Chapter II: Sleepless Nights
My message: Argh. sorry for writing a bad fanfic ^^; I don't know why I'm continuing it. Maybe it's because of my sugar rush. Anyway, please try to overlook bad grammar and misspelled words because we don't have a beta- reader (whatever that is) and English is not my mother language. Cheesy stuff (and more fluff!) will come in later. For the meantime, please R&R! (And I still plan on reviving Tsu-chan after my ficcy ^_~)
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After hearing the news, I felt so empty. even angry. Yes, angry. Is it so insignificant for them that Tsuzuki died!? Tatsumi explained to me that it was what Tsuzuki had wanted. So, Tsuzuki had wanted to leave me all alone!? It's my fault. I've somehow chased him away. I never saw the hurt that he was feeling deep inside. Maybe I'M that cause of it all.
~That night.~
I went home feeling tired, I couldn't stop the tears at work. Maybe even Kachou noticed. We all paid respects to Tsuzuki. but. I shouldn't be thinking about this.
[That moment, a chilly breeze shifted part of the curtain, revealing a photo taken some months ago. Actually, it wasn't just left there. Hisoka had cleaned his room the other night. when Tsuzuki came over and insisted that he frame the picture. (Alright, so baaaaad interlude! ^^;)]
"Eh. What's this.?" I picked up the framed photo. It was when Tsuzuki had persisted that we eat at Cinappon (their own version of Cinnabon). He was happy at that picture while I was. frowning, as always. Maybe, he wasn't happy at the way I'm treating him. so.
I don't know what came over me but I threw the frame with the picture against the wall. "DAMN YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! WHY DID YOU. leave me. why!?"
Tears dripped from my chin - and for a moment, just a moment, I saw Tsuzuki smiling at me across the bedside table. "Is this one of your tricks, Tsuzuki!? I don't want to play anymore! I don't want to!!!"
I turned approached the table, and, as I was expecting, he wasn't there. wasn't there.
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I quickly wiped my tears feeling ashamed and undressed. As I was taking a shower. I saw a figure from outside the bathroom. It looked strangely familiar but the figure was too vague for me to recognize. I hurried up on my shower and checked constantly if the shadow was still there. Sure enough, after I had dressed, there was still a figure of a man who seemed to be waiting for something, maybe for me? I checked my face in the mirror. I couldn't bear to look at it since my face was red and my eyes were a bit puffy from crying. I ignored it and went out anyway. As I hurried out; I then knew why the figure was so familiar! It was my partner; TSUZUKI!
I was shocked at first that I, yet again, began to cry. [Damn. Hisoka shouldn't be crying to much in my fanfic. it's gonna get him depressed.] Tsuzuki smiled at me, then angled my chin at his hands; after looking me in the eye, he said in a comforting voice ever so softly; "Hisoka. Please don't cry for me. I love you."
I was so shocked that I stop crying, "H-hai". I must be dreaming since when I awoke the next day; I was lying on my bed; still in the same clothes as when I had gotten out of the shower. I was scared after the incident. But I wondered; had Tsuzuki really come to. visit me? I shook my head profusely. No, maybe it's just the effect of stress. I didn't tell anyone that that about what had happened. They might think that I'm crazy for thinking of such things. But. it seemed so real.
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Gah. sorry for a very weird fanfic! I mean, even I was weirded out by what I wrote. Bad things can happen when you don't sleep; eat a huuuuge amount of sweets; AND practically live in a white, padded room. Anyway, my story was meant as a three-chapter work but this chapter just popped out of my head while I was doing my crochet project (which I'm also supposed to be doing NOW). Anyway, I *certainly* hope that there's no more Tsuzuki- hauntings in the next chapter since even 'm getting a wee bit scared. Please R&R!
My message: Argh. sorry for writing a bad fanfic ^^; I don't know why I'm continuing it. Maybe it's because of my sugar rush. Anyway, please try to overlook bad grammar and misspelled words because we don't have a beta- reader (whatever that is) and English is not my mother language. Cheesy stuff (and more fluff!) will come in later. For the meantime, please R&R! (And I still plan on reviving Tsu-chan after my ficcy ^_~)
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After hearing the news, I felt so empty. even angry. Yes, angry. Is it so insignificant for them that Tsuzuki died!? Tatsumi explained to me that it was what Tsuzuki had wanted. So, Tsuzuki had wanted to leave me all alone!? It's my fault. I've somehow chased him away. I never saw the hurt that he was feeling deep inside. Maybe I'M that cause of it all.
~That night.~
I went home feeling tired, I couldn't stop the tears at work. Maybe even Kachou noticed. We all paid respects to Tsuzuki. but. I shouldn't be thinking about this.
[That moment, a chilly breeze shifted part of the curtain, revealing a photo taken some months ago. Actually, it wasn't just left there. Hisoka had cleaned his room the other night. when Tsuzuki came over and insisted that he frame the picture. (Alright, so baaaaad interlude! ^^;)]
"Eh. What's this.?" I picked up the framed photo. It was when Tsuzuki had persisted that we eat at Cinappon (their own version of Cinnabon). He was happy at that picture while I was. frowning, as always. Maybe, he wasn't happy at the way I'm treating him. so.
I don't know what came over me but I threw the frame with the picture against the wall. "DAMN YOU! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! WHY DID YOU. leave me. why!?"
Tears dripped from my chin - and for a moment, just a moment, I saw Tsuzuki smiling at me across the bedside table. "Is this one of your tricks, Tsuzuki!? I don't want to play anymore! I don't want to!!!"
I turned approached the table, and, as I was expecting, he wasn't there. wasn't there.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I quickly wiped my tears feeling ashamed and undressed. As I was taking a shower. I saw a figure from outside the bathroom. It looked strangely familiar but the figure was too vague for me to recognize. I hurried up on my shower and checked constantly if the shadow was still there. Sure enough, after I had dressed, there was still a figure of a man who seemed to be waiting for something, maybe for me? I checked my face in the mirror. I couldn't bear to look at it since my face was red and my eyes were a bit puffy from crying. I ignored it and went out anyway. As I hurried out; I then knew why the figure was so familiar! It was my partner; TSUZUKI!
I was shocked at first that I, yet again, began to cry. [Damn. Hisoka shouldn't be crying to much in my fanfic. it's gonna get him depressed.] Tsuzuki smiled at me, then angled my chin at his hands; after looking me in the eye, he said in a comforting voice ever so softly; "Hisoka. Please don't cry for me. I love you."
I was so shocked that I stop crying, "H-hai". I must be dreaming since when I awoke the next day; I was lying on my bed; still in the same clothes as when I had gotten out of the shower. I was scared after the incident. But I wondered; had Tsuzuki really come to. visit me? I shook my head profusely. No, maybe it's just the effect of stress. I didn't tell anyone that that about what had happened. They might think that I'm crazy for thinking of such things. But. it seemed so real.
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Gah. sorry for a very weird fanfic! I mean, even I was weirded out by what I wrote. Bad things can happen when you don't sleep; eat a huuuuge amount of sweets; AND practically live in a white, padded room. Anyway, my story was meant as a three-chapter work but this chapter just popped out of my head while I was doing my crochet project (which I'm also supposed to be doing NOW). Anyway, I *certainly* hope that there's no more Tsuzuki- hauntings in the next chapter since even 'm getting a wee bit scared. Please R&R!