After losing his home to an elusive group of criminals, Y/n takes the Hunter Exam and meets Kurapika, a boy set out for revenge. As Y/n unfurls the mystery of who he was and who he is, he is caught between love, loss, a tragic past, and a mysterious...
Y/n and Leorio finally clambered up the ship. A bell swayed from side to side, indicating the ship was to leave.
Y/n approached the side of the ship, his shoes hitting the wooden floorboards. He stared at the city, which was sparkling in the distance. Further ahead, past a long patch of trees, he could see a single manor with the lights still turned on.
He sighed. As much as they had helped him at the Elder's Manor, he was so excited to finally get a change of scenery. Life had become so monotonous. Waking up on time, organizing manor activities, working outdoors, filing bills... it had become an excruciatingly boring life.
"Missing home already?" Leorio said, approaching from behind.
"That wasn't my home, really," he replied.
"Where are you from, then?"
"Far away from here. It doesn't exist anymore."
"Oh, sorry about that... So you were a vagrant?"
Y/n wasn't offended.
"For the past couple of years, I was hired at the Elder's estate. But for a long time before I was... something like that."
"Well you don't need to worry, now that we're friends, you'll never be a hobo again!"
Y/n looked at him.
"Friends?"
"Sure!" he smiled, slapping Y/n on the top of his back, almost making him cough. He pushed him aside.
"Blegh, try not to kill me, dumbass," he said irritated.
"I think I'm finally getting to see the real you," Leorio said, smiling.
"I was strictly taught not to open up too quickly," he replied.
As night fell upon them, the stars began to shine down on the boat swaying in a vast, open ocean.
"We have one more stop for tonight!" The captain said to one of the crew members.
Leorio and Y/n had taken an available room with other passengers. Y/n laid on a mat on the floor, which he had explained to Leorio was a common practice for those of his tribe, which Leorio argued was unnecessary suffering if you have a bed.
"You really don't want me to get into stoic philosophy, Leorio, I won't finish until dawn," he had said.
"Well, the day after tomorrow should be our last day at sea," Leorio said, reading a magazine.
"Cool. I'm so bored." Y/n said, laying on a mat. "I don't even wanna do anything to stop my boredom, I just want something exciting to happen, you know? Hey, can I read what you're reading?"
Leorio turned around in his cot sharply.
"No, you cannot read what I'm reading!"
If he knew what it was he wouldn't be asking! he thought.
"Fine, you don't need to be so mean."
He got up from the other side of the room, standing with his hands dramatically on his hips. "Well, I'm going to go see the new batch of people to scope out... the hotties!" he exclaimed, running out the door.
Leorio fell off his bed, "Hey wait!"
Y/n ran up the side of the ship. "Look!"
The landscape seemed more whimsical than Grandeiro, where many different colored lights shone from several neighboring cities. A couple dozen new passengers began boarding the ship.
"Ugh, they're all middle-aged men," Leorio said.
Y/n snickered. "I was only kidding about checking out the new passengers, weirdo."
Even though I wasn't... Y/n thought.
"Now you're just trying to make me look bad," Leorio muttered.
"I'm going to go get a closer look," Y/n whispered.
He swiveled around and stepped into the direction of the front of the ship, only to narrowly miss colliding with someone.
He looked at Y/n and narrowed his eyes. He was a little over five and a half feet tall, with blonde hair past his chin and large, cat-like brown eyes. Loose golden hairs swayed a bit from the sea breeze. He was so close Y/n could smell his scent.
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He took a step back.
The stars above them reflected in their eyes, and lights from the city danced lazily on their faces. They were both beautiful.
"Um, excuse me, are you-?" Y/n said after a second, startling him from his thoughts.
"I sensed something weird about him... something sad in his eyes."
Leorio dropped the act.
"You're really good at reading people."
"I was taught."
"But you can be hard to read sometimes, you know."
"I know. Now hush, I'm thinking."
"More like daydreaming about blondie."
"Oh, shut up!" he said, knocking the back of his knee with his shoe, making him nearly stumble.
Y/n could still see the boy on the other side of the ship, alone.
He wondered why he had gotten such a strong flash of sadness from just a look in his eyes; it intrigued him. He hadn't even gotten the chance to read his heart.
What was in him that was so heartbroken and forlorn?
✨Did you know?✨
Y/n is canonically beautiful, so whoever you are, you are beautiful!
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