Alright so this is third chapter! And THANX soo muchly Lumi75 and the other reviewers I really needed the reviews!!
The characters will be very ooc at times so yeh bare with me! And it might take a while for me to come up with chapter four..i have what they call writer's block! So yeh….i have the story laid out infront of me I know whats gunna happen Im just blocked out for now so yeh lol anyways thanx muchly!
Nd also tell me guys if u like the oc shei nonoka? Whad u guys think of her?
Chapter 3
"So this is the Whale Island," Shei spoke to herself as she stepped out of the ship to the land, holding one shoulder bag. "Now, why would Hisoka want a dead kid all the way over here?" Not that she's any older than Hanzo. She scanned the area...peaceful and quiet she thought. No buses and very few cars, not a tourist's destination, she concluded. Hisoka's requests were often rather peculiar, she couldn't stop thinking about these past targets, they were old women and men, or young teenagers, no one special, no one worth killing, but why did Hisoka want these people dead? All will be known in good time Shei, she kept on reminding herself.
She booked herself a three-night stay at one of the few hotels in Whale Island. The reason she decided on a longer stay, instead of just killing her target and leaving on the same day, is because she needed a peaceful quiet place away from the city to start practicing her nen again. She thought that she might as well do it now, in the quiet peaceful Whale Island. Two days of practice in this quiet environment is more than enough to get her skills back, because recently she's been neglecting her nen skills, but now after she found out she'll be involved with the Genei Ryodane, she's going to need her nen strengthened.
The short-haired raven walked silently down the road leading to the Sun and Beach hotel. Sure is hot down here, she thought. She came here once before, about two years ago, when she was fourteen, Shei never left Meteor city unless she's assigned to another job. Hisoka would usually assign her to assassin people, but sometimes he would assign her to help out with a raid of someone's mansions, usually the mafia. Or a mission to find something and bring it back, or a robbery at some museum or bank.
Shei hasn't been around to use her nen recently since her previous targets were non-nen users and they were too easy to take out. She and Hisoka were almost at the same fighting level, Hisoka slightly stronger than her, and always one step ahead. Nevertheless, she unlike Hisoka didn't want to be the strongest person in the world. She was always satisfied with her strength, as for Hisoka, he was a greedy hungry magician, his ultimate goal in life was to be the strongest and battle against all strong men and beat them to prove his strength.(And to molest everything that got in his way)
Shei believed that Hisoka's goal was stupid, but she didn't help but envy Hisoka. Shei never had a goal, she just put the past behind, and focused on the future, but she didn't know what to focus on exactly.
He had a determined goal in life, she didn't, she just killed people, and did other missions. And when she wasn't killing, she would just walk aimlessly on the streets of Meteor city or she would just sit in bars and think about nothing. She didn't have a goal, but she wanted one. She knew there was something better out there. Something more than this. She loved to kill, it didn't make her happy, it just gave her something to do. Something not quite ordinary. She felt emotionless while killing someone, not contentment and pleasure like Hisoka, or sadness resulted from guilt. She just felt nothing. But she did feel like she can almost close that void inside of her, the void that was always there, the feeling that she didn't have a goal in life, when she killed.
There was nothing in her life that was of value to her, Hisoka was her savior, but still he was a perverted, hungry for power, joker who used cards as a weapon choice. She didn't even have any friends; Hisoka was the only person she'd ever known, sometimes she would hang out with some of Hisoka's friends, some guy called Ilumi, a fellow assassin, from the great Zoaldyeck family. Hisoka would only force Shei to sit with him and Ilumi for a dinner, and when she did, she would always argue with Ilumi on killing techniques and uses of nen. They had interesting conversations, but both Shei and Ilumi weren't really the social talkative type of people, and the person ending up talking the most was Hisoka.
It took a while for Shei to get used to Ilumi's unnerving presence. She could still remember the first time they were introduced by Hisoka. When he stepped forward and extended a hand to Shei with a pleasant smile on his face, his long black slick hair hanging loosely over his shoulders. At that time, a splinter of ice struck Shei's heart as she suddenly was very unnerved, and she couldn't tell whether that smile of his was a fake or a genuine one.
As she grew up in a world full of cruelty and lies, she could easily perceive what the people she handled thought, even though they smiled pleasantly, she analyzed personalities from first sights like it was her own special gift, that's how she handled most of her targets. She liked to torture them emotionally first, before killing them, unless she was told otherwise by Hisoka, which was the case for her previous target. Otherwise, she would analyze her targets first, and dig deep into their emotional troubles and what they have hidden away from the world. She could tell all this by looking at someone's eyes.
People could never hide their feelings completely, as good as they were with masking them, there was still the weakness of their eyes. Their eyes were always there to betray them, the windows of their souls, a way to truly know what the other felt, regardless of what the body expressions were, the eyes always told the truth. What she saw from Ilumi's eyes, defies all these rules. His eyes were a blackness so deep that had no end, an ocean of blackness staring blankly back at her. Not even a reflection of the world around him was seen in those eyes, like they were lifeless. The expressionless eyes of his; blocked all forms of genuine emotions. She saw absolutely nothing looking at him, no feelings, and no emotions. Could there be something hidden that well? Even in the eyes of someone else.
Shei had thought she has seen it all, but nothing was as unnerving as his presence, even from his words and movements, he had nothing but unbearable emptiness. Like he a lifeless corpse with all the life sucked away from his eyes. The paleness of his skin, so unreal, as if he's deadly presence wasn't enough. She thought back then, who is this monster Hisoka is introducing me to, with the soft gentle features of his smooth pale skin and pleasant and supposedly warm smile?
She at that time took a step back as she was unable to determine the truth behind that man, but still her trembled hand awkwardly shook his cold and smooth hand. From the Zoaldyeck family indeed, she thought. The name lives up. It was the first time she couldn't properly analyze someone else.
Now, she still somehow avoids direct contact with his eyes. But they are strongly and firmly acquainted, and she's seen too much of him to still be as frightened as before. She knows how to hide emotions and feelings well, not that she had any herself. So Ilumi didn't suspect anything, or at least she thought he didn't at the time. Now they just get along well, not that they see much of each other, but when they do, they always end up having interesting arguments, in a friendly manner of course. She wouldn't consider him a friend, though.
No one was of that value to her. However she did sometimes wonder if Hisoka and Ilumi were just companions. Sometimes she would think they're a gay couple, anyway she doesn't really care about Hisoka's love life. He tends to have a new lover each week, nay, each day.
She didn't even go to school; however she was much smarter than normal teenagers her age. She read a lot. It's one of the things she did when she didn't kill.
The only thing that was close to be of value to her was probably her golden Bad Luck gun; then again, it's just a gun, a thing. She only called it Bad Luck 13 gun because it delivered bad luck to her targets, as it never missed. Not because it was any bad luck to her.
She never cried about anything, not even in the foster home when they beat her for no particular reason. At nights when she was beaten in one of the home's dark corners, she didn't cry like the other kids, she just stared emotionlessly at the beater, like she didn't care about what he was doing to her.
She was beated the most because they wouldn't get satisfied unless the children show their fear towards them, then they would stop. But Shei absorbed the pain, she got used to it, it didn't really bother her as much as the scars did. No one understood her in the home.
She was like the odd one out, never really eating that much, not that they served a lot, never really happy or sad, she just sat alone most of them time, at her bed, staring aimlessly ahead of her. Her escape wasn't even planned, she just decided one day, to leave late at night, through the window. She was disappointed that she hasn't thought of that before. And her years on the street were worse. Sleeping side by side with mice and other homeless people. She felt like they were beneath her, like she didn't belong with them, like she was better, until one day she was attacked at a blocked alleyway, and she for the first time, realized that she had quite deadly fighting skills, that maybe she achieved the fighting skills while at the home, from the rough treatment. She managed to kill all the attackers, at the age of 13, two years of life on the street taught her how to fight for her own life, how to steal, how to even kill if necessary. And just when she was about to leave the dead men on the floor and go somewhere to find safe shelter, she stumbled across a Hisoka, who was watching how she had defeated three grown men with just her bare hands.
Hisoka took her and fed her and gave her shelter, not out of sympathy, but because he knew she could work for him, kill for him. He knew she was someone he wouldn't just let go of. She didn't kill any three guys; she killed the drunken mafia men, she was awesome he thought. So he taught her nen, and they practiced regularly to this day, he was her master till some point, now she almost defeats him in fights, almost. She was thankful, but still she didn't value what he's done. She could've declined his offer when he said he would help her and give her shelter if he hired her to work for him, but she didn't. In fact she had always wanted to do something like this, something extreme, who would turn down food, shelter and free nen training?
What she didn't understand was why Hisoka wanted her to murder her targets in a specific way, this target making it look like a suicide. Shei could still kill someone with her bare hands in the middle of a mall and still get away with it. She had the strength and speed to do so, but she didn't dare to disobey Hisoka's orders. He was always the most influential person on Shei, and she did what she was told, after all, he had saved her.
She eventually reached the hotel after her trip down memory lane was interrupted by the gush of cold air jumping at her as she entered the hotel, leaving the heat behind, she walked to the main reception desks, and handed some papers to the working receptionist who confirmed the reservation, as she handed the keys to Shei's room.
All the hotel personnel gave her warm welcoming smiles, and she could tell they were genuine smiles. They had to be, no one comes to Whale Island. It was never a tourist attraction, it was more of a stop as people passed it to get to other cities by ship. So, they were obviously delighted to welcome in each and every customer. Shei wondered how a hotel as fine as this managed to stay in business since about the total number of people staying in were merely in hundreds.
The Sun and Beach hotel was quite luxurious, as Shei walked down the long reception area to get to the elevator, her shoes walking against shiny expensive Italian marble. The pristine walls around her were these immaculately faint beige walls, embellished with priceless portraits, in heavy ornamental golden framework.
The curved golden ceiling calmly echoed Shei's footsteps as she nonchalantly passed by all that and pressed the elevator button. This was a huge step from living on the streets. She pushed those old thoughts away and entered as the door to the lift opened and an elevator operator was standing in it smiling at her. She just showed him her room key number without speaking. She didn't feel the need to speak if it wasn't necessary, she was never a speaker.
"You are now on the 10th and last floor. Welcome and have a nice stay. We hope you like it here." The inexperienced operator said with a smile as the elevator came to a stop.
She gave him a hundred Zenny and walked away. His eyes beamed at the money in his hands. Then the elevator door closed and the inexperienced worker's gleaming face disappeared into the metal.
Shei took the penthouse because she wanted to be the only resident at that floor. She had the entire floor to herself. The hotel was luxurious but it wasn't tall, just 10 floors. She opened the door to her room and entered with a relieved sigh. She liked what she saw, this is going to be the perfect place to practice. She thought.
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"Where were you in economics, short fuck!?" Leorio hollered as he walked to Machi who was sitting alone on the school bench outside in the school's playground. Her friends followed him, all wondering where Machi had left.
"Here you left your bag in class," Joanna said as she dropped Machi's bag by her side. Machi was silent; she smiled and nodded to Joanna. "Oh God Machi what happened to your face, it's all red?" Joanna questioned Machi as she sat next to her on the bench. Those who found a place on the bench quickly sat down, and the less fortunate had to stand up and chat.
It was the twenty minute break they had between each class, and they usually spend it on the bench, or any other available seating area. There were eight of them, usually; anyone else was also invited to hang.
Leorio the tall, arrogant, yet-fun-to-have-around one, Joanna the smart and caring one, she would be successful running her own business with her bossy yet amiable attitude, Eva, the Australian tomboy, who bullies everyone around, but around this particular group she's basically fun to be around with her sarcastic remarks and rude jokes. Neon, she wasn't there at the time because she had math and the teacher made them stay in for extra minutes, nevertheless, she's the usually the talkative one, she speaks her mind, unafraid of what other people think of her. She can be quite the chatterbox, but in serious times she can be extremely emotional and supportive, like the news from Machi this morning. Bokel, the short guy who wears a stupid hat all the time, he's the religious one, always incorporating religion in everything they do, however he's fun to be with. Amori, the hyper class clown, always dancing around in class and making fart noises. Then of course, there's Hanzo, the emo one, always sitting next to Machi and for some reason he wasn't there at the time to Machi's relief. Last of the seven, is obviously mysterious Machi herself.
"Oh this? I dunno I guess it's a rash or something, I checked with the nurse today, that's why I left, she told me I had allergies to something but I had to figure what it was I was allergic to." Machi convincingly lied, then she added, " and plus why would I come back to class when you know that Mr. Luke doesn't give two fucks about his students? So I just decided to spend the rest of the lovely hour sitting here on this lovely bench, reading this lovely book," She said laughing slightly with a book in her hand that was already on the bench when she got there. She knew how to hide her emotions well, that was a lie, she just spent five minutes sitting here, and the last hour she spent crying on the bathroom floor.
"Dude you missed it. Economics was a blast man; we fucked around like it was some zoo man." Amori said in excitement as he was the only one standing. Dancing around ever so hyper. Everyone else was sitting down, Eva of course always sat down no matter what, she was the laziest of the bunch. Neon now showed up and hurriedly ran towards them.
"Oh my gosh, it was rape, I cant take this math course anymore." She helplessly whined. And Machi made room for her as she pushed Leorio off the bench, he was about to protest when she gave him an ice cold glare. He backed off and stood next to hyper Amori.
"Just drop the fucking course and join the economics fun man," Leorio suggested.
"But math is compulsory, god damn this school." Neon said in fury.
"Hey, dimwit, this is the best fucking school man, Where else would we have so much fun?" Eva said as she sort of rested backward lazily.
Machi and Neon now shared the same thoughts. How to break the news?
"Machi you have guts leaving like that and not coming back, haha man, we fucking love your attitude," Amori gave Machi a pat on her back. There was an awkward silence, this was harder than she thought, these people loved her, how was she supposed to tell her friends she's moving?
"Where's your boy friend today? It's kind of weird don't you think, he never leaves you? Bokel finally spoke up trying to break the silence with a question that undoubtedly tensed up Machi.
"How the fuck should I know man? He's somewhere out there. I don't care," Machi didn't care about him, she hated his guts. She should just kill him next time she sees him, just to make sure her pride would stay in place. But no...her thoughts trailed away...Holy shit!! She thought. What if he's with my aunt now? Oh God...what if he was showing her the videos.
No one noticed Machi's tensed face, and this time Joanna spoke. "I just hope he's fine, he's an angel this Hanzo, so innocent and charming, I envy you Machi." Joanna giggled slightly at Machi.
If only they knew, Machi thought. If Machi's aunt had found out about the sneaking out, the drinking, the dating, she would be angry for a while, and possibly ground Machi, but then these little things would just brush off as the days pass, and soon enough Machi would regain her aunt Mito's trust back, but this was something else. This was downgrading, Machi didn't want to see the look in her aunt's eyes, the disappointed look, all trust will be lost and Machi had to find a way out of this.
"Hey Machi since you ditched us all during the weekend, come have lunch with me and Joanna after school at the mall." Neon said hoping Machi would actually agree this time.
"Um..." Machi was about to decline, because of her current situation with Hanzo and her head still aching a little, but she saw the desperate look on Neon's eyes and the words sort of just left her lips," alright, we go straight after school, deal?"
Neon's eyes lit up in joy, she and Joanna both nodded. Machi didn't really want to go, but it's the least she can do after what she told Neon about her leaving. She usually liked going out with them, but recently she hasn't been in the mood.
"Wanna skip next class?" Eva asked Machi and Leorio particularly. Joanna cared a lot about her studies and unlike Machi she had to study to get her marks, Machi was just a natural smart person, so she never skipped. Neon only didn't skip because she was too paranoid. She thinks she's going to get caught. But Eva and Machi are like the skipping artists, they never get caught. Amori usually skipped with them too, but he had drama next, what's the point of skipping a class if it's actually fun? And Bokel had religion next; he would never dare skip that.
"Hell Yeah!" Machi was now excited, she would go anywhere just not to go to the most boring class they had next, History. Machi already knew the world's History, she was into History, that's why she chose it in the first place. But the teacher made it sound extremely boring. Machi, Leorio Eva and Neon had history next and they weren't about to spend an hour and a half of boring repetitive lectures. Neon was afraid she was going to say alone in that boring one and a half hour lecture.
"Yeah man, how about we just hang in the shishacafé. The one just across the street?"
Leorio suggested. Machi's eyes lit up as soon as she heard the word shisha and so did Eva's.
"Alright, we get three shishas it's on me." Machi offered, she was the one with all the money usually. She didn't care about money; she just spent it like crazy, especially on her friends. They are also wealthy themselves, not that she was the only one with money, they all went to the same rip-off school.
Machi could sense that something was wrong with Neon who was sitting next to her, fidgeting slightly her face obviously cheerless.
"What's wrong Neon?" Machi almost whispered to Neon so that no one can hear their conversation. Everyone else was admiring Bokel's new laptop. "Are you upset about this morning?"
"Well of course I am obviously going to be upset that my best friend is leaving." Neon whispered back," and I am going to accept it but you keep on skipping, and the only class we have together is that History class." She admitted.
"Then come with us. I promise with me you wont get caught. And even if we do, come one they just put us in detention for an hour, they don't even call home." Machi reassuringly said. " All we have to do is walk out of that school gate unseen. No one is going to find out."
"Yeah but...what if my parents saw me? And in a shisha place too..."
"You're too paranoid. Your parents work at this time remember, there's no way they will see you at this time in this shisha place exactly. So come on, please. For me?" Machi looked at Neon now.
Machi stared deeply at Neon's blue eyes, Neon looking back, blushing slightly.
"Um..Okai..just for you," Neon finally said helplessly.
"Yes! Finally.., I promise you wont get caught okai?" Machi said.
Neon nodded unsurely of what she just said. Machi thought it was cute the way Neon always blushed when she talked to her. Or when she always agreed just for Machi's sake.
"Hey guys! Neon is coming too!" Machi stood up and clasped her hands.
"Wow that's a first!" Leorio said, his attention from the new laptop switched to Neon.
Machi didn't want anything else to bother her day. For the moment, she's going to have to forget about Hanzo and the videos, and figure out a way to get herself out it that problem. Now she just focused on her friends. And Neon in particular. She owed that girl a lot.
The school bell rang, announcing the second class. Everyone but Neon, Eva, Leorio and Machi left the bench and disappeared into the building. Skipping classes in Zeto Grammar School was easier than taking candy from a child. All they literally had to do is walk out of the school's front gate when no one was looking. There weren't any cameras installed around that area. Another alternative was just to jump off the ridiculously short wall. So they just sat there, on the bench, teachers and students already in classes.
"Alright I am taking Neon, we are leaving first. It would bring too much attention if four of us decide to leave the school at the same time, and Neon incase they see us, I will just say that you were feeling sick and I had to take you home deal?" Machi said confidently, she had quite a few years experience in art of skipping. Especially the kind of skipping that happens in the middle of school hours.
"Deal." Neon said helplessly after realizing there's nothing she could do about it, she already agreed, and plus she wanted to spend as much time with Machi as possible.
"Alright then, Leorio and I, we will just follow you later. Meet us at the shisha café yeah?" Eva said.
Without another word, Machi and Neon took their bags, and left the bench now walked toward the school gate. Machi looking ever so confident, unlike Neon who looked around obviously paranoid thinking some teacher will pop out from the walls. Machi shook her head and sighed, "Oh Neon, you worry too much, the teachers don't even care, it's the school's principal we have to keep an eye on, and she's in her office right now."
"I know I know it's just me, I'm so paranoid" Neon tried to remain calm.
They were now standing right in front of the gate, Machi casually looked back and Leorio and Eva were still on the bench, waiting for the two to leave. No teacher or janitor was in sight.
Machi now walked ever so nonchalantly and quickly left the school through the open gate unnoticed, Neon quickly walked behind her. And they were both outside of school property, but they still had to run to across the street, the school's windows all had drapes on them, because of the hot sun, so no one would see them crossing the street through the windows. So the only way they would ever get caught is if a teacher came late or something and spotted them on the street. But they didn't get caught. Neon and Machi both ran across the street and they reached a building, behind that building was the shisha café called Milano.
"See that wasn't that bad." Machi said.
Neon who was panting slightly from the running under the hot sun said, "I guess so, I mean no one could've seen us right?"
"Yeah." They both waited behind the building for Leorio and Eva to arrive.
"Do you think I should tell them now?" Machi asked Neon. Both knowing what the subject is about.
"I don't know. It will be better if you do. I'll help you out. But I just still can't believe you're moving." Neon still didn't get over the fact.
"Come on. Not again. I told you I am and that's that. I promise I'll spend my entire time left here with you? And I'll still be back occasionally yeah? And we'll email each other. Now please help me out here." Machi told Neon.
"I hate you, you know that right?" Neon said to Machi obviously kidding but willing to help out Machi with telling the others.
"I know, I love you too." Machi smiled and so did Neon as Leorio and Eva finally showed up.
"What took you so long? We were waiting here in the hot sun for hours" Neon complained obviously annoyed and still paranoid.
"What hours? We came straight after you guys left. And no one told you to wait in the hot sun, you could've went up in the café and ordered till we came." Eva shrugged.
"Whatever, alright let's get in there before I melt." Machi walked into the building first. She hit the elevator button and pressed the 2nd floor, that's where the shisha place was, hidden from vision, they served underage kids and they wanted to be hidden from the police and adult radar. Even the windows were the kind that you could see out of them, but no one can see anything looking in them.
They all entered the dim lighted shisha café, and walked to one of the rooms. The Shisha café was decorated with spines and leaves, and fake tree branches, making it have this jungle atmosphere. The different rooms people liked to reserve were made of bamboo sticks and the inside of it had the Arabian style floor-seating, and in the middle of the room a square table with an ashtray and the room number on it. There was a television set on the upper corner of each room.
The entire café was misty with the smoke from the shishas served and it had a dark atmosphere. That's how should be served, in the original Arabian style. Machi said hi to the server whose known her for years and ordered three two-apple shisha's, and then followed her friends to their usual room. No one else was there, since everyone was at work and school.
In the room, everyone situated themselves on the mattress like seats on the floor. Eva almost taking up an entire three spaces for herself as she lazily threw herself on the seat in sleeping position, although she didn't sleep but that was her way of sitting when having shisha. Leorio right next to her annoyed by the lack of space Eva has given him.
Neon and Machi sat at then opposite side.
Neon started to loosen up, and actually started to get comfortable with the surroundings. She already skipped, and there's no point worrying about it, so she'll have fun while she's at it. Machi sighed.
"Alright guys Neon and I will share a shisha, you guys have separate ones and it's on me." Machi said.
"What you think we're poor or something, fuck you haha, I am paying." Leorio said annoyed.
"No haha I am paying for a reason. I have something to tell you guys and I want you guys to take me seriously and not fuck around okay?" Machi told them and Eva who was dangerously close to falling asleep, opened one eye to listen to pay attention.
The Shisha they ordered also arrived and the server placed one in front of Eva, one in front of Leorio and one in front of Machi. The reason Machi didn't order one for Neon is because Neon doesn't smoke as much, and one is more than enough for two to share. Eva and Leorio on the other hand were like two walking junkies, they drank and smoked everything they saw and they smoked in massive amounts too, and Machi doubted that one for each won't even be enough for them.
"Alright..." Machi started as she inhaled the smoke and let it out with a sigh getting ready to break the news.
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Shisha: In today's context, Shisha refers to the flavored tobacco used in the smoking process using a hookah, also commonly known as 'hubble bubble' and 'narghile'.
The tobacco is soaked in fruits shavings such as apples, grapes and strawberries.
A hookah consists of a base, pipe, bowl and hose or a mouthpiece. Tobacco is placed in the bowl, which is at the top of the pipe structure. An aluminum foil covers the bowl and small charcoal pieces are then placed on the foil, which is punctured using a pin to gently heat the tobacco. When smoked using the hose, smooth, sweet-smelling vapor is filtered through the base containing water. It also comes in floral flavors such as coconut, vanilla and rose. ((Gotten definition off some random website))
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Shei was sitting on the hotel room bed. Her legs were crossed and her hands on her lap. She could hear the sounds of the waves crashing against the huge boulders out in the sea. She also heard the peaceful sounds of the birds singing, even though she was on the tenth floor, she could still make out the sound of the people walking about on the street, getting to their places of work.
With her eyes closed, she was practicing nen. All she needed was a memory practice really, on her basics. This place was more than perfect for her to practice, there were no sounds of the city traffic, the annoying cars, and police car sirens. She let her aura flow around her body after she opened her shoko and she used Ten to keep it around her and not flowing away, and then applied Ren to strengthen and expand the size of her aura.
She then rapidly opened her eyes, and with that motion, the portrait on the wall sitting in her vision sight, just shattered to pieces. It was the immense power of hers that needs to be let out on something; she actually minimized the aura as much as she could. Otherwise the entire wall would have collapsed. She smiled at her accomplishment but then frowned as she realized that was a valuable piece of art and she probably had to pay for.
She got off the bed after a good hour of memory training and went in the bathroom to take a long bath. Inside the bathroom she took off all her clothes and dumped them in the clothes basket, she turned on the water faucet and watched as it filled the tub. While the tub filled, she turned to look at her reflection in the mirror on the opposite wall. Silver emotionless eyes looking back, seeing nothing but a pale almost white face. The face of a murderer. The reflection spoke to her, like it always did.
"It wasn't your fault you know, the way you turned out this way, a killer."
"Whatever do you mean by that, I was the one who made this choice and I'm satisfied with my decision, and take note, I am not a killer, killers kill for their own sick twisted pleasures like Hisoka per say, I assassin to earn a living, it's my job." Shei argued with her own inverted image.
"Still you take peoples' lives away, job or no job, it's still called killing and you seem to enjoy it just as much. And what I mean by it's not your fault is that we both know that if you have started off living with a loving family and had a good life then you wouldn't have become what you are."
"Well I didn't start off with a loving family, I started off with adults beating the shit out of me and feeding me their leftovers at the foster place, live with it, I am who I am and you wont change that."
"Come to your senses Shei, there are other jobs out there better than this, with the same earn. Please you don't have to kill people; you can fill that void inside another way." Usually when a mirror image spoke to someone it would be their darker more evil side, but with Shei Nonoka it was her good side, the one that only appeared at a reflection of her. Shei Nonoka herself had no feelings, but a part of her, not entirely her, but her reflection that looked exactly like her was the one trying to help her out.
"Enough," Shei said as she walked away from her reflection, got a spare towel from the stool and hanged it over it. This other image of mine wont affect me in any way, this is who I am, an emotionless stoic figure and you just have to deal with it, she thought as she stepped away from the now covered mirror and walked to the now filled with water bathtub.
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Meteor City
Hisoka sat down at one of the tables at the Spring Delights restaurant; he was waiting for his guest to arrive. Ilumi's late and I am going to make sure he pays, one way or another, Hisoka thought. Hisoka was now waiting impatiently, after ringing Ilumi's cell phone numerous times with no answer. Is he ditching our date? Hisoka thought. And just as he was about to get up and leave after what seemed to be an hour later when Ilumi, the tall figure walked into the place and sat in front of Hisoka. They were sitting at one of the corners at a table for two, facing each other.
"What took you so long?" Hisoka asked obviously annoyed but kept a calm face.
"I was sleeping," was Ilumi's genuine response his eyes focused on Hisoka's.
"Then why didn't you answer your cell phone?" Hisoka asked getting more annoyed by Ilumi's-obviously he doesn't give two shits about me waiting here for an hour-answer.
"It was on silent." Ilumi said ever so calmly his emotionless eyes still fixed on Hisoka's.
He was sleeping? SLEEPING??I was waiting hours in this place for him to show up, worried my ass off something bad was going to happen to him and he was SLEEPING?! Hisoka though angrily.
Hisoka then signaled to the waitress and ordered two fresh cocktails. Then Turned back to meet Ilumi's black emotionless eyes.
"I was worried about you," Hisoka said.
"Liar, you're just worried about not getting some tonight." Illumi said fully aware of Hisoka's perverted intentions.
"I'm not like that," Hisoka's responded. The thought of Illumi moaning pleasurably
underneath him excited him, but still, Ilumi's different. Hisoka didn't quite understand Ilumi. He's never the nice concerned type, yet he still shows up even if he's an hour late.
"Oh really? Why am I here then?" Ilumi asked.
"Yes. Why are you here? Tell me. You could've just not come. But you did." Hisoka said his eyes still fixed on Ilumi.
"And you waited for me to come when you could've just left five minutes later." Ilumi had a quick response.
Hisoka didn't have anything to say after that. And the cocktails arrived.
If it's anything that made Hisoka look twice, it was Ilumi. Hisoka was a perverted magician; he would screw anything that walked, twice. But Ilumi is different to him, Ilumi actually understands him, no one understood him, as much as Ilumi, well Shei did but she has no interest in Hisoka. And he didn't either. And it hurts, it actually literally hurts Hisoka to know that Ilumi actually thinks of him as the perverted person he is when it comes to the way Hisoka thinks about Ilumi.
"Why did you ask me to come here Hisoka? Are you sexually frustrated is that it? All the girls in the world not enough for you, you came looking for a guy? You came after me? We've known each other for years and I suppose we can call what we have a friendship. Why ruin that by asking me out?"
"I didn't want to ruin it. I thought that maybe we've developed feelings for each other through these years but apparently you still think I am this perverted person who just wants you for sex."
"Well you are." Ilumi said back.
Hisoka was silent for a few moments, "I used to be. Not any more though. But apparently it doesn't matter to you." Hisoka was wondering why Ilumi was being this mean, he is always like this, but this was a date for crying out loud.
Ilumi had no response this time, but he simply looked away from Hisoka's eyes. His eyes now looking at the colorful cocktails, avoiding direct contact Hisoka's eyes.
"You can have that yourself," Hisoka said as he signaled to the cocktails, "as for me, you're right I did wait a long time, I shouldn't have, not when you think of me that way. I don't want to just fuck you, Ilumi, I thought I loved you, but you obviously still think I am this perverted sex maniac whenever I am with you and you obviously don't love me back." Hisoka said his eyes now lowered as he stood up and walked out of the restaurant leaving Ilumi sitting down. He glanced at Ilumi and his eyes were still focused on him, emotionless eyes glaring back. Yes I love him, Hisoka thought, And I just confessed that to him, but he should know that truth, sooner or later.
He is now walking down the street leading to his place, now disappointed by the outcome of this date. I thought he understood me that he meant more to me than just sex. How could Shei do it? Just be emotionless about everything? Not even I the great Hisoka is as emotionless as she is. Thoughts ran through Hisoka's head as he walked down the road. And Ilumi, he's even worse than Shei, his eyes are just fucking empty, like I'm in love with this nothingness. Why did he even agree on today if he doesn't even show any feelings towards me?
Something hit Hisoka's head from the back; Hisoka too focused in his thoughts didn't see it coming. He looked back and on the floor he saw his cell phone lying on the ground. He looked back up to see who threw it, and he saw the tall stoic figure standing there, Ilumi.
"You forgot it there." Ilumi said as he brushed away his hair from his face.
Hisoka picked his phone up and didn't know whether to walk up to Ilumi, or just turn back and leave. Ilumi making the decision for him walked toward Hisoka, his eyes fixed on Hisoka. His hair swaying in the direction of the wind.
How could something so beautiful be so devastating at the same time Hisoka thought as he watched Ilumi walking gracefully toward him. And as Ilumi reached him he placed one comforting hand on Hisoka's cheek. Hisoka awkwardly looked into Ilumi's endless black eyes.
And then Ilumi bit his lips as he said this," I'm sorry. I didn't mean it. I don't think of you that way. I was sort of kidding and well you took it seriously." He said sounding as genuine as he could.
"You were kidding?!" Hisoka was dumbfounded. Ilumi was trying to be kidding? Hisoka thought smiling. Does Ilumi even know what kidding means?
"Well. It obviously didn't work. I don't think of you as a perverted person, who only wants sex. Well at least not with me." Ilumi said his hand still on Hisoka's cheek; his eyes almost had feelings in them, but not quite.
"You could've stopped your accusations and listened to what I had to say. Sure I am this perverted person and stuff but like I would never think of you like that. You're my friend. If you called that friendship I guess, and you've been my friend for years, and I think you changed me in a way. Not that you meant to, but yeah." Hisoka said trying to make sense.
"Look I know all that and that's why I came back. Come on Hisoka you know me and my social skills; I didn't think it would be that hard on you. I'm really sorry, I truly am." Ilumi said his eyes now tearing up, his other hand rubbing the back of his head.
Wait...Ilumi sorry? What? His eyes tearing up? What is this a dream? Wait this couldn't be happening. Hisoka thought as he looked back into Ilumi's dark eyes.
After a long silence, Illumi almost looked like he was going to cry, which surprised Hisoka because Ilumi and crying? In one sentence...NO...That would be impossible.
"Apology accepted," Hisoka said as he leaned closer to Ilumi, as Ilumi's face turned from an almost in tears one to a smiling one.
"I just suck at you know dates and stuff and especially with you. I mean I liked you all the way I just didn't think you had feelings for me like I did, and well you surprised me when you asked me out. It was like God answered my prayers." Ilumi said.
"Shhh.." Hisoka replied shutting Ilumi up. And Hisoka pulled Ilumi closer to him, their bodies now attached, Hisoka closed the distance by planting a soft kiss on Ilumi's soft sweet tasting lips. Their kiss was a chaste one really, but as their heads separated again, they thoughtfully looked into each other's eyes, and for the first time Hisoka saw genuineness in Ilumi's eyes. He saw emotions and feelings in them.
Hisoka now placed his hand at the back of Ilumi's head, gently clutching his hair and moved Ilumi's head towards him again. Hisoka kissed Ilumi again, his tongue running against Ilumi's lower lip, nibbling softly on it, coaxing it to open and allow Hisoka's tongue inside. Ilumi deeply engaged with the kiss, parting his lips, letting Hisoka get what he wanted. His hands now around Hisoka's neck. Hisoka's tongue circled Ilumi's tongue, both tongues swirling around each other pleasurably, a moan escaped Ilumi as Hisoka's tongue ran through his mouth's roof. Their kiss was undeniably a passionate one, but Hisoka soon ended it as he realized people were staring at them since they were in broad daylight in the middle of the city. He backed away, hand still behind Ilumi's head, the other hand touched Ilumi's lips as he gently wiped them.
"We should leave, people are staring." Hisoka told Ilumi.
"And since when do you care if people are staring?" Ilumi asked out of breath, half wanting Hisoka to kiss him again right there, half wanting to leave from the stares.
"Since I loved you. Since I want everything about you and me to be just between us." Hisoka's reply was that.
This time, not caring about the people, Ilumi leaned in to kiss Hisoka. This time their kiss was even more heated, some girls were squealing from the staring crowd, saying something along the lines of, "Oh MY GOSH YAOI!"
They separated for some air," I love you too perv." Ilumi said jokingly, then leaning in again to kiss Hisoka.
