Hisoillu Oneshots

Hold Me

The red haired male held his waist tightly as he sank against the tree. A worthy opponent had struck him down.

Death was finally coming to grasp him, but Hisoka feared it was too soon. He wished to see a singular person one last time.

"Illu?" he called softly into the air.

Surprisingly, his call was answered. "I saw the whole thing."

Hisoka turned his head in shame.

"I would've stepped in, but I know you always like to win fairly." He looks the other up and down, "Is it fatal?"

The red haired male nods and looks back up to him with somewhat regretful eyes.

Illumi sighs, "Soka, why.., I didn't want you to leave me yet."

"Illu," Hisoka closes his eyes with the stinging pain growing harder and harder to ignore, "I've always loved and cared for you, you know that?"

"Of course," the black haired male nods and sits beside his bleeding counterpart, "it goes both ways."

For a second the injured swears to have seen a tear fall down the other's face.

"Hold me," Hisoka says gently.

Illumi turns his head with a start, "Please repeat."

"Hold me.. while I..," the red head doesn't have enough wit to finish his sentence, instead letting the silence speak for itself.

The black haired male doesn't reply, but simply moves to embrace the other. "I love you," he says quietly, "thanks for being the only one to feel the same."

Hisoka unintentionally begins to cry, expressing himself in a way he hasn't in a long time. "I love you too," he strains, "goodbye Illumi."

"Goodbye my love."