"Who said I haven't?" she responded before glaring at the dance floor, "that fucking twats messing with my target" she hissed before standing, taking it as her queue to leave the chaos behind.
She left her drink on the table, before leaving the Ryoden and disappearing on the dancefloor.
chapter 5
Kuroro watched as she disappeared into the crowd, he turned towards his Ryoden, "report"
Shalnart looked up from his phone, "on here is says Z, but her actually name is classified, and even with my hunter licenses level I can't get it. Home town and birth place are also unknown, she's been busy working as a blacklist hunter, though there mention of her being a spirit hunter as well. She's also fighting in the heaven's area, where she's won her all the fights she's par-taken in."
"So she's a good fighter?" Uvogin laughed.
"That's not all, all of her targets from the blacklist, haven't a signal mark on them and according to the post-mortem – they all died of fright, basically uncommon heart and brain failure and those that have come in alive…well there are completely broken mentally."
"Wait, she scared them to death?" sputtered Nobu, chocking on his drink. Uvogin slapped him across his back.
"How should we deal with her Danchou?" Machi asked, speaking up for the first time that night.
Kuroro thought for a moment, "leave her be, if she interferes we'll deal with her" he spoke coldly.
They all nodded in understanding, they were here on a job, no need to bring attention to themselves. Though Kuroro kept it to himself that she gave be a potential ally to them in the future.
"Where does he fine them? I swear Hisoka always fines fit ones" grumbled phinks after a moment.
Nobu laughed, "Your jealous cause Hisoka gets laid more than you do?"
Phinks cheeks redden slightly in the dim light, "what! No! I just thought she was cute in a dark creepy kind of way"
"Nah, too pale" commented uvogin, after downing his pint of beer.
"Anyone else is reminded by danchou when looking at her?" asked shizuku, looking at kuroro who raised an eyebrow at the question.
They all looked towards danchou before thinking,
"Nah…she doesn't"
"Well, maybe a little bit"
"She looks more like fetain, especially in the height department" phinks mumbled to nobu – earning a quick hit from fetain.
"Well I must say she's mine unless you want to take part in our little game?" the calculating voice drift from in front of the table.
Hisoka slipped into the empty seat next to kuroro, "where has she gone?" asked shalanart.
"Taking the dead man to the bounty office most likely, don't worry she be back" he pointed to the bottle, "she left her drink"
"What do you mean by game?" paku asked, catching onto the words.
Hisoka smiled, "oh you'll find out" paku frowned at Hisoka commented but didn't peruse it. The man wouldn't tell her anyway, even if she asked.
"You said she be back?" confirmed phinks.
"Oh yes" Hisoka responded pulling his cards out, shuttling the deck with slender fingers "she's quite attached to her drinks, though I've never seen her drunk, she's quite entertaining~ ah here she is now"
They watched as she strolled through the crowd towards them. She glared at Hisoka, dark eyes seemed to become an abyss as she walked closer. "Will you stop inferring with my targets, you're fucking annoying" she reached forward picking up the bottle from the table, "since my work done, I will leave you all to your spidery business"
She turned to walk away and suddenly found herself on Hisoka lap, the liquid sloshing in the bottle at the sudden movement caused by his bungee gum. "Watch the bloody drink, good whiskey this" she hissed in annoyance at the man.
She glared towards him, he had a delightful grin spread across his painted face; he was having way to much fun playing with her. "Let me fucking leave..." she hissed keeping a firm grip on the bottle, as the headache returned. If something didn't give she was going to snap.
"Now why would I do that?~" asked Hisoka a purr present in his gleeful voice.
"Because I have a fucking head splitting mirage that doesn't want to leave. And those fucking bastard are not fucking helping..." her voice turned into a growl as she glared at the red head.
"still, you can leave not yet…" he moved close, his mouth opening beside her ear the breath threatening to tickle her neck, "I want to see how long it takes for you to break~"
She growled at the red head, glaring at him. Why so this man so much effort to deal with? It took most of her effect to stay sane around him. She took another large swig of the bottle before sighing in defeat. "If you're not gonna let me fucking leave, can I sit on a fucking seat your laps uncomfortable as fuck, you dipshit" she hissed darkly at the man.
"Aww~ but I want to keep you here" he chuckled, rapping his arms around her waist.
Her mood darken as did the room around them. She was already pissed and this wasn't helping what so ever. The lights flickering as the world trembled, her voice was oddly calm as she spoke. "I am in no mood to play your games, Hisoka"
Said man grinned boarded, before picking her up off his lap and placing her in between himself and kuroro, like a child in between parents. Not yet, he couldn't kill her just yet. She was too much fun.
God she wanted to kill him, though she needed to do it in a way that in death he couldn't annoy her.
"You two going out?" asked an astonishment nobu.
"Going out? With who?" she asked confused. Besides her Hisoka grinning.
"With the Hisoka, of Couse" said shizuku.
She blinked for a moment, "who would want to go out with that fucking pervert? And what gave you that impression?"
"well, you weren't embarrassed when he pulled you into his lap and your flirting with each other like no tomorrow. Your full of sexual tension" responded nobu, who was also grinning.
Okay, now she was confused and she let the confusion show on her face. "You know embarrassment? Love? Flirting? That sort of thing"
She thought for a moment drinking, trying to figure out whether she had any information on any of those words…..nope, still knew the words however what they mean to her person she hadn't a clue. She had never felt such things, human emotion tends to leave you when you see the dead every day. You start to become a living corpse, still moving, still living but nothing really mattered.
"No, I don't know" she responded coldly after a small paused in thought.
The Ryoden all turned to her in shock, even kuroro gave her a glance. They looked at Hisoka, who was trying to contain his laugher. "Oh dear, sweet, Z~" he said chuckled gleefully. "You're such an interesting person"
Z glared at him, as he continued to speak, "like I mentioned your game, it seems that Z here holds no emotions par irritation, would you like to join in~" he leaded forward hand on his chin, "it be interesting and Z's the prize"
"Why the fuck am I the prize?" she grumbled, glaring at the male.
Hisoka ignored her, smiling at the Ryoden who were all thinking. "You can join whenever you want to, just let me know~" he purred, as she signed and took a long slip of the strong fierily liquid.
Damn Hisoka and his fucking games!
"Why do you only feel irritation?" asked paku curious about the girl.
God am I on a talk show or something, she thought sourly before responding. "Like Hisoka said I see ghosts, right here, I'm getting a bloody headache from them. Being around that jerk," she pointed towards Hisoka, "never helps my mood one bit"
She looked at their confused faces, and signed with an eye-roll. "okay imagine that you killed about hundred people?" they nodded as she explained, "about five percent of those will expect their death, so theirs about ninety-five ghosts trying and failing to haunt you, I see and hear, feel etc.. an extra ninety-fucking-five people on top of the normal world. It's quite demanding, and think that in real life you lot haven't kill a hundred fucking people, you lot have killed more, it's quite an overload of the senses all going thought one bloody person."
They nodded in understanding, well someone understood. "I don't get it…" Uvogin groaned holding his head trying to understand.
Nobu pattered his shoulder, "it's alright mate, its abit crazy"
"Isn't they away to get rid of them?" asked kuroro from besides her, earning the attention of everyone.
"You could die"
The group froze at her bored tone, before the female quickly added, "There's other ways too…." She drifted off in thought. she shrugged, "worth a try" if she didn't have to deal with the death whenever she met the troupe… and when she eventfully came round to fighting Hisoka, she may as well get the upper hand.
Before anyone could asked, she disappeared into a puff of dark smoke that lingered in the air.
"Really Hisoka? Where do you get her from?" asked phinks, who was watching the smoke with mild-interest.
The man just chuckled, bringing her to the Ryodan was a good decision. She was such an interesting toy. The dark smoke shifted beside them and Z rematerialized, holding something in her hand.
She was holding a piece of string and 12 beads. She took out her knife and carved a 'H' into the first bead, "put a bit of your nen into it" she ordered handing the bead to Hisoka, who did as instructed and watched Z as she took the bead back and blew onto it, the bead changing into a bubble gum pink colour.
"I hope you don't mind telling me your names, as you can see he's still alive so it won't harm you" she commented to the rest of the ryodan.
Hisoka chuckled, "I was your guinea pig? Well that's not fair"
"I done it before you twat" she commented dryly handing out the beads to the rest of the Ryodan, Hisoka watched.
After blowing on the final one, she started to thread them onto the string before festening it around her thin wrist. Keeping the beads in place with little knots.
Hisoka's was pink, shizuku's was a cream colour, franklin's was pastal grey, paku's was pale green, machi was a purple, shalnart's was a baby blue, whereas phinks was sandy yellow. Next to his feitan's was a blood red, uvogin's was bright orange, nobu's was dark blue and finally kuroro was a pitch black. Each bead with the first letter of each name carved into it.
She signed and looked up, there was no noise, no chatter or a wisp of smoke about the heads of the Ryodan, some peace in the chaotic world. She took a slip of whiskey, and put the knife back into the folds of her coat. "What did you did?" inquired shalnart who was enjoy the information he was gaining.
"I trapped your vengeful spirits into the beads, now they won't irritate me anymore, and they shouldn't be able to haunt you thought to be honest none of you lot cared about the dead anyway" she partially told the truth.
They agreed in silent nodding, she lead back into the seat and silent slipped on the reminding contents of her drink. The Ryodan, now no longer caring that she was sat with them, talked in mild conversation, that on more than one occasion broke out into fights, which ended in a flip of coins. They were an interesting brunch Z thought to herself as she watched, her face in the mask of indifference, as the norm.
There was a vibration in her pocket and she glanced down and frowned. She took out the phone not noticing that the pair beside her were now watching her with curious eyes. The phone continued to vibrate, her eyes narrowed at the number presented on the screen.
She paused, then dismantled the phone. She was in no mood to speak to the caller. Hisoka raised an eyebrow, as she placed the different phone parts on the table before downing the last of the whiskey.
She stretched like a cat, back arching as she mutter, "club such be closing about now, thank fuck for that"
She picked up the dismantled phones parts and started to place the pieces back together. Unfortunately she still needed the damn thing. She also would have to deal with the phone call later, as she shoved her hand into her pockets with a new assembled phone, the music drifted to a stop and the lights filling lit up.
The group stood and left the bar, "see ya Z!" called phinks, who was slowly becoming way to friendly with her, "nice meeting you and we will probably never see you again!"
"Hopefully never again" she mutter dryly and turned away. But stopped, "Hisoka, you're going the wrong way"
"No~ I thought I would accompany you home! Since you moved on out of the area, it's been boring!" the man pouted behind her.
"Fuck off Hisoka, I moved out for a reason, you kept bloody breaking into my room" she turned towards him arms cross, a frown on her face.
The man chuckled, "that I did! I couldn't help myself dear"
"Now leave with your spider, I'm sure you have work to do" she eyed the man behind her, coat flaring out behind as she disappeared into the night.
"Ah~ she's going to be the death of me" muttered Hisoka with a hand on his face, one golden eye poking though watching her leave.
"She's right though we are here on a job" said nobu, as the Ryodan moved off down the street towards the rougher and emptied buildings.
"What's the job this time? It's been ages!" howled uvogin.
"A heist from Lord Jerrold Sacheverell, whose acquired some interesting and highly valuable artifacts"
A day later and it seems that Z had a new job, it was something different to what she was used to be never the less she was going to do it and this time the pay was different. She hated rich people, this guy was some lord who was getting her to work for him in exchange for a very, very special book.
Never the less she was annoyed with the man and her mood didn't improve when she got a phone call from her least favourite magician.
"Z~ how nice of you to pick up~" the man purred down the phone, how an earth he got the number she would never know, as for Hisoka he had just tricked poor innocent shalanart into doing him a favour, not that Z would never find out.
"How the fuck did you get this number?" she hissed.
"Not telling!" the man chuckled, she could tell he was having fun. Bloody bastard.
She signed, dreading to ask but asking anyway "then what do you want?"
"Care to meet me by the blue dragon? They do great oriental"
"Why Hisoka?" she muttered grimly.
"Because you will enjoy it~ they do good food and drink dear, Z"
"Fine" she agreed, "but refine from calling me again"
"Great! Meet at 6?"
"Fine" she hissed and hung up, Hisoka was planning something. This situation had screamed warming the psycho planning something! But she had to wait till 6 this evening to fine out, Bloody Nora, she was tried. She was in her new apartment, more precisely in her bed after leaving the club, she had dealt with her new boss for the time being come home, and had been about to go to sleep when Hisoka phone and it was hitting 9am, fuck kami… she was already annoyed with the red head and she hadn't even meet him yet.
She turned on the alarm and curled into bed, determine to sleep for the rest of the day.
to be continued...
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