Author's Note: This is for a contest my friend is doing where you write a fanfic and she'll make it into a dojunjshi (sp), actually it's just inspired by it cuz she doesn't like Yami No Matsuei (with the exception of Muraki) enough to draw it, but her prompt made me think of this and it was just begging to be written. If you want to know more about my friend's contest ask me and I'll send you the link. Enjoy and review, please!
Tzusuki pouted as he stood behind Hisoka who was leaving the office, the sun was beginning to set so that the moon could shine down upon one of its favorite night's of the year, Halloween.
"Please, Hisoka, oh pretty please with rainbow sprinkles and whipped cream, please, please, please!"
"Shut up," Hisoka said tiredly, he wasn't in the mood to be hounded by his idiot of a partner especially not for something so childish.
"Oh but we'll have so much fun," the brunette protested.
"You're so weird."
"Come on, Hisoka, please, it'll look weird if I go trick-or-treating by myself."
"It'll look weird because you're a full grown man, and how will it not be weird for us, a man and a teenage boy to go trick-or-treating together?" Hisoka argued. His logic was sound, but Tzusuki was immune to it, for that night was the only night when a person could go around and get free candy, and Tzusuki, being one of the largest sugar addicts in anime, just could not resist such a night.
"We'll say that' we're going for our daughter."
Hisako turned around and hit Tzusuki hard and the apple of Muraki's freakishly large eye fell down with a thump.
"Ouch, what was that for."
"Think before you speak, idiot."
Tzusuki frowned but got up, dauntlessly, and continued to follow his young partner. "OK, we'll say it's for our sister and that she's too sick to go trick-or-treating and is looking forward to candy when she gets better, hmm, how about that?"
Hisoka paused and looked back at his somehow adorable partner and sighed. "Fine."
Tzusuki squealed and glomped the dead teen, who pushed him off roughly. "Come one," Tsuzuki said excitedly, we have to get ready!"
"Wha-" Hisoka began angrily, but the suicidal man was already pulling him away.
The orange moon hung creepily in the sky, a crescent of its entire body, looking like the menacing grin of a troll who lured children into its stomach, the wind danced wickedly through the streets of the Japanese village reveling in the laughter and screams of little ones; it was truly a most festive night.
"I hate you," Hisoka said unhappily as he and Tzusuki stood outside a house all lit up and scary.
"Oh don't be like that, Hisoka, you look very nice."
"I hate dressing up."
"You're not even wearing anything embarrassing, you're a samurai."
"I still hate dressing up."
Tzusuki sighed and shook his head; a small smile on his face, Hisoka was such a teenager sometimes, and his costume wasn't even close to as embarrassing as Tzusuki's, not that the idiot felt embarrassed in his costume, which for the visual benefit of you, my dear reader, was a witch costume, with a purple and silver long dress, purple hat with silver stars and a wand, his candy container was a pumpkin bucket.
"Come on, Hisoka, we have to go over to the mansions, that's where all of the good candy is." Hisoka sighed once more and followed his bizarre friend (secret lover) to where the richer folk lived.
The mansion they stood in front of had to be, by far, the creepiest one they had seen thus far. Body parts were strewn across the lawn and some of the corpses were strung up in scary ways, not too many children ventured up the twisting path that led to the manor. Hisoka eyed the place warily, it seemed so real, the creepy old woman who lived up there must be very rich indeed to get such an affect.
"Will you come up with me?"
Hisoka looked at Tzusuki who was pouting again. "No."
"Wah, you're so mean Hisoka, don't you want any candy?"
"No, now shut up and go get your candy, this place gives me the creeps."
Tzusuki got a crafty look on his face and poked the normally yangsty boy. "Are you scared?"
"Idiot," Hisoka said and hit his partner. "Now hurry up."
"OK."
Tzusuki made his way up the winding path through the bloody graveyard of those not buried, uncaring and unaffected for all he could think about was the candy that waited for him.
When he reached the door and knocked it silently opened and a huge chocolate bar hung down in from of him, the man drooled and tried to catch it but it floated away, and he, stupidly, followed it. The levitated chocolate bar led him through the creepy mansion, doors already open for him and because he was such a food loving fool he didn't notice of unbelievably creepy all of it was.
The chocolate bar finally stopped and Tzusuki pounced but it disappeared like smoke between his fingers.
"What the-"
Candles were suddenly lit and Tsuzuki finally felt creeped out. At the end of the room stood a figure dressed so appealingly it was too disturbing. On top of a silver head was a white top hat with a purple ribbon that help three lollipops in place, the figure wore a white swallow-tailed coat with a large purple and white stripped candy pin, white pants, and a candy cane cane, yes it was a truly mouth watering yet frightening sight.
"Hello Mr. Tzusuki, how kind of you to join me," said a voice that makes this author squeal.
"Muraki," Tzusuki snarled. "What are you up to?"
"Oh, just waiting." The man-loving doctor raised the tip of his top hat with his candy cane cane so that his silver that that wasn't obscured by his fine hair could pierce the object of his desire. "I knew that you would come and so I dressed up especially for you."
Tzusuki tried to back up and escape, but the door behind him slid shut permanently and all escape was barred from the witch man.
"Now, now, Mr. Tzusuki there's no need to be so hasty, I have a surprise for you after all." Tzusuki merely glared, he wanted to leave to get more candy. "I love it when you're so riled up," the raping murderer said lovingly and walked over to the shinigami. "You did come here for candy, did you not?"
Tzusuki nodded and wondered maybe if Muraki's sick obsession would actually amount to something good for once and that he'd get a whole bunch of candy! Muraki reached Tzusuki and leaned in so that his mouth was right by the brunette's ear.
"I have something far sweeter than candy for you, Mr. Tzusuki."
Tzusuki swallowed and felt his pulse race, what did Muraki mean something sweeter than candy?
"What do you mean?" he asked, voicing his thoughts aloud.
"Allow me to show you," Muraki said most seductively and then the candles went out.
Hisoka stood in front of the demented house and sighed angrily, what was taking that idiot so damned long? The teenager looked at his watch and growled, it was almost midnight. Whatever, he thought; I am not going to wait around for Tzusuki to finish comparing sweets recipes with some crazy old lady. With that thought Hisoka disappeared, abandoning his partner.
A/N: please, please, please, review and you can have whatever candy you desire!