Hisoka picks up a little girl in the streets. Can a selfish, uncaring, pleasure driven clown act as a father figure to someone?
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A short story that ventures on how Hisoka will act in front of...
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Stomping her small feet as she continued her way into the forest. Her small figure descended further into the forest. Even with a fuming heart she still took note of her surroundings, the parts where it seemed to me a good hiding spot, places where hunting seemed to be good, she took note of it all.
'If I can't accomplish this, how am I supposed to stay with Papa. He'll get bored of me, and I must make sure it doesn't happen.'
With her resolve clear she decided to take Illumi's badge, hunting weaker preys are for the weak and Hisoka likes the strong. Thus, she cannot falter and fall behind his expectations. She knew that Hisoka kept her because he could sense his potential, probably raised her just to cure his boredom. She knows and she accepts it, she accepted her faith of being emotionally attached to someone so heartless. So with all that in mind, she must continue to move forward.
'Don't leave me behind Papa..'
She shook her head ridding of the unnecessary sadness that loomed over her head, this is but a small challenge. Illumi will not be the reason for her demise, and Hisoka won't leave her. She would make sure of that.
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She spent a few days looking for Illumi, she knew that she had to be quick or else Illumi would already be under the ground; sleeping.
But when she couldn't find him, she knew that the most undesirable scenario has unfolded. Illumi was somewhere underneath; asleep.
"What should I do..." She paced back and forth, biting the ends of her nails, her mannerisms that she kept on tabs finally resurfacing. She was panicking and there was nothing she could do.
When suddenly a bright green nen enveloped her, slowly forming into a shape of a person then hugging her from behind. All of a sudden her worries and anxiety flew off, clearing the dark black cloud in her mind.
"What... is this?" She turned to look at the mist forming a person. She looked around warily skimming through her surroundings, there was no one. Was this a long range skill? But why would it aid her instead of harming her?
"Nee, Y|N-chan my nen is not an offensive type of nen. Nor, can it be used anything special. But I think it's quite helpful!" A woman with bright red hair said, flashing a toothy grin as she suddenly got enveloped in a light soothing shade of blue. Slowly it had formed the shape of a person, and the mist was surprisingly detailed. From the person's eyes down his foot.
"Wahh! What's that?!" A young Y|N shouted, her small index finger shakily pointing at the mist person.
"Y|N, this is my nen. He takes on the form of my beloved that has gone far away from here. Now, don't get scared he will hug you and suddenly all these nasty scars will disappear." The woman gestured childishly. She snickers quietly before she tackled Y|N to the ground and endlessly tickled her.
"This is Aunt Rosaria's nen. How in the world am I using it?!"
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A|N : Another updatee! It took quite some time since my brain is not cooperating with me again. But I hope you liked it!
