Shit got real in the last chapter! I'm going to be strangely sad when I complete this fanfic. Also does anyone like Misuzu or is she annoying?

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Tsuzuki flinches when something cold touches his cheek. Looking up he sees Hisoka tapping a can on him. Blinking, he slowly takes the beverage. Tsuzuki surveyed the area wondering where they were as both sat in silence drinking whatever Hisoka had bought them. The older shinigami then glanced at his watch and noticed it was five o-clock.

"Hisoka…When did it get so late?"

"Late?"

"We went to Misuzu's house at one-"

"No we went to Kazutaka's house two days ago." Tsuzuki stared at his partner in disbelief. Two days ago? Why didn't he remember that?

"Are…You sure?"

"I'm positive."

"Then…What have we done for two days?"

"Searched for Kazutaka…" Hisoka stood, and moved in front of Tsuzuki forcing him to look in his eyes. Tsuzuki tensed at Hisoka's actions, a million thoughts running through his mind. Hisoka began to squint his eyes before letting go of Tsuzuki. Tsuzuki caught Hisoka before he fell.

"Why did you do that?"

"You have no memory of the past two days… How is that possible when you were eager to find her?"

"I… I'm not sure…"

Tsuzuki opened his eyes, panting heavily. He could tell right away he had been sweating, his hands were clammy and his forehead was soaked. He looks around and sees Hisoka asleep in a chair next to him. Tsuzuki half smiled before inhaling and exhaling to calm himself down. He forces himself up and heads to the bathroom once he realizes they were back in the hotel. Tsuzuki grabs a rag and runs cold water over it before dabbing his forehead. Returning to the room he sits down and places his palms over his face sighing; he was missing pieces of information.

"Tsuzuki," Hisoka says after stirring himself awake. Tsuzuki peeks over his hands at the worried boy.

"What happened this time?"

"After you answered my question you went into a coughing fit…You kept coughing up blood…. You then had trouble breathing and complained about your head pounding. When we made it back here you vomited for three hours; you vomited blood Tsuzuki." Tsuzuki listened and remained silent when Hisoka finished his explanation. He needed an examination to figure out what was happening to him, that he was sure of. But what kind of disease could a ghost get? He shook his head.

"Did I worry you?" He finally questions. Hisoka tensed, blushed and angrily turned his head. Tsuzuki chuckled; same old Hisoka.

"Don't flatter yourself Tsuzuki." Both gaze at the window when a pecking entered their ears. Hisoka heads to the window and opens it letting a white bird in.

"That's my messenger bird," Tsuzuki states confused.

"Yes, you sent it to Tatsumi two days ago asking for information." Hisoka takes the paper the bird was trying to get rid of before turning back into fuda once at Tsuzuki's side. He tucks it away and eagerly waits for Hisoka to finish reading.

"Well?"

"There was a lead of a girl with Kazutaka's description near the hospital." Hisoka answers while heading to the door. Tsuzuki stands but Hisoka quickly glares at him. "You will stay here Tsuzuki!" Whimpering he obeys and sits back down. He would have argued but he wasn't feeling up to doing anything at the moment. Hisoka sighs and leaves the room.

Hisoka finds himself wondering the perimeter of the hospital Sayori had been taken too. He grew more irritated when nothing came up; he was on a wild goose chase. An hour later Hisoka decides to give up. Leaving the premises he wonders about the area hoping to find some clue. The only thing that welcomed him was mixed emotions from everyone around him. His anger only grew. He found himself leaning against a building when the emotions got too much for him. It was strange; why were other emotions being amplified? Ever since he became a "student" at Fujimoto High his ability to take in other thoughts enhanced. Hisoka angrily searched the area when every thought was muted and his sickness subsided. Catching a glimpse of silver from the corner of his eye Hisoka took off running.

Hisoka ran for what felt like hours; the moon had woken and guided his way. He knew Kazutaka was near every time he lost her because thoughts were still blocked from him. Hisoka finally comes to a stop, bent over, palms on knees, trying to catch his breath. He stands up and terror wells up inside of him. Misuzu stood by a sakura tree, illuminated by the blood red moon, her palm touching the trunk. Blood dripped from her hands as a man lay dead at her feet; a wicked grin plastered on her mouth. Her eyes dead of life. However Hisoka was not staring at Misuzu, he was staring at Muraki. If he was thinking correctly Hisoka would have either shot her or took off running; sadly for Hisoka he had transported himself back in time become a 13 year old again staring at the man who would rape him and slowly take his life. Hisoka blinked and lost Misuzu causing him to frantically look around for her. He pauses when she is face to face with him; smirking at his horror. A figure emerged a few feet behind Misuzu also grinning; the last thing Hisoka saw before losing conciseness was Muraki pulling Misuzu and himself into a strange embrace.

I fell like this chapter was rather short and not as good as the other ones... It would have been longer if I didn't have to go to class.