Ayanokoji is suddenly transported to the hxh universe where he, unfortunately, catches the eyes of our favorite jester.
I don't think I've seen a story like this before so I hope everyone enjoys!
This might have some of the same plot points as HxH...
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Minus the purse, but for fun he definitely has the earrings
When they were done, Hisoka picked Kiyotaka up and walked out of the room. "Where are we going?" Kiyotaka asked curiously. He didn't get a response. He found this weird since it was usually him who didn't respond in situations like this. It was a short walk. Hisoka set Kiyotaka down on a white cot before moving to cabinet and grabbing a white box with a Red Cross on it. Hisoka set the box beside Kiyotaka on the bed and moved to his clothes. He undid the top and slid the hood of his head. "What are you doing?" "I'm taking care of this." Hisoka said, pointing at the blisters on his skin. "Why?" "Because it's not good to leave them." "Oh. Ok." Hisoka was in the middle of making sure to disinfect the blisters just in case when the door slammed open.
In ran Killua and Gon. "Dang! This is just the infirmary! Let's go Gon!" "Ok!" As they turned around to leave they noticed Kiyotaka and Hisoka. It was silent until Killua broke it. "You really are a guy!" Kiyotaka turned toward him, "was there really any doubt?" Killua shrugged and Gon piped up, "You've just got a pretty face and more feminine body. The girl cloths you wear also doesn't help." Gon said the last part more awkwardly. "These are girls clothes?" He turned to Hisoka who only smirked and winked before grabbing a soothing cream to put on the blisters. Kiyotaka kicked him in the shin, Hisoka struggling to keep his composure. "Wait what happened?" Killua asked walking over and watching Hisoka apply the cream. Gon was slightly worried Hisoka had done something, but didn't voice his concerns. "I took a bath." Kiyotaka said, confusing both boys. "How does a taking a bath do that?" Gon asked. "When the dumbass taking it only fills the tub with water at the hottest setting." The boys were confused and concerned. Gon was about to ask another question, but Killua had drug him out to let Hisoka finish and because he was board. He wanted to find some chocolate if he could!
Hisoka finally put a bandage over the area and helped Kiyotaka fix his clothes. He was now slightly reluctant knowing they were girls clothes. But didn't fight it because when he thought about it, the clothes were comfortable and easy to move in. Needless to say he couldn't complain about them. He was used to being in a white dress anyway as it was his main attire in the White Room. He also quite like the particular outfit he currently had on. "Thank you." Hisoka looked up at his face after finishing putting the clothing back in place. "It's the least I could do." Kiyotaka felt there was a hidden meaning behind what was just said, but frustratingly he couldn't see through it. Hisoka saw the frustration appear ever so slightly in the way Kiyotaka shifted his eyes to him, so he just pat his head twice before picking him up and sitting the small boy his shoulder. "Why do you always feel the need to carry me?" Because his voice rarely had any tone to it, Hisoka couldn't tell if he was annoyed, intrigued, or embarrassed. He'd like to imagine it as the last one, but knew it was most likely that Kiyotaka was just curious. He felt slightly disappointed just thinking about it. "Because I want to~" Hisoka finally answered him. "I guess that's reason enough. I've seen a lot of people who do stuff just because they want to." This peaked Hisoka's interest. "Like who?" He asked. "Like my father, or previous instructors." "Oh? You had previous instructors? What for?" "For training, but... never mind." Hisoka decided not to press as he felt the boy tense ever so slightly when he almost explained. This was also enough because he knew he was getting through, who knows, maybe one day he'll get a big genuine smile from him. He felt giddy and determined just thinking about it!
Kiyotaka, on the other hand, was struggling internally. Was he really about to slip? This was dangerous. He didn't want anyone to know. As cold as he was, the white room hurt him. Day in and day out they hurt him. He had let them hurt him, he had been weak. He wouldn't let anyone see that genuine weakness of his, he refused. He knew he purposely looked harmless and weak, but that was an act to fool people, not the real thing. It was different. It just was.
Hisoka was a bit worried. He felt Kiyotaka tense and lean into him more. He knew that despite the stoic face his companion still wore, he was in deep thought, and a bit shaken. That was only the second time he'd seen Kiyotaka react to extremely. The first was about his freedom and the second was at the thought of his father and instructors. We're the two related he wondered? Had they been the reason he held on so firmly to his freedom? He stopped his thoughts there when he felt Kiyotaka come out of it and un-tense his body, but leaning more into the support Hisoka provided.
An announcement came over the loud speaker, the next phase was about to begin.
