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A/N: I am not going to rate this who story thing M at the moment although this particular chapter (because of one paragraph) is bordering on the M rating. It is my hope that I do not offend anyone with this, and that it is artistically written enough that you know what is going on without me having to use stronger words to get my point across.
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Building Bridges
Hisoka had never been the kind of person who would open up easily to anyone. Even those that he worked with knew very little about the enigma that walked among them under the disguise of a young emerald eyed boy. His frosty glares managed to stop all people who even thought of getting close to him dead in their tracks, while the metallic wall that he set up around his heart managed as a fail safe should any one person manage to get by.
Even when he was alive Hisoka was segregated from people in general, partly because of his parents and partly because of his dislike for humans and their prying natures. He couldn't understand what was so interesting about him that it made people want to get to know him better. For what reason would people want to open the scares of past wounds, why was it that the seemed to hunger for some kind of emotional blood from him?
Hisoka knew that it was nothing more than his fear of getting hurt again that made him push people away, even people who have been nothing more than supporting of him, especially when he needed it. There were few people that could boast that they knew anything about the boy, other than the information that was in his file and even that was kept privet, known only to a handful and uttered by no one lest they have to deal with the wrath of the ice prince that it concerned.
And for that reason there were days like today where the only person who was bold enough (or perhaps it is more akin to idiotic enough) to approach the youth was his partner. Tsuzuki had, for as long as Hisoka could remember, been the only person in his afterlife that he had managed to place any trust in. It was kind of a subconscious thing for the two of them now, they had been working with one another for an upwards of thirty years now. In those years of cases that would test the limits of not only their own sanity but the bond that did manage to grow between them, both found that they were in some way drawn to the other. They learned how to do things such as read the emotions of the other, even if it came in the form of a stony glance or a forced smile. They knew one another like the back of their hands and perhaps it was because of this that the way their partnership was playing out on this particular night was different than the way that they had both perceived it to be in the past.
Deep pools of emerald green were locked with bright amethyst for a moment before they once again fluttered shut. Hisoka's body arched towards the sky as a gasp escaped his mouth while Tsuzuki gently placed another kiss on the corner of the sweat-soaked boy's mouth before repeating the action that caused the boy beneath him to become lost in a world of bliss and passion that would have otherwise been unknown to him.
What started off as a partnership that was built of a small bit of trust now budded into a relationship that was… built off of so much more. They were two halves of a bridge that managed to meet in the middle over the rocky waters that was the remnants of their life as well as the trials of their afterlife. Safe and sturdy in the embrace of one another they felt… no they knew that they would be able to overcome anything that came their way.