Assassins Don't Need Friends ||Hisoka X Illumi||

Twelve

Illumi's pov

  I couldn't sleep again. I stared at my ceiling for hours, imagining the best way to kill Hisoka when the time came. I could slit his throat, or I could stab him, or break every bone in his body, leaving him unable to move as he slowly dies. I wanted to see the blood escape his body, and the life leave his eyes.

  But I couldn't bring myself to do it. Father was right. Caring for someone made you weak. I didn't hate it though, the feeling of caring about Hisoka. It made me feel warm and... calm. It was odd.

  I ended up turning on my lamp and reading a book. I needed to get more soon because I had already read half of the books I brought to Hisoka's house with me.

  It was around midnight when I heard a quiet whimper from Hisoka's bedroom. If the house wasn't silent, I would have missed it. I slowly got up, trying not to make a sound, and carefully walked to Hisoka's room.

  He was curled up in a ball and I saw tears running down his face. Was he having a bad dream? I stood by his door until I felt that he was okay, and went back to my room. Hisoka looked so vulnerable in that position, like an infant. Why was he crying? Was he hurt? He seemed fine when I watched him.

  I sighed, laying back on my bed. It was probably nothing, just a bad dream. I was sure he would tell me if something was wrong. I started to picture Hisoka crying, but it didn't seem right. He seemed so composed and put together as if nothing could bother him. But something obviously was, and it was starting to bother me.

  I went back to stand in his room and watched him for the rest of the night. He slept fairly peacefully, muttering something in his sleep. He looked so different sleeping, younger, and his face had no trace of makeup on it. I felt myself being drawn towards him and I ended up standing next to where his head was, looking down on him.

  He started to stir when the first few rays of light came through the window, and I left the room quickly, not wanting to be caught lurking. My stomach growled, and I walked into the kitchen, leaving Hisoka in his room alone. I made myself some toast and sat on the floor to eat it. Hisoka came in a few minutes later, acting as if nothing was wrong, and made himself some coffee. I decided not to ask questions if he seemed okay. He was only wearing his underwear, though, and I sighed, no longer in the mood for eating.

  "Hisoka, do you not like clothes or something?" I asked, pinching the bridge of my nose.

  He laughed, and leaned against the counter, watching me intently as I stood up and washed my plate. "I just want to impress you, Illu-chan."

  I rolled my eyes, and he brushed my hair out of my face. I gave him a small frown, still not sure if I liked the contact, and left to have a shower. I decided to brush my teeth first, thinking that I would most likely forget after my shower. I locked the door and got undressed, and was just about to get in the shower when I heard frantic knocking on the door.

  "What is it, Hisoka?" I sighed.

  "Illumi, let me in. I forgot that coffee makes me have diarrhea, and I feel it coming!" He yelled, still knocking.

  I opened the door and he rushed in, not even looking at me. I shut the door and turned around, and saw him doubled over on the toilet.  I chuckled, and he looked up. "Hey, don't be so mean, it could happen to- oh my God."

  His nose started bleeding, and his mouth hung open. I felt a little self-conscious and I stepped into the shower as quickly as possible. Hisoka's nose was still bleeding but he didn't seem to notice. He was watching me as I washed myself, and I wanted to punch him.

  "Hisoka, your nose is bleeding," I told him. "And can you not look at me when I'm showering?"

  "But you're just so beautiful," he said, wiping his nose. "I just want to- AHHHH!"

  Hisoka leaned over and held his stomach, moaning in pain. I turned my back to him and continued washing myself. His moans soon stopped, and I heard him flush the toilet. I turned and watched him wash his hands and leave the bathroom. I finished in the shower and turned the water off, wrapping a towel around my waist.

  Hisoka was sitting on the couch, finally wearing clothes. I walked to my room and put my usual green outfit on. I picked up my hairdryer and walked to Hisoka.

  "Can you do my hair for me?" I asked him.

  He nodded and plugged the hairdryer in. I sat down in front of him and he brushed my hair as he dried it. I closed my eyes, and Hisoka started to sing. His voice was smooth and deep, making me feel relaxed. His long nails massaged my head once he finished drying my hair, and he started singing a different song. I knew this one and started singing along quietly, not wanting to seem too involved. It was one I heard a butler sing at the mansion. Hisoka patted me gently on the head. I sat next to him and looked at him directly.

  "Your voice is amazing, Illumi. If you weren't an assassin, I bet you could make it as a world-famous singer!" Hisoka said, his eyes lighting up.

  I blinked at this and shook my head. "You're the one with the good voice, Hisoka."

  He laughed and I moved up so I was slightly closer to him. He turned on the tv and scrolled through the channels, settling on one playing a romance film. Hisoka wasn't paying attention to the screen and was looking at me.

  "Hey," he said. "Wanna play a game?"