AN: Yeah, Meritite, the OOCness will be explained. There are two ways to it. The first will be explained by the story and the second will be explained by the fact that this is my first serious YnM fic. I don't have much experience in this… soo.. cut me some slack, everyone. Meh? *peers at the first chapter* KYAAAAAA! *kicks self* Oops… my bad about the name formats… didn't check that… Correction: Not only were Xiamei and Inami inspiration for this fic… they were models. Hehe. Love you guys.
AN2: Technically, stuff happened and I'm just ingraining what seemed to be a good idea from a real situation into a fic. So, don't ask me why Watari suddenly got his own house. Events were altered to fit the fic. Moving on… ^^;
Chapter Two: An Unexpected Occurrence
He found that he couldn't. The road was much to bumpy and the nausea was beginning to bother him too much. Muraki merely rested his head on his hand, watching Hisoka as the youth began to doze. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind at the very moment. There was something wrong with him and he knew it.
Why hadn't he made his move, after all?
Why hadn't he done what his better judgement wanted him to?
"We're here." Tatsumi said finally. Hisoka wordlessly pulled himself away and opened the car with no such inkling of a thank you. "Typical." Muraki smirked as he let himself out of the car. Still, something bothered him. Something was definitely amiss. Shaking his head, he followed the two shinigami as they walked up the driveway of an unfamiliar house.
Tatsumi knocked on the front door. No response came for at least a good two minutes. "Ojamashimasu..." he said cautiously as they entered. A loud explosion came from the second floor. Tatsumi shook his head. It would figure Watari was there.
"Ah...Watari...?" Hisoka asked as they entered the room.
The scientist turned to look at his visitiors, tearing away from his work for a brief minute. "Bon! Tatsumi! Nice to see you both here!" he greeted and stopped when he suddenly caught sight of Muraki. "Wh...what's he doing here?!" he stammered to his two colleagues.
"He's here with us so, no worries." Tatsumi explained.
The room was typically Watari. (Despite the fact that it looked like a bedroom that was rushed into being a laboratory. Two beds lay side by side near a few dressers. The beds themselves looked untouched.). Beakers and other numerous liquids were strewn about, the scent of a fresh explosion wafted in the air... but there was something different. "Why is there a giant rabbit here?!" Hisoka gasped.
"Yes, well, bon, I was working with her for my newest experiment." Watari grinned.
Tatsumi looked the room over for a moment. "Watari, I'm going to check with Tsuzuki and how he's doing. I'll be back in a moment." He said, heading for the door. Watari nonchalantly nodded, going back to whatever it was he was working on. The door shut with an ominous click.
Muraki chuckled to himself as he turned to watch the two shinigami. The rabbit wasn't all that big to his opinion but it certainly was fat and well fed. It hopped about the room, staying clear of Watari and Muraki on occasions. The doctor himself stayed leaning against a wall, trying to stay clear as well of any sudden combustions. Hisoka lounged in one of the beds with a sigh when the rabbit hopped into his lap.
"Seems he likes you, bouya." Muraki commented.
"Ch..." Hisoka grumbled.
The rabbit stayed in Hisoka's lap for a brief moment. Hisoka couldn't help but start scratching the creature inbetween the ears when he suddenly felt something very warn -and very wet at that - on his leg. "WATARI!!!" he suddenly cried, shoving the rabbit off his lap.
"That rabbit of yours just peed on me!"
Watari let out a gasp, rushing to Hisoka. "B..bon! I'm so sorry! I didn't know he'd do that... I'll... I'll help you find a new pair of pants you can borrow for now." He exclaimed, rushing between several cabinets and wiping Hisoka's leg with a sheet of tissue.
Muraki wondered if finding a pair of pants would be possible.
Bouya did have a very small waist.
When order was restored and the rabbit shoved out of the room, a pair of pants (size 26) were thrown at the poor, bewildered Hisoka. "Muraki-san, could you make yourself useful and take the soiled sheets into the bathroom?" Watari asked. Muraki decided to cooperate. It would be best that he try and be, after all.
With a disgusted sigh, the doctor pulled the sheets off the bed and folded them, making sure not to touch the area affected by rabbit piss. He hung them on his arm and made his way to the adjoining room which led to the bathroom. He turned the knob and was about to enter when he suddenly was met with the door being slammed in his face. "Don't come in, you pervert!!" Hisoka cried from within. "So sorry, bouya... I was tasked by your friend to place the soiled sheets in." Muraki replied.
"..."
"I'll open the door but hand me the sheets." Hisoka glowered.
The door was opened just a crack and Hisoka's hand extended outward for the sheets. Muraki let out another soft chuckle. Foolish... yet adorable, this boy. He handed the stained bedsheets over and returned to his 'post' on the wall.
Hisoka came out with a new pair of pants and his old ones folded in his hands. These he set on the cleaner of the two beds. Muraki watched him carefully. "Those pants suit you." he commented. Hisoka just glared at him and headed to settle himself near his old pants.
Tatsumi entered the room once more. "Tsuzuki wants us to come over, bouya. He says he's dead bored." He said. Hisoka nodded, getting up. "We'll be back in an hour, Watari." He called and headed for the door. "Oi!" Tatsumi said, motioning to Muraki. "You're coming with us." The doctor just let out another sigh. On the positive note, he would be seeing his beloved Tsuzuki again. It wouldn't be such a bad day after all.
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-END OF CHAPTER TWO-
Disclaimers: No one here belongs to me. I no own, you no sue. simply stated.
AN2: Technically, stuff happened and I'm just ingraining what seemed to be a good idea from a real situation into a fic. So, don't ask me why Watari suddenly got his own house. Events were altered to fit the fic. Moving on… ^^;
Chapter Two: An Unexpected Occurrence
He found that he couldn't. The road was much to bumpy and the nausea was beginning to bother him too much. Muraki merely rested his head on his hand, watching Hisoka as the youth began to doze. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind at the very moment. There was something wrong with him and he knew it.
Why hadn't he made his move, after all?
Why hadn't he done what his better judgement wanted him to?
"We're here." Tatsumi said finally. Hisoka wordlessly pulled himself away and opened the car with no such inkling of a thank you. "Typical." Muraki smirked as he let himself out of the car. Still, something bothered him. Something was definitely amiss. Shaking his head, he followed the two shinigami as they walked up the driveway of an unfamiliar house.
Tatsumi knocked on the front door. No response came for at least a good two minutes. "Ojamashimasu..." he said cautiously as they entered. A loud explosion came from the second floor. Tatsumi shook his head. It would figure Watari was there.
"Ah...Watari...?" Hisoka asked as they entered the room.
The scientist turned to look at his visitiors, tearing away from his work for a brief minute. "Bon! Tatsumi! Nice to see you both here!" he greeted and stopped when he suddenly caught sight of Muraki. "Wh...what's he doing here?!" he stammered to his two colleagues.
"He's here with us so, no worries." Tatsumi explained.
The room was typically Watari. (Despite the fact that it looked like a bedroom that was rushed into being a laboratory. Two beds lay side by side near a few dressers. The beds themselves looked untouched.). Beakers and other numerous liquids were strewn about, the scent of a fresh explosion wafted in the air... but there was something different. "Why is there a giant rabbit here?!" Hisoka gasped.
"Yes, well, bon, I was working with her for my newest experiment." Watari grinned.
Tatsumi looked the room over for a moment. "Watari, I'm going to check with Tsuzuki and how he's doing. I'll be back in a moment." He said, heading for the door. Watari nonchalantly nodded, going back to whatever it was he was working on. The door shut with an ominous click.
Muraki chuckled to himself as he turned to watch the two shinigami. The rabbit wasn't all that big to his opinion but it certainly was fat and well fed. It hopped about the room, staying clear of Watari and Muraki on occasions. The doctor himself stayed leaning against a wall, trying to stay clear as well of any sudden combustions. Hisoka lounged in one of the beds with a sigh when the rabbit hopped into his lap.
"Seems he likes you, bouya." Muraki commented.
"Ch..." Hisoka grumbled.
The rabbit stayed in Hisoka's lap for a brief moment. Hisoka couldn't help but start scratching the creature inbetween the ears when he suddenly felt something very warn -and very wet at that - on his leg. "WATARI!!!" he suddenly cried, shoving the rabbit off his lap.
"That rabbit of yours just peed on me!"
Watari let out a gasp, rushing to Hisoka. "B..bon! I'm so sorry! I didn't know he'd do that... I'll... I'll help you find a new pair of pants you can borrow for now." He exclaimed, rushing between several cabinets and wiping Hisoka's leg with a sheet of tissue.
Muraki wondered if finding a pair of pants would be possible.
Bouya did have a very small waist.
When order was restored and the rabbit shoved out of the room, a pair of pants (size 26) were thrown at the poor, bewildered Hisoka. "Muraki-san, could you make yourself useful and take the soiled sheets into the bathroom?" Watari asked. Muraki decided to cooperate. It would be best that he try and be, after all.
With a disgusted sigh, the doctor pulled the sheets off the bed and folded them, making sure not to touch the area affected by rabbit piss. He hung them on his arm and made his way to the adjoining room which led to the bathroom. He turned the knob and was about to enter when he suddenly was met with the door being slammed in his face. "Don't come in, you pervert!!" Hisoka cried from within. "So sorry, bouya... I was tasked by your friend to place the soiled sheets in." Muraki replied.
"..."
"I'll open the door but hand me the sheets." Hisoka glowered.
The door was opened just a crack and Hisoka's hand extended outward for the sheets. Muraki let out another soft chuckle. Foolish... yet adorable, this boy. He handed the stained bedsheets over and returned to his 'post' on the wall.
Hisoka came out with a new pair of pants and his old ones folded in his hands. These he set on the cleaner of the two beds. Muraki watched him carefully. "Those pants suit you." he commented. Hisoka just glared at him and headed to settle himself near his old pants.
Tatsumi entered the room once more. "Tsuzuki wants us to come over, bouya. He says he's dead bored." He said. Hisoka nodded, getting up. "We'll be back in an hour, Watari." He called and headed for the door. "Oi!" Tatsumi said, motioning to Muraki. "You're coming with us." The doctor just let out another sigh. On the positive note, he would be seeing his beloved Tsuzuki again. It wouldn't be such a bad day after all.
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-END OF CHAPTER TWO-
Disclaimers: No one here belongs to me. I no own, you no sue. simply stated.