A Yami no Matsuei Fanfiction
Lifestream
"She did give us a little trouble, but everything is fine."
Sakura smiled politely at the tall man on the other side of the door. Dr Muraki Kazutaka, she owed her life to this man and respected him greatly. He had once asked her how strong her trust in him was. Still been very young at the time she him answered without hesitation "Stronger than anything in the whole wide world! I'll do anything for you sensei! I promise!"
She sighed petting the kitten Asato as she purred in her master's arms. /Even now/ she thought /I'd do anything for you sensei./
"Why don't you come in?" She asked hopefully looking up at the good doctor "I'm sure our guests would love to meet the man who saved my life."
"I would not be so certain of that fact, Miss Sakura."
"Huh?"
He laughed slightly at her surprised reaction. Sakura almost melted. /He has such a beautiful laugh, he should laugh more often./ She blushed realising where her thoughts where trailing /He has a girlfriend! He has a girlfriend...oh if I were just a little older.../
"Is something wrong?"
"Uh...No! ...No eheh heh heh..." Her blush reddened she couldn't think of anything to say. The whole previous conversation left her memory with that deep mysterious laugh.
" I have...something I must discuss with Dr Onijima" From his pocket he pulled out a piece card, much like a business card and gave it to the younger girl.
"Please tell him to meet me here later tonight"
She took the card noting the beautifully written address. /Sensei do you have any flaw?/
Even as he left she still watched him. His every delicate movement until her white angel was long out of her sight.
"Hmm?" Tsuzuki looked through the wall of books curiously. Mostly medical books and other books made for study. He sighed in defeat, he had wanted to get a book for Hisoka to read but all these books seemed more for hard work than for enjoying. It was just then he began to wonder just what kind of books Hisoka read anyway. After all Hisoka was the Gushoushin brother's favourite customer.
"I'm studying medicine." Tsuzuki turned round to see Sakura enter the room. She picked up a pale yellow cooking apron and began to tie it round her waist. "One day I want to be able to save lives."
"Just like Dr Onijima?"
"Un" she smiled. "...But also like Sensei."
"Sensei?"
"My doctor from a long time ago, the one responsible for saving my life." She blushed and giggled slightly to herself. "Lets not talk about such things. Grandfather had to go visit a friend so I'm going to cook something for us to eat. What would you like?"
Tsuzuki, at the mention of the work "cook", was at her side instantly. Violet Puppy dog eyes pleading her to let him help cook. /I've never seen anyone with that eye colour before; it's very cute./ She laughed and patted the Tsuzuki puppy agreeing to let him help. (Oh my)
"Ahh~~ Wait! Not that!! Wha~~ it's too much!"
Hisoka sat up hearing Sakura's voice from the next room. He fell back on the bed assuming Tsuzuki was causing some kind of trouble. He stared at the ceiling for a while thinking about what had happened earlier. He was feeling much stronger now but still he felt he should have recovered much faster. There was something else bothering him about before. He lay in the bed, listening to Sakura's panicked voice, trying to remember what it was. He closed his eyes feeling the presence of those in the house. He felt Sakura and Tsuzuki but the old mans presence was nowhere nearby. He opened his eyes feeling Tsuzuki's panic joining Sakura's. It was then he smelled /...burning?/ He quickly jumped out of the bed and ran into the next room. His worst fear was confirmed. Tsuzuki was trying to cook! And it had gone horribly wrong. Whatever it was they were trying to cook was now engulfed in flames. Tsuzuki and Sakura stood over the flames trying to beat them out. All of a sudden Tsuzuki threw his cloth aside and clasped his hands together as if in prayer.
"Fushite nagai tatematsuru..."
"Tsuzuki-san what are you..."
"...Ware o kagosuru 12 no kami yo--..."
"Baka!"
"Ideyo~"
"Tsuzuki!!"
"Sou~Huwaaa~~ acha~~"
"Oh my!"
Tsuzuki held his throbbing head in his hands. Something had hit him. Hard. He looked up to see an angered Hisoka standing over him. In his hands he held a large red cylinder (which now had a slight dent in it).
"Oh, that will work..." Mumbled Tsuzuki through tears of pain and embarrassment. Hisoka however wasted no time going into fireman action. Sakura helped Tsuzuki to his feet as white spread and the fire diminished. Hisoka remained still, back facing them.
"Kurosaki-san, Thank you so very much!"
"Water... would have made the fire spread." It was a faint reply barely audible for the two standing behind the young shinigami.
"Water?" Sakura tilted her head confused. Tsuzuki however stepped backward slowly anticipating Hisoka's ice cold glare to strike him at any moment. Sakura reached a hand out to Hisoka's shoulder. She jumped as just centimetres from his touch he turned. Dark emerald eyes glared at them. So cold but there was something else. She stood not listening to Hisoka's words of anger, to which Tsuzuki cowered behind her begging forgiveness, instead she looked into those emerald orbs and saw not the anger that was present in his face but the fear and worry he had felt for his friend. She couldn't help but smile at the young man before her who tried so hard to deny his true feelings.
"You truly are a kind person, Kurosaki-san."
Hisoka faltered. He hadn't expected that. Before he could inquire her meaning she had already crossed the room and picked up the telephone.
"I'm glad you're feeling much stronger. How about I order us a take out?"
Hisoka sweatdroped as he saw her press the speed dial to make her order.
/Could it be that this girl is an even worse cook than Tsuzuki!?/
"Yes doctor, it shall be done immediately." Muraki smiled and turned away from the old man he had requested to meet. Onijima hobbled away, they had been drinking but it was not the alcohol in his blood that made him queasy. It was something far more dangerous. Muraki laughed looking up to the night sky. His deep sound echoed to the stars. Beautiful, and yet so mysterious. "Come to me Tsuzuki-san and feel the embrace of my loving gift."
Tsuzuki slurped up the last of his beef ramen special deluxe with approval "That was great, Gochisousama!"
"Gochisousama." Hisoka was much quieter than Tsuzuki as he placed his ohashi carefully over the empty bowl. Sakura squealed with delight.
"I'm so glad you liked it. We know the owners quite well, they are always happy to have new customers taste their food."
It was then that they heard the sound of the front door open, close then lock.
"That must be grandfather! Please excuse me." She giggled giving her two guests her cutest smile as she left the room to meet her grandfather.
Tsuzuki grinned watching the door she had just left from. "Interesting girl."
"And?" Hisoka asked. Large innocent eyes turned to him.
"And?" They replied teasing the younger emeralds.
Hisoka rubbed his forehead knowing that the investigation had gone nowhere while he had been unconscious. He was surprised when he heard Tsuzuki speak in a more serious tone than norm.
"There is nothing out of the ordinary about this house. Miss Sakura and Dr Onijima seem like two healthy people living out a normal life. Miss Sakura is very dependent on Onijima. He is one of the doctors who saved her life when she was a child and has even provided for her a home and education. It could be that she has found a way to repay the doctor by extending his life. No, I don't think that is true. She appears to have no knowledge of the doctors' illness. I suppose we can assume then that a third party is involved... 'The one responsible'. "
Hisoka Blinked. This was the second time today someone had surprised him in this way. His face faltered as he turned to see Tsuzuki grinning at him.
"What!?" he demanded
"I'm good, aren't I? Ne? Ne?"
Hisoka sat back in the chair defeated "Chikusho~"
"UWHAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~~~~~~~!!!"
"Sakura!?"
"EnmaDaioh-sama!?" The bird like creature that assisted EnmaDaioh burst through the doors of Enmacho's highest level. He bowed behind the figure that stood at a balcony overlooking JuOhCho. "Daioh-sama, That person has once again become an interference in your affairs."
"Tsuzuki?"
"Not exactly sir, Miss Yasuragi. The one Tsuzuki-dono and that boy are now investigating."
"I see, leave it."
"But Daioh-sama!?"
"I shall allow his part in this play."
"...Yes EnmaDaioh-sama"
Tsuzuki and Hisoka ran into the genkan to see Sakura sat on the wooden tiles her face pale and frightened.
"Sakura-Chan? What is it? What's wrong!?"
Sakura didn't turn to Tsuzuki's plea's she just stared at the darkness in front of her and replied in a quiet shaky voice.
"There..."
Hisoka flicked the switch on the wall bringing to light the source of Sakura's fear. Thick red fluid stained the walls of the genkan. The dark liquid spread it's horrific colour down to their feet yet still towered over them like looming shadows. To the shinigami's surprise the young girl stood up. To Hisoka this came as much more of a surprise. Even from were he stood he could sense her pain and fear. Wild foreign emotions run through his every nerve. They scared him. What he saw before him was remarkably different. Her face was blank, unreadable. She walked over to the blood stained room and reached down into the velvet pools. When she spoke it was no longer in that quiet shaken tone. For that brief moment Hisoka envied her ability to control her own emotions.
"I'm sorry" She said as she pulled out the dark wet object. She held it out to Tsuzuki and apologised again.
Tsuzuki cried. He recognised the object she held out to him. It was his shoes that he had left in the genkan when he had arrived. (Hisoka's trainers were safe in the upstairs medical room, lucky.) Watching the scene wide eyed Hisoka decided to take back the little admiration he had developed for Sakura. She looked down her face still void of emotion.
"Have I been bad? Did I do something wrong?" Tears started to form in her blank evergreen eyes. "I'm I being punished?" Tsuzuki tried to comfort the distraught girl but she pulled back not allowing him to touch her.
"Onijima."
Tsuzuki looked passed Sakura's figure to see his young partner leaning over the step of the genkan. Blood dripped from the hand he help up for Tsuzuki to see.
"This blood is Onijima's."
Tsuzuki turned back to Sakura. But she had frozen, petrified, staring at the stairway into the house behind him.
A low and evil laugh came from the shadows of that stairway. The shinigami turned quickly to see the source of the cruel laughter. They saw nothing with their eyes but Hisoka could feel its presence.
"It's up there."
"You have been a bad girl Sakura, a very bad girl!"
"No!" Sakura held her head in her hands. She fought with herself to remain calm, to show no weakness to her enemy as she had been taught, but still the voice echoed in her head. "Grandfather! What's happening!? Why are you doing this!?"
"What? You mean to say that monster is...!?"
That cold laugh continued taunting them. Begging them to come and face him. Tsuzuki pulled out a fuda from the inside depths of his black suit
"Stay here and keep this" he said as he gave it to Sakura. He ran to keep up with his partner who had already started to make his way up the stairs. Hisoka had suddenly stopped at the top of the stairs to which Tsuzuki nearly fell back down so as not to run into his smaller partner. Hisoka picked up a piece of glass.
"It... destroyed the lights."
Surly enough when they looked around all they saw was darkness. Hisoka desperately wanted to go back, or find a torch something that would help him see were he was. But he also wanted to prove he was brave and strong, not the little boy that Tsuzuki sometimes treated him as. He shifted uneasily allowing Tsuzuki to pass him, he seemed to be having no trouble adjusting to the black vortex of shadows. Hisoka picked up his courage, his pride, and followed Tsuzuki into the darkness.
Sakura sat alone in the genkan, It wasn't that she was too scared to move, she was lost deep in her own thoughts. She could leave the house, she would be safer. But the door... She looked up. She could clearly see it was locked even though its metallic surface was now shining tints of crimson. She shuddered remembering her grandfathers' face as he... her thoughts trailed. He wasn't her grandfather. He was something else/...and those people had gone to find it!/ She stood up, panicking. She hadn't told them anything about what she saw! /I've put them in danger!/ She stopped as she made her way up the stairs. It was the sound of footsteps that caught her attention. She took a breath and slowly she turned back to the Genkan. What she saw put a smile on her face before she fell forwards, unconscious, into the pale arms of her 'saviour'. From her hand slipped a purple piece of paper. It floated to the ground, useless.
Hisoka closed his eyes in concentration, if he couldn't see his enemy he'd feel it. It was only a little further... waiting for them. Its presence was far too big to be anything human. He opened his eyes warning Tsuzuki of the danger ahead, but he was nowhere to be seen. He could sense his partner close by but without the visual aid he began to feel scared. Alone in the dark. It was a feeling he had experienced often as a child and yet had never got used to. Stepping forward he tripped. Rubbing the pain on his head he reached down to see what he had tripped over. It was his trainers! /That means I'm in the upstairs medical room./ He reached for the bed nearby and sat down on the soft mattress to put on his trainers. From here he could regain his bearings. The room was quite small and lead into the larger living area, that was were he sensed the monster was. Tsuzuki wasn't too far. He would have to hurry too warn his partner before he wandered into a trap. It was then that he remembered a small staircase in the corner of the room./ It must lead to the larger facilities downstairs...that could be how that thing got passed us on the stairs./ Hoping Sakura would be safe downstairs he made his way out of the room. He reached the door just in time to see a flash of light and Tsuzuki's body being thrown across the room.
"Tsuzuki!!"
"Hisoka! Don't move!!" Hisoka froze as told. He looked around but the brief flash had once again defocused his eyes. And everything seemed twice as obscure.
"It's blind!" He heard Tsuzuki move the debris he had crashed into as he picked himself up. "It's trying to give us the same weakness." Tsuzuki's footsteps echoed, he wasn't even attempting to hide his position. "Well, I have no problem seeing in the dark."
This slightly angered Hisoka. He knew Tsuzuki meant him no wrong but he felt useless. Tsuzuki was protecting him again. When he had yelled Tsuzuki's name he had attracted the demon's attention and it was heading in his direction. He stood still keeping his breathing as shallow as possible. The demon had stopped also, it was not being fooled by Tsuzuki's distractions. Hisoka felt something-wet drip on his shoulder.
"SHIMATTA!!!" Tsuzuki charged his young colleague, knocking him to the ground just as teeth bore down on his position. Sharp fangs ripped down his back tearing deep in the dark fabric and flesh.
"Tsuzuki?" Hisoka couldn't help but blush as the larger man squalled over him grinned and winked in reply. As he stood up he pulled out a fuda chanting and ancient spell. As he did so Hisoka looked at his wet hands marked in Tsuzuki's blood. From Tsuzuki's hands erupt a blast of purple flame lighting up the whole room. The Shinigami looked up mortified at the true form of their foe. In the corner the bloodied form of Doctor Onijima had been assimilated into the demon, his eyes heavily scared. From the Onijima demon a web-like body surrounded them from above. Other heads, mostly that of young women, sprouted from its body all eyes scared. Blood dripped from the fangs of the head above them.
Hisoka caught Tsuzuki as he stumbled. Tsuzuki's wound had already begun to heal but cut was large and blood still ran heavily down Hisoka's arms as he held his partner steady.
"I can't...I can't summon my shikigami." He said weakly "We would be caught up in the attack if we tried to destroy it all..."
Hisoka's eyes scanned the demon. Before he had felt the demons presence nearby, But the sudden attack had taken him by surprise. He looked up to the woman's scared head and felt/...nothing? /
"Sou Da!!" The heads were nothing but empty shells being controlled by the demon somewhere else. It was using the web to travel between the heads so it can attack. /If we find the right head we can destroy it...Ah!/ "Over there!!" He could see it clearly the demon had such a dark soul, full of hatred. He could hear the screams of the past victims it had devoured, but it didn't care, it didn't disturb him instead it made him thrive for more. More victims, more blood, more power!!.
"Tsuzuki, the demons presence...over there!" He pointed to the direction he felt the strongest kehai "Summon your shiki to destroy that one!" Hisoka then collapse to the floor holding his head. /I'm sorry/ he though as the screams grew louder in his head.
Tsuzuki wasted no time in questioning Hisoka's plan. He clasped his hands together and began to chant.
"Fushite nagai tatematsuru
ware o kagosuru 12 no kami yo
aoiki mizu aoiki hikari
kooreru toiki to narite teki o ute!!
Ideyo Souryuu!!!"
Winds blew up around him soon followed by streams of water. From the small typhoon he had created emerged the form of the large water dragon.
"Achiyo Souryuu!" Hisoka looked up to see A bright light form in Souryuu's sharp jaws. He aimed exactly for the spot Hisoka felt the demon keihai. Suddenly the demon reacted, its web like body fell from the ceiling. Souryuu compensated charging with his ice attack.
"Wa...Wait!!" Hisoka's warning came too late. The two powers collided shaking the old building. Tsuzuki and Hisoka had no time to move as large cracks made their way towards their feet. The floor gave way. Debris fell to through to the floor below. Souryuu disappeared, his job done, the demon destroyed. It's body slowly turned to dust, disembodied heads remained falling in the pit below.
Hisoka grasped onto a broken piece of wooden flooring, splinters scaring his already blood-covered hands. Below him, with his other hand he held Tsuzuki's arm. He had lost a lot of blood making him far too weak to fly. Sad violet eyes looked up to him. "Can you fly up?" They asked uncertainly.
With all his strength Hisoka tried to pull Tsuzuki and himself up. The extra weight of his partner prevented him from flying. His face contorted in pain as thin fragments of wood entered his skin.
"I can't" He said through grit teeth "I'm...I'm not strong enough!!"
"..." Tsuzuki reached up to the hand that held him so tightly. The hand that protected him. "Don't think you're not strong enough." He whispered prying the delicate discoloured fingers from his arm.
"Stop it! Tsuzuki!!"
Kind violet eyes smiled at him as they were consumed in the darkness below.
"TSUZUKI~~!!!"
Silence settled in the house. Hisoka landed softly on the ground floor of the larger medical facility. It was barely recognisable with all the debris from the above room. He found Tsuzuki's body, unconscious but still healing quickly. He would wake soon perhaps with some aching limbs but he would be fine. Hisoka sighed, taking off his loose pale green shirt and placing it under his partners' head for comfort. As he did so he caught the reflection of a light on a nearby beaker. He turned facing the centre of the room. The light came from a hand torch left nearby. "Sakura?" He asked stepping slowly towards the torch. He kicked it slightly with his foot and watched it roll. The light shifted to reveal the shadow of a figure lying lifeless ahead.
"Sakura..."
/Is this a dream?/ Shadows danced around her, calling her forward. /I've been here before.../ Orange flames reflected in her bright eyes. She walked down the path laid out by candles. /Someone's here.../
"Such a good child" She stopped recognising those deep tones "Bring him to me." She closed her eyes raising her hands to lightly touch each side of her head. "Yes..." She whispered. "I'll do anything for you..." She opened her now pale green eyes. The bright colours of her hair gradually lost their pigmentation and her teeth grew, sharper, deadlier. The young vampire grinned inspecting the length her new fangs with her tongue.
"Anything... Sensei."
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Lifestream by Mana
Yami no Matsuei (c) Matsushita Yoko
Phew finally finished
This is just a rough first draft that was quickly typed (Over 3 days). I didn't consentrate much on all that stuff my english teachers have been trying to teach me over the passed 3 years. Nyahahahaha~
I'll try find time between projects to fix this chapter up a bit. Comments always welcome.
Chapter 4
Sakura has been made into one of Muraki's puppets. Will her will be strong enough to fight his, will Hisoka's? Could Tsuzuki's birthday get any worse!?
"Feel the embrace of my loving gift" - Muraki
Watch out slight Yaoi ahead!
Chapter 3 special
The cooking scene?
Heh heh~ A bit of my own element in Sakuras' personality. World's worst cook! Yup worse than that of Tsuzuki (Even Akane Tendo!!). I wrote this scene out a few times but I preferred writing it from Hisoka's point of view.
(I've just relised much of this is from Hisoka's POV but not all. Is that confusing or does it just show lack of talent ^.^;;?)
So what were they trying to cook? How did it get on fire? Why did I bother?
If you don't wanna know don't read on. If your still reading...wow thx .
Well they were (trying) to cook Nikkufurai... or Pork fry. Sakura was heating the oil and Tsuzuki making the tenketsu sauce. Well, Sakura had the heating up a little (or lot) too high and when Tsuzuki ignored the instructions for the sauce she was distracted trying to fix his error. The fry caught fire. Being in oil adding water would make the fire spread further. (Probably, I'm only guessing this but it sounds right)
Why bother? Two words - Fireman Hisoka *Drool*
No not really. The truth well that's a HI~MI~TSU~ 3
Lifestream
"She did give us a little trouble, but everything is fine."
Sakura smiled politely at the tall man on the other side of the door. Dr Muraki Kazutaka, she owed her life to this man and respected him greatly. He had once asked her how strong her trust in him was. Still been very young at the time she him answered without hesitation "Stronger than anything in the whole wide world! I'll do anything for you sensei! I promise!"
She sighed petting the kitten Asato as she purred in her master's arms. /Even now/ she thought /I'd do anything for you sensei./
"Why don't you come in?" She asked hopefully looking up at the good doctor "I'm sure our guests would love to meet the man who saved my life."
"I would not be so certain of that fact, Miss Sakura."
"Huh?"
He laughed slightly at her surprised reaction. Sakura almost melted. /He has such a beautiful laugh, he should laugh more often./ She blushed realising where her thoughts where trailing /He has a girlfriend! He has a girlfriend...oh if I were just a little older.../
"Is something wrong?"
"Uh...No! ...No eheh heh heh..." Her blush reddened she couldn't think of anything to say. The whole previous conversation left her memory with that deep mysterious laugh.
" I have...something I must discuss with Dr Onijima" From his pocket he pulled out a piece card, much like a business card and gave it to the younger girl.
"Please tell him to meet me here later tonight"
She took the card noting the beautifully written address. /Sensei do you have any flaw?/
Even as he left she still watched him. His every delicate movement until her white angel was long out of her sight.
"Hmm?" Tsuzuki looked through the wall of books curiously. Mostly medical books and other books made for study. He sighed in defeat, he had wanted to get a book for Hisoka to read but all these books seemed more for hard work than for enjoying. It was just then he began to wonder just what kind of books Hisoka read anyway. After all Hisoka was the Gushoushin brother's favourite customer.
"I'm studying medicine." Tsuzuki turned round to see Sakura enter the room. She picked up a pale yellow cooking apron and began to tie it round her waist. "One day I want to be able to save lives."
"Just like Dr Onijima?"
"Un" she smiled. "...But also like Sensei."
"Sensei?"
"My doctor from a long time ago, the one responsible for saving my life." She blushed and giggled slightly to herself. "Lets not talk about such things. Grandfather had to go visit a friend so I'm going to cook something for us to eat. What would you like?"
Tsuzuki, at the mention of the work "cook", was at her side instantly. Violet Puppy dog eyes pleading her to let him help cook. /I've never seen anyone with that eye colour before; it's very cute./ She laughed and patted the Tsuzuki puppy agreeing to let him help. (Oh my)
"Ahh~~ Wait! Not that!! Wha~~ it's too much!"
Hisoka sat up hearing Sakura's voice from the next room. He fell back on the bed assuming Tsuzuki was causing some kind of trouble. He stared at the ceiling for a while thinking about what had happened earlier. He was feeling much stronger now but still he felt he should have recovered much faster. There was something else bothering him about before. He lay in the bed, listening to Sakura's panicked voice, trying to remember what it was. He closed his eyes feeling the presence of those in the house. He felt Sakura and Tsuzuki but the old mans presence was nowhere nearby. He opened his eyes feeling Tsuzuki's panic joining Sakura's. It was then he smelled /...burning?/ He quickly jumped out of the bed and ran into the next room. His worst fear was confirmed. Tsuzuki was trying to cook! And it had gone horribly wrong. Whatever it was they were trying to cook was now engulfed in flames. Tsuzuki and Sakura stood over the flames trying to beat them out. All of a sudden Tsuzuki threw his cloth aside and clasped his hands together as if in prayer.
"Fushite nagai tatematsuru..."
"Tsuzuki-san what are you..."
"...Ware o kagosuru 12 no kami yo--..."
"Baka!"
"Ideyo~"
"Tsuzuki!!"
"Sou~Huwaaa~~ acha~~"
"Oh my!"
Tsuzuki held his throbbing head in his hands. Something had hit him. Hard. He looked up to see an angered Hisoka standing over him. In his hands he held a large red cylinder (which now had a slight dent in it).
"Oh, that will work..." Mumbled Tsuzuki through tears of pain and embarrassment. Hisoka however wasted no time going into fireman action. Sakura helped Tsuzuki to his feet as white spread and the fire diminished. Hisoka remained still, back facing them.
"Kurosaki-san, Thank you so very much!"
"Water... would have made the fire spread." It was a faint reply barely audible for the two standing behind the young shinigami.
"Water?" Sakura tilted her head confused. Tsuzuki however stepped backward slowly anticipating Hisoka's ice cold glare to strike him at any moment. Sakura reached a hand out to Hisoka's shoulder. She jumped as just centimetres from his touch he turned. Dark emerald eyes glared at them. So cold but there was something else. She stood not listening to Hisoka's words of anger, to which Tsuzuki cowered behind her begging forgiveness, instead she looked into those emerald orbs and saw not the anger that was present in his face but the fear and worry he had felt for his friend. She couldn't help but smile at the young man before her who tried so hard to deny his true feelings.
"You truly are a kind person, Kurosaki-san."
Hisoka faltered. He hadn't expected that. Before he could inquire her meaning she had already crossed the room and picked up the telephone.
"I'm glad you're feeling much stronger. How about I order us a take out?"
Hisoka sweatdroped as he saw her press the speed dial to make her order.
/Could it be that this girl is an even worse cook than Tsuzuki!?/
"Yes doctor, it shall be done immediately." Muraki smiled and turned away from the old man he had requested to meet. Onijima hobbled away, they had been drinking but it was not the alcohol in his blood that made him queasy. It was something far more dangerous. Muraki laughed looking up to the night sky. His deep sound echoed to the stars. Beautiful, and yet so mysterious. "Come to me Tsuzuki-san and feel the embrace of my loving gift."
Tsuzuki slurped up the last of his beef ramen special deluxe with approval "That was great, Gochisousama!"
"Gochisousama." Hisoka was much quieter than Tsuzuki as he placed his ohashi carefully over the empty bowl. Sakura squealed with delight.
"I'm so glad you liked it. We know the owners quite well, they are always happy to have new customers taste their food."
It was then that they heard the sound of the front door open, close then lock.
"That must be grandfather! Please excuse me." She giggled giving her two guests her cutest smile as she left the room to meet her grandfather.
Tsuzuki grinned watching the door she had just left from. "Interesting girl."
"And?" Hisoka asked. Large innocent eyes turned to him.
"And?" They replied teasing the younger emeralds.
Hisoka rubbed his forehead knowing that the investigation had gone nowhere while he had been unconscious. He was surprised when he heard Tsuzuki speak in a more serious tone than norm.
"There is nothing out of the ordinary about this house. Miss Sakura and Dr Onijima seem like two healthy people living out a normal life. Miss Sakura is very dependent on Onijima. He is one of the doctors who saved her life when she was a child and has even provided for her a home and education. It could be that she has found a way to repay the doctor by extending his life. No, I don't think that is true. She appears to have no knowledge of the doctors' illness. I suppose we can assume then that a third party is involved... 'The one responsible'. "
Hisoka Blinked. This was the second time today someone had surprised him in this way. His face faltered as he turned to see Tsuzuki grinning at him.
"What!?" he demanded
"I'm good, aren't I? Ne? Ne?"
Hisoka sat back in the chair defeated "Chikusho~"
"UWHAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~~~~~~~!!!"
"Sakura!?"
"EnmaDaioh-sama!?" The bird like creature that assisted EnmaDaioh burst through the doors of Enmacho's highest level. He bowed behind the figure that stood at a balcony overlooking JuOhCho. "Daioh-sama, That person has once again become an interference in your affairs."
"Tsuzuki?"
"Not exactly sir, Miss Yasuragi. The one Tsuzuki-dono and that boy are now investigating."
"I see, leave it."
"But Daioh-sama!?"
"I shall allow his part in this play."
"...Yes EnmaDaioh-sama"
Tsuzuki and Hisoka ran into the genkan to see Sakura sat on the wooden tiles her face pale and frightened.
"Sakura-Chan? What is it? What's wrong!?"
Sakura didn't turn to Tsuzuki's plea's she just stared at the darkness in front of her and replied in a quiet shaky voice.
"There..."
Hisoka flicked the switch on the wall bringing to light the source of Sakura's fear. Thick red fluid stained the walls of the genkan. The dark liquid spread it's horrific colour down to their feet yet still towered over them like looming shadows. To the shinigami's surprise the young girl stood up. To Hisoka this came as much more of a surprise. Even from were he stood he could sense her pain and fear. Wild foreign emotions run through his every nerve. They scared him. What he saw before him was remarkably different. Her face was blank, unreadable. She walked over to the blood stained room and reached down into the velvet pools. When she spoke it was no longer in that quiet shaken tone. For that brief moment Hisoka envied her ability to control her own emotions.
"I'm sorry" She said as she pulled out the dark wet object. She held it out to Tsuzuki and apologised again.
Tsuzuki cried. He recognised the object she held out to him. It was his shoes that he had left in the genkan when he had arrived. (Hisoka's trainers were safe in the upstairs medical room, lucky.) Watching the scene wide eyed Hisoka decided to take back the little admiration he had developed for Sakura. She looked down her face still void of emotion.
"Have I been bad? Did I do something wrong?" Tears started to form in her blank evergreen eyes. "I'm I being punished?" Tsuzuki tried to comfort the distraught girl but she pulled back not allowing him to touch her.
"Onijima."
Tsuzuki looked passed Sakura's figure to see his young partner leaning over the step of the genkan. Blood dripped from the hand he help up for Tsuzuki to see.
"This blood is Onijima's."
Tsuzuki turned back to Sakura. But she had frozen, petrified, staring at the stairway into the house behind him.
A low and evil laugh came from the shadows of that stairway. The shinigami turned quickly to see the source of the cruel laughter. They saw nothing with their eyes but Hisoka could feel its presence.
"It's up there."
"You have been a bad girl Sakura, a very bad girl!"
"No!" Sakura held her head in her hands. She fought with herself to remain calm, to show no weakness to her enemy as she had been taught, but still the voice echoed in her head. "Grandfather! What's happening!? Why are you doing this!?"
"What? You mean to say that monster is...!?"
That cold laugh continued taunting them. Begging them to come and face him. Tsuzuki pulled out a fuda from the inside depths of his black suit
"Stay here and keep this" he said as he gave it to Sakura. He ran to keep up with his partner who had already started to make his way up the stairs. Hisoka had suddenly stopped at the top of the stairs to which Tsuzuki nearly fell back down so as not to run into his smaller partner. Hisoka picked up a piece of glass.
"It... destroyed the lights."
Surly enough when they looked around all they saw was darkness. Hisoka desperately wanted to go back, or find a torch something that would help him see were he was. But he also wanted to prove he was brave and strong, not the little boy that Tsuzuki sometimes treated him as. He shifted uneasily allowing Tsuzuki to pass him, he seemed to be having no trouble adjusting to the black vortex of shadows. Hisoka picked up his courage, his pride, and followed Tsuzuki into the darkness.
Sakura sat alone in the genkan, It wasn't that she was too scared to move, she was lost deep in her own thoughts. She could leave the house, she would be safer. But the door... She looked up. She could clearly see it was locked even though its metallic surface was now shining tints of crimson. She shuddered remembering her grandfathers' face as he... her thoughts trailed. He wasn't her grandfather. He was something else/...and those people had gone to find it!/ She stood up, panicking. She hadn't told them anything about what she saw! /I've put them in danger!/ She stopped as she made her way up the stairs. It was the sound of footsteps that caught her attention. She took a breath and slowly she turned back to the Genkan. What she saw put a smile on her face before she fell forwards, unconscious, into the pale arms of her 'saviour'. From her hand slipped a purple piece of paper. It floated to the ground, useless.
Hisoka closed his eyes in concentration, if he couldn't see his enemy he'd feel it. It was only a little further... waiting for them. Its presence was far too big to be anything human. He opened his eyes warning Tsuzuki of the danger ahead, but he was nowhere to be seen. He could sense his partner close by but without the visual aid he began to feel scared. Alone in the dark. It was a feeling he had experienced often as a child and yet had never got used to. Stepping forward he tripped. Rubbing the pain on his head he reached down to see what he had tripped over. It was his trainers! /That means I'm in the upstairs medical room./ He reached for the bed nearby and sat down on the soft mattress to put on his trainers. From here he could regain his bearings. The room was quite small and lead into the larger living area, that was were he sensed the monster was. Tsuzuki wasn't too far. He would have to hurry too warn his partner before he wandered into a trap. It was then that he remembered a small staircase in the corner of the room./ It must lead to the larger facilities downstairs...that could be how that thing got passed us on the stairs./ Hoping Sakura would be safe downstairs he made his way out of the room. He reached the door just in time to see a flash of light and Tsuzuki's body being thrown across the room.
"Tsuzuki!!"
"Hisoka! Don't move!!" Hisoka froze as told. He looked around but the brief flash had once again defocused his eyes. And everything seemed twice as obscure.
"It's blind!" He heard Tsuzuki move the debris he had crashed into as he picked himself up. "It's trying to give us the same weakness." Tsuzuki's footsteps echoed, he wasn't even attempting to hide his position. "Well, I have no problem seeing in the dark."
This slightly angered Hisoka. He knew Tsuzuki meant him no wrong but he felt useless. Tsuzuki was protecting him again. When he had yelled Tsuzuki's name he had attracted the demon's attention and it was heading in his direction. He stood still keeping his breathing as shallow as possible. The demon had stopped also, it was not being fooled by Tsuzuki's distractions. Hisoka felt something-wet drip on his shoulder.
"SHIMATTA!!!" Tsuzuki charged his young colleague, knocking him to the ground just as teeth bore down on his position. Sharp fangs ripped down his back tearing deep in the dark fabric and flesh.
"Tsuzuki?" Hisoka couldn't help but blush as the larger man squalled over him grinned and winked in reply. As he stood up he pulled out a fuda chanting and ancient spell. As he did so Hisoka looked at his wet hands marked in Tsuzuki's blood. From Tsuzuki's hands erupt a blast of purple flame lighting up the whole room. The Shinigami looked up mortified at the true form of their foe. In the corner the bloodied form of Doctor Onijima had been assimilated into the demon, his eyes heavily scared. From the Onijima demon a web-like body surrounded them from above. Other heads, mostly that of young women, sprouted from its body all eyes scared. Blood dripped from the fangs of the head above them.
Hisoka caught Tsuzuki as he stumbled. Tsuzuki's wound had already begun to heal but cut was large and blood still ran heavily down Hisoka's arms as he held his partner steady.
"I can't...I can't summon my shikigami." He said weakly "We would be caught up in the attack if we tried to destroy it all..."
Hisoka's eyes scanned the demon. Before he had felt the demons presence nearby, But the sudden attack had taken him by surprise. He looked up to the woman's scared head and felt/...nothing? /
"Sou Da!!" The heads were nothing but empty shells being controlled by the demon somewhere else. It was using the web to travel between the heads so it can attack. /If we find the right head we can destroy it...Ah!/ "Over there!!" He could see it clearly the demon had such a dark soul, full of hatred. He could hear the screams of the past victims it had devoured, but it didn't care, it didn't disturb him instead it made him thrive for more. More victims, more blood, more power!!.
"Tsuzuki, the demons presence...over there!" He pointed to the direction he felt the strongest kehai "Summon your shiki to destroy that one!" Hisoka then collapse to the floor holding his head. /I'm sorry/ he though as the screams grew louder in his head.
Tsuzuki wasted no time in questioning Hisoka's plan. He clasped his hands together and began to chant.
"Fushite nagai tatematsuru
ware o kagosuru 12 no kami yo
aoiki mizu aoiki hikari
kooreru toiki to narite teki o ute!!
Ideyo Souryuu!!!"
Winds blew up around him soon followed by streams of water. From the small typhoon he had created emerged the form of the large water dragon.
"Achiyo Souryuu!" Hisoka looked up to see A bright light form in Souryuu's sharp jaws. He aimed exactly for the spot Hisoka felt the demon keihai. Suddenly the demon reacted, its web like body fell from the ceiling. Souryuu compensated charging with his ice attack.
"Wa...Wait!!" Hisoka's warning came too late. The two powers collided shaking the old building. Tsuzuki and Hisoka had no time to move as large cracks made their way towards their feet. The floor gave way. Debris fell to through to the floor below. Souryuu disappeared, his job done, the demon destroyed. It's body slowly turned to dust, disembodied heads remained falling in the pit below.
Hisoka grasped onto a broken piece of wooden flooring, splinters scaring his already blood-covered hands. Below him, with his other hand he held Tsuzuki's arm. He had lost a lot of blood making him far too weak to fly. Sad violet eyes looked up to him. "Can you fly up?" They asked uncertainly.
With all his strength Hisoka tried to pull Tsuzuki and himself up. The extra weight of his partner prevented him from flying. His face contorted in pain as thin fragments of wood entered his skin.
"I can't" He said through grit teeth "I'm...I'm not strong enough!!"
"..." Tsuzuki reached up to the hand that held him so tightly. The hand that protected him. "Don't think you're not strong enough." He whispered prying the delicate discoloured fingers from his arm.
"Stop it! Tsuzuki!!"
Kind violet eyes smiled at him as they were consumed in the darkness below.
"TSUZUKI~~!!!"
Silence settled in the house. Hisoka landed softly on the ground floor of the larger medical facility. It was barely recognisable with all the debris from the above room. He found Tsuzuki's body, unconscious but still healing quickly. He would wake soon perhaps with some aching limbs but he would be fine. Hisoka sighed, taking off his loose pale green shirt and placing it under his partners' head for comfort. As he did so he caught the reflection of a light on a nearby beaker. He turned facing the centre of the room. The light came from a hand torch left nearby. "Sakura?" He asked stepping slowly towards the torch. He kicked it slightly with his foot and watched it roll. The light shifted to reveal the shadow of a figure lying lifeless ahead.
"Sakura..."
/Is this a dream?/ Shadows danced around her, calling her forward. /I've been here before.../ Orange flames reflected in her bright eyes. She walked down the path laid out by candles. /Someone's here.../
"Such a good child" She stopped recognising those deep tones "Bring him to me." She closed her eyes raising her hands to lightly touch each side of her head. "Yes..." She whispered. "I'll do anything for you..." She opened her now pale green eyes. The bright colours of her hair gradually lost their pigmentation and her teeth grew, sharper, deadlier. The young vampire grinned inspecting the length her new fangs with her tongue.
"Anything... Sensei."
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Lifestream by Mana
Yami no Matsuei (c) Matsushita Yoko
Phew finally finished
This is just a rough first draft that was quickly typed (Over 3 days). I didn't consentrate much on all that stuff my english teachers have been trying to teach me over the passed 3 years. Nyahahahaha~
I'll try find time between projects to fix this chapter up a bit. Comments always welcome.
Chapter 4
Sakura has been made into one of Muraki's puppets. Will her will be strong enough to fight his, will Hisoka's? Could Tsuzuki's birthday get any worse!?
"Feel the embrace of my loving gift" - Muraki
Watch out slight Yaoi ahead!
Chapter 3 special
The cooking scene?
Heh heh~ A bit of my own element in Sakuras' personality. World's worst cook! Yup worse than that of Tsuzuki (Even Akane Tendo!!). I wrote this scene out a few times but I preferred writing it from Hisoka's point of view.
(I've just relised much of this is from Hisoka's POV but not all. Is that confusing or does it just show lack of talent ^.^;;?)
So what were they trying to cook? How did it get on fire? Why did I bother?
If you don't wanna know don't read on. If your still reading...wow thx .
Well they were (trying) to cook Nikkufurai... or Pork fry. Sakura was heating the oil and Tsuzuki making the tenketsu sauce. Well, Sakura had the heating up a little (or lot) too high and when Tsuzuki ignored the instructions for the sauce she was distracted trying to fix his error. The fry caught fire. Being in oil adding water would make the fire spread further. (Probably, I'm only guessing this but it sounds right)
Why bother? Two words - Fireman Hisoka *Drool*
No not really. The truth well that's a HI~MI~TSU~ 3