Dead Souls, Living Hearts
Yes, I have decided to rewrite this story! Truth be told, I wasn't really proud of the way I wrote it, so I'm making a revision! And trust me; this one will be much better! I'm working really hard to make it better and more enjoyable to read…I think you'll agree once you read…Sorry if u liked the first version better but I really wasn't happy with it at all… Besides this one shall be more in character and yes, it'll have some differences but I'm still keeping to the plot line so no worries! XDD Anyways, I hope you enjoy the fic… By the way…sorry if there are some inconsistantsies or things wrong with the fic…I've only seen the whole anime but I haven't read the entire manga so dun kill me for that XDDD Oh and if there are grammar errors…I'll tell you the same thing I said last time…This is just for fun and doesn't need to be perfect…I know I'm not that good a writer…
Once again…I do NOT own Descendants of Darkness or Yami no Matsuei! I do however own the DVD box set…Ooooh and the first two mangas
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Bright sun rays shone upon the house of one Asato Tsuzuki. As the light hit his face, his eyes tightened and he pulled the thin covers over his head. Still, Tsuzuki could partially see and feel the sun beating on him. Deciding to no longer ignore the sun's bright rays, he pulled the covers off and sat up. He yawned once, rubbing his eyes, and then stared at the clock. His expression immediately became happy, seeing as he hadn't been late for work yet. It was a rarity that he was ever on time. Work was the one thing he dreaded the most.
'Work...' Tsuzuki thought to himself, sighing with a frown on his face.
But his frown soon brightened into a smile. For, there was one good thing about showing up for work. This was where he would see his emerald eyed partner, Hisoka. Images of the young man began to fill his head. It had been like that for a while now. Hisoka had been the one thing on his mind. This brought him to the question that always gnawed at him…Would he ever tell him…? Tsuzuki knew his feelings for Hisoka far surpassed friendship; however, it was rather difficult to say. Especially considering the way Hisoka normally was… He soon shook his thoughts, though, and got dressed. He wore his usual black suit, shoes, and tie. Tsuzuki then slipped on his dark trench coat and walked out the door.
He hummed as he left the building and began walking down the sidewalk. His mind quickly drifted off to visions of Hisoka.
'I really should tell him…He always gets pissed when I keep things from him…But what if he doesn't feel the same…? I can't very well keep hiding from him...' Tsuzuki thought as he walked.
He was pondering these thoughts for a few minutes, when a shop caught his eye. It, of course, was a pastry shop. He was mesmerized by all the varieties of cakes displayed in the window. He'd always had a huge sweet tooth. It was a good thing he was already dead, or his sugar intake would have killed him. He came across one cake that made his eyes widen slightly. It was in the shape of a heart, and he quickly placed a hand over his own. He now knew he was going--- no, needed to tell him.
"That's it!" Tsuzuki said in a childish yet serious voice, while pounding a fist into his free hand, "I'll tell him the next time I see him!"
Little did he know, Hisoka was walking down the same street. He probably suspected Tsuzuki would be late again. He was wearing a long, light green shirt with dark green pockets and jeans with his usual sneakers. He was walking with one hand in his pocket when he noticed his dark haired friend, staring in the window of a cake shop. A little annoyed, Hisoka rolled his eyes and let out a sigh that could have said "I should have known…"
"Tsuzuki…" Hisoka called, a few feet away.
Tsuzuki's eyes widened as he turned to see Hisoka. His expression turned pouty and he went into doggy form.
"I just didn't know I was going to see him that soon!" He pouted, waving his arms frantically, showing his nervousness.
Hisoka sent him a tiny glare and Tsuzuki gave a nervous smile. He always hated those mad looks his partner gave him. Not that he couldn't agree, he deserved them. Tsuzuki took a few deep breaths, attempting to calm himself.
'Okay, Tsuzuki…Just be calm…if you think happy, you'll be happy! Don't let him sense you're nervous…Okay…!' Tsuzuki lectured himself.
He then ran up to Hisoka with a huge grin on his face which made Hisoka raise an eyebrow. Hisoka could feel him try to conceal his emotions. What would he want to hide from him? The young shinigami tried to ignore the feeling and just listened as his partner greeted him.
"Hi, Hisoka! How are you today?" Tsuzuki smiled, his voice seemingly cheery.
Hisoka sighed once more and folded his arms, looking up at his partner, "…you were going to be late again…!"
Tsuzuki folded one arm behind his head, blushing with embarrassment as he agreed with him. Hisoka could feel the uneasiness once more and he couldn't ignore it. He dropped his arms to his sides and walked a bit closer.
"What's…wrong with you today…Tsuzuki…?" Hisoka asked, concern a little bit noticeable.
"What do you mean?" His smile became less convincing, "I'm fine!"
"I mean…your emotions…It feels like you are trying to hide them…" Hisoka paused for a moment and quietly said, "…from me…"
Tsuzuki's eyes quickly widened, and he waved his hands fast, "Oh! No! No! No! No! It's nothing like that at all, Hisoka! I promise!"
Tsuzuki could tell Hisoka was starting to become concerned. He didn't want him to be though. There wasn't really anything dramatically wrong. Still, Hisoka didn't know that and just hated the fact that Tsuzuki hid from him. Tsuzuki wanted to reassure him and tell him what it was but couldn't. Now just wasn't the right time. He told himself he would tell him soon though…
"Tsuzuki…" Hisoka said in a serious tone.
Hisoka was about to begin a conversation and Tsuzuki could feel it coming. So, he said the only thing he could to escape it. He let an assuring smile cross his face.
"Don't worry, Hisoka! It's nothing important…" He said cheerfully as he began to walk off.
Hisoka's expression saddened a bit as he just watched him walk away.
"But…Tsuzuki…" He frowned, "When it comes to you and hiding…It's always something important…"
After a second or two, Hisoka followed him. He decided that he would drop it for now. As they were walking, side by side now, Hisoka held up a card and Tsuzuki stopped to give him a questioned look.
He closed his eyes and sighed, "I took the liberty of swiping in your time card…I told the boss you went off to get some cake so…he let me take the case file with me…Luckily, they believed me…"
Tsuzuki took the card and smiled happily. He was a little shocked, Hisoka would do such a thing for him. It excited him somewhat.
"Really? Thanks Hisoka! That was real sweet of you!"
Hisoka turned his head slightly, hiding the blush that appeared on his face.
"Yeah…well…You wouldn't need to thank me if you weren't such a lazy slacker…" Hisoka returned, placing a hand on his side.
Tsuzuki pouted for a second but then wondered, "Hey Hisoka…? Where'd you get my card from anyway…?"
"Idiot…You left it at work…again…! And knowing you, it probably would have stayed there long after you die…" the younger man replied.
"I'm a Guardian of Death… I can't die…"the dark haired shinigami commented.
"My point…exactly…" Hisoka breathed.
"That's so mean!" Tsuzuki whined.
Hisoka just rolled his eyes and handed him the case file, which Tsuzuki quickly began reading.
"Yeah…Yeah… Let's just get started…" Hisoka said, "Now, There have been some killings…People's bodies…completely drained…"
Tsuzuki looked up at him, "Like in Nagasaki with Maria Wong?"
"No…" Hisoka stammered, " This one is…entirely different. In Nagasaki, they were drained of their blood. However…In this case…these people were completely drained of all their psychic energy…not allowing them to cross over into the afterlife…"
"I see…" Tsuzuki put a hand to his chin and looked back down at the file, "Do we have any clues as to who is doing this…?"
Hisoka shook his head, "None that I'm aware of..."
Tsuzuki was silent for a moment but spoke again, "…And this…Ayumi Seguchi?"
Hisoka grabbed her picture from the file his amethyst eyed friend had been holding.
"Chief Konoe…thinks she may be the killer's next target. She's only eight but…her psychic energy is very strong…" He answered.
"I see" Tsuzuki frowned but then smirked, "Shall we check it out then…?"
Hisoka nodded slowly and they were off. As they began walking, Hisoka couldn't help but steal a look at Tsuzuki. But he quickly turned back around and placed both hands in his pockets. He didn't want to be seen, staring. The emerald eyed shinigami began to remember how he saw his partner earlier. He'd never seen Tsuzuki look so serious while looking at cakes before. Was there something else on his mind? Hisoka was determined to find out…
"So…" Hisoka cleared his throat, "Tsuzuki…"
"Hm?" His friend turned to him.
"Were you…" Hisoka tried to find a way to word the question, "…really just looking at cake…all that time?...That's hardly a good reason to be late for work…"
"Oh…Well…" Tsuzuki laughed nervously and turned facing forward again, "I was also thinking about some things…"
Hisoka's eyes widened a bit. Finally, he was getting somewhere. Maybe now he would find out what was bothering the older shinigami. So, he moved further with the questions.
"…About what?" He asked carefully.
Tsuzuki really wasn't prepared to answer that question. He couldn't think of anything to say that might have made a satisfying answer for his partner. Luckily, this was when they reached the house of Ayumi Seguchi.
"Oh, look! We're here!" Tsuzuki quickly changed the subject.
The dark haired man walked closer to the house. Hisoka glared at him for not replying. It soon faded, however, when he came back into realization. They did have a mission to complete.
"Whoa…" Tsuzuki looked upward in awe, placing a hand on his side, "Pretty big house for such a small family…"
Hisoka glanced at the file in Tsuzuki's hand again, "Yeah…Says she only lives with her mother and father…"
He turned to Hisoka, "She in there…?"
Hisoka paused for a moment and then said, "I…sense two people…one of them could be her…"
Tsuzuki nodded before knocking on the door.
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Inside, a little girl is on the floor coloring a drawing that probably, she herself, drew. She had long red hair and green eyes. She was wearing a long, lavender dress. When she heard the knock, she instantly shot up with a huge smile. For, she only ever had one visitor.
"The white man!" She said gleefully to herself.
She was shocked to see Tsuzuki and Hisoka standing there, two men whom she'd never seen before, when she opened the door. She backed up a few paces.
"Wh-Who are you old guys?" She stuttered, a little frightened.
"Old?!" Tsuzuki turned blue in the face and then sighed, "That's the second little girl who's ever said that to me…It's not true!"
Hisoka stretched his arm out in front of his partner and whispered, "Calm yourself, Tsuzuki…We're on call…"
Tsuzuki nodded seriously and looked down at the girl. He patted her head, showing her that they were to be trusted.
"We're not here to hurt you, Ayumi…" He smiled, "We just need to ask you a few questions…"
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Well, there you have it! Chapter one! What did ya think? I really hope you enjoyed it! Sorry if it was short…Please review….Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease! –gives puppy dog eyes- The more reviews I get, the faster I'll update…Oh and those of you who've sort of read the fic before(not that it was ever finished), What do u think about the revision?
Thx!!