Wishing Kokoros

By: Mirai Kurosaki

Chapter 3

Author's Note: Wai! Wai! I'm finally getting back to writing once more! Let's see, this chapter…hmm…might be rather odd. I'm really not sure what's gonna happen so…just enjoy! ^_^;

Rating: Same.

Disclaimer: Same.

Warnings: Same.

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My head hurts…And…I feel like…I'm lying down? Hisoka struggled to open his eyes but the pounding ache in his head agonized too much for any hope of movement. He decided to bring a hand up to rub them slowly allowing his eyes to flutter open easily. Five blurs were the first noticeable thing to him. Hisoka blinked to clear his vision and noticed them as the concerned and relieved faces of Tatsumi, Watari, Wakaba, Terazuma, and a sobbing Tsuzuki.

"Hisokaaaa!!! I'm so sorry! I'll never leave you out of my sight again! Please forgive meeee!" Tsuzuki bawled as his arms wrapped tightly around Hisoka's waist once again.

Hisoka could only blink as his attention then turned to Watari whom had began speaking. "How are you feeling? Does your head hurt?"

"…yeah. Um…what's going on? Why am I here?"

Everyone froze and looked at each other with perplexed looks. Hisoka's irritation began to rise when they all began to stutter, searching for an answer. "Well?" He asked thickly.

Tsuzuki looked up, blinking back more treacherous tears that leaked down his face. "You…you don't remember?! You don't remember?! Oh nooooo! It's my FAULT! Waaaaah!"

"Well if I knew, I wouldn't been asking now would I?!" Hisoka glared at his partner who only cocked his head to the side and resumed wailing. "Shut up! Why are you crying?!"

"Kurosaki-kun…" Tatsumi's gentle and calm voice caught the attention of everyone. He adjusted his glasses and peered through them, fixing them on Hisoka. "We are in Tsuzuki-san's home first off. Last night, while Watari was inspecting you, you had awaken and walked out to some part, as Tsuzuki described it. Do you not remember why you did it?"

Hisoka raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "The last thing I remember is passing out in my office…I think that's all."

Wakaba gave one of her best smiles as she tried to pry Tsuzuki off. "Don't worry, Hisoka-kun. I'm sure that you'll remember." After no success with Tsuzuki, she huffed in defeat and dragged her partner away. "We'll be outside if you need us." And with that, they left the room with quick speed.

Tsuzuki sniffled once more and begin to crawl into the soft mattress where Hisoka lied. He traveled under the sheets and propped himself on his elbows staring at his young partner. "Hisoka…waahhh! I'm sorry!"

"URUSAI!" Green eyes irritably locked with violet teary ones in a war.

A sniffle.

A groan.

"Waaaaah! He HATES me now!" Tsuzuki grabbed a clump of the sheets and sobbed helplessly into them, making odd choking noises hear and there, which disturbed Hisoka, though he sensed a wave a guilt wash over him.

Hisoka frowned and hesitantly placed his pale hands on Tsuzuki's slouched shoulders. He gently squeezed them in a reassuring manner and spoke in a quiet voice to his partner. "Tsuzuki, stop crying. I don't hate you, okay? You're crying is just pushing my rage so that I want to kill you. Whatever happened wasn't you fault. Just forget about it…"

An inu chibi Tsuzuki blinked confusingly. "Demo…"

"No. Stop crying. Now."

Tsuzuki nodded and stared into Hisoka's eyes. God, how he adored such precious and emerald eyes. He wished that time would cease so that the eyes he gazed upon would never turn away. Unfortunately, he knew that he was probably drawing too much attention to himself at the moment and figured it best to stand.

Tatsumi cleared his throat and asked, "So what shall we do now? Obviously this Miyuki is strongly connected with Kurosaki-kun. Perhaps it would be wise if one of us accompanied him at all times. Much like a uh…hmm…bodyguard."

Everyone stood silent for a few moments until Hisoka shook his head fiercely in protest to Tatsumi's suggestion. "No, no. I'll be okay, trust me. A bodyguard is not necessary."

"But of course it is!" Watari happily explained as he stood by Tsuzuki. "And I think Tsuzuki would be the perfect bodyguard, right Tsuzuki?"

The small blush that crept onto Tsuzuki's cheeks made Watari grin even more. Tsuzuki smiled in return and spoke in a chirpy voice. "Of course I am! I promise never to leave my partner's side under any circumstances!"

"I really don't think that's a good idea!"

"Nonsense, Kurosaki-kun. It's settled then, Tsuzuki will be Kurosaki-kun's bodyguard until further notice on this mission." With Tatsumi's last words, everyone (with the exception of Hisoka) smiled widely.

Tsuzuki bent close to Hisoka and whispered, "I promise to take good care of you, 'Soka-chan."

Twitch. Hisoka tore his eyes of Tsuzuki's and sighed. He decided that none of this was important to him at the moment since realizing how exhausted he really seemed. All he wanted was some descant sleep without nightmares. Sadly, he knew it wasn't possible.

Watching Tsuzuki engage in conversation with the other two, Hisoka though about their relationship. Tsuzuki's kind heart and Hisoka's lonely soul…A perfect match? Oh well, thought Hisoka. He yawned and was about to settle himself back into a comfortable position when the room flashed white and began swirling.

What the hell?

"Hisoka?"

"Hey…What's going on? He's awake but…it looks as if though he's in another world…Hey…Hey, kid can you hear me?"

"Kurosaki-kun? Can you hear us?"

"Hisoka! Hisoka! Answer me, please!"

I can hear them…but…I can't really see them…and I doubt they can hear me…agh! Where am I?

Running from what you feared was the truth. Deep into the sakura forests, helplessly shrieking for help. Every second matters as the form behind you chases into a full swift speed. No where to run…No where to hide…You should have listened to me, Hisoka…But you disobeyed and in the end…It cost you your life by meeting that man. No where to run…No where to hide…

No…No! No! Stop it! Stop!

An agonizing prick in his arm and his own screams woke Hisoka back into reality. He was being pinned down by something heavy and someone was shoving a needle of some sort up his arm, causing unbearable pain to flow through his veins. Frantic chatters filled his ears causing them to ring.

"Hisoka? Can you hear me again?" Tsuzuki's voice caused Hisoka to try and focus on the blur above him. He guessed it was Tsuzuki because of the close contact their bodies had and because he was gazing into amethyst eyes.

Hisoka rasped out, "Tsu-Tsuzuki?" With all his screaming his voice was harsh and dry.

Two more faces appeared beside Tsuzuki, perhaps Tatsumi and Watari, Hisoka thought. They all had a relieved look. Tatsumi looked at Watari and asked, "How strong was that medicine?"

Hisoka spoke in his own mind, I guess that explains the pain in my arm. With the needle in one hand, Watari replied, "I think it was pretty strong if he was in pain…it wasn't suppose to hurt but it depends on what he was going through currently." Returning his attention back to Hisoka, Watari waved three fingers in front of his face and asked, "How many fingers do you see."

"Uhh…Three…No…uh…Six…Oh! Thirty-three!"

Everyone sweatdropped and glared at Watari. "Uh…Uh…I guess the medicine was stronger than I thought…I'm sure it'll wear off soon. Oh, looks at the time, I should get started on Hisoka's files back at work. Bye bye!" Watari hesitantly laughed and dashed out of the office.

Tatsumi shook his head and followed after Watari. "Hope you feel better, Kurosaki-kun. We'll talk about what happened to you later. You should really get some rest first. Take care of him, Tsuzuki-san."

"Bye, Tatsumi."

After confirming that Tatsumi had left, Tsuzuki slipped off of Hisoka, yet still holding onto the boy's wrist just in case he was still on a violent rage. Hisoka blinked furiously until he was satisfied that he could see again. He tugged on his wrist but Tsuzuki refused to release them, instead, he forced Hisoka to sit up.

Staring into the boy's eyes, Tsuzuki said, "I'm going to let go of you, okay? You're not going to attack me, okay? I'm your partner, no hurt partner, okay?"

Hisoka's eye twitched.

"Well you let go already?! I'm not dumb, I can still understand you, you idiot; let go!" Hisoka jerked back possession oh his wrist and smacked Tsuzuki's right on the nose. Tsuzuki let out a cry of surprise and cradled his injured nose.

"That was for acting like I had Down's syndrome."

"Hidoi!" Tsuzuki's tears gathered in the corner of his eyes. He released his nose and instantly noticed that it was red and swelling. "Oh well…I guess I'll live. Hey, what happened a few minutes ago? You were talking to us and then you totally went off into LA-LA land."

The wind viciously blew within the night's loneliness as Hisoka tried to explain what had happened. Following every word Hisoka spoke, Tsuzuki's concern grew worse for his companion. When Hisoka finished, all he could do was sigh. What if this Miyuki was after to kill Hisoka? Or worse, take him away where Tsuzuki could never feel his soft skin or his silky hair when it fell in front of Hisoka's emerald eyes?

Gazing to the floor, Tsuzuki heard the rustling of sheets being removed and the shuffling of feet against the carpet floor. He rose his head to spot Hisoka viewing out into the night. Rain droplets began dancing upon the window becoming a performance of grace and beauty. Soft thunder rolled along the Earth's precious creatures.

"Na…Tsuzuki?"

"Hmm?"

Placing his hand against the window pain feeling icy lips kiss his fingertips, Hisoka spoke in such a whisper that Tsuzuki had to stand and move closer to the small and weak form to be in audible range. "What are we going to do? Miyuki won't stop at nothing…I know that there's more to it. Maybe these blackouts I go into indicate the retrospect of my past…Months before and the day I met Muraki."

Already met Hisoka's side Tsuzuki replied, "Do you think that Muraki is part of this, too?"

"Perhaps. But I doubt it. For some reason, I think…I…" Hisoka's voice caught in mid sentence because of the tears that began streaming onto puddles onto the carpet, much like the droplets of rain did with the hard surface. He could only accept the arms that wrapped around his figure.

Melting into Tsuzuki's arms Hisoka looked up with sorrow. "Tsuzuki…"

"No, don't say anything. Let me just hold you, for a little while longer."

Hisoka nodded in understanding.

After what seemed like hours, Hisoka decided that he seriously needed to ask Tsuzuki. A deep sigh emerged from him. Hisoka met Tsuzuki's concerned look once again. "Tsuzuki, I need to speak with him. He's the only one that might be able to help me."

Tsuzuki's grip tightened on the boy with confusion. "Who are you talking about?"

"…Muraki."

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A/N: Well, well, well. What will happen now? Will Hisoka be able to speak with Muraki and if so, what will happen. Let's just say the next chapter is another pure evil one. ^.^