Warnings: …Not sure what I could warn you about. AU… Impending death?

Pairings: Tsuzuki x Hisoka and I am thinking Tatsumi x Watari (side and nothing else other than a few names)

Disclaimer: I don't own Descendants of Darkness/ Yami no Matsuei

Rate & Review: No flames, I have no beta and I don't like proof reading my own work

And~ the mental institute, asylum, hospital is… well my own style… do not think that this is what happens in the real world… this is my mind we are talking about.

…Not in the mood for my usual Author talks…

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Prologue: Meet Death's Messenger

The room was scarcely decorated, tables sat there with multiple chairs surrounding them. Two people sat at each. A male with strange lines under his eyes and pointed ears sat with a young, long, wavy-haired blond. They seemed to be bantering back and forth. A young girl with short dark hair, wearing a Camille flower intertwined through her shirt was talking with an older teen with long dark hair and a dress with her name printed in sprawling dark letters as embroidery. The other occupants of the room were... while one was eating and the other was just staring with a slight smirk on his pretty boy face.

"Watari! You are so great! All these sweets just for me… you didn't put anything in them did you?" Deep violet eyes shone with over flowing, intense, enthusiasm and slight suspicion.

"I would never! You know that I am prohibited to give you any drug other than you meds." The blonde laughed nervously. "Besides Tatsumi would kill me if I did anything else to you."

The brunette happily popped a piece of the sweet into his mouth, humming happily, letting the fork rest on his lips as he savored the sugary sweet.

"Watari, I hope you paid for that yourself." The voice was like velvet and so very smooth, yet strict. You could never lie to such a voice, and that voice would call out all your lies.

"Aww… Tatsumi, I thought that it would be covered by the institute since it is an expense for a patient." Watari whined eyes glistening with false tears behind his ever clean glasses.

"One that is not necessary and don't pull that face." Tatsumi huffed turning his eyes from them to clipboard in his hands and then his watch.

"Tatsumi! You're not going to take away my sweets are you?" Tsuzuki whined, his puppy-like eyes begged for no such indignity.

"I am currently handling a matter that needs my utmost attention, Tsuzuki. So I will not be taking away your sweets this time." He pushed his glasses up as Watari gave him a questioning look. Tsuzuki continued to scarf the mounds of endless jitteriness.

"I was wondering why you were here before your shift. So… what is happening that you had to come in for?" It was a simple question that could have so many answers.

"We are getting a new resident, a transfer from the Okinawa division. Akamine Chidsuru should be here soon to discuss and complete the transfer." At that statement many heads turned. This was the first anyone had heard of it and with the people who were in this mental institution, no secret planning could be keep 'secret' for long. "Yes, I know, it was decided this morning. They could no longer handle this patient so they are passing him onto us."

"How dreadful is he that those hoodlums couldn't handle him, Tatsumi?" It was Terazuma Hajime who asked. The man who was in for his extreme fear of woman and the berserker rage that they would send him into if they came into contact with him, the only exception to this rage was Wakaba, his daily visitor. She could also calm him when he was raging.

"It's supposed to be classified." Tatsumi sniffed, he knew what was coming.

"The people who are here come in everyday patients, visitors, and workers. We should know what we have to be careful around our new addition." Watari interjected before Hajime could get riled up.

"He is Kurosaki, Hisoka. Age 16. Status: Unpredictable… beware loss of hearing?" Tatsumi blinked, the phrase was written in scrawled print above the typed words

"What does that mean?" Wakaba probed gently.

"…prone to random screaming fits. Insomniac, eating disorder… sensitive to heat and to the cold… frail constitution… doesn't handle surprises well…" He was skimming over the pages now.

"What sets him off?" The older teen inquired as she tied her long hair up into a bun and shooed the young girl across from her into her room.

"Unknown… can be someone touching him. Tojyo, we may need you ready with a tranquilizer." Tatsumi nodded towards the doors. "Kazutaka and Mibu are on escort duty today."

"Muraki? Tatsumi are you sure about that? And how dangerous is this kid?" Terazuma spat, like most of the people he didn't like Muraki. He was a shady character and seemed to take pleasure in subduing the patients.

"He is good at what he does and no one else was willing to come in. Besides if we can keep to a nice schedule and the transfer goes smoothly he won't be on the premises long." He sighed and the doors opened revealing a petite, dark-skinned woman with short blonde locks. "Akamine."

"Well… I brought him. He was having one of his calm mornings. Anyway, you may wish to return your patients to their rooms. As the report noted we don't know what sets him off. But I can tell you from my personal experience… don't be around him if you are moody. It's just a speculation… but he seems to be able to tell you mood and then seems to shut down, go into a fit, or mirror your mood. I couldn't write that in the report… too long. You guys don't seem big on the whole classified issue, do you?" She smirked having heard everything.

"They're going to find out anyway." Tatsumi sighed. "And I doubt that Tsuzuki wants to leave his sweets and Watari and Tojyo are employees who can help if things get tight. The other three have already left. Watari… tie your hair up." Watari nodded, quickly complying.

"So the room is also completed?" Her voice was tense as though she was afraid of something occurring.

"Yes, may I ask why the transfer on such short notice?" Tatsumi raised the question gently.

She looked very uncomfortable. "Let's just say this… it was this last fit that sent Sengoku over the edge… the employees that normally handle him-" Ringing interrupted her and she quickly fished for the phone. "Excuse me." She flipped it open and happily answered it. The three employees and one patient watched as she went from chipper to confusion to shock to horror. Slowly, she lowered and closed it as she stared blankly at the item.

"Chidsuru?" Tsuzuki's eyes shone with concern.

"The employees that he freaked out on three days ago… are… dead. It seems as though this always happens… the Kanawa sisters… they transferred him from the Soteich ō Division. They died on the way back to their division… three days after he first started reacting towards them. But… it could just be coincidence."

"Are you trying to say-" Watari started questioningly before Tatsumi motioned for him to be quiet.

"I've left him alone too long with those escorts of yours. He should be awake by now. I would like to get this over with and settle him in. If I can?" She avoided the probing question with as much grace as she could muster at the moment.

"Of course, his room is right over there. All the items that were requested are there as well. We shall do our best to make him feel at home, Akamine." Tatsumi confirmed. She bowed and headed back through the swinging doors.

"Tatsumi! Are you sure we should handle this case?" Watari looked slightly disheveled at the news that was just disclosed. A Hisae had left during the phone call to complete the task the chief's secretary had given her.

"Watari, this case, as you so put it, has been transferred six times. The only reason given was that he became harder to control and would no longer allow the employees to get close to him without going into a fit. What Akamine said was just a speculation and there is not verifiable proof that he is the cause of the deaths."

Tsuzuki watched as Tatsumi and Watari continued to banter back and forth about the strange 'coincidences' Chidsuru had brought up. 16? He's a little young for and institution… and the required waiting time between a transfer is six months. So if he had two transfers a year… than he was thirteen, if not younger when he was put in the mental intitutions. He drooped visibly as he continued thinking. What did he do to deserve such treatment as the institution? How bad could he be? Is he really messed up as badly as us?

The door swung open and the person in question walked in. Chidsuru walked further ahead and leaned against the wall next to the boy's room, watching his progress. Silver-haired Muraki and the long dark-haired Oriya followed behind Hisoka. They gave the boy room, but they were close enough that they could grab him if the need arose. He's… cute… or would adorable be a better word? Tsuzuki sucked on the fork, having absent mindedly finished his sweets.

The boy was pale and his body thin. His arms were crossed in front of him, not by choice. He was wearing a straight-jacket. His face was drawn, with soft pouty lips, a small straight nose, and his lightless eyes. Emerald eyes that looked so deep, so sad, sorrowful, and so much older than his age… so cold, how much had he gone through? Half lidded as though he was tired or trying not to look at anyone. Short honey blond hair hung lethargically across his brow. Steps, he mechanically took them as though he was not there… half-alive, he seemed. At first he is cute, but he looks like a broken doll… Tsuzuki shook his head furiously. That is something Muraki would say or think!

Hisae rounded the corner from her task with a frown marring her gentle features. "Sir… someone misplaced 'it', so I don't know where 'it' is." Before Tatsumi could even think of an answer a high pitched scream pieced the air.

Tsuzuki flinched, Tatsumi stepped back, Hisae froze, Chidsuru shook her head as she popped earplugs in, Watari covered his ears, Oriya and Muraki moved to control the small teen. Tsuzuki watched in bewilderment as Oriya was thrown back by the smaller, thrashing teen. As that happened Muraki stepped in and gently wrapped his arms around Hisoka's torso, one hand going to his chin to stop the boy's head from hitting him. Muraki spoke into the teen's ear though no words couldn't be heard, Chidsuru looked bemused, if it wasn't for the screaming it would almost be a lover's embrace.

Tsuzuki stood, violet eyes trained on agonized emerald. Muraki let his arm slip lower, around Hisoka's waist, bad idea. He braced his arms on the offending limb lifting his legs up and letting his head fly, as his legs kicked a very sensitive area on Muraki's lower body, his head connected with Muraki's pale white jaw. The silver hair man let go of the teen, who moved away just a few steps and continued screaming. His whole body was trembling and looked as though he would collapse at any moment. His scream is so sad… as though he knows something that no one should know.

When does he breathe? Oriya is unconscious… and Muraki is going to be limping for a while. Tsuzuki winced in sympathy. He may have a cracked jaw as well. I couldn't hear with all this screaming. By now everyone but Muraki, Oriya, and Tsuzuki were covering their ears as the screaming increased in pitch and volume. Chidsuru said something about… moods? Well let's try it before we lose our hearing.

Tsuzuki walked forward, gently, calmly, letting his emotions exude into the air around him. The shriek wavered as golden eyebrows drew together in confusion. He stepped in front of those emerald eyes blocking the lean boy's view. The young man let the calmness he felt seep from him and brought the screaming teen into a gentle embrace, steering the downy head rest on his chest. The screeching abated and his muscles relaxed. Emerald met violet as the teen crumpled to the floor, Tsuzuki sweep him up into a gentle grip, almost as though they had been together forever and it was a normal practice.

"That's a first. A patient calming him down… that has never happened before." Chidsuru sighed, took out the earplugs, and pushed the door open. "In here."

"Oww… I think I need my ears checked." The blond whined, pathetically.

"Kazutaka and Mibu first, Watari, then you may have your hearing checked… on your own budget of course." Tatsumi stated. Watari pouted and protested vehemently.

Hisae looked shocked. "Did I cause this?" Silence answered her until someone could think of the words to ease her fears.

Before anyone could answer, a small voice carried in but four words, a life changing statement.

"Death comes for you."

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Descriptions of characters (A.K.A. How I am using them and where they are from)

You may wish to read, I may not explain all the characters in later chapters.

Terazuma Hajime: Manga (Patient) A young man who has an extreme fear of any woman and if one so much as touches him he is thrown into an uncontrollable rage… his daily visitor Wakaba is the only one able to stop him. Tatsumi does not like the expenses he causes. He has a rivalry with Tsuzuki. This is because of Tsuzuki's popularity and a fear that he will steal Wakaba away.

Kannuki Wakaba: Manga (Visitor) She is a daily visitor for Hajime. A childhood friend and often says "You'd better wait at least an hour before you berserk again." after a rage. She then says something about magic and recharging. To say that Tatsumi likes her is an understatement… (He pays the expenses for her to come)

Kakyouin Tsubaki: Both (Patient). A young girl with spilt personalities, her other personality is named Eileen and is very dangerous. Eileen was once Tsubaki's best friend, but she disappeared causing Tsubaki's hidden anger, abandonment, and other emotions at Eileen to become Eileen. She wears a Camille flower with its stem carefully trimmed. Tsubaki is harmless and Eileen tries to kill anyone who threatens Tsubaki.

Akamine Chidsuru: Manga (Okinawa Employee) Transferred Hisoka… not sure what else to say.

Sengoku: Manga (Okinawa Chief) Decided that it was time for Hisoka to leave after too many fits towards the employees who died the day he transferred.

Tojyo Hisae: Manga (Employee) She is a dancer that is trying to make ends meet and she loves helping those in the institute. Her temper is something to be feared and she can jump to conclusion.

Kanawa sisters: Manga (Soteich ō Employee) …They once transferred Hisoka to the Okinawa Division and on their way back they were in an accident and did not make it.

Kazutaka Muraki: Both (Employee) Muraki is one of the tough guys who helps subdue the patients when they get out of hand and heavy-lifting if asked. He enjoys trying to subdue Tsuzuki when he goes on one of his 'I'm going to kill myself' moods. His friends and fellow employees wonder how he is not in the institute as a patient. He may not be making an appearance for a bit… a blow to the groin can do that to you. What will he do to Hisoka?

Mibu Oriya: Both (Employee) Subdues patients and does other heavy-lifting when needed. A friend to Muraki and often scolds him for his obsession of Tsuzuki. Level-headed, he shows a certain devotion to Muraki. He has bruises from Hisoka but no other long-lasting injuries.

Tatsumi Seiichiro: Both (Employee) He is the Secretary of the mental institute. Tatsumi holds a certain amount of power over the chief. He threatens people with transfers when they are causing too many expenses. Tsuzuki was once his main patient, but he had to change when Tsuzuki mirrored his mother's breakdowns. He cares for the employees and patients despite his threats and occasional coldness.

Tsuzuki Asato: Both (Patient) He was brought to the institute at age 17 after the death of his family. Suicidal tendencies are his forte, and he fell into a coma for eight years after his depression took over and he tried to kill himself. He is stable for the most part and takes care of the other patients when he can. His actions may be like that of a kid sometimes, but he is a good friend and is rather astute (At times). He blames himself for the deaths in his family and believes that he killed them himself. Anyone's blood with send him into a 'fit,' these fits can be anything from extensive freaking to freezing up to blaming himself for the injury and trying to kill himself.

Kurosaki Hisoka: Both (Patient) Sorry not revealing any more than what was in the story. Recap: Prone to random screaming fits, insomniac, eating disorder, sensitive to heat and cold, frail constitution, doesn't handle surprises well and hates being touched by other people. ^_^ The rest is a secret! Will be revealed in chapters to come.

Question: What are the nicknames that are used throughout the series… the English translations don't use them that often and I actually like them from the fanfictions I read.

Tatsumi calls everyone by their last names, Watari calls Hisoka Bon, Muraki calls Hisoka puppet, poppet, and Bouya… that is about all I know, anymore?

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