Magician's Desire (Hisoka X Reader) [NOT FLUFF]

chapter one

      "Another win for y/n l/n!" Shouted the announcer.
      You stare down grimly at the man you had defeated. He had a stupid red outfit on with a prosthetic leg. He liked to use tops as a weapon. He was the one who crushed rookies. Too bad you were well experienced with nen. You happily accepted your prize money and received your room key.
      Once you entered your room, you put your stuff into the closet then sat at the window sill, staring down at the miniature buildings of York New city. Heaven's Arena sure is tall. You thought, shivering at the height. You decide to go to sleep, as you were tired from all the fighting.

      Hisoka grinned as he watched y/n fight. Her stunning h/c hair flying, her prominent e/c eyes twinkling, her extending powerful whip of nen. He really  wanted to fight her. But he had to show her who he was. What he was capable of. And of course introduce himself. They had exchanged glances a number of times, but nothing more.
      He watched her completely thrash Gido, the man who used tops to fight. And he loved it. Every second of it was a pleasure. He stood in the hall outside of her room, waiting for her to come to it. Then... There she was. She glided down the hallway like an elegant beast.
      She didn't seem surprised by his presence. She had always been afraid of him, so this was a shock to her deep inside. All she knew was that he was dangerous from Gon and Killua's perspective.
      "Hello there, little girl." He crooned, his voice smooth and taunting.
      She wrinkled her face, causing Hisoka to giggle.
      " Hello... " she softly murmured, cocking her head in confusion.
      "How about a fight? May twenty first?" He offered, his face gleaming with evil.
       Y/n's face turned calm once again.
      "No thanks. I'd rather not die yet." She said, turning the key and pushing open her door.
      Rage built up in Hisoka's chest as he watched her go. He slammed a strong hand onto her shoulders and spun her around. He smiled the smile of a shark, his eyes narrow.
      "Fine then. I'll ask again. How about a fight?" He questioned once again.
      She focused her aura into her hands and shoved him off, his back slamming into the wall. A quite moan slipped out of his lips at her strength, arousal blooming inside of him.
      "And I said no." She snarled, slamming her door.
      Hisoka straightened himself and smiled. Looks like she needed to be taught how to treat him. He smiled and knocked three times on the painted wood.
      "I am going to kill Gon if you don't come out." He whispered, smirking as he heard the click of a lock as she opened the door, fury written on her face.
      Immediately, he seized her shoulders and dragged her harshly into her room. He slammed her against the wall, his arousal growing.

         Your pov

      You thrash wildly as he held you against the wall, frustration erupting from within you.
      "I am going to fight you one day, little one. Maybe not today, but someday." He sang, gripping a fist full of your hair.
      He gave it a slight tug, then said, " I expect to see you at me and Gon's fight tomorrow. Ooh! Such fun! " he exclaimed, tightening his hold on your shoulder.
      "Because, my little fruit, nothing is stopping me from killing the little boy." He dropped you then pat your head, exiting the room.
      You were absolutely fuming. How dare he! How dare he threaten your friend? How dare he threaten you? How dare he treat you like this. With a cry of outrage, you stomp your foot, breaking the wood. You had no choice. You would have to go see the fight. You were going to anyways.
      But now, you would have to deal with Hisoka afterwards. You whimper as you collapse onto the bed, your energy draining. Soon, you fell into a deep slumber, not to be disturbed.