Each Other's End Game. (Hisoka X Reader🔞)|Modern|Anime Crossover

Chapter 65

"Oh, She's so beautiful.." You whispered in pure exhaustion.

It was hell. Your body was unbelievably weak and you were 100% sure you were going to die during birth. Covered in beaded sweat, heartbeat barely surviving and body utterly demolished by pain - staring at your baby girl made everything seem so minal. The physical hell was worth it.

With waves of happiness and emotional pain swirling around your heart, a single tear betrayed your left eye when you saw that she had Hisoka's firey red hair and golden eyes. Maybe slightly darker, like honey hazel, but strikes of wolfish yellow taints were definitely visible. She herself was a masterpiece of both you and Hisoka.

Depsite originally being judgemental of a high school pregnant mom that gave birth all alone and stereotypically threw her life away because she couldn't keep her legs closed nor have protected sex, the nurses couldn't help but warmly smile at the first mother-daughter moment shared. The doctors and nurses knew you because you had done your hospital hours for university with them, hence why they were utterly shocked to find you a pregnant high school drop out. So close to graduating, but it was all for nothing. You gave it all up for your baby. However if only they knew you lost your will to do something in your life ever since Itachi died.

They could see that you already loved your child long before she was even born by how you smiled and cried at the sight of new life. Additionally, they admired how you fought to pull through depsite your failing body. It depicted how you refused to leave your first born alone in this harsh world. Admiration swelled in their eyes at how strong you are for doing this alone. No grandparents. No parents. No siblings. No friends and no man to take this journey with you. A lot of other teen mothers were lucky enough to have support from back home, but you were completely disregarded and abandoned. No one at all to share such breathingly priceless moments.

"Maleeka ..I'll name you Maleeka. A Queen. Royalty. A warrior. " You whispered, gingerly rubbing your index finger across her soft plumply cheek ever so delicately.

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A year later you sat at a cute garden table overlooking a serene lake as you contently ate your pancakes covered in chocolate ice cream. At least once a week you would come to this restaurant in aim of relaxing while Maleeka slept in her pram next to you.
You were content, but your mind couldn't help but wonder to the recent news about Hisoka.

Almost every week he made headlines by the several gangs he took down and took over. What unsettled you more was the excessive amount of brutal killings he had on his hands. Everything about this style was uncharacteristic of Hisoka. He was lethal, but also calm and casual about it all. However this time, you could sense Hisoka was angry and spiraling out of control. In front of the screen or miles apart, you could feel deep down in your belly that Hisoka's soul was restless and he was not getting the satisfaction out of his underworld business like he used too. Something was definitely off.

"I thought I recognized you." A lazy man voice mused you out of your thoughts. Turning around your eyes partially bulge upon seeing someone you really wished to stay hidden from.

"M-mr Sukehiro." You dryly gulped.

"Call me Yami please. You not my student anymore. From one of the best in the class to a drop out and the only one that never graduate - life is definitely surprising. Your kid?" He nonchalantly spoke, not really insulting you but rather stating the obvious.

"You mind?" Yami pulled out his cigarette and averted his eyes to the seat in front of you.

With shame and embarrassment suffocating you, you timidly nodded to give him permission to sit.