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

Chapter 66

"Hisoka don't -" Grimmjow nervously called out to his leader that spotted you in the plane boarding line with Maleeka peering over your shoulder.

"Relax Grimmjow. If he had the intention of killing her, he wouldn't have paid Yale millions to offer her place back nor have guards watching over her for a year." Sabastian calmly explained, watching Hisoka slowly walk up from behind - unable to take his eyes off his daughter that had his blood red hair. There was never any doubt that you were carrying another man's child, and even if there was, that hair screamed Hisoka's child.

It had to be fate that he came across you the same day him and his gang were flying out of town for business. Among the crowd, from afar Hisoka eyes effortlessly found you - like it was always meant for you. However what stopped him dead his tracks was seeing his daughter for the first time. All that anger, violence and restlessness instantly vainished into thin air. You were definitely his peace.

Stealthy walking from behind, Hisoka's eyes locked onto his daughter's that were now curiously staring back at him. Maleeka didn't shy away or be afraid of such an intimidated looking man. Instead after feeling this instant bond, she extended her one hand out to him - having a few of your hair strands tangled in between her tiny fingers.

Feeling like his insides were melting from sheer happiness and pain, Hisoka blinked blankly at his daughter - uncertain of how to interact with her nor how to feel about her reaching out to him like this. She was either a friendly child or she instinctively knew Hisoka was apart of her.

Fighting a losing battle of resistance, Hisoka slowly extended his hand to hers. Feeling such a soft miniature hand wrap around his index finger, Hisoka's shattered heart was put back together upon feeling his own flesh and blood touch him. You. His daughter. Living together. He could definitely see it happening. He wanted it to happen so badly. More than ever now that he has seen his beautiful first born. His princess..

Unable to surpress the urge, Hisoka warmly smiled down at her. Besides you, Maleeka was the second most beautiful girl he has ever laid eyes on. Additionally the second girl his heart and soul was deeply fond of instantly. Pausing this moment for the longest of times, unable to accept it has to come to an end, Hisoka contemplated about his decisions about kicking you out. He knew you were a strong woman and would've overcame every obstacle you had to encounter during and after your pregnancy. But like a barbwire wrapping around his heart, he grew morbid at the thought of either you and his child dying because of the inadequate care he could've provided to the two of you.

Remembering Grimmjow informed him about the pills you couldn't afford for yourself, Hisoka wondered how your health was. Indeed he was eternally grateful that you always put his child's health first, but what's a child without a mother. Was your heart still weak? Was your liver still damaged? Do you have many more decades to live? Will you be normal and die when you 80?

With his warm smile transitioning into a very small unnoticeable but content smile, Hisoka stopped all those worrisome thoughts from rampaging. He knew you. You would fight away the grim reaper from taking your soul until you knew Maleeka could take care of herself. Until she's old enough. Until she's educated, strong willed and working. Oh, you were definitely the right mother for his child..

Just like you, he was assured that his daughter would refuse to tolerate anyone's crap. And most importantly, Hisoka wouldn't have to kill any guy that her teenage self wants to be with because you'll teach her not to date nor sleep around. The thought of his precious daughter dating the likes of himself in the future was enough fuel Hisoka needed to start world War III. Just like yourself, no man must dare touch his daughter.

Closing his eyes before falling victim to such innocently beautiful ones, ones that he would love to see every morning, including yours. Hisoka let out an inaudible sigh - trying to fight off this soul destroying pain his heart was experiencing.

He lowered his head slowly to Maleeka's hand that was comfortably wrapped around his index finger and planted a tender kiss over her hand. Smelling the bits of your hair that was tangled in her fingers and inhaling his daughter's scent - Hisoka froze in Time. More excruciating pain and a sense urgency surged through his veins - inhaling the scents deeply, only having a split second to imprint them into his memory forever. He knew this was goodbye but his heart couldn't accept it.

And it was in that moment. For the first time in history. Hisoka, the insanely cold mafia, shed a silent tear that slid onto his daughter's hand. Replaying the first day he spoke to you, all the months of memories created, the day he kicked you out of his life for good, to the first and last time he would ever see his daughter again crushed his soul that wasn't supposed to exist into dust. He had never felt such defeating pain ever like this.

Elvating his head from his daughter's hand, with a pained soft smile, staring dead straight into eyes that looked like his own, Hisoka placed another delicate kiss on her forehead. Struggling to pull away.

"He loves them doesn't he Sabastian?" Hidan asked the same question he asked over a year and a half ago that Sabastian could never confidently answer back then.

With a pang of sympathy, pity and pain filling his chest for his dear friend, Sabastian watched Hisoka reluctantly remove his lips from his daughter's forehead and turn his back on the both of you - walking away. He noticed how tightly Hisoka curled his fingers into pained fists and contorted his face to express both emotional and physical pain when he heard his own flesh yell 'dada' and continued to extend her arm more over your shoulder - almost pleading him to not leave.

Before you peered over your shoulder because of Maleeka's sudden out burst. Hisoka was already leaning his back against a pillar. Forcing himself to stop feeling this pain. Forcing himself to numb up. Forcing himself to forget about the two of you. More than ever, it was this moment Hisoka regretted creating this life for himself. Power, living dangerously, wealth and status meant absolutely nothing anymore. He would trade it all in a heartbeat if it meant he could share his life with you and his daughter.

"Dada? No. It's mama. No dada my love. Just mama here." You cooed as you placed a kiss on her forehead too - the exact same spot Hisoka kissed her on a few seconds ago.

Knowing the taste of Hisoka's lips, you pulled away from Maleeka's forhead with a confused frown setting on your face. Turning around completely, your eyes only met with a sea of strangers walking around with their luggage. No sign of Hisoka anywhere. For a split moment, your heart desired to see Hisoka standing somewhere staring at you like he used too. Thinking that maybe smelling and tasting traces of Hisoka was a sign to turn around and lock eyes with him and all would be merry. But why would that happen? You have never gotten anything you wanted in life anyways.

"Yes he does. He undeniably loves them Hidan." Sabastian replied.