《His Love |Hisoka fanfic|》Ch.7| hell no
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Akari groaned as she stepped out of the shower, drying herself off, and eyeing her body in the mirror. The scratch from Hisoka's cards wasn't bleeding anymore. A bruise adorning each wrist. Small scrapes littering her arms and legs. Blood still staining parts of her nails red. And of course, the bite mark on her neck. Faintly touching it, it spiked with pain. Small droplets of blood formed on her skin.
'damn it Hisoka, now I cant wear my favorite shirts' She huffed, recalling Hisoka's words when she complained to him about it.
"You could still wear them, they would see the mark though~." Laughing as she scowled at him. "I wouldn't mind~" She had then slapped him.
Yes of course he hadn't minded, but she did. So here she was, pulling out her bag that she had brought along. Not knowing how long she was going to stay in Yorknew City, Akari had brought extra shirts with her, in case they got blood stained on it. 'not for something like this.'
Fishing out a grey shirt, one that came just above where the mark was on the neckline, and had no sleeves. It wasn't her favorite, but she didn't really have a choice.
"Unless you want them to see~"
"No." She said firmly. 'why didn't I say no to him. I said stop, but not no. I didn't really tell him no.' Akari groaned again slapping her forehead. 'stop stop stop stop thinking about it.' she sighed and put on a pare of black shorts, and her leather boots. 'this will have to do.' Grabbing a hair tie from her bag, she hurridly pulled her hair up into a pony-tail.
Exhaling sharply, she walked back to the main room. Hisoka wasn't there but Shalnark and Franklin where. 'i assume he's sharing the information he found at the apartment.' Akari shrugged and looked to Machi, who was with Shizuku, and who was waving her over.
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As she approched Machi frowned. "Did that guy do that?" She asked pointing to her wrists. Akari faintly smiled. 'at least none of them suspect Hisoka.' "Dang then i'm glad you killed him." Machi answered Akari nodded fiddiling with her fingers.
"Oh yeah, why'd you come in with Hisoka. We've been wondering." 'omg please don't tell me the whole troupe found out about that while i was showering.' "Uh well I was just getting back from Shalnark and Uvo, who kept his word, you know, only coming back if he'd defeated the chain user?" Machi nodded. "So while I was coming back, I killed the two guys, then I saw Hisoka and we were heading in the same direction." Akari could feel the sweat forming on her face. Shizuku noticed it and Akari quickly passed it off as water left from her shower.
"Sooooo why are ya'll here? Did boss call a meeting while I was showering?" Akari joked and Machi snorted. "No, but I think we should talk about the Uvo." Shizuku said, looking out the window the night was growing. "Oh you're right. He should be back by now." Akari frowned. "Oh Ak." Machi turned to her, a look of disgust written on her face. "Hm?" "Don't look now, he just walked in."
From her peripheral vision, Akari could see who she meant.
None other than Hisoka walked in, right towards her.
"Oh my god, Machi, Shiz, please do something." She begged, doing her best not to look in his direction. Machi nodded, standing up and blocking Hisoka from stepping farther.
"What." she questioned sharply. Akari turned to face the wall, making so obvious that she didn't want to see him.
"Machi." Hisoka stated. And damn it was low, laced with a hint of venom. Machi raised her hands in defeat, "Sorry Aki." Akari groaned. "No, thanks Machi." She additionally nodded to Shiz who shrugged and got up with Machi, passing Hisoka. Who sat down right next to her.
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Humming, he stretched his finger out touching the bottom of her chin. "Such a good girl. Got all the blood off." He purred, completely aware of the stares he was receiving from the troupe. "Hisoka!" she whispered loudly gesturing around them. He shrugged but couldn't miss the pink tint that formed on her face.
"Mmm. Such a pretty face." He grinned tracing her jaw, just like before. Without thinking Akari pulled back, having to bite her cheek so her face didn't betray her and give Hisoka what he wanted to see.
"Are you serious! We're with the fucking troupe!" she whispered angrily, just loud enough so that Hisoka could hear, but not anyone else. "Such a foul mouth, I'll have to fix that." he countered back tapping her chin. Akari growled. "We're with the troupe, I'm not doing this in front of them!" she mumbled back, choosing to ignore his statement. "When and where we continue this, is up to you." He murmured back.
Akari widened her eyes, her face slowly turning beet red. She pulled her knees up, covering her face with her hands. Hisoka chuckled tilting his head to see Chrollo looking him straight in the eyes. Hisoka grinned narrowing his eyes and turning his attention back to his toy.
Akari was burning up. 'oh my god why does he have to be such a flirt!' she groaned. Peeking through her fingers she saw Hisoka, staring right back at her. "Sweetheart." he said, blowing softly on her face.
"Oh my god Hisoka." she finally managed to ground out,glaring at him. He smirked patting her head,"Just remember what I said, time and place is up to you." he reminded, winking at her then rising, walking to his ledge by the windows. Directing his attention from her to the almost black night sky.
'i swear i'm going to kill him.' she snarled in her head.
Forcing herself to calm down, she raised her head, looking around at the present troupe. During Hisoka's little demonstration with her the rest of the troupe had of course, minded their own business. Well that was everyone but the gray eyed man, looking straight down at her. Gathering herself, she lifted her head to meet her bosses.
The piercing gray ones narrowed, falling down on her neck. 'no please no.' She spared a glance. 'fuck.' It was barley visible to her but the shirt had fallen down a bit, showing the first couple teeth marks on her neck.
Akari gulped bring her eyes back to Chrollo's which where still narrowed. A vein under his eye twitched and he cocked an eyebrow, as if to say, 'we're talking about this later.' Akari swiftly nodded and brought her hand to her shirt, once more pulling it up. 'dang, i tried so hard.'
Chrollo rose, adressing the troupe. All eyes on him.
"As I've heard, Uvogin decided to not return until he had defeated the chain user." Chrollo stated, his eyes raking over the troupe. "However. He has yet to return. We will wait till dawn for his arrival." He said clearly. "If Uvo has not returned by then, the plans will change."
'wait what plans?' Akari asked herself then shrugged.
The rest of the troupe nodded.
"You all have until dawn before you must come back." Chrollo added then dismissed them with a wave of his hand.
His eyes traveled back to hers as if to say. 'everyone is dismissed, everyone but you."
Akari gulped, 'well i'm fucked.'
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