A/N: I was skeptical about posting this, mostly since I'm aware that these "ramblings" are not at all apt to most readers' tastes, but in the end I couldn't resist. This is part one of a "twoshot". The next chapter (which will be written and posted later) being an analysis of Illumi's relationship to Hisoka where this first chapter is Hisoka's relationship to Illumi. When I say "analysis", I suppose I mean exactly that. There is no real "plot" here (once again).
Anyway, I'm technically dedicating this twoshot to Ria D'Arcy, who was the one that encouraged me to write this. Hopefully I do not disappoint.
If ever there should have been one who was more self-serving and self-indulgent than any other and within their own enigmatic and cryptic lifestyle, certainly the title would fall upon none other than Hisoka. His background was questionable if not entirely inaccessible. His words came as constant whimsical fallacies to, as far as one could reasonably suppose, simply act upon the whim to be deceitful for the sake of being deceitful.
The exception to this still fairly vague presumption, of course, unveiled itself in the form of expression through violent behaviors and subsequent, sexually-charged gratification. Naturally, this was not an uncommon dynamic as far as a mere glance toward typical homicidal tendencies would prove. Often, quite explicit specifications were required to be met in order for the general "predator" to reach his sought after "release", speaking on a broad and impersonal level.
As far as Hisoka was concerned, half the fun was in the journey. The world was full of those with potential in one regard or another, but this was hardly enough to peak his interest. The true climax (as far as an active thrill could be considered) existed predominantly within those whose potential revealed a distinct and promising probability to "ripen" the individual(s) into combatants with a skill set which met his own.
Despite the possible redundancy in admitting so, it was understandable that Hisoka followed a path of underhanded solidarity as opposed to seeking actual enrichment through the sociable company of others.
The exception in this instance was his questionable relationship (often oversimplified from the outside as "friendship") with professional assassin, Illumi Zoldyck.
Their origins, while unclear, certainly found convenience within different elements of each other. With Hisoka, the exchange could have been as transparent as having discovered yet another qualified competitor with whom to engage in grisly, obsessive, and ultimately fatal combat; one that did not need an admittedly indiscriminate amount of time to develop his potential. The original deviation from his own half conscious formula was triggered by the unsatisfying lack of expression that Illumi displayed. He was so outwardly dispassionate about his reactions toward pain and killing that it was unlikely that he would really fight with the aggravated vigor that the jester so eagerly sought.
The second hindrance revealed itself in the form of the Zoldyck's actual talents. In fact, it was more beneficial to resist temptation and meanwhile allow him to thrive… at least until he had noticeably exhausted his use as a foreseeable convenience. This train of thought proved rewarding upon his desire to slink away undetected from the Genei Ryodan in order to pursue his true target, Kuroro, whilst Illumi proved worthy as an authentic stand-in.
The final thought on the matter was unarguably the most enticing, and it linked almost directly to the first. There was of course an instinctive, unapologetic sense of desire to conclusively lure Illumi into the same lethal situation he would never hesitate to impose upon anyone else deemed worthy. Perhaps with time and practiced patience, he would discover an appropriate trigger to set him off… One powerful enough to awaken a fixated contempt and preoccupied loathing that would doubtlessly coerce him to express these emotions to the fullest of their capacities. How fulfilled the magician might be then, shamelessly able to relive the encounter over and over until his body overflowed with excitement in its inability to restrain itself any further…
There was as well a small, but concrete consideration which also burdened him ever so slightly, simply in the form of his own subconscious egotism; it was possible, though perhaps not definite, that he could potentially lose this much anticipated battle. Would engaging in such amplify this raging excitement, or register as utter carelessness on his personal behalf, to his own self? Was part of the quality as far as the anticipation of his ultimate test of patience simply not knowing, and waiting in a passionate, restless frenzy until that familiar, ideal moment presented itself so beautifully? Was conceivably self destructive deviance reasonably accountable?
Yes, of course it was… it all was.
The concept of breaking the Zoldyck revealed itself as both infinitely difficult and remarkably obvious. Initially there had appeared almost no possible factor to the equation in which Illumi would expose even the slightest vulnerability… until the answer, Hisoka realized, had been there all along.
Killua.
Yes, of course! Killua was the key to cracking his opponent, wholly and completely. This was the chance he had for so long, eagerly awaited…
…But would killing Killua simply to rouse Illumi be the most beneficial cuisine to feed the songs of his own screaming impulses? Perhaps there was more to ponder as far as this orgasmically tempting possibility. For now, he would remain dormant, at least until he decided which course of action played best into his willing hands…
After all, one must opt to keep their friends close and their enemies much, much closer. That was the way… and far be it from Hisoka to ignore his own superlative advice and flesh-made animal instincts.