"Hisoka! I'm home…" Tsuzuki called out cheerfully as he entered the apartment he shared with his partner. Shutting the door behind himself, he took off his shoes and stepped into his slippers, lazily tossing his coat on the couch as he passed it by and shuffled off towards the bedroom.

            "Hisoka…" There was no answer from the blond, which was odd seeing that he was almost always at home reading a book or some such after work. Still, Tsuzuki thought nothing of it as he headed into the bedroom to relax…only to be confronted by a sea of roses. The room absolutely overflowed with roses. Everywhere he looked…, his bed, the chairs, on top of the dresser and television, blanketing the floor…the only thing untouched was Hisoka's bed on the opposite side of the room.

            "'Soka…" Tsuzuki let the whisper fall from his lips as he marveled at the sight. Roses of every size, shape, and color covered the room so thickly that Tsuzuki could hardly move without brushing lavender, stepping on red, or upsetting a bouquet of white or yellow. The grin on his face bloomed into a full on smile as his mind began to work out the meaning of all this.

* 'Hisoka must have gotten me all these roses!' * he mentally squealed to himself.

     * 'But…why? Valentine's Day is long gone, and he wouldn't be caught dead giving me a valentine, especially not after I made him eat that homemade chocolate. My birthday already passed and he gave me a gift for that occasion. Maybe he…no! No, no, no!! He wouldn't! Would he? Could he? Is Hisoka in love with me?!' *

"He loves me!!" Tsuzuki giggled out loud, sending out sunbeams with his smile. Practically sprouting a wagging tail, the man began swimming through the flowers, counting and memorizing the numbers with a Tatsumi-like accuracy. Many, many moments later his mathematical endeavor was finished.

"Kami-sama…so many bouquets…one million roses total! It must have cost a small fortune!" Being as gentle with the flowers as possible, he cleared off a space on the bed and sat down.

* 'How could he have done this? Hisoka could never afford such a thing…Tatsumi? No…he would never spend so much money.' * A horrible thought crossed Tsuzuki's mind as he cringed.

* 'Hakushaku-sama? Eww…I hope not. But…who?' * The gears in his head went into overdrive as he continued puzzling over it, absently toying with a simple dozen rose bouquet that had been placed on his pillow. It was when he picked up the bouquet and looked at the flowers a bit closer that the obvious hit him head on.

"Red queens…" he murmured.

~ 'They suit you…' ~

~ 'Tsuzuki-san…one day I will come to see you bearing a million roses…' ~

"No…please no…no!" Tsuzuki sent the bouquet flying across the room as his body shot up from the bed realizing he was in danger.

"Not again…leave me alone! Where are you, you monster?!"

"My, my…I thought you would never catch on, koibito…"

Instinctively, Tsuzuki whirled around to face the voice, only to find his arms trapped in a strong grip as he looked upon the white clad angel, Lucifer in his own right, and snarled his divinely cursed name,

            "Muraki…"