𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

~𝟙𝟙~

PASSION

♥

     The clock struck 6 and you're still contemplating on what to do. If you allow him to continue trampling all over you, you'll end up as the weak one. But why must he be so tempting? Why must he portray such an amazing character around you that makes it almost unbearable to ignore? How could anyone say 'no' to this offer? Maybe someone who would rather actually fall for his charming demeanor so easily. One who wouldn't care less if he stepped on them. You take a bite of the cherry pie only to fall in love with its taste.

     Maybe he just needs to be taught a lesson...

     Picking out the clothes was a difficult task. Not only did you not expect a dinner to take place but also for it to be somewhat fancy. The dining hall was guarded by two men in suits when passing by. The hall lights were dimmed down and many round tables scattered across with white tablecloths. The center piece of most of the tables were roses and candles. This blimp was meant for not only picking up the applicants but also for common residents to enjoy. You end up losing the biker shorts and taking off your mesh long sleeve. Even if you're wearing the same clothes, it makes your skirt and top pop out especially with the heels to make it seem more formal. You wonder in what Hisoka will show up in. Then again, he always has surprises.

     You shower yourself in a sweet perfume. Not only do you look seductive but you also smell alluring. Another few minutes are spent solely on your hair to perfect the look. While brushing your hair, you reminisce on events that took place back in the island. He described your hair as 'precious.' One of the most important parts of your body. You love how powerful it can be. How powerful it can make you. Though you refrain from using it most of the time to your advantage. If it's so special, why use it all the time? Keeping the hair intact is crucial and so is maintaining its smell. A faint floral scent from the hair product envelope the bathroom and makes you satisfied. You look stunning.

    It was around late 7 p.m. and you are now ready to make your way to the dining hall. The halls of the blimp were a tad bit empty, running into some contestants from here and there. By the time you arrive at the dining room, there's a line to enter. I didn't know there would be this many people... When you stood in line, you were almost immediately pulled out by one of the guards. They claim to know who you're here for. The man leads the way to a table close by the large window over looking the right side of the blimp. The sky was dark and in contrast with the moody dim light the inside of the restaurant produced. When you sit at the table, there's a small white sign reading 'Reserved' in bold and 'Morow' in a smaller italics underneath. Is that his last name?

     The waiter offers you a glass of water and you kindly accept. Another waiter brings a basket with red napkins, garlic bread, and butter cups. They were exceptionally warm and asking to be eaten. As you finish one slice of the bread, the same waiter who brought the basket brought a long menu. A double sided menu that offered many great dishes such as pasta and traditional steaks. The back mostly consisted of beverages, deserts, and some appetizers. Only two minutes run by before you feel his presence enter the room. Your stomach began to tingle. You close your eyes and concentrate on his steps. He's walking towards you now.

     "~Good evening, mon chéri.~♥" Hisoka amorously says standing behind you. You feel the touch of his hands caressing at your upper arms. His cold hands make their way to your shoulders, lightly squeezing at them. He leans into your ear, "~You look lovely my dear.~♥"

     "Thank you Mr. Morow. As you do too." You whisper as your hands graze his cheek. You can feel a smile form on his face. He takes your hand and leaves a peck on your palm. Expectingly, your heart skips a beat. He walks around the table and takes a seat in front of you. He was wearing a black suit with a red shirt underneath and a black tie. His hair was down, the pink overloading his purple. He looks so... good.