Akusho
Mirai Kurosaki
A/N: Hi everyone! Next chapters will be slightly slow (I've missed a week from school from my illness. *sigh* The horror of viruses and hypoglycemia. Tried to go to school Wed...ended up almost fainting...if it weren't for a good friend ^^) Anyway, one of my fingers is broken now so it's a little hard to type...^^;;; I have bad luck...Birthday in 4 days though! ^_^ Hope you enjoy the chapter
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"No."
"Okay...How about this one?"
"Too flashy."
"This one?"
"Too provocative."
"Okay, okay. I like it though...This one?"
"Too showy."
"What about this one?"
"Tsuzuki...I'm a boy."
"But it's still cute..."
"Tsuzuki..."
"Okay! Don't hit me!...It was a pretty skirt."
"No."
"Fine. This one?"
"Looks like something a hooker would wear."
"Ugh. This one?"
"Too formal."
"Hisoka!"
"What!"
"That does it. You're wearing the one I like most!"
Hisoka sighed in defeat and plunged backward upon the cotton and silken bed. He stared at the ceiling, waiting for Tsuzuki to pick something.
After a few moments of the process of illumination, Tsuzuki gave a chirp of satisfaction. "Yeah! This one is the best!" he declared, bounding to the bed beside Hisoka.
The boy averted his gaze from the ceiling to the outfit Hisoka held in his arms.
"NO! That's the provocative one!" he shouted, scooting back.
"But I like it!"
Hisoka shook his head and wrapped his arms around himself possessively.
Tsuzuki narrowed his eyes and said, "Fine! There's only one way to settle this!
~*A few seconds later~*
"Rock..."
"Paper..."
"Scissors!"
"No!" cried Hisoka staring at Tsuzuki's flat hand and his own clenched fist.
Tsuzuki wrapped his hand over Hisoka's clenched one and declared, "Ha! Paper beats rock!"
The boy protested as he was hauled from the bed, flown down the stairs, and shoved into the bathroom. Tsuzuki tossed him the clothing and slammed the door gleefully.
"Tsuzuki, let me out!" cried and angered and muffled Hisoka.
Tsuzuki grinned evilly outside. "Nope. A deal is a deal."
"TSUZUKI!!!"
~*An hour later of arguing and silence*~
Tsuzuki stepped back once he heard the clock of the doorknob. He waited anxiously as a flushed Hisoka entered the room.
"Great! It looks perfect!"
Hisoka surveyed himself. He wore tight leather black short shorts with a belt. He wore a slightly loose white T-shirt that barely covered his entire stomach and a black leather vest to drape over his shoulders to match. He also wore ankle length boots with buckles. Hisoka only liked the boots...a little.
Tsuzuki eyed him for a moment before proclaiming, "Hey! You're not wearing the collar thing!"
"No way."
Tsuzuki whimpered and began to gather tears, preparing to sob. But before he did, he smiled and got an idea. "Give me the collar."
Hisoka handed it to him with pleasure.
"Here..." Tsuzuki took Hisoka's wrist and placed the collar on it, tightening it so that it was loose enough.
Hisoka stared at his wrist and then shrugged. "Okay, whatever."
"Let's go!" shouted Tsuzuki and took Hisoka by the forearm before dragging him out.
~*~*~*~
Tsuzuki peered over the small ferry, admiring the beauty of the fishes scattering away when the boat drew near. He liked the beautiful colors that each had. He leaned back and saw Hisoka sitting, arms crossed and eyes closed.
"Hisoka?"
Hisoka, peering one eye open, asked, "Yes?"
Tsuzuki smiled and sat by his partner. "Nothing. Just seeing if you're awake. We're almost there!"
The ferry began to halt to a stop and the passengers stood up and began stepping off. Once the tramp was set down, Tsuzuki was the first to spring up and dash out with Hisoka close behind, trying to break free from Tsuzuki's grip.
A large man in black uniform stepped before Tsuzuki, Hisoka, and a few others that were behind them before they entered the. He spoke with a gruff voice, "I.D., please."
Tsuzuki took out his card and handed it to the man.
The man studied it for a moment. "All right, Asato-san. Please enjoy your stay. What about you, sir?" he asked, beckoning at Hisoka once returning Tsuzuki his card.
"Uh..."
"He's my lover," interrupted Tsuzuki.
The man didn't seem to be convinced. "Evidence."
Tsuzuki raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
Hisoka turned to his partner and said, "He means actual proof."
"Of what?"
"That you two are lovers," explained the man.
Tsuzuki thought for a moment thinking of something. He punched the air with his fist. "Oh! I get it!"
With that, he took Hisoka rather roughly by the arms and pressed his lips over the stunned boy's. He thrust his tongue in, tasting Hisoka with great speed, but with pleasure. (a/n: ^^;; haha) Just as fast, he broke away from the boy and smiled innocently.
The group behind them blinked while some looked in awe. The man nodded and said, "All right, I think I'll buy it. You may enter. But remember you're responsible for his actions. He appears to be only 16 or 17."
Tsuzuki nodded and jerked in a frozen Hisoka into the club.
He placed them at a little bar that was only occupied by three people. Two males and a woman sat at the end, speaking to the bar tender.
"Hisoka?" asked Tsuzuki, waving a hand over the boy's pale face once they had sat down.
Hisoka blinked a few moments before violently whacking Tsuzuki with his fist. He yelled, "You idiot! How DARE you touch me that way without my permission!"
"Hisoka! But it was the only way!"
Hisoka huffed in anger and crossed his arms upon the bar table. "Just don't talk to me."
Tsuzuki rubbed his sore nose while he though. I wonder what's wrong with Hisoka...All I did was kiss him to get in.
"Hisoka..."
A hand came up to his face. "Don't talk to me until I tell you, you can."
Tsuzuki breathed in deeply and asked for a nonalcoholic beer and a regular. The bar tender smiled kindly and handed him the two mugs, oozing with liquid. Tsuzuki handed one to Hisoka (nonalcoholic), without speaking.
Hisoka took it. "...Thanks."
It was then Tsuzuki gave a smile. Hisoka would be speaking to him soon.
As the two drank, Tsuzuki having conversations here and there with the people beside him, a familiar figure stepped up and sat in between Hisoka and Tsuzuki.
"Well, well, well, look who I ran into!"
Both turned from their drink and conversations to see Yukio smiling widely. He appeared to be the same since the last time they had met...argued...same difference.
Hisoka twitched and scooted his chair farther away from Yukio, who, instead, followed suit, by scooting closer. "Great...it's you. I doubt my day can get any worse."
Yukio took out a cigarette and a lighter. He flicked his finger across it and fire burst out, onto the end of the cigarette. He took in a deep puff. "Nice to see you too, Kurosaki-chan."
"Stop calling me that."
Yukio demurred, "But it's a cute name." He turned his head to Tsuzuki, who was sipping his drink happily. "Right, Asato-san?"
Tsuzuki blinked and nodded. "It's almost as cute as Hi-chan or Hisoka-chan or 'Soka-chan!" he declared.
A loud smack was heard when Hisoka punched Tsuzuki's head (again). "Idiot! Don't call me those names! And why do you call him -san instead of -chan, you jerk?"
"You're talking to me again, Hisoka-chan! I'm so happy!"
*Whack* "STOP IT!"
Yukio laughed. "Because, Kurosaki-chan, he is older than me. And you always treat elders with respect. So I think you should start showing some to me and your boyfriend here."
"He's not my boyfriend, damn it!"
Yukio leaned close to Hisoka, touching nose to nose, and whispered. "No? I saw him kiss you."
"Eh...Eh..." Hisoka's eye twitched and he turned a deep crimson.
"See? Ha!" Yukio brought the bartender over with a call and asked for a beer.
Hisoka huffed and stood up, leaving Tsuzuki and Yukio alone. "I'm leaving."
Tsuzuki bounded upward and chased after Hisoka. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"Away from you two. So don't follow me."
The music became louder and Tsuzuki saw Hisoka disappear into the crowd. He decided to leave his friend alone and sat himself back down next to Yukio, who was drinking his drink.
Yukio put out his cigarette and asked, "What's with the kid?"
"I don't know," confessed Tsuzuki and began watching the bubbles fizz away once getting a new mug.
"He'll be back probably."
Tsuzuki sighed. "I'm worried, though. We're supposed to be on vacation...We got a break from work."
Yukio became interested. "What kind of work?" he questioned.
Tsuzuki tensed up quickly at the question. He thought for a brief moment before saying, "We're...detectives."
"Damn! No kidding?" Yukio said, still sounding slightly unconvinced. "Must get good money."
"I guess."
Yukio gulped down the rest of his beer. He wiped away the mustache he received from the fizz and sighed. "So...What do you investigate?"
Tsuzuki took another sip. "Deaths," he replied.
"Ah."
"What about you?"
Yukio blinked. "Me?" he asked, pointing to his chest.
Tsuzuki nodded.
The man spun in his chair and leaned back against the bar table. He stared at the crowd for a moment thinking of what he really did with his life.
Finally, he said. "A player, basically."
"And your brother?"
Yukio laughed heatedly. He responded, "He's good at drawing in the rich ones. We use loop holes a lot."
Tsuzuki shrugged and said, "Not a good way to live."
"Yeah. Keeps bread on the table, right?"
"I guess so." The older man sighed again in depression, staring at the ground.
Yukio sensed Tsuzuki's discomfort and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tsuzuki stared forward, watching the others enjoy their time, heading to the pool, dancing, socializing, and what not. "I wonder what Hisoka is doing."
"Don't be worried. He's not a baby. He's not venerable, either. The worst here are players, obviously, robbers, and rapists."
Tsuzuki snapped to attention and leapt off his seat. "Oh great, now I have to find him!"
"Why?" asked Yukio, still seated.
"I know Hisoka is smarter than that but he's much weaker physically! Besides, he's my responsibility!" he exclaimed, beginning to dash off.
Yukio sighed and decided to follow. "It'll give me something to do...I guess."
~*~*~*~
Hisoka angrily sat himself down into a chair, away from the crowds, where he had the view of the edge of the small island they were currently on.
He hated when he was spoken to as a little child and would not stand for it. Instead, he would rather walk away if they could not deal with his attitude.
With boredom, he plucked his head down into his hand and listened to the peaceful melody of the ocean washing upon the edge of the beach. The wind was very gentle and would occasionally drift down over Hisoka blowing his hair and giving him tiny chills.
However, he was rudely interrupter when an older man and women approached him. He noticed their extremely distinctive clothing. The woman appeared in her early 20's and wore a silky red gown that dragged gracefully with every step. Her gold hair was tied up into a high bun, a few strands loose and little bangs skimming over her beautiful face and green/blue eyes. She wore one red glove that carried a rather small matching purse.
The man, who appeared to be in his mid 40's, wore an elegant tux and was arm in arm with the woman. His dark brown hair was neatly combed back, but a few strands still fell over on the right side. He was still handsome as well, but had an odd glint in his blue eyes.
The man bowed respectfully at Hisoka and introduced himself. "My name is Jake Sanford. And this is my eldest daughter, Rose Sanford."
The woman curtseyed and said, "Buenos noches."
Hisoka blinked, trying to understand what the woman was saying to say. He had heard Spanish very rarely and only knew what 'buenos' meant. He believed she was greeting him.
"Konbanwa." [Good evening.]
The man laughed slightly and Rosa smiled kindly. "Ah, nihonjin desu?" he asked. [Japanese?]
Hisoka nodded. He was slightly happy to finally meet someone who spoke Japanese! "Hai. Ore wa nihonjin desu." [Yes. I am Japanese.]
"Namae?" [Name?]
"Anou...Ore Kurosaki Hisoka," he replied. [Um...I'm Kurosaki Hisoka]
*(A/N: I've noticed that Hisoka doesn't usually say 'wa' after saying 'ore' so I just didn't add it in this time. I might do that at times.)
Hisoka eyed the man before asking, "Amerikajin...desu?"
The man nodded. "Hai." [Yes.]
Hisoka rested his gaze to Jake's smiling wife. "Reijou..." [Your daughter...]
Jake turned to his wife and back to Hisoka. "Ah, she is from Spain."
"Supein," said Hisoka, studying the word by allowing it to roll of his tongue. He really had difficulty with English. He preferred speaking Japanese any day, but he liked to try new things. (a/n: Romanji ^^; Supein is how Spain is pronounced in Japanese...)
"Yes. Her mother is from Spain and our daughter was born there. Do you mind if we speak in English?"
Hisoka blinked out of his thoughts. He looked up at the man and nodded.
"Good. Me and my daughter saw you here and noticed that you didn't appeared interested," he said, sitting himself down across from Hisoka.
Hisoka shrugged and said, "Probably because I'm not. I just want to go to my hotel, relax, and go back to work in two weeks."
Rosa, too, sat herself down, trying to understand the conversation between her husband and the boy. She watched her husband say something in English to the boy.
"See, I this place, soon to belong to my daughter, and I don't like it when a customer is not enjoying himself or herself," he explained, trying to cheer up Hisoka.
"I see."
Rosa blinked and turned to her father. "Papa?"
Jake paused and faced his daughter. "Que?"
"Si puedemos, Hisoka puede a venir con nosotros. Es muy lindo y tenemos muchos cosas para el. Tu no quires que esta come asi, verda?" she offered, slightly pulling on his jacket like a child.
Hisoka didn't even want to try and guess what she was saying. Jake spoke inaudibly to his daughter and seemed to agree to what she was saying.
He turned again and smiled at Hisoka. "You seem like a guy who needs more adventure and excitement! Why don't you come down to our place!" Jake pointed to his right far off into the ocean. "It's our private resort. Only the best can go there with invitation. A lot of excitement there."
Hisoka thought for a moment. At least they're more respectful than Yukio.
You know Yukio?
Hisoka cried out in alarm and stumbled backward in his seat slightly. He bounded up with a slight rage and stood in a fighting stance. "You...you read minds?"
The man looked over at Rosa anxiously and stammered with both hands up in defense, "I...I don't know what you're talking about!"
"You just spoke to me in my mind!"
The boy eyed the man with even more suspicion. Jake continued to disapprove of Hisoka's accusation. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
Hisoka stared at the man hard before seating down. "Hmm...perhaps it was just my imagination."
"Probably..." Jake gave a tiny grin. "Anyway, as I was saying, it will be exciting."
"For you or for me?" asked Hisoka.
Jake's face slightly fell at the question directed at him. He hesitantly laughed. "For both of us, of course!
Hisoka stood up and began walking off. "No thanks. I have no intention in doing so. Besides, I'm not here alone. I'm with my business partner. I'm supposed to spend time with him. And also, my boss tells me not to talk to strangers." Then, he headed off.
Jake and Rosa both sighed once Hisoka had left back into the club, heading in the direction for the restaurant.
A mischievous chuckle caused Jake to spin around. Rosa had stood up, one hand on her hip with amusement. She spoke with a slight Hispanic accent. "Do you think he noticed anything?"
Jake shook his head and stared at the direction where Hisoka went. "I doubt it. He does have some suspicion, though. But not a clear idea on what is going on."
"Good. I didn't expect any less than this from you, Jake. But you better not screw up. You entered his mind, didn't you?"
"It was an accident. I swear."
Rosa gave Jake a dirty look before saying, "I don't approve of mistakes, kid."
"Yes, Rosa-sama," he said. "It won't happen again."
"Good. Now change before someone comes."
The man sighed and began pealing at his neck until his entire headpiece came off. His true lighter hair untangled and fell over his face and down to his neck, framing it. He appeared 20 years younger. He did, however, had the same clear blue eyes.
Rosa smiled and handed Jake a large coat. He took it and placed it on, pulling at the collar so his face was hidden. Then, he hid his headpiece into his coat before adjusting it once more. He excepted the hat Rosa offered him and drew it upon his head.
"Keep an eye on both, Jake," spat Rosa, with a cruel tone.
Jake nodded and said, "What about Yukio?"
"Ch', don't worry about him at the moment. We're getting the plans ready for the bait as we speak," she explained, adjusting her hair.
Again, Jake nodded and leapt over the rail, landing upon the soft sand and slowly headed off.
Rosa waited until he left and smiled with corruption. "That's right, Jake, my sweet pet, don't let me down or it will cost your sister's life. Hisoka will make a great collection as well, however...Yukio is our first target. And perhaps that Asato fool will be of some use..."
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A/N: Ahhh, confusing for me ^^; Anyway, my computer is not Spanish, so sometimes when I type a word in Spanish that has 'ui' it will automatically add an 'e' afterward at times. ^^;; My computer hates me. Anyway, I did the best I can with my crappy computer that does not like Spanish words. ^_^; Oh, I know many of you know simple Japanese words and found no use for those translations on the side, but there may be some who don't know them...so I wrote them anyway. ^_^ You like so far? Sorry about the sudden...rushness. I felt like I skipped quickly...maybe it's because I'm hungry...
Mirai Kurosaki
A/N: Hi everyone! Next chapters will be slightly slow (I've missed a week from school from my illness. *sigh* The horror of viruses and hypoglycemia. Tried to go to school Wed...ended up almost fainting...if it weren't for a good friend ^^) Anyway, one of my fingers is broken now so it's a little hard to type...^^;;; I have bad luck...Birthday in 4 days though! ^_^ Hope you enjoy the chapter
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"No."
"Okay...How about this one?"
"Too flashy."
"This one?"
"Too provocative."
"Okay, okay. I like it though...This one?"
"Too showy."
"What about this one?"
"Tsuzuki...I'm a boy."
"But it's still cute..."
"Tsuzuki..."
"Okay! Don't hit me!...It was a pretty skirt."
"No."
"Fine. This one?"
"Looks like something a hooker would wear."
"Ugh. This one?"
"Too formal."
"Hisoka!"
"What!"
"That does it. You're wearing the one I like most!"
Hisoka sighed in defeat and plunged backward upon the cotton and silken bed. He stared at the ceiling, waiting for Tsuzuki to pick something.
After a few moments of the process of illumination, Tsuzuki gave a chirp of satisfaction. "Yeah! This one is the best!" he declared, bounding to the bed beside Hisoka.
The boy averted his gaze from the ceiling to the outfit Hisoka held in his arms.
"NO! That's the provocative one!" he shouted, scooting back.
"But I like it!"
Hisoka shook his head and wrapped his arms around himself possessively.
Tsuzuki narrowed his eyes and said, "Fine! There's only one way to settle this!
~*A few seconds later~*
"Rock..."
"Paper..."
"Scissors!"
"No!" cried Hisoka staring at Tsuzuki's flat hand and his own clenched fist.
Tsuzuki wrapped his hand over Hisoka's clenched one and declared, "Ha! Paper beats rock!"
The boy protested as he was hauled from the bed, flown down the stairs, and shoved into the bathroom. Tsuzuki tossed him the clothing and slammed the door gleefully.
"Tsuzuki, let me out!" cried and angered and muffled Hisoka.
Tsuzuki grinned evilly outside. "Nope. A deal is a deal."
"TSUZUKI!!!"
~*An hour later of arguing and silence*~
Tsuzuki stepped back once he heard the clock of the doorknob. He waited anxiously as a flushed Hisoka entered the room.
"Great! It looks perfect!"
Hisoka surveyed himself. He wore tight leather black short shorts with a belt. He wore a slightly loose white T-shirt that barely covered his entire stomach and a black leather vest to drape over his shoulders to match. He also wore ankle length boots with buckles. Hisoka only liked the boots...a little.
Tsuzuki eyed him for a moment before proclaiming, "Hey! You're not wearing the collar thing!"
"No way."
Tsuzuki whimpered and began to gather tears, preparing to sob. But before he did, he smiled and got an idea. "Give me the collar."
Hisoka handed it to him with pleasure.
"Here..." Tsuzuki took Hisoka's wrist and placed the collar on it, tightening it so that it was loose enough.
Hisoka stared at his wrist and then shrugged. "Okay, whatever."
"Let's go!" shouted Tsuzuki and took Hisoka by the forearm before dragging him out.
~*~*~*~
Tsuzuki peered over the small ferry, admiring the beauty of the fishes scattering away when the boat drew near. He liked the beautiful colors that each had. He leaned back and saw Hisoka sitting, arms crossed and eyes closed.
"Hisoka?"
Hisoka, peering one eye open, asked, "Yes?"
Tsuzuki smiled and sat by his partner. "Nothing. Just seeing if you're awake. We're almost there!"
The ferry began to halt to a stop and the passengers stood up and began stepping off. Once the tramp was set down, Tsuzuki was the first to spring up and dash out with Hisoka close behind, trying to break free from Tsuzuki's grip.
A large man in black uniform stepped before Tsuzuki, Hisoka, and a few others that were behind them before they entered the. He spoke with a gruff voice, "I.D., please."
Tsuzuki took out his card and handed it to the man.
The man studied it for a moment. "All right, Asato-san. Please enjoy your stay. What about you, sir?" he asked, beckoning at Hisoka once returning Tsuzuki his card.
"Uh..."
"He's my lover," interrupted Tsuzuki.
The man didn't seem to be convinced. "Evidence."
Tsuzuki raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
Hisoka turned to his partner and said, "He means actual proof."
"Of what?"
"That you two are lovers," explained the man.
Tsuzuki thought for a moment thinking of something. He punched the air with his fist. "Oh! I get it!"
With that, he took Hisoka rather roughly by the arms and pressed his lips over the stunned boy's. He thrust his tongue in, tasting Hisoka with great speed, but with pleasure. (a/n: ^^;; haha) Just as fast, he broke away from the boy and smiled innocently.
The group behind them blinked while some looked in awe. The man nodded and said, "All right, I think I'll buy it. You may enter. But remember you're responsible for his actions. He appears to be only 16 or 17."
Tsuzuki nodded and jerked in a frozen Hisoka into the club.
He placed them at a little bar that was only occupied by three people. Two males and a woman sat at the end, speaking to the bar tender.
"Hisoka?" asked Tsuzuki, waving a hand over the boy's pale face once they had sat down.
Hisoka blinked a few moments before violently whacking Tsuzuki with his fist. He yelled, "You idiot! How DARE you touch me that way without my permission!"
"Hisoka! But it was the only way!"
Hisoka huffed in anger and crossed his arms upon the bar table. "Just don't talk to me."
Tsuzuki rubbed his sore nose while he though. I wonder what's wrong with Hisoka...All I did was kiss him to get in.
"Hisoka..."
A hand came up to his face. "Don't talk to me until I tell you, you can."
Tsuzuki breathed in deeply and asked for a nonalcoholic beer and a regular. The bar tender smiled kindly and handed him the two mugs, oozing with liquid. Tsuzuki handed one to Hisoka (nonalcoholic), without speaking.
Hisoka took it. "...Thanks."
It was then Tsuzuki gave a smile. Hisoka would be speaking to him soon.
As the two drank, Tsuzuki having conversations here and there with the people beside him, a familiar figure stepped up and sat in between Hisoka and Tsuzuki.
"Well, well, well, look who I ran into!"
Both turned from their drink and conversations to see Yukio smiling widely. He appeared to be the same since the last time they had met...argued...same difference.
Hisoka twitched and scooted his chair farther away from Yukio, who, instead, followed suit, by scooting closer. "Great...it's you. I doubt my day can get any worse."
Yukio took out a cigarette and a lighter. He flicked his finger across it and fire burst out, onto the end of the cigarette. He took in a deep puff. "Nice to see you too, Kurosaki-chan."
"Stop calling me that."
Yukio demurred, "But it's a cute name." He turned his head to Tsuzuki, who was sipping his drink happily. "Right, Asato-san?"
Tsuzuki blinked and nodded. "It's almost as cute as Hi-chan or Hisoka-chan or 'Soka-chan!" he declared.
A loud smack was heard when Hisoka punched Tsuzuki's head (again). "Idiot! Don't call me those names! And why do you call him -san instead of -chan, you jerk?"
"You're talking to me again, Hisoka-chan! I'm so happy!"
*Whack* "STOP IT!"
Yukio laughed. "Because, Kurosaki-chan, he is older than me. And you always treat elders with respect. So I think you should start showing some to me and your boyfriend here."
"He's not my boyfriend, damn it!"
Yukio leaned close to Hisoka, touching nose to nose, and whispered. "No? I saw him kiss you."
"Eh...Eh..." Hisoka's eye twitched and he turned a deep crimson.
"See? Ha!" Yukio brought the bartender over with a call and asked for a beer.
Hisoka huffed and stood up, leaving Tsuzuki and Yukio alone. "I'm leaving."
Tsuzuki bounded upward and chased after Hisoka. "Wait! Where are you going?"
"Away from you two. So don't follow me."
The music became louder and Tsuzuki saw Hisoka disappear into the crowd. He decided to leave his friend alone and sat himself back down next to Yukio, who was drinking his drink.
Yukio put out his cigarette and asked, "What's with the kid?"
"I don't know," confessed Tsuzuki and began watching the bubbles fizz away once getting a new mug.
"He'll be back probably."
Tsuzuki sighed. "I'm worried, though. We're supposed to be on vacation...We got a break from work."
Yukio became interested. "What kind of work?" he questioned.
Tsuzuki tensed up quickly at the question. He thought for a brief moment before saying, "We're...detectives."
"Damn! No kidding?" Yukio said, still sounding slightly unconvinced. "Must get good money."
"I guess."
Yukio gulped down the rest of his beer. He wiped away the mustache he received from the fizz and sighed. "So...What do you investigate?"
Tsuzuki took another sip. "Deaths," he replied.
"Ah."
"What about you?"
Yukio blinked. "Me?" he asked, pointing to his chest.
Tsuzuki nodded.
The man spun in his chair and leaned back against the bar table. He stared at the crowd for a moment thinking of what he really did with his life.
Finally, he said. "A player, basically."
"And your brother?"
Yukio laughed heatedly. He responded, "He's good at drawing in the rich ones. We use loop holes a lot."
Tsuzuki shrugged and said, "Not a good way to live."
"Yeah. Keeps bread on the table, right?"
"I guess so." The older man sighed again in depression, staring at the ground.
Yukio sensed Tsuzuki's discomfort and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tsuzuki stared forward, watching the others enjoy their time, heading to the pool, dancing, socializing, and what not. "I wonder what Hisoka is doing."
"Don't be worried. He's not a baby. He's not venerable, either. The worst here are players, obviously, robbers, and rapists."
Tsuzuki snapped to attention and leapt off his seat. "Oh great, now I have to find him!"
"Why?" asked Yukio, still seated.
"I know Hisoka is smarter than that but he's much weaker physically! Besides, he's my responsibility!" he exclaimed, beginning to dash off.
Yukio sighed and decided to follow. "It'll give me something to do...I guess."
~*~*~*~
Hisoka angrily sat himself down into a chair, away from the crowds, where he had the view of the edge of the small island they were currently on.
He hated when he was spoken to as a little child and would not stand for it. Instead, he would rather walk away if they could not deal with his attitude.
With boredom, he plucked his head down into his hand and listened to the peaceful melody of the ocean washing upon the edge of the beach. The wind was very gentle and would occasionally drift down over Hisoka blowing his hair and giving him tiny chills.
However, he was rudely interrupter when an older man and women approached him. He noticed their extremely distinctive clothing. The woman appeared in her early 20's and wore a silky red gown that dragged gracefully with every step. Her gold hair was tied up into a high bun, a few strands loose and little bangs skimming over her beautiful face and green/blue eyes. She wore one red glove that carried a rather small matching purse.
The man, who appeared to be in his mid 40's, wore an elegant tux and was arm in arm with the woman. His dark brown hair was neatly combed back, but a few strands still fell over on the right side. He was still handsome as well, but had an odd glint in his blue eyes.
The man bowed respectfully at Hisoka and introduced himself. "My name is Jake Sanford. And this is my eldest daughter, Rose Sanford."
The woman curtseyed and said, "Buenos noches."
Hisoka blinked, trying to understand what the woman was saying to say. He had heard Spanish very rarely and only knew what 'buenos' meant. He believed she was greeting him.
"Konbanwa." [Good evening.]
The man laughed slightly and Rosa smiled kindly. "Ah, nihonjin desu?" he asked. [Japanese?]
Hisoka nodded. He was slightly happy to finally meet someone who spoke Japanese! "Hai. Ore wa nihonjin desu." [Yes. I am Japanese.]
"Namae?" [Name?]
"Anou...Ore Kurosaki Hisoka," he replied. [Um...I'm Kurosaki Hisoka]
*(A/N: I've noticed that Hisoka doesn't usually say 'wa' after saying 'ore' so I just didn't add it in this time. I might do that at times.)
Hisoka eyed the man before asking, "Amerikajin...desu?"
The man nodded. "Hai." [Yes.]
Hisoka rested his gaze to Jake's smiling wife. "Reijou..." [Your daughter...]
Jake turned to his wife and back to Hisoka. "Ah, she is from Spain."
"Supein," said Hisoka, studying the word by allowing it to roll of his tongue. He really had difficulty with English. He preferred speaking Japanese any day, but he liked to try new things. (a/n: Romanji ^^; Supein is how Spain is pronounced in Japanese...)
"Yes. Her mother is from Spain and our daughter was born there. Do you mind if we speak in English?"
Hisoka blinked out of his thoughts. He looked up at the man and nodded.
"Good. Me and my daughter saw you here and noticed that you didn't appeared interested," he said, sitting himself down across from Hisoka.
Hisoka shrugged and said, "Probably because I'm not. I just want to go to my hotel, relax, and go back to work in two weeks."
Rosa, too, sat herself down, trying to understand the conversation between her husband and the boy. She watched her husband say something in English to the boy.
"See, I this place, soon to belong to my daughter, and I don't like it when a customer is not enjoying himself or herself," he explained, trying to cheer up Hisoka.
"I see."
Rosa blinked and turned to her father. "Papa?"
Jake paused and faced his daughter. "Que?"
"Si puedemos, Hisoka puede a venir con nosotros. Es muy lindo y tenemos muchos cosas para el. Tu no quires que esta come asi, verda?" she offered, slightly pulling on his jacket like a child.
Hisoka didn't even want to try and guess what she was saying. Jake spoke inaudibly to his daughter and seemed to agree to what she was saying.
He turned again and smiled at Hisoka. "You seem like a guy who needs more adventure and excitement! Why don't you come down to our place!" Jake pointed to his right far off into the ocean. "It's our private resort. Only the best can go there with invitation. A lot of excitement there."
Hisoka thought for a moment. At least they're more respectful than Yukio.
You know Yukio?
Hisoka cried out in alarm and stumbled backward in his seat slightly. He bounded up with a slight rage and stood in a fighting stance. "You...you read minds?"
The man looked over at Rosa anxiously and stammered with both hands up in defense, "I...I don't know what you're talking about!"
"You just spoke to me in my mind!"
The boy eyed the man with even more suspicion. Jake continued to disapprove of Hisoka's accusation. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
Hisoka stared at the man hard before seating down. "Hmm...perhaps it was just my imagination."
"Probably..." Jake gave a tiny grin. "Anyway, as I was saying, it will be exciting."
"For you or for me?" asked Hisoka.
Jake's face slightly fell at the question directed at him. He hesitantly laughed. "For both of us, of course!
Hisoka stood up and began walking off. "No thanks. I have no intention in doing so. Besides, I'm not here alone. I'm with my business partner. I'm supposed to spend time with him. And also, my boss tells me not to talk to strangers." Then, he headed off.
Jake and Rosa both sighed once Hisoka had left back into the club, heading in the direction for the restaurant.
A mischievous chuckle caused Jake to spin around. Rosa had stood up, one hand on her hip with amusement. She spoke with a slight Hispanic accent. "Do you think he noticed anything?"
Jake shook his head and stared at the direction where Hisoka went. "I doubt it. He does have some suspicion, though. But not a clear idea on what is going on."
"Good. I didn't expect any less than this from you, Jake. But you better not screw up. You entered his mind, didn't you?"
"It was an accident. I swear."
Rosa gave Jake a dirty look before saying, "I don't approve of mistakes, kid."
"Yes, Rosa-sama," he said. "It won't happen again."
"Good. Now change before someone comes."
The man sighed and began pealing at his neck until his entire headpiece came off. His true lighter hair untangled and fell over his face and down to his neck, framing it. He appeared 20 years younger. He did, however, had the same clear blue eyes.
Rosa smiled and handed Jake a large coat. He took it and placed it on, pulling at the collar so his face was hidden. Then, he hid his headpiece into his coat before adjusting it once more. He excepted the hat Rosa offered him and drew it upon his head.
"Keep an eye on both, Jake," spat Rosa, with a cruel tone.
Jake nodded and said, "What about Yukio?"
"Ch', don't worry about him at the moment. We're getting the plans ready for the bait as we speak," she explained, adjusting her hair.
Again, Jake nodded and leapt over the rail, landing upon the soft sand and slowly headed off.
Rosa waited until he left and smiled with corruption. "That's right, Jake, my sweet pet, don't let me down or it will cost your sister's life. Hisoka will make a great collection as well, however...Yukio is our first target. And perhaps that Asato fool will be of some use..."
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A/N: Ahhh, confusing for me ^^; Anyway, my computer is not Spanish, so sometimes when I type a word in Spanish that has 'ui' it will automatically add an 'e' afterward at times. ^^;; My computer hates me. Anyway, I did the best I can with my crappy computer that does not like Spanish words. ^_^; Oh, I know many of you know simple Japanese words and found no use for those translations on the side, but there may be some who don't know them...so I wrote them anyway. ^_^ You like so far? Sorry about the sudden...rushness. I felt like I skipped quickly...maybe it's because I'm hungry...
