Hi guys, it is finally here. To the Test.

This story is a collab with Kanon58. I bet you have heard of them right? The amazing mind behind 'Who am I? I'm Just Me!' Well they really helped me with the plot for this so go check out their stories some time, okay?

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this first chapter and please review :) (I don't own HunterXHunter)

Summary: Kurapika and Killua were close friends. However, when Killua appears to have more to do with the massacre of Kurapika's clan than expected, their friendship begins to fall apart.

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The call had come as a big surprise to Kurapika. The Kurtian had been lying in bed, ready for sleep, when his phone had vibrated. Blurry eyed and half asleep; he picked up the phone and with a scratchy voice had said 'Hello.' Moments later, the blonde got jolted awake by the sound of Killua and Gon screaming cheerily down the phone line; inviting him to meet them a month later in between some bickering and laughter.

'I don't recall saying yes,' Kurapika thought to himself as he walked down the dirt path leading from the docks to the town centre. Actually, Kurapika didn't get the chance to respond before the line had fallen dead. Only a week later did Kurapika hear from the two boys again and by then he couldn't back out. So, the Kurtian had requested a month vacation from his job as a Nostrade bodyguard and boarded a boat to Whale Island.

The trip to Gon's home island had been long and tiring. Two weeks of sitting on a boat with only the ship men to keep the blonde company. The food wasn't too good either. Only fish and potatoes (Hardly a balanced diet) Stopping at one of the stalls on his way into the town square; the conjurer bought himself a bright green apple before he continued on his trip.

He was supposed to meet Gon and Killua at Gon's house - not that he knew where that was. Kurapika had never been to Whale Island before and the only reason he knew where he was going now was because he bought a map and it didn't exactly point out the residents houses. However, the blonde did notice that there weren't actually many houses - at least according to the map. There were maybe ten houses on the island as a whole. There were a lot of hotels though.

Kurapika knew the reason for this. Whale Island was a popular but small port for fishermen and the whole island was set up for that purpose. Because of this, there wasn't much room for any houses. Also, Whale Island was fairly isolated. Kurapika knew this from how long it had taken him to get there, and it wasn't an appealing thought to have to travel a week or so to get to the nearest island from it.

'That is probably why nobody ever moves here,' Kurapika couldn't help thinking.

Despite this; the island was very pretty, the views were brilliant and the wildlife which only existed on the island were beautiful and colourful. More than once Kurapika had stopped to admire the scenery. There were no tall buildings or factories on the island with only traditional style houses and stalls instead of shops. Restaurants and pubs also had a traditional vibe to them which helped make the island seem all the more spectacular.

Biting into his apple, Kurapika glanced around as he reached the town square. The place was filled with stalls selling a variety of things - mostly fishing based but there was the odd thing which wasn't. The blonde glanced at some of the stalls' stock, not really taking in what he was seeing, when something caught the Kurtian's eyes. Stopping for a moment, Kurapika glanced at one of the stalls and immediately started to laugh.

Killua and Gon were sat on stools in front of a stall with a tall tanned man behind the counter; also on a stool. From what Kurapika could hear, they were clearly negotiating over something.

"Two hundred," The man said sternly.

Killua rest his right arm on the counter and leaned towards the business man. "One hundred and fifty."

"Hundred and eighty."

Gon had a determined look as he said. "Hundred and sixty and a key ring."

"Then I lose money. Final offer, hundred and seventy yen."

Killua smiled deviously, "And a key ring?"

The man sighed again, "Fine!" Killua and Gon smiled in triumph as they shook the man's hand; before the business man passed over a small, brown square box and a yellow key ring over to Killua. Leaping off the stools, Killua and Gon began to walk away from the stall. "I can't believe we managed to save fifty yen, Killua!" Gon exclaimed.

Killua laughed. "I did learn a few things from when we were trying to get the money for Greed Island. Never go with the original offer." Gon glanced up with a smile stitched into his face and it was at that moment he locked eyes with the Kurtian's. "KURAPIKA!"

Kurapika smiled lightly at his two friends as they ran towards him before pulling to a stop. Both had grown considerably since the last time he saw them; then again, that had been over a year ago. The two boys who used to reach up to his chest now reached his shoulders and Gon seemed taller again with his long spiked up hair. "Hello," Kurapika greeted.

Killua stuffed one hand into his pocket (holding the box with the other) and leaned back slightly. "Yo! I didn't think you'd show up!" Killua admitted bluntly.

Kurapika's smile faded but he was still smiling inwardly, "Neither did I."

Gon grabbed Kurapika's arm and did a little leap with excitement. "How've you been? What ya' been doing? Have you found more scarlet eyes? Is Senritsu okay?" Gon asked all these questions in a quick rush like he was unsure which to ask first.

Kurapika thought for a moment before replying. "I've been good; been working mainly. Yes I have found more eyes, ten pairs, and Senritsu is good. She sends her care."

Gon widened his eyes. "Ten pairs of eyes in one year! That is amazing Kurapika! By this time next year you will have found them all." It actually wasn't as simple as just finding the eyes. Kurapika had actually located eighteen out of the twenty-eight eyes from his deceased clansmen. However, some people refused to sell the eyes to the Kurtian blonde or they put the price so high Kurapika couldn't afford it. This is what made getting the eyes a big challenge for the blonde.

However, Kurapika couldn't deny he was happy with the amount of eyes he'd found and achieved so far. He just wished that the scarlet eyes were easier to buy off people.

When Kurapika had first made it his mission to find all the scarlet eyes, the night his family were massacred; he'd assumed that buying the eyes off people would be easy. In the twelve-year-old's mind, nobody would want a pair of eyes floating in a glass in their living room - even if the eyes were a pretty colour. This idea turned out wrong very quickly.

Shaking the thoughts about scarlet eyes out of his head; Kurapika glanced down at the box in Killua's hand. "What is that?" Kurapika asked.

Killua smiled, "A box of sweets. I just bought them from that guy over there." The ex-assassin pointed towards the stall that Kurapika had seen them negotiating by. "Want one?"

Kurapika held up his half-eaten apple and shook his head. Gon grabbed Kurapika's hand before he smiled; showing all his teeth, "C'mon we need to go meet, Leorio."

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Hisoka sat on a wooden barrel in the middle of a dark alleyway; watching without shifting his glance at the Kurtian and the ex-assassin. When he'd heard the truth about what really happened the night the Kurata clan was massacred, Hisoka found it difficult to believe. Killua seemed close to Kurapika for a start; not as close as he was with Gon but they were still friends none the less, and Kurapika also treated Killua as a friend. The joker saw it impossible for them to become friends if what he'd heard about Killua was true but then he realised it; Kurapika didn't know what Killua had done.

The blonde didn't know Killua was a part of the group who massacred his clan; the Phantom Troupe. He didn't know Killua was the one who killed his mother.

Okay, expect it to get better after this ;)

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