Have a Very Merry Christmas
Author: Purrmeow
Disclaimer: Yaoi 'n Murder (YnM- Ha! I know, bad joke...) Because there is only a couple of people who will actually read this wasteful paragraph (myself being one of the two), I will blab. Beelove ahead (some of you may get this joke, some may not see: Uncle Yohji's Book of Love) Hisoka/Tsuzuki bee love to be exact. There is also some crazy killer that calls himself Santa Korosu, way to horrify children huh? Oh Well, I have never been particularily fond of children (I loath the little pieces o' $#!t) so I don't mind scarring them for life. The chapters are slowly getting more and more serious. And I'm really trying to work on my imagery for the fans out there. Oh Yah! The reason I write these! These lovely bishounen are property of Matsushita Yoko and I would just say that I am borrowing them until I can create as good characters and a story line as she has so graciously accomplished. *Give the manga-ka a standing ovation for her fabulous artwork and creative storyline* I feel sorry for those of you who are reading this, because you are really missing out on the good stuff (see below), but whatever plasters your walls. I'm going to read the chapter, but I don't know about you. You can come if you want to. (translation: Pretty pretty PLEASE!!!!)
Chapter Eleven:
"Tatsumi..." the confused shinigami desperately began, tear moist, sparkling eyes turning up to the strict brunette. "Doshit-"
" Because you are not permitted to see Kurosaki-kun until the mission is over." The soft plea cut off by the harsh explanation of his elder. " I'm sorry Tsuzuki, but the rules are the rules. I can't really do anything about it..." For a second the rigid man almost sounded remourseful, but he replaced the affection with a stern mask and stared deep into Tsuzuki's quivering pools of purple. Half expecting the puppy to start begging, he crossed his arms, but was shocked when the other took this opportunity to push his way past the elder forcefully.
Nearly toppling over in surprize, Tatsumi recoiled and took a firm hold of his former partner's wrist. " Tsuzuki I cannot allow this!" He yelled, his voice harsh and unforgiving, as he pulled the retreating shinigami back into him. And it as no surprise that the trapped Tsuzuki struggled, more forceful this time than that of before, arms and legs thrashing about in a desperate attempt to free himself of his companions protective grip.
" I need to find Hisoka!" The younger persisted, fighting as hard as his will would allow him, exerting more energy than he would have sanely allowed himself against a co worker.
Although reluctantly, Tatsumi released the thrashing Tsuzuki; he could more than easily recall the tremendous amounts of power his subordinate was capable of, the posession by Sagadalius still strongly imprinted in his fearful mind. But he was not so soon to give up the fight, it was his job to enforce the rules, and he would not permit such outrageous disregard, especially if the possible outcome was far from safe on Tsuzuki's part.
"And where might he be?" The secretary insisted, his tone more calm than and collected as he continued, " it seems as though he may already have a good idea as to where he has been taken. Please, do tell." Almost smirking, the blue eyed official tallied another point up for him, as he adjusted the glasses that barely began to slip off his nose.
" I-I..." Tsuzuki unsurely stuttered, eyes turned to the floor as his hands burried themselves in the depths of his pockets. "I have a few hunches..." he felt as though he were beneath the spotlight, and under the scrutiny of hundreds of judgemental viewers instead of just the secretary and librarian.
Tatsumi could sense just how shaken this ordeal had left the younger shinigami, how the tragedy had begun to make the innocent man desperate. If were anyone else Tatsumi would not have spared them even the tiniest bit of remourse, however, he understood the brunette's turmoil, and would do anyhting to lift it from at least one of them. He was, at first reluctantly, one of the many who had their eye on Tsuzuki; he was also one of the first to notice that with Hisoka's arrival came many problems, and his feelings would no longer be of any merit. He too loved a fellow shinigami, but it was Tsuzuki who was being punished, although there were so many who had fallen prisoner to their feelings as well.
For reasons such as these, and others he couldn't even begin to describe, his expression softened and he took a step forward, soft palm cupping his companion's shoulder. Casting a wary glance towards the confused Gushoushin, he ordered, " Tell the chief of what has happened. I intend to stay here as Tsuzuki's partner until I can fulfill my task, and bring Kurosaki-kun back." Attempting to hide his true feelings and sympathy in the complicated reasoning, he turned his soft smile on the teary shinigami who curiously stared up at his former partner.
"Hai!" The chicken bowed and disappeared out of the motel room without a word of objection, or additional farewells. With the bird gone, it left a heavy and tense atmosphere in the eerily quiet room.
"Tatsumi..." the unsure Tsuzuki began, eyes searching for whatever strings might be attached to the situation, it seemed too good to be true. Trusting in the objectives of his superior, he could have broke down into tears that very moment, but held back and swallowed his sorrow. There was only one way that he would get his lover back, and that was if he sucked it up and began the search.
" Tatsumi, " Tsuzuki began, more confident in himself," is there any special monitoring system that JuuOhCho has on it's shinigami. I mean, you knew when..." he blushed at the memory and the fact that his work place had taken such steps into his personal life.
" I'm sorry," Tatsumi replied regretfully, " We only have a tendancy to keep a closer eye on our shingami when potentially harmful situations arise." The taller was a little shy to reply, this would have been the first time he and the energetic brunette would have been partner's for a long time. No one had ever directly mentioned to Tsuzuki the reason for their breaking, but Tatsumi knew that it was he that caused it to happen.
Over the three months as Tsuzuki's partner he had grown acceptionally close to the younger brunette. It was then that his crush first sprouted, and it was then that he would have done anything to ensure the safety of his partner, including sacrificing his own life. At the time he could have only seen the affection as means of strength, but it was just as his feelings intensified that he was recalled, it was that day that he was torn from Tsuzuki's side.
But with Hisoka, the officials of the Hades association were almost certain that the boy would not develop any feelings, and the agency would be safe once more. However, it was not to be, and it developed far beyond prevention or repair, and now they were faced with the situation at hand. And while the count and other officials discussed the situation, Tatsumi would do his best on earth with Tsuzuki.
Sighing heavily, Tsuzuki felt his weight sag and his body droop; 'there must be some way!' He attempted to coax his body into a solution as he had done so many times before, a frown adorning his face, deep in thought. Hisoka had been kidnapped once before, and he had been able to find his partner then... but he had also know the identity of the killer-
He could have jumped at the exciting recollection, his eyes brightening as he recalled the paper messenger that had found the blonde while he had distracted the doctor. It was not a positive, and he wasn't even sure if the bird would last over long distances, but it was a shot; and he could search where he thought while it did a more directed search.
The purple eyes of the now excited brunette seemed to brighten the entire drab and sulking mood of the motel room. A smile curling the ends of the youthful shinigami's lips, he took a few steps back and extended cupping palms before his previously devastated form. It was at times like this that even the seemingly enviless secretary longed for Hisoka's powers of mind reading, the sudden delighted expression frightening the usually calm tempered man.
Concentrating on the intricate folds, identical to those of an origami paper crane, he allowed images of his loving partner to willingly decorate his thoughts. In what seemed like no time at all, a small white bird materialized before the brunette shinigami, it's milky wings leaving a sparkling trail as they flapped in place.
The healthy glitter had returned to amethyst eyes once more, and his smile turned to face the confused expression of the elder. " It's a messenger," he carefully informed, the bird momentarily perching atop Tsuzuki's index finger as he took the time to explain the creation and the presence of the baffling creature. " I used it to find Hisoka last time. " A wide grin adorned his tear stained face, " It can find him for us... I hope."
With a gentle rise of his formerly still hand, the bird took to flight, escaping from no entrance in particular, again leaving the two shinigami swimming in an uncomfortable silence. Tsuzuki was still uncertain of the effectiveness of the messenger, and the simple thought brought back the worry; forcing the brunette to almost age visually from the stress, although his picture perfect features could have seemed unchanged to an untrained eye.
It was still early in the day, the promising time awarding the anxious Tsuzuki investigation time; that was, if his new partner permitted.
There was no way that the authoritative shinigami could have refused, it was always so difficult to refuse the requests of the seemingly innocent Tsuzuki. It was amazing how the purple eyed brunette held so much power over almost the entire shinigami task force, captivating the division with his ignorant charm, yet he had not once taken advantage of it... he could have remained with Hisoka, had he just learned to control this mob of powerful admirers; thankfullym he had not yet discovered such a detrimental flaw.
With a cool and collected, and very Tatsumi like, expression, he adjusted his glasses and smiled at Tsuzuki. " Where shall we go first?" HE inquired, eyes studying his temporary partner's face for the delight he knew would reply to the question.
" Tatsumi," Tsuzuki sparkled, before turning towards the exit; he had never before been so eager to pursue a criminal, and he was forever grateful for the opportunity Tatsumi had rewarded him. He didn't want anyone else to get hurt, for no reason. Uttering a near silent, "thank you," the brunette hurried out the door, his elder close on his tail as he sped down the street to his first suspicion.
***End of Chapter Eleven*** I don't know how well I am capturing all of the characters... I also cannot see how easily the atmosphere changes in my writing. So please, as an outsider, give me feedback,it would greatly help. ^-~ PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMEOW!!!!
Author: Purrmeow
Disclaimer: Yaoi 'n Murder (YnM- Ha! I know, bad joke...) Because there is only a couple of people who will actually read this wasteful paragraph (myself being one of the two), I will blab. Beelove ahead (some of you may get this joke, some may not see: Uncle Yohji's Book of Love) Hisoka/Tsuzuki bee love to be exact. There is also some crazy killer that calls himself Santa Korosu, way to horrify children huh? Oh Well, I have never been particularily fond of children (I loath the little pieces o' $#!t) so I don't mind scarring them for life. The chapters are slowly getting more and more serious. And I'm really trying to work on my imagery for the fans out there. Oh Yah! The reason I write these! These lovely bishounen are property of Matsushita Yoko and I would just say that I am borrowing them until I can create as good characters and a story line as she has so graciously accomplished. *Give the manga-ka a standing ovation for her fabulous artwork and creative storyline* I feel sorry for those of you who are reading this, because you are really missing out on the good stuff (see below), but whatever plasters your walls. I'm going to read the chapter, but I don't know about you. You can come if you want to. (translation: Pretty pretty PLEASE!!!!)
Chapter Eleven:
"Tatsumi..." the confused shinigami desperately began, tear moist, sparkling eyes turning up to the strict brunette. "Doshit-"
" Because you are not permitted to see Kurosaki-kun until the mission is over." The soft plea cut off by the harsh explanation of his elder. " I'm sorry Tsuzuki, but the rules are the rules. I can't really do anything about it..." For a second the rigid man almost sounded remourseful, but he replaced the affection with a stern mask and stared deep into Tsuzuki's quivering pools of purple. Half expecting the puppy to start begging, he crossed his arms, but was shocked when the other took this opportunity to push his way past the elder forcefully.
Nearly toppling over in surprize, Tatsumi recoiled and took a firm hold of his former partner's wrist. " Tsuzuki I cannot allow this!" He yelled, his voice harsh and unforgiving, as he pulled the retreating shinigami back into him. And it as no surprise that the trapped Tsuzuki struggled, more forceful this time than that of before, arms and legs thrashing about in a desperate attempt to free himself of his companions protective grip.
" I need to find Hisoka!" The younger persisted, fighting as hard as his will would allow him, exerting more energy than he would have sanely allowed himself against a co worker.
Although reluctantly, Tatsumi released the thrashing Tsuzuki; he could more than easily recall the tremendous amounts of power his subordinate was capable of, the posession by Sagadalius still strongly imprinted in his fearful mind. But he was not so soon to give up the fight, it was his job to enforce the rules, and he would not permit such outrageous disregard, especially if the possible outcome was far from safe on Tsuzuki's part.
"And where might he be?" The secretary insisted, his tone more calm than and collected as he continued, " it seems as though he may already have a good idea as to where he has been taken. Please, do tell." Almost smirking, the blue eyed official tallied another point up for him, as he adjusted the glasses that barely began to slip off his nose.
" I-I..." Tsuzuki unsurely stuttered, eyes turned to the floor as his hands burried themselves in the depths of his pockets. "I have a few hunches..." he felt as though he were beneath the spotlight, and under the scrutiny of hundreds of judgemental viewers instead of just the secretary and librarian.
Tatsumi could sense just how shaken this ordeal had left the younger shinigami, how the tragedy had begun to make the innocent man desperate. If were anyone else Tatsumi would not have spared them even the tiniest bit of remourse, however, he understood the brunette's turmoil, and would do anyhting to lift it from at least one of them. He was, at first reluctantly, one of the many who had their eye on Tsuzuki; he was also one of the first to notice that with Hisoka's arrival came many problems, and his feelings would no longer be of any merit. He too loved a fellow shinigami, but it was Tsuzuki who was being punished, although there were so many who had fallen prisoner to their feelings as well.
For reasons such as these, and others he couldn't even begin to describe, his expression softened and he took a step forward, soft palm cupping his companion's shoulder. Casting a wary glance towards the confused Gushoushin, he ordered, " Tell the chief of what has happened. I intend to stay here as Tsuzuki's partner until I can fulfill my task, and bring Kurosaki-kun back." Attempting to hide his true feelings and sympathy in the complicated reasoning, he turned his soft smile on the teary shinigami who curiously stared up at his former partner.
"Hai!" The chicken bowed and disappeared out of the motel room without a word of objection, or additional farewells. With the bird gone, it left a heavy and tense atmosphere in the eerily quiet room.
"Tatsumi..." the unsure Tsuzuki began, eyes searching for whatever strings might be attached to the situation, it seemed too good to be true. Trusting in the objectives of his superior, he could have broke down into tears that very moment, but held back and swallowed his sorrow. There was only one way that he would get his lover back, and that was if he sucked it up and began the search.
" Tatsumi, " Tsuzuki began, more confident in himself," is there any special monitoring system that JuuOhCho has on it's shinigami. I mean, you knew when..." he blushed at the memory and the fact that his work place had taken such steps into his personal life.
" I'm sorry," Tatsumi replied regretfully, " We only have a tendancy to keep a closer eye on our shingami when potentially harmful situations arise." The taller was a little shy to reply, this would have been the first time he and the energetic brunette would have been partner's for a long time. No one had ever directly mentioned to Tsuzuki the reason for their breaking, but Tatsumi knew that it was he that caused it to happen.
Over the three months as Tsuzuki's partner he had grown acceptionally close to the younger brunette. It was then that his crush first sprouted, and it was then that he would have done anything to ensure the safety of his partner, including sacrificing his own life. At the time he could have only seen the affection as means of strength, but it was just as his feelings intensified that he was recalled, it was that day that he was torn from Tsuzuki's side.
But with Hisoka, the officials of the Hades association were almost certain that the boy would not develop any feelings, and the agency would be safe once more. However, it was not to be, and it developed far beyond prevention or repair, and now they were faced with the situation at hand. And while the count and other officials discussed the situation, Tatsumi would do his best on earth with Tsuzuki.
Sighing heavily, Tsuzuki felt his weight sag and his body droop; 'there must be some way!' He attempted to coax his body into a solution as he had done so many times before, a frown adorning his face, deep in thought. Hisoka had been kidnapped once before, and he had been able to find his partner then... but he had also know the identity of the killer-
He could have jumped at the exciting recollection, his eyes brightening as he recalled the paper messenger that had found the blonde while he had distracted the doctor. It was not a positive, and he wasn't even sure if the bird would last over long distances, but it was a shot; and he could search where he thought while it did a more directed search.
The purple eyes of the now excited brunette seemed to brighten the entire drab and sulking mood of the motel room. A smile curling the ends of the youthful shinigami's lips, he took a few steps back and extended cupping palms before his previously devastated form. It was at times like this that even the seemingly enviless secretary longed for Hisoka's powers of mind reading, the sudden delighted expression frightening the usually calm tempered man.
Concentrating on the intricate folds, identical to those of an origami paper crane, he allowed images of his loving partner to willingly decorate his thoughts. In what seemed like no time at all, a small white bird materialized before the brunette shinigami, it's milky wings leaving a sparkling trail as they flapped in place.
The healthy glitter had returned to amethyst eyes once more, and his smile turned to face the confused expression of the elder. " It's a messenger," he carefully informed, the bird momentarily perching atop Tsuzuki's index finger as he took the time to explain the creation and the presence of the baffling creature. " I used it to find Hisoka last time. " A wide grin adorned his tear stained face, " It can find him for us... I hope."
With a gentle rise of his formerly still hand, the bird took to flight, escaping from no entrance in particular, again leaving the two shinigami swimming in an uncomfortable silence. Tsuzuki was still uncertain of the effectiveness of the messenger, and the simple thought brought back the worry; forcing the brunette to almost age visually from the stress, although his picture perfect features could have seemed unchanged to an untrained eye.
It was still early in the day, the promising time awarding the anxious Tsuzuki investigation time; that was, if his new partner permitted.
There was no way that the authoritative shinigami could have refused, it was always so difficult to refuse the requests of the seemingly innocent Tsuzuki. It was amazing how the purple eyed brunette held so much power over almost the entire shinigami task force, captivating the division with his ignorant charm, yet he had not once taken advantage of it... he could have remained with Hisoka, had he just learned to control this mob of powerful admirers; thankfullym he had not yet discovered such a detrimental flaw.
With a cool and collected, and very Tatsumi like, expression, he adjusted his glasses and smiled at Tsuzuki. " Where shall we go first?" HE inquired, eyes studying his temporary partner's face for the delight he knew would reply to the question.
" Tatsumi," Tsuzuki sparkled, before turning towards the exit; he had never before been so eager to pursue a criminal, and he was forever grateful for the opportunity Tatsumi had rewarded him. He didn't want anyone else to get hurt, for no reason. Uttering a near silent, "thank you," the brunette hurried out the door, his elder close on his tail as he sped down the street to his first suspicion.
***End of Chapter Eleven*** I don't know how well I am capturing all of the characters... I also cannot see how easily the atmosphere changes in my writing. So please, as an outsider, give me feedback,it would greatly help. ^-~ PURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRMEOW!!!!