A Piece Of Cake
By: Teno Hikari
email: tenohikari@cs.com / teno_hikari@yahoo.com
* Disclaimers: If I did own the gorgeous bishounen from Yami no Matsuei... I would have made more yaoi scenes ^_~
* Summary: How do you hide a secret relationship between a homicidal doctor's friend and dream-uke, from the homicidal doctor? The third piece to the 'Rude Awakening Arc' ... I really can't say no to you reviewers ^_^;
* Warning: yaoi (m/m) pairing and some lemony *hints*
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It was eight o'clock in the morning and Tsuzuki wanted cake. Oh how he craved it more than ever. Over the decades, cake had made his life worth living ... well, his 'life' as a Shinigami. Everyday he would wake up and eat to his heart's content (or until he was broke) only to go back to bed and dream of repeating the process. But between getting up and going back to bed he had to go to work. Same old, same old day when he and his PMS suffering partner had to go to the mortal realm, assigned to solve murder cases that always lead up to one man ...
"Honestly," the older Shinigami yawned. "Why don't we just shoot him and be done with it?"
His partner scowled, "NO! He must suffer like I have suffered!"
With an evil grin (which was quite out of his character) the young Shinigami continued, "He must feel pain until he begs for death! MUWAHAHAHAAHA!"
Tsuzuki sweat dropped nervously at his partner's uncharacteristic evil laughter and shook his head, "Jeez, you're getting weirder everyday ... next thing I know you're going to be buying antique dolls and wearing all one color..."
"I'm perfectly sane," Hisoka muttered.
"Riiiight," the older Shinigami starred at Hisoka dressed in a denim blue outfit while carrying a Hello Kittly doll.
"So, who's the victim this time?"
"You know how it is," Tsuzuki shrugged. "Always pretty girls ... never any pretty boys like Hijiri ..."
Hisoka glared.
"Are you jealous?"
"No ..."
"If you were Pinocchio, your nose would stick out six feet in front of you ..."
"Who or what the hell is Pinocchio?" Hisoka continued to glare.
"A puppet who ..."
"I'm no one's puppet! NO ONE'S!!!!!"
Tsuzuki sighed as he covered his puppy ears, "Why won't you ever let me finish my explanations?"
The two Shinigami's stopped dead (okay just stopped) in their tracks. Muraki appeared before them, summoning up a cold breeze to blow the hair away that was covering his freaky eye. The dynamic dead duo(1) shivered and starred.
"It's summer ...," Tsuzuki noted. "Where the hell is this wind coming from?"
Muraki smiled at the violet-eyed Shinigami, "Hello my darling, Tsuzuki-san ... and ... :: Glares at Hisoka :: ... boy."
"Stop calling me 'boy'!" Hisoka shouted. "I have a name! It's Hisoka! HI-SO-KA!"
The doctor ignored the youth's tantrum as he inched closer to Tsuzuki (who inched away). "It's been awhile, Tsuzuki-san ... I've missed you ..."
His fake eye began to glow and Tsuzuki found himself backing away in fright. "Eep! Why is your eye glowing?"
"Don't you like it? It's a new implant that helps me see in the dark. It will come in very useful for certain night time activities in my bedroom," Muraki purred and gave the brunette a knowing smile.
Tsuzuki blenched, "Just when I thought you couldn't get anymore crazier ... and perverted ..."
The killer smiled maniacally as he continued to freak out the Shinigami pair. "Eye glows on... eye glows off ... eye glows on ... eye glows off ... eye glows on ... eye glows off ... eye glows on ..."
"STOP IT!" Both of them cried in union.
"Anyway," the cold breeze was gone and the silver hair fell back into place, covering the freaky eye. Muraki looked like a sane person once again. Looked like. "As you know I am behind the murder case you have been assigned to today."
"Yeah," Hisoka shrugged. "We knew."
Muraki smiled mysteriously, "But you don't know why now, do you?"
"So you can lure me in," Tsuzuki answered.
"No," the killer shook his head gravely. "It is so I can lure you in, Tsuzuki-san."
The Shinigami twitched in annoyance, "I just said that ..."
"It has also come to my attention that you are being unfaithful to me ..." Muraki sniffed.
Another twitch, "What?! We're not married! How could I be unfaithful if I was never faithful to begin with?!"
The doctor glared angrily, ignoring Tsuzuki's words entirely. "I must know, Tsuzuki-san. Who is responsible for making you happy? Who?!" :: glares at Hisoka again:: "It's you, isn't it?"
Hisoka gave the man a blank stare before turning to his partner, "What's psycho doctor talking about, Tsuzuki?"
Sweat dropping, the older man backed away even further. "Look at the time! It's almost lunch and since we've uncovered who the murderer is (and will always be) ... I'm gonna go eat!"
Hisoka blinked, "Tsuzuki?"
Tsuzuki runs off.
Muraki scowled, "He's hiding something from me ... I must follow. But first ..."
His freaky eye switched on, much to Hisoka's growing annoyance.
"I must make my classically beautiful exit(2)."
The homicidal doctor tosses pillow in the air which then explodes, sending feathers raining down all over the place.
"Dammit ...," Hisoka cursed as Muraki disappeared. "I'm not cleaning this up again!"
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Author's Ramble
This was supposed to be one big story but I broke it up into little parts.
(1) Pictures Tsuzuki and Hisoka as Batman and Robin ^^;
Tsuzuki ::In Batman outfit making a heroic Superman pose:: "Fear not citizens! The Dynamic Dead Duo are here to save the day! .... ::mumbles:: Ow ... my underwear is wedged to far..."
Hisoka :: In Robin costume (the 70's live version - the one with underwear without the tights ^^;) :: "I hate this..." :: Glares at the stupid yellow cape :: "I don't look like a robin ... I look like the gayest gay who ever gayed.... ~_~# ...."
Muraki :: In Joker costume :: "I don't like the green hair but the purple suit is nice ... the color of Batman-Tsuzuki-san's eyes ..." :: drools at the sight of Tsuzuki in black spandex ::
Tsuzuki :: Covers himself with his cape :: "Stop looking at me, you perverted clown!!!!"
(2) Well, Where do you think the feathers come from???
By: Teno Hikari
email: tenohikari@cs.com / teno_hikari@yahoo.com
* Disclaimers: If I did own the gorgeous bishounen from Yami no Matsuei... I would have made more yaoi scenes ^_~
* Summary: How do you hide a secret relationship between a homicidal doctor's friend and dream-uke, from the homicidal doctor? The third piece to the 'Rude Awakening Arc' ... I really can't say no to you reviewers ^_^;
* Warning: yaoi (m/m) pairing and some lemony *hints*
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It was eight o'clock in the morning and Tsuzuki wanted cake. Oh how he craved it more than ever. Over the decades, cake had made his life worth living ... well, his 'life' as a Shinigami. Everyday he would wake up and eat to his heart's content (or until he was broke) only to go back to bed and dream of repeating the process. But between getting up and going back to bed he had to go to work. Same old, same old day when he and his PMS suffering partner had to go to the mortal realm, assigned to solve murder cases that always lead up to one man ...
"Honestly," the older Shinigami yawned. "Why don't we just shoot him and be done with it?"
His partner scowled, "NO! He must suffer like I have suffered!"
With an evil grin (which was quite out of his character) the young Shinigami continued, "He must feel pain until he begs for death! MUWAHAHAHAAHA!"
Tsuzuki sweat dropped nervously at his partner's uncharacteristic evil laughter and shook his head, "Jeez, you're getting weirder everyday ... next thing I know you're going to be buying antique dolls and wearing all one color..."
"I'm perfectly sane," Hisoka muttered.
"Riiiight," the older Shinigami starred at Hisoka dressed in a denim blue outfit while carrying a Hello Kittly doll.
"So, who's the victim this time?"
"You know how it is," Tsuzuki shrugged. "Always pretty girls ... never any pretty boys like Hijiri ..."
Hisoka glared.
"Are you jealous?"
"No ..."
"If you were Pinocchio, your nose would stick out six feet in front of you ..."
"Who or what the hell is Pinocchio?" Hisoka continued to glare.
"A puppet who ..."
"I'm no one's puppet! NO ONE'S!!!!!"
Tsuzuki sighed as he covered his puppy ears, "Why won't you ever let me finish my explanations?"
The two Shinigami's stopped dead (okay just stopped) in their tracks. Muraki appeared before them, summoning up a cold breeze to blow the hair away that was covering his freaky eye. The dynamic dead duo(1) shivered and starred.
"It's summer ...," Tsuzuki noted. "Where the hell is this wind coming from?"
Muraki smiled at the violet-eyed Shinigami, "Hello my darling, Tsuzuki-san ... and ... :: Glares at Hisoka :: ... boy."
"Stop calling me 'boy'!" Hisoka shouted. "I have a name! It's Hisoka! HI-SO-KA!"
The doctor ignored the youth's tantrum as he inched closer to Tsuzuki (who inched away). "It's been awhile, Tsuzuki-san ... I've missed you ..."
His fake eye began to glow and Tsuzuki found himself backing away in fright. "Eep! Why is your eye glowing?"
"Don't you like it? It's a new implant that helps me see in the dark. It will come in very useful for certain night time activities in my bedroom," Muraki purred and gave the brunette a knowing smile.
Tsuzuki blenched, "Just when I thought you couldn't get anymore crazier ... and perverted ..."
The killer smiled maniacally as he continued to freak out the Shinigami pair. "Eye glows on... eye glows off ... eye glows on ... eye glows off ... eye glows on ... eye glows off ... eye glows on ..."
"STOP IT!" Both of them cried in union.
"Anyway," the cold breeze was gone and the silver hair fell back into place, covering the freaky eye. Muraki looked like a sane person once again. Looked like. "As you know I am behind the murder case you have been assigned to today."
"Yeah," Hisoka shrugged. "We knew."
Muraki smiled mysteriously, "But you don't know why now, do you?"
"So you can lure me in," Tsuzuki answered.
"No," the killer shook his head gravely. "It is so I can lure you in, Tsuzuki-san."
The Shinigami twitched in annoyance, "I just said that ..."
"It has also come to my attention that you are being unfaithful to me ..." Muraki sniffed.
Another twitch, "What?! We're not married! How could I be unfaithful if I was never faithful to begin with?!"
The doctor glared angrily, ignoring Tsuzuki's words entirely. "I must know, Tsuzuki-san. Who is responsible for making you happy? Who?!" :: glares at Hisoka again:: "It's you, isn't it?"
Hisoka gave the man a blank stare before turning to his partner, "What's psycho doctor talking about, Tsuzuki?"
Sweat dropping, the older man backed away even further. "Look at the time! It's almost lunch and since we've uncovered who the murderer is (and will always be) ... I'm gonna go eat!"
Hisoka blinked, "Tsuzuki?"
Tsuzuki runs off.
Muraki scowled, "He's hiding something from me ... I must follow. But first ..."
His freaky eye switched on, much to Hisoka's growing annoyance.
"I must make my classically beautiful exit(2)."
The homicidal doctor tosses pillow in the air which then explodes, sending feathers raining down all over the place.
"Dammit ...," Hisoka cursed as Muraki disappeared. "I'm not cleaning this up again!"
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Author's Ramble
This was supposed to be one big story but I broke it up into little parts.
(1) Pictures Tsuzuki and Hisoka as Batman and Robin ^^;
Tsuzuki ::In Batman outfit making a heroic Superman pose:: "Fear not citizens! The Dynamic Dead Duo are here to save the day! .... ::mumbles:: Ow ... my underwear is wedged to far..."
Hisoka :: In Robin costume (the 70's live version - the one with underwear without the tights ^^;) :: "I hate this..." :: Glares at the stupid yellow cape :: "I don't look like a robin ... I look like the gayest gay who ever gayed.... ~_~# ...."
Muraki :: In Joker costume :: "I don't like the green hair but the purple suit is nice ... the color of Batman-Tsuzuki-san's eyes ..." :: drools at the sight of Tsuzuki in black spandex ::
Tsuzuki :: Covers himself with his cape :: "Stop looking at me, you perverted clown!!!!"
(2) Well, Where do you think the feathers come from???