MEME FANFIC Sugar And Molasses (Yandere Hunter X Hunter)

Chapter 14: 血

Omfg why is this so cringe? I was reading the entire fanfic and I wanted to fucking scream from how weird some things are. I'm gonna edit before I work on the next one. I'm so fucking sorry for what you guys had to go read lmao

Also to give an explanation why this time I've been gone is my laptop decided to break, and I couldn't get it fixed for like 2 almost 3 weeks(?) and it just took me forever. Istg why do I have such bad luck when it comes to this?

"Ugh, why is his body so heavy to move around!" Hanarō spoke as he moved the body of 'Phinks', not necessarily enjoying the process. Since he knew basically nothing about his puppet he decided to interrogate the said man. He focused his consciousness elsewhere, not caring if something were to happen in the world. He placed himself into the dark space, feeling it consume him as he slowly descended.

Hanarō stood with his own body in front of Phinks as the black void swirled around them. The interrogater then summoned two chairs, placing the silver metal furniture onto the ground.
He proceeded to snap his fingers, immediately awaking the blonde from his slumber.

Hanarō smirked as he observed Phinks looking around the void in confusion. "You're in the dark space," the interrogater explained, "The place where I need to ask some questions." The criminal stared at him, eyes wide for a split second before returning to its original state.

Then a sound that almost was a growl piercied the dead silence. Rage coming in obvious waves from Phinks. "What more do you fucking want from me? Haven't I given enough?" He yelled, unphasing Hanarō.

"Simple. I just need to know how you act like and some past experiences from before." Hanarō stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. His eyes turned wine red, expressing his growing annoyance. He sighed, a frown gracing his face before complaining, "I knew you were gonna be hard in the beginning but I didn't think this hard."

The other man gritted his teeth, knowing the fastest way to end this was to comply. "Well then get it over with, I don't want to deal more of your shit."

"Great!" Hanarō cheered, clapping his hands a few times before becoming completely still. "I'm going to need help from all of my puppets with no nuiscances."

"What's your relationship with Chrollo?"

"I respect him, but the recruit of Hisoka was the worst decision known to this planet."

"Do you like pink lipstick?"

"THE FUCK?"

"Well I just remember that one time you had it in your hand while I watched Shalnark drive you guys to and back from McDonald's."

"I lost a bet..."

"Hm, yeah sure~ I'm certain you don't like such things."

"I don't!"

"No, no, don't worry, I understand."

"FUCK Y-"

"Yo homie that's not PG."

As the interrogation continued the more the two men bonded. Well, more like Hanarō enjoying the rage of Phinks. In the world of existence only a few minutes had passed, but Hanarō quickly changed his focus, concerned someone might interact with his puppet.

A short man walked in, his black hair ever so slightly shifting with every step of his adorable feet. He stared up at Phinks, who returned the action with an unidentifiable blankness. "Hey...We need to, go find, Y/n," he informed, eyes narrowing with the unresponsive behaviour.

"Do we have a lead about her location?" Phinks questioned, a small frown present on his eyebrow-less face. Feitan still glanced up at him in uncertainty, but shrugged it off, thinking it was just some late reaction.