A/N: Yoo, this is my first for real fic, i tried to include different elements of their relationship. The ship is HisoIllu, if you don't like, sorry, i'll be writing different content in the future as well. Trigger Warnings - Light Mentions of psychological abuse, child abuse, and manipulation.
4:41 AM, Kukuroo Mountain had gone silent for the night. With soft stabs of moonlight poking down and light drops of rain falling to the tip of the mountain. Only leaving the noise to the couple that stood atop the infamous Zoldyck Mansion, both at a loss for focus while attempting to stay alert of their surroundings. Illumi had raked his pale fingers through his hair, his eyes following each noir strand that fell back down to his waist, while Illumi's vision had been stuck on absolutely nothing, Hisoka had his mind set on the noirette. "How does a black sheep survive in a herd of white ones?" Hisoka's warm voice hummed on Illumi's collarbone, slowly intertwining the other male's fingers with his. While Illumi had been stuck in a small daze, his dull eyes fell on the pink hair that grazed his chin. Quietly, the Zoldyck let out a sigh, "Normally, i'd assume." Replied the noirette, the sudden warmth from the tanned hand sent tingles down Illumi's spine. "It's still a sheep, is it not?" Questioned the male.
"Wrong, darling," Hisoka cooed, leaning his head back so their eyes met. Illumi could've swore the scent of cherry and bubblegum filled his nose, though Illumi was raised to adapt all types of poison, Hisoka was intoxicating. "They cannot survive without someone to hold onto." Hisoka's smirk didn't phase Illumi whatsoever. That damned smirk was so common, it was basically his normal expression. Hisoka had always been a handsy person, in the worst moments he could think of too. Of course, Illumi had learned to adapt to it, but the smallest moment of annoyance followed each time Hisoka ran his fingers down his waist. "I doubt that." Illumi grumbled as Hisoka slowly began to sway the younger back and forth slowly. "Hisoka, I really don't want to dance." The noirette sighed, glancing away. "Darling, you should smile more." He said teasingly. "I'm sure that pretty face of yours can't be so emotionless all the time, can it?" Illumi rolled his eyes, . "I don't appreciate how you don't listen to what I say or when I ask you to do something for me, Hisoka." Illumi remarked to the man in front of him. "I'm sure you don't care." Hisoka loved the way he could make Illumi scowl or scrunch his nose, he could never seem to get a smile out of the male, no matter how hard he tried. "Smile more, my black sheep."
"Smile more?" Illumi questioned, watching the light sway of the other's hair as he nodded. Smiling, Hisoka moved his hand from the noirette's thin waste to his pale cheek, caressing the cold skin under his hand. Illumi finally broke the long eye contact between the couple, his eyes moving to his shoes as they moved. "Let me guess, it's because of them, is it?" Hisoka asked "Honestly, darling. You have to st -"
"It's not that." The Zoldyck interrupted, "Stop that." Hisoka rose a brow, his head tilting to the side, "Why so defensive, darling? You have nothing to hide from me." Pressed on the magician, moving his hand from the other's cheek to his long black hair. "You're scared, but you don't want to admit it, correct? You're scared they're watching right now, waiting for you to slip up one swift move and let them now i'm here. Y'know, we are engaged. It wouldn't hurt to leave home and stay with me one of these days." Illumi shook his head, "It's not that easy, Hisoka." The magician froze, his grip loosening on the male's hand; Illumi mirrored his movements. The warmth of Hisoka's hand being taken away so sudden sent an uncomfortable feeling down his spine. "Illu, are you lonely?" He questioned as the other dropped his arms to the side, turning on his left heel and exhaling deeply. "I mean, certainly with these big walls you live in and your 'no friend' policy. Aren't you a bit bored of being by yourself? Why, darling, i'm starting to believe you want me here all the time." He teased.
"Go home, Hisoka." Illumi waved off of his words, "I don't get lonely, I never needed to." As his eyes followed the swaying trees, Hisoka continued to press on. "Pushing me away so quickly?" Hisoka grinned, leaning forward to rest his chin on the other's shoulder. "You never grew up, did you?" Illumi felt his shoulders tense, his sight fell back to Hisoka. "I'm sure i'm right, your mummy and daddy's little puppet, are you not? Maybe, just maybe, those strings could just be.. Cut loose~?" Hisoka chuckled as he turned his head upwards, giving a light nibble to Illumi's ear. Illumi stood in place, "Think about it, where were they when you were hurt as a child? I'm sure they thought all those 'trainings' of yours would help you, shape you into the perfect son, didn't they? They broke you, Illu, then they took what should've been yours and gave it to someone else." He slowly ran his hand up the male's arm, raising it to the air.
Illumi shook his head, "You don't know what you're talking about." He muttered. "Oh?" Hisoka tilted his head. "What is there not to know, my dear Illumi?" Illumi had gone silent, an uncomfortable annoyance bugging at his head. "You know i'm right." He cooed, swaying the two of them from left and right. "They claim they love you, but I think you know it's all just a lie. To make you feel like you accomplished something in your years of torture and pain. They hurt you, you can't even feel it anymore, can you?" Hisoka ran his tongue across his lip. "It's almost admirable how you haven't snapped yet. Surprisingly patient too. Don't you wanna be special to someone?" He pulled his left hand away and stroked Illumi's cheek, only to react in shock.
"My love, are you crying?" Hisoka asked, pulling his away slowly. "You know, it's hard to tell in the rain from a far distance.."
"It's aggravating." Illumi said bluntly. Hisoka's expression softened, "Illumi.." He watched as the other moved away, his arms falling back to his side. As Illumi turned back to him, he raised a single finger to wipe his tears away, he scrunched his nose lightly. "I know they don't mean it, but i'm still trying. They'll always favor Killua more, i've accepted that, but i'll never let them take my pride." Cracks of thunder echoed over their heads as Hisoka stepped forward, his smirk slowly coming back. "Don't be fooled by a few tears, Hisoka. They don't hurt me anymore." The noirette spoke smoothly, "I know what I want, and i'll get just that." Illumi added, a small smirk growing.
Their icy gazes brung the tension higher among the two, long rumbles of thunder pulsed through their ears as they met chest to chest. Neither of them letting a single word come through as Hisoka grabbed Illumi by the cheek and pulled him into a kiss. Their teeth clashed together as Hisoka brought his hands to Illumi's hair, giving a rough tug to it. Illumi let out a grunt of displeasure. Hisoka watched as Illumi swept his leg to the others ankles in one swift moment, immediately knocking the magician off of his feet. Hisoka tugged down on the noir hair, pulling the male ontop of him. Illumi fell on top of him, grunting lightly. The position had been uncomfortable to say the least, Hisoka laid on the cold roof, while Illumi had been lunged on his waist with his right foot next to Hisoka's neck and his left sat next to his torso. Illumi looked down on him, moving a free hand to his neck, gripping it tightly, drawing a long, throaty noise from the elder. As they stared at each-other, within a second, they both had an attack in plan. Hisoka pushed a card from seemingly nowhere against his porcelain skin, Illumi on the other hand had ripped 5 pins off his dark green shirt and stuck each one between his fingers, dangling them over Hisoka's face. "Are we done, Hisoka?" Hisoka chuckled, "I suppose." As Illumi pulled his hand away hesitantly, Hisoka chuckled and let go of his hair, dropping the card into thin air. Illumi stuck each pin back into their respective places.
Flashes of lightning illuminated the Zoldyck's charcoal eyes, Hisoka stared deeply into the dead eyes. "You think too little on yourself, Illu," The male began. "You look at yourself like how you think everyone else sees you." Illumi listened, watching Hisoka with a blank face. "Hisoka." He cut into his sentence, "Your makeup's washing away, you know." Hisoka let out a light chuckle, "Do I still look pretty?" Illumi rolled his eyes as he rose back to his feet, holding his hand out for Hisoka. Hisoka took it, letting Illumi pull him off the ground. Hisoka immediately interlocked their fingers and used his left hand to hold Illumi's waist, pulling him close. "Are you up to dance now?" He asked, leaning his forehead to the other's. Illumi gave a light scoff and put his hand up to the male's shoulder plate. "Yes, Hisoka." He nodded, forcing an annoyed tone. "I'm ready to dance." Slowly, they began to sway back and forth. Hisoka decided to take the lead and began the movements. "One, two, three. One, two, three." He said between chuckles. After they had gotten the rhythmn, the two had slowly started to synchronize.
Hisoka couldn't help but admire the small things about Illumi, like how he halfway closed his eyes when he got focused with certan things like dancing. Or how gently his hair swayed when they were moving. Moving closer towards the ledge, Hisoka leaned in foward, Illumi watched him with a raised brow. Hisoka leaned down and pressed a small kiss to the male's pale lips. Illumi glanced away for a moment, then looked back at him. Hisoka watched Illumi follow his golden hues, before he leaned up and returned the kiss. "Happy?" He asked, Hisoka chuckled and nodded, despite being a bit shocked by Illumi's reaction.
The magician took the assassin's hand tightly, moving back from Illumi. Illumi took this initiative to get on his tippy toe, doing a quick spin. Hisoka laughed and pulled him close, Illumi relaxed his body a bit, mentally shaking his head as he did something he'd probably regret. He moved his hand up to Hisoka's cheek, gently carressing it as the moved to the very end. Hisoka's expression change to a sudden look of glee, slightly leaning his cheek into the cold palms of the other. "Ready for the next part? Or are you gonna get scared~?" Hisoka pressed. Illumi furrowed his brows lightly, "I'm ready." Hisoka nodded, slowly starting to tip Illumi over the edge. One of Illumi's shoes stuck to the side of the building, keeping one up in the air. Hisoka had leaned in close to Illumi's face, "Illu.. What do you want out of this life?" Illumi chuckled, tilting his head upwards slightly. "I can't tell you until i'm close to getting it." Illumi explained as Hisoka pulled him back up. At 6:34 AM on the peak of Kukuroo Mountain, rain puddled down on the fiance's. Illumi then perked up when he heard the loud clang of the mansion's doors open. "Illumi?!" Kikyo screeched out, "Come back!" Hisoka chuckled, "What if I gave a goodmorning to mommy dearest herself?" Illumi shook his head, "Run boy, run." Illumi jokingly said, turning away. Within almost a flash Hisoka had been gone.
Boy, he hated that man.