Hi! Guess what? This is the last chapter. Heh :)
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"I said so before, my target is only the boss. The moment he is released, I will leave also. I want to fight with the boss. That's all…"
Kiriki's eyes were glaring at the orange-haired clown that had undesirably accompanied them on the airship to meet with Kurapika in another place. That… that asshole… She could feel her eyes turn scarlet. She had never felt so furious in her life, except perhaps the time when Ubougin had died. She couldn't believe Hisoka was a traitor.
"My, I never thought you were the person to look so livid, Kiri-chan," Hisoka taunted in his drawling voice. "It's not a very good look for you."
She clenched her hands into fists. "Bastard…" she snarled. She moved forward.
Killua grabbed her wrist. "Hey, that's enough. It's not going to do any good and you know it."
She stared at him for a second then pulled back her hand and looked away, still seething.
The young assassin sighed. I can't believe she's actually just like Kurapika when she's angry, he thought. I'll bet anything she could turn as reckless as him as well.
Pakunoda went to her side and placed her hand on top of the blond's shoulder. "It's okay. Calm down."
She didn't reply.
After minutes of that eerie silence where the occupants felt Kiriki's ghostly aura going crazy, the airship finally landed.
The group of five disembarked. At once, Kiriki moved forward. Her eyes reverted to its usual ocean blue color. She would finally be able to see her brother face to face.
A phone call was made to check if Gon and Killua weren't controlled, after that,
"Alright!" Kurapika announced from the other side. "The exchange begins!"
And so it did.
Kiriki bit her lip out of anxiousness. What will happen after this? she wanted to know. What will he do? What will I do?
"Welcome back" was Hisoka's greeting when Kuroro approached. The ebony-haired man ignored Pakunoda, as it was the condition he had to follow. He couldn't make communication with any Spider member. However, Kiriki was different.
Kuroro stopped in front of her. She looked up at him, her eyes suddenly teary. She threw her arms around his waist, the only part of him she could reach. "Nii-chan… I… I…"
"Kiri." He placed a hand on top of her head. "Things aren't over yet…"
"What… do you mean?"
"I've been waiting for this opportunity," Hisoka suddenly said, advancing. "Now, let's fight!"
Kuroro and Kiriki turned to him.
"When I joined the Ryodan, no, when I deceived you into believing that I joined, I've been waiting for this moment!" He took off his shirt to reveal the spider tattoo on his back. "I don't need this anymore." He removed it. "This way, it won't be a dispute between comrades. You don't have to hold anything back." He readied his Nen.
Kiriki went in front. "Hisoka, you bastard! I won't let you hurt-!"
Kuroro stopped her.
She looked at him. "But…"
He shook his head at her and smirked at the clown. "I see. Since you're not a member, let me tell you something," he began. "I can't fight you. That's how it is. The fight will be meaningless."
"Are you trying to tantalize me?" Hisoka responded, undaunted. "Or are you trying to buy some time to steal my Nen ability? Stealing another's ability and then using it freely as your own ability, isn't that your specialty as a Scheme Hunter? Now, stop wasting time with pointless conversation. Hurry up and fight!"
"It's not pointless. It's the truth," Kuroro replied simply. "He pierced my heart with the Judgment Chain. I can no longer use my Nen abilities."
The blond female stared at him in disbelief.
"I don't have time for these jokes! That magical ability of thievery, the only man who possess this ability in the whole world, that is my target! Nothing will stop me!" Hisoka declared and threw one of his deadly cards.
Kuroro planted his hands firmly on shoulders of the girl in front of him to stop her from retaliating as the card sped towards his face.
Hisoka finally realized he wasn't going to counterattack. If that's the case, I'll go for… His eyes landed on Kiriki.
The card in midair swerved. Then-
A chain appeared out of nowhere and hit it dead center, stopping Hisoka's chosen weapon right before Kiriki's eyes.
Kurapika was glowering at him, eyes crimson. "I won't let you hurt her" he growled.
Kiriki was speechless as she gaped at him. Without their knowledge, he had come closer, only a few meters away. Kurapika… He saved me…
Gon and Killua were beside the blond male.
"It's useless, Hisoka," Kurapika informed the clown. "What he's telling you is the truth. He can't fight you, even if he wanted to. I've released him. Now, keep your word and leave."
Hisoka frowned and turned away, disappointed. "And I had thought it would be a fun date… But it turned sour…" he muttered. He entered the airship, the one Pakunoda had already gone into.
Silence covered them as Kiriki gazed at Kurapika and he refused to look at her.
Gon approached slowly. "Kiriki… come with us."
Surprised, she stared at him. "What…?"
"Please, you belong with Kurapika."
"He's right, you know."
Eyes wide, the female Kuruta met Kuroro's eyes.
"Kiriki, you are not a Spider. You never were one. I didn't allow it," he said. "You can ask me why but I wouldn't be able answer you. Because, I myself, don't know. It's just what my instincts told me, I guess."
He bent down. "Listen to me, I will no longer be able to return to the Ryodan. Along with being incapability to make use of my Nen, I am restricted to make any contact with the Spiders. My capacity to converse with you without getting harmed is a proof that you are not a real Spider." He stood up. "It would be better if you would go with him; he is your real brother, after all. We all knew you were just a temporary companion to us and that one day, you will leave. That's all there is to it. Do you understand?"
She looked down. "No," she answered. "No, I really don't. But," She gazed up. "Alright."
Kuroro smiled. "Good girl." After that, he went on his way, passing by Kurapika. Neither made eye contact nor acknowledged that the other was present. The Spider's head just passed by the Kurutarian, as if there was nothing between them. This is alright… for now, the ebony-haired man thought to himself.
"Then it's decided" Killua was saying to Kiriki.
"You're coming with us!" Gon said, grinning widely.
She looked at them and nodded.
"That's great, isn't it, Kurapika?" Gon turned to the older male.
He was staring at Kiriki who gazed right back. Without warning, he placed his arms around the small female who at first staggered then she buried herself into his chest and cried.
Thank you for everything. I wish you all the luck you need. I will never forget, Kuroro…
As I watched him standing there alone when both airships had taken off, I finally understood my prophecy.
"In front of you are two paths
You only get to pass through one
There is no other way to go nor is there any turning back.
Which path will you choose?
I had to choose between the Kuroro and Kurapika. It is impossible to get both because, like it or not, they are and forever will be mortal enemies. And there really is no way for me to go back once I got my pick.
Neither is right. Neither is wrong.
What you select will determine your fate.
Both choices would decide my future. With Kuroro, my life in the last five years wouldn't be that different. With Kurapika, it was a whole new beginning, a whole new experience. It could become a dream… or a nightmare.
Be with the people you care about or together with your true family?
Both have done wrong to you. But which one will it be?
The Ryodan, under Kuror's orders, had wiped out my entire clan. Kurapika had killed Ubo, rendered Kuroro helpless and took away the Spider head from its body. All incidents had hurt.
Time is of the essence, else,
You will lose those who are dear to your heart."
The Spider? Have I lost the Spider? No, that's not right. I never had the Spider in the first place. Just as I was their temporary visitor, they were my temporary family until I gained back my true one.
Which, at the moment, I had.
She turned her head at the sound of the voice. Kurapika, together with Gon and Killua had come in the room she was staying in.
"How are you feeling?" the blond male continued.
"I'm okay," she replied. She hesitated, then asked, "Is it… over?"
Kurapika looked away. "… I'm sorry. But it will never be over. As long as the Spiders live for one more day, this hatred will not die."
"You know, there's something I realized every since this whole thing started…" Kiriki said softly.
Kurapika stared back at her.
"Revenge is a scary thing. A lot of people think that it will provide them with happiness, a treat after the bad things that happened. But, the truth is, it doesn't. Because it's revenge. It's not supposed to. Nothing will come out of it. Nothing at all." She made sure to hold Kurapika's gaze. "Ever since that night five years ago, I know you had longed waited for the day you could get your revenge. It must have been so painful for you to carry the weight of our dead comrades. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. But now, I'm right in front of you. And I'm not leaving. So… so…" Her voice shook. "Please, end this. I'm begging you, let it end. We're finally together. I… I really don't want to lose my nii-chan again…"
"Kiriki…" Kurapika moved towards her, bent down and wiped the tears running down her cheeks. "That's enough. I'll stop. I'll do my best to stop. I promise."
For a few moments, the recently united brother and sister just stared at one another.
"Ne, is this going anywhere?" Killua, who had been quiet the whole time and finally got fed up with all the drama, spoke up. "Because if not, I'm leaving." He placed his hands at the back of his head.
"Killua, you're being mean!" Gon told him.
"What? No, I'm not."
"Oh yeah?" Killua lunged at Gon who yelped.
Kiriki blinked several times then laughed. Kurapika stared at her, a little taken aback then joined in as well. The female kurutarian approached the two fighting males.
"That's okay, Gon-kun" she said. The two looked up; Killua had Gon in the headlock.
"Huh? Why?" the black-haired hunter inquired, at the same time trying to free himself.
"Do you recall back in the airship with Hisoka?" she asked. "If it wasn't for Killua-kun, I would have done something I'd very much regret. That's why," She smiled. "I want to thank you, Killua-kun."
The silver-haired boy released Gon and looked away, his hands in his pockets. "Oh, that… that was… well… I just-"
Kiriki kissed his cheek. Killua froze.
Curious, Gon drew closer to his bestfriend's face.
Killua jerked back. "What?"
"Ne, Killua, are you blushing?"
At once, the young assassin turned red at the blunt query. "I-I don't know what you're talking about…" he mumbled, refusing to meet the other boy's gaze.
"Youare, aren't you?" Gon persisted. "Right, Killua? Killua?"
"Shut up, or I'll choke you again!"
"I said, shut it!"
"Gon, I'm going to kill you!"
"You don't have to be embarra- OW! Killua, that hurt! Hey, let go of me! Let go!"
"No way! I'll show you!"
Kiriki giggled at their antics. Then, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up. Kurapika was smiling at her. Slowly, she smiled back.
Gon and Killua blinked, confused. Neither Kuruta had spoken a word yet they seemed to understand each other.
"Ne, what are you thinking about?" Killua wanted to know.
Kiriki shook her head, still smiling. "It's just… a sibling thing…"
And that was that.
Simple ending? Yeah, I know. Oh well. I'll admit this isn't one of my best fics but I finished it anyway. Thanks to everyone who read and reviewed!
I hope you guys will take a look at my other finished fics and my fics to come. Until next time then ;)