You are darkness
Chapter 1 - Humor Me
Out of all the things Illumi hated, waiting for someone who was late was close to number one on his list. It was twenty minutes past the scheduled time and the Zoldyck was starting to consider leaving the lonely spot on the abandoned building. The only reason for him to stay, was considering the hell he could later put his contact through. "You're late", said the assassin without altering his laidback pose against a decayed column. "I know, I'm sorry darling", came the answer from the redhead man standing behind him. "I thought I'd make it on time, but I'll leave if that's your desire", the clown approached him with elegant steps making his heels clack against the dust covered tiles.
"Of course not"
"Oh, so you want me here?" the magician purred against Illumi's ear.
"I want nothing but you information", The Zoldyck took a step away from him, swaying his raven, silky hair in an attempt to brush away the redhead's warm breath lingering in his neck. "Do you know where my brother is or not?"
"How rude", Hisoka pouted. He walked past the other man and turned around to face him. "I do, but I won't tell you", yellow eyes locked over deep black ones. Hisoka's eyes were sharp, along with his devilish smile which turned into a wide grin once one of Illumi's needles went right to his face scratching his right cheek. "As impatient as always", Hisoka gently brushed his thumb through the open wound making it disappear with his ability.
"I was not as impatient twenty minutes ago", Illumi was beginning to wonder why he hasn't killed Hisoka yet and most of all, why does he put up with all his crap. "I can just make you tell me all the information you're holding on, I might do that, it's much less time consuming", said the assassin resting his index finger on his chin.
"My my, Illumi darling, there's no need to come to those extents", Hisoka knew well the methods used by his friend to extract information, and even though some of those forms of cruel torture seemed exciting in his mind, he wasn't willing to be turned into a pincushion deprived of willpower. It wasn't interesting if he couldn't be aware enough to enjoy it. "I have everything you need right here", he said pointing to his pants. When he noticed the confused look in the other man's eyes followed by an increment of his bloodlust in his aura, Hisoka quickly sunk his hand down one of his pockets extracting a folded piece of paper.
"Can you please stop playing around for a second?" The assassin walked towards the magician bearing the most annoyed look his stoic face could contort into. But when he went to grab the piece of information Hisoka pulled it away in a swift movement. "I'll exchange this, for a kiss"
"I thought I asked you to stop playing arrou…" Illumi lost his words when Hisoka's soft warm lips touched his forehead, leaving there the sweetest kiss the assassin could have thought of. His expression didn't change much, but it took a second before he could snap out of the pretty confusing state he was on.
"Not in a hurry anymore?" Hisoka purred through his wicked grin, waving the little paper in front of Illumi's face. The Zoldyck took it quickly and begun to walk away. "No good bye kiss darling?" Hisoka could feel the growing aura filling the air with killing intent and decided to let the man go. He loved taunting him, of course, but not this time, no after having witnessed a "Zoldyck blush".
Sitting on the pale blue cover of his bed, Illumi examined the paper carefully. It was handwritten with a much neater calligraphy that he would've expected. –So, Kill is back in Yorkshin- The paper had the address of a hotel and a room number. Illumi picked up the telephone and asked the receptionist of his hotel for the phone number of Killua's, luckily enough it will be listed. "We don´t have it and it's apparently not listed on the public records" the receptionist responded in a diligent manner. "Would you like for me to try to find it?", "No", the assassin, on the contrary, wasn't one for kind words and he hung up right after giving his short answer.
He texted Milluki to ask him for the hotel number. Deliberately avoided making a phone call, since he knew his chubby brother will complain about him being away. Lucky for him, if Killua was in Yorkshin as Hisoka said, he was only a few days of travel away.
Suddenly, the older of the Zoldyck sons felt exhausted, he had been chasing his little brother for a while now, he and his little annoying friend had become more and more able to avoid being found every time he tried. Illumi dropped himself on the soft mattress creating a fan of raven colored hair on the fall. He stroked his tired eyes with his hand and the most peculiar thing happened to him right then and there. When his cold fingers touched his forehead, a flitting flashback of the simple kiss Hisoka had given him earlier went through his mind.
He laid there, momentarily lingering in the soft sensations of his memory, no emotions reflected on his stone cold face. His stomach shrouded when he realized his current situation. He was lying in bed, thinking about something as meaningless as that. He stood up and went straight to the shower, he needed to focus on his task.
Considering his beloved little brother wouldn't talk to him on the phone, Illumi decided to go and see for himself in what conditions was he living in. By the time the assassin walked past his hotel front door, he caught a glimpse of the most disturbing shade of red he knew standing on the threshold. "Have you rented a car?" the clown asked without altering his laidback stand with his arms crossed. "No" was the simple answer the Zoldyck provided. "I contacted my family and they're sending one"
"Don't you think that's a long and tedious way to travel?" Hisoka was now walking towards the other man who was still refusing to face him. "I have a different idea if you care to listen to me"
The black haired man was not in the mood for games, he had been chasing after Killua for far too long now and even though he considered it to be a priority, he wasn't pleased by his father's orders prohibiting him to accept any assassination jobs until he knew the family's heir was alive and well. "I don't have time for this" he stared at the end of the street looking for the car that was running late.
"Oh ̴ you're wondering why your butlers haven't arrived yet" Illumi hated to be read so easily and Hisoka's playful voice made it even worse, he wasn't asking. But he had to admit, even if only to himself, that this time the eccentric mas was right. "They must be arriving soon" that was a lie, he knew that being late was not an option for his butlers if they wanted to remain alive.
"No, they won't" Hisoka stated.
Illumi couldn't help but to turn around to face his whimsical friend who was clearly enjoying himself with the confusion going on inside his head. "…" Illumi tried to speak but was abruptly interrupted "I know that because I asked them not to come" said the confident redhead. That did nothing but raise a ton more of questions inside Illumi's head.
Illumi tilted his head to one side and a few strands of his exquisite hair cascaded across his face following his movement. He immediately extracted his phone out of his pocket willing to call his father. He would find out the truth and then kill the clown for wasting his valuable time.
All of his determination went frozen still when he noticed the incoming call from Silva lighting up the screen in his hand.
"Hello father" Illumi greeted, stone cold as always.
Hisoka's golden eyes flickered while his tongue traveled across his devious grin. He couldn't hear Silva speak, but he knew exactly what that conversation was about, and he confirmed his already firm suspicions when Illumi's eyebrows twitched in the slightest way. Imperceptible for most, but not for him, he loved to make the stoic Zoldyck flinch or express even the most minimal sign of emotion.
When Illumi hung up the call, he almost cracked his phone's glass screen with the force of his fingers. "What happened Illu? Bad news?" Hisoka couldn't hide his amusement even if he were actually trying.
"Yes, apparently I have to work with you now" Illumi was being honest, but added a bit of extra malice to the line.
"How cruel" Hisoka complained. "What did Silva told you?"
"Nothing you do not already know"
"I'd pretty much like to hear your orders"
"That is unnecessary"
Hisoka flashed the screen of his phone in front of the wide open eyes of the assassin, on the screen a message from a couple of ours was open.
"Silva Zoldyck: You will work with Illumi on this, he'll provide the details"
Saying Illumi was upset would be the understatement of the year. Why would his father contact Hisoka before him? What was being kept from his knowledge? Expertly though, Illumi didn't show any of this feelings on his face, and refused to ask anything out loud; he would fetch every answer on his own time.
"What does this has to do with telling my butlers not to come?" Illumi asked finally, ignoring the bigger issue and returning to the original question.
"Hm…" Hisoka smiled "I told Silva a black town car will take too long and look too suspicious so he told me to use alternative transport"
"Oh" Illumi realized that it made perfect sense but was still puzzled about why he needed Hisoka for this task. After all, finding Killua was strictly a family business and Silva was the first one to discredit everyone who wasn't a Zoldyck. Was his father losing confidence in him or his capability? After all, Killua was his responsibility and he considered it his greatest defeat the way his little brother had turned his back against the family.
"So, shall we?" Hisoka's deep, soft voice cut through his train of thought. The magician was offering his right arm gallantly for him to take. "You can fill me in during the travel" Hisoka sure knew how to make something completely innocent sound lewd and disturbing.
"Yes" Illumi's dead-like eyes passed right beside him ignoring his entire self "Where are we going exactly?"
"To the airport" Hisoka said turning on his heels and starting to walk besides his favorite Zoldyck "Care to join the mile-high club dear Illumi?" The soft words felt heavy with lust while Hisoka's arm moved up to grab his partner by the shoulder as they walked down the sidewalk.
"I already have a trusted private air craft company" Illumi's innocence often took Hisoka by surprise, how could a cold blooded killer be so innocent and childlike? That was just one of his many traits that completely fascinated him. "And remove your arm immediately if you do not want to pick it up from the floor"
"Why must beautiful creatures be so cold?" Hisoka said while releasing Illumi from his embrace. It will be a long trip, and an even longer mission, he knew that much. He only hoped to be able to collect as much as possible of his precious Illu's minimal expressions.