Part. 04
Part title. Accidental theft
Notes. Sorry it took so long for me to get
this out. I've been horribly busy these
last few days. School, Amtgard, mon
joli garcon... *sigh* So much stress. My head's going to explode.
This part isn't too great, but it helps with the plotline, so I may as
well go ahead and get it over with.
Just for note, 'Himichu' is Tsuzuki's pet name for Hisoka, incase you
don't notice it. Isn't it cute? Teehee.
/ thoughts / [
dreams ] ( flashbacks )
::*~~*::
Tsuzuki
knocked on the door of the small apartment.
He stood a ways from the door, waiting for someone to answer. He frowned when no one came and knocked
again, this time louder.
The Shinigami sighed in
frustration and turned to look at his silent partner. Hisoka was looking at the ground, an upset look on his face as
well as a slight blush. Tsuzuki
grinned. "Are you still
embarrassed, Himichu?"
Hisoka glared up at his
partner. "Actually, it was a little
embarrassing. How would you feel in the
same situation?"
Tsuzuki sauntered closer to
the younger Shinigami and whispered softly into his ear, "I would love
to be in that situation..."
Hisoka pushed Tsuzuki away,
much to the man's dismay(a/n; THAT RHYMES! *giggles* that was random). "Not here, Tsuzuki. Have you no control? We don't need someone walking up on us. That's unpresentable."
Tsuzuki gentle ran his fingers
over the bruise on Hisoka's neck.
"Well, then..." He
pulled the boy's coat collar over the mark.
"You have to be presentable, as well."
Hisoka's face turned red. "Damn it, Tsuzuki, you shouldn't leave
marks when we have to go to work, where everyone can see it."
Tsuzuki chuckled. "Why are you so embarrassed? Everyone knows about us, especially since
Watari walked in on us..."
"Yeah, and then told
everyone at the bureau," Hisoka retorted.
"That's no excuse to bite me so hard..."
"You didn't complain when
I did."
"I didn't know it would
leave a mark!" the child growled.
Tsuzuki only laughed at him.
"Of course, you think it's funny.
Why do I put up with you?"
He shook his head.
Tsuzuki took on an innocent
look and nuzzled Hisoka's shoulder.
"Because you love me, right, Himichu?"
Hisoka didn't answer. / He says it so casually... but, love is
such a big deal... How can he throw it
out so easily...? / He sighed and went
to the door, knocking on it loudly, trying to get off the subject.
Tsuzuki's eyes were full of
confusion, surprised by Hisoka's sudden mood change. "Himichu...?"
/ I don't even know how I feel
about you, Tsuzu... / "Should we
just go on in?" / ...so please,
don't ask... /
"What if someone's in
there, though...?"
"Whoever it is is who
we're looking for, anyway, so what does it matter?"
Tsuzuki put his hand to his
chin in consideration. "All right,
let's go," he said with a nod.
Hisoka nodded as well, and then they were both gone in a silver shimmer.
"Well, looks like they
sent us out here for nothing," Tsuzuki muttered looking at the fallen body
on the kitchen floor covered in blood.
"Why did they send us here
if he's already dead?" Hisoka asked, frustrated. "What a waste a time..."
"I guess we should leave,
then..." Tsuzuki looked around one
more time, feeling that something was still out of place. On the kitchen counter, he spied a rather
large pocket knife with a wooden handle.
The entire kitchen was covered in blood except for the knife, making it
stand out. Tsuzuki picked it up for a
closer look.
Hisoka inspected the body,
making sure it was the same as the man in the photo given to them by the bureau;
but when he examined his face, he found that it was a different person. The hair matched the one in the picture
along with the man's frame. The hair...
it strangely looked to be the same colour as Hisoka's. And the face...
"Himichu, there something
wrong?" Tsuzuki asked, standing behind his partner.
"It's just
that..." Hisoka shook his
head. "No, it's nothing. This person just... looked like someone I
knew."
Tsuzuki examined Hisoka's face
for a moment, a little concerned by the emptiness in the boy's voice. He then hugged him from behind, nuzzling his
neck. "Let's go home, all
right? This case is obviously already
solved, so let's just take the rest of the day off..."
"I... guess we
could. I'm still upset that we had to
come here for nothing."
"I'll give you a back
rub, then, to make you less tense. I'm
sure you'll like that..."
Hisoka turned around in
Tsuzuki's arms, staring into the man's eyes.
"Will you fall asleep while you're doing that?" He gently placed a hand on the man's face. "You haven't been sleeping
lately... You look so tired..."
Tsuzuki just smiled and softly
kissed the child on the lips.
"I'll be okay. Let's go,
okay?" Hisoka nodded and they
disappeared in another shimmer of silver.
From the doorway to the
kitchen, a figure stood and grinned.
"Those fools..." He
looked to where the knife had been, his grin almost feral as he noticed its
absence. "He took the
knife..." He looked at the fallen
body and kicked it with his toe.
"And he fell for it...
"Well, then." The man put his hands in the pockets of his
trench coat and walked to the door of the apartment. "I suppose I should get to Meifu. And make the little empath mine..."
Whee, introduced a new person. Well, kind of. Hieh. Well, the plot has been further advanced,
which is all I could really ask for right now.
I'm going to try to do the next part, which is going to be mostly about
Tsuzuki(and a little citrus-y *gringrin*), which makes me squee happy. Yesyes.
Anyway, time for shout-outs! Yaya!
[To hoshii -- Here you are, the next chapter! *wraps it up in gift wrap and hands it to you* Chii!
^_^]
[To Morien Alexander -- I love picking on 'im. And I shall do even more of it.
Yesyes. *evil grin*]
[To Yume -- Now is the next chapter!
;D]
[To Yukitsu -- Wahoo! New fan! *squee: happy* I like fans. They keep me
nice and cool. ;D]
[To ChouKourin -- Angst is fun.
Yesyes. And you shall um... kind of find out why he's evil soon. I think?
Er. Just read and find out, how
is that? ^^;]
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