Hunter X Hunter||Falling In love With The Oldest Story
Kurapika X Reader||Falling In Love In Yorknew City
Imagine meeting your beloved friends Gon, Killua, and Leorio in Yorknew City as promised on September 1st. Getting tangled with the Nostrade family, and when a prophecy ignites by Neon, you're forced to confront your feelings for Kurapika, and he's utterly terrified that his darkness would taint the light in you. Happy Reading!
I'm always trying to find Kurapika gifs of the 1999 version for the absolute darkness embedded in every frame, but this is adorable.
Kurapika's eyes scanned the prophecy, in his hands, his nails digging into the parchment, re-reading it multiple times to confirm this wasn't a horrid dream. The rain outside pouring felt like shackles, it would wash away this terrible sequence of a night, it was an intense meeting with the Nostrade family, just when the news about him having to accept being a hitman wasn't something that he had buried himself in, the earlier pleading of his voice died out like a candle.
What was the precise purpose of making that statement?" His voice was measured, as if trying to restrain that anger looking at you, hoping you would provide some sensical answer but, then his scarlet eyes flickered, to the bed where Neon's aura flickered like a static, once...then twice...then once again like a broken windtape before, the pencil fell limp on the maroon rug, Kurapika's Gyo was neutralized within the next second he was aldready moving gently pushing you out the way.
"It flickered...her nen beast went to sleep?" Melody asked her voice was melodic like a note, or a fragments you couldn't really discern it. "That's terrible" Melody mumbled, her ears had mapped out, Neon's exhausted body, the lights overhead flickered before the power was cut short.
Kurapika, finally turned on all the lights by the floor and wall, little hues of golden made warm glows across the room it was like a welcome balm whatever, warmth it could offer in such a cold room was given.
In just a few moments, half carelessly, did he jeopardise your safety? He was too focused on his upcoming assignment, the shipments were important if there was forgery, even the Kurta clan eyes, his people might be fake, but he should've been more vigilant, it was his damn Kurapika barely registered your hand, hesitant to touch his shoulder, before you could pull away; he clasped it.
"Let's review the prophecy." He said finally, as if to assure you
Parchments are the souls For Transactions and look-alikes. You are a wisteria flower. Your beleaguered with ink. Your poetry has reached the fog, play a game of Caraval Cards the stars have insisted for you. The red eyes customer won't be with you. Toss the coin for a secret. For that is your only currency. Your mortal hands held a star. Which forgot to burn you. Deity is tied...
The last lines of the prophecy was trailed of, and Neon was left completely exhausted, it wasn't in verses her pencil was quivering, it wasn't a prophecy for kurapika it was an omen for him.
His hands shook at the line which said, the red eyes customer won't be with you. Don't tell me he thought, he would be in the auction house tracking the scarlet eyes. His hands trembled before you took the sheet away gently from his iron clad grip, his hand then reached for your shoulder tightening around it like a vice.
"I won't be with you! Damn it, you need to leave Yorknew take gon and killua with you."
You placed your hand around his trying to ground him, "Kura, your not listening to yourself...you saw Neon's aura flickering the beast stopped writing after a while, it's an incomplete prohecy" you tried which slices through his panic as he pulled you closer to him his hand enclosing your back to him ignoring Meldoy and Basho who were equally stunned at the display of reverence from the usual stern man they had grown used to working with.
"Your right...you always are"
That same night, he burns the midnight oil first their concern was to get Neon out of Yorknew city the troupe attack had shaken the underworld even though it was just a public auction it was a display of power and dominance that could earn a mafia community a rank, or influence that might come in par with elite mafias or the ten dons though it was a far fetched idea it was plausible, the Nostrade family with Neon's nen could do it.
"Kura...let's have dinner you've been at it for hours" your voice pulled him out of the trails of paperwork, he prided himself for sorting out, it was a boon and bail
"Alright.." he mumbled, a sigh of relief escaped you as if you had been holding in the breath the whole day, you passed the next few hours with Kurapika watching an old document featuring an alien invasion it was sticking out like a sore thumb in the Nostrade mansion but, you both needed that moment of amusement.
"I think...when the prophecy said play a game of caraval cards it was referring to Hisoka."
"Seems like Hisoka is everywhere almost omnipresent...it's annoying" you added pressing your palm to your chin.
Kurapika straightened his spine, looking away from the documentary his eyes fixated on every Micro movement you might make. He didn't want to miss it now, anything that could offer him a glimpse of your thoughts he would take it.
The city lights were a tapestry of neon lights in all shades, the streets had ears in them the phantom troupe lingered in the shadows of the auctions you needed information on, not the public auction the strings connecting like a spider web, each rumour, glimpse was a currency a currency that was terribly limited. The city was glamorous, you looked away back to where kurapika was his eyes seem to aldready know.
"You are not to keep me in the dark regarding this, if we move we move together you are not infiltrating the public nor the underground auctions."
Kurapika's voice was stern, the calculative strategist clicking back in place like a lock but, you knew the man underneath the slight tremor of his fingers tips, the scarlet eyes that brims behind his contacts, it was a plea, a desperate plea from a man who was willing to move heaven and Earth for you.
You didn't know if that terrified you, or made you feel like Yorknew city could be safe, if just maybe for a few moments.
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An eerie pose, from hunter x hunter following Neon's eerie lovely ghostwriter for something haunting.