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“It’s just a scratch. You worry too much.”

“Ah… ! Don’t press there!”

“Just put a bandage on it and I’ll be fine.”

“That looks bad. Really bad.”

“Try not to look at it.”

“That hurts!”

“You’re going to need bedrest for at least a few days.”

“I’m going to be stuck in bed for how long?”

“That’s nothing, you big baby.”

“Here, let me help. I’m good at this sort of thing.”

“I can’t feel it. That’s bad, right?”

“Can you move?”

“How can something so small hurt so much?”

“It looks a lot worse than it is.”

“You’re a terrible patient.”

“Will you hold still? I can’t do anything if you keep squirming.”

“Wow, I’ve never seen skin turn that color before.”

“It’s just another a war trophy.”

“Shut up and let me help you.”

“I don’t care how tough you are. You can’t ignore that.”

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Ren oozed from the assassin just as naturally as it is to take in a breath of air. Threatening? No, Illumi doesn’t think his words have that intent. In fact, what he heeds is a WARNING. Day by dear it grows nearer: this wannabe do-gooder’s DOOM. Anyway who finds themselves willingly in the company of a puppet of darkness shall PERISH sooner or later. It won’t be by the Manipulator’s hand, though. No, no. It will be his little brother who, at the end of the day, will BETRAY Leorio’s ultimately. His life had been up for forfeit the very moment he considered himself Killua’s friend. After all, the black-haired man RAISED his sibling to be this way. Nothing but divine intervention can ever change the heart of a Zoldyck. 

Pitiful that the one before him cannot wrap his mind around this fact.

A hand raised upward in a slow motion from his side, stretching outward to where he can hold it out to point in Leorio’s direction. As he preformed this action, little spirals formed within the dark-pools of the Hunter’s eyes. Imitation is necessary for those who think with their emotions rather than their head. The brunette fit that bill, by his observation.

Now, Leorio knows better. And he knows, too, that Illumi doesn’t have a goddamn clue what he’s talking about.

He clenches his fists at his sides until they’re shaking, then all at once releases them with a sigh violent enough to heave his shoulders. “I don’t have siblings, so maybe there’s something I’m missing, but I’ve got to say -- you don’t know your brother as well as you think you do. And that’s a damn shame.”

And then Leorio is grinning in spite of himself. “Sure, I’m not as high on his list as Gon, and I’m probably below Kurapika, too, if I’m being honest. But the only thing I’m worried about with Killua is that he’s gonna give himself a mouthful of cavities. And that he’s dehydrated. And sleep-deprived. You know, I have a lot of concerns, but none of them are about him abandoning his friends. If you bothered to actually listen to him, if you cared about him, you’d know that, too.”

Leorio can’t help but feel smug, even though his heart is hammering under the stress of the situation and Illumi’s gaze. It’s dangerous, speaking so candidly, but that’s what Leorio does best.

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❝ Do you really have to go? ❞

❝ I’m coming with you, ____! ❞

❝ No one shall be greater than all. ❞

❝ I will not serve a false king. ❞

❝ I want to live my life the way (you) said I would. ❞

❝ There is so much I’ve never seen. ❞

❝ What is a damsel anyway? ❞

❝ How am I ever going to do great things when I’m stuck here? ❞

❝ I was in the neighborhood and I thought I’d invade. ❞

❝ How about a little kiss? I hear you’re still single. ❞

❝ I’m so bored with peace. ❞

❝ Your worst dream, that’s my idea of fun. ❞

❝ You’re our only hope. ❞

❝ Have I told you today how magnificently and totally worthless you are? ❞

❝ You saved my life. Thank you. ❞

❝ I stand alone. ❞

❝ Don’t come any closer. Don’t even try. ❞

❝ I just need your help this once. ❞

❝ You wretched mythological moron! ❞

❝ Is a group of dragons a pack or a flock? ❞

❝ I would love this world without you in it. ❞

❝ You’ve never sung before, have you? ❞

❝ How do you feel about interpretive dance? ❞

❝ I’m starving. All these heroics have worked up my appetite. ❞

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❝ Please. Don’t die. I can’t do this on my own. ❞

❝ I’m sorry. It’s all my fault you were hurt. ❞

❝ I’m no help to anyone. ❞

❝ I see the heavens each time that you smile. ❞

❝ Love just took me by surprise looking through your eyes. ❞

❝ I see a world we’re meant to see together. ❞  

❝ I don’t belong in that world. ❞

“Look,” Leorio says, leaning forward and raising his eyebrows, “there are very few situations when stuffing your emotions down is a good thing. Sometimes, sure, it’s good to reign in what you’re feeling so you don’t lash out at someone who doesn’t deserve it or start sobbing when you’re at a party or throw a punch when it might be better to talk things out. But those are all extremes. You gotta let yourself feel things, kid. It’s not healthy otherwise.”

Lifting his chin, Leorio sighs, wondering if anything he’s already said has registered. He clears his throat and folds his hands, bridging his fingers before his nose.

“You should try and express yourself more,” Leorio says gently. “Smile a little. Maybe have a good cry if that’s your thing. Be a kid for once. That’s all I’ve got to say.”

   Is  that  what  Leorio  really  thought  ?  Kurapika  stares  at  Leorio’s  back  at  his  friend  starts  to  move  away  ,  but  it  seems  his  sudden  burst  of  words  had  brought  him  to  a  stop.  He  should  have  said  nothing.  Not  because  he  didn’t  care  ,  but  because  he  DID  care.  He  was  only  a  danger  to  his  friends.

   Lips  press  together  and  his  hands  curl  into  a  fist  ,  desperate  to  try  to  find  some  self  control.  “  Of  course  I  do  ,  Leorio.  “  But  it’s  not  hard  to  think  why  people  would  be  surprised.  (  It  hurts.  )

He bites his tongue hard enough to make his eyes water. “I know. Well, I thought so. I wanted to think that was true. But you don’t exactly make it easy, Kurapika. It’s much easier to doubt you. Just want you to realize that.”

This isn’t fair. He knows that much, but he can’t stop himself from speaking. The first utterance of his displeasure, his insecurity, has paved a path, and he finds he can’t find the brakes. 

“We’re friends,” he echoes. “Pretty sure this is the first time you’ve said as much. I guess you don’t get it, but sometimes, you have to say that and make it clear. Because there have been times I thought you hated me, and not just when we first met. And then there are days when it’s like you’re indifferent. Do you have any idea how difficult that is?”

He’s sweating. He can’t tell if it’s stress or fury or fever. He clenches his fists by his sides and wills himself to calm down, but his heart continues to race, beating so hard in his chest he almost fantasizes that it will leave a bruise.

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