Have a Very Merry Christmas
Author: Purrmeow
Disclaimer: This fanfic is a yaoi, murder mystery, which means that there is mention of both death and manlove. I understand that all readers are no doubt tired of reading my rambling, and I'm not a very fast typer, but I felt like making a really long run on sentence, and I like to fill up lots of space with my rambling. ( I also write all of my disclaimers before I write the actual chapter, so I only go back if I write something unexpected ^-~). I do not own YnM, so don't come after me for money I don't have. Thus, just sit back, relax, and read my pretties! READ!
Chapter Nine: Rules are Rules
Groaning, his purple eyes cracked open lazily, his hazy vision clearing slowly as he rolled over in bed. When he hit something warm, he almost jumped out of bed, his eyes shooting open, as he stared at the sleeping face of Hisoka. It took a few moments to register, but he sighed happily and wrapped a heavy arm around the sleeping blonde affectionately, the other groaning and cuddling closer at the gesture. He could now clearly recall the last night, he could vividly picture the blonde writhing in pleasure as he tossed his head from side to side, soaked by the heavy downpour under the shower. Hisoka was all his, and no one could take him away from the protective shinigami; it was all like one big dream, and Tsuzuki never wanted to wake.
Glancing over the golden head of hair that obscured his view, Tsuzuki could see a plain white card sitting on the end table, a Gushoushin stamp decorating it's plain surface. Reluctantly he sat up and grabbed onto the card, reading over it's contents with a sour face. The orders were plain and simple, instructing the brunette to return to JuuOhCho immediately, and alone. It was the first time he were ever ordered to do anything specifically without the accompaniment of the younger shinigami, but orders were orders; and if he were quick enough, chances were that he could go and return before Hisoka woke up.
Tip toeing to the washroom, he distastefully cringed at the wrinkled and dirty outfit, it was not the best outfit to wear to work, but it would have to due until he changed once he finally got back to JuuOhCho. Pulling the still damp dress shirt and pants on, combing through his messy hair, he glanced at his reflection before vanishing, amd left for JuuOhCho.
Reappearing before the tall and ominous building, the smiling brunette headed towards his own room, preparing to change out of the wrinkly clothing before meeting with the chief. Unfortunately he was barely half way down the hall when Gushoushin pulled the messy shinigami in the first open door.
"Good Morning Tsuzuki-san, " the bird cheerfully greeted ," we've been waiting. There's something important that the chief needs to talk to you about." However, Tsuzuki found himself almost fearing what was about to be said, specifically without Hisoka there.
Stumbling a little, he coughed as he steadied himself, adjusting his jacket unsurely, four pairs of eyes glued to his form. "Tsuzuki, please sit," the chief coughed, eyes lowering to the table. "We have something very important to discuss with you. "
Tsuzuki could only guess that it had something to do with the body that he had found in the church, no doubt punishment for his allowing something like that to happen while he was on the job. However, the tone the chief had taken told him that it was something entirely different; and the man sat as a way to steady himself, preparing for the news that he feared would make him crash to the ground. Feet shuffling unsurely under the table, he nodded, his hands clenched tightly in front of him as he swallowed the knot in his throat, " Hai?"
Clearing his throat, the grey haired authority figure searched for the words to explain the situation as best he could. " Tsuzuki, we like to keep a close eye on our employees here in the Hades organization; and when we see a possibly harmful situation, we try to extinguish the threat as soon as possible."
Tsuzuki now knew what his supervisor was about to say, he knew and dreaded the words that were sure to come from the elder in barely a few seconds. He held his breath hoping that it would lessen the blow that was inevitably going to hit him, and he listened on, entire body tense.
"We have carefully, as you may have noticed, kept our staff body to purely men. This was by no means a sexist measure, it was a way to prevent potentially harmful situations from happening. However, we have never before been faced with a situation quite like this one. "The chief paused, eyes returning to his fists briefly before staring right into Tsuzuki's worried pools of purple. " We are sorry to say it, but your relationship with Kurosaki-kun must stop here. We are also taking Kurosaki-kun off of the case, and Gushoushin will be your partner until we can find you a new one." The bird nodded and Tatsumi, Watari, Gushoushin, and the chief all turned to the shocked shinigami. " I'm sorry Tsuzuki, but this is for your own safety."
Tsuzuki could have lashed out right there and destroyed them all at once, he could summon Suzaku and they all would be reduced to nothing but ash, but he didn't. It killed him to do so, but he swallowed the lump in his throat, and croaked, "wakarimashita." Pushing his seat back and he stood, shoulder's slumped and his head lowered. It was inevitable really, he wasn't even sure why he had even gotten his hopes up; he knew that one way or another, the one he loved would be torn from his grasp, and he would be alone again.
A strong hand clamped down on his shoulder, and his eyes met the blue eyes of a softly smiling Tatsumi. " I'm sorry Tsuzuki," he regretfully stated. 'How did he even begin to understand, or even pity him, it was disgusting!' Slapping away the hand, the brunette stomped out of the room, tears forming in his purple eyes as he wiped them away with an angry fist.
~ Back on earth, the blonde teenager groaned as he rolled over, arm grasping the air for the form of another. Hand falling on a hard body, he sighed and cuddled closer, purring into the soft cloth of the other's top. "Tsuzuki, ohay-" he stopped in mid sentence, eyes wide as stared into the hateful amber eyes of another. He recognized the man, he even remembered him clearly, but he could sense no other intent but to harm.
He would have screamed, he would have shouted for his lover's aid but before he could open his mouth, a damp cloth clamped down over his face, an unfamiliar scent filling his nostrils. His head felt heavy, his vision blurring as he went limp in the cold grasp of the taller man. Then everything went black.
~ Tsuzuki threw the door to the motel open, he didn't really know what to say or think, or how he would break the news to the no doubt sleeping blonde. " Hisoka, Hisok-" He paused in midsentence, eyes wide as he stared at the empty bed...
Rushing towards the bed, Tsuzuki threw the quilts off the matress, frantically searching for some kind of evidence or sign that his lover was still there. Running into the bathroom, he stared worriedly at the pile of laundry that still remained, crumpled on the tiled floor. 'Where could he have gone?' But he knew the answer, but he just didn't want to admit it just yet, clinging to the tiniest bit of hope, although he already knew it was dashed.
Returning to the empty room he found the one thing that he feared; sitting on the end table was a christmas card. Opening the card, his horrified eyes scanned the words, written in the familiar black ink. " I have him Tsuzuki. Better come and get him back. You have two days." And it was signed it that horrific script.
Santa Korosu.
***End of Chapter Nine*** AH!!!!!! Reviews! @.@
Author: Purrmeow
Disclaimer: This fanfic is a yaoi, murder mystery, which means that there is mention of both death and manlove. I understand that all readers are no doubt tired of reading my rambling, and I'm not a very fast typer, but I felt like making a really long run on sentence, and I like to fill up lots of space with my rambling. ( I also write all of my disclaimers before I write the actual chapter, so I only go back if I write something unexpected ^-~). I do not own YnM, so don't come after me for money I don't have. Thus, just sit back, relax, and read my pretties! READ!
Chapter Nine: Rules are Rules
Groaning, his purple eyes cracked open lazily, his hazy vision clearing slowly as he rolled over in bed. When he hit something warm, he almost jumped out of bed, his eyes shooting open, as he stared at the sleeping face of Hisoka. It took a few moments to register, but he sighed happily and wrapped a heavy arm around the sleeping blonde affectionately, the other groaning and cuddling closer at the gesture. He could now clearly recall the last night, he could vividly picture the blonde writhing in pleasure as he tossed his head from side to side, soaked by the heavy downpour under the shower. Hisoka was all his, and no one could take him away from the protective shinigami; it was all like one big dream, and Tsuzuki never wanted to wake.
Glancing over the golden head of hair that obscured his view, Tsuzuki could see a plain white card sitting on the end table, a Gushoushin stamp decorating it's plain surface. Reluctantly he sat up and grabbed onto the card, reading over it's contents with a sour face. The orders were plain and simple, instructing the brunette to return to JuuOhCho immediately, and alone. It was the first time he were ever ordered to do anything specifically without the accompaniment of the younger shinigami, but orders were orders; and if he were quick enough, chances were that he could go and return before Hisoka woke up.
Tip toeing to the washroom, he distastefully cringed at the wrinkled and dirty outfit, it was not the best outfit to wear to work, but it would have to due until he changed once he finally got back to JuuOhCho. Pulling the still damp dress shirt and pants on, combing through his messy hair, he glanced at his reflection before vanishing, amd left for JuuOhCho.
Reappearing before the tall and ominous building, the smiling brunette headed towards his own room, preparing to change out of the wrinkly clothing before meeting with the chief. Unfortunately he was barely half way down the hall when Gushoushin pulled the messy shinigami in the first open door.
"Good Morning Tsuzuki-san, " the bird cheerfully greeted ," we've been waiting. There's something important that the chief needs to talk to you about." However, Tsuzuki found himself almost fearing what was about to be said, specifically without Hisoka there.
Stumbling a little, he coughed as he steadied himself, adjusting his jacket unsurely, four pairs of eyes glued to his form. "Tsuzuki, please sit," the chief coughed, eyes lowering to the table. "We have something very important to discuss with you. "
Tsuzuki could only guess that it had something to do with the body that he had found in the church, no doubt punishment for his allowing something like that to happen while he was on the job. However, the tone the chief had taken told him that it was something entirely different; and the man sat as a way to steady himself, preparing for the news that he feared would make him crash to the ground. Feet shuffling unsurely under the table, he nodded, his hands clenched tightly in front of him as he swallowed the knot in his throat, " Hai?"
Clearing his throat, the grey haired authority figure searched for the words to explain the situation as best he could. " Tsuzuki, we like to keep a close eye on our employees here in the Hades organization; and when we see a possibly harmful situation, we try to extinguish the threat as soon as possible."
Tsuzuki now knew what his supervisor was about to say, he knew and dreaded the words that were sure to come from the elder in barely a few seconds. He held his breath hoping that it would lessen the blow that was inevitably going to hit him, and he listened on, entire body tense.
"We have carefully, as you may have noticed, kept our staff body to purely men. This was by no means a sexist measure, it was a way to prevent potentially harmful situations from happening. However, we have never before been faced with a situation quite like this one. "The chief paused, eyes returning to his fists briefly before staring right into Tsuzuki's worried pools of purple. " We are sorry to say it, but your relationship with Kurosaki-kun must stop here. We are also taking Kurosaki-kun off of the case, and Gushoushin will be your partner until we can find you a new one." The bird nodded and Tatsumi, Watari, Gushoushin, and the chief all turned to the shocked shinigami. " I'm sorry Tsuzuki, but this is for your own safety."
Tsuzuki could have lashed out right there and destroyed them all at once, he could summon Suzaku and they all would be reduced to nothing but ash, but he didn't. It killed him to do so, but he swallowed the lump in his throat, and croaked, "wakarimashita." Pushing his seat back and he stood, shoulder's slumped and his head lowered. It was inevitable really, he wasn't even sure why he had even gotten his hopes up; he knew that one way or another, the one he loved would be torn from his grasp, and he would be alone again.
A strong hand clamped down on his shoulder, and his eyes met the blue eyes of a softly smiling Tatsumi. " I'm sorry Tsuzuki," he regretfully stated. 'How did he even begin to understand, or even pity him, it was disgusting!' Slapping away the hand, the brunette stomped out of the room, tears forming in his purple eyes as he wiped them away with an angry fist.
~ Back on earth, the blonde teenager groaned as he rolled over, arm grasping the air for the form of another. Hand falling on a hard body, he sighed and cuddled closer, purring into the soft cloth of the other's top. "Tsuzuki, ohay-" he stopped in mid sentence, eyes wide as stared into the hateful amber eyes of another. He recognized the man, he even remembered him clearly, but he could sense no other intent but to harm.
He would have screamed, he would have shouted for his lover's aid but before he could open his mouth, a damp cloth clamped down over his face, an unfamiliar scent filling his nostrils. His head felt heavy, his vision blurring as he went limp in the cold grasp of the taller man. Then everything went black.
~ Tsuzuki threw the door to the motel open, he didn't really know what to say or think, or how he would break the news to the no doubt sleeping blonde. " Hisoka, Hisok-" He paused in midsentence, eyes wide as he stared at the empty bed...
Rushing towards the bed, Tsuzuki threw the quilts off the matress, frantically searching for some kind of evidence or sign that his lover was still there. Running into the bathroom, he stared worriedly at the pile of laundry that still remained, crumpled on the tiled floor. 'Where could he have gone?' But he knew the answer, but he just didn't want to admit it just yet, clinging to the tiniest bit of hope, although he already knew it was dashed.
Returning to the empty room he found the one thing that he feared; sitting on the end table was a christmas card. Opening the card, his horrified eyes scanned the words, written in the familiar black ink. " I have him Tsuzuki. Better come and get him back. You have two days." And it was signed it that horrific script.
Santa Korosu.
***End of Chapter Nine*** AH!!!!!! Reviews! @.@