So I got a little bored and started thinking of HunterXHunter. That inevitably lead to me thinking of Hisoka and then to his relationship with Illumi and...yeah. You catch my drift.
Note, this is a one-shot. So there won't be any more story parts to this ^^; Sowwy *Puppy dog eyes*
I was planning on doing another HXH story, and then I decided to do this. Yay me. The P.O.V is Illumi's.
Well, without further delay...I suppose we should get to it. Warning, they are a bit OOC...so be prepared.
-- Kura-chan --
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Ever since I was little, I had known him. He was dreadful even then, always wanting something for small things - like helping him climb a tree. I learned that the hard way.
He asks for favours every now and then. I try my best to fulfil his intent, but yet again I am met with a blank canvas. His favours have become increasingly sexual, and they all involve me.
I don't suppose it's that bad. Hisoka has always kept his promises to me, no matter what way he has gone about doing so. The things he kept asking for in return though...drove me mad.
We hadn't really said a lot to each other since the last time he asked for a favour. I don't suppose my expression says much - I'm as cold-hearted as he is, but when it actually comes to our relationship...I can't help but feel some emotion.
People have speculations that we're like anti-heroes. I believed we were, until he pointed out the simple fact that there is usually only one anti-hero. And then he asked for it.
The thing I wasn't willing to give him.
To show him myself when I crack, would be the worst thing. He has known me, but not the emotional me. The emotional me is involved with Kill, and hardly he knows about it.
Tonight is no exception. My eyes slowly shifted to the table, and my expression never changed. I was waiting for him to come back from wherever he had decided to go, and I was expecting a favour.
The door opened with a squeak. I didn't flinch. I could feel his presence; the unmistakable Nen from a mile away.
"Hisoka..." Monotone. Another thing that didn't change was my voice.
"Illumi~" I almost flinched at his voice. I wondered why I never attempted to kill him yet.
"You're back."
"Smart, as usual." He joked. I didn't turn around to face him, I knew he was headed toward the other end of the table which I was sat at. "It's dark, Illumi..."
I ignored him, and yet my body tensed in an unnoticeable way. But Hisoka would know. He always knew.
"You're tense, Illumi..." Even though he had just sat down, he got up again. As I expected, he came over to me and started to massage my shoulders. "You should...loosen up..."
A seductive tone rang out in his voice, and I knew what he wanted from me. I was tempted to get up and jab his face, do anything to get out of it - but the temptation died as he let me go.
He stopped this time.
It wasn't like him to stop, but then I realised what he was doing. It's not like me to struggle and say not to, but I did.
I got up from my chair and backed away. "Not tonight."
"Oh?~" He advanced on me, and I made no move backwards, "Illumi...you never turn me down..."
He brought his card out, the Joker. I still didn't move and my expression was bland, "Not tonight." I repeated.
The darkness of the room didn't stop him from getting as close to me as humanely possible, and his lips brushed my ear. I suppressed a shiver.
"Illumi..." He muttered, "is this the path you want to go down tonight...? You're not a friend...or a lover, you're a toy. You have no right to object to being played with."
I knew I wasn't any of those things. I knew what I was to him, but what he was to me was something special. Something I could only say I have with Kill...but different. Much different.
"Hisoka. I said not tonight."
"Hmph..." I felt the card across my neck. Instantly, I held a pin to his.
"If we don't do it tonight, Illumi, you know what will happen."
I let a small noise of anger escape from me. But what was even more frightening was the fact that I was willing to kill him. I was tempted to do it. I didn't.
I let the pin fall from my hand as his mouth covered mine. It wasn't as if I didn't like it - I didn't want it now. Hisoka was never one to listen to reason, there was no point to denying what he wanted from me anymore.
This trade had been going on for quite some time. The first time he asked for it I had agreed, only because I thought it would be the only time. But it wasn't the only time, and he kept asking.
I thought that every time would be the final time. It never was. I vowed to make this time the final. I was tempted to end it here.
When Hisoka had pulled away, however...a different temptation filled my body. One I can hardly describe...it was as if I was tempted to do more with him. Had he done something? Was it Nen?
No. It wasn't Nen. It was my own mind.
"...Hisoka..." I mumbled, and my exterior cracked a little.
"That's better...as I expected from you..."
He pushed my body back into the wall, and I couldn't help but let myself crack once more.
And when I felt his lips on mine again I shattered. Temptation had driven me mad.
Knowing me, I'd never confess to that. And no-one would ever know that the exterior I have shattered that one night.
No-one.
