Hi there everyone! It has been almost 3 months since I submitted my last fiction! Many had asked me to write a sequel for 'My Teacher, My Guardian Angel' and sorry for taking too much time off from writing. I was busy registering myself for the university where I'm studying now. I thought I could run away from math but it had its way and I'm learning math all over again…damn it! Oh, sorry…
The Kurosaki twins are both in the third year. The amount of admirers and stalkers had been increasing for the past years….did I just say STALKERS? Hehehe…daijoubu desu…we've got three guardian angels right now, right? (Please refer to my 'My Teacher, My Guardian Angel' story for first-timers)
Disclaimers: Not mine at all even if I try…but, some unrecognized characs are mine, of course.
Warnings: Yes, some of you asked me to make it a shounen-ai fic…why not? I like challenges…hohoho…
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Those who are courageous to love
Must be dauntless to suffer
-Author untraceable-
He was sleeping soundlessly after the tiring administrative work at school last night. He crashed his bed as soon as he finished taking his quick shower and it was just 9pm. He wished he had locked the door but it was too late. A sound on people running up the stairs and screaming his name repeatedly jolted him from his almost-deep sleep. He turned his face away from the door when the door burst opened.
"SOKA-CHAN!" his twin brother, of course who had the nerve to disturb his sleep. Hisoka plunged his face into his pillow deeper, ignoring the faint breath Hijiri made. He knew it was something important and troubling, seeing Hijiri panicked that way. Hijiri rushed towards him and pulled both his feet. "Soka-chan! Wake up! It's still early for students our age to sleep at this age! You need to see something!" Hijiri practically jumped on Hisoka and made the blond shrieked in pain.
"Okay! Okay! I'm up! Now what the hell is wrong?" Hisoka demanded as he stared sleepily at his twin brother who was only wearing black short pants. "Don't you feel cold just wearing pants?" he asked annoyingly as he continued to stare at him. Hijiri chuckled. "You sound as if you're mocking me but it doesn't work with those death-glaring-sleepy eyes, you know? Hurry! Get out from that bed now!"
Hisoka pouted his lips and was about to continue his sleep when suddenly Hijiri pulled him from his pillows, lifted him up and threw him on his shoulder-kidnapping style. "Hiji-chan! I want to sleep! Let me down!" Hisoka raised his voice. "Hey, watch where you're touching me!" Hijiri laughed at those words as he carried his brother down the stairs. "Relax, it's not like it's the first time I touched your butt! Ahahaha! By the way, we're 18 now and you're still light as ever. Eat something, for God's sake, Soka-chan," sounded Hijiri.
Silence fell between them. It wasn't like Hisoka to not reply anything back in advance. Hijiri was puzzled for a moment. "Soka-chan?" he stopped and shook his brother's legs gently. No reactions. He paused for a while and heard the calm breathing sound from Hisoka. "Are? He's asleep? DON'T SLEEP AT A TIME LIKE THIS!" Shouted Hijiri and made Hisoka jumped in surprise. They both fell on the marble floor and thank God they've reached the ground floor. Just imagine if they fell on the stairs instead.
"ITTAI!" They both cried in pain. Then, they shot each other death glares. "You're going to pay!" murmured Hisoka under his painful moans as he rubbed his aching neck. Meanwhile Hijiri had fallen backwards and bumped his head. "Now, what is it that you wanted to show me?" the blond asked gently and managed to hide his annoyance. Hijiri smirked as he pulled Hisoka by the hand and leaded him to the living room. Hisoka was grunting before he saw a view in front of him.
The man shot him his famous sheepish smile as soon as he turned around. Hisoka couldn't believe his empathy didn't sense this man's presence before. Now, this was one of the times where he was so dumbfounded and shocked that he could not utter any word but one.
"Tsuzuki!"
"Tadaima, Hisoka," Tsuzuki smiled and walked few steps towards the boy whom he'd willing to sacrifice himself for. "You've grown."
It was true. Both of the Kurosaki's twins had grown. But the most obvious was Hisoka. Two years ago, he was the big-green-eyed annoying brat and so stubborn but everyone looked up to him for his intelligence and natural talents. Right in front of Tsuzuki now was still the same Hisoka but physically improved. His emerald eyes were not THAT big anymore. Just big enough for anyone to mistake him as a lady. He was taller now and Tsuzuki noticed he had reached the height of his own earlobes. Before, the boy could barely reach the height of his shoulders. Ironically, Hisoka's skin was as pale as before. There was no sign of maturity there and Tsuzuki was thankful for that.
"What are you thinking, baka?" Hisoka shot a look at him. Tsuzuki smiled at the longing green eyes. He knew what they both wanted. "Hijiri," he called. Hijiri turned to the older brunette. "Hai, sensei?" he asked innocently. "Could you make us a drink? Take your time," Tsuzuki asked and put down his black cloak he'd been having with him for a while. Fortunately, Hijiri sensed something and quickly understood what his teacher meant.
Hijiri had disappeared into the hallway and left the two in the Victorian style living room. The both of them stared at each other for a while before Hisoka opened his mouth. "When did you get back?" he asked, avoiding eye contact with his angel. Tsuzuki grinned at the question and noticed the boy's awkwardness for him. "This morning. But I had to go to school to prepare my own stuff," he answered, pulling Hisoka to sit with him on the leather couch. "What? You were at school?" Hisoka asked as he sat down.
Tsuzuki smiled. "Yeah, I saw you worked preparing for the new students' admission for tomorrow. It must be tough, huh? Considering the panda look on your face," he then chuckled. "Kawaii!" Hisoka elbowed him at the word. He blushed and sat at the end of the couch. "By the way, I didn't see Hijiri this morning at school. Where was he?" the brunette stood up and walked towards the ceiling high window. He watched as sakura petals danced in the wind of the night. "Hiji-chan was busy preparing the orchestra group in the school's auditorium. The principal agreed to let him have his solo violin performance for the opening tomorrow," Hisoka sat cross-legged on the couch and stretched his hands.
"What?" Tsuzuki frantically turned around. "Yup, you heard me right," the blond then stretched his legs. "And Tatsumi let him?" the brunette went closer. "Okay, I admit Hijiri's violin play is so heavenly but do they know HOW Hijiri will look like when he plays the violin?"
Hisoka sighed. "That's my point. They don't know that. Even I, his brother freaked out every time he plays it," he confessed and a sound of coughing startled them. "I thought I'd give you guys some 'moment' to talk to each other but you end up talking ill about me," Hijiri came in, bringing a tray of three glasses of cold chocolate and a plate of lemon cookies.
Tsuzuki rushed towards the meal and quickly gulped down his chocolate drink in one go. Hisoka and Hijiri looked at each other, puzzled. "Is there any chance that you haven't eaten the whole day?" Hijiri asked bewildered at how fast his dozen cookies disappeared. Even the other two chocolate drinks had gone too. Tsuzuki sighed in relief. "I'm alive…"
Then, he turned to face the twins. "That was yummy! Can I have some more? Please!" he changed into the inu-mode and wagged his tails around Hijiri. The twins looked at each other. "Yappari…" they mumbled simultaneously.
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"Tell me why I'm the one who's cooking?" Hisoka asked as he stirred the fried broccoli with shrimps in his saucepan. He went to the next stove and turned over his roasted beef. He returned to his vegetable dish and added some salt and pepper before serving it on the table. "Because you're a great cook!" Tsuzuki and Hijiri answered simultaneously. Hisoka sighed and turned off the stove and placed three flat roasted beef on a plate. He put it on the table and held up a finger, signifying the other two to wait. "I'm going to make some sauce for it," he said glared at them before he left.
Tsuzuki was practically drooling over the meal and it took him 120 of patience to restraint him from touching the food. "Here," Hisoka poured down the steaming hot liquid over the beefs. "That was…fast?" Hijiri looked up to him. "I just reheat it. It was leftover from last night," Hisoka replied. Hijiri then remembered they were making potato fingers and that was the sauce. "Right! Itadakimasu!" Hijiri dived in right after Tsuzuki.
Hisoka sighed in relief silently as he watched his angel consumed the meal delightfully. He was glad, too glad that Tsuzuki was back. It has been two years and he admitted he had missed that angel. The trio ate their meals as Tsuzuki told them how his two years training went. And Tsuzuki himself couldn't get his eyes off Hisoka.
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Right! I'll tell you guys what Tsuzuki's 'two years training' is all about. Review please since it would be a big help considering I might've lost my touch in grammar…hohoho! Ja ne!