Jun clapped her hands together with a smile as they left the restaurant. "What's next?" she asked excitedly to which Hisoka offered her a thin smile.
"I said three things," he told her. "We have done two of them, and the third will not be until later tonight. We may do whatever you wish between now and then."
Jun hummed to herself and tapped her nose with her finger, looking to be in deep concentration. "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything," Hisoka said, even though he didn't really mean it. He was curious to see what she would say.
"What do people normally do on dates?"
Hisoka blinked a few times. That was the question she wanted to ask? He actually chuckled a bit, patting Jun on the head. She seemed confused and opened her mouth to speak, but Hisoka decided it was best to answer her question. "Anything you want," he told her. "But normally, I believe dates consist of meals and excursions to various places, such as the zoo, as we went to, or the aquarium. If you prefer, we could go to the cinema and see a film, or go shopping. Whatever you choose, princess. There is no right answer."
Jun was a little surprised at how much Hisoka had answered. But she looked up at him, her blue eyes sparkling, and grinned. She held out her hand for Hisoka to hold. "I know where we should go! Come on!"
Hisoka knew that Jun had been ordered for on her outing with Kastro - he saw her being brought food she would never eat in a million years - which was why she had opted to play that game. It had been a cute test and he had passed with flying colors. He assumed now, she would like to go shopping once again, perhaps for normal clothes that she would never wear and end up at the pastry shop that she knew Hisoka liked.
But to his utter surprise, the place she brought him was not what he expected. She grinned as she lead Hisoka inside a massive dome. Every sports competition possible had practice arenas on the first floor, and Hisoka knew that upstairs was an arcade. She looked up at him. "Is this okay?"
Hisoka smiled. "It looks fun," he answered, actually being a little honest. Depending on how the next few hours went, the event Jun had chosen could definitely be fun for the both of them. "You made a splendid choice, Jun-chan."
She grinned proudly as they approached the counter. Hisoka slipped a hand in his pocket to grab his credit card, but Jun beat him to it and slapped down a wad of cash from the inside of her bag. She didn't even count it or wait for change before skipping off, snatching up a change of clothes. She tossed a pair to Hisoka and headed off into the dressing room without another word. Hisoka chuckled. Even though she was quite naive, she knew that she wouldn't be able to fully participate in the activities here in her dress.
They both emerged a few minutes later in black dry fit. Jun's had deep cerulean accents and she poked at Hisoka's pink ones before heading off to explore the other activities. He followed her to a rock climbing wall that she seemed quite interested in, as she paused at it for a few seconds longer than any of the other activities. The wall was at least a fifty feet tall. "Would you like to do this, Jun-chan?" he asked and she hummed to herself.
"Yeah," she answered finally, and a worker came over to help them. She turned to Hisoka and pointed at the two bells at the height of the wall. "Let's race."
He smiled thinly, his amber eyes gleaming. "What will I get when I win?"
"To choose the next event. Whoever wins the most events today gets a prize," she said, completely ignoring the worker who was trying to hand her a harness.
"What's the prize?"
"I haven't decided yet," she said, but Hisoka found himself being curious, a tingling in his chest not allowing him to turn down her game. She pointed at him. "No Bungee Gum. No Berserker Queen," she added, pointing at herself.
"An honest competition of strength," Hisoka clarified. "Are you sure you want to go through with this Jun-chan?"
"I'll crush you," she promised, walking past him to take her mark about twenty feet away from the wall. She looked to one of the workers. "You there. Say ready, set, go."
Hisoka headed back to where Jun was positioned and smiled down at her. There were a thousand things he could have said in reply to her challenge. "Don't cry when I destroy you, princess," he said and she giggled, which, in turn, he found himself happy to hear. Their playful competition was both fun and serious, as their pride as fighters seemed to hang in the balance of this athletic competition. It was ridiculous, but he couldn't help himself. He was getting excited.
The worker was uneasy. "U-uh, this wall is 54-feet high, I think you should both-"
"You have three words to say," Hisoka said, his tone gentle, but his eyes anything but. "Say anything else and my princess will hang you from the ceiling."
"Ready, set, go!" the worker cried and like a bullet, Jun and Hisoka took off for the wall.
Jun leapt onto the wall, snatching rocks hurling herself up towards the bell. She knew she was smaller and lighter than Hisoka, but she also knew that without nen, he was much physically stronger than she was. It took her milliseconds to decide which rocks to grab to use to propel herself upward but Hisoka was at least two seconds ahead of her already.
"Dammit," Jun hissed under breath and had to resist the urge to use nen to close the gap. It was she who decided that this competition would only use physical strength so she channeled all her energy into her arms and legs. Jun threw her hand up at the same time as Hisoka did and the sound of the bell chimed through the dome.
Hisoka hummed, a little impressed. He was at least a foot taller than Jun and his arm span was much longer, but she managed to ring the bell before him. She seemed impressed with herself, her hand still holding onto the string attached to the bell.
She giggled and glanced at him, her blue eyes big and bright. "My win!" she squealed, clapping her hands together. Jun had forgotten that they were without a harness about a fifty feet in the air and she had taken her hands off the rocks. A breath hitched in Jun's chest as she lost her balance.
Hisoka found his hand latched around her wrist. He hadn't even realized that he had moved. He had saved her from falling. It was only a fifty feet; the worst case scenario was that she landed and broke something. But this was Seikhara Jun. She would have probably caught onto a rock to regain her balance, or used nen to shield herself from the fall. There was no need for Hisoka to reach out to her, but he did anyway. It annoyed him.
"Uwah, that could've been bad," Jun said, snapping Hisoka out from his thoughts. She latched back onto the rocks as Hisoka released her wrist. "Thanks!"
It was obvious that she thought nothing of his action, so he decided to leave it alone. "Of course, Jun-chan."
He half expected her to suggest they race back down, but she started climbing down by herself, so Hisoka just decided to follow. There were times that he did have trouble reading her unpredictability, but today more so than ever before.
But he did not let it show on his face. "What game would you like to play next, princess?" he asked with a smile when they reached the bottom.
She pointed to the batting cages with a grin. "I saw it from up there," she said, gesturing to the rock wall. "It looks fun!"
The two headed towards the batting cages, the workers watching on as Jun chattered away. Even in casual clothes, Hisoka and Jun were both easily recognizable, especially when they did not hide their physical abilities. But the workers seemed to know better than to gossip and just continued on.
Hisoka pulled a bat from one of the bins and handed it to Jun, who grinned cutely as she plopped a baseball helmet on her head. "There's no need to wear that, Jun-chan," Hisoka told her, but she waved him off.
"It makes it feel like baseball, though," she insisted happily, holding the bat over her shoulder. She turned to a worker. "How long do we get in the cage? Like, max time?"
"Fifteen minutes," the worker answered.
"The most homeruns, in fifteen minutes, then?" Hisoka asked, pointing at the farthest marker at the end of the cage.
"The most homeruns in fifteen minutes without breaking the bats," Jun countered with a smile.
"Uh, if you break a bat, there will be a surcharge-" started the worker, but Jun held up her hand to signal him to stop talking. For some reason, the man seemed to know that the woman before him wasn't joking. She held up the bat Hisoka gave her and snapped it over her thigh. It was like breaking a twig in two. She tossed the pieces at the worker.
"My leg can break this bat," she needlessly told the worker. "If my leg can break this bat, I am sure that hitting a ball flying at ninety miles an hour at my full strength will break the bat." She turned to Hisoka, tapping her nose. "So! The most homeruns without breaking a bat. The combo starts over if you break it."
Hisoka smiled. A test of how well they could restrain their strength. "Sounds wonderful," he told her, handing her a new bat while the worker stood in shock. They both took their places as the timer begun.
With a loud pop, a baseball launched from a cannon at the two of them. Hisoka effortlessly swung the bat and sent it straight into the homerun range, his bat still in tact. A sharp snap from the stall next to him caught his attention and he glanced over to see that Jun had broken her bat clean in half.
She grinned sheepishly. "This is harder than I thought," she noted, to which Hisoka actually chuckled. She challenged him to a game she wasn't even sure she could win. He actually sort of liked that. There was no underhandedness to her games; she really simply did want to play honest matches with him. He could respect that.
After fifteen minutes of batting, Jun had snapped 17 bats, while Hisoka had kept his in tact. Jun's score had been a measley 3 homeruns, versus Hisoka's 87. He smiled thinly, a little triumphant as he bopped Jun softly on the head with his bat. "My win," he told her, to which she giggled.
"Yeah, that was harder than I thought. You're pretty good, Hisoka," she said, kicking her broken bats out of the way as she followed him towards the next game. She didn't even bother cleaning up after herself and Hisoka smiled at the workers hustling to clean up Jun's mess. "What do you want to play?" she asked as they browsed through different activities.
Hisoka had a variety of choices and had to admit that Jun had chosen a fun thing to do for their midday activity. While he knew that spending money on Jun was indeed what made her happy at times, he would much rather be competing against her somehow than taking her shopping. And by the look of the bright smile on Jun's face, Hisoka could only assume the same was true for her.
The two of them played varying games through out the afternoon, tied, for the most part. Jun would get a point and then Hisoka would get one back, and they were back and forth for most of the afternoon, leaving in their wake destroyed equipment and baffled employees. They ended at the arcade upstairs where they spent a few hours playing video games.
"Last game," Hisoka told Jun, as it was her turn to choose. "We are tied, princess, and should get going for my last event planned for you. And you still need to think of a prize for me when I defeat you."
Jun hummed to herself, glancing around for their final game. She grinned and clapped her hands together, spotting something. She pointed to a huge machine rig with what looked like cockpit seats sitting adjacent to each other. "Gundams!" she cried excitedly, rushing over before Hisoka could say a word about it.
"And what shall I win when I defeat you?" he asked as she hopped into the cockpit.
She tapped her nose a few times. "Hmm, you know all those bags of cute things you bought me?" she asked. "How about the winner makes the loser wear anything from those bags?"
Hisoka actually laughed, patting her on the head. "Sounds like a deal," he agreed, sliding into the system next to her. He was well aware that there were only women's garbs in those bags; tonight would be fun either way.
The game had something to do with Gundams fighting each other. Hisoka had never played this game before, and quite obviously, neither had Jun. She was slamming her hands down on all the buttons – Hisoka was surprised that she hadn't broken the machine yet. However, at the end of the match, Jun came out victorious, throwing her hands in the air.
She leapt out, clapping her hands together excitedly. "Looks like I win!" she cried, pumping her fists. "I'm gonna make you look super sexy tonight," she teased as they headed back downstairs. "I already have an idea of what I'm gonna have you wear!"
Hisoka chuckled, actually interested. He had a feeling that no matter what, she was definitely wearing some of the things he bought her. This way, it was going to be fun for both of them. "Looking forward to it."