Illumi
If I cried it would be for nothing, I knew nobody really cared. This has been clear since I was a child.
I'm a killing machine.
There's nothing more to my existence than being a tool. Nobody will love me.
Everybody will leave me.
Hell, even he did.
The person who taught me how to feel. He left me all alone in the pouring rain.
Tonight's weather is similar to then. It makes my heart heavy as I stare out my window.
The silent click of my door sounds into my ears. It's a sensation I get from all the years of abuse.
"Hey..," a familiar voice speaks.
"Did you come here just to get a kiss," I scoff, walking off to my window, "drop dead."
"No," he says bluntly.
"Then why the hell," I pause.
"Baby-," he starts.
"Don't-," I face out the window into the harsh pouring rain. My voice cracks slightly, "Don't call me that."
"Why not."
"Oh," I grimace, "go to hell."
Hisoka's stare burns the back of my head, "I apologize for leaving you, but I found out about the contract and-."
"And what?" I rush him along, my mind traveling places I'd rather it stay far away from.
"Baby," the red head whispers quietly, "I need you to kill me."
I turn around quickly, my hair whipping into the glass of my window. "No," I shake my head, "Soka, no, I'm tired.. I'm tired of being their tool."
"Illumi, I'm contracted," the red head tilts his head to me, "I'll die one way or another." Hisoka pauses and walks closer to me, "I want it to be you."
"No," I start backing up till I'm almost against the wall, "no, no, no, I won't do it."
I'm usually smart enough to not let myself get backed into a corner, but right now my mind is trying to make sense of all this.
Hisoka closes the space between us and leaves no escape. "Illumi, I love you." He gently grabs my hand that's resting at my side and brings it to my neck.
"No."
He forces me to grab one of my pins and pulls it out of place.
"No, stop it."
Within a moment the pin is placed against his chest. "Illumi, I love you," he repeats quietly.
He takes my hand and shoves the pin into his chest. I gasp, desperately trying to remove it, but he forces my hand still. "Why!" I yell.
"I love you," he says in a even tone.
"I love you," I whisper, cradling his cheek with my other hand.
Hisoka coughs and whispers, "Then love me enough to let me go." Then he falls limp in my arms.
"You were all I had left!" My eyes burn. They feel as those they're going to ignite into flames. Some liquid falls down my skin as I fall to the floor with him.
Blood starts pooling around me as I hold my love's body in my lap.
"You were all I had left."
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Hisoillu Oneshots
FanfictieI held myself because you wouldn't. Angsty/Sad/Spicy •Cover art is not mine, but I edited it!•