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Hisoka: And just when I thought your jokes couldn't get any dumber…
A major catastrophe!
"Achoo!"
A vein appeared on Hisoka's temple as he stared at his partner. The older man was dressed in his suit, minus the tie, the coat, and his shirt was mostly unbuttoned. He was sitting up in his bed, red as a radish, and that was the umpteenth time he had sneezed. Hisoka crossed his arms and glared.
"Whatever on earth possessed you to go out in that rainstorm outside, huh?"
"I already told you…"
"I know, and I thin it was the dumbest thing in the world! Who goes outside, risking their health, to rescue a stupid, wet cat?"
"He's a kitten, 'Soka, and a cute one…"
Tsuzuki smiled. Hisoka then looked to his feet, where the affectionate, white kitten was currently purring and rubbing against his ankle. Hisoka made a sound of disapproval and lifted his foot, making the kitten fall over. He almost laughed at the animal's stupidity, but he still wanted to show to his partner how disappointed he was with him.
"Get rid of it."
"What? But I can't just leave him all alone!"
"Sure you can."
"No, I can't!"
"Fine, then I will!"
Hisoka picked it up by the scruff and walked towards the bedroom door. He stopped and turned immediately, as he heard his partner go into a strong coughing fit. He went to the man's bedside, dropping the kitten on the end of the bed, and rose a glass of water to Tsuzuki's face. Hisoka then rubbed the man's back as he drank. The coughs subsided, and Hisoka calmed down as well. He was worried about Tsuzuki, but he tried not to show it. The man saw it, though, and smiled, squeezing Hisoka's hand.
"I'm okay now… thank you!"
Hisoka blushed and looked away, almost letting a smile through.
"I-I knew you would be."
"I know."
Mew. The kitten wanted attention, also. His silvery eyes showed jealousy, or something like it, until Tsuzuki reached over and petted its' head.
"Still, we have to do something about him."
"Yeah… maybe I'll keep him."
"You've got to be kidding…!"
"Okay, okay… I'll send him on his way when it clears up outside. Is that good?"
"It will have to do."
Hisoka patted the man on the shoulder and helped him lie down in bed. The kitten mewed and curled up by his neck, instantly falling asleep. Hisoka turned out the light and left the room as Tsuzuki sighed, and let sleep take him. Just before he fell into the realm of the unconscious, he smelled the scent of blood and lavender. It was a familiar smell, but also an unwelcome one. Where was it coming from?