Author: Supreme Overlord Erin-chan
Rating: G. Anything else is in your dirty little minds.
Disclaimer: Matsushita-sensei is too smart to do things like this to her own characters...which means they're not mine. Sigh.
Notes: Credit for the idea behind this one goes to a great many fanfic authors. Remind me that whenever I'm running low on ideas, I just need to join a chat room.
Pairings: Ghuh, this is a hard one. Uhm, well it's Tsuzuki x Hisoka, but Tatsumi is...uh...cleaning Hisoka?...oh, just read it already.
Warnings for: Red herrings, Hisoka being victimized.
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Tatsumi looked up as the door to the break room opened and his jaw dropped.
"Kurosaki-kun...what happened!?"
"Tsuzuki blew his load on me...or can't you tell?" Hisoka sulked, his eyes squeezed shut as he groped around randomly looking for a towel.
"Hold still," Tatsumi said, getting up. He picked up a nearby cloth and started wiping at the sticky mess on Hisoka's face.
"How did this happen?" Tatsumi asked as he tried to get the muck off the pale skin—which was proving more difficult than he would have thought.
"Well he was...you know...I told him he really shouldn't do that in the office, but I guess I got too close when I was talking to him, because it just burst all over me..."
"I see."
"It even went in my mouth—YUCK. I didn't mean for that to happen. I'll make note to stand a long way back from him and keep my mouth shut if I ever catch him at it again."
"You didn't swallow any, did you?" Tatsumi asked, concerned, "It will probably make you sick if you did."
"I don't want to know how you know that," Hisoka replied, repressing the urge to gag. "But no, I didn't swallow any. I spat it out."
"Smart move."
"It was disgusting."
"I know."
"Again, I really don't want to know how."
"I've gotten most of it off," Tatsumi said finally, "I think you may want to go have a shower when you go home, though."
"I'll do that. Hey, Tatsumi-san?"
"Yes?"
"Could you talk to Tsuzuki about doing that in the office? I mean, it's really distracting...and not really appropriate, either."
Tatsumi sighed and adjusted his glasses.
"I've tried talking to him about it, believe me. But you know what he's like."
"But he'll listen to you."
"Not really," Tatsumi smiled, "he's contrary that way."
"But honestly," Hisoka grumbled, "What kind of person chews bubblegum all day?"
"It's better than him sucking on lollypops," Tatsumi shrugged. Hisoka gave the secretary a look, then decided that he really didn't need to know why.
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What were you thinking? Go chew on something, you dirty YnM fans!