Melting the Heart Chapter 3
a.n.: Here's chapter 3 ^^v I also want to thank everyone who reviewed the first two chapters of this story. I will try to keep it going as best as I can ^_^ Although school starts again tomorrow, and the place seems to suck out all of my creativity so I may not get good chances to write until the weekend. Gomen nasai.
Disclaimed: Tsuzuki, Hisoka, Yami no Matsuei etc belong to all the people that have their name stamped on them ^^; I disclaim them.
"Who was it you saw," Tsuzuki asked with concern in his voice.
"I'm pretty sure it was.," Hisoka hesitated again, ".Muraki."
Tsuzuki felt a sort of sadness creep over him. Such a sighting, even though it was only a sighting, had obviously disturbed Hisoka. Knowing Muraki was around would disturb anyone that knew his true nature though. The way he killed people by draining their life energy to make himself stronger. It disgusted Tsuzuki.
"Are you sure it was him," he asked.
"Quite sure. When he walked by, I felt this sadness, malice.and emptiness. And even when he was gone, it still lingered."
Tsuzuki felt like holding Hisoka as one would hold a child and telling him everything would be okay. Acourse, such a thing would probably be more offensive or disturbing to Hisoka than comforting; so, Tsuzuki just sat in one of the chairs, pondering over Muraki's appearance in Fukuoka.
"Do you think," Tsuzuki began, "that Muraki could be the one behind the souls disappearing? It seems to be a coincidence that souls are disappearing from Fukuoka and then you coming across Muraki, but usually wherever there is Muraki there is trouble."
"True," Hisoka commented, "but how do we exactly begin going about this? Souls have disappeared, but where do we look for them at? Would they be floating around or trapped in something? It's hard to find a point to begin at."
"I honestly don't know. Konoe just said that souls weren't appearing for judgment. We don't really have anything besides that to go on," Tsuzuki said, troubled now by the questions Hisoka had raised. He had not realized earlier the potential difficulty of this assignment.
Hisoka's timer on his watch went off. The rice was done soaking. He turned on the stove and set the rice on one of the burners and set his watch for twenty minutes.
"Should we get a list of the victims and find out where they're buried? Maybe their souls have just lingered around their grave or something," Tsuzuki suggested.
Hisoka turned around from the stove, "Konoe gave us a list of the victims. The list doesn't say where they were buried, although all were students of Kyushu University."
"Then there is are starting point," Tsuzuki exclaimed feeling very smart and proud of his deduction.
"Yeah.but do you really think souls would linger around a university?"
Tsuzuki thought for a moment, ".Souls could hang around anywhere. It's just a matter of locating them. It's not totally out of the question - nothing is. We just need to have be extra sensitive tomorrow when we are there. See if we can sense any lingering souls," Tsuzuki beamed with pride at that last statement. He was feeling extremely smart; however, that is not to say Tsuzuki isn't smart, it's just to say he doesn't always.or usually doesn't show it.
Hisoka picked up the pride emanating from Tsuzuki, "Don't go on talking like you've solved the case yet," he commented, crushing Tsuzuki's prideful outburst.
"You're so mean," Tsuzuki retaliated back sounding very childish.
They both sat there in silence for a while. Hisoka finally got up and began boiling the water for the ramen. The rice had about three more minutes before it would be done, and it would take about that long to cook the ramen. Tsuzuki just sat at the table, staring down at nothing.
"Mmmmm that was GOOD, Hisoka," Tsuzuki complimented while finishing his third helping of rice.
"Thanks," Hisoka firmly, yet quietly, replied while finishing his bowl of rice as well. Tsuzuki's happiness over such a small, simple meal kind of touched him in an odd sort of way.
When they had both finished, Tsuzuki due to the fact that there was no more food, and the dishes were done, they just sat down. There was no television, no radio, nothing for entertainment. Well Hisoka had entertainment - he was reading a book.
"What are we to dooooo," Tsuzuki whined, "this is killing me."
"Find a book and read it then."
"That's just booooring," Tsuzuki sighed and gave up. There would be little in the way of electronic entertainment while he was on this assignment he figured.
"I'm going to bed," Tsuzuki, feeling defeated by the apartment's lack of furnishings, said.
He got up out of his chair and walked to bedroom. Hisoka sat in silence for what seemed like a long time, not even reading. In actuality it was only three minutes. Still, without Tsuzuki around, it felt.rather lonesome. Hisoka sat his book down on the table and got up. He had decided he might as well go to bed himself.
Walking into the bedroom, Hisoka noticed that Tsuzuki appeared to be asleep. 'He goes fast,' Hisoka thought as he removed his shirt and jeans then climbed into bed next to the sleeping shinigami.
"That was fast," Tsuzuki said, sleep noticeably in his voice.
Hisoka froze for a moment, then regained himself, "Reading was making me sleepy," he replied matter-of-factly.
Tsuzuki laughed lightly. "Then goodnight again," Tsuzuki said while slipping his hand lightly over Hisoka's waist. Hisoka was near protesting automatically, but he sensed the emotion coming from Tsuzuki: the emotion of a desire to protect.a strong desire. Tsuzuki's thoughts even mirrored this. Hisoka read them as being, 'To provide some type of comfort, to provide some kind of protection.' Hisoka nudged his head into his pillow a little more, now feeling safe and.loved. He liked the feelings, even if it didn't change his exterior too much it did change his interior.
a.n.: Here's chapter 3 ^^v I also want to thank everyone who reviewed the first two chapters of this story. I will try to keep it going as best as I can ^_^ Although school starts again tomorrow, and the place seems to suck out all of my creativity so I may not get good chances to write until the weekend. Gomen nasai.
Disclaimed: Tsuzuki, Hisoka, Yami no Matsuei etc belong to all the people that have their name stamped on them ^^; I disclaim them.
"Who was it you saw," Tsuzuki asked with concern in his voice.
"I'm pretty sure it was.," Hisoka hesitated again, ".Muraki."
Tsuzuki felt a sort of sadness creep over him. Such a sighting, even though it was only a sighting, had obviously disturbed Hisoka. Knowing Muraki was around would disturb anyone that knew his true nature though. The way he killed people by draining their life energy to make himself stronger. It disgusted Tsuzuki.
"Are you sure it was him," he asked.
"Quite sure. When he walked by, I felt this sadness, malice.and emptiness. And even when he was gone, it still lingered."
Tsuzuki felt like holding Hisoka as one would hold a child and telling him everything would be okay. Acourse, such a thing would probably be more offensive or disturbing to Hisoka than comforting; so, Tsuzuki just sat in one of the chairs, pondering over Muraki's appearance in Fukuoka.
"Do you think," Tsuzuki began, "that Muraki could be the one behind the souls disappearing? It seems to be a coincidence that souls are disappearing from Fukuoka and then you coming across Muraki, but usually wherever there is Muraki there is trouble."
"True," Hisoka commented, "but how do we exactly begin going about this? Souls have disappeared, but where do we look for them at? Would they be floating around or trapped in something? It's hard to find a point to begin at."
"I honestly don't know. Konoe just said that souls weren't appearing for judgment. We don't really have anything besides that to go on," Tsuzuki said, troubled now by the questions Hisoka had raised. He had not realized earlier the potential difficulty of this assignment.
Hisoka's timer on his watch went off. The rice was done soaking. He turned on the stove and set the rice on one of the burners and set his watch for twenty minutes.
"Should we get a list of the victims and find out where they're buried? Maybe their souls have just lingered around their grave or something," Tsuzuki suggested.
Hisoka turned around from the stove, "Konoe gave us a list of the victims. The list doesn't say where they were buried, although all were students of Kyushu University."
"Then there is are starting point," Tsuzuki exclaimed feeling very smart and proud of his deduction.
"Yeah.but do you really think souls would linger around a university?"
Tsuzuki thought for a moment, ".Souls could hang around anywhere. It's just a matter of locating them. It's not totally out of the question - nothing is. We just need to have be extra sensitive tomorrow when we are there. See if we can sense any lingering souls," Tsuzuki beamed with pride at that last statement. He was feeling extremely smart; however, that is not to say Tsuzuki isn't smart, it's just to say he doesn't always.or usually doesn't show it.
Hisoka picked up the pride emanating from Tsuzuki, "Don't go on talking like you've solved the case yet," he commented, crushing Tsuzuki's prideful outburst.
"You're so mean," Tsuzuki retaliated back sounding very childish.
They both sat there in silence for a while. Hisoka finally got up and began boiling the water for the ramen. The rice had about three more minutes before it would be done, and it would take about that long to cook the ramen. Tsuzuki just sat at the table, staring down at nothing.
"Mmmmm that was GOOD, Hisoka," Tsuzuki complimented while finishing his third helping of rice.
"Thanks," Hisoka firmly, yet quietly, replied while finishing his bowl of rice as well. Tsuzuki's happiness over such a small, simple meal kind of touched him in an odd sort of way.
When they had both finished, Tsuzuki due to the fact that there was no more food, and the dishes were done, they just sat down. There was no television, no radio, nothing for entertainment. Well Hisoka had entertainment - he was reading a book.
"What are we to dooooo," Tsuzuki whined, "this is killing me."
"Find a book and read it then."
"That's just booooring," Tsuzuki sighed and gave up. There would be little in the way of electronic entertainment while he was on this assignment he figured.
"I'm going to bed," Tsuzuki, feeling defeated by the apartment's lack of furnishings, said.
He got up out of his chair and walked to bedroom. Hisoka sat in silence for what seemed like a long time, not even reading. In actuality it was only three minutes. Still, without Tsuzuki around, it felt.rather lonesome. Hisoka sat his book down on the table and got up. He had decided he might as well go to bed himself.
Walking into the bedroom, Hisoka noticed that Tsuzuki appeared to be asleep. 'He goes fast,' Hisoka thought as he removed his shirt and jeans then climbed into bed next to the sleeping shinigami.
"That was fast," Tsuzuki said, sleep noticeably in his voice.
Hisoka froze for a moment, then regained himself, "Reading was making me sleepy," he replied matter-of-factly.
Tsuzuki laughed lightly. "Then goodnight again," Tsuzuki said while slipping his hand lightly over Hisoka's waist. Hisoka was near protesting automatically, but he sensed the emotion coming from Tsuzuki: the emotion of a desire to protect.a strong desire. Tsuzuki's thoughts even mirrored this. Hisoka read them as being, 'To provide some type of comfort, to provide some kind of protection.' Hisoka nudged his head into his pillow a little more, now feeling safe and.loved. He liked the feelings, even if it didn't change his exterior too much it did change his interior.