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Chrollo led you down a seemingly never ending maze of hallways. Either you were in the biggest mansion in the world, or he was taking the longest path to confuse you.

Either cases were possible, and not unlikely.

Hell, maybe it was both.

Eventually, you reached a rather plain looking door, compared to the grand house you seemed to be in.

"After you," Chrollo held open the door, gesturing for you to enter.

You weren't sure why, but for a moment it felt so uncomfortable not following him. Maybe you had gotten too used to just following after him.

Or maybe it was just that there was at least a handful of mass murderers in there. That was a more comforting reason.

Growing dependent on Chrollo was not an option.

Shaking away the slight feeling of dread, you stepped into the room. With eight—nine? Somewhere around there—people's eyes already focused on you.

Instinctively your eyes scanned the room to find Shal, feeling an immediate sense of comfort once you saw him.

Yes, he was also a mass murderer. Yes, he was literally one out of the two members who had ever harmed you.

But he was also cutesy, and demure.

"Pookie!" Was probably not the best thing you could've said, in front of a large group of people focused solely on you.

You said it anyways. And will forever blame it on Shal.

You saw Shal's eyes drift slightly to the left, where Chrollo was standing just a step behind you. After getting what you assume was some sort of nod or permission, Shal's eyes lit up.

Beside you in a blink of an eye, he leaned against you, "Y/n! You're back!"

"It's been too long," You nodded, a slight grin on your face. At least he helped distract you from all the people's—and Hisoka, who is decidedly not a person—stares.

"Weren't you two together like fifteen minutes ago?" One of them, whom you hadn't met before asked. Glancing over at him, all that caught your eye was the sword he carried on him.

Interesting.

Noticing your interest, and perhaps trying to stop a fight, Chrollo stepped closer to you, introducing "This is Nobunaga. Everyone, this is Y/n Lucilfer."

Before you could mention that you never switched your last name, Chrollo kissed your forehead and added, "Please pardon any of their bad manners."

The second Chrollo's hands were off you, Shalnark was dragging you further into the room.

Where the people were.

Your worst nightmare. You preferred the finger breaking.

Barely focusing as Shal dragged you along, introducing people faster than you could fully register.

"...Oh and this is Machi, she texted once, but you won't remember th-"

"Something about not playing Strip games with Hisoka?" You interrupted, your eyes locking in on her. Shalnark finally letting your arm go.

"..You remember that?" She asked after a brief period of silence.

Ah, right. You were supposed to be playing clueless, and naïve. And that happened, what? Six months ago? More?

You wouldn't know, times been a blur.

"I thought it was funny..?" You asked back, unconfident in your own answer.

A blink. Then another. Followed by a wave of a hand, "Oh well. Go find someone else to bother, Shal."

Thank god.

Just a minute later, everything had returned to normal. No questioning looks, back to being dragged from place to place.

And, with luck, Chrollo wouldn't have noticed a thing.

—

"Well isn't that odd? ♡" Hisoka purred to himself as he watched from a dimly lit corner. Perfect if you didn't want to be noticed.

You know what they say, Zetsu and a little bit of 💅zest✨  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

(Zetsu is the one that suppresses your aura and majestic it unnoticeable, for those who didn't remember)

For a split second, Y/n's eyes locked onto his. Quick enough to make him second guess if he was imagining things or not.

And he rarely doubts his own abilities.

On one hand, it's almost impossible for a Nen user to see through his Zetsu, and even more so for a Non-user.

On the other hand, he's never wrong.

Y/n L/n really was an interesting creature.

Perhaps worth keeping alive, after fighting Chrollo.

—

"No," You tried to pull your hand away to no avail, like a toddler throwing a tantrum, almost, "I don't want to talk to it, it's hideous and needs to be removed from society!"

"Feitan's not going to do anything, we're just saying hi," Shalnark assured, laughing as you tried desperately to kick and pull yourself away from your inevitable fate.

"I refuse, nuh uh, not doing it, don't want to, Chrollie!! Help me, he's feeding me to the demons!" You shouted, kicking at Shal's leg, as you tried to pull your hand away.

Somehow, that finally worked, and he dropped you. Causing you to fall straight onto the floor.

Feitan, who standing approximately the corona virus distance away, just stared down at you.

Understandable. If you were in his shoes, you wouldn't know whether to stay or leave either.

"Shalnark, please refrain from.." Chrollo paused for a split moment, you could almost hear the mocking as he calmly continued, "sacrificing my lover to the demons."

"The demons aren't going to do anything!" Shalnark insisted, trying to drag you back up off the ground. Pulling his hand away when you tried to bite it.

You would've felt bad for Feitan not getting name privileges anymore. If not for the fact that you also had your name switched against your will.

"It will! It can, will and shall, and it's going to devour my fucking teeth!" You argued, attempting to bite Shalnark's hand as he reached for you again.

"He's not going to take your teeth!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"Feitan tell them that you aren't going to eat their teeth!" Shal looked between you and Feitan, pointing at you exasperatedly.

Feitan stared at you as stayed on the ground. His eyes boring into yours, until he terrifyingly grumbled, "Teeth."

Everyone stared at him for a moment, before he walked off without another word.

After a brief moment of silence, you finally triumphantly argued "I told you so!"

"Oh he doesn't even like teeth!"

You and Shalnark quickly began bickering again. Until, eventually it ended with you biting into his arm. Your feet lifted just slightly off the ground, as he kept his arm outstretched and just stared. Like you were some wild animal.

In his defense, you were literally sinking your teeth into his skin as you hung there like a wild animal, so..

"..Does Chrollo not feed you?" Shal asked with mock sympathy.

Swinging your body in attempt to kick him, he started to try and shake you off his arm.

"Get off me!"

"Hrgghr hrgg!!" You were attempting to say 'fuck you', but it didn't work out as planned.

What? Your mouth was full of human flesh. Which is an entirely normal sentence.

"You're the fucking demon here-" stumbling back, which helped him get away from you not at all as you were clinging to his arm, "stop kicking at me!"

"Hrggg!! Nrrggg!!!"

After just a few moments, Shalnark had managed to trip over something. Causing both of you to go tumbling to the ground.

Nobunaga, Phinks, and Uvogin's laughing didn't stop for at least eight minutes.

Also Machi had to stitch up Shal's arm.

It's fun attacking people who can't attack you back. You see why the Troupe does it

As Machi gave Shal medical attention, after five minutes of him whining to her about it, you snuck away from the group.

"Snitch." Was the way you greeted Hisoka, as you approached his dim little corner. Probably filled with more ugly clown-like rats.

"Mmh.. still pissy that I told on you to Chrollo? ♡" He asked, moving further into the dark corner, perhaps so that other Troupe members wouldn't notice your location so quickly.

Not that it mattered, as Chrollo's eyes were constantly trained on you.

You gave it two minutes before he was dragging you away from Hisoka.

"What'd you tell him?" You asked reluctantly, the thought of needing his help with anything made you sick.

But there was no way to get away from Chrollo without it.

Escaping Hisoka was a lot easier than escaping the entire Troupe.

"What are you implying, dear? ♤"

"Oh we both know you didn't tell him the full truth. I'll just go with whatever warped story you told him."

"Hm," His lips tugged up into the stupid smirk he always had on his face, you forgot how annoying he could be at times, "And what do I get out of this? ♧"

"Me not accidentally slipping up and informing Chrollo that what you told him was a lie."

That was entirely banking on the possibility that Hisoka lied. Which, while you were confident in it, you were never entirely sure.

"I suppose you're right, aren't you? ♢" He hummed, as if he were still considering it despite you being fully right.

"Very well then ♡"

Word Count: 1673

Fun Facts:

• Fun fact! Y/n was originally supposed to stay as a minimal wage customer service work until being kidnapped!! And not supposed to run away! You may notice that I strayed from that idea.

• My goal is to make Y/n slowly lose morals—both due to long term exposure to murderers, and just basic survival instincts. This will probably be important in the end. Idk, I don't plan endings?

• More Shalnark chemistry!! What greater love than, y'know, tearing each other apart!! (Anyways, as for the vote last chapter, Shal will not be a love interest this book. However he probably will be the main love interest in my next book. Maybe with Feitan or Phinks as well, up to the readers.)

Guys with how many xReaders I do with only male love interests I think I may be a gay man.😥