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First try on Yami No ... Rated R for further chapters....

Jealousy

Chapter 0: "!" (Warning)

What is jealousy?
It's a moment when love and hate collide
And all you want to do is to own
To bind ….
To be bound….

He eyed the sky with curious eyes. There was a big round shape of red behind the misty clouds. How wonderful the red color against the blackness of heavens seemed. He curled a smile on his thin lips. It was a good evening to hunt. He could feel his senses build up as the clouds moved apart to reveal the crimson moon.

"Come, my beloved…." He hissed, "The night is beautiful."

He played his fingers along silky black hair and it ended upon the tips, falling through and traced the shape of a small figure clutched in his arms. Glazed alabaster surface filled his fingertips with softness. A pair of amethyst eyes looked up to meet his. How beautiful were those gemstones, dominating the pale empty face of the doll and how they looked like the ones he longed for. How he wanted to have them!

Amethyst eyes…. How he wanted to see them crying blood….



"Chotto matte!" Hisoka hastened his feet to level his partner. He's far worse than a five year old on a play ground, he thought to himself. Nevertheless he couldn't stop a faint smile growing on his lips to see the powerful shinigami stop at a cotton candy stall. "Childish!" he grumbled between his curled lips.

"Here you go!" A shape of fluffy pinky cotton candy on a red-white wand suddenly popped up before his green eyes.

"Aa?" He took the wand to his hand, too surprised to even thank Tsuzuki.

"It's a magic wand," the taller man said as he took a bite on his own cotton candy, "It's capable of making a burdened heart lighter." He wiped his nose to clean his nose from the sticking candy.

Tsuzuki and cotton candy were not visually matching. A 26 year old man, wrapped in black trench coat. Not to mention that he was a powerful shinigami who mastered 12 most powerful shikigami from Gensoukai. But what was in front of the boy was a pair of childlike eyes that seemed as if it was his first cotton candy. Beautiful, yet vulnerable.

Hisoka took a small bite of the fluffy candy and soon a taste of sweetness melted inside his mouth. "Sweet," he said, a foolish exclamation because he knew that cotton candy was made from sugar, and sugar tasted sweet. It was amazing that somehow the cotton candy cheered him up a bit after his last mission. Killing was a part of their job. And though it only meant to lead the soul into a better place, it was killing anyway. His heart still held the old human rules, killing equals sin.

He snapped from his musings as he felt fingers running on his cheek. Tsuzuki was standing right in front of him with only a half eaten cotton candy to separate them. He wiped the boy's cheek and took his hand to his mouth. "Here, you forgot to eat them," he said as he traced to Hisoka's lips. Those fingers stayed there without asking permission to enter.

Hisoka felt his lips parted and he licked the fingers. They tasted sugary sweet.

"Thanks."



How do you lure an ant into a trap?
Pour some sugar and it would walk straight into it.



Muraki watched the scene from a far. That little boy was always on his way. No matter how hard he tried, he was never able to attract Tsuzuki's eyes to him. You like him too much …. No…. You love him too much…. His hands clenched into fist.

Be careful, lest you suffer for the loss of your loved one… as I lost mine… you…. He turned his heels and walked away from his place.



The red shade on the moon faded away into silvery white.