And she didn't like it.
It made her feel... human.
"I'm gonna… I'm going to put this book with the others" she cut him off, before vanishing into shadows. Leaving a confused but proud kuroro behind in her rooms
chapter 24
She had been dragged into the game known as Greed Island. By no other the phantom troupe to find a nen user who could remove the chain stopping kuroro. She had the delightful task of staying with the psychopathically deranged soulless red head.
She glared at the man from her position in the tree – wanting to be anywhere other than there…
Not that she didn't mind mother nature and all her fucking gifts, but Z wanted a proper fucking bed to sleep in – not some tree or grassy field – no she wanted an actually king size bed she could stretch herself and her wings out across and sleep peacefully without fault.
Kuroro the lucky sod, had got off wandering - staying in luscious hotels for all she knew…
Kuroro, the head of the phantom troupe. The man who confused her to no end and cause her human emotions to awaken…
Strange man indeed.
Water slashed drawing the angel's attention back to the life draining task at hand.
Hisoka, had completely stripped down naked – wading into the cold lake water to wash (she guessed) it wasn't like she hadn't seen it before, but she didn't understand why he had to do it there and then.
If she put it at a guess, she would say the magician was trying to get a reaction out of her. But all she was really feeling was annoyance for having to baby sit the stupid fucking male.
"Why the fuck did I agree to this again?" she muttered sourly staying in her perch in the tree out of sight for any randomers walking by the washing male.
She was in no mood to socialise.
And worse of all…
She was actually starting to miss the head of the spider.
She slumped back into the tree drifting into a shallow nap – hoping that the members of the troupe find the nen user they needed as soon as possible so she could leave.
Her peaceful nap was ruined as soon as she closed her fucking eyes.
She glared down at the group of kids and an adult that had landed below her perch. Her eyes twitched with annoyance – she recognised two of them – the boys. Gon and killua.
Why was she continuously bumping into those brats?
And the other one a girl with blonde hair. She narrowed her eyes with suspicion, she had some interesting nen, if the spirits above her head had anything to say. She was looking good for a 57 year old.
"Fuck this shit" she muttered feeling Hisoka lust rise (quite visibly too) as he spotted the boys. "Fucking pervert…"
She stared down at the group quiet as the dead, cogs turning in her head as the boys talked to the trickster magician, and almost smirked when the 57 old year send the boys a message.
That the tricksters was lying.
Well no shit.
She resting back on her perch, no need for her to reveal herself, no need to get involved in this stupid game she had been dragged into...
Damn kuroro.
"There's something else..." the magician voice drifted to her ears. She felt a pair of eyes on her, she glanced down her black hues locking onto a pair of golden ones.
Shit.
Her eyes narrowed as she glared at the magician. Don't you dar-
"I am here with a friend~"
Her face was pure murder as the group below followed Hisoka golden gaze to her perch in the tree above them. Two of them paled at the murderous intent coming from her glaring form while killua and gon blinked in recognition.
"It's you!" the pair exclaimed pointing at her.
"I was hoping for a fucking nap…" she muttered, dropping out of the tree, hands in pockets. "...I want no part in this fucking game"
"You're coming with me, might as well have a little bit of fun~" purred magician, walking to the edge of the water. Z stared blankly completely unfazed by the man's stark nakedness.
"I don't want fun, I want to sleep. If you weren't needed I would fucking kill you"
Tension rose between the pair, as Hisoka stood before her hands on his bare hips as the group look on paling at the blood lust coming from the red head magician. "I can't wait for the day~" he purred into her ear before leaving to get change.
Gon and killua stared at her questionable, "why are you here?" killua asked suspiciously.
"I don't fucking want to be here" Z responded automatically, crossing her arms over her chest in annoyance.
"Aunt mito, says you shouldn't swear" Gon stated with a nod.
She raised an eyebrow before countering, "Good thing I'm going to hell then isn't it"
Gon pouted, but it was killua that responded, "You didn't answer the question"
"I fucking know," she stated before turning to a frowned Gon, "and brat suck it up, people swear deal with it"
"Now now~ Z play nice" Hisoka chuckled.
"I wouldn't have to play nice if it wasn't for you, you cunt. I would have been happily sleeping and drinking"
"I buy you a drink then~" Hisoka smirked, patted her on the shoulder before stepping pass her.
"You own me more than just one drink to put up with your bullshit" she hissed, glaring at the back of the magician head. "And your friend still owns me a drink too"
"Fine by me~" he hummed, before going to get changed.
Z stood there arms crossed as she stared back at the group staring at her.
"What?" she questioned.
"I don't trust you… even if you tried to help kurapika" killua muttered arms crossed.
"Good" she stated in monotone, dark hues locking onto the spikey haired kid. "Shame, the same can't be said about your friend now… still naïve I see"
"Who are you?" asked the adult giving her a doubtful look. "Very suspicious to be hanging round with a pervert like him"
"My name is Z" she answered him, "and you can't say much hanging round with a bunch of kids, as least the blonde look the fucking part"
The male looked at her in shock. But it was the blonde girl who was the most surprised by the statement. Gon and killua glanced towards Z before looking back towards female, "she is an old hag" snickered killua, earning a whack over the back of his head.
Soon Hisoka returned and the group of five started to make their way towards whatever destination they were headed too. Z trudged along at the back, eyes narrowing as Hisoka the perverted paedophile switch seem to have been turned on as he stared intently at the younger boys in front.
"Fuck this…" she muttered, glaze turning towards the sky above them. Not that it helped much, biscuit Krueger spirits were either cursing her or wooing at her for her 'cute' form… god it was giving her a headache, not to mention the dead surrounding the zoldyck boy.
She sighed, trying to ignore the world around them, she sleepily ran a hand thought her hair, I need a drink…
She really didn't want to be here, and she really missed her fucking bed.
Soon enough the group make it to the annoyingly love sickly city of romance…
It made the hunter want to puke every time Hisoka had dragged her into the city… It made the hole in her gut grow, it remember of the human feelings she had for kuroro. Her face was a blank canvas as Hisoka started to explain the town.
"I'm getting a fucking drink" she muttered to the closest member of the group, the adult male. Who she still didn't know the name of…
When she returned a bottle of whiskey in hand, she found Hisoka showing them his book card out. "Z! Can you show us your book?"
"My what?"
"Book?"
"Which one?" she asked which a deadpanned expression. "I have a few on me, you may want to be more fucking specific"
"My dear Z~ they mean the one for the game"
She was silence of a moment, before it clicked, "oh fuck, forgot about that"
It only took a moment for her book to appear out of thin air and for Hisoka to disguise the names of the troupe, don't that she would tell them that. "It's clear..." muttered killua with a frown on his face.
Time flies when you're negotiating some bullshit, for a game.
Z had a continuous frown on her face, she hated the fact Hisoka had the nerve to drag her into this mess. Hated the fact that her human emotions for kuroro were doing strange thing to her. Hated the fact that she keep meeting new people with dead above them – it was nowhere near the level as the troupe but it still was giving her a headache. And finally hated the fact she had emptied her bottle of alcohol about five minutes into chatting with the military man.
"You should listen Z~" Hisoka purred in her ear.
"Fuck off" she sighed before settle herself down on the floor, "I'm going to sleep" she muttered darkly before letting her subconscious drift into the land of dreamless sleep.
Hisoka watched with a smirk at the sleeping figure, he took out a card, ace of spades placing it next to the sleeping angel before turning away – just so he could keep an eye on the female as she slept in Zestu. She had a habit of disappearing on him…
"She's taking this very lightly..." the group sweat dropped at the sleeping figure.
"she's not social at all… and she does enjoy her sleep~" Hisoka purred, "I'm not surprised really by what she sees every day"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Bisky asked taking an interest in the other female of the group.
"Wouldn't you lose the ability to be 'human' if you saw the dead everyday?" Hisoka questioned his smirk widening, "every person you killed, she sees, hears. She knows your secrets for the dead surrounding you whispering into her ear~" Bisky looked shocked, but narrowed her eyes at the magician.
"Don't lie! It's not funny" one of the surround adults muttered, he to glaring at the magician.
Hisoka shrugged, he may have altered the true slightly… but it was too good an opportunity to pass by, there reactions were funny.
"Actually," Gon started, "he's telling the truth"
"She can see the dead" killua confirmed, "Not sure on the other bits though"
Silence descended on the group as their stared at the sleeping female. Before choosing to shove those thoughts into the back of their mind and continued planning. Meanwhile Z internally glared at Hisoka having been awake for the whole discussion.
Stupid fucking man, didn't know when to keep his mouth shut.
"We've gone over every sort of simulation practice for the last week. When you think of Gensuru's group we absolutely cannot afford to lose" Tsezguerra stated like the army man he is before the large group of fifteen made the way into the large building.
Instantly she was by the number of dead in the room.
"Shit..." she muttered catching the attention of Hisoka, as her head before the pound.
"Hmm?"
"These guys aren't NCPs or whatever you call them" she muttered darkly, glancing at those in the room. "These guys are giving me a fucking headache, I need a drink…"
The group won the first few matches, while Z stayed silent trying do to be overran by the dead around them, and those she kept under lock and key. She could feel them, scratching at the inner workings for her mind, begging demanding to be released, to feed.
She took a deep breath. Watching as a large man who killua had been messing with for the whole time broke the taboo, she didn't even flitch as his dead spirit was added to games master collection. His head still crushed from the ball to the face.
What an unpleasant way to die…
Z gripped the sliver knife in her pockets hoping it would give her some sort of feeling to hold her in place. At least the pouncing headache had lessen the dead man's spirits having moved on, but the pounding was still their – like a beat of a warship, floating through the fog of her mind just waiting to land ashore and break free and reek chaos.
"Can I leave?" she muttered as others run with their tails in-between their legs, as the next game. Dodgeball was introduced.
"Nope~" Hisoka purred, a hand on her shoulder making sure she didn't disappear.
"This is fucking shit…"
to be continued...
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