A Genius Thrown to the Wolves

A Real Joke Ch. 43

The rest of the time they were in there, Hisoka distracted himself by scratching Kiyotaka's ears, and listening to the sound of him purring. Eventually Hisoka moved to pick up one of Kiyotaka's hands. "Your hands are prune-y kitten, lets get you out and dried off" "Okay" Was the minimal response he got, but he could tell that Kiyotaka was tired so he was swift and quick about getting him out of the bath and in to dry clothes.

"Are you comfortable enough?" Hisoka asked, a large button up being the quickest thing he could grab, worried if he took any longer Kiyotaka might fall over. "Yeah~" Kiyotaka said followed by a very cat like yawn. Hisoka just smiled and carried him to bed. The next few weeks could be quite busy so he wanted to enjoy the privet time he was able to have tonight, both falling asleep in each others arms. Little did Hisoka know up until the ear scratching, the whole thing was a little experiment Kiyotaka had set up, but he obviously couldn't complain about the results.

The next morning, Hisoka and Kiyotaka were up early and planning to eat breakfast at a small cafe before meeting up with the phantom troupe to storm the auction. "Would you like to put your old clothes on, or want new ones?" Kiyotaka knew that either way they wouldn't be clothes he picked out, so he didn't care much. That being said, "I'll take a new outfit" he decided. He liked the one he was wearing, probably his favorite yet, but still, he wanted to change into something a little more conspicuous. He didn't say that though, he wanted to see what Hisoka would pick out.

Hisoka came back out of the closet with a set of clothes in hand and handed them to Kiyo, waiting for him to change into them.

(But just Imagine the shoes are much slimmer and have a slight heel to them)

"Are you sure this top will stay on in a fight?" Hisoka smirked at the idea of them not. "yeah, they will, don't worry." Kiyotaka was skeptical, but trusted him. The clothes were a bit on the revealing side compared to what he's worn before, but he could tell they were well made.

They made their way to a cafe down the street. Kiyotaka was a huge fan of sweets. He took every opportunity to eat them. When he first tried ice cream is when his addiction started. Back in ANHS. He didn't eat sweets to often there though, because they were often times worth more points than he personally would have liked them to be. He didn't care about getting to class A, but he did need enough points to survive, to stay at the school, last all three years. 3 Years was supposed to be enough time for him to come up with a permeant solution to his little freedom issue. Now he wished he had been just a little reckless with his points, seeing as this was the outcome.

Kiyotaka was not disappointed when he saw the cafe's menu. There were so many things that looked delicious. Tres Leche strawberry french toast, an 'it's a celebration' pancake that was stacked with all sort of treats and looked to reach a metaphorical mile high. There were so many good options, and Hisoka could tell that he was having a hard time choosing what he could get. He strategical, maniacal kitten was, for the first time, unable to make a decision. "Hi! What can I get you today?" The cheerful front woman at the cash register asked. "Hm~ I think I'll have a frozen cafe latte, and he'll take the deluxe breakfast, make it extra sweet please~" "Sure thing! Your order number is 75, that'll be right out. Feel free to seat yourselves at any open table." Hisoka nodded at the woman, then went over to an open table with Kiyotaka trailing close behind.

"What if I didn't want that?" Kiyotaka asked suddenly. "Well then you shouldn't have looked so confused on what you wanted. I simply helped you make a decision. Besides, I promise you'll lie what I ordered for you." Hisoka winked at him before he turned to look out the window. "So, what exactly are we after today?" Kiyotaka asked. "Well today, we are just emptiing the vault and making copies of all the valuable stuff." "Why won't they already know it's missing? (Kiyotaka thought for a minute) Unless you plan to 'get caught' and have them take the less valuable stuff along with the fakes." "Flawless and in a matter of seconds - haa~ - chills. But yes you would normally be right, but I didn't give you one last detail. The meeting last night was the change in plans because the head of the auction called in the shadow beasts in. One of them has an ability that will be greatly beneficial. He is going to have the auction's contents shrunk within his ability, then we are going to steal both him and the treasure." "You need his to make everything big again?" "Correct, and we don't have to worry about cooperation. He might be useless against you, but feitan is one of the best torturers out there." "Big compliment coming from you"

"Order 75! Your food is ready!" Hisoka only gave a quick cheeky smile to Kiyotaka before going to get their order. When his food was set in front of him, Kiyotaka's eye were almost shinning from the amazing look of his food. There were some healthier things on the tray as well like eggs and bacon, but he was taling about the three delicious looking stacked cinnamon pancakes, the french toast he was eyeing earlier and a very sugary oreo milkshake next to it all. He was still for a good minute, just trying to decide where to start. He decided he'd eat half the pancakes, then eat the eggs and bacon, then finish everything else, while mixing in sips of his shake through the whole thing. If you couldn't tell, he was very excited (internally of course, still dead panned as ever on the outside) about his meal.

"You better eat up, we've got a long day ahead of us." "It could be a long three days ahead, with the about of sugar I'm about to inhale." Hisoka froze. Did he hear what he thinks he just heard? It was still as monotone as ever, but could it be true? "Kiyo, darling?" "Hm?" Kiyotaka said looking up from a big bite with his cheeks stuffed, head tilted slightly to the side to ask with his body language what he couldn't with his words. "Did you just tell a joke?" It was silent, and Kiyotaka met his eyes. A small smile became visible through his stuffed cheeks. He winked before digging back in.