Greenhouse
by makasarili
Disclaimer: I am not making any money from this. I have only bought copies of Yami No Matsuei not the copyright.
WARNINGS:
I am going with the R rating because there will be VIOLENCE, among other things. It starts with this very first chapter. Violence may escalate in the following chapters, I am not sure yet haven't written everything.
I hope you are at least 18. I don't care if you say you are mentally 26, anything less than 18 in BODY and MIND does not make you LEGALLY AN ADULT (in some countries you even have to be 21.)
I WILL NOT BE PAYING YOUR THERAPY FEES.
I WILL NOT BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYONE THAT IGNORES THESE WARNINGS.
I hope I made that clear.
Thank you.
-----
The fragrance of roses was overwhelming but did nothing to disguise the sense of evil that could be felt from the greenhouse.
"I promised you roses did I not Tsuzuki-san?" Muraki smiled as he opened the door.
An amazing sea of roses were waiting in scarlet, cheery, crimson, ruby, burgundy, reddish-purple, wine-red, and every imaginable shade of red...
"I don't care about that." Tsuzuki declared but shifted uneasily on his feet as he continued to follow the doctor.
"And what do you care about?"
"I am only here because you said you would bring me to Hisoka."
"Right in here Tsuzuki-san." The doctor said as he lifted the plastic curtain serving as a divider for the special section.
The shinigami's eyes went wide and pushed past the doctor. His partner wasn't there at all, only a rose bush labeled as 'Hisoka Blossoms'. "Cheater!" Tsuzuki softly swore. "I am not playing your games."
"Games? I have something more far more than just childish games on my mind Tsuzuki-san and given the chance I would show you." Muraki plucked a rose.
'You killed it.' Tsuzuki thought to himself when as he tried to make a break for it.
"Roses are given as part of wooing... to capture a heart." Muraki had allowed Tsuzuki to past earlier, even if it was quite rude for the shinigami to push him aside, this time the doctor had other plans. One snap of his fingers and the plants went wild, growing beyond their normal rate and moving as if possessed. They ensnared the stunned shinigami. The blossoms released a fine mist that clouded Tsuzuki's vision.
"Let... me... go..." Slurred the shinigami.
"Don't fight it Tsuzuki-san you will only hurt yourself."
Tsuzuki ignored the warning. The thorns bit painfully into his flesh but he ignored them.
"Tsuzuki-san." Intoned Muraki his voice raised a little higher. "Stop being so foolish."
"Where is Hisoka! What have you done to him!" Whispered the shinigami sharply.
Muraki chuckled. "He is the one who walked out on you, let him be the one to come crawling back."
"Crawl!" Tsuzuki was furious, even thought he was physically subdued, a wave of power rippled out. "If you lay off finger on him—" The words were cut off as the roses formed a blade with their stems and went straight through Tsuzuki's heart. His knees buckled under him, but the plant still had him trapped. He wanted to shout but only coughed up blood. He couldn't move at all, and his heart was still bleeding.
"These flowers have an analgesic effect." Muraki reassured him. "You won't feel pain. You will feel nothing at all."
The shinigami's blood stained the roses, red on red, drop by drop.
The doctor drew the blossom he had plucked to his lips, drawing its scent deeply before returning his attention to Tsuzuki. He drew the flower to the shinigami's face inviting him to do the same. "These are very special. You can't find them anywhere else."
'What is he up to?' Tsuzuki looked into Muraki's eyes and found himself reflected there. 'This is too close.' Somehow the rose was different from the others... He could feel the softness against his skin. He could hear how his ragged breath sounded against the petals. He didn't even feel overwhelmed by the heady scent of the all the other roses, this one seemed to draw him in... inviting him to linger just a little longer... a little deeper... a little closer... His fading senses were enticed to savor it completely.
"Don't you want to taste it?" The doctor whispered as he traced the rose along Tsuzuki's lips.
Tsuzuki tried to speak up but as he did his tongue touched the rose for a moment... just a moment against the softest petals. There was a certain sweetness there he just couldn't place. He tried to keep his eyes open, but they were to heavy and finally fell shut. The velvety touch on his face and his lips was pulled away.
"Very special." The doctor whispered as he fastened the rose on to the shinigami. His lips retraced the path the rose has taken over that beautiful face.
Tsuzuki still couldn't move, even as his body was healing. He was spellbound.
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"Tsuzuki!" Hisoka was scared now. He felt his partner was in danger and he went to find him. He lost the trace at the green house. It looked normal but Muraki must have done something.
"Tsuzuki you baka!" The youth shouted in frustration. What a fool to follow Muraki anywhere and to do it alone!
He was breathing hard from running and felt himself getting light headed from the roses. He rushed outside. Those weren't natural roses. He fought to keep his fingers steady as he pulled out his cell phone.
-----
Muraki heard Tsuzuki's phone ringing. He saw from the caller id it was the brat ... how could he resist. "Hello?"
"Tsuzuki! Where are you?"
"I'm sorry but Tsuzuki-san is indisposed right now."
"Muraki!" Hissed Hisoka. He had assumed it would be Tsuzuki answering. The 'hello' was a bit off but there were no doubts when he heard the way 'Tsuzuki-san' rolled off the doctor's tongue. "You bastard! What have you done to him!?"
"He's resting quite comfortably on the bed I have provided him... but he seems to be quite lonely..."
"Don't you touch him!" Demanded the young shinigami, but they both recognized it as an empty threat.
"And how to you propose to stop me?"
Silence hung in the air, until Muraki chuckled.
"Just let him go." Hissed Hisoka in desperation.
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder... and I have been without him for so long..."
"Not long enough! He isn't yours! He never will be!" Spat Hisoka with venom.
"Oh quite the contrary. We make the perfect pair. I know he will completely agree with me when I am done."
Hisoka heard a muffled moan in the background. His skin crawled with dread. "What are you doing to him?"
Muraki chuckled in response.
Listening carefully the youth heard another moan. Faintly Tsuzuki's voice could be heard in the background calling his name.
Hisoka's knuckles were showing as he gripped the phone harder. He was shaking with rage and aggravation. He closed his eyes, reliving part of that miserable night... imaging his partner going through that. "Damn you Muraki!"
Muraki was laughing. "You should learn to respect you elders bouya."
The phone went dead.
-----
Hisoka remembered what happened. Tsuzuki was being a general pest, and he had no patience to deal with his immature partner today. Hisoka told him off and walked away. He knew Tsuzuki would worry but it irritated him even further.
"I can take care of myself!"
He just wanted some distance, his own private space. His partner chased after him, but he was more determined to get away and was able to shake his partner off...
"Hisoka! Come back!" Whined his partner as he went by.
Muraki must have found him. Tsuzuki would not have been able to hide his distress. It wouldn't have taken a genius to figure out he was searching for Hisoka.
"You should learn to respect you elders bouya."
If only he had ... no. This was just another mind game. He couldn't let Muraki win.
"We make the perfect pair. I know he will completely agree with me when I am done."
'That's a lie.' Hisoka scowled, as he made his next call.
----
tbc
June 4, 2004
Disclaimer: I am not making any money from this. I have only bought copies of Yami No Matsuei not the copyright.
WARNINGS:
I am going with the R rating because there will be VIOLENCE, among other things. It starts with this very first chapter. Violence may escalate in the following chapters, I am not sure yet haven't written everything.
I hope you are at least 18. I don't care if you say you are mentally 26, anything less than 18 in BODY and MIND does not make you LEGALLY AN ADULT (in some countries you even have to be 21.)
I WILL NOT BE PAYING YOUR THERAPY FEES.
I WILL NOT BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYONE THAT IGNORES THESE WARNINGS.
I hope I made that clear.
Thank you.
-----
The fragrance of roses was overwhelming but did nothing to disguise the sense of evil that could be felt from the greenhouse.
"I promised you roses did I not Tsuzuki-san?" Muraki smiled as he opened the door.
An amazing sea of roses were waiting in scarlet, cheery, crimson, ruby, burgundy, reddish-purple, wine-red, and every imaginable shade of red...
"I don't care about that." Tsuzuki declared but shifted uneasily on his feet as he continued to follow the doctor.
"And what do you care about?"
"I am only here because you said you would bring me to Hisoka."
"Right in here Tsuzuki-san." The doctor said as he lifted the plastic curtain serving as a divider for the special section.
The shinigami's eyes went wide and pushed past the doctor. His partner wasn't there at all, only a rose bush labeled as 'Hisoka Blossoms'. "Cheater!" Tsuzuki softly swore. "I am not playing your games."
"Games? I have something more far more than just childish games on my mind Tsuzuki-san and given the chance I would show you." Muraki plucked a rose.
'You killed it.' Tsuzuki thought to himself when as he tried to make a break for it.
"Roses are given as part of wooing... to capture a heart." Muraki had allowed Tsuzuki to past earlier, even if it was quite rude for the shinigami to push him aside, this time the doctor had other plans. One snap of his fingers and the plants went wild, growing beyond their normal rate and moving as if possessed. They ensnared the stunned shinigami. The blossoms released a fine mist that clouded Tsuzuki's vision.
"Let... me... go..." Slurred the shinigami.
"Don't fight it Tsuzuki-san you will only hurt yourself."
Tsuzuki ignored the warning. The thorns bit painfully into his flesh but he ignored them.
"Tsuzuki-san." Intoned Muraki his voice raised a little higher. "Stop being so foolish."
"Where is Hisoka! What have you done to him!" Whispered the shinigami sharply.
Muraki chuckled. "He is the one who walked out on you, let him be the one to come crawling back."
"Crawl!" Tsuzuki was furious, even thought he was physically subdued, a wave of power rippled out. "If you lay off finger on him—" The words were cut off as the roses formed a blade with their stems and went straight through Tsuzuki's heart. His knees buckled under him, but the plant still had him trapped. He wanted to shout but only coughed up blood. He couldn't move at all, and his heart was still bleeding.
"These flowers have an analgesic effect." Muraki reassured him. "You won't feel pain. You will feel nothing at all."
The shinigami's blood stained the roses, red on red, drop by drop.
The doctor drew the blossom he had plucked to his lips, drawing its scent deeply before returning his attention to Tsuzuki. He drew the flower to the shinigami's face inviting him to do the same. "These are very special. You can't find them anywhere else."
'What is he up to?' Tsuzuki looked into Muraki's eyes and found himself reflected there. 'This is too close.' Somehow the rose was different from the others... He could feel the softness against his skin. He could hear how his ragged breath sounded against the petals. He didn't even feel overwhelmed by the heady scent of the all the other roses, this one seemed to draw him in... inviting him to linger just a little longer... a little deeper... a little closer... His fading senses were enticed to savor it completely.
"Don't you want to taste it?" The doctor whispered as he traced the rose along Tsuzuki's lips.
Tsuzuki tried to speak up but as he did his tongue touched the rose for a moment... just a moment against the softest petals. There was a certain sweetness there he just couldn't place. He tried to keep his eyes open, but they were to heavy and finally fell shut. The velvety touch on his face and his lips was pulled away.
"Very special." The doctor whispered as he fastened the rose on to the shinigami. His lips retraced the path the rose has taken over that beautiful face.
Tsuzuki still couldn't move, even as his body was healing. He was spellbound.
------
"Tsuzuki!" Hisoka was scared now. He felt his partner was in danger and he went to find him. He lost the trace at the green house. It looked normal but Muraki must have done something.
"Tsuzuki you baka!" The youth shouted in frustration. What a fool to follow Muraki anywhere and to do it alone!
He was breathing hard from running and felt himself getting light headed from the roses. He rushed outside. Those weren't natural roses. He fought to keep his fingers steady as he pulled out his cell phone.
-----
Muraki heard Tsuzuki's phone ringing. He saw from the caller id it was the brat ... how could he resist. "Hello?"
"Tsuzuki! Where are you?"
"I'm sorry but Tsuzuki-san is indisposed right now."
"Muraki!" Hissed Hisoka. He had assumed it would be Tsuzuki answering. The 'hello' was a bit off but there were no doubts when he heard the way 'Tsuzuki-san' rolled off the doctor's tongue. "You bastard! What have you done to him!?"
"He's resting quite comfortably on the bed I have provided him... but he seems to be quite lonely..."
"Don't you touch him!" Demanded the young shinigami, but they both recognized it as an empty threat.
"And how to you propose to stop me?"
Silence hung in the air, until Muraki chuckled.
"Just let him go." Hissed Hisoka in desperation.
"Absence makes the heart grow fonder... and I have been without him for so long..."
"Not long enough! He isn't yours! He never will be!" Spat Hisoka with venom.
"Oh quite the contrary. We make the perfect pair. I know he will completely agree with me when I am done."
Hisoka heard a muffled moan in the background. His skin crawled with dread. "What are you doing to him?"
Muraki chuckled in response.
Listening carefully the youth heard another moan. Faintly Tsuzuki's voice could be heard in the background calling his name.
Hisoka's knuckles were showing as he gripped the phone harder. He was shaking with rage and aggravation. He closed his eyes, reliving part of that miserable night... imaging his partner going through that. "Damn you Muraki!"
Muraki was laughing. "You should learn to respect you elders bouya."
The phone went dead.
-----
Hisoka remembered what happened. Tsuzuki was being a general pest, and he had no patience to deal with his immature partner today. Hisoka told him off and walked away. He knew Tsuzuki would worry but it irritated him even further.
"I can take care of myself!"
He just wanted some distance, his own private space. His partner chased after him, but he was more determined to get away and was able to shake his partner off...
"Hisoka! Come back!" Whined his partner as he went by.
Muraki must have found him. Tsuzuki would not have been able to hide his distress. It wouldn't have taken a genius to figure out he was searching for Hisoka.
"You should learn to respect you elders bouya."
If only he had ... no. This was just another mind game. He couldn't let Muraki win.
"We make the perfect pair. I know he will completely agree with me when I am done."
'That's a lie.' Hisoka scowled, as he made his next call.
----
tbc
June 4, 2004