Possession (Kuroro/Chrollo Lucifer x Kurapika)

CHAPTER 2

Sorry for the long wait. Heres Chapter 2! Although, the next chapter will indeed take a long time to finish once again.

Also, I will edit this later. Anywho, enjoy the story:

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When Kurapika woke up, he was feeling very sore and somewhat weak. He noticed how his body was filled with wounds, gushes, and newly formed bruises.

A Sigh managed to escape his shaky and bloodied lips. Eyes were somewhat teary at this point. He remembered how Kuroro managed to crush his pride and dignity. All of it. Until he was cornered, forcefully agreeing at the said man's terms.

He could feel himself feeling tired, yet he forced himself to be awake. He tried to trash around-- anything. Just to prevent him from falling asleep. He couldn't allow himself to be vulnerable again. Not if Kuroro managed to manipulate him by it. The Kurta cussed, cursing himself on how naive and how weak he had been.

Although, his thoughts were indeed cut short when he heard the door towards him creek. Instantly,  the blonde jolted up. Glaring at whoever it was. Only to see the oh so familiar, Kuroro Lucifer, who was holding  food and a wrap of bandages

Kurapika at this point questioned himself. What was Kuroro doing? After the said man almost beat him to death, and now he was doing this?

Kurapika inspected the tall ravenette. He could've sworn that  Kuroro's eyes were filled with sympathy and regret. How could he?

How dare he...

Kurapika continued to question himself, eyes were scarlet as he glared at the man in front of him, fist was clenched tight.  He didn't want his pity,   and he certainly didn't want his care.

The ravenette however, was smiling ever so gently as he held the food and the bandages in his hand rather gracefully. They were only inches apart as Kuroro spoke;

"Heres your food, Kurapika. I wouldn't want you to be hurt, so do you mind not moving as I tend your wounds?" He softly questioned, in which Kurapika found himself nodding and submitting to him rather willingly. 

He felt Kuroro's cold hands moving, removing the chains that once bound him. Hands were obviously gentle and soft.

Kurapika at this point was obviously enraged. His gaze never leaving the ravenette. Although, he did admit that his hands were quite warm and wouldn't mind it to stay on his skin for a little bit longer. But, he soon shook his head. Shrugging his thoughts off as he noted that this will be the perfect opportunity to escape. Breathing heavily. He found himself being brave.

Kuroro was done removing the cold steel chains, now it was the time to tend Kurapika's wounds.

Lucifer retracted his hands from the blonde (much to his displeasure) to prepare the said bandage. When he suddenly felt the blonde move. Kuroro immediately dodged the Kurta's kick by pure reflex.  Catching his leg with ease, holding it rather tightly. Bruising it in the process of doing so.

Kurapika growled, flinching in pain as he saw Kuroro's eyes darken. His once calm face was now filled with slight anger. Kurapika suddenly felt Kuroro's hands pinning him to the brick wall. Not really caring if he had bruised it.

"Don't you dare to do that again," Kuroro muttered, tightening his grip on the blonde's already bruised hands.

Kurapika knew, that he had no chance to escape after all. A sigh was heard from his dry lips as he submitted to the other man completely.

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"Are you sure about this? About keeping him?" A samurai looking man asked angrily, eyeing and glaring at the room where a certain blonde was staying at.

"Are you testing my authority?" Kuroro replied. Tapping his cold yet slender fingers on the crate he was currently sitting on.

"N-no sir."

"Good."

"Take him easy, Danchou. He's still sad about Uvogin's death." A girl with short blonde hair said as she went near where Kuroro was, a faint blush seemingly dusted off her cheeks.

"I know" He replied so casually, hands were now stuffed onto his pockets. Getting up from his sit with a 'thud' as he spoke.

"But that doesn't mean we can mourn for the dead for too long. We had a heist in plan. I would like you all to be in good shape. Especially you, Nobunaga." And with that, he walked away. Turning his heels into the said room where the Kurta resides.

He always walks away...

But this time, he couldn't afford to lose.

Extra [ can you guess who this is? This is canon. In my story anyways. ]

You always walk away.

Away from my reach.

Oh dear,  please wait for me!

I loved you for too long. Stayed by your side for more than enough.

But why can't you see my everlasting love?

Is it because you dislike me? Is it because you can't reciprocate my feelings? If so then tell me! Tell me...

Or is it because you have him?...

You love him. Don't you? If you do.

I'll be happy to let you go.

Even if it hurts. I just want to see you happy.

That's all.

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Edited some parts as of December 9.