hxh hisoillu ship. Needles And Cards

chapter 1 the clowns mask

Hisoka had learned. He knew to wear a mask. He knew to hide his intentions with his usual smirk. But there was that one person who always made him think twice. And he'd occasionally slip about his intentions. He was always lucky he never picked up on them though. That one person... was illumi zoldyck. Hisoka had to hide that he knew as well. As he sat in the bar drinking. Knowing not to get drunk for he'd have to go home alone. "Illumi..." he whispered to himself. He smiled and took another sip of his drink. How he loved those deep black empty eyes. That long hair that looked like the nights shadows. He sighed. Setting down his drink. He checked his phone and found the devil himself, illumi left a message.  He picked up the phone, paid and walked out and called. "Yo. Illu dear. What's up? Need me to help with your little jobs now? Seems I'm more of  your friend than you claim.~♥️" he said with his usual smirk. "Shut up. We aren't friends. More like alies. And yes. I'm going to be looking for killua. I know you take your interest in gon. I want you to accompany me." Said the empty assassin. "Okay... What time? I can always go now." Hisoka responded with a bit of excitement in his voice. This could be his chance. He knows he's going to have to help gon and killua if illumi was to find them. He can't risk Gon getting killed over killua. "Tonight At 9:30pm. Be late. I'll kill you. We meet at the bar." The assasin said as he hung up. 'This could be my chance to finally loosen illu-chan up. ~♥️' he thought to himself. He realized he only had an hour or so. He headed for his apartment. When he got there. He took a shower and his normal dressing up in his clown style. Grabbed his cards and headed out. He had a plain objective... illumi. Getting illumi to realize his feelings. He knew it was a long shot.  He was hated. He wore a mask. To hide his Feelings. Choosing to wear a smirk rather than let people know he was hurt. To forget his hurt past. He's learned to build a mental wall around those memories. As he walked into the bar to see a certain long black haired assasin. He smiled. "Hey. Illu-chan~♥️" he greeted "I told you not to call me that." Illumi responded coldly. "Aww... so cold. Not even a hello?" Hisoka smirked. Illumi turned his face away before looking back and taking a sip of his drink. "Anyways. Straight to business. I know that killua is with gon in some foreign island. We will be searching for them when they fall asleep. We are going to separate them. I'll take killua home. You can... I don't know take gon to heavens arena and do whatever... make sure he doesn't go after killua. Understand?" Illumi said looking as serious as he could. Hisoka nodded. 'Hmm.... maybe I could warn the boys ahead of time. So I can have more fun with illumi.~♦️' he thought. As he took a sip of his drink. "Its settled. C'mon I rented us motel in the next town. We stay there for the night then we head out for the island." Illumi said. Leaving a shocked hisoka. "Wait? You bought. US a room? Why's that? Normally you'd like me to tend for my own problems~♣️" he said with slight curiosity. Illumi turned his head away again. As if he was thinking of something. "Because. It would be easier to keep you nearby so I can make sure you don't waste time on getting ready instead of focusing on our job." Illumi said in his monotone voice. Hisoka shrugged the idea off And finished his drink. "Okay. Lead the way. It's getting dark.~♦️" He got up and followed illumi to the room they were staying at. Suprisingly there was only one bed. Which surprised hisoka further. "Do you plan on having me sleep on the floor? Or what's with only one bed?~♠️" hisoka asked in a curious and playful tone. Illumi once again hid his face then turned to answer "No. I don't mind sharing the bed it's much more cheaper than wasting money on a two bed room." Hisoka shrugged and ploped on the bed. "Cozy~♦️" He giggled as he slipped his shoes of and took his shirt off. Readying for bed. Illumi took a shower and they went to sleep. Hisoka found himself having terrible memories in his sleep...

Chains held his wrists. He looked around. Seeing nothing but the usual more familiar blank walls as he sits in his corner with nothing but himself. He heard him aproching. He shivered. Not wanting the punishment that awaited him. The door opened. Hisoka shut his eyes and began to whimper. "Stupid brat... C'mon.  Time for your lesson." The man who adopted him... was a torturer. He only adopted hisoka for his tormented tortures and interest. The boy slightly began to cry as he was dragged out of his corner. And forced to his torture... it went on for hours... "p-please... stop! No. D-don't!"he cried as he was strapped into the chair. "You need a lesson. For escaping again." Hisoka cried. And begged. Only for no use. A hot flame held in front of him. Hisoka struggled. Knowing where it was going. He tried to fight back. To no avail. 'No one is going to help...' The flame was drawn to his chest, it hurt, the burn mark searing his skin. He winced and let out a scream. 'No one... Will help'