Second half of this story~! Enjoy~

Once again, the cheer of the audience could be heard down the underground tunnels leading to the ring. Hisoka slowly strode down the hall and made his entrance as the announcer spoke his name. He confidently walked into the ring where Gon was waiting. He slowly ran his eyes up the boy; his legs were tense as if he was ready to break into a run, his and shoulder stiff, showing his was nervous, and his eyes… oh his eyes… they looked straight at Hisoka. Gon's eyes reflect the slight nervousness he but his determination burned like flames and he stared at Hisoka.

Oh Gon… those eyes… don't… don't look at me with those eyes… you'll make me ache with excitement~

Hisoka could feel his lower regions stir to life while watching the fire in Gon's eyes, but he schooled his features as to not let Gon feel his excitement. That would come later, after the match. He could be patient for just a little more.

Throughout the battle against Gon, Hisoka relished in the strength the small boy exerted from his limbs. He was slightly surprised when Gon managed to land solid punch on him. But he had to admit it… it was a smart move to block his field of vision with all that rubble.

After the fight…

Gon was frustrated… he wanted to beat Hisako but having the match only limited him. The judge didn't want to prolong the match so he just awarded points quickly to end it. This irked Gon to no end. He fumed as he walked down the hallway to his room, his friends letting him have some time alone as they knew how he was feeling. Just as he was about to open the door, a hand pressed onto the door, preventing him from opening it and Gon tensed up.

"Yo, Gon." The Hisoka's smooth voice came out as a low whisper right next to his ear.

Flushing from one ear to the other, Gon turned around and fixed a glare back at Hisoka, "Wa-What are you doing here? This isn't your room!"

Hisoka's hand slowly crept up the side of Gon's thigh, "I just wanted to see if you were doing ok. You did take a beating after all…"

Gon winced a little as Hisoka's hand stroked a bruise that was forming on his thigh. It hurt but at the same time there was something about the way Hisoka's hand was running up and down his thigh that made Gon weak in the legs.

"I-I'm fine! Now let me g-"

Before he could finish his sentence Hisoka tipped Gon's chin and kissed him soundly on the lips. A blush crept from Gon's neck up to the roots of his hair as he felt Hisoka's tongue part his lips and explore his mouth. At that moment Gon felt the door behind his back give away and open. Hisoka had snagged the keycard in his pocket and opened the door. Without breaking the kiss, Hisoka backed Gon into the room and closed the door.

The kiss heated Gon in a way that he didn't think was possible. Finally, Hisoka released his lips and Gon could only pant while his knees gave out and he leaned on Hisoka for support. It was as if every bone in his body had chosen to abandon him in that moment and Gon could only hide his face in Hisoka's shoulder as the older man picked him up and set him on his bed.

"Why… why are you doing this…?" was all Gon could mumble as Hisoka set him down on his bed and pushed him down onto his back.

Leaning down to kiss Gon's neck, Hisoka chuckled, "Because my little Gon, you just make me ache with excitement. Especially when you stare at me with those eyes so full of determination… even though I still pin you down like this in the end…" Lifting both of Gon's hands, Hisoka pins them into the mattress with one hand, "Just like this."

Hisoka continues to pin down Gon's hands while his other hand slowly unzips the short jacket Gon is wearing. Leaving the jacket lying open, he lets his hand run down the seeming frail chest of the youth. There are toned muscles there, the results of Gon's training, but not quite as defined as an adult's. His hand creeps up Gon's shirt and brushes past his nipples.

All this while, Gon can't help but keep blushing and occasionally squirming under Hisoka. Internally, he felt conflicted… Hisoka is supposed to be the enemy, yet why does he not hate what Hisoka is doing to him? Why does it only excite him when Hisoka touches him?

Hisoka could tell Gon seemed conflicted about his feelings. "What's wrong? You shouldn't be distracted by anything but me."

"I-I'm not sure… You're supposed to be the enemy… but why do I not hate your touch? Why is it that it only makes me feel like I have butterflies in my stomach when you're close to me? I don't understand why I'm feeling this way."

A small smile appears on Hisoka's face and he takes Gon's shirt off. He trails kisses from the youth's collarbone and downwards as his freehand slyly slides Gon's shorts off. "You'll understand eventually Gon… You see, you and I aren't that different after all." Hisoka's kisses wander to Gon's hips and he gives it a small nip which makes Gon jump.

"We-we're not that different what do you mean?'' Gon squirmed a little more as Hisoka's touch shoots jolts of pleasure through his body.

"We are both attracted to the passion in a person who is singularly focused on us. You've chased after me to return the button and kept me in your mind for your own beliefs. I've followed you with my eyes since the first time we met because of that fire. I wanted you to direct them only at me." Hisoka lifts one of Gon's legs up and lines kisses from his knee slowly down the inside of his thighs, leaving love marks as evidence of his presence there. "Let's just take our time to slowly explore these feelings…" As he says this, Hisoka traces the small tent between Gon's legs.

"Sl-slowly?"

"Yesss…. Slowly… Don't worry we have all night. Ahhh my fiery Gon… We have all the time in the world. Let's thoroughly enjoy the feeling's I've developed in you, in us. When I'm done with you, the reason for your feelings will become clear."

Sorry this took so long to write! And thank you for following and staying with this piece of work! Comments and constructive criticism welcomed!