A Piece of Kurapika (hunter x hunter fanfiction)

A Piece of Kurapika

Rated M for MalexMale content. This is a HunterXHunter Fanfiction. I do not own the characters only the story and the plot.

This story is a work fiction.

Chapter 1

Leorio ground his teeth, he wanted to smash the wall of the rundown building to release the frustration brought forth by his helplessness. All he could do at the moment was stare at his weak and unconscious friend.

"Calm yourself Leorio-san," Senritsu's soothing voice reigned in his temper a bit, "I can hear his heartbeat and the flow of the blood through his veins, I could tell that not even the best doctor in the world could cure the disease plaguing him right now." the little man's face was also distraught and worried yet he fought to be the level-headed one between the two of them.

"Kkk, Kusso—" Leorio cursed under his breath when he saw Kurapica turn his head left and right as if trying to catch his breath, he was burning up, but when they checked earlier they still couldn't detect any fever.

They were still staying in the old building, unable to take Kurapica to a real hospital or a more comfortable resting place for fear that the Genea Ryodan might find them. They would be hunting them after what Kurapica did to Kuroro.

Gon and Killua were still inside Greed Island, Kurapica and Senritsu have tried to return back to work but returned a month later since Kurapica's condition seemed to have taken a turn for the worst.

"So? What are we going to do? Watch him until he gets used to the pain?" He knew that Senritsu didnt deserve the heat in his voice but he couldn't control himself.

"Iie." Senritsu said instantly, "Listen to me, it's a fact that Nen doesn't disappear after death. In fact it only gets stronger, especially when the force driving it is extreme anger and hate,"

"What are you saying? That those stupid Ryodan Members Kurapica killed are now haunting him?"

"Not haunting, but, the Nen they've left behind are attacking the cause of the anger they have strongly held onto before they died. Which means, that dark and strong energy is with Kurapica right now."

Leorio's eyes widened, "That... That is-" What? Unbelievable? Impossible? Scary? No, it made him angrier. "Those damn bastards won't stop even after death! They just have to torture him even more!" he closed his eyes unable to bear the sight of his best friend in cold sweat.

"How do I kill their Nen?"

"You can't. Not right now, since one needs a special skill to be able to do that."

"Then I'll learn it!" the bigger man said with conviction.

"It would take you three years to master being a Jyonen User."

"Jyonen user?" Leorio whispered.

"Yes. Jyonen users have the ability to exorcise whatever nen there is from whatever kind of nen user who cast it" Senritsu paused.

"May that nen user be from materialization, specialization, reinforcement, manipulation or whatever, he can undo and remove any nen casted on any person. Gon and Killua informed us that Kuroro dispatched someone to find a Jyonen user to remove Kurapica's chain from Kuroro's heart." Leorio's eyes widened at the insane news.

"What!?" Leorio yelled, "Why am I only learning about this now! Since when did you know? If it's him then it's not impossible to get what he wants at once!" he wanted to run to the door and do what... he didnt know. He just wanted to kill Kuroro, or find a Jyonen user, or do both.

"Relax... for now. We have to find one for ourselves and you have me." Senritsu's smile was filled with reassurance, a sincere one which only confident people could give.

"I would be able to hear them if they so much as enter the city. I've heard their footsteps before and their heartbeat, so it's easy for me to tell."

"Oh. Is it?" said a melodic voice.

Everything went cold.

Leorio stood frozen when nine silhouettes, concealed in the darkness, began

showing themselves one by one.

"Genei Ryodan..." were the last words Leorio was able to utter before he went out cold.

to be continued.

Author's note:

It was thirteen years ago since I fell into the trap of Yaoi, I was 11 years old then! There's just something about how the Japanese interpret yaoi/mm relationship, that's so different from how people want to perceive it. Even Brokeback Mountain which was directed by a Japanese Director was different for me.

This is my first time writing Yaoi and publishing it, but I've attempted to write so many times in the past. I'm just so captured by this kind of relationship that I want my stories to have that kind of effect too.

Finally. My guts have eaten me and so here's my story.