Seeing through the Flames (Killua x OC) (Kurapika x OC)

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Arla sighed to herself in a disheartening manner. She had fought with Killua on the phone yesterday, which resulted in her crying and explaining what was going on in her head, while Killua quietly waited until she was done before explaining his side. To others, it might have seemed like everything went well at the end and it really did as he confirmed or rejected whatever notion was in her head and they even worked out a solution that would tackle the issue that they fought about, but to Arla, it did not mean that it lessened how much she missed him.

She slapped her cheeks hard, chiding herself harshly. "What am I doing?! I am not the emotional type! Why do I keep crying around him - like a weakling?!" But she knew inside that even if she could control herself well around others, Killua was an exception. "Love is so troublesome." She muttered under her breath. Despite her slight misgivings about love and being vulnerable in front of others, she knew that crying in front of him was better than telling him nothing about what was bothering her.

"He is not a mind reader, after all..." She sat down on the bed and glanced out the window. "I am being a complete idiot. Crying is not a sign of weakness. It just means that I am comfortable enough to show him my vulnerable side..." Looking to her side, there was a small basket of clean laundry that needed to be folded. This made her smile a bit. Excitement began to bubble up inside of her.

"He's coming back soon..." She murmured to herself and grabbed the first piece of clothing.

It was Killua's shirt.

"Arlania, let's go get some dinner already!" Killua brightly smiled at her from the doorway, letting out a small laugh. "There's no need to do the laundry right now, right? We can do it together after."

When Arla blinked and glanced at the doorway, her imagined version of Killua was no longer there. A pang of loneliness stabbed at her heart before withering away into loving warmth as she tightly shut her eyes and embraced his freshly cleaned shirt.

The warmth and the loneliness felt as if they were mixing into a concoction of overwhelming gratitude. Tears unwillingly sprouted from the corner of her eyes and when she opened them, they rolled down her cheeks like a trickle of comforting rain.

"...I love you." She whispered to herself, wondering if her words could be heard by Killua with the help of a miracle. Nevertheless, she gingerly wiped her tears away and continued to hold onto the shirt as she dozed off under the warm sunlight.

After a couple of long minutes, she finally snapped out of it. "What am I doing? I need to hurry up and fold these..." Feeling a little embarrassed, she quickly folded the rest of the clothes and stored them away in the appropriate places.

"Whew. Another productive day for me." Arla put her hands on her hips and smiled brightly.

Ping!

Within a second, she grabbed her phone to see who sent her the text, her heart pumping with excitement.

It was Killua.

"I'll be coming by noon on that day! Can't wait to see you soon." The text from him was short, but his words filled her heart in ways that others could never do. She affectionately smiled at her phone and let out a short laughter of delight. She then jumped onto her bed and rolled on it before sending him a text to confirm that she got his message and would be waiting for him patiently.

"Ah... I can't wait..." She whispered to herself as she stared at the ceiling. "Now then... What should I do next?"

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It was the millionth time that Arla glanced at the clock. "11:50..." She murmured to herself, walking back and forth before sitting down on the chair. "Ten more minutes..." It was the cursed ten minutes. For the first time, she hated how long ten minutes was.

She sighed heavily. "Why can it not go by faster?"

She then checked her clothes, her skin condition, her energy level, her aura, and her phone. "Why did I get everything done so early...?" She muttered out of frustration. "How annoying..."

Unable to bear the wait any longer, she ran outside in hopes of seeing him. When she did not see him from afar, she paced back and forth in front of the entrance. Sometimes, she tried to distract herself with birds, clouds, bugs, and even the bricks on the wall, but no matter how much she tried, her thoughts would eventually lead back to Killua.

"I am so hopeless..." She sighed again, hugging her knees to herself. "Why can I not stop thinking about him for once? It is as if I love him way more than I did a month ago." That was when she paused for a brief second. "Who am I kidding... I do love him way more than I did a month ago." She never realized just how much she felt for him until they had to be apart for a bit. "I...am officially screwed."

"What are you screwed about?" A familiar voice from a short distance away asked her in a mischievous yet joyful tone. This made Arla's heart pound hard against her chest as she looked up to see who it was.

Her gaze met with two nostalgic blue orbs - those affectionate eyes that shook her to the core.

She clumsily stood up quickly and then dashed towards him, feeling overwhelmed by how much she loves him. Right before she reached him, she jumped towards him and embraced him tightly as if it was an attempt to ensure that it really was him and not a figment of her imagination. "You're back... You're back!" She hurriedly murmured those words, holding him even tighter with her arms around his neck. She buried her face into the crevice of his neck and kissed his bare skin multiple times without hesitation - to show her huge affection for him.

"I never thought that I would get such a passionate and warm welcome from you like this, Arlania." Killua let out a happy laugh as he tightly embraced her back. "I have to say that I quite like it."

"Of course, I would. You are the person I love and the person I missed." She looked up at him with wide eyes. "You are home to me, Killua. Even if I can keep myself busy, without you, the place that I am at does not feel like home anymore. But I have to admit that since there were traces of you everywhere, it made me feel less lonely, even when I did miss you."

"I'm glad to hear that." He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers in an affectionate manner. "You know, Arlania, you're also my home. Did you know that?"

"Really...?" She smiled happily at him.

"Of course, because you're the person I love and the person I missed while I was away from you." He hugged her tighter. "And I never want to let you go again." His lips widened into a boyish smile that reflected his joy of being reunited with her.

At those words, Arla giggled a little before pecking his lips. "I also do not want to let you go again if possible."

"For now, let's spend lots of time together to make up for lost time." She nodded at his words as they then continued to embrace one another under the warm sunlight.

END.