Wishing Kokoros
By: Mirai Kurosaki
Chapter 4
A/N: Muahahaha!
~*~*~*~
The thunder growled against the winds and lightening flew across the sky. The violent, yet somewhat peaceful storm carried on while the two forms took warmth against each other's body heat. Tsuzuki's eyes pierced through the darkness, meeting the droplets on the window. He frowned and cuddled closer to Hisoka, who lied in his arms.
"The droplets remind me of one of Johann Sebastian Bach's famous masterpieces."
Tsuzuki's head lowered to watch the boy shift his weight into a more comfortable position. He then asked, "You like Bach?"
A tiny smile was met on the boy's face. Such excitement was brought into Tsuzuki's heart at seeing the sight.
"Yes. He's a wonderful musician. The song it reminds me of is Air from Overture Number 3 in D major."
A soft thunder rolled over the home. "You remember the names of his songs by heart?"
Hisoka nodded and met Tsuzuki's eyes. "Oh, yes."
"Tell me more of his songs that you like."
The boy softly sighed and said, "Well, I have a few. There's Brandenburg Concerto number 3 in G major, a lovely and popular piece. Brandenburg Concerto number 6 in B flat follows the previous one. Both remind me of dancing in the Sakura forest with Miyuki."
He felt Tsuzuki tense at the name. He waited a moment to continue on. "Menut and Badinerie is a very peaceful one. Many also enjoy A Musical Offering. That one reminds me of a nightingale singing. Menuet in D minor is also a favorite one of mine."
"Ah...I like Air too."
"You've listened to it before, Tsuzuki?"
Tsuzuki shook his head and laughed. "I listen while you are. When you're in the study reading and listening to music. You're so into your books you don't even know I'm there."
Guilt crumbled upon Hisoka. "Sorry."
"It's not your fault. What book were you so interested in that you didn't notice me?" He wrapped his arms tighter around Hisoka and caressed the boy's hair.
Emerald eyes closed. The boy responded, "I was reading a romance. I had finished Romeo and Juliet two weeks ago and was moved by it. I wanted to read another romance."
"What's it called," asked Tsuzuki.
"The Taming of the Shrew."
Tsuzuki smiled. "You like it?"
The thunder shook the place once again with its loud protest. Waiting for the storm to calm, Hisoka said, "Yes. I'm almost done with it."
Both continued to watch the storm grow violently. The thunder had seemed to grown stronger and the winds to screech louder. The petals swayed beautifully along the window, as if performing a masterpiece. Neither of the two forms wanted to move.
"Tsuzuki, I think I should get going now."
The older man growled in the back of his throat and sat up, staring at Hisoka. Hisoka had already begun searching through the closet to prepare him. He pulled out a coat that appeared to be thick enough to protect his sensitive skin in the harsh weather. Slipping on the jacket, he then grabbed his shoes and placed them on. Placing the hood over his head, Hisoka met Tsuzuki's gaze.
Tsuzuki protested. "You can't go! That man is insane! What if he kidnaps you?" He hadn't even realize that he had a grip on the boy's frail shoulders as he was speaking.
Give a look of irritation, Hisoka pried Tsuzuki off him and said, "Listen, don't be stupid. You know I have to take the risk. And don't even think about coming with me, either. It's not safe enough."
"But, Hisoka! I don't want to see you hurt! I'm coming with you!" Tsuzuki pleaded yet it had no effect on Hisoka's decision.
Hisoka demanded, "You stay here. Don't be an idiot. If you want to help me, think for once and think of the consequences of you coming with me. That's the end of this discussion."
Tsuzuki frowned and thought for a moment. I guess it would be better this way. I don't want him to get hurt, though. He sighed and nodded. "Okay. I guess you're right."
"No. You know I'm right."
The storm flashed lightening and roared. Tsuzuki stared at the fragile boy before him. In a flash Hisoka gave a tiny wave and blurred away slowly. As soon as Hisoka had left, Tsuzuki grabbed his jacket quickly and ran out into the cold.
"You should no better, Hisoka, that I don't listen very well." With that, Tsuzuki teleported out.
~*~*~*~
Hisoka reappeared in a rather old building. He shook his head, regaining his senses, and began wondering around the home with awe. It then struck him that he was in the same old mansion where the Kyomeito family once lived.
He noticed the library room and shuddered. That horrible experience kept his temptation to enter the room low. So instead he began heading up the stairs. The carpet was a deep sapphire shade and scarlet walls surrounding the whole mansion. Hisoka reached the top of the staircase and paused. There are at least four directions to chose from.
Hisoka sighed. "This place is so damn big. Where do I go now?"
"I believe that you seek for me, my doll."
Time seemed to have halted in a deadly stop. Emerald eyes turned and locked with maliciously silver ones. Both forms stared at one another.
"Muraki."
Muraki gave an evil smirk as he approached Hisoka. "Why the glum look, boy? You wanted to see me, did you not? Well, I'm here. And might I add, I'm very pleased to see you again."
~*~*~*~
"Let's see, now. This Miyuki guy is...hmm...Yes! Look, look, look Tatsumi! I found it! I found it! Aren't you so proud of me? Looky!"
Tatsumi stood from his seat and peered over Watari's shoulder to see what had gotten him so excited. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What did you find?"
Fingers began typing furiously across the keyboard and a new page appeared on the computer screen. As the page was downloading, Watari happily looked up at Tatsumi.
"I found out the background information on Miyuki! Look!"
Concentrating on the screen, Tatsumi read.
"Miyuki, age twenty-three and heir to the throne of the Kyomeito Kingdom. Kingdom? There's a kingdom in Nagasaki? How come I was never informed about this?"
Watari leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. He explained, "You see, Tatsumi, Kyomeito Kingdom is somewhat a fantasy place where Miyuki and his family lived in. It says in this specific document that I have encountered that the Kingdom was well known for its kind rulers. Along with this data, Miyuki was finally born; however, it was a 'mistake', as said."
Tatsumi asked, "Mistake? What for?"
"Miyuki was an accident. He was born and not born with a gift to become somewhat partially human. This is probably why Hisoka had known him."
"Kurosaki-kun knows Miyuki?"
Watari nodded. "While doing some research on the kid while he was asleep, I noticed that Miyuki was an imaginary friend to Hisoka when he was a young child. Because Miyuki wasn't completely real, the kid believed in him more until Miyuki knew so much about Hisoka that he became real."
Blue eyes widened slightly. "What do you mean 'became real'."
"Miyuki is part of Hisoka's mind. The reason why we never knew about this Kingdom was because of a legend."
"Explain."
Watari said, "There was a legend I heard once about a world where life is the same; yet, magical. Doctors weren't needed because the art of magic and purity existed. This place is that very same kingdom where Miyuki comes from. All the people knew about was happiness and kindness. The two rulers, whom where Miyuki's parents, watched over that world and Earth."
"What about the Spiritual world?" asked Tatsumi, sitting himself back down.
Watari proudly pointed to himself and Tatsumi. "That's where the Shinigami come in. See, the rulers couldn't control deaths. Despite that all they knew about happiness, Earth was a whole different story. They realized that there were people who killed and sinned. The law in the world states that they will have nothing to do with evil and so they assigned the task to Shinigami."
"What about the house? Why was it burned down and how could it belong to a fantasy world?"
"Good question!" Watari stated. "But I do not know yet!" ^_^
A crash was heard from Tatsumi, who had just facefaulted. @_@
"All I can conclude is that they came to earth for some purpose and were discovered by someone or something that didn't want them to live any longer."
Tatsumi dusted himself off and adjusted his glasses. He then said, "All we can do now then is wait and let you finish the files on the report you were suppose to have done by now."
"Exactly. Oh, and Tatsumi?"
"Hmm?"
"What files?"
.
By: Mirai Kurosaki
Chapter 4
A/N: Muahahaha!
~*~*~*~
The thunder growled against the winds and lightening flew across the sky. The violent, yet somewhat peaceful storm carried on while the two forms took warmth against each other's body heat. Tsuzuki's eyes pierced through the darkness, meeting the droplets on the window. He frowned and cuddled closer to Hisoka, who lied in his arms.
"The droplets remind me of one of Johann Sebastian Bach's famous masterpieces."
Tsuzuki's head lowered to watch the boy shift his weight into a more comfortable position. He then asked, "You like Bach?"
A tiny smile was met on the boy's face. Such excitement was brought into Tsuzuki's heart at seeing the sight.
"Yes. He's a wonderful musician. The song it reminds me of is Air from Overture Number 3 in D major."
A soft thunder rolled over the home. "You remember the names of his songs by heart?"
Hisoka nodded and met Tsuzuki's eyes. "Oh, yes."
"Tell me more of his songs that you like."
The boy softly sighed and said, "Well, I have a few. There's Brandenburg Concerto number 3 in G major, a lovely and popular piece. Brandenburg Concerto number 6 in B flat follows the previous one. Both remind me of dancing in the Sakura forest with Miyuki."
He felt Tsuzuki tense at the name. He waited a moment to continue on. "Menut and Badinerie is a very peaceful one. Many also enjoy A Musical Offering. That one reminds me of a nightingale singing. Menuet in D minor is also a favorite one of mine."
"Ah...I like Air too."
"You've listened to it before, Tsuzuki?"
Tsuzuki shook his head and laughed. "I listen while you are. When you're in the study reading and listening to music. You're so into your books you don't even know I'm there."
Guilt crumbled upon Hisoka. "Sorry."
"It's not your fault. What book were you so interested in that you didn't notice me?" He wrapped his arms tighter around Hisoka and caressed the boy's hair.
Emerald eyes closed. The boy responded, "I was reading a romance. I had finished Romeo and Juliet two weeks ago and was moved by it. I wanted to read another romance."
"What's it called," asked Tsuzuki.
"The Taming of the Shrew."
Tsuzuki smiled. "You like it?"
The thunder shook the place once again with its loud protest. Waiting for the storm to calm, Hisoka said, "Yes. I'm almost done with it."
Both continued to watch the storm grow violently. The thunder had seemed to grown stronger and the winds to screech louder. The petals swayed beautifully along the window, as if performing a masterpiece. Neither of the two forms wanted to move.
"Tsuzuki, I think I should get going now."
The older man growled in the back of his throat and sat up, staring at Hisoka. Hisoka had already begun searching through the closet to prepare him. He pulled out a coat that appeared to be thick enough to protect his sensitive skin in the harsh weather. Slipping on the jacket, he then grabbed his shoes and placed them on. Placing the hood over his head, Hisoka met Tsuzuki's gaze.
Tsuzuki protested. "You can't go! That man is insane! What if he kidnaps you?" He hadn't even realize that he had a grip on the boy's frail shoulders as he was speaking.
Give a look of irritation, Hisoka pried Tsuzuki off him and said, "Listen, don't be stupid. You know I have to take the risk. And don't even think about coming with me, either. It's not safe enough."
"But, Hisoka! I don't want to see you hurt! I'm coming with you!" Tsuzuki pleaded yet it had no effect on Hisoka's decision.
Hisoka demanded, "You stay here. Don't be an idiot. If you want to help me, think for once and think of the consequences of you coming with me. That's the end of this discussion."
Tsuzuki frowned and thought for a moment. I guess it would be better this way. I don't want him to get hurt, though. He sighed and nodded. "Okay. I guess you're right."
"No. You know I'm right."
The storm flashed lightening and roared. Tsuzuki stared at the fragile boy before him. In a flash Hisoka gave a tiny wave and blurred away slowly. As soon as Hisoka had left, Tsuzuki grabbed his jacket quickly and ran out into the cold.
"You should no better, Hisoka, that I don't listen very well." With that, Tsuzuki teleported out.
~*~*~*~
Hisoka reappeared in a rather old building. He shook his head, regaining his senses, and began wondering around the home with awe. It then struck him that he was in the same old mansion where the Kyomeito family once lived.
He noticed the library room and shuddered. That horrible experience kept his temptation to enter the room low. So instead he began heading up the stairs. The carpet was a deep sapphire shade and scarlet walls surrounding the whole mansion. Hisoka reached the top of the staircase and paused. There are at least four directions to chose from.
Hisoka sighed. "This place is so damn big. Where do I go now?"
"I believe that you seek for me, my doll."
Time seemed to have halted in a deadly stop. Emerald eyes turned and locked with maliciously silver ones. Both forms stared at one another.
"Muraki."
Muraki gave an evil smirk as he approached Hisoka. "Why the glum look, boy? You wanted to see me, did you not? Well, I'm here. And might I add, I'm very pleased to see you again."
~*~*~*~
"Let's see, now. This Miyuki guy is...hmm...Yes! Look, look, look Tatsumi! I found it! I found it! Aren't you so proud of me? Looky!"
Tatsumi stood from his seat and peered over Watari's shoulder to see what had gotten him so excited. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What did you find?"
Fingers began typing furiously across the keyboard and a new page appeared on the computer screen. As the page was downloading, Watari happily looked up at Tatsumi.
"I found out the background information on Miyuki! Look!"
Concentrating on the screen, Tatsumi read.
"Miyuki, age twenty-three and heir to the throne of the Kyomeito Kingdom. Kingdom? There's a kingdom in Nagasaki? How come I was never informed about this?"
Watari leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. He explained, "You see, Tatsumi, Kyomeito Kingdom is somewhat a fantasy place where Miyuki and his family lived in. It says in this specific document that I have encountered that the Kingdom was well known for its kind rulers. Along with this data, Miyuki was finally born; however, it was a 'mistake', as said."
Tatsumi asked, "Mistake? What for?"
"Miyuki was an accident. He was born and not born with a gift to become somewhat partially human. This is probably why Hisoka had known him."
"Kurosaki-kun knows Miyuki?"
Watari nodded. "While doing some research on the kid while he was asleep, I noticed that Miyuki was an imaginary friend to Hisoka when he was a young child. Because Miyuki wasn't completely real, the kid believed in him more until Miyuki knew so much about Hisoka that he became real."
Blue eyes widened slightly. "What do you mean 'became real'."
"Miyuki is part of Hisoka's mind. The reason why we never knew about this Kingdom was because of a legend."
"Explain."
Watari said, "There was a legend I heard once about a world where life is the same; yet, magical. Doctors weren't needed because the art of magic and purity existed. This place is that very same kingdom where Miyuki comes from. All the people knew about was happiness and kindness. The two rulers, whom where Miyuki's parents, watched over that world and Earth."
"What about the Spiritual world?" asked Tatsumi, sitting himself back down.
Watari proudly pointed to himself and Tatsumi. "That's where the Shinigami come in. See, the rulers couldn't control deaths. Despite that all they knew about happiness, Earth was a whole different story. They realized that there were people who killed and sinned. The law in the world states that they will have nothing to do with evil and so they assigned the task to Shinigami."
"What about the house? Why was it burned down and how could it belong to a fantasy world?"
"Good question!" Watari stated. "But I do not know yet!" ^_^
A crash was heard from Tatsumi, who had just facefaulted. @_@
"All I can conclude is that they came to earth for some purpose and were discovered by someone or something that didn't want them to live any longer."
Tatsumi dusted himself off and adjusted his glasses. He then said, "All we can do now then is wait and let you finish the files on the report you were suppose to have done by now."
"Exactly. Oh, and Tatsumi?"
"Hmm?"
"What files?"
.