Little red flower.

You Ready To Rumble?

Sia yawns, rubbing her eyes and blinking the sleep out of them, her current predicament is the fact that she is hot and sticky and bothered.

Even with half of her limbs sticking out from underneath the covers it still couldn't save her from slowly baking and not actually sleeping properly.

Her eyes almost instantly shoot to her left glaring daggers into the chest of the true human radiator, she would stare daggers into his face but that is currently buried into her hair as he, at some point, snaked his arms around her waist, pulling himself closer to her and making her his human body pillow.

She didn't agree to this.

Glancing around the room she mentally groans, squirming slightly in the clowns arms.

This stirs Hisoka out of his slumber but he makes no effort to show he's awake, playing possum to Sia whom is growing more and more annoyed by his actions.

'I know you're awake you foolish clown and I'd be greatful if you could detach yourself from me'

Sia rolls her eyes to the silence she gets in response, feeling him Bury his face deeper into her hair and pillow, she sighs looking to the wardrobe and closing her eyes, when she reveals her golden cat like irises again she pulls open the wardrobe door pulling out her dress.

Turning on her heel she looks at the bemused Hisoka whom is looking at where she was with one opened eye but making no effort to move.

Sia shakes her head at the male picking up the rest of her clothes and walking to the bathroom door, looking back over her shoulder she glances at the male watching her.

'I'd get dressed if I where you, don't forget we're going to the arena today~'

Hisoka watches as she enters the bathroom, pouting slightly when he hears the click of the lock, with a groan he rolls to the side of the bed, pushing himself up he sits on the edge of the mattress, racking a hand through his red messy locks.

The joker stands up walking to his own clothes picking up his bottoms he sheds out of his current attire when a click echos through the otherwise quiet room, his eyes widen slightly as the door opens and his golden pupil's are met with those of his much smaller companion.

Sia blinks at the sight before her, her eyes tracking from his head and slowly going down.

'you really have quite a flat ass don't you... Those bottoms of yours really do make up for a lot'

Hisoka stares at the girl, not sure whether to be insulted, pissed off, or concerned that she doesn't like his ass

"and you know what a good ass looks like?"

Sia quirks an eyebrow and smirks at the still naked clown whom has his arms crossed over his chest.

'You know before I came here I've seen many things... Some I am more happy to admit than others, so yes, I've seen much better assets than yours.'

If you could feel irritation then Hisoka would be radiating it, Sia mentally laughs and walks towards the door, pausing just before she leaves.

' Now get dressed before house keeping comes in and sees... That.'

Sia stares, her judging eyes looking towards his crotch before she snickers and leaves before the clown can get his hands on her, She silently giggles, making her way tot he elevator.

She hears a light thud behind her where a playing card is now wedged into the door, the hints of a deadly aura can be felt and almost seen from behind the door.