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<em>The red clothing his childhood wore, the red eyes of his brethren when they were angry...</em>
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<em>And the crimson red of their blood staining his childhood home.</em>
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<em>They stared up at him with their empty eye sockets, bloody tears running down their cheeks.</em>
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<p>"<em>Why?"</em></p></div><div>
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<em>Kurapika turned slowly, his eyes wide and terrified as they met the empty sockets of his dearest friend.</em>
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<em>"Why do you get to become an adult?"</em>
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<small>"Kurapika? You have to wake up..."</small>
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<em>He ignored the voice calling out to him, running towards his friend.</em>
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<em>"Pairo, please, we have to get you to a doctor. I'm so glad you're alive. Everyone else-"</em>
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<em>When he reached out to grab his friend's arm, it withered away until only bones were left.</em>
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<em>"Answer me, Kurapika."</em>
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<em>The blonde stared at his friends arm, his breath hitching.</em>
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<em>"Why were you the only one to survive?"</em>
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<em>"Kurapika!"</em>
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<p>The blonde shot up, gasping for breath. His eyes flitted across the room, seeing most of his friends still asleep.</p></div><div>
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FanfictionKurapika has been gone from (Name)'s life for nearly two years, and when he's forced to rely on her after getting hurt, he realizes that sooner or later he'll need to address these lustful feelings he has for her. Will he push her away for her own g...
