I OWN NOTHING YAMI NO MATSUEI IS NOT MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! please R&R

Hisoka Kurosaki walked slowly up a flight of stairs leading to his one bedroom apartment. His day had been long and tiring at the Ministry of Hades. They had went on a rather easy mission but the heat was overwhelming in the location they had to go. The suns heat had always made Hisoka tired and sick because his body temperature never really worked that well even when he was alive. In the summer he had to take cold showers to keep his body cool and warm one's in the winter to keep his body warm. Layers of clothing helped a lot in the winter too but he was never one to show a lot of skin in the summer no matter how hot it was. His jeans and long leaved sweaters where almost like a second skin to him.

After the mission he had a ton of paper work to do and that was just simply tiring and annoying on it's own. His partner Tsuzuki was there to help but well let's just say he is more of a bother than a help most of the time. Then the walk up the three flights of stairs to his apartment practically drained the boy's energy. Days like this made him wish they had a elevator or that he lived on the bottom floor.

He sluggishly walked into his apartment and immediately headed towards the bathroom, shedding his shoes and sweater on the way. Once inside he removed the rest of his clothes and got into the shower. He turned the water on about to luke warm and sighed in contempt. He quickly washed himself and turned the water off. He dried his sandy blonde hair and dressed himself in warm pajamas knowing that it would be cold tonight. He walked over to his bed and collapsed exhausted. He curled under the sheets and let sleep take him.

Hisoka was awakened by something cold running across face. He sleepishly opening his eyes and was somewhat surprised to see that the sun had still not risen yet. He sat up and shivered as cold air blasted him. He looked up and was surprised and frightened to see a window wide open. He quickly snapped out of his drowsy state and get up out of bed and turned a light on. He looked around and saw that nothing was disturbed or stolen. He shut the window quickly and wondered how it got opened. He was positive that he had never opened one before he went to bed. "did it get blown open?" he thought "no that's impossible it was locked but if it was locked how would someone get it from the outside..." Hisoka's eye's widened "in less they are inside!" He backed away from the window and was startled when his foot hit something.

He spun around and saw nothing but he slowly looked down and saw a small female porcelain doll. It had long brown hair and huge emerald eye's so much like his own. She was dressed in a dark green dress that formed a large circle around her small feet. Her skin was pale ivory, except for her blushing cheeks and rose red lips. The teen backed away from the doll terrified and then held his head as memories came crashing down on him.

""such beautiful skin, as pale as a dolls, it contrasts so wonderfully with you blood""

""remember our first meeting under the sakura tree the fateful night""

""You look so beautiful cover in blood underneath the red moon""

""St...o..p..it....STOP! Stop it...ah!n..no....no""

""You feel so wonderful"""

""no witnesses""

"AAHHAA"

"STOP!"

"...Mur...aki..."

Muraki the monster from his childhood. The man that tortured and raped him under a sakura tree when he was only thirteen. Then he placed a cursed the boy by cutting into his skin and chanting a spell. The curse slowly drained Hisoka's life force for three agonizing years. Once Hisoka's died alone in the hospital he become a shinigami, a guardian of death but lost all memory of his horrifying death. But he soon had a mission and it involved Muraki. He was controlling people and making them kill people. Hisoka saw him and had a couple flashbacks. He followed the man and asked him how he knew him. The next thing Hisoka remember was waking up tied with with fine hair's the cut into his skin and had already drained much of his blood. Then Muraki returned his memories and hisoka was horrified, but thankfully Tsuzuki came to his rescue and saved him.

Hisoka stared at the doll and felt his body start to tremble.

"No...Muraki..."