7.22.03

Ok forgive me if this is a bit jumbly…I was doing this at 11:30 at night so don't blame me if it sounds like some LSD trip… "…an' then Hisoka goes 'wow far out man!' and Tsuzuki goes 'yo that bitch'n like the flap basta kick ma' can dawg!' and then they make out in a crazy orgy that I'll just describe as 'bob'…that's an adjective right? Yeah….oh god I'm so damn tired…"

Chapter 3.

The halls of Hijiri's school seemed like a never ending maze to Hisoka, students passed him and gave him the typical stare that the new kids always get, after playing the part for a few cases he had gotten used to it. However he thought that all the alien looks would eventually cause a real transfer student to go postal or something.

As he continued down the hallway he could soon hear the familiar voice of Tsuzuki's in the distance, however it was conversing with another voice, a medium-low woman's voice, the type that would be good for phone sex.

"Hey! Hisoka! Its bout' time." Tsuzuki said as Hisoka closed the distance between them.

"Hi…who's this?" Hisoka said getting to the point.

"Oh, Hisoka, this is-"

"I'm Asai Oki. Konoe called me over from Okinawa I'm here to help you out in this particular case, they said they needed a shinigami with a professional medical background, given this particular case and all…" Asai said.

Each of Asai's words for some reason burned into Hisoka's consciousness. It wasn't so much as the contents of what she had said but the sound of her voice saying it. He flinched and tried to shake the woman's rich voice out of his head.

"What about Watari?"

"Watari is more of a technical scientist rather than a physician," Tsuzuki informed him, "plus I really don't think switching the students' genders would do much in our case." He laughed at the thought.

"Oh well, nice to meet you." He said unsurely and extended a hand out to Asai but she did not return the gesture. She instead gave a slight smile and said "I'm very pleased to meet you. Anyways, I need to get down to the nurse's office and get to work. I'll see you around." She then abruptly turned and began down the hallway.

"What a rude woman…" Hisoka said as soon as he was out of her hearing range.

"What?" Tsuzuki said.

"She didn't even shake my hand."

"Asai seems to be a perfectly fine person to me."

"But didn't you see her? She deliberately avoided-"

"Well," Tsuzuki said cutting the boy off "I don't think you should be expecting too much from anyone when you act so rude yourself." He folded his arms across his waist and watched the woman turn into the nurse's office, his face was a little annoyed.

"Since when did you become guru on proper etiquette? You eat like a pig."

Tsuzuki's face turned from annoyance to anger, "What is with you lately?" Something inside of Hisoka felt a very big "Uh-oh", he knew where this was going to lead and everything about the situation to follow told him to walk away. But before he could go anywhere he was grabbed by the arms and pressed up against the wall. As soon as those hands met his arms, his barrier went up, he knew what it felt like when Tsuzuki was mad and he didn't want to feel it again.

"I know there is something wrong, Hisoka." Tsuzuki said as he made emerald eyes meet his amethyst. Hisoka tried to break the gaze by turning his head but Tsuzuki was determined to keep his upset eyes on Hisoka's. Empathy didn't have to tell him that Tsuzuki was mad he could see it clearly.

"Nothing is wrong." Hisoka stated firmly.

"What are you talking about? You think that neglecting people isn't wrong?"

"I'm not neglecting anyone…" His voice was beginning to soften

"I just don't understand you! Damn it, Hisoka! Why are you so distant? Are you sick? Has something happened? Are you having problems with your empathy?"

It made him sick really, Tsuzuki that is. Despite all his anger the only thing that was really concerning him was Hisoka and his well being. Tsuzuki was like a child, he was almost one hundred years old and yet his way of thinking lacked the cynicism and bitterness that most old folks had. The grip on his arms became more firm, Tsuzuki was fighting the urge to shake the life out of the boy. His thoughts were forcing their way into Hisoka and his barrier was beginning to crack under the pressure of Tsuzuki's mind and his own, "WHATS WRONG WITH ME? SAY SOMETHING TO HIM! TELL HIM THAT…" Hisoka's mind screamed but his thoughts were now being interrupted by a barrage of feelings, pain, anger, sadness, sympathy, confusion; the list seemed to go on forever.

"I…" Hisoka began but his vision was beginning to blur and nausea was starting to take control. Tsuzuki's grip loosened as he realized that the empath was becoming noticeably slack against the wall. He then took his hands off him and backed away, his purple eyes became sad and extremely hurt as he looked to the floor.

"I wish you would just talk to me again," All the force that was once in Tsuzuki's voice a few moments ago was gone now, and all that was left was a soft melancholy tone emanating from his throat, "all I want is for you to acknowledge me …you don't even have to have a conversation with me or anything, just let me know that you're ok. As long as I know that, I can rest easy…I-"

"Oh my God! Someone, help us, please!" A voice cried from down the hall. Tsuzuki popped his head up to see a group of students running down the hallway.

"Hey, Mister!" Two boys were running down the hall propping a third one up in the middle, they ran up to Tsuzuki and rested the body against the wall. The boy was clutching at his chest struggling to breathe but it was no use.

"You have to help us we need to get him to the nurse!" One of the boys said through heaving gasps. With out a second thought Tsuzuki heaved the ailing student onto his back and ran down to meet Asai who was standing out side the door, alarmed by all the shouting, Hisoka collected himself and followed.

Tsuzuki gently laid the struggling boy onto one of the cots in the nurse's office he continued to clutch his chest and flailed around in the process.

"Hey, kid calm down, we're going to try to help you.

He brushed aside black hair to see pleading wide green eyes staring back at him. He stared at the boy's one eye which the cornea was like that of a cat's, or rather a demon's.

"Hijiri…" He whispered.

TBC...

Tell me what you think please...Shall I continue?