Ahhhhhg!!! I'm so sorry!! I'm a whole day late! . I had school stuff to do!!! Anyway, here's another chapter for all of you! I really love all you guys who read this! Thank you SO MUCH!!
I would like to remind all of you, before you freak out, that Oscar is a terrible tease, it's just in his Nature, so most of the things he says are just jokes. Oh yes, I almost forgot ^_^ there will be a shower scene in this chapter. But nothing graphic!
alright now.....disclaimer. I do not have any rights to Yami no Matsuie, or it's characters. I also have no rights to Oscar Wilde, but....yah on to the story.
Hisoka felt sun on his face.....it was so warm.. He groaned a little and opened his eyes. He was still on his side, facing the wall, just like how he went to sleep. However, he felt something warm on his back. He turned his head and blushed madly. Over the course of the night, either he had scooted closer to Oscar, or Oscar had scooted closer to him, because now the writer was right behind him. He let out a little squeak and turned back to the wall.
Oscar heard what sounded like a bird, and opened his eyes. He smiled upon seeing the blond hair "Good Morning, dear" he said sleepily "I do hope you slept well"he rand a hand through the blond hair. At the moment, he didn't think that the person he was talking to was Hisoka...but someone he hadn't seen in over 100 years.
Hisoka was about to say that he had slept fine, when he felt a hand through his hair. He jumped and turned around "h-hey!" he was still blushing "d-don't do stuff like that! It's weird!"
Oscar gasped "i-Im sorry Hisoka! I didn't mean to..." he looked down and sighed "I-I thought you were someone else"
Hisoka stood up "It's ok" he said, getting up. He knew Oscar was telling the truth, he could feel it. "I-I'm gonna take a shower" he hurried into the bathroom. One inside, Hisoka closed the door and looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was ruffled, and his clothes, which he never bothered to change, were wrinkled. He sighed and pulled off his shirt, then turned on the water.....a shower seemed like a REALLY good idea.
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Oscar heard the water turn on in the bathroom, and got out of bed. He hoped that Hisoka wasn't too angry at him...he had done something very embarrassing after all. Oscar sighed....he really needed to stop teasing Hisoka so much. Well.....then again....this one wasn't his fault! He hadn't even known it was Hisoka...
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Hisoka stripped completely, and got in the shower. The hot water felt good....it seemed like AGES since he had a shower....even though it was only yesterday. But then again, yesterday had been extremely hectic. Not only that, last night was just......weird. Hisoka shook his head, trying to forget the little outburst he had the night before. He was so embarrassed! As Hisoka put shampoo in his hand and rubbed it into his hair...another thought came to his mind. Tsuzuki wasn't back yet......why had he stayed so long? Surely it wasn't necessary for him to stay so long! Was Tatsumi making him do his work while Hisoka watched Oscar....or was Annabelle really that afraid of everyone at the ministry? It just didn't make any since! Hisoka sighed and rinsed his hair. Oh well....it didn't matter....it was just as well that the idiot stayed away for now!! Who knows what he would say he he found out what happened last night....Hisoka would never hear the end of it! Eventually, the young empath shut off the water, and got out of the tub. He wrapped a towel around his wait and poked his head out of the door. "Oscar?" he called, he didn't PARTICULARLY, want Oscar Wilde to see him all but naked. When he didn't hear an answer, he ventured out, and still didn't find the author. He spotted a note by the bed, and picked it up. It read
Dear Hisoka;
I went downstairs for breakfast, so as to give you some privacy. I apologize for my rather inappropriate behavior last night. I really did have nothing but your welfare in mind. Make no hurry to come and meet me.
Sincerely
Oscar Wilde
P.S. Do wear something flattering.....that blue denim does nothing for you
Hisoka sighed.....but smiled too. That was entirely something that Oscar would write. He folded up the letter, put it on the night stand, and tried to decide what to wear.
Oscar was downstairs, eating breakfast. He had ordered a simple omelet and coffee, as he knew that money was fairly tight at the moment. He had picked out the brown slacks, and a blue button down shirt, he looked quite reserved actually. He was taking a sip of his coffee, when he noticed Hisoka come into the room. He was wearing slim black jeans, and a simple red graphic tee. It beat the denim, at least. He smiled "good morning, Hisoka" he said to the boy as he crossed the room "I must say that you looked QUITE improved"
Hisoka flushed and sat across from him "Don't say things like that...people are staring as it is...." he crossed his arms across his chest and averted his eyes.
Oscar chuckled "Well, being a bit self-conscious, aren't we?"
Hisoka glared, but before he could retort, the waiter came up and asked if he wanted anything. Hisoka thought "uhhh.....I'll have coffee and...miso soup?". The waiter nodded and went off.
Oscar sipped his coffee "Do you have any idea where Mr. Tsuzuki is?" he asked "I was surprised when he didn't come back"
Hisoka shrugged "he probably got hung up back at work, though I don't know why" he said "Tsuzuki must have had to stay with the girl.....or something...who knows. This is what I get for not having a cell phone..." he sighed
Oscar smiled "Ah, the telephone....that really is a miracle of modern technology, especially the ones you can carry around"
Hisoka chuckled "Anything probably seems like a miracle to you" he pointed out as his coffee arrived.
Oscar chuckled "very true! It's all rather, well....forign to me!" he finished off his omelet....it was actually rather good.
Hisoka's food came, and he ate in silence for a little while. Oscar kept looking at him....which was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't really mind too much. At some time close to the end of his bowl of soup, Tsuzuki burst into the restaurant and came up to them. Hisoka blinked "uhhhhh, hi Tsuzuki, your back"
"H-Hisoka, we have a problem. A very, VERY big one!" Tsuzuki seemed more than a little panicked
Oscar wrinkled his brow "A problem? What sort of problem"
"Annabelle....has been kidnapped" Tsuzuki said
Hisoka tilted his head "W-what? By who?"
"A demon" Said Tsuzuki "b-but he wasn't after her....he's after Wilde-san"
Oscar dropped his coffee cup "oh dear"
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA I'm so evil, leaving you off on a cliffie!!!
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