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Corrupted Innocence
A/N: Well this is my Yami No Matsuei fic. I've worked very hard toward it! I wrote this story non stop in class in a small notebook, believe it or not. Ya..about a book of 200 hundred pages double sided! Anyways, I haven't really seen the whole YNM. I've only seen to ep 11. Ya, so anyways, flames and comments are always welcomed. So go ahead.
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Sailing off into the beautiful sea. Floating on the waves like a feather upon a puddle. The night sky as dark as Lucifer, lord of hell.
In the blanket of the night were stars, twinkling magnificently as a cruise ship sailed lazily upon the large body of water. Leaning over the railing of this cruise ship was a young boy of 16 years in life.But in death, it was another story. His hair was the colour of the sandy beach while his eyes were that of emeralds, holding the reflection of the waves from the sea.
His name was Kurosaki Hisoka, a Shinigami. Or at least he was one. As the boy continued gazing out in the beautiful night sea, a man walked over and stood beside the young boy. The man's hair was a dark chestnut brown, with amethyst like eyes. They were so purple that they were abnormal. His name was Tsuzuki, yet another Shinigami but with greater power.
He turned his head and looked at the young boy with a smile, 'How's it feel?' Hisoka closed his eyes, feeling the breeze tousle his hair. "To finally be free?" he asked in almost a whisper. Tsuzuki smiled as he placed his hand on the boy's back. Hisoka looked at him in a serious kind of wonder as the violet eyed Shinigami winked at him, 'You're no longer a Shinigami. You can finally live like a normal human being. So tell me.how does it feel to be given a second chance and to be free?' Hisoka relaxed his face and turned his head back toward the direction of the water.
He then spoke calmly in almost a depressed and uncaring tone, 'One isn't free until they have died and their soul has reached its final stage. One can't have a consciousness or be able to feel emotions.even then I'm sure there's no rest' Tsuzuki scratched the back of his head in wonder, feeling somewhat clueless as to what Hisoka had just lectured. He then smiled innocently, 'Ah, common Hisoka. You're free! You've been granted a second chance to live on Earth! What more could you ask for?'
The timid boy sighed. He felt as if he was talking to a little child at times when he was conversing with his old partner. "What's the point, trying to pretend to live on Earth again? I won't be able to live like a regular human, you know that very well, don't you Tsuzuki?" he said looking up at his old partner with a serious look. Tsuzuki stared at him with a look of innocence, until Hisoka walked away to the back of the ship, leaving a very serious Tsuzuki behind; looking at him with a small amount of envy.
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"What do I have that's worth living on Earth." Hisoka asked himself in thought. His hands were in his pockets as he walked to the end of the ship. Once again he leaned on the railing and looked out at the sea, thinking about what he was going to do with his new "life" now that he was set free. If he stayed on Earth, faking a new life, He would stay 16 forever unless his soul was set free to reach its final stage. "I don't even know if I can manage to live on my own.I've been alone for as long as I can remember. I wouldn't know how to live" he said as he clenched the railing within his palms in anger.
He tried clearing his thoughts when something unexpected had interrupted them when he had grasped the railing. His eyes flared open as the image of a girl, about his age, being dragged off into a room, flowed through his mind's eye.
The boy quickly withdrew his hands from the railing, feeling a slight shiver trail down his spine. "What.what was that just now?" he asked himself in thought. Slowly he turned around in wonder, until his eyes met with a door. Yet another shiver flowed through out his body as he stared at it in wonder. He stood still, just staring at it, wondering what this feeling was and why it was flowing through him. Soon enough, two men emerged from the room. They seemed older. Not much older than Tsuzuki.
The two men looked around, checking to see if they had been spotted. Luckily, Hisoka had become invisible to their eyes, for they ran off, looking quiet satisfied. Soon the young Shinigami came into view once again, looking more determined than his previous emotion. He stood still for a short while, only able to think what could have possibly occurred in the room straight ahead of him. Slowly, he took a step.
Once again, a feeling took over him. Image after image flashed through his mind as if he was part of what had happened. It came and went like a crack of lightening. It was all done in one quick flash, but seemed like forever for the boy. Hisoka's face froze as he continued to stare at the door in shock. Quickly, not sparing a moment, he ran toward the door and pushed it open. He then froze once again, looking at his surroundings; a sense of fear taking over him, as if knowing what to expect.
"Hello? Is anyone in here?" He asked smoothly and curiously at the same time. When he figured his call wasn't going to be replied, he heard the sound of chains rattling deeper within the room. The boy continued walking inside, seeing a trail of clothing revealing itself along the way. He turned the corner of a bookshelf only to relive a horrible memory.
A figure lying strapped down onto a table.
The figure was obviously female. Her wrists were chained to the table aswell as her ankles. She had short messy brown hair and golden cat like eyes. She gritted her teeth and winced as she pulled the chains on her wrists again. Blood drooled from them as she struggled. Hisoka looked upon her with pity and shock. Her pain burned through his soul, like a sharp edge knife running through flesh. Suddenly the girl opened her eyes and growled at the boy, infuriated, 'STOP LOOKING AT ME!' Hisoka gasped as he looked away respectfully.
His cheeks were blushing with a light pink. The girl continued struggling to free herself from her prison. She yelled in semi pain as her blood continued to leak from her dark coloured wrists. "Stop struggling."said the boy calmly, with his eyes closed and head turned away. "Just go away! Leave me be!" the girl replied coldly.
Hisoka continued to keep his beautiful eyes respectfully closed as he spoke, 'I'm sorry, but I can't do that' He then took off his sweater, leaving only his blouse to cover his upper body. He opened his eyes guiltily, placing the sweater over her naked body. The girl's eyes wavered softly. "Why do you care? You don't even know me. I don't even know you! Leave things that way and just go!" she yelled angrily; her tears staining her red cheeks. The boy walked closer to the table she laid upon. He looked down at her with a serious look. The girl looked back and gazed into his eyes. Both of them into a stare of into each other's eyes... What was left of the girl's tears fell down her dark cheeks. As she continued to look at him, a feeling sank into her young bones.
A feeling about the boy. A painful sensation.
Slowly her eyes became heavy and the image of the boy slowly became a blur.
"An.empath?" she said in a whisper. Hisoka's eyes flared in shock. Soon, the young girl collapsed. Her head just lied limply on the table while her struggling finally came to a halt. Her blood spilled over the table side.
Hisoka's face loosened as he placed his hands on her shackles and started to free her from her chains. As he clutched a shackle in his hand, he could feel the rest of the event take place within his soul. The pain, surrounding his mind, thoughts, and breathing. He winced in agony, as he released the grasp on the chain. It fell to the floor with a loud clank.
Hisoka stood for a moment with his eyes tightly closed; enduring the pain and fear the young girl had gone through. He fell to his knees gritting his teeth. His breathing became heavy as he clutched his chest. His mind raced as the synchronized feeling kept reminding him of his cursed past. He fought to control his feelings, and soon his breathing started to become normal once again. He looked up slightly, and saw blood dripping from the table and into a small puddle onto the floor.
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"Where is that boy? He leaves for one moment and the-" said Tsuzuki as he accidentally bumped into someone. The purple eyed Shinigami then suddenly realised who he had collided with. Standing infront of him was the boy he was just searching for. Hisoka looked away, his cheeks blushing slightly as he held a young girl in his arms, wearing his sweater.
The boy knew that Tsuzuki was going to have a field day after this incident. Tsuzuki scratched the back of his head in disbelief as he looked at the blushing young boy, 'Well well. This is your first day of freedom and already you're making love to girls' Hisoka's cheeks turned to a crimson as he angrily walked by his old partner in silence, biting his tongue. Tsuzuki watched as Hisoka went into the room they were registered in. It was a room on deck so it wasn't that far away. As Tsuzuki watched the boy enter the room, he realised that the issue was more serious than he had thought. He then smiled and made his way to the lower deck.
Inside the registered room, Hisoka placed the young girl down onto his bed. She was out cold and seemed to be relaxed for the moment. The boy then walked into the bathroom, to get some bandages for her wrists. As he looked through the bathroom cabinet, strange questions started to resonate from his mind.
"Who is she? Why does it feel as if I know her?" he asked himself, unable to answer them himself. As all these questions flowed through his mind, a loud thud was heard back in the room. Instantly catching his attention, Hisoka walked into the room and saw the young girl crouched over on the floor breathing with exhaustion, holding her stomach in pain. All Hisoka could do was watch her in pity once again. "She's feeling the result of her rape. The pain. The sin." he said in his thoughts as he made his way toward her. He then kneeled on the floor infront of her, not taking his eyes off of her trembling self. He then spoke in a clam manner, 'If you would sit down on the bed I can wrap your wrists to stop the bleeding' The girl looked up and smirked. She continued holding her stomach in pain, trying to hide a look of hurt under her smirk. "Why do you wish to help me?" she asked hoarsely. Hisoka replied immediately, 'Because you're a lot like me' The girl slowly forced herself to stand. She shook without balance. "You don't know that" she replied coldly. The green eyed boy was already standing as she said this. He then held out the bandages in his hand, 'I know very well what happened in that storage room. That alone is enough to place us in the same situation. Now will you please accept my hospitality?'
The girl gritted her teeth as she looked away, not having much of a choice. She dizzily sat down on the bed holding out her bloody wrists. Hisoka kept a firm serious look as he went to sit down beside her. He then carefully and slowly started to bandage her up.
Silence took over soon. Not being one to stay quiet, the girl started to ask questions. "How old were you." she asked suddenly, looking away from him. Hisoka answered without shame, 'I was 13 at the time. I was then cursed and hospitalized for 3 years'
"Then you died and became a Shinigami to seek your killer. Is that right?" she asked as she looked at him in a serious manner. Hisoka looked back in astonishment, 'How.' The girl closed her eyes, 'I'm precognetic. I can see or hear certain things before they take place. That's one of the many reasons I'm on this boat' She then looked at her right wrist moving it around, feeling somewhat better. Hisoka decided not to ask what other reasons she had. The girl reached out her other arm wanting the boy to wrap her other wrist. Without hesitation, he continued, and bandaged her left one. The girl then spoke, 'I'm one of the few experiments that worked out, that's another reason to add to the list' Hisoka continued to stay quiet as he finished wrapping her wrist. The girl looked at her other hand, and flexed both, hoping that she could still use them. She then looked at him as he looked away, not wanting to make eye contact.
"Ananse Akira" she said, grasping her knees. Hisoka continued to keep his eyes away from her as he spoke, 'Kurosaki Hisoka'. The girl nodded as she stood up walking over to the window. She then pressed her hand up against it as she stared at the moon, 'Three years ago, my uncle wanted to conduct an experiment and asked me personally if I would take part in it. I became a little indecisive but he promised and assured my safety'
Hisoka stood up and made his way to the wall, where the girl was looking through the window. He continued to listen as she continued to speak, 'You see, I lived with my uncle. My parents had died but I was never told how at the time. My uncle did everything for me, so I decided to do whatever I could for him in return. He said that he needed to borrow my precognetic powers so I agreed to help him. ' she gritted her teeth and clenched her left hand which dangled at her side. Hisoka saw that the pressure of her clench was forcing her blood to bleed right through the bandages. She also seemed as if she was getting to very disturbing part in her story.
Unexpectedly, she turned and looked at the boy and smiled. He looked back in wonder as she asked an odd question, 'Mr.Kurosaki.do you find me attractive?' The boy slightly blushed as the question caught him off guard. He looked away and refused to answer. The girl shook her head in disbelief and continued to look out the window, 'I'm not a female you know.'
The boy jumped slightly as he turned his head to look at her, 'But I saw-' "What you saw, was indeed a female body. But, before my damn uncle's experiment, I was just as much as a male as you are. Like I said, I was willing to do anything for my uncle, but I hadn't planned on being tricked into being part of his experiment. He wanted to preserve my precognetic powers so his experiment changed my gender" she said smirking.
"How could becoming a female preserve precognition?" he asked curiously, obviously interested. Akira looked at him once again as her grin widened, 'Because women are stronger when it comes to mind over matter' The boy smirked slightly. "To tell you the truth, being a female is somewhat to my advantage. The body is more agile and manoeuvrable. And the visions are less painful" she said seriously.
"What became of you after your gender changed?" Hisoka asked timidly. Akira turned around and leaned on the window, 'My uncle became violent toward me. I would get beaten by different men or abused. If I didn't do what my uncle ordered, I'd be punished in every way possible. After all the abuse, I became cold and closed myself off to everyone I could. My uncle then told me that my parents hadn't died at all, that they gave me up for adoption when I was very young, only because of what I could see. Of course, like any child would, I refused to believe it. Hearing this only increased my strength and will. I became colder by the day.
Anyways, my uncle wanted me to find someone, using my power. I then informed him that we would meet this person on this boat. That's another reason I'm here'
Hisoka cocked an eyebrow in wonder as he forced his guilt aside to ask his next question, 'And those men.from the storage room?' "Pfft.those losers. Both eyeing my female body since the day my uncle hired them. They were hired to protect me, though unfortunately they refused to protect me from themselves. I was left alone with them while my uncle went below deck to find the person he's searching for. It seemed as if my two body guards had this all planned out.
After my uncle left, I decided to go to the back of the ship for some fresh air. When my back was turned I was off guard. They then forcefully took me into the storage room, stripping me of my clothing along the way. Of course I struggled but it was no good. They were stronger than me so I stood no chance. They got what they wanted and left me behind" she said all in one angry breath.
As Hisoka registered this into his mind, he noticed how much alike they both were. "If you don't mind me aski-" "Muraki. That's his name. I know what you were going to ask and what you planned on doing. Judging by the look on your face you seem to know him. But don't do anything rational. His time will come" she interjected wisely.
Hisoka's face turned to a serious one. "Do you know what kind of thing you're asking me?" he said with his arms crossed. Akira just smiled, 'You're a Shinigami. My uncle cursed you. The reason you became an angel of death is to avenge your death. But now that you're free.
what do you plan on doing?'
The green eyed Shinigami growled and hit the wall with his fist. Akira didn't move. She just continued to stand, still wearing his sweater.
The boy then snapped. He stood up straight and growled at her angrily, 'What I do to Muraki is my business. I don't need you or anyone else telling me what or what not to do. He's my problem and I'm going to fix it' The girl glared at him, 'Than you're more of a fool than I thought. Stupid kid, you can't just get rid of Muraki. He's a smart man and he gets what he goes for'
Hisoka walked up to her and pushed her up against the wall angrily. He then glared into her eyes. "Muraki destroyed who you were! Corrupted your innocence. How can you protect a man like that?" he said venomously. Akira barely blinked. She just stared deep into his emerald like eyes, as if she was searching his soul for answers. "If you're trying to scare me, it's not working" she said seriously.
Suddenly, what she did next was so quick that Hisoka missed it all in one blink.
His eyes flared open as she held him down onto the floor.
Her hands holding his wrists down, each leg outside of his.
Her knees kneeling on the floor, each on either sides of his pelvis.
Hisoka blushed as he lied on the floor. Even though Akira was truly a male, he still felt somewhat embarrassed. "You think I'd let a man like Muraki get away with everything he has done? If you think such a thing then you're sadly mistaken.
After what he did to my body! I'm forced to live, act, and feel just like a female. And just because you're a Shinigami, don't think for a second you can intimidate me that easily" she said glaring at him full blast.
Suddenly the lights in the room flashed on. The two teenagers looked toward the door way in curiosity; Hisoka's vision upside down. As they both looked at the figure standing at the door, Akira realised that she had seen him before. "Tsuzuki." said Hisoka innocently. Akira glared at the man standing at the door. She continued holding Hisoka down, not even bothering to loosen her grip. Tsuzuki, on the other hand, placed a hand over his eyes and sighed, 'Heh, wow Hisoka. There's more to you than I had thought'.
The boy's face went as red as it could possibly get. Without thinking about his actions, he forced himself up, pushing Akira off of him violently. The young girl fell off, hitting the floor in pain. She curled herself into a ball, holding her stomach in agony. Tsuzuki scratched the back of his head nervously while Hisoka rushed beside her, realising what he had just done.
"Are you alright? I didn't mean to." he said trailing off. Akira strained her lungs to breath. The boy had knocked the wind clean out of her, forcing her to stop breathing for a short while. She slowly sat up and winced, placing her glare back at Tsuzuki. "You.you're the one we were suppose to meet" she said with difficulty. Tsuzuki looked at her in wonder, 'You and who?.do I even know you?'
Akira struggled to get up. She then started making her way toward the purple eyed Shinigami and stopped a few feet infront of him. Not daring to get any closer. Tsuzuki just looked down at her in wonder as she looked at him with a serious look. "Muraki.have you met up with him yet?" she asked. All of a sudden, Tsuzuki's expression changed, 'Muraki is on this ship?!'
"And the one you're talking to happens to be his niece.or should I say nephew."said Hisoka coldly. Akira closed her eyes, trying to hold back the shame. Tsuzuki looked at the young girl, dumbfoundedly. He then looked at the mounds protruding firmly from the sweater she was wearing. He then pointed to her and looked at his old partner nervously, 'Guys don't have nice firm breasts like she does'
Akira blushed as she crossed her arms, looking away with embarrassment. Hisoka did the same, except he didn't have reason to cross his arms. "Comment all you want on this body. It's just a loan for now", she said as she looked at him, 'But for now, you have other issues to worry about. For some reason my uncle has a very strong interest in you. Why, I'm not sure' "And yet you want us to do nothing but wait?" said Hisoka from behind. Akira closed her eyes, 'My uncle is up to something. But if we try to bring him down now, chances are he'd escape, bringing me along for the ride'
"Then I'm guessing you have something planned out" said Tsuzuki seriously. Akira shook her head, Hisoka clenched his fist in anger, trying hard to not portray his emotions. "We don't need a plan. We just need time. This ship is going straight to the United States. We should arrive there in a week, but we won't. This ship's lowest deck in the boiler room will explode." She said as she looked as if she was calculating large equations in her mind. Tsuzuki scratched his nose curiously, 'Uh.how do you know this for a fact?'
"She's precognetic. Capable of predetermining certain events", replied Hisoka as he glared at her. She looked back at him as he continued to speak, 'She even continued to help Muraki even after all he's done to her. You're like a dog, loyal to its master. Unfortunately, you're blinded and can't learn new tricks' He then started to walk into a back room.
"Stop"
Akira said in almost a whisper, still looking at him. Tsuzuki looked at her curiously, wondering what she was going to pull. Hisoka stopped and looked back at her. Her eyes were so cat like that it was as if she was a feline in disguise. She then placed her hands at the rim of her sweater and closed her eyes. She turned around and looked down at Tsuzuki's feet, pulling the sweater over her head, revealing her naked body once again.
Hisoka's face froze as he stared at her back. Tsuzuki, on the other hand, looked as if he was clueless and dreaming. This was the first time a woman had willingly taken her clothes off infront of him.
"As you see, Hisoka, I too bare a curse.", she said seriously as she turned around to look at him face to face once again, 'Bestowed upon me by the same man who cursed you. There is, however, a big difference yet the purpose is the same. Unlike your curse, mine won't kill me in three years. It'll kill me whenever Muraki activates it'
She narrowed her eyebrows as Hisoka continued to look at her in shock. "I plan on killing my uncle while I'm here and alive so I value my life for the time being" she said as the boy continued to stare into her eyes. Suddenly Tsuzuki tapped her on the shoulder. Akira looked at him from the corner of her eyes. He then asked, 'If you wouldn't mind telling me your age, I'd be very great full. If you're around my age, then I'll be more than just great full.'
"I'm a year older than that boy" she replied as she grabbed the sweater to cover herself. "You may be older, but I have more experience in these kinds of situations" Hisoka replied. "Not in this one. I'm the one you guys need at the moment. I can give you guys any information you need on Muraki, but both of you must promise that neither of you will intervene in the meantime, or else you can forget about getting rid of him" she said placing the sweater on over her body.
"So what are you going to do right now?" asked Tsuzuki in wonder. The girl turned around and looked at him, 'My uncle will be expecting me soon so I'll be going back to my room' "But how can we keep in touch?" Tsuzuki asked again. Akira had her hand on the doorknob before she answered, 'We won't. To my uncle, you don't know me and I don't know you. We should try our best to leave it that way' she said as she opened the door, leaving the room. As she left, Hisoka walked over to his bed and sat down, thinking about what she had said. "You know, Tsuzuki, we'll end up meeting with Muraki sooner or later on this ship. If he's looking for us, we can't avoid him" he said plainly.
The purple eyed Shinigami smiled, 'But we have to try our best to make sure that doesn't happen'
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A/N: Well this is my Yami No Matsuei fic. I've worked very hard toward it! I wrote this story non stop in class in a small notebook, believe it or not. Ya..about a book of 200 hundred pages double sided! Anyways, I haven't really seen the whole YNM. I've only seen to ep 11. Ya, so anyways, flames and comments are always welcomed. So go ahead.
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Sailing off into the beautiful sea. Floating on the waves like a feather upon a puddle. The night sky as dark as Lucifer, lord of hell.
In the blanket of the night were stars, twinkling magnificently as a cruise ship sailed lazily upon the large body of water. Leaning over the railing of this cruise ship was a young boy of 16 years in life.But in death, it was another story. His hair was the colour of the sandy beach while his eyes were that of emeralds, holding the reflection of the waves from the sea.
His name was Kurosaki Hisoka, a Shinigami. Or at least he was one. As the boy continued gazing out in the beautiful night sea, a man walked over and stood beside the young boy. The man's hair was a dark chestnut brown, with amethyst like eyes. They were so purple that they were abnormal. His name was Tsuzuki, yet another Shinigami but with greater power.
He turned his head and looked at the young boy with a smile, 'How's it feel?' Hisoka closed his eyes, feeling the breeze tousle his hair. "To finally be free?" he asked in almost a whisper. Tsuzuki smiled as he placed his hand on the boy's back. Hisoka looked at him in a serious kind of wonder as the violet eyed Shinigami winked at him, 'You're no longer a Shinigami. You can finally live like a normal human being. So tell me.how does it feel to be given a second chance and to be free?' Hisoka relaxed his face and turned his head back toward the direction of the water.
He then spoke calmly in almost a depressed and uncaring tone, 'One isn't free until they have died and their soul has reached its final stage. One can't have a consciousness or be able to feel emotions.even then I'm sure there's no rest' Tsuzuki scratched the back of his head in wonder, feeling somewhat clueless as to what Hisoka had just lectured. He then smiled innocently, 'Ah, common Hisoka. You're free! You've been granted a second chance to live on Earth! What more could you ask for?'
The timid boy sighed. He felt as if he was talking to a little child at times when he was conversing with his old partner. "What's the point, trying to pretend to live on Earth again? I won't be able to live like a regular human, you know that very well, don't you Tsuzuki?" he said looking up at his old partner with a serious look. Tsuzuki stared at him with a look of innocence, until Hisoka walked away to the back of the ship, leaving a very serious Tsuzuki behind; looking at him with a small amount of envy.
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"What do I have that's worth living on Earth." Hisoka asked himself in thought. His hands were in his pockets as he walked to the end of the ship. Once again he leaned on the railing and looked out at the sea, thinking about what he was going to do with his new "life" now that he was set free. If he stayed on Earth, faking a new life, He would stay 16 forever unless his soul was set free to reach its final stage. "I don't even know if I can manage to live on my own.I've been alone for as long as I can remember. I wouldn't know how to live" he said as he clenched the railing within his palms in anger.
He tried clearing his thoughts when something unexpected had interrupted them when he had grasped the railing. His eyes flared open as the image of a girl, about his age, being dragged off into a room, flowed through his mind's eye.
The boy quickly withdrew his hands from the railing, feeling a slight shiver trail down his spine. "What.what was that just now?" he asked himself in thought. Slowly he turned around in wonder, until his eyes met with a door. Yet another shiver flowed through out his body as he stared at it in wonder. He stood still, just staring at it, wondering what this feeling was and why it was flowing through him. Soon enough, two men emerged from the room. They seemed older. Not much older than Tsuzuki.
The two men looked around, checking to see if they had been spotted. Luckily, Hisoka had become invisible to their eyes, for they ran off, looking quiet satisfied. Soon the young Shinigami came into view once again, looking more determined than his previous emotion. He stood still for a short while, only able to think what could have possibly occurred in the room straight ahead of him. Slowly, he took a step.
Once again, a feeling took over him. Image after image flashed through his mind as if he was part of what had happened. It came and went like a crack of lightening. It was all done in one quick flash, but seemed like forever for the boy. Hisoka's face froze as he continued to stare at the door in shock. Quickly, not sparing a moment, he ran toward the door and pushed it open. He then froze once again, looking at his surroundings; a sense of fear taking over him, as if knowing what to expect.
"Hello? Is anyone in here?" He asked smoothly and curiously at the same time. When he figured his call wasn't going to be replied, he heard the sound of chains rattling deeper within the room. The boy continued walking inside, seeing a trail of clothing revealing itself along the way. He turned the corner of a bookshelf only to relive a horrible memory.
A figure lying strapped down onto a table.
The figure was obviously female. Her wrists were chained to the table aswell as her ankles. She had short messy brown hair and golden cat like eyes. She gritted her teeth and winced as she pulled the chains on her wrists again. Blood drooled from them as she struggled. Hisoka looked upon her with pity and shock. Her pain burned through his soul, like a sharp edge knife running through flesh. Suddenly the girl opened her eyes and growled at the boy, infuriated, 'STOP LOOKING AT ME!' Hisoka gasped as he looked away respectfully.
His cheeks were blushing with a light pink. The girl continued struggling to free herself from her prison. She yelled in semi pain as her blood continued to leak from her dark coloured wrists. "Stop struggling."said the boy calmly, with his eyes closed and head turned away. "Just go away! Leave me be!" the girl replied coldly.
Hisoka continued to keep his beautiful eyes respectfully closed as he spoke, 'I'm sorry, but I can't do that' He then took off his sweater, leaving only his blouse to cover his upper body. He opened his eyes guiltily, placing the sweater over her naked body. The girl's eyes wavered softly. "Why do you care? You don't even know me. I don't even know you! Leave things that way and just go!" she yelled angrily; her tears staining her red cheeks. The boy walked closer to the table she laid upon. He looked down at her with a serious look. The girl looked back and gazed into his eyes. Both of them into a stare of into each other's eyes... What was left of the girl's tears fell down her dark cheeks. As she continued to look at him, a feeling sank into her young bones.
A feeling about the boy. A painful sensation.
Slowly her eyes became heavy and the image of the boy slowly became a blur.
"An.empath?" she said in a whisper. Hisoka's eyes flared in shock. Soon, the young girl collapsed. Her head just lied limply on the table while her struggling finally came to a halt. Her blood spilled over the table side.
Hisoka's face loosened as he placed his hands on her shackles and started to free her from her chains. As he clutched a shackle in his hand, he could feel the rest of the event take place within his soul. The pain, surrounding his mind, thoughts, and breathing. He winced in agony, as he released the grasp on the chain. It fell to the floor with a loud clank.
Hisoka stood for a moment with his eyes tightly closed; enduring the pain and fear the young girl had gone through. He fell to his knees gritting his teeth. His breathing became heavy as he clutched his chest. His mind raced as the synchronized feeling kept reminding him of his cursed past. He fought to control his feelings, and soon his breathing started to become normal once again. He looked up slightly, and saw blood dripping from the table and into a small puddle onto the floor.
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"Where is that boy? He leaves for one moment and the-" said Tsuzuki as he accidentally bumped into someone. The purple eyed Shinigami then suddenly realised who he had collided with. Standing infront of him was the boy he was just searching for. Hisoka looked away, his cheeks blushing slightly as he held a young girl in his arms, wearing his sweater.
The boy knew that Tsuzuki was going to have a field day after this incident. Tsuzuki scratched the back of his head in disbelief as he looked at the blushing young boy, 'Well well. This is your first day of freedom and already you're making love to girls' Hisoka's cheeks turned to a crimson as he angrily walked by his old partner in silence, biting his tongue. Tsuzuki watched as Hisoka went into the room they were registered in. It was a room on deck so it wasn't that far away. As Tsuzuki watched the boy enter the room, he realised that the issue was more serious than he had thought. He then smiled and made his way to the lower deck.
Inside the registered room, Hisoka placed the young girl down onto his bed. She was out cold and seemed to be relaxed for the moment. The boy then walked into the bathroom, to get some bandages for her wrists. As he looked through the bathroom cabinet, strange questions started to resonate from his mind.
"Who is she? Why does it feel as if I know her?" he asked himself, unable to answer them himself. As all these questions flowed through his mind, a loud thud was heard back in the room. Instantly catching his attention, Hisoka walked into the room and saw the young girl crouched over on the floor breathing with exhaustion, holding her stomach in pain. All Hisoka could do was watch her in pity once again. "She's feeling the result of her rape. The pain. The sin." he said in his thoughts as he made his way toward her. He then kneeled on the floor infront of her, not taking his eyes off of her trembling self. He then spoke in a clam manner, 'If you would sit down on the bed I can wrap your wrists to stop the bleeding' The girl looked up and smirked. She continued holding her stomach in pain, trying to hide a look of hurt under her smirk. "Why do you wish to help me?" she asked hoarsely. Hisoka replied immediately, 'Because you're a lot like me' The girl slowly forced herself to stand. She shook without balance. "You don't know that" she replied coldly. The green eyed boy was already standing as she said this. He then held out the bandages in his hand, 'I know very well what happened in that storage room. That alone is enough to place us in the same situation. Now will you please accept my hospitality?'
The girl gritted her teeth as she looked away, not having much of a choice. She dizzily sat down on the bed holding out her bloody wrists. Hisoka kept a firm serious look as he went to sit down beside her. He then carefully and slowly started to bandage her up.
Silence took over soon. Not being one to stay quiet, the girl started to ask questions. "How old were you." she asked suddenly, looking away from him. Hisoka answered without shame, 'I was 13 at the time. I was then cursed and hospitalized for 3 years'
"Then you died and became a Shinigami to seek your killer. Is that right?" she asked as she looked at him in a serious manner. Hisoka looked back in astonishment, 'How.' The girl closed her eyes, 'I'm precognetic. I can see or hear certain things before they take place. That's one of the many reasons I'm on this boat' She then looked at her right wrist moving it around, feeling somewhat better. Hisoka decided not to ask what other reasons she had. The girl reached out her other arm wanting the boy to wrap her other wrist. Without hesitation, he continued, and bandaged her left one. The girl then spoke, 'I'm one of the few experiments that worked out, that's another reason to add to the list' Hisoka continued to stay quiet as he finished wrapping her wrist. The girl looked at her other hand, and flexed both, hoping that she could still use them. She then looked at him as he looked away, not wanting to make eye contact.
"Ananse Akira" she said, grasping her knees. Hisoka continued to keep his eyes away from her as he spoke, 'Kurosaki Hisoka'. The girl nodded as she stood up walking over to the window. She then pressed her hand up against it as she stared at the moon, 'Three years ago, my uncle wanted to conduct an experiment and asked me personally if I would take part in it. I became a little indecisive but he promised and assured my safety'
Hisoka stood up and made his way to the wall, where the girl was looking through the window. He continued to listen as she continued to speak, 'You see, I lived with my uncle. My parents had died but I was never told how at the time. My uncle did everything for me, so I decided to do whatever I could for him in return. He said that he needed to borrow my precognetic powers so I agreed to help him. ' she gritted her teeth and clenched her left hand which dangled at her side. Hisoka saw that the pressure of her clench was forcing her blood to bleed right through the bandages. She also seemed as if she was getting to very disturbing part in her story.
Unexpectedly, she turned and looked at the boy and smiled. He looked back in wonder as she asked an odd question, 'Mr.Kurosaki.do you find me attractive?' The boy slightly blushed as the question caught him off guard. He looked away and refused to answer. The girl shook her head in disbelief and continued to look out the window, 'I'm not a female you know.'
The boy jumped slightly as he turned his head to look at her, 'But I saw-' "What you saw, was indeed a female body. But, before my damn uncle's experiment, I was just as much as a male as you are. Like I said, I was willing to do anything for my uncle, but I hadn't planned on being tricked into being part of his experiment. He wanted to preserve my precognetic powers so his experiment changed my gender" she said smirking.
"How could becoming a female preserve precognition?" he asked curiously, obviously interested. Akira looked at him once again as her grin widened, 'Because women are stronger when it comes to mind over matter' The boy smirked slightly. "To tell you the truth, being a female is somewhat to my advantage. The body is more agile and manoeuvrable. And the visions are less painful" she said seriously.
"What became of you after your gender changed?" Hisoka asked timidly. Akira turned around and leaned on the window, 'My uncle became violent toward me. I would get beaten by different men or abused. If I didn't do what my uncle ordered, I'd be punished in every way possible. After all the abuse, I became cold and closed myself off to everyone I could. My uncle then told me that my parents hadn't died at all, that they gave me up for adoption when I was very young, only because of what I could see. Of course, like any child would, I refused to believe it. Hearing this only increased my strength and will. I became colder by the day.
Anyways, my uncle wanted me to find someone, using my power. I then informed him that we would meet this person on this boat. That's another reason I'm here'
Hisoka cocked an eyebrow in wonder as he forced his guilt aside to ask his next question, 'And those men.from the storage room?' "Pfft.those losers. Both eyeing my female body since the day my uncle hired them. They were hired to protect me, though unfortunately they refused to protect me from themselves. I was left alone with them while my uncle went below deck to find the person he's searching for. It seemed as if my two body guards had this all planned out.
After my uncle left, I decided to go to the back of the ship for some fresh air. When my back was turned I was off guard. They then forcefully took me into the storage room, stripping me of my clothing along the way. Of course I struggled but it was no good. They were stronger than me so I stood no chance. They got what they wanted and left me behind" she said all in one angry breath.
As Hisoka registered this into his mind, he noticed how much alike they both were. "If you don't mind me aski-" "Muraki. That's his name. I know what you were going to ask and what you planned on doing. Judging by the look on your face you seem to know him. But don't do anything rational. His time will come" she interjected wisely.
Hisoka's face turned to a serious one. "Do you know what kind of thing you're asking me?" he said with his arms crossed. Akira just smiled, 'You're a Shinigami. My uncle cursed you. The reason you became an angel of death is to avenge your death. But now that you're free.
what do you plan on doing?'
The green eyed Shinigami growled and hit the wall with his fist. Akira didn't move. She just continued to stand, still wearing his sweater.
The boy then snapped. He stood up straight and growled at her angrily, 'What I do to Muraki is my business. I don't need you or anyone else telling me what or what not to do. He's my problem and I'm going to fix it' The girl glared at him, 'Than you're more of a fool than I thought. Stupid kid, you can't just get rid of Muraki. He's a smart man and he gets what he goes for'
Hisoka walked up to her and pushed her up against the wall angrily. He then glared into her eyes. "Muraki destroyed who you were! Corrupted your innocence. How can you protect a man like that?" he said venomously. Akira barely blinked. She just stared deep into his emerald like eyes, as if she was searching his soul for answers. "If you're trying to scare me, it's not working" she said seriously.
Suddenly, what she did next was so quick that Hisoka missed it all in one blink.
His eyes flared open as she held him down onto the floor.
Her hands holding his wrists down, each leg outside of his.
Her knees kneeling on the floor, each on either sides of his pelvis.
Hisoka blushed as he lied on the floor. Even though Akira was truly a male, he still felt somewhat embarrassed. "You think I'd let a man like Muraki get away with everything he has done? If you think such a thing then you're sadly mistaken.
After what he did to my body! I'm forced to live, act, and feel just like a female. And just because you're a Shinigami, don't think for a second you can intimidate me that easily" she said glaring at him full blast.
Suddenly the lights in the room flashed on. The two teenagers looked toward the door way in curiosity; Hisoka's vision upside down. As they both looked at the figure standing at the door, Akira realised that she had seen him before. "Tsuzuki." said Hisoka innocently. Akira glared at the man standing at the door. She continued holding Hisoka down, not even bothering to loosen her grip. Tsuzuki, on the other hand, placed a hand over his eyes and sighed, 'Heh, wow Hisoka. There's more to you than I had thought'.
The boy's face went as red as it could possibly get. Without thinking about his actions, he forced himself up, pushing Akira off of him violently. The young girl fell off, hitting the floor in pain. She curled herself into a ball, holding her stomach in agony. Tsuzuki scratched the back of his head nervously while Hisoka rushed beside her, realising what he had just done.
"Are you alright? I didn't mean to." he said trailing off. Akira strained her lungs to breath. The boy had knocked the wind clean out of her, forcing her to stop breathing for a short while. She slowly sat up and winced, placing her glare back at Tsuzuki. "You.you're the one we were suppose to meet" she said with difficulty. Tsuzuki looked at her in wonder, 'You and who?.do I even know you?'
Akira struggled to get up. She then started making her way toward the purple eyed Shinigami and stopped a few feet infront of him. Not daring to get any closer. Tsuzuki just looked down at her in wonder as she looked at him with a serious look. "Muraki.have you met up with him yet?" she asked. All of a sudden, Tsuzuki's expression changed, 'Muraki is on this ship?!'
"And the one you're talking to happens to be his niece.or should I say nephew."said Hisoka coldly. Akira closed her eyes, trying to hold back the shame. Tsuzuki looked at the young girl, dumbfoundedly. He then looked at the mounds protruding firmly from the sweater she was wearing. He then pointed to her and looked at his old partner nervously, 'Guys don't have nice firm breasts like she does'
Akira blushed as she crossed her arms, looking away with embarrassment. Hisoka did the same, except he didn't have reason to cross his arms. "Comment all you want on this body. It's just a loan for now", she said as she looked at him, 'But for now, you have other issues to worry about. For some reason my uncle has a very strong interest in you. Why, I'm not sure' "And yet you want us to do nothing but wait?" said Hisoka from behind. Akira closed her eyes, 'My uncle is up to something. But if we try to bring him down now, chances are he'd escape, bringing me along for the ride'
"Then I'm guessing you have something planned out" said Tsuzuki seriously. Akira shook her head, Hisoka clenched his fist in anger, trying hard to not portray his emotions. "We don't need a plan. We just need time. This ship is going straight to the United States. We should arrive there in a week, but we won't. This ship's lowest deck in the boiler room will explode." She said as she looked as if she was calculating large equations in her mind. Tsuzuki scratched his nose curiously, 'Uh.how do you know this for a fact?'
"She's precognetic. Capable of predetermining certain events", replied Hisoka as he glared at her. She looked back at him as he continued to speak, 'She even continued to help Muraki even after all he's done to her. You're like a dog, loyal to its master. Unfortunately, you're blinded and can't learn new tricks' He then started to walk into a back room.
"Stop"
Akira said in almost a whisper, still looking at him. Tsuzuki looked at her curiously, wondering what she was going to pull. Hisoka stopped and looked back at her. Her eyes were so cat like that it was as if she was a feline in disguise. She then placed her hands at the rim of her sweater and closed her eyes. She turned around and looked down at Tsuzuki's feet, pulling the sweater over her head, revealing her naked body once again.
Hisoka's face froze as he stared at her back. Tsuzuki, on the other hand, looked as if he was clueless and dreaming. This was the first time a woman had willingly taken her clothes off infront of him.
"As you see, Hisoka, I too bare a curse.", she said seriously as she turned around to look at him face to face once again, 'Bestowed upon me by the same man who cursed you. There is, however, a big difference yet the purpose is the same. Unlike your curse, mine won't kill me in three years. It'll kill me whenever Muraki activates it'
She narrowed her eyebrows as Hisoka continued to look at her in shock. "I plan on killing my uncle while I'm here and alive so I value my life for the time being" she said as the boy continued to stare into her eyes. Suddenly Tsuzuki tapped her on the shoulder. Akira looked at him from the corner of her eyes. He then asked, 'If you wouldn't mind telling me your age, I'd be very great full. If you're around my age, then I'll be more than just great full.'
"I'm a year older than that boy" she replied as she grabbed the sweater to cover herself. "You may be older, but I have more experience in these kinds of situations" Hisoka replied. "Not in this one. I'm the one you guys need at the moment. I can give you guys any information you need on Muraki, but both of you must promise that neither of you will intervene in the meantime, or else you can forget about getting rid of him" she said placing the sweater on over her body.
"So what are you going to do right now?" asked Tsuzuki in wonder. The girl turned around and looked at him, 'My uncle will be expecting me soon so I'll be going back to my room' "But how can we keep in touch?" Tsuzuki asked again. Akira had her hand on the doorknob before she answered, 'We won't. To my uncle, you don't know me and I don't know you. We should try our best to leave it that way' she said as she opened the door, leaving the room. As she left, Hisoka walked over to his bed and sat down, thinking about what she had said. "You know, Tsuzuki, we'll end up meeting with Muraki sooner or later on this ship. If he's looking for us, we can't avoid him" he said plainly.
The purple eyed Shinigami smiled, 'But we have to try our best to make sure that doesn't happen'
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