It's time again!!! Well, if the suspense was well heated in the second chapter, then it will be boiling hot here!! How so? Let's just sum it up in one word: confrontation.
Chapter 3
It wasn't easy tracking him down. The closer they seemed, the further away he seemed. As if he knew they were trying to find him.
Hisoka kept his mind clear as he followed Muraki's presence. He knew not to be scared, but one half of him wanted to run away and hide.
He stopped and cursed in frustration. "Dammit!! Every time we get close, he moves farther away!! It's like he's playing with us!!"
"We'll find him," said Tsuzuki. "He'll probably tire and come out soon."
Hisoka nodded to that and continued walking with Tsuzuki. He had noticed that Tsuzuki hadn't offered to 'split up' to find Muraki. Hisoka understood that more than anyone. No one had a thicker hatred for Muraki more than them. Muraki lusted after Tsuzuki and literally drove him to attempt suicide. As for Hisoka...it had Muraki himself who had killed him.
I hate him, thought Hisoka. Oh God, I hate him. I hate him for what he did to me, and for what he did to Tsuzuki. And if he's involved in this mess...
Hisoka stopped his train of thought as he noticed that Tsuzuki had stopped. Hisoka looked at him and noted the pure disgust and anger in his face. Hisoka followed his gaze, knowing full well of what they would see.
Muraki.
Tsuzuki held his ground, though it took all of his willpower. He was torn between killing Muraki right then or running away in fear.
Muraki was dressed in his usual outfit of everything white. Full white business suit complete with a long white trench coat. The only thing of color he wore were the blood red stones in his ears.
"You two," he said, his voice lacking his usual malice. "What brings you both here?"
"Don't play dumb!!!" snapped Hisoka. "We know you're behind all this!!!"
"All what? Oh, you mean the mess in Meifu."
"That's right. Why did you do it?"
"As much as I would love to take all the credit for that, I'm afraid there's a responsible party for it, and it isn't me."
Tsuzuki nearly lost his temper. "And why should we believe you?! You've killed so many people, in cold blood!!"
"Quite a hobby, don't you think?"
Tsuzuki's anger swelled into pure hatred. "Stop this all right now!!! Or I'll..."
"Or you'll what, Tsuzuki-san? Kill me? No, you don't have the strength to do it." Muraki took a step towards Tsuzuki. He winced without realizing it, silently cursing Muraki.
Hisoka stepped forward and put himself in front of Tsuzuki. "Enough!!! Tell us right now!!!"
"I told you," said Muraki. "That I'm not responsible for this. Although...I am gonna see one of their representatives later."
"So you ARE involved with them!!!!"
"Not in the way you're implying. It's..." for a second Muraki actually had an expression on his face. It was a look of regret. "There's someone...who's involved who shouldn't be." His face turned back to a look of cold amusement. "Then again, it really isn't either of yours business, is it?"
Tsuzuki couldn't choke out words. Luckily, Hisoka had his say. "Fine. Keep denying it if you want. But know this: sooner or later it will be your time. And believe me, I won't hold any regrets when I kill you." He turned and started walking away.
"Hisoka!!" exclaimed Tsuzuki.
"Let's go. We aren't gonna get any info from him, and at this point in time, we have more important things to do than kill him."
Tsuzuki knew Hisoka was right. He started after him when he heard that cold voice again.
"And by the way, Tsuzuki-san..."
Tsuzuki half-turned, trying not to wince as Muraki approached him. "What?!"
"That one time, when you were my guinea pig...I completely enjoyed it. I hope you share my feelings." He reached out to caress Tsuzuki's face but Tsuzuki moved away quickly.
"I hate you," he growled. "I've never hated anyone more than you. What you did to Hisoka...what you did to me..." he paused, trying to fight his tears. "If you try to get in our way and..." he couldn't choke out the word. "I won't be responsible for my actions."
With that, he turned around to follow Hisoka. He knew Muraki was behind some of this. He just knew it.
"'Soka-chan, do we really need to camp out?" complained Tsuzuki as the tent was pitched up.
"Yes," said Hisoka. "We don't want THEM to know where we are."
"But since Muraki is gonna go see their representative, don't you think he'll tell them where we are?"
Hisoka stopped. "Tsuzuki...I know this sounds crazy especially coming from me of all people, but I don't think Muraki's involved."
"What?"
"The words he had said today, and the way he had said them...it didn't seem at all like him. Y'know, how he said 'There's someone who's involved who shouldn't be'. I...never mind. I'm just thinking strange."
"Well, I've been thinking too. If there's someone he knows that's involved, who would it be?"
"I don't know. Muraki doesn't care about anyone. But I can't help but wonder."
Tsuzuki put a hand on Hisoka's shoulder. "We're both tired. Let's think about it tomorrow when we have clear heads."
"You're right. Let's get settled in."
After they had the tent completely up and the sleeping bags down, they both settled down to sleep.
"...Hisoka?"
"Yes?"
"I was wondering...we may have to confront Muraki a few times...you'll stand with me, right?"
"Of course. We're partners, aren't we?"
"It isn't just that...I know you feel uncomfortable around him. I almost can't stand to go through a confrontation. I..."
Hisoka understood him. Very carefully, he reached out and took Tsuzuki's warm hand in his. He ignored the mental pain of Tsuzuki's emotions that rushed through him. He really was scared of Muraki. Deep down, he really never wanted to see him again.
"You don't have to worry, Tsuzuki. I'll stand by you through anything. I know it hurts to face him. Hell, I know it all too well. But if you don't face him, you'll be terrified for years, and you'll always wonder if you made the right decision. Well, I'm sure you'll do that even if you face him. But the point is...he has hurt us both. We want him to suffer in the worst kind of way, not caring how or what method. It's natural to feel like that, and I refuse to say it's wrong. And Tsuzuki, no matter what I'll stand by you to the very end. Even if I die."
Hisoka could sense that Tsuzuki was on the verge of tears. He felt Tsuzuki move his hand so that their fingers were intertwined. He raised their conjoined hands, bringing Hisoka's to his face. He gently kissed his knuckles, and Hisoka savored the new emotion he felt through Tsuzuki.
"Thank you, Hisoka. No one has ever given me as much hope as you. And tomorrow...let's not think of it. Whatever plans we have we can come up with tomorrow."
Hisoka almost stiffened. He could sense through Tsuzuki's emotions of what he wanted. He wanted to take Hisoka into his arms and hold him with all the love in his heart. He wanted to kiss his lips, feel his body's warmth, and most of all make love to him.
Hisoka shared his feelings. But he wanted wasn't ready for anything to intimate. "We'll definitely need the sleep."
"...Okay. Good night 'Soka-chan."
"'Night, Tsuzuki."
Hisoka watched him fall asleep before he himself did. Not once through their slumber did their intertwined fingers loosen.
Muraki cleaned his glasses for the third time. They were late...
"Muraki..." it was a cold, sinister voice.
"About time," said Muraki. "Now where is he?"
"Oh, you'll see him in good time. Now onto business-"
"No. No business until I see him."
The demon laughed in scornful amusement. "I didn't expect you to care for such a human so much. It shocks me, really."
"What I do is no business of yours. Now let me see him."
"What if you can't? What if his life is at stake?" Muraki stiffened. The demon laughed again. "These are the conditions of Razius: you join us and we'll let him go...or put him to good use. And if you don't join us, we kill him. Got it?"
Muraki remained silent. It angered him that 'he' fell into their hands. Now Muraki was bent at their will.
"So, what do you say? Will you join us?"
Muraki glared at the demon for putting him in this position. He knew the decision he was about to make was one he wouldn't like, but he had no choice.
Slowly, and scornfully, Muraki gave the demon his answer.
What did Muraki say? Will he join them? Or not? Who is 'he'? Will Hisoka loosen up for once? All this and more on the next Dynasty...just kidding. So, what did you think? Confused? Frustrated? Well, the questions above will be answered in good time. Please R&R and be sure to tune in for another exciting adventure!!!! ^_^
Chapter 3
It wasn't easy tracking him down. The closer they seemed, the further away he seemed. As if he knew they were trying to find him.
Hisoka kept his mind clear as he followed Muraki's presence. He knew not to be scared, but one half of him wanted to run away and hide.
He stopped and cursed in frustration. "Dammit!! Every time we get close, he moves farther away!! It's like he's playing with us!!"
"We'll find him," said Tsuzuki. "He'll probably tire and come out soon."
Hisoka nodded to that and continued walking with Tsuzuki. He had noticed that Tsuzuki hadn't offered to 'split up' to find Muraki. Hisoka understood that more than anyone. No one had a thicker hatred for Muraki more than them. Muraki lusted after Tsuzuki and literally drove him to attempt suicide. As for Hisoka...it had Muraki himself who had killed him.
I hate him, thought Hisoka. Oh God, I hate him. I hate him for what he did to me, and for what he did to Tsuzuki. And if he's involved in this mess...
Hisoka stopped his train of thought as he noticed that Tsuzuki had stopped. Hisoka looked at him and noted the pure disgust and anger in his face. Hisoka followed his gaze, knowing full well of what they would see.
Muraki.
Tsuzuki held his ground, though it took all of his willpower. He was torn between killing Muraki right then or running away in fear.
Muraki was dressed in his usual outfit of everything white. Full white business suit complete with a long white trench coat. The only thing of color he wore were the blood red stones in his ears.
"You two," he said, his voice lacking his usual malice. "What brings you both here?"
"Don't play dumb!!!" snapped Hisoka. "We know you're behind all this!!!"
"All what? Oh, you mean the mess in Meifu."
"That's right. Why did you do it?"
"As much as I would love to take all the credit for that, I'm afraid there's a responsible party for it, and it isn't me."
Tsuzuki nearly lost his temper. "And why should we believe you?! You've killed so many people, in cold blood!!"
"Quite a hobby, don't you think?"
Tsuzuki's anger swelled into pure hatred. "Stop this all right now!!! Or I'll..."
"Or you'll what, Tsuzuki-san? Kill me? No, you don't have the strength to do it." Muraki took a step towards Tsuzuki. He winced without realizing it, silently cursing Muraki.
Hisoka stepped forward and put himself in front of Tsuzuki. "Enough!!! Tell us right now!!!"
"I told you," said Muraki. "That I'm not responsible for this. Although...I am gonna see one of their representatives later."
"So you ARE involved with them!!!!"
"Not in the way you're implying. It's..." for a second Muraki actually had an expression on his face. It was a look of regret. "There's someone...who's involved who shouldn't be." His face turned back to a look of cold amusement. "Then again, it really isn't either of yours business, is it?"
Tsuzuki couldn't choke out words. Luckily, Hisoka had his say. "Fine. Keep denying it if you want. But know this: sooner or later it will be your time. And believe me, I won't hold any regrets when I kill you." He turned and started walking away.
"Hisoka!!" exclaimed Tsuzuki.
"Let's go. We aren't gonna get any info from him, and at this point in time, we have more important things to do than kill him."
Tsuzuki knew Hisoka was right. He started after him when he heard that cold voice again.
"And by the way, Tsuzuki-san..."
Tsuzuki half-turned, trying not to wince as Muraki approached him. "What?!"
"That one time, when you were my guinea pig...I completely enjoyed it. I hope you share my feelings." He reached out to caress Tsuzuki's face but Tsuzuki moved away quickly.
"I hate you," he growled. "I've never hated anyone more than you. What you did to Hisoka...what you did to me..." he paused, trying to fight his tears. "If you try to get in our way and..." he couldn't choke out the word. "I won't be responsible for my actions."
With that, he turned around to follow Hisoka. He knew Muraki was behind some of this. He just knew it.
"'Soka-chan, do we really need to camp out?" complained Tsuzuki as the tent was pitched up.
"Yes," said Hisoka. "We don't want THEM to know where we are."
"But since Muraki is gonna go see their representative, don't you think he'll tell them where we are?"
Hisoka stopped. "Tsuzuki...I know this sounds crazy especially coming from me of all people, but I don't think Muraki's involved."
"What?"
"The words he had said today, and the way he had said them...it didn't seem at all like him. Y'know, how he said 'There's someone who's involved who shouldn't be'. I...never mind. I'm just thinking strange."
"Well, I've been thinking too. If there's someone he knows that's involved, who would it be?"
"I don't know. Muraki doesn't care about anyone. But I can't help but wonder."
Tsuzuki put a hand on Hisoka's shoulder. "We're both tired. Let's think about it tomorrow when we have clear heads."
"You're right. Let's get settled in."
After they had the tent completely up and the sleeping bags down, they both settled down to sleep.
"...Hisoka?"
"Yes?"
"I was wondering...we may have to confront Muraki a few times...you'll stand with me, right?"
"Of course. We're partners, aren't we?"
"It isn't just that...I know you feel uncomfortable around him. I almost can't stand to go through a confrontation. I..."
Hisoka understood him. Very carefully, he reached out and took Tsuzuki's warm hand in his. He ignored the mental pain of Tsuzuki's emotions that rushed through him. He really was scared of Muraki. Deep down, he really never wanted to see him again.
"You don't have to worry, Tsuzuki. I'll stand by you through anything. I know it hurts to face him. Hell, I know it all too well. But if you don't face him, you'll be terrified for years, and you'll always wonder if you made the right decision. Well, I'm sure you'll do that even if you face him. But the point is...he has hurt us both. We want him to suffer in the worst kind of way, not caring how or what method. It's natural to feel like that, and I refuse to say it's wrong. And Tsuzuki, no matter what I'll stand by you to the very end. Even if I die."
Hisoka could sense that Tsuzuki was on the verge of tears. He felt Tsuzuki move his hand so that their fingers were intertwined. He raised their conjoined hands, bringing Hisoka's to his face. He gently kissed his knuckles, and Hisoka savored the new emotion he felt through Tsuzuki.
"Thank you, Hisoka. No one has ever given me as much hope as you. And tomorrow...let's not think of it. Whatever plans we have we can come up with tomorrow."
Hisoka almost stiffened. He could sense through Tsuzuki's emotions of what he wanted. He wanted to take Hisoka into his arms and hold him with all the love in his heart. He wanted to kiss his lips, feel his body's warmth, and most of all make love to him.
Hisoka shared his feelings. But he wanted wasn't ready for anything to intimate. "We'll definitely need the sleep."
"...Okay. Good night 'Soka-chan."
"'Night, Tsuzuki."
Hisoka watched him fall asleep before he himself did. Not once through their slumber did their intertwined fingers loosen.
Muraki cleaned his glasses for the third time. They were late...
"Muraki..." it was a cold, sinister voice.
"About time," said Muraki. "Now where is he?"
"Oh, you'll see him in good time. Now onto business-"
"No. No business until I see him."
The demon laughed in scornful amusement. "I didn't expect you to care for such a human so much. It shocks me, really."
"What I do is no business of yours. Now let me see him."
"What if you can't? What if his life is at stake?" Muraki stiffened. The demon laughed again. "These are the conditions of Razius: you join us and we'll let him go...or put him to good use. And if you don't join us, we kill him. Got it?"
Muraki remained silent. It angered him that 'he' fell into their hands. Now Muraki was bent at their will.
"So, what do you say? Will you join us?"
Muraki glared at the demon for putting him in this position. He knew the decision he was about to make was one he wouldn't like, but he had no choice.
Slowly, and scornfully, Muraki gave the demon his answer.
What did Muraki say? Will he join them? Or not? Who is 'he'? Will Hisoka loosen up for once? All this and more on the next Dynasty...just kidding. So, what did you think? Confused? Frustrated? Well, the questions above will be answered in good time. Please R&R and be sure to tune in for another exciting adventure!!!! ^_^