Our Story (Kurapika x Reader)[(My Crazy Life sequel)] ✧

Chapter One

(A/N): Well, here's the sequel you've all been waiting for. And yes, this IS somewhat based on the Phantom Rouge. If you haven't seen the Phantom Rouge or if you don't know what it is, turn back now! If you don't mind the spoilers go on ahead~! (but I guess you won't have to worry too much about spoilers since this is only the first chapter). However! JUST BE AWARE IN THE FUTURE. This book will definitely not be as long as My Crazy Life, but I will put in the extra effort into making this story as interesting as possible!^^

~Again, this idea might have already been suggested to me so... thank you! :)

Song: Unravel from Tokyo Ghoul [(remix)]
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This was an utter nightmare. (Y/n) was held against her will by Chrollo and here I was... stuck in this excuse for a wall. I feel so powerless... I have no idea what he's doing to (Y/n) and I can't get her attention. Her (e/c) eyes were clouded and it seemed that her entire self essence was in a completely different world. Her arms were dangling beside her hips and it looked like the only object hoisting her up against the gray-stained wall was Chrollo's deadly weapon. (Y/n) is probably in some sort of trance that was caused Chrollo's spell, but I'm not quite sure. When Chrollo pinned her to the wall, he whispered something in her ear... dammit... what did he say? My insides burned with rage and my scarlet eyes glowed passionate red. I couldn't stand the thought of him imprisoning her like that.

"(Y/n)!!" I heard myself yell. I yanked my silver chain out of the wall in desperation. The force I used to remove it sent me through mountains of pain. I screeched out clutching my fist in agony. My vision was becoming blurry... I was loosing too much blood. However, I didn't have time to pass out now.

"Nothing you say will reach out to her," Chrollo mocked off in the distance, "within time she will regain her senses... but only if she accepts the truth."

"What..? The truth?" I asked impatiently. Chrollo looked at me as if the answer to that question was right in front of me. However, I was still puzzled.

"You see... every child of kurta is born with mellow gray eyes am I wrong?" I narrowed my gaze and let him continue. He wasn't wrong about that. "There are very rare cases where one is born without this said color and instead (e/c). (Y/n) is a perfect example of this extremely rare gene. I sent the troupe to go and find anyone of the kurta who carries this trait and luckily... I found someone."

I couldn't comprehend what was happening at the moment. Everything was in slow motion. How did I not hear about this urban legend from my clan? And yes, I've always noticed that (Y/n)'s eye color was set apart from everyone in the clan, but still... how could someone like Chrollo get his hands on this information?

"Will (Y/n) ever figure this out?" I questioned as my tone of voice lowered. Chrollo stayed silent.

"I suppose that you shouldn't tell her. She'll figure out for herself. She's merely watching the preview of her past life right at the moment," Chrollo finally said.

She'll figure out for herself... huh?

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I awoke from my peaceful slumber feeling a bit nausea sweep over me. Now I remember what Chrollo said to me before (Y/n) killed him. I had to pretend it was the first time I heard the information about Chrollo when (Y/n) shared her experience. It was difficult to not recite to her the truth Chrollo told me, but why couldn't I just tell her everything? I felt the guilt spread through my thoughts causing more nausea. I carefully tiptoed past (Y/n)'s sleeping figure and into the bathroom. I choked out everything that was upsetting my stomach into the toilet. I wasn't expecting myself to regurgitate because of this. I silently coughed a bit afterward until I felt a warm pair of soft hands and arms encircling me.