Cards And Pins

ch 9

you stared at his unusual clothing, he wore a black button up-shirt with some white pants, i' mean it's nothing special just everyday clothing, but on him it was unusual.' (picture above)

you came back into focus, hisoka awaiting your answer. "oh um why don't we go to the cafe down the road?"

"sounds good to me." hisoka replies tenderly.

-time skip-

"Ms. what would you like to order?" a sweet looking barista asked you.

" oh, a (f/d) would do for me," you look up at the taller man, "what about you hisoka?"

"a coffee for me please."

you reach for your money.

"please dear allow me." he said reaching for his wallet. 'Fine'  he smiled at you before moving you along to find a seat and wait. you reach into the bag you brought with you, and pulled out a book. you stared to read before hisoka reached out and put his hand over your book and lowered it to the table. you looked at him saying with you eyes ' what?' there was no smile on his face not like usual, " doll, there's a boy watching you he is sitting at the table across us."

"so?..."

" he was in the hunter exams i think his name is like kurapika or something..." when you heard the name you eyes lit up,

"wait really, hes alive?!!" you look to your left to see a boy with long blonde hair. you lean in closer to hisoka, "should I call him over here?"

" i mean-"

you look at the boy, " kurapika?" you ask just loud enough for him to hear. the boy looks at you, you jester for him to come to you. he slowly walks towards you ready to pull out his weapons. He gets just in arm length you snatch his arm pulling him closer studding him. you whisper in is ear, "your a kurta correct?" his eyes widen in shock, he pulls away, he looks pissed. "wait! wait! im one too!" you whisper yell. he looked so confused 

" are you trying to get my eyes, because ill never let that happen!" he pulls out his weapons ready to fight until hisoka interfered  with his bungee gum to pull him away from you. 

hisoka was about to punch him, his arm was already drawn back, until you screamed, " Hisoka please don't hurt him!!" hisoka relaxed his muscles, he slowly looked at you with a puzzled look on his face, same with kurapika. 

but what you didn't know is that the whole time you talk to kurapika about the kurta clan, the leader of the phantom troupe was listing into your conversations.

Chrollo's p.o.v

I smirk as I finish my coffee, i whisper to my self, "wow i didn't know that any kurtas are still alive, to bad she's with hisoka..... hmm" ' maybe i can use him to my advantage'

normal p.o.v

you notice a man with black hair getting up from his chair and about to leave before he gives yo a death stare. that single glance sent shivers down your spine, you turn white realizing just who exactly he is. you grab hisoka's arm, he was confused until you look up at him with wide eyes, he knew something was wrong.

"y/n, whats wrong?" he asked you concerned lacing his voice.

"the phantom troupe leader," you pause "Chrollo Lucifer, is here!" you whisper yell at hisoka.

"wait what?" hisoka was in shock 

"do you not understand! do you not know i'm a kurt-" kurapika's hand quickly claps over your mouth. 

"i'm sorry but, shut it y/n!" kurapika says sternly but you can see the distress on his face. Hisoka glares at him. 

-time skip-

after hours of talking and kurapika leaves you were on your way back to heavens arena with hisoka.

"i think i'm going to cancel my match today......" you say timidly.

"..." hisoka doesn't reply.

" please stay with me today." you ask holding onto one of his arms.

" sure thing....." hisoka trails off his sentence.

hisoka's p.o.v

oh lord I did't know she was a kurta, does she know that I am part of the phantom troupe? will she kill me,what will happen to her? questions race through hisoka's head as he scrambles to say something. 

normal p.o.v

you and hisoka watched movies the rest of the day and he didn't let you out of his sight. now it was 4:30 pm...

"y/n you need rest, get to bed, don't you have a job tonight?" you look at him with pleading eyes. "i have a fight tomorrow, i got to go." he kissed your hand with a smirk, you pulled your hand away, his smirk grew. he waved goodbye and left. it scared you to be alone, 'but what really could go wrong you told yourself' you tried to laugh off the feeling of being watched, while you slipped into more comfortable clothing. you sighed and got into bed, and grabbed your pocket knife. as you were just about to fall asleep, a cloth puled around your eyes, you tried to scream out for help  but a hand covered your mouth. a hollow yet charming voice whispered in your ear.

"Sweetheart please, you know what you have yourself into. now make this easy for me and stop struggling." you did't have to see that he had a smile on his face. you heard a few other voices before another cloth came over your mouth and you passed out. 

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