Melting the Heart
Note: The setting of the story starts out in a house which Tsuzuki and Hisoka share. I'm not exactly for sure of their living quarters in Yami no Matsuei (I'm only on volume 2 ^^;;) so if this incorrect, just imagine it as a slightly alternated universe. If nothing is said of their living quarters in the manga, then just think of this as a prose on that ^^; Also, I don't own Yami no Matsuei. So the story is disclaimed.
Muraki had murdered Hisoka because of what he had saw that night under the crimson moon. Because Muraki had taken a fancy to Hisoka, he put a curse on him, which would kill him slowly. Over a period of three years, Hisoka suffered the curse before finally dying.
Hisoka had been shunned by his parents because he was an empath. They treated him coldly and worked to keep him out of their sight. Hisoka would pick up their cruel emotions, which would then synchronize with his heart and cause him near unbearable emotional pain. Because of this pain, Hisoka eventually closed off his heart, never letting anyone ever get close to it again.
Tsuzuki pondered these thoughts. It pained him that Hisoka had gone through so much suffering. It pained him that Hisoka had been treated so cruelly for just being an empath, that he was shunned and that the last three years of his life were spent dying slowly under a curse.
Contrary to popular belief, Tsuzuki was capable of serious thinking. He walked upstairs to Hisoka's room. The door was open so he just walked in. Hisoka was propped up in bed reading. Well it appeared he was reading. As Tsuzuki drew closer to him, he learned that Hisoka was actually asleep. A million thoughts could have ran through Tsuzuki's head at that moment concerning how peaceful and beautiful Hisoka looked while sleeping, but Tsuzuki blocked them. Hisoka could read thoughts even while sleeping, and Tsuzuki didn't want these thoughts read.yet.
Tsuzuki made his way out of the room and shut the door behind him. He walked back downstairs and into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. He went into the living room and turned the television on. He sat there watching a music program for a while.
Hisoka woke up and he felt surprisingly cozy in his room. The way the sun poured in, it filled the room with a very homey glow. Hisoka sank back into the pillows he had used to prop himself up with a sigh. As soon as he had let the silence of the room sink in, he heard the faint, up-beat song of popular idol. 'Tsuzuki is addicted to those music shows' Hisoka thought to himself, a slight smile playing across his face.
Hisoka rose off of his bed and made his way downstairs to where Tsuzuki was. "You're addicted to those idols aren't you?" Hisoka commented in his usual cool, yet soft-spoken, manner.
Tsuzuki's tail (figuratively speaking) wagged as he recognized Hisoka's voice. "Uh huh!" Tsuzuki replied enthusiastically, "I love to watch them sing, and be cute, and jump around! I love it!"
Hisoka just nodded his head and walked to the kitchen to get a drink. He came back to see Tsuzuki still entranced by the current idol performing an extremely sugary song. Hisoka sat down in a large chair drink and observed Tsuzuki in his idol-induced happiness. Tsuzuki sitting there like a puppy watching food.
Hisoka picked up the nearby remote along with the current book he was reading. He turned the volume down and opened his book to where he had left off. The protagonist of the book was about to find out exactly who the serial killer was and do it in a very suave manner. Just then the phone rang. Hisoka put down his book and went to answer it while Tsuzuki still watched television.
"Hello," Hisoka answered.
"This is Konoe, Hisoka. You and Tsuzuki need to come to headquarters. There is a new assignment."
"Yes, sir," Hisoka answered, very business-like, and then hung up the phone.
Hisoka turned to Tsuzuki, "Konoe says we need to come into headquarters. There is a new assignment."
"Ahh," Tsuzuki whined, "they were about to show the number one song for this week."
"Tsuzuki quit acting like a child. We have a job that we have to do. Show some seriousness."
"I was only trying to lighten the mood." Tsuzuki said, a bit taken aback.
The both went to go get their shoes on, Tsuzuki a bit chastened, and left for headquarters.
Note: The setting of the story starts out in a house which Tsuzuki and Hisoka share. I'm not exactly for sure of their living quarters in Yami no Matsuei (I'm only on volume 2 ^^;;) so if this incorrect, just imagine it as a slightly alternated universe. If nothing is said of their living quarters in the manga, then just think of this as a prose on that ^^; Also, I don't own Yami no Matsuei. So the story is disclaimed.
Muraki had murdered Hisoka because of what he had saw that night under the crimson moon. Because Muraki had taken a fancy to Hisoka, he put a curse on him, which would kill him slowly. Over a period of three years, Hisoka suffered the curse before finally dying.
Hisoka had been shunned by his parents because he was an empath. They treated him coldly and worked to keep him out of their sight. Hisoka would pick up their cruel emotions, which would then synchronize with his heart and cause him near unbearable emotional pain. Because of this pain, Hisoka eventually closed off his heart, never letting anyone ever get close to it again.
Tsuzuki pondered these thoughts. It pained him that Hisoka had gone through so much suffering. It pained him that Hisoka had been treated so cruelly for just being an empath, that he was shunned and that the last three years of his life were spent dying slowly under a curse.
Contrary to popular belief, Tsuzuki was capable of serious thinking. He walked upstairs to Hisoka's room. The door was open so he just walked in. Hisoka was propped up in bed reading. Well it appeared he was reading. As Tsuzuki drew closer to him, he learned that Hisoka was actually asleep. A million thoughts could have ran through Tsuzuki's head at that moment concerning how peaceful and beautiful Hisoka looked while sleeping, but Tsuzuki blocked them. Hisoka could read thoughts even while sleeping, and Tsuzuki didn't want these thoughts read.yet.
Tsuzuki made his way out of the room and shut the door behind him. He walked back downstairs and into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich. He went into the living room and turned the television on. He sat there watching a music program for a while.
Hisoka woke up and he felt surprisingly cozy in his room. The way the sun poured in, it filled the room with a very homey glow. Hisoka sank back into the pillows he had used to prop himself up with a sigh. As soon as he had let the silence of the room sink in, he heard the faint, up-beat song of popular idol. 'Tsuzuki is addicted to those music shows' Hisoka thought to himself, a slight smile playing across his face.
Hisoka rose off of his bed and made his way downstairs to where Tsuzuki was. "You're addicted to those idols aren't you?" Hisoka commented in his usual cool, yet soft-spoken, manner.
Tsuzuki's tail (figuratively speaking) wagged as he recognized Hisoka's voice. "Uh huh!" Tsuzuki replied enthusiastically, "I love to watch them sing, and be cute, and jump around! I love it!"
Hisoka just nodded his head and walked to the kitchen to get a drink. He came back to see Tsuzuki still entranced by the current idol performing an extremely sugary song. Hisoka sat down in a large chair drink and observed Tsuzuki in his idol-induced happiness. Tsuzuki sitting there like a puppy watching food.
Hisoka picked up the nearby remote along with the current book he was reading. He turned the volume down and opened his book to where he had left off. The protagonist of the book was about to find out exactly who the serial killer was and do it in a very suave manner. Just then the phone rang. Hisoka put down his book and went to answer it while Tsuzuki still watched television.
"Hello," Hisoka answered.
"This is Konoe, Hisoka. You and Tsuzuki need to come to headquarters. There is a new assignment."
"Yes, sir," Hisoka answered, very business-like, and then hung up the phone.
Hisoka turned to Tsuzuki, "Konoe says we need to come into headquarters. There is a new assignment."
"Ahh," Tsuzuki whined, "they were about to show the number one song for this week."
"Tsuzuki quit acting like a child. We have a job that we have to do. Show some seriousness."
"I was only trying to lighten the mood." Tsuzuki said, a bit taken aback.
The both went to go get their shoes on, Tsuzuki a bit chastened, and left for headquarters.