XP: Ayyyy! Welcome to a new chapter. Thought of this on the bus. Got disturbed by my own thoughts on the bus. But typed a few key points on my phone to work on later anyways. Oh the things i do for you guys. Please don't judge me for what u read later D;

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Hisoka licked his lips, watching the subtle swaying underneath blue denim shorts. He stared intensely, imagining those round buns, how they'd look, feel, taste...

"Stop staring at my ass you pedophile!"

Hisoka looked up to see Killua glaring at him, a furious frown(angry), furrowed eyebrows(confused), a scrunched up nose (disgusted) on his face. Mm, those features would look pretty good on little Killua's face when he was all tied up, and Hisoka would change that expression by...

Schwing! (oh we all know what that sound means don't we? Cue the lights at the crotch!)

Killua's eyes widened, and he rapidly backed away at least ten steps. "D-Don't come closer to me! I'm warning you!"

Hisoka stood proudly with his hands on his hips even with the bustling street and shocked onlookers. Women, and a few men, blushed and looked away. Children stared curiously, and were dragged away by their parents. "Come on Killua. It's perfectly normal for an adult male," he cooed, raising goosebumps on Killua's arms.

Killua dramatically hugged himself and took a larger step back. "S-Stay back!"

"I'm not even moving, you're the one getting further away," Hisoka teased. "Don't be such a prude, come back here."

"NO! No until... That... Goes down!" Killua flushed fiercely.

"That's not possible when you're looking so... Delicious in front of me..."

"Do you know who Miluki is?"

"Well, your brother, no...?"

"Have you met him?"

"No, I know what he looks like though..."

"Imagine my fat brother naked."

Well that was a major turn off. Hisoka instantaneously went back to normal.

"Good. If that's not enough, I have pictures of him wearing nothing but a-"

"That's quite enough, Killua," Hisoka had quite enough of the mental images. Though really, he was quite sexually frustrated. Perhaps he should find a long haired man to satisfy his urges. Illumi was pretty, and pretty adept at the art of seduction as part of his assassination trade. And since every other... Presentable member of the Zoldyck family were dressed as females, he supposed they might have been taught that art as well, or to lower the defences of the enemies with an innocuous appearance at least.

Yes... Illumi was one of the best fruits he ever tasted, even if he wasn't a little boy. He did have quite a bit of shotacon afterall. And illumi could always be persuaded with a bit of trade... Information of Killua, he meant. What a brother complex. It couldn't possibly be normal for people to trade their body for information of their little siblings. No... But he was a zoldyck. They were never normal.

"Oi, do you really need me to take out the photos?" Killua sneered with disgust for both Hisoka and the pictures lying in his wallet for blackmail. He didnt want to touch or accidentally see the godforsaken thing. "Why are you stalking me anyway?"

"Why, you're my favorite piece of eyecandy, obviously," Hisoka crooned. "And I'm worried about you."

Killua blushed a little, swiftly turning away to hide it. "Shut up you liar!" He stalked off, but Hisoka continued to tail him.

Frustrated, Killua turned to scream at him, until he smelled the delicious waft of chocolate. Of course Killua's feet brought him automatically to the bakery. He had bombed all his money away feeding his insatiable sweet tooth once he got here. His mouth snapped shut with a click, and he stared at the treats showcased at he window, drooling.

"Want me to treat you?" Hisoka teased.

"W-what's in it for you?" Killua tried to tear his eyes away from the goodies, and was unsuccessful in his attempts.

"Well... Being a spider was rather profitable, shall we say," Hisoka smirked. He liked playing the part of the adult, he realised. Too bad the Kuruta didn't allow him to. Something about his pride and dirty money... Still, they met up for dinner every now and then. Hisoka knew the blond wasn't taking very good care of his nutrition and could survive on pure cup noodles, 3 times a day, 7 days a week. That wouldn't do. Kurapika was only beautiful with a bit of fat in him. Really, that well fitted suit made him look sharp, coupled with that harsh glare... Hisoka shivered.

Oh dear. His little white haired Angel was impatient now.

"Are we going in or not!" Killua grumbled. Obviously his stomach won over his rationality.

"Yes, yes," Hisoka replied indulgently, pulling open the door to let Killua enter first. Killua immediately rushed to the counter to order a mountain of chocolate treats, startling the amused lady who was queuing before Killua.

"Sorry ma'am," Hisoka apologized charmingly with a suave smile. "Hope you don't mind us cutting the queue. He's been rather deprived of chocolate for a while."

"Oh no," the lady laughed softly. "It's quite alright. My little boy Timothy was the same. Been screaming and crying all morning for it. I just came here to shut him up."

Hisoka was rather entertained by the thought of Killua being contrasted to an infantile hellion who made a lady look so weary and aged.

"Hisokaaaa!" Killua called loudly, making it clear he was supposed to pay now. Killua was looking suspiciously at him as though doubting his amusement.

"Coming~" He nodded politely to the lady and proceeded to hand his card over to pay.

"Your brother, sir?" The worker asked politely as he accepted the card. Killua was impatiently stuffing his mouth with his first treat already.

"No," Hisoka replied cheerily. "I love him much more than that."

Killua choked and coughed. The thought that a perverted psychopath loved him more than an overly obsessed and protective brother was disturbing. Hisoka patted his back to help him, putting on a concerned front.

"Eat slowly Killua, there's plenty more," He said smoothly. Killua went a watery glare up at him as he coughed further.

"Um, well. Here you go sir. Have a nice day," the worker said hesitantly. Hisoka picked up the large bag of chocolate goodies, and just to spite the boy, pulled his hand along to leave.

"Wha- Let go...!" Killua hissed in embarrassment.

"You owe me one, remember?" Hisoka smirked.

Killua pouted. Well. He supposed he could endure for his 500 dollars worth of chocolate. The large and harm hand developing his was making his hand feel weird and tingly though, so he hoped Hisoka would let him go soon.

"What a cute pair of brothers," The lady cooed after them.

Killua slumped in defeat.

They made their way over to the harbour, and Killua pulled himself free, putting his hands out demandingly for the treats to be handed over.

"How about a kiss?" Hisoka teased, licking his lips.

"What!" Killua screeched, blushing a dark red. "No! No way! Yadda!"

Hisoka swung the hand carrying the treats over the harbour, threatening to drop them.

"Ugh! Fuck you."

Killua grabbed Hisoka's shirt, tiptoed, and frowned. "Bend down a little you idiot. Not everyone is as tall as you."

Hisoka smiled and did so. Killua covered his eyes shyly, and Hisoka felt the briefest of touches on his nose- and suddenly the bag of treats were out of his hands.

Killua was seating down, his back to him as he continued to eat his chocolates. The tips of the boy's ears were red.

"Killua~ Look at me."

"No."

"Killua~"

"No!"

Well then. Hisoka walked over and snapped a picture of Killua. Perfect trading material for tonight. His dear brother would definitely love the picture and print it out in various sizes to decorate his wall.

Killua was blushing a very pretty pink, his eyes wide and adorable as he was surprised by Hisoka. Chocolate smeared his hands and lips like a little child.

"Delete it!" Killua shouted, springing up to grab the phone. Hisoka deftly reached up with his longer limbs.

"No."

Killua jumped, but Hisoka dodged it.

"Hisoka!"

"No."

"I hate you!" Killua huffed in annoyance as he leaned on Hisoka to reach up.

It was suddenly very quiet, and when Killua realised how close he was to the clown, it was too late. Hisoka wrapped his free arm around Killua tightly, and Killua squirmed to escape.

"Let me go!"

"No."

"Hisoka."

"No."

"Seriously, why do we keep arguing like this?" Killua laughed.

His laughter was so close to Hisoka's ear he felt Killua's warm breath brush across his collarbone. A warm and strange feeling filled him, and it was so foreign Hisoka was momentarily confused. He tightened his grip on the slender body, only understanding that he wanted Killua to forever stay his, to only laugh around him.

"Hisoka, it hurts," Killua whined. "You're crushing me."

"Sorry."

But Hisoka didn't let go.

"No Hisoka, really."

"Then, if I promise to hug you gently, will you let me do it?" Hisoka whispered huskily.

"Um."

Killua buried his face into Hisoka's shoulder to hide his blush from the intense and inquisitive gaze.

"Maybe... If you buy me more chocolate next time?" Killua answered evasively.

He was suddenly released, and Hisoka was out of sight. As his body shivered from the loss of contact and warmth, Killua could only wonder what the heck he had gotten himself into.

***End of Chapter 4***

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WHAT HAVE I WRITTEN.

HOLY SHIT.

GAH. SO EMBARRASSING.