Ami and Hisoka stood three bodies apart as they observed the crowd of waiting for contestants skeptically; Ilumi was somewhere off in the distance but neither partner felt the need to locate him. Even after showing up 'fashionably late', both Ami and Hisoka were astounded to be numbers forty-four, and forty-seven; the whole point of showing up 'late' was so one doesn't have to be bored while waiting for the fun to begin, at least that was Hisoka's thoughts. After multiple hours, the duo spread apart until they were both leaning against separate walls of the underground bunker. Both of them were annoyed at the situation, and even worse, both of them were bored out of their minds.
Ami leaned her back against the cold cement while staring intently at Hisoka who was also leaning back against the wall, but he had his arms crossed with his eyes closed. Even though it appeared that he wasn't paying attention, she knew that he could sense her stare; it was confirmed when one golden eye popped open to look her way. She inwardly smiled, while outwardly she continued to stare deeply into his one open eye. With any luck, she hoped he would know what she was attempting to convey. A solid minute few by as their staring match continued, the smile Ami was suppressing came to the surface when Hisoka finally sighed and seemed to pull cards out of thin air. She loved when he did that, Ami felt like he was the one true magician that could always fool her eyes.
A game of cards, a great way to pass the time. However, it wasn't just some normal boring card game to them. Since they were multiple feet away from one another and weren't exactly planning on giving their partnership away just yet; they would most certainly have to be sneaky about their activities. Ami's eyes flicked up to the ceiling of the musty bunker, and Hisoka followed them. His own smirk surfaced as he gave into her childish antics. A simple card game couldn't hurt.
Separating the deck of cards into two hands, Hisoka paused and glanced up at her giddy blue eyes before shaking his head and beginning to shuffle them. Once finished he whipped half the deck her way at the speed of light. The cards could've, and would've easily murdered anyone they so much as grazed, but luckily for the bystanders in the room they missed every head they passed. Ami easily caught them and began shuffling through her own cards with a smile. Hisoka was slightly disappointed in her ability to catch the deck so easily; he threw the cards with enough force to easily kill anyone or anything in their path and she caught it with no issues. As if it was a simple kid's game.
Hours went by as they both threw and stuck the razor-sharp cards into the stone above, after multiple card games, the last of the contestants arrived in the elevator; three more children arrived. It was hard for Ami to ignore the number of children that were willing to subject themselves to the danger that was the Hunter's exam. She was disappointed, to say the least. Hisoka could feel the unease rolling off of her in waves and decided that their little card game was over. Making his way towards her he paused when a bald-headed man bumped his shoulder into him. Contestant number fifty-eight had arrived just a little after Ami and Hisoka had. Without so much as an apology, the man continued to walk straight and suddenly began screaming as both of his arms began to evaporate into skin and blood-colored bits.
Hisoka was quite surprised when both of his arms went missing, he had only intended to take the right one. Pausing to watch the man scream, Hisoka's eyes scanned slowly over to Ami who was now leaning back with her arms crossed and eyes closed. He smirked at the sight and focused back on the crowd.
"Oh how strange, he has no arms! I guess you should apologize after bumping into someone." he shrugged his shoulders and made his way farther into the crowd wanting to get closer to Ami. After arriving at her side he also leaned back and watched her with a smirk on his face.
"Protective, protective little miss." he hummed while she simply shrugged her shoulders and hummed her own response. "You know some would say that's a toxic personality trait, you have there." he continued to pick at her before her eyes opened and focused on a fair-skinned gray-haired boy that was walking around with his skateboard. Hisoka paused and looked between the two of them thinking deeply. He was aware she didn't like the thought of children in danger, but the way she looked at this child was different.
"That's Killua," Ami mumbled before shaking her head and looking away. Hisoka was a little shocked but attempted to appear indifferent, he knew this boy meant a lot to her and it probably bothered her immensity that her dear baby brother was partaking in something so dangerous.
"Don't let his looks fool you, he's strong enough to become the next heir of the family," she commented again before looking towards the children who had just arrived. They were speaking with a man that had been handing out poisoned canned juice, she hoped they wouldn't take the rigged gift, but at the end of the day, Ami knew she couldn't help everyone.
"Interesting," Hisoka spoke up before a sick smile came to his lips as he stared at Killua longer. "Very interesting," he mumbled making a mental note to keep his eye on the boy. If he was strong enough to surpass even Ami Zoldyck, the eldest of the known children, then Killua Zoldyck was definitely someone worth his while.
"Don't even think about it love, I'd kill you where you stand before you even got close to smell the scent of his shampoo." Ami's baby blue eyes were traced on him in a mere second, and the amount of rage they held was enough to give Hisoka goosebumps. He loved the way they looked, so hateful, so much rage; he wanted to crush that look.
A moment of silence came before Ami blinked and her vicious look was replaced with a humorous one, confused, Hisoka leaned forwards and pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear.
"What's so funny?" he mumbled, tangling his fingers in her hair as he brushed some of the loose strands from her braid behind her shoulder. He hadn't thought just touching her soft silky hair would affect him so much, but his body ached for her to return his warmth; he knew he would have to control himself.
Leaning close enough to put her slender shoulder against the middle of Hisoka's chest, his large body hid her left arm as it was sucked against his front. She curved her hand upwards, and lightly slide it against the inside of his thighs; she was high enough and close enough to make contact with the soft material separating his boy parts and the outside world. The Joker sucked in a breath and stared past her forehead at the ground as he started to almost shake; tingles erupted going the whole way from his toes to his fingertips. He couldn't believe she was so close yet so far away from grasping his intimate areas. A shuttered breath left his lips as he grasped her right shoulder to steady himself, and to turn his body to block their action from the rest of the room.
He didn't want her to stop, she wasn't even touching him sexually, yet her warmth was enough to give him release. He felt pathetic for wanting her so badly, yet he just couldn't stop himself. Images of her naked body filled his vision as she continued to softly run her warm hand against his thighs; there was definitely a growing problem in his skin-tight pants but Ami didn't feel like stopping. Hisoka felt this was both pleasing, and a punishment for both of them. They both had wanted to do this for so long, and now that she was actually performing the act, and was receiving such a response, Ami felt as though she couldn't stop herself anymore. It was fun to tease him like this.
"You seem to be struggling a little more than usual love." she leaned up close to his ear and whispered before lightly running her tongue over his earlobe and pulling away entirely. Hisoka was breathing heavily and was left leaning against the wall. His hands were spread out as he supported his weight and stared down at the now-empty spot where Ami had been standing. He could still feel a little of her heat down below but her absence was definitely noted. He moved forwards, closer to the wall before pushing his forehead against the cool stone and taking deep breaths.
"You tease," he said evenly before sucking in one more deep breath and quickly fixing himself in his pants. There was no way he could've turned around and faced the oblivious crowd with a bulge in his pants; there was just something too tasteless in that action for him. After fixing himself up by squeezing his member into his waistline and making sure he wasn't too noticeable, he turned to lean his back against the wall. While searching the crowd he noticed his lovely little partner was now standing on the opposite side of the bunk where he had been original. He watched her like a hawk as she stuck he tongue out at him cutely before she shrugged her shoulders.
This girl was definitely going to be the death of him; whether that be his mental or physical self, he wasn't sure yet.