Alright it's time for the next installment of this beautiful story! I was hoping to have this up by the 5th but school got in the way. I do not own Yami no Matsuei or its characters.
Hisoka groggily pushed himself up onto his elbow and let his eyes scan the room. He had to wait a few minutes before his vision returned. Placing a hand on the bed which is now laying on its side, Hisoka pulls himself up and absorbs the damage into his eyes. Glass was scattered everywhere, all the beds were in pieces except the one he supported himself with, the nurse's desk was nothing but broken wood, and Misuzu lay on her side unconscious. Cursing under his breath Hisoka locked gazes with pitch black eyes; snout close enough to take Hisoka's head off. Slightly sliding his foot forward was not the best idea for he was thrown back into a wall. Clinging to the wall Hisoka looked this thing over; a dog. Or what seemed to be a dog. Standing over Misuzu was a deformed beast; green slime oozed out from its pores, its left eye hung out from the socket watching the girl beneath it. The paws had skin flapping lose whenever it moved while its legs were bent in toward itself. Hisoka jumped when a small growl left the new threat's snout causing him to notice yellowish red saliva drip from its mouth. The boy quickly grabbed a gun from his uniform and shot at the dog's head when it tried to grab Misuzu's neck. Howling in pain it slung its head back which made drool land on the floor; the floor bubbled before dissolving.
"Acid drool?" Hisoka question allowed completely done with this whole situation. One moment he was being hugged by Misuzu then the next a decaying dog the size of two tigers combined smashes through the window. Snapping its head at Hisoka it charges only allowing another shot, but this time taking out the eye still attached in the socket. A loud whimper came from the beast; in defense teeth sunk into Hisoka's shoulder. Crying out in pain, Hisoka shots the dog multiple times in the head. Its grip only got stronger. Trying to get free Hisoka releases an energy shock form his body directing it into the dog's. The dog releases with a whine before dashing out the window. Hisoka slides to the floor cupping his wound and stares at the girl before him. Blood rushed down her forehead.
"What happened?!" Looking up Hisoka sees the nurse. He didn't say anything; he just sat their panting.
Hisoka flinches at the doctor's touch and glares at the man. He would heal soon and saw no reason why he had to play patient, but as the doctor wrapped Hisoka's wounds he placed pressure causing pain. Watching the door he expected Tsuzuki to run in worrying like he always does, though to Hisoka's surprise the doctor who went with Misuzu walks in.
"I need you to verify something for me." He says to Hisoka ignoring the other doctor.
"What is it?"
"The events that went on in that infirmary." Hisoka held his tongue, not knowing how to explain. How could he explain? We were attacked by a dying dog; that wouldn't go over well.
"I told you, I don't remember," he lied.
"You better not be lying." Hisoka felt the irritation the doctor was leaking; he was tired of patients coming from Fujimoto high.
"How is… Kazutaka?"
"She'll be fine after some rest… Though I am not sure about…"
"About what?" Hisoka urges while putting his shirt back on while his doctor returns his toys to the shelf.
"Her right eye was pierced with glass; we're not sure if she'll be able to see in it or not."
"When will you be able to tell?"
"When the bandages come off." Both doctors leave when Tsuzuki busts into the room.
"Hisoka!" he cries trying to hug his partner. Hisoka manages to dodge the unwanted affection. "Don't be mean! I was so worried about you."
"My wounds will heal soon… Tsuzuki we have a real problem at that school."
"What happened?" Once they know no one is listening Hisoka explains how both him and Misuzu got hurt. Tsuzuki listened intently. "Where is Misuzu now?" Hisoka looks to the door when Tsuzuki's thoughts were blocked from him. Standing there was Misuzu, bandages wrapped around her head while covering only her right eye.
"Would you two like to explain what the fuck that was?"
"What do you think?" Hisoka prompts.
"Good question Kurosaki. I'd like to know myself. Even since you two came that thing has followed me everywhere I go." Tsuzuki blinks a couple of times
"Wait you've seen it before Misuzu?"
"Yes."
"You should have said something."
"I've been the only one to see it. Everyone else thought I was crazy. So why is it you saw it Kurosaki? And why should I have said anything to you Asato sensei?" He gives Misuzu a nervous laugh before sighing.
"Hisoka and I did not transfer to Fujimoto high for normal reasons… We came to investigate the strange deaths there."
"… You mean you two are detectives?"
"No Kazutaka. We are shinigami, guardians of death." Hisoka states.
Blood leads a pair of legs to an ally. Approaching the source whimpering could be heard. Light zips by trying to locate the noise. Soon a dog is spotted lying on broken mattresses, green slime and blood mixed together staining the bed. Its half detached eye locks on to the person and begins to whimper more. A hand gently runs along the dog's back, knocking of rotten flesh; the dog rubs against the hand trying to steal warmth.
"Shh it's alright. You did a good job sweetie, and will be rewarded soon." The dog whines. "Yes you'll be fixed up in just a little while. I promise I won't leave you in pain." A free hand sinks into a pocket and pulls out a phone; clicking it open a number is dialed.
"I assume you have news for me," came a very calm and sadistic voice from the other end.
"Yes sir I do. Kite has found the child you were looking for, although he was wounded pretty badly."
"I see. Please bring him here; we don't want him departing anytime soon. Another thing do keep an eye on my toy, it would be a shame to lose it again. However if you harm my precious doll your life shall be mine."
"Understood sir."
"One more thing, Hisoka Kurosaki is mine. Make sure you do not become attached to him, Sayori."
"… Yes sir, I promise." Sayori hangs the phone up and lets a shiver slide down her back; she could see his grin even through the phone. "I promise, but I will not keep that promise. I already have my sights on him." Sayori whispers before planting a kiss on Kite's ripped and pussing snout.