Notes: Hai, I just want to thank those that reviewed my fiction. Thank you. It means so much to me. Keep on reading and rock on. Anyway, I didn't know someone recognize me through the 'Kreko' magazine? Yup, that's me.

Oh, yeah, another one. There will be another new character, later on. So I hope you guys will accept her. Not now, but later. Let's continue, shall we?

Chapter Three

Reason not to love

Monday…

"Tsuzuki!" A loud scream came from the stairs of the large building, interrupting the purple-eyed man from his chocolate dreams.

"Tsuzuki!"

"Nani…?" He woke up, but his eyes were still shut tight.

"Could you please open you eyes first?" Watari demanded angrily as he rested his hands on his waist. Tsuzuki groaned, but managed to open a fifth of his eyelids. "That will be enough…" The blonde-haired man sighed. He was worried of his brother's condition. HE seemed exhausted even after a week off from work. "Don't you remember that you are supposed to go to work today?"

Tsuzuki whined.

Watari ignored and moved to the curtains and pulled up the curtains. "It's a really nice day…" He said but froze when Tsuzuki hid himself under the blanket.

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"Huah…" Sleepy tears fell down from Tsuzuki's eyes.

"Did you sleep late last night?" Tsubaki, his assistant asked with sympathy.

Tsuzuki yawned again. HE barely opened his eyes. "Yeah, eight…"

"Na…ni? At eight?!!" The girl shrieked. "Demo, that's too early for an adult like you." She shook her head in disbelief. "You wait here and I'll go and get a cup of hot chocolate for you."

"A…ri…ga…to…"

By the time Tsubaki returned, he was nowhere to be seen. Tsuzuki, where are you? She wondered. When she puts down the cup at his desk, she kicked something and screamed in surprised. Dead man? She thought, rubbing her aching chest.

She slowly took a look under the table and what she saw almost gave her a heart attack again. "Tsuzuki-kun, what are you doing sleeping under the table?!!" She yelled at him.

"Hmm…" He murmured.

"What do you think you are? An Inu?"

"Hai…" He answered as two tiny puppy ears popped out of his head.

"Masaka…" She sighed and slapped her forehead.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She grinned and rushed to it. "Wait a minute," She said as she fiddled with the locks. "May I help you?" She asked when she was greeted but a small boy no larger than her.

At first glance, she was mesmerized by the boy's soft pale skin, emerald eyes and gentle brownish hair. She realized that she was blushing.

"May I see Tsuzuki?" He said suddenly. Without any thinking, she lets him in. Who is this boy? She wondered. "Tsuzuki," She called out just as both of them entered the office.

Tsuzuki amazingly got up from his seats when he noticed Hisoka. "Hisoka…!"

Hisoka grinned and puts his hands on the man's collar and pulled him closer to him.

"…What are you doing?" The man asked.

Suddenly, Hisoka began slapping him repeatedly. After a while, then he released him. Tsuzuki fell back to his seats and rubbed his aching cheeks.

"Ittai…" He whimpered. "What did you do that for?!" His large amethyst's eyes stared into the boy's.

Hisoka ignored and stood up. "Good, you're awake."

"What do you mean good!" Tsuzuki said almost in tears.

"It's time." Hisoka said immediately.

"For what?"

"To go."

"Go where?"

"A place."

"Where?"

"You'll know…"

"How should I know?"

"You'll know when you get there. I haven't finished my lines yet!" He exploded.

"But… I'm still working… I can't just abandon my work here," He told Hisoka.

Hisoka posed for a while in front of the man with his hands on his hips. He bit his lower lips, obviously thinking of a way. Finally he smiled. "I know a way," He said.

He raised his hand and called out the care book. He flipped a few pages and read it aloud, " From this book, it says that the only place that you feel calm is… on top of the building."

Tsuzuki raised his left eyebrow. "Don't tell me that we are going to commit suicide?"

Hisoka stared out of the window.

The tall man whined and turned into a puppy form. "I… still love my life…"

"Yosh!" The boy said and slammed the book shut. "It's a great weather for flying, agree?"

"Huh?"

Hisoka pressed his hands together and began to chant. Tsuzuki's eyebrows twitched as he hears Hisoka murmuring in a language he had definitely never heard of before. Apparently, he only managed to capture the last phrase.

"Raise my spirit with angel wings!" The boy said at last as he lifted his hand high up at the sky. Light flashed from Hisoka's body and Tsuzuki was forced to shut his eyes tight.

After a while, the light faded away.

Tsuzuki slowly opened his eyes. His amethyst eyes sparkled as the sight of the pink petals surrounding Hisoka and the pure white outfit he wore. But then, the large white wings behind the boy made him fascinated even more.

Hisoka landed on the floor silently with his eyes closed, as the petals floated around him. Then, he opened his eyes. His eyes glowed marvelous green. A brilliant emerald light shone through the room.

He gave Tsuzuki his hand. "Ikuzo!"

Hisoka's beige wings wrapped around them like a cocoon immediately. "Now, close your eyes," He ordered. "Only open your eyes when I said so."

Tsuzuki whined. He didn't like closing his eyes after all he had seen a while ago. He wanted to see more if he could.

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"Na, open you eyes."

The boy's girlish voice startled Tsuzuki from his daydreaming. He slowly opened his eyes. But then, he froze. This place…

He realized that they were standing on top of a rooftop. Apparently he wasn't aware of his surroundings. It didn't look like where Watari and him usually go for their evening walks. He shook his head. He suddenly felt his brain throbbing with pain. But then, something in front of him shocked him even more. He was actually seeing himself sitting at the edge of the rooftop facing the sunset. "That's … me?"

Hisoka's stare remained cold as usual as he focused at the vision in front of them. "Just wait and watch."

"Tsuzuki-kun…"

Tsuzuki gasped. That voice! He knew something was up. He remembered it now. It happened ten years ago when he was seventeen, at that very same spot where Hisoka and him stood.

He began recalling the vivid miserable memories that he wished to forget but yet, he still sit tight and watched the two teenagers, himself and his first true love…

"Mizuki-chan, don't come here. It's too dangerous," Tsuzuki warned his girlfriend.

"Daijobu, Tsuzuki-chan. I know how to take care of myself," The girl replied instantly. Ignoring his warning, the gray-eyed brunette hop from ledge to ledge towards Tsuzuki. Unfortunately, her footings slipped and almost fell off the nine storey high building, if it wasn't for Tsuzuki, who caught hands her just in time.

"Don't worry!" The man told her.

Tears began flooding the girl's eyes. "I'm so heavy…"

Tsuzuki shook his head. "No, I can pull you up…" But without warning, his own foot slip and they both fell.

After a while, the man opened his eyes. He froze when he saw his bloody girlfriend not for from him. "Mizuki!" He screamed. He crawled towards her and placed her head on his laps.

"Tsuzu…ki…" She murmured weakly.

"Mizuki-chan, my love, stay with me!" He cried. He could not contain his sadness as warm tears flowed down his cheeks. "No…" He whispered as the color from the girl's rosy cheek slowly fades.

"Tsuzuki, I…I," her voice was shaky.

"No, don't say that," He said, furiously trying to stop the flowing blood from her head.

"Those… eyes…"

"Stop…"

"Tsuzuki…"

"Stop, please, stop. Don't leave me, " He shut his eyes tight, hoping and praying that it was just a nightmare.

"Tsuzuki… I love you…" At that, she left him forever.

Tsuzuki stared at the lifeless body in disbelief. "No, this is supposed to be a bad joke like?!" He shook Mizuki's body. She didn't budge. "Noo!"

"…I was there… I could have helped her if I didn't slipped. It's all my fault," The man fell on his knees. His eyes flooded with tears. The tears of losing someone he had loved.

"You knew that you had the ability to heal yourself," The boy asked, gently putting his arms around Tsuzuki's shoulders. He nodded.

"If only I could give it to her…"

Hisoka's wings slowly wrapped itself around Tsuzuki and wiped the tears of his cheeks. "Is that why you don't want to love any more?" He asked with sympathy. "I guess, there is no one you could love except her."

Suddenly, sounds of clapping were heard from the other end of the building.

"Masaka!" The boy gasped. His adrenaline started to rush up. He knew who came. He turned around.

"Hisoka, right? How hard it is to find you! Now I know your name," The man spoke in a soft voice but rather disgusting for Hisoka.

"What do you want, Muraki?!"

The man grinned. "How touching. Now, hand him over," He ordered Hisoka.

"What?"

"Give Tsuzuki to me," He repeated demandingly.

Hisoka wrapped Tsuzuki in his wings tightly. "Naze?"

Muraki sighed. "I guess you don't know this yet, since you're an amateur. That man you're guarding is a shinigami."

Hisoka stared back at the tall man behind him. That explains why does he heal that fast. Suddenly, he felt a cold hand on his shoulder.

"Oh? You look so pretty when I see you closely," Muraki said. "Are you really a boy?"

"Go away!" Hisoka spat and began chanting. Unfortunate, nothing happened. "What the…?" The boy shrieked in surprised, to see his petals stop moving in midair. Masaka, have I read the wrong spell?

"Ha, ha, ha," Muraki sneered. "I forgot that you are a rookie. You can't even read properly, can you? After seeing me, you're afraid of me," He said scornfully. He immediately dashed towards the two of them and lifted Hisoka up to the air by his neck. "I guess I have to kill you to get him."

Hisoka looked at the feeble Tsuzuki, still unconscious after having a bad 'dream'. Open you eyes, he prayed.

Muraki squeezed Hisoka's throat tightly with both of his hands. He really wanted the boy to die. But then, he stopped and threw the boy directly towards Tsuzuki. "What am I thinking?"

"Huh?" Hisoka said, surprised as he touched his throat.

Muraki posed in front of them. "Instead of one, I could actually get two shinigamis," He told himself.

"Hey!" Hisoka shouted. "What do you mean by two shinigamis?!"

Muraki laughed and bent closed to the boy. "My two lovely shinigamis will be him and…you."

"What?!"

Suddenly, a voice broke out. "Stop it, Muraki!"

Both of them turned to the voice.

Muraki took a step back. He stared surprisingly at the black figure. His expression changed. "You're still alive?"

End of chapter…

Dias: Who is alive?

Rei : Hey, that's my line.

Dias: I love it where Hisoka and Tsuzuki came to Tsuzuki's past. It's so touching…:c

Rei : You're ignoring me, is it?T_T

Haruka: Allow me to break to you guys the heart ranching news. The author of this fiction has gone nuts and needs medical assistants.

Dias: Hey, you think I'm nuts?! Hah! I am, muahahahahaha!!!!

Rei : It is so sad…