You and Illumi, donned in his disguise, walk side by side through the forest, not bothering to hide your presence. Nobody really was a threat for you two as you were some of the only applicants who knew nen, besides Hisoka, of course. A battle without nen was monotonous - nothing to exert your energy on when you can down them with one quick, effortless blow.
Over and over again Hisoka pounded that into your head. More or less because he wanted you to go against powerful opponents to get stronger, but you just enjoyed wondering if it was because Hisoka genuinely cared about you and your safety. You knew he did, deep down, but his pride wouldn't let him admit it.
"How do you know Hisoka?" Your voice catches Illumi off-guard - the silence comforting him. It allowed him to think about how he'd take your mind as his own.
"Sometimes I'd leave the mountain when I was young. He would always train at the base of Kukuroo and sometimes we'd bump into each other. Almost ten years later he still won't leave me alone."
"Doesn't seem like you want him to." You mutter, the crunching of dead leaves under your shoes and the soft breeze of the afternoon backing up your words. Illumi looked indifferent as he gazed back down at you before shrugging.
"Who doesn't want Hisoka around? You'd be lying if you said you didn't."
"Not exactly. He's a creep."
"But you still let him in your bedroom."
"And so do you." You were expecting Illumi to cuss you out - maybe kill you. He seemed like the type to deny his sexuality, even though it wasn't any of your business. But, he didn't even look back over to you, a simple chuckle falling from his thin lips.
"How could you tell?"
"How could I not tell?" You bump up against him softly, your hand brushing against his own. He had beautiful hands - thin and delicate just like him. "He wants to fuck people he wants to fight and vise versa. Plus, you're pretty - Hisoka would never let himself not see all of you."
Internally, Illumi preens - cheeks alight with embarrassment. Someone he's so drawn to thinks he's pretty? There was no way...
"Mm, makes me wonder what's so special about you. You are the love of his life, after all." His tone was almost condescending as if he was jealous - but not of you.
You look back down to your feet, kicking a stone in your path. You didn't think you were the love of Hisoka's life - you knew he'd leave eventually, but not from his hands. It'd ultimately be from death. Illumi glanced back down at you before turning his attention in front of him.
"Sensitive subject?"
"How could you tell?"
"How could I not tell?" Illumi looks back down at you, distorted face almost warm with affection.
"He bites off more than he can chew sometimes. One day he'll try to fight an opponent he isn't ready for - it's inevitable. And that fight will be his legacy. His death will be his legacy."
Illumi hums, the situation playing through his mind. It didn't seem too far-fetched. It's in Hisoka's nature to stick his nose into dangerous things. He wonders if his eventual fight with Hisoka could be the end.
He needed to stop thinking so much - it didn't suit him.
"You're very glum. I was talking of love, not death."
"Is love not eventual death?" You stop in your tracks, crossing your arms over your chest. You enjoyed bantering with him - it made you feel special like he hadn't done this with anyone else but you. For some reason, you wanted to feel special to him.
"Has love always been eventual death for you?" Illumi's voice is soft for a second, a hint of vulnerability passing through his facade. He doesn't catch himself - but you catch it.
"I don't know of it outside from Hisoka." You bite the side of your mouth before walking forward once more. Illumi knew Hisoka was a sensitive subject, but he wanted to know more "That explains itself, I suppose." You continue walking, eyes downcast. Illumi doesn't respond, just keeps looking forward as he walks - weighing the consequences of the decision he would inevitably carry out.
There's a high chance Hisoka might kill him once he learns the truth - but that was a consequence he was perfectly willing to risk.
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"Oh look at that." You grunt, pulling your blade from your victim's cranium. They had hidden their badge in their left pocket - obviously not secure enough if it comes tumbling out with the shock of a fall. "They were my target."
Illumi looks up from against his spot leaning on the tree stump, long fingers combing through his hair. He had pulled his pins out just minutes prior to your fight, and he usually takes a small break afterward to recover from the pain. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." You mumble, wiping the blood from your blade with your hand. Your target was a younger male, eyes bright with anticipation and drive. If only he wasn't so dumb as to walk into the lion's den.
The moon is high in the sky - the bright light rays casting an almost timeless glare over Illumi's pale skin, and you have to catch yourself from staring. He looks like he belongs in this element, shrouded with darkness with the faintest touch of silvery moonlight.
He was luring you in.
"Come here."
And, you didn't protest as you kneeled down next to him, melting under his hot touch as he runs his hand over your neck - fingers gripping the back of your head as he leans in, lips soft against your jaw.
You didn't notice his gold needle in his hand approaching closer and closer to your head, so close he can taste it...
So close.
"I knew that's who's bloodlust I sensed ~"
Your eyes snap open when you hear his voice, a wave of ice-water shooting through your veins as you're ripped back to full consciousness. Right now all you wanted was to be warm and secure in Hisoka's arms. You're light on your feet, resting your head on Hisoka's shoulder as you're wrapped in his embrace.
Illumi doesn't move, neither does Hisoka as they watch each other. He watches as Illumi lowers his hand and his needle and Illumi watches as Hisoka holds you close - a sort of hatred brewing behind the eyes of the assassin.
Everything Illumi wanted - Hisoka already had. Down to money, fame, power, and beauty. He couldn't let himself surrender you as well.
Illumi had to take both of you.
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violet, blue, green, red | hisoka x chrollo x illumi x fem!reader | 18+
FanfictionViolet, blue, green, red to keep me out - I win. or Hisoka thinks you're powerful, Chrollo thinks you're intriguing, and Illumi thinks you're beautiful.