Yay! I'm finally all caught up. If you haven't already re-read the previous chapters, I would highly recommend you do so since I did add some additional scenes and I also worked out Rin's past a little bit better. I really hope you enjoy them more than the original because I personally think they turned out better.
Anyway, on to the new chapter that you've all been waiting for. Yes, I did decide to write out a full lemon scene, so you have been warned. If you don't like it, then don't read it. It's also why I bumped up the rating.
As for comments, there were so many that I decided not to answer them like I usually would, but that doesn't mean I didn't appreciate them! To be honest, they're the only reason I even finished this as fast as I did. I would hit a writer's block and be stuck for days, but then I would go back and read some comments and feel inspired again.
Special shout-out to SnowyNeko, whose been with me since the very beginning and has continued to stick with me.
I do not own Hunter x Hunter: it belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi.
Or, well, more like as he tried to sleep. However, a certain clown was making the task harder than it needed to be. He wondered if this was the other getting his revenge for having to stop.
Every time Rin so much as closed his eyes, Hisoka poked him. Rin buried his face in the sheets with an aggravated groan, wishing that he could just merge with them, anything to get away from the annoyance that was Hisoka. He was even starting to contemplate simply smothering himself in the slightly musty smelling fabric when Hisoka suddenly got up. Rin turned his head so that one eye was peeking out, watching the other cautiously. It was definitely not like the other to simply give up, so Rin was almost positive that Hisoka was up to something, which did not bode well for him.
Hisoka quickly disappeared into the bathroom, where Rin then heard running water, before coming back out with a wash rag hanging limply from one pale hand. Hisoka's face was blank as he climbed gracefully back onto the bed and nudged Rin until he rolled onto his back. Rin blinked but let himself be turned, feeling more curious now than anything else. His body twitched slightly before relaxing back into the bed as the rag gently swipped across his face, touch becoming feather light as it ran over the cuts.
Rin stared at him, taking in the serious expression painting Hisoka's face as he focused on the task at hand. He had only ever seen that level of concentration when the man was fighting, so the sight was both humbling and strange.
Despite how gentle the touch was, it still made his cuts sting, but the pain was shoved to the back of Rin's mind as he focused on the rhythmic motions lulling him to sleep.
Something pinched his arm, and he groaned in complaint, trying to move away from it.
"You have a concussion," Hisoka repeated. His voice came from directly above Rin, and it was tinged with enough amusement that Rin scowled. "You're not allowed to sleep~"
Rin opened his eyes and stared pleadingly at Hisoka, who had both his hands on either side of Rin's head and was hovering above him. "Can't I just-"
"No."
"But-"
Air blew across Rin's face as Hisoka leaned even closer, practically growling, "No."
Rin pursed his lips, annoyed. Realistically, he knew that Hisoka was just trying to help. He may not know a lot about medicine, but even Rin knew that a person with a concussion shouldn't fall asleep. However, that didn't mean he had to like it.
Rin glanced between the clock, which said twelve forty-five p.m., and Hisoka.
He sighed and tilted his head. "Then what should we do instead, if you're not going to let me sleep."
As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Rin regretted saying them because a devious look immediately spread across Hisoka's face.
Rin blushed and waved his hands in front of him. "Not that!" he hurriedly said.
"Oh~" Hisoka purred, leaning even closer until their noses were touching. "I was going to suggest a card game~ What were you thinking of?"
Liar, Rin wanted to shout.
"I'm fine with a card game," Rin said instead.
"Hmm~" Hisoka leaned back far enough that Rin finally felt like he could breath again.
Hisoka sat with his legs crossed and took out a deck of cards, a deck that immediately had images of the men flashing across his mind. He shivered and raised a hand to his neck at the memory of that man pressing himself against Rin's back. It made his stomach roll with revulsion, something Hisoka apparently noticed because he reached over and tugged on a strand of black hair.
When Rin raised his eyes, he was pinned in place by burning gold. They were narrowed into slits, the familiar bloodlust swirling in their depths as Hisoka stared into grey, but for some reason the sight eased Rin instead of frightened him like he was expecting. He felt...safe. He didn't even notice how his body had relaxed until Hisoka drew his gaze back down to continue shuffling.
He knew he should be concerned with how his body was reacting around the other, but at that point he couldn't find it in himself to care.
They ended up playing for hours, and by the time Rin glanced out the window, the sun was already rising above the horizon. He stared at it for a few, uncomprehending seconds before pressing the palms of his hands against his eyes. His eyelids were heavy weights, and it took everything he had to keep them open. Even the pokes were becoming less and less effective in making him stay awake.
He heard rustling and pulled his hands away. Hisoka had gotten up from the bed and had one hand on his hip as he looked out the window. Rin made a questioning sound, and Hisoka glanced over his shoulder at him.
"Get ready, we're leaving~"
Rin turned and squinted at the clock. "But it's only six thirteen."
Hisoka raised an eyebrow. "Do you really want to stay here another day?"
No, was Rin's first thought. He paused and realized that Hisoka may have had a point.
Since Rin had never bothered to even unpack anything—they weren't there for long, and Rin had been itching to leave as soon as he stepped foot in that place—all he had to do was grab his bag and then they were heading out the door.
As soon as they stepped outside, Rin flinched and threw up a hand, trying to block the death rays stabbing into his eyes. He grimaced, gritting his teeth as he tried to stop himself from making a sound.
He heard Hisoka chuckle quietly, then he was pulling Rin's hand away. Rin opened his mouth to protest, only to jump when something slid over his ears. The burning was replaced with blessed relief as the world was suddenly tinted blue. Rin raised a hand and touched the sunglasses that Hisoka had placed on him, then lowered it to give the man a questioning look.
Hisoka's lips pulled up into a pleased smirk as he met the stare. "The owner was," he tilted his head, eyes glinting mischievously, "Kind enough to let me borrow them."
Rin almost snorted as he sent Hisoka a disbelieving look. Hisoka only smirked even wider, lips pulling back to reveal teeth in a vaguely threatening manner. Again, Rin wasn't scared, not when he knew the look wasn't actually directed at him. Although, he did kind of feel bad for the owner, just a little bit.
Rin blinked as a thought suddenly hit him.
"Wait, when did you-" he started, but cut himself off when Hisoka just gave him an innocent expression, one that he didn't believe for a second. "Never mind."
He'd rather not know.
Dasson City was...normal.
There wasn't really any other way to describe it. It was almost exactly like Yorknew City, only slightly smaller. The people there didn't specialize in selling anything particular. There weren't any absolutely amazing sights that would bring a ton of tourists. It was just a normal city with normal people.
It was freaking Rin out.
He kept waiting for some psychopath to suddenly jump out and attack them, or to hear people scream as they ran away from a rampaging monster. Anything.
Instead, there were just people calmly walking by, sometimes stopping and chatting with others, but otherwise carrying on with their peaceful lives. Occasionally, someone would send them a curious look—something he had quickly grown used to, what with him travelling next to a man with bright red hair and white and pink clothes; he'd honestly be more surprised if people didn't send them strange looks—but other than that, it was a normal day.
That still didn't stop Rin from sending anyone who came too close wary looks, inching away so that he was closer to Hisoka's side. He understood that he was being slightly too paranoid, but he felt he had plenty of reasons to be, especially after everything that had happened so far. If anything, Hisoka seemed to find Rin's reactions hilarious, and Rin had even caught the man chuckling under his breath a couple of times.
He shot the magician a glare when he heard it again but because he wasn't paying attention, Rin nearly ran into someone, and if it wasn't for Hisoka yanking him back, he definitely would have ended up crashing into them.
Rin blushed and quickly apologized, but the person simply smiled and walked away.
He felt his face grow even darker as Hisoka laughed, the man leaning down to whisper in his ear. "If you wanted to be pressed against me, all you had to do was ask~" he purred.
Rin spluttered unintelligibly and jumped away from him, but Hisoka just laughed even louder and grabbed his hand, dragging him through the crowd. They didn't stop until they had reached a small restaurant that was painted a pale yellow, which seemed appropriate since the logo was a dancing sun with the name "Levant" written across in calligraphy. However, even just the smell was making Rin's stomach stir uncomfortably, but before he could say as much, Hisoka was already tugging him inside.
The waitress's smile didn't even twitch as she turned to them and asked, "A table for two?"
"Yes~"
The place was busy, but it didn't seem packed, and there was an empty table off in the corner that she quickly led them to. She handed them two menus, asked what drink they wanted, and told them to call for her when they were ready to order, then she left to tend to other people.
Rin blinked down at the menu, a little dizzy from the whirlwind of activity. He never even had a chance to protest before she had practically teleported them over.
"See anything you like~"
He looked up to see Hisoka had propped an elbow on the table and was leaning his chin on his open palm.
"I'm not hungry," Rin tried to explain.
Hisoka's eyes narrowed. "You haven't eaten anything all day~"
Rin scrunched his nose, trying to calm his stomach as the smell of food washed over him from all around.
He choose a different tactic. "I don't think I'll be able to keep it down," he admitted, and it wasn't a lie. Just the thought of eating anything almost made him want to throw up.
"Hmm~" Hisoka studied him, face oddly expressionless. "Let's make a deal~"
Rin was immediately wary. "What?" he asked carefully, eyeing the man across from him.
"If you manage to eat something," Rin frowned, but Hisoka continued before he could say anything, "Then I'll let you sleep when we get to the hotel~" He smirked and wiggled a finger at him. "Of course, I'll still have to wake you up every so often~"
Rin's brows furrowed as he thought about it. On one hand, he would finally be able to sleep—getting woken up once and a while notwithstanding—but on the other...He glanced around at the plates of food, the sight making his stomach turn.
He sighed and finally nodded.
"Good boy~" Hisoka praised teasingly, then called the waitress back over.
She smiled at them in greeting. "What can I get for you two?" she asked, pen and paper in hand as she looked at them patiently.
Rin stared blankly as Hisoka smiled at her. Smiled, not smirked. "What soup would you recommend?"
She raised the pen to her lip and said, "Our tomato soup is the most popular, and it's absolutely delicious."
"Hmm~ He'll have that, then~"
She blinked in confusion. "And what can I get for you, sir?"
Rin was almost tempted to laugh, hiding his growing smile behind the cup as he took a sip of water. It sounded so weird hearing someone call Hisoka sir.
The smile turned even brighter, if anything, and Rin wasn't the only one to blink in surprise—she even blushed slightly, making Rin frown.
"Nothing for me~"
She seemed to shake herself from her daze because the polite smile was back. "Alright, I'll be right back with your order."
Rin waited until she had disappeared through the doors to the kitchen before turning a blank stare on to Hisoka. "Why are you so insistent that I eat when you're not? You haven't had anything today, either," he reminded with a scowl.
Hisoka gave his head a pointed look. "I'm not the one with a concussion~"
Rin huffed and turned to look out the windows. However, his staring was eventually interrupted when the waitress came back, carrying a bowl with steam rising from the top.
"Here you go." She placed the bowl in front of Rin, then stepped back. "Is there anything else I can get for you?"
Hisoka didn't even spare her a glance. "No~"
She gave a small bow and then left again.
Rin stared down at the bowl. The smell didn't hit him as hard as some of the other food, but it still made him slightly queasy. He shot Hisoka a pleading look, but the man simply grinned back at him.
Gold eyes were filled with mirth as he said, "If you want to sleep, then eat~"
Rin sighed before carefully bringing up a spoonful to his mouth. The warmth felt wonderful as it went down his throat and to his stomach, and it did taste good, but Rin wondered if he would be able to get it all down.
A quick glance up revealed that Hisoka had added his other elbow to the table and seemed content just watching Rin. Probably to make sure that I actually eat it, he thought grumpily.
Rin ended up only managing to eat half of it, but Hisoka apparently deemed it enough because they quickly paid and left to go check in to a hotel. It was oddly reminiscent of the hotel they were at when dealing with the spiders, and it made him think about Gon and Killua.
I should probably call them. We haven't talked since Krekkle City.
Hisoka nudging him into the room brought him out of his thoughts, and his eyes trailed around the room. It was definitely bigger than the other rooms they had stayed in so far, and again, there was only one bed—though this one appeared to also be following the same theme and was rather large. It also looked really fluffy and warm, with plenty of blankets folded at the foot of the bed.
Rin was already taking a step forward before he even realized it.
There was a chuckle behind him, and Rin paused long enough to look back over his shoulder and see Hisoka incline his head toward the bed with amusement lining his face before Rin practically ran over and jumped onto it.
It was how Rin imagained laying on clouds would feel like.
He bounced slightly as Hisoka joined him, and Rin let the other manhandle him so that he was on his side, face pressed against the firm chest. At that point, he was too tired to care, his body choosing that moment to remind him exactly how exhausted he was now that Rin was laying down. He wrapped his arms around Hisoka's waist and shifted until he found the most comfortable position, which so happened to be one he usually woke up in: Hisoka practically smothering him and his chin resting of top of Rin's hair. He heard Hisoka chuckle—something he seemed to be doing a lot that day—but Rin was content, so he simply gave a deep sigh and relaxed in the hold.
Never let anyone say that Hisoka didn't keep his word. Because he did.
Rin was woken up, as promised. Every. Two. Hours. Not a second before, and not a second after.
He knew it was part of the deal, but Rin felt like ripping his hair out. He finally gave up on sleeping peacefully at around seven thirty and just laid there looking up at the ceiling. That is, until his vision was suddenly blocked by bright red hair and a smirk. They were in a position similar to how they were yesterday morning, with Hisoka leaning over Rin and their noses almost touching.
Rin felt his eyebrow twitch, and in a rare show of confidence, sat up quickly to place a small peck on Hisoka's lips, then tried to slither out from under the other's arms while the he was stunned. Tried being the key word there.
His foot didn't even made it to the floor before he was being pulled back, and he landed on the bed with a quiet, "Oof". Any further attempts to escape were immediately thwarted as Hisoka's arms gave out, and he let all of his weight fall onto Rin. What little breath Rin had managed to save came rushing out as his chest was crushed.
Rin pushed on him with a groan. "Get off, you're heavy."
He shivered when a cold nose pressed against the side of his neck, and he didn't need to see the smirk to know it was there.
"Hmm~ You're quite comfortable~" Hisoka purred quietly, breath ghosting across Rin's skin and sending pleasant tingles down his spine.
Rin squeezed his eyes shut and trembled beneath the weight as something wet flicked across his neck. He let out a quiet moan as the tongue was soon replaced by lips, lips that wasted no time in exploring. They slowly trailed down until they reached Rin's collar bone and bit. Rin jerked in the hold and let out a loud groan, almost a scream. The sound startled him enough that he covered his mouth with a hand, trying to muffle his whimpers as Hisoka continued to attack the same spot.
Then, just as suddenly as he started, Hisoka jerked back to glare at the door. Rin couldn't see it since Hisoka was leaning down so that his body blocked Rin from view, and when he tried to peer around, Hisoka let out a low growl in warning.
There was a quiet knock, and someone said, "Housekeeping."
Hisoka's lips pulled up into a snarl, and his nen whipped through the air, filled with anger and bloodlust. Rin could vaguely hear a squeak and the sound of footsteps quickly leaving before the other turned back to face him.
Rin still had one hand pressed against his mouth and knew his face was beat red, but he met the heated stare evenly. He removed the hand and bit his lip, watching as gold eyes followed the movement, then slowly raised one hand to tug at Hisoka's sleeve. Surprisingly, Hisoka let himself be flipped so that he was laying on his back, and Rin hesitated for a split second, not really believing that he had gotten this far, before he crawled forward until he was sitting in Hisoka's lap. Not once did Hisoka's eyes leave his face, and it sent tendrils of excitement shooting through Rin.
Now what?
Rin had never done anything like this before, so he ended up just staring down at Hisoka from his new position. It didn't help that Hisoka just lay there, hands resting on top of the bed, not moving. Rin bit his lip again, eyes crinkling around the edges as he contemplated what to do next.
Now that he thought about it, Rin had never really taken the chance to explore, always letting the other take charge because of his inexperience. With that in mind, he slowly raised one hand to trail two fingers down Hisoka face. It had always fascinated him, in the brief moments where he had touched Hisoka, how soft his skin was. Rin just couldn't imagine the magician using lotion or anything of the sort.
His eyes roved over the pale skin, fingers running over sharp cheekbones and a defined chin, pausing only as they made their way to soft lips. The lips parted, warm air caressing the fingers and making them twitch. Rin raised his eyes to meet Hisoka's, taking in the excitement, the lust that swirled unhidden within them, and felt his heart start to race.
Rin's hand shook as he lowered it—and his eyes—to the chest beneath him, knowing that if he looked any longer that something in him would snap. The chest was hard underneath his palms, and he could feel the slight rise and fall as Hisoka breathed, using it as an anchor to calm himself. His legs gave a painful twinge, reminding him that he was still kneeling, so he shifted to try and relieve them, only to freeze as he felt something hard press against him that was decidedly not Hisoka's chest.
Rin blushed, heart rate picking up even more as he tried to decide what to do. Ignore it, was his brain's first thought, but...he didn't want to.
He could still feel Hisoka's eyes burning into him, so he tilted his head back and met them evenly, letting some of the desire that curled in his chest show through. They darkened further when Rin pressed down, grinding against Hisoka and throwing his head back with a gasp. He could feel Hisoka jerk beneath him, his hands clutching at the sheets and tearing them slightly, but the man remained stubbornly still, and Rin couldn't help the frown that pulled at his lips. Was Hisoka testing him? Seeing how far Rin was willing to go?
Rin leaned forward, pressing both of their hard members as close as possible with only the barrier of cloth still separating them. Hisoka growled in response but still did not move.
Rin choked back the whine that threatened to escape his throat, and instead, jerked forward to kiss the corner of Hisoka's mouth, whispering, "Please."
It seemed to work because Hisoka lunged forward, capturing Rin's lips, who eagerly opened his mouth to let their tongues twirl together. His hands came up to grab Rin's waist hard enough that he knew there would be bruises and yanked down.
Rin's moan was swallowed by Hisoka's mouth as the man set a gruelling pace that sent more and more heat south until it was verging on unbearable. He had to set trembling hands on Hisoka's chest so he didn't collapse forward, only for them to give out when one of Hisoka's hand snuck between them and squeezed Rin's throbbing erection through the fabric. Rin had to bite his lip to keep the scream from escaping as he broke away from the kiss and panted against the side of Hisoka's neck, hands scrambling over the clothed chest as heat coiled in his stomach.
He gasped out pleas. For what, he wasn't exactly sure. All he knew was that the coil was growing tighter, tighter, tighter, and he wanted to-
His stomach let out a loud growl.
The sound made both of them freeze, and Rin felt his face burn for an entirely new reason. Hisoka let out a huff of amusement beneath him, and Rin sat up, covering his face with both hands as he tried to die from embarrassment.
"Sorry," he squeaked.
"I'm starting to think you're doing this on purpose~"
The reply made Rin feel even worse. Hisoka didn't sound angry, but even Rin was starting to feel frustrated.
Rin pressed his hands harder against his face. "I'm not," he whined. I know for a fact you can feel how very much I want to continue because I can feel you.
"Hmm~" The hand that was still gripping him tightened, and Rin's breath hitched as Hisoka's thumb rubbed seemingly soothing circles that were anything but soothing. "It's too bad~ I can't have you being hungry~" Here the thumb pressed down even harder, and Rin fought the urge to grind down on the hand. "I'll guess we'll just have to stop~"
Rin didn't even have time to blink before he was pushed to the side, room spinning until he ended up staring at the ceiling. He sat up just as Hisoka was standing from the bed, eyes wide as the other simply smirked at him.
Hisoka put his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow as he gazed down at Rin. "Well? Aren't you going to get up?"
Rin ended up stammering out, "But you- We-"
The eyebrow raised even higher as Hisoka stared at him challengingly. "My little kitten needs to be fed~ What kind of owner would I be if I ignored him?"
Rin opened his mouth, then closed it.
What do I even say to that?!
They ended up going to the same restaurant as before, but wound up with a different waitress, one that wouldn't stop flirting with Hisoka—and no, Rin was not jealous, no matter what Hisoka and his stupid smirk seemed to think. Thankfully, since it was still fairly early, the restaurant wasn't as busy as it was the night before, so they were in and out in no time at all—which was a good thing because Rin wasn't sure what he would have done if he had to watch her bat her eyes at Hisoka one more time.
Rin had managed to eat a little more that time—he wasn't even sure how he managed that much, since just watching the waitress interact with Hisoka made him want to gag—but it still wasn't what he normally would have ate. Although, he was honestly just content that he even managed to keep it down at all.
After they left the restaurant, Hisoka suggested that they walk around since neither of them had ever been to Dasson City before. There weren't any stalls out on the streets like most of the other cities, but there were still plenty of stores to look at.
They were just walking past one stripe of said stores, when a group of people went running by them, joining the already rather large crowd about a block away.
Rin glanced over at Hisoka, then sighed when he noticed how the man had perked up in interest. Anything that interested Hisoka was bad news for Rin, but, like always, Rin knew he wouldn't get anywhere trying to stop him, which was why he let himself be dragged closer.
There was some sort of stage set up in the middle of the road, and it was otherwise empty except for a man holding a microphone. He was wearing a long red coat with a top hat to match, one that Rin had seen a ringmaster wear the one time he had went to a circus with Daisuke. It was setting off all kinds of warning signals in Rin's brain, so he turned to Hisoka, mouth opening to suggest they leave, only to notice the man was no longer by his side. He tried to peer over the people around him, hoping to spot the bright red hair that should have easily be seen within the crowd, but there was nothing.
Rin worried his bottom lip between his teeth, heart starting to race as more people pushed closer to the stage. He took a step back, stumbling slightly on a loose rock. All that was running through his head was that he needed to get out of there.
Something grabbed his head, and he flinched, nen already rising to cover his fist before his face was pressed against cloth, the soothing scent of peppermint invading his nose. The hand that wasn't tangled in his hair moved down until it was pressed against the side of Rin's neck.
Rin reached up and gripped the shirt tightly with both hands. "Stop doing that," he complained quietly, voice muffled slightly because of the fabric. Stop disappearing.
"Hmm~" The hand stroked his hair, fingers running through the strands in a motion more soothing than Rin wanted to admit. "I found something interesting for us to do~"
That simple, little statement was enough to make Rin stiffen immediately.
He pulled back enough so he could stare at Hisoka's entirely too excited face with a heavy amount of caution. "What did you do?"
The lips curled into an exaggerated pout. "Why do you think I did anything?" Hisoka's voice was a dead give away, filled with more amusement than Rin ever wanted to hear.
"You're you," he stated bluntly.
The smirk that unfurled onto Hisoka's face was one that clearly said he did something that Rin was most probably not going to enjoy, and they both knew it.
Rin opened his mouth to try and ask again when the man on stage interrupted.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! We are now about to start Dasson City's thirtieth fighting competition!"
The sheer roar from the crowd was near deafening, but all Rin could feel was dread.
Rin slowly turned back to Hisoka, face going blank as all the blood rushed out. "Please tell me you didn't."
Hisoka didn't say anything, but the quick glance he gave Rin showed enough anticipation that Rin already knew the answer.
There goes normality.
Rin sighed. I should have known better.
The other competitors were rather...weak.
Well, at least compared to the fights Rin had grown used to seeing at Heavens Arena. Rin was sure they were all strong in their own rights, but they all seemed so...small. Not physically, of course; most of them were pretty buff, with large shoulders and forearms. It was just that not one of them had nen. The fact that Rin knew that some of these poor people would have to go against Hisoka, did not help.
He pitied them more than anything, to be honest.
The other fighters gave him strange looks, probably because Rin kept looking at them sadly—though it was more likely because even they could tell that Hisoka was dangerous, so they were wondering why this pip-squeak of a human was standing so casually near him. Rin was slightly confused on why Hisoka had dragged him over to where the fighters were waiting but figured it was just another one of the man's whims, which was why he was definitely not expecting the announcer to suddenly call out his name.
He choked, head whipping around to glare at where Hisoka was standing beside him with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
Hisoka had the gall to look amused as he nudged Rin forward. "Best not keep them waiting~"
Rin wanted to facepalm, or better yet, smack Hisoka.
Instead, he climbed the stairs up to the stage as if he was walking to his death.
Rin paused, then shook his head and kept walking. I've definitely been around Killua too much.
The announcer gestured for both of them to step forward and shake hands, which they both did reluctantly. The entire time, Rin's opponent—because of course this was his life now—glowered down at him with disdain. In fact, he looked a second away from sneering at Rin outright.
"Are you sure you want to fight me, boy?" the man asked—Rin was pretty sure he heard the announcer call him Beor. There was confidence in his voice, and his chest was almost jutting out as he stared down his nose at Rin.
It made Rin's hand twitch, and he could already feel annoyance creeping up.
The announcer either didn't hear him or decided to ignore the man because he said, "The rules are simple: either knock the opponent from the ring or get them to yield." He aimed a stern look at each of them. "Killing is prohibited and will automatically disqualify the contestant. Is that understood?" He waited until they nodded, then jumped from the ring as he shouted, "Then begin!"
Rin didn't move, simply stared at the person across from him.
As soon as the announcer had called the start of the fight, his opponent had dropped into a stance. It was sloppy and that was just comparing it to Zushi's form. His feet were too spread apart, making his whole center of balance off. It would be so easy to simply knock the man over, but Rin was feeling slightly bitter. This man had judged him simply because of his appearance—something that Rin was used to, sure, but that didn't mean it still didn't irk him. It also didn't help that Rin was already annoyed with Hisoka for even entering him in the competition in the first place—not to mention what had happened that morning, or rather, lack thereof—so no one could really blame him for...taking out his frustration.
Beor appeared to rely on brute strength, rather than speed and strategy, and patience was definitely not one of his virtues because he suddenly charged at Rin with all the grace of a rampaging rhino. Rin easily side-stepped him, watching as Beor stumbled before righting himself. He whipped around, growling at Rin as if he thought that would intimidate him. He tried it a few more times before finally seeming to realize that simply running at Rin wouldn't work because then Beor started to circle him. He wasn't exactly subtle as his eyes flicked across Rin's form, trying to find weak spots, and it almost made Rin snort. Even Gon is better at this than you are.
Rin felt his lip twitch with the urge to smile as he shifted his weight onto one leg, watching as the man's eyes lit up. Beor grinned, ducking down low and aiming a fist at Rin's supposedly vulnerable side. Rin grabbed the wrist, twisting it at the same time as he let his foot catch one of the man's ankles.
Beor landed with a loud thud, but to his credit, he almost immediately shot back onto his feet. Rin would have been impressed if he couldn't already tell that the man had lost what little amount of strategy he had left. His eyes were glinting angrily as he snarled at Rin, and Rin figured it was probably time to end it.
Rin shot forward, seeing Beor's eyes widen but knowing the other wouldn't have time to react, and spun around him, grabbing one arm and yanking it behind the man's back as he did. While he still had the element of surprise, Rin kicked out both of Beor's feet, going down with him so that his knee dug into the man's back and pinned the arm under his weight. Beor struggled against him, and Rin knew he wouldn't be able to hold the man down with sheer strength, so he squeezed the pressure point in his arm—a little trick Daisuke had taught him. Just like he expected, Beor went limp, though he was still growling audibly.
Rin tightened his hold. "Do you yield?" he asked.
Beor strained against him before seemingly giving up. "Yes," he said, spitting the word out like it was venom.
Rin got up, keeping a careful eye on the man in case he decided to try anything, and made his way off the stage. He walked past the announcer as he jumped back up, yelling out Rin's victory.
As soon as his foot touched the ground, Rin looked up to meet amused eyes.
The smirk was still there—though, to Rin's embarrassment, it was definitely more heated than normal. "You shouldn't play with your food~" Hisoka scolded playfully.
Like you're one to talk.
Rin scowled. "He called me boy." There was more to it, but Rin was definitely not explaining that.
"Hmm~" Hisoka leaned closer until their arms were touching, dropping his voice until it was just a whisper. "Maybe I should try it if that's the reaction I'll get~"
Rin scrunched up his nose. "Please don't. It's already weird enough that you call me kitten."
Hisoka simply chuckled.
Rin didn't know how to feel about that.
Rin didn't know why the thought never occurred to him. He had already known how weak the other competitors were and how no one there would be able to defeat him, let alone Hisoka, so Rin didn't know how he never realize that eventually the two of them would have to fight.
Rin would have to fight Hisoka.
Rin would have to fight Hisoka.
There was something so wrong about that sentence.
He knew there was some amount of horror painted across his face because this time Rin was the one getting pitying looks from the other competitors. It also didn't help that Hisoka was just smirking at him with his hands on his hips, and when the announcer asked them to step forward, Hisoka raised one manicured hand and flicked Rin on the forehead.
It was so unexpected that Rin yelped and jerked back.
The announcer just looked between them with confusion, though he seemed to consider saying something to Hisoka, but one sharp look had him sweating nervously and yelling to begin the fight. Rin had never seen someone run off a stage so fast in his life.
Hisoka tilted his head as he peered down at Rin, still yet to move away even though the fight had already begun. "How about we make this fight more interesting?"
Oh, no.
"What do you mean?" If Rin was nervous before, it was nothing compared to how he felt now.
The words that came out of Hisoka's mouth only made it worse. "Let's make a bet~" he offered. "The winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser for a day."
Rin's face immediately heated up, and Hisoka looked rather pleased by it, eyes glinting with mischief and a little bit of the lust Rin had seen just that morning, making his already heated eyes darken further.
Rin didn't know how to feel about being completely at Hisoka's mercy—not that he wasn't already—because that was what this bet was about. Whatever Rin had started earlier, Hisoka was asking—in his own unique, weird way—if he wanted to take that step over the line. If he didn't, then Hisoka was offering him a way out, at least for now.
The thing that scared Rin the most was that he did.
He took a shaking breath, steeling himself as he said, "Alright."
"Wonderful~" Hisoka purred.
That one tiny, little word was filled with so much promise that it made Rin's knees weak.
There was a cough off to the side, and the announcer asked, "Are you two going to fight?" Hisoka turned an unimpressed eye on him, and the man paled so fast Rin was slightly worried for him. "N-Nevermind. C-Continue." He retreated so that only the very top of his hat could be seen above the stage.
"Now then~" Rin turned his attention back to Hisoka, watching as he took a few steps back and raised his arms in the air. "I'll give you the first move~"
Part of Rin wanted to object, but the bigger part already knew he was going to lose anyway. Hisoka knew it. Hell, even the crowd probably knew it. However, just because he knew he was going to lose did not meant he was going to go down without a fight, so he might as well use the small advantage while he could.
Rin also knew that the same tactic he used with Beor wouldn't work with Hisoka because, for one thing, Hisoka was faster than him. Rin would just have to count on his instincts and nen and hope for the best.
Rin shifted from foot to foot, deciding what his first move should be. He could try for a physical attack, which would most likely be similar to hitting steel—Rin had felt Hisoka's chest; he knew how hard it was—or go for an attack using nen.
Hisoka lived on fighting strong opponents, and he was staring at Rin with that same anticipation.
Rin sighed. Nen it is, then.
He shot forward before he could doubt himself, twisting mid-air and aiming a kick at Hisoka's side, nen billowing around his leg as he did. Hisoka didn't move to block it, and the blow sent him sliding back a few feet, almost making him slide right off the edge.
Hisoka grinned and tilted his head tauntingly. "That stung a little," he purred, then raised one finger in the air. "My turn~"
Rin's eyes widened as he hurriedly activated gyo, just barely managing to dodge a shot of bungee gum aimed for him. Suddenly, Hisoka was in front of him, and Rin saw a hand reach out, so he let wind shoot around him, knocking it away as he jumped back to put some space between them. Or, at least, he tried to. He tensed as he felt the familiar presence behind his back and spun to aim another nen enforced kick. It was grabbed, and he only caught a glimpse of a smirk before he was slammed to the ground. He gasped for air, moving to get shakily back up on his feet.
"Giving up already?" There wasn't a hair out of place on Hisoka, and he looked entirely too amused by that fact as Rin scowled.
As soon as Rin was standing straight again, the grin widened. Rin only had time to frown before Hisoka jerked a finger, and Rin yelped as he had another painful meeting with the ground. He sat up in a flash and glowered down at the strand of bungee gum stuck to his leg. He brought a hand to it and used his nen to see if he could cut it like he did with Machi's thread. The strand bounced but remained stubborn, sticking to Rin just like its namesake.
He sighed in frustration. The fight wouldn't last very much longer now that Rin was caught. Not when everytime Rin would try to put distance between them, all the magician had to do was yank on his nen. He glanced up at Hisoka, who was simply staring at him with that same anticipation that he had since the start of the fight, and debated going for one last attack.
Might as well try.
Rin climbed back onto his feet and raised his right hand to his side, tugging on his nen as he did, which came forward with the same nervous excitement he was currently feeling. He spun the air faster and faster, feeling it creep all the way up his arm like a snake and knowing that by concentrating his nen in an area so small that it would become visible. He ignored the gasps of the people surrounding the stage and focused on Hisoka. Gold eyes had lit up with unholy glee, and Hisoka quirked one finger in a 'come-closer' gesture, almost making Rin roll his eyes. Only Hisoka would be so excited to be attacked.
Rin ran forward, the wind around his arm starting to make a high-pitched whistling sound as it spun even faster, and made a slashing motion toward Hisoka. However, Rin felt his eyes widen in horror when instead of dodging it, Hisoka brought up both arms to try and block the attack. Even from where he was standing, Rin could see Hisoka's eyes widen slightly as his sleeves were ripped to shreds, small cuts maring the otherwise pale skin.
Rin was already running toward Hisoka before his mind even caught up, and his hands hovered over the arms that were quickly being painted red as blood steadily dripped down. "Oh god, what were you thinking?! Why didn't you move?!" His voice was filled with panic.
There was a huff above him, and he looked up to amused eyes, only to yelp when his surroundings spun as he was suddenly upside down. His eyes were level with Hisoka stomach, and he tilted his head down—up?—to see Hisoka's hand holding the strand of bungee gum, with him attached.
All the blood was rushing to Rin's head from his new position, but he still heard Hisoka say, "I win."
Someone—it sounded like the announcer—said something, but Hisoka was already moving toward the stairs, with Rin still hanging from his hand.
Rin groaned and tried not to be sick from the swaying motion. "Put me down!"
Hisoka hummed non-committedly but set Rin back on his feet, only to suddenly throw Rin over his shoulder the next moment. Rin gave up at that point, going limp and focusing on keeping his stomach contents where they were supposed to be as they travelled back to the hotel.
When Hisoka set Rin down in their hotel room, Rin immediately rushed to the bathroom to grab the first aid-kit.
As he came back out, he leveled Hisoka with a hard look and pointed at the table and chairs in the room. "Sit."
Hisoka did as told, for once, automatically holding out his arms as soon as Rin got closer. The cuts were only bleeding sluggishly, having slowed down as they made their way back. It really shouldn't have surprised Rin that Hisoka would see a strong attack and want to take it head on, and it really, really shouldn't have surprised him that Hisoka would be able to. It was just...Rin had seen what that attack could do before when he was practising, and it left trees in tiny pieces.
Rin tied off the last of the bandages, and as he closed the lid of the first aid-kit, the full weight of what he had agreed to slammed into him.
He stiffened, staring down at the floor and refusing to meet Hisoka's eyes.
Something Hisoka apparently didn't like because a thin, deadly finger curled under his chin and tilted his head up. "Having second thoughts?" His face was expressionless, giving nothing away about what he thought, but Rin would have to be blind not to see the lust.
It cemented something in Rin, and he shoved the anxiety away to the furthest corner of his mind.
Rin smiled warmly, a smile he hoped showed everything he wanted Hisoka to see. "I want this," he said quietly, but no less honest.
"Hmm~" Arms were suddenly wrapping themselves around Rin's waist and lifting him in the air, making him squeak as he grabbed onto Hisoka's shoulders to steady himself. He was thrown unceremoniously onto the bed, and before he could so much as move, Hisoka was already climbing on top of him.
His cheeks were hot as he peered up at Hisoka through his eyelashes, suddenly feeling shy. The feeling quickly disappeared, however, when warm lips captured his own, and he melted into the kiss. Hisoka's mouth still tasted like peppermint and chocolate—the desert he had at the restaurant—so Rin took his time savoring the other, moaning as Hisoka curled his tongue around his.
Vaguely, he could feel one hand trail down his side, stopping as it got to the bottom of his shirt, and he jerked back with a gasp when Hisoka placed his hand flat on Rin's bare stomach. Hisoka took the chance to dart forward and place a searing kiss on Rin neck, right over the scar, so Rin tilted his head to the side, giving him more access, and closed his eyes with a hum. The hand not on his stomach tugged at his shirt, so he arched his back and helped Hisoka pull it off him.
The sudden brush of cold air made him shiver slightly, but it was quickly replaced by the heat of Hisoka's hands, and Rin felt the smirk pressed against his neck as the other wasted no time in exploring the newly revealed skin, hands running along his sides and over his chest. He let out a breathy moan as one brushed over his nipple, and mentally cursed himself for it because Hisoka pulled back with an absolutely devious look.
That was all the warning he got before lips wrapped themselves around one. He twitched, groaning loudly, and tried to arch up into that delicious mouth, but one hand pressed him firmly back onto the mattress. He whined, tugging helplessly at the hand, but all that gained him was a sharp nip in warning.
Rin wanted to snarl, but instead, he writhed against Hisoka, one hand pressed tightly to his mouth to try and quiet his whimpers as a warm, wet tongue wrapped around his nipple. It was a feeling he was not used to but one he was definitely enjoying.
Hisoka pulled back with an obscene pop, licking his lips as he stared down at Rin hungrily.
Rin reached up and tugged on Hisoka's shirt before he could lunge forward again, gasping, "Too many clothes."
The corner of Hisoka's mouth twitched, then he was suddenly ripping off his shirt, leaving him as bare as Rin was at the moment—which was still not enough, in his opinion.
Rin's hands came up, fingers following the hard curve of Hisoka's abs and running over the course hair disappearing further south, and felt his face turn red with renewed heat. The blush only grew worse when Hisoka tugged on the waistband of Rin's pants, sliding them down inch by agonizing inch. Hisoka flung them somewhere off to the side, where Rin heard them land with a quiet thumb, but all he could focus on was warm hands leaving trails of fire up his thigh, stopping just below the underwear still covering him. He opened his mouth, to beg, to yell, Rin wasn't sure, but he didn't get the chance as Hisoka ripped them off, finally, finally allowing his member to be free.
His eyes widened as he cried, "Oh god!" Hips jerking automatically as Hisoka wrapped a hand around him without any warning.
The hand tightened, squeezing him until he thought he was going to explode. "Just Hisoka is fine~"
Rin cried out again, clutching at the sheets and trying to stay sane as Hisoka slowly unravelled him, then the hand pulled away, leaving him panting and red-faced. He cracked open his eyes, about to ask what was wrong, only for the words to get lodged in his throat as Hisoka stepped out of his pants with the same grace he always had.
Rin had only caught a glimpse of Hisoka naked before, and the sheer size of his erection straining between his legs had excitement and fear shooting through Rin's chest.
Oh god, he's going to kill, he thought hysterically.
He was shaking, he knew he was shaking, but he couldn't stop. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, but it came rushing right back out when Hisoka laid on top of him. The feeling of skin on skin, nothing between them, had him moaning into the side of Hisoka's neck.
His hands twitched with the urge to cover himself, suddenly feeling self-conscious under the heavy weight of Hisoka's gaze. A feeling that quickly disappeared as Hisoka captured his lips again and ground down. It pulled another breathless moan from him, and he wrapped his arms around Hisoka's neck, pulling him impossibly closer. It was almost enough for him to miss a hand trailing down his thigh, until a finger rubbed against his hole.
A wave of anxiety crashed over him, breaking through the arousal that had clouded his mind. What if I'm not any good? What if he's disappointed? What if-
A sharp nip on his bottom lip, hard enough to draw blood, broke him from the panic that was slowly taking over. "Stop."
Rin sucked in a deep breath, wondering when he had even started holding it, and met Hisoka's eyes. The sheer fire in them seemed to burn away the remaining fear in Rin's chest, and he relaxed his muscles that he didn't even realize he had tensed.
Hisoka lapped at the blood that dripped down Rin's chin, smirking in that self-confident way that just screamed Hisoka. "Stop thinking. Just give yourself over to me, little kitten~"
Hisoka made it sound so simple, but...maybe it was.
Rin nodded and used the arms still linked around Hisoka's neck to draw him into another kiss. The motion was soothing in its familiarity, and it helped calm his racing heart. Rin tried not to jump when the finger teased his hole, not quite pushing in but giving little hints of pressure that were slowly making Rin crave more, which was probably what Hisoka was aiming for if the widening grin against his lips said anything. Rin would probably be annoyed that Hisoka was so good at playing him later when he could actually think more clearly, but for now, Rin was going to enjoy himself.
The finger turned more daring, the tip of it finally pushing past the rim, and it had Rin gasping, both from the oddness of it and the spike of pleasure it sent through his stomach. It took all he had not to push down on the finger, and he felt the strenuous hold he had on his restraint snap as the finger curled. He cried out, jerking beneath Hisoka as the man chuckled.
"Found it~"
Hisoka pulled the finger out until the tip just barely remained inside, then slammed it back in on the same spot. Rin clutched at Hisoka, head tilting back as gasps and moans fell from his mouth. The pressure increased as a second finger was added, but the discomfort was pushed away as Hisoka's free hand pinched one of his nipples. Rin was practically shivering when a third joined the first two, and he almost came right then when a hand grasped his erection, jerking it in time with the thrusts of the fingers.
Rin clawed at Hisoka's arm. "H-Hisoka, I'm g-going to-"
He almost sobbed as the hand pulled away, his hips raising to try and follow it.
Lips trailed up his neck until they reached his ear. "Tell me what you want~" Hisoka purred.
Rin shifted, trying to find some type of friction, but even the fingers had stilled.
"Y-You...I w-want you." When the fingers still didn't move, Rin gasped out. "Please, Hisoka."
The fingers pulled out, and Rin let out a whine. He heard rustling and opened his eyes in time to see Hisoka pull out a bottle from the nightstand. He watched as the other poured some of it over his fingers and barely had time to gasp before they were shoved back in. The feeling was different now, the thrusts smoother, each one making a slick sound as they entered him. It made his cock twitch, and he reached down to grab it, but a hand pushed his away. He tried to glower at Hisoka, but the man simply stared down at him heatedly as he poured more liquid on his hand and rubbed it onto his own cock.
Rin yelped as his hips were yanked upward, wrapping his legs around Hisoka's waist automatically. The new position left Hisoka's member pressed between the cleft of Rin's cheeks, and Rin's face so hot that he almost felt like he was going to pass out. He tightened and relaxed his legs in anticipation, sucking in a sharp breath as he felt the tip press against his hole. Hisoka started to push in slowly, and all Rin could feel was pain. A sharp, stabbing pain that seemed to rip straight through him, tearing him in half. Even as he cried out, clawing at Hisoka's back, the man continued to push in until his balls were pressed against Rin's cheeks.
Rin squeezed his eyes shut as tears pricked them and drew in a shaking breath, forcing his body to remain still.
Hisoka shifted, and Rin flinched, shaking his head frantically. "W-Wait!" he pleaded, chest heaving as he tried to regain control.
He could feel Hisoka's chest brush against his as he leaned forward, then felt lips press against his eyes. Rin cracked them open, staring blearily at Hisoka as the other's eyes flicked across his face. The look in them wasn't exactly worry, but it was the closest thing Rin had ever seen Hisoka get, and it had warmth shooting through his chest.
Rin blinked away the tears and tentatively wiggled his hips. He winced. There was still pain, but it wasn't nearly as bad, so he nodded his head.
"Okay."
That was all Hisoka needed, apparently, because in the next second he pulled out and slammed back in.
Rin whimpered at the slight pain that coursed through him, one that slowly turned into a groan as pleasure started to overshadow it. The fingers were nothing compared to this. The sheer warmth alone had him mewling, making him crave for more, wanting Hisoka deeper inside him, filling him until he couldn't possibly take anymore. Rin might have accidentally said so out-loud because Hisoka let out an animalistic growl and snapped his hips forward so hard it had Rin screaming, white overtaking his vision as he gasped for breath. Hisoka growled again and angled his hips, hitting the same spot with every thrust, leaving Rin a whimpering mess as he thrashed against the bed. Rin tightened his legs, trying to meet each thrust that pounded into him, trying to pull Hisoka even further into him. He could feel the knot in his stomach curl tighter.
"P-Please...I-I want to-" He moaned, arching his back off the mattress, feeling the delicious waves of pleasure increase until-
A hand wrapped around his erection tightly, cutting off any hint of release and making him sob. He writhed as Hisoka pounded relentlessly into that same spot, the wet, slapping sound of skin against skin filling the room as his hips jerked helplessly, the knot growing tighter and tighter but unable to do anything about it. Fresh tears trailed down his cheeks as the frustration grew.
Just when Rin thought he was going to go crazy, Hisoka leaned down and licked the shell of his ear, whispering, "Beg for it~"
The words barely registered in Rin's mind, but the promise of release was enough to break through the painful haze.
"Please, Hisoka..."
"What~"
Rin whined breathlessly, meeting burning gold as he said, "Please let me come."
The eyes turned even darker, and Hisoka purred, "With pleasure~"
The hand loosened, then yanked Rin's weeping cock in time with his thrusts, dragging a scream from Rin's throat and bringing him to the brink of release. His entire body shuddered as his vision went black, mouth opening in a soundless cry as he came. He clamped down on Hisoka instinctually, riding out his climax as the other continued to pound into him. Both the sound of Rin and the increased pressure seemed to be too much because Hisoka's hips jerked erratically before he lunged forward to clamp down on Rin's neck, filling him with heat. Rin moaned weakly, barely even feeling the pain and just laying there limply.
Hisoka pulled back, licking the wound as he went, and stared down at Rin with an all too satisfied expression. He looked like the cat who got the cream and the canary.
Hisoka turned them so they were both laying on their side, and only then did he pull out with a wet sound, making Rin hiss. Even despite the discomfort, Rin couldn't stop his lips from pulling up into a warm smile as he stared sleepily at the other man.
He felt content.
Hisoka's eyes lit up with something, but it was gone before Rin could identify it, then the man was wrapping his arms around Rin's waist and dragging him closer, burying his face in ebony strands. Rin huffed out a tired laugh and pressed his forehead against Hisoka's throat, somehow going even limper.
He was almost asleep when Hisoka decided to break the silence.
"The day's not over yet~"
Oh god, he really is trying to kill me…
I only have one more chapter in my outline, so if you have any suggestions I'd be happy to hear them. I know a bunch of you want me to write the Chimera Ant Arc, but I'm still leaning towards not including it. It was my least favorite arc out of the whole series, and I'm even sure how I would include Hisoka in it since he doesn't show up once the entire time. I'd rather it not seem forced.