Kage: And we're still going! Thanks to you reviewers I've decided to keep it going instead of calling it 'complete' and being lazy or just saying it's going to under the list of 'unfinished work'. I hope this stays at everyone's expectations. Thanks again! Since I lost the original rough draft of the following chapters, I'm kind of going off the top of my head and a little from experience. Anyways, onto the shout outs then fic!

CosmicEssence: It could have been a very confusing ending if I did end it, but I get what you're saying. More or less I just wanted your opinion if you and others liked this story enough for me to continue and I got my answer. So thank you, I'll try my best for each chapter.

Amethyst-eyed Koneko: I will continue and you'll have to wait in see what's in stored for our six year old, but no. No rape from Muraki today. I shall update as often as possible, but since school has started, like with this chapter, it might take a little longer I'm afraid.

NaTsUkO-ChAn: You'll see. And no sequel as of yet, I might just keep updating on this one to cover.

dailyangel: Hai!

Mystic Dragon: I like loose ends.(lol, kidding, when I see them they drive me nuts but also let my mind wander for a while)Thank you and I will be putting up more arcs.

IchikoKitsuneKoumori: XD damn straight! lol

Tifa Hikari: I will and I understand, I'm sorry for leaving it like that. Ack, and even worse for how long it took to continue! Thank you for the support and I'll keep going for all you fans if it makes you happy!

Warning: None this chapter, not a lot of language either.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

10 Years to Remember

Chapter 1(or 11): arc 2

Ever since her first visit to the infirmary since the three men had return, she couldn't help but feel a little worried for the shinigami pair. Wakaba knew Tsuzuki wasn't mad at her, since she was oblivious to everything as well but the vibe the older man gave off sent shivers down her spine. She'd never seen Tsuzuki like this before, at least towards his own friends and fellow co-workers.

Through out the halls, the aura seemed the same. Everyone was either busily working to avoid confrontation with their boss and his sour mood or in the break room questioning why the 'great' Tatsumi looked like pure shit, to sum it up. The bureau's mad scientist was also unusually quiet, which probably made many people think he had passed on completely. Wakaba and her partner of course, knew this wasn't true.

I can't take this anymore! The blonde was about ready to pull her hair out until she thought of an idea. There was one thing that calmed a certain someone, not tame but reach a state where he could be talked to or reasoned with; and the amber eyed girl knew exactly what it was.

The brunet was in a slight daze, when his ears picked up the clicking from the door. Signaling someone was entering. He peered out of the corner of his eye to wait for the visitor to enter, not really expecting anyone to visit due to his previous actions. As the door opened, blonde locks popped in followed by a smiling young girl.

"Hi Tsuzuki-san!" She chirped happily making her way over to him and the sleeping child still resting in his arms. With a small package in her hands she stopped in front of the two. "How is he?"

"He woke up for about ten minutes a little over an hour ago. Nothing else since, he's just been sleeping and twitching." The last part was quieter than the rest. Quickly finding another chair in the room close by, Wakaba pulled it over and sat down.

"I see, I'm sure he's fine Tsuzuki. He seems content now." She smiled looking at the boy still gripping the man's shirt. "I made you and Hisoka some cookies, but since he's not awake right now I'll save his." She opened the package and held out the tray of freshly baked cookies to the fuda user.

Not wanting to wake the sleeping child with his poor eating skills, Tsuzuki gently lifted the blonde off of him and back onto the infirmary bed. He was still right next to him, so one cookie wouldn't hurt. Plus he realized he hadn't eaten in almost a day, scary thought. Accepting one of the girls's specially made cookies; he began to nibble at it. Wakaba took one for herself as well.

"Tsuzuki……" She started off sort of sheepishly. "Are you still mad at Watari and Tatsumi by chance?"

Tsuzuki stopped eating for a minute and looked at Hisoka. "Of course I am. Who could blame me? If they would've told me from the beginning about Hisoka, he wouldn't be like this right now."

"But how does he feel?"

"Come again?"

"Hisoka I mean. Is he mad at anyone? Don't you think if anyone has the right to be mad, he does?" Tsuzuki thought on that one a moment as he finished one cookie and soon reached for another.

"He is mad, but for all the wrong reasons. None of this is his fault."

"What are the right reasons to be mad?" Violet eyes rose to look at amber. "Tsuzuki, you know better than anyone that anger gets you no where. It was a mistake, everything was and I'm sure if it was possible, Watari would undue this whole week." The man lowered his head, than looked back at the child who had shifted slightly.

"Look Tsuzuki, I'm not saying you have no right to be flustered over all of this, but do you think Hisoka would want to be the cause of some upend around here? No one saw what happened coming, all we can do for now is let things go and try to move on. Work for the better of this case."

Case? The only case Tsuzuki could recall is the one to recover his partner, which was the end product of Muraki's dirty work. Violet eyes narrowed just thinking about that name. There's no way in hell I'm just letting everything go. He's back and for whatever reasons came after Hisoka after all this time…but to create enemies from allies, is truly foolish, especially right now.

With a heavy sigh, the fuda user popped the rest of the cookie into his mouth before looking back up at Wakaba. "Thank you Wakaba-chan." A small smile tugged at his lips.

She smiled back warmly. "No problem Tsuzuki-san. Would you like to come with me to the break room to get something to eat? You can't exactly live on cookies." The girl chuckled lightly, but could see the man's discomfort. "Don't worry, somebody will be with Hisoka, it's about time Watari-san gave him a physical."

As much as he didn't want to leave his younger partner, with or without someone else being in here with him, he was in desperate need of real food. Or at least larger bakery goods, and maybe pick something up for the sleeping blonde for when he wakes up again.

Wakaba stood up, setting the tray of remaining cookies on the small table next to Hisoka's bed. Tsuzuki rose as well, giving the empath a gentle stroke on the cheek as he headed towards the door with Wakaba.

Watari peered around the corner as the two exited and decided it was safe enough for him to check up on the kid without fearing for his life, well after life. Sighing in relief, Watari headed over to the sleeping child. Ah, man Bon! I don't want to wake you up! Well…maybe I can do this without disturbing your sleep. The scientist sure hoped so; Hisoka needed his rest right now.

Leaning over the bed, he gently grabbed the child's hand and rested a hand on his forehead. It probably wasn't the most accurate way to check for a fever, but one that didn't require the patient to be awake. Good, that seems to have faded. The man thought putting a stethoscope over his ears, as one hand lightly went under the boy's shirt in order to hit his bare chest.

As soon as Watari touched Hisoka's smaller chest with the cold metal piece, emerald eyes shot open. "No!" The word rang through the older blonde's ears as he pulled away from the frightened youth. Fear and confusion dampened Hisoka's eyes as he curled himself up to stay away from Watari.

"Bon?" He questioned, still a little shocked from the sudden outburst. "A-are you alright?"

"I-it was cold; I don't want to be touched there." The response came out hoarsely and it dawned on the scientist what was going on. Although this was new to him, since he'd never seen the blonde revert before. Without Tsuzuki here, this may not go over well.

Swallowing hard, he began. "I'm sorry, are you alright?" He asked again. The boy nodded, looking around.

"Where am I? Where is he?" Watari paled, this wasn't exactly what he had speculated.

Before he could respond to the worried child, the infirmary door slammed open with a panting shinigami standing in its wake. Two sets of eyes followed their way to the door to find Tsuzuki. Violet eyes glared at the older blonde as he noticed his partner slightly curled up at the head of the bed.

"Hisoka." He was relieved the boy wasn't hurt after hearing his screams.

"Tsuzuki, where am I?"

Kage: Thought I was going to end it here, not quite. It's been awhile since I've updated, so let's try and make this chapter a little bit longer shall we, it's still going to be a little short though due to A LOT of work around here. Gomen, I try to keep up!

Tsuzuki's mouth fell a gap unable to find an answer to give the child. Slowly approaching the bed side, thousands of things raced passed his mind, but he made sure to shield it from the youth. Taking a small breath, he answered ignoring the other presence in the room. "Y-you're in the infirmary, in Meifu."

Confused emerald eyes closed for a second, then opened again as the blonde stifled a yawn directing his attention on the brunet. "What are you talking about Tsuzuki?" He looked over to see Watari. "When did you get here?"

"Bon, I've been here for quite some time now. I was giving you a check up before you reverted on me." Hisoka furrowed his eyebrows. He didn't remember the older blonde come in at all, come to think of it; he didn't remember waking up either. Feeling a migraine coming on, he cupped his head in his small hands.

"Hisoka…" Tsuzuki didn't know what else to say. He was shocked, worried and utterly confused. Pulling back from where Hisoka was now perched neatly on pillows, he started to head toward the door. Brown strands fell over worried eyes.

"Tsuzuki?" He flinched at the squeaky voice calling his name but did not turn around. "Where are you going?"

"Just to get something for you to eat." With a quick fake smile, Tsuzuki exits the room without even waiting for his partner to respond; which he wanted to.

As Hisoka watched the back of the other man disappear into the hallways, he looked down at his small hands questioningly. Why did Tsuzuki run off like that? Was it something I said? A small blitz of sympathy crosses the youths mind when he realizes Watari was still in the room with him. Looking up at the scientist who was staring at the floor seeming to be contemplating his next move, he spoke up.

"Watari-san?" At the sound of the child's voice, the older blonde lifted his head to peer into hurt emerald eyes. "What's going on? What just happened?" Amber eyes close as Watari shakes his head. Communicating in sign language to dismiss any thought of it.

He had no clue, but it couldn't be any good.

Outside the infirmary, down the halls, Tsuzuki was practically running to the break room. His mind racing a mile a minute and not being able to keep on emotion for more than two seconds. Dammit! He reverted without a doubt, but that doesn't bother me. It's what he said, why did he say that? And that look… He cursed himself for leaving the room in the first as his paced slowed down to a slight trod, until he reached almost at a complete stop.

Is this something new that I've just been blind to? By letting my selfishness get the way, have I been missing this all along? He clenched his fists looking sorrowfully at the ground. Something still wasn't adding up in his head though. He HAD been with Hisoka almost 24 hours a day lately; he couldn't have by passed something as serious as amnesia or flashes like that. This was the first time……Muraki!

Slowly beginning to make his way to the given destination he informed his partner, Tsuzuki's sorrowfully look turned into an angry glare. It was possible, didn't seem all too unlikely but still had its quirks. If he did anything, ANYTHING at all to my Hisoka, I'll hunt him down myself and make him want to forget he meet us. I'm tired of this and I'm tired of that basturd!