The rain was heavy as you made your way off the bus that had arrived at York New City.
After your fight with Hisoka, you had decided to make it a yearly thing to go fight at Heavens Arena. It was great combat practice and the money was good, this was your fourth time back since the whole Phantom Troupe incident.
Your life really started to change for the better. You got your dream job in your hometown with good hours and good pay, picked up some new hobbies, and even managed to move out. It's like you're living in another life now, a new one that was much better than the old.
As you walk down the familiar streets of York New toward the same hotel you stay at every year, out of the corner of your eye, you see a short figure in black. It can't be, you thought to yourself.
Turning your head toward whatever the figure was, stood a black cat on top of a trash bag. Oh, you sighed, unsure if it was out of relief or disappointment. Yeah, I was just being paranoid I guess.
Continuing to walk, before you can even turn your head back to your front, you suddenly bumped into something. All your bags, along with yourself fell on the soggy wet ground. Ugh, just great. This trip is going to be so great, you sarcastically thought to yourself.
Before you can even move, you saw the person in front of you hold their hand out, as if gesturing to help you get up.
Your eyes followed the hand. Up it's wrist, the sleeve, off the shoulders, and onto the mystery person's face.
As you start to recognize who you've just ran into, your eyes widened as his purple ones stare back.
"Feitan?"
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In Another Life
Fanfiction[Feitan x Reader] Skilled fighter Y/N defeats Hisoka at Heavens Arena and is recruited by the Phantom Troupe. To their surprise they begin to find a feeling of home in the group and an interest in spider number two. Notes: - Story is already complet...
