Hi peoples! For those of you who have no freakin clue who I am, my name is Kuro Neko Shoujo, but my friends call me Neko-chan! And this is my very first cross-over fic!!! Mreow!! *begins jumping up and down like a jack rabbit on speed* I know this first chapter is kind of short, but rest assured the others will be longer!!! I'm incredibly excited about this, so I really hope you all enjoy it! And now, I will shut up so we can get on with the fic!!
Disclaimer: I do not own the bishies of Yami no Matsuei or Gakuen Heaven. I just torture them for my own evil, sadistic pleasure *insert evil laugh here*
Warning: For now, I'm rating this thing T, but because it will probably get rather graphic with the violence, the rating may later be changed to M. M for Muraki, because nothing that involves Muraki can NOT be violent! XD
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"NO! Absolutely not! I refuse to do it!"
Such shouting was not uncommon in the Ministry of Hades, especially when coming from a certain blonde, emerald- eyed shinigami. A day rarely went by without Hisoka finding some reason to scream at someone.
However, what was unusual, was that these shouts, instead of being directed at Hisoka's favorite target, his sugar-loving partner, Tsuzuki, were directed at none other than the chief of the Summoning Department, Konoe, and his ever calm secretary, Tatsumi.
"H-Hisoka," Tsuzuki said anxiously, working to keep his cheerful smile in place, "Please, calm down—,"
"No!" Hisoka shouted, cutting his partner off while continuing to glare heatedly at his bosses. "I will not calm down! There is no way in hell I'm going to another all boys school! Do you people even remember what happened last time? Tsuzuki nearly got killed by a power-hungry demon, and I nearly got killed by a psychotic demon hunter! And if that wasn't bad enough, everybody in the whole damn school was freakin' gay!" Hisoka wrapped his arms around himself and shivered, recalling all too clearly the hungry looks, innuendos, and occasional groping he'd had to put up with. And all those sick and twisted emotions...Hisoka shuddered again. "No way! I absolutely refuse to go through that again!"
Tatsumi just looked at the young shinigami calmly. "Fine," he replied.
"Tatsumi, I don't care—," Hisoka stopped mid-rant as he absorbed what the secretary had just said. "What?"
"I said fine," Tatsumi repeated, pushing his glasses up on his nose. "Actually, we were thinking of re-assigning this case anyway. We just thought we'd offer it to you since you have...history, with the main suspect."
"History? What do you mean, Tatsumi?" Tsuzuki asked in confusion, meanwhile Hisoka had gone even paler than usual.
"You mean...Muraki's involved?" Hisoka said quietly, clenching his hands into fists to keep them from shaking.
Tatsumi nodded, and Tsuzuki felt himself grow pale as well. Whenever the doctor was involved, things did not go well for Hisoka and Tsuzuki. Not only was he the one responsible for Hisoka's death in the first place, but he seemed to have developed an obsession with Tsuzuki.
The last time they had encountered Dr. Muraki, Tsuzuki had been left almost irreversibly damaged, so much so that he tried to destroy himself using the flames of Touda, one of his shikigami. Hisoka had managed to bring him back from the edge with his love and reassurance, but they had still barely managed to get out of that situation alive. So needless to say, Muraki's name invoked some rather unpleasant memories.
"Yes, the incidents all fit with his established pattern," Tatsumi said, looking down at the open file he held in his hands. "All the victims were beautiful, high school age boys from the same academy. They were all killed during a full moon, which some of the students claimed was a strange, blood red color on the nights of the murders. And..." Tatsumi paused, closing his file and looking over at Hisoka, "None of their souls have returned to the Judgment Bureau."
"That definitely sounds like Muraki, alright. The bastard." Hisoka could feel his anger begin to get the best of him, and he forced himself to calm down. Hisoka sighed. "We'll do it," he said, looking Tatsumi in the eye.
Tatsumi smile his thin, condescending smile, and Hisoka had a sinking feeling that he'd just played right into the shrewd secretary's hands. "Excellent. Then Hisoka, you'll be going undercover as a first year student, naturally, and Tsuzuki, you'll be going undercover as a history teacher. Here's the case file, and entrance paperwork, and you can see Watari about getting yourself a uniform, Hisoka."
Tatsumi stopped talking for a moment and looked at the two of them gravely. "I want you two to take every precaution in this case. Neither of you have a very good track record when it comes to Muraki, and I don't want to see that repeated. Be careful."
Both Hisoka and Tsuzuki nodded, then proceeded to leave exit the office. Hisoka stopped at the doorway and looked over his shoulder at Tatsumi, calling back, "Hey Tatsumi, what's the name of this school? And what's it like?"
Tatsumi smiled again. "It is a very prestigious school, sponsored by the famous Suzubishi Group. It's called Bell Liberty School, or BL Academy, among the students."
Hisoka let out a groan as he left the room. He was praying that this all boys school was nothing like the last one he'd been to, and maybe was even relatively normal, but with a name like BL Academy, he didn't hold out much hope.
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Well, there you have it, the first chapter!! YAY!! Now, I'll tell you right now that I am an incredible review junkie, so if you don't want me to go through withdraw (and thereby delay my updates) I suggest you REVIEW!!!! Be warned, I am a Yakuza/ Mafia hitman, so if you don't review...*sharpens katana*...bad things may happen. So please, REVIEW!!!
Until next time, my lovelies!
~Neko-chan~
