【Group Cool】Dis Aliter Visum

Kurapika needs time to think, he needs to think very much, but his mind seems to be emptied, he can't think of anything.

He got out of bed too fast, and there was a pain in the place that was overused yesterday, making him need to lean against the wall for a while.The pain turned into a heat wave from his heart and rushed straight to his cheeks. This feeling was so strange, he could almost feel the shape of Kuroro, as if something was stuffed into his lower body.Kurapika bit his lower lip tightly, hoping to forget the feeling that remained in his body, he didn't want Kuroro to see him blushing and trembling after he walked out of the bathroom.No, this is not a way.

Kurapika took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.When Kuroro finally emerges from the bathroom, a mask of aloofness, control, and indifference hangs over his face -- or so Kurapika wants him to look now.

Clutching the clean clothes to his chest, Kurapika stepped past the man into the bathroom -- he almost trembled from Kuroro's breath, when the door was closed, Kurapika's shoulders Can finally relax.He put his clothes on the counter and stepped carefully into the shower, letting the hot water wash over him and forcing his emotions to wash away with him.Kurapika slowly scrubbed his hair and body. He looked calm on the surface, but his heart was already a mess that had been swept away by the storm. He kept thinking about what Kuroro had done to him, the way he touched himself, The temperature and feeling of hands caressing your body.Kurapika felt his face flush again, but because no one else saw it, he let the blush fade away gradually, his hands couldn't help but grab the hair and gently pulled his scalp.

That feeling was very comfortable, really made him very, very comfortable, and Kurapika didn't know how to deal with it.Of course, he didn't want to feel hurt or ashamed, but enjoying the pleasure of lust just didn't feel right.Kurapika's body seems to still have the touch of Kuroro's hand, the way he caressed his body, the feeling that touching himself made him fall into lust.Kurapika was like being swept by a storm. Shame, guilt, and desire clenched his throat and made him breathless. After forcing himself to suppress this wave, Kurapika calmed down a little.

Kurapika didn't know how long he'd been in the bathroom, but he wouldn't let Kuroro know how deeply he affected him. After forcing himself to turn off the tap, he stiffened his body and quickly dried off the drops of water, and put on a loose clothes.

When he stepped out of the bathroom, Kuroro was sitting at the table reading a book, and he looked up at Kurapika who was walking towards him. "Are you satisfied with the hotel's shower facilities?" he asked, and the boy didn't believe he could speak without revealing his uncoolness. He just nodded, put his clothes in the suitcase and went to sleep on the bed he chose. That bed wasn't just the two of them ----- not him just now ----- that... Kurapika didn't dare to think about it, he would have to face it later, but at this moment, he just wanted to sleep.The boy got into the sheets and nodded when Kuroro said good night to him. He didn't think he could fall asleep, but the confusion of thoughts had hollowed out his body, and Kurapika fell into a deep sleep before he realized it.

After Kurapika woke up, he felt something pressing down on the sheet next to his buttocks. He opened one eye and saw Kuroro leaning over him, staring at him with an unreadable face.Seeing Kurapika waking up, Kuroro tilted his head, "Good morning."

Following Kuroro's greeting, Kurapika couldn't think of any other way to make him look polite while ignoring him.The boy closed his eyes and exhaled softly, "Good morning." The bed behind him was moved, and Kurapika knew that Kuroro's kiss would follow, so he didn't flinch when the spider head kissed himself, But it still made the chest throb.After Kuroro pushed him away, the boy opened his eyes and found that the other party was watching him carefully, Kurapika frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Kuroro tilted his head, and shook his head after a while: "I don't know if there is a store on the way where we can buy food to satisfy our hunger, so we'd better go to the city, I saw an advertisement for a grocery store in the hotel lobby .” He paused, looking at the boy's face, before speaking.Kurapika knew that the other person would bring up last night, but he wasn't ready, those touches and kisses, Kuroro's low gasps and words, the physical contact and the way they made Kurapika--- -- Kurapika hasn't digested all of this yet.

"Kurapica," said the spider leader, Kuroro was interrupted by the sound of a helicopter descending outside, and they all paused to look at each other, their thoughts about yesterday being thrown out of their minds.

Quietly, the two walked away from the room and packed up all the things that hadn't been packed yet.The helicopter was circling above the hotel, the sound of its rotors turning louder and louder.Kuroro and Kurapika glanced out the window after sorting everything out, "I can't see any other cars in the parking lot." Kurapika said, "So if they're here looking for someone, they're looking for us , or find the owner of the hotel.”

"Or it doesn't matter," Kuroro pointed out. "They might be tracking someone who didn't stop here and chose to sleep in the woods."

Kurapika glanced at Kuroro, "You don't really think so, do you?"

"Do you think I can get to this point relying on that tiny and impossible hope?" Kuroro retorted with a chuckle, "But that doesn't mean I can't have hope."

"The doors and windows are the only way out." Kurapika sighed, "And they're all facing the moorings, so..." He paused, and Kuroro picked up the boy's words: "We can't get out without being noticed." Escape in case." He followed Kurapika with a sigh.The helicopter was slowly circling down behind their car, and Kuroro straightened up and said, "Well, it looks like it's about to descend, let's go out and see what they want." He turned and looked at the boy, "I think You're right behind me, understand?"

"I can protect myself," Kurapika protested.

"I know." Kuroro replied, "But you don't have "Nian" to rely on, so you may have to take a greater risk if you have the ability to read."

"I had a duel with Hisoka," Kurapika pointed out, "I didn't know anything about Nen at the time, but I still hurt him, and I'm pretty sure he had figured out how to use Nen by then. "

Kuroro paused, and looked at Kurapika: "Indeed." He finally agreed, "But he also left a wound on your body." Kuroro touched the boy's side, where there was a The scar from the hunter's exam was hidden under Kurapika's loose clothes.

(Reminder for the last time, DisAliterVisum refers to the 1999 TV version, the old version of Kurapika fought against Hisoka in the hunter test)

Kurapika slapped Kuroro's fingers away, "Okay," he said sullenly, "I'll stand behind you."

"Thank you." Kuroro said seriously, the tone made Kurapika pause.God, he didn't know how to respond, why was Kurolo suddenly so serious?The boy shrugged slightly, walked towards the door, and waited patiently for Kuroro to put on his coat. It was absurd that he was wearing a coat on his upper body and pajama pants on his lower body.Kurapika snorted softly, causing Kuroro to raise an eyebrow at him suspiciously, but it was impossible for Kurapika to tell him what he had found, so he just shook his head.

Kurapika's hand was on the doorknob, and Kuroro was standing opposite the wooden door getting ready, and when the helicopter finally touched the ground, the boy pushed the door open to reveal a gap.The spider leader glanced at the situation outside. Two men came out of the helicopter. The appearance of one of them made Kuroro frown. He glanced at Kurapika and said, "Greenwald." Behind Kurolo, waiting for the two men to come from the helicopter.

The pilot shut down the engine, stopped the rotors and restored calm. "Good morning," Greenwald greeted, "I'm glad we finally found you, I wanted to talk to you a little bit, I'm sure we were all surprised yesterday. This is the only motel around, so Decided to come over and see if I could find you, nice to see you again. Can we come in?"

"The room inside is very small." Kuroro warned, "but you are welcome to come in and sit down, of course, as long as you don't bring any weapons and don't want to hurt me and my traveling companions."

Greenwald looked at Kuroro. "I know who you are," he told the leader of the Phantom Troupe. "Attacking any of you would be the stupidest thing I've ever done, but if I needed to reassure you— ---" He turned to another man who was following, and Greenwald gestured, "Ken will give you his gun and sword." Ken, the bodyguard who caught Kurapika the other day , took a few steps forward and took out the pistol, and put it on Kuroro's outstretched palm.

Kuroro took the pistol and sword, and Ken paused, his eyes flicking to where Kurapika was standing, before reaching back to take out what the boy had handed over earlier when he was caught -- well, It was the damn knife, and Kurapika really hoped he wouldn't see that knife again.

"Because of your kind and polite manner," Kuroro said, drawing Kurapika's attention back to him, "Would you mind waiting for me a while? I know there's no place to sit outside, but I'd love to I can change into a more formal set of clothes." He gently pulled the cotton top on his body: "Wearing pajamas can't be called formal, and I don't think I can seriously be with you in this situation. People of social status can talk about anything.”

Kurapika was amused, he couldn't help snorting at this, his voice was very soft, but he still let Kuroro raise an eyebrow and look at him from the corner of his eye, the boy shook his head and walked back into the room, followed by the spider leader.The two quickly changed their clothes, Kuroro put on the same clothes as in Ukshin City, Kurapika looked at him with a frown, the boy's gaze made Kuroro tilt his head, Kurapika did not look back, shook After shaking his head, he zipped up the sweatshirt.Now that they are all dressed up, Kuroro nodded and approached Kurapika, who frowned and asked the smiling spider leader, "What's wrong?"

"Good morning kiss?" Kuroro said.

Kurapika snorted, "I'm not used to that." He replied, hoping the blush on his cheeks wouldn't be too obvious, he wasn't ready yet: "Open the door and see what they're here to do."

Kuroro thought for a while before turning around and opening the door to let the two men outside enter. "Sit wherever you want," Kuroro told them, sitting at the end of the bed furthest from the door, while Kurapika sat on a chair by the table.Greenwald took off his hat and sat on the other bed, but Ken just stood aside. "Okay," Kuroro broke the silence, "You said you wanted to talk, we're listening."

Greenwald nodded heavily. "You," he turned to Kurapika, "you're one of them, right?" He paused, then added, "I mean, the Kuruta." Kurapika hesitated for a moment. , but he has no reason to hide his identity, he is proud to be a descendant of Kuruta, and he has struggled for a long time to get to this point.When the boy was hesitating, Greenwald smiled slightly and pointed to the other's eyes: "I saw your eyes yesterday, boy, I just need to be affirmed."

"Yes." Kurapika finally replied, out of the corner of his eye he saw Kuroro moving, but it didn't directly affect the spider boss. "I'm from the Kuruta tribe," Kurapika murmured, looking down at the clasped hands on his thighs. "Actually, the last one."

Greenwald nodded. "That's my guess too." He told Kurapika in a surprisingly gentle voice, "I wish I had known sooner."

Kurapika raised his head, "Why?"

"You should know," Greenwald began, but he paused. "I don't know if I should—but no, you have a right to know." He took a deep breath, and looked away. Kurapika, with kind eyes: "There have been rumors among collectors that someone is stealing the red eyes. Some people assume that if the eyes are destroyed, they can increase the price on the black market. I heard a person who can use the power of telekinesis Doctors can reconnect human organs to the damaged parts. I hope that the eyes can help others, instead of being destroyed in vain. If I know that there are descendants of the Kuruta tribe who are still alive... I will use the eyes I have Return it to you, so -----"

Greenwald hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head slightly: "I ask you to forgive me for transferring something that does not belong to me to others."

Kurapika had nothing to say, he didn't know how to react, Greenwald really looked like a friendly gentleman, that kind of gentleness hardly existed in the world anymore. "I," the boy said, his voice inevitably broken by the inner feelings, "I thank you, sir." Kurapika licked his lips slowly, "I can't take them back to Luxor to bury them, but I don't I feel sad." He paused, "I should feel sad," the boy glanced at Kuroro, but the other side remained expressionless, and it was hard to know what he was thinking.This expression is very different from the man who leaned on him yesterday ----- his gaze is very hot, making his heart jump.

Kurapika felt his face heat up slightly, and he forced his attention back to the present: "You look like you're bringing one of my people back to life through that boy," he said to Greenwald, suddenly musing. Frowning, he asked tentatively, "Can I ask you for something?"

"Of course." Greenwald replied carefully.

"I want you to protect that boy, never let what happened to my people happen to him, hide him, protect him." Realizing his words were repeated, Kurapika suddenly stopped and hung his head .

Greenwald looked at Kurapika silently for a while, then he reached out and patted the boy on the shoulder: "I will swear on my life."

Kurapika looked up and asked, "Can I ask you another question?"

The gentleman chuckled. "Another request?" He shook his head, visibly amused. "You're such a troublesome boy," Greenwald said. "Ask."

"May I visit him occasionally?" Kurapika said.

Kurapika's question made Greenwald laugh again: "You can come whenever you want." After that, his laughter stopped, and the expression on his face became serious. Greenwald turned to Kuroro, leaned over Close to Kurapika. "Young boy," he whispered, "do you know who you're traveling with?"

Kurapika nodded, "I know." He said firmly, "I know who he is."

"If you believe that man, you should be half crazy." Greenwald said curiously: "He may protect you, but he may also kill you." He shook his head slowly: "Don't trust him," Then Greenwald added: "Don't trust your back to him either."

"I don't trust him," Kurapika said. "We're traveling together now, but we definitely don't trust each other. I need his help." He said through gritted teeth, "But I don't trust him."

"Very good." Greenwald said, he stood up after putting on his hat: "We have nothing to do, you can visit us next time." He smiled at the boy: "Ring the door bell and come in, then I will come in again." Ask your name, and I'll let you fix your broken display case." Seeing Kurapika's guilty expression, Greenwald laughed. "Don't worry," he assured, "the jewelry inside is unbroken It just takes a lot of tidying up."

Greenwald politely nodded goodbye to Kuroro, the spider leader stood up and returned Ken's weapon.Greenwald looked at Kurapika for a while, seeming to be worried, then he nodded, "Be careful yourself." He said, "Take care of yourself, and come back to visit someday in the future."

When the two men left, Kuroro closed the door and turned to Kurapika, "What were you whispering about?"

"I'm sure you heard everything," Kurapika retorted.

"I heard it," said the Spider Chief.

The boy shrugged: "Then you know." He paused.Yes, he doesn't trust Kuroro, but he still makes love to him.Kurapika just didn't know what he was thinking or feeling about it anymore, but then Kuroro looked at him with his big black eyes and Kurapika felt his heart beat faster again and his thoughts jerked back to to what happened last night.God, it was so wrong, so wrong, but it made him feel very comfortable.

TBC