LeoPika short stories and one shots!

Intruder

"My heart explodeth in my chest,
and now I'll never know rest.
You always know what to say,
you make my life brighter everyday.
Because you know me best."

Kurapika folded the love note and held it to his chest for a moment. I swear to god I will slap the shit out of you when I find you.

He pushed open the door of their house, and locked it behind him. "Leorio?!"

"Yes, Kurapika?" The voice came from the kitchen.

Kurapika froze. Leorio never used his name. Never. He always used a pet name. What is happening in the kitchen?

Kurapika took a deep breath and pulled out his gun. "Did you go to the grocery store today?"

"Yeah! I even got you those jueyan chili peppers that you like." Leorio lied. Use the gun.

Kurapika silently loaded his weapon, then spun around the corner, taking in his surroundings in an instant. A man. Sitting across the table from Leorio, with a gun pointed at the stressed husband.

"You're home early!" Leorio smiled.

"That's enough from you." The man pointed the gun lazily at Kurapika. "You're the chain bastard?"

"I've been called such. What's it to ya?" Kurapika didn't lower his gun.

"I heard through the grapevine that you're with the Nostrade's, is that correct?"

"What's your source?"

"Ah, just the grapevine." The man waved it off. "Grapevine also says you're the boss' best. His right hand man, if you will."

"Why are you in my house?"

"When you want to topple a beast, you shoot for the legs." The man stiffened his arm and shot, but the gun was knocked askew.

Leorio was deafened, and his hand stung where he had batted the weapon away. He lunged across the table just as Kurapika opened fire. Three gunshots. Two in the leg, one in between, where he'd missed.

Leorio tackled the man to the floor and wrestled the weapon away. He pinned the intruder down and effectively handcuffed him with a towel and his belt.

"Chloroform!" Leorio called, and an instant later it was in his hand. As he dunked some onto a handkerchief, sunshine dialed the boss.

"It's mouse, I've been attacked." He said. "Perpetrator's wearing a fancy suit with some sort of armor underneath, possibly from the chimera gang. Don't know for sure, we didn't question him before Boar knocked him out."

"I hate that nickname." Leorio mumbled.

"You think I like mine?" Kurapika pseudo-scolded him, then turned back to his conversation. "Send some guys tonight, I'll have the family out by 9."

"That's in two hours!" Leorio's eyes widened. "The kids are at a birthday party!"

"No, it's no problem, of course you can come now." Kurapika panicked and ran to find suitcases. "Fifteen minutes, got it. We'll be ready."

"FIFTEEN MINUTES?!" Leorio yelled. "You're joking?"

"The neighbors heard the gunshots. They're gonna call someone. There'll be a search. We need to get out of here." Kurapika hauled an empty suitcase into the children's room and dumped it on the bed. He started throwing everything in there, shoes, clothes, games, a lava lamp, a bag full of emergency toiletries.

Leorio rushed in a moment later with an arm full of hairbrushes and shampoo bottles. "We just barely bought this, and it'll be a pain in the ass to buy again."

Kurapika grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into a rough kiss. "That poem was so cute it made me want to die."

"I'm so glad you liked it." Leorio pecked his lips again and rushed off to their room.

Twelve minutes later they carried the suitcases down to the lobby, shoved them in the car, then Leorio took off to pick up the kids from the birthday party.

Kurapika paced around the kitchen, walking laps around the table and the unconscious man. When the boss (or a representative) got there, they would interrogate the man and find out which gang had launched the assault. They would determine who had started a war.

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A I dunno I was just writing. Hope u liked it. Feeling very burnt out.