The Title sums it up.
Fine.
Illumi find himself in a situation where he's sopposed to kill Hisoka, whom he befriended at some point, but he's not up to severing his ties yet...no matter how strong he's seen.
What's he gonna do?
It was already getting late, somewhere around six, and Illumi still hadn't come out from his room, so Hisoka decided to make dinner for the both of them. Thinking of a basic something that he knows everyone likes, he proceeded to making tofu stir fry noodles. He got all the ingredients ready, washed the veggies, draines the tofu, diced it and put it in the skillet to cook. Then he added sone ginger, carrots, garlic and green onions inti the tofu, before then cooking the rice noodles and stirring them together. By the time he was done, a delicious aroma engulfed the kitchen. He poured it into two plates and set it on the table, then went to call Illumi. ( A/N: To be honest I don't think I know how to cook, all credit goes to Google.) He {꒯꒐꒯ꋊ'꓄} knocked before entering and met Illumi lying on his bed reading a book, and he was slightly annoyed by the rude invasion of privacy.
"Dinner's ready!" Hisoka exclaimed popping his head into his room. "You made dinner?" Illumi asked with a monotone voice. "Of course, now let's go." Illumi obeyed and dropped his book on the lamp table and followed him. To be honest, he assumed he made something as wierd and unnatural as his face, but one look at the food made mysterious hunger erupt. Who knew Hisoka could cook.
They sat diwn and ate in awkward silence, till Hisoka decided to speak up first. "Do you like it?" Hisoka asked.
"Yes. You don't look like someone that does cooking." Illumi answered, face still straight and taking another bite.
"I get that all time." Hisoka mused. "Say, why exactly did you chose to have a roommate instead of living alone?" Hisoka nonchalantly asked. Illumi paused for a sec and turned to Hisoka, giving him one bombastic side eye. Hisoka could have sworn the air just got thick for a second there before it went back to normal and Illumi put his hand on his jaw and turned away, starring into space. Hisoka felt dazed and mesmerized by his change in character.
"It's nothing, I just decided to." They were already done so Illumi carried his and Hisoka's plate to the sink and washed them then headed to his room, and Hisoka could have sworn he heard the lock click.
"What a wierd guy." Hisoka said to himself before retiring to his room fir the night.
*Time skip brought to you by: Hisoka's sus face*
It was finally the day of school resumption and the whole school was filled with both freshmen and old students chattering and crowding the whole campus. Meanwhile Hisoka was squeezing his way through jittery and hyperactive students heading to his new class. On his way there, a green spiky haired boy bumped into him and fell on his butt, his books falling with him. "I'm sorry." He muttered and picked up his things, adjusted his glasses and ran off.
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"You don't see that everyday." Hisoka said to himself before finnaly walking into his class. To his surprise he saw the wierd guy again talking to another white haired boy, and they siezed talking once they saw him and were looking at him instead. 'How many wierd people exist seriously?' Hisoka thought.
"Hello." Hisoka smiled and waved at them and they waved back, before all retiring to their seats. Luckily or unluckily, Illumi wasn't exactly in the same class.
☆Time skip brought to you by: Gon's tiny ass☆
Gon's POV:
Today's just the first day and I met really handsome looking guy that coincidentally is in our class! Not like I'm gay, but I have a feeling that the girls are not gonna sit their butts down today. Wow, how write I was.
Immediately a girl walks in, they'll eather gush and squeal, or approach him and try to talk to him, but Hisoka didn't seem interested nor bothered at all. Soon after, the teacher came and everyone scrambled to their seats.
Illumi on the other hand was having almost the same problem, but worse. A girl even sat beside him and kept looking at him instead of the teacher. He was really pissed and wished he could just take out this girl. But unfortunately had a vow and he controlled himself and ignored her. Tho the girls can't be blamed too much. His pale skin and long dark shiny locks were like a force of attraction between unlike poles.
Finally, the Six Cruel Hours Of Our Lives was over and the duo retired home. Illumi in his car and Hisoka just walked home. He didn't see the need to waste fuel when their apartment wasn't that relatively far. Of course Illumi got home first and sat on the couch and turned on the TV, before Hisoka came and joined him since his favorite show was on. As usual, they did not exchange any words nor look at each other. They just sat in silence. After a while Hisoka got uncomfortabe and finally spoke.
"Is something the matter?" Illumi just glanced at him for a sec before looking away and muttered a 'no.' Moments later he stood up and went to his room, locking the door as usual. Hisoka couldn't help but realize...
