Author's Note: The rest of this story will probably be snippets and drabbles of the universe, not so much a full story line.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fourze or Hunter x Hunter.

"Okay, try out the magic hand next."

Kurapika put the switch in its slot and raised an eyebrow from underneath his helmet. "Magic hand? I don't want to imagine what the first thing Leorio said when he heard that."

Killua snorted, turning around in his chair to face the new-owner of the Fourze Driver through the glass separating them. The Yorknew base was surprisingly large for existing on the moon without anyone noticing. Kurapika was currently in a small room barred off from the main room, intended for testing switches. A large glass pane allowed him to see into Killua's 'office', where the white haired boy was often seen with Leorio crafting new switches. "Yeah, well, Gon isn't much better. He still laughs at '69'."

The blonde suppressed a chuckle, knowing that Killua wasn't much more mature than the boy whose hip he seemed to be attached at. "Testing it now."

MAGIC HAND ON

"Huh." Kurapika's voice mused quietly at the extended pink hand that resembled a robotic one, stretching its reach well across the room. "This could be useful." He tested his movement, clenching the extra fist and flexing its fingers. It was a strange sensation and he wasn't sure he'd be able to describe it accurately, but it left a tingling itch in his arm. "Everything looks good."

"Ha! What else would you expect from me?" Killua's face had a victorious smirk before he pulled off his headset and ran a hand through his hair, successfully making it a spiky mess again. "Speaking of, where is Gon?"

Kurapika shrugged as he flicked the Fourze Driver off, breathing a little easier now that the suit had vanished into who-knows-where. (Space maybe. That seemed to be a popular motif of his life lately.)

The pair were currently alone in Yorknew and the blonde realized a little awkwardly that Killua was easily the one he spoke to the least (funnily enough, he got along the best with Leorio, for his stupid antics and short temper).

Actually, this was probably an opportunity to gather information.

"What exactly is the Fourze Driver?"

The younger blinked at the sudden question. "Huh? Oh—it's…the power of space." He gestured to the belt. "I mean, the switches are cosmic energy, which is practically the stuff of stars."

"And where did Gon get this?"

Killua tapped his fingers against his leg. "You'd have to ask him."

"But you know."

"Yes."

The blonde's lips tightened into a thin line. There was one more thing bugging him. "So how come none of you have become Fourze?"

Killua turned his gaze upwards and linked his hands behind his head, beginning to spin around in his chair. "Well, Leorio became Fourze once. 'Course, he got his ass kicked so badly we forbade him from ever touching it again. And…well—Gon refused to use it. You'd have to talk to him further about it, but he doesn't want become Fourze yet. Not until he knows more about his father."

"What about you?"

He stopped spinning and gave a predatory smile like that of a wolf's, and his bangs fell over his eyes. "If I used it, I'd probably end up killing the Zodiart."

Kurapika almost took a step backwards. Almost.

He didn't doubt it for a second.