So, this is my.. 6th fic related to Yami no Matsuei, I think. I haven't counted them :D Have fun with it.
Warnings: some sexual themes. Not many things to be warned about in this chapter, since it's like a prologue. Slight Tsuzuki/Hisoka, just in this chapter. (I thought it should have its own warning.)
This story contains sexual actions between two man so if you're not into that kind of stuff, exit from this window please.
Discaimer: Unfortunately I don't own Yami no Matsuei or the characters.
Chapter 1: The Encounter
A man stepped forward on the silent and darkening alley, only the echoing sound of steps caused by his feet broke the silence. He sighed from relief; finally a moment alone, the atmosphere circling around the path was comforting and peaceful. A small smile formed on his lips as he walked slowly watching his surroundings. It was gloomy, which made his vision a little bit bad. Despising that fact, he could see clearly that the street was empty from other living beings except some insects, or so he thought. Suddenly a loud voice cut the relaxing ambiance and he quickly turned around to face the cause of the noise.
A pair of green eyes looked back at him. A thin cat, probably too skinny for its own sake, had pushed a trash can upside down. The animal was a stray cat, once beautiful and most likely smooth fur had now transformed into a dirty and muddy mess. Creature hissed when it realized the unnatural aura glowing around the shinigami and ran away to a back street.
That cat nearly gave me a heart attack. I must be exhausted, being scared of something so cute.
Death god hemmed and continued his way home. A hot bath and a nice meal ordered from Chinese restaurant made him haste his steps.
The reaction of the animal reminded him of someone very similar. Man smirked lightly when he thought about his young partner, a slender beauty who had a problematic personality. Hisoka had a short temper which made the blond boy go mad all the time, mostly about meaningless things. In older shinigami's opinion, he was just being stubborn and childish. He always wanted everything to go his way, compromising was a pure impossibility. On the other hand, that was just his surface, a curtain to hide how Hisoka really felt. Inside the teenager was sensitive and cared about others; he just didn't know how to put it in words.
The brown-eyed man began to recall all the times when Hisoka had said something insulting to him. The boy usually acted calm and collected around the older man, except his angry outbursts. The teenager played distant when it came to his partner. Sometimes he could act like an adult, but most of the time he was just like a little kid. Normally the green-eyed boy never showed his true feelings to the older man. But in Tsuzuki's head, there was this one memory which had crashed Hisoka's icy shell.
He was so cute back then. I wish I hadn't been so resonable, so he could have fallen in love with me.
Tsuzuki smiled mockinly to his memories.
In his mind the guardian went back to that day, when Hisoka had cried. Nowadays the teenager didn't shed a single tear, not even when he was tortured by some demons during their missions. It happened when they were sleeping in the same hotel room, Tatsumi being his usual self which meant an extreme cheapskate. Fortunately, they had their own beds. Since Tsuzuki wasn't used to sleeping next to anyone, he couldn't have had rested very well if Hisoka was snoring on his right or left side.
The brunette sighed when his head hit the pillow. It had been a rough day, they went through a lot during it. It was Hisoka's first case after all, so Tsuzuki had to advice him every moment which almost made the older man jump on the walls. Because the teenager had used his powers a lot whilst their task, he had passed out almost immediately when they had gotten back to their hotel room. Tsuzuki stayed up later, since he had some paper work to finish. But now the man was safely in his own bed, falling asleep pretty fast. Just when he was travelling towards the dream world, a vociferous scream awoke him. He got up to a sitting position and gazed around the room to identify what was making the noise. His eyes fixed on Hisoka almost right away.
The boy had awakened rapidly, maybe from a nightmare. He held his head with his hands and shouted from the bottom of his lungs. His beautiful green eyes had widened open and stared into an unseen emptiness. If you had looked closely to those emeralds, you could have seen forming teardrops in the corners of his eyes. They glimmered like little diamonds before dropping down to cheeks and onwards to jawline. Suddenly Hisoka stopped screaming and curled up into a foetal position. His hands were wrapped around his knees and head was buried to his lap. The blond boy's breath had become ragged, arguably from all the screaming. Otherwise he was completely silent, trembling violently.
Worry filled the other shinigami and took over his actions. Tsuzuki walked collectedly to his partner and smiled gently.
"Hisoka.. Everything is just fine. Calm down, nothing is going to hurt you." The older man spoke quietly and cupped the other's chin.
The blond was still shaking, as he detached himself from his self-protective position and enfolded his arms around Tsuzuki's back. Hisoka clung to the brunette with all of his might. His slender fingers were sunken into the older man's back painfully which made the purple-eyed man grimace slightly, but he didn't pull away. His hand slid away of the boy's chin and moved to stroke his hair. Tsuzuki petted him softly as the younger one's tears wet his shirt. Hisoka still trembled slightly, but had now calmed down a bit. His sobs were turning their volume down and his breath was almost back to its normal rhythm.
Tsuzuki didn't know how long they stayed like this. At least it had to be a long time, because the noises coming from the city had quieted down.
"It must be over 2AM, because it's so silent. Nobody is awake at this hour, except us", Tsuzuki thought tiredly.
He just wanted to go sleeping, but Hisoka was still so tensed that he couldn't just leave the boy all by himself and go to bed. Besides, there was something he yearned to know and now was a perfect opportunity to find out.
"Can you tell me about your past? I know that you weren't killed by an illness like you say to everyone", Tsuzuki whispered to his ear.
He wanted to learn more about his partner now when he had a chance. Normally the boy would just pretend not to hear his question or change the subject. But at the moment the situation was entirely different, for Hisoka being in such a vulnerable state.
The older shinigami already knew some things, like the fact Hisoka was murdered brutally. He desired his partner's trust, as if it were a matter of life and death. Tsuzuki had always been like this, even with his previous partner Tatsumi. He just wanted to know who he was working with.
Hisoka's reaction to his question was self-evident. His body stiffened as his claws sank deeper into the other man's back. The blond boy started trembling again and he buried his head in the older shinigami's chest. Tsuzuki ignored the pain coming from his back and caressed the blonde's hair slowly.
"..No. NO!" Hisoka suddenly shouted and tried to struggle away, but the purple-eyed man tightened his grip.
"Don't lose your head, I'm not forcing you to tell me anything", Tsuzuki whispered to his ear softly. His hands trailed through the other one's silky tresses.
"…Sleep with me." Tsuzuki heard a quiet voice speaking, which was just a whisper echoing in his ears.
Suddenly a pair of lips was pressed against his own. Tsuzuki eyes widened because of such an action from the boy. He could taste the salt of the tears in Hisoka's mouth, as he kissed the older shinigami desperately. For a moment Tsuzuki considered of devouring the boy who wrapped himself around him so sexily, but he pushed the thought aside. He tardily moved away from the boy's lips and backed off leaving Hisoka on the bed in surprise.
"You clearly don't know what you are asking for. You hardly know me, and you are way too young for me. If you'll excuse me, I will be taking my leave now", the brunette stated and slipped out of the bed which creaked as to say an objection against his decision.
He fixed his wrinkled clothes and got his jacket from the coat rack. Hisoka only gazed at him blankly as he fell back to the bed from his sitting position. Tsuzuki looked at the teenager one last time before heading out and closing the door behind himself.
As soon as Tsuzuki had closed the door, he pushed his back against the corridor's fall and slid down until he reached the ground. The shinigami's thoughts were so disturbing that he couldn't even consider going back to the same room where Hisoka were.
I can't lose my control, but he's too beautiful for his age. So innocent-looking guy will lose his virginity sooner or later. It would be better if it were me, at least then Hisoka wouldn't be in any danger. Tsuzuki thought by himself and were horrified by his own conceits.
Hisoka weren't ordered to be his partner to satisfy the older shinigami's carnal needs. But just to think the teenager moaning under him, screaming his name in ecstasy.. If Tsuzuki had stayed in the room, he wouldn't had been able to control himself any longer.
The brunette sighed in frustration and headed towards the reception to gain an own room, since he didn't want to sleep sensing the blonde's presence.
Nowadays it had been almost a year since that night after their first mission. It was a long time to a mortal, but a fleeting moment to an immortal creature that Tsuzuki was. After what had happened in the hotel, Hisoka had withdrawn to his shell. He was just like a clam which hides its pearl selfishly from the others. The older shinigami knew nothing more about his partner than when he had met him. The boy didn't show any feelings, not even when he was harmed by a demon or an evil ghost. He just took every hit with the same empty look on his face. This fact made Tsuzuki a bit worried, but he had come to the conclusion that it was Hisoka's way of dealing with pain.
Tsuzuki had taken the liberty to determine some information concerning the blond boy. He found out sporadic pieces of information with his relations inside the Ministry of Hades. But there was too many puzzles missing from this patchwork to know Hisoka's real past. The teenager himself hadn't said a word in terms of his previous life, as expected.
But there was this one name Hisoka sometimes screamed in his sleep. Tsuzuki woke up in the middle of the night to hear that anxious shout, which continued a short moment before the younger shinigami's dream changed. This incident had repeated a couple of times, when they had had an extremely brutal case to solve.
Muraki.
Something inside Tsuzuki told that he was the person who had made Hisoka suffer so much. Even in death the blond boy couldn't find peace, and it was entirely that man's fault.
I swear I'll find you and kill you, for Hisoka's sake. The older shinigami had promised to himself when he had heard the name.
His thinking was distracted by footsteps on his right side. The brunette glanced to the direction of the noise and was frozen to his place. He blushed and grew irritated at the same time.
The man who looked back at him was almost too perfect to exist. The moonlight reflected from his skin which was as pale as finest porcelain. His hair was coifed stylishly to frame his delicate, but also intelligent and strong face. The creature's other eye –the other was hidden behind his hair – glowed the same light as the moon above them. His body was slender, but Tsuzuki could still see those well-formed muscles through his white tuxedo. In his left chest pocket were a white rose, which strangely had a few red petals in it. The man radiated refinement with his every cell as his pale lips formed a light smirk.
This man was Kazutaka Muraki, one of the most skilled doctors in Japan. He was also known as a womanizer who was like a fish in the sea when it came to cultural parties. Nevertheless, he was also a cruel serial killer who had no mercy for his victims. This was his secret, which was generally known in the Ministry of Hades. There weren't many mortals who were aware of Muraki's darker side, and he was quite popular in the societies.
Tsuzuki was scared of the pale man, though he had never admitted it to himself. There was something about him, which made the smaller man horrified and attracted at the same time. The man lured the shinigami strongly, like light lured night butterflies. But everyone knows what will happen to an insect, if it hits the light bulb.
"Muraki", the purple-eyed man pronounced coldly and didn't look directly in the other man's eye.
"It's midnight. An excellent time for a little walk, don't you think?" the silver-haired man purred softly as he stepped closer.
Tsuzuki's alarm clocks were ringing loudly as he started to walk again.
"How brilliant. I ran into him in the middle of the night, without any backup. This must be my lucky day", Tsuzuki thought sarcastically as he fastened his steps. Muraki had no hard time keeping up to the shinigami's speed.
"What are you doing here? I don't have time to play around, so could you just leave?" Tsuzuki said in a demanding tone, but it had no effect when it was Muraki who he was speaking to.
The older man just chuckled quietly and stepped in front of the other man to block the brunette's passageway. Tsuzuki could feel slim fingers when they landed on his shoulders. The older man grinned victoriously, as he leaned forward. He reached the purple-eyed man's earlobe and nibbled it lightly, causing Tsuzuki to go weak on his knees. He tried to struggle away from Muraki but the man's grip was too tight.
"I was looking for you. Mind to join me for a dinner in my unpretentious home?" Muraki's breath tickled his ear and caused chills go down his spine.
The silver-haired man left his earlobe alone after one final nib and moved to look in Tsuzuki's eye. Then he smiled his normal, wicked smile and nodded towards an unbelievable mansion which was located on a hill near them.
"I refuse", the brunette answered angrily and tried to step backward. Muraki was prepared to this gesture; he just moved his hand to wrap it around the younger man's back and pulled him closer. Now their faces where just inches apart from each other.
"I already anticipated that you wouldn't be approving, but fortunately I have my ways to make you change your mind, Mr. Tsuzuki", the older man whispered craftily. His hot breath danced around the shinigami's lips making him feel dizzy.
Slowly he moved his hair which covered his right eye. The revealed eye fascinated the brunette, even if it was against his will to be on the doctor's mercy. He stared that mechanical creation in amuse.
It's... simply beautiful.
Muraki's other eye was like a complicated seal. It glowed with blue electricity as the patterns in the eye danced and changed their position all the time. That glass eye was the most absorbing thing the shinigami had seen for a long time. He couldn't turn his head away, not even when he felt his body go numb. Soon his mind was filled with darkness; the depths of the beautiful glass ball were the only thing he could see.
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