She turned on the alarm and curled into bed, determine to sleep for the rest of the day.
chapter 6
She turned up at the blue dragon just after six, at their supposed meeting time. As soon as she entered she spotted the red headed clown at the bar waiting for her, he turned as the door swung shut. He waved a grin spread wide across his painted face, "hi~"
She glared at him already annoyed before slipping into the seat beside him, "now what do you want?"
The man pouted, "to have a friendly drink and meal between a group of friends~" his features changed from a pouted to a smile, that made a shiver go down her spine. Fucking creep.
"Wait, group?" she asked catching the word group.
Hisoka leaned back, to relived kuroro Lucifer siting on the other side of the man, "fuck me," she muttered sourly.
"With pleasure~" chuckled Hisoka, she glared and he chuckled more.
"Evening" she nodded to the other male she might as well be civil with the man, who so far has not tried to kill her and rob her corpse.
"Evening" he responded back equally annoyed with the situation, Hisoka somehow managed to rope him into.
"Since we're all here, why don't we get a table?" Hisoka clapped his hands gleefully.
He directed them towards a table; Z and kuroro wordlessly following, better to go along with the magician's plan. Easiest way to find out what the mad man's planning.
Their table was by a large fish tank that had strange multi-coloured fish swimming soundlessly about in it. Z sat down opposite kuroro while Hisoka sat between them a grin on his face, to Z it looked like the clown was trying to type the laugher in. It clicked she knew what he was trying to contained… the fucking bastard.
Hisoka gestured to a waiter ordering a bottle of red wine of some description and three glasses, as the place did not do any form of whiskey and with her present company… She needed something strong. "You should try different things!" Hisoka had teased after the waiter had gone and she glared at him.
The same waiter returned, she notice the sweat dripping down the side of his face, she was not surprised they were an intimidating brunch. She signed, taking the glass of wine from the smiling magician. She wished she stood punch that smug face.
Why was Hisoka so hard to deal with? It could most of her effort to talk to him and she always felt drained afterwards.
She glared at the glass, before sniffing at it, fruity. She took a sip of the red liquid, the cold fruity wine entering her system. It wasn't too bad, but she still preferred whiskey.
"So?" asked Hisoka who was staring at her intently.
She glared but responded dryly placing the glass down, "its fine, not as strong as I'm used to"
The man chuckled then stood, "off to the little boy's room"
As soon as he was out of earshot she turned to kuroro studying him before she opened her mouth, "how'd he rope you into this?"
"He said it was important for the Ryodan, that I come" the man responded coldly, as stared at the red liquid in his glass.
"Well that's bullshit" she commented sourly, the man nodding.
Her phone vibrated with a text she looked at the screen, a scowl making its way onto her face. "That twat…" she hissed reading the messaged before sliding it across the table for kuroro to read.
Unfortunately something came up,
So I will have to leave you two having a date!
Enjoy the night, don't do anything I wouldn't ;)
A+L all the way,
Love,
H
He raised an eyebrow, as she took the phone back, "I'm gonna kick him in the balls next time I see him" she hissed stuffing the phone back into her pocket.
"That can be arranged," kuroro said slipping at the glass of red wine.
"Oh good, I look forward to it" she sarcastically stated, "since were here fancy something to eat?"
"Sure, I see no problem in that"
They ordered and waited in silent, kuroro silent contemplating something as he slipped his drink, something about the text message had caught his eye. "Z," she looked towards him, dark eyes narrowed slightly. "What did he mean by A+L?"
"Its Hisoka idea as a fucking joke,"
"Care to explain?" he asked leaning forward in his chair, watching Z's every movement, trying to read her.
She paused before continuing, annoyance lined in her voice, "he thinks a date between…Lucifer, the fallen angel of light," she looked up towards the ceiling with a frown, "and Azrael, angel of death is hilarious, it seems"
"Azrael? Am I right to presume that's your real name?"
"You presume to be correct, Zora Azrael at your service"
"Kuroro Lucifer, pleasure to meet you" he nodded. "Since were on name terms, I think it's best to avoid the topic of work."
Z nodded in understanding, "that's fine with me, I'd rather not talk about it too"
Kuroro leaded forward resting a hand on his chins, thin fingers tapped his check while his other hand held the tall wine glass, giving the man a dangerous authoritic air about him. "I wonder what Hisoka meant by you helping the ryodan" he asked like he already knew the answer.
"Honesty, I don't have a clue what that's man's thinking half the time"
"True, either do I at times," though I do think he has a point, he added internally.
"You're a reader right, last night you were reading in the club?" she asked randomly, glancing towards the man across from her. Trying to make small talk and moving the topic of conversation from herself.
"That I am" he spoke softly, as their food arrive.
Pair talked, topics started flowed… of sort. The only thing the relocated pair talk about was books, she tended to stay towards, ghost and gothic type of books which was quite ionic of her, whereas kuroro read just about anything but had thing for the classics. There was many things left unsaid, they avoid the topic of work and nen and barely approached any topics other than books.
Those Z had to admit it wasn't an uncomfortable or tense atmosphere is was almost pleasant as the two dropped into silent.
He finished the last of the wine, watching the girl, maybe he would take part in Hisoka's little game.
She stretched her arms above her head, "wine isn't really my thing" she commented after finishing her glass.
"No? I fine the taste interesting, depending on the wine's ingredients and how long it's been left, can alter its taste from bitter to sweet, though my favourite will always go towards the red wine no matters where it's from"
"Is that so? I anyways find it weak, though normally I drink whiskeys on their own instead of with food. So I suppose drinking wine while eating is better for the stomach and suits it more than eating this dish with whiskey"
"Very true" kuroro nodded, standing Z accompanied him. "However I notice that certain dishes require different wines to improve the taste of the overall meal"
They paid and left the building, turning to towards the male she raised an eyebrow "is that true? I never thought about that myself, you have to teach me about it sometime"
Z checked her watched it was late, she should get back, due to her new boss she was supposed to start work in the morning. "Right well I'm off, you heading back to your spider weds?" she asked.
"Yes, though I wouldn't be surprised if phinks and nobu had smuggled alcohol instead preparing." Kuroro signed.
She looked at him, then shrugged. "You can crash at mine if ya want, probably better that a ruined building"
Kuroro looked down at her with slightly narrowed eyes, how did she know? "You sure that is wise?"
She shrugged again, turned walking towards her apartment, kuroro following interested in the development.
Her apartment was in the nicer area of the city, though not in the rich district. They climbed up the side of the building in silence till they reach the 13th floor. She opened the window before slipping inside. "I took you more of a basement dweller" kuroro commented looking around.
The room had the bare minimum of things, it seem to be a kitchen and living room combined, with a short corridor leading to the bathroom and bedroom, while another door opposite the window lead out into the building. The room itself seemed to have basic furniture, the only noticeable touch was the books on the afterlife or ghost stories litter on the coffee table and the signal bookshelves.
She walked towards picking on a Victorian gothic tale by Le Nardmeic Dojvie, an author kuroro had mention he liked. "I am, the basement it taken by a couple who thinks their vampires." She gave a look before passing him the book, "the book I mentioned, have a read if you like"
Kuroro shrugged off his coat folding it across a chair, before opening the book to reading. As he read Z moved about the apartment, before disappearing off though one of the other doors.
He looked up and closed the book at the page before slowly moving towards the open doorway, the doorway he had just watch Z slip though. At the door he came face to face with Z, who looked pointy at the book, "you like it?" she asked.
"Yes very interesting so far, not like some of his other books"
She nodded before turning leaving the door open for kuroro to step thought. He looked about curious, it was her bedroom. However unlike the rest of the apartment, she had obviously paid money into the furniture.
A giant bed took up most of the room, with think black covers. She took off her heels, dumping them at the entrance to a small wardrobes. The now smaller Z took out her phone, and turned on an alarm for the morning. She signed before turning towards kuroro, who was currently studies her with interest.
"I'm going to sleep, you can sleep on the couch if you want or the bed, it's big enough for us both" she commented indifferently, like either option was okay with her.
He nodded and placing the book on the bed before turning to leave for the bathroom. By the time he returned from his adventure to the bathroom, Z had already changed out of her clothes and deep in sleep under the covers.
He almost didn't notice her as he picked up the book before moving to the other side of the bed, he took off his shirt and folded it before slipping into the covers, content to continued reading.
A few hours passed and he felt her shift, covers dropping from her shoulders. He glanced towards her back from his book. Studying the ink work across her shoulders. The black outline of wings had been tattooed onto her shoulder blades and spread across her shoulders and tips ending on her upper arms. But it was the kanji for seal, tattooed on her spine at the centre of the wings that drew his attention.
He reached out a hand to trace the outline of the tattoo, his finger stopping inches away from the female pale skin. She shifted again, and he moved his hand to the covers pulling them back up over the girl. He frowned to himself.
What was he doing? Yes, he was interested in the girl, but physical contact was not something he usually did unless it was to his gain. He stopped his thought and returned to the book quickly finishing it. He was slightly disappointed in the predictable ending, as he put the book down and went to sleep himself.
to be continued...
hey guys sorry for the delay,
to be blunt, i am soo screwed...
im behind on uni work which is stressing me out to no end meaning i just not motivated to write ANYTHING which fucking sucks...
gonna try and upload i just dont wanna write really bad shit or leave u all hanging, gomen.
i dont know whether i can keep my head together with everything :/
love you all
again sorry for the delay
happy hunting xx