Chapter10! Enjoy!

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Don't say you love me because I might do something crazy like believe it

-AUTHOR UNTRACEABLE-

"HISOKA!" he could only watched as his beloved been taken away right in front of his eyes. Reve's anxious eyes stared at him before glaring at the bright sky. Tsuzuki stared helplessly at the two. He was too shocked to even think.

Somehow, something snapped inside of him. "REVE!" he screamed and launched out of the window towards them. Almost immediately, Tsuzuki's black wings released from his back began to flap. "What the-?" Reve increased his flying speed so Tsuzuki wouldn't catch him. "Is he crazy? In his form, people would see him!"

Tatsumi heard a commotion where students were gathering. He left the teachers' group and looked at what some students were pointing. His eyes widened in surprise because they were pointing to something which looked like a human with wings! And he recognized who it was almost immediately when he saw the wings. "Tsuzuki…" he whispered. But, he wasted no time. He would force Tsuzuki to explain everything to him later.

"Concealment Art, Shadow Wrap. Cover!" he whispered softly as his hands were forming signs beside him. And then, Tsuzuki disappeared. "Why are you guys so noisy about?" Watari went to the group of students. "Sensei, we saw something in the sky that looks like a human with wings!"

"Yeah! We saw it too! Maybe it's an angel because he suddenly disappeared!"

Watari laughed. "Kids these days got strong imagination. Stop messing around," he said, winking at Tatsumi. The shadow master nodded his head in gratitude.

"Reve!" Tsuzuki continued pursuing him as he increased his speed. Reve was his most clever student but a student was a student after all. He could never surpass his teacher. "Restriction Art, Confinement Law. Bind!" Reve chanted and threw the spell towards his mentor. Tsuzuki's eyes widened in surprise. 'He already mastered the Restriction Art? That's fast…but…'

"Restriction Art is one of my expertises, Reve," he replied and reached out his hand at the spell that was coming directly at him, fast. "Restriction Art, Collision Law. Ruin!" he declared and in a blink of the eye, Reve's spell had vanished before it could touch Tsuzuki. Reve cursed under his breath as he continued to fly away, holding Hisoka by the waist. "Give back Hisoka!" Tsuzuki demanded. The white-haired angel stared at him.

He realized that his mentor and the subject of his admiration was in a condition where he would do anything he said as long as Hisoka's life depended on him. But, he didn't want to witness such thing. He didn't want Tsuzuki to become that way.

"Why?"

Tsuzuki focused more. "What?"

Reve looked at him with almost tearful eyes. "Why is he so important to you?"

He stared for a while before he made himself vanished. "Concealment Art, Departure Tactic. Retreat," he whispered. Tsuzuki dashed towards him as soon as he heard the spell. "No! Reve, don't!" he reached out his hand while his eyes focused on unconscious Hisoka.

'Hisoka…'

And then, everything went blurry. He couldn't see anything and hear anything. His limbs weakened and his wings stopped moving. Before he knew it, he was plunging towards the earth head down. 'Move…' he said to himself. But even his body betrayed him. He couldn't move a muscle. His eyes slowly closed and soon, he was out cold.

Though, for a second he heard someone called him.

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It was paradise for him. He was standing in the middle of a field of flowers. Every kind of flowers was available in the garden. Petals were dancing with the wind and he thought he heard the flowers singing a song for him.

"Tsuzuki," a voice called him.

He turned around and a smile sprawled across his face. "Hisoka," he replied and took his hand, caressing the silken hand. "I thought you were gone," he said as he took the hand to his lips, kissing it tenderly. "Tsuzuki," Hisoka repeated his name as he smiled contently.

Suddenly, Hisoka pulled his hand away. Tsuzuki looked up and stared into the green orbs. "Hisoka?" he tried to reach out to Hisoka but it appeared that every time he thought he was close enough to Hisoka, the farther he seemed. "No, Hisoka! Don't go!"

"TSUZUKI!" his eyes shot opened at his name. He stared at the ceiling and felt hot liquids flowing from his eyes. He put a hand on his face and wiped it away. He noticed that he was sweating like crazy. "Tsuzuki, are you okay?" a voice took his attention. He turned to his right and saw two familiar figures sitting next to his bed. "Watari…Tatsumi-san?" he mumbled. Watari's eyes softened. "Look at you. You look miserable," he said as he gently wiped Tsuzuki's face with cool towel.

Tsuzuki weakly smiled. "What happened?" he sat up slowly. "My head hurts…" he whined. "It seems that you lost conscious after you fought with Reve," Tatsumi answered, placing his coat on his lap. "It Okita wasn't there to catch you before you hit the ground, your bones would be scattering inside your body," he added. Tsuzuki almost puked when he imagined how it would look like. "Eh? You said Okita?"

"Yo," a familiar voice greeted him. "O-Okita!?"

Okita ran his fingers through his blazing red hair. "Why are you so surprised to see me as if I've rose from the dead," he said and walked to the other side of the bed. "Why…why did you save me?" he asked, staring at his fingers gripping the sheets. Okita narrowed his eyes. "I was just passing by and I saw this really black bird fighting furiously with another white bird and when the white bird vanished, the black bird suddenly fell. I had to wonder how much stupider the black bird could get to let himself be unconscious in the air?"

Tsuzuki glared playfully at him. "So, brief me," Okita said and sat down on the bed. "Why did you let Reve took Fleurir…I mean, Hisoka away?"

"Why all of the sud-?"

Okita grabbed Tsuzuki by the collar. "Okita!" Watari and Tatsumi simultaneously shouted and stood up from their chairs. "Just answer me, you bastard!"

Tsuzuki's eyes widened. As if he had realized something. He placed a hand on Okita's shoulder. "Okita…you gave me an idea! Thanks!" he said and leaped out of bed, walking unbalanced towards the door. "Tsuzuki, where are you going? You're sick! Get back to bed!" Watari called him. "Okita," he called as he twisted the knob.

The red head angel raised a questioned brow. "WH-what?" he asked, still feeling confused.

"Arigatou."

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Hijiri sat on a big couch in their father's library. He remembered the times when Hisoka tried to force him to read more books when they were younger. And now, his Soka-chan had disappeared. Tatsumi-sensei told him that another angel kidnapped him and it wasn't Okita. He ruffled his hair with his fingers and tried to think straight.

"HIJIRI!" the shout almost made him jumped off the chair. He turned around and saw Tsuzuki panting and sweating. He stood up and advanced towards the angel. "Tsuzuki-sensei, you're okay? I heard that you fell sick-ah!" Tsuzuki collapsed on him. "Sensei!" he pushed over the brunette and saw Tsuzuki smiling at him, but with eyes full of guilt.

"Hijiri. I'm sorry," he whispered. Hijiri was mad. Yes, he was angry to the teacher earlier for failing to save his brother but his anger melted as soon as he heard Tsuzuki apologized. "It's okay, sensei. I've forgiven you already," he replied as he pushed back the wet bangs on Tsuzuki's forehead, revealing his beautiful face more.

Tsuzuki took a deep breath and sat up. "Hijiri, I need your help," he said. "Anything," he answered. "I just figured a way where we might get Hisoka back and only you can help me," Tsuzuki stared at him. "Um…you make it sounds dangerous…is it dangerous?" Hijiri leaned backwards.

The older brunette chuckled. "Not at all. It's just that I need your blood."

Hijiri tilted his head to the side. "Blood?"

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The room was dark and there was no light in it. The only light available in the room were the dimmed lights from black candles. "So…what are you supposed to be? A witch?" Okita looked around and stared at Tsuzuki who was covered with black cloak.

"Damn it, Okita! I'm trying to get in the mood here!" he replied and shrieked when Tatsumi and Watari pulled the curtains up. They then blew out the candles. "What are you trying to do, Tsuzuki?" Tatsumi went over to him and saw a small bottle filled with red liquid. "What is this?" he reached out to it but Tsuzuki had taken it away. "Wait and see."

He took off his black cloak and concentrated on the bottle. He closed his eyes for a while and opened them.

"Deity of the North, Fairies of the East, Nymphs of the South, Dryads of the West, I summon your aid. Listen to my call," he started and almost immediately a yellow light gathered around him. He let go of his grip on the bottle but it stay afloat. "Is he trying to trace Hisoka?" Okita asked. Tatsumi nodded his head. "It appears so."

Tsuzuki took a deep breath and released his majestic wings. He plucked a feather from them and placed it on the bottle. "Tracking Art, Revelation Law. LOCATE!" he exclaimed and the bottle was filled with blue light, as if consuming the liquid in it. The light then dashed upwards and divided into two lines. They all looked up, rather confused because the light should display only one line. Then, as if he realized something, Tatsumi turned to Tsuzuki.

"Tsuzuki! One of the lines…it seems to be pointing straight vertically…does it mean that it…shows us where Hijiri-san is?" he asked. Tsuzuki turned to him and nodded. "So…another line is…?" Watari asked even though he already knew the answer.

"I'm coming to get you, Hisoka."

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Okay, that ritual stuff might sounds/appears to be a witchcraft because it involves blood but in this story, Tsuzuki is an angel who likes to create his own spells so, do the math. To be honest, the ritual is somewhat similar to the one I once read in a witchcraft book (I'M NOT LYING! I DID READ IT ONLY ONCE!) in my neighbourhood library (You can even borrow it! What the heck?) And it was creeping me out even though it was very interesting. But the most interesting part is, the pages 'How to kill someone' were torn…