Source: http://semon dot huming dot com/ontheroad/
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Hisoka x Illumi
NOW AND FOREVER
By SEMON
Translated by Lumi75, Edited by Masquerade of Blood
(This is an AU fic not really connected to HxH so please excuse me for any OOCness. Btw, I promise there will be no character death, lol, so please enjoy the reading experience. ^^)
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----- Life changes so unpredictably fast, challenging our highest ideals, beliefs, aspirations, even love, but for some unknown reason, people find themselves repeating the same ridiculous situations.
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Hisoka first met Illumi in a bar.
At that time he was still their resident singer, he had formed a trainwreck of a rock band with a couple of buddies, while not at band practice, he would smoke up and sleep around, you could say he lived life with a relish, or as the saying goes, "the further you fall, the higher you feel."
In contrast, Illumi was a top student in the Faculty of Law of an Ivy League University, he came from a rich, traditional family renowned for generations – the Zaoldyeck family –he was their eldest son, life for him meant school – home, as simple as two dots connected by one straight line.
For two people who shared absolutely no common ground, their meeting was by pure coincidence. On that day Illumi happened to be searching for his brother who had run away from home, when he accidentally barged into the dirty, sleazy interior of an underground bar, the attack of heavy distorted music nearly burst his eardrums. The creator of the ruckus Hisoka was emitting eerie vocals into the microphone, while his other hand grabbed hold of a scantily clad dancer and wickedly wandered all over her well-endowed chest.
Just as Illumi instantly saw the focal point of the crowd, Hisoka. He too, noticed right away the youth whose sharp clothes clashed with his sordid surroundings, even carrying a bundle of books, being buffeted by the rampaging crowd. What most attracted Hisoka was Illumi's face, it was virtually expressionless, and it showed neither panic, disgust nor fear, nothing; just slight perplexion, as if the commotion around him was beyond his ability to comprehend.
Maybe it was the alcohol or the drugs, but Illumi's expression drove Hisoka crazy, he rushed down and pulled Illumi up on stage, hugged him and shouted to the audience that he was dedicating the next song to this anonymous beauty. Everyone started screaming their head off but Illumi remained as calm as ever, he didn't struggle or say anything, his puzzlement only seemed to grow, he stared straight at Hisoka with his big black eyes, that kind of direct and innocent attention made Hisoka hit the wrong notes on quite a few lines.
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Starting from the next day, Illumi visited the bar every day to watch Hisoka perform. Hisoka couldn't tell if Illumi truly enjoyed his vocals, because his expression never changed the whole time, he merely stared silently at Hisoka, as if observing a species of rare animal. Sometime later, as if by natural progression, Illumi became Hisoka's lover.
Hisoka has long forgotten the exact way it happened. He only recalled that that Illumi's family went berserk over their relationship and tried to separate them by any means necessary. Hisoka didn't give two shits, he never possessed anything to start with, much less been afraid of losing anything, but Illumi proved to be way more stubborn than Hisoka ever gave him credit for.
Those days passed with much difficulty, the two were continually harassed. Hisoka even heard that Illumi's father wanted to hire a hit man to assassinate him; he thought that was the most hilarious thing ever, even somewhat exciting, so he waited in rather high spirits, waiting for the day that Illumi would submit to his family. He'll definitely surrender, Hisoka thought with almost malicious anticipation.
In the end, all his waiting, his anticipation and his predictions came to an end on a freezing cold morning when Illumi showed up on the doorstep of his low rent apartment with a face full of bruises. Undeniably, Hisoka was rather moved, because for a split second, he couldn't decide if he should hug Illumi or to kiss him.
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2.
Illumi had rebelled for the first and only time in his life and there was no turning back. His family cut him off from all financial support, so he simply left school, and became a server in a café. The young master of a grand family adapted surprisingly quickly to his new environment, even if he habitually maintained a poker-face, his natural-born elegance continued to fascinate a large number of customers. On those rare occasions when Hisoka fetched Illumi home from work, he would always see Illumi surrounded by a large group of twittering girls, while he busied himself with the work at hand, when he turned round and noticed Hisoka, he would give him a slight nod, with no show of delight or surprise.
"Do you think I should lock you up, and never let anyone see you?" Hisoka once asked Illumi with a smile on his face.
"No, you shouldn't, because that way I can't work to pay for my living expenses." Illumi solemnly replied, after giving the matter serious thought.
Oh my god, you're so cute. Hisoka thought, kissing Illumi violently on the lips.
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Their days of living together passed uneventfully. Hisoka was the resident singer at the bar, he and his buddies continued to produce crazy, unlistenable music, he sang his heart out every day, smoked up, felt up the chest or ass of the dancers, but he never brought a girl or a guy home to spend the night, and he was back home by eleven every night. Because Illumi had the habit of staying up for him, if he didn't see him that day he would refuse to go to bed. But when Hisoka got back home, Illumi wouldn't make small talk, all he did was sit quietly beside Hisoka and watch TV, listen to music, or listen to Hisoka talk his mouth off, then take a shower and go to bed.
Sometimes Hisoka couldn't help but question his importance in Illumi's heart, he could only hug Illumi roguishly and ask, again and again –
"Illu-chan, did you miss me today?"
"Did you miss me on your way to work?"
"Did you miss me when you were cleaning tables?"
"Did you miss me while you were bringing coffee to the customers?"
"Did you miss me like you haven't seen me in years?"
And he would eagerly watch as the black-haired youth pressed his lips together, paused to consider intently, and then nodded his head heavily.
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To be continued...8 chps in all,
Special thanks to Masquerade of Blood for the beta!
Please review for SEMON-sensei!!