Psychotic Protection (Hisoka X OC)

Recovering with a book.

"Are you awake yet?" Hisoka asked me.

"Noooo!" I groaned rolling over in the clinic's bed.

"Good! I went and raided the room like I said and found a couple client files and a few books." Hisoka said dropping them down the mentioned books down on the bed hitting my leg.

"AWWWW EAT A DICK!" I hissed shooting up in the bed only to regret it instantly. I gathered the books and cracked one open. 'Property of the Leader?' I read.

"I wouldn't get to comfortable reading just yet. I plan on going back to Heaven's arena today." He said making me raise an eyebrow looking over the book at him.

"How are we going to do that? Half my body is fucked to hell and back." I asked.

"I'll put you in a wheelchair." He smirked.

"Hell...no." I seethed.

"I don't think you have much of a choice here, after all....your highly vulnerable." He said.

"I wouldn't be if i could take this fucking thing off my fucking head!" I hissed.

"Potty mouth! I told you such words didn't suit you." He sighed.

"You think I care? I'm drugged up, I can't feel my vectors, and your wanting to throw me in a wheelchair like some crippled." I yelled glaring daggers at him.

"The situation is what it is. I could always force you, it wouldn't be that hard." He smirked.

"Do......it." I snarled at him.

FEW MINITES LATER

"HISOKA WHAT THE HECK DID YOU PUT IN THE SEAT OF THIS WHEELCHAIR? SUPER GLUE?" I yelled trying to lift myself out of the seat but at the same time spare myself some pain.

"Have a good recovery." The woman at the receptions desk smiled waving to me as Hisoka wheeled me out.

"Thank you!" I paused giving her a warm smile then went back to trying to escape. "HISOKAAAAAAAAA!" I roared.

"I told you I could force you, your the one who told me to do so. Why must you constantly send such mixed signals." He said.

"Ha! Me sending you? YOU! Mixed signals? That's real good! That's the best thing I've heard in awhile now." I mocked.

"I don't send mix signals." He said making me snicker as he loaded me up onto the train. I looked out the window still in the damn chair with my arms crossed. I sighed and looked over at an old couple. The woman smiled at me and I smiled back giving a small wave.

"Do you need to use the restroom? There is a stop up ahead, otherwise you'll be stuck for another two hours." Hisoka asked me.

"Um....no but I'm starved! I would like to go out for food, I'm craving some steak!" I told him half way drooling at the thought of medium rare steak. 'Meat.....' I moaned in my head. Hisoka got up and began walking away. "Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm getting you something to tie you down till we can get off otherwise I fear you might start eating the leather on the seats." He teased making me open my mouth to protest but he was already gone. When he came back he handed me handful of jerky sticks. I was able to get two open but after that I lost the strength to open anymore with my stitched up arm. He grabbed the jerky and wrappers from me and opened them all up pocketing the wrappers.

"Awe, honey aren't they the cutest couple you ever seen?" The elderly woman I waved at cooed looking to her husband as I accepted the unwrapped jerky.

"Yes dear, not many men will treat a woman like that at their age." He agreed grabbing her hand. I blushed and started chewing on the jerky. Suddenly Hisoka's arm wrapped around my shoulder's.