[HIATUS] What If.....?! [Pickle x Oc] [🔞N.S.F.W.]

Thirteen: Paying Retsu a Visit

    'A child plays with a toy until it's broken or they're bored
.. you touchin me is worse than becoming a toy, it's a death sentence.'

     Hisoka spent the whole night pushing my guts around with a crazy look on his face. Illumi didn't even bother to come try and get him off me, which meant that he didn't want to deal with crazy man throwing his version of a tantrum. Even when we made it back home, the moment we made it on our hallway, he couldn't keep his hands off of me, and it was bad enough that our entire situation was being watched by hidden eyes in the underground arena. I knew one of them to be Illumi; even though he said that he was going home he actually stayed to watch our husband make a mess of me and himself.

    Another pair of eyes belonged to Pickle, this before Einstein tranquilized him after he took Retsu's leg. Then there were two others and I didn't dare try and figure out who they were, if I didnt meet them then that would also be nice. Though the sucky thing about my heigtened senses is that scents and sounds are branded to a kinda sensory memory bank that I have, if I smelled them or heard again then I'd know who they were.

    When I finally did manage to get Hisoka to tap out, it took me being the one to blow his back out. I had no idea what really triggered him to be so aggressive and touchy, but  the moment my nencock came into play he was singing like a parakeet. Hell, my back, sides, legs and thighs still had welts and scratches from his sharp nails digging into my skin and even though I could heal instantly...I actually liked that he left marks on my skin, it meant I was doing something right.

    'They'll both literally be the death of me.' I stared at the two of them spooning eachother beforeleaing to wander around again for today... It seemed that I had an urge to pay Speaking Retsu a Visit at the hospital.

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    Iopemed the door that led to Retsu's hospital room to see his missing leg bandages as well as his shoulder. He was sitting up and having whatever internal conversation and battle  that he didn't even notice me come in.

    "I did tell him not to kill you...." Leaning against the wall, I watched him shuffle and turn his attention to me as my voice filled the air. He seemed bewildered annon edge, the moment hi brown eyes colided with mone, was when his entire body tensed up as if he was waiting and prepared. He seemed disgruntled and wary, hi eyes growing ever intense as he stared me down. " You... You shouldn't be here...."his brows furrowed as his lips pulled down into a frown; it was very clear that he was not in the mood to deal with my shinanngins, too bad I didn't give a shit.

    "Yes, me. My name is Kiwi if you've forgotten and I go where ever I please." I shrugged my shoulders just as my hair fell out of is messy bun and down my shoulders in messy white waves of thick hair. Hi eyes followed the movement for the briefest moment and he turned his head away quickly. " You're a very strange woman" Retsu grunted and whips his head a certain way so that his braid fell down his back and now down his shoulder. "I've been told." Once again, I don't really care what the had to say about me, it was old news, you hear it once and you'll hear it again.  " Did you enjoy your fight?" I tilted my head and sat in a chair, crossing my leg over the other, my head tilted to the side. With effort not to rip my own hair out, I brushed it over the back of my chair, waiting patiently for him to answer and if he dint then all well.

    "I made a vow to offer up myself to pickle of I lost... In the end I couldn't even keep that vow. I'm a disgrace to myself as well as Kungfu." He bowed his head, his entire expression twisted up in the disappointment he felt towards himself.

    'Hes definitely a interesting human....maybe.'

    "you're right, you are a disgrace... Who the fuck windmill punched in a martial arts match?" I grimaced as I remembered it all, watching his entire body tensed up as he sifted to glare at me. " Spare me your criticism, woman." He looked down right mean now, and if I was normal and if he truly wanted to he might've tried to throw a little jab at me, though my display in my leaking bloodlust seemed to change his tune. He was shivering and sweating buckets when he watched my eyes glow almost white and my hair, which was down my back and chair, was now floating around my head.

    "Pipe down Mr.Four-Thousand years.... Or I'll remove your other leg and dick up your other shoulder."

    "I.... You— I'm—"

    "Easy there." A care free voice seemed to thaw the cold chilling atmosphere, a causally dressed Baki Hanma walking in with his hands in his jacket pockets. "You know, I didn't believe it .. but it's true...you were defeated, or rather you were eaten." He walked in the room fully before sliding the room door closed behind him, his eyes flickering to me. He gave a causal smirk which seemed a little too friendly for my liking as he took his place at the foot of Retsu's hospital bed.

    They had a conversation I practically knew by hard so well that I turned it out just so I wouldn't hear it for the umpteenth time, I got so bored that I began nodding off, slumping in my chair.

    "the way your sitting is very unladylike." Retsu6 pice reached my ears, which made me snort at him without a care in the world. I chose to wear grey sweatpants ts and a crop top which  had a simple spade on it in the color red. With simple black exercise shoes, I made sure that today's outfit was kessete catching, even if I was sitting slump with my legs open and slumped in a chair.... Why did my occasional lack of femininity bother him?

    "listen here gramps, leave me alone." I stood abruptly, with a scowl on my face as I made my way to the sliding door. "I did my part so, bye."

    "hey wait a sec—" Baki had the audacity to grab my by my wrist once again, stopping me from walking further and I slowly turned hy head to look at him, my sharp teeth bared as I stared into his soul. "

If you dont let go of me, I'll send you to meet your maker."

    "try me, heh."