Title: An Assassin for a Lover
Author: nikki (nikkichan0829@yahoo.com)
Chapter: 14/?
Rating: R
From what series: Hunter x Hunter
Genre: Yaoi
Pairing: Hisoka x Irumi, hints of Gon x Killua and more Leorio x Kurapika (got the okay signal from Candice as long as I don't make any graphic scenes of them together… That came out wrong… *sees glares from Leorio and Kurapika* Err… Hehehehehehe… *sweat drops when she sees the readers* No, don't look at me that way!!! I'm not crazy!!!)
Timeline: I placed it after the York New City incident with the Genei Ryodan.
Disclaimer: Don't own Hunter x Hunter. Don't attempt to sue coz I don't have any money.
Warning: YAOI, enough said
Author's notes: I won't tolerate flames that tell me that they don't approve of Yaoi. Well, if you looked at the genre and warning, you'd know what you get. If you don't like yaoi, leave, otherwise feel welcome to continue and please review^^. WAH!!! Joker (FoR) died!!! *runs off to kill Morii, raising her pitchfork* Die stupid git die!!! *stops and blinks* Gosh I sound like Ron Weasley. NOOOO!!!
Got Hunter X 1999 out already. This means that this fic will be over soon. A few more chapters to go!
BWAHAHAHA!!! Dyed my hair red! Now I look like a hentai like Hisoka-tan! Yatta! *okay… you may retch now* BWAHAHAHAHA!!!
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At the instance their lips touched, Killua's eyes widened before closing them. Then it ended. Gon pulled away then he smiled at him.
"Finally, you snapped out of it."
Killua blushed. It seemed that Gon wasn't really that serious about the kiss. So why was he taking it seriously?
"You had me worried there for a moment." Then Gon looked out the window. "I can't help but feel sorry for Irumi-san. He looked really happy with Hisoka-san even though it was kind of weird. I honestly can't imagine what he could see in Hisoka-san."
Killua nodded in agreement. "I guess if everything was real, one would think that they're actually in…" Then it dawned to Killua why Irumi hadn't said anything to defend himself.
Masaka! He's…
~*~
Hisoka couldn't get enough of the lithe body beneath him. Irumi was very responsive to his ministrations. The magician took a deep breath, letting the assassin's scent invade his senses.
He rained kisses down Irumi's throat, hearing him moan in response. He slowly slipped the dress' sleeves off the assassin's shoulders, sucking on the exposed neck. The waves crashed at the rocks below them. The moon was rising into the sky.
Then it hit him, like being dumped in cold water. Irumi was too vulnerable. He had no right to take advantage of the situation. Irumi would hate him in the morning. He couldn't afford it. He didn't know if he could take it if Irumi hated him with every fiber in his being.
He did something the assassin never expected him to do. He stopped. Irumi blinked up at him, confused and still flushed from their exertions.
"I, I, I can't do this. I'm sorry, Irumi. I just…"
"You pity me?"
Hisoka looked at him incredulously. He wanted to say something but they died on his lips as soon as he saw the resentment in the assassin's eyes.
"I don't need your pity. I don't need anyone's pity. I'm just a toy to you after all, a toy to be thrown away the moment you don't need me anymore." Irumi's voice was laced with pain. He looked away and his eyes were distant as if not seeing anything at all.
Hisoka took the opportunity to grab the boy and shook him. "Irumi! That's not why I stopped! I don't see you as a toy at all! I…" Hisoka trailed off when Irumi gazed up at him with fresh tears running down his delicate cheeks.
"You don't?" Irumi's voice sounded hopeful.
Hisoka had a hard time swallowing. He felt like he had a lump in his throat. "I don't. I promise." He pulled Irumi into his embrace. "I promise I'll never look at you that way. I promise."
~*~
Leorio found himself nursing a bruised chin. He was just glad that it wasn't for getting Kurapika annoyed or frustrated at him. Kurapika was in his arms. They were enjoying the sunset on the bench just outside the hotel.
Then Killua and Gon happened. The two had slipped into the hotel without them noticing and had shouted all the way from their room a few floors up.
~Flashback~
"Kurapika! Leorio! You guys look great!" Gon shouted enthusiastically.
"You guys are too sweet and mushy down there!" Killua teased, his face resembling that of a sly cat.
Then Kurapika jerked up hitting Leorio on the chin with his head.
"Ow…" the both of them said at the same time.
~End of Flashback~
Kurapika was already resting on the bed. He looked sweet, innocent and demure. Well, it's not like he isn't like that when he's awake though. The best word to describe Kurapika was PERFECT.
He pushed a few strands of hair from Kurapika's face and watched the blonde smile in his sleep. Yup. Definitely perfect.
~*~
Kurapika smiled. Leorio obviously thought he was asleep, especially with the liberties he was taking. Kurapika would've purred if he weren't supposed to be "asleep." Leorio was stroking his hair and gazing at him lovingly.
He debated for a while. He was torn between two things. One, the urge to kiss the man and two, having the sense to go to sleep. He chose the former and opened his eyes, startling Leorio. The man blushed immediately and looked away. Kurapika smiled and said, "Leorio, I'm sorry about the bruise on your jaw… I'll try to make it up to you…"
Leorio turned his attention to him. Kurapika sat up at the same instance. Coincidentally, their lips met. Kurapika took the advantage to deepen it causing Leorio to moan in response.
When they finally broke apart, they were both trying to catch their breaths.
"That was some 'making up' you did. You're quite the little initiator today eh, Kurapika-kun?" Leorio teased. Kurapika just blushed.
~*~
Hisoka gazed down at Irumi's sleeping face. Finally, the assassin had fallen asleep. It was no problem really. He had gotten himself tired from everything that had happened.
He didn't want to hurt Irumi anymore. He wanted Irumi. Period. Hell! Even more than that! The raven-haired assassin wasn't too knowledgeable in what emotions were like. So that presented a problem.
Having Irumi breaking down and crying in front of him was unnerving. He was going to have to fix this mess even if it kills him. He gulped. Even if it means having to face his parents.
The screeching mom and the silent dad… Sure. No problem… NOT!
~*~
Irumi woke up the next day, expecting another dress hanging by the closet but he found none. Instead he found just a plain shirt and jeans laid out for him. He cocked his head in confusion.
There must be some mistake. Where was Hisoka anyway?
Irumi shook his head clear. Then it hit him, like a ton of bricks… Well, maybe not a ton of bricks. Those were too light. He shook his head again. This was no time to avoid the subject. Hisoka knows.
Knows what? His weakness… It was the biggest mistake of his life. He had just made himself vulnerable to the magician. Hell, he even offered himself to the man. Irumi blushed. He wondered just how he was going to face the man when he comes back.
~*~
Hisoka was whistling merrily to himself as he opened the door to the hotel room he and Irumi shared. Him and Irumi…
The first sight that greeted him was an empty room. Irumi was nowhere in sight. Where could he have gone? There was a slight draft in the room. The assassin must be out on the balcony.
Hisoka stepped out onto the balcony and found Irumi balancing effortlessly on the railing, wearing the plain white shirt and jeans and a pair of white sneakers, letting the wind blow through his hair. His eyes were clear yet at the same time troubled. It was a bit hard to tell what he was thinking at that moment.
"Irumi-tan…" he drawled.
Irumi glanced at him then jumped off the railing onto the balcony. "Hisoka…"
Silence.
Then Hisoka grinned brightly. "Let's go out and have some fun!" And he turned about, avoiding the confused look the assassin sent his way.
~*~
Kikyou Zoldick leaned on her husband's shoulder. "Are you sure it's all right, anata? I'm not really sure about that man."
Silva sighed. "Let him do what he wants. He's old enough to make his own decisions." He frowned. "Either way, he may not ever come back to us anyway."
This time, it was Kikyou's turn to sigh. "I was afraid of that. Now, we're less one son to hold Killua back at home."
~*~
Leorio got up early to take a shower before Kurapika woke up. He was a little bit nervous about taking one when the blonde was awake. And that was speaking from certain past experiences.
Fifteen minutes later, he whistled heartily as he draped at towel over his head. He was about to grope for his clothes when he realized that… he'd forgotten them again.
Uh-oh.
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Kurapika woke up just in time to hear the shower stop. His first reaction was to look at the man's bed. He sighed wryly. Leorio forgot to bring his clothes in… again.
It was really no use to dwell on it. He might as well hand them over while trying to avoid looking at the man at all. He got out of bed and sauntered over to pick up Leorio's clothes, consisting of a Hawaiian designed shirt and khaki shorts. Well, of course, the underwear was on top. Kurapika felt the heat rising to his face until he thought he was letting out steam.
He gulped and walked over to the bathroom door. He was about to knock when the door opened.
Uh-oh.
~*~
Leorio was surprised to see a red-faced Kurapika just outside the bathroom. He grimaced, waiting for the usual "POW!!! CRACK!!! CRASH!!! KABOOM!!!" But it never came.
If possible, Kurapika turned into an even darker shade of red. He was already twitching. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, he accidentally let go of the towel around his waist.
The blonde's eyes went wide, looking at him from head to toe before thrusting the bundle of clothes into his arms. He could've sworn he saw Kurapika's nose bleed. Then, he found himself pushed into the bathroom. The door slammed shut behind him.
He chuckled as he picked himself off the floor and started picking his clothes up. It was then that he discovered that his shorts and underwear were left outside. Only his shirt and towel came in with him. Not again.
He opened the door, bracing himself for another encounter with Kurapika. He poked his head out and found the blonde with a thunder cloud over his head. This was not good.
POW!!! CRACK!!! CRASH!!! KABOOM!!!
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
~*~
Gon looked around. He thought he heard something.
"Ne Killua? Did you hear something?"
"No, I didn't. Why?"
"I thought I heard something, like a loud crash."
"Oh? It must be the waves crashing onto the rocks."
"Ah… Okay!"
~*~
"Hisoka…"
"Hmm?"
"Why?"
"Eh? This again? We've been through this before Irumi-tan."
"I know." Pause. "But I can't help but ask. It's very unlike you."
"I know. And that's only for special cases!" Hisoka joked. They were sitting at the beach. The moon shining down on them, just like that night Irumi first wore a dress.
Irumi frowned. He had his legs drawn up, his chin resting on his knees. His eyes reflected the ocean waves. Hisoka had found himself staring, drowning in their fathomless depths.
"I don't understand."
Hisoka sighed. "Don't you know Irumi? You're special."
"Special? You're pulling my leg."
"I'm not!"
"You are!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
Then they stopped. They blinked a few times before bursting out, laughing.
Hisoka was the first to recover. "We sound like bickering little children." He chuckled.
"I suppose so."
Hisoka took the opportunity to lean over and kiss Irumi lightly.
"I love you…"
Irumi froze.
~TBC~
Author's notes: Well, that's all for this chapter. He finally admits it! BWAHAHAHA!!!
*prances around in a victory dance* Hisoka loves Irumi! Wai!
Kuroro *appears out of nowhere and kicks the author's butt* Hey!
Nikki *recovers and glares daggers at the Genei Ryodan leader* What the hell was that for?!
Kuroro *crosses arms* We're waiting for you guys at the "Hunter X 1999" set for the past few days already! What are you trying to do? Starve us or bore us to death?
Nikki *does the lip quivering thing and cries chibi style* But my muse isn't cooperating with me! WAH!!!
??????? (a tall, handsome, raven-haired, scarlet-eyed bishounen wearing all black with matching dangling cross earrings and large cross necklace that the author dreamed up) *walks right over and kicks the muse* Hey! Hurry up so she can start on me and give me a freaking name! *his twin brother wearing all white (strangely has amber eyes) with the same dangling cross earrings and large cross necklace, comes up with a placard saying "HURRY UP OR DIE FAT ASS"*
Nikki and muse *sweat drop* Ehe… hehehehehehehehehehe…
Please review! See you guys in the next chapter and in "Hunter X 1999!" Ja ne!