Faded Memories
My first Yami no Matsuei story . . . Just be warned, I normally do a couple trail stories with me running around in them to get a feel for the characters and atmosphere, but I haven't done that this time, so the characters may be more OOC than I intend. Also, I've only seen the TV Series, and while the manga IS on order, I can't exactly read it, so please don't yell at me for messing things up if the information is only in the manga. Webpages can only help so much in that area, ya know. Well . . . Please enjoy! ^_^ Also, any creative criticism or what not, please give me feedback. I'm not happy with this part on a whole and am not sure what I could do to improve it, arigato for feedback early!
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"Arigato, Tatsumi, Watari!" Hisoka walked into the medical wing to hear Tsuzuki singing their coworkers' praises. He moved passed the partitioning curtain to stand at his partner's bedside. "Oi! Hisoka! Perfect timing! Would you like to share these treats with me? They are get well gifts from Tatsumi and Watari." The man's face was back into that familiar happy expression, very different from the broken mask Hisoka remembered from the night Touda was summoned.
"We'll visit again later, Tsuzuki." Watari winked and dragged Tatsumi from the room.
Hisoka shook his head. "I just ate, Tsuzuki, thanks anyway. I just stopped in to see how you were doing."
"Fine, fine. They should be letting me out of here later today." The brunette mumbled happily through a cake. "How are you doing anyway? Burns healing all right?"
"Aa." Hisoka gripped his arm gently, a nervous gesture, feeling the bandages under his sleeves. "They weren't that bad."
Tsuzuki sat up, reaching forward to take Hisoka's hands. "They were injuries you got saving me. If it weren't for you, I would not have found a reason to live . . . I would be gone." Tsuzuki looked very serious. "You saved me and I am very grateful for that."
Hisoka looked away. "Tsuzuki . . ." He blushed faintly. "I couldn't let you go, not after all you did for me. I couldn't just give up on you without trying anything."
Tsuzuki smiled. "Thank you, Hisoka."
Hisoka nodded stiffly. "It was the only thing I could do."
"Now about these sweets. You sure you don't any? . . . Hisoka?"
The young shinigami made a non-committing sound, still looking at the floor. He seemed suddenly distracted, eyes shimmered from untold emotion, or, Tsuzuki thought, pain. Tsuzuki's brow crinkled from a slight frown. "Hey, have you been feeling all right?" He drew the boy forward and felt his forehead. "Hmm, not warm."
"I've been having some bad headaches lately. I should go home, they come pretty fast."
"Really? Have you told Watari about them?"
"Not yet, we've been so busy." Hisoka's hands began to tremble, carefully he raised one to massage his temple. "This one's hitting faster than normal." He grimaced, then gave a cry soft cry when his legs gave out on him.
Tsuzuki leapt to his feet, catching the boy and hoisting him onto the bed. "You stay here. This seems serious."
"Where are you going?" Hisoka gritted out, watching Tsuzuki warily.
"To find Watari, of course. You should have told him about these, you know."
"Please, don't leave." Hisoka begged, emerald eyes squeezing shut for a moment.
Tsuzuki turned back toward the bed. "Hisoka?"
"Please . . . Tsuzuki . . ."
Tsuzuki returned to his partner's side just in time to hear a soft whimper and to see Hisoka's eyes roll back into his head. "Oi! Hisoka!" He shook Hisoka's shoulders, "Wake up, Hisoka!" When he got no response, he sent his messenger bird to fetch Watari for him.
The blond doctor arrived in an instant, but still seemed hours too slow for Tsuzuki. "Tsuzuki! You don't have all your strength back yet! You shouldn't be summoning shikigami! Why..." Watari froze mid-rant when he saw Tsuzuki's stricken expression.
Tsuzuki looked helplessly at him, "Watari, he won't wake up."
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"It's been a long time, HisokaKun. I almost gave up looking for you."
Hisoka whirled around, trying to locate the source of the echoing voice in the eternal darkness. "Who's out there?"
"You don't remember me? It has been a long time, but I thought I had meant more to you." The phantom's tone was soft and sweet, a husky purr. "And now, I have finally found you."
"I don't understand."
"You promised we would be together forever. I am going to make sure you keep that promise."
"But who are you? You have to tell me!"
The voice laughed merrily. "You'll know soon enough. I know where you are now, HisokaKun. You cannot escape." The voice was fading, growing dimmer with each word.
"Wait! Don't go!"
Lightning flashed through the nothingness, illuminating a pale girl looking over her should at him with soft green, slit-pupiled eyes. A terrible mix of bat and feathered wings grew from her back. She smiled darkly at him, showing slight fangs, and gave her wolf-like tail a slight wag. "Don't worry, HisokaKun, soon you'll remember the night that you abandoned me." Then, in a blink, she was gone.
"No!" He ran toward the place she had last stood and met nothing but blackness. "Who are you?" He whispered. The lightning flared again, all around him and it struck him, clanging through his soul.
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Watari had tried everything he knew to get Hisoka to regain consciousness. Nothing had worked and Tsuzuki was going to make himself sick with worry. Neither was expecting Hisoka to yell or start shaking violently. Tsuzuki's first instinct was to grab him, as if holding him tight enough would stop the convulsions.
"Tsuzuki, no, let him go. It's a seizure, all we can do is wait for it to stop." Watari frowned, Hisoka's sudden collapse was strange enough, but seizures were all but unheard of among shinigamis. Tsuzuki shifted nervously from foot to foot, he knew this wasn't normal either, what's more, it was his partner it was happening to.
An eternity passed and the tremors began to subside and finally stop. "Here, help me turn him on his side." Tsuzuki rushed to comply, he took Hisoka's shoulders and turned him as Watari indicated. "Come on, Hisoka, snap out of it. You need to wake up now!" Watari hissed. Tsuzuki watched with concern, they would get to the bottom of this, but first, Hisoka had to open his eyes.
The boy's hand clenched into the sheets first, his whole body tensed as his eyes flew open. They darted around the room, not seeing any of it and he screamed, lashing out at the caring hands that held him. Tsuzuki caught Hisoka's wrists quickly, pinning them against the bed. "Hisoka! Calm down! It's just us, Watari and Tsuzuki! We're trying to help!"
It took a moment for Hisoka to reorient himself. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm better now." Tsuzuki released him and helped him sit up.
Watari gave him a thorough examination. "Nothing seems wrong, but I need to do some tests to be sure."
Hisoka stood up. "Maybe later. I just want to go home right now."
Watari nodded. "All right. Just be careful, Hisoka."
"I'll walk you home." Tsuzuki volunteered.
Hisoka raised a hand to stop him. "You still need rest. I'll be okay." He turned and left before Tsuzuki could argue.
My first Yami no Matsuei story . . . Just be warned, I normally do a couple trail stories with me running around in them to get a feel for the characters and atmosphere, but I haven't done that this time, so the characters may be more OOC than I intend. Also, I've only seen the TV Series, and while the manga IS on order, I can't exactly read it, so please don't yell at me for messing things up if the information is only in the manga. Webpages can only help so much in that area, ya know. Well . . . Please enjoy! ^_^ Also, any creative criticism or what not, please give me feedback. I'm not happy with this part on a whole and am not sure what I could do to improve it, arigato for feedback early!
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"Arigato, Tatsumi, Watari!" Hisoka walked into the medical wing to hear Tsuzuki singing their coworkers' praises. He moved passed the partitioning curtain to stand at his partner's bedside. "Oi! Hisoka! Perfect timing! Would you like to share these treats with me? They are get well gifts from Tatsumi and Watari." The man's face was back into that familiar happy expression, very different from the broken mask Hisoka remembered from the night Touda was summoned.
"We'll visit again later, Tsuzuki." Watari winked and dragged Tatsumi from the room.
Hisoka shook his head. "I just ate, Tsuzuki, thanks anyway. I just stopped in to see how you were doing."
"Fine, fine. They should be letting me out of here later today." The brunette mumbled happily through a cake. "How are you doing anyway? Burns healing all right?"
"Aa." Hisoka gripped his arm gently, a nervous gesture, feeling the bandages under his sleeves. "They weren't that bad."
Tsuzuki sat up, reaching forward to take Hisoka's hands. "They were injuries you got saving me. If it weren't for you, I would not have found a reason to live . . . I would be gone." Tsuzuki looked very serious. "You saved me and I am very grateful for that."
Hisoka looked away. "Tsuzuki . . ." He blushed faintly. "I couldn't let you go, not after all you did for me. I couldn't just give up on you without trying anything."
Tsuzuki smiled. "Thank you, Hisoka."
Hisoka nodded stiffly. "It was the only thing I could do."
"Now about these sweets. You sure you don't any? . . . Hisoka?"
The young shinigami made a non-committing sound, still looking at the floor. He seemed suddenly distracted, eyes shimmered from untold emotion, or, Tsuzuki thought, pain. Tsuzuki's brow crinkled from a slight frown. "Hey, have you been feeling all right?" He drew the boy forward and felt his forehead. "Hmm, not warm."
"I've been having some bad headaches lately. I should go home, they come pretty fast."
"Really? Have you told Watari about them?"
"Not yet, we've been so busy." Hisoka's hands began to tremble, carefully he raised one to massage his temple. "This one's hitting faster than normal." He grimaced, then gave a cry soft cry when his legs gave out on him.
Tsuzuki leapt to his feet, catching the boy and hoisting him onto the bed. "You stay here. This seems serious."
"Where are you going?" Hisoka gritted out, watching Tsuzuki warily.
"To find Watari, of course. You should have told him about these, you know."
"Please, don't leave." Hisoka begged, emerald eyes squeezing shut for a moment.
Tsuzuki turned back toward the bed. "Hisoka?"
"Please . . . Tsuzuki . . ."
Tsuzuki returned to his partner's side just in time to hear a soft whimper and to see Hisoka's eyes roll back into his head. "Oi! Hisoka!" He shook Hisoka's shoulders, "Wake up, Hisoka!" When he got no response, he sent his messenger bird to fetch Watari for him.
The blond doctor arrived in an instant, but still seemed hours too slow for Tsuzuki. "Tsuzuki! You don't have all your strength back yet! You shouldn't be summoning shikigami! Why..." Watari froze mid-rant when he saw Tsuzuki's stricken expression.
Tsuzuki looked helplessly at him, "Watari, he won't wake up."
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"It's been a long time, HisokaKun. I almost gave up looking for you."
Hisoka whirled around, trying to locate the source of the echoing voice in the eternal darkness. "Who's out there?"
"You don't remember me? It has been a long time, but I thought I had meant more to you." The phantom's tone was soft and sweet, a husky purr. "And now, I have finally found you."
"I don't understand."
"You promised we would be together forever. I am going to make sure you keep that promise."
"But who are you? You have to tell me!"
The voice laughed merrily. "You'll know soon enough. I know where you are now, HisokaKun. You cannot escape." The voice was fading, growing dimmer with each word.
"Wait! Don't go!"
Lightning flashed through the nothingness, illuminating a pale girl looking over her should at him with soft green, slit-pupiled eyes. A terrible mix of bat and feathered wings grew from her back. She smiled darkly at him, showing slight fangs, and gave her wolf-like tail a slight wag. "Don't worry, HisokaKun, soon you'll remember the night that you abandoned me." Then, in a blink, she was gone.
"No!" He ran toward the place she had last stood and met nothing but blackness. "Who are you?" He whispered. The lightning flared again, all around him and it struck him, clanging through his soul.
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Watari had tried everything he knew to get Hisoka to regain consciousness. Nothing had worked and Tsuzuki was going to make himself sick with worry. Neither was expecting Hisoka to yell or start shaking violently. Tsuzuki's first instinct was to grab him, as if holding him tight enough would stop the convulsions.
"Tsuzuki, no, let him go. It's a seizure, all we can do is wait for it to stop." Watari frowned, Hisoka's sudden collapse was strange enough, but seizures were all but unheard of among shinigamis. Tsuzuki shifted nervously from foot to foot, he knew this wasn't normal either, what's more, it was his partner it was happening to.
An eternity passed and the tremors began to subside and finally stop. "Here, help me turn him on his side." Tsuzuki rushed to comply, he took Hisoka's shoulders and turned him as Watari indicated. "Come on, Hisoka, snap out of it. You need to wake up now!" Watari hissed. Tsuzuki watched with concern, they would get to the bottom of this, but first, Hisoka had to open his eyes.
The boy's hand clenched into the sheets first, his whole body tensed as his eyes flew open. They darted around the room, not seeing any of it and he screamed, lashing out at the caring hands that held him. Tsuzuki caught Hisoka's wrists quickly, pinning them against the bed. "Hisoka! Calm down! It's just us, Watari and Tsuzuki! We're trying to help!"
It took a moment for Hisoka to reorient himself. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm better now." Tsuzuki released him and helped him sit up.
Watari gave him a thorough examination. "Nothing seems wrong, but I need to do some tests to be sure."
Hisoka stood up. "Maybe later. I just want to go home right now."
Watari nodded. "All right. Just be careful, Hisoka."
"I'll walk you home." Tsuzuki volunteered.
Hisoka raised a hand to stop him. "You still need rest. I'll be okay." He turned and left before Tsuzuki could argue.