𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 ;; 𝙃𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙠𝙖, 𝙄𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙞, 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤

𝟐 - 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓

You sat on the couch. It came apparent to you that each room was designed perfectly the same as any other room on the floor. Hisoka's couch was the same as Killua's. Hisoka chose to lean his hourglass figure on the couch.

"So, how have we been?" He asked you in his calm deep voice.

"What do you want?"

"Woah, (Y/N) relax.. You know I have nothing against you," he said waving his hands in front of his chest implying a "no".

"Yeah but I do,"

A chuckle parted his mouth at your response. It delights him that you were the type to hold grudges. You are poise but one disappointing moment could shatter you in seconds, leaving you wounded and hungry for vengeance. You were adamant when it comes to get physical as well but Hisoka thinks your delicate hands are too pretty for violence.

"Are you still mad at me, love?"

"Is the answer not obvious or are you plain stupid?"

Your observant self realized that Hisoka was trying to get under your skin. And it worked because I gave in. Fuck. You mentally gave yourself a facepalm.

Right off the bat his amber colored eyes glistened. He noticed that you realized his true intentions. He threw his hair back.

"What are you doing here in Heavens Arena?" you blatantly asked.

"Answer my first question, and I'll answer yours~" he requested. You took a deep breathe. Fine.

"I'm doing well,"

"That's entertaining to hear.." he replied. you rolled your eyes to his comment.

"I'm here to train, nothing else. The first few floors bored me to death so I sped up my pace to the 200th. You know how crazy I get while fighting the strong ones," he answered your question. The image of a few opponents flashed through his mind and he went feral. He bit his lower lip and scrunched the couch with his dainty fingers.

"And so you haven't changed as well," you fired back at him. He laughed in relieve.

"What about you (Y/N)? What brings you here?"

Your consciousness was in the right path at this very moment but you decided to tell him your reasons anyways. Your sense of trust was still buried within him.

"Well then I suppose you've talked to Gon. I fought him the other day. Oh he was—exciting!"

"Ew you creep. Cut it out!" You nudged him with your right arm. Before you could successfully lay your hand on him, he disappeared in a blink of an eye and teleported right behind you.

"Gon unexpectedly punched the shit out of my face, and I admired him for that. An exclusive progress for a toy like him," Hisoka continued. His index and middle fingers trailed the skin from your shoulder, delicately making their way softly to the back of your neck. The cold sensation from fingers triggered shivers down your spine. In a swift move, he pulled out a Hunter's Pin from behind your ear.

"I told him that he could give this back to me as soon as he succeeded to punch me in the face," he placed the Hunter's Pin on the palm of your hand.

"Well I'm glad he succeeded-"

The clear printed out two digit numbers embedded on the object startled you.

"Number 44..." you murmured.

"Your lucky number~"

He took his split chance and killed the distance between the back of your neck and his lips. The soft pecks his lips planted on you were irresistible. The feeling surprised your skin, making you weak. A single mewl that was hardly suppressed escaped you and you could hear him chuckle.

"Alright that's enough chit chat, I'm going home," you stood up ready to leave.

"Ah, but the fun was just about to start," he pouted.

A brief silence struck the both of you. You looked him dead in the eye. Hisoka decided to let you go. He opened the door for you. You quickly left his room without saying goodbye.

-

You grabbed the keys to your apartment when suddenly a beep jingled from your phone.

[Unknown Number]
Sooner or later, in one way or another, we'll meet again~ 💧^__^⭐️

It was from Hisoka. You ignored the creepy cryptic message and head straight inside.

-

You clicked out the X button from the Hunter's Site and stretched your upper limbs. You finally finished doing research. You head over to the washing machine with used clothes in your hand. You didn't want to bother with clothes stacking up a pile on the floor.

You loaded the pair of pants you just used to visit  Heaven's Arena. Suddenly, you felt a bump in one of the pockets. You reached and pulled out the mystery object hidden. It was his Hunter's Pin! Your brows instinctively furrowed out of annoyance. You flipped the pin over and saw a written note,

"Return to Hisoka at all cost ;)"

That bastard! Hisoka purposely gave it to you. A strange gut feeling corrupted you. Something is telling you to give it back to him.

"A little return won't hurt, right?" you questioned yourself.

"No, (Y/N), no. You weren't raised like this, screw him!" you reassured yourself with common sense, slapping both of your cheeks altogether. You placed the pin on top of your washing machine, leaving it there to give it back the next time you see him.