DISCLAMER: HUNTER X HUNTER AND ITS CHARACTERS ARE NOT MINE.

I revoke my vow! Yey! I want to write yaoi for now so please forgive me, ne? Uh, must be the influence of the songs I listen to. Notice that the speaker was changed to first person singular. I do love the POV style so I'll switch on it for a while, okai? Forgive me for the inconvenience, ne…

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Illumi POV

I wonder why I pulled him as I ran. He looked confused. But as if he gave in to my foolishness, he permitted me to grab his wrist as our feet speeded out of his office, then down the long flights of stairs, and out of the building at last. Hey, why haven't I thought about the elevator? Hn, forget it. We were already on the street anyway.

The sun was high on the skies of York Shin when I finally released him from my firm grip. I stood right there on that asphalted place underneath the lightless street lamp. I stared at him. He looked so sad and pensive. I didn't know why but I wanted to know the cause of that unusual loneliness in his eyes. But should I ask him about it? Should I?

"Mr. Zaoldyeck," he addressed to me as formally as ever. "We are already out of the premises of SGR Foods Incorporated as of this moment. Can you now please explain the exact reason why you broke into my office and pulled me out?"

I sighed. Alright, alright. The usual formalities again. I displayed my poker face once more and returned his cold gaze. "Can we speak later, Mr. Rushifuru?" I said in a very emotionless tone. "It's quite improper and imprudent to impart delicate matters on the roadside."

I wanted to smack myself for uttering such words. What important thing am I going to tell him anyway? All nonsense, I bet. For sure I have disturbed him and he had every right in the world to get angry at me. But I never saw at least a bit of annoyance in him. There's that loneliness instead…still carved on his sweet face.

He blinked. His thick long lashes covered those black rounded irises for a while as his one-length hair went flowing smoothly with the cool gush of wind which passed and vanished. Then he looked at me. "If that is the case, shall we proceed then to a more convenient place where we can discuss those important matters you are talking about?"

I nodded happily but I never showed that joy then. "Absolutely. This way please," I replied.

I wanted to lead him by the hand. Oh, what foolishness! If I were to hold his hand, what reason am I going to shield myself with? I knew I don't have at least one alibi for defense. I wanted to shake my head but I opted not to do so. I wanted to avoid any sort of inquiry as possible.

We walked aimlessly, I say aimlessly for I didn't really know where am I going to take him. I was waiting for a violent reaction on his part but I failed. He never said anything. He did not even complain. I sighed and continued to walk without a sense of direction. But it was as if my feet developed a mind of its own. Little did I notice that we landed right into the very house I have purchased when I ran away from home and became his internal auditor at SGR.

He fidgeted. "N-Ne! W-what are…what are we…uh, why are we…well, I—"

"Mr. Rushifuru," I said trying to ignore his stammering voice. "Can you please sit down for a while so that we can discuss about those matters as efficiently as possible?"

"Y-yes, of course," he said lowering his body to that very sofa where I did that horrible crime to him. Well, it wasn't really that horrible. I just kissed him. And his lips felt and tasted really good.

Hey! I reprimanded myself. What am I thinking? I was supposed to be head-over-heels in love with my supposed-to-be-love-interest Feitan! Well, I thought again, why should I remain on this same ground trying to grasp someone unreachable? Besides, that jerk never loved me at all. He even buried me alive without saying a word.

"M-Mr. Zaoldyeck," he said, "I guess we we need to talk really fast now, ne? I-I have…I-I-I h-have—have a—an—a very important meeting today…" he said obviously nervous.

I looked at him and stared particularly on his stammering lips. My… How stupid am I not to notice such beautiful lips before… I wanted to shake my head and return to that formal conversation. But before I knew it, I have already bent over him and sealed those lips with mine. Why, he tasted really good... Ah, I'd give up everything in the world just to have him like this again. Ne, where did I get that one? Hmm… I don't know. And I don't care.

I pushed with my weight as I sat on his lap. My… I don't give a damn if my father would severe my head from my neck. What I wanted was to have this man underneath my body. To possess him. To be one with him. I didn't care at all if it was noon and if his hair was shining so perfectly with the rays of broad daylight. I simply wanted him. I do want him.

My palms went stoking his face as my mouth savored the warm sweetness of his tongue. He was just so...delicious at that... My hands roamed over his body. Touched him. Felt every inch of him. Ah, if he would sue me of rape, then I'll be glad to be imprisoned. Because I'd surely sneak out to rape him again.

I finally released him from the kiss and buried my head on his neck sucking and licking him like crazy. Oh, come on. Let all formalities be gone. If this act of mine is ought to be called unethical, let it be. I heard him sigh. Did I make him feel hot? i wanted to laugh at such thought. But if I did, it would be my pleasure to make him satisfied.

I lifted my head and kissed his face once more--his eyes, his forehead, his nose, his chin. Ah, I missed the sweetness of his mouth. I parted his lips with my tongue and took my entrance. Then I felt his fingers run through my hair. Somehow, I felt a sense of deja vu as he carried on fondling my hair. A scene flashbacked onto my mind. It was on this same place, this sofa, this same position--his head resting on the seat's soft support, his body pinned down by my legs, his lips sealed with mine, his hands caressing my long tresses.

I released his mouth once more and tilted my head to catch a glimpse of his beautiful face. "Getting redundant, are we?" I whispered.

His once closed eyes opened slowly. "Eh? What sort of redundancy was that?" he whispered back.

"Nothing," I said. And I pressed my lips to his once more. Gently this time. "Hey, I think it's a little difficult here."

"What makes you think so?" he asked.

I stood up and pulled him gently and led him towards my bedroom. A pity my keys are nowhere... I kicked the door impatiently that it cracked and broke to pieces. I ignored it anyway. I pushed him right into that bed and pinned him down. "There. We're a little more comfortable now," I said.

He smiled at me. The hidden fire inside me blazed like hell. And I didn't know how I did it but I saw his clothes slip away through my fingers till not a thing was left...not even his underwear. And I noticed that my clothes were gone too. "Hmm... You're naughty..." I told him.

"Naughty what..?" he asked rather innocently.

"Nothing," I said. Then I went down to his chest and suckled on a nipple. My... I never thought he was the main reason why I flew all the way from Maraspura to York Shin. I never realized it back then till I saw him standing by the window of his office looking at the heavens as if waiting for me to come back to him. Of course I do not want to dwell on such illusions. I may as well break my heart again. I raised my head again and rested in on his collarbone. "Ne, what do you think is the main reason why I can't get close to Fei though I desire him so badly?" I asked.

"What?" he asked back.

"Because he's not you," I replied honestly. I couldn't understand why I became so sincere. But isn't it nice to share one's true feelings for a while? And I wanted to dwell on such illusion that somebody loves me despite the harsh reality of my paternity as a Zaoldyeck. An assassin at that. And about to be married.

"W-What..?" he said fidgeting. Hmm... I thought he was surprised by the flow of my corny, insensible words. But let that all go. "N-ne, w-what about--what about the--the--the--the important matter you are going to disclose today?"

I catched his lips with mine once more. "Ah yes, yes," I said remembering my foolish alibi. "Well, can I have you tonight?" I asked. I know that such vulgarity would mean a risk. But I do trust him. He was my friend and I know he won't deny me of my needs and wants.

"W-What..?" he said feign surprised. "It's still noon..."

"Er, can I have you now then?" I rephrased.

"W-well," he said still fidgeting again and again. "Y-You took off all my clothes and--and I took yours off too so I guess--I-I guess--I-I guess--"

"Thanks." Then I kissed him all over again. "Can you please turn your back?"

"W-What..?"

"Turn around, I mean..."

"W-What? I-I-"

I turned him myself. "That's better."

"'N-ne," he said like a complaining child, "I thought I'm on top."

"Nuh-uh, let me," I said in a faint whisper. "Don't worry. I'd let you later."

"R-Right..."

Oh my... I can't take it anymore. I entered him. I heard him sigh. Pushed myself harder. He sighed once more. I wanted to assess myself. Why were my instincts telling me to kiss him and ravish his body? I couldn't understand it all. I couldn't. It was my first time to have relations with a man. But by simply looking at the way he moaned, I could tell that I did it efficiently. We went faster. Faster like there's no tomorrow. Nah... I've never understood why or how it happened between us. Maybe it was the thing they call fate. Destiny. Ah, I don't care at all. I want him. "Again."

I heard the ticking of the clock but I simply ignored it. I never cared about the passing time. Well, if time is gold, then time spent with him is diamond.

Hours slipped by. The sun finally finally sank into the clouds. The face of the sky darkened from pink to orange to red to indigo then black. The moon shone above replacing tha solar splendor which once ruled the heavens.

"Hey..." he said catching for breath. "When will you let me be on top..?" he asked. A useless question at that. Hmm... How could it be useless? I might be a matter of life and death on his part.

"Later..." I replied. I pressed my lips to his once more as my ahnds went strolling over his open legs. Gosh... My desire for him did not wane at all. I wanted to have him again...and again...and again...and again...again. Heavens... He's getting sweeter and sweeter everytime I kiss him. I bet the Law of Diminishing Marginal Utility won't work on us. Not at all...

I entered him again. And again. And again. It was indescribable. Exhilirating perhaps? Ah, no. More than that. I relealsed his mouth and showered tiny kisses on his neck.

"I love you..." he whispered. Was it an illusion? Ah, if it were so, then I would gladly be victimized by such error of perception.

"I love you too..." I whispered back.