Hello everyone, sorry for the little delay in posting, I've been pretty busy with it coming to the end of this semester in Uni. Feitan makes a quick appearance. I will admit, I miss the little man and the progress to get back to him is taking a little slower than usual but do not fret, he will come into play soon! Thank you for the increase in followers and favorites. Again, please enjoy!
"That was so much fun! I feel like I could explode!" Yuna squealed as she played with the hair of her latest victim. Hisoka stood leaning against the trunk of a tree with a sadistic smile on his face, giving a quick lick to taste the blood that was dripping off one of his cards. Yuna laid on the ground, nen ropes slithering around above her glowing frame, the smile never leaving her face. She kicked her feet and gripped her sides, rolling around in a tantrum. "Seriously, I could explode!" She shot up and looked at Hisoka, a glint in her eyes. "Hisoka…" she purred. Hisoka quirked an eyebrow at her. "Help me." Yuna's voice was low and seductive, egging him on. Her ropes hovered around him, seemingly alive and taunting him. Hisoka closed his eyes and pushed himself off the tree trunk and started to move towards the panting woman with a flushed face.
"I guess we have time." He teased, pulling out three more cards, sharpening them with his nen. Yuna bit her lower lip and giggled. She enjoyed him, and he absolutely enjoyed her company. If only he could find a way to bring Nana and Yuna together; that would be the ultimate prize for him. He wondered if he could get Feitan to help him out with this little experiment of his…
Nana stirred as she felt her head throb with every beat of her heart. Where was she? Her body swayed and bobbed up and down but she couldn't feel herself moving. Was someone carrying her? Nana rolled her head to the other side and felt something soft tickle her face. Hair? Whoever was carrying her was warm, oh so warm, and firm. Her arms instinctively tightened and she nuzzled her face into their chest, causing a chuckle to vibrate through their chest and into her entire small frame.
"Good morning Nana-chan~" Nana tensed. Hisoka was carrying her. Why.
"What did you do?" She groaned, banging her head against his shoulder.
"Yuna and I finished the exam together. She is so exciting." Nana lifted her head and tried to lean forward to see his face. Hisoka's eyes peered to his side to see an extremely close scowling Nana.
"Yuna?" She had a feeling what he was talking about.
"Your other you."
"You named her?!"
"I felt she needed a name and she enjoys it. We'll be seeing each other a lot more and I needed to call her something. She's not my sweet Nana-chan." Hisoka gave her a sweet smile but Nana could tell there was so much more behind what he was saying. "She is so much fun!" He giggled. Nana groaned, dread filling her. She dropped her head.
"This is horrible…" she mumbled.
"This is exciting!" Nana dropped her hands from around his shoulders and they bounced with each step. Nana furrowed her eyebrows and started frantically grasping around Hisoka's chest.
"Where is your tag?" She asked, absolutely perplexed. Hisoka glanced back at her.
"Now that's an interesting story…" Nana gulped.
Feitan sat against the wall of the Phantom Troupe hideout with one of his many Trevor Brown books in his hands. The last few weeks has been, to put it simply: boring. With the two sadomasochists out taking care of their own mission, especially everyone's favorite freak of the two, the place has been slow. Feitan's fingers itched to pick her apart, it had been too long since their last "bicker" and that pale faced clown ruined it before it got good. Feitan clutched his book with white knuckles and snapped it shut.
"Missing her?" Phink's deep voice wafted over Feitan and he snapped his head up to the smirking Spider.
"No." Feitan gave the fellow member a scowl that could kill for even saying something so idiotic. Phinks snorted.
"Yeah, okay, sure. You've been sulking for days. You have her number?" Feitan's scowl softened into a quizzical look. Why would he have her number? He's never had a reason to contact her because she was either here or, on a mission with Phinks and himself. "I'll take that as a no. Here." Phinks pulled out his cellphone and pressed some buttons. A small buzz emanated from Feitan's pocket and he dug out his phone to look at the screen. Phinks had sent her number to him. Why did Phinks have it but he didn't? Did everyone have her number except him? He chalked it up to his antisocial personality.
"Feitan." A smooth voice reached Feitan and he stood up, pocketing his phone.
"Yes, Boss?" Chrollo emerged from the shadows and stood beside Phinks.
"You have a job. He's all ready for you. Get the information." Fei bowed his head into his bandana and gave a twisted smirk. Finally, a way for him to get out this frustration. Feitan shoved his hands into his coat and stalked off to the next victim. After that, he would deal with a missing spider.
Hisoka told Nana what happened while she was gone, sparing some details that she almost had to strangle him to get out. Note to self: do not mess with a small woman while she is being carried on your back. Easy access to throat for strangulation. Little limbs have much room to kick and punch up there. Nana was ready to explode with anger with what Hisoka had told her so far. She was told about how Yuna and himself went off to find him one more point to finish this leg of the hunter exam. Hisoka giddily told her about how much fun Yuna is and how wonderful of a fighter she is because she doesn't hold back or fear about being injured. Nana huffed and hit him in the back of the head as he continued to gush about Yuna, ordering him to continue with the story. Hisoka recovered with a nervous chuckle and continued to inform Nana what happened.
"He snatched my tag." Hisoka said with a grin. Nana couldn't believe her ears. Gon, that happy go lucky child, took Hisoka's tag. "And this is where it gets interesting." He started and Nana could feel herself tensing up. Hisoka reached the finish line where the rest of the candidates that had six points and set her down on the ground. Gon was staring at the pair as they walked up and dropped their tags into the examiner's hand. Killua looked as though he could kill, and she knew he could. Actually, that whole group looked like they were ready to murder. Murder her to be exact. Hisoka leaned down to the puzzled girl and brushed her frazzled blue locks from her ear before whispering in it in a hushed, low tone. "We started tracking Gon to get my tag back and Yuna was in a murderous rage and tried to kill Gon. I saved everyone of course, couldn't get both of my toys in trouble. I need to see him ripen, like you." Nana's chest sank, oh no.
"Did you get it back?" She asked not once turning away from the group who she was sure, lumped her in group with people like hisoka. Crazy, murderous, liars, and manipulators.
"No." He stated standing back up and stretching like a cat lazing about in the sun. "I let him keep it." Nana's eyes widened slightly before returning back to normal size and clenched her fists.
"Gon!" She yelled and started walking over to the small child. Killua sharpened his hand and stepped in front of Gon, protecting him like a mother wolf does with her pups. Kurapika and Leorio both got ready to fight as well. "I'm sorry, Gon." Nana started, trying to look past Killua and at the boy.
"Get back before I kill you." Killua threatened. Nana was starting to get frustrated. All she wanted to do was apologize, that she didn't know, and explain herself. But these children here were getting in her way and making things more difficult.
"Fine. Go ahead." She pulled off her sweatshirt to show off her bondaged bare body, to give Killua an easier time to gouge out her heart, and pulled out a cigarette and lit it. She opened her arms in a surrendering style and quirked an eyebrow. "Come on Killua, do it. I'm going to apologize and explain myself with my dying breath if that's what you want. And I will warn you, you try to kill me, you will all end up dead...and I don't want that." The group's defensive stance slowly started to drop as they stared at the small woman. Her chest was bound and red rope intricately dawned her pale frame. What made them drop their defense wasn't that she was showing vulnerability and accepting death but, because of her scarred body. The gruesomeness of it all, on her tiny little body. Killua's breath hitched in his throat and his hand went back to normal, dropping to his side. She is what he would look like if his family didn't take the extra time and care to make sure they didn't ruin his body with their training. Killua dropped his head to hide his face from Nana and the others. He opened his mouth to get ready to say something when Leorio broke the silence with a perverted quip, and wiggling grabby fingers. Kurapika hit Leorio over the head, a blush across his face.
"Leorio…" He growled. Nana sputtered with a blush deepening over face, she waved her hands in front of her to stop whatever else he was thinking.
"I-It's not like that!" She took a long drag off her cigarette to calm herself.
"Why else would you be all bound up?" Leorio asked, rubbing his head from Kurapika's attack.
"I turned my demons into my strength." Killua's eyes widened. "And that's what I want to explain, Gon." Gon stepped forward, his eyes soft. "That wasn't me. I'm sorry. That was apparently Yuna, as Hisoka so graciously calls her…" Nana eyes never left Gon's face. "When I get injured she comes out, to protect me." She pointed to the large gash on her arm to show why she switched. "I have no control over her, she's her own person. I apologize for whatever she tried or did do."
"Why do you have her?" Kurapika questioned with real sincerity. Nana cocked her head, her usual dull expression taking over again.
"She came to help me deal with the years of torture I went through, I guess. To protect me from remembering it all again? Which is a noble reasoning but she's got some screws loose." Gon's eyes welled up with tears and he launched himself onto Nana, crushing her in a hug.
"It's okay, Nana! I understand!" Nana stumbled back and eyes widened in shock in at the sudden gesture of understanding and affection. She laid her hand on his back and patted it.
"Hey now, it's okay." Gon let go and she ruffled his hair.
"Do you remember anything?" Kurapika asked. Nana's eyes glazed over as she stared off into the distance, searching her mind.
"Hmmm...not really. I was apparently found on the side of the road on the brink of death. All that comes to mind is the number eight and cigarette smoke." Nana's head started to pulsate and she winced, her hands shooting up to cup her aching head.
"Nana, are you okay?" Kurapika's voice was muffled and her vision was starting to blur behind her glasses. Gradually her breathing started to increase into a frantic panting. "Nana! Leorio, do something!" She could barely understand what they were saying now. Nana crumpled onto the ground, the ringing in her ears reaching the point of being absolutely unbearable and mind numbing. Her watery eyes squinted through the pain as her blurry vision caught sight of a pair of purple shoes stop in front of her and the owner crouching down to get closer to her.
"Nana…" Their voice made her head throb even harder, the sound of her heartbeat frantic.
"Call me A."
"What's your favorite color?"
"Topaz….Nana, I'm going to fix this…."
"A!" Nana screamed as she sat up. Her body was glistening with cold sweat, her hair stuck to her skin. She moved her hands to feel soft sheets underneath her, she had been moved to a bed. Her sweatshirt had been removed, along with her ropes. She was now wearing what looked to be like an oversized shirt on her small frame. Nana grabbed the shirt and brought it up to her nose, it didn't smell like a hospital. It smelled like...it smelled like cinnamon and a musty scent like soil and blood mixed together. Nana closed her eyes as she continued to smell the shirt, it made her feel warm and safe.
"You enjoying my clothes?" Nana froze. Her body shook with embarrassment and rage. Without opening her eyes or dropping the shirt, she moved one of her hands to get ready to snap her now nen coated fingers.
"Tell me one good reason why I shouldn't strangle you to death." Nana's voice was cold.
"I can help you find A." Nana's eyes widened. She turned her head to Hisoka and stared at his blurry frame. Hisoka moved towards the hostile woman, gracefully grabbing her glasses and slipping them on her so she could see his smiling face. "There's my Nana-chan~." Nana's face turned deep red and Hisoka was sure he could see steam coming out from her ears in embarrassment. Nana snapped her fingers and her rope enclosed around Hisoka, tightening around him like a boa constrictor. He'd be enjoying this immensely if he didn't have more important things to do right at this second. But seeing his Nana-chan so bothered was delicious. "Chairman Netero wants to speak with you." Hisoka state calmly even in his compromising state. Nana sighed and snapped her fingers again, releasing her rope. It loosened it death grip around him and dropped at his feet lifeless. She pulled the blanket off herself and got out of the bed.
"Fine. Let me get dressed." Hisoka didn't move and Nana glared at him. "Leave." He snickered and then gave a playful pout. He sure did like pushing her buttons and it annoyed her to no end.