It had been nine years since the Kurosaki twins had been taken in. Hisoka still looked like death was upon him compared to Hijiri. Both hated being in the adoption center, although Hijiri had taken up violin lessons. Multiple people had come to adopt them but would want only one. They would act as if they hated the people and would threaten them until one day.
" Hisoka, Hijiri. You have a visitor. He seems like a good man who is willing to adopt you both. Please behave." Rin asked pushing a greyish red streak of hair behind her ear.
" Yeah, yeah." Hisoka muttered not bothering to look up from his book.
" Alright!" Hijiri smiled as he began to put his violin away.
Rin grinned and walked out of the room to fetch who-ever was to see them. A young man walked in, his eyes a deep violet. His hair was dark brown like Hijiri's.
" Excuse me." The man said as he shut the door.
Hisoka didn't like the mysterious feeling about the man and hugged Hijiri close.
" I'm Asato Tsuzuki. I was looking into adopting you both." The man smiled foolishly.
" I'm Hijiri Kurosaki and this is my twin brother, Hisoka Kurosaki." Hijiri replied as Hisoka gripped his hand tightly and glared at the man.
" How does it sound to have a home?" Tsuzuki asked.
" Wonderful!" Hijiri replied smiling. " Don't you agree Hisoka."
" I don't like him. I'm afraid." Hisoka whispered into Hijiri's ear.
" We don't have a choice, really. If he decides to adopt us then we have to go along with it." Hijiri replied cupping Hisoka's cheek and giving him an Eskimo kiss.
" So what do you two do in your past time?" Tsuzuki asked.
" I like to play the violin, Hisoka reads, a lot." Hijiri replied.
" Do you play an instrument, Hisoka?"
" Go on Hisoka, answer him." Hijiri nudged.
" Not really." Hisoka muttered.
" He plays the piano." Hijiri corrected which earned him an elbow in the side.
" That's it. I'm adopting you two." Tsuzuki said before running out of the room.
Hisoka's heart sunk. He felt as though he would vomit. The room was spinning.
" Hisoka?" Hijiri's voice snapped him out of that state.
" Sorry it's just a big surprise." Hisoka mumbled falling back on his bed.
He sighed and closed his eyes when Rin came running in. " Woo Hoo! You two got a home! I wish you good lives. Please start packing."
" Shh. I don't think he's feeling very well. I'll pack his things for him." Hijiri said quietly.
" Okay!" Rin whispered loudly.
Hijiri began to pack what little stuff they had. Hijiri's things were put into his duffle bag and Hisoka's were put into his own. Hijiri shook Hisoka's shoulder and sighed. He picked Hisoka up and walked out of the room. He walked down to the lobby to see Tsuzuki waiting impatiently. He paid the bill and held the door open for Hijiri. He opened the car door as Hijiri laid Hisoka out in the back seat and put their bags on the floor. He shut the door and hopped in front. He put his violin case between his feet and buckled his seat belt. Tsuzuki started the car and drove off. Hisoka moaned and sat up. He suddenly felt car sick and laid back down again.
" Hisoka, are you okay?" Hijiri asked softly.
" No, I feel sick." Hisoka muttered.
" Open the window. It should help." Tsuzuki replied.
" Like I would do anything you say." Hisoka snapped. As he rolled down the window.
Tsuzuki smirked as the boy stuck his head out the window. Hisoka inhaled deeply. He fell asleep with his head out the window.
The car rolled to a stop after two hours. The house was pretty big for a man living alone. It was like a mansion.
" Hisoka. Wake up." Hijiri coaxed shaking his brother's shoulder.
" Nnn. Hijiri?" Hisoka moaned opening one eye.
" Come on. We're here."
Hisoka climbed out of the car. Hijri grabbed his bag and helped him inside.
" Do you boy's want separate rooms?" Tsuzuki asked.
" No! I refused to be separated from Hijiri!" Hisoka yelled panting.
Tsuzuki and Hijiri looked at Hisoka in awe.
" All right then follow me to your room." Tsuzuki smiled.
They walked around a series of turns and corners and up a set of stairs to a room. It was big and even had its own bathroom and balcony. Hijiri laid Hisoka on one of the beds and put their duffle bags on the other. Hijiri placed a hand on his twin's forehead.
" Hisoka, you have a fev-!" Hijiri scolded as Hisoka fainted.
" Hijiri! What's happened to him?" Tsuzuki called.
" He's empathic so he feels other's emotions as if they were his own. Sometimes he'll over load and fall unconcious." Hijiri replied softly as he unbuttoned Hisoka's shirt.
" So it's our fault?"
" Well, I'm sorry to be blunt but it's your fault. I learned to control my emotions and help him when we were kids. Could you give us a moment?" Hijiri spoke in a mild tone.
Tsuzuki rushed from the room. Hijiri watched him leave. He walked over to the other bed and went into his bag. He pulled out his midnight blue nightclothes and walked back to Hisoka. He slipped Hisoka's shirt off and slid on the new one. He unbuttoned Hisoka's jeans and slid them down his legs. He slipped on the new pair and tucked Hisoka into the bed. He folded his clothes and set them on the bed.
Hijiri walked over to a small desk in the corner. He slid a piece of paper out and a pencil and began to write.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Please look over Hisoka and I.
We really are trying our bests to get along
In our new home. Hisoka just really
Doesn't like Tsuzuki. We love you both
And wish you could be here. Hisoka and I
Wish we could see you again.
Dear God,
Please keep our parents safe up there in heaven.
We love them dearly. Please look out for Hisoka
And help him get through the transition of a
New home. Please allow Tsuzuki to learn
How to control his emotions so he doesn't
Hurt my beloved brother. I know
You'll answer my prayer because
You always do.
-Hijiri Kurosaki
Hijiri folded the letter neatly and placed it in an envelope. He pulled a packet of matches from his pocket and walked out on to the balcony. He struck the match and lit the end of the letter on fire. He watched it burn like he had many times before. This was his way of making a prayer. Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.
Knowing it was Hisoka, Hijiri turned around slowly to see the worried face of his twin.
" Prayer?" Hisoka asked softly.
" Yeah." Hijiri replied shortly as Hisoka hugged him around the waist in a childish clingy way.
" Come inside when you'e done the sun has set." Hisoka said softly wandering back inside.
After the prayer had burned out Hijiri walked back inside. He walked to where Hisoka was sleeping soundly on a bed. He smiled and got dressed in Hisoka's nightclothes. He climbed into the bed and fell asleep next to him.
Tsuzuki looked into the twins' room. He saw them lying in bed together sleeping. He smiled and walked in and sat down on Hijiri's side of the bed. He brushed locks of choclate brown hair out of Hijiri's face. He turned his attention to Hisoka. The boy slept curled in a ball hugging himself. His face was twisted into a scowl. He looked angry. Tsuzuki touched the boy's face.
Hisoka squirmed and his eyes snapped open. He looked around as sweat rolled down his face. He noticed Tsuzuki and jumped. He scowled and hugged Hijiri protectively.
" Pervert." Hisoka mouthed.
Tsuzuki shook his head vigorously. " No! I came to check on you and wake you up!" He whispered rather loudly.
Hijiri squinted and opened his eyes. Hisoka glared daggers at Tsuzuki.
" You waking up me is one thing but waking up my brother is another. Go die. That's being nice." Hisoka growled.
" Hisoka! He'll return us! Don't be mean!" Hijiri scolded huskily.
" But Hijiri! He woke you up! I know you were up late last night! It's only seven o' clock in the morning! You should've been able to sleep longer!" Hisoka cried letting tears form in his eyes.
" Hisoka, go down stairs with Tsuzuki. I can go back to sleep. It's okay." Hijiri mumbled.
" Hi-!" Hisoka was interrupted by Hijiri placing a finger on his lips and glancing at the door with a little bit of a smirk.
Hisoka understood. He slid from the bed and followed Tsuzuki down stairs. Tsuzuki went into the living room and sat down. Hisoka sat across the room from him.
" You must really love your brother, huh?" He asked softly.
" He's the only family I have. He's always taken care of me since we were little. I love him more than anything. I would rather get raped by demons than allow him to get hurt." Hisoka muttered fingering the hem of his nightshirt.
" That's serious. Raped by demons? Where did you come up with that?" Tsuzuki asked.
" Don't tell Hijiri. I don't want him to find out. A possible adopter was seeing and us the man wanted to 'interview' us separtatly. I had a really bad feeling about it. He took me first. We were sitting down when he started to put the moves on me. I was only thirteen. He raped me there. I screamed and fought but I couldn't get away. The man's wounds I inflicted on him healed almost immediately. I thought about him being an evil demon and came up with that vow." Hisoka explained in almost a whisper.
" I think you should tell Hijiri." Tsuzuki replied.
" I can't! He'd be devastated!" Hisoka yelled. " I told you I would rather be raped again by demons than have anything happen to him!"
" What do you mean, 'Again'?" Hijiri asked rubbing his eyes.
" Hijiri!" Hisoka whispered.
He closed his eyes and bolted out of the living room. He ran to the door and ran outside. He ran through the forest in the rain. He tripped on a small fallen tree and fell into a small stream. He sat there and cried.
" Hisoka! Hey! Brother!? Where are you Hisoka!" Hijiri's voice resounded.
Hijiri darted through the rain looking for his twin. He started to panic when no reply came. He ran screaming for his brother. He suddenly heard sobbing coming from the stream. He looked over the side of the small enbankment and saw Hisoka sitting in the stream crying like a child.
" Hisoka!" Hijiri cried jumping into the stream as well.
He held Hisoka by the shoulders at arms' length. Hisoka just cried.
" Hisoka, what's wrong? What did you mean again? Tell me! We're brothers, twins after all." Hijiri asked wiping at Hisoka's tears.
" Mr. Kazutaka, He raped me while he was 'interviewing' me for an adoption." Hisoka cried suddenly.
" Back when we were thirteen?! Hisoka, why didn't you tell me?" Hijiri replied crying himself.
" Because…Because I thought you would hate me and abandon me!"
" I would never, ever do that. I love you so much." Hijiri replied.
" Do you hate me now?" Hisoka asked sadly.
" No! I love you I will never stop loving you."
" Me too. I'll never hate you."
Hijiri hugged Hisoka tightly to his chest. They sat crying and hugging for sometime.
" We should be getting back. I'm sure Tsuzuki is worried." Hijiri said standing up.
" Agreed." Hisoka sniffed.
They began to climb the steep bank, digging their fingers and toes into the hard packed mud. They hurried back to the house and spotted Tsuzuki in the doorway searching for them with his eyes. When his gazed landed on them he rushed out and pulled his coat over their heads.
" Oh thank God. I was so worried. You two hadn't come back so I started to get scared that one of you was hurt. I'm glad to see you're okay. Are you both still on good terms?" Tsuzuki informed them.
" Yes!" Hijiri hugged Hisoka.
" Good. Hisoka, you can come talk with Hijiri or me whenever you need something or need to get something off your chest. Same goes to you Hijiri." Tsuzuki closed the door behind the sopping wet boys.
Hijiri clung to Hisoka's arm and looked up at him from his crouched position. " I love you, Hisoka."
" Love you too." Hisoka replied blushing.
" You two need a bath." Tsuzuki pointed out.
Hijiri and Hisoka striped their wet clothes off and made their way upstairs to take a bath together. Hijiri took one first on Hisoka's command. Hisoka leaned his head against the side of the porcleain tub. Hiriji blew bubbles in his face to stop him from staring at the water in a daydream.
" Having to take a bath with me in the room, is it weird?" Hisoka asked softly.
" No, because you are my beloved twin brother." Hijiri replied.
Hisoka looked up as Hijiri pulled himself from the water and hugged Hisoka. The younger boy seemed frightened at the sudden contact but relaxed.
" If you want you can get in with me." Hijiri tempted. " I wouldn't mind it." He added hinting.
" If it's what you want then I don't see a problem with it." Hisoka said softly before sliding his under pants off. He stepped into the water and sat down. He drew his legs up to his chest.
" Just like the old days, huh?" Hijiri stated wiping a tear from his eyes.
" Hijiri what's wrong!?" Hisoka exclaimed.
" It's nothing, I just got soap in my eye and holy hell does it hurt." Hijiri laughed rubbing his eye.
Hisoka eyed the boy and set his head on his knees. He began to sob.
" Hisoka! What's the matter, what's bugging you!?" Hijiri exclaimed scuttling over to Hisoka.
" I'm afraid!"
" Of what?"
" I don't know! I'm just getting an aching feeling in my chest! I don't understand!"
The bathroom door opened to reveal Tsuzuki carrying two towels and a wash cloth. He dropped them on the floor and rushed to Hisoka.
" What's wrong, Hisoka!?" Tsuzuki yelled in a concerned way.
No answer. Hisoka sobbed as Tsuzuki rubbed his backing soothingly. Hijiri tried to lift his brother's head and kiss his forehead.
" Hisoka why don't you wash up and come get something to eat?" Hijiri suggested as Hisoka grabbed his hand.
" Don't leave me, Hijiri!" Hisoka's eyes were wide with fear, he trembled nonstop. Hijiri had never seen Hisoka this worked up.
" I won't." Hijiri reassured.
Out of couriosity Hijiri placed a hand on Hisoka's forehead. " Just as I expected, a fever." He added.
" It's not my fault! I just, I just!" Hisoka sobbed. " I'm sorry!"
" What're you apologizing for!? You're sick, you shouldn't apologize for something stupid like that!" Hijiri scolded in a soft way.
" I'm sorry!" Hisoka sniffed.
" Tsuzuki are you feeling alright?" Hijiri asked suspiciously.
" I do feel a little ill."
" Sad, scared?"
" Well I'm a little scared that you two will end up hating me…" Tsuzuki trailed off.
" Go! For a little while." Hijiri commanded pointing.
Tsuzuki walked out of the bathroom hurriedly. Hisoka began to calm down and finally he was able to wash up and get dressed. They walked down stairs and Hijiri made his emotions smother Tsuzuki's. Tsuzuki had made breakfast and served Hisoka who was rubbing a sore eye.
" Here you go, Soka'!" Tsuzuki sang.
" Call me that again and I will rip your tongue out. Then I will rip the lower half of your jaw completely off." Hisoka warned with an icy glare.
Tsuzuki shivered under his gaze. He gave the next plate to Hijiri.
" Here, Hijiri." He sulked and nugded the plate towards him.
" You can give me a nickname. I don't mind. I'm not Hisoka." Hijiri smiled warmly.
" Hiji!" Tsuzuki smiled excitedly in return.
" No." Hisoka commented looking at his plate full of mush.
" Hisoka!" Hijiri scolded.
" I don't want anyone calling you anything else but your name!" Hisoka slammed his hands on the table as he stood up yelling.
" It's my choice! If he wants to call me by a nickname it's fine!" Hijiri did the samething as Hisoka.
" Hijiri! I should have a say! One it's disrespectful and two I don't like it!" Hisoka replied in a yell.
" You won't have a say in it! He's calling me by a nickname, not you!" Hijiri fought back.
" Return me to the orphanage at once!" Hisoka said before running out of the room.
" Oh no. Look what I've done." Tsuzuki commented.
" You didn't do a thing. It was my fault. I hate when I hurt him. Just to let you know he probably won't come out of our room for a few days or he'll try to walk back." Hijiri replied sadly.
Hisoka ran out of the house. He ran across the yard and into the forest. It was all he could do to keep himself from crying. He hated fighting with Hijiri. He suddenly tripped and fell into a tree. His right shoulder was scraped up and was going to bruise. He twisted his left ankel and bruised the ribs on both sides. He was definitely beaten up.
Hisoka tried to stand up and walk but his ankel hurt too much. He gasped at the thought of being alone.
" Tsuzuki! Hijiri! Help me! I need help!" Hisoka yelled.
After at least a half an hour of yelling Hisoka gave up and fell unconcious in the pouring rain. It pelted roughly against his body.
Hijiri began to worry. Hisoka had been gone far too long. He looked at the clock and stood up. He ran outside and began to look around. He got more and more frantic as more and more time lasped. Finally he ran into the forest and ran around long enough to find Hisoka's beaten body lying on the ground. He felt as though it was his fault for Hisoka's state.
Hijiri picked up his brother's body and began to walk back to the house. When he saw Tsuzuki in the doorway he began to sob. He ran into the house and to their room. He lightly set Hisoka on the bed and closed the door. He began to rid Hisoka of his clothes carefully. First he saw Hisoka's bloody shoulder. He whimper and pulled his shirt all the way off. Hijiri set a cold hand on Hisoka's ribs and bit his lower lip to prevent himself from screaming.
Hisoka squeazed his eyes tighter then opened them. He noticed Hijiri and turned his head.
" Hijiri, I'm sor-!" Hisoka was interupted by Hijiri placing a finger on his lips.
" Don't apologize! It was my fault! I hurt you again! I hate when I do! Will you forgive me?" Hijiri asked as tears fell from his eyes.
" Of course! I love you more than anything in this entire world! Nothing you do will ever make me hate you! I will always forgive you so you don't need to ask my forgiveness or even apologize!" Hisoka replied struggling to sit up to hug his twin.
" I love you too! So much!" Hijiri sobbed leaning down to hug Hisoka.
They stayed like that for sometime. Hijiri finally broke the hug and began to rumage through his bag for something. He found a roll of bandages and set them on the bed beside Hisoka. He began to wrap Hisoka's shoulder in them. When he was finished he helped Hisoka into a pair of dry jeans and a faded green button-up shirt.
They walked down stairs, Hisoka clinging to Hijiri's arm. Tsuzuki poked his head around the corner and smiled to see both boys together. He trod up to Hisoka and patted the boy's damaged shoulder.
" Ngh!" Hisoka cried out falling to the floor clutching his limb.
" Hisoka!" Tsuzuki called astonished at the boy's reaction.
" He'll be all right. He's just in a bit of pain." Hijiri replied helping Hisoka to his feet.
" What happened!?" Tsuzuki asked concerned.
" I don't think he'd appreciate me telling you, I'll let him tell you if he want's to." Hijiri replied.
" Hisoka?"
" No. I'm not telling you, you idiot." Hisoka growled.
Hisoka turned around and stomped back up the stairs. Halfway up, he stopped and stuck a hand in his pants pocket to check for his wallet. When he felt it there and backed down the stairs. He walked to the door, Tsuzuki and Hijiri trailing behind, and put on his shoes and coat.
" Hey, Idiot. Where's the nearest town?" Hisoka asked grimly.
" About two miles away, why?" Tsuzuki asked.
" My business is my business." Hisoka replied.
" Hisoka if you plan on walking, you shouldn't go alone. What if someone tries to kidnap you? You're injured!" Hijiri cried out putting his own shoes on.
" Hijiri, I'll be fine. You don't need to come along. I don't want to burden you." Hisoka replied placing and hand on Hijiri's shoulder and the other cupping his cheek, sweeping his thumb through his hair.
" It'll burden me more to know you're going out on your own. You know that even men think we're beautiful! You could get kidnapped! Then raped again! I wouldn't be able to bear it if you were kidnapped or worse, raped! I need you at my side no matter what! Let me come with you! Please!" Hijiri begged as tears fell from his eyes.
" I can't let you! I don't-! I can't-! I just…Just!" Hisoka shook his head vigorously as head hugged Hijiri tightly.
" Please, I'm begging you! Please don't go alone! I'll worry about you!" Hijiri sobbed.
" Alright." Hisoka replied wiping Hijiri's tears.
" Why don't I drive you?" Tsuzuki exclaimed.
" Hell no! I'd rather die!" Hisoka yelled defensively.
" Hisoka, we won't have to walk as far." Hijiri tempted.
" Fine but drop us off at the edge of town. I don't want to be seen with an idiot like you." Hisoka growled.
" Sure!" Tsuzuki smiled.
All three walked out the door after Tsuzuki put on his shoes and coat and grabbed his keys. They back out of the driveway and sped off down the road. At the edge of town Tsuzuki pulled over.
" Pfffffsh!" He imitated a bus.
Hisoka rolled his eyes and got out and helped Hijiri out. They watched Tsuzuki wave and pull away. Hisoka turned around and began to walk into town. Hijiri was quick to grab Hisoka's coat sleeve. They walked around looking at shops and businesses in the small old-fashioned town.
" Hisoka, what're you looking for in specific?" Hijiri asked as they passed a small alley-way full of homeless, scary, looking men.
" A bookstore." Hisoka replied.
" A bookstore?" Hijiri repeated.
They walked a little farther down the road and came to a bookstore. Hisoka gave a contented sigh and darted in. Hijiri followed soon after. Hisoka walked into a fictional section and began to browse. Hijiri picked up a book and put it down when he read the back and it said something about sex and incest. He began to think. What if Hisoka and I got into a sexual relationship? How would it affect us? Tsuzuki? How would it affect him? Hijiri thought to himself when a hand was placed on his shoulder. He whipped around wide-eyed to see Hisoka concentrating on his face.
" Come on, Hijiri. I've picked out a few books that I thought I might like. Let's get going." Hisoka said quietly.
" Mm." Hijiri hummed.
They walked to the cash register and Hisoka paid for his books. He walked out and he handed Hijiri a book. Hijiri looked at it and gasped.
" Hisoka! You didn't!" Hijiri exclaimed looking at his new violin book.
" I sensed you were kinda down so I thought I would help bring up your spirits." Hisoka replied with a little bit of a smiled.
" Thank you so much, Hisoka!" Hijiri replied smiling as he planted his teary face into Hisoka's chest.
Hisoka patted the boy's hair lovingly. " What's up with the tears? It's just a book." Hisoka laughed hugging his twin close.
" Thank you so much! I'll treasure it for the rest of my life." Hijiri said nuzzling into Hisoka's embrace.
They walked towards where Tsuzuki was supposed to pick them up when they over heard some girls talking.
" Are they twins?"
" They're so beautiful!"
" They aren't from around here, are they!?"
" I hear Tsuzuki adopted some new children. I personally like the darker haired one."
" I agree!"
" Me too!"
Hijiri blushed and walked over to the girls.
" I couldn't help but over hear your conversation." Hijiri said in a charming manner.
" Y-yeah?" One of the girls stuttered.
" I am Hijiri Kurosaki. It's a pleasure to meet you." Hijiri bowed his head slightly.
" P-pleasures all ours!"
Hisoka walked over to Hijiri and tugged on his sleeve. He gave the older boy a longing look.
" Introduce yourself first." Hijiri replied.
" I'm Hisoka Kurosaki." Hisoka said in a bored manner.
" I like the darker one better!" The girls cried out hugging Hijiri.
They began to fawn over the boy.
" Paws off! This is why I hate girls! He's my brother so back off!" Hisoka yelled.
" Hisoka! Stop it!" Hijiri cried out catching his brother's hand as he reached out to slap one of the girl's away.
" So, they take presidence over me, huh?" Hisoka replied with his bangs over his face.
" Hisoka!" Hijiri called as Hisoka bolted off.
" He doesn't matter. Just hang out with us. He obviously doesn't care about you." One of the girls replied snarkily.
" Your wrong! He loves me like no one else. He's the only family I have! I won't let anyone get in the way of that! I hate people like you who judge him on stupid appearance and the way he acts for other people." Hijiri glared at the girls.
He ran off after Hisoka. He turned into a deserted street when someone caught his wrist. Hijiri came around with his hand and back handed whoever was behind him with a hollar of surprise. He opened his eyes to reveal Hisoka's pained face.
" I suppose I deserved that." He muttered turning around.
" Hisoka! I'm sorry! I didn't expect it to be you." Hijiri gasped.
" It's fine. Let's go home. I'm hungry and tired." Hisoka muttered.
Hijiri follwed behind as they reached the edge of town. They saw Tsuzuki sitting in his car banging on the steering wheel like they were the drums. He was singing and shaking his head like an idiot.
Hisoka opened the door and Hijiri got in. Then he hopped in and slammed the door with a metal clunk. Tsuzuki began to drive off. Hisoka laid his head against the window. Hijiri placed a hand on his shoulder. Hisoka looked at him as Hijiri laid him down across the backseat, his head in Hijiri's lap.
Hisoka smiled and fell asleep.