Title: An Assassin for a Lover
Author: nikki (nikkichan0829@yahoo.com)
Chapter: 16/?
Rating: R
From what series: Hunter x Hunter
Genre: Yaoi
Pairing: Hisoka x Irumi, hints of Gon x Killua and more Leorio x Kurapika
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^^.
Got Hunter X 1999 out already. This means that this fic will be over soon. A few more chapters to go!
Got another idea for a fic! That's good! Err… BAD! I haven't finished with these fics yet! Wah! Bad Hisoka! *whacks the red-head and gets bombarded with needles by the protective Irumi* Why did you have to inspire me so much??!!! WAH!
Just read the third chapter of "Mask of Innocence" and "Impressions"! Wai! They were great! Yes! More Hisoka x Irumi to feed my muse! Yatta!
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Kurapika yawned again. He still felt sleepy. He and Leorio spent the night… talking… about a lot of things. Well, not exactly. There was a part where Leorio kissed him and they stopped from their conversation for around five minutes. He turned red and steamed. Thinking about what happened always made him blush.
Killua and Gon were having an eating contest again. But unlike the last time, this time Killua was the one who sprayed his food at Gon's face. Kurapika grimaced. They were probably going to scuffle again later.
Then it occurred to him that the last time, Gon wasn't exactly wearing the look of disbelief that Killua had on right now. Curiosity getting the best of him, Kurapika turned his attention to where Killua was looking and gasped.
Irumi was seated in Hisoka's arms on one of the sofas while Kikyou and Silva were seated on the opposite sofa. They were all conversing like there was nothing out of the ordinary. And that would be Hisoka petting Irumi like a kitty…
Kurapika frowned at his own thoughts. Kitty? Where did that come from? He was taken by surprise when he suddenly found Leorio kissing him. He smiled softly and returned the kiss with just as much enthusiasm while Killua pulled Gon away from them, giving them some quality time…
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Leorio had also witnessed Killua's little faux pas. Then he saw the Zoldick couple and the crazy clown and demented big brother sitting opposite each other. They appeared to be having a civilized conversation in the eyes of the masses.
Leorio shook his head and gazed at Kurapika. The blonde had frowned, probably a thought that didn't process well. What thought would be, especially if you knew the conversing four like they did? He sighed then walked over to the blonde and kissed him. And Kurapika didn't seem to complain about it one bit.
~*~
Hisoka ran his fingers through Irumi's long mane of hair. He enjoyed every moment of the assassin's company. They were now seated in the lobby with Irumi's parents seated opposite of them. Hisoka thought back to his first confrontation with the two Zoldicks.
~Flashback~
"What have you done to our son?" Kikyou demanded as she and Silva got closer to the magician. She had nearly screamed, if not for her husband's warning sideward glance at her and assessing gaze at the magician.
Hisoka just shook his head and shrugged. Th mother was pissed but the father was another thing. He didn't know what exactly Irumi's father was doing, sitting there, watching them with no reaction or emotion on his face.
Kikyou growled and was about to say something else when Silva raised his hand for her to quiet down. "I just have one question for you. You must answer it truthfully. If I don't approve of your answer, the only thing I can do is tell Irumi that I'm sorry but I had to get rid of you. Understand?"
Hisoka smirked. "Fine, Zoldick-tan."
"Your intentions for Irumi are honorable?"
Hisoka was taken aback by the unexpected question. Are his intentions really honorable? Did he really mean to keep the assassin? He never thought about that. "Well, I suppose I should say that my intentions for him before aren't as good as they are now."
"That doesn't answer the question!" Kikyou screeched.
Silva sighed. "You can go. Take care of Irumi." Then he walked away. Kikyou followed him complaining loudly.
"But anata! You can't just do that!"
Hisoka stared at their retreating backs. He didn't really know what happened. But does this mean that he can have the young assassin all to himself?
~End of Flashback~
Hisoka brought himself back to the present, noticing Irumi's uncharacteristic nervousness. The assassin had his fingers curled tightly onto his arm. He smiled and clasped his hand around the young man's.
"So you approve?" Hisoka asked bluntly, startling Irumi and Kikyou.
Silva smirked. "Only if you keep your end of the bargain. Break him and you're dead."
"Of course."
Then, uncharacteristically, they started chuckling, then burst out laughing like it was all a joke.
~*~
Irumi glanced up at Hisoka, confused. He didn't understand anything about what his father and Hisoka had said. It was… downright weird.
It seemed like they were actually getting along. That was strange in itself. His mother didn't seem to be making any complaints about his relationship, if it could be called that, with Hisoka. He glanced down at his hand entwined with the magician's.
Then he wondered to himself, pain filling his chest. What would happen to him when all this was over? He can't expect the magician to keep him forever. He was already at the point of no return. How was he expected live without the red-haired man?
If Hisoka were to leave him now, he would die.
That thought struck Irumi the most. It was his very weakness. He had fallen in love with the magician in the short time they had been together.
He shook his head. No, he couldn't be. Then he sighed. But it was true. Might as well enjoy and live each moment as it comes. Who knew when the magician would finally grow tired of him and throw him away?
Hopefully, never.
~*~
Killua was looking at the picture in his hands. They were pictures of Hisoka and Irumi together. They looked so happy. They complimented each other well.
He smiled. He had spoken to his parents about their decision about Irumi. Saying that he was absolutely ecstatic would be a complete understatement. The only problem left is that his brother still doesn't know anything about it and he still hasn't voiced out his feelings on the matter.
Gon sat beside him with a box of candy. "Want some?"
Killua smiled gratefully, took one and popped it into his mouth. Gon leaned over and looked at the pictures in his other hand.
"Sugoi ne? They look great together…"
Killua opened his mouth to agree but nearly fell off his seat at what Gon said next.
"But, anou, it feels weird to see Irumi in a dress." Then Gon laughed with one hand at the back of his head.
Killua stared at him for a moment before chuckling.
~*~
"Hisoka…" Irumi murmured to no one in particular as he gazed at the scenery before him. He was leaning over the railing of the balcony again, watching to deep blue waters, reveling in the feel of the cool, calm ocean breeze. His hair flowed with the wind.
He sighed. He was confused. He didn't really understand what went on between Hisoka and his parents. The said magician had gone out. He didn't really know where but it's not as if he had any obligation to find out.
"So you approve?"
"Only if you keep your end of the bargain. Break him and you're dead."
"Of course."
He sighed again. What did they mean by that? He really wanted to find out. His curiosity was eating at him already. He wondered if Hisoka would mind telling him what happened.
Just then, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist. "Irumi-tan…" Hisoka whispered huskily into his ear as he nibbled at the assassin's earlobe.
"Hisoka?" Irumi tensed.
"Relax… Do you mind going to bed early today?" Hisoka joked.
"It's the middle of the day, Hisoka."
"I know. But do you honestly think that will stop me?" The magician's lips moved lower.
"Then why the hell did you ask?" Irumi arched his neck to give the magician better access.
"I just wanted to. I am of the Changing sort after all." Hisoka chuckled as he pulled the assassin into a kiss and onto the bed.
~TBC~
Author's notes:
This wasn't originally the sixteenth chapter. Stupid brown out erased part of it! TWICE!!! Damn!