Note: I know some of you might think that this is ooc for Hisoka to be a
stalker, but keep in mind that when Gon and Killua came back from the
mountain he followed them from the airport in a private jet to the Fight
Tower and checked on them using the web and then followed their progress
through the tower. So yeah, he does stalk his prey very extensively. He
goes out of his way to join the Genin Ryodan (sp?) just to fight Kuoro and
then goes to Greed Island to find someone to remove Kuoro's nen curse so
that they can fight. To him it is part of the fun. And of course he
doesn't mind when Gon and Killua start learning from Wing because he wants
them to get stronger and he has no jealousy at all in that regard. Only
when he thinks that Illumi might want to interfere with Gon. He very
clearly tells him that Gon is his. But this is a different sort of
relationship. Hisoka is very prone to obsessions; this is how I think he
would react if he were to seriously desire someone. (Not just for a one
night stand or a little fun, but seriously become interested.)
As to a previous chapter when Leorio is hitting on Kassari, to some this may seem ooc. But in the anime episode 11 he does exactly that to a cute female candidate and a bit sleazier too. Bad pickup lines and all.
The Spying Game
After, a fitful night of sleep, Kassari decided she had better go out and buy some more clothes to take with her for period of servitude to Hisoka. She had no idea when she would have another opportunity to replenish her horribly lacking wardrobe.
Kassari found a large clothing store not far from her hotel and bought several pairs of pants with multiple pockets and draw string waists as well as some plain t-shirts in various colors and one black dress that did not look like it would wrinkle or ruin rolled up in a backpack. She left her old dress in the trash can on the outside of the dressing room and told the sales lady that she wanted to wear her new pants and a t-shirt out. The sales lady helpfully took the tags off the clothes.
"You poor dear, traveling huh? Well, you might want to get some night clothes and personal things too. After all, a girl can't run around in her birthday suit, the nights get a little chilly here." The helpful sales lady led Kassari over to the section that contained lingerie and pajamas.
'Well, she definitely works on commission.' Kassari thought. 'She does have a point though.' Kassari found pajamas in a royal blue satin and a matching night shirt and had the sales lady add them to her purchase. On another rack she saw a black lace teddy. 'Now this is just asking for trouble, but after that weird dream I had last night, looks like I am neck deep in trouble already so a little more won't make a difference.'
Thanking the sales lady, Kassari left with her shopping bags and headed for a sidewalk café a block down the street. A casually dressed waiter handed her a menu. She could feel eyes on her, but ignored it. People always seemed to be staring at her when she went out in public. "Maybe I should cut off my hair." She mumbled to herself. "If I shave my head or cut my hair close, I wouldn't look like some men's magazine model. Then everyone would just stare at me because of my tattoo. Geez, excellent trade off."
"I absolutely refuse to let you cut your hair." A stern voice stated behind her. Kassari looked over her shoulder.
"Joel! What are you doing here?" She jumped up and threw her arms around his neck in a tight hug. Letting him go, she motioned for the tall, muscular young man to sit with her. His short, light brown hair was standing up in short spikes and he wore reflective sun glasses that hid his eyes.
Pulling out the offered chair, he signaled the waiter for another menu. "I just finished a mission. Brought in a class B criminal and I saw you coming out of that store and rushed over here to catch up with you." Joel put his menu down on the table. "I see you passed your exam. I checked out the results on the web last night. Congratulations. So can I take you out to dinner tonight to celebrate?"
"That would be fun Joel." Kassari smiled up at her older brother. "You always were the one that remembered all my special days. Matu is to busy with royal business and Dane couldn't give a damn about anything that didn't directly concern him."
"True, True. Thankless jerks, both of them. Never even noticed when you ran for the file that one or the other forgot or that you would make them dinner when they were out late and the servants had left. You know our sisters; Tiffany and Raquel would never have been that considerate. Of course, now that you're not at home, they probably notice that things do not seem to run quite as smoothly for them."
"Yeah, I think I was too nice to them." Kassari sighed.
Joel chuckled and tosselled Kassari's hair.
"I am too old for that Joel." She knocked his hand away. "I am cutting it off; maybe I'll even shave my head bald."
"That should be interesting." Joel picked up his fork after the waiter set down their plates of food. "You remember the last time you cut your hair? You were what 11? And you got some kind of glue from one of Dane's traps in it? I still have a picture of that."
"I was 9 and I looked terrible. My eyes were too big for my face and every body thought I was a little boy." Kassari's face mirrored her disgust.
"Yeah, I remember that your hair had to be shaved off and mom had a fit. She made Dane work in the stables for a month." Joel laughed again.
"My head got sunburned and so did my ears and all the other kids made fun of me and called me an ugly boy."
"Isn't it strange that even though you grew up into such a pretty lady no one at home seems to notice? All our peers still treat you as the ugly little girl with a bad hair cut." Joel shook his head in disbelief.
"I never understood the meanness of those people. They were always putting me down and saying things like I would never get a boy friend. It really hurt and for a long time I believed them." She sighed.
"You know Dane started most of the talk. He was always jealous of you. He will never be as skilled as you are. It even took him four attempts to get through the exam. Father was so embarrassed."
Leaning across the table, Joel held his drink up in front of his face to hide his lips. "So sis, who is that guy behind us with the teal hair and loud clothes? Somebody you know? He has been staring daggers at me since I sat down with you."
"Teal hair, hmm, that could only be . . ." She pulled a small mirror out of her purse and used it to check over her shoulder. "Hisoka. Damn, it certainly feels like I never get a single moment away from him lately. He's even haunting my dreams."
"Sis, do you want me to deal with him?"
"No don't interfere. I have an obligation to him that I must complete." She patted his hand in an attempt to alleviate his concern.
"I don't think I approve, however, that's your decision to make." Joel relaxed back into his chair and they finished their meal.
"I have to go collect my bounty, so seven tonight in the lobby?" He asked.
"Yes, that will be great. I am staying at the Empire."
"I know." Joel stood to leave. "You need to be more secretive when you make reservations, unless you don't care who knows." He tossed some money on the table. "If you need me call me or page me. I will be that. I don't trust that guy. He has a very nasty aura." He glared over Kassari's head at Hisoka and walked down the street in the opposite direction.
Kassari gathered her bags to leave and glanced over at Hisoka's table, he wasn't there anymore; there was just a half empty glass sitting on it, abandoned.
Hisoka could not get her out of his head. He kept returning to the way she had responded to him. The way their energies had interacted was nothing short of intoxicating. It made him hunger for her all the more. He stepped out to get some lunch and to clear his head when he saw Kassari sit down at the café. He also noticed a man approaching her from across the street. Locating a table close to the building hidden in shadow, he sat down to watch. He was not pleased to see that the two obviously were well acquainted. Or that Kassari threw herself at the man. However, she did not kiss him. 'I guess he is not her lover then.'
He imagined cutting off the man's hand when he touched her hair. Finally the man got up to leave. Hisoka did not miss the threatening glare the man aimed at him and returned it in kind.
Hisoka heard Kassari yell after him about being on time, 7 sharp. 'A date hmm.' Hisoka quickly left. 'We'll see. He could be a relative I suppose, but I do not see his family tattoo if he is.'
Joel picked up his check from the court clerk and went to a computer terminal to access information on Hisoka. There was not much information available. Some things on the hunter exam and his standing body count for both exams with a few details and that he was a suspected member of the Genin Ryodan, but no background information and no known outstanding arrest warrants.
Hisoka followed Joel, keeping his distance. He stopped when he saw him enter the International Police Headquarters. 'Who is this guy? Why am I getting so obsessed with that damn princess?' Hisoka was troubled by this realization. He walked away head down, lost in thought.
'What is it? I do not care about her wealth, status, or rank. Her beauty would be meaningless without her sensuality. Possibly it is the mystique, an ethereal air that seems to be part of her. Of course what she can accomplish with just her mind is nothing short of amazing. It's even possible that if she let go of her constraints that she could kill me. Which is certainly an enticement. She also has and untouchable innocence that draws me to her. It makes me want to corrupt her and help destroy those constraints. She is my prey and I will not tolerate another's intervention.' His dark look caused those on the sidewalk around him to quickly scurry away.
As to a previous chapter when Leorio is hitting on Kassari, to some this may seem ooc. But in the anime episode 11 he does exactly that to a cute female candidate and a bit sleazier too. Bad pickup lines and all.
The Spying Game
After, a fitful night of sleep, Kassari decided she had better go out and buy some more clothes to take with her for period of servitude to Hisoka. She had no idea when she would have another opportunity to replenish her horribly lacking wardrobe.
Kassari found a large clothing store not far from her hotel and bought several pairs of pants with multiple pockets and draw string waists as well as some plain t-shirts in various colors and one black dress that did not look like it would wrinkle or ruin rolled up in a backpack. She left her old dress in the trash can on the outside of the dressing room and told the sales lady that she wanted to wear her new pants and a t-shirt out. The sales lady helpfully took the tags off the clothes.
"You poor dear, traveling huh? Well, you might want to get some night clothes and personal things too. After all, a girl can't run around in her birthday suit, the nights get a little chilly here." The helpful sales lady led Kassari over to the section that contained lingerie and pajamas.
'Well, she definitely works on commission.' Kassari thought. 'She does have a point though.' Kassari found pajamas in a royal blue satin and a matching night shirt and had the sales lady add them to her purchase. On another rack she saw a black lace teddy. 'Now this is just asking for trouble, but after that weird dream I had last night, looks like I am neck deep in trouble already so a little more won't make a difference.'
Thanking the sales lady, Kassari left with her shopping bags and headed for a sidewalk café a block down the street. A casually dressed waiter handed her a menu. She could feel eyes on her, but ignored it. People always seemed to be staring at her when she went out in public. "Maybe I should cut off my hair." She mumbled to herself. "If I shave my head or cut my hair close, I wouldn't look like some men's magazine model. Then everyone would just stare at me because of my tattoo. Geez, excellent trade off."
"I absolutely refuse to let you cut your hair." A stern voice stated behind her. Kassari looked over her shoulder.
"Joel! What are you doing here?" She jumped up and threw her arms around his neck in a tight hug. Letting him go, she motioned for the tall, muscular young man to sit with her. His short, light brown hair was standing up in short spikes and he wore reflective sun glasses that hid his eyes.
Pulling out the offered chair, he signaled the waiter for another menu. "I just finished a mission. Brought in a class B criminal and I saw you coming out of that store and rushed over here to catch up with you." Joel put his menu down on the table. "I see you passed your exam. I checked out the results on the web last night. Congratulations. So can I take you out to dinner tonight to celebrate?"
"That would be fun Joel." Kassari smiled up at her older brother. "You always were the one that remembered all my special days. Matu is to busy with royal business and Dane couldn't give a damn about anything that didn't directly concern him."
"True, True. Thankless jerks, both of them. Never even noticed when you ran for the file that one or the other forgot or that you would make them dinner when they were out late and the servants had left. You know our sisters; Tiffany and Raquel would never have been that considerate. Of course, now that you're not at home, they probably notice that things do not seem to run quite as smoothly for them."
"Yeah, I think I was too nice to them." Kassari sighed.
Joel chuckled and tosselled Kassari's hair.
"I am too old for that Joel." She knocked his hand away. "I am cutting it off; maybe I'll even shave my head bald."
"That should be interesting." Joel picked up his fork after the waiter set down their plates of food. "You remember the last time you cut your hair? You were what 11? And you got some kind of glue from one of Dane's traps in it? I still have a picture of that."
"I was 9 and I looked terrible. My eyes were too big for my face and every body thought I was a little boy." Kassari's face mirrored her disgust.
"Yeah, I remember that your hair had to be shaved off and mom had a fit. She made Dane work in the stables for a month." Joel laughed again.
"My head got sunburned and so did my ears and all the other kids made fun of me and called me an ugly boy."
"Isn't it strange that even though you grew up into such a pretty lady no one at home seems to notice? All our peers still treat you as the ugly little girl with a bad hair cut." Joel shook his head in disbelief.
"I never understood the meanness of those people. They were always putting me down and saying things like I would never get a boy friend. It really hurt and for a long time I believed them." She sighed.
"You know Dane started most of the talk. He was always jealous of you. He will never be as skilled as you are. It even took him four attempts to get through the exam. Father was so embarrassed."
Leaning across the table, Joel held his drink up in front of his face to hide his lips. "So sis, who is that guy behind us with the teal hair and loud clothes? Somebody you know? He has been staring daggers at me since I sat down with you."
"Teal hair, hmm, that could only be . . ." She pulled a small mirror out of her purse and used it to check over her shoulder. "Hisoka. Damn, it certainly feels like I never get a single moment away from him lately. He's even haunting my dreams."
"Sis, do you want me to deal with him?"
"No don't interfere. I have an obligation to him that I must complete." She patted his hand in an attempt to alleviate his concern.
"I don't think I approve, however, that's your decision to make." Joel relaxed back into his chair and they finished their meal.
"I have to go collect my bounty, so seven tonight in the lobby?" He asked.
"Yes, that will be great. I am staying at the Empire."
"I know." Joel stood to leave. "You need to be more secretive when you make reservations, unless you don't care who knows." He tossed some money on the table. "If you need me call me or page me. I will be that. I don't trust that guy. He has a very nasty aura." He glared over Kassari's head at Hisoka and walked down the street in the opposite direction.
Kassari gathered her bags to leave and glanced over at Hisoka's table, he wasn't there anymore; there was just a half empty glass sitting on it, abandoned.
Hisoka could not get her out of his head. He kept returning to the way she had responded to him. The way their energies had interacted was nothing short of intoxicating. It made him hunger for her all the more. He stepped out to get some lunch and to clear his head when he saw Kassari sit down at the café. He also noticed a man approaching her from across the street. Locating a table close to the building hidden in shadow, he sat down to watch. He was not pleased to see that the two obviously were well acquainted. Or that Kassari threw herself at the man. However, she did not kiss him. 'I guess he is not her lover then.'
He imagined cutting off the man's hand when he touched her hair. Finally the man got up to leave. Hisoka did not miss the threatening glare the man aimed at him and returned it in kind.
Hisoka heard Kassari yell after him about being on time, 7 sharp. 'A date hmm.' Hisoka quickly left. 'We'll see. He could be a relative I suppose, but I do not see his family tattoo if he is.'
Joel picked up his check from the court clerk and went to a computer terminal to access information on Hisoka. There was not much information available. Some things on the hunter exam and his standing body count for both exams with a few details and that he was a suspected member of the Genin Ryodan, but no background information and no known outstanding arrest warrants.
Hisoka followed Joel, keeping his distance. He stopped when he saw him enter the International Police Headquarters. 'Who is this guy? Why am I getting so obsessed with that damn princess?' Hisoka was troubled by this realization. He walked away head down, lost in thought.
'What is it? I do not care about her wealth, status, or rank. Her beauty would be meaningless without her sensuality. Possibly it is the mystique, an ethereal air that seems to be part of her. Of course what she can accomplish with just her mind is nothing short of amazing. It's even possible that if she let go of her constraints that she could kill me. Which is certainly an enticement. She also has and untouchable innocence that draws me to her. It makes me want to corrupt her and help destroy those constraints. She is my prey and I will not tolerate another's intervention.' His dark look caused those on the sidewalk around him to quickly scurry away.