Muraki asked Tatsumi if he could go to Meifu to see if the killings have
stopped. Tatsumi was a bit hesitant to allow him without Tsuzuki
accompanying him but Muraki assured him. At last Tatsumi agreed and before
he left, he reminded him to take care. Muraki just smiled.
Muraki walked down the street, not stopping to look on the shop displays or interview people. He just walked until he reached the alleyway where Tsuzuki and he went to before. The alleyway was damp and filled with garbage cans but this does not seem to bother Muraki. He just stopped when he saw a cat hissing at him as if he knows what his plan is. He stared at the glowing eyes, still smiling. Suddenly, Muraki's pupils contracted and the cat burst. Blood splattered everywhere, staining Muraki's white coat, but he did not mind it. He continued walking until he reached the old warehouse where they found Oriya. He entered the dark building and opened a trapdoor hidden beneath empty wooden boxes. He jumped to the hole below and when he landed, candles suddenly lit the place. Muraki smiled at the picture of Tsuzuki hanging on a wall. "So beautiful." He admired tracing the lines of Tsuzuki's face. "Soon. Very soon. You would be mine." Muraki's face changes back into a psycho doctor, as he looked around the room where glass jars surrounded the place. There was also an altar with black candles. A large pentacle was drawn on the ground. "And all I need is your little friend and we'll be together forever." He laughed madly as the candles illuminated the hearts inside the jars, which Oriya took from all those people whom he murdered.
Eiji knocked on the door of Hisoka's apartment but no one answered. He was supposed to visit Hisoka because he was getting worried about him. He peeked in on the window but all he saw was darkness. The living room was deserted and it looks like it was not used for days. He again knocked but still, no one answered. "Eiji?" a voice spoke out. He turned and saw Tsuzuki standing in front of him. 'What are you doing here?" Tsuzuki asked. "I-ah.I was going to visit Hisoka" he held up the basket of food he had brought. "But no one is answering the door." Tsuzuki peeked into the window and tried calling out Hisoka but silence answered him. He tried to open the door but it was locked. "I'm getting worried about Hisoka." Tsuzuki said as he turned to Eiji who too was looking anxious. "I think we should break in," he suggested. "Do you really think we should?" Eiji asked doubtfully. "Yeah. I want to know what's happening to him. I can't leave him this way." Tsuzuki replied. Eiji hesitated for a while but nodded his head in agreement. Tsuzuki backed up a little and kicked the door. The door came out cleanly almost without a sound. The two entered and opened the lights. The apartment looked clean and even the kitchen looked like it wasn't used. When they entered Hisoka's room, the curtains were closed and it was so dark. Tsuzuki groped for the switch and when he turned it on, a sight broke Tsuzuki's heart. Hisoka was lying on the floor shaking, his emerald eyes dull and lifeless. Tears were streaming down his face, blood mingled with it. He was curled up, his fist closed up tightly. He looked pale and thinner than before "Hisoka!" Tsuzuki hurriedly approached the pitiful figure. He shook him softly but Hisoka did not respond. Eiji ran beside him touching his forehead. "This is bad. He's hot and I think was having this fever for days now. I think we should have Watari check on him. I hope we're not too late." Eiji said, his eyes filling up with tears. "Fetch Watari immediately and tell him what happened." Tsuzuki ordered his voice unusually serious. Eiji scrambled up and hurried out of the room. Tsuzuki carried Hisoka limp figure and placed him on his bed. He tucked the blankets around him but he kept shivering. Tsuzuki don't know what to do, he felt like crying. He was the reason for making Hisoka like this. He had left him when he was needed most. He held his surprisingly cold hands and tried to warm them. Tears slid down his face, "Hisoka, I'm so sorry," he whispered. "Tsu.tsu.zu.ki" Hisoka called out as if gasping for breath. "I'm here Hisoka. I'm never gonna leave you." Tsuzuki said gently, holding on his hands more tightly trying to hide his fear. "S-so.cold." Hisoka gasped. Tsuzuki sat beside him and embraced his shaking body. He was hot. Tsuzuki held on him trying to subside the chills. They stayed that way until Hisoka fell asleep his breath laboring.
Watari reached the apartment seeing Tsuzuki asleep, hugging Hisoka. He gently tapped Tsuzuki's shoulders. Amethyst eyes slowly revealed as Tsuzuki blinked a few times. "Watari." he said in a raspy voice. "You need to go home and rest. Eiji told me what happened. I will be the one to look after him." Watari suggested as Tsuzuki rose from Hisoka and anxiously checked on him. "No. I want to be with him. It's all my fault that he's sick" Tsuzuki said, his eyes filled with grief. Watari felt pity and smiled for his friend's concern towards Hisoka "OK but I need to check on him. I think you should need some coffee. I brought some mocha for you." He said trying to cheer him up. Tsuzuki smiled faintly as he headed for the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, he saw Eiji sitting beside the coffee table his legs bouncing up and down nervously. "Tsuzuki! How is he?" he asked his eyes wide. "I don't know yet. Watari is checking on him. But I know him; he will do anything to save Hisoka" he replied assuring himself more than assuring the boy. He sat on a chair rubbing his eyes as Eiji poured him some mocha. He sat down with him, and Eiji kept glancing at him. "Tsuzuki. I think I should tell you about him. How he was acting these past three weeks." Tsuzuki was halfway to drinking his tea when he paused. He just looked at Eiji questioningly. "I know that Hisoka was keeping something from me. He has been quieter these past days and everyday, he looks tired. I wanted to ask him what's wrong but I was scared. Then he keeps falling into his own mind." Eiji said. "Falling to his own mind?" Tsuzuki asked. "His eyes often go blank as if he fell into another world." Eiji explained.
Just then, Watari emerged from Hisoka's room rubbing the ends of his nose bridge before placing his glasses back. "Watari! How's Hisoka?" Tsuzuki asked as he ran towards Watari with Eiji at his heels. "Not good. He's not been eating and dehydrated. He's not been able to sleep that caused low blood pressure. It would take weeks for him to recover even for a Shinigami. And there's something else." Watari hesitated but Tsuzuki grasped his arm tightly. "What?" Tsuzuki asked. Watari glanced at his friend unable to decide. Then he saw those eyes filled with great concern for Hisoka. He sighed. "Hisoka is right now in a psychological problem. He was unable to bear a certain pain that he fell under it. I cannot help him." Watari bowed his head as Tsuzuki looked at him with disbelief. Then realization dawned at Tsuzuki. Flashbacks of what happened a year before appeared in his mind. Hisoka's eyes that were filled with suffering. The tears that he tried to hide. The sadness on his face barely concealed. And he was unaware of all what is happening to Hisoka. "I gotta go." Tsuzuki said as he hurried out the door. He felt that the guilt was suffocating him.
He reached the city and walking without any direction. He wasn't aware of the people around him, all he could think about was Hisoka. He has been so stupid. He broke his friendship with him just because of Muraki. He forgot that Muraki has been the cause of his death. He was so insensitive. He left him in times of need and he broke his promise that he would never leave him and would always protect him. He continued walking until he reached the sakura tree where he last talked with Hisoka alone and it was a year ago. It was so casual and Hisoka was stoic as usual but Tsuzuki still felt his love . Tsuzuki realized that he missed talking with Hisoka. His blushes and how he hated to show his feelings. Tsuzuki cried as he slumped against the tree. How can he face Hisoka again?
Muraki was walking back home when he saw Tsuzuki sitting under the sakura tree. He smiled as he was reminded by something. He noticed that he was crying that resulted to a wider smiled. "How cute." Muraki thought as he approached Tsuzuki. Putting on the mask of an angel, he gently placed a hand on Tsuzuki's shoulder. He looked up at him, his violet eyes sparkling with tears. Muraki sat beside him and wrapped an arm around Tsuzuki's shoulders. "What's the matter?" he asked. Tears started again to fill those magnificent eyes. Tsuzuki threw himself at Muraki's shoulders and cried. "It's-it's my.fault," he sobbed. "Why? What happened?" Muraki asked gently. Tsuzuki drew a deep shaking breath. "H-hisoka is sick and it was all my fault." Tsuzuki said. "I-I think it was because I said that I like being with you." He continued his voice filled with pain. "It's not your fault. Hisoka was just being too sensitive but he should not limit you to himself alone. You have the right to be friends with everyone." Muraki said as he stroked Tuszuki's back. "B-but." "Shhh. It's not your fault and I know Hisoka would be well. Right?" Muraki asked looking at Tsuzuki, smiling. Tsuzuki hesitated a little but smiled faintly. Muraki hugged him again and rocked him back and forth. "He'd be lucky to survive but soon he will face again the death." Muraki thought hiding a smile.
Sorry if I'm letting this fic longer.
Muraki walked down the street, not stopping to look on the shop displays or interview people. He just walked until he reached the alleyway where Tsuzuki and he went to before. The alleyway was damp and filled with garbage cans but this does not seem to bother Muraki. He just stopped when he saw a cat hissing at him as if he knows what his plan is. He stared at the glowing eyes, still smiling. Suddenly, Muraki's pupils contracted and the cat burst. Blood splattered everywhere, staining Muraki's white coat, but he did not mind it. He continued walking until he reached the old warehouse where they found Oriya. He entered the dark building and opened a trapdoor hidden beneath empty wooden boxes. He jumped to the hole below and when he landed, candles suddenly lit the place. Muraki smiled at the picture of Tsuzuki hanging on a wall. "So beautiful." He admired tracing the lines of Tsuzuki's face. "Soon. Very soon. You would be mine." Muraki's face changes back into a psycho doctor, as he looked around the room where glass jars surrounded the place. There was also an altar with black candles. A large pentacle was drawn on the ground. "And all I need is your little friend and we'll be together forever." He laughed madly as the candles illuminated the hearts inside the jars, which Oriya took from all those people whom he murdered.
Eiji knocked on the door of Hisoka's apartment but no one answered. He was supposed to visit Hisoka because he was getting worried about him. He peeked in on the window but all he saw was darkness. The living room was deserted and it looks like it was not used for days. He again knocked but still, no one answered. "Eiji?" a voice spoke out. He turned and saw Tsuzuki standing in front of him. 'What are you doing here?" Tsuzuki asked. "I-ah.I was going to visit Hisoka" he held up the basket of food he had brought. "But no one is answering the door." Tsuzuki peeked into the window and tried calling out Hisoka but silence answered him. He tried to open the door but it was locked. "I'm getting worried about Hisoka." Tsuzuki said as he turned to Eiji who too was looking anxious. "I think we should break in," he suggested. "Do you really think we should?" Eiji asked doubtfully. "Yeah. I want to know what's happening to him. I can't leave him this way." Tsuzuki replied. Eiji hesitated for a while but nodded his head in agreement. Tsuzuki backed up a little and kicked the door. The door came out cleanly almost without a sound. The two entered and opened the lights. The apartment looked clean and even the kitchen looked like it wasn't used. When they entered Hisoka's room, the curtains were closed and it was so dark. Tsuzuki groped for the switch and when he turned it on, a sight broke Tsuzuki's heart. Hisoka was lying on the floor shaking, his emerald eyes dull and lifeless. Tears were streaming down his face, blood mingled with it. He was curled up, his fist closed up tightly. He looked pale and thinner than before "Hisoka!" Tsuzuki hurriedly approached the pitiful figure. He shook him softly but Hisoka did not respond. Eiji ran beside him touching his forehead. "This is bad. He's hot and I think was having this fever for days now. I think we should have Watari check on him. I hope we're not too late." Eiji said, his eyes filling up with tears. "Fetch Watari immediately and tell him what happened." Tsuzuki ordered his voice unusually serious. Eiji scrambled up and hurried out of the room. Tsuzuki carried Hisoka limp figure and placed him on his bed. He tucked the blankets around him but he kept shivering. Tsuzuki don't know what to do, he felt like crying. He was the reason for making Hisoka like this. He had left him when he was needed most. He held his surprisingly cold hands and tried to warm them. Tears slid down his face, "Hisoka, I'm so sorry," he whispered. "Tsu.tsu.zu.ki" Hisoka called out as if gasping for breath. "I'm here Hisoka. I'm never gonna leave you." Tsuzuki said gently, holding on his hands more tightly trying to hide his fear. "S-so.cold." Hisoka gasped. Tsuzuki sat beside him and embraced his shaking body. He was hot. Tsuzuki held on him trying to subside the chills. They stayed that way until Hisoka fell asleep his breath laboring.
Watari reached the apartment seeing Tsuzuki asleep, hugging Hisoka. He gently tapped Tsuzuki's shoulders. Amethyst eyes slowly revealed as Tsuzuki blinked a few times. "Watari." he said in a raspy voice. "You need to go home and rest. Eiji told me what happened. I will be the one to look after him." Watari suggested as Tsuzuki rose from Hisoka and anxiously checked on him. "No. I want to be with him. It's all my fault that he's sick" Tsuzuki said, his eyes filled with grief. Watari felt pity and smiled for his friend's concern towards Hisoka "OK but I need to check on him. I think you should need some coffee. I brought some mocha for you." He said trying to cheer him up. Tsuzuki smiled faintly as he headed for the kitchen. When he entered the kitchen, he saw Eiji sitting beside the coffee table his legs bouncing up and down nervously. "Tsuzuki! How is he?" he asked his eyes wide. "I don't know yet. Watari is checking on him. But I know him; he will do anything to save Hisoka" he replied assuring himself more than assuring the boy. He sat on a chair rubbing his eyes as Eiji poured him some mocha. He sat down with him, and Eiji kept glancing at him. "Tsuzuki. I think I should tell you about him. How he was acting these past three weeks." Tsuzuki was halfway to drinking his tea when he paused. He just looked at Eiji questioningly. "I know that Hisoka was keeping something from me. He has been quieter these past days and everyday, he looks tired. I wanted to ask him what's wrong but I was scared. Then he keeps falling into his own mind." Eiji said. "Falling to his own mind?" Tsuzuki asked. "His eyes often go blank as if he fell into another world." Eiji explained.
Just then, Watari emerged from Hisoka's room rubbing the ends of his nose bridge before placing his glasses back. "Watari! How's Hisoka?" Tsuzuki asked as he ran towards Watari with Eiji at his heels. "Not good. He's not been eating and dehydrated. He's not been able to sleep that caused low blood pressure. It would take weeks for him to recover even for a Shinigami. And there's something else." Watari hesitated but Tsuzuki grasped his arm tightly. "What?" Tsuzuki asked. Watari glanced at his friend unable to decide. Then he saw those eyes filled with great concern for Hisoka. He sighed. "Hisoka is right now in a psychological problem. He was unable to bear a certain pain that he fell under it. I cannot help him." Watari bowed his head as Tsuzuki looked at him with disbelief. Then realization dawned at Tsuzuki. Flashbacks of what happened a year before appeared in his mind. Hisoka's eyes that were filled with suffering. The tears that he tried to hide. The sadness on his face barely concealed. And he was unaware of all what is happening to Hisoka. "I gotta go." Tsuzuki said as he hurried out the door. He felt that the guilt was suffocating him.
He reached the city and walking without any direction. He wasn't aware of the people around him, all he could think about was Hisoka. He has been so stupid. He broke his friendship with him just because of Muraki. He forgot that Muraki has been the cause of his death. He was so insensitive. He left him in times of need and he broke his promise that he would never leave him and would always protect him. He continued walking until he reached the sakura tree where he last talked with Hisoka alone and it was a year ago. It was so casual and Hisoka was stoic as usual but Tsuzuki still felt his love . Tsuzuki realized that he missed talking with Hisoka. His blushes and how he hated to show his feelings. Tsuzuki cried as he slumped against the tree. How can he face Hisoka again?
Muraki was walking back home when he saw Tsuzuki sitting under the sakura tree. He smiled as he was reminded by something. He noticed that he was crying that resulted to a wider smiled. "How cute." Muraki thought as he approached Tsuzuki. Putting on the mask of an angel, he gently placed a hand on Tsuzuki's shoulder. He looked up at him, his violet eyes sparkling with tears. Muraki sat beside him and wrapped an arm around Tsuzuki's shoulders. "What's the matter?" he asked. Tears started again to fill those magnificent eyes. Tsuzuki threw himself at Muraki's shoulders and cried. "It's-it's my.fault," he sobbed. "Why? What happened?" Muraki asked gently. Tsuzuki drew a deep shaking breath. "H-hisoka is sick and it was all my fault." Tsuzuki said. "I-I think it was because I said that I like being with you." He continued his voice filled with pain. "It's not your fault. Hisoka was just being too sensitive but he should not limit you to himself alone. You have the right to be friends with everyone." Muraki said as he stroked Tuszuki's back. "B-but." "Shhh. It's not your fault and I know Hisoka would be well. Right?" Muraki asked looking at Tsuzuki, smiling. Tsuzuki hesitated a little but smiled faintly. Muraki hugged him again and rocked him back and forth. "He'd be lucky to survive but soon he will face again the death." Muraki thought hiding a smile.
Sorry if I'm letting this fic longer.