A/N: Inspired by the picture I've had as my background for a while... Enjoy a short trip inside my brain XD
The repetitive noise of the sewing machine above Illumi's head was soothing as the assassin sat on the hardwood floor hugging his knees. The red haired magician sitting in the chair beside him, using the aforementioned sewing machine, was happily smiling to himself. Hisoka was enjoying the situation more than he had ever dreamed he would. He reached down to pluck another roundhead pin from the top of Illumi's head.
Clutching his legs tighter, Illumi just kept repeating over and over to himself that he was getting paid for this. So long as he was getting paid he could stay calm and collected. He hoped. Illumi's nails dug deeper into the skin of his arms as his entire body began to shake in rage.
"Stay still~" Hisoka sang, plucking the last pin from Illumi's head and swiftly finishing up whatever he had been sewing. If only Illumi could kill him...
"It's finished!" Hisoka grinned ear to ear as he held up the finished yukata and Illumi happily (though expressionlessly) stood up and absently brushed the dust off his pants. The job was finally over.
"Arigato Illu-chan." The magician folded the newly completed yukata over his arm and handed Illumi his much deserved payment.
Without a word the assassin took the cheque and left, swearing to himself that he would never again take a job from the clown as long as he lived. No amount of money was worth another blow like this to his pride.
Chuckling as the other man stormed away Hisoka once more held up the green fabric, proud that it was finally finished. With a smile, he turned to the closet and pulled out an already prepared white gift box and neatly folded the yukata so it would fit inside.
With one final addition, that of a dark purple bow on the lid, Hisoka looked down at the gift. It was finally ready to be given to the assassin. How Hisoka loved Illumi's birthday! The assassin could never guess what the magician would get him next.
A/N: Thanks for reading ^^