AN: Alright, alright…I'm still working on my Escaflowne fic, don't worry! I just got this idea in my head and it hasn't left me alone ;-; Never written a YnM fic before, but I haven't seen this idea out there yet…probably because I'm an odd person…but I swear it'll get interesting! I promise….~whimper~ Anyway, don't own…although I want Tsuzuki…~sniff~ anyway. On with the show…er…story ^_^"" Oh yeah…all places are completely made up to my knowledge, except for names from other comics…which I don't own..~sniff~…I didn't even remember which block Tsuzuki and Hisoka are in charge of…so I'm just placing them at random ^^"""""
It was happening again. The nightmare of that night…the moon, the faces…. 'Stop it!' I wanted to shout to him, but I couldn't speak…he smirked at me, finishing the final touches to the red characters covering me. I felt so unclean, so…so…
" HISOKA!" I jerked awake, panting heavily. It took a moment for me to get a fix on my surroundings, and when I did, I only saw those purple eyes staring at me in concern. Blinking, I bat your arms off of mine.
" What do you want?" I demand irritably, the memory of my nightmare refusing to disappear. 'Why won't you just go away for now?' I glare at you, knowing that I don't really want you to leave. Life isn't fair….neither is death, for that matter. The curse was still here, which meant that Muraki…
" Is still alive…" I murmured, earning only a confused glance from you.
" Hisoka, are you alright?" I nod, glancing at my clock. 3:30 in the morning. You don't look convinced.
" Baka. I'm fine. It was just….just a bad dream." You sit back on the end of my bed, watching me. 'What? What did I do?' I rub my arms, shivering, but I'm not cold.
" Wanna tell me about it?" I hate you. The puppy ears and tail have appeared. I hate you.
"….It was Muraki. It was just a memory, that's all." I look away, to the side, anywhere to avoid your gaze. It doesn't work. I can feel it pierce my skin, dig into my soul. 'And I thought that I was the one with empathetic powers,' I joke bitterly to myself.
" Ne, Hisoka? Daijoubo des ka?" I nod, reaffirming what I've already told you.
" Well, you didn't SOUND alright…you were yelling pretty loudly." I shrug.
" People tend to do that in bad dreams, Tsuzuki," I say blandly, my heart rate finally slowing down. The truth is that the nightmare still manages to terrify me, even though I've had it more times than I can count. Your puppy ears droop, but perk up immediately. I don't like the looks of it.
" Well, since you're up, then we can have a midnight snack!" Before I can object, you're in my kitchen, rummaging around. It doesn't even occur to me to ask you WHY you were anywhere near my house at 3:30 in the morning, but you always manage to do that, don't you? You always seem to know when I'm in trouble.
It's now 4:30 in the morning, and you're just finishing your ice cream. I roll my eyes as your tail swishes back and forth rapidly. 'Baka.' I glance at my watch. 'It's going to be a lllooonnnggg day tomorrow.' I sigh, standing and taking my dish to the kitchen. You follow.
" Hisoka…" You stop, and I turn. Sometimes I wonder if I was right in saving you from Touda's flames…you wanted to die very badly, then. And you were perfectly serious. But I did it anyway, even going so far as saying I needed you. I fight a blush, waiting for you to continue. Wouldn't you be confused if I chose to explain that lovely little statement further…
" I didn't say this before but…thank you." I blink. That was unexpected.
" For what?" You push your index fingers together.
" For saving me from Touda…even though I told you that you didn't need to, you still stayed with me…even if that meant getting yourself killed too." I just stare blankly at you. 'What am I going to say to that? You're welcome? I didn't think…I was being selfish…' I opt for the safest response I know. I shrug. Out of the corner of my eyes I spot you grin slightly, then shake your head.
" Ne…Hisoka?" I sigh, turning to face you fully.
" What now?" You grin at me, and I suppress a groan. Whatever it is, it can't be good.
" Since it's so late at night, can I just camp out here?" I fall over.
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(AN: Gonna change view points, it's too confusing for me to write the way I was ;-;)
" Hey, Hisoka!" The boy in question peered over his latest novel at his partner, who just walked into their office. Said boy was cranky from lack of sleep, and the remnants from his dream were still with him. To put it shortly, he was VERY annoyed at anything and everything.
" What is it, Tsuzuki." He practically barked out, flipping the page of his book and shooting a small glare at his partner. Tsuzuki faltered slightly, then rubbed the back of his head.
" Guess you're not a morning person…anyway, Konoe gave us a new case to work on." He looked a little hesitant, rubbing the back of his head. Hisoka sighed, rolling his emerald eyes skyward.
" Well, what is it?" Tsuzuki blinked, coming into the office.
" Uh…well…you see…Konoe thought….and Tatsumi and everybody and me…we don't know if you should come on this one." Hisoka blinked, closing his book rather loudly. 'Keep calm, keep calm…'
" Why not?" He gave a mental wince. So much for hiding his annoyance at the information…
" Well…the fact is…" Hisoka snapped.
" Just spit it out already, Tsuzuki!" Startled, he jumped slightly.
" The fact is, that we're almost certain that Muraki is involved in this somehow, and due to recent…occurrences…we decided that it would be best for you to stay here." Tatsumi was suddenly behind Tsuzuki, holding a folder. Hisoka sent a full-fledged glare to his guilty looking partner.
" You told them about my dream?!?" Tsuzuki 'eeped' and hid behind Tatsumi.
" It's not only last night Hisoka, and you know it. We simply wish for you to have time to recover from your previous meetings with him." Hisoka growled low in his throat. 'Since when have I recovered from my FIRST meeting with him?' Taking a deep breath, Hisoka stood, carrying his book.
" I'm going with you. Even if I have to follow you from here to Earth." With that small statement, he stormed out of the room. Tsuzuki and Tatsumi glanced at one another.
" Well. I guess he's coming with us then." Tsuzuki nodded to Tatsumi's statement. Glancing out of the open doorway, he frowned slightly. 'Hisoka sure has been acting weird ever since the encounter with Touda…I hope that he's ok.'
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Muraki smirked to himself, pushing up his glasses with one hand and twirling the stem of a wine glass in his other. 'Tsuzuki should come here soon to investigate those mysterious deaths…along with that boy, Hisoka.' His eyes darkened for a moment, before he broke into a laugh. 'I hope Hisoka appreciates the little surprise I've prepared for my favorite little toy…' Sipping the dark liquid inside the glass, he spared a glance down at his usually pristine white trench coat.
" Tsk. I'm going to have to clean that all over again." The liquid stained the inside of the glass, slipping slowly back down to the bottom to join the small pool in the crystal glass. Behind Muraki, the red moonlight illuminated bloodstained walls and a corpse of a teenager that looked literally torn apart. A griffin was still eating. Muraki allowed himself another grin at the sounds of the carnage taking place behind him. 'It's the 12th one, Tsuzuki. Surely you'll want to investigate before the 13th murder. After all…' another sip of the liquid in his glass, '13 is an unlucky number.'
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Hisoka sat under a large sakura tree and peeled back his sleeve, glancing at his arm. The curse was glowing again. Quickly rolling up his sleeve, Hisoka sighed and rested his head on his knees, which he drew up towards him. 'Please no…not now….' At first, Hisoka would have given practically anything to have his curse lifted. Now…
" Now I'm not so sure," he whispered softly into the morning breeze. He shook his head to rid himself of the bad memories that seemed destined to surface. A child screaming, calling for somebody…
" No…" He whispered helplessly, as the images from his past rose up, refusing to be pushed down again. (Poor Hisoka ;-;) Running his hands through his hair, he shut his eyes tightly, fighting the urge to be sick. 'It's not fair, it's not fair, it's not…'
" Hey, Hisoka! Tatsumi says you can come with me!" Tsuzuki came running up, grinning. Hisoka glanced up at him.
" It's not fair." He whispered quietly. Tsuzuki blinked.
" What was that Hisoka? I couldn't hear you. You have to talk louder than whispering you know." He rolled his eyes, standing and brushing himself off.
" I said, that's good. At least I don't have to act out a cheesy espionage plan that Watari would probably come up with." Tsuzuki nodded, grinning again. 'How is he always so happy?'
" Ne, ne, come on Hisoka! It's time to go!" With that, Tsuzuki grabbed Hisoka's hand and pulled him, quite literally, across the grounds. Thankful that Tsuzuki was in front of him, Hisoka fought against a faint blush at the contact. 'Urg…why does this have to be so complicated?'
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Hisoka sighed, tugging at the school uniform. 'Figures,' he grumbled darkly to himself.
" Hi~so~ka! Hurry up, don't want to be late!!" He groaned as Tsuzuki jogged up, smiling happily. 'So, this is Yotsubadai High School…' He peered up at the ancient building as they approached the front doors. It was built modeled after early Victorian-style houses, which was odd enough. Red stone rose high into the air, and white granite steps led the way to the whitewashed doors with stained-glass windows. A blast of cool air hit them as soon as they entered the building, providing slight relief from the heat of Odaiba. Soon Tsuzuki was chuckling and nudging him in the side as they walked down the halls. The female population was busy whispering and giggling to one another, with pointed glances directed towards him. 'Oh, if they only knew…' he had to suppress a quick grin at the thought.
Suppressing a yawn, Hisoka resisted the urge to tip his desk chair back as he listened to Tsuzuki drone on about the history of Odaiba. 'I don't see what the point is…I learned all of this stuff when I was still alive.' The books that the maid had brought down to the cellar he spent his life in had provided him with both the need for knowledge and the means to do so. So, instead of listening to him, Hisoka allowed his mind to wander to the case that they were here to investigate. '12 murders…all of which were girls from this school…all of them ripped to shreds, as if a wild animal had attacked them.' He frowned slightly, opening one eye to check up on Tsuzuki. He was still happily babbling away. 'And suspicions of Muraki being behind them…I wouldn't put it past him.' He risked a quick glance at his wrist, pulling back the long sleeves of the uniform. Nothing was showing. 'I don't know whether that's a good thing, or a bad thing,' he mused.
" So Hisoka, do you have any idea what I just asked you?" Tsuzuki's voice drifted to him, and Hisoka blinked, his face very very close to Hisoka's own. Hisoka opened his mouth to speak, and the bell rang. Smirking, he picked up his books as the rest of the class giggled. Tsuzuki just shook his head, trying to hide a grin.
" Saved by the bell, hey Hisoka?" Hisoka allowed a quick grin in response. His next period was a self-study, and Tsuzuki had a prep, so Hisoka leaned against the larger desk at the front while Tsuzuki chose to sit on a students desk.
" So, what were you thinking while ignoring my lessons?" Hisoka shrugged, raking a hand through his hair, resisting the urge to try and tuck some behind his ears.
" The case." The older shinigami pouted.
" All work and no play makes Hisoka a dull boy. Didn't you see…or hear…all those girls? Huh, huh?" Tsuzuki was grinning again. Hisoka frowned.
" Baka." The puppy ears dropped, and the tail stopped wagging. Hisoka sighed, glancing out the window. There was a group of girls standing around talking, giggling and glancing at a group of boys not far away from them. 'Figures.'
" Anyway, we know that Muraki is probably behind all of it, right? I mean, it's not like somebody would have a dog big enough to cause those bite marks. My guess is one of his monsters." Tsuzuki nodded, all of a sudden serious.
" Yeah. It's probably Muraki. And if we know him, he's probably 'working' at the nearest hospital or something like that." Hisoka nodded his head, closing his eyes. This time, he WOULD kill Muraki. 'Or at least get him to remove the idiotic curse….I think…'
" Urg." Hisoka rubbed his forehead.
" You ok Hisoka?" Tsuzuki was there in an instant, hand pressed against his forehead. Startled, Hisoka leaned back and promptly fell out of his chair.
" Baka." Now his headache was going to get worse….Hisoka concentrated on getting himself out of the tangle of his chair and desk.
" Ah, gomen 'Soka-chan!" Hisoka growled.
" Don't call me that." He stood, brushing himself off. 'Always getting into trouble…and more concerned with teaching a stupid class a stupid lesson than finding Muraki…'
" Let's just get ready for after school. We have to find Muraki before it's too late."
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Muraki chuckled, leaning back in his chair. He felt Tsuzuki's presence, as well as the boys.
" You had better hurry, young Hisoka. Because this time, my little trap isn't set for the older…and prettier…shinigami, no. This time, boy, it's designed especially for you. I hope you appreciate the time it took to perfect it…" Allowing himself a smirk, Muraki looked out the window of his rented apartment, into the night. More specifically, he looked at the sixteen year old male that was wandering around in the darkness, trying to organize his thoughts for the upcoming days ahead. 'Little does he know,' Murkai thought joyfully. 'Little does he know.'
AN: Me again! I know this is short, it's kinda just me sending out a feeler to see if anybody wants me to continue with this…let me know with reviews, and more shall follow!