Morning Markets

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So just for starters, I'm going to start this off with the info you need. Gon is 16 but Hisoka is still up in his twenties.I just don't want to picture him hitting his thirties yet 😓 sorry. This has some *cough -Yaoi- cough* but trust me not for a bit o-o... Btw if you couldn't tell this is a SLOW burn kinda story. Which means that they won't be getting frisky for awhile. And sorry if you aren't ok with the age gap... Us crooked ones will have fun just not....youuuu. Who likes normal anyways? Oh!.. and let's get this party started and have some fun~ (If ya get meh)😚😋

'thoughts' ---Sorry if confusing.

"Speech"

Hisoka speech~♠️-normal♣️-Norm/playful♥️-Lustful/playful♦️-Boy you better run

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{General P.o.v}

"Are you gonna help me or not!" Gon flings his arms about stomping to add emphasis to his anger and impatience.

"With what! I don't have a clue who you're talking about and even if I did why would I help a brat like you! I can't tell you more because I don't know anymore!" The man bends down to say this in his face just pissing Gon off more."Besides a kid like you shouldn't be here! A brothel house is years out of your league! You should leave while you can brat! You're starting to piss me off." The man scowled deepened as Gon retorted harshly.

"Then you were no help from the beginning! Why am I even here if I just have to keep talking to rude jerks every time!! You wouldn't even consider my question and brushed it off like a bug. You were probably too stupid to comprehend my question anyway! I should have known better than to walk up to some sketchy old man like you!" The lady at his side snickered and stepped back making the man scowl harshly. Turning around to head out the door Gon strode away in anger but stopped to listen to the man one last time.

"The hell you say, boy!? I am not an Old Man! You better watch your back, you really are annoying the crap out of me and it wouldn't be to hard to ditch you in a gutter out back. You know, annoying, ignorant brats like you tend to go missing on these streets anyway. Keep talking and you'll attract the wrong kind attention." Gons face went from disgusted to out right pale back to an angry mix of disgust again.With a deep scowl, Gon turned his head and stuck out his tongue then stomped away from the tiny brothel. He heard the man chuckle malichiously with a few others around him. He talked to Gon's back."I wouldn't try coming back here again boy" With that Gon headed out of the Red Light area telling himself he would never go in 'there' again.

"Idiot!! What kind of comment was that! Even an idiot old man should know better than to joke about something like missing children. Plus He was the jerk. He had me waiting for thirty minutes before they actually brought him out. I was already annoyed but he just ruined my day! I guess OLD MEN REALLY ARE THAT SICK AND STUPID!!!" Turning a bit to shout this knowing he's still in ear shot of the small shed of a brothel. Pulling many and almost all eyes towards him for a moment then to watch them turn to look at the fussing man now yelling and stomping in front of the house.

Gon wasn't too far to hear but was already in his thoughts and far too distracted to listen to what the actually not that old (mid-thirties) man had said. 'He wasn't joking either. Not that he wasn't threatening me with the missing kid thing but he wasn't lying. Young people between the ages of 8 - 18 have been disappearing for months now.' Gon looked completely serious now. Guilt would always burn painfully in his heart when he saw a picture of a kid on the wall and knew he couldn't help. The word MISSING always printed above their heads as paper after paper filled the boards around the area spreading across the walls like veins more and more posted up with every passing day. Gon can only imagine the terror streaked faces of the kids missing along with broken parents looking for them. The vicinity of the Red Light District was typically off limits to those underage but in areas like that the housing goes down, and desperate people drag their unsuspecting children there while they work their unholy jobs.

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