Author's note: Tah-dah! The last chapter in my little hidey-hole...
Soon I'll start posting chapters as soon as I write andobsessively go over them XD
I apologise in advance about how confusing Nazo's outfit is...one day I'll have a link on my profile that shows the costume designs XD
:hooray bad descriptive skills:

Disclaimer: Dear lord...do I have to write these for EVERY chapter?

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Magician and the Fool: Capitulo Onze

My name is that of days gone by

My face is sweet, of cream, of pie

I write my letters of light and love

Plainly in the sky
Now tell me sir,

What am I?

A sweet specter of my imagination… "More riddles Nazo-chan? You're ruthless" Hisoka threw on a tired expression. White gravel crunched under his shoes as he walked toward the train car; its host lay atop and out of sight.

"Will you won't you will you won't you…will you answer me?" she kept out of sight, lazily twirling her finger for a tiny orchestra. "Will you won't you will you won't you won't you answer me…" she sang sleepily half to herself, filling whatever silence he chose to create.

"A fairy" he raised an eyebrow and chuckled. Hisoka might've been good at mind games and riddles, but who was to say that he knew nursery rhymes? "Or better yet…a Nopperabo" he smirked to his own faceless apparition.

"Oooh I like those!" She sat up excitedly, scooting to the edge of the car and laid back down,letting her head hang over upside-down. "Why didn't I think of those? Hmmn…they sound better" she pouted and held her head. Her face was stark white once more, but considerably calmer than last time. Only a bit of blue around the eyes and lips, a blue powdered blush and small yellow stars on her cheeks. Her hair however, had jumped to a completely different end of the spectra: stark yellow. Blonde is the technical term, but it really was too yellow to be, especially in the way it whipped around "You're still wrong though!" she grinned and flicked the plastic light bulbs at the ends of her antenna headband. "I'm a lightning bug!" she grinned and sat up displaying a pair of outstretched nylon fairy wings. "See?" she stood and grinned over her shoulder. Another strange jumpsuit…where does she buy them? Powder blue with a pattern of yellow bubbles, gathered tufts of white fur at her ankles, wrists, neck and hips, punctuating in an oversized plastic light bulb…where it would be on the insect.

Hisoka shook his head and gave a stifled laugh. This was his visitor? She was too cute and bubbly to be a killer…at least one that gave him this much excitement. "A firebug?" he smirked, watching her leap down from the train car, landing on the gravel with a crunch.

"Not firebug, lightning bug" Nazonazo held up her finger and lectured him. "Firebugs are humans who start fires…and if you call me that you might spoil the surprise" she grinned finally flicking open her eyes. Even in all that playful blue and yellow, her eyes were still a crazed pink. "Nope, just a cute little firefly. Buzz Buzz Buzz"

"Surprise?" Hisoka licked his lips and grinned "Were you planning an assault as soon as a I got here?"

"You're not very bright are you?" Nazo narrowed her eyes at him and shook her head "If it was as soon as you got here we wouldn't be sitting quietly having this little chat now would we?"

"You're so cruel to me Nazo-chan" he snickered holding his head. "You're a lure then" he met her eyes with a cold gray gaze, always with a disarming smile.

For a moment Nazo's smile faded, the black paint drawing up to her cheekbones acting as a grin instead. "…Wrong again" she said quietly, pink eyes not quite so carefree. Silence choked even the fresh breeze in the train yard; the two merely stared each other down, one gaze calm the other starting to shake.

"I liked your riddle" he smiled sweetly. The blatant lie in his expression aimed to tease her, managing to break the tense air between them.

"I thought you might" Nazonazo smiled back, also changing face. "The thought process is a little abstract, most people don't get it"

"So you've done this before?" his smile was crooked; he'd caught her in a net so to speak.

"I have." She said bluntly. There was no play in her voice, partly because it was the only way to keep a level head in this situation. "But you understood it…I'm glad" she smiled, almost nervously.

"How many?" the magician hissed, shooting down her attempt to change the subject.

Nazo stood silent for a few seconds, changing the subject back "How did you like it? How difficult was it?"

He held that grin with a challenging eye, not hesitating a moment in his answer "Difficult enough to put my head through a wall"

Nazo was taken aback, not by his answer but in his confidence. He was picking her apart and poking fun at her shaky rhythm to their conversation. She smiled once more and closed her eyes searching for her confident mask.

"Who do you work for Nazo-chan?" player one's turn came again for the question and he took it with gusto.

"…I don't work for anyone" she smiled wider, feeling those hazel eyes boring into her blue lids like cold metal drills.

"Fireflies don't work alone" He took a step toward her, his tone kept teasing.

"I don't work for anyone" she backed up, her tone growing more and more unsure.

"I know who's out for my throat. You're working for him"

"I'm not" Her wings pressed against her shoulders; she was backed up against the train car.

"So you know who I'm talking about?" the magician chuckled, continuing forward.

"I don't" her pink eyes hid once more, murmuring softly; something of a test to note his position

"You're just a tool to draw me out" he mimicked her volume, proving he wasn't even a step away

"That I'll admit. But for no one but myself"

"So what is your intent with me?" he chuckled, a drawl on his tongue as if he said something lewd

"I won't tell you that so easily Magician" she met his eyes with a spark in hers

"Who do you work for Nazo-chan?" he spoke low like a haunting echo pedal

"I don't work for anyone" she shut her eyes again, feeling a tortuous hand brush against her cheek

"Who are you really Nazo-chan?" the magician held her jaw and whispered against her forehead

"…Just a fool." And with that the light bulbs lit, letting her vanish like the flash of a camera.

End Capitulo

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Choppy enough for you?
Sorry if the sentences are short, in fact it's terribly annoying re-reading it.
But it conveys the fact that the conversation is uncomfortable and very quick and cutting right?

Also another devastating cliffhanger
(This one's real though, I haven't written much more than this XD)
And oh--what's that I see? Is that a mysterious escape and a plot thickener?
:pours beef stock into the plotline: I don't know WHAT you're talking about...
(In case you don't recognise my reference to Rachel Ray, Beef stock is basically broth from the meat used to add thick flavor to a soup or light stew...NEVER COOK WITHOUT IT! XD)

ahem...I'm getting worse and worse at getting off topic 6.6¿
The will-you-won't-you song is from Alice in Wonderland, which is actually the Lobster Quadrille sang by the mockturtle and gryphon
(XD yes I am a dork, and so are YOU if you caught that...)
oh about the Nopperabo:

Nopperabo - A common monster in Japanese folklore; A faceless female ghosts who haunts and kills men who mistreat women.

And "firebug" is what they used to call pyromaniacs back in the olden days...notice how tediously detailed I get yet?

This author's note was terribly long T.T¿ I apologise, please review!