That was well-written.

There are some people who write a dark story once, and cleanse themselves, or many times, and purge their life of toxicity with it. There are others who never dare to write anything but a fluffy romance with a happy ending. And then there are the ones who write one story and find that they like it, the feeling of lives being crushed beneath their pens, the rush of power, the secrets to tell and the secrets to keep. They fall away from this world, into the twisted paths of their own minds.

And we write and write until there's nothing left.

This doesn't even have to be AU.

Killua...Killu-Kill...Kil-Ki-K...

And nothing at all as the world goes black.

What's going on in Kurapika's mind is probably one of the hardest thing to understand in HxH, and you describe it so well!

This fic is really good, I feel like I want to read it again and again. I fave this story, I like the fic about Kurapika and Killua except Yaoi, and this fic is not yaoi fic, it's rare and I like it.

I actually liked this a lot. Pffft I'm a horrible person, I love angst with my favourite characters XD

I REALLY like this fic

We can't everyday see killua in a wise mode...

Awesome!

*REVIEW* Now plz make more chapters! I'm really, really, REALLY want more Chapters, Its THAT good...And only one chapter, HUh would ya look at that. *thumbs up*

Oh my goodness, I am in love with your stories! Too bad this is a oneshot :( If you ever continue, I'll definitely enjoy it greatly and review again!

~Iris

OOO dark xD but amazing

,Vein

...wow...That was really good! I loved it. It really connected the two characters together. I love it! Brilliant! Keep up the great work!

This is an amazing story.

Great job!

"You and me have the blood on our sleeves. We, personally, inflict pain upon those who oppose us. We're the Instruments of Death. And eventually we won't need any purpose to kill. It won't be about honor. We'll kill to kill. By the time we realize we're drowning in blood it's too late. Death is as mandatory as taking a breath of air. We crave it, we want it. We need it. Death is like our drug. We take a sip and we want more. Then the more we take the more we want. Then we need something stronger, something more. And we kill and kill until there's nothing left."

I can't begin to explain how much I liked this sentence. Just the way you wrote it fascinated me. You should complete this story, okay? Well you have to. It's so good and I don't know, really good. Okay I should stop whining. XD

I could totally imagine Killua and Kurapica in that situation. It was like the perfect dialogue that could ever happened between these two, I wanted to see it animated. It's a shame we couldn't see anything between Killua and Kurapica in the whole series, nobody knows how each one of them thought of the other.

"Killing the Genei Ryodan won't bring your people back." Well that was so harsh. It's so Killua-ish. XD But it's true anyways. I always hated Kurapica's emo mode and that got me to hate his story, it was getting so dramatic and lame. Please don't hate on me, I'm just speaking my mind.

"I'm not killing because I want to." I hissed, glaring heatedly at him. "Don't mix me in with the likes of you." It's like they are arguing in a weird way. And I really liked it.

I'm curious about this story, I wonder if you're going to complete or not. I hope you do. 3

Thumbs up for your social studies teacher, that line is great.

And thumbs up to you too, the story is dark but I really love it.

Killua's words were so cool.

Wow... dark and deep and angsty, and just at the right point that you enjoy it and not puke out tears.

If anything, Killua was acting like the wise old man and Kurapika the little kid being taught to. It was actually pretty amusing to read Killua acting differently to his childlike self.

Writing just for the sake of writing? xD

Even though I don't know who your Social Studies teacher is, I like him~

Nice work w