Why You Should Never Kick Muraki in the Balls
A story by Kelly
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A/N: Can you believe it? Another YnM story from yours truly. You would think that I would wait until I finished my THREE other stories before drowning myself in another one. . .ah, it just goes to show that "learning from experience" is a rather futile exercise at times.
This story is about my favourite villain, Muraki Kazutaka whom I firmly believes belongs right up there on the Evil Pedestal with Seishirou Sakurazuka and Eriol Hiiragizawa. Ah. . .drool. . .This is slash people. Don't like, don't read, 'kay? ^__^ Those familiar with my other YnM fic, I would like to point out that there will be no major OC here. Maybe some minor ones just for plot development.
Warning: Muraki. Nuff said.
Disclaimer: I'll only do this once. I own nothing except the plot (I think). All else is Youko Matsuhita's, Hana to Yume and whatever lucky bastards that owns the copyrights. This is meant for fun, not profit.
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Chapter 1: Children grow up
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He watched from the shadows.
A smirk crossed his face as the rather melodramatic thought drifted through. Watching from the shadows indeed. Well, better than waiting in the light and letting them see him. They had other matters in their hands tonight and he felt it was only polite of him really to not show up suddenly and gatecrash their. . . .party.
And a very loud party it was.
Somehow or other, an oni had found its way into the slums of Tokyo this late winter night. The earlier snowfall that had fallen that afternoon and softened the hard edges of the city now lay in grimy slush, thanks to a brief spell of sun. The oni, probably lured into the human realm by a third-rate sorcerer had probably gotten loose and had excited itself with the sudden warmth. Now that it was turning cold again, the oni was getting grumpy.
"Hisoka! Look out!"
"Oof!"
A well-timed tackle from the dark-haired man saved the youth from an irate snap of the oni's elongated torso which greatly resembled a snake. That is, a humongous snake with arms and a lion's mane. Great, sinewy muscles bunched under the green and black scales as the oni trashed around in anger. Not exactly known for their intelligence, the oni must be feeling rather pissed off by now. The only reason no one had come to investigate what sounded like a mini-scale world war in this dingy alley was that this was Tokyo. You don't go messing around in somebody's trouble unless you had a death wish; the one mantra that the denizens in this side of the city held fast to.
"Tsuzuki! I'm fine! Just wait here while I distract it! Then you can banish it!"
"But you might get hurt!"
"Damn it Tsuzuki! I am not a kid!"
A hard shove and a sprint later, the boy, Hisoka, had run around to the other side of the enraged oni and was flinging spell after spell at the demon. Flames and fires burst around it as the ofudas came alive. Red cat eyes rolled around as the oni shrieked in rage and frustration. Each time it turned one way, an ofuda burst right in front of it, startling it and driving it back. And as it turned the other way, another ofuda burst. It was darting this way and that, trying to escape but only succeeded in twisting around in the same spot again and again. Contrary to his usual behaviour, he wasn't watching the dark-haired man that even now waited anxiously to one side. He was watching the boy. Kurosaki Hisoka. His doll.
He smiled. The boy had grown up. He was finally getting more adept at the whole spellcasting. The ofudas were well-timed and the chanting was said with the right inflection despite the rush. While the boy had yet to come up to his level, he could be sure that the next time they met, he won't be easily bored.
A predatory smile twisted his face. How the thought entertained him. If there was one thing he hated, it was being bored. A spineless puppet wasn't as much fun as one that bites.
"Now Tsuzuki!"
"Om! Hamu! Sapoho! On!"
A flash of light, a detonating sound like thunder and all traces of the snakelike demon was gone. You wouldn't have thought that anything out of the ordinary had happen at all, except for a small drop of demon blood that even now sizzled and burned on the asphalt.
"Are you alright, Hisoka?"
"I'm fine. Stop treating me like a child! You don't need to watch out for me all the time. I can take care of myself!"
"But! But! What if that thing had hurt you! It would've been my fault!"
"Baka! If I had gotten hurt, it would have been my fault in the first place for being careless! Now shut up and let's go back!"
He sidled further into the shadows and stilled himself completely as the pair past him by. One still berating, the other still whining, neither noticed the deeper shadow among shadows that watched them with avid eyes.
"But we haven't eaten Thai in ages! Please, Hisoka!"
"Baka! I'm not letting you touch the wallet! And we're having take-away! No Thai!"
Their bickering voices carried through the air as they walked away. For a minute or two, he could still hear them, voices carrying faintly on an errant breeze till even that died away.
Yes. . .your partner might not realize it but you have grown up haven't you boy? Even if your physical self did not. But I guess I have myself to blame for that, hmm?
Hands stuffed deep in the pockets of his trenchcoat, Muraki Kazutaka, renowned doctor, sadistic killer, all around psychopath and general bastard (just not in the literal sense of the word, thank you), turned sharply and headed down the opposite way which the pair had taken. He wasn't really aware of it but there was a sense of satisfaction in him as he stepped briskly into the night.
After all, it wasn't everyday you see your own creation mature so beautifully.
Children, he sighed happily, they grow up so fast.
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To be continued
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A/N: I refuse to type another chapter unless you tell me what a genius I am for coming up with this story and praise me to the moon and back, begging me for more! Wahahahaha!
*Cough* Seriously. Tell me if you think I should continue. And why such a title for the story you wonder? Have no fear, it will be explained! Oh, and for those interested, I have uploaded a new story. It's a Tokyo Babylon/X fic called "Not Your Ordinary Life". Do try it, ne?