11:30 am

"Watch where ya goin lady!"

A taxicab driver shouted while honking his horn angrily at the woman, who was now clinging onto Hisoka's arm, an offended glare plastered on her face.

"You watch where your going.." Eclair mumbled under her breath, just loud enough for the jester to hear, and chuckle after he did so.

She released the clutch on his arm, and moved her grip to her shoulder, embarrassment rising up into her own slightly flushed face.

"What? How was I supposed to know that your not allowed to walk when the light's red.. I looked both ways already."

"Maybe, because it's common sense? Red means your supposed to wait, usually~"

He smirked at her naiveness, it was quite cute actually. The fact that she knew so little of the constant buzz of the city around them.

*CLICK*

The stoplight switched to green, and signaled for the people who were waiting to walk across the to the other side of the sidewalk.

The crowd crossed simultaneously, a few people bumping into each other while doing so. One of these particular people happened to be Eclair, and she stumbled a bit, but quickly caught herself.

'That would've been embarrassing...'

She'd reached the end of the crosswalk, and the small mass was beginning to clear up, but something was missing.

"Hisoka? Damn.." She said aloud to herself, and slid one hand into her pocket.

'Where the fuck?... HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU LOSE SOMEONE WHO WAS LITERALLY RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU? STUPID ECLAIR.. STUPID AND BLIND.'

Pinching the bridge of her nose agitatedly, she sighed, 'Fuck...'

She turned frantically in a circle, making sure she didn't overlook anywhere he could be.

"...Hiso-"

"Excuse me miss, are you in need of assistance?"

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((Somewhere hidden, out of view...))

"Hisoka? Damn.."

He chuckled sinisterly in the shadows of the crowd he was blending into, watching the girl struggle to find him.

She pinched the bridge of her nose agitatedly, and turned around in a small circle, searching for him.

'Let's see how well you handle pressure my little toy~'

"...Hiso-"

"Excuse me miss, are you in need of assistance?"

She seemed to hesitate for a moment before answering, "Uhm.. No thanks.. I'm fine.."

He was a young man, slim in appearance, with white hair that reached the arch of his back.

He was dressed in casual clothing, a light-blue plaid shirt, along with some light-blue denim jeans. All in all, he was an attractive man.

"I would leave you be but.. It's would against my morals, leaving such a beautiful woman in distress.."

Something twisted in Hisoka's stomach. He definitely didn't like where this was going.

Eclair didn't seemed to be flattered by the man's comment, if anything she looked confused.Then something seemed to click inside of her, "Hey, aren't you a fighter in the heaven's arena?"

"So you've been to my fights," His ego seemed to boost as he said this, "You must be a big fan!"

"No, actually.. I think I saw you on a poster, or something this morning.."

His ego instantly deflated, "Oh."

Eclair screamed internally, and she was sure that it was loud enough for everyone around her to hear.

"Miss, may I uh.. Ask for your name?"

She wanted to glare at the man, but she felt like it would honestly, be a waste of her time.

"Eclair." She stated simply, and began walking away from the man, in search of a certain red-head.

The man quickly caught up with her, and began walking in step with her, "I'm Kastro! Nice to meet you."

Eclair sighed, "I didn't ask. But ok..."

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12:45pm

"HISOKA," Eclair rushed towards the mass of crimson hair she saw bobbing above the crowd of ongoing walkers, "WHERE IN GOD'S NAME WERE YO-"

He put his index finger to her lips, "Shhhh, Relax fruit~ I was taking care of some things~"

The truth was, he didn't like the constant attention Kastro was giving her the past half hour, and decided it was best that he'd intervene.

"That's not funny. I didn't know what happend to you! Do you know I worried I was..?! You almost gave me a heart attack!"

She finished her sentence with a long sigh, as if she were holding it in for the whole outburst she gave, and Hisoka took note that her eyes were a pinkish hue, and tears were almost lining her lower lids.

'So she was seriously mad...♡'

"Really? You have nothing to sa-Uh?"

"I'm sorry~ I should've told you, and I deeply apologize~"

He cut her off by wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, making sure to send a small smirk to the onlooking Kastro, who had yet to say anything.

"I-I don't... Uh.." Eclair stood awkwardly with her arms frozen against her own chest, not knowing how to recuperate the given hug.

"Eclair? Was this who you were looking for?.." Kastro finally spoke, his face showing signs of irritation at the two's display of affection.

Eclair pressed herself from Hisoka's grasp, well as much as she could anyways, as one of his arms remained stuck around her waist.

"Yes it is. And," she forcefully removed herself fully from the magician's grip, "I thank you for all of your uh.. Help."

She reached her hand out in a respectful manner, and Kastro gladly took it into his own, but instead of shaking it, like Eclair expected, he kissed it.

"I'd do it all over, just to spend time with you again Eclair."

The genuine tone of his voice along with the kiss of her hand, made her blush suddenly, "O-oh.. Ok?"

She missed the smirk that was sent Hisoka's way, along with the glare that was sent back to Kastro.

"Well if that's all, me and Eclair-"

"May I take you out to lunch sometime.. Eclair?"

Kastro cut Hisoka off mid-sentence, his smirk becoming more, and more visable.

"Sure?"

Kastro pulled his phone from out of his pocket, and quickly unlocked the screen.

It was a sleek black phone, and it looked like a brand new model, but she decided not to ask about it.

The two exchanged numbers, as Hisoka watched the interaction ensue.

He didn't like this at all. This whole "Kastro" thing. It was highly annoying.

"-Alright i'll see you then. I can't wait!"

Hisoka tuned into their conversation at the last sentence. When had they planned it?

"Ok.. Bye." She waved shyly at him, her face still tinted a light pink.

Kastro waved back before walking away from the two, not bothering to give the jester a second glance.

Hmm..Guess ill have to kill him-'

"Are you ok? Hisoka?"

"Of course~ What do you mean?~

"Nothing.."

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A/n

Yup im ending it here ^^ ((i also haven't read this over to fix errors but thats beyond the point '^^))

Not really a cliffhanger but.. Im a little rusty and have writers block
:/

So! I have a question. Do you guys want more lemons?? And if so let me know pretty please~

And also, how do you guys like this ooc chappie ^^ lmao im sooo rusty
I don't even know HOW kastro would act towards ... A girl.. And Hisoka being jealous? Lets not even start '^^

But anyways see ya next update :))

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