What If Something Changes?

Disclaimer: Hunter x Hunter belongs to the great Yoshihiro Togashi-sensei

Note: English is not my native language.

Beta: aionwatha

Summary: Kurapika is being haunted by his guilt. Half a year after Chairman Election, Gon, Killua and Leorio got together, but their blond friend didn't show. Kuroro Lucifer isset onhunting down the Chain-Assassin, while Hisoka actually stalks him from the shadows. Each party is searching hard for the missing Kuruta. And who would have guessed, even the Hunter Society is looking for him. R&R!

~~Note: This contain a slice of ORANGE. Any pairings[?] You'll find out as you read, so I'm telling you - Start now!

Also, this story popped in my mind on May 23 2012, If ever someone around here has a fic which resembles mine, well, personally, I say I was

E-N-J-O-Y and Please Review! Don't Forget! :D

CHAPTER 1

The Missing Kuruta

Lukuso province. Here you can find a hundred graves, the graves of all who died in the Kuruta massacre. Most have wooden crosses to mark them, but there is one single gravestone. And on that one grave, sitting atop the stone, you'll see a blond haired figure, wearing blue tribal clothes, his face empty scarlet eyes.

It was no other than Kurapika, the last survivor of the Kuruta Clan. He was whispering the prayer of the Kuruta.

To the sun in the sky

and the moonlight of night.

Our bodies came from the earth

while our souls belongs to the heavens above.

Thanking God for blessing our Kuruta land,

surrendering our will to the flow of the wind.

I am honored to share my happiness with my fellow tribesmen,

am honored to share their sorrow.

Please bless the Kuruta tribe forever,

Let us pray this upon our scarlet eyes who bear witness and

With thy proof of our living...

After he was done, he repeated it over and over again. It didn't even bother him that his clothes were drenched and his hair was soaked in the rain. It was as if he had forgotten about physical sensations. Yes, he had forgotten to feel physical pain.

Not even when Uvogin crushed his arm.

Not even from the people who tried to harm him.

None of those things made him feel the pain that should be there. He was already used to that. Despite this, it may not look like it, but, Kurapika had been traumatized, socially and mentally.

He was trying to keep himself 'sane' in order to live. The only thing that gave his mind a glimpse of normalcy, was the hatred that flowed in his heart. The hatred he had for the Spiders.

It had been six years since then. Since he was left all alone in the world, until he met Gon, Killua, Leorio and Senritsu. They managed to somehow heal his heart slowly... but not completely.

The tombstone he was sitting on actually belonged to his mother and father. All alone, he was swaying his legs feeling no joy, but emptiness, sadness, loneliness. Even though his eyes were scarlet, they were empty, there was no sign of light. They were only a dry crimson.

The flowers he had offered to his clansmen were being washed away by the heavy downpour.

As for Kurapika, He just continued to pray, hoping that this would be the last thing he could... He could...What...?

Meanwhile, in a certain hotel room, Gon was staring out the window, and Killua was on his back watching him sleepily. "Gon?" Killua called him, and the kid replied without turning his head to face him. "Yeah?"

"What's wrong?, why are you staring at the rain?" Killua asked while he move to sit by Gon. It was then that Gon turned his eyes to Killua, and said, "Nothing, it's just that, whenever its raining... It makes me think of Kurapika."

With that, Gon's eyes turned very sad. He missed his Kuruta friend. Out of all of them, Kurapika worried him the most. He loved Killua and Leorio too, but Kurapika was a different case. He knew that his friend was very reckless in spite of being so smart and strong.

Gon was worried, thinking what if scenarios, such as what if Kurapika had met with the spiders by chance? Or maybe he'd become sick again like the time when he collapsed in York Shin.

His nen ability might make him incredibly strong, but Pakunoda had died, which meant she told the other Spiders the weakness of the so-calledChain-user. At the same time, they knew Kuroro Lucifer might have found a nen remover. Plus, there was the fact that Kurapika didn't really taking care of himself. Gon could tell. He could understand his friend really well.

He knew that Kurapika was what could be called "a very fragile stone."

Killua sighed, resting his elbow on the edge of the window sill, and started staring like Gon was doing. He said, "You're thinking too much about this. I'm sure he's busy searching for his clan's eyes... Or he probably had found those and has already taken them somewhere safe."

"Really? You think so?" asked Gon. Killua gave a nod, "Yep. And if not," said Killua, raising his pointing finger to poke Gon's forehead, "he should call us, at least, right?"

Gon snapped his fingers, which startled killua. "Ah! Thats right! The phone!" Gon took out his cellphone and tried to contact Kurapika.

Because of the hard rain however, there was no stable service and the device wouldn't connect. "Too bad..." Gon said sadly.

Killua rubbed the back of his head, "sheesh,,, Don't be so depressed. Plus, I wonder if that guy even remembers us..."

"Killua! Of course Kurapika does!"

"I doubt that."

"Killua-"

Before the two could start a proper fight, Leorio came onto the scene, soaked to the bones. "Whew! Oh, Gon, Killua could one of you get me some towel, please?"

"O-ok!" Gon immediately did what he was asked . Killua just sighed again and looked out the window.

"Really, where is that guy...?" He was feeling rather concerned, himself.

While on the other hand, Kuroro Lucifer was...

"Danchou...!" Nobunaga called out. "Are you really sure about this?!"

Kuroro smiled, but there was no warmth in his expression. It was simply a smile of absolute self-confidence. The Ryodan leader looked back to his Spiders and said, "Yes, and that is an order. Don't interfere."

"... Danchou..." The samurai could only look to his Danchou with sad face.

"... Danchou, so you're really going to do it alone?" Machi added.

"Of course, after all... I'm the Head. I won't let more of my precious limbs get ripped away from me." Kuroro spoke, leaving in the cool, detached way that he did everything.

As he vanished from his subordinates' sight, one question was left unanswered.

What was Kuroro planning?!

And behind the dark walls, there was a red haired man, holding joker card...

To Be Continued...

Note: Those readers who had read this before, there are some big changes as you do notice...

Yes the first chapter was so short, but I hope you are interested enough to continue reading!

Etoh, Care for a Read? Hope you do! :D