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"dialogue"

"thoughts"

01: To Be A Puddle of Goo

Terazuma looked across the office at the object of his affection. That blond hair, vivid eyes, and flawless skin never failed to attract his attention.

"Who are you staring at, Hajime-chan?" Terazuma jerked from his reverie and found himself face-to-face with his partner. Wakaba turned her head in the direction Terazuma was just looking and found that there was only one other person in the room – Hisoka. He was totally immersed in some ancient novel and was oblivious to the attention he was receiving from the other side of the room. Wakaba inwardly smirked, as she had just found heaps of material to tease Hajime-chan with. And speaking of, Terazuma was fighting the blush that beginning to creep onto his cheeks.

"You had better be careful, Hajime-chan… Shall I remind you what happened last time you were caught staring at Hisoka?"

"Umm…" Terazuma's face drained of color at the thought of that incident.

"Ah yes, I remember it well. You were staring at Hisoka again when Tsuzuki-san happened to walk into the room and caught you. I do believe you remember the rest?"

He nodded. Tsuzuki had pretty much appeared before his very eyes after determining that he was indeed staring at Hisoka. Even though he usually could hold his ground for a while against Tsuzuki, when it came to Hisoka, Tsuzuki wielded the wrath of God. Terazuma had ended up a beaten, bloody pulp on the floor and had spent the next two weeks in the infirmary.

He couldn't help it though – ever since meeting the boy he had been attracted to him. Everyday that they had practiced kyudo together, he felt his obsession growing. He had always cursed himself for transforming when he touched Hisoka, which had ruined probably the only chance he'd ever have to kiss him. And all because he had been admiring his beautiful body. Well, at least he could look at him…

Terazuma felt a sharp slap to the back of his head. "Oi! You're doing it again!! Tsuzuki-san might walk through that door any minute and this time you won't be so lucky as to spend only two weeks in the infirmary! You should really just take a picture – it would be much better for your health." Wakaba winked at her partner and turned to leave.

If she only knew; knew that taking a picture would never satisfy his need to gaze at Hisoka. He had tried that after the incident with Tsuzuki but all he ended up with was five photo albums full of pictures of Hisoka and an almost unbearable desire to touch every inch of that exquisitely soft looking skin. Terazuma sighed and picked up the mission report he had just finished. He cast one last glance at Hisoka – just as Tsuzuki entered the room. Luckily his attention was on Hisoka and not anything else in the room. Terazuma quickly buried himself in his paperwork to avoid the glares he knew his archnemesis would soon be throwing his way.

True to his obsessive personality though, Terazuma was soon sneaking peeks through the sheets of paper he was holding up to "read". He envied Tsuzuki as he watched the couple chat about whatever. His inquisitive side began to take over.

"Are they a couple? How far have they gone? What if Hisoka hates me because I hate Tsuzuki?"  The questions flew through his head at almost an incomprehensible pace. "But then again, does that really matter as long as I can watch him?"  Terazuma decided that he could love Hisoka no matter if the feeling was mutual or not or if he really was with Tsuzuki.

For the third time that day Terazuma's musings were interrupted, this time by an angry flash of violet. He tried to look busy as he once again delved into his paperwork but it was awfully hard to concentrate with the sound of impending doom closing in and with the beads of sweat that had begun to slide down his face. Tsuzuki's footsteps stopped just in front of his desk.

"Hello, Terazuma. Enjoying the view?" Tsuzuki asked gesturing towards his partner. Tsuzuki knew of Terazuma's somewhat unhealthy attraction to Hisoka and that he stared at him quite often. He thought he was quite forgiving with the transforming freak – he had only lost his control once. Of course, Terazuma spent the next two weeks in the infirmary but that's what he deserved, right? Tsuzuki didn't like being so jealous of other people when it came to Hisoka, but he couldn't help it – he loved him. Hisoka was the most important person in his life. Poor Terazuma had it thrice as bad though; Hisoka-induced jealousy + natural hatred for Terazuma + Terazuma's obsession with Hisoka = bloody, beaten Terazuma. It was just that simple.

"Mmmm mmm mmm." Terazuma tried to mumble his way out of a confrontation.

"What was that? Speak up, freak."

"I said, 'I was just reading.'" Terazuma knew it was a pretty lame answer but it didn't feel good to be a puddle of goo on the floor and the promise that he would be one within the next few minutes made his brain freeze.

"You can't fool me, Terazuma. Don't forget I have exceptional sight and I saw you - ogling - Hisoka."

Meanwhile, Hisoka started to feel the emotions of the two men from across the room. Hatred was seeping from both, one felt anxious, and the other was infuriated. He had felt these exact emotions once before – right before Tsuzuki beat Terazuma so bad that it landed him in the infirmary for two weeks. Hisoka never did figure out what had caused Tsuzuki's paroxysm and it wasn't like he really cared – it wasn't his business. "I had better intervene, otherwise poor Terazuma might end up worse than before."

"Oi! Tsuzuki! Want to go to Earth for a while? If you behave yourself I might even buy you some candy!" Hisoka bribed the sweet tooth.

Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka wondering what had caused him to make that decision and then back at Terazuma.

"You got lucky. Just keep your lustful gazes to yourself and off Hisoka!" Tsuzuki glared one last time and left in full inu-mode at Hisoka's side. Terazuma was left in the office staring enviously after the two. In the corners of his mind a plan began to form…