A Symbiotic Relationship / Male!Reader x Hisoka x Illumi x Chrollo

Heaven's Arena - Part 3

3rd POV:

Your eyes slowly open as morning comes, this time the pillow isn't stained with your saliva. Still, something is off. You can't tell exactly what over your sleepiness, but you realize what when you sit up. The mattress isn't slanted as Hisoka isn't there in the bed and looking around you can't see him. Confused and a bit alert, you extend your nen over the area, sensing traces of what happened. You can't imagine it clearly, but Hisoka got up 15 minutes ago and left through the front door after changing. You don't think anything bad happened, but better check it out. You get up and change, but just as you reach for the door it opens and Hisoka steps in with trays in both his arms, but he's holding them up so you can't see. Upon seeing you he smirks. "Good morning, [Y/N]. Hungry?" He asks, walking past you and setting down the two trays at the low table, then walking to the desk and taking the other chair from there and shuffling it to the low table. "I am. What are you doing?" You reply, walking over and curiously staring at the two trays. Both have a cup of strawberry milk and a plate, but one has just simple eggs and bacon on it while the other has various food items ranging from bacon to peanuts. "Since I saw how you didn't like the pancakes yesterday, so I wanted to give you the opportunity to try more meals in private so you know what you can eat and what you cannot." Hisoka says, motioning to the table for you to sit. "...Thank you." You say, surprise evident on your face. You take a seat as Hisoka takes his across from you, and you start eating. Bacon, cashews, peanuts, blueberries, bread and egg whites you can eat, but egg yolk, pancakes, beans and cereal your body rejects. It's a bit confusing but managing to eat something other than strawberries that tastes good is nice. You don't look up at Hisoka even though you feel his burning gaze on you, watching intently and with curiosity, set on not missing anything. When done tasting everything, you wash it down with strawberry milk, stopping briefly as you realize he got you this flavor because he remembers you eat these. It flatters you, but you don't comment on it and wipe your mouth with your sleeve. "That was good, thank you." You say once more, nodding and then you lean back on your chair, waiting for him to finish. He lifts an eyebrow but carries on. It's not long before he's done, and when he finishes you get up. His eyes widen slightly as he realizes you waited for him, and he looks away briefly, his hand shooting up to his face. He then grabs his tray as you grab yours and you both go put away the dishes.

"How about we go sign you up now?" He asks, getting besides you as you walk out of the cafeteria. You look ahead of yourself as you think, but then nod. You got nothing to be afraid of. A smirk makes it onto his face, and he grabs your hand and drags you into an elevator before pressing the lowest floor. "Why so eager?" You say, already knowing the answer as you withdraw your hand. "Why, I wanna see you fight. I think I know the answer, but I still want to see if you win." He says, leaning back against the wall. "Mhm." You hum in confirmation as the elevator descends, and after a few painful minutes of silence the elevator stops and opens. You both walk to the reception where you get issued an ID number, then get sent to the testing area. You both enter a large arena where several rings stand. "Good luck." He says, patting your shoulder briefly before putting his hands behind his neck and walking off to find a seat. You walk closer to the front and find a seat there, waiting for your number to be called. Your eyes lazily skim over the crowd, nobody stands out to you. Then you get stuck in your thoughts, how will you fight without nen? Your body itself isn't strong, so you have to go with the only thing you have left: Technique. Using what you remember, you should be able to overpower more than just any guy. You wouldn't be able to hold your own against Feitan or Franklin without nen, obviously.

You are brought out of your thoughts as you hear your number being called as you are summoned to ring C against a tall, muscular looking man with short blonde hair and a lazy eye. "Ready, set, begin!" The referee starts the duel, and the man immediately dashes towards you to close the distance. You choose to use the defensive method and wait for him to come close, then when he sweeps at you, you dodge the oncoming attack and parry with an uppercut, sending him stumbling back. Wasting no time, you follow up with a leg sweep, and when he's down you do the unjust move of jumping onto his stomach. The man suddenly coughs, blood coming out after the impact as he is too dazed to get up again. It ends in a win for you, and a ticket up to the 50th floor.