Good Things Come in Small Packages
After FINALLY watching the Anime part of Yami No Matsuei , I get to show my love of it by writing a small story 'bout my favorite couple, Tsuzuki and Muraki! :D Seriously, the pairing is just so twisted, forbidden, complicated, sexy, cute, all of these and more, I just had to make this fic, if not anything, and not let the idea of it nag at the back of my head. This idea popped up for these reasons, and two more.
1) I was inspired by one of the most amazing author's I've seen ever! Jollyolly! This first chapter is dedicated them( Dunno if you're a boy or girl, buddy, sorry! Forgive me!)!
2) I've actually DID have this idea going through my head for some time. I wasn't sure whether to write it or not, but I decided to anyway, since I think no one's done this before.
For all of you, here's the long summary!
Summary: The mission was simple. Retrieve the child, bring he or she back to Meifu, and get a cinnamon bun for a job well done. But things take a turn for the freaky for Tsuzuki when Muraki shows up and the child seems to know him. The child gets along with everyone, even Tsuzuki's Shikigami. Just who is this odd child? How do they know not only Muraki, but everyone and Meifu as well! And what is it about this child that turns Muraki and Tsuzuki from enemies to lovers? Will eventually turn M-rated. . . Heh-heh :D
Dedication: Thanks so much for the awesome-ness that is Jollyolly! You are a Yaoi God!
Disclaimer: I hold no rights over anything, only the child.
~Chapter One: Things Taking a Turn for the Freaky!~
"I'm. . . Scared. . ."
A small body trembled, the person barely able to reach five feet as they stepped out of the shadows. Dark eyes blinked tiredly, taking in the new surroundings and letting out a distressed sound.
"Papa. . . ? Daddy. . .?" In a shaken voice, the person took a step forward, gasping when a large golden retriever sniffed at them, before being tugged at its leash, and led away by the owner. Holding their hands to their chest, the person tried again.
"Papa!? . . . Daddy! Where are you! I-I'm alone, a-and scared!"
None of the those who passed by took notice of the small person, as if they didn't exist. A sniffle escaped the person's throat, a sob following after.
"Please! Someone help me find my papa and daddy! They said I can never go off alone, and they're really worried by now, I bet! Please, someone help me!" Still no one looked. The person watched their eyes, sensing the pity in their normal colored eyes. They could tell that the person was there. They just choose to ignore them. The display was too sad and pathetic for them, most likely. Another sob escaped the person's lips, barely visible and oddly-colored eyes leaking with tears.
"I'm all alone. . . A-And scared. . . A-and. . . Hungry." A rumbled sounded off from their stomach, and the person's nose gave a twitch, something sweet and smothered in chocolate sauce wafting into their nostrils.
"Cake. . ."
"Huh? A child?"
Meifu was gathered with its usual people. There was the always attentive and intelligent Tatsumi, brown hair combed back and blue eyes hidden behind thin glasses, sitting next to his long -time friend, the strawberry-blonde, orange-hazel eyed Watari, also wearing glasses. Sitting across from them was the green-eyed, honey-brown-brunette emotion-seer, Hisoka Kurosaki. All eyes were directed to their chief, grey-haired with his face set in a serious fashion.
"Yes," Sighing, he pulled at the few documents that laid in front of him, "From what was gathered so far, a child has been said to been pursued by a number of demons. We haven't gotten any information yet, but we still can't let this go unsolved. Kurosaki," He turned to the youngest man in the room, "You can sense it, can't you? The child's emotions, even from this distance."
Hesitantly, with a bitten lip, Hisoka nodded, "Yeah. It's weird, since I've never been able to sense them from distances this long. But I can still feel a child's emotions. They are sad. . . Lonely. . . Afraid, and. . ." Hisoka's face twisted with concentration, his eyebrows furrowing as he tried to pick up more," And. . . Optimistic?"
The three looked at Hisoka with confusion, the latter looking just as confused as they did, before Tatsumi spoke up.
"Chief, though this is an odd ability we've just discovered, I'd like to know if there is anything we know of the child? What they look like, or a name of some sort?" He asked.
"If we did, I'd give it to you. But all we know is that the child is somewhere in Nagasaki. Enma-Daioh and the Hakushaku want us to investigate this matter ASAP. Kurosaki, I want you and Tsuzuki to find the child," He suddenly stopped, eyebrow raised, "Speaking of which, where'd that pup go?"
"Last time I saw him, he went on his break," Answered Watari kindly, "Probably went to that cake café he was going on about yesterday. Said he had to get the last, three-layer chocolate cake."
Both Tatsumi and Hisoka inwardly groaned while the chief slapped his forehead.
"Oh, for crying out. . . I bet he's out there right now, making a fool out of himself."
"Yes! Alright, I got one! Yahoo~!"
Everyone either stared or steered away from the jumping brunette with amethyst-colored eyes as he held a white box to his chest with glee, a childish-smile on his face as he held his possession like a trophy.
"I can't believe it, too! It was the last one and I managed to get it! Today's just my day!" Giving one last fist pump, Tsuzuki dashed his way to a nearby park, his signature black coat flapping behind him. Slowing down to a fast-walk, the agent of Meifu took a seat by a sculpted fountain's edge, taking in the scenery that was bestowed to him on this great day in Nagasaki. Children were off, playing with one another or with their families. Teenagers in love were enjoy their dates in the sun. And even playful and domesticated pets were with their families, playing with toys or just having a good chase around the green grass and tall trees.
"This is nice," Said Tsuzuki to himself with a smile. Eyes glittering, he looked to the cake box in his lap and he unwrapped the white box, giggling excitedly as the flaps opened and a brown and red icing-covered cake was shown. Tsuzuki smiled and took a sniff, sighing with pleasure at the chocolate dessert, "Alright! Thanks for the amazing food!" he cheered, ready to dig in.
"Um. . . Can. . . Can I have a bite, Mister?" Shiny and purple eyes snapped up to meet those of the same color, and Tsuzuki now stared at the six-year-old girl that was looking up at him with hope.
She was so small and tiny, clothed in a white blouse laced with blue and purple butterfly designs and red cardigan slipped over her shoulders, a blue skirt reaching her knees with black and shiny Mary Janes. Her silvery and curled locks ran to her shoulder blades like a waterfall, two interesting barrettes pinned by the temples of her head. On one side was a diamond-studded barrette in the shape of a lamb, the other made of amethyst gems, in the shape of a musical note. As gaudy as they sound, they complimented her heart-shaped face perfectly, light-caramel skin with rosy cheeks and a cherubic smile. Her eyes held a deep color of purple, said eyes looking from Tsuzuki, to the cake.
'She's so cute. . . Ah, what the Hell?' Smiling gently, the brunette took the plastic knife and fork that came with box and he sliced a piece for her, tearing one of the paper flaps to use as a plate, "Sure, why not?"
Smiling brightly, the little girl scrambled up on the edge and sat right next to him, sighing happily as she was given her piece.
"Wow! Thanks, Mister!" She clapped her hands together, eyes closed with her cheerfully smile, "Thanks for the amazing food!"
"Hey, that's my line," With the both of them laughing, the two of them began eating their moist and chocolate-filled food, both of their cheeks tingling with pink pigment from the sweetness that was the cake. Wiping a few crumbs from the corner of his mouth, Tsuzuki looked at the little girl, "Oh, I didn't even hear your name."
The girl suddenly looked quiet, her eyes directly on her slice as she shrunk her shoulders a bit, "D-Daddy says I can't tell strangers that." she mumbled.
"Huh, you're a smart girl for listening to your daddy. But, we're friends now, right? We shared cake, and best friends always share. And if you like, I'll tell you my name first," He held out his hand to her, "I'm Asato Tsuzuki. Nice to meet you, Miss."
Giggling, the girl shook his hand, "My name's not 'Miss'! I'm Amiko! But everyone calls me Ami." She said sweetly, eyes shinning brightly.
"What a nice name," Smiling back at her, Tsuzuki looked around for a bit. Hoping to see if anyone was looking for her. Realizing that only he and Ami were in the area, with the exception of a few people, he looked back at the little girl, "Say, where's your parents anyway, Ami-chan?"
Ami was silent, her head hung and her shoulders shaking. Before Tsuzuki new it, the child was bursting in tears, wails racking her small frame.
"A-Ami-chan?"
"I-I d-dunno!" Wailing, the silver-haired girl sobbed with tears trailing down her cheeks," I-I-I was only taking a-a nap! D-Daddy said he-he'd back be soon! P-Papa was working in his room, t-too! But, when- when I woke up, I-I was all al-alone!"
Biting his lip, Tsuzuki gathered Ami in his arms, trying to calm her down by patting her back and allowing her to cry on his shoulder. After a few seconds, she calmed down, and simply laid her head on his wet shoulder. She gave a sniff, then a small mew.
"You smell like Daddy. . . Like sweets. . ." Laughing lightly at her comment, Tsuzuki picked her up, holding her as he gently rocked her.
"Why, thank you, Ami-chan." Hushing his titters as Ami fell asleep, he threw away what was that of the cake box and he walked around the park, asking people if they knew anyone who lost a child. After collective hours of searching, Tsuzuki sighed as he took a seat by Nagasaki's church, the sun almost setting with the birds giving the last of their songs. Making sure Ami was comfortable, he looked at her, fondly smiling as the golden light reflected off her skin and hair, making her glow.
'She's like a little angel. I hope I can find her fathers soon.' Blinking, he watched as Ami awoke again, her deep and hypnotic eyes looking at him, as if seeing his soul.
"I miss papa and daddy. Do you think they're worried about me?" she asked, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand.
"I'm sure they are, Ami-chan. No worries, we'll find them." Assured the demon-blooded man, stroking Ami's feathery hair. Ami nodded, her small hands innocently playing with the lapel's of his jacket.
"I hope so. Papa said he would never forgive himself if he lost me or daddy." She whispered.
"Your papa really loves you two, ne?" Asked Tsuzuki.
"Yeah!" Sitting up on his lap, Ami smiled cheerfully, "Even though papa gets tied up in work, he always comes home to spend time with me and daddy! He stays at home on weekends, holidays, and my birthday, too! He tells awesome stories to me, every night, before I go to bed! And daddy's the coolest, too! He knows how to cook all these tasty foods and sweets, and he taught me cook, dance, and garden, too! And we spend lots of time together! With just us, and my uncles, aunts, and godparents!" She said, her own world spinning forth like a story from a fairy-tale.
Petting her locks, Tsuzuki smiled and chuckled, "Sounds like you have a good life, Ami-chan. Now," Picking her up, the brown-haired man looked around once-more, "If only we knew where your parents are."
'I just hope they didn't abandon her. I mean, why would they? She's so young.' Holding her close, Tsuzuki hoped his paranoia was just that. Paranoia. 'And if that is the case, I guess I can just take care of her for a bit. But then there's the missions and making sure I can give her a simple life-style. Oh, I shouldn't be worrying about these just yet. I first gotta see if I can find her fathers first.'
He felt tiny hands grab his shoulders, and he looked at the purple-eyed child with a teasing look.
"What's wrong? Want a piggyback ride, Ami-chan?" He asked jokingly.
"Something. . . Something scary is coming. . ." Whimpering, she held herself closer to the brunette, her eyes filling with tears again, "It's gonna come and eat us!"
"What?" Suddenly hearing a light buzzing sound, Tsuzuki looked up, surprised to see a familiar white bird dressed in colorful clothing, looking frighten.
"Gushoshin? What's wrong?" Tsuzuki was baffled, if anything. The record keeper would usually know how to be hidden whenever Tsuzuki was near humans. Ami could only stare at the bird, something crossed along her features.
"No time for that now! Tsuzuki, we have a powerful demon on our hands! It's hunting and destroying anything it sees!" shrieked Gushoshin, flapping about with panic.
"Hunting? Hunting what?" At that last second, a sudden tremor shook the ground, and the three of them were flung in different directions. Sitting upright, Tsuzuki looked one way, then the other. True to the omen-seeing bird's words, a carnivores and hideous-looking, hybrid-like demon was before him, pawing its clawed forepaw in the dirt.
"Child. . . Where is child?" It growled, its ferocious red eyes darting in all directions. First to Gushoshin. Then Tsuzuki. And finally to Ami. Its eyes dilated, zoning in on her, licking its large choppers, "There you are. . . Come to me, child."
"H-Help!" Yelped Ami, frozen on the spot. With a crazed howl, the beast took charging speed at the girl, large lips ready to swallow her.
"Ami-chan!" Forgetting all that was around him, Tsuzuki took a sprinting leap, summoning all speed he had in his nimble legs to try and get to the girl first. His eyes only managed to widen as the demon was only a foot away.
"AMI!"
"Kōri ga shōkan: Sen burizādo 'o."
As calmly as the chan was spoken, the demon was suddenly froze in mid-leap, eyes wide yet still locked on Ami's shaking form. There was the cracking sound, like shattering glass, and the demon was suddenly turned into a million shards. Tsuzuki let out a gasp, eyes following what was left of the beast. He knew that deep and seductive tone. With his eyes still wide, he looked to see the very man who made his blood boil, mismatched eyes of glassy colors looking at Tsuzuki with mirth.
"Muraki!"
"Yes. Thank you for stating the obvious, Tsuzuki-san." With his silver-blonde hair ruffling with the fair wind, the well-known doctor sauntered over, dressed in his usual, grey-white coat with a smirk on his pale features, "I saw that you had trouble controlling that demon. I figured that it was my cue to come and save you."
"Cut the crap! You were the one that brought it to this world, didn't you!?" With a snarl in his voice, Tsuzuki wanted to go up and up-right tell off Muraki. But he knew that he had to make sure Ami was OK. He looked over to her, but he was surprised to see her standing on her own two feet, her large eyes intently looking at Muraki.
"Ami-chan, are you alright?" He asked. Ami didn't answer him. Surprising the three older beings, the little girl took slow and attentive steps to the silver-haired man.
"Ami-chan, stay away from him! Ami-chan!" Yet Tsuzuki's plea feel to deaf ears, the silver-haired child walking over to the doctor until she was a few feet away from him. Muraki, though looking uninterested, stared at the child. Ami tilted her head once, eyes scrunching the slightest before she let out a tiny gasp.
". . .pa"
"Ami-chan?" Tsuzuki, baffled, took one step, but he could only let his mouth go agape as Ami ran at full speed, jumping and flinging her arms around Muraki's legs. Caught off guard, Muraki fell over to his back, his glasses flying off from the impact.
"P-PAPA!" Sobbed Ami, crawling on top of Muraki and clinging to his chest, sobbing into the soft material of his shirt. Muraki sat where he was, looking at the child with his own bewilder look. Both he and Tsuzuki could look like a match set. For the first time in his life, Muraki could only squawk one word.
"Papa?"
To be continued!
That's what we got so far! Let me know how you guys feel about this! Your reviews will tell me to keep going! Please read and review, and I'll get back to all of you!
This is me saying, Peace!