Title: If You See a Shooting Star
Chapter 2: If You Call My Name
Beta: n/a

Author: Harper Hisoka
Warning: Shonen Ai/Yaoi, dark themes, I don't own the series.

Series: Yami no Matsui
Pairing: Tsuzuki x Hisoka

Summary: While Muraki had Hisoka captured under the light of red moon, what happened to Hisoka remains a mystery. His powers are suddenly on the fritz, memories are coming back to haunt him and Tsuzuki is the only one that can get close to Hisoka.

On one of the first assignments Tsuzuki and I were sent on, I managed to screw it up. Muraki, a horrible doctor from my past, captured me. He had me under a trance before I could process what was going on. I could see what happened next, but my body was frozen. Falling backwards, Muraki caught me in his arms holding me gently like a precious doll. Then... the last thing I saw was the red moon glowing brightly above me.

Tsuzuki, you must have realized by now this is a trap. It has to be. Muraki hasn't done anything to me yet but... I fear he will come for me soon. Its a feeling I get, a strong feeling that... I'm afraid of. Tsuzuki, he's is an obsessive man! Please, please Tsuzuki for your sake and mine, get away from him as soon as you can. I'll be fine.... I'll... be fine, I promise...

I love you...

-Hisoka, a letter sent to Tsuzuki in secret via messenger bird-

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"A giant bird of fire rose above me and Tsuzuki, a powerful summon to combat the fiery columns Muraki wielded against us. The place went up in flames and than Tsuzuki carried me home in his arms."
-Hisoka Kurosaki

"Hisoka. Hisoka..." a gentle voice called out his name both gentle and worried. "Wake up..."

Hisoka opened his eyes almost immediately recognizing the small home he lived in but it took longer to process everything else. It was like a blanket of clouds that slowly disappeared before his eyes. The warm, light morning air blew in through the open window nearby; while a quiet tranquility seemed to settle around them. Only the sounds from the peppy, chirping birds about could be heard.

His head felt light and sitting up just proved to reassure him that the house was probably not the cause for the room spinning around him. Almost immediately Tsuzuki grabbed Hisoka's shoulders; pulling him close to his body. "Hisoka. Hisoka, calm down. You're safe now. It'll-"

"Tsu.. zuki?" The arms around him felt comforting, familiar unlike like the witch hair, the tight, pulling, bleeding thread. Images came flooding his mind and Hisoka only tried to nestle his head further against that reassuring, strong embrace. Tsuzuki continued to hold Hisoka in his arms. "Tsu... Tsuzuki..."

Hisoka wanted to repeat his name but he couldn't choke out any more words. The rest came in the tears that stung the various cuts on his face. Tsuzuki's white dress shirt, the body underneath that shirt, something about those two things was both upsetting and calming at the same time. Words of soothing, similar one would say to a sick child, were unconsciously waving through Tsuzuki's mind, though he really wasn't sure what he could say that would really be of help right then. Big hands gently weaved their way through fine dark blonde hair. Tsuzuki shook his head and sighed, before laying down the beautifully sleeping young man on the bed. Many days went by where the same thing would happen time and again but to Tsuzuki, it didn't matter. Besides that, he managed to get time off work to be there.

Two weeks flew by quickly. Tsuzuki thought about what his friends were doing at work right now but at the same time had no intention on check up on them to find out. He practically had to throw a fit just to get the extended time off, though in the end he wasn't quite sure if they did it because of the tantrum, or because they knew how important Hisoka was to Tsuzuki. Considering also that he probably would be too distracted by Hisoka's condition to focus on anything work related seemed to somehow factor its way in to that equation. Right now, however, the boss seemed to have gotten it in his head that Tsuzuki wasn't doing (enough) paperwork during his 'time off' since a loud, argumentative phone call resounded though the house. Tsuzuki later claims that the boss was just too lazy to do his own work (and that he was never assigned to do any), but neither side gave in to the other. So Tsuzuki had piles of paper stacked to the ceiling for him when he would finally made it back to work.

The first sounds Hisoka woke up to was a conversation he decidedly did not want to be a part of whether it be listening to it or well, listening to it. Slowly sitting up, his head, while feeling better still wanted to protest in pain at the sudden movement. From the open bedroom door a view of what looked like part of Tsuzuki's coat peeked out from the hallway. Immediately the small 'pain' he felt in his head grew increasingly worse. What's more, his mood about how loud Tsuzuki was being seeming to increase with the pain. In general, his mood dropped steadily even though he wasn't angry with anything in particular.

Grabbing his head, Hisoka leaned over in immense pain. Times like these were the moments where Hisoka wished his ability to sense the emotions of others could be turned on and off. In moments of extreme stress, he also possessed the ability to physically harm people and objects without having to touch them. These two things combined made him wary of usually, crowds and large gatherings. With his recent experience at Muraki's hand, however, his abilities seem to have heightened to a level his mind couldn't process. This time, he couldn't ignore it, or keep the feelings under control. The wave of emotions, like anger, would affect him for a decent amount of time despite if the party responsible had calm down or not.

Waves of pain that shoot through Hisoka's head released themselves in a physical manner; destroying any surrounding windows and breakable items. Glass shards rained across the floor along with various broken vases and lamps but the outburst didn't alleviate the pressure he still felt in his head. He couldn't control it or calm himself down. The anger Tsuzuki released a moment ago didn't want to escape its prison in his mind so easily. The noise brought Tsuzuki running frantically into the room, dropping his phone on the floor with his boss still yelling at him through the other end. Tsuzuki momentarily froze once he entered the room as he scanned the destroyed area; the cause came from Hisoka, no question but he wondered why.

"GAAAAH! Tsu... tsuzuki!" A voice that called for help broke Tsuzuki free from the shock and ran towards his partner.

"Hisoka! Hisoka," Tsuzuki knelt beside in the bed in hopes that maybe, for him, he would calm down. "What's-" Were the only words he got out, until another wave of anger shot through the room; essentially throwing Tsuzuki harshly against the far wall. "TSUZUKI!!"

"Tsuzuki! Tsuzuki..." Hisoka cried out, "What's happening to me? Why... why is this so..." Mid sentence the pain had stopped completely. Tsuzuki took this pause to rush to the bed catching Hisoka in his arms before he fell backwards onto the bed. Nothing but worry crossed his face, worried for Hisoka and also... Deep inside he felt a new twitch of anger starting to grow; an anger spawned directly against Muraki.

Tsuzuki stroked the fine, if somewhat mussed up hair through his hands and exhaled a sigh of relief. When he saw Hisoka responding to his touch, the could tell the pain he felt was, hopefully, completely gone. "Tsuzuki.... what's.. happening to me?" He snuggled closer to Tsuzuki's chest; Hisoka's quick breathing and sweating, along with what felt like a high tempture pointed towards a fever. Whatever Muraki's plans, he secretly hoped that killing Hioska wasn't anywhere in his morbid plans.

Tsuzuki placed light, soothing kisses against Hisoka's forehead. "I promise," he said, "I'll find out what Muraki did to you. I will help you through this, I will. I'll be right beside you, all the way."

"I love you, Tsuzuki." a quiet voice responded back. "So much..."

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