wildc4rd | shirasu catchall

I wouldn't call us friends, but neither would I like to see anything happen to him.

[they're friends. it's terrible and shirasu absolutely hates that it somehow happened.]

You're going to do as you like regardless, I'm well aware-- just bear in mind what you will or won't get out of it.

[threatening hisoka will just work him up, and fighting hisoka will work him up... there are only so many options to actually try and stop him, tbh. but he absolutely will not get any if he actually harms sol.]

[Ah. They're friends.

Hisoka's smile curves wider across the bottom of his face. His lashes lower halfway over his eyes. It's clear he fully believes they are now friends. No one would try to put him between a rock and a hard place if it wasn't the case.]

You're not fun. Sol was the best one to fight. Ah well... [His hand drops back down to annoy Shirasu by twirling some hair with his finger.] We'll see. If they get below ten to get rid of the corruption, I'm going to take my chances.

If you're hoping I'll threaten to kill you again if you do, I'm afraid you'll end up disappointed.

[he exhales an annoyed little huff of breath, there, and this time he does reach up to swat hisoka's hand away. stop that.]

[The swat works, if only because Hisoka just wanted it to be known he was being a nuisance at least some. He's pleased, and he again props his face in his palm.]

That's no fun either. You won't even try to kill me anymore... It's almost as if you enjoy my company. How scary.

If that thought scares you, I have to wonder just what sort of people have enjoyed your company before-- or is it the thought of someone edging too close that's frightening?

[a little hum, there-- he keeps his tone entirely casual.]

Either way, I'd say 'enjoy' is a strong word.

[Most of the amusement dies away, but there's still some left as he slowly rolls onto his back.]

The strongest survive. No matter what Minato may say, Xion didn't kill me. I was simply removed from being a player in a game by an advantage. I lost a battle, but not the war.

Say, do you think I would be able to become a Sign if I kill one?

Who knows? That's assuming it's even possible to kill them here.

[he notes the way hisoka ignores that question, but he doesn't try to change the subject again, just shrugging his shoulders.]

Either way, I think Lune-san is the better target. You won't enjoy the fallout as much with Sol-kun.

[Look. Breathplay is hot right up until you're almost dead, Shirasu. And Hisoka doesn't want to be dead!]

You don't have to pretend like my entertainment would suffer simply because you're fond of Sol. I understand. [He regards his nails. His voice is lilting like he's amused, but there isn't any amusement on his face anymore.] I couldn't allow Gon to get caught in the crossfire of Illumi and Killua's rivalry either.

Though Sol was such a good fighter. It's a shame I can't see how far he can go.

I'm hardly pretending... but you're not entirely wrong. I suppose it is a somewhat similar case.

[though in this case, it's not because he wants to fight sol himself. he just reminds shirasu too much of certain people... he'd rather see him live.]

Just how do you intend to find out, though? Simply try it and see what happens? Or will you try to weigh your options beforehand?

[Now the amusement is back, if only a little. He stretches his arm up over his head and runs the fingers and palm teasingly along the side of Shirasu's jaw to be annoying.]

If you want to hear my secrets, you have to be good to me...

[Just to see what Shirasu says.]

You're quite needy, you know.

[but teasing him and keeping him frustrated is no fun if shirasu doesn't keep him interested, is it?

so he'll follow along with that, actually, shifting so he can lean in to kiss him. as before, it's aggressive, fingers threading into hair and pulling hard, teeth grazing roughly and nipping at hisoka's lower lip when he pulls away.

and then he just falls right onto his back on his side of the bed after shifting away again, breaking their contact completely. that's all hisoka gets.]

Good enough for you?

[Waow.

Honestly, Hisoka did not expect Shirasu to give him anything but a spray in the face maybe. He looks visible surprised, and even lets Shirasu manhandle him without much more than a hum. It's gone, and he's left brushing his fingers over his mouth, blinking.

Then the surprise melts into something entirely pleased. He rolls over so he can lean across Shirasu's middle with his upper half. There doesn't seem to be any pursuit of more, but he does want to look Shirasu in the face.]

There's no plan. [thanks for the smooch tho] We have to wait to see if the living sacrifice them for the condition of getting rid of the corruption. They were awfully intent on trying to "find another way" to the end.

If we don't need Sol and Lune to return home, I'd like to fight Lune to see if he's a worthy opponent. If he dies... oh well. If I can live forever... that's a good stipulation for taking his place.

[the surprise is enough, honestly-- it's just as much about keeping hisoka guessing as it is about getting information, so that gets a satisfied enough look. he doesn't push hisoka off of him.]

We'll see what we can find out, then. If we do need them, I'll be quite annoyed if you've gone and gotten rid of one... but if we get something out of it, that's a different case. Just living and returning home isn't going to be enough for me, after all.

You're so ambitious. I like it.

[Bad.]

Living and going home isn't enough? You have big business to do still, hm? Does this mean you're going to help me see what Lune is made of if the time comes?

If it comes, yes. If it's worth the effort.

[another brief shrug, there.]

Living isn't enough without anything to live for, is it? I'm sure I've told you before that I have failures to fix. If it turns out there's nothing to be done about it... there's little point returning.

You make it sound so hopeless. What a sad story, the one of Shirasu.

[Fluidly, he rolls slowly to his back, keeping his head resting on Shirasu's ribs.]

If there's no point in you returning, what are you going to do? Stay at the center of the universe with Sol and help him protect it?

I don't yet know. Return anyway, perhaps. It's still home, whether there's anything left there for me or not.

[as hisoka had done to him earlier, his fingers twine into his hair, but tight enough to pull uncomfortably; then he lets go, hand dropping to rest on the bed.]

If I can get one person back, that'll be enough to make it worth trying.

[Ahhh, mean! Hisoka's face pinches some, and he shoots Shirasu a look, reaching up to rub the spot of his pulled hair. Quit teasing him!]

All of that for one person? [He peers for a long moment at Shirasu, searching and amused.] Someone you care about. Does Shirasu... have a heart? I'm shocked.

For more than just him. I have a responsibility to my people.

[another dismissive gesture, though-- it's followed with a sigh.]

But our clan has had twin Heads ever since we took over. With both of us there again, perhaps more would be possible.

[All he says is:] Twins. [It's not a question, and he definitely has a particular look to his glance. But, like... that's all he says...]

Splitting the responsibility? And what happens if the twin decides it's time to lead alone? Ah. I forgot. You're quite like the Zoldycks, aren't you? Family means everything.

We were always one. That isn't going to happen.

[swear to god if he's just like 'two shirasus...' he Will double die.]

I did think it was foolish at first to have two Heads, but I was young at the time. It proved to be quite useful.

[He is very much like "two Shirasus" unfortunately. But luckily, he wouldn't pursue anything like that without it being mutual. Small blessings. He can taunt about it, though.]

I'm not sure having more than a single Zoldyck is useful. Well, for them I suppose. They are quite messy. Were you? [He smiles like he knows the answer.] So... if you were Little Isuke...?

He was Isame, and also Kotarou. We shared the title of Fuuma Kotarou the tenth.

[it's a name and a title, just go with it. that comment gets an annoyed look, though.]

And of course we weren't-- though, well. The end goal certainly was to create a mess. Our work was not.

Sounds familiar.

[Inwardly, he's closing his eyes very intensely at Illumi for the twisted little game which had been played with Killua. His favorite plaything almost died? Get out of here with that mess.]

Little Isuke and Little Isame with their big family. But you're seeing if you can bring him back? You both were in some trouble, I see.

You could put it that way, I suppose.

[... but that seems to be as much as he willingly offers for now; he goes quiet there.]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iFoqGyWhMws except it's hell

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