Lovely Ice

Chapter One: Imperfection

By: yukie-chan

* I'm really sorry for the late update! I was kinda busy updating my other ynm fics! Apologies to all those who read this! And I'm so happy, a lot of people reviewed! Domo arigatou!

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"Eh? A case? But I'm on vacation tomorrow!," an oversized puppy pouted.

"Then, you'll have to cancel it."

"But--"

"No buts. I'm going to have to decrease you salary by 10% for your complacency."

Asato Tsuzuki face faulted, "Uso."

The secretary, a famous kage, Seiichirou Tatsumi, walked over to the door in a straight pace, "Watari-san will discuss the fieldwork while, the case folders are on your table. Dismissed." The busy figure then, left the room, leaving a rebellious puppy and a confused scientist behind.

The blond bishounen scratched his head in confusion, "Ne, Tsuzuki, I don't think this case will be an easy one."

"W~a~i~! Why do I always have pure bad luck?" Tsuzuki whined, completely oblivious of his companion's remark.

Then, after ten minutes of rebelling and confusion, Yukata Watari spoke again, "I * really * don't get it! Why would he murder prostitutes? What's his purpose?"

The amethyst-eyed man looked over to him, wondering if he heard him right, "Prostitutes?"

"Apparently, yes."

"But why? It's not like you can get anything from them," Tsuzuki questioned.

Watari turned the page and replied, "Well, I don't really know. But autopsy results show that they were beaten and..raped."

"Raped?," he asked again. This case was really getting on his nerves. Yeah, it's odd to target prostitutes but rape them? That was out of the question. They work for money, right? They earn it by having momentary pleasure they don't even know. So, why the hell would they be raped if they engage in sexual activities every now and then?

The scientist ran his hand across his forehead, brushing away the strands of offending blond locks, "Yes. The results show injuries of resistance and violent sexual advances on the body. And, probably, after the rape, the rapist beat them to death as the fatal injuries on their bodies show and then, tied their bodies at a stake..odd, aren't it?"

Dark brows furrowed as a weary hand rested on his temple, as if thinking, "Yeah, but..I can't help thinking that we're missing something..is that all?"

Watari scanned the files once again and added, "Uhm, according to the police, they all worked at the same area under the same brothel." He then, turned the page once again, searching for a clue that would satisfy his friend, "Well, there is another thing common with all the prostitutes in the area, but not in our victims."

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Normally, prostitutes were drugged before having sex, so as to lessen their resistance but the victims weren't," he stopped, not being able to add anything more. "That's all."

"They were drugged..," the clue made the chocolate-haired man even more confused than ever. But one thing crossed his mind, "Ne, Watari, you don't think that they were forced, do you?"

"Eh?"

"Well, I mean, why would they be drugged if they agreed to do it willingly? They ARE prostitutes, after all."

"Well, you got a point there, Tsuzuki," he adjusted his glasses a bit and continued, "You may be right but the only thing we can do now is..to undercover."

"Eh? Nanda?" This was certainly not good. Watari didn't mean to imply that he had to undercover as a whore, did he? Obviously, he was always the one to do the field work because if something happened, he can take care of himself. But this one was different! Tsuzuki's dignity was on the line! He couldn't just do it!

"Oi, Watari, you don't mean.."

His friend just chuckled, sensing his partner's misunderstanding, "No! of course not! You'll act as a hot waiter in the bar inside the brothel..is that good enough for you?"

Tsuzuki beamed at this, impersonating as a waiter wasn't bad at all! At least it's better than the other!

Or so, that was what he thought...

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Asato Tsuzuki never thought what a brothel really was until now..

Prostitutes were seducing everyone they could see, doing things that was never allowed to be done in a bar. Prostitutes of all forms were all around: men, women, gays, lesbians even teenagers. He couldn't even put himself to believe why would anyone want a bar inside a brothel.

Speaking of his job, it was very easy. All he had to do was bring the food up to the tables or sometimes, rooms were people were having the time of their lives. But it wasn't at all easy, it was too darn hard to ignore the moans and the sexual aura everywhere he went. Tables, rooms, bathroom, dance floor, you name it.

"Oi, Asato, quit fooling around and get this tray of wine and food up on room 48," a tanned yet handsome man which was known as Eiji, ordered him.

"Hai! Gome..," Tsuzuki apologized for the tenth time that night.

The man handed him the tray and assured, "Don't worry, I was kinda like you when I first started. BUT if you do another stupid mistake, I'll make you mop this whole bar. Get it?"

"Hai."

Before Eiji turned his back he said, "Another thing, the room's located on the east wing, last room." Then, headed back to his work.

/ Room 48, east wing, last room. Ok, get to work, Asato./, he mentally reminded himself. He went up the stairs, walked to the left, took the elevator and walked unto the very last door.

"Well, this is it," he mumbled as he pushed the door open.

Inside was a very beautiful young boy, clad only in the blue silken sheets and he looked absolutely, beautiful. He was resting his head on hid arms and sleeping. Never in his life had he saw anyone THIS lovely. Wheat hair, pink lips, and a sexy body any man would die for.

It almost seemed like a sin to be looking at the lovely angel.

Wait, an angel? What was he doing in a house of sin? With only the blue silk blanket covering him, it was obvious that he was a..prostitute.

While Tsuzuki was still figuring the situation out, he didn't notice the beautiful boy stir and walked up to him.

Tsuzuki could've jumped in surprise as the youth gently caressed his face, "You're next, aren't you? I'm sorry to keep you waiting.."

Then, reality struck the shinigami, the boy was drugged and thought that he was..a customer..

TBC

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Well, that was it! Did you like it? I know Hisoka is being OOC in this chapter but it was because he was drugged. His true nature will be revealed next chapter. And also, Muraki will be showing up, I think. I'll try to update much sooner.

I apologize for any mistakes in the typing of this fic. It's already 2am here in my dormitory and I am freakin' lazy to type this tomorrow. I'm really sleepy and I don't think my brain's still thinking straight. And sorry for the short chapter. Apologies.

P.S. Anyone out there who wants to beta my fic? And, uh, thanks for reading and for all the kind reviews. Oyasumi.