Tittle: Remember me Wholy
Authur: Silver-Winger-Angel
Rating: R?
Disclaimer: I dun own Yami no Matsuei okay? Dun sue me..
Summery: You can never forget the past but don't let it control you... (This fic is AU)
Chapter 4 Don't be afraid
Hisoka sighed again. "Where on earth is he?" he questioned out loud. A glance at the clock proved that Hijiri was in fact coming home pretty late. "Maybe he got lost or something," Tsuzuki tried to reason. He tried to believe it but something was making his heart ache. He knew something was very wrong but he refused to believe it. 'Hijiri-kun, please be okay,' he prayed silently. His heart began thumping faster and harder every second. Something's wrong!
"Tsuzuki, do you think we should go find him?" a not very common question from Hisoka. He often worried but seldom shows it to people. Not that he never show his emotions to people, that would be a freak but, Hisoka's diffrent. He'll only show them to people he really trusts. The people he trusts won't make fun of him. They wouldn't think his emotions were out of question. He sometimes kept it bottled up inside his heart and never let anyone know.
Like the time when a certain doctor who looks like an angel, but to Hisoka himself, he was a devil in disguised. He could still remember every single details of that night. Every single pain that the doctor caused. He wanted to forget, he begged, pleaded to forget his past' experience, but the curse marks across his body would remind him of that fateful day. The day he shouldn't go out. The day he shouldn't have gone to that place full of sakura trees blooming. The day he shouldn't witness the murder of the woman. The day he should have run when he sensed something was wrong. But, no, he was captured, tortured, used, cursed and untill now, the curse marks he still have would make him whimper out in the nights. And at that time, when that psycho doctor violated him, he felt a strange sensation on his back, just between his shoulder blades. It was as if something was straining to come out through his back. But he presumed it was just his imagination.
He never let anyone know about the encounter he had with the maniacal doctor. He would never let anyone know about the curse marks. He really wanted them to know, he wanted to find comfort in them when the pain would come but he never dared to tell either of his friends. Not that he didn't trust them, he does, he just couldn't find the right words to put in. What if he messed up? Hisoka couldn't imagine how his life could be. He wondered if one day, the curse would kill him. He tried not to think about it, although he couldn't help but wonder when all this pain would end. /End/ meant everything. When would his life end, when would this unwanted pain end. It has been over three years but still, the pain seemed as fresh as ever, and would never lessen.
"'Soka, 'soka!" he was startled out from his thoughts. "Are you alright?" Tsuzuki asked. Then he realised his hands were shaking. He clasped it together, trying to stop the shivering, and his whole body felt so cold. He could feel the dull pain on his body. He would get that everytime he thought about that night. That bloody night he should've just stayed at home. Hisoka nodded quickly. "Tsuzuki, we should go find Hijiri, I.. I'm worried," he whispered the last part out. Tsuzuki just smiled warmly. He wouldn't get that look or catch Hisoka say those words everyday. "Let's go then," Hisoka and his amethyst eyed friend took their coats (it's already almost 6.00pm) walked out and set out to search for their friend. They traced their way to Tomoatsu High and checked each street to make sure their friend wasn't lost.
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Hijiri tried to get up to his feet but a rough kick to his abdomen knocked the air out of his lungs. That caused him to fall back to the ground with a loud thud, trying to catch his breath.
"You know, we don't hold a grudge againts you Minase-san, but we're quite pissed off right now, and we're taking out anger out at the first unfortunate victim we found, and that's you, so you should feel honoured, or else, just be our punch bag for a while," the leader add with a snicker. That said, a series of hard kicks came and he curled up into a fetal position, trying to block it all out. The kicks came from all sides and he could already feel some of his ribs were cracked and worse, broken. "Stop, please," he tried pleading. His pleadings didn't work but instead the kicks got rougher and harder.
"Stop? We haven't even begun yet, that was just the beginning's intro, now we're about to get into the main course, are you ready? I guess not, but we don't care anyway," one of the gang member said. Then suddenly, someone delivered a hard kick to his back, and at the same time, a kick was given to his stomach. Hijiri cried out in pain and his vision began to waver a little and it went all fuzzy. He wasn't quite sure if he could survive tonight. Those bloody bastard of a bullies had beaten him up for god only knows how many hours. At that moment, he could sense someone coming.
"Yamete!!" the voice was familiar, but to his hazy mind, he didn't care, as long as the beatings stop. He turned towards the source of the voice. In his blurry and bloody eyes, he could see a familiar blond head and a brunette close behind. And to his horror, the figure of the blond began glowing so bright that he had to shut his eyes. He could feel the light slowly fading and carefully he slit open one eye, and then the other. The blond's figure was a little diffrent to him. He shook his head and soon realised that the blond had wings!
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Hisoka kept searching through every streets together with his equally worried friend. Each street he searched and couldn't find his violinist friend, he wasn't sure if he should be relieved or be more worried. He was about to give up when suddenly he heard someone crying out.
Hisoka and Tsuzuki rushed towards a dark and hollow alley. And to their horror of their eyes, they saw the one that they had been dying to look for. "Hijiri!" Both of them cried. The figure the dark haired boy was curled up and about four other figures were beating him. Hisoka lost his control. He wouldn't let anyone hurt his friends. "Yamete!!"
All of a sudden, he could feel that sensation again, on his back, just between his shoulder blades. The sensation he felt tree years ago under the cherry blossom trees. It all came back to him, and without him realising it, his body was engulfed in a bright bluish light. His eyes glowed a brighter colour of green. "TEME!!" the light grew brighter and brighter. Tsuzuki shielded his hands in front of his eyes from the assaulting light. When the light began fading, he stole a glance at his blonde friend. His eyes grew wide at the sight of Hisoka and the sight in front of him. "'Soka, you.. you.. have..." Hisoka suddenly sank to his knees, he felt very exhausted all of a sudden. He began shivering. A chill ran up his spine and he collapsed in his friend's arms, panting hard. "Oh my god.." Tsuzuki took a glance at the bullies in front of him again, they were all unconsious, together with Hijiri.
"'Soka, what's happening, you.. you have.. wings!"
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End of chapter 4...
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(Authur's note: Okay, minna, sorry for the silly plot and it took me quite a while to figure this out... gomen gomen... I know how silly this plot is but i hope you guys will stay tuned... please? I promise more to come... and anyway.. Read and Review please!!! comments, questions are welcome!!! everything will be welcomed except flames... and sankyuu very much for you guys who stuck with me and R&R-ed this story.. arigatou!! okay, ja.. minna!!)
Authur: Silver-Winger-Angel
Rating: R?
Disclaimer: I dun own Yami no Matsuei okay? Dun sue me..
Summery: You can never forget the past but don't let it control you... (This fic is AU)
Chapter 4 Don't be afraid
Hisoka sighed again. "Where on earth is he?" he questioned out loud. A glance at the clock proved that Hijiri was in fact coming home pretty late. "Maybe he got lost or something," Tsuzuki tried to reason. He tried to believe it but something was making his heart ache. He knew something was very wrong but he refused to believe it. 'Hijiri-kun, please be okay,' he prayed silently. His heart began thumping faster and harder every second. Something's wrong!
"Tsuzuki, do you think we should go find him?" a not very common question from Hisoka. He often worried but seldom shows it to people. Not that he never show his emotions to people, that would be a freak but, Hisoka's diffrent. He'll only show them to people he really trusts. The people he trusts won't make fun of him. They wouldn't think his emotions were out of question. He sometimes kept it bottled up inside his heart and never let anyone know.
Like the time when a certain doctor who looks like an angel, but to Hisoka himself, he was a devil in disguised. He could still remember every single details of that night. Every single pain that the doctor caused. He wanted to forget, he begged, pleaded to forget his past' experience, but the curse marks across his body would remind him of that fateful day. The day he shouldn't go out. The day he shouldn't have gone to that place full of sakura trees blooming. The day he shouldn't witness the murder of the woman. The day he should have run when he sensed something was wrong. But, no, he was captured, tortured, used, cursed and untill now, the curse marks he still have would make him whimper out in the nights. And at that time, when that psycho doctor violated him, he felt a strange sensation on his back, just between his shoulder blades. It was as if something was straining to come out through his back. But he presumed it was just his imagination.
He never let anyone know about the encounter he had with the maniacal doctor. He would never let anyone know about the curse marks. He really wanted them to know, he wanted to find comfort in them when the pain would come but he never dared to tell either of his friends. Not that he didn't trust them, he does, he just couldn't find the right words to put in. What if he messed up? Hisoka couldn't imagine how his life could be. He wondered if one day, the curse would kill him. He tried not to think about it, although he couldn't help but wonder when all this pain would end. /End/ meant everything. When would his life end, when would this unwanted pain end. It has been over three years but still, the pain seemed as fresh as ever, and would never lessen.
"'Soka, 'soka!" he was startled out from his thoughts. "Are you alright?" Tsuzuki asked. Then he realised his hands were shaking. He clasped it together, trying to stop the shivering, and his whole body felt so cold. He could feel the dull pain on his body. He would get that everytime he thought about that night. That bloody night he should've just stayed at home. Hisoka nodded quickly. "Tsuzuki, we should go find Hijiri, I.. I'm worried," he whispered the last part out. Tsuzuki just smiled warmly. He wouldn't get that look or catch Hisoka say those words everyday. "Let's go then," Hisoka and his amethyst eyed friend took their coats (it's already almost 6.00pm) walked out and set out to search for their friend. They traced their way to Tomoatsu High and checked each street to make sure their friend wasn't lost.
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Hijiri tried to get up to his feet but a rough kick to his abdomen knocked the air out of his lungs. That caused him to fall back to the ground with a loud thud, trying to catch his breath.
"You know, we don't hold a grudge againts you Minase-san, but we're quite pissed off right now, and we're taking out anger out at the first unfortunate victim we found, and that's you, so you should feel honoured, or else, just be our punch bag for a while," the leader add with a snicker. That said, a series of hard kicks came and he curled up into a fetal position, trying to block it all out. The kicks came from all sides and he could already feel some of his ribs were cracked and worse, broken. "Stop, please," he tried pleading. His pleadings didn't work but instead the kicks got rougher and harder.
"Stop? We haven't even begun yet, that was just the beginning's intro, now we're about to get into the main course, are you ready? I guess not, but we don't care anyway," one of the gang member said. Then suddenly, someone delivered a hard kick to his back, and at the same time, a kick was given to his stomach. Hijiri cried out in pain and his vision began to waver a little and it went all fuzzy. He wasn't quite sure if he could survive tonight. Those bloody bastard of a bullies had beaten him up for god only knows how many hours. At that moment, he could sense someone coming.
"Yamete!!" the voice was familiar, but to his hazy mind, he didn't care, as long as the beatings stop. He turned towards the source of the voice. In his blurry and bloody eyes, he could see a familiar blond head and a brunette close behind. And to his horror, the figure of the blond began glowing so bright that he had to shut his eyes. He could feel the light slowly fading and carefully he slit open one eye, and then the other. The blond's figure was a little diffrent to him. He shook his head and soon realised that the blond had wings!
***
Hisoka kept searching through every streets together with his equally worried friend. Each street he searched and couldn't find his violinist friend, he wasn't sure if he should be relieved or be more worried. He was about to give up when suddenly he heard someone crying out.
Hisoka and Tsuzuki rushed towards a dark and hollow alley. And to their horror of their eyes, they saw the one that they had been dying to look for. "Hijiri!" Both of them cried. The figure the dark haired boy was curled up and about four other figures were beating him. Hisoka lost his control. He wouldn't let anyone hurt his friends. "Yamete!!"
All of a sudden, he could feel that sensation again, on his back, just between his shoulder blades. The sensation he felt tree years ago under the cherry blossom trees. It all came back to him, and without him realising it, his body was engulfed in a bright bluish light. His eyes glowed a brighter colour of green. "TEME!!" the light grew brighter and brighter. Tsuzuki shielded his hands in front of his eyes from the assaulting light. When the light began fading, he stole a glance at his blonde friend. His eyes grew wide at the sight of Hisoka and the sight in front of him. "'Soka, you.. you.. have..." Hisoka suddenly sank to his knees, he felt very exhausted all of a sudden. He began shivering. A chill ran up his spine and he collapsed in his friend's arms, panting hard. "Oh my god.." Tsuzuki took a glance at the bullies in front of him again, they were all unconsious, together with Hijiri.
"'Soka, what's happening, you.. you have.. wings!"
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End of chapter 4...
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(Authur's note: Okay, minna, sorry for the silly plot and it took me quite a while to figure this out... gomen gomen... I know how silly this plot is but i hope you guys will stay tuned... please? I promise more to come... and anyway.. Read and Review please!!! comments, questions are welcome!!! everything will be welcomed except flames... and sankyuu very much for you guys who stuck with me and R&R-ed this story.. arigatou!! okay, ja.. minna!!)