Haru watched them from afar as Makoto honestly seemed like he was having a good time with Hisoka. Maybe Hisoka wasn't as bad as he thought. He left his seat and went home. There wasn't much for him to do anymore.

"So... why didn't you chew me out back at the orphanage?" Makoto asked as they sat side by side on the swing set.

"I thought you were cute, so I let it slide. So thank the heavens for your good looks." said Hisoka with a wink.

He quietly looked at Makoto who laughed. He really was cute. The way he laughed was cute. He reached over and gently caressed his cheek. Makoto swatted his hand away. It felt weird but pleasant.

"You know, I have plenty of guy friends, but I feel different around you. It's kind of like I know you. That's why it's so easy to talk to you." confessed Makoto.

"Maybe we knew each other in our past lives." said Hisoka. "I wonder how close we were then."

"I've been thinking about it and... I like being around you. It's nice... comfortable." said Makoto quietly.

"I can say the same. Oh, darn. I left something at home. Do you mind coming with me?" Hisoka asked as he texted Shalnark.

"Yeah, sure." replied Makoto before sending a quick text to Haru.

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Makoto looked around as he made his way to the bedroom. It was different than he expected. Hisoka wasn't a part of a circus or anything. Neither were. He stepped into Hisoka's room then flopped onto his bed. It was really comfy.

"So, what are we looking for?" Makoto asked as he sat up.

Hisoka remained silent as he kept his back to him. Makoto asked again but received no response. Hisoka walked over to the door then over to where he sat.

"Hisoka...?" Makoto called out a bit concerned.

"Shh... just lie back." said Hisoka as he hovered over a lied back Makoto.

"You... Haru was right about you!" Makoto shouted as he struggled in Hisoka's hold.

Hisoka simply smiled then frowned at the sight of of Makoto on the verge of tears. He leaned forward and Makoto turned his head. Hisoka let him go. He walked away before heading out of the room. He couldn't do it. He leaned back against the door in utter defeat. He's had strugglers before and knew how to deal with them. He's never had a problem before.

"Hisoka." Makoto called out from the other side. "Are you going to hurt me...?"

"What? No. That's insane..." said Hisoka as he couldn't fathom hurting him.

"Then, are you going to force yourself on me... again?" he asked a bit scared.

"No..." muttered Hisoka as he felt guilt. "I'm not a good guy, so you should leave... Sorry."

Hisoka walked to Shalnark's room then dropped onto his bed. It was the first time he had given in like this. He heard the door open then sighed. It was probably Shalnark. He did tell him to come back not too long ago.

"You're a good guy. You just make bad choices." said Makoto as lied on the bed with Hisoka. "I wouldn't have minded if you had asked."

Hisoka looked at him in confusion. They had only met two days ago yet he was willing to have sex with him. Did he instigate trauma into him after earlier? Makoto chuckled at the sight of his confusion.

"I'm only joking. At most I'd let you take a kiss or two." said Makoto as he nudged him.

"You're so weird..." said Hisoka with a smile.

"Not as weird as you." retorted Makoto as he tickled him.

They soon got into a tickle war on Shalnark's bed. Shalnark opened the door and witnessed the scene. He wasn't sure if he should feel happy he didn't claim another victim, be mad that they're doing it on his bed or upset that he wasn't invited to join. So he quietly closed the door and left them alone.

They panted for air as Hisoka rested himself against Makoto. Neither could remember when they had laughed as much as they did at that moment. Makoto looked at Hisoka then gestured for him to sit up.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?" Hisoka asked.

Makoto held up one finger then closed his eyes. Hisoka was confused. Makoto opened his eyes then sighed.

"You get one kiss for being cute. Just one." explained Makoto.

"Then... I'll make it worth our while." said Hisoka as he pulled him closer.

Makoto gave a delayed response as it was his first time kissing a guy and years since he kissed a girl. He moved closer to Hisoka and repositioned himself to deepen the kiss. Hisoka pulled away then chuckled. Makoto looked at him in confusion.

"I couldn't guarantee your body's safety if I continued. You're pretty addicting to kiss, Makoto." commented Hisoka as he rose from the bed while licking his lips. "I've kept you long enough. You're free to go."

"Thanks for the kiss. I think..." replied Makoto as he slid off.

"Are you two done? Can I have my room back? I swear on my future grave if I see even a hint of sexual activity on my sheets you're good as dead, Hisoka." said Shalnark angrily.

"We didn't do anything like that. I promise." said Makoto, hoping to calm him down. "I can show you."

"It's fine. I'll be checking every inch anyway." said Shalnark as he passed by them.

"So, I'll see you?" Hisoka asked with a smile.

"I have to stop by an orphanage. I offered to read them a story." Makoto said with an apologetic smile.

"That's fine. I can probably get away from work for a bit." said Hisoka. "I'll text you if I can go."

"'Kay, see you." said Makoto as he walked away.

Hisoka watched him walk away then shut the door. He had conceded defeat. He couldn't bring himself to do anything to him. Makoto's teary eyes came to mind, making his guilt heavier. He didn't want to admit it, but he had to come to terms with it. He cared about him. A lot if he were to be specific.

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"You know, I think I'm really into him." said Makoto as he helped with laundry. "Him meaning Hisoka."

"What? That's insane. It hasn't even been 2 weeks since you met him. Hell, it hasn't even been one. And have you forgotten about Chrollo visiting? Is he sharing a room with you? How long is he staying? What if he disapproves of you dating Hisoka? What if he doesn't like homosexuals?" Haru rattled off with worry and concern. "All I ever hear is school and Hisoka."

"Haru, it's going to be fine. You'll know if something's wrong." said Makoto happily.

"Were you always this carefree?" muttered Haru as he hung up a shirt.

"Who knows. Ah, right. He'll be staying in my room and I'll be taking care of him during his stay. So rest easy." replied Makoto then groaned as he dropped a sock.

"Oh yeah. What did you have to pick up?" Haru asked as he remembered the text. "Do you have it?"

"Uh, no. I mean, yes I do but not on me." said Makoto nervously.

"Is it in your bag? Or does it not exist?" pressed Haru.

"It exists. It's with... Hisoka. I asked him to hold it but I forgot to take it back." explained Makoto as he handed Haru clothes. "Stop dawdling and hang these up."

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Makoto quietly hummed as he did homework. His mind went back to earlier and caused him to instinctively cover himself. Was he the first of soon to be many? Would he end up just being another number? The thought of it made his heart heavy. He reached for his phone and wondered if Hisoka would block all forms of contact with him after today.

Maybe he should've listened to Haru. Maybe he shouldn't have gotten close. It wasn't like he was being forced to. He chose to get close to him. Makoto sighed heavily as he lightly banged his head against his books. He should feel lucky he hadn't developed any feelings. His phone lit up and a familiar name appeared on his screen. Should he reply? He easily gave in.

They had set a date for him to introduce him to his friends. It was set to be the day Chrollo arrived as Hisoka mentioned a friend of his was coming into town that day. Since both of their friends were coming in that day, they made plans to meet up at the same place.

Haru poked his head into Makoto's room and wondered what had him all smiley. He opened his mouth to ask then decided not to disturb him. It had been awhile since he's seen Makoto smile that happily.

"Oh, Haru. Do you need something?" Makoto asked as he noticed him standing in the doorway.

"Oh, uh... are you cooking or should I make something small with my below average skills?" asked Haru.

"Oh, we can cook together. Just let me finish this." Makoto responded then went back to working.