Disclaimers: Yami No Matsuei is not mine; I do not have the fortune to buy them from the copyright owners or the stamina to fight all the other fans that want to own them.

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Watari had no nightmares for the simple fact that he didn't sleep at all.

003 was perched on Ken-kun giving Watari's latest invention a thorough inspection.

The scientist was too busy too play. He was working on the blood analysis that Tatsumi ordered.

He had finished identifying the blood.

It was Tsuzuki's blood.

003 pecked him.

"I'll find him." Watari declared.

003 seemed to say that there was no doubt about that.

He turned his eyes to the screen again, with a look of determination. He still had work to do. There was something not quite right about the results.

It was Tsuzuki's blood. He was sure of that but there was something else.

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Tsuzuki was lost in the asylum.

He knew that Muraki could return at any moment, but he had to find his partner. He felt drawn to the basement. He found himself in a secret laboratory. It seemed familiar somehow but also different.

There was a pair of special chairs in the middle of the room, facing each other. They were like first class airplane seats. They would have looked very comfortable if it weren't for the thick metal clamps for the neck, waist, wrist and ankles.

There were a lot of sophisticated looking computer terminals.

He found a disk with his name on it.

He was think what it could mean, and the answer came, as an arm came across his shoulders and another arm encircled his waist. He was spooned against Muraki.

This was Muraki's laboratory!

The captive didn't even have time to breathe, as the doctor suddenly turned him around and drank deeply on his spiritual power.

"I didn't know you were so eager to get here Tsuzuki-san." Muraki whispered with a smile as he breathed in Tsuzuki's scent.

"Where are they?!? Where is Hisoka?!" The shinigami asked numbly as his migraine returned with crippling intensity. His vision began to sway... all he could see was white.

Muraki smiled in good humor, "Don't you know? In Meifu."

"What-?" He gasped and quietly muttered to himself. "That's a lie. They wouldn't leave me behind. Would they? Not with him?"

Muraki creased an eyebrow and then laughed. "Ah! Tsuzuki-san... you know I'm not lying."

Tsuzuki gulped. He knew with this empathic touch he knew. Hisoka had been rescued hours ago and just now Muraki came from -

"You hurt them! You hurt Tatsumi!" He whispered with revulsion, even as his head rolled to the side, and his knees gave from under him.

"My... my... your powers are growing..." Muraki said appreciatively, as he held his prize more possessively keeping Tsuzuki from sinking to the floor.

Tsuzuki felt his head was going to explode. "I don't belong here! Let me go!" He cried desperately but he couldn't even lift a finger to defend himself. He was frustrated at his physical weakness in a madman's arms. 'Somebody! Please help me!'

"Your so tense..." Muraki laid Tsuzuki on the chair, where the doctor decided to make his patient more 'comfortable' before starting with the 'treatment'.

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"It is written with Tsuzuki's blood."

Kanoe listened intently to the scientist's report.

Watari didn't know that someone else was listening on his report. Someone who knew that Watari would not be able to discover that 'anomaly' as long as he was using equipment approved by Enma. No results were accepted unless it was conducted with the specified equipment. The systems were designed by a genius, who unfortunately was never going to get recognized for his brilliant work, classified as it was.

"I think Bon could get more clues with his empathic abilities but this was intentionally left behind by Muraki so it could be a trap."

"Would Kurosaki-kun be up to it?" Kanoe wasn't ruling that option out, but he had to weigh the risks.

"Physically he should be fine. What he really needs is to know that Tsuzuki is safe... or at least some reassurance that he is doing all he can for Tsuzuki."

"And Tatsumi?"

"Pretty much the same way."

"I want you to check that asylum again, get help from the security section if you have too."

Watari knew how Kanoe disliked the other kacho in charge of the security section. 'He is really taking this seriously.' He told himself as he walked out of Kanoe's office.

"Tsuzuki hold on we are coming."

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tbc

Hold on I am working on the next chapter.

03-10-04