DISCLAIMER: this was an absolutely amazing inspiration. If I hadn't been playing Hearts, with the names of some of my most favorite characters, this story would have been still floating in limbo.
Fun-ness and humor are bound ensue. KissBot is the phantom fourth player and observer.
Hearts
By NS
Does it really matter Hisoka is under twenty-one on the floor? Not really, right? After all, it is a cruise ship and everyone should have tons of fun in uncompromised situations. Or so anyone would think, what with Tzuzuki wanting nothing more than to play a simple game of Hearts. But, in that case, we would have to deprive Muraki of his sadistic fun. How could we do that? And KissBot? Well, KissBot is just your average observer.
To begin the story, KissBot started the entire game. Blame her if you want…or him. KissBot sat down at the table and invited Tzuzuki to join. So, naturally, Tzuzuki pulled Hisoka along for the card game, and when all the cards had been passed out and bets made, Muraki slipped into the fourth and last seat.
Uh oh.
"What is the wager for tonight?" Muraki asks KissBot, but keeps his eyes on Tzuzuki.
"200 each at the conclusion of the game. Would you like to place a wager?" replies KissBot.
"I'd be obliged," Muraki replies. He leans in towards Tzuzuki, "I'd be obliged to wager complete assistance and cooperation in the event of my defeat. And you, your body, Tzuzuki, in the event of your defeat."
Tzuzuki clenches his hands against his chest and stares pass KissBot in terror, but Hisoka gains ground quickly. "Both of us against you. No deals."
"That's fair."
So the games began.
KissBot passes a king of hearts and the jack and ace of clubs to Tzuzuki. In return, KissBot receives the queen of hearts and the ace and queen of spades.
The first hand goes fairly well, with Hisoka in the lead. But the end is a long way away and Muraki is only three points behind. Tzuzuki has two, and KissBot. Wow. This character must there for the sheer promise of drama and entertainment. Tzuzuki is oddly silent.
Cards are passed once again and KissBot receives the queen of spades and nine and ten of hearts from Muraki. The doctor is most definitely not shooting for the moon. Or maybe it's possible such goals would be far too low for someone like him. KissBot begins the game with the two of clubs, but it's too early to tell who's in charge.
"YES!!" Tzuzuki jumps out of the chair and throws his fist into the air in victory! The Tzuzuki and Hisoka team are winning! Tzuzuki looks at his teammate in expectation, but all Hisoka can do is ignore the naïve idiot and regroup. It wasn't a good hand after all and fate lay in the palms of our clumsy Tzuzuki. KissBot scored thirty-five points, Hisoka at a whopping twelve, Muraki at three, and Tzuzuki down two points(!!) (But, the audience is secretly hoping Tzuzuki loses.)
With the newest hand, its possible Tzuzuki is aiming high, but will he make it, or fall victim to the mad scientist?
No! IT HAD TO HAVE BEEN HISOKA!! Maybe there's a reason you have to be twenty-one years of age to bet. If teenagers gambled all the time, there'd be no more virgins left in this world. Even KissBot is being mocked by Mr. Muraki. He hardly spares a glance for the by-gambler, but he's just being downright lascivious towards Tzuzuki. KissBot's score remains at thirty-five, Tzuzuki has reached six, and honestly? It's a long run from twelve to thirty-four. Muraki remains the same and best for wear.
Nothing is passed, this next hand. Muraki starts it off nice and slow. His eyes are on his cards for the first time this game has begun. Tzuzuki seems to have a virgin luck, since he's never played Hearts before.
Let's note that Hisoka receives the queen of spades.
The results are in.
KissBot, fourty-six. Tzuzuki, six. Hisoka, fourty-nine. Muraki. Three!! Now would be the perfect time to start panicky. So that's what Tzuzuki decides to do. He bolts for the door at the speed of light, but the whisper of an ant couldn't make it pass Hisoka's ears. He shoves Tzuzuki back into the seat.
On the next hand, Tzuzuki receives the first heart. That means the suit is broken. Lets (not) hope for the best. Its possible Muraki is shooting for something, but, it's most likely not going to be Tzuzuki's butt.
This game is coming to a head. KissBot remains at forty-six with Hisoka jumping to seventy. If Tzuzuki can hold the tie of seven, then, maybe, Hisoka can jump high enough to lose the whole game. Must I add that Muraki is down seven points also?
But--it looks like Tzuzuki's virgin luck has run out.
NOT!!
Maybe it's payin' off! Who cares what KissBot and Hisoka scored, Tzuzuki is hangin' on to the monkey bars with fourteen fingers!! Muraki has risen to twenty. Hisoka remains at seventy and KissBot went up to fifty-two.
The next hand is frightful with KissBot and Muraki taking a beating at sixty-seven and twenty-seven. Tzuzuki has eighteen points and Hisoka has lodged himself at seventy.
No cards are passed on the next hand.
Neither does it go very well for our star guest. KissBot receives a score of eighty seven, Tzuzuki hits twenty, Hisoka hits seventy-four, and Muraki is just seven points behind. Nothing to be nervous about, right?
And the winner is…
Muraki!!(yes!)
A/N: I did this story a long while ago and it doesn't even add up to my imagination. I don't particularly like flamers (at all) but I do need some advice on character behavior.