Don't forget: I am the sole responsible one for Tsuzuki's outrageous behaviour. Starza tried to keep me in check by being a very manga-esque Hisoka, but... Hey, it's me! I can't make a chaste and proper Tsuzuki!
You're still blushing?
"Here we are! Home sweet home, or something." Tsuzuki said outside his door and began roaming through his coat pocket, looking for the keys. "Hmm, I could swear I put them in this pocket..."
A sigh came from his younger partner. "I swear, you can be so hopeless sometimes," he noted, shaking his head and looking up at the night sky.
"I'm not hopeless!" Tsuzuki pouted and began to check his other pocket. He took out a long stick, covered in chocolate and little pieces of lint. "Haa! It's a pocky stick! Didn't know I had one... Here, Hisoka. You can have it."
Hisoka jumped as the pocky stick was placed in front of him. He shook his head. "No thank you. I told you, I don't like sweet things, and... It has lint on it. Did you find your keys yet?"
"Umm... no... I think they're in my pants..." He said, digging his left hand into his left pant pocket. He waved the chocolate pocky again at the young teen, which was in his right hand. "You sure you don't want it?"
"I'm positive." Hisoka answered, wondering how long that pocky stick had been in his partner's pocket.
Tsuzuki just shrugged and dug deeper into his pocket. His tongue twirled around and he made a clicking noise and pulled out a set of keys. "... Ah-ha! Here they are!" He proceeded to the door and put the key into the lock.
"Welcome to my humble home!" He said, bowing again for the second time tonight. Hisoka just rolled his eyes and entered the apartment. Tsuzuki followed him in and closed the door.
"You know your way around, right? The teapot is on the stove, leaves beside the fridge. I'm going straight to the shower." He said, picking up a lost noodle bit from his trousers and headed to the bathroom. "...How stupid... all my clothes ruined... ah well, laundry day tomorrow."
Hisoka managed to find his way to the kitchen and filled the teapot with water, fetching a pair of teacups from the cabinet and took out two bags of tea. When the kettle was full enough to his satisfaction, he placed it on the stove and sat down at the kitchen table.
It was at this moment Tsuzuki poked his head out the door with a huge grin on his face. "Hisoka! Wanna join me?"
Hisoka felt his entire face flush red at the thought of bathing with his partner and shook his head. He tried to cover his embarrassment with anger. "I-idiot! Just hurry up and take your shower!" He yelled, mentally wishing he had something right now to throw at the older man. 'I swear, he does this on purpose to annoy me!'
"Ha, you're welcome anytime." He said with a wink and closed the door. He didn't bother locking it, a little silent prayer in the back of his head hoping against all hopes that Hisoka would decide otherwise and turned the knobs of the shower.
Meanwhile, Hisoka wondered why he put up with his childish partner sometimes. He walked out to the living room and his eyes widened at the sight of the living room, which was littered with food wrappers, dirty clothes, crumbs, dirty dishes… It seemed as if everything that Tsuzuki owned was scattered all around the living room. 'How could Tsuzuki even WALK in here?' Not being able to stand the sight, he started picking up random candy wrappers and boxes and put the dirty clothes that were scattered around the room in the laundry bin.
Tsuzuki grabbed a bottle of shampoo and started to soap his hair up. 'He's such a sweetie... wonder if he tastes sweet too.' He grinned at the thought, but shook his head. 'Better not think too much of that now...' He told himself, feeling a little bad he couldn't indulge in one of his many daydreams. Still, the warm water tempted him to close his eyes and soon he gave in, letting his mind wonder.
He imagined he was near the coast of a beach, with seagulls flying overhead, the sky clear and blue. He noticed a figure near the waves and walked closer. When he was only ten feet from the figure, the person turned around and he was staring into emerald eyes. He gasped as he took notice what Hisoka was wearing, a tank top and shorts that showed off most of his legs, almost like a bathing suit… And it didn't help him that he was waving at him, and winked, his eyes taking on a light lusty glow. He let out a moan that was building up in his throat.
It was when cooling water started to hit his face that he realized that he was not on a beach, but at his home in the shower and that the 'object' of his daydream probably not only heard him vocally, but mentally too. 'Dammit!'
Hisoka did manage to pick up those emotions and he fell down to the floor, breathing in little gasps at the overpowering feelings of lust that came from Tsuzuki. 'What the hell are you thinking about in there???' He tried to get his breathing down to a calming manner and picked up the laundry basket he dropped.
"Tsuzuki, I'm going to go put your laundry in the washer, is that okay?" He asked, noting that his voice was a bit high pitched and frowned deeply. One day, he was either going to die (again) of embarrassment or beat his partner to the ground, asking to keep his perverted thoughts to himself.
"Ahh, yes, that's okay... I'm almost ready!" He answered, soaping himself thoroughly. He then engaged in another daydream of himself and a certain green-eyed Shinigami, both covered with soapsuds in the shower. He imagined holding a bar of soap, rubbing it up and down the others back and trailing down…
"Oh damn, I got to get a grip here. This is not the right time!" He murmured to himself. He rinsed off the remaining soap on his body and stepped out of the shower, reaching for the towel on the rack and proceeded to dry himself.
Poor Hisoka felt even more uncomfortable as Tsuzuki's thoughts started to leek into him. He saw the entire last scene play out in his head and felt warm all over. "Idiot, he's probably doing that on purpose to annoy me..." grumbled the teen as he proceeded back into the kitchen to check on the tea.
Tsuzuki came out of the bathroom, dressed in only a black bathrobe, which was tied closed with a silk belt. A towel was draped over the older man's shoulders. He shivered and another grin crossed his face. "Uuh, it feels cold here. Got something to warm me, Hisoka?"
"No, most of your clothes are in the laundry. Let that be a lesson for you to do the laundry before you run out of clothes." A scowl along with a blush crossed Hisoka's face, not really knowing if his partner meant he wanted clothes or…
Even Hisoka's patented scowl directed at him didn't wipe the grin off his face. "Aa, that's okay, I'll be in this robe then if you don't mind... But I was talking about the tea, you know."
"Aa, it's almost done." Hisoka disappeared into the kitchen and came back out in less than a minute, balancing a teapot in one hand and two cups in another. Carefully, he placed them on the table and poured tea into both cups. He took one for himself and passed one to the other side of the table.
Tsuzuki took that time to roam the cabinet for some cookies and dove into the freezer, taking out the box of ice cream he had bought that night. Filling a plate with some cookies, he casually walked back into the dining room, placing the box of ice cream and the cookies in the center of the table. He dipped a cookie right into the ice cream and took a long bite of it, moaning in delight. Hisoka looked at him for a moment before he looked down into his teacup.
"Ne, why don't you have some too? These cookies are not sweet. Unless you dip." He stopped for a moment and looked at his companion, his eyes taking on a glow. "What's so interesting in that cup? Can you read my tealeaves?"
"Idiot. I'm just thinking, that's all." The irritated teen said, taking a cookie off the plate and taking small bites of it. He hoped Tsuzuki wouldn't ask him exactly what he was thinking at the moment, as his thoughts were on the person in front of him…
"This tea is great! You make the best tea Hisoka!" Tsuzuki exclaimed, and if he had said it with any more feeling, little hearts would be flying all over the place.
"Thanks..." was the mumbled reply from Hisoka.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" Tsuzuki questioned, dipping another cookie into the ice cream.
"It's nothing important. I just have a lot of stuff on my mind, that's all." Hisoka replied, wanting to avoid the subject.
"But I wanna know what you're thinking! If you just space out like that, I'll worry, you know…"
"I'm fine, Tsuzuki. There's no reason to burden you with my problems when you have enough of your own." Hisoka put the rest of the cookie in his mouth and rose up from where he was seated, not really willing to share his thoughts with Tsuzuki just yet. "I should throw those clothes in the dryer now. I'll be right back." He started to walk away from the table, but a wrist shot out and stopped him from moving.
"Wait, you don't have to do that."
Startled, he asked, "Why not?"
"It's my clothes, you don't need to do my chores." He smiled. Then noticed he was still holding Hisoka's hand. "Umm, you just sit down on the couch, I'll take care of these." He mumbled, grabbing the now empty plate ('When did he eat all those cookies!?' Hisoka wondered), and the half full box of ice cream. Stretching his limbs, Hisoka stepped out into the living room and looked around the room. Of course, a TV with a VCR on top of it and a small blue couch occupied the middle of the room. A small stereo sat in the corner of the room with a few CDs stacked near it. Several paintings hung on the wall (Even though they were crooked).
'It's amazing how he could get around in this room before.' Hisoka thought. A few minutes later, Tsuzuki came out and his eyes widened.
"Maa, you've cleaned up here!"
"Aaa... I had nothing else to do while you were showering. It doesn't take long to set up some tea, so I decided to clean up." Looking up at Tsuzuki, he added, "Don't expect me to play housemaid every time I come over though."
Tsuzuki grinned as he thought of how Hisoka would look dressed like a French maid. "Ehhehe, of course not! But thanks anyway!" Tsuzuki sat down on the left side of the couch and looked up at Hisoka, who was standing, his face turning red again. "Wanna watch some tv?"
"S-sure..." He sat down on the couch, but made sure he sat to the far right side of the couch.
Tsuzuki noticed at the wide gap between them "Aww, are you afraid my robe will fall off?" He teased and winked "It won't, unless you want it to."
"I-idiot..." mumbled the blushing teen as he turned to the TV, trying to distract himself from his dorky partner.
"What are we watching? Are there any romantic comedies? I looo-ove those! The dramas are too depressing..."
"You pick a show. It doesn't matter to me what we watch."
"Aa. Then…" He stood up and started to go through his videos, which were stacked over in a corner. "Yuma and Saya sent me this tape just a few days ago, now where did I put it..." He kept throwing videos around the room ('I just cleaned up here… And he's making a mess again!' Hisoka growled to himself). Tsuzuki managed to find the video he was looking for, but hit his head on the table while getting up. "Ouch, that hurt!" He said and glared at the table for a minute before looking back at Hisoka. "But I found it! It's two half hour parts, and they said it's really funny! Look..." He showed the video to Hisoka and pronounced the name really slowly. "Gu-ra-bi-te-shi-on... hmmm..."
"You mean, 'Gravitation'. I don't know about this..." He shrugged. 'I don't know if we should trust what Yuma and Saya recommend…'
Of course, Tsuzuki didn't hear him. "Okay! That's it!" He exclaimed and put in the tape. Grabbing the remote, he sat back down on the couch, but much closer to Hisoka than he was before. Of course, Hisoka moved over as far as he could. Sighing to himself, he turned to the TV, feigning interest.
Tsuzuki laid his hands to his neck and dropped them over the backrest. "Looks pretty... is that a boy or a girl?" He remarked as someone with a mop of pink hair walked on the screen.
"It's a boy, I think."
"Are you sure?" He asked and looked back to the screen. "Hmm, he would be quite flat for a girl..." The video continued to play on as the young pink haired man, whose name was Shuichi, kept whining about someone. "But hey! Who's that Yuki he keeps talking about?"
"I don't know... Maybe his girlfriend." Hisoka guessed, continuing to watch without much interest.
Tsuzuki continued to watch as well, until the so-called Yuki comes on screen. "Wahh! That's one butch girlfriend!"
"Tsuzuki... That's a guy..." Hisoka said, just barely. 'This can't be that…'
Tsuzuki gasped and grinned, "I know it's a guy! But…" He looked back to the video playing and noted how passionately Shuichi talked about Yuki. "Ooo... I think they're... boyfriends..."
However, Hisoka was not amused at all. "Are you doing this on purpose?"
Tsuzuki stealthily placed his hand over Hisoka's shoulder. "I'm innocent! Really I am! Yuma said this was funny, and Saya said you should see it too!" He answered, his eyes still glued to the TV in morbid fascination.
"Gee, I wonder why they would say it was funny." He continued to watch the video until Shuichi fell asleep and started to have a dream. He could feel the heat rise to his cheeks and turned his head away from the screen. "I don't want to watch anymore of this! Turn it off!"
In spite of Hisoka's protests, Tsuzuki continued to watch the video, wanting to know what happened next. "Not yet, I wanna know..." His eyes widened as the dream took a totally different approach, where Shuichi was tied down to a…
"Okay I think I've seen enough." Tsuzuki said and scrambled for the remote as fast as he could. He could feel his own face flushing up as the last scene was still replaying in his head.
Hisoka shook his head and tried to hide his blush. He felt VERY uncomfortable right now, especially since Tsuzuki had moved over even more. He tried to calm his breathing down while looking at the floor.
Tsuzuki managed to turn off the VCR and looked at Hisoka. "I swear I'll never trust those two again..." He switched the channel, which was showing a random movie. "Well, this looks good enough." He sighed.
"You should've checked the tape beforehand..." suggested Hisoka and immediately cursed to himself. 'My voice is going to give me away!'
Tsuzuki put on his best smile and said, "It came just yesterday, and I had no time! Mou... you believe me Hisoka? Nee~!" 'But I think I will watch the rest alone, anyway.'
"Okay, okay, but next time, check before you watch." He turned back to the TV.
"Yeah, yeah." Tsuzuki answered. He kept thinking back to the scene, where he saw Yuki licking the whip. "Am I forgiven then?" He smiled, the person in his mind slowly turning from Yuki to Hisoka. He began to fidget. "Is it just me or is this couch getting really lumpy?"
Now, Hisoka was getting pissed off. "Can you please keep your perverted thoughts to yourself or at least learn some self control!?"
Tsuzuki pondered for a minute. 'I think attack is the best defense in this case!'
"Hey, my thoughts are totally normal! It's not my fault if you can't help blushing." His eyes took on a sparkle. "Besides, I think you would really li~ike what I just thought..."
"I seriously doubt THOSE type of thoughts can be considered normal. And what would YOU know about what I like and dislike?"
"Hisoka, I guess no-one ever told you about the birds and the bees..." A grin crossed his face. "I know my partner, and I know for a fact that right now..." He closed his eyes in mock concentration. "...You'd really, really want to have that whip and..." He started to gesture wildly. "Teach me some manners!! And self-control!! And then you'd tie me to a chair and call me 'hentai-baka' and spank me again!"
Hisoka had absolutely no idea how to counter what his partner just said. He didn't even WANT to think about it, as he never would have thought in his wildest dreams that Tsuzuki would be bold enough to say that to him, ever. He knew his partner could be an idiot at times, but this time…
He shook his head and stood up, his face bright red, and headed for the front door. After what Tsuzuki said to him, fear started to rise up inside of him. There was no real reason to be scared, but he needed to get away, and fast.
However, Tsuzuki's panicked voice stopped him from grabbing his coat and running off into the night.
"Hisoka~!! I was just kidding! Please, don't leave mee~...! I'm an idiot and I was just joking about how much of an idiot I am and I didn't mean to make you angry and please please please don't hate mee~!" He said within 5 seconds, gasping for air. He started to cry here. Hisoka turned around and sighed at the pitiful sight that was clutching to his leg.
"Who said I hated you?" He asked gently. 'I can never stay mad at this idiot for too long…' He pried the older man's hands off his leg and bent down to look into his eyes. "So... stop crying."
Tsuzuki sniffled. "...R-...really? He wiped his eyes on his bathrobe sleeve. "I thought you were... leaving me... You're not?" When his partner shook his head, Tsuzuki glomped onto him, knocking them both to the floor. "YAY!!" Here, he cuddled close to him and Hisoka wondered if he should've just left after all.
"...You really scared me there..." The seriousness in Tsuzuki's voice instantly wiped that thought from Hisoka's head.
Unfortunately, Tsuzuki forgot that a bathroom isn't as restrictive as his usual suit. And he didn't notice this until his robe started to fall down on one shoulder. On top of it, it didn't help him that he was above Hisoka, who was blushing again.
"Tsuzuki... Get off of me!" He growled and pushed his partner away, murmuring, "You can be so clueless sometimes..." He got up to put some distance between them, then looked at the clock. It was well past 11. Turning to his partner, he said, "It's late. I should really go home..."
Tsuzuki hung his head low. "Maybe so... you don't have to, though..." Straightening himself, he stepped toward Hisoka. "...You can always stay here longer..." He smiled a sad smile, thinking, because when you're here it doesn't feel so lonely. Leaning in closer, he whispered, "...but you can do whatever you like anyway, you know that?"
Hisoka felt his heart start to beat faster and his palms started to feel sticky. "A...are you sure you don't mind? I don't want to impose on you..." 'I really don't want to go back home. It's not like this would be the first time I stayed over late and crashed on your couch… I feel at 'home' when I'm with you, even when you're being an idiot. When did I become so dependent on you...'
"No, I don't mind at all..." He answered, pulling Hisoka in for a hug. Feelings of warmth washed over him as he felt arms wrap around his waist. "It's just that... I like being with you..."
"I like being with you too..." Hisoka echoed, feeling his face flush up again from being so close, but not wanting to pull away this time. 'You don't mind being like this either…?'
"I'm glad then." Tsuzuki said, nuzzling his face to Hisoka's hair. "...Would you do something for me?"
"What?"
"Umm... this may be a little strange but..." Leaning closer to his ear, he whispered. "Would you hold me and let me cuddle you?"
Green eyes blinked in confusion. 'Cuddle? Tsuzuki…why would you ask me to do such a thing…Is it because…?'
"On one condition. Tell me why. And don't hide the reason either. I'm an empath, after all."
He thought for a minute before answering. "Well, I like being with you, and..." He blinked and considered his words carefully. "I guess you could say I've been feeling a bit down lately, here alone..." Here, he absently rubbed his chin to Hisoka's head. "...And I think that you're the best person to cuddle. And... I... I--" He cursed at his inability to voice all his thoughts.
'That's not what I want to hear…That's not all you have to say to me either…' Hisoka pulled away from Tsuzuki and looked into his eyes with a serious expression. "I'm still waiting for the real reason, Tsuzuki... I want to hear it come out of your mouth, not from your thoughts..."
"...Eh?" He cocked his head and looked at his partner. 'Do you really mean what I think you mean? Are you ready for that?'
"Guess that's fair." He took a step closer and took a deep breath. "I... think..." Here, he took Hisoka's chin, holding it up to look directly into his eyes "...I..." He leaned closer, only mere inches separating their lips. "...Love you..." He closed the last few inches and pressed a feather-light kiss on Hisoka's lips.
Hisoka closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Tsuzuki's neck. He broke the kiss, his eyes half opened. "That's what I wanted to hear..." Wrapping his arms around Tsuzuki's waist, he pressed his body close to him, wanting the reassurance of his partner's presence. He let down his shields and felt the emotions radiate from Tsuzuki to him.
Tsuzuki couldn't remember ever feeling happier. For once in his life, things were going right. "Aa... so you don't mind if I... do that again?"
"No, I don't mind, but I thought you wanted to cuddle." Hisoka smirked, which surprised Tsuzuki. He decided to play along with him and smirked right back.
"Doesn't this count as cuddle?" He answered, waggling his eyebrows. "But it might be more comfortable if we move to the couch." He didn't move from the embrace, waiting for Hisoka to make the first move. When Hisoka nodded and didn't move, he asked, "So, why aren't you moving?" His hands kept running up and down Hisoka's back. He grinned as his partner's face turned, once more, a bright red. 'He's so cute when he blushes like that!'
Not letting go of the embrace, Hisoka carefully guided himself and Tsuzuki to the couch, where they both sat down.
That's it for now. Part 3 is lemon. Come on, it's me! Of course I corrupted Starza into lemon action ^_^
But don't hold your breath waiting for it. We won't be posting it all here, since we're
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