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1.Tsuzuki
T: Another experimental YnM 'drabble series' chocked full of angst, slash, character exploration and other fun things! Beware the mixed canon and spoilers for the King of Swords arc. I own nothing you see here other than the plot bunny!
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He can still recall the first time he had set eyes on his partner, can recall the foolishness that had swept though him as he'd realised that he'd allowed himself to be scared by a child.
He'd believed the other arrogant, selfish, hot headed and far too dispassionate for one of his age. He'd also believed that, once they'd seen the case through, that the other would step away from his side and become yet another failure.
No matter how terrible Muraki's appearance had been, no matter the agony that the sadist had caused the boy, he had come to think of it as the greatest thing that had ever happened to him. For, in understanding what it was that that dark man had done to Hisoka he had begun to reassess his opinion had begun to look beyond the boy's harsh words and even harder actions.
Hisoka needed protection and warmth, needed so desperately to experience the world that had been denied to him while he had been living still and he'd made it his duty to give the boy all these things.
That duty had turned, very quickly, into a desire and suddenly it was as his greatest want to see the boy smile even just a little. Suddenly he was making silly little mistakes in the desperate hope of elicit even the slightest laugh from the other, was finding the most mediocre of excuses in order that he might, even for the briefest of instants, be able to touch the other.
Hisoka had just begun to respond to these innocent touches, had begun to show signs of trusting him and then she had come between them.
It hurt him to see Hisoka responding so naturally to one who was practically a stranger, to see the other giving over his trust as though it was as the simplest of things. He'd believed this pain had been more because he felt that his partner had belittled the importance of their partnership right up until the moment that the boy crossed into the helicopter.
He'd watched the boy cry for her, for the guilt he felt for his part in his death and had understood, with painful clarity, why he had hated her.
Understood that he loved Hisoka unconditionally.
That understanding clear in his mind he'd pulled the boy into a fierce hug, desperate to remove the taint of the grief from the other's eyes and wishing for the boy to rely a little on him…
…to come to depend on his strength just as he had come to depend on her gentle nature.
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T: There will be a Hisoka counterpart to this and it'll, most likely, make an appearance tomorrow avo. Until then why not review? You're opinion would be much appreciated!