Scarlet | Kurokura

Lovers

Chrollo couldn't quite explain what it was. Why he was getting riled up at the sight of Kurapika and the noble. It could have very well been the fact that he hated men behaving weird like that, suggestive like that towards women in general. Because that man did think Kurapika was a woman, his wife to be exact. Chrollo knew Kurapika was attractive, he had thought about it a couple of times already ever since they had entered the ship. But never would he have behaved the way this man was behaving right now. His hand was placed on the Kurtas, searching for skinship from across the table. He had probably already suggested Kurapika to come and sit beside him, his eyes very apparently wandering over Kurapikas feature. 

He was all over his partner without even touching him much. 

The black haired bit his lower lip and exhaled deeply. 

He must lack basic comprehension skills. 

Because to the spider, it was obvious Kurapika didn't like this. It wasn't shown. Not in his body language or his face, it was just there. And maybe this guy didn't lack basic comprehension skills and Chrollo was the odd one but he still knew. Kurapika probably hated the direction their conversation was taking and again, Chrollo knew. He didn't even have to eavesdrop on them.Why he knew, Chrollo wouldn't question. 

They got up. The noble gave Kurapika a smile and then offered his arm, which Kurapika took hesitantly. 

This man is unbelievable. 

He didn't know to which of the men in front of him he was referring to. Chrollo got up anyways. Because this wasn't what he had thought about when they talked about forming connections. This couldn't be what Kurapika had meant. He had to interfere because they came here as Yena and Cecil. And he would take care of Yena as Cecil. Never as Chrollo and Kurapika because that wasn't who they were. Chrollo didn't care and wouldn't start caring. It's  only on this ship, only because of his goal, is what he told himself as he made his way to the pair in front of him. 

In the next moment, Chrollo and Kurapika are fighting. It had happened fast. The spider had introduced himself as his partners husband and they were now standing in the halls. The blonde in front of him was furious, telling him how he would have managed on his own and he looked incredibly embarrassed. Chrollo thought about telling him that humiliating the shorter one had never been his intention but he dropped the thought. It wouldn't mean anything. The blonde kept yelling at him and most of the days, it wouldn't have bothered Chrollo. Today wasn't one of those days. The Kurta just wouldn't calm down and everything the black haired said seemed to fuel the fire even more. It was getting frustrating because Chrollo, deep down, had cared a tiny bit. Not enough for himself to acknowledge it but in a way that he didn't want Kurapika stuck in an uncomfortable situation like that. As Cecil of course, not as Chrollo. Never as Chrollo.

And Jesus if he was out of touch with his emotions, Kurapikas emotions must have been on the other side of this planet because the blonde didn't  realize anything. He kept denying any logical point Chrollo tried to make about needing good teamwork and yelled at him. Everything about the blonde, his mimics, his body language and his speech practically screamed fight at Chrollos face.

"You can't. Because if you abandon this, I'll make sure to crush that pair of eyes you hold so dearly with my own hands."

Everything happened too fast after this. Those cruel words slipping out of the spiders mouth, Kurapikas face of horror and then a shrill scream only seconds after what could have been the beginning of an actual physical fight between the hunter and the thief. Or did it really happen too fast? Because Chrollo had lost time at one point and now, whilst the both of them were rushing towards the noise, he couldn't recall how long they had stood in silence after his words. They had hurt deeply, he was aware. But this whole mission couldn't fail and if it took blackmailing his partner again for success, then that's what the black haired would do.