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Omigosh

Chapter 11 already

-sniffle-

My baby's grown so quickly

Hmms…

Pfft…this/and the ones to follow are the chapters I've been waiting for/trying to avoid


Chapter eleven: Void

Mary Sue was gone

Ren explained that she had sacrificed herself to a merciless beast that was threatening to raid Kyoto

Hisoka was more than happy about her death

Still, there was something suspicious about the way in which Ren said it

From the very beginning, he had thought that those two had been very close, almost like parent and child

"Parent and child…"

But he could sense happiness as he told them the story

Anxiety

No grief

No despair

No remorse

No impotence

No...sorrow

And the way in which his defiant empty black eyes stared at him

As if saying 'You think I'm lying? Prove it'

Hisoka shivered

"Um…excuse me…I need to use the bathroom"

"S'okay if you want to cry, we all know how close you were to Mary Sue" Ren softly patted his back

The older man was leaning in

"It won't be the same"

Hisoka could feel his breath on his skin

"Ren! What the hell are you doing?"

It wasn't Tsusuki

It was then when Hisoka knew that he was right

Ren just shrugged and resumed explaining how did Mary Sue die in a fire

Fire hmm?

Hisoka ran from the office, straight into Watari's lab

He knew the scientist had matches…somewhere


"The Shinigami community has lost more than a friend, it has lost Mary Sue. Mary Sue was the most talented, most loved, most…"

"Ren murdered Mary Sue, not that I'm in grief about it (Thanks Ren!) and you" Hisoka pointed at Ren "Are not Ren!"

Ren laughed softly

"Whatever, kid! We're supposed to be mourning, not telling absurd jokes"

He blushed a bit "I…I can prove it" and with that he set Ren on fire

…He tried to

The man's clothing just didn't catch fire

Nor his skin

Nor hair

Nor…nothing

"That's what you call 'proof', kid? It's just the healing Shinigami powers"

"Aren't those supposed to…heal? They don't prevent one from getting injured" Tatsumi narrowed his eyes

"Aw guys! Don't be ridiculous" Tsusuki shook his head

Tatsumi and Watari exchanged looks

The scientist pointed at himself "I'm myself by the way…"


Ren grunted

His void-black eyes were wide open in shock, disbelief, anger, despair


"So you're saying that these are clones?"

The secretary finished tying up his co-workers

"I mean…I'm not sure about Watari…he's been acting a bit weird lately but…are you sure he's a clone as well?"

"Yes but…I believe that's called jealousy…untie him?"

Hisoka resumed poking Ren with a stick

"Where are them?"

"Who?"

"Ren and Tsusuki"

"I'm Ren, dammit!"

Hisoka rolled his eyes for the zillionth time

"Look what I found in his bag"

Tatsumi held a sheet of paper and a lighter

He handed those to Hisoka

Someone had sketched Ren in every angle possible.

There were some speech bubbles and illegible scribbles on the sides of the paper..it looked like French, but Hisoka wasn't sure

He stared at it intrigued

Ren noticed Hisoka held the drawing way too close to the lighter

"Oi! Kid! Be careful with that!"

"You mean…this?" he shoved the sketch in front of his face

Ren nodded nervously

"Why does it matter so much to you?"

"Because…because I don't want to die" Ren sighed, as if it was difficult for him to talk "If you do anything to that paper and anything written there is damaged…I will lose something…If you tear it in half that will happen to me, if the ink is washed away by water I will melt, if the paper is burnt…It wasn't me who killed Mary Sue…"


Hisoka's so intelligent

He deserves a cookie

As for me…I deserve pixel tomatoes, right?

::hands everyone pixel tomatoes::hides::

-Viv

ps: vacations are over D:

ps2: 72 days ago I posted the first Artist chapter