Hisoka growled in embarrassment. Akira looked over his shoulder again and
saw that her bodyguard had gotten up. In a state of panic, she pulled the
boy closer to her. Hisoka's face burned red.
"Play along or blow our cover.now's not the time to get shy"
She said as she forced him to kiss her. The bodyguard looked at the scene before him and growled. He then ran toward them. Akira took her lips off Hisoka's and smiled as her bodyguard took the bait. She then pretended to try and avoid the embarrassed boy as he played along involuntarily.
"Get off of me!" Akira shrieked. Suddenly the bodyguard ripped Hisoka from Akira and shoved him into the opposite wall. "The hell d'ya think you're doing you little punk?" said the man as he brought his fist back to punch the silent boy.
But before the man could even lay a knuckle on the boy, Akira struck the side of his neck, rendering him unconscious onto the floor. Akira stood proudly, glaring at the body then at the young Shinigami whose eyes were shadowed over. "What's your problem?" Akira asked coldly. Hisoka spoke softly, 'I'm just like him.just like Muraki.'
The young girl turned around, placing her hand on the doorknob once again. She then spoke, 'Trust me. You are nothing like that man. What you did was completely professional. I could of had you flying through the wall in seconds if what you were doing was for your own satisfaction.', she looked back at him and glared more coldly, 'If you're going to be continually haunted by your past, then I suggest you walk away and let me take care of Muraki myself.'
She then opened her room door and walked in, leaving the boy out in the hall to ponder what she had said to him as she closed the door behind her. She walked in, taking a few steps inside and stood in the darkness of the room. For some odd reason, she felt disturbed as if there was something in the dark waiting to jump and attack her.
Then again, Hisoka would have told her whether or not something was around. Convinced that it was just her imagination, she quickly took off her dress leaving her underwear as her only garment. She ran over to her suitcase, looking for suitable clothing and managed to find a blouse but couldn't find anything else that would be fit for what she was about to do.
Quickly she pulled it on over her body. All she had to look for now were a pair of pants, socks, and shoes. As she stood up, her bandages caught her eyes. She looked at them, realising that they were blood stained and needed to be changed badly. She curiously started un-wrapping them, hoping that her wrist had scabbed over and stopped bleeding. As the bandages fell to the floor, she felt a hand cover her mouth and another pulling her arm behind her back. She was then pushed up against the wall.
Akira's heart raced, wondering who the impostor could be. Her breathing became heavy as the figure pulled her arm back even further, almost breaking it. She winced in pain as she felt her bones crack. The figure placed his mouth near her ear and whispered, 'You've been naughty. Disobeying Muraki's will' The girl's eyes flared open. She knew that voice. "Tsu.Tsuzuki?!" she said confusingly.
She then felt herself pushed onto the bed, the figure kneeled over on top of her. He held her wrists down, smiling evilly. Akira gritted her teeth as she looked at him angrily. His eyes seemed to have changed. They were now a red colour instead of a beautiful purple. "My uncle got to you, no doubt. Your eyes are proof of his magic.You're not the real Tsuzuki. You're a spirit using him, am I right?" she said in a serious tone.
The figure discovered as Tsuzuki, smiled even wider, 'You're very right. That sapphire hanging from your beautiful neck has a small microphone encrypted in it. So you can count on him knowing every little detail about your scheme.' Akira glared at him furiously. She knew from the time Muraki had spotted her blood on Hisoka's collar that he suspected something of them.
"I underestimated my damn uncle.that son of a bitch." she said in disbelief. Tsuzuki lowered his mouth to her neck and licked the sapphire sitting lazily on her chest then licked her chest itself. "What do you plan on doing?", she asked in a whisper, 'You know all I have to do is scream and Hisoka should come through that door'
Tsuzuki raised his head slightly. His hands still clutching her wrists, holding her down. His mouth neared hers; his words blowing over her lips, 'I knew you would try something like that. So I prepared something special for you.' He then pressed his lips upon hers. Instantly, Akira felt as if his tongue was reaching into the pit of her stomach. Her breath felt as if it was being sucked out.
She squirmed, trying to get free, but no matter how hard she tried, he was much to strong. His bare chest pressing against hers as she struggled to get free. Akira winced as she felt the wet yet thick feeling of blood falling down the sides of her mouth.
Tsuzuki finally took his lips off hers and grinned. Akira turned her head and shivered in a pinch of fear. She could taste the blood upon her lips. She opened her mouth to yell, only to let out a scream of silence. Akira's eyes stayed widely opened in shock. He had taken away her voice. Soon she felt her wrists released from their tight grasp. Without hesitation she tried to escape, but even though he had let go, her wrists still felt as if they were pinned down. On top of that, she couldn't call out to Hisoka.
The girl looked up at him and glared angrily. He lowered his head to hers and grinned back. He took his index finger and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, and placed it onto his own tongue all in one seductive manner. Akira turned her head away in disgust. It was very obvious that he was being controlled by Muraki, no doubt. "That asshole Muraki. Wait until I get my hands on him and then I'll strangle this controlled Tsuzuki" said the girl in thought.
Tsuzuki laid his head upon her chest, closing his eyes as if he were listening to her heartbeat. He then spoke, 'I look forward to it. If I were you, Akira, I'd keep my thoughts clean. Even though you've lost you're voice, I can still hear your thoughts loud and clear. On the other hand, wouldn't you say that your uncle did a very good job in turning you into a female?' He slowly slid his hand on the skin of her inner thigh.
Akira didn't change expressions.
She simply replied in mind, 'Do what you will with this body. It's just a shell that holds my consciousness' "Heh. But you can still feel me violating every part of this shell. And you'll continue to feel me even if you get your original self back" he said in a spine chilling whisper. He then inserted two of his fingers into her vessel. Akira closed her eyes. "Even though I live in this body, I'm not going to let it give in to you. I'll find a way out of this and kill Muraki with my bare hands!" she growled in thought, knowing he would read it.
"Don't bother. Muraki's plan is already going into play. By the time I'm done here with you, he should have everything set to go" he said digging his fingers deeper within her as if trying to find something. Akira winced and gritted her teeth. She the felt a presence, one that was obviously familiar. She then turned to look at the possessed Tsuzuki with a smirk. The man looked back at her in wonder, 'What's with that smirk? Don't enjoy this to much'
Akira closed her eyes and continued smiling, 'Well, it looks as if you almost had everything perfect. It's a shame you forgot one very important flaw' The possessed Tsuzuki smiled and shook his head as he withdrew his fingers; her juices covering them. "You truly are a naughty girl", he licked the tips of his fingers, 'Everything is perfect. You tell me what I have forgotten and I'll leave to correct it.' He then lowered his mouth to her ear and nibbled on her lobe, 'But if you're mistaken.I'll fuck you so hard that everything about you will be corrupted'
Akira kept her annoyingly cute smirk plastered upon her face as she looked at the room door, 'I highly doubt that' Suddenly, the room door busted open with a huge bang. Tsuzuki's attention reverted to the figure standing within the doorway, instead of keeping his eyes on the young girl, who, attempted once again to move. She moved her hands and felt a sense of relief.
While the possessed Tsuzuki looked at the figure in the doorway, Akira quickly used her opposite fist and punched him smack dab in the jaw, forcing him to fall off the bed and onto the floor. The girl then leaped off the bed and hurriedly made her way to Hisoka's side. The boy kept his eyesight around the bed area as he closed the door behind him. He then asked the girl, 'Are you alright?'
Akira gave a quick nod, hoping that he wasn't planning on asking too many questions. Soon, Tsuzuki started to stand to his feet in a dizzy manner. "What's going on here? Why's Tsuzuki in here and topless?" asked the boy as he looked at the young girl. Akira didn't respond, she simply looked away and gritted her teeth. That's when Hisoka grasped her shoulders firmly and asked again, 'What's going on?'
"Stupid! Can't you see I can't talk?" said Akira in thought as she continued to look away in shame. "Well, I can hear you very clearly now, so would you mind showing a little respect and telling me what's going on?" replied the green eyed Shinigami demandingly. Akira's jumped in slight shock as she looked at the boy who glared at her.
"AKIRA!! Bitch!, you dare hit my face?" growled the possessed Tsuzuki angrily. Blood slowly fell down the side of his mouth. The young girl looked at him in slight fear as she quickly explained, 'Muraki's controlling him. Tsuzuki's not himself. He's been possessed by a spirit who has the ability to silence an individual'
"Hence the reason for your silence.fine then. Stay behind me" said Hisoka as he pushed her back. He then clasped his hands together as if he were praying, only his fingers were placed in different positions. Tsuzuki growled again as he placed a foot onto the bed. Hisoka started to mutter a few strange words and an odd wind picked up in the room.
Akira looked around the room and noticed that all the windows were closed. How could the wind be created if there was no source? Suddenly golden like ropes shot towards the, now, red eyed Shinigami. Akira watched in amazement. She knew Hisoka was a Shinigami, but she didn't know he could conduct such magic.
As she watched in an amazed state, she suddenly realized and remembered the sapphire necklace hanging from her neck. Quickly, she ripped it off holding it tightly in her hand. She then gently placed hand on the boy's back hoping that she hadn't disrupted his concentration. "Sorry to bother you again, but Muraki knows what we're up to. If you could hurry up and exorcise him I'd be eternally great full" she said in thought, sending it to his mind.
The boy registered her words and moved the position of his fingers, and instantly, the possessed Tsuzuki was sent flying to the back wall, being pushed up against it by an invisible force. The boy then spoke out loudly, 'Hurry up and get dressed' Akira didn't need to be told twice for she quickly jumped over the bed and continued to rummage through her suitcase.
She found a pair of jeans and socks, quickly putting them on. As she zipped up her pants, she heard the boy mutter different words of what sounded like a pretty power full spell. A purple aura grew, surrounding his body as yet another spontaneous gust of wind blew throughout the room.
The young girl shielded her face with her forearm, watching the power of a Shinigami at work. As she watched the boy, she heard Tsuzuki cry out in pain as a shadow like creature, with familiar red eyes, crawled out from his forehead. "A.amazing" said Akira in thought as she looked over to the green eyed boy n astonishment.
He was seemed so powerful for a boy who seemed weak and pathetic. Suddenly, the shadow like demon popped right infront of her face out of nowhere. In fear, she quickly backed up feeling her heart beat rapidly. The demon howled demonically as Hisoka's powers overwhelmed it.
It was then concealed in a purple aura and looked as if it was evaporating into the air.
Soon, it vanished without a trace.
The wind died down. Papers, clothes, pictures were scattered around the room.
A moment of silence soon took over.
Akira sat still for a moment trying to register what had just occurred. She felt as if she was frozen in her spot. Did what happen really happen?
Or was she slowly going out of her mind.
"Hey.are you alright." said the boy's voice in a calm smooth tone. Akira panted heavily as she slowly turned her startled head toward him. Her eyes were still wide with slight fear, 'Ya.ya I'm just fine. Don't worry about me' Hisoka lowered his eyebrows as he made his way to the unconscious Tsuzuki, 'Who said I was worried.'
Akira's eyes followed the arrogant little boy as he bent down and kneeled down beside his partner and examined him. The girl closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. When she did she clenched her fists tight together in anger as she spoke to herself in thought, 'That boy. He's going to be a nuisance if things don't go as I have planned. Just because he has supernatural powers, doesn't mean I'm going to be intimidated by the prick'
Hisoka stood up and looked down at her, 'Fix your self up. We're leaving' He walked by her as if she was nothing. Akira looked at him with question, 'Fix myself- We're leaving?! Who the fuck does this little boy think he is?!' The green eyed Shinigami stood infront of the room door, 'What are you waiting for?'
The girl slowly stood up and buttoned her blouse. She then walked over toward the room door, infront of Hisoka and opened the door herself. She then slammed the door on him, not giving him a chance to walk out. The angered girl stormed down the hall. She could only hear her footprints until they were joined by running feet.
She stopped and waited for the footsteps to come closer. When they sounded as if they were in reachable distance, she whipped around and punched into the air.
Except, she hadn't hit air.
Hisoka's face jerked to the left. Akira growled at him, 'Don't run after me as if I'm one of your possessions. You can't tell me what or what I cannot do. My best advice to you is to back off. I thought you'd be of greater help to me, but you're just getting in the way'
Hisoka winced as he looked back toward her, wiping the blood from his mouth. He then angrily pushed her up against the wall, 'You think I care what you think about? You asked for my help to get Muraki and I'm giving it to you!' "I didn't ask for your fucking help! I had no choice but to tell you who I was and why I was here! It was Involuntary!" she yelled back.
The girl then ripped away and continued storming down the hall. Hisoka sighed as he followed angrily, keeping a wide distance between them. "Once I kill Muraki I won't have to deal with this kid anymore. But right now my main focus is how I'm going to kill him. He already knows what I was planning.
Shit.
I have to be more cautious now. Who knows what he'll pull next" said Akira stressfully. She reached the descending stairwell and took her first step. As she did, she felt a sharp pain throughout her body, as if everything paralyzed. "Oh no." she said with an expressionless look.
"Why'd you stop."asked Hisoka calmly as he reached her. The young girl hugged her sides in pain. Her whole body felt as if it was being stabbed with a thousand knives. In shame, she turned her head in the opposite direction of the boy and asked between gritted teeth, 'What.what day is it?' Hisoka's eyebrows relaxed aswell as his face, 'June 17th.'
Akira smirked as a sweat drop fell down her cheek.
"Great.a red moon. Why didn't I take this into strict consideration.I'm such a fool." she said in thought. The boy looked at her curiously as to why she had suddenly fell ill but then decided that it didn't concern him. He took a few steps down the stairs leaving the girl behind.
"Get up. Muraki isn't a man to wait" he said as he continued down the stairs. Akira took one more sigh before she forced herself firmly upon her feet once again. She then started following the boy down the steps.
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"Play along or blow our cover.now's not the time to get shy"
She said as she forced him to kiss her. The bodyguard looked at the scene before him and growled. He then ran toward them. Akira took her lips off Hisoka's and smiled as her bodyguard took the bait. She then pretended to try and avoid the embarrassed boy as he played along involuntarily.
"Get off of me!" Akira shrieked. Suddenly the bodyguard ripped Hisoka from Akira and shoved him into the opposite wall. "The hell d'ya think you're doing you little punk?" said the man as he brought his fist back to punch the silent boy.
But before the man could even lay a knuckle on the boy, Akira struck the side of his neck, rendering him unconscious onto the floor. Akira stood proudly, glaring at the body then at the young Shinigami whose eyes were shadowed over. "What's your problem?" Akira asked coldly. Hisoka spoke softly, 'I'm just like him.just like Muraki.'
The young girl turned around, placing her hand on the doorknob once again. She then spoke, 'Trust me. You are nothing like that man. What you did was completely professional. I could of had you flying through the wall in seconds if what you were doing was for your own satisfaction.', she looked back at him and glared more coldly, 'If you're going to be continually haunted by your past, then I suggest you walk away and let me take care of Muraki myself.'
She then opened her room door and walked in, leaving the boy out in the hall to ponder what she had said to him as she closed the door behind her. She walked in, taking a few steps inside and stood in the darkness of the room. For some odd reason, she felt disturbed as if there was something in the dark waiting to jump and attack her.
Then again, Hisoka would have told her whether or not something was around. Convinced that it was just her imagination, she quickly took off her dress leaving her underwear as her only garment. She ran over to her suitcase, looking for suitable clothing and managed to find a blouse but couldn't find anything else that would be fit for what she was about to do.
Quickly she pulled it on over her body. All she had to look for now were a pair of pants, socks, and shoes. As she stood up, her bandages caught her eyes. She looked at them, realising that they were blood stained and needed to be changed badly. She curiously started un-wrapping them, hoping that her wrist had scabbed over and stopped bleeding. As the bandages fell to the floor, she felt a hand cover her mouth and another pulling her arm behind her back. She was then pushed up against the wall.
Akira's heart raced, wondering who the impostor could be. Her breathing became heavy as the figure pulled her arm back even further, almost breaking it. She winced in pain as she felt her bones crack. The figure placed his mouth near her ear and whispered, 'You've been naughty. Disobeying Muraki's will' The girl's eyes flared open. She knew that voice. "Tsu.Tsuzuki?!" she said confusingly.
She then felt herself pushed onto the bed, the figure kneeled over on top of her. He held her wrists down, smiling evilly. Akira gritted her teeth as she looked at him angrily. His eyes seemed to have changed. They were now a red colour instead of a beautiful purple. "My uncle got to you, no doubt. Your eyes are proof of his magic.You're not the real Tsuzuki. You're a spirit using him, am I right?" she said in a serious tone.
The figure discovered as Tsuzuki, smiled even wider, 'You're very right. That sapphire hanging from your beautiful neck has a small microphone encrypted in it. So you can count on him knowing every little detail about your scheme.' Akira glared at him furiously. She knew from the time Muraki had spotted her blood on Hisoka's collar that he suspected something of them.
"I underestimated my damn uncle.that son of a bitch." she said in disbelief. Tsuzuki lowered his mouth to her neck and licked the sapphire sitting lazily on her chest then licked her chest itself. "What do you plan on doing?", she asked in a whisper, 'You know all I have to do is scream and Hisoka should come through that door'
Tsuzuki raised his head slightly. His hands still clutching her wrists, holding her down. His mouth neared hers; his words blowing over her lips, 'I knew you would try something like that. So I prepared something special for you.' He then pressed his lips upon hers. Instantly, Akira felt as if his tongue was reaching into the pit of her stomach. Her breath felt as if it was being sucked out.
She squirmed, trying to get free, but no matter how hard she tried, he was much to strong. His bare chest pressing against hers as she struggled to get free. Akira winced as she felt the wet yet thick feeling of blood falling down the sides of her mouth.
Tsuzuki finally took his lips off hers and grinned. Akira turned her head and shivered in a pinch of fear. She could taste the blood upon her lips. She opened her mouth to yell, only to let out a scream of silence. Akira's eyes stayed widely opened in shock. He had taken away her voice. Soon she felt her wrists released from their tight grasp. Without hesitation she tried to escape, but even though he had let go, her wrists still felt as if they were pinned down. On top of that, she couldn't call out to Hisoka.
The girl looked up at him and glared angrily. He lowered his head to hers and grinned back. He took his index finger and wiped the blood from the corner of her lips, and placed it onto his own tongue all in one seductive manner. Akira turned her head away in disgust. It was very obvious that he was being controlled by Muraki, no doubt. "That asshole Muraki. Wait until I get my hands on him and then I'll strangle this controlled Tsuzuki" said the girl in thought.
Tsuzuki laid his head upon her chest, closing his eyes as if he were listening to her heartbeat. He then spoke, 'I look forward to it. If I were you, Akira, I'd keep my thoughts clean. Even though you've lost you're voice, I can still hear your thoughts loud and clear. On the other hand, wouldn't you say that your uncle did a very good job in turning you into a female?' He slowly slid his hand on the skin of her inner thigh.
Akira didn't change expressions.
She simply replied in mind, 'Do what you will with this body. It's just a shell that holds my consciousness' "Heh. But you can still feel me violating every part of this shell. And you'll continue to feel me even if you get your original self back" he said in a spine chilling whisper. He then inserted two of his fingers into her vessel. Akira closed her eyes. "Even though I live in this body, I'm not going to let it give in to you. I'll find a way out of this and kill Muraki with my bare hands!" she growled in thought, knowing he would read it.
"Don't bother. Muraki's plan is already going into play. By the time I'm done here with you, he should have everything set to go" he said digging his fingers deeper within her as if trying to find something. Akira winced and gritted her teeth. She the felt a presence, one that was obviously familiar. She then turned to look at the possessed Tsuzuki with a smirk. The man looked back at her in wonder, 'What's with that smirk? Don't enjoy this to much'
Akira closed her eyes and continued smiling, 'Well, it looks as if you almost had everything perfect. It's a shame you forgot one very important flaw' The possessed Tsuzuki smiled and shook his head as he withdrew his fingers; her juices covering them. "You truly are a naughty girl", he licked the tips of his fingers, 'Everything is perfect. You tell me what I have forgotten and I'll leave to correct it.' He then lowered his mouth to her ear and nibbled on her lobe, 'But if you're mistaken.I'll fuck you so hard that everything about you will be corrupted'
Akira kept her annoyingly cute smirk plastered upon her face as she looked at the room door, 'I highly doubt that' Suddenly, the room door busted open with a huge bang. Tsuzuki's attention reverted to the figure standing within the doorway, instead of keeping his eyes on the young girl, who, attempted once again to move. She moved her hands and felt a sense of relief.
While the possessed Tsuzuki looked at the figure in the doorway, Akira quickly used her opposite fist and punched him smack dab in the jaw, forcing him to fall off the bed and onto the floor. The girl then leaped off the bed and hurriedly made her way to Hisoka's side. The boy kept his eyesight around the bed area as he closed the door behind him. He then asked the girl, 'Are you alright?'
Akira gave a quick nod, hoping that he wasn't planning on asking too many questions. Soon, Tsuzuki started to stand to his feet in a dizzy manner. "What's going on here? Why's Tsuzuki in here and topless?" asked the boy as he looked at the young girl. Akira didn't respond, she simply looked away and gritted her teeth. That's when Hisoka grasped her shoulders firmly and asked again, 'What's going on?'
"Stupid! Can't you see I can't talk?" said Akira in thought as she continued to look away in shame. "Well, I can hear you very clearly now, so would you mind showing a little respect and telling me what's going on?" replied the green eyed Shinigami demandingly. Akira's jumped in slight shock as she looked at the boy who glared at her.
"AKIRA!! Bitch!, you dare hit my face?" growled the possessed Tsuzuki angrily. Blood slowly fell down the side of his mouth. The young girl looked at him in slight fear as she quickly explained, 'Muraki's controlling him. Tsuzuki's not himself. He's been possessed by a spirit who has the ability to silence an individual'
"Hence the reason for your silence.fine then. Stay behind me" said Hisoka as he pushed her back. He then clasped his hands together as if he were praying, only his fingers were placed in different positions. Tsuzuki growled again as he placed a foot onto the bed. Hisoka started to mutter a few strange words and an odd wind picked up in the room.
Akira looked around the room and noticed that all the windows were closed. How could the wind be created if there was no source? Suddenly golden like ropes shot towards the, now, red eyed Shinigami. Akira watched in amazement. She knew Hisoka was a Shinigami, but she didn't know he could conduct such magic.
As she watched in an amazed state, she suddenly realized and remembered the sapphire necklace hanging from her neck. Quickly, she ripped it off holding it tightly in her hand. She then gently placed hand on the boy's back hoping that she hadn't disrupted his concentration. "Sorry to bother you again, but Muraki knows what we're up to. If you could hurry up and exorcise him I'd be eternally great full" she said in thought, sending it to his mind.
The boy registered her words and moved the position of his fingers, and instantly, the possessed Tsuzuki was sent flying to the back wall, being pushed up against it by an invisible force. The boy then spoke out loudly, 'Hurry up and get dressed' Akira didn't need to be told twice for she quickly jumped over the bed and continued to rummage through her suitcase.
She found a pair of jeans and socks, quickly putting them on. As she zipped up her pants, she heard the boy mutter different words of what sounded like a pretty power full spell. A purple aura grew, surrounding his body as yet another spontaneous gust of wind blew throughout the room.
The young girl shielded her face with her forearm, watching the power of a Shinigami at work. As she watched the boy, she heard Tsuzuki cry out in pain as a shadow like creature, with familiar red eyes, crawled out from his forehead. "A.amazing" said Akira in thought as she looked over to the green eyed boy n astonishment.
He was seemed so powerful for a boy who seemed weak and pathetic. Suddenly, the shadow like demon popped right infront of her face out of nowhere. In fear, she quickly backed up feeling her heart beat rapidly. The demon howled demonically as Hisoka's powers overwhelmed it.
It was then concealed in a purple aura and looked as if it was evaporating into the air.
Soon, it vanished without a trace.
The wind died down. Papers, clothes, pictures were scattered around the room.
A moment of silence soon took over.
Akira sat still for a moment trying to register what had just occurred. She felt as if she was frozen in her spot. Did what happen really happen?
Or was she slowly going out of her mind.
"Hey.are you alright." said the boy's voice in a calm smooth tone. Akira panted heavily as she slowly turned her startled head toward him. Her eyes were still wide with slight fear, 'Ya.ya I'm just fine. Don't worry about me' Hisoka lowered his eyebrows as he made his way to the unconscious Tsuzuki, 'Who said I was worried.'
Akira's eyes followed the arrogant little boy as he bent down and kneeled down beside his partner and examined him. The girl closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. When she did she clenched her fists tight together in anger as she spoke to herself in thought, 'That boy. He's going to be a nuisance if things don't go as I have planned. Just because he has supernatural powers, doesn't mean I'm going to be intimidated by the prick'
Hisoka stood up and looked down at her, 'Fix your self up. We're leaving' He walked by her as if she was nothing. Akira looked at him with question, 'Fix myself- We're leaving?! Who the fuck does this little boy think he is?!' The green eyed Shinigami stood infront of the room door, 'What are you waiting for?'
The girl slowly stood up and buttoned her blouse. She then walked over toward the room door, infront of Hisoka and opened the door herself. She then slammed the door on him, not giving him a chance to walk out. The angered girl stormed down the hall. She could only hear her footprints until they were joined by running feet.
She stopped and waited for the footsteps to come closer. When they sounded as if they were in reachable distance, she whipped around and punched into the air.
Except, she hadn't hit air.
Hisoka's face jerked to the left. Akira growled at him, 'Don't run after me as if I'm one of your possessions. You can't tell me what or what I cannot do. My best advice to you is to back off. I thought you'd be of greater help to me, but you're just getting in the way'
Hisoka winced as he looked back toward her, wiping the blood from his mouth. He then angrily pushed her up against the wall, 'You think I care what you think about? You asked for my help to get Muraki and I'm giving it to you!' "I didn't ask for your fucking help! I had no choice but to tell you who I was and why I was here! It was Involuntary!" she yelled back.
The girl then ripped away and continued storming down the hall. Hisoka sighed as he followed angrily, keeping a wide distance between them. "Once I kill Muraki I won't have to deal with this kid anymore. But right now my main focus is how I'm going to kill him. He already knows what I was planning.
Shit.
I have to be more cautious now. Who knows what he'll pull next" said Akira stressfully. She reached the descending stairwell and took her first step. As she did, she felt a sharp pain throughout her body, as if everything paralyzed. "Oh no." she said with an expressionless look.
"Why'd you stop."asked Hisoka calmly as he reached her. The young girl hugged her sides in pain. Her whole body felt as if it was being stabbed with a thousand knives. In shame, she turned her head in the opposite direction of the boy and asked between gritted teeth, 'What.what day is it?' Hisoka's eyebrows relaxed aswell as his face, 'June 17th.'
Akira smirked as a sweat drop fell down her cheek.
"Great.a red moon. Why didn't I take this into strict consideration.I'm such a fool." she said in thought. The boy looked at her curiously as to why she had suddenly fell ill but then decided that it didn't concern him. He took a few steps down the stairs leaving the girl behind.
"Get up. Muraki isn't a man to wait" he said as he continued down the stairs. Akira took one more sigh before she forced herself firmly upon her feet once again. She then started following the boy down the steps.
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A/N: Please Review!!!