Kurapika x Reader One-Shot Collection - Chapter 26: Chapter 26
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You push aside your college work as you sit on the floor. You start to enjoy the instant ramen you made when the doorbell rings. You slurp your noodles before getting up to answer the door.
"Who the hell could that be?" You sigh before looking through the peephole.
You turn around and lean up against the door, fanning yourself. After a few seconds, you take a deep breath and open the door.
Standing in front of you is the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. With blonde hair and eyes that have the power to compel, you find yourself mesmerized by his beauty.
"C...can I help you?" you ask.
He extends his arm. "Yes. My name is Kurapika and I was wondering if you were still looking for a roommate. I saw your ad online."
You reach out to shake his hand. The feeling of his skin sends electric sparks down your spine.
"Hi, I'm (Y/N). Yes. I'm still looking for a roommate."
"I'm sorry, the ad didn't specify if you were looking for a male or female roommate. I understand if having a male roommate would make you uncomfortable. However, to ease your mind...I'll be working most of the time. You will rarely see me. I simply need a place to sleep a few nights a week."
You stare at him a little too long before replying. You wipe the drool from your mouth with your hand.
"You sound perfect. When do you want to move in?"
"I was hoping today."
You open the door wider. "Sounds good. Come in. I'll show you your room."
Kurapika takes his shoes off before walking inside the tiny apartment. "I appreciate it."
You lead him to his new room. "Sorry, it's not much."
Kurapika walks inside the small empty bedroom. He turns around and faces you with a smile. "It's perfect." He reaches into his bag. "How much do I owe you?"
"Sixty-six thousand jenny."
He pulls out an envelope filled with cash and starts to count it. He hands his share of the rent to you.
"I'll have my things delivered later today," he says.
You take the cash from him. "Sure. No problem."
You follow Kurapika as he walks out of the bedroom back to the front door. He places his hand on the doorknob then glances at you. "Thank you, again. I hope I didn't disrupt your day."
You shake your head. "Of course not. It's me who should be thanking you. I really needed this money."
"Is there anything else you need from me?" he asks you.
"How about a last name for the lease?"
"Right...Kurta. Kurapika Kurta."
As soon as Kurapika leaves, you open your laptop to find out as much as you can about your new mysterious roommate.
You check all social media platforms. "Nothing." You close your laptop with force. "Who is this guy?"
Later that evening, you hear a knock at the door. You hop off the couch to answer it. Your heart skips a beat when you see Kurapika. He's all you've been thinking about since meeting him. Never in your life have you felt such an obsession.
Kurapika is standing next to a tall man dressed in scrubs and a lab coat. His badge reads, Leorio Paradinight, MD.
"This is my friend, Leorio. He's going to help me set up my furniture. I hope that's okay with you," Kurapika says.
You wave a hand to him. "Of course. Have at it. By the way, I left you a key on the kitchen counter." You point to the kitchen.
Luckily, your room is directly next to Kurapika's so you are able to hear their conversation through the wall. You press your ear against the wall.
"You didn't tell me your new roommate was a cutie," Leorio says.
"Huh? I guess I didn't notice. I'm more interested in that new nurse you introduced me to the other day."
"Oh, you mean Hina? Yeah, she's a hottie. Has she called you yet?"
"No, unfortunately work has kept me busy."
"You two are perfect for each other. Both of you are always working."
"I have a lot of respect for her profession...taking care of sick children."
A tinge of jealousy forms in the pit of your stomach as you pull away from the wall. Wanting Kurapika all to yourself, you start to think of a plan. This nurse he is interested in is obviously in your way.
Hmmm...so this Hina takes care of sick children, meaning she works in pediatrics.
You grab your phone and immediately look through your contact list for anyone you know who has children.
The next day, you sit at a park bench. You hear your friend calling and you greet her as she approaches you while holding a little boy's hand.
"Thank you so much for offering to watch him for the day! You're a great friend, (Y/N)," your friend says.
You pick up the little boy. "Of course. I haven't seen this little guy since he was a baby."
"Well, I'm going to catch up on some housework. Call me for anything!"
You wave your friend goodbye before facing the little boy. "Want to play on the swing?"
The little boy nods his head.
You help him on the swing and start to push him. He laughs as you push him higher into the air.
The corners of your lips curve upward into a sly smile as you give him a hard push. The little boy falls off the swing and lands on his arm. Pretending to be concerned, you run to him.
The little boy screams as he holds his injured arm.
You strap him into the backseat of your car before speeding to the hospital. You recognize the hospital's logo from Leorio's badge and pull into the parking garage.
After checking in, you wait to be called. After several minutes, the two of you are asked to wait in a room. A nurse walks in to administer pain medication to the little boy. She's petite with long chestnut-colored hair. Her big brown eyes crinkle at the corners as she smiles at the little boy. You read her badge. Hina.
"Are you his mommy?" she asks in a soft voice.
"No, I'm just a friend. I called his mother. She's on her way."
"Okay. They are about to take him to x-ray."
Immediately after she finishes her sentence, a transporter walks in with a stretcher to take the little boy to get an x-ray of his arm. You are left in the room alone with Hina. You watch as she uses the computer to open the electronic medical record. She's beautiful, but not much more than you. You try to figure out what else Kurapika sees in her.
"So...what happened?" she asks, interrupting your thoughts.
You explain how the little boy fell off the swing.
"Well, it's a good thing you brought him in immediately," Hina says.
You reach into your purse for your phone. "I should let Kurapika know I'll be a little late." You look up to make sure she heard you.
She looks away from the computer screen to glance at you. "Excuse me...did you say Kurapika? The hunter?"
Oh...so he's a hunter. That's why he works so much.
"Yes. You know him?"
Her cheeks turn a few shades pink. "Y...yes."
You give her a fake surprised look. "What a small world! How do you know him?"
"Uh...he's a friend of a doctor who works here. We're supposed to go out for dinner tonight," she says.
Not if I have anything to do with it.
"Oh? That's strange," you say.
Hina furrows her brow. "What's strange?"
"He told me he was going out with someone else tonight." You fake a laugh. "I told him to stop being such a player!"
Hina looks like she is trying to keep herself from crying. "We must be talking about someone else. The Kurapika I know isn't like that."
"You never really know a person, huh?"
Hina stares at nothing. "I guess not."
Your friend opens the door and runs into the room. "Where is he...oh my goodness...what happened?"
You explain the incident to your friend. You stand up to leave once she has calmed down.
Before stepping out of the room, you place your hand on Hina's shoulder. "I don't know you, but you look like a nice girl. You don't deserve someone who would play you like that."
Later that evening, you fumble for your keys as you approach the door to your apartment. You open the door and walk into the dark apartment. You jump back as soon as you switch the light on. Kurapika is sitting on the couch.
"What are you doing in the dark?" you ask Kurapika while taking your shoes off.
He is holding his cellphone in his hands. He looks down at it before answering you.
"My...my date for tonight canceled on me," he says.
You keep yourself from smiling. "Oh, really? I'm sorry to hear that." You walk over to him.
Kurapika looks up at you. "What I don't understand is her reason. Something about me playing with her heart. I'd never do such a thing."
You sit next to him. "Sounds like she's the one playing with your heart."
He shakes his head. "No, she wouldn't do that. She's a sweet girl." He turns to face you. "I'm sorry...I don't mean to bother you with my relationship problems. We barely know each other."
You offer him a smile. "Well...let's get to know each other. I mean...we are roommates, afterall. Let's start with the basic questions. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a professional hunter."
"Oh...what kind of hunter?"
"Uh...a bounty hunter. What about you? What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a college student," you answer.
"That's nice. What is your major?"
You shrug your shoulders. "I haven't figured that part out yet. I mean...it's a big decision."
"I agree. I didn't attend traditional school, but I know the pressure they put on students."
Kurapika's phone rings. "Excuse me...it's Leorio."
You wave your hand at him. "Go ahead."
"Hello...Leorio? Uh...tonight? I don't know. I was just planning to stay in. Huh? You already reserved a table? Well...in that case...sure. See you then."
He ends his call and gives you an apologetic look. "I'm sorry to cut our conversation short, but my friend just invited me to dinner. He's trying to take my mind off of Hina."
"No problem. Go out and have fun."
"I won't be out too late," he says.
"I'm your roommate, not your mother. Come home whenever you want...it doesn't bother me."
Kurapika nods before walking to his bedroom to get ready.
You're a little sad that he is leaving, but at the same time, you're relieved he isn't going out with Hina.
Late that night, you sit at the kitchen counter finishing up some homework when you hear the sound of keys jingling outside your door. You watch as Kurapika stumbles his way inside the apartment. He takes off his shoes and almost trips over them as he walks toward you.
"H-Heeey...(Y/N). Whatcha doin'?"
Your eyes widen as Kurapika approaches you. The smell of alcohol fills your nose.
A mischievous smile spreads across your face.
He's drunk! This is going to be so easy.
"Hi, Kurapika. Looks like you had a good time."
He falls into the chair next to you. "I need...uh...water."
He's so damn adorable when he's drunk.
"I'll grab some for you," you say, standing up.
You fill a glass with water and pass it to Kurapika. He gives you a crooked smile as he takes it from your hand. He holds the glass with both of his hands as he gulps down the water. You stand behind him and rub his shoulders. He puts the glass down and lets out a soft moan.
"Does that feel good?" you ask him.
"Yeah. Very." He closes his eyes and leans back.
You add a little more pressure. After a few seconds of enjoying the massage, he opens his eyes. "I...I better get to bed."
You pull your hands away from his shoulders. "Okay...sleep well."
You give Kurapika a few minutes to settle into bed before sneaking into his room. You notice he left the door cracked open. It creaks as you walk in. The moonlight shines through the window, providing enough light for what you're about to do.
Kurapika attempts to get out of his clothes, but falls to the bed when he realizes he's too drunk. He doesn't notice you as you walk past him. You prop your phone up on the bedside table. It's set up to take a video. You press record before climbing on top of him.
He looks up at you with a puzzled expression on his face. "(Y/N)? What are you doing?"
A mischievous smile spreads across your face. "You, silly."
You unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants. You grab his growing erection. "A little excited, are we?"
"Uh...uh," Kurapika moans.
You giggle as you stroke him. "I knew it...your cock is huge!"
Kurapika attempts to sit up. "Wait...stop."
You push him back down. He watches you through blurry vision.
You pull up the hem of your nightgown and position yourself over his length. You're conveniently not wearing any panties.
You unbutton his shirt, gasping when you see his sculpted chest. You run your hands up his torso to his shoulders. When you run your hands back down, you guide him inside your welcoming entrance. You feel every inch of him slowly fill you. Once he is all the way inside, you start to grind against him.
Kurapika lets out a moan. "You...must stop. This can't happen."
You pause your movements and glare at him. "It's already happening. Now shut up while I fuck you."
Kurapika grabs your hips and pulls you up. Just when he is about to pull you off, he slams you back down on him. A scream of pleasure escapes your lips. You hear a mixture of moans and grunts coming from Kurapika as he raises his hips to thrust himself deeper inside of you.
You reach down and press your lips against his ear. "Tell me you love me," you whisper.
"I...I love you," Kurapika whispers back.
"Louder."
"I love you!" he shouts. He presses his lips against yours and parts your lips with his tongue.
Kurapika uses too much tongue and leaves saliva around your lips as he kisses you. The taste of sake remains in your mouth as you pull away. The string of saliva breaks when you sit back up.
You continue to ride Kurapika until the weightless feeling of being on a rollercoaster forms in your stomach. The feeling travels throughout your body, sending you into a state of euphoria.
"Ahh...Kura...pi...ahh," you moan.
Your body becomes limp from the intensity of your orgasm.
"Don't stop. I'm close," says Kurapika, sweat drops forming on his forehead.
You continue to move your hips up and down, allowing him to finish. He pulls you off immediately before he comes. Impressed by his willpower, you watch as he spills himself all over your nightgown.
Kurapika falls onto the mattress. A satisfied smile spreads across his face.
You dangle your legs from the bed and stare at him for a few seconds before standing up.
You stop recording the video on your phone before grabbing it.
You walk with shaky legs to the door.
Kurapika says something to you before you walk out the door. "That was incredible...Hina."
You pull your eyebrows close together and make fists with your hands.
Bastard...he thought he was fucking that bitch. I'm going to make sure he pays.
You walk into your room and close the door behind you. You run your hands up and down the front of your nightgown, feeling the stickiness Kurapika left behind. You place your fingers inside your mouth, tasting him.
You become aroused again. You pull the comforter off of your bed before climbing in. You lay back, closing your eyes before placing two fingers in between your legs. You feel yourself as you think about Kurapika.
You picture the gorgeous blonde hunter, bringing you to your climax.
Breathing heavily, you open your eyes.
Kurapika is mine. I'll make sure of that. Even if I have to kill.
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The next morning, Kurapika drags his feet as he walks to the kitchen. He runs his hands through his hair when he sits down in front of you at the table.
"Rough night?" you ask, standing up to get him a cup of coffee.
"Yeah, my head is throbbing. I know better than to allow Leorio to take me out drinking."
You open your cabinet and pull out a bottle of ibuprofen. "This should help." You place a mug of coffee and the medication in front of Kurapika.
"Thank you. Just so you know...I'm not a big drinker. I don't want you to think this is a habit of mine," Kurapika says.
"Don't worry about it. Did you have a good time?"
"I guess so. To be honest, I think I blacked-out." He swallows the pills with his coffee. "Damn. I know Leorio means well, but I can't drink my sorrows away. It only makes me feel worse."
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"I remember sitting in this chair. Nothing else." Kurapika rubs his temples with his fingers. "What's that awful noise?" he asks you.
You point to his pants pocket. "Sounds like your phone. Someone is trying to call you."
"Right." He reaches into his pocket for his phone. His eyes widen when he sees the name of the caller. He glances at you. "Sorry...I need to take this." He stands up and walks back to his room, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
Curious as to why Kurapika had that reaction, you tiptoe to his room. You listen to his conversation from the other side of his bedroom door.
"You want to see me tonight? Sure...I'd love to!" he says.
You walk backwards to the kitchen while holding your chest.
Kurapika walks out of his room, grinning from ear to ear.
"Is everything alright?" you ask.
"Yes. That was Hina. She wants to have dinner with me tonight."
"She does?" Your heart sinks to your stomach.
"Yes, isn't that great?"
"Yeah, I'm so happy for you," you answer, forcing yourself to use your happy voice.
"I better go sleep this hangover off. I want to feel my best tonight."
"Want me to make you some breakfast?" you ask Kurapika.
He looks down while holding his stomach. "Uh...no. I'm feeling a little sick to my stomach."
You look at Kurapika with concern. "Maybe you should go out another night. You don't look well."
"I'll be fine. Besides, she's a nurse. She can take care of me."
I can take better care of you.
Later that afternoon, you hear Kurapika's phone ringing while he is in the shower. You see Hina's name on the screen. You pick up his phone and swipe to the right.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Uh...I'm looking for Kurapika. Who is this?" Hina asks, fear in her voice.
"Don't freak out. I'm just his roommate. He's taking a shower. Want me to leave him a message?"
"Oh. Sure. Please tell him I found someone to cover the rest of my shift so we can actually meet an hour earlier."
"No problem. Does he know where to meet you?"
"Yes. In front of the hospital," Hina says.
"I'll let him know."
"Thank you so much."
You end the call with a smile on your face.
You walk towards the hospital looking around for Hina. You find her sitting on one of the benches. She's swinging her legs like a giddy little girl.
You never gave Kurapika her message. Instead, you decided to meet with her before Kurapika's arrival.
"Hey...Hina, right?" you ask, stopping in front of her.
Hina looks at you with a puzzled expression on her face. "Yes?" She changes her expression once she recognizes you. "Oh...I remember you. How is your friend's little boy?"
You wave your hand in the air. "Oh, he's fine. Anyway, how are you? Have you talked to Kurapika lately?"
"Yes. Actually...he should be arriving any minute. We're going out tonight," Hina says. Her eyes are filled with excitement.
You take a deep breath and look down. You shake your head before taking a seat next to Hina.
"What's wrong?" Hina asks you.
"There's something I need to show you." You pull your phone out of your purse. You pull up the video you took last night, fast forwarding to the part where Kurapika says, "I love you."
Hina's eyes widen as she watches the video. Tears well up in her eyes. She shoves the phone away. "Please...I can't watch anymore."
You place your hand on Hina's shoulder. "Hey...it's not your fault. Anyway, at least you found out before you fell in love with him."
The tears fall down Hina's cheek. "I...I already did."
You rest your forehead on Hina's shoulder. "I'm so sorry."
She sniffles. "It's not you who needs to apologize. It's Kurapika."
You pull yourself away from Hina. "Make him pay for breaking your heart."
You leave Hina alone to cry. You make sure to stay out of sight from her.
A half an hour later, you see Kurapika walk toward Hina, wearing a big smile on his face. He's dressed up in his suit holding a bouquet of red roses.
His smile fades when he sees Hina crying. You watch as he tries to comfort her. You can't hear what they're saying, but they're body language tells you everything.
Hina throws the bouquet of roses on the ground before pushing Kurapika. He holds his hands up in confusion.
After minutes of shouting, Hina slaps Kurapika across the face. You can't help but smile.
He touches his face in shock and proceeds to plead with her. It appears Hina isn't listening to him because she walks away from him with her hands covering her eyes.
He runs after her, but is only pushed away. He walks back to the bench and sits down in defeat. You wait several minutes before walking toward him.
"Kurapika?" you ask, pretending to be surprised to see him.
Kurapika picks his head up to look at you. "(Y/N)? What are you doing here?"
"Just visiting a friend. How are you? You don't look so good."
"(Y/N), I don't know what to do." He rests his face in his hands. "I like Hina a lot, but I don't know what I'm doing wrong. You're a woman...any advice would be appreciated."
"Sure. What did she say?"
Kurapika picks his head back up. He stares out at nothing. "She is accusing me of sleeping with another woman."
"Well...did you?"
"Of course not!" he shouts, looking back at you. "She says she saw proof, but it couldn't have been me. What should I do, (Y/N)?"
You rest your hand on Kurapika's thigh. "To be honest, I'd give up on her. If she doesn't trust you now, what makes you think she ever will?"
Kurapika sighs. "You're absolutely right. It's just...it hurts like hell. I've been in countless battles, but nothing compares to this pain."
You comb back some loose strands of hair from Kurapika's face with your fingers. "You're strong. You'll get through it."
He gives you a soft smile. "You know what?"
You stare at Kurapika with gleaming eyes. "What?"
"You'd make a good friend." He pats you on the head. "What do you say? Can we be friends?"
You look away to hide your disappointment.
"Uh...sure. I'd love to be friends with you, Kurapika."
Kurapika stands up from the bench. "Speaking of friends, there's Leorio."
Leorio notices Kurapika and waves at him. You walk beside Kurapika to meet his friend. They greet each other as if you aren't there.
"I thought you had a date with Hina...it's all she talked about at work today," Leorio says.
"Really?" Kurapika asks, sounding like a highschooler.
Kurapika and Leorio start to walk away. You follow behind, listening closely to their conversation.
"Hina thinks I slept with someone else," Kurapika whispers.
"Why the hell would she think that?"
"Someone showed her a video."
Leorio almost trips over nothing. "Whaat?"
Kurapika shakes his head. "I don't know how to fix this mess."
"Well...was it you?" Leorio elbows Kurapika. "C'mon you can tell me the truth. I won't say anything."
"Of course it wasn't me!" Kurapika shouts. "I'd never behave so irresponsibly."
Leorio rubs his chin. "Sounds like you need to have a talk with her. Where did she see this video anyway?"
You feel the corners of your lips move upward as you continue to listen to their conversation.
Kurapika continues to explain his interaction with Hina to Leorio. Once the three of you arrive at the bus stop, Kurapika notices you.
"(Y/N)! I apologize...I forgot you were still here." Sweat drops form on his forehead. "How rude of me. You remember Leorio, right?" He motions toward Leorio.
You nod your head. "Yes. Don't worry about me. I figured we could ride home together."
The three of you board the bus. You listen closely to Leorio, who is whispering to Kurapika.
"Hey...you're not interested in (Y/N)?"
"Not romantically. We're just friends," Kurapika whispers back to Leorio.
You can feel your ears burn as heat rises to your head.
Hina is still fucking with my plans. She's gotta go.
Weeks later, you and Kurapika are sitting in the middle of the living room floor. The two of you have been spending a lot of time together. You have learned about his Nen ability and convinced him to teach you.
"You are grasping this quickly. I'm impressed," Kurapika says, holding your hands in his.
You're thankful for the long-sleeved shirt covering the goosebumps on your arms. You giggle as you stare into his dark gray eyes. He stares back into yours as the room becomes quiet. He pulls himself closer to you. Your heart rate increases as you feel his breath against your cheek.
You close your eyes, preparing for the moment you have waited so long for. You feel his fingertips against your skin as he tucks some loose strands behind your ear. His soft lips barely touch yours as his phone rings. He pulls away quickly, pulling his phone out of his pocket.
You watch as his eyes widen. He stares at the name of the caller for a few seconds before answering.
"Hina? Is it really you?"
The excitement you felt run through your veins seconds ago turns into anger. The woman you despise more than anyone else in the world ruined your kiss with Kurapika.
Kurapika stands up, forgetting you exist.
"You want to see me? Really?" Kurapika asks Hina.
You feel your jaw clench. You had promised yourself to not let anything come between you and Kurapika. Now that Hina is back in his life, you begin to devise a plan to eliminate her.
Kurapika ends his call. He looks down at you, smiling like a high school boy who was just asked out by the prom queen.
"Great news! Hina wants to give me another chance," he says.
You stand up. "Yeah? Good for you. When are you going to see her?" you ask, pretending to be happy for him.
"Tomorrow! Where do you think I should take her?"
"Take her to the museum. She'll be impressed by your knowledge of the artifacts there."
Kurapika's face brightens. "That's a great idea! You're such a good friend, (Y/N)." He pulls up the museum's website on his phone.
You scowl when he calls you his friend.
The next day, you search the medicine cabinet for your old prescription of xanax. "There you are," you say as you grab the bottle.
You put the bottle in your pocket and run to the kitchen. You prepare some drinks for you and Kurapika, crushing a pill and putting the powdery substance into his drink.
There's a loud knock on your door. You straighten out your dress before answering it.
You are greeted by two young boys.
"Hey! Is this where Kurapika lives?" the black-haired boy asks you.
"Uh...yes. Come in."
"My name is Gon Freecss."
"And I'm Killua Zoldyck."
Zoldyck? Is he related to the famous family of assassins?
"Oh...Gon and Killua. Kurapika has talked about you before. He's getting ready for his date. Would you like something to drink?"
"Sure!" Gon answers.
The three of you walk to the kitchen. Killua takes the drink you made for Kurapika and takes a sip.
You take it from him as soon as you notice. "No...this one's for Kurapika. There's some soda in the fridge if you'd like."
Gon opens the refrigerator and pulls out two cans of soda. "Alright! She has orange soda." Gon passes a can to Killua.
Killua glares at you. "What did you put in Kurapika's drink?"
"What are you talking about?" you ask, nervously.
"You put something in there. I can taste it. What's your deal?"
Sweat drops form on your forehead. How can he taste that?
Gon gives Killua a puzzled look. "What are you talking about, Killua?"
Kurapika emerges from his bedroom, dressed up and ready for his date with Hina. "Gon? Killua? What are you two doing here?"
Gon spins around, happy to hear his friend's voice. "Kurapika! We were just in the city and decided to drop by," Gon says.
Killua watches as Kurapika walks towards them. "Your roommate made you some iced green tea, but it's gross so I wouldn't drink it if I were you."
"That's not a nice thing to say, Killua. Her name is (Y/N) and she's more than a roommate. She's my friend."
You wince when he calls you his friend again. Not wanting to start trouble with Killua, you grab Kurapika's glass of tea and pour it down the sink. "He's right. It didn't come out like I had hoped."
Kurapika chuckles. "I'm sure it was just fine. I appreciate the gesture."
Killua finishes his can of soda. "Friends, huh?" You should be careful who you call your friend."
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Kurapika asks Killua.
Killua stands next to Gon. "No. You're smart. I'm sure you'll figure it out." Killua closes his eyes and walks towards the door. "C'mon, Gon. Looks like he's busy."
Looking like he's doing algebra in his head, Gon follows Killua. "Uh...okay." He waves goodbye to you and Kurapika before closing the door behind him.
Kurapika turns to face you. You feel your heart race as he watches you with a suspicious expression on his face.
"Uh...ready for your date tonight?" you ask him.
His expression softens. "Yes. I'm a little early, but I want to make a good impression."
"Well...you look great," you say, trying to figure out another way to make Kurapika late.
"Thank you. To be honest, I'm a little nervous. I've never felt this way before," says Kurapika, holding his stomach.
You decide to sneak another xanax into his drink. "Want me to make you some tea? I promise not to mess it up this time. I'll even add ginger. It will help calm your nervous stomach."
"How considerate of you. I'd appreciate that."
Kurapika grabs a book and sits on the couch. You wait until he is engrossed in his book before adding the crushed pill into his tea.
You walk over to him and call his name three times before he notices.
"Oh, sorry. This chapter is intense," he says, taking the tea from you. He takes a few sips. "Wow. This is great. Thank you very much."
"Anytime," you say with a smile.
Kurapika finishes his tea quickly and almost drops the cup while trying to put it on the coffee table.
"Do you feel okay?" you ask Kurapika.
He rubs his temples. "Yeah. I'm just a little tired."
You grab a throw blanket and cover him with it. "Well, you have time for a little nap."
Kurapika yawns. "I feel so...calm. It's nice."
His breathing slows down as he drifts off.
"Kurapika?"
He doesn't move. You get up and run to the bathroom to change into your disguise. Once you're finished, you quietly leave the apartment.
You take the bus to the museum. You search the crowd for Hina.
She walks in, looking for Kurapika. When she doesn't see him, she sits down in one of the chairs. You walk over to her.
"Are you Miss Hina?" you ask her.
"Yes. Who are you?"
"I work for the museum. I have a message from Mr. Kurta."
Hina's face brightens. "You do? What did he say?"
"He wants you to meet him inside the building behind the museum," you answer.
Hina furrows her brow. "Isn't that building abandoned? Why would he want to meet me there?"
"I'm just the messenger. I can accompany you if you'd like."
"Uh...sure. Thank you."
The two of you walk to the abandoned building behind the museum.
"This building doesn't look safe. Are you sure Kurapika wants to meet me here?" Hina asks you, looking up at the building.
"Yes."
"Well...I think I should call him to make sure. It's not that I don't believe you. It's just...I have a bad feeling."
Hina reaches into her purse for her phone. While she is distracted, you channel your aura. You grab her arms and throw her against a window. Her body bounces off the window to the ground. Broken glass shatters on top of her.
Hina grabs the back of her head. Her eyes widen when she sees her own blood covering her hand. "What...what did you just do?"
You march over to Hina. You pull your wig off, exposing your identity.
Hina's body trembles. "It's...it's you. Why are you doing this?"
You rest your hand on your hip. "Isn't it obvious? I want you to stay away from Kurapika."
"Ku...Kurapika?"
"Yes. Why did you call him? You don't care that he fucked me instead of you?"
Tears fall from Hina's cheek as she looks up at the dark sky. "Of course I care. I just want to give him another chance. I...I love him."
You kick Hina on her side. "Wrong answer. I'll make sure you never see Kurapika again."
You tie Hina's wrists together. You push open the door to the building and drag her body inside.
"You know he has been teaching me Nen? I was going to wait until I fully mastered it to finish you off, but you called before I had the chance to learn Hatsu. Oh, well. How do you want to die?"
Hina squirms, too injured to defend herself. "Please...you don't need to do this. I promise to stay away from Kurapika," begs Hina.
"Not good enough. As long as you're around, Kurapika will continue to think about you." You hold a rope in one hand and a knife in the other. "Hmmm...want me to slice your throat or choke you to death?"
"You won't get away with this. Kurapika is one of the greatest hunters out there. He will find out."
You move closer to Hina. "You talk too much. Want me to decide?" You wrap the rope around her neck.
Hina instinctively pulls her arms down. Even though her wrists are tied together, she still manages to loosen the rope.
You grab her wrists and slam them on the ground above her head. "If you do that again, I'll slice your arms. Do you understand?"
Hina doesn't want to give up. She lifts her legs up and attempts to kick you.
You grab your knife and stab Hina in the thigh. Her high-pitched scream fills your ears. The smell of fresh blood replaces the musty smell of the old building.
You cover her mouth with one hand while tightening the rope with your other hand. You watch as the whites of her eyes become red. She struggles for a few seconds before losing consciousness. You add more pressure to her arteries and hold it for five more minutes, ensuring her death.
You let go of the rope, letting out a deep breath. Adrenaline still runs through your veins as you try to figure out what to do with her body.
You hear the door creak open. You turn around and see Kurapika frozen in place.
You run toward him, flailing your arms. "Oh, Kurapika! Thank goodness you're here. Something terrible happened to Hina. I tried to save her, but my Nen wasn't strong enough," you say.
Ignoring you, Kurapika walks toward Hina. He kneels next to her. He places two fingers against her carotid artery. When he doesn't feel a pulse, he falls back, covering his eyes with his hand. He remains silent for a few seconds before you notice tears falling from his cheeks.
Anger runs through your veins as you watch him cry over Hina. You thought eliminating Hina from his life would bring the two of you closer. You grab another piece of rope and walk behind Kurapika. He doesn't notice you tie it around his neck until you tighten it.
Kurapika grabs the rope that is threatening to cut off the oxygen supply to his brain. "(Y/N)? Did you do this to Hina?"
Using your aura, you pull the rope tighter.
Kurapika shakes his head. "(Y/N), you're a novice. I'm a lot stronger than you. Answer me...why are you doing this?"
"Because we are meant to be together. Why can't you see that?"
"I'm sorry, (Y/N). My feelings for you are not reciprocated."
You pull your phone out. "Oh, no? Then explain this." You show Kurapika the same video you showed Hina.
His eyes widen as he watches the video. "It...It was you? But...how?"
"Remember that night you went out with Leorio? You were all over me when you got home."
"But...I was intoxicated. How could you allow me to do such a thing? Due to your lack of self control, I have no recollection of losing my purity."
You're taken aback by his statement. "Wait...you were a virgin?"
Kurapika closes his eyes. "You say we are meant to be together; however, you don't know anything about me. I wouldn't ever give myself to someone unless I was in love."
"Well...damn. Anyway, enough talk. You're going to be with me no matter what."
Kurapika hands you the rope from his neck. "With this weak rope? May I remind you I have the ability to conjure chains strong enough to move mountains?"
"You can't if you're too injured to summon your aura."
"Huh?"
You grab the knife and pierce it through the side of Kurapika's abdomen. He squeezes his eyes shut, clenching his jaw. He holds his abdomen as he falls to the floor. You watch as he pulls his legs up against his chest.
A pool of blood forms around Kurapika's body. Tears well up in your eyes when you realize what you've done. You never meant to cause him any pain.
At that moment, the door to the building swings open. Leorio, Gon, and Killua run in.
"Kurapika!" Leorio shouts, racing to his best friend. He lifts Kurapika's shirt to assess his wound. Fear fills his eyes as he watches the pool of blood that surrounds Kurapika get larger. He opens his briefcase and pulls out a stack of gauze. He presses it against Kurapika's wound.
Kurapika fades in and out of consciousness. "Leorio? My...stomach...hurts."
"Hang in there, buddy. Help is on the way," says Leorio.
Gon is on the phone, calling for an ambulance.
Meanwhile, you feel Killua glaring at you.
"I knew it! This bitch is a murderer. I caught her trying to poison Kurapika earlier." Killua kicks a pile of wood. "Dammit! I should've warned him."
Gon ends his call. "What are you talking about, Killua?"
Killua explains how he tasted the xanax in Kurapika's tea earlier. Gon looks at you in disbelief.
Leorio overhears Gon and Killua's conversation and turns his head to face you. He notices Hina's body on the floor. "Is that...Hina?"
The paramedics storm through the door. Leorio assists them in securing Kurapika onto the stretcher. He follows them in the ambulance.
Caring more about their friend than you, Gon and Killua run to meet Leorio and Kurapika at the hospital.
The police question you about the incident.
"Kurapika stabbed himself after killing Hina," you lie while sobbing.
Kurapika underwent emergency surgery and required multiple units of blood.
Hours later, you walk into Kurapika's hospital room. Leorio, Gon, and Killua surround his bed.
Killua stands up and pushes you away from Kurapika. Gon stops him.
"Hey, let her see him. We won't know the full story until Kurapika feels better," Gon says, placing his hand on Killua's shoulder.
"I don't trust her. What if she tries something while we're gone?" Killua asks Gon.
"Leorio is here. He won't let that happen," Gon answers.
Killua pulls away from Gon and walks toward you. "If you try to hurt Kurapika again, I'll kill you."
Your mouth becomes dry as Killua stares at you with bloodlust in his eyes.
"C'mon, Killua. Let's go," says Gon.
Once the two boys leave the room, you walk toward Kurapika. Leorio stares at you while you take a seat on the bed.
Leorio takes a deep breath. "Surgery went well. He's in stable condition."
You look up at Leorio. "Thank you." Tears well up in your eyes. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I love Kurapika with all my heart."
You comb Kurapika's hair away from his face with your fingertips. He looks so peaceful, you almost don't want him to wake up. You press your lips against his forehead.
Leorio gently grabs your arm. "You're getting too close to him. Please back away."
You stare at Leorio with misty eyes. "I'm not going to hurt him. I only did what I did to protect him."
"That's a strange way of protecting someone. Just so you know, he wouldn't have made it if we didn't show up when we did," Leorio says, expressionless.
"How did you know where to find us?"
"Killua had a bad feeling. We knew Kurapika was going to the museum so we decided to check on him. When we arrived, we felt Kurapika's aura fade away."
You turn your attention back to Kurapika. The monitor above his bed starts to alarm. You stand up, raising your hands. "Did I touch something?"
Leorio grabs his stethoscope. He listens to Kurapika's heart before answering you. "No. His heart rate increased."
"Is he okay?"
"Sinus tachycardia...not a life threatening dysrhythmia," Leorio answers.
You shake your head. "Leorio, I don't know what any of that means."
"It means his heart rate is above one hundred. He's most likely in pain." Leorio places his hands on Kurapika's shoulders. "Hey, buddy. Are you in pain?"
Kurapika winces before opening his eyes. "Leorio? What happened to me? Where am I?"
A nurse runs into the room to check on Kurapika, followed by Gon and Killua.
"Is everything alright in here?" the nurse asks Leorio.
"Please bring him his dose of morphine," Leorio answers.
Kurapika grabs Leorio's arm. "No. No morphine. I need to be clear-headed in order to understand what's going on."
Leorio dismisses the nurse with a wave of his hand. She leaves the room.
"Is Kurapika okay?" Gon asks, concerned for his friend.
Kurapika holds his abdomen. "Why does my stomach hurt so much?"
Leorio rubs his best friend's shoulder. "You just had surgery."
Kurapika gives Leorio a puzzled look. "Surgery? What for?"
Everyone in the room glance at each other.
Leorio questions Kurapika to see how much he remembers.
Kurapika grips the blanket beneath his hands. "No...I already told you. The last thing I remember is having tea with (Y/N). Now, will someone please tell me what's going on?"
You sit back down next to Kurapika. You wipe away his tears of anger with your thumb. "Everything is going to be okay, Kurapika. Let's just focus on getting you well."
Kurapika looks at you with questioning eyes. He blinks a few times before smiling. "(Y/N)!" He wraps his arms around you. "What would I do without you? I love you so much."
Leorio, Gon, and Killua give each other puzzled looks.
"What the hell? I thought you were in love with Hina," says Killua.
"Hina? Who's Hina?" Kurapika asks Killua.
Killua walks closer to Leorio. He covers his mouth before whispering to him. "I thought they did surgery on his stomach...not his brain."
Leorio bends down to Killua's level. "He could be experiencing dissociative amnesia. Although rare, it's caused by traumatic events."
"Is it permanent?"
"It can be."
"Well, we gotta tell him the truth! (Y/N) is a murderer."
Leorio stares at Kurapika. He notices how happy he looks. "Killua, maybe we shouldn't tell him. I mean...just look at him. He's happy."
Killua's eyes widen. "Are you an idiot? She killed your friend!"
"I know...but...Kurapika's happiness means more to me," says Leorio, smiling in Kurapika's direction.
Killua follows Leorio's line of vision. He winces when he sees Kurapika's glowing expression. "Dammit!" He walks toward you and grabs your arm. "Excuse me, Kurapika. Me and (Y/N) need to have a little talk."
Killua guides you out of the hospital room. He looks around, making sure nobody can see him manipulate the anatomy of his right hand. He shows you his claw-like fingernails.
"Hear me out...if you so much as leave a bruise on Kurapika, I'll murder you. And I promise...you'll feel every ounce of pain. From the piercing through your skin to the air leaving your lungs, I'll make sure you suffer. Got it?"
You swallow hard. "Yes. Trust me...I only want to protect Kurapika."
"You sure have a weird way of showing it." Killua changes his hand back to its original form. "You know the cops aren't going to buy your story," he continues.
Sweat drops form on your forehead. Killua feels the stress radiating from your body.
"Don't worry about it," he says. "We're hunters...we'll make something up. But we're doing this for Kurapika. Nobody gives a fuck about you."
Three years later, you swim up to Kurapika, wrapping your arms around him. You position yourself so you're straddling him.
"I've never felt so happy in my entire life."
The steam from the heated water rises to Kurapika's face. He presses his lips against yours. "For once in my life, I can honestly say I'm happy. No, happiness doesn't describe this feeling. It's a feeling of euphoria. A high I get from being around you." He leaves a trail of kisses across your jawline down to your neck. "I'm afraid I'm addicted to you."
You bite your lower lip as you smile. "That's fine. I'm happy to feed your addiction."
You grind your hips against your new husband. You feel his fingers move up your back, untying your bikini strap.
"Let's consummate our marriage," he says, pulling your bikini top off.
You've been waiting for this moment since you both said your vows. All of your dreams are coming true. Kurapika never regained his memories about Hina. Also, after years of proving yourself worthy of Kurapika, his friends have accepted you into their circle.
Everything feels perfect except for the weight on your conscience about the incident that occurred three years ago.
Kurapika tugs the side of your bikini bottom. You look down into his eyes. They're full of desire.
You cup his cheek with your hand. "Honey? I have a confession to make."
Kurapika tilts his head to the side. "Right now?"
You comb your fingers through his blonde hair. "Yes. I want nothing but honesty in our marriage."
"I agree. What is it you need to tell me?"
You take a deep breath. Kurapika offers you a soft smile while he patiently waits for you to answer.
"Kurapika, I..."
"Who the hell could that be?" You sigh before looking through the peephole.
You turn around and lean up against the door, fanning yourself. After a few seconds, you take a deep breath and open the door.
Standing in front of you is the most gorgeous man you have ever seen. With blonde hair and eyes that have the power to compel, you find yourself mesmerized by his beauty.
"C...can I help you?" you ask.
He extends his arm. "Yes. My name is Kurapika and I was wondering if you were still looking for a roommate. I saw your ad online."
You reach out to shake his hand. The feeling of his skin sends electric sparks down your spine.
"Hi, I'm (Y/N). Yes. I'm still looking for a roommate."
"I'm sorry, the ad didn't specify if you were looking for a male or female roommate. I understand if having a male roommate would make you uncomfortable. However, to ease your mind...I'll be working most of the time. You will rarely see me. I simply need a place to sleep a few nights a week."
You stare at him a little too long before replying. You wipe the drool from your mouth with your hand.
"You sound perfect. When do you want to move in?"
"I was hoping today."
You open the door wider. "Sounds good. Come in. I'll show you your room."
Kurapika takes his shoes off before walking inside the tiny apartment. "I appreciate it."
You lead him to his new room. "Sorry, it's not much."
Kurapika walks inside the small empty bedroom. He turns around and faces you with a smile. "It's perfect." He reaches into his bag. "How much do I owe you?"
"Sixty-six thousand jenny."
He pulls out an envelope filled with cash and starts to count it. He hands his share of the rent to you.
"I'll have my things delivered later today," he says.
You take the cash from him. "Sure. No problem."
You follow Kurapika as he walks out of the bedroom back to the front door. He places his hand on the doorknob then glances at you. "Thank you, again. I hope I didn't disrupt your day."
You shake your head. "Of course not. It's me who should be thanking you. I really needed this money."
"Is there anything else you need from me?" he asks you.
"How about a last name for the lease?"
"Right...Kurta. Kurapika Kurta."
As soon as Kurapika leaves, you open your laptop to find out as much as you can about your new mysterious roommate.
You check all social media platforms. "Nothing." You close your laptop with force. "Who is this guy?"
Later that evening, you hear a knock at the door. You hop off the couch to answer it. Your heart skips a beat when you see Kurapika. He's all you've been thinking about since meeting him. Never in your life have you felt such an obsession.
Kurapika is standing next to a tall man dressed in scrubs and a lab coat. His badge reads, Leorio Paradinight, MD.
"This is my friend, Leorio. He's going to help me set up my furniture. I hope that's okay with you," Kurapika says.
You wave a hand to him. "Of course. Have at it. By the way, I left you a key on the kitchen counter." You point to the kitchen.
Luckily, your room is directly next to Kurapika's so you are able to hear their conversation through the wall. You press your ear against the wall.
"You didn't tell me your new roommate was a cutie," Leorio says.
"Huh? I guess I didn't notice. I'm more interested in that new nurse you introduced me to the other day."
"Oh, you mean Hina? Yeah, she's a hottie. Has she called you yet?"
"No, unfortunately work has kept me busy."
"You two are perfect for each other. Both of you are always working."
"I have a lot of respect for her profession...taking care of sick children."
A tinge of jealousy forms in the pit of your stomach as you pull away from the wall. Wanting Kurapika all to yourself, you start to think of a plan. This nurse he is interested in is obviously in your way.
Hmmm...so this Hina takes care of sick children, meaning she works in pediatrics.
You grab your phone and immediately look through your contact list for anyone you know who has children.
The next day, you sit at a park bench. You hear your friend calling and you greet her as she approaches you while holding a little boy's hand.
"Thank you so much for offering to watch him for the day! You're a great friend, (Y/N)," your friend says.
You pick up the little boy. "Of course. I haven't seen this little guy since he was a baby."
"Well, I'm going to catch up on some housework. Call me for anything!"
You wave your friend goodbye before facing the little boy. "Want to play on the swing?"
The little boy nods his head.
You help him on the swing and start to push him. He laughs as you push him higher into the air.
The corners of your lips curve upward into a sly smile as you give him a hard push. The little boy falls off the swing and lands on his arm. Pretending to be concerned, you run to him.
The little boy screams as he holds his injured arm.
You strap him into the backseat of your car before speeding to the hospital. You recognize the hospital's logo from Leorio's badge and pull into the parking garage.
After checking in, you wait to be called. After several minutes, the two of you are asked to wait in a room. A nurse walks in to administer pain medication to the little boy. She's petite with long chestnut-colored hair. Her big brown eyes crinkle at the corners as she smiles at the little boy. You read her badge. Hina.
"Are you his mommy?" she asks in a soft voice.
"No, I'm just a friend. I called his mother. She's on her way."
"Okay. They are about to take him to x-ray."
Immediately after she finishes her sentence, a transporter walks in with a stretcher to take the little boy to get an x-ray of his arm. You are left in the room alone with Hina. You watch as she uses the computer to open the electronic medical record. She's beautiful, but not much more than you. You try to figure out what else Kurapika sees in her.
"So...what happened?" she asks, interrupting your thoughts.
You explain how the little boy fell off the swing.
"Well, it's a good thing you brought him in immediately," Hina says.
You reach into your purse for your phone. "I should let Kurapika know I'll be a little late." You look up to make sure she heard you.
She looks away from the computer screen to glance at you. "Excuse me...did you say Kurapika? The hunter?"
Oh...so he's a hunter. That's why he works so much.
"Yes. You know him?"
Her cheeks turn a few shades pink. "Y...yes."
You give her a fake surprised look. "What a small world! How do you know him?"
"Uh...he's a friend of a doctor who works here. We're supposed to go out for dinner tonight," she says.
Not if I have anything to do with it.
"Oh? That's strange," you say.
Hina furrows her brow. "What's strange?"
"He told me he was going out with someone else tonight." You fake a laugh. "I told him to stop being such a player!"
Hina looks like she is trying to keep herself from crying. "We must be talking about someone else. The Kurapika I know isn't like that."
"You never really know a person, huh?"
Hina stares at nothing. "I guess not."
Your friend opens the door and runs into the room. "Where is he...oh my goodness...what happened?"
You explain the incident to your friend. You stand up to leave once she has calmed down.
Before stepping out of the room, you place your hand on Hina's shoulder. "I don't know you, but you look like a nice girl. You don't deserve someone who would play you like that."
Later that evening, you fumble for your keys as you approach the door to your apartment. You open the door and walk into the dark apartment. You jump back as soon as you switch the light on. Kurapika is sitting on the couch.
"What are you doing in the dark?" you ask Kurapika while taking your shoes off.
He is holding his cellphone in his hands. He looks down at it before answering you.
"My...my date for tonight canceled on me," he says.
You keep yourself from smiling. "Oh, really? I'm sorry to hear that." You walk over to him.
Kurapika looks up at you. "What I don't understand is her reason. Something about me playing with her heart. I'd never do such a thing."
You sit next to him. "Sounds like she's the one playing with your heart."
He shakes his head. "No, she wouldn't do that. She's a sweet girl." He turns to face you. "I'm sorry...I don't mean to bother you with my relationship problems. We barely know each other."
You offer him a smile. "Well...let's get to know each other. I mean...we are roommates, afterall. Let's start with the basic questions. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a professional hunter."
"Oh...what kind of hunter?"
"Uh...a bounty hunter. What about you? What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a college student," you answer.
"That's nice. What is your major?"
You shrug your shoulders. "I haven't figured that part out yet. I mean...it's a big decision."
"I agree. I didn't attend traditional school, but I know the pressure they put on students."
Kurapika's phone rings. "Excuse me...it's Leorio."
You wave your hand at him. "Go ahead."
"Hello...Leorio? Uh...tonight? I don't know. I was just planning to stay in. Huh? You already reserved a table? Well...in that case...sure. See you then."
He ends his call and gives you an apologetic look. "I'm sorry to cut our conversation short, but my friend just invited me to dinner. He's trying to take my mind off of Hina."
"No problem. Go out and have fun."
"I won't be out too late," he says.
"I'm your roommate, not your mother. Come home whenever you want...it doesn't bother me."
Kurapika nods before walking to his bedroom to get ready.
You're a little sad that he is leaving, but at the same time, you're relieved he isn't going out with Hina.
Late that night, you sit at the kitchen counter finishing up some homework when you hear the sound of keys jingling outside your door. You watch as Kurapika stumbles his way inside the apartment. He takes off his shoes and almost trips over them as he walks toward you.
"H-Heeey...(Y/N). Whatcha doin'?"
Your eyes widen as Kurapika approaches you. The smell of alcohol fills your nose.
A mischievous smile spreads across your face.
He's drunk! This is going to be so easy.
"Hi, Kurapika. Looks like you had a good time."
He falls into the chair next to you. "I need...uh...water."
He's so damn adorable when he's drunk.
"I'll grab some for you," you say, standing up.
You fill a glass with water and pass it to Kurapika. He gives you a crooked smile as he takes it from your hand. He holds the glass with both of his hands as he gulps down the water. You stand behind him and rub his shoulders. He puts the glass down and lets out a soft moan.
"Does that feel good?" you ask him.
"Yeah. Very." He closes his eyes and leans back.
You add a little more pressure. After a few seconds of enjoying the massage, he opens his eyes. "I...I better get to bed."
You pull your hands away from his shoulders. "Okay...sleep well."
You give Kurapika a few minutes to settle into bed before sneaking into his room. You notice he left the door cracked open. It creaks as you walk in. The moonlight shines through the window, providing enough light for what you're about to do.
Kurapika attempts to get out of his clothes, but falls to the bed when he realizes he's too drunk. He doesn't notice you as you walk past him. You prop your phone up on the bedside table. It's set up to take a video. You press record before climbing on top of him.
He looks up at you with a puzzled expression on his face. "(Y/N)? What are you doing?"
A mischievous smile spreads across your face. "You, silly."
You unbuckle his belt and pull down his pants. You grab his growing erection. "A little excited, are we?"
"Uh...uh," Kurapika moans.
You giggle as you stroke him. "I knew it...your cock is huge!"
Kurapika attempts to sit up. "Wait...stop."
You push him back down. He watches you through blurry vision.
You pull up the hem of your nightgown and position yourself over his length. You're conveniently not wearing any panties.
You unbutton his shirt, gasping when you see his sculpted chest. You run your hands up his torso to his shoulders. When you run your hands back down, you guide him inside your welcoming entrance. You feel every inch of him slowly fill you. Once he is all the way inside, you start to grind against him.
Kurapika lets out a moan. "You...must stop. This can't happen."
You pause your movements and glare at him. "It's already happening. Now shut up while I fuck you."
Kurapika grabs your hips and pulls you up. Just when he is about to pull you off, he slams you back down on him. A scream of pleasure escapes your lips. You hear a mixture of moans and grunts coming from Kurapika as he raises his hips to thrust himself deeper inside of you.
You reach down and press your lips against his ear. "Tell me you love me," you whisper.
"I...I love you," Kurapika whispers back.
"Louder."
"I love you!" he shouts. He presses his lips against yours and parts your lips with his tongue.
Kurapika uses too much tongue and leaves saliva around your lips as he kisses you. The taste of sake remains in your mouth as you pull away. The string of saliva breaks when you sit back up.
You continue to ride Kurapika until the weightless feeling of being on a rollercoaster forms in your stomach. The feeling travels throughout your body, sending you into a state of euphoria.
"Ahh...Kura...pi...ahh," you moan.
Your body becomes limp from the intensity of your orgasm.
"Don't stop. I'm close," says Kurapika, sweat drops forming on his forehead.
You continue to move your hips up and down, allowing him to finish. He pulls you off immediately before he comes. Impressed by his willpower, you watch as he spills himself all over your nightgown.
Kurapika falls onto the mattress. A satisfied smile spreads across his face.
You dangle your legs from the bed and stare at him for a few seconds before standing up.
You stop recording the video on your phone before grabbing it.
You walk with shaky legs to the door.
Kurapika says something to you before you walk out the door. "That was incredible...Hina."
You pull your eyebrows close together and make fists with your hands.
Bastard...he thought he was fucking that bitch. I'm going to make sure he pays.
You walk into your room and close the door behind you. You run your hands up and down the front of your nightgown, feeling the stickiness Kurapika left behind. You place your fingers inside your mouth, tasting him.
You become aroused again. You pull the comforter off of your bed before climbing in. You lay back, closing your eyes before placing two fingers in between your legs. You feel yourself as you think about Kurapika.
You picture the gorgeous blonde hunter, bringing you to your climax.
Breathing heavily, you open your eyes.
Kurapika is mine. I'll make sure of that. Even if I have to kill.
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The next morning, Kurapika drags his feet as he walks to the kitchen. He runs his hands through his hair when he sits down in front of you at the table.
"Rough night?" you ask, standing up to get him a cup of coffee.
"Yeah, my head is throbbing. I know better than to allow Leorio to take me out drinking."
You open your cabinet and pull out a bottle of ibuprofen. "This should help." You place a mug of coffee and the medication in front of Kurapika.
"Thank you. Just so you know...I'm not a big drinker. I don't want you to think this is a habit of mine," Kurapika says.
"Don't worry about it. Did you have a good time?"
"I guess so. To be honest, I think I blacked-out." He swallows the pills with his coffee. "Damn. I know Leorio means well, but I can't drink my sorrows away. It only makes me feel worse."
"What's the last thing you remember?"
"I remember sitting in this chair. Nothing else." Kurapika rubs his temples with his fingers. "What's that awful noise?" he asks you.
You point to his pants pocket. "Sounds like your phone. Someone is trying to call you."
"Right." He reaches into his pocket for his phone. His eyes widen when he sees the name of the caller. He glances at you. "Sorry...I need to take this." He stands up and walks back to his room, leaving you alone in the kitchen.
Curious as to why Kurapika had that reaction, you tiptoe to his room. You listen to his conversation from the other side of his bedroom door.
"You want to see me tonight? Sure...I'd love to!" he says.
You walk backwards to the kitchen while holding your chest.
Kurapika walks out of his room, grinning from ear to ear.
"Is everything alright?" you ask.
"Yes. That was Hina. She wants to have dinner with me tonight."
"She does?" Your heart sinks to your stomach.
"Yes, isn't that great?"
"Yeah, I'm so happy for you," you answer, forcing yourself to use your happy voice.
"I better go sleep this hangover off. I want to feel my best tonight."
"Want me to make you some breakfast?" you ask Kurapika.
He looks down while holding his stomach. "Uh...no. I'm feeling a little sick to my stomach."
You look at Kurapika with concern. "Maybe you should go out another night. You don't look well."
"I'll be fine. Besides, she's a nurse. She can take care of me."
I can take better care of you.
Later that afternoon, you hear Kurapika's phone ringing while he is in the shower. You see Hina's name on the screen. You pick up his phone and swipe to the right.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Uh...I'm looking for Kurapika. Who is this?" Hina asks, fear in her voice.
"Don't freak out. I'm just his roommate. He's taking a shower. Want me to leave him a message?"
"Oh. Sure. Please tell him I found someone to cover the rest of my shift so we can actually meet an hour earlier."
"No problem. Does he know where to meet you?"
"Yes. In front of the hospital," Hina says.
"I'll let him know."
"Thank you so much."
You end the call with a smile on your face.
You walk towards the hospital looking around for Hina. You find her sitting on one of the benches. She's swinging her legs like a giddy little girl.
You never gave Kurapika her message. Instead, you decided to meet with her before Kurapika's arrival.
"Hey...Hina, right?" you ask, stopping in front of her.
Hina looks at you with a puzzled expression on her face. "Yes?" She changes her expression once she recognizes you. "Oh...I remember you. How is your friend's little boy?"
You wave your hand in the air. "Oh, he's fine. Anyway, how are you? Have you talked to Kurapika lately?"
"Yes. Actually...he should be arriving any minute. We're going out tonight," Hina says. Her eyes are filled with excitement.
You take a deep breath and look down. You shake your head before taking a seat next to Hina.
"What's wrong?" Hina asks you.
"There's something I need to show you." You pull your phone out of your purse. You pull up the video you took last night, fast forwarding to the part where Kurapika says, "I love you."
Hina's eyes widen as she watches the video. Tears well up in her eyes. She shoves the phone away. "Please...I can't watch anymore."
You place your hand on Hina's shoulder. "Hey...it's not your fault. Anyway, at least you found out before you fell in love with him."
The tears fall down Hina's cheek. "I...I already did."
You rest your forehead on Hina's shoulder. "I'm so sorry."
She sniffles. "It's not you who needs to apologize. It's Kurapika."
You pull yourself away from Hina. "Make him pay for breaking your heart."
You leave Hina alone to cry. You make sure to stay out of sight from her.
A half an hour later, you see Kurapika walk toward Hina, wearing a big smile on his face. He's dressed up in his suit holding a bouquet of red roses.
His smile fades when he sees Hina crying. You watch as he tries to comfort her. You can't hear what they're saying, but they're body language tells you everything.
Hina throws the bouquet of roses on the ground before pushing Kurapika. He holds his hands up in confusion.
After minutes of shouting, Hina slaps Kurapika across the face. You can't help but smile.
He touches his face in shock and proceeds to plead with her. It appears Hina isn't listening to him because she walks away from him with her hands covering her eyes.
He runs after her, but is only pushed away. He walks back to the bench and sits down in defeat. You wait several minutes before walking toward him.
"Kurapika?" you ask, pretending to be surprised to see him.
Kurapika picks his head up to look at you. "(Y/N)? What are you doing here?"
"Just visiting a friend. How are you? You don't look so good."
"(Y/N), I don't know what to do." He rests his face in his hands. "I like Hina a lot, but I don't know what I'm doing wrong. You're a woman...any advice would be appreciated."
"Sure. What did she say?"
Kurapika picks his head back up. He stares out at nothing. "She is accusing me of sleeping with another woman."
"Well...did you?"
"Of course not!" he shouts, looking back at you. "She says she saw proof, but it couldn't have been me. What should I do, (Y/N)?"
You rest your hand on Kurapika's thigh. "To be honest, I'd give up on her. If she doesn't trust you now, what makes you think she ever will?"
Kurapika sighs. "You're absolutely right. It's just...it hurts like hell. I've been in countless battles, but nothing compares to this pain."
You comb back some loose strands of hair from Kurapika's face with your fingers. "You're strong. You'll get through it."
He gives you a soft smile. "You know what?"
You stare at Kurapika with gleaming eyes. "What?"
"You'd make a good friend." He pats you on the head. "What do you say? Can we be friends?"
You look away to hide your disappointment.
"Uh...sure. I'd love to be friends with you, Kurapika."
Kurapika stands up from the bench. "Speaking of friends, there's Leorio."
Leorio notices Kurapika and waves at him. You walk beside Kurapika to meet his friend. They greet each other as if you aren't there.
"I thought you had a date with Hina...it's all she talked about at work today," Leorio says.
"Really?" Kurapika asks, sounding like a highschooler.
Kurapika and Leorio start to walk away. You follow behind, listening closely to their conversation.
"Hina thinks I slept with someone else," Kurapika whispers.
"Why the hell would she think that?"
"Someone showed her a video."
Leorio almost trips over nothing. "Whaat?"
Kurapika shakes his head. "I don't know how to fix this mess."
"Well...was it you?" Leorio elbows Kurapika. "C'mon you can tell me the truth. I won't say anything."
"Of course it wasn't me!" Kurapika shouts. "I'd never behave so irresponsibly."
Leorio rubs his chin. "Sounds like you need to have a talk with her. Where did she see this video anyway?"
You feel the corners of your lips move upward as you continue to listen to their conversation.
Kurapika continues to explain his interaction with Hina to Leorio. Once the three of you arrive at the bus stop, Kurapika notices you.
"(Y/N)! I apologize...I forgot you were still here." Sweat drops form on his forehead. "How rude of me. You remember Leorio, right?" He motions toward Leorio.
You nod your head. "Yes. Don't worry about me. I figured we could ride home together."
The three of you board the bus. You listen closely to Leorio, who is whispering to Kurapika.
"Hey...you're not interested in (Y/N)?"
"Not romantically. We're just friends," Kurapika whispers back to Leorio.
You can feel your ears burn as heat rises to your head.
Hina is still fucking with my plans. She's gotta go.
Weeks later, you and Kurapika are sitting in the middle of the living room floor. The two of you have been spending a lot of time together. You have learned about his Nen ability and convinced him to teach you.
"You are grasping this quickly. I'm impressed," Kurapika says, holding your hands in his.
You're thankful for the long-sleeved shirt covering the goosebumps on your arms. You giggle as you stare into his dark gray eyes. He stares back into yours as the room becomes quiet. He pulls himself closer to you. Your heart rate increases as you feel his breath against your cheek.
You close your eyes, preparing for the moment you have waited so long for. You feel his fingertips against your skin as he tucks some loose strands behind your ear. His soft lips barely touch yours as his phone rings. He pulls away quickly, pulling his phone out of his pocket.
You watch as his eyes widen. He stares at the name of the caller for a few seconds before answering.
"Hina? Is it really you?"
The excitement you felt run through your veins seconds ago turns into anger. The woman you despise more than anyone else in the world ruined your kiss with Kurapika.
Kurapika stands up, forgetting you exist.
"You want to see me? Really?" Kurapika asks Hina.
You feel your jaw clench. You had promised yourself to not let anything come between you and Kurapika. Now that Hina is back in his life, you begin to devise a plan to eliminate her.
Kurapika ends his call. He looks down at you, smiling like a high school boy who was just asked out by the prom queen.
"Great news! Hina wants to give me another chance," he says.
You stand up. "Yeah? Good for you. When are you going to see her?" you ask, pretending to be happy for him.
"Tomorrow! Where do you think I should take her?"
"Take her to the museum. She'll be impressed by your knowledge of the artifacts there."
Kurapika's face brightens. "That's a great idea! You're such a good friend, (Y/N)." He pulls up the museum's website on his phone.
You scowl when he calls you his friend.
The next day, you search the medicine cabinet for your old prescription of xanax. "There you are," you say as you grab the bottle.
You put the bottle in your pocket and run to the kitchen. You prepare some drinks for you and Kurapika, crushing a pill and putting the powdery substance into his drink.
There's a loud knock on your door. You straighten out your dress before answering it.
You are greeted by two young boys.
"Hey! Is this where Kurapika lives?" the black-haired boy asks you.
"Uh...yes. Come in."
"My name is Gon Freecss."
"And I'm Killua Zoldyck."
Zoldyck? Is he related to the famous family of assassins?
"Oh...Gon and Killua. Kurapika has talked about you before. He's getting ready for his date. Would you like something to drink?"
"Sure!" Gon answers.
The three of you walk to the kitchen. Killua takes the drink you made for Kurapika and takes a sip.
You take it from him as soon as you notice. "No...this one's for Kurapika. There's some soda in the fridge if you'd like."
Gon opens the refrigerator and pulls out two cans of soda. "Alright! She has orange soda." Gon passes a can to Killua.
Killua glares at you. "What did you put in Kurapika's drink?"
"What are you talking about?" you ask, nervously.
"You put something in there. I can taste it. What's your deal?"
Sweat drops form on your forehead. How can he taste that?
Gon gives Killua a puzzled look. "What are you talking about, Killua?"
Kurapika emerges from his bedroom, dressed up and ready for his date with Hina. "Gon? Killua? What are you two doing here?"
Gon spins around, happy to hear his friend's voice. "Kurapika! We were just in the city and decided to drop by," Gon says.
Killua watches as Kurapika walks towards them. "Your roommate made you some iced green tea, but it's gross so I wouldn't drink it if I were you."
"That's not a nice thing to say, Killua. Her name is (Y/N) and she's more than a roommate. She's my friend."
You wince when he calls you his friend again. Not wanting to start trouble with Killua, you grab Kurapika's glass of tea and pour it down the sink. "He's right. It didn't come out like I had hoped."
Kurapika chuckles. "I'm sure it was just fine. I appreciate the gesture."
Killua finishes his can of soda. "Friends, huh?" You should be careful who you call your friend."
"Is there something you want to tell me?" Kurapika asks Killua.
Killua stands next to Gon. "No. You're smart. I'm sure you'll figure it out." Killua closes his eyes and walks towards the door. "C'mon, Gon. Looks like he's busy."
Looking like he's doing algebra in his head, Gon follows Killua. "Uh...okay." He waves goodbye to you and Kurapika before closing the door behind him.
Kurapika turns to face you. You feel your heart race as he watches you with a suspicious expression on his face.
"Uh...ready for your date tonight?" you ask him.
His expression softens. "Yes. I'm a little early, but I want to make a good impression."
"Well...you look great," you say, trying to figure out another way to make Kurapika late.
"Thank you. To be honest, I'm a little nervous. I've never felt this way before," says Kurapika, holding his stomach.
You decide to sneak another xanax into his drink. "Want me to make you some tea? I promise not to mess it up this time. I'll even add ginger. It will help calm your nervous stomach."
"How considerate of you. I'd appreciate that."
Kurapika grabs a book and sits on the couch. You wait until he is engrossed in his book before adding the crushed pill into his tea.
You walk over to him and call his name three times before he notices.
"Oh, sorry. This chapter is intense," he says, taking the tea from you. He takes a few sips. "Wow. This is great. Thank you very much."
"Anytime," you say with a smile.
Kurapika finishes his tea quickly and almost drops the cup while trying to put it on the coffee table.
"Do you feel okay?" you ask Kurapika.
He rubs his temples. "Yeah. I'm just a little tired."
You grab a throw blanket and cover him with it. "Well, you have time for a little nap."
Kurapika yawns. "I feel so...calm. It's nice."
His breathing slows down as he drifts off.
"Kurapika?"
He doesn't move. You get up and run to the bathroom to change into your disguise. Once you're finished, you quietly leave the apartment.
You take the bus to the museum. You search the crowd for Hina.
She walks in, looking for Kurapika. When she doesn't see him, she sits down in one of the chairs. You walk over to her.
"Are you Miss Hina?" you ask her.
"Yes. Who are you?"
"I work for the museum. I have a message from Mr. Kurta."
Hina's face brightens. "You do? What did he say?"
"He wants you to meet him inside the building behind the museum," you answer.
Hina furrows her brow. "Isn't that building abandoned? Why would he want to meet me there?"
"I'm just the messenger. I can accompany you if you'd like."
"Uh...sure. Thank you."
The two of you walk to the abandoned building behind the museum.
"This building doesn't look safe. Are you sure Kurapika wants to meet me here?" Hina asks you, looking up at the building.
"Yes."
"Well...I think I should call him to make sure. It's not that I don't believe you. It's just...I have a bad feeling."
Hina reaches into her purse for her phone. While she is distracted, you channel your aura. You grab her arms and throw her against a window. Her body bounces off the window to the ground. Broken glass shatters on top of her.
Hina grabs the back of her head. Her eyes widen when she sees her own blood covering her hand. "What...what did you just do?"
You march over to Hina. You pull your wig off, exposing your identity.
Hina's body trembles. "It's...it's you. Why are you doing this?"
You rest your hand on your hip. "Isn't it obvious? I want you to stay away from Kurapika."
"Ku...Kurapika?"
"Yes. Why did you call him? You don't care that he fucked me instead of you?"
Tears fall from Hina's cheek as she looks up at the dark sky. "Of course I care. I just want to give him another chance. I...I love him."
You kick Hina on her side. "Wrong answer. I'll make sure you never see Kurapika again."
You tie Hina's wrists together. You push open the door to the building and drag her body inside.
"You know he has been teaching me Nen? I was going to wait until I fully mastered it to finish you off, but you called before I had the chance to learn Hatsu. Oh, well. How do you want to die?"
Hina squirms, too injured to defend herself. "Please...you don't need to do this. I promise to stay away from Kurapika," begs Hina.
"Not good enough. As long as you're around, Kurapika will continue to think about you." You hold a rope in one hand and a knife in the other. "Hmmm...want me to slice your throat or choke you to death?"
"You won't get away with this. Kurapika is one of the greatest hunters out there. He will find out."
You move closer to Hina. "You talk too much. Want me to decide?" You wrap the rope around her neck.
Hina instinctively pulls her arms down. Even though her wrists are tied together, she still manages to loosen the rope.
You grab her wrists and slam them on the ground above her head. "If you do that again, I'll slice your arms. Do you understand?"
Hina doesn't want to give up. She lifts her legs up and attempts to kick you.
You grab your knife and stab Hina in the thigh. Her high-pitched scream fills your ears. The smell of fresh blood replaces the musty smell of the old building.
You cover her mouth with one hand while tightening the rope with your other hand. You watch as the whites of her eyes become red. She struggles for a few seconds before losing consciousness. You add more pressure to her arteries and hold it for five more minutes, ensuring her death.
You let go of the rope, letting out a deep breath. Adrenaline still runs through your veins as you try to figure out what to do with her body.
You hear the door creak open. You turn around and see Kurapika frozen in place.
You run toward him, flailing your arms. "Oh, Kurapika! Thank goodness you're here. Something terrible happened to Hina. I tried to save her, but my Nen wasn't strong enough," you say.
Ignoring you, Kurapika walks toward Hina. He kneels next to her. He places two fingers against her carotid artery. When he doesn't feel a pulse, he falls back, covering his eyes with his hand. He remains silent for a few seconds before you notice tears falling from his cheeks.
Anger runs through your veins as you watch him cry over Hina. You thought eliminating Hina from his life would bring the two of you closer. You grab another piece of rope and walk behind Kurapika. He doesn't notice you tie it around his neck until you tighten it.
Kurapika grabs the rope that is threatening to cut off the oxygen supply to his brain. "(Y/N)? Did you do this to Hina?"
Using your aura, you pull the rope tighter.
Kurapika shakes his head. "(Y/N), you're a novice. I'm a lot stronger than you. Answer me...why are you doing this?"
"Because we are meant to be together. Why can't you see that?"
"I'm sorry, (Y/N). My feelings for you are not reciprocated."
You pull your phone out. "Oh, no? Then explain this." You show Kurapika the same video you showed Hina.
His eyes widen as he watches the video. "It...It was you? But...how?"
"Remember that night you went out with Leorio? You were all over me when you got home."
"But...I was intoxicated. How could you allow me to do such a thing? Due to your lack of self control, I have no recollection of losing my purity."
You're taken aback by his statement. "Wait...you were a virgin?"
Kurapika closes his eyes. "You say we are meant to be together; however, you don't know anything about me. I wouldn't ever give myself to someone unless I was in love."
"Well...damn. Anyway, enough talk. You're going to be with me no matter what."
Kurapika hands you the rope from his neck. "With this weak rope? May I remind you I have the ability to conjure chains strong enough to move mountains?"
"You can't if you're too injured to summon your aura."
"Huh?"
You grab the knife and pierce it through the side of Kurapika's abdomen. He squeezes his eyes shut, clenching his jaw. He holds his abdomen as he falls to the floor. You watch as he pulls his legs up against his chest.
A pool of blood forms around Kurapika's body. Tears well up in your eyes when you realize what you've done. You never meant to cause him any pain.
At that moment, the door to the building swings open. Leorio, Gon, and Killua run in.
"Kurapika!" Leorio shouts, racing to his best friend. He lifts Kurapika's shirt to assess his wound. Fear fills his eyes as he watches the pool of blood that surrounds Kurapika get larger. He opens his briefcase and pulls out a stack of gauze. He presses it against Kurapika's wound.
Kurapika fades in and out of consciousness. "Leorio? My...stomach...hurts."
"Hang in there, buddy. Help is on the way," says Leorio.
Gon is on the phone, calling for an ambulance.
Meanwhile, you feel Killua glaring at you.
"I knew it! This bitch is a murderer. I caught her trying to poison Kurapika earlier." Killua kicks a pile of wood. "Dammit! I should've warned him."
Gon ends his call. "What are you talking about, Killua?"
Killua explains how he tasted the xanax in Kurapika's tea earlier. Gon looks at you in disbelief.
Leorio overhears Gon and Killua's conversation and turns his head to face you. He notices Hina's body on the floor. "Is that...Hina?"
The paramedics storm through the door. Leorio assists them in securing Kurapika onto the stretcher. He follows them in the ambulance.
Caring more about their friend than you, Gon and Killua run to meet Leorio and Kurapika at the hospital.
The police question you about the incident.
"Kurapika stabbed himself after killing Hina," you lie while sobbing.
Kurapika underwent emergency surgery and required multiple units of blood.
Hours later, you walk into Kurapika's hospital room. Leorio, Gon, and Killua surround his bed.
Killua stands up and pushes you away from Kurapika. Gon stops him.
"Hey, let her see him. We won't know the full story until Kurapika feels better," Gon says, placing his hand on Killua's shoulder.
"I don't trust her. What if she tries something while we're gone?" Killua asks Gon.
"Leorio is here. He won't let that happen," Gon answers.
Killua pulls away from Gon and walks toward you. "If you try to hurt Kurapika again, I'll kill you."
Your mouth becomes dry as Killua stares at you with bloodlust in his eyes.
"C'mon, Killua. Let's go," says Gon.
Once the two boys leave the room, you walk toward Kurapika. Leorio stares at you while you take a seat on the bed.
Leorio takes a deep breath. "Surgery went well. He's in stable condition."
You look up at Leorio. "Thank you." Tears well up in your eyes. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I love Kurapika with all my heart."
You comb Kurapika's hair away from his face with your fingertips. He looks so peaceful, you almost don't want him to wake up. You press your lips against his forehead.
Leorio gently grabs your arm. "You're getting too close to him. Please back away."
You stare at Leorio with misty eyes. "I'm not going to hurt him. I only did what I did to protect him."
"That's a strange way of protecting someone. Just so you know, he wouldn't have made it if we didn't show up when we did," Leorio says, expressionless.
"How did you know where to find us?"
"Killua had a bad feeling. We knew Kurapika was going to the museum so we decided to check on him. When we arrived, we felt Kurapika's aura fade away."
You turn your attention back to Kurapika. The monitor above his bed starts to alarm. You stand up, raising your hands. "Did I touch something?"
Leorio grabs his stethoscope. He listens to Kurapika's heart before answering you. "No. His heart rate increased."
"Is he okay?"
"Sinus tachycardia...not a life threatening dysrhythmia," Leorio answers.
You shake your head. "Leorio, I don't know what any of that means."
"It means his heart rate is above one hundred. He's most likely in pain." Leorio places his hands on Kurapika's shoulders. "Hey, buddy. Are you in pain?"
Kurapika winces before opening his eyes. "Leorio? What happened to me? Where am I?"
A nurse runs into the room to check on Kurapika, followed by Gon and Killua.
"Is everything alright in here?" the nurse asks Leorio.
"Please bring him his dose of morphine," Leorio answers.
Kurapika grabs Leorio's arm. "No. No morphine. I need to be clear-headed in order to understand what's going on."
Leorio dismisses the nurse with a wave of his hand. She leaves the room.
"Is Kurapika okay?" Gon asks, concerned for his friend.
Kurapika holds his abdomen. "Why does my stomach hurt so much?"
Leorio rubs his best friend's shoulder. "You just had surgery."
Kurapika gives Leorio a puzzled look. "Surgery? What for?"
Everyone in the room glance at each other.
Leorio questions Kurapika to see how much he remembers.
Kurapika grips the blanket beneath his hands. "No...I already told you. The last thing I remember is having tea with (Y/N). Now, will someone please tell me what's going on?"
You sit back down next to Kurapika. You wipe away his tears of anger with your thumb. "Everything is going to be okay, Kurapika. Let's just focus on getting you well."
Kurapika looks at you with questioning eyes. He blinks a few times before smiling. "(Y/N)!" He wraps his arms around you. "What would I do without you? I love you so much."
Leorio, Gon, and Killua give each other puzzled looks.
"What the hell? I thought you were in love with Hina," says Killua.
"Hina? Who's Hina?" Kurapika asks Killua.
Killua walks closer to Leorio. He covers his mouth before whispering to him. "I thought they did surgery on his stomach...not his brain."
Leorio bends down to Killua's level. "He could be experiencing dissociative amnesia. Although rare, it's caused by traumatic events."
"Is it permanent?"
"It can be."
"Well, we gotta tell him the truth! (Y/N) is a murderer."
Leorio stares at Kurapika. He notices how happy he looks. "Killua, maybe we shouldn't tell him. I mean...just look at him. He's happy."
Killua's eyes widen. "Are you an idiot? She killed your friend!"
"I know...but...Kurapika's happiness means more to me," says Leorio, smiling in Kurapika's direction.
Killua follows Leorio's line of vision. He winces when he sees Kurapika's glowing expression. "Dammit!" He walks toward you and grabs your arm. "Excuse me, Kurapika. Me and (Y/N) need to have a little talk."
Killua guides you out of the hospital room. He looks around, making sure nobody can see him manipulate the anatomy of his right hand. He shows you his claw-like fingernails.
"Hear me out...if you so much as leave a bruise on Kurapika, I'll murder you. And I promise...you'll feel every ounce of pain. From the piercing through your skin to the air leaving your lungs, I'll make sure you suffer. Got it?"
You swallow hard. "Yes. Trust me...I only want to protect Kurapika."
"You sure have a weird way of showing it." Killua changes his hand back to its original form. "You know the cops aren't going to buy your story," he continues.
Sweat drops form on your forehead. Killua feels the stress radiating from your body.
"Don't worry about it," he says. "We're hunters...we'll make something up. But we're doing this for Kurapika. Nobody gives a fuck about you."
Three years later, you swim up to Kurapika, wrapping your arms around him. You position yourself so you're straddling him.
"I've never felt so happy in my entire life."
The steam from the heated water rises to Kurapika's face. He presses his lips against yours. "For once in my life, I can honestly say I'm happy. No, happiness doesn't describe this feeling. It's a feeling of euphoria. A high I get from being around you." He leaves a trail of kisses across your jawline down to your neck. "I'm afraid I'm addicted to you."
You bite your lower lip as you smile. "That's fine. I'm happy to feed your addiction."
You grind your hips against your new husband. You feel his fingers move up your back, untying your bikini strap.
"Let's consummate our marriage," he says, pulling your bikini top off.
You've been waiting for this moment since you both said your vows. All of your dreams are coming true. Kurapika never regained his memories about Hina. Also, after years of proving yourself worthy of Kurapika, his friends have accepted you into their circle.
Everything feels perfect except for the weight on your conscience about the incident that occurred three years ago.
Kurapika tugs the side of your bikini bottom. You look down into his eyes. They're full of desire.
You cup his cheek with your hand. "Honey? I have a confession to make."
Kurapika tilts his head to the side. "Right now?"
You comb your fingers through his blonde hair. "Yes. I want nothing but honesty in our marriage."
"I agree. What is it you need to tell me?"
You take a deep breath. Kurapika offers you a soft smile while he patiently waits for you to answer.
"Kurapika, I..."
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