Kiyotaka let a small smirk of his own show on his face. "Mother hen ha?" With this one sentence, Hisoka felt dumb. Like he had completely misread the situation. And he had. "Before I meet you I wouldn't have been able to show the kind of emotion needed to be a 'mother hen'." "And since meeting me?" Hisoka asked almost scared of the answer. "The emotions I've managed to feel and develop, are currently only felt in relation to you." This confused Hisoka a bit. "Then your care for the boys?" Kiyotaka's expression dropped into a seemingly care free one. "Fake. But thanks to you helping me experience emotions, I can now fake them much better." "Why?" Kiyotaka chuckled a bit, "You think they'd make thrilling opponents, I know they'll make excellent tools."
Hisoka was honestly a bit scared at the wording Kiyotaka used, how heartless it seemed when compared to how much it seemed he'd taken a liking to the boys. Before he speak up though, Kiyotaka continued. "I guess I do also agree they'd make good opponents in the future. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you're after their potential. The potential that they will grow so strong your fight with will be your last." There was no opposition from the man beside him. He was correct, and he continued. "I guess you could say that after they're no longer useful, I hope for the same thing." This surprised Hisoka greatly. "Care to explain?" Hisoka asked in a much more serious tone then he typically spoke with. "Back home, my father raised me in a peculiar way, as I can tell you've already figured out. I've only wanted two things my whole life. Freedom. And to be defeated." Hisoka was surprised their goals aligned this much. "Why?" Kiyotaka brought his wondering eyes back to meet Hisoka's "I want to be defeated in order to prove that Atsuomi Ayanokoji was wrong. I want his methods to be defeated right along side me, his 'prized possession' his 'finest work to date' I want it to be destroyed."
It didn't take Hisoka much effort to see the anger hidden in Kiyotaka's eyes. It also disheartened him to see the self-loathing that lurked even deeper. It scared him, and he hoped he had seen it before Kiyotaka had a chance to, he wanted to get rid of it before it was even noticed.
The atmosphere was tenser then when the two had begun their conversation, and Hisoka wasn't as lust craved as he had been. So, instead of taking Kiyotaka's lips, he kissed his forehead, then his nose, then under his eye making his squint in a way that threatened to break Hisoka's tender composure. He continued and kissed Kiyotaka's cheek, made his way down to his chin, and peppering kisses along the underside of his jawline, nipping at his Adam's apple, drawing out a small gasp from him. Hisoka chuckled and came back to meet Kiyotaka's eyes before pressing a tender kiss to his lips, "Good night kitten~" Kiyotaka's eyes softened, though only slightly. "Night." Hisoka rested his head back in the crook of Kiyotaka's neck, this time, placing a soft nip and kiss on his collar bone before allowing the both of them to drift off to sleep.
Chrollo had never imagined he'd be in the position he was currently in. Held captive by the person he'd been hunting, in the back of their car, and unable to move or use his nen. It had already been over five minutes, and no words were spoken. "I never expected the chain user to be a woman." Chrollo said finally board of the silence and having nothing else to occupy himself with. The chain user looked at him silently before reaching up and pulling the silver hair styled into a ponytail off. It had been a wig. "Sorry to disappoint. I'm not a woman." Again Chrollo being board and having nothing to do said, "Please, that wig didn't change your appearance that drastically, besides, who said I was disappointed?" Chrollo enjoyed the shocked and surprised look that made it's way onto the chain users face. He was hoping for an entertaining response, but the boy was quick to regain his composure. The chain user only steeled his face and offered him an eye roll before telling the man behind the wheel to hurry up.
They drove for another 30 minutes, Chrollo board out of his mind since the chain user had stopped responding to his remarks. The 30 minutes did give him time to try and figure a way out of the chains, but he needed the right time to strike. Luckily it came just as he wanted it to. The man driving announced their arrival and got out of the car. Before he could open the back door for the two of them, Chrollo broke free from his chains, grabbed the keys the driver had idiotically left in the car, locking it. Before the chain user could bind him again, he grabbed both his hands, pinning them against the window of the car door, now looking down at him. "You didn't really think I'd be that easy to beat? Did you?"
"How?!" Kurapika was pretty stunned by the fact that Chrollo managed to get out of his chains alone, not to mention the shock that comes with being pinned down by the person you want to enact revenge on. He was cursing himself for allowing this to happen.
As if reading his thoughts, Chrollo spoke. "Don't worry, it happens to the best of us." He teased, but Kurapika stayed silent. "You know. Your little chains would have worked on any member of my troupe, but not me, though I will commend you, it was extremely difficult for me to do so, I almost doubted I could pull it off." Again Kurapika says nothing, just glares up at Chrollo who rolls his eyes at the boring response. "I did learn a thing or two while trapped though~." "Like what?" Kurapika spat out fast and sharp, only to immediately regret it when it brought out a sadistic smile from the man looking down on him. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
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A Genius Thrown to the Wolves
FanfictionAyanokoji 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...
