When passion meets inspiration, an obsession is born...

The first thing sinea noticed when she awoke was the sensation for fingers running though her hair. she didn't move, basing in the warmth the strangely familiar hand and body was providing her. the motion so soothing that she slowly drifted back to the land of sleep.

She was much more awake the second time she awoke in the stranger's bed. Slowly she prized her eyes open trying to make out the room in the gloom. There was a flash of gold before the familiar warmth settled beside her again. "looks like the princess has finally awoken~" a voice purred.

A voice she hadn't heard in such a long time.

"I'm still mad at you" she muttered slowly letting her eyes drift shut and body relax into the covers.

"I was curious" she could hear the pout on his voice.

"curiously killed the cat"

"and satisfaction brought it back"

She flittered her eyes open watching, studying the figure sat on the edge of the bed she was sleeping in. "Still..." she spoke softly, sitting up in the bed, "it was reckless with some of the people I care for nearby hisoka"

The red head grinned, "Don't worry I made sure we weren't near anyone important~" the grin turned Cheshire like at his own statement.

She glared half-heartedly at the man, before her heterochromia eyes scanned the room. "where am I?"

"Zeno picked you up on his last job~ since you passed out on the journey, they set you up in one of the guest rooms"

"the ants?"

"All dead I believe~"

"my masterpiece?" she questioned the man before her.

"I heard it being transported by the hunter association to your gallery after someone tried to destroy it, unsuccessfully I might add, however I'm not quite sure."

"Where you looking for me?" the question seemed simple yet hisoka paused a moment before answering. Instead of his attention being on her like it had been for the previous answer his glaze drifted to the cards appearing in his hands.

"I may have been checked up on you once or twice before hearing about the little ants~"

"you would have liked some of them. Some were very strong"

"Aha~ shame they are all dead now"

The pair drifted into silence, hisoka playing with his cards, sinea watching the painted face of the male. Her heart filled with warmth despite being angry at him causing her madness to go wild she just couldn't help being drawn to his nen, to his golden eyes.

It drove her mad.

she wanted to make him her in every way – to claim her as her own, but she was unsure how to go about it. Remembering her time in the asylum where showing her obsessions her passion drawing the wrong conclusions. But she couldn't help being draw to him. Like a moth to the flame. His presence was just the brightness star in the night sky and she wanted it all to herself.

She shifted in the bed, pushing away the covered before getting to her feet, only to discover someone her changed her clothes, her little book no longer attached to her side. She must have really been out of it if someone had taken it without her noticed or someone her subconscious truly wanted had taken it... Instead her of her usually clothes she now wore a large oversized shirt that smelt familiar...

She blinked out of her thinking state - searching for her little book. Only to discover it in the hands of hisoka. "looking for something?" he smirked at her expression.

"give it here hisoka"

"come and get it~" the man purred waving the book at her.

Sinea sighed before crawling across the bed to grab it only for hisoka to move the book further out her reach. She was completely oblivious to how her actions would look towards an outsider, or even hisoka as she leant against the man's frame her attention focus solely on her book.

Hisoka couldn't help the smirk appeared on his painted lips as he looked down at the women, an arm wrapping around her waist as he pulled her even closer.

"what are you doing hisoka?"

"I have a proposition"

She frowned, studying the man's face. Which she realised was extremely close to her own but she was unable to move away due to the arm holding her waist in place. Hisoka took her silence as a que to continued. "how are you at painting still life?"

"excellent why?"

"and how are you at drawing moving bodies?" he asked ignoring her question.

She stared at an him for a moment internally wondering where all this was going. "you've seen my work what do you think?"

"well I want a piece of us" he grinned, golden eyes glowing slightly in the light.

"of us?" she questioned, why would he want a piece with her in it?

"yes, of us~" she blinked as a finger trance her jawline before he gripped it, softly turning it to the side showing her a view of the full-length mirror. It was floor length as well as half the bed width wide. She took in the image of her half straddled across hisoka lap, the shirt had risen up showing off her underwear. "but~" hisoka whispered in her ear, causing the forming blush to intensity as her eyes locked onto hisoka golden ones in the mirror.

She could feel the Goosebumps growing along her skin as she felt hisoka lips part - his breath caressing her skin as he spoke. "I'm going to do things like this~" the man purred as he planted a small kiss on her neck.

Her breath hitched. As she watched him in the mirror kissing the crook of her neck, unable to turn away due to the grip on her jaw. "and this~" he purred again, locking eye contact in the mirror as hand drifted along her thigh and griped her but pulling her more onto his lap.

She would feel the pressure against her thighs from his own tent as he pulled her even more close – not one breaking the eye contact in the mirror. "what do you say? ~" the man purred. "do you accept the idea?"

"I-I" she stuttered, completely unsure what to say. She knew what he was suggesting and had watched other do it for strange projects she had been roped into over the years but this... she never thought about doing it herself. Never felt the need to. It had never really appealed to her.

Hisoka leaned towards her ear at her hesitation. "I'm going to claim you as mine~" he purred his tone causing an almost permanent blush to appear against her cheeks reaching the tips of her ears. "and I want you to paint it~"

He was becoming her undoing.

"I will p-paint all of you" she muttered quietly.

"Good~" the red head chuckled before turning her in his lap. She was fully facing the mirror now one of hisoka arms resting between the valley of her chest while he held her jaw while the other one trance circles on her thigh.

"I look forward to seeing the masterpieces"

-x-

Sinea blinked warily, images flowing though her mind as the pass replayed itself. Hisoka was hers and she would not be giving it up anytime soon. If anyone tried hell would pay. She gripped her little book in her hand tightly as someone knocked on the door the pencil stopping just above the graphite filled page.

Shuffling over and opening the door she spotted Zeno. "hello," she greeted softly.

"good to see you are up" the man smiled. "I would like to arrange some work for you"

She nodded, "a family portrait if I remember correctly?"

"yes, would it be possible to do it without the whole family here?"

She thought for a moment before responding, "it depends on who. If its Killua who will be missing that will be find, I know his stature and have plenty of references."

"that will be fine. The rest would be here" Zeno nodded.

"I will need to go to my gallery beforehand however. I need to inform Sarah and pick up supplies. I do not have much on me at the moment"

"I see" a small frown pulled at his lips. "we shall arrange transport? How does that sound?"

"Prefect when shall we leave?"

"an hour tops"

To be continued...

hello all!

so i couldnt decided no weather i wanted it to happen or not... so im leading it up to ur imagation! XD

i was in half a mind to throw a overly hot can of soup and a lot of paint ;)

give us a shout if you understand that reference

sadly this story it slowly coming to an end... still unsure about how i should go about it. or how im going to paint the picture...

let us know what you think!

happy hunting xx