Okay people, this one shot is gonna be a lemon one. I happen to love this short stack so this is dedicated to him.
Reader's POV
It was dark. I couldn't see a thing, then again I wasn't sure if I was unconscious or not. I could here people talking and boy did they sound deadly. A voice stood out though. It was soft, melodious to my ears. Slowly but surely I managed to open my eyes. My sight was blurry at first but soon cleared up. Jesus! Strike me blind right now! There in front of me was the Phantom Troupe. Each and every one of them were staring at me intently but what caught my attention was the short male standing next to me.
I tried to move but soon realised that I was painfully tied down to a broken wooden chair. Tch! Trapped like a rat. I kept my face stoic, not giving them the satisfaction of knowing that I was scared. A girl with pink hair finally spoke. "Feitan I don't see why we kidnapped this girl. Care to explain?" she asked in a deadpanned voice. The guy standing next to me spoke up. "I want her Machi. There's something about her when I saw her fighting against the Shadow Beasts. So... elegant and mystical." the guy 'Feitan' answered. I stared at him like he was retarded. I am anything besides elegant and mystical. I act more like a tomboy than I do as a girl. Mother always told me that I wouldn't find a man if continued with the way I acted. Tch, whatever mom!
Feitan leaned on the chair I was tied too and brushed some hair out of my face. I twitched at his touch, it felt like little bolts of electricity had ran across my skin. It felt good in a way. "Tell me your name." he whispered into my ear. I shot him a glare so strong it actually made the big muscly guy in the back of the group cringe. "Momma always told me to never tell a stranger my name." I growled out. Feitan gave me a flat expressionless look before pulling at the back of head. I could feel the strain my hair was putting against my scalp, indicating that my hair was close to being ripped off. Oh hell no! I love my (h/l) (h/c). I took pride in it as it was one of my best features. "It's (y/n)! My name is (y/n) (l/n)!" I cried out in pain. The pulling stopped as Feitan let go and looked me in the eye. He brought his hand back up and toyed with the ends of my hair. I hissed angrily at him, tugging at my restraints.
I could feel his malicious smirk through his scarf covered face. "Such soft hair, silky too." he murmured. I flushed a bright pink at his words and I could clearly see how stunned the Troupe looked. Their leader, Chrollo Lucilfer stepped forward demanding to know what was going on. I was left alone as Feitan and the rest of the Troupe walked away into another room. I could hear a faint chuckle and a resounding "Yes!" echo in the abandoned church. I was scared to know what they had decided to do with me. Feitan had walked back into the room, his scarf pulled down to reveal his pale face and even I had to admit he was quite handsome. "Boss said I can keep you, so that means that you have no choice but to become mine..." he chuckled maniacally. I gulped in nervousness but it only intensified when he leaned down and nibbled at my ear. I groaned lightly at his actions, his hands slowly rubbing at my hips while his lips traveled towards my own. He pulled away to look at me, centimetres away from my lips. "Your'e mine (y/n)... and I'll do whatever it takes to make you accept me." he whispered before slamming his lips against mine.
TIME SKIP: ONE YEAR LATER...
It's been a year now since I was forced to join the Phantom Troupe and in all honesty I'm glad they had kidnapped me. Though they were thieves and killers they were still nice people, circumstances made them what they are today so they didn't have much of a choice. I got along well with all them, well except for Hisoka. That guy gave me the creeps. Feitan had proclaimed that I was his lover but I didn't complain. I had fallen for him during that year, I didn't tell him though. I knew he loved me and that he was waiting for me to return the feelings. I am going to tell him, and I'm going to do it in a way he will never forget.
