Hisoka exited the mask shop, his mask secure on his face, before seeing a small pixie and a tall, dark-haired boy wave at a blonde girl who was logging out. As soon as she was offline, Hisoka tapped the dark haired boy on the shoulder.

The pixie looked rather scared as Kirito turned around. Upon seeing Hisoka's mask, he just smiled a warm, heartfelt smile. The two hugged, no words passing between them, despite the fact that Hisoka was bursting with questions as to their last meeting, but he held his tongue, just enjoying the moment. The pixie was looking wide-eyed from Kirito to Hisoka.

"Daddy? Who is this?" She asked, making Hisoka's heart stop as he looked from the small pixie to Kirito, who smiled, somewhat guiltily. He had noticed how similar they looked up close… Could it be?

"This, Yui, is Cleaver. He is one of the people I met in SAO." Hisoka bowed awkwardly, hoping the fear of Kirito's possible biological child didn't surface in his actions. This - of course - made Kirito laugh, a loud laugh that made Hisoka feel exceedingly stupid. "Cleaver, this is Yui. Asuna and I found her in the woods on Floor 22, since then, she has been our daughter." Yui smiled brightly, sitting of Kirito's shoulder. Hisoka laughed softly, bewildered at the sight - then why does she look so much like him… Those dark eyes… So much like Hisoka.

This thought made Hisoka smile, he thought of what his children with Kirito might look like, before his brain told him he was stupid, that Kirito and Asuna would have three beautiful girls with red hair and black eyes, which would have melodic voices and love VRMMORPGs.

Of course, no matter whom Hisoka had children with; they would all be short, dark eyed children, confused about their gender with no family on Hisoka's side. Every day they would wonder if they had a mother and a father or two fathers and have to go to school while their mother-or-father lay in a hospital bed, immersed in a world that would be obsolete in their time… Everything was always upgrading.

A little ping made Hisoka jump. It was a message.

"Hisoka, they're moving you to the long term ward. Don't worry, just letting you know, you don't have to log off. - Diabel." Hisoka muttered the words, smiling slightly at the use of the name, knowing at once it was the blue-haired nurse.

"Diabel… He was the one from Sword Art Online! He can't be alive! I… I… I… I saw him die!" Kirito whispered, making Hisoka laugh, softly, thinking more of the message than of his friend's dilemma.

"No, his sister is a nurse at my hospital… She and I keep in touch." He said, making Kirito stare.

"You're in a hospital!?" He cried, making Hisoka sigh, rolling his eyes - not that anyone could see. The feelings Hisoka had been locking out were pushing to the forefront of his mind, seeing the worried look Kirito gave him.

"Uh, yeah… The private one, long term care… Eighth floor if memory serves me correctly." Hisoka poked out his tongue a tad, thinking. Kirito, exasperated, sighs,

"Why are you in a hospital?" He take hold of Hisoka's shoulders, who leaps back, sword ready at the touch, before sighing,

"Kirito… My grandfather was a psychopath he broke my NerveGear and I passed out in the pieces. They found me and took me to the hospital. The cuts are infected and I have a concussion… It's more than that, though… I don't belong anywhere else. This is where I am happy. This is where I belong." Hisoka said, softly as he struggled to repress the pain that forced its way into his mind. That pain was mingling with an uncomfortable feeling of emotionally opening up to another person, something Hisoka didn't like doing as it meant relying on that person. He can't rely on people, not when he's not even comfortable touching them… Not since Mutsa and his Grandfather.

"Hisoka… You haven't logged out in about a week. I think he's telling the truth, daddy." Yui said, quietly, making Kirito gasp and wrenching Hisoka from his thoughts. Not that it helped. Hisoka couldn't stand to look at the pitying look he gave Hisoka, making Hisoka feel as though he could curl into a ball and cry.

"How have you been, Kirito?" Hisoka asked, his smile faltering. Kirito chewed his lip before smiling slight,

"Pretty good, I found a player to take me to the world tree." Hisoka nodded as Kirito talked, before Hisoka flicked through his inventory, bringing out two kabobs, offering one to Kirito. He nodded, smiling.

"The way out is up ahead, message me when you want to leave. I have to sort a few things out." Hisoka leapt into the air, the wings sprouting from his back. Kirito gasped softly, watching as Hisoka raised himself into the air, smiling at Kirito, before taking off.

"Diabel, are you still there? - Hisoka." Hisoka messaged, looking around. There were no other people in the air, but many were looking up at him. No messages appeared, so Hisoka zoomed around the edge of the town.

"Yes, what's up, H? - Diabel." The message was brief, but it made Hisoka smile.

"Thank you." Hisoka sent back, before seeing Kirito and his blonde friend talking near the exit, Kirito looking flustered - he must have said something stupid. Soon enough, looked like they were about to get going, Hisoka swooping down to join them. The blonde girl screamed,

"Leafa! Don't worry! That's Hisoka." Kirito smiled at Hisoka as he took Leafa's hand and said to Hisoka, "It will be quicker if we run, especially for you." He grinned, to which Hisoka laughed,

"Catch me if you can!" He cried, taking off as fast as his skill would allow, the scream of Leafa indicating that Kirito had also taken off, his feet pounding on the rock beneath.

"Uh, m-monster!" Leafa cried, to which Hisoka unsheathed Estranged Justice, Kirito's eyes went wide and he gave Hisoka a wide berth. Hisoka just ran in a straight line to the left of all of the animalistic monsters, large gorilla like things with helmets on their bloated and rather stupid faces, worn and dull batons in their lumbering, ham-like hands. He held his sword at arm's length, feeling the joy ripple through the blade, warming like a hot water bottle on the freezing mountains of Floor 55, as it was slicing the monsters in half, clearing a path for Kirito who was laughing joyfully as the animals burst into a thousand triangles - Hisoka had missed this.

"The exit!" Kirito cried, and Hisoka readied his wings, seeing the flash of light ahead, smiling as brightly as he could beneath his bleak mask, as he leapt out of the cave and into the streaming sunlight that was characteristic of ALfheim this weather cycle.

Not that any of that raced through Hisoka's head as he used Estranged Justice as a sort of rudder, preferring to glide (well, when it comes down to it, he preferred to walk). No matter, he was on another adventure with Kirito (and Leafa and Yui)…

Hisoka wondered if he would ever grow to hate Virtual Reality Multi Member Online Role Playing Games. Probably Not.