A/N: foreverellen, thanks for adding my story to your favorites and following :)
laxusdrayer2324: Kouhai-chan, thank you for reviewing all the time XD. Poor Luna is Hisoka's source of amusement. Orion, on the other hand, probably wouldn't laugh if he knew she could hear. And don't worry. If they don't do anything about their bloodlust, the next few chapters would be boring.
Exactly how long was their contract supposed to last? A month? Two? Half a year? Because Luna was quite sure that Hisoka wanted to leave, and to kill their employer on his way out.
Kaido wasn't happy with Hisoka either, since he hadn't participated in any of the fights. It was like he was paying Hisoka to sit around and do nothing, even if the employer hadn't paid either of them a single cent yet.
Kaido had promised them plenty of strong people to kill. And yet not a single person had attacked Kaido's mansion in the six and a half months they had been there. Well, technically there had been a bunch of people, but considering that the normal guards dealt with them easily, those did not count. Luna usually could entertain herself with training her own body and training Orion, but with Hisoka sending her undecipherable looks, she felt more and more on edge as time passed.
Currently she could not tell if he wanted to bed her or fight her, and that was a problem. With his mind torn between the two ideas, he was more likely to combine them and put her in a lot of pain. Don't get her wrong, she didn't mind pain, and had a high tolerance compared to most of the human population. However getting injured for fun was not her idea of a good time.
With a slight frown and no smile on his face, Hisoka go to his feet and moved towards the door. Orion's head shot up in alarm at the scent Hisoka radiated, and Luna shifted with a miniscule frown.
"Hisoka?"
"Kaido," Hisoka replied vaguely.
Her suspicions were confirmed. Luna quickly got to her feet to chase after the Joker. Even if she didn't know what he was going to do, or even whether she was going to stop him or help him, she felt like she at least needed to follow just in case she needed to do something.
It took Luna a few moments of trailing after Hisoka to realize that lazy cat had gone back to sleep in their room, and had opted out of following them. Her frown deepened. Once she got access to a computer, she needed to do some research on the panteron. Until now she had been treating Orion like a predatory cat—feeding him meat, fish, and milk—and training him in nen. But panterons, if she was correct, were also part dragon. She needed to see if they needed as much sleep as Orion seemed to want, or if he was just being lazy.
But she didn't have much time to ponder the issue, because Hisoka halted for a moment, cocking his head at the door as if deciding between bursting in and killing everyone, or trying to talk first.
By the time Luna bumped into his back, so lost in thought that she hadn't noticed him stop, he had decided.
Hisoka didn't even spare a glance at the two guards by Kaido's door before he barged into his office without knocking. Kaido jumped at the noise, his eyes wide. The guards, suddenly realizing what Hisoka had done, took a few steps towards Hisoka with menacing expressions on their faces, only to be completely ignored.
Needless to say, nobody except Hisoka noticed Luna's presence.
"Hisoka? What?" Kaido asked, more irritated than anything else at the interruption.
He had been in the middle of paperwork, and it was impossible to concentrate even in the quiet. He had no doubt that after Hisoka said what he came to say, Kaido's ability to concentrate would plummet further, probably even disappear. Yet, the man didn't look like he would leave anytime soon, so reluctantly Kaido set down his pen and sighed.
"What is it?" Kaido asked.
"I'm bored," Hisoka shrugged, a small smile on his relaxed expression.
Luna tensed. She saw the menacing glint in the golden eyes that were slightly too narrowed, the tightness of his smile, the flash of white dancing through Hisoka's fingers. But Kaido didn't notice, couldn't tell the difference between Hisoka's smiles. All he saw was a petulant child looking for attention or new toys, and it further annoyed him.
"Find entertainment, then," Kaido said dismissively.
The businessman turned back to his paperwork, thinking the clear dismissal would be enough to make Hisoka turn on his heel and leave like all his maids and other guards did, but when he peeked up again, the man still stood there, now with a hand on his hip. Kaido raised an eyebrow at the red haired jester. The smile had vanished from Hisoka's face.
"You said there would be strong opponents," Hisoka said, his voice quiet. "Find me one."
Kaido jolted, eyes widening. For the first time he felt terrified of the man he recruited from Heaven's Arena. He had the feeling that the contract wasn't enough, that the man didn't care about the amount of money Kaido could offer. He could offer Hisoka everything he owned, and Hisoka would still walk away. Worse yet, Hisoka would probably kill him for failing to keep him entertained.
The businessman's eyes, for the first time, flicked towards Luna and actually saw her. His lips pressed tightly together. She was Hisoka's bed mate, girlfriend, whore, something, right? Why couldn't she entertain him? That was the only reason he allowed Hisoka to bring her along.
Kaido glanced back down at his paperwork, and put down his pen for the final time that day. He wouldn't get any more work done. He drummed his fingers on the table, a frown creasing his forehead. He had promised Hisoka strong opponents. And since none had come, he had to find strong opponents.
And then it hit him.
It had been a long time since Kaido had entered that establishment. Years ago he had been young and newly rich, willing to spend money on frivolities. Only when the full weight of the responsibilities that came with owning a corporation hit him did he finally settle down to work seriously and begin to earn more and more money. He worked like a madman, it got him to where he was today, and he wasn't going to stop any time soon. He would not even allow death to get in his way, which was why he hired Hisoka.
That move would become the biggest mistake of his life if he didn't do something to remove the peeved look from the magician's face.
"There is a place similar to Heaven's Arena, but at the same time, quite different," Kaido began. Hisoka didn't smile, didn't relax. But an eyebrow rose slightly, enough for Kaido to gain some confidence and continue, "Have you heard of underground fight clubs?"
"They belong to the mafia, and only exclusive members are allowed to enter," Hisoka answered.
Luna raised an eyebrow. If she knew Hisoka he had probably participated a few times. For him to still be interested, it meant the fighters there were of a decent level. Or he could have been so bored that he needed some blood, any blood.
She almost pouted. He could have gone to her before his bloodlust got to that stage. She would have fought him, even if the first time she had done so resulted in multiple broken bones and several new scars. Out of the five scars she now had on her body, only the two on her back were from her childhood, a mission that had gone wrong. The other three were from Hisoka.
But she had no doubt that if he had fought her, considering that he had gotten no action in over six months, he would not have left it at broken bones and gaping wounds. He would have killed her. The thought made her feel sick. It wasn't the idea of dying, even at Hisoka's hands. Assassins, hunters, and the Ryoudan all lived with one foot in the grave. She was taught to think of herself as a living dead person, and not to fear death since she was friends with it. No, what made her feel sick was how much weaker she was compared to Hisoka.
"I can get you in," Kaido said.
"Oh?" Hisoka all but purred, his lips curling upwards.
"I have a membership in a nearby club. They advertise powerful opponents, including hunters who have lost their license," Kaido said.
Hisoka's chest rumbled in a low chuckle. "Then we go there."
"Of course," Kaido said smoothly, as if everything was his idea. "Shall we?"
