Melting the Heart Chapter 2
Disclaimer: The great Yami no Matsuei universe is not mine. I don't own it. It is *bababum* disclaimed
Hisoka and Tsuzuki made their way into headquarters. Konoe greeted them upon their arrival and then began briefing them.
"You see," he began, "people are showing up on the list of the dead, and indeed, they are physically dead. However, their souls are not being received for judgement. You and Hisoka have been assigned to investigate this. You will be going to Fukuoka, the area where this has been occurring. The department has set you both up with a cover at Kyushu University. Tsuzuki, you will be a doctor and Hisoka will be disguised as your assistant. We have rented a small apartment near the university for you. FINISH this assignment in a month. That's as much time as the apartment was rented for due to our department's budget."
"Understood," Hisoka replied very coolly.
"Okay chief! Me and Hisoka have this under control!" Tsuzuki said, stressing the last two words.
"I hope you can manage," Konoe said, speaking more to Tsuzuki than Hisoka, "here's directions to your apartment and how to get to the university from there," Konoe handed Hisoka the papers, trusting him more with them than Tsuzuki.
With that taken care of, Tsuzuki and Hisoka left. Konoe silently wondered how Tsuzuki could be such a powerful Shinigami, yet be totally brainless at times. It was just one of those confusing, nonsensical things life throws at you he decided; however, it really bothered him. One might even say it irked him. Konoe gave up thinking on it and walked back to his desk to begin sorting through the other cases that were waiting to be assigned.
"We're almost there," Hisoka said to Tsuzuki, who was eating a popsicle.
"Really?" Tsuzuki said with his mouth full, "I hope it's a decent place." Tsuzuki remembered all too vividly some of the places he had had to live in on assignments because the department's budget didn't allow for anything better.
"There it is," Hisoka pointed out. It was an okay building, neither stylish nor run-down. Tsuzuki wondered if the department had received some extra money. It wasn't quite as bad as he had expected.
They made their way up to the apartment, which was on the fifth floor, and walked in. This was where the budget got Tsuzuki. "It ALWAYS happens," he sobbed.
The apartment was nice, spacious but hardly furnished. It had a bed and a table with two chairs. They looked in the cupboard and found a few pots for cooking and two glasses and some paper plates. "This is so awful, Hisoka! There is no t.v.! How will I watch my music shows with all the pretty idols in them?! Oh the humanity."
"It is really bare, isn't it," Hisoka said, a bit taken aback himself. He didn't think even college kids lived in this bare of surroundings.
Hisoka sighed and laid his stuff down on the bed, "Guess we'll have to make due."
Hisoka put his hands in his pockets and found the money Konoe had included with the instructions on how to get to the apartment. It was their "grocery allowance."
"I'm gonna go out and pick up some ramen and rice for dinner along with some tea," Hisoka called as he walked out the door, not giving Tsuzuki the chance to follow. He feared that if Tsuzuki came along he'd waste all the money on cakes and such.
The apartment was eerily silent with Hisoka gone. It wasn't that Hisoka caused noise, he just acted as someone Tsuzuki could direct noise to since he wasn't in the habit of talking to himself. 'Well we have a month to figure this case out' Tsuzuki pondered to himself, 'maybe I can also get Hisoka to open himself up a little more. I know how he dyed, but just because I know that doesn't bring me any closer to him. I need to interact with him. Get to really know him. I want him to feel he can trust me.'
About 15 minutes later, Hisoka came through the door with a bag containing 5 packages of ramen noodles, a large bag of rice, and a medium size bag of green tea. "Welcome back," a cheerful Tsuzuki greeted him, as he sat the groceries on the kitchen counter.
"Hello Tsuzuki," he greeted back.
Hisoka removed the groceries from the bag. He got the pots out of the cabinet and washed the rice and set it aside to sit. Hisoka wasn't going to bother cooking the ramen until the rice was ready to be cooked; it would just get cold.
Tsuzuki now noticed that Hisoka was a bit.different. He couldn't put his finger on it, but somehow, Hisoka had a different presence to him. Like something had given him a bit of a shake-up. Tsuzuki threw around the idea in his head of asking Hisoka what was wrong. He decided he would. He wasn't going to get any closer to Hisoka by just sitting in silence.
"Are you okay, Hisoka," Tsuzuki began, "you seem different. Did something happen to you while you were out shopping?"
Hisoka paused. Something had happened. He wasn't for sure about sharing it with Tsuzuki just yet though. It was hard to open his heart, although he sensed Tsuzuki's emotions were nothing but love, concern, and even a desire to.protect.
Hisoka hesitated. "I.saw someone." he said slowly.
Disclaimer: The great Yami no Matsuei universe is not mine. I don't own it. It is *bababum* disclaimed
Hisoka and Tsuzuki made their way into headquarters. Konoe greeted them upon their arrival and then began briefing them.
"You see," he began, "people are showing up on the list of the dead, and indeed, they are physically dead. However, their souls are not being received for judgement. You and Hisoka have been assigned to investigate this. You will be going to Fukuoka, the area where this has been occurring. The department has set you both up with a cover at Kyushu University. Tsuzuki, you will be a doctor and Hisoka will be disguised as your assistant. We have rented a small apartment near the university for you. FINISH this assignment in a month. That's as much time as the apartment was rented for due to our department's budget."
"Understood," Hisoka replied very coolly.
"Okay chief! Me and Hisoka have this under control!" Tsuzuki said, stressing the last two words.
"I hope you can manage," Konoe said, speaking more to Tsuzuki than Hisoka, "here's directions to your apartment and how to get to the university from there," Konoe handed Hisoka the papers, trusting him more with them than Tsuzuki.
With that taken care of, Tsuzuki and Hisoka left. Konoe silently wondered how Tsuzuki could be such a powerful Shinigami, yet be totally brainless at times. It was just one of those confusing, nonsensical things life throws at you he decided; however, it really bothered him. One might even say it irked him. Konoe gave up thinking on it and walked back to his desk to begin sorting through the other cases that were waiting to be assigned.
"We're almost there," Hisoka said to Tsuzuki, who was eating a popsicle.
"Really?" Tsuzuki said with his mouth full, "I hope it's a decent place." Tsuzuki remembered all too vividly some of the places he had had to live in on assignments because the department's budget didn't allow for anything better.
"There it is," Hisoka pointed out. It was an okay building, neither stylish nor run-down. Tsuzuki wondered if the department had received some extra money. It wasn't quite as bad as he had expected.
They made their way up to the apartment, which was on the fifth floor, and walked in. This was where the budget got Tsuzuki. "It ALWAYS happens," he sobbed.
The apartment was nice, spacious but hardly furnished. It had a bed and a table with two chairs. They looked in the cupboard and found a few pots for cooking and two glasses and some paper plates. "This is so awful, Hisoka! There is no t.v.! How will I watch my music shows with all the pretty idols in them?! Oh the humanity."
"It is really bare, isn't it," Hisoka said, a bit taken aback himself. He didn't think even college kids lived in this bare of surroundings.
Hisoka sighed and laid his stuff down on the bed, "Guess we'll have to make due."
Hisoka put his hands in his pockets and found the money Konoe had included with the instructions on how to get to the apartment. It was their "grocery allowance."
"I'm gonna go out and pick up some ramen and rice for dinner along with some tea," Hisoka called as he walked out the door, not giving Tsuzuki the chance to follow. He feared that if Tsuzuki came along he'd waste all the money on cakes and such.
The apartment was eerily silent with Hisoka gone. It wasn't that Hisoka caused noise, he just acted as someone Tsuzuki could direct noise to since he wasn't in the habit of talking to himself. 'Well we have a month to figure this case out' Tsuzuki pondered to himself, 'maybe I can also get Hisoka to open himself up a little more. I know how he dyed, but just because I know that doesn't bring me any closer to him. I need to interact with him. Get to really know him. I want him to feel he can trust me.'
About 15 minutes later, Hisoka came through the door with a bag containing 5 packages of ramen noodles, a large bag of rice, and a medium size bag of green tea. "Welcome back," a cheerful Tsuzuki greeted him, as he sat the groceries on the kitchen counter.
"Hello Tsuzuki," he greeted back.
Hisoka removed the groceries from the bag. He got the pots out of the cabinet and washed the rice and set it aside to sit. Hisoka wasn't going to bother cooking the ramen until the rice was ready to be cooked; it would just get cold.
Tsuzuki now noticed that Hisoka was a bit.different. He couldn't put his finger on it, but somehow, Hisoka had a different presence to him. Like something had given him a bit of a shake-up. Tsuzuki threw around the idea in his head of asking Hisoka what was wrong. He decided he would. He wasn't going to get any closer to Hisoka by just sitting in silence.
"Are you okay, Hisoka," Tsuzuki began, "you seem different. Did something happen to you while you were out shopping?"
Hisoka paused. Something had happened. He wasn't for sure about sharing it with Tsuzuki just yet though. It was hard to open his heart, although he sensed Tsuzuki's emotions were nothing but love, concern, and even a desire to.protect.
Hisoka hesitated. "I.saw someone." he said slowly.