Second chapter! Please enjoy!

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Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to,

It doesn't mean they don't love you at all

-Author Untraceable-

"Ano…" a desperate voice echoed behind him just after he showed the last student his homeroom. Hisoka turned his face to the direction of the voice. Three junior girls were looking eagerly at him. "How may I help you? Are you girls lost?" he asked, being polite although he knew clearly why they girls went up to him. His empathy told him why. "Ano…sempai. We can't find our classroom. Can you help us?" one of them with two pony tails asked, bright red flushed across her face. "Which class are you?" he asked as he flipped the list of the students' names.

All of them practically shouted. "Block F, class 1-4, please!" Hisoka flipped the list and found it. He then glared at the girls who had been staring at his face. "You see that blue building over there? That's your block. Oh, and for your information, that blue building is the second-year building and the dark red one is the seniors," he said and pointed to the buildings he stated earlier. "Ano…" another girl whined. "Could you show us…"

"Stop right there, girls!" a cheerful voice intruded them. Hisoka turned the voice, knowingly well who it was. "You're asking more than you can bargain for," Watari appeared, flashing his smile at the group. Thank God! Hisoka shouted in his head.

Watari noticed the green buttons on the girls' collars. "You're new here, huh? Well, welcome! I'm Yutaka Watari, teaching chemistry, biology, physics…heck, anything involving science. I heard that you girls want this sleepless-insomniac-working hard for the school's opening-senior here to actually drain his remaining energy just to show you girls where your class is?" Watari narrowed his glare as he finished his sentence. The girls turned to Hisoka and noticed the purple rings underneath his eyes. "Sumimasen!" they apologized and ran away.

Hisoka sighed. "Arigatou, Watari-sensei. I think only you could pull that act off," he said as he looked at his watch. "I didn't act, Hisoka," Watari replied as his eyes followed the girls until they disappeared. The younger blond lifted his head and looked at the scientist. Watari then turned to him. "You do look awfully tired. I don't think I should remind you that this is your last year in high school and I don't want lack of sleep mar your academic records, okay?" he smiled. Hisoka thought for a while before nodding his head.

"I'll rest properly as soon as this is over," he promised and looked at his watch again. The science freak noticed his behaviour and looked at the schedule list in his pocket. "The new students gathering is starting," he said aloud. Hisoka looked away from his watch to look at his teacher. "Huh?"

Watari smiled. "You really want to see Hijiri's solo performance, right? I heard from Tatsumi that he's going to do the opening act. After all, he IS weird when it comes to playing violin. I bet it could be an eye opener for the new students. You wouldn't want to miss that," he said, snatching the list from Hisoka's hand. "Cho...chomatte!" Hisoka tried to take it back but Watari waved the list at his face.

"Daijoubu desu. I'll take over your place. My experiment will only yield its result in another…oh, twelve hours. So, just go," Watari winked at him. Hisoka looked around. He really thanked the God this time. "Arigatou, sensei!" he said and left in a rush. Watari waved him goodbye.

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"Let's present third-year senior from class 3-2 to perform his solo violin, Kurosaki Hijiri!" there was a loud applause coming from the second and third year students. The first year students were still unsure and lack of motivation so there were only few of them actually clapping their hands.

Glad I made it on time. If I don't watch Hiji-chan's performance, he would torture me when I get home, Hisoka thought as he reached the auditorium backstage. He tried to catch his breath after running that far. Then, Hijiri started to play. It was soft and gentle at first. A moment later, the music became fast and furious. Hisoka could feel his pulse quickened and his heart beat faster than usual. It was so like Hijiri to play like that. Then it struck him.

It was at this very spot he was standing where the fire almost consumed him. This was where Tsuzuki's beautiful black wings got burnt to save him from the blazing flame. Pain battered in his head. "Urgh…"he moaned silently. He looked around. Everyone was so fascinated and captivated by Hijiri's music that they didn't notice he was moaning in pain. He clutched his head with his right hand, while the other held on to something that stuck out from the wall to keep him from falling down.

Images swept into his mind. Images from the fire two years ago. The images were blurry but his memory made them all vivid. He saw himself tied to the curtain's rope. Then, he saw himself tried to free himself from the rope. Next, it was black blank image but changed his mind after realizing those were Tsuzuki's wings. Lastly, he saw fire consumed the image. Finally, he understood.

Someone was watching us back then…

As soon as Hijiri's music ended, Hisoka collapsed on the floor. Hijiri was the first to notice when he turned around. He rushed toward his brother in a have-to-pee-manner which wouldn't attract much attention. He handed his violin and bow to the nearest person and went to his brother. Other students were puzzled by his hurriedness and when they saw Hijiri put his arms around Hisoka, who was apparently to be unconscious they knew what happened.

"Emergency squad? We need you back stage now!" a student who was likely to be in charge of the safety talked in his walkie talkie. Tatsumi who was on stage with the rest of the teachers glared sideways and saw Hijiri kneeling on the floor, holding someone. He knew then, something was wrong.

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"HISOKA!" Tsuzuki barged into the infirmary and rushed towards Hisoka who was already awakened. He was sitting on the bed looking pissed off. "What's up with that face? Are you…-gulp-…mad at me for no coming sooner?" Tsuzuki asked as he raised his hand to greet Hijiri, Watari and the nurse who was about to leave them. Hijiri chuckled. "Nah, he's pissed off because he missed all the events that took place while he was asleep," he then burst into laughter. "You're such a baby, Soka-chan," he continued and pinched his brother's flushing cheek.

"Uruse, Hiji-chan!" Hisoka's face was getting red. But his face got hotter as his green eyes met with the mesmerizing violet gaze. He immediately looked away as he felt his pulse raced. What's wrong with me?

He…Hisoka collapsed…I never heard Tatsumi and Watari mentioned that he fainted in school. Was it because of me? Tsuzuki thought to himself, clutching the bed sheet.

Tsuzuki then noticed Hisoka turned and stared at him. No, it's not your fault. I was tired. That's all…and…, the blond gazed downward then upward again. I'll tell you later. Tsuzuki felt as if those were the words that were coming from Hisoka's gaze. He nodded slowly. "By the way, sensei…" Hijiri called him. "Hai?" Tsuzuki turned to the brunette. "What took you so long to reach here?" he asked. "Sou! Sou! I've been calling you and messaging you for the past an hour and a half. What were you doing?" Watari pouted his mouth in a manner where Hisoka always did. Hisoka glared at the scientist.

Tsuzuki smiled apologetically. "I was at the school's basement, searching for some old reference books for my lesson tomorrow. The reason why you can't reach me was there was no line coverage down there," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Where's Tatsumi?" he looked around.

"For your info, you're the last person from the five of us to visit bouya here," Watari said in an irritated voice. Tsuzuki looked at the boy in the eyes. "I'm sorry I was late. Will you forgive me?" Hisoka was surprised at the gentleness of his voice. He never heard such gentleness coming from the angel's lips and reassured himself that maybe it was because he hadn't see him in two years.

Hisoka pouted his lips and murmured silently. "You're forgiven." Hijiri smiled at his brother's response. "Great! Now kiss and make up!" he teased him. Hisoka quickly stared at him and narrowed his eyes. "You're dead meat, Hiji-chan," he threatened his brunette brother between his grinding teeth. Tsuzuki smiled as he saw pink blush on the boy's cheeks. "Yeah, yeah. You said that too me many times already…"

"Don't forget that I'm cooking tonight. If I were you, I would remind myself whether the meals I serve tonight are safe or not…if you know what I mean. You can't order from any restaurants because mom will find out and cut our allowances. Oh no, YOUR allowance to be exact. You don't want that to happen, do you? And if you're thinking of cooking your own meal, I can still have the liberty to put 'anything' into your food. Heck, I'll put some in your drinks, too," Hisoka glared at his brother without blinking. Hijiri gasped at the threat.

"HIDOII!" He stood up from the chair, kicking the bedpost.

"Or I might be forgiving. Just take back what you said about…about what you said just now!" Hisoka pointed at him. Hijiri narrowed his eyes. "Kurosaki Hijiri never takes his word back! Not in life or death!" Hijiri declared and stomped his feet repeatedly. Tsuzuki and Watari looked at each other, feeling ridiculed how 18-year-olds could still be fighting like 5-year-olds.

"This is indeed…ridiculous," a deep mellow voice approached the group. He had been watching the twins fought for some time. "Tatsumi," started Tsuzuki as he examined the secretary's face. "Why'd you come back?" asked Watari. "I have something to tell you all."

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Oh my God! What have I done? I promised in the first chapter that I'll write about Tsuzuki's two years training and I ended up advancing towards the next day! Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai! Gomen nasai!knocking my head to the floor repeatedly I promise I WILL surely write about it…in some form maybe…okay! Review please and thank you!