First things first!!

Im finally announcing the winning art for my competition!!!

1st place: @DreamerOfClouds

2nd place: @NobodyWill

3rd place: @ElzahGreyHood

This was the hardest desicion of my carrer oml i just :D

Honestly you were all going to get first place but i decided that would be a loser move, so i had a few people help me out with this lil voting process!

Congratulations to you all though! I've never been happier to recive such beautiful works of art! :')
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1:15 pm

The two adults sat unmoving in a booth of Hisoka's favorite cafe, with no words being exchanged, but the magician knew his toy had a lot on her mind.

He quirked a brow at her, "What's troubling you?~"

She glanced down at the small set of utensils that sat wrapped in a napkin, and unraveled it boredly.

"Not talking huh? Ok then~"

He caught the small movement of her eyes rolling up to the ceiling in annoyance, and chuckled, causing her to glare at him.

He winked at her in response, and she quickly turned away, huffing as she did so.

'So cute ♡~'

Then, he got an idea. A bad idea. He chuckled quietly to himself, arousing Eclair's suspicion.

"Why are you laughing. Nothing funny here.."

He smirked at her, "Oh, you know~ Just thinking about how sexy you are~"

Eclair choked on air.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me fruit~"

She sneered at him, "Ugh. Just shut up already.. You always have something to say."

Hisoka stood up, and began to walk over to her side of the booth. She tried to exit before he made it, but alas, she was too slow.

He slid himself straight into her side, noting that the woman took up a good amount of space.

'It's her hips..'

He stared at the curves of her legs, watching how they expanded slightly, as she pushed closer to the wall to create more space between them. Which he closed off by scooting closer to her.

His eyes drifted upwards towards her waist, and he saw that she indeed was well endowed. Good-sized waist, curvy hips, a nice ass.

He should know, sinced he stared at it often.

She was a bit lacking in the rack department, not that Hisoka minded though. Besides, her face was appealing enough to forget about everything that didn't matter.

And her eyes. They were such a beautiful shade of grey, that you could stare into them and get lost. They were so calming to look into, Hisoka found himself staring into them more than he'd like to admit.

"Can I fucking help you? You must have a staring problem.. Honestly."

He grinned at her, "So harsh~ You must be very upset~"

She glared at him once again, but didn't respond.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Eclair~ Tell me what's wrong princess~"

"Don't. Call. Me. That." She growled.

"Then tell me~" He wrapped his other arm around her front-side, and brought his face in close to her's, his lips almost touching her cheek.

".. Fine. Why did you leave me earlier? I didn't want to walk with.. "Kastro" for a fucking hour. I don't want to go on a date! I don't even know how to.."

She finished her rant by putting her face in her hands, sighing suddenly.

Hisoka dropped his arms off from around her, and muttered loud enough for her to hear, "I really am sorry Eclair. I promise, I won't leave you alone anymore.."

Great. Now he felt bad for leaving her. Just what he needed.

She sniffled slighlty.

"Are you crying? Eclair.."

This wasn't a good situation. Hisoka was no therapist, if anything he needed one himself. So handling crying women wasn't his forte.

"Is it the date your worried about? I could help if you want~ You know.. Teach you~"

She looked up slowly from her hands, "Really?"

He smiled softly at her, "Really. Now please? Stop crying~"

Eclair wiped her eyes with her sleeve, "It's just... Allergies.. I don't cry.."

He chuckled at her, "Alright, as long as it's over~"

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7:45 pm

Hisoka sat patiently at his small dining room table, staring at Eclair, as she sat across from him.

They had gotten home a few hours ago, and had been preparing for the "Dating Practice", or so Hisoka called it.

The food had been ordered from some restaurant Hisoka had been to, and he was dressed formally, as was Eclair.

They now sat quietly across from eachother, occasionally glacing at one another.

"You haven't touched your food~"

"And I don't plan on it any time soon.."

"Why no-"

"Hisoka.." She interrupted, "Can you teach me now?"

"My my~ Why such a rush?~"

Eclair sighed, "Sorry.. I'm just really nervous about this.."

"Don't be~ It's almost like every time me and you go out to eat~"

"..Every time we go out to eat is like a date?"

He should've refrased that.

"Anyways~ are you ready to learn?~"

"Yeah.."
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9:00 pm

"That's all there is to dating~"

Hisoka wiped his hands with the linen napkin that lay near his plate, and Eclair mocked his movements.

"You understood everything, yes?~"

"I did. You made everything easy to understand.. So thanks Hisoka.."

She stood up and fiddled with her dress a bit, while Hisoka took in her whole form.

It was a small black dress, with thin straps that wrapped around her shoulders and neck, and black flats to match, nothing too fancy.

But, there was something about her that was.. Different. Hisoka couldn't pin-point exactly what it was, but he would find out eventually.

"Hisoka?"

"Hmm~"

"Can I try something?"

"Try something?~ Whatever do you mean fruit?~"

She walked over to the side of his table, "J-just.. Stand up."

He followed her instructions and chuckled, "What're you going to do~?" He thought it was a bit strange, her asking to do something to him, instead of just doing it as she usually would.

"Eclai-mm?~"

His eyes widened in shock when his lips were cut off by her own, but the sensation was brief. She stepped back hastily, and turned her face away, so that the man wouldn't see the red that tainted them.

"Y-you told me a while ago, that it's polite to give a kiss.. W-when-"

"I did say that, didn't I~" he interrupted her, putting his hand thoughtfully on his chin, "Well, it was nice, but~ you didn't kiss me right~"

She turned her face to him, "Then.."

Eclair didn't say anything after, but Hisoka knew what she meant.

He pulled her over to himself, so that their bodies were touching, and wrapped his hands around her neck, before pulling her in for a gentle kiss.

She closed her eyes, and wrapped her own hands around his neck, while she savored the sweet moment, allowing her mind to memorize the taste of Hisoka.

The two felt a spark from deep within, somthing that the both of them had never experienced before, somthing warm, and blissful. Neither of them wanted it to end.

Eclair pulled away slowly, as much as she hated to, but she had to stop.

'It would never work.. I-.. I just can't..'

She felt tears forming, so she freed herself from Hisoka's grasp, and began to turn away, but he stopped her by grabbing her shoulder.

"Eclair."

"Yes?.."

"Promise me, that you won't do that with.. Kastro."

She smiled to herself before answering, "I promise." She left the room after, but didn't fail to see one of the happiest expressions she'd ever seen on Hisoka's face as she left.

'Maybe... Maybe it could work..'

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A/n: wooot! Upates! So yea this chapter wasn't a lemon but fear not! The time will be soon >:)

Ah.. This chapter was garbage.. Oh well :(

So! I've been notified from an admin of the HXH Watty Awards that they're doing the awards for that this year, and i was wondering If you guys think i should do it? Like, join in there? Idk XD

Rate, comment, flame, whatever you think suits this story.. And the author :3

See ya next update !

P.s Congratulations to all of the people who participated in my little competition
I really do love each one! ^^