Title: Peer Edit
Author: NoirRouge
Summary: Kurapika is an author with a sudden fame boost, Leorio is a doctor for teenage cancer patients, Gon has cancer, and Killua is the heir of a millions of dollars. Is this supposed to be funny? AU KuraxLeo GonxKillua
Disclaimer: I do no own Hunter x Hunter, I never have, and I never will! OMG
WARNING: This story contains shonen-ai / slash/ boy love. If this offends you in anyway please do not read this story and save me the trouble of reading your reviews about how I have no morals. Thank you, come again.
Enjoy the show.
Chapter one: Constructive Criticism
Kurapika was a young and intelligent man. At the age of 21 he had already graduated from college and published three books. He had known what it was he wanted to do with his life since he was very young. He had loved to read. He read about history, architecture, governments, etc. But he loved fantasy the most.
Kurapika spent hours upon hours reading fantasy novels in high school as well as writing his own. At the age of 17 Kurapika had submitted one of his stories to a writing contest, and received a 2,000 dollar scholarship in literature.
Since then Kurapika had been hired by a publishing company and had his own editor/publisher. Considering his passion for writing, nothing could explain why he was sitting in his publisher's office being lectured about dead lines and writers block.
Kurapika hadn't submitted anything for a year. Hell, he hadn't even had an original idea for a year. He sat quietly in the firm arm chair in front of his publisher's desk; irritably listening to the lecture he was being given.
"Mr. Kuruta, I need to have something on my desk by the end of this month or I will be forced to dismiss you. Our company can't afford to hire and pay authors who don't put out. You're treading on a thin line considering that you're not even that big of a name. You need to do something about this 'writers block' and whip it back into shape immediately." His publisher formally scolded him. After a moment of silence than man said that he was dismissed and their meeting had ended.
"Oh yes, Kurapika?" The man called; his eyes squinting as he plastered a wicked grin on his face.
"Yes Hisoka?" Kurapika asked, turning back to the man and rubbing his temples. He knew he wasn't going to like whatever the man had to say.
"Are you free this weekend? You see I have got two tickets to…"
Hisoka cackled slightly as he heard his door slam and the distinct noise of Kurapika stomping off down the hall. The boy was just too cute. Hisoka most defiantly enjoyed fresh meat. And Kurapika was very fresh.
Kurapika heaved a long and dramatic sigh as he ascended the stair case to his apartment. His anger finally wore off after the long walk and turning into mild annoyance. Hisoka's gigantic mood swings from being a polite respectable man to a total sleaze ball always frustrated Kurapika. On top of that he was about to loose his job.
He gathered is mail that had been stuffed under the door as he entered his apartment. Looking through it he took note of the junk mail, bills, and greeting cards; then he came across that something that would most definitely improve his mood. The new Issue of Literature Monthly had arrived.
He flipped through all the articles and perused the contents of the magazine. It was full of book reviews, interviews with authors and some sample chapters from new books. Kurapika set down his magazine and began to make dinner.
He spent most of the evening dining on his light supper and reading his magazine. His irritation had completely vanished as he went about doing his favorite activity. That was until he came across a certain article.
Book review: Love and lies
Reviewed by: Kuroro Lucifer
The book "love and lies" is a mediocre story about two homosexual men. Both struggling to be accepted in society and by each other. The story is immoral and damaging to young minds.
This book is clearly a promotional gig for homosexuality. An attempt to bring immoral behavior into respectable literature. This book is no better than the smut that women write that is referred to as "romance novels".
The story should be removed from stores and book shelves. It pollutes young minds and inspires disgusting, rash and wicked…
Kurapika slammed the magazine shut and threw it to the ground. It slid across the floor and finally crashed into the wall. Kurapika immediately went over and retrieved the book; feeling foolish for his immature reaction. He inspected it carefully, a few bent pages here and there but it was fine.
He could just ink over the upsetting article, no need to throw away a decent magazine. Kurapika went a found a sharpie, and prepared to dismiss of the vile work when he got an idea.
"Don't get mad, get even." He mumbled to himself. It was just the title of the next review, but it struck inspiration into Kurapika's heart.
Kurapika put down the sharpie and ran across the room to his computer. He typed in the e-mail address used to submit "comments to the editor", and began to type.
"I myself happen to be homosexual, and live a normal life. I have a job, a home, and I have never done anything "wicked and immoral" because of my personal preferences." Hisoka read out loud as Kurapika sat in silence before him, a small blush tainting his cheeks.
"I knew you were gay Kurapika, I had just been waiting for you to admit it. This is a most certainly an interesting way to come out of the closet. This guy must have really gotten under your skin." Kurapika could practically hear the sleazy smile that formed on Hisoka's face.
"Is there any other reason you wished to see me Hisoka?" Kurapika snapped, the blush gone and a strict glare took its place.
Hisoka threw down the local paper, as well as the national one. The twin articles on both papers read "Fantasy author Kurapika Kuruta comes out".
"You've gotten quite a lot of publicity from this little stunt of yours. I wish you had run it by me first."
"This is unimportant Hisoka; it has nothing to do with my publications."
"Oh, but it does. I have three requests here from talk shows and reporters for a live interview with you. They want to discus… your 'books' it seems."
Kurapika sighed. "Do I have a choice?"
"Yes, but you see… there is a small problem and I'm going to have to revoke one of your options. If you do these interviews your books become more well known, and more people will want to read them; especially with the fact that your queer out in the open. If more people read your stories you and I will both receive a rather large bonus in our monthly pay checks. I'm afraid you have to do at least one interview."
Kurapika ran a hand through his hair and hung his head. There was no escaping. Money was involved and nothing could side track Hisoka now. He would do the interviews, but not because he wanted to.
"Oh yes, I forgot to mention that tomorrow night I have made a reservation and I was hoping that you would…"
The all too familiar sound of a slamming door and heavy foot steps resounded throughout the office. Hisoka giggled.
A/n: oh my, such a short chapter. I'm afraid they will all be about this length, and about 12 of them should be expected. I have this story completely plotted out and ready to be typed. So speedy updates should be expected.
Please, if you read it, review it; it's only polite. But if you insist on being rude I shall have to take you over my knee and teach you some manners. Have a nice day .
Beta: I'm not sure yet… someone does it.