Warning: Kissing and adult situations—rating at PG 13 on this chapter.
Hisoka's View Point and The Wager
Exhausted from the long day and pleased with her progress, Kassari found an empty alcove off a dark corridor, well away from the other candidates. She pulled to small electronic boxes from her pack and a small remote control. The boxes were small personal shield devices created by members of her family after extensive research. The shields protected against both external mental/psychic energies and physical threats. To bad that they hadn't figured out a way to make the devices work well while in motion. Kassari got out her bed roll and changed out of her ninja uniform, wanting to be more comfortable. She put on a loss sleeveless dress, with a low neckline. It was one of her favorites, with a bright purple color that emphasized her eyes and showed off her beauty. She set her alarm clock and lay down for some well deserved rest. She fell asleep almost instantly, secure in her small artificial haven.
----Now Back to Hisoka----
Hisoka had felt her eyes on him, watching. He was sure it was female, even though the mask and clothes disguised her. The violet colored eyes that looked at Tompa had very long, pretty lashes. But she didn't really hold his interest. He was here to gain his license and find those worthy to fight him. She was short and slender and didn't look like much.
At the clearing, when the dead lay around him like felled trees, she stood back in the shadows, watching. This was annoying him. Having her watch him whenever he turned around. Hisoka marked her passage through the trees and when he arrived at the second test site and relieved himself of his burden (#403), he decided it was time for his own test. He deemed it unlikely that he would do her a serious injury, but threw several cards at her as a warning and to get her reaction.
The girl, #346, had turned away from him and didn't even see the cards. Hisoka thought they might actually hit his target; they burst into flames inches from her skin. She did not even change facial expression to acknowledge his attack.
"An unusual person after all, maybe this will be more fun then I had thought." Hisoka whispered. As the second test started, he noticed that she simply melted away. No one really paid attention to her and her movements were careful and considered.
Hisoka was totally disgusted at having to cook. The roast pork was half done but it didn't matter. But sushi! Please! He had no clue what that was to start with and then when he learned what the ingredients were and got them assembled; his rice was too hard, then too mushy. The fish he butchered was an absolute mess. It was hopeless. He took his poor offering up to the judge and it was promptly thrown away. Hisoka thought about just killing her, and then she started ranting at them. Out of nowhere, # 346 was challenging the judge. "This had better be good." He said to himself.
"So you are the apprentice of Sema?" He heard Menchi ask. "Well this is pretty good."
"You all get another chance." Menchi announced.
"Sema. . . Sema . . . Who is that?" He wondered. Even as he was trying to learn more about # 346, it became obvious to him that the two were communicating without speech.
After the president arrived and they all boarded the air ship, he used his cell phone to search the internet for hunter information related to Sema. Curious to see more about his possible new playmate. From this search he learned that Sema was a world renowned chef and culinary hunter, currently in the employ of the royal warrior family, Moslou. He emailed Illumi asking what he knew about the Moslou family and set up a time to meet later that night.
That evening, after he finished what he considered one of the stupidest tests ever, he met with Illumi I a deserted area in the back of the ship. In an ill-lit room, Illumi started to explain what he knew of different candidates.
"And finally, to your question of the Moslou. What I know is family information that has been gathered over many decades. We do not accept contracts on that family. To do so is death. They are highly skilled in all areas of the warrior, the assassin and the statesmen. The family is also very prolific. The current royals have 8 children. Three girls and 5 boys. The cousins and assundry relatives amount to almost 1,000. All highly skilled. Nobles born directly into the royal family receive a gold tattoo on their necks, other high ranking nobles receive a silver one and lesser nobles receive a black one. Do not underestimate them. The more noble the blood, the more skilled and dangerous they are."
Hisoka listened to Illumi's recitation intently. "I see. I wonder were she ranks then."
Illumi looked alarmed, "There is one here? That was a stupid question, of course there is." Illumi grimaced, glancing at the floor. "It's a matter of tradition. When one of the family reaches 17 or 18 years of age, they must attempt to pass the hunter exam. I don't think any have ever failed it."
Finishing their conversation they stepped out of the room to go their separate ways. In a small alcove across the hall, they saw someone fast asleep. Hisoka moved stealthily to make sure the person really was asleep and had not seen them. He waved Illumi back.
Gingerly stepping closer, he realized that the girl was indeed asleep, under a shield and probably could not even have heard them through it. Her long, white hair was brushed away from her neck revealing a shining, gold tattoo. Her beautiful face was set in serene lines and reminded him of a statue of a goddess that he had once seen.
Hisoka Beckoned Illumi forward and pointed at the tattoo. Illumi nodded and cocked his thumb to signal "let's go."
They silently walked further down the hall. "She is a princess then?" Hisoka asked.
"Without a doubt and I would guess her name is Kassari, the two other girls wouldn't be old enough yet. She doesn't know we were there, so there's no harm done. Let's split now." Said Illumi with a worried glance over his shoulder.
"Yeah, o.k." Hisoka stepped back to let Illumi pass and silently worked his way back to the sleeping girl. "Well, # 346, we meet again. He settled back on his heels, like a scientist watching something under a microscope, trying to determine if it was mundane or unusual. Hisoka drew a card and threw it towards her pack. It caught fire and burned to ash feet before its goal. Hisoka smiled, "Ah, maybe a new toy then." He got up and left as quietly as he had come. "And a pretty one too."
Kassari woke early the next morning and headed for the galley to scrounge some fruit. She knew a much harder test would be next. She didn't bother to change, doubting any would associate her with #346.
Hisoka was looking out the window, he noticed her enter the room out of the corner of his eye. "I wonder, what game should I play today? Something different I think." His evil grin should have been enough warning for anyone.
A few of the candidates noticed her entrance and started elbowing each other and whispering. Her incredible beauty was really unexpected in this place. Tompa jumped up and rushed to greet her.
"Hello, sweet lady. Might I escort you to breakfast?" He asked eagerly, his eyes never leaving her cleavage.
"No thank you. I am just looking for-"Kassari was interrupted when Hisoka came up behind her and draped an arm around her waist.
"Looking for me," Hisoka finished for her. With a disdainful glance at Tompa, he steered her towards a table. "Come dearest, you're late. I was starting to grow impatient."
He held out a chair for her and seated her as if he practiced courtly manners every day. An attendant brought out juice. "Cut fruit for the lady and coffee for me, thank you." Hisoka ordered.
"Well, Hisoka, you certainly have them all guessing now." Kassari smiled.
Í don't think they are guessing. I made it pretty clear that I have staked a claim and they should understand that to approach you is to invite death." He smirked, watching her reaction out of the corner of his eye.
"I see. Do you plan on claiming me then? To what purpose? Kassari's heart beat faster and she felt a bit flushed.
"You are mine. It is faint. As to the purpose, perhaps as a challenge- possibly to fight with, maybe to sleep with, definitely for my own amusement and to play games with. Whatever suits my mood at the moment."
"Currently, it is confusing the others and I find that amusing." He was looking into her eyes and had picked up her hand, casually, as if without any real intent. Shivering excitement shot-up her spine from his touch. "Don't mistake me Kassari, you are mine, I just have to decide in what way."
"You think so, huh? We'll see." Kassari drew her hand away from his electric touch. And turned to take a bite of fruit.
"Princess, you aura gives away your interest. You can't play coy with me. I know you find me intriguing and that you are strongly attracted to me. But, I am the one calling the shots here." Hisoka's cat like eyes narrowed with his intensity.
"Surely, you overestimate my feelings." Kassari was growing annoyed at his presumption, to treat her as a plaything and nothing more was not the role she wished to play. Of course, she had no way of knowing how seriously he pursued his toys, often cultivating them for years. Suddenly, she realized that he had called her by name and knew her title. In alarm, she dropped her fork.
Hisoka picked up the fork, pleased with his affect on her. He speared a piece of fruit and held it to her lips. Watching her mouth as she took the bite.
Others in the room were watching him with envy and yet others with apprehension. He was very aware of the reaction he was causing around him. "I do not believe so." He answered.
"I can not help but be drawn to your grace and beauty, it fascinates me. Beauty and danger are my obsessions. But that doesn't mean I wish to be your plaything. Kassari bowed her head, hiding a blush.
"Well then, I have a wager for you." Said Hisoka as he fed her another piece of fruit. He watched a drop of juice on her lower lip, intensely. "We will have a fight and whoever wins gets the other as a slave for two months."
"Oh, interesting. No holds barred fight?" Kassari asked, intrigued by the idea of having Hisoka as her slave for two months. "I think that if I agree to this proposal that there should be some rules. #1 and obvious, no killing or maiming each other, that would be counterproductive, #2 no nasty scars and the last one- if one of has an outside emergency or important personal business to attend to, that person must be released."
Hisoka gazed thoughtfully into the air, I can agree with the first two rules, although accidents do happen. As for the last rule, of one must break off the time period, it will have to be made-up at the earliest convenience. Also, since you are making rules I have a couple as well. New challenges may be issued at later dates with little or no notice." Hisoka paused for effect. "If a new challenge is refused, then all rules end and it can be a fight to the death."
Kassari was nervous as she considered the implications of this. "If I would accept this challenge, I eventually have to kill you or you have to kill me or it can end if we simply grow bored with each other. That is the only way out?"
Hisoka nodded, a nasty smile spread across his face.
"I see," She shivered at the cold light in his eyes. "Then one more provision, if either of us finds someone we love and wish to be with, or if I am required to marry by my family, it ends."
"I can agree to the 2nd part, but if you find someone else and fall in love, I will kill both of you." Hisoka's eyes were filled with deadly promise.
I need to think about this for awhile. Your proposal intrigues me, but it is a huge risk and requires so much in commitment. I am not sure I want to take the risk." Kassari stared down at her plate. Almost empty now. She had not even been aware that Hisoka had been feeding her, bit by bit.
"I will give you until the end of this next test to decide and the first fight will take place at our earliest mutual convenience, with the period of servitude to start after the exam and hunter orientation is over. Hisoka stood in preparation to leave. "But I will give you something more concrete to think on."
He pulled Kassari to him, gripping her by the back of the hair and forcefully started to kiss her. As he felt her start to respond, he gentled his lips and probed hers with his tongue until they parted to let him in. The kiss deepened as he tasted her, drank in her scent, their auras blending together. The desire he felt seared him to the core and he released her in surprise at the strength of his own emotions. Turning he walked away.
Kassari looked after him, her fingers touching her burning lips. Gradually she realized that people were looking at her as if she was a street performer. even been aware that Hisoka had been feeding her, bit by bit.
"I will give you until the end of this next test to decide and the first fight will take place at our earliest mutual convenience, with the period of servitude to start after the exam and hunter orientation is over. Hisoka stood in preparation to leave. "But I will give you something more concrete to think on."
He pulled Kassari to him, gripping her by the back of the hair and forcefully started to kiss her. As he felt her start to respond, he gentled his lips and probed hers with his tongue until they parted to let him in. The kiss deepened as he tasted her, drank in her scent, their auras blending together. The desire he felt burned him to the core and he released her in surprise at the strength of his own emotions. Turning he walked away.
Kassari looked after him, her fingers touching her burning lips. Gradually she realized that people were looking at her as if she was a street performer. She turned and ran from the room.
Hisoka was aware of the many eyes watching the exchange. He had planned this public confrontation, knowing it would embarrass Kassari. What he had not considered were his own dark desires for her. Holding her sweet body against him, his control had been difficult to reign in.
He knew she would accept.
Hisoka's View Point and The Wager
Exhausted from the long day and pleased with her progress, Kassari found an empty alcove off a dark corridor, well away from the other candidates. She pulled to small electronic boxes from her pack and a small remote control. The boxes were small personal shield devices created by members of her family after extensive research. The shields protected against both external mental/psychic energies and physical threats. To bad that they hadn't figured out a way to make the devices work well while in motion. Kassari got out her bed roll and changed out of her ninja uniform, wanting to be more comfortable. She put on a loss sleeveless dress, with a low neckline. It was one of her favorites, with a bright purple color that emphasized her eyes and showed off her beauty. She set her alarm clock and lay down for some well deserved rest. She fell asleep almost instantly, secure in her small artificial haven.
----Now Back to Hisoka----
Hisoka had felt her eyes on him, watching. He was sure it was female, even though the mask and clothes disguised her. The violet colored eyes that looked at Tompa had very long, pretty lashes. But she didn't really hold his interest. He was here to gain his license and find those worthy to fight him. She was short and slender and didn't look like much.
At the clearing, when the dead lay around him like felled trees, she stood back in the shadows, watching. This was annoying him. Having her watch him whenever he turned around. Hisoka marked her passage through the trees and when he arrived at the second test site and relieved himself of his burden (#403), he decided it was time for his own test. He deemed it unlikely that he would do her a serious injury, but threw several cards at her as a warning and to get her reaction.
The girl, #346, had turned away from him and didn't even see the cards. Hisoka thought they might actually hit his target; they burst into flames inches from her skin. She did not even change facial expression to acknowledge his attack.
"An unusual person after all, maybe this will be more fun then I had thought." Hisoka whispered. As the second test started, he noticed that she simply melted away. No one really paid attention to her and her movements were careful and considered.
Hisoka was totally disgusted at having to cook. The roast pork was half done but it didn't matter. But sushi! Please! He had no clue what that was to start with and then when he learned what the ingredients were and got them assembled; his rice was too hard, then too mushy. The fish he butchered was an absolute mess. It was hopeless. He took his poor offering up to the judge and it was promptly thrown away. Hisoka thought about just killing her, and then she started ranting at them. Out of nowhere, # 346 was challenging the judge. "This had better be good." He said to himself.
"So you are the apprentice of Sema?" He heard Menchi ask. "Well this is pretty good."
"You all get another chance." Menchi announced.
"Sema. . . Sema . . . Who is that?" He wondered. Even as he was trying to learn more about # 346, it became obvious to him that the two were communicating without speech.
After the president arrived and they all boarded the air ship, he used his cell phone to search the internet for hunter information related to Sema. Curious to see more about his possible new playmate. From this search he learned that Sema was a world renowned chef and culinary hunter, currently in the employ of the royal warrior family, Moslou. He emailed Illumi asking what he knew about the Moslou family and set up a time to meet later that night.
That evening, after he finished what he considered one of the stupidest tests ever, he met with Illumi I a deserted area in the back of the ship. In an ill-lit room, Illumi started to explain what he knew of different candidates.
"And finally, to your question of the Moslou. What I know is family information that has been gathered over many decades. We do not accept contracts on that family. To do so is death. They are highly skilled in all areas of the warrior, the assassin and the statesmen. The family is also very prolific. The current royals have 8 children. Three girls and 5 boys. The cousins and assundry relatives amount to almost 1,000. All highly skilled. Nobles born directly into the royal family receive a gold tattoo on their necks, other high ranking nobles receive a silver one and lesser nobles receive a black one. Do not underestimate them. The more noble the blood, the more skilled and dangerous they are."
Hisoka listened to Illumi's recitation intently. "I see. I wonder were she ranks then."
Illumi looked alarmed, "There is one here? That was a stupid question, of course there is." Illumi grimaced, glancing at the floor. "It's a matter of tradition. When one of the family reaches 17 or 18 years of age, they must attempt to pass the hunter exam. I don't think any have ever failed it."
Finishing their conversation they stepped out of the room to go their separate ways. In a small alcove across the hall, they saw someone fast asleep. Hisoka moved stealthily to make sure the person really was asleep and had not seen them. He waved Illumi back.
Gingerly stepping closer, he realized that the girl was indeed asleep, under a shield and probably could not even have heard them through it. Her long, white hair was brushed away from her neck revealing a shining, gold tattoo. Her beautiful face was set in serene lines and reminded him of a statue of a goddess that he had once seen.
Hisoka Beckoned Illumi forward and pointed at the tattoo. Illumi nodded and cocked his thumb to signal "let's go."
They silently walked further down the hall. "She is a princess then?" Hisoka asked.
"Without a doubt and I would guess her name is Kassari, the two other girls wouldn't be old enough yet. She doesn't know we were there, so there's no harm done. Let's split now." Said Illumi with a worried glance over his shoulder.
"Yeah, o.k." Hisoka stepped back to let Illumi pass and silently worked his way back to the sleeping girl. "Well, # 346, we meet again. He settled back on his heels, like a scientist watching something under a microscope, trying to determine if it was mundane or unusual. Hisoka drew a card and threw it towards her pack. It caught fire and burned to ash feet before its goal. Hisoka smiled, "Ah, maybe a new toy then." He got up and left as quietly as he had come. "And a pretty one too."
Kassari woke early the next morning and headed for the galley to scrounge some fruit. She knew a much harder test would be next. She didn't bother to change, doubting any would associate her with #346.
Hisoka was looking out the window, he noticed her enter the room out of the corner of his eye. "I wonder, what game should I play today? Something different I think." His evil grin should have been enough warning for anyone.
A few of the candidates noticed her entrance and started elbowing each other and whispering. Her incredible beauty was really unexpected in this place. Tompa jumped up and rushed to greet her.
"Hello, sweet lady. Might I escort you to breakfast?" He asked eagerly, his eyes never leaving her cleavage.
"No thank you. I am just looking for-"Kassari was interrupted when Hisoka came up behind her and draped an arm around her waist.
"Looking for me," Hisoka finished for her. With a disdainful glance at Tompa, he steered her towards a table. "Come dearest, you're late. I was starting to grow impatient."
He held out a chair for her and seated her as if he practiced courtly manners every day. An attendant brought out juice. "Cut fruit for the lady and coffee for me, thank you." Hisoka ordered.
"Well, Hisoka, you certainly have them all guessing now." Kassari smiled.
Í don't think they are guessing. I made it pretty clear that I have staked a claim and they should understand that to approach you is to invite death." He smirked, watching her reaction out of the corner of his eye.
"I see. Do you plan on claiming me then? To what purpose? Kassari's heart beat faster and she felt a bit flushed.
"You are mine. It is faint. As to the purpose, perhaps as a challenge- possibly to fight with, maybe to sleep with, definitely for my own amusement and to play games with. Whatever suits my mood at the moment."
"Currently, it is confusing the others and I find that amusing." He was looking into her eyes and had picked up her hand, casually, as if without any real intent. Shivering excitement shot-up her spine from his touch. "Don't mistake me Kassari, you are mine, I just have to decide in what way."
"You think so, huh? We'll see." Kassari drew her hand away from his electric touch. And turned to take a bite of fruit.
"Princess, you aura gives away your interest. You can't play coy with me. I know you find me intriguing and that you are strongly attracted to me. But, I am the one calling the shots here." Hisoka's cat like eyes narrowed with his intensity.
"Surely, you overestimate my feelings." Kassari was growing annoyed at his presumption, to treat her as a plaything and nothing more was not the role she wished to play. Of course, she had no way of knowing how seriously he pursued his toys, often cultivating them for years. Suddenly, she realized that he had called her by name and knew her title. In alarm, she dropped her fork.
Hisoka picked up the fork, pleased with his affect on her. He speared a piece of fruit and held it to her lips. Watching her mouth as she took the bite.
Others in the room were watching him with envy and yet others with apprehension. He was very aware of the reaction he was causing around him. "I do not believe so." He answered.
"I can not help but be drawn to your grace and beauty, it fascinates me. Beauty and danger are my obsessions. But that doesn't mean I wish to be your plaything. Kassari bowed her head, hiding a blush.
"Well then, I have a wager for you." Said Hisoka as he fed her another piece of fruit. He watched a drop of juice on her lower lip, intensely. "We will have a fight and whoever wins gets the other as a slave for two months."
"Oh, interesting. No holds barred fight?" Kassari asked, intrigued by the idea of having Hisoka as her slave for two months. "I think that if I agree to this proposal that there should be some rules. #1 and obvious, no killing or maiming each other, that would be counterproductive, #2 no nasty scars and the last one- if one of has an outside emergency or important personal business to attend to, that person must be released."
Hisoka gazed thoughtfully into the air, I can agree with the first two rules, although accidents do happen. As for the last rule, of one must break off the time period, it will have to be made-up at the earliest convenience. Also, since you are making rules I have a couple as well. New challenges may be issued at later dates with little or no notice." Hisoka paused for effect. "If a new challenge is refused, then all rules end and it can be a fight to the death."
Kassari was nervous as she considered the implications of this. "If I would accept this challenge, I eventually have to kill you or you have to kill me or it can end if we simply grow bored with each other. That is the only way out?"
Hisoka nodded, a nasty smile spread across his face.
"I see," She shivered at the cold light in his eyes. "Then one more provision, if either of us finds someone we love and wish to be with, or if I am required to marry by my family, it ends."
"I can agree to the 2nd part, but if you find someone else and fall in love, I will kill both of you." Hisoka's eyes were filled with deadly promise.
I need to think about this for awhile. Your proposal intrigues me, but it is a huge risk and requires so much in commitment. I am not sure I want to take the risk." Kassari stared down at her plate. Almost empty now. She had not even been aware that Hisoka had been feeding her, bit by bit.
"I will give you until the end of this next test to decide and the first fight will take place at our earliest mutual convenience, with the period of servitude to start after the exam and hunter orientation is over. Hisoka stood in preparation to leave. "But I will give you something more concrete to think on."
He pulled Kassari to him, gripping her by the back of the hair and forcefully started to kiss her. As he felt her start to respond, he gentled his lips and probed hers with his tongue until they parted to let him in. The kiss deepened as he tasted her, drank in her scent, their auras blending together. The desire he felt seared him to the core and he released her in surprise at the strength of his own emotions. Turning he walked away.
Kassari looked after him, her fingers touching her burning lips. Gradually she realized that people were looking at her as if she was a street performer. even been aware that Hisoka had been feeding her, bit by bit.
"I will give you until the end of this next test to decide and the first fight will take place at our earliest mutual convenience, with the period of servitude to start after the exam and hunter orientation is over. Hisoka stood in preparation to leave. "But I will give you something more concrete to think on."
He pulled Kassari to him, gripping her by the back of the hair and forcefully started to kiss her. As he felt her start to respond, he gentled his lips and probed hers with his tongue until they parted to let him in. The kiss deepened as he tasted her, drank in her scent, their auras blending together. The desire he felt burned him to the core and he released her in surprise at the strength of his own emotions. Turning he walked away.
Kassari looked after him, her fingers touching her burning lips. Gradually she realized that people were looking at her as if she was a street performer. She turned and ran from the room.
Hisoka was aware of the many eyes watching the exchange. He had planned this public confrontation, knowing it would embarrass Kassari. What he had not considered were his own dark desires for her. Holding her sweet body against him, his control had been difficult to reign in.
He knew she would accept.