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Flashback:

"Hmmmm?" someone said, then we stopped moving. "You should rest," the person carrying me said then resumed it's pace.

I assume that he's talking to me and with that, I closed my eyes, escaping all the problems I know I can never break free from.

I woke up in a dimly lit room.

"Ughh," I frowned. My head is aching. Why is my head aching? I looked around the room.

Where am I? What happened?

Then memories from last occurrence flashed in my head.

Oh yeah. I said to myself as I remembered. There was this pervert jester, and another jester who saved me from the pervert jester by slicing through it's neck using a playing card but then also tried to kill me — though I haven't proven that he actually planned on killing me too. I'm still thinking about what he said, "It's been a long time". And I wonder if someone has already found the body the pervert one. Maybe I should report it to the authority. That pervert jester has got to have family that will look for him. Then, Toru found where I was hiding, and he was inside my house, and he was sitting on my couch, and he said he's going to take me home, and I told him no but he said it has to be done and said "Forgive me" and used force against me to take me home, but I argued and struggled but they made me smell that stupid handkerchief and of course, I lost consciousness and now I'm here. What did they put in that scarf, anyway? To hell with them. I really am gonna fire them once I got home. And I'm gonna punish Toru for not obeying me. But if he did obey me, he's busted and father might kill him — no I'm just exaggerating.

But seriously, where am I? Clearly, this isn't my room — the space of this room wasn't even half of my bedroom.

Toru said he's going to bring me back home, but where is that guy? Where are we?

Out of nowhere, something flashed in my head. I think it was a dream. Like a memory from another memory. Someone was carrying me over their shoulder and I was upside down. I think the person carrying me even told me to rest, but I can't be sure, the memory and everything in it was hazy. I don't even know if that actually happened.

But if it actually happened and it wasn't just a dream, then someone saved me from Toru and his men, right? And if I'm right and someone did save me, then this must be my savior's house. My savior must have brought me with him — or her — knowing that I'm not safe in my house. But that would be impossible. Toru is strong, so is his subordinates. I remembered when I heard my dad and grandma talking, and dad mentioned that all of his hired bodyguards are professional hunters — though I don't know what that means — but it sounded tough, so I bet it's some kind of organization of people with strong physique and good mental skills. Toru is my father's bodyguard, so this means that Toru and his men are "professional hunters" and they're strong and not easily defeated. And besides, no one can actually save me from that. I mean, they could only save me if they followed me to my apartment, and my apartment is a bit far from civilization, so I guess that would be impossible.

Oh well, maybe it's just a dream.

I quickly dismissed all the things in my head and stood up, deciding to check the place out. I straighten myself and walked towards the door.

"Toru?" I called out.

Nothing.

"Toru? Where are we?" still, no one answered.

What is happening? And what is this place?

"Toruuuuu," I called again. But nothingness answered me.

When I got to the kitchen, I could hear a faint sound of water from the shower, coming from the door next to the divider near the kitchen sink. That should be the bathroom.

"Huh?" I paused and stared at the bathroom door. "Hello? Is someone in there?"

Nothing again.

This is seriously bugging me. What the hell happened? Where's everyone? WHY IS NO ONE ANSWERING ME?!

I headed straight to the bathroom door. "Hey. Is anyone there?" Of course there's someone inside. And that someone is taking a shower.

No one answered, so I knocked on the door three times. It's loud enough for the person taking a bath inside to hear. But maybe the person inside slipped and fell to the floor and is now unconscious? Or maybe there really is no one inside the bathroom and the sound that I am hearing is just the water from the sink inside the bathroom and it's dripping to the floor.

Only one way to find out.

I turn the doorknob and opened the door.

There, behind the shower curtain is a person — I can see it's shadow from the light above him. But it's not moving. It's just standing there.

"Oy," I said to call its attention, but it didn't even move an inch.

I'm so confused. What is really happening here? Why is this person ignoring me?

"Hmmmm?" the person behind the curtain finally said. "I see, you're awake."

Obviously... The person behind the shower curtain is a guy. I can tell because of his voice. But I didn't recognize his voice. And that's odd. I didn't recognize his voice at all, but I had this strange feeling inside of me. It's like I know who's voice it was, but that's the odd thing about it — I don't know who's voice it was!

Maybe I should leave him and I'll just talk to him after he's done taking a bath. It'll be awkward if he come out of the shower and he's naked and all that.

I can feel my face turning bright red.

I decided to wait for him outside, ignoring what he said. But before I could even turn, the shower curtain moved the slightest, then the guy inside took a step outside.

He looked at me, and he's leering. He's wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, though I can perfectly see what's behind the towel — if you know what I mean.

I recognized him. This guy ... This is the jester with the playing card that saved me back then. I can't be wrong about this. He may not be wearing a face paint, or his hair not combed and held up to the back of his head .. . But I'm sure .. It's him. But how? Why?

My heart skipped a beat as it finally came to me. I swallowed slowly, looking directly to his eyes.

H-he ... . It can't b-be .. H-Hisoka? No.

I'm so stupid! How can I miss this? Stupid, stupid, stupid! I recognized this jester even without his face paint and costume, but how come I didn't recognize it as Hisoka? This is Hisoka, alright. I cannot be mistaken. How can I? I've known him for like my whole life!

My heart is beating so fast, and right now, I can't think of anything to say. It's like I've lost all the letters in the alphabet and every possible word.

I have so many questions in my head and I don't know where to start. But .. is this guy really is Hisoka? What happened to him? Why did he dye his hair red? Why is he wearing that costume back at the wet market? Why is he wearing a freaking face paint? Doesn't he know that it might damage the skin in his face? Why am I here? Where is Toru? What happened back there?

I think I'm going to have a breakdown.

As I stare deep into his eyes, those evil-looking yellow eyes — I'm still wondering how it turned yellow though — when suddenly the towel wrapped around his waist fell off.

"HEH!" I said out loud, my face turned red. My eyes acted on its own, darting straight to the place where the towel left.

"My, my. Naughty towel." He said, that nasty smile never leaving his face. He seem to enjoy the situation, his face looking all amused. I don't think being naked in front of a woman troubles him at all. He didn't even bother to pick the damn towel to cover himself up! He just stood there, smiling at me like an idiot, waiting for my reaction.

I looked up, beyond him, staring at nothing, feeling so embarrassed. I can feel my face burning. Idiot! When was the last time I saw a naked man? Oh, yeah. It was him that I last saw naked. But that was like a million years ago. My gaze moved down to his body. Wow. Look at his stomach. Those abs. It's perfect.

I stopped myself knowing that if I continue to descend, I will see him again. And besides, I'm feeling embarrassed, remember? I shouldn't be sticking my nose to where it shouldn't be. I turn around, facing the door. "G-get dressed. We'll talk later."

I can feel his stare boring on my back as I exited the bathroom. Right now, I'm feeling lost, knowing that he is back in my life again.