I'm all about Tsuzuki and Tatsumi so…
Pairing—T&T
Disclaimer—Own a bit more than last time because I received Christmas gifts. But I still don't own anything D&D related.
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The man was so beautiful…Tatsumi, Hisoka, and Watari all stared in disgust…except when he was eating.
"That is revolting" Hisoka shook his head.
"You would think after all of these years, he would learn how to eat like a normal being" Watari agreed.
Tatsumi was quiet. Until he sighed that deep sigh that finally made Tsuzuki look up from his bowl. Tatsumi reached out, holding Tsuzuki's face with one hand and wiping the excess food from the corner with his other. "Slow. Down."
Tsuzuki blushed. "Sorry. I was just really hungry."
Tatsumi sighed again and removed his hands. Yet, Tsuzuki still blushed. His face warm from Tatsumi's touch. Butterflies filled his stomach and he wasn't hungry anymore…Tsuzuki's eyes grew as Tatsumi drew a lollipop from his jacket pocket.
"Oooo…"
"If you can eat the rest of breakfast like a normal person, you may have this" he placed the candy on the table in between them and automatically Tsuzuki reached for it.
Hisoka shook his head again as Tatsumi slapped Tsuzuki's hand. "Baka" Hisoka noted.
Tsuzuki started to tear up. "Tatsumi! You're so mean!"
"Fine. You don't get it at all." Tatsumi decided, standing and placing the lollipop back in his pocket. "And straighten yourself up before you leave here."
Tsuzuki looked down, but he could find nothing wrong with his outfit…he cut his violet eyes as Tatsumi reached over, tightening his tie. Normally he would be flattered, and grateful, even if slightly embarrassed by the chance to be touched by Tatsumi, but right now all he could think about was that lollipop that Tatsumi had so cruelly offered and than taken away. "I can dress myself you know" he mumbled.
"You could have fooled me" Tatsumi answered back, holding his own blue eyed glare as Tsuzuki stared into his eyes.
"All right, corners, corners" Watari sung.
"Excellent idea" Tatsumi decided, leaving the table.
"I swear, watching them is like watching and an old married couple at times" Watari mentioned to Hisoka who nodded in agreement.
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"If we get you a lollipop will you stop sulking like a five year old" Hisoka asked Tsuzuki when he had finally had enough of his silence. They strolled through the streets, looking for the young woman they were to convince to finally let her soul cross over to the other side.
"I just don't see why he's so mean!"
"Because you get on his nerves" Hisoka shrugged.
Tsuzuki whined, "He treats me like a kid."
"You act like one sometimes."
Tsuzuki didn't answer and went back to giving Hisoka the silent treatment. He was an adult…a hundred times over if you counted by alive human years. He didn't need Tatsumi to wipe his face, or fix his tie, damn it. Even if he was a childish adult, he was still an adult. And he didn't see why Tatsumi would just focus on certain little things like his manners or his clothing. Didn't Tatsumi have more important things to do?
"Besides, you dote on the attention."
Tsuzuki stopped in his tracks.
"Well, you do."
"Maybe sometimes…" he stammered, realizing how pointless it would be to lie to Hisoka. Even if Hisoka weren't an empath, he knew Tsuzuki so well anyway. "But Tatsumi does not know when to quit…."
"If you really wanted him to quit, then you would dress properly and eat properly in Tatsumi's presence. It's really that simple."
"That's not fair! You know how I am! This is how I am!" but before he could protest further,
"There she is" Hisoka noticed the girl they had been looking for.
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"But…I never got to tell her" she didn't even fight the tears welling in her dark brown eyes. "I never told her thank you…I never told her how I felt. I can't leave here with her not knowing how…I feel."
Tsuzuki put his hand on the girls' shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze as Hisoka spoke. "You have been friends for a long time. I am sure she knows how much you appreciate her."
She shook her head, "No. You don't understand. We grew apart when she got into University" she stared past Hisoka, looking at her friend, the one she wasn't ready to leave yet, sitting on the bench outside of school. "She made a whole bunch of new friends, smart friends, and I still worked at the store and hung out at the clubs."
"You grew apart" Tsuzuki spoke, Tatsumi's face flashing in front of his mind.
"Yes, but…no. Whenever we saw each other, or we called each other, it was like no time had passed. We could still talk about anything and everything. When I needed her, I always knew that she would come; all I had to do was call. Sometimes, she was there even when I didn't call her at all, just because I needed her. Like she knew or something."
"And you felt you never thanked her for that?"
"No…" she started to grow exasperated. "Of course I thanked her for that. I always thanked her for the big things. But…there were little things she used to do for me…she would give me her barrette when we were out and it was windy to keep the hair out of my face" the girl pulled the clip out of her hair, and stared at it. "Little things like that…I never thanked her for little things like that. Sometimes it would get on my nerves, you know. Like she was treating me like her little sister. And I…" the girl blushed. "…I was in love with her, and here she was treating me like her little sister who was unable to keep her hair out of her face."
Only Hisoka's eyes grew at the girl's declaration. This girl was in love with the other one?
"…but mostly it just made me happy…when she would lean close to me to clip my hair…or whatever. I knew that for that second, she was focused on me. For that second she was close to me. For that second. And I never thanked her for those seconds. Maybe if I had been able to thank her for those seconds, I would have gathered the courage to tell her I loved her. But then…I…now it's too late. And you want me to go now, and I can't go now…I need her to know!"
Hisoka tried to come up with a nice way to say it…and he was surprised when Tsuzuki of all people, bluntly pointed out. "You can't go back. Maybe there are things you should have said, that you didn't. But you can't stay here, because you can't go back." Tsuzuki stepped in front of her. "What you can do is say goodbye, and wish her well, and let her know you're watching over her" he looked down, causing the girl to do so to. She nodded. She would leave the barrette for her friend…her love. "You know how you felt…maybe a part of her will realize it one day. But…"
"I can't go back" the girl's tears fell to the ground. "I should have thanked her."
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You're so mean!
Tatsumi was in a rotten mood the rest of the day because of those three simple, childish words. And he was in the right! So why was it that whenever Tsuzuki would throw his tantrums at Tatsumi, that it was always Tatsumi who stayed in a bad mood the rest of the day. Tsuzuki had probably forgotten all about it by now.
Tatsumi opened the gate which led to his home. Freezing.
Tsuzuki slowly stood from the porch, watching as Tatsumi made his way towards him.
"What is wrong?"
Tsuzuki stared at Tatsumi.
He didn't see Tatsumi nearly as much as he used to since Tatsumi became the secretary. In a way, it was like they had two completely different lives that just intersected sometimes.
Yet, even though his and Tatsumi's lives weren't exactly the same anymore, Tatsumi was often the first one there when Tsuzuki needed him. To help protect him from Muraki, for example. To help him process what had happened with Muraki, for example. It was odd how sometimes Tsuzuki would think of Tatsumi and then open his eyes to find Tatsumi was there.
He thanked Tatsumi for those times. But…
Tatsumi's eyes grew as Tsuzuki flung himself into his arms.
Tsuzuki had never thanked him for the little things.
He never thanked him for wiping his face, or straightening his tie.
There were these little things that Tatsumi would do for him. Sure, sometimes it was annoying. Sometimes it bugged Tsuzuki that Tatsumi treated him like a child
When he wanted Tatsumi to see him as a man.
But the fact was that Tatsumi would do these little things for Tsuzuki, and Tsuzuki wanted him to most of the time. Hisoka knew it, and in saying it aloud, he had forced Tsuzuki to admit it.
And the girl that he and Hisoka helped cross over today just showed Tsuzuki how important these things were.
"Tsuzuki…" Tatsumi continued to sort of struggle.
Half-heartedly.
"We're in public…"
Those little things allowed Tsuzuki to be Tatsumi's focus for a second. Allowed Tsuzuki to be close to Tatsumi for a second.
"Tsuzuki…let go…"
Tsuzuki should thank Tatsumi for those little things. Maybe if he was able to thank him for those little things, he would be able to gather the courage to tell him…
That he loved him.
But Tsuzuki couldn't thank him. Couldn't find the courage. Even though he knew that one day any opportunity might slip away, his fear of a broken heart kept him silent. Tsuzuki tightened his grip around Tatsumi. "You smell nice" he mumbled.
"Thank you?" Tatsumi answered cautiously, not knowing exactly what to say. Tsuzuki must have had a really bad day to be here, hugging him out in public.
Why look a gift horse in the mouth, though. He cleared his throat and returned Tsuzuki's hold.
Nice…and warm…Tsuzuki nuzzeled closer and Tatsumi grew bright red. Fearing that if they stayed this way much longer, he may lose control of his senses completely…
"If you let me go, I will make dinner for you."
"Can I have a desert!" Tsuzuki stared up at Tatsumi, blinking happily, his arms lingering around Tatsumi's waist. He loved Tatsumi's cooking! And his deserts were even better! "I promise to eat nice and slow!"
In all honestly, he didn't mind wiping Tsuzuki's face at all. As much as Tatsumi mumbled about it, he hoped that never came the where Tsuzuki's manners and appearance left Tatsumi with nothing to fix
With no way to touch him.
Because, for those seconds, he allowed himself to outright focus on Tsuzuki. He allowed himself to be close to Tsuzuki for those seconds.
And he never wanted to give those seconds up.
Tatsumi flashed a rare smile. "Eat how you will. We won't be out in public" Tatsumi opened his door and Tsuzuki bound happily in.
And it had been only then that Tsuzuki had released his hold on Tatsumi. Yet, the red in Tatsumi's cheeks stayed for awhile longer.
The racing of his heart stayed even after Tsuzuki headed home.