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It has been a while since then. You’ve had officially moved out of your apartment and into Kurapika’s, somehow having avoided all contact with your previous landlord. Other than that, however, not much had seemed to change. You hummed to yourself as you strolled down the street. It was a good day, specifically since it was your birthday. You smiled wryly as you recalled your past excitement over a bundle of bacon. How different your life was now, as you can fry up bacon, or sausages, depending on what was left in the fridge, nearly every morning for breakfast. How easily things are taken for granted. But it was your birthday, a

“After all, the one at fault is me.”   Trying to stand with my hands bound is harder than it looks… you mused as you stumbled a little after standing.   “I was too greedy,” you continued, “It was wrong of me to –" “Because unlike you I have better control of myself.” “I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a better retort than that.” Wait. What?! “I—” you began again, a little louder. “If you are going to be a smart ass,” Kurapika spat back, “first you have to be smart. Otherwise you’re just an ass.” Is this anR

“Nobu?” you piped, breaking the heavy silence. “Yah squirt?” he answered, casually inspecting his fingernails instead of turning to face you. “Thanks for speaking for me back there. I—“ “Don’t thank me yet. They only decided to not kill you for now,” he cut you off swiftly, continuing to stare into the dark distance. Your surroundings were only lit by a single candle. The silence settled again around the two of you.   “You know the Chain Bastard killed Uvo,” he started, voice steelier than before. You hesitated, then gave in. “Yes, I did.” “And Pak

“Ooof,” you mumbled as you nudged the door open with your foot and dropped your load of books.   “That’s the last one, right?” You nodded mutely, sliding into a chair and fanning yourself.   Kurapika looked around the room with his hand on his hips. “I’m amazed that we were able to carry them all.” “I really need to thank that old couple sometime.” “Maybe bake them something?” “HAAAAH?!” you screeched, shooting upright in the chair. “Kurapika. You know I can’t cook. You’ve seen my toast.” A pause. “You said that on purpose. Yo

“Huh? Where’s [name]?” Neon piped as she stuck her head back into the study room. She turned to the younger boy who stood by her side. “Do you have any idea?” He shook his head vigorously, expression as confused as hers. “She’s never been late after breaks before.” The two students turned to Kurpaika who had just settled back into his accustomed armchair. He raised an irked eyebrow. “Why are you both looking at me? I’m not her keeper.” “She has been hanging out a lot with you though right?” Neon whined. “And if she doesn’t come back, lessons are goi

A breath in. A breath out. Eyelids slowly lowered. Slowly opened.   I am the dirt, the grass, the wind. What flows in me flows out, what flows out flows in. Be still but active, firm but relaxed, you repeated in your mind, the mantra that you had memorized since your birth. With one more drawn out exhale, you focused your gaze in the scope of your rifle, concentrating on your vision. According to the information you received from the Don for your mission, your target was to return through the front gates of his estate in 6 ½ minutes. Opening the testing gate would take him 4 seconds, give and take a quarter—plenty of time for you

“….and that is how I ended up temporarily staying over.” you ended with a sigh. “The elderly couple next door is still holding onto my books for me.” Gleefully, your coworker clasped her hands together. “But that is wonderful! Good job [name]!” You heaved another heavy breath as you glanced up at her amused smile. “I feel that you might be missing the point…But why exactly did you call me out?” “For this,” she replied tersely, reaching into her bag. You furrowed your brow at the fancy, golden script on the card handed to you.   “A masquerade…ball?”

“This is rather cliché, is it not?” You peered up dejectedly at the sky which had decided to spontaneously pour down moisture. “I’m guessing you didn’t bring an umbrella either did you, Kurapika?” “Of course not. There was not a single scrap of cloud in the sky this morning after all.” The blonde figure next to you sighed.   “This is going to be troublesome, especially as my apartment is quite the distance away.” “How far?” “A 10 to 15 minute walk.” And idea gradually surfaced within your mind. “I live only about 5 minutes away. Do you want

“Chrollo,” you started gently. “Yes, [name]?” “Umm, I think I’m going to be pretty busy with work for a while…” “I see,” he lowered his head with a sigh. “I understand. After all, it can’t be easy having to sneak out every night to visit a class-A bounty criminal.”   You flashed a strained smile.   Criminal…even brother admits to it… “And anyways, I was thinking I must get moving as well,” he mused. You nodded mutely.   This should be the end then, right? I’ve finally not run away…right? Was it really that easy? /\/\/\/\/\

Victor x Yuuri “Umm, Victor,” the black haired male piqued as he unlaced his skates, his coach seated beside him. “How come you never considered partner skating?” “Hmm?” the silver-haired man hummed, “I wonder why indeed?” Cracking a flirty grin, he turned to his student, “Then how about you then, Yuuri? Why did you not try partner skating?” “Well, there weren’t that many skaters in the area in the first place and even fewer who actually wanted to pursue it professionally. Not to say, I’m....” the Japanese man gestured his height with a wry smile. “Not

You felt like a man on a mission: it was now the second week since the incident and therefore, the second week you have been privately stalking the individual in question. You were quite sure that Kurapika was aware of your constant trailing, and most likely irritated as well. Melody has been observing your efforts with agonizing patience, only inquiring gently once in a while when you were going to approach the colleague in question. When had you begun to resemble a school girl crossed in love? Once again, during your daily break, you were sneaking behind Kurapika, trying to silence your footsteps as much as possible. Melody had taken to vo