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Never Talk to Strangers

Chapter 2: Consequences and Repercussions

(or: Maybe Its Not That Bad After All)

By: White Angel

*The next day at work...............*

Tsuzuki sat at his desk, back turned to his partner, actually working for the first time in

decades. His partner, Hisoka, sat at his desk with his feet in the chair curled up in a little

ball of angst. Sitting on a small table in between the two desks was a single pastry left over

from morning snack. Simultaneously Tsuzuki and Hisoka reached for the sweet treat.

Their hands touched.......and they simply looked at eachother...............

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............for a VERY long time.

Then they snatched their hands away and turned back to their work, blushing like hell.

Thankfully for them it was now break time and they didn't have to be so close anymore.

They went to the breakroom and each got a cup of coffee before separating to opposite sides

of the room.

Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka...........

Hisoka looked at Tsuzuki...........

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........and they turned their heads away so fast that they would have broken their necks had they

been humans.

Apparently the gods were having their fun today because right at this moment Tatsumi walks

in...........followed closely by Watari. They each grab a cup of java before taking their

places in the remaining corners of the room.

Tatsumi looks at Tsuzuki......

Tsuzuki looks at Hisoka.......

Hisoka looks at Tsuzuki.......

Watari checks 'em all out.....

And a collective *SNAPCRUNCH* is heard as they all try to avoid being seen looking at the other.

Lo and behold........Cheif Konoe walks in and pours himself a cup of brew.

The room goes DEAD SILENT........

NOBODY moves.........

And the chief walks out with his cup and heads back to his office.

Everyone in the room collectively sweatdrops.

"So................." the silence is broken by Tatsumi....."Ummmmmm........how was yo...."

"I CAN'T TAKE THIS KIND OF PRESSURE!!!!!!!" Hisoka rails insanely, completely cutting of Tatsumi.

Everybody takes a moment for the boy to stop his ranting and then they resume their

uncomfortable silence.

Watari finally got the courage to do what had to be done.

"Tatsumi-san, I want to complete my sex change potion and have babies with you!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" was the shadow master's reply.

"Tatsumi, what I'm trying to say is that I love you...."

Tsuzuki and Hisoka stood there with their mouths hanging open.

Tatsumi blinked.

"I know how you feel about Tsuzuki and all.......but I just can't stop lovin' you babe....."

Tatsumi sent out his shadows and pulled Watari to him, "Shhh........I know what you heard, but

I've been in love with you too, for so long, my little 'BlondieBabe'."

They each smiled and giggled and shared a kiss before slipping off to who knows where, leaving

the dynamic dysfunctional duo all alone.

Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka........

Hisoka looked at Tsuzuki........

........and they both sweatdropped.

"What the fuck just happened?" asked Hisoka.

"I have no idea...." Tsuzuki answered.

"Do you love me?" questioned Hisoka, looking away and blushing madly.

"I do. You should know that by now." Tsuzuki crossed the small distance form his corner to

Hisoka's and took the smaller boy into his arms," But, isn't this technically statuatory rape?"

"Baka!!!" Tsuzuki felt a slap cross his cheek.

"I may look sixteen, but I am officially twenty now!"

"Oh..."the older shinigami laughed, "Well, that makes everything alright then. I love you,

Hisoka."

"Well then c'mon and be my 'chocolatedelight'."

"Only if you'll be my 'emerald-dream'."

The two shinigami shared a passionate kiss before heading back to their office to do some "work".

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Meanwhile, Muraki was at home dancing to "Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun" in a hot pink French

maid uniform.

owari

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Ok......just don't ask. The plot bunnies are breeding mutants again.......please pardon

my insanity.

White Angel