「Complex」Illumi x Various Reader

Complex | 3

The room was dim and cold. You find yourself chained against the wall, your hands and feet were numb. Your head pounds like a never ending drum.

"Are you alright?" You hear a low whisper coming from the corner of the room.

You tried to respond but something was caught in your throat. Instead you give him a nod and a crack of a smile. You watch him walk over to you, unlocking the chains.

"I had to wait for you to wake up if I didn't-"

"T-Thank you." You smiled.

No one has ever been this nice to you;You didn't care if he had to wait a whole year to unlock you at least he did. It's a miracle that he even sets eyes on you. His luster hair shines the perfect shade of silver,reminding you of the moon that night.

"C'mon, I'll help you get out of here." He says, slipping on a smile.

He places your right arm around his neck giving you support for your legs. You limp towards the door, you place all your strength in to your legs. You didn't want to pressure this boy.

"Don't push yourself." He says as if he read your mind. "I'm stronger than I look."

Checking both sides of the endless hallway, both of you pick up the pace.

"We'll be heading for the butler's headquarters. Your clothes were placed there."

Clothes?

You look down at your naked body. You felt yourself blushing a fierce red. You hear a small chime;You pull off a small cat-like collar that was wrapped around your neck. It was a red leather strap with a small silver bell.

"It was my fat-ass brother's idea. Don't worry you'll get your revenge." He smiles softly. "Although, you do have nice curves."

You blush even harder.

This kid!

"Ha ha, you're cute. Maybe I should just keep you around."

Your arm moves on its own. It moves across your body, you expect a perfect hit. It never met his flesh. A hand holds a tight grip around your wrist making it feel weaker and weaker.

"I would date you but you're too old and you're probably not my type."

Old?!

You were about to use your other arm but you were interrupted.

"Killua, what do you think you're doing?" Letting go of his grip, you take a step back.

"Taking our guest to get proper attire." You look up to take a quick glance.

It was the man again, he wore a navy blue hoodie. His long hair hangs down.

"She's my responsibility." He walks over behind you. The man places a hand on your back giving you a slight push.

Expecting a remark from the silver haired boy known as Killua, you take a quick glance behind you. Instead his hands were placed in his pocket and his back turned to you.

Your view was soon blocked by the man's well built structure.

"My name is Illumi Zoldyck."