Orchid Green 2
'Et tu, Tatsumi?'
By Dr. Mwaahaha
I quietly open the door, and peek outside. I didn't sense Watari anywhere, but I could never be too certain.
For the past ten minutes, I had been running around trying to stay away from him. Finally, I ended up hiding in this closet.
The coast looks clear. I step outside.
Where can I hide out the rest of the day? I don't want to go home, because I won't get any work done. I can't go to my office, because Watari would be there. Perhaps I could go to Tatsumi's office.
His office is just around the corner, and even if Watari did come in, he'd be able to make Watari go back to work.
It's not that I needed protection. It was Watari, himself, that told everybody about my skill as a martial artist. It's just that I don't want to beat Watari to a pulp to make him stop chasing me!
"Boooonnnnn!" Watari's voice makes me flinch.
I'm making a run for Tatsumi's office.
"You can't hide from me forever!"
It's amazing how fast a person can travel when fear is involved.
I slam Tatsumi's door behind me, and I try to catch my breath.
"Kurosaki-kun? Are you all right?" I hear Tatsumi's voice.
"I...it's...Watari," I manage to tell him.
"Is he trying to make you try another one of his concoctions?" Tatsumi asked.
"No. This is much much worse," I lock the door. I hear people murmuring outside, trying to figure out what the hell happened to me.
"...Please sit down and tell me what the problem is," Tatsumi offers.
Grateful, I sit down on a chair, and I put my report on Tatsumi's desk.
I focus on the carpet and blush. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Tatsumi waiting patiently.
"Watarilikesme," I spit out.
"Come again?" Tatsumi asked.
I look at him, and Tatsumi rears back into his chair.
"Watari. Likes. Me," I accent each word.
Tatsumi stands up quickly. I jump.
"Well. That's not a very good thing is it?" Tatsumi moves around his desk and takes a step toward me.
I instinctively stand up and move away.
"Ta-ta-tatsumi-san?" Oh God, Tatsumi's emotions feel all too familiar.
"Let's not be so formal, call me Seiichirou."
I inch back towards the door.
"Tatsumi, I should really get back to work, or else we might end up losing money," I come up with an excuse. I turn around to run out.
I find myself staring at a wall.
A dark wall...
Shadows.
I spin around to find Tatsumi in front of me.
"No one will bother us, so you can just relax."
Like hell I am.
Tatsumi placed his hands on the wall, locking me between him and the shadows. Shadows pin me to the wall as I try to escape. Tatsumi starts to place kisses on my neck.
"Yamette!!" I yell out, panicked.
I hear someone banging on the door.
CRASH! The door's gone now.
Tatsumi stops, but doesn't let go of me. On the plus side, I notice that the shadows behind me have disappeared.
I look at the entrance to greet my savior.
"Booonnnn!" Watari looks at me, and then shoots an angry glare at Tatsumi. "Let him go, he's MINE!"
Tatsumi gives Watari a deadly look, " I don't think so." Tatsumi lets go of me and walks up to Watari. Watari doesn't back up.
As interesting as all of this is, I'm more interested in survival. In the midst of their challenge, I slip through the door.
A group had gathered outside, I looked at them, and started to run off.
"Hisoka!!!!! Have I ever told you how much I love you!"
"Hisoka! You're so beautiful!"
"I love you more!"
"Come over to MY place, and I'll guarantee that you'll have fun!"
The crowd calling to me chilled me to my bones.
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What the hell is going on? This whole situation has led me to hide up on a cherry blossom tree, definitely not my favorite place.
If this is some kind of practical joke, it is NOT funny at all. Wait, it can't be a joke, because I can feel the emotion that everybody is projecting. There has to be a logical explanation as to why everybody keeps hitting on me. I just have to think about any similarities.
I sit up fast on the tree branch, and close my eyes. Oh my god.
\\\ I turn to look at Watari. Watari looks at me, and draws in a quick breath. "Watari, are you feeling all right?"\\\
\\\ I look at him, and Tatsumi rears back into his chair.\\\
My eyes! It was that stupid orchid! The flower's spray is an aphrodisiac. So anybody that looks into my eyes will be obsessed with me.
That means that I have to find an antidote. Watari is out of the question. Tatsumi won't help me either. Neither will the HUGE group gathered outside his office. I sulk my head in defeat.
Tsuzuki is the only person left that can help me. Now I just need to get his help without having him come after me. This is going to be harder said than done.
^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^
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Mindless Chattah (Said in a Mojo Jojo voice.)
Will Hisoka be able to hide from his co-workers? Will Hisoka shine those beautiful eyes at Tsuzuki? It would make my fanfic quite amusing. 0_0 What to do when the most powerful shinigami is after you? In case you were wondering, this fanfic will eventually be a Tsuzuki/Hisoka fic.
Disclaimer:
Yami no Matsuei belongs to Yohko Matsushita and Hana to Yume Comics, but mainly to Yohko Matsushita, because she created it. This fanfic belongs to me, and any attempt to copy it will make me mad and bloodthirsty. 0_0 ::Doctor slips secret potion into drink::
I quietly open the door, and peek outside. I didn't sense Watari anywhere, but I could never be too certain.
For the past ten minutes, I had been running around trying to stay away from him. Finally, I ended up hiding in this closet.
The coast looks clear. I step outside.
Where can I hide out the rest of the day? I don't want to go home, because I won't get any work done. I can't go to my office, because Watari would be there. Perhaps I could go to Tatsumi's office.
His office is just around the corner, and even if Watari did come in, he'd be able to make Watari go back to work.
It's not that I needed protection. It was Watari, himself, that told everybody about my skill as a martial artist. It's just that I don't want to beat Watari to a pulp to make him stop chasing me!
"Boooonnnnn!" Watari's voice makes me flinch.
I'm making a run for Tatsumi's office.
"You can't hide from me forever!"
It's amazing how fast a person can travel when fear is involved.
I slam Tatsumi's door behind me, and I try to catch my breath.
"Kurosaki-kun? Are you all right?" I hear Tatsumi's voice.
"I...it's...Watari," I manage to tell him.
"Is he trying to make you try another one of his concoctions?" Tatsumi asked.
"No. This is much much worse," I lock the door. I hear people murmuring outside, trying to figure out what the hell happened to me.
"...Please sit down and tell me what the problem is," Tatsumi offers.
Grateful, I sit down on a chair, and I put my report on Tatsumi's desk.
I focus on the carpet and blush. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Tatsumi waiting patiently.
"Watarilikesme," I spit out.
"Come again?" Tatsumi asked.
I look at him, and Tatsumi rears back into his chair.
"Watari. Likes. Me," I accent each word.
Tatsumi stands up quickly. I jump.
"Well. That's not a very good thing is it?" Tatsumi moves around his desk and takes a step toward me.
I instinctively stand up and move away.
"Ta-ta-tatsumi-san?" Oh God, Tatsumi's emotions feel all too familiar.
"Let's not be so formal, call me Seiichirou."
I inch back towards the door.
"Tatsumi, I should really get back to work, or else we might end up losing money," I come up with an excuse. I turn around to run out.
I find myself staring at a wall.
A dark wall...
Shadows.
I spin around to find Tatsumi in front of me.
"No one will bother us, so you can just relax."
Like hell I am.
Tatsumi placed his hands on the wall, locking me between him and the shadows. Shadows pin me to the wall as I try to escape. Tatsumi starts to place kisses on my neck.
"Yamette!!" I yell out, panicked.
I hear someone banging on the door.
CRASH! The door's gone now.
Tatsumi stops, but doesn't let go of me. On the plus side, I notice that the shadows behind me have disappeared.
I look at the entrance to greet my savior.
"Booonnnn!" Watari looks at me, and then shoots an angry glare at Tatsumi. "Let him go, he's MINE!"
Tatsumi gives Watari a deadly look, " I don't think so." Tatsumi lets go of me and walks up to Watari. Watari doesn't back up.
As interesting as all of this is, I'm more interested in survival. In the midst of their challenge, I slip through the door.
A group had gathered outside, I looked at them, and started to run off.
"Hisoka!!!!! Have I ever told you how much I love you!"
"Hisoka! You're so beautiful!"
"I love you more!"
"Come over to MY place, and I'll guarantee that you'll have fun!"
The crowd calling to me chilled me to my bones.
^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^
^_^ ^_^
What the hell is going on? This whole situation has led me to hide up on a cherry blossom tree, definitely not my favorite place.
If this is some kind of practical joke, it is NOT funny at all. Wait, it can't be a joke, because I can feel the emotion that everybody is projecting. There has to be a logical explanation as to why everybody keeps hitting on me. I just have to think about any similarities.
I sit up fast on the tree branch, and close my eyes. Oh my god.
\\\ I turn to look at Watari. Watari looks at me, and draws in a quick breath. "Watari, are you feeling all right?"\\\
\\\ I look at him, and Tatsumi rears back into his chair.\\\
My eyes! It was that stupid orchid! The flower's spray is an aphrodisiac. So anybody that looks into my eyes will be obsessed with me.
That means that I have to find an antidote. Watari is out of the question. Tatsumi won't help me either. Neither will the HUGE group gathered outside his office. I sulk my head in defeat.
Tsuzuki is the only person left that can help me. Now I just need to get his help without having him come after me. This is going to be harder said than done.
^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^
^_^ ^_^
Mindless Chattah (Said in a Mojo Jojo voice.)
Will Hisoka be able to hide from his co-workers? Will Hisoka shine those beautiful eyes at Tsuzuki? It would make my fanfic quite amusing. 0_0 What to do when the most powerful shinigami is after you? In case you were wondering, this fanfic will eventually be a Tsuzuki/Hisoka fic.
Disclaimer:
Yami no Matsuei belongs to Yohko Matsushita and Hana to Yume Comics, but mainly to Yohko Matsushita, because she created it. This fanfic belongs to me, and any attempt to copy it will make me mad and bloodthirsty. 0_0 ::Doctor slips secret potion into drink::