Madam Maid

Hisoka let himself into your room after you didn't reply, closing the door behind him as he moved to sit beside you on the bed. You were sat, head down, arms nestled in your lap. He waited for a moment, but when you didn't more or speak, he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into his chest.

"What's wrong, Darling?" He asked softly, clawed fingers combing your hair gently as you melted against his touch.

How could Pakunoda, or anyone for that matter, claim that Hisoka was a horrible person? You moved to play with the hem of his shirt, the fabric soft against your cheek.

"They all say mean things about you. They say you're dangerous and not like the rest of them... What does that even mean? You're always so nice to me, when we're alone I feel like you're really yourself. Why does no one see that?!" You were frustrated, gripping his shirt as angry tears welled in your eyes.

"Hey, hey, shhhh, no need to waste tears on my behalf." He moved to look at you, gently wiping your tears with delicate precision.

"They're just worried about you." He sighed heavily.

"You're the only person who really sees me... I keep work and play separate, they only see the cruel side." Hisoka confessed and you looked at him with a frown.

"Why don't you let them see the real you?" You leant into his touch as he brushed your cheek.

"Because it is my weakness and it would be exploited." He looked to the side, running a hand through his hair gently.

"Come on, let's go somewhere for some fresh air, just the two of us." He pulled you up, guiding you to the door.

"But it's late..." You watched him look back at you with a cheeky grin.

"Thats the perfect time, Darling. You'll see." He led you outside quietly, toward the forest.

You struggled to navigate, luckily Hisoka was there, his warm hands grounding you and leading the way with ease. Moonlight peaked through the breaks in the dense trees above, casting spots of pure moonlight and you felt mesmerised whenever Hisoka caught the light. His skin was pale; just like the moonlight, his fiery red hair taking on a pinky tone, his eyes like yellow jasper; piercing and vibrant. He really, truly, was a beautiful being. You watched him, eyes fixated on his being as he led you to a small clearing, enclosed with trees and rich green grass. A small pond sat off to the side, turquoise under the moon, and layered with lily pads. The soft lull of the wildlife dulled your senses as a gentle breeze swayed the leaves.

You looked at Hisoka. He'd let go of your hand and was now standing upright, head poised toward the sky and eyes closed. His soft lashes brushed his delicate cheekbones as he breathed in the night air, the breeze ruffling his hair gently. He looked like a depiction of a God, carved from smooth marble; a marvelous sight to behold. You flushed, looking away as he caught your gaze. His arm reached out, hand gently taking you own.

"Lay with me." His voice was quiet, relaxed. He took a seat on the ground, laying back and looking to the sky. You followed suit, marvelling at the blanket of deep blue sky that clouded your vision, hundreds of stars lighting the sky. You gasped at the sight.

"It's... beautiful." You whispered before turning to look at Hisoka. The stars reflected in his eyes, twinkling softly before he turned to look at you, a soft smile on his lips. He turned to his side, hand taking yours as he kissed your knuckles gently.

"The only thing more beautiful than the sky tonight is you." You flushed at his words, looking away shyly.

"Look at me." His voice caused you to follow command, biting your lip gently.

"Never have I let anyone see this side of me. You light something inside of me that I can't explain. My stomach churns when I see you and you stop me in my tracks at a simple glance." He paused and you waited on batted breath.

"Is this what people call love?" He chuckled.

"How weak, to fall for someone so vulnerable and defenceless, and yet... that's how I find myself when I am with you. I never thought I would feel love, I've only know lust and violence." He moved to cup your cheek.

"But I must admit, I'm growing to enjoy this feeling you spark inside me." He confessed and you felt a flustered wave wash across your body.

"Hisoka..." He silenced you before you could finish.

"I don't expect your love in return. I can imagine you've had quite a few confessions. As much as I would love to steal you away, I know it would not end well." He sighed and you frowned.

"Why not?" You poked.

"Because it would put you in danger. I'm sure Illumi has caught on already. He's a keen observer." Your silence made him continue.

"He's no doubt given you his number, am I wrong?" He looked at you and you shook your head.

"He did... but I haven't contacted him." You admitted, lying felt wrong, especially with Hisoka.

"I won't stop you, but you should know, beneath that emotionless stature there are many emotions brewing, he's a flood gate waiting to shatter." He moved to look up at the sky once more.

"Why are you telling me this?" You questioned.

"Because Illumi has taken an interest in you. You think that I'm persistent, however Illumi is on a completely different level to me." You gulped at his words.

"Lets forget about Illumi for tonight. Its just me, you and the stars." You changed the topic, just wanting to enjoy his company without the brewing topic of Illumi and his intentions. You snuggled into Hisoka's chest, his heartbeat lulling you into a sense of comfort and relaxation. Slowly, you felt your eyes grow heavy, succumbing to slumber beneath the stars.

You stirred from your slumber, engulfed in the smell of Hisoka and something... unknown. You moved, rolling onto your side and slowly opening your eyes, soft sunlight trickling through the curtains and lighting Hisoka's room. The last thing you remembered was falling asleep under the stars with Hisoka, perhaps he'd carried you home. You brushed the sheets softly, feeling for the man in question, however the bed was empty, long since abandoned since his side was cold.

"You're finally awake." Illumi's voice had you spinning, the covers twisting around your legs.

"What the hell?!" You screeched, unaware of his presence. He sat on a chair off to the side, arms crossed and one leg folded over the other. He arched a brow, clearing his throat as his gaze dropped to your chest. You followed his line of sight, letting out a flustered wheeze as you covered your bare chest, your limbs retreating under the covers as you took inventory on your clothes - or rather, lack of. Curse Hisoka for leaving you in your underwear.

"Why are you here?" You demanded, cheeks red with embarrassment as you clutched the covers, afraid they might fall and reveal your body once again.

"You never called. I must say, I'm a little hurt to discover I'm the only party that was interested after our little interaction." His eyes were dark pools as he looked at you and you gulped as he stood, making his way over to you.

His knee sunk into the mattress, hands either side of your form as he leant down, his hair dropping over his shoulders, spilling down his chest. You cursed yourself for wanting to brush back his hair, but you valued your hand. You watched, his eyes trained on your reaction as your cheeks grew hot, your eyes flicking to his lips briefly before he moved to delicately raise your chin. You watched him examine your face, turning your head from one side to the other before letting out a soft hum, his thumb gently brushing your bottom lip.

"There's no doubt. You are interested too." His voice was low, barely audible and you waited, breathing hitched as his eyes flicked shut, long black lashes tickling his cheeks as he leant forward. You found yourself drawn to him, melting into his touch as your eyes closed, waiting for the moment your lips touched.

You waited.

And waited.

But it never came. You opened your eyes to see Illumi's face turned toward the door, his arm outstretched, having caught a playing card between his fingers with expert precision. His face hardened as Hisoka looked in the doorway, eyes ablaze with bloodlust and aura oozing menacingly, another card poised threateningly between his clawed fingers; ready to strike.

"I asked you to keep watch over her, not fuck her, Illumi." Hisoka growled out, and you trembled at the sound of his voice. Never had you heard him so... angry. You hated to admit that you felt arousal pool between your legs. Illumi flicked the card aside, pulling his hand back and flicking his tongue over the small cut the card had created across his fingers; swiping the blood away.

"I didn't see her resisting me, jealously is an interesting look on you." Illumi stared at Hisoka for a moment before his gaze flicked to you.

"I can sense her excitement already..." He trailed off before Hisoka grasped firmly on Illumi's shoulder, wrenching him away from you. You flushed as they seemed to have a stand off, chests puffed and eyes locked on one another briefly.

"Hisoka..." You called softly, reaching out to touch his hand in a bid to calm him. He looked away from Illumi, his gaze softening as his eyes met yours.

"No fighting." Your brow wrinkled in a frown as you looked between the two.

"Leave." Hisoka stated, the order directed to Illumi and the black haired male sighed softly.

"You never did learn to share properly." He commented before moving to the door.

"You have my number, Y/N. Don't make me seek you out again." Illumi's words lingered heavily as he took his leave and you watched him close the door before Hisoka turned to you. You waited for a brief moment before he crawled beside you in bed, pulling you into a deep kiss.

You would never have guessed Hisoka to be the jealous type, and yet here he was, pent up frustration lingering in the air as he pressed hot kisses across your skin. You could almost guarantee you wouldn't be leaving the bed for a good few hours.