"Grab your favorite things, I need to get back to my Troupe." Chrollo remarked as he faced you.

"You're serious then?" You had a look of surprise cross over your face as you looked at Chrollo, still blindfolded.

"Not only is your nen completely unique... I just can't leave you behind. You're a diamond in the rough and as a thief, I take what I want. And I want you." His hand caressed your cheek.

A large sigh left your lips.

"Tired? I've got something in my jacket." He stood up and pulled you to your feet.

"Could you bring me by sunglasses? I'd like to see what I'm grabbing." You were a little unsteady on your feet from the intense pleasure session you'd just endured.

As Chrollo rummaged through his jacket, he found was he was looking for. Grabbing your glasses, he walked up in front of you.

"How much do you trust me?" He asked as he stared into your face.

"Uh, not that much really... Why?" You were being honest.

"Swallow this." He commanded as he smashed his mouth against yours. As his lips worked against yours, you felt his tongue begging for entrance. Although a little confused about the whole 'swallowing' part, you parted your own lips, only to feel a small pill being pushed into your mouth.

Your first reaction was to spit it out; why would you want a foreign pill in your mouth? But the pressure of Chrollo's face against yours pushed you to follow his commands and swallow. As he retreated and handed you your sunglasses, you quickly took off his cloth, handed it back to him and replaced your protective gear.

"What was that!?" You asked as you eyed him suspiciously.

"Just a little X, Hana. Don't worry about it. See, I'll take some too. Then we can have round two in no time." He winked as you as he popped his own pill.

"X? What the fuck is X?" You asked as you swatted at him for putting you through that.

"You don't know what that is? X? Ecstasy? MDMA? E?" He cupped your face in his large hand. "You're about to find out. Give it a half hour. In the meantime, you're coming with me, right? I gotta get back to my Troupe."

"Why? Do you all travel together?"

"Ah well... My friend recently... passed. I'd like to rally the Troupes."

"Oh. I'm so sorry." Your fingers brushed his hand, which he quickly retracted.

"Don't be. Just grab some things and let's go. Don't worry about too many clothes; I'll get you whatever you want." He waved at you while he finished getting dressed.

Nodding, you ran into your bedroom and grabbed a backpack. In it went three or four full outfits, hairbrush, wallet, keys and your phone plus charger. You didn't really have anything special to you. Not in this house. Not in your life. As you got dressed in a simple black skirt and top, you decided to take one last look around.

A rather empty apartment, with a rather empty person living in it. Who would miss it?