A/n: This started out as ficlet drabble... and turned into a full-blown story. I'm really bad at one shots... I was in a really bad dry spell till I started listening to music. That's where this idea came from. All the chapter titles are Michelle Branch songs. THIS IS NOT A SONG FIC! Please comment or something. I'd love some feedback. Please! Please! Please!

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Song and song titles belong to Michelle Branch

One of These Days

Hisoka sat quietly, staring at the rain slowly drip down the windowsill; gladly soaking in the silence of his surroundings. Things had been pretty calm the past few days; everyone was resting, recovering from the last run-in with Muraki. Tsuzuki especially. Muraki had this odd fascination with Tsuzuki, trying to molest him every chance he got.

Hisoka glanced down at his clenched fists. White knuckles with a glimmer of crimson.

The thought of Muraki angered him, it always did. But lately, more so. Muraki's attempts at Tsuzuki were becoming more often, almost resulting in Tsuzuki's death.

The blood running from his palm at a quicker pace than the moment before. He unclenched his hands to relieve the tension and look at the battle of nails versus palm... his nails won.

"Why do I care?" He wondered out loud looking over the full damage to his palm. "Tsuzuki is my partner, I guess it's natural." And yet he knew that wasn't the reason.

He watched as the c-shaped marks started to disappear, making it easier to see all the short shallow lines on his hand. He knew what they meant. Tsuzuki thought it would be a good idea to have their fortunes told. Hisoka didn't need someone else to tell him how bad his future would be.

"Unlucky in life, in love, all I've got going for me is looks... not that it matters." Hisoka almost laughed at the ironic memory.

"C'mon Hisoka! It'll be fun, I promise!"

"... We'll be late, and we don't have the money."

"I'll work it off later, please? Please? Please?"

"...Fine, just be quiet..."

"Come, sit down and I'll read your fortune, the cute ones get a discount." Tsuzuki was eager and Hisoka refused to go first, not that he could if he wanted to. "You'll face many hardships in your life. You're deep in debt and will never be able to pay it all off. You have a strong lifeline; you'll be healthy for a while. As for love...do you have a special someone at the moment?"

"No, I don't."

"Be careful, there's a break that's a little blurry at the moment. Don't rush into anything, it may end up hurting you the most."

"Oh..."

"Would your friend like a reading?"

Hisoka shook his head. He wasn't in the mood to hear something depressing.

"Come on Hisoka, you said you would earlier."

"..."

"Come ooooooooooo-"

"Fine! Just stop whining."

"Sit down and give me your palm." One glance at his hand and her face turned grim. "Oh my... where do I start? Your lifeline is very shallow... and short... just, just be careful. Your wealth will be basic; you'll have enough to get by. As for love... well... at least you're cute?" Hisoka abruptly stood up.

"Pay her and hurry up. I won't wait for you."

Staring at his hands he knew where his love line was. He could barely see it.

"He seems depressed since Tsuzuki's been in the infirmary."

"They are partners, they become close."

"But I've never seen him this brooding before. Just sits and stares out the window."

"They don't think I can hear them." Tatsumi and Watari were standing just outside the door. "Maybe they're right, maybe I am depressed, maybe it's because of Tsuzuki..." He couldn't look away from his love line. "And maybe it's so hard to see because it mirrors my relationship with Tsuzuki... faint..."

Hisoka got up slowly, bracing himself for a bombardment of emotion when he would walk into the infirmary.

"Hisoka!"

"Oh, Hisoka, how are you?" Watari looked concerned.

"Fine." Hisoka walked past them but paused at the end of the hallway. "Don't worry about me."

"What?"

"I could hear you." He continued around the corner toward the noise, toward emotions, toward his partner. To Tsuzuki.

A/n: Please review! Give me feed back, something! This story will be in six parts with a choice of good or bad endings. (The will be separate and specified). I'm trying to get this one done with before I go back to my other ones. There will be updates of all stories until I run out of material. I look forward to reviews... please!