh, I haven’t either.”

‘Oh dear.’

Leorio, who had been ice skating before, ended up lacing up her skates and helping her over to the skating rink. Kurapika was already standing outside of the rink, smiling. “I’ll go first. Really, it’s not that bad, Killua was speeding by here a second a-“

As soon as he stepped out onto the ice, he fell into his face. “Pika!”

(Name) got out into the ice, nearly slipping herself as she scooted over on her knees to help him up. “Oh fuck, you’re bleeding!”

He groaned as (Name) and Leorio helped him off the ice and onto a bench. His nose was bleeding, staining the new white sweater he bought just for their date. “Oh, Pika…”

She gently wiped his nose before dabbing at the blood on his shirt, using her free hand to heal his wound. “I can get that stain out of your sweater when we get home, you can just wear your jacket over it for now, if you still want to skate.”

He nodded, tenderly touching his nose. “Yeah… I want to skate. I kind of… rented the entire skating rink for the day and… I wanted us to have a good time..”

(Name) sighed, finding his need to make their “date” fun endearing. “Okay, we’ll go out together. Just try not to get too hurt, I can’t use too much nen. I’ll pass out.”

He felt bad for making her use already, Kurapika wouldn’t ask again.

The two held onto each other as they stepped out into the ice, (Name) yelping as she slipped. Like he promised, Kurapika caught her, at the expense of his legs getting scraped. She didn’t get out unscathed however, she ended up quite bruised herself. “Careful, angel. I’ve got you.”

They helped each other back up, clinging to each other as they attempted to learn how to skate. Killua attempted to skate over and help (Name), but Leorio stopped him.

Despite them falling over constantly and getting all beat up, they were both laughing as they helped each other back up.

“It’s not the skating that matters, they’d have fun regardless, as long as they were together.”

After a few hours of practicing, (Name) was finally able to skate across the rink without falling on her butt. Kurapika cheered from the other side of the rink as she skated back into his arms.

As she attempted to stop, she couldn’t, so Kurapika caught her to slow her down. “You did great, I’m still falling on my ass.”

(Name) smiled up at him, her eyes crinkling as she giggled. “You know, I could try and teach you, but not for free.”

Kurapika raised an eyebrow in amusement. “Oh? And what would the payment be?”

She held up one finger, her face heating up. “Just one kiss…”

The blondes face flushed, and with a nod, her cupped her cheeks. His hands were cold and her cheeks were warm, making her shudder as he pulled her closer. “That’s a reasonable ask, (Name). Maybe you should raise your prices. How about I throw in a few more kisses as a tip for my teacher being so cute?”

Her eyes fluttered as his thumb brushed over her lip. “Mmph… that would be very kind of you, Pika.”

The two leaned forward, only an inch between them when an employee peeked into the rink. “Mr. Kurta? Your time is up, thank you for skating! Please make your way out of the rink and return the skates at the counter.

The employee blushed when she spotted Kurapika embracing (Name), the blonde looking annoyed that their moment was interrupted. He leaned forward and kissed (Name)’s forehead. “I guess you’ll have to teach me some other time.”

“Mhm… but you can always pay ahead of time.”

Kurapika blushed, then sighed softly. “Later, let’s get these skates returned.”

———————

Leorio and Killua trailed behind (Name) and Kurapika as they all walked home. The former two had a blast doing their own thing, just keeping an eye on the latter two to make sure (Name) was safe and comfortable.

Now, they just felt like third wheels as the two in front of the laughed and held hands. “I think it was a success.”

“Yeah, you could say that. Should we..?”

“Yeah, let’s get out of here.”

Leorio and Killua took the shortcut home, leaving Kurapika and (Name) to their own devices as they made their own way back to (Name)’s house.

“Ugh, my hands are freezing. I should have brought my mittens…”

The thought of (Name) in mittens did make Kurapika melt, but he used her forgetful side to his own advantage. He grabbed her hands and gently blew warm air onto her palms, planting sneaky kisses long her fingers. “Come here, I’ll warm them up.”

“P-Pika…”

She moved closer, her face nuzzled into his shoulder as he held her to him. “Would my angel like some hot chocolate? That might warn you up some more.”

She nodded, humming in contentment as he led her down the sidewalk.

The two walked hand in hand to a small hot chocolate stand. Kurapika ordered and paid for two hot chocolates, the two continuing their stroll home, now sipping at their warm drinks. “Ahh… thank you Pika, this was a great idea.”

He couldn’t help but adore the way she held the cup in her hands to keep her fingers warm, gently blowing on the steam before taking another sip. ‘She’s so cute…’

As the two reached home, Kurapika stopped on the porch, turning to look at her. “I’m… sorry this date ended up being so… painful.”

He looked over her bandaged and bruised legs, wincing slightly. “It’s okay, I had fun! And…”

She pulled him closer to her, cupping his cheek. “This weekend, I want you to come with me when I go Christmas shopping. We can… make it an actual date.”

The two laughed, Kurapika’s hands lowering to her hips. “That would be nice, (Name).”

They both leaned forward, sharing a soft kiss. They stayed still for a moment, their lips locking together sweetly as Kurapika’s hands squeezed at the fat of her hips. (Name) pulled away with a smile, looking tired.

“Come on, let’s get inside before we freeze to death.”

Kurapika nodded, opening the door for her. His eyes followed her plump ass as she walked inside, barely keeping himself from popping a boner.

‘We… we went on a date.’

The fact was still sinking in. Not only had they gone on a date, but she had already asked him out on another one.

He couldn’t be any happier.

———————

(Name) sat on her bed, her eyes catching on the yellowing envelope that sat on her dresser. It was the suicide note she wrote back before the exam, and she always felt herself drawn to it after spending time with Kurapika.

Every time she had suicidal thoughts, she added a little sticky note with the date and reason for those thoughts or urges. It was her way of coping and trying to get those thoughts safely out of her head.

Although she had fun with Kurapika, the lingering knowledge that he still hadn’t apologized for his actions made her heart ache, especially when his actions had hurt her so badly she had added a new sticky note to her suicide note.

She looked over the sticky note, tears falling from her eyes.

September 16th

Am I just a burden to him, my Pika Kurapika? It hurts, everything hurts. I know I can’t die and leave Killua, Gon, and Leorio all alone… but I want to. Maybe that’s what Kurapika wants, for me to be gone and out of his way. Maybe I want that too.

The note was written out of anger and bitter sadness. She could barely look at it without feeling the lingering resentment she had for Kurapika. (Name) didn’t want to hate Kurapika or see him as a bad person, she loved him way too much… but she also wanted to know if he truly loved her.

‘I’ll… I’ll at least give him a chance. He… claims to like me, and… he’s trying.’

(Name) placed the letter back on her dresser, sighing softly. ‘Pika… please… don’t break my heart again. I… I don’t know if I can take it.’

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Fixer Upper

Part 7

Perv!Kurapika x Reader

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It was Wednesday, and (Name) was busy in the kitchen. As per usual, when she was nervous, she bakes until she passed out.

And she had a good reason to be nervous.

Illumi was due to arrive at some point in the day, the fact she didn’t know when only causing her anxiety to spike. She’d asked the kids to spend the day out in the small patch of woods a few miles away, but worried that wouldn’t be far enough.

“(Name), that’s the fourth cake you’ve baked today. Is something the matter?”

Kurapika stood behind her, peeking over her shoulder to the cake she was currently frosting. The girl clutched the bag of icing just tight enough for it to squirt all over the cake.

“Shit!”

She moved past the blonde and grabbed a kitchen knife to smooth out the icing. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

He looked at the cake closer. It was red velvet with a buttercream frosting.

“No, it’s fine. I wasn’t going for any complex design anyways.”

Kurapika watched as she expertly smoothed out the icing in one quick motion. It was always fascinating to watch her work, her skill evident in the way she completed her baked good quickly and efficiently.

A buzzing sound was heard from her pocket. A bit too fast for him not to notice, she pulled her phone out and scanned the screen, her eyes widening.

She placed the dirtied knife into the sink before pulling off her apron.

(Name) pulled out her phone and quickly called Killua.

“(Name)? Did something happen?”

“No, no. I just wanted to know when you’d be home.”

“I don’t know, maybe in an hour? Gon found a snake’s shedded skin so we’re trying to find it.”

(Name) grimaced at the mention of them touching something so gross, but didn’t react.

“I see. Well, if you happen to come home earlier can you stop by the store and pick up some eggs? I’ve seemed to have run out.”

“Yeah sure. Gon wanted popsicles anyway.”

(Name) hung up before letting out a relieved sigh.

“What’s got you so worked up?”

Kurapika leaned against the counter, watching her with a mix of concern and amusement.

“Well… we’ll be having a guest over. Not for long though, I hope.”

She had whispered the last part, but he heard it nonetheless.

“Is our guest unpleasant or something?”

“Kind of? He’ll be here in 30 minutes.”

‘He?’

Kurapika scowled. Was some man showing up to bother (Name)? It irritated him to think about. “I see. Tell me when he gets here and I’ll greet him with you.”

“Oh um, actually…”

She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. “We’re actually going to be talking in private, outside. Sorry, Kurapika.”

The blonde bit his lip. She usually always accepted his offers to accompany her places, especially when she had to meet with someone that made her uncomfortable.

“…”

He gave her a forced smile. “I see. I’ll be in my room, then. I have some calls to make regarding the scarlet eyes.”

Kurapika brushed past her and left for his room.

—————

30 minutes later and there was a knock at the front door. (Name) threw her apron on a nearby chair and hurried out the front door.

Unbeknownst to her, Kurapika snuck into the living room to watch the meeting through the window.

“(Name), I see you’ve been busy baking.”

She gave him a curious look. “How did you know?”

“There’s frosting in your hair.”

The girl swiped at her hair quickly and flung the frosting to the ground. ‘God that’s embarrassing.’

Illumi didn’t seem to care, though. He only watched her with those big dark eyes.

“I have what you wanted.”

He reached into his jacket and pulled out a large brown parcel wrapped in a pink bow. To an unknowing onlooker, it would look like he was presenting her with a gift.

And that’s what Kurapika automatically assumed.

‘Why is Illumi here, and wait… why is he giving her a gift!?’

(Name) took the package, her face beaming. “Thank you so much, Illumi! I owe you one.”

“Of course you do, that was our arrangement.”

Ah, she’d forgotten how literally he took everything.

“Yeah… so speaking of that, what exactly do you want in return for this?”

Kurapika’s grip on the curtain tightened when he saw the look on Illumi’s face while he peered down at her. He couldn’t hear anything they were saying, and it was driving him crazy.

“It simple really. I would like to go on a date with you.”

Time froze, and so did (Name). She felt her mouth drop open and her cheeks grow warm.

“Can you repeat that?”

Illumi frowned. “I said I would like to go on a date with you.”

(Name) stared at him, looking for any signs that he might be joking. But Illumi wasn’t the joking type.

“When?”

The dark haired man shrugged. “I’m not sure. I’m not in town often, so I’ll just text you when I am.”

She pouted. Again, he was inconveniencing her with his inconsistent schedule.

“Alright, but you have to give me at least a days notice.”

“But of course.”

He smiled down at her, meaning to seem charming but only unnerving the shorter woman.

“I have to go. I look forward to our date, (Name).”

And with that, he was gone. (Name) would never get used to how fast Killua and him could move. She turned on her heels and opened the front door, running up to her room to hide the parcel. She’d open it later that night when everyone else was asleep.

As she walked back downstairs, (Name) spotted Kurapika lingering at the bottom of the stairs. He was holding something behind his back, his eyes trained on the ground.

“(Name).”

She gave him a questioning look. “… yes?”

He shoved something soft into her face, not looking at her. “Here.”

(Name) took a moment to process what it was before she smiled. “This is the plush you won at the carnival last week!”

He nodded. “Yes, and I want you to have it.”

“Why?”

His cheeks began to turn pink, but he was able to keep his voice calm.

“I just think it suits you better.”

He didn’t want to admit he’d been meaning to give it to her since their trip to the carnival, backing down every chance he got because he was too nervous.

But it seemed jealousy helped him conquer his fear.

(Name) took the plush with a giggle, holding it to her chest. “Aww, that’s so sweet of you, thank you Kurapika!”

(Name) stood on her tippy toes and planted a quick kiss on his cheek before returning to the kitchen to start on dinner.

Kurapika felt his entire body go hot, unable to move a single inch.

He cursed his sensitive body when he noticed himself grow hard just from a kiss on the cheek.

Kurapika rushed into his bedroom to take care of himself quickly.

————————

Kurapika seemed in a daze for the rest of the day, barely able to concentrate on his dinner. The cheek he’d been kissed on was still sensitive.

He’d never had such a reaction to her touch before. Even within the past week when he’d masturbated to the feeling of his face in her breasts, he hadn’t felt as good as he did when he came to the lingering sensation of her lips.

He wanted another kiss, one that he could taste this time.

KIllua watched as Kurapika sighed when (Name) left the next morning.

“What’s gotten into you?”

The blonde didn’t even look up at the white haired boy standing next to him. His eyes were trained on the book he’d swiped from (Name)’s picnic basket.

The book itself wasn’t enough to get him going, so he was able to read it without popping a boner in the living room.

“Nothing. Why do you ask?”

“You’ve been sighing all day. It’s getting annoying.”

Had he been sighing all day? He hadn’t noticed, Kurapika had been too busy thinking about (Name) and how cute she looked when she held the plush close to her. He could get used to that pretty smile she had when he gave her gifts.

“Hmm.”

Kurapika turned his attention back to his book.

“Isn’t that (Name)’s?”

Kurapika slammed the book shut. “… yes.”

Killua didn’t question him, only looking him up and down suspiciously.

(Name) returned a little later with groceries and Leorio, who she’d picked up after an exam.

“Guys, come here. I have a question I need to ask!”

The four boys gathered in the living room, (Name) standing in front of the TV.

“So, there’s a movie I want to go see Saturday. I was going to ask you about this tomorrow, but I figured now would be better!”

She pulled out a mini movie poster, with the title ‘Barbie Movie’ printed on the front.

“I want to go see the Barbie Movie with you all!”

They all exchanged looks, some confused, some intrigued.

“The Barbie Movie? That’s what you’ve been so excited about?”

(Name) frowned. “Killua how many times have I told you to not listen in on my phone calls?”

“Is it really listening in if you’re squealing about it so loud I can’t sleep?”

“… anyways, I’m buying tickets tomorrow, so if you want to go, I need to know before then!”

Kurapika tilted his head. “Barbie Movie? What is it about?”

(Name) smiled excitedly. “It’s about Barbie!”

“… what’s Barbie?”

The living room went quiet, Killua the first to speak. “Oh come on, I know you don’t know much about pop culture, but everyone’s knows what Barbie is.”

Kurapika frowned. “Well I don’t.”

Leorio took over the explanation. “Barbies are a line of dolls for children. They’re usually used for dress up.”

(Name) nodded. “That’s the gist! I’ve always loved the original animated Barbie movies, so I’m super excited to see the new one!”

The girl beamed at the group.

“Wouldn’t a movie about a toy for children be for… children? Why do you want to see it?”

(Name) paused, her excitement dying down. Oh no, he hadn’t meant for that to happen. Kurapika hated how her face fell at his words.

“Well… it’s just nostalgic for me, I guess. Reminds me of the days me and my brothers would play Barbies together. Before…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, wiping the frown off her face. “Anyways, if you want to come, you’ll need to wear something pink!”

“Pink?” they all asked in unison. None of them necessarily had a problem wearing pink, but a few of them had no pink items to wear.

“Yes! It’s part of the experience. I’ll be wearing pink too, of course! I bought a new dress just for the movie!”

With that, she left the four alone to put up the groceries.

“… do any of you have anything pink?” Killua asked.

“No.”

“Not anything suitable to be worn in public.”

“I wear the same outfit everyday.”

Killua sighed. “Looks like I’m the only one with any fashion sense. You three need to go shopping tomorrow.”

Kurapika sighed. “I can’t, I have several business meetings I have to attend to. They call at such inconvenient times…”

Killua glanced at Leorio. “I’ll get something, don’t worry about me.”

Kurapika and Gon were the only two Killua would have to worry about. Kurapika seemed like he would be way too busy to get himself a new pink clothing item, and Gon barely ever wore anything but the outfit he did everyday.

‘This isn’t going to be easy.’

———————

Killua and Leorio set out into town early the next morning, determined to look their best for (Name).

Killua already had his own pink accessories and clothing, so he’d be shopping for Gon today.

The two split off in the middle of town, Leorio heading to a men’s department store and Killua walking towards a kids clothing store.

It didn’t take him long to realize that there were little options that Gon would actually wear, and none of them pink. He went to three stores before giving up and buying himself some ice cream.

As Killua struggled to find anything suitable for Gon, (Name) had a predicament of her own.

Kurapika had just finished his second business call of the day, leaning against his bed with a huff. It was exhausting talking to people that he didn’t even like, especially when he could be hanging out around (Name).

“Kurapika?”

‘Speak of the devil…’

Kurapika stood up and opened his bedroom door to let his shorter friend in. “Hey, sorry but I was eavesdropping yesterday and heard you didn’t have anything to wear so I picked out some of my own pink shirts!”

She plopped down multiple shirts onto the bed. “You can try some and pick one out if you’d like! I have some cleaning to do, so I’ll leave you be!”

(Name) gave him a pat on the shoulder before leaving her shirts behind.

‘…’

Kurapika lifted the first shirt up, inspecting it. The shirt was mostly white, with a simple pink heart pattern decorating the fabric. It was cute, and fit her very well.

He pressed the fabric against his face and inhaled deeply.

“Mmph…”

Even though they’d been freshly washed, each shirt smelled distinctly of (Name). Hints of her strawberry scented perfume could be found on the fabric.

Unsurprisingly, he once again became aroused, but this time by her scent. It left him wanting more.

‘This is… new. Her scent makes me…’

He fell onto his bed after locking his door, holding her shirt to his face. It smelled so sweet, like (Name) was lying right next to him.

‘I feel so hot…’

He slipped his hand into his pants, slowly stroking his cock as he inhaled her scent again. He could imagine the softness of her boobs pressed against his face, and her thighs wrapped around his waist.

‘Kurapika, let me help you feel good…’

He imagined her hand slipping down his stomach and wrapping around his length as he sucked and licked her soft breasts. She was so, so sweet to him in his imagination, always offering a helping hand.

“Mmph, (Name)…” he mumbled against her shirt, feeling himself get close.

He gasped out as he felt his cum shoot onto her shirt, not realizing until it was way too late.

‘F-fuck…’

Kurapika took a moment to come down from his high before he looked down at the white fabric.

‘Huh. My… my um semen blends in quite well.’

He wiped off the excess and looked over the shirt with a hum.

There was no sign that he’d ever made a mess of (Name)’s shirt, and for some reason the thought of her wearing a shirt he’d dirtied with his cum got him hard again.

‘Well… it won’t hurt if she doesn’t know.’

He folded the shirt and placed it on top of the others, not even bothering to try it on.

Kurapika knew in this sensitive state he wouldn’t be able to wear anything of hers without her lingering scent sending him into overdrive.

As Kurapika dealt with his own problem, Killua was still struggling with his.

After eating his ice cream, Killua visited two more stores before he gave up entirely. There was no way he’d be finding anything that Gon would wear, not in this city.

But Killua was feeling nice today. Generous even! He decided to do his ‘friend’ Kurapika a favor and look around for a shirt he could wear to the Barbie Movie.

“Oh wow, is this the fashion that’s waiting for me in the future?”

He looked over the dull colors of the men’s section with bored eyes. The only pink item he’d found was a crop top, and he knew Kurapika wouldn’t wear it. Not even for (Name).

‘Huh. Well, I guess I can check… other places.’

——————

The two arrived back home, Leorio having dropped his pink clothing off at home before driving there.

“(Name), we’re back!”

She greeted the two with a hug, an apron still hugging her hips. “Welcome back! Any luck with your shopping today?”

“Yes!”

“No, not even a little.”

(Name) patted Killua’s head as he laid his head against her shoulder. He was obviously disappointed that he hadn’t found a single thing, and she knew just how to cheer him up.

“So, I was thinking…”

She pulled her apron off and set it in a nearby chair. “Why don’t we have a little family game night? It’s been forever since we had one last.”

“Family game night?” Leorio asked as Killua began to perk up.

“Family game night is where we order take out, eat snacks, and play random games for a few hours. The last time we played was with Alluka, Gon, Killua, and myself. It’s been-“

“Half a year.” Killua finished for her excitedly. (Name) smiled as she patted his head.

“I see. Is there a reason he’s so excited for this?”

(Name) nodded. “The person who loses the most games by the end of the night is punished. Of course the punishment is harmless, like having a pie thrown in your face or sprayed with the water hose, but it adds a little excitement and a competitive edge into family game night.”

‘That’s why Killua looks so happy.’ Leorio thought with a frown. Killua had always been good at most card games, having a knack for pointing out liars. He would win enough to not come in last place, he knew that much.

“Did I hear family game night?”

Gon came running into the room, nearly crashing into a wall before Killua caught his arm.

“Yes! I’m going to order some takeout, so go pick out a few games for us to play.”

Killua and Gon rushed off towards the living room go dig through her small pile of board games.

“(Name).”

Kurapika thrust the pile of shirts into her arms. She tilted her head as she took them, counting each article of clothing.

“Did you not like any of them?”

He shook his head quickly. “No, it’s not that. I just… they didn’t fit right.”

The house instantly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop from a mile away.

“Oh.”

She didn’t say anything, just brushed past him to bring her shirts upstairs.

“Are you an idiot?”

“Excuse me?”

Killua crossed his arms over his chest. “That was quite literally the worst thing you could have possibly said.”

Kurapika glanced between the other two, who were looking at him with a mix of pity and surprise.

“… why?”

“Oh my god.”

Leorio decided to step in, putting a hand on his shoulder. “You’re not supposed to point things like that out.”

“Jesus just tell me why. Why does it matter?”

“It matters because she’s insecure about her size and you just pointed out the difference in your size. The thing she’s insecure about.”

“…”

“If you say why again I’ll strangle you.”

Kurapika sat there with his arms crossed. “I still don’t understand. It shouldn’t matter, none of us care about her size.”

“That’s not the point. She DOES.”

The blonde decided to stay quiet. This wasn’t something he could wrap his head around. If he didn’t care about it, why should she?

(Name) came back down the stairs, now wearing her pajamas.

And those pajama included the white shirt Kurapika had… used…

“Time for family game night!”

——————

The group gathered around the table, several board games laid out across its surface.

“How about we play Candy Land first?”

“But (Name) always wins. It’s not fair!” Killua said to the black haired boy.

“Isn’t Candy Land a luck based game? How the hell does she always win?” Kurapika asked incredulously.

(Name) rolled her eyes. “Let’s save Candy Land for later.”

She pushed a deck of cards on the table, everyone but Kurapika letting out a low hiss of pain.

“Uno should be fine, right?”

“If you want us all to hate each other by the end of the night, sure.”

(Name) shrugged. “That’s going to happen anyways.”

Kurapika couldn’t keep his eyes off of her shirt, his head spinning. He hadn’t expected her to wear it so soon after his dirty little deed.

He was able to keep himself under control by focusing on their game of Uno. It was getting more and more intense as the round continued.

“Uno!”

Killua slapped down his second to last card with a grin. The round continued and just when Killua was ready to claim his victory, Kurapika placed a draw four down.

“Draw four.”

In a flash, Killua was grabbing Kurapika by the front of his shirt and shaking him. “YOU MOTHERF-“

Their game of Uno didn’t last much longer.

“Um…”

The three boys, not including Gon, all seemed irritated already, and family game night had only just begun.

“How about…”

She placed a box of scrabble on the table.

“The last time we played scrabble Gon had smoke coming out of his ears.”

(Name) sighed. “Okay, we’re starting to run out of-“

“Mario cart.”

They all turned to see Gon with a controller in hand. “Mario cart.”

“We heard you the first time.”

Killua stood up from the kitchen table and plopped down onto the couch.

“Mario cart? That’s a video game, right?”

(Name) nodded as Kurapika followed her to the living room. “Yeah, you race your friends. It’s a little less…”

She stopped to think. ‘No, not a single game on earth is less competitive to these little gremlins. I could ask them to throw rocks in a stream and they’d find some way to make it a competition.’

“It’s um… easier to play.”

Leorio was the last to join them. He’d grabbed a bowl of popcorn and sat down in the recliner to the left of the couch.

“Y’all can play without me, I’ll be watching.”

(Name) turned the TV on and made sure everyone had their own controller.

“Okay, Kurapika you can pick your own character and cart.”

“I guess I’ll be this green little creature… it reminds me of Gon.”

“That’s Yoshi. I’m picking Rosalina.” Killua said, noticing Gon was sad. He usually picked Yoshi, but he’d suck it up.

“I’m Toad, then.”

“And I’ll be Princess Peach!”

The game started, Kurapika already stuck in last place.

“Sweetheart, you’re pressing on the brakes, this is how you move forward.”

(Name) grabbed his hands and pushed his thumb to where it needed to be, helping him move forward at the expense of her First Place spot.

Kurapika still struggled with the controls, losing several times before he dropped the controller on the table in frustration.

“Alright, let’s move family game night to something that CAN’T be competitive.”

The group thought about this for a while before they decided on a game that wouldn’t be competitive.

Hide and Seek.

But this wouldn’t be a normal game of hide and seek. They would be playing outside, in the small patch of woods Gon and Killua played in.

“This is like the start of a horror movie.” (Name) said as she stepped over the roots of a large tree.

“It is if Leorio’s the one coming after us. He looks terrifying in the dark. Like a shadow creature.”

“I can what you, ya know!”

Killua snickered to himself. Him and Gon knew this forest like the back of their hands, there’s no way they wouldn’t win.

“Alright, here’s the rules for Hide and Seek. We’ll only be playing one game, then we’ll be going home for bed. If you get caught, you have to help the seeker find the rest of the people. To catch someone, you have to touch them!”

“Sounds fair! Can we climb trees?”

(Name) smacked a hand of her face. “No, because if I look up and see a pair of eyes looking at me from the branches of a nearby tree I’ll pee myself.”

“Gross- ow!”

(Name) pinched Killua’s cheek. “I don’t want to hear that from Mr. ‘takes out someone’s heart with my bare hands then doesn’t wash them after’.”

“It was one time!”

They huffed in unison before running in opposite directions as Leorio began counting.

(Name) ran a good distance before observing her surrounding using her phones flashlight.

“OH JESUS!”

She nearly had a heart attack when her light shone on Kurapika’s face. Apparently he’d been following her, (Name) too focused on running to notice.

“Should we keep going, or would you like to hide here?”

(Name) took a moment to compose herself before answering. “Honestly I don’t feel like running anymore, let’s find something to hide in, behind, or under nearby.”

The two found a large boulder to hide behind, the girl using her cardigan to make the hard ground a little more comfortable.

“It’s been five minutes. I wonder if Leorio’s found anyone yet.”

“I just hope it’s not Gon first. He’s so fucking scary during hide and seek. He can literally smell you from a mile away.”

Kurapika struggled to hold back a laugh at her words. “That, uh. That does sound scary.”

“What sounds scary?”

“AHHH!”

Kurapika jumped up, pulling (Name) to her feet. Before he could throw her over his shoulder and run, the boy in front of them sighed.

“I’m not it. Jeez do you really think that low of me?”

Gon pouted at the two before sighing. “I was going to hide with Killua but he wanted to play by himself.”

(Name) stared at Kurapika’s hand that was holding onto hers. “Oh. Well you can join us if you want. We decided to hide here.”

“Oh, that’s not a good idea. Bears like to scratch their back with this rock.”

“Excuse me, but did you just say bears?”

“Uh huh!”

(Name) picked up her cardigan and shook the leaves and dirt off. “Alrighty then, we’ll need a new hiding place. Any ideas, Gon?”

“Nope! Killua is the one that thinks up all the ideas!”

‘Makes sense.’

“Well, I actually do have an idea.”

The two turned to Kurapika, who was staring into the distance.

——————

Killua dropped down from his hiding spot, completely embarrassed. He’d fallen asleep and been caught by Leorio within 10 minutes. Killua knew he’d never live this moment down, he’d be teased by Gon and Kurapika forever.

“Go on and start looking that way, I’ll go this way.”

Leorio walked off in a random direction while Killua waited. He wanted to make sure he was out of sight before he begun his own hunt.

It was easy for the former assassin to track them down with their footprints alone. It all led up to a small path.

He wondered if what he was seeing was real.

The three other players had laid on the ground and covered themselves in dirt and leaves. He could SEE their outlines in the moonlight.

Killua stepped forward, only to feel his show press against something soft.

“Hey, ouch!”

That was Gon’s voice. Killua pulled his foot back before smiling down at his black haired friend. “Got you, you’re it.”

“Nuh-uh, you touched me with your shoe, so-“

Killua placed his hand on the top of Gon’s head.

“Crap.”

Killua looked up to see both of the other figures were gone from sight. ‘Shit, they escaped while I was preoccupied.’

Leorio soon joined the other three, having searched the left side of the forest with no luck.

“You got Gon, I see. That leaves Kurapika and (Name).”

Said two people were currently stopped at a stream. (Name) had begged him to let her wash some of the dirt he’d smeared on her face. “If I don’t wash this off I might pass out.”

Kurapika groaned, but held her hand as they walked towards the stream so she wouldn’t slip on the muddy ground.

(Name) crouched down and splashed her face. “Ahh, feeling better already.”

She kept splashing her face until the entire front of her shirt was thoroughly soaked in water.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem. But tonight, she was wearing a white shirt, and now he knew she had a black bra on underneath.

Kurapika stared at the exposed article of clothing in shock. His cheeks turned a bright pink as he attempted to look away before she noticed.

“Oh, what are these streaks on my shirt?”

Against the dark color of her bra, she was able to see off colored streaks of some kind on her shirt. Kurapika knew it was from him cumming on it earlier, but was quick to think up an excuse.

“P-perhaps it was from you frosting those cakes?”

She tilted her head and lifted her shirt to her nose to sniff at the stain. This both aroused and concerned him. Her face was so close to his cum, but she might also find out about what he’d done.

“Hmm… smells salty. Weird.”

She glanced at him. “I’m glad you didn’t end up wearing this shirt. Maybe it’s some leftover detergent or something…”

She dropped the wet fabric, a sigh leaving her lips. “Don’t look, okay?”

She waited for him to avert his gaze before she pulled her wet shirt off and dropped it into the stream. She replaces her shirt with the cardigan, her cleavage much more evident with it on.

Unbeknownst to her, Kurapika had watched her undress. He felt just a little bad for going against her wishes, but couldn’t take his eyes off of her lacy black bra.

“Okay, I’m done.”

She stood up and brushed off the dirt from her pajama pants. “It’s getting late, we should probably-“

(Name) gasped when Killua appeared from the darkness and pushed Kurapika into the stream.

“Killua!”

Leorio was quick to place his hand on (Name)’s head. “Got you!”

The game of Hide and Seek was officially over. “Because (Name) was the last out, she wins!”

Kurapika stood up from the stream, his eyes glowing a dark shade of scarlet. “Killua.”

The white haired boy tilted his head in the blonde’s direction.

“What?”

“You have five seconds to-“

(Name) gasped and pulled off her cardigan, quickly placing it over Kurapika’s shoulders.

“Kurapika you’re soaking wet! Killua, if he catches a cold you’ll be in BIG trouble.”

The white haired boy only shrugged. “He shouldn’t have had his guard down.”

Leorio stared down at (Name) for a moment. “Where did your shirt go?”

She pointed to a rock she’d placed it on. “It got wet, so I set it out to dry.”

“Uh huh…”

Leorio pulled off his shirt and placed it in her hands. “Here. Cover yourself up before YOU get a cold.”

(Name) pulled his shirt over her head, surprised it fit decently well. ‘Hmm, so Leorio’s who I should go to if I need clothes…’

Kurapika grumpily pulled her cardigan over his shoulders, shooting the white haired boy a look that said this wasn’t over with.

Killua didn’t even acknowledge him, Gon and him racing to see who could reach (Name)’s house first.

“Kurapika?”

The blonde hummed. “Yes, (Name)?”

“At least try to pretend you aren’t staring at my boobs next time.”

Kurapika stopped in his tracks, his face becoming as red as his eyes. “I- I wasn’t-“

(Name) bursts into laughter. “Kurapika, I’m kidding. Geez, lighten up!”

She ruffled his hair before running to catch up with the other two.

“I wouldn’t blame you if you were looking.” Leorio said casually. Kurapika glared at him, a scowl on his face.

“I wasn’t.”

“Didn’t say you were, no need to be so defensive. That is…”

Leorio covered his mouth. “Oh, you’re a pervert aren’t y-“

The dark haired man was sent sprawling on the ground after being tripped by Kurapika. “Do not associate me with the likes of you.”

‘Though, I guess he isn’t wrong.’

Leorio fumbled to his face. “Kurapika, you know it’s normal to find someone like (Name) attractive, especially when-“

“I don’t.”

He’d said this a bit harsher than he meant to, causing Leorio to visibly wince.

The rest of the walk was spent in an awkward silence.

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