Chapter 1: Waiting
Summary: Tsuzuki/Hisoka. Um… there is not much plot, but Hisoka understands his own feelings and Tsuzuki who is totally oblivious ... as usual.
Disclaimer: Me no own Yami no Matsuei
Hisoka looked down switching his gaze from the melting sunset to the various colored leaves aimlessly floating, blowing in the nonexistent wind.
Swallowing hard, comely emerald eyes slightly blurred, shutting tightly as not to slip on an emotion, as to not fall to deep, as to not release his newly placed burden.
Hisoka shuddered wrapping his arms tightly around himself eloping into his own comfort. Not really understanding or rather not wanting to understand why he always became so upset when Tsuzuki was late. Of course he never let his partner know it bothered him… after all he was always late… was he not?
Hisoka's thoughts dispersed as a familiar figure approached the swings where Hisoka had been so patiently waiting.
Hisoka's eyes fell to the near sound of crunching gravel as a shadow appeared above him.
The blonde's mood and position changed feeling his partners warm hand against his cheek, tilting his head up; emerald orbs staring straight into pools of endless amethyst.
Tsuzuki crouched down, smiling at Hisoka's changed expression.
"Hey Soka, I'm really sorry that I am late… but I brought you a present!" Tsuzuki's eyes turned to a puppy dog sneer as he groped at the contents of his pocket, producing a small cake, a favorite of Hisoka's.
His usual puppy dog grin was posted from ear to ear, he was always unusually proud of his simple trinkets.
Hisoka's heart stopped. Such a simple gesture, such a childish attempt to reassure his friend that he was sincere in his apology, yet ever time Hisoka laid eyes on his partner his heart beat faster and his cheek's warmed. Guilt led Hisoka's thoughts feeling sad was a bad understatement.
Hisoka gripped the swings chains before lunging forward, tackling Tsuzuki arms tight around his neck and face buried in Tsuzuki's chest.
Hisoka panted against Tsuzuki's chest, compelled to burst in a fit of emotion.
Tsuzuki first dumbstruck smiled, chuckling somewhat.
"Maybe… I should be late more often…."
A/N: Oh God, how that sucked! I really should be burned alive for this piece of crap. This is called…Uh I was bored one day. There is virtually no plot it is just some mindless dribble and sweet stuff floating in my bad description. Really I should be shot, but alas I love Hisoka and Tsuzuki and I love them loving each other so this developed. Sorry if it is hard to follow, but I was really just trying to get this idea down. Oh dear I really do ramble a lot….any who if you like or love it please tell me and if you don't well…that's fine too. If I get plenty of good reviews I'll probably write a couple of more chapters. Dear God help us all. PLEASE REVIEW!