The secret hoe Hisoka x Illumi

Blody knife

For a moment the room was silent, Both Hisoka and Illumi were in a state of shock with all that had just happened; Chrollo was dead, Illumi had murdered him. When the truth had finally sunk in, all Illumi could do was run in a panick, his heart was racing as he paced down the apartment corridoors as fast as possible, down the stairs and out the front door, leaving Hisoka in his room alone with a dead body.

Hisoka was still crying, there was blood on his hands as he sat in the same spot, staring in shock for about fifteen minutes before he heard foodsteps outside the door, then it hit him that he would have to hide the body somewhere or he would be blamed for this...

Searching frantically around his room for a bag big enough was a problem, no bag was going to be able to fit a human body unless Hisoka cut it up into pieces... and that he did, cutting off both arms and legs and sveral organs until they fit nicely into the spare sports bag he had laying around.

Hisoka was trembling, he had just disembled the body of his best friend and childhood crush, he didn't think he could manage to finish the job, but he had to... for himself, Chrollo would have wanted him to.

Leaving the apartment, Hisoka headed to the nearest lake, and emptied the bag, dumping all of Chrollo's body parts into it, as he did he sobbed into his own hands, and choked on his own tears, he was going to kill Illumi the next time he saw him, that bitch had ruined his life.