𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ❥︎𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒌𝒂

Ch.11| the toys

Akari Pov

Akari groaned, going to stretch, but froze. She could feel pressure on her stomach and sides. As well as behind her. 'oh no. please don't tell me-'

"Mmmmmmhm.~"  a voice murmured from behind. "Hisoka." She whispered, lightly touching his arm. 'i have no idea what type of person he is when he wakes up.' Akari grit her teeth slightly, pushing against his arms. 

"Hisoka." She said a little louder. "Mumph. Go back to sleep." he groaned, tightening around her. Akari let out a small 'Tch'. "We have places to be." She reminded him and Hisoka let out a snort. "You want to go see Chrollo?~" Akari froze, "Well.. not re-." "Lets go." teased, turning her around to face him.

She shot back, covering her eyes. "Fuck Hisoka, put on a shirt." She growled. He just laughed, pulling her back to him. "No I'm good." Akari shut her eyes, refusing to look at him. "Hisoka, get out." "Hmm?~" "Out." "Out of what?~" He asked, wrapping his arms around her once more. "Out of my bed." She answered, shifting her arms out from her sides, grabbing onto his arms. "Mmmm, so threatening.~" He moaned, pressing his lips on her cheek. 

"Out. Don't make me hurt you." He chuckled. "You think you could hurt me?~" "Absolutely." "Uh huh." Hisoka rolled his eyes. "Lets go back." Akari decided, looking at him straight in the face. He widened his eyes in shock. "Wait. Really-?" She shrugged, relaxing her arms again. 

Hisoka pulled back, his hands released her body. "Akari,I need to know. What happened with Chrollo?~" Akari grit her teeth, avoiding his questioning gaze.  

"Akari-.~" "I don't want to talk about it." "Why?~" "Because." She sighed looking back up at him. "I have no idea why he did it." Hisoka narrowed his eyes. "-Did what?~" Hisoka reached his hand out to her face, Akari flinched. "Sorry." She muttered, becoming still again. 

He touched her head, cradling the back. Watching Akari wince. Feeling something wet on his finger he pulled it back, abruptly sitting up. The sheets falling around him, Akari forced herself to look up. 

"Blood.~" he hissed, twisting his finger so she could see. Sure enough the his nail was covered in blood. 'my blood-?'

"I don't know why that's there." She lied, cocking an eyebrow at him. Growling Hisoka grabbed her wrist. "Yes you do. Stop lying to me.~" Tightening his grip Akari grimaced. "Stop."  "Tell me why its there.~" Akari grimaced, peering up at him. "I think you already know the answer." 

Hisoka nodded, "But I want you to say it. I won't stop til you say it.~" She rolled her eyes. 'yeah he actually won't stop.' "Fine." Akari stated. He looked at her expectantly.

"C-chrollo." Hisoka let go of her wrist, nodding but narrowing his eyes. "Why?~" he asked, leaning back down next to her. "I have no idea." "Did he-~" Hisoka pointed to her neck. "Yeah. After you talked to me, he noticed it."  

"Fucking asshole." He cursed getting up from the bed. "Did he do anything else?~" Akari nodded, gently grabbing her throat. Hisoka's eyes darkened, reaching for her hand, and pulling her up with him. Akari stumbled at the sudden change, then caught her balance. 

"What do you say we go talk to him~?" He grinned, but it wasn't a friendly look. Grasping her hand he lead her to the door. "Hisoka I don't think-" He turned, giving her a cold stare. "Lets go."

"Wait, I changed my mind-." Akari started, pulling back. He rolled his eyes, "Too late.~"  Dropping her hand, he strolled over to the couch, grabbing his shirt. Hisoka smirked as Akari's eyes followed him. Realizing to late that she was staring she quickly turned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Like what you see?~" He teased from across the room. "No." She simply stated. Sighing Akari glanced down at her extended hand. "You almost done? If we're going we should really-"