"~Hm, breathtaking reflexes to match the body.~"

"HISOKA! WHAT THE HELL! What are you doing!?"

"~Taking a swim. What does it look like?~"

You looked at him. It was then that you remembered you were nude and noticed Hisoka was also. You crossed your arms against your chest as your face burned red. But your eyes couldn't help wandering as you thought to yourself,

His...body ...its... its....perfect

In the nude you could see just how strong he was. It was incredible. Biceps. Broad shoulders. Toned chest. 8-pack abs. His hair was wet and falling over his forehead in the front, reaching only slightly past his shoulders in the back. It made him look more human. And even more attractive.

His hair is so hot like this...

You forced yourself to refocus on the conversation at hand. That familiar tension from the first time you two met came back in full force. You looked up slightly embarrassed, knowing Hisoka was likely watching where your eyes went. His perpetual smirk only confirmed your worries.

"Obviously but why are you here and not ...further away. There is more space."

"~Why would I do that? This water is awfully cold. I'm sure it's warmer here with you..♥~"

He gracefully swam back behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, drawing you backwards into him.

"~There ...isn't that better?~"

Your heart almost stopped in your chest. Your body got hot enough that it probably felt more like a hot tub than a stream, proving him right. Maybe that was his plan all along. Words seemed too complicated to form as he began talking smoothly into your ear, the two of you floating together in the water.

"~Watching you fight to survive has been very entertaining, (Y/N). And you haven't even discovered your nen yet have you?~"

"Nen?"

He smirked.

"~As I suspected. No nen experience.. but I can still sense your aura. It usually spikes when you're interacting with nature but ....it's even stronger right now. Am I making you... excited?~"

Your heart was pounding. You didn't know what he was talking about but you knew he could somehow sense what you were feeling.

"~Cat got your tongue? Don't be shy.~"

You could feel his lips against your ear, one of your hot spots. It was so hard to think. You just wanted to sink into his arms and let him have his way with you. But you couldn't.... 

"I....don't know what you're talking about Hisoka...."

"~I know...that's what makes you so fascinating. So powerful yet so unaware...I can't wait to break you one day...it'll be so much fun.~"

He moaned as he reached over and brushed your wet hair back with his fingers, pushing it over your shoulder. You could feel his manhood slowly growing against you. You swore your heart almost jumped out of your mouth. This man was clearly dangerous as hell. But his power was so charismatic and alluring, you wanted so badly to experience it. All of it. Your brain was saying you needed to run, but your body was paralyzed. You wanted more of this, more of him.

"~I could kill you right now ...but we're friends, right? ♥~"

"Yes..."

"~Hmm...just friends ...?~"

He slowly kissed down your neck, squeezing you up against his body as one of his hands left your waist, and traveled slowly to your hip and down your thigh.

Unable to help yourself, you leaned your head over, exposing more of your neck to his lips. The contrast of Hisoka's normal deadly presence with the tenderness of his touch was driving you crazy. Every movement he made showed he was skillful in the art of seduction, likely evenly matched with his fighting skills. You were slowly melting into his embrace but when his hand began to creep back up your thigh, you tensed up slightly.

"~You can stop me ...if you're... uncomfortable...~" He spoke directly up against your neck, the warmth caught you off guard.

"I...We're..."

"~Hm...?~"

His hand got closer and closer to being fully between your legs. Your brain was screaming at you to resist. Before this went any further...

"....We're just ... friends. Just friends."

Hisoka paused, not moving his hand any further. "~Mm?~"

"But you plan to kill me eventually right? So... even less than friends." You sighed breathlessly, surprised at how difficult that was to get out.

Hisoka pouted, "~Boo.... I was going to have so much fun with you. Maybe next time.~"

He turned you around so that you were facing each other and smiled at you.

"~Since we can't be playmates, you'll just be my toy then. And I'm very possessive of my toys (Y/N). Don't forget...~"

Before you could resist, he stole a kiss from you, moving incredibly fast but only gently pressing his lips against yours. They were soft, and for a moment you contemplated taking him up on his offer. But before you could blink he was gone, disappeared into the dark waters.

The next morning Hisoka was nowhere in sight. You couldn't sense his presence, even slightly. You didn't have much left to go on the journey to the ending point but there were still traps, people, and things that could've killed you. But you made it through and onto the next phase. When you saw him at the finish line, you gave him a death stare and he totally ignored you. You were flabbergasted.

That freaking asshole! He bailed on me. So much for looking out for your friends, I don't know why I even let myself think that was what was happening.

For the rest of the exam you and Hisoka didn't speak. He didn't even acknowledge your presence. Your anger and resentment against him slowly built. When you got to watch him fight however, you couldn't help but be hopelessly enamored by his sheer power.

When he got disqualified for killing some of the applicants and attempting to kill an examiner, part of you was sad to see him go. But it was quickly replaced with relief and satisfaction. Of all the applicants, Hisoka was the most deadly. And you hated the mixture of rage & infatuation that built whenever you were around him.

Goodbye and good riddance!

******

Your mind drifted back to the present and your bath water was now cold. You got out and rinsed off, drying, and wrapping your favorite towel around yourself. You picked the mysterious card up while flopping on your bed, studying its details as you drifted off to sleep.