[HIATUS]Why The Fuck Am I Here?!![Final Edition][N.S.F.W. 🔞]

Thirteen: A Sight for Sore Eyes...

    The next day I was literally pushing my four year old magic beast frame to its physical limits and pushing past it, it was also the day my father came out to see my progress because he always wondered where I'd go when I wonder off alone.

His large muscular body sat off to the side as he watched me literally shin condition my legs by kicking a full grown and deeply rooted tree, the force along causing the over hundred year old plant to literally and visibly trembled every time I kicked at it. With each kick i the pain in my shins grew so much until eventually the feeling became numb and then I couldn't feel anything at all. The bark was dented from each kick of my shins and if I were to pres my leg up into the indent it fit perfectly... Poor tree

"Now the other leg, Ki." Commanded my father, which I had no problem in following. I told him my plan the moment I could physically speak and even with reluctance he made sure I did everything right and to the letter, it wouldn't be long before I was literally working out like how Saitama did in One Punch Man.

With excitement, I lifted my leg and rotated my hip, slaming my shin as hard as I could into the tree, grunting at the pain. When there were moments I wanted to stop and cry, I forced myself to remember the pain of the abuse I had to endure from my egg donor, and pushed myself until I could no longer feel the pain... Until my nerves could no longer scream and protest to me.... Until my nerves all but died. I gave the tree one final kick and watched in facination as the tree literally shook and toppled over with a loud crack and groan, slamming into the ground with a thunderous boom.

"TIMBER!" I shouted with a laugh and began to literally flip and cart wheel along the fallen tree as if it was a balance beam. I could hear my father laughing his contagious laugh, before he cleared his throat for me to move on and get back to training.

"Darling~" I could literally hear Hisoka calling for me, and he wasn't even halfway up the mountain. My ears were so sensitive that they could actually pick up different conversations, sounds and other interesting things from all over the entire planet, but I refrained from doing that, only because it made me feel like Clark Kent when he was over stimulated. "Looks like he's coming." My father groaned as he too heard the call of a teenage Hisoka Morow. It wasn't long before said teen ran through the trees to tackle me, only to miss horribly, landing nimbly on the fallen tree at the opposite end. " You're a sight for Sore eyes... What do you want now, don't you have a circus to get back to?" I tilted my head as I balanced on my hands and began to walk along the fallen tree.

My father, Kyevi, watched from the side at our interaction in defending silence, his arms crossed as his eyes followed every movement we ever made. " Of course, but I always have time to see you, kitten." Hisoka had his hands woven behind his head as he walked along the fallen tree, balancing, placing one foot in front of the other with ease. Though the movements made him look like he was walking down the catwalk because jeez... His hips didn't lie.

"My name is Kiwi, not kitten." I growed at him in annoyance, baring my perfectly sharp demonic teeth at him which caused him to literally shiver and giggle like a maniac that he is. I flipped to my feet and walked over to another tree and began my shin conditioning once again, slamming my leg against the bark as my father and other world crush watched. "I didn't know that a four year old could be so serious about their training... Your determination is almost, terrifying. It's to die for, kitten." Hisoka bent over backwards into a back bend and watched me upside down, his signature smile on his face. And like always I ignored him, tuning him out and lifting my other leg to continue my conditioning on my other leg.

"Are you going to tell me why you're here?" My cold golden irises flickered over to his back bent direction before going back to work on my tree. "I'm here to see you, darling... But also... I was wondering if you could come to Glam Gas. I have a show later on tonight and I want you to come watch my act in the circus." He smiled as he stood back up and lifted his leg with ease and held it up with his arm as he balanced perfectly on the other foot. I immediately shook my head at his request and stopped training all together. " I'm not going, and my father won't allow me anyway, he's afraid I'll get taken or whatever." I rolled my eyes because that shit was never going to happen, ever.

"Aww... That's too bad, it would've been nice to see you there..." He smiled as if he was unbothered, yet there was a painful squeeze of my heart and I wasn't sure if it was from feeling guilty or if it was something else going on with me.

"I also find it very funny that you asked my daughter, who's four and not her father, who's over the age of fourty." My father grumbled as he eyed the young magician, which caused Hisoka to stand up straight and stare at the behemoth of a man sitting a little ways away. " You're kitten's father?...." He titled his head at my dad in a curious way, before that curiosity was ripped away and replaced with a excited murderous look. "Hmmm~ you look intimidating... Can I kill you?" Hisoka grinned as he stepped closer, licking his lips slowly as he pulled a card out.

"Hisoka, that's enough." I stood and stared at the eccentric red head and watched his head snap over to me, a playful smile on his face, the previous expression already long gone.

"I was merely joking, darling."

"And I'm a purple donkey, fuck outta here!!"