---X---Chapter 4
Hisoka and Tatsumi came up to the all too familiar building that had been an important part of their past. They walked around to the back, seeing Muraki's only friend Oriya. He turned around, his long brown hair flying up as he heard their footsteps. He brought his katana down as he saw who it was, a small knowledgeable grin on his face. "I haven't seen you two for awhile. How are you?"
"Cut the crap Oriya. We know you know where Muraki is," Hisoka growled.
A look of surprise and hurt crossed his face. "What? I don't know what you're talking about. Muraki hasn't contacted me at all lately."
"Let me handle this," Tatsumi said quietly, taking a step closer. "Oriya, once more Muraki has captured Tsuzuki, and once more, we would like to know where he is. If you don't tell us, we're going to have to force the answer."
Oriya smiled, his dark eyes glowing. "You're not much different than last time, and I'm glad you still love your friend very much. But, you're too late. The reason why he was captured is going to take place tonight at the central church. If you go, you better take caution, otherwise you'll get killed. It's at midnight; you should show up at 12:01. It'll be for your safety."
With that he turned and left, sheathing his sword. He headed back toward the building, not looking back over his shoulder.
Slightly confused, Tatsumi and Hisoka turned around and departed, thinking. "I wonder why it's at midnight tonight," Tatsumi wondered aloud.
"I think it's because tonight the spirits leave from this world and go back to their own, and pass through the church, including demons."
Tatsumi looked at the teen, curiosity on his own face. "And you know this how?"
Hisoka gave a small smile. "I had to do a history project on it, for extra credit in eighth grade. It was pretty cool and I actually learned a lot."
"And that information is going to come in handy. Come on, let's go set up a plan for the church."
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Tsuzuki was forced to put on a white robe, his hands moving automatically, as if the wind was helping move them. He saw the day continue on, the sun set, and once more the darkness came. Muraki himself put on white robes, Tsuzuki following him to his car, and drove to another building, the lost violet eyes barely taking in the church. He followed Muraki in when told, and watched the doctor set things up, who checked his watch often, more and more as time wore on.
He set up a table with a white cloth, a bowl of water, red candles, and a book on top. He made a special bench for Tsuzuki to lie on once it was time. Finally, the doctor lit the candles, telling Tsuzuki to lie on the bench. "It's time now, my minion, soon my master."
