YAY! You all learn our mystery boyfriend this chapter!
Enjoy!
Oh, and gomen for not updating sooner, school stuff ya know?
"Tatsumi-san! Tatsumi-san!" Wakaba jogged down the mathematics wing, turning toward Tatsumi's classroom. "Tatsumi-san!" She skidded to a halt in front of his door and stumbled inside. "Tatsumi-san!"
"Wakaba-san, what is it?" Tatsumi glanced up briefly from his papers at her. "Are you OK?"
"I'm fine." She told him. "Hisoka-kun and Tsuzuki-chan are missing!"
"Missing?" Tatsumi gasped.
Wakaba nodded. "Nobody has seen either of them since Saturday."
"Since Saturday? But it's Monday!" Tatsumi shouted.
Wakaba nodded. "I know!"
"Have you asked everyone?" Tatsumi asked as he stood from his desk.
Wakaba shook her head. "Not everyone. Saya and Yuma say they haven't seen them since dinner on Friday; Watari-san says he saw Tsuzuki-chan on Saturday, as did Hajime-chan; I, myself saw Tsuzuki-chan right after all of you saw him with Sensei, but I haven't seen Hisoka since we departed after dinner at the Sohma's."
"So who haven't you asked?" Tatsumi asked.
"Well you, Sensei, and Yuji-sensei." Wakaba told him.
"I haven't seen Kurosaki-kun since dinner on Friday, and the last I saw Tsuzuki-san was on Saturday with Sensei." Tatsumi adjusted his glasses as he took a moment to think. He shifted back and forth, from one foot to the other, his clothes rustling with the movement. "Let's find Sensei first, he should be in Tsuzuki-san's classroom."
"Hai." Wakaba's hair bounced slightly with the sharp nod before she darted out of the room and towards the social studies department, the secretary-gone-math teacher close on her heels.
As they passed the science wing, Watari joined them on their escapade, getting the facts he needed from Tatsumi on the way. The three came to a sudden halt in front of the open door of Tsuzuki Asato's classroom.
Inside the room, Muraki stood facing the desk, bending over slightly to pick up a blank envelope sitting on top of a pile of papers marked 'completed'.
"Sensei…" Tatsumi heaved.
"I just arrived." Muraki explained, curiously looking over the blank envelope. "And I saw this on Tsuzuki-san's desk."
Tatsumi rudely swiped the envelope from the pale man's fingers and quickly opened the letter. He read the note fairly quickly, then stood staring at it for a few more moments.
"Tatsumi-san?" Wakaba asked cautiously. "What does it say?"
"Good-bye." He mumbled.
"Good-bye?" Watari asked.
"It says he cleared out his desk in JuOhChou at night so that it wouldn't be so hard on everyone. He's moved out of his apartment in Meifu as well. He told the school about his leave and they've already lined up a substitute until they can find a more permanent replacement."
"He quit?" Wakaba asked.
"Does it say anything about Bon?" Watari asked.
Tatsumi shook his head sadly. "Sensei, when was the last time you saw Tsuzuki-san?"
"Saturday." Muraki answered.
"And Kurosaki-kun?"
Muraki shook his head. "I haven't seen the boy since Friday in Tsuzuki-san's class."
"You're coming with us." Tatsumi announced as he stalked out of the room.
Muraki followed, merely out of curiosity.
"Yuji-san!" Tatsumi threw the mythology room door open.
Yuji glanced up lightly from his paperwork before turning his attention back to his work. "What can I do for you, Seiichirou-san?" He asked.
Tatsumi stalked over to the man behind his desk and shoved the paper into the other's face. "What do you know about this? And what have you got to do with it?" He asked angrily.
Yuji leaned back slowly and gently took the paper from the angry shinigami. He took his sweet time to read the letter a couple of times before glancing up at all of them. "It would seem, from this letter, that Asato-chan quit." He stated.
Tatsumi leveled the casual man with an intense glare. "We can see that."
"I have nothing to do with this Seiichirou-san, if that's what you're asking." Yuji assured. "I wonder what would have possessed Asato-chan to resign." He tapped his pen against his bottom lip thoughtfully.
"When was the last time you saw Kurosaki-kun?" Tatsumi asked.
Yuji hummed to himself for a couple minutes, correcting a few papers, before glancing back up at the intruders and smiling happily. "I believe the last time I saw Hisoka-kun was on Friday at the dinner, if I do remember correctly that is." He flipped to the next paper on his desk and smiled. "Here's his paper. Has something happened to him?"
Watari shook his head. "I don't believe it's any of your concern."
"He is my student, I love all of my students very much." Yuji waved his finger at the scientist. "You'd tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't you?"
"Hisoka-kun has been missing for a few days now, at least since Saturday." Wakaba told him. "Are you sure you haven't seen him, Yuji-sensei?"
Yuji smiled brightly at the girl before sighing and then pausing in thought.
Tatsumi tapped his foot impatiently. "It doesn't matter if you talked to him or if you just saw him in a crowd, did you see him at all?"
Yuji shook his head. "I'm sorry, really I am."
"All right. Thank you anyway, Yuji-sensei." Wakaba bowed her head lightly and then turned to leave, the others not far behind.
"May I ask, Seiichirou-san, why you seem more concerned about Asato and Hisoka-kun than the others do?" Yuji called after them.
Tatsumi's back turned ridged at the sound of the other man's voice, he refused to turn back around as he answered. "Tsuzuki-san and Kurosaki-kun are both my friends and co-workers, and as such I am very worried about them."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to speak with you and Sensei alone." The sound of Yuji's chair scraping against the floor was heard behind them as the man stood.
Watari opened his mouth to protest, not wanting to leave Tatsumi alone with two murderers, but was silenced as the secretary put up a hand to stop him. "It's all right Watari-san. You two get going."
Watari nodded and glared at Yuji and Muraki before leaving, closing the door behind him.
Silence resided in the room for several moments.
Yuji cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "I'd like to ask the two of you a few questions, mainly about Asato, if you don't mind?" Yuji smiled.
"Only if we may ask a few questions of our own." Muraki said, adjusting his glasses.
For a split second Yuji's eyes narrowed, in fact, it was so quick that the other two men in the room believed that they might have imagined it. "Agreed." Yuji said with a nod and a smile. "Would you like to go first?" He offered politely.
"It was your idea." Tatsumi stated. "You go first."
Yuji nodded. "As you wish." He gently stepped away from his desk and padded around to stand in front of it. "Let's see, where shall I start?" He leaned carefully against his desk, closing his eyes gently in thought.
The shadows flickered restlessly in their resting places, as the secretary grew impatient.
"You both care for Asato, am I correct in my observations?" Yuji asked.
Muraki nodded. "Of course. I care very much for Tsuzuki-san."
"Hai." Was the only answer he received from Tatsumi.
"I am totally aware of how Kazutaka-san feels about Asato." Yuji said inclining his head slightly towards the doctor. "But you, Seiichirou-san, had me puzzled at first." He pushed away from his desk and took a few steps towards the stoic man. "But, after observing you a tad bit closer, and concentrating a little harder, I have come to understand your feelings towards my little brother. Not only is he your co-worker, not only do you love him as a close friend, but you also love him as much more." Yuji smirked as Tatsumi eyes widened slightly and his breath caught in his throat. "Correct?"
Tatsumi's eyes narrowed, he wasn't sure if he should answer.
"There's no use in lying about it, Tatsumi-san." Muraki told him. "He is a telepath."
Yuji smiled at the doctor, but it looked forced. "Did Asato tell you that?" He asked calmly.
"Hai." Muraki nodded.
"What else has he told you?" Yuji asked curiously.
"That you are able to both speak with and resurrect the dead, and you can control the weather, but that is all." Muraki slipped off his glasses to clean them with a cloth from his pocket. "Now, I believe it is our turn to ask you a few questions."
"Seiichirou-san did not answer my question yet." Yuji stated, turning his attention back to Tatsumi.
Tatsumi sighed before nodding and adjusting his glasses. "Tsuzuki-san is very dear to me indeed. I will not allow any harm to come of him."
Yuji nodded in approval. "I can see you are a very loyal friend Tatsumi-san." He grinned.
"Now." Muraki cleared his throat. "I have a few questions for you."
"Of course, but I'm afraid we don't have much time." Yuji announced.
"Yuji-sensei!" Sohma Kyo burst in the door.
"Don't worry Kyo-kun, you're not late." He smiled brightly at the orange haired boy.
"I…didn't mean to interrupt." Kyo scratched the back of his head.
"We had actually just finished, Kyo-kun. Tatsumi-san and Muraki-kun were just leaving."
The two older men bowed slightly and left teacher and student alone.
"Ah!" Yuji dropped into the chair behind his desk with a sigh. He smiled up at the ceiling. "Finally some peace and quiet." I've been working so hard lately. My plan is finally in motion, but I didn't expect them to realize the missing boy so quickly, but oh well. I just have to figure out what to do with Seii-chan. He shrugged off handedly. "Finally some time to relax."
"Yuji!" He burst in the door, slamming it closed behind him. He stalked over to the other man's desk. "Where is Tsuzuki? What have you done with him?" He slammed his fists down on the desk.
Yuji sighed and turned in his chair to face the other. "Temper, temper." Yuji warned.
"Don't give me that!" He growled. "Where is he, damn it?"
Yuji stood calmly, rolling his eyes slightly. He gently glided around the desk and stood in front of the angry man as he turned to face Yuji. Yuji stepped within a foot of the other man and smiled. "You like Asato, ne? A lot more than you let on."
"Don't give me this crap! Where the hell is he? And don't lie to me." He warned.
Yuji slowly lifted a hand to the other man's face and caressed his cheek, then traced the others lips with his thumb. He smirked as the other man stood his ground, glaring at him. "Do you kiss my Asato with that mouth?" Without warning he held the other man's chin in a bruising grip. "How dare you? As do you, I care very deeply for my little brother." He gently bushed a few strands of dark hair from the other man's eyes before moving his hand from the man's chin to his throat. "I am not to be taken lightly. And as you will discover, I am very protective of my dear innocent little brother." His eyes narrowed slightly. "But I can tell he's not as innocent as before, because of you."
A choked protest came from the other man as the grip on his throat tightened.
"You'll sleep now and join the boy." Yuji demanded.
"Kuro…saki…" The man choked.
Yuji nodded, smirking. "Did you actually think I was telling the truth?" A short yet wicked laugh. "How adorable." He grinned. "Night-night."
The other man gasped lightly before falling limp in Yuji's arms.
Yuji gently set the limp man on the ground, straddling his hips. He cocked his head to the side as he studied the other man. He brushed his fingers through the silken strands of dark hair before leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to the other's lips. "You're so sweet, I can see why he likes you." He mumbled against the limp man's lips, brushing them lightly with his own. He bent his head to whisper in the unconscious man's ear. "Sleep tight…" He traced the markings on the man's face and neck. "Hajime-chan."
Beh! You all guessed wrong! What do you all think?
Until next chapter!
Enjoy!
Oh, and gomen for not updating sooner, school stuff ya know?
"Tatsumi-san! Tatsumi-san!" Wakaba jogged down the mathematics wing, turning toward Tatsumi's classroom. "Tatsumi-san!" She skidded to a halt in front of his door and stumbled inside. "Tatsumi-san!"
"Wakaba-san, what is it?" Tatsumi glanced up briefly from his papers at her. "Are you OK?"
"I'm fine." She told him. "Hisoka-kun and Tsuzuki-chan are missing!"
"Missing?" Tatsumi gasped.
Wakaba nodded. "Nobody has seen either of them since Saturday."
"Since Saturday? But it's Monday!" Tatsumi shouted.
Wakaba nodded. "I know!"
"Have you asked everyone?" Tatsumi asked as he stood from his desk.
Wakaba shook her head. "Not everyone. Saya and Yuma say they haven't seen them since dinner on Friday; Watari-san says he saw Tsuzuki-chan on Saturday, as did Hajime-chan; I, myself saw Tsuzuki-chan right after all of you saw him with Sensei, but I haven't seen Hisoka since we departed after dinner at the Sohma's."
"So who haven't you asked?" Tatsumi asked.
"Well you, Sensei, and Yuji-sensei." Wakaba told him.
"I haven't seen Kurosaki-kun since dinner on Friday, and the last I saw Tsuzuki-san was on Saturday with Sensei." Tatsumi adjusted his glasses as he took a moment to think. He shifted back and forth, from one foot to the other, his clothes rustling with the movement. "Let's find Sensei first, he should be in Tsuzuki-san's classroom."
"Hai." Wakaba's hair bounced slightly with the sharp nod before she darted out of the room and towards the social studies department, the secretary-gone-math teacher close on her heels.
As they passed the science wing, Watari joined them on their escapade, getting the facts he needed from Tatsumi on the way. The three came to a sudden halt in front of the open door of Tsuzuki Asato's classroom.
Inside the room, Muraki stood facing the desk, bending over slightly to pick up a blank envelope sitting on top of a pile of papers marked 'completed'.
"Sensei…" Tatsumi heaved.
"I just arrived." Muraki explained, curiously looking over the blank envelope. "And I saw this on Tsuzuki-san's desk."
Tatsumi rudely swiped the envelope from the pale man's fingers and quickly opened the letter. He read the note fairly quickly, then stood staring at it for a few more moments.
"Tatsumi-san?" Wakaba asked cautiously. "What does it say?"
"Good-bye." He mumbled.
"Good-bye?" Watari asked.
"It says he cleared out his desk in JuOhChou at night so that it wouldn't be so hard on everyone. He's moved out of his apartment in Meifu as well. He told the school about his leave and they've already lined up a substitute until they can find a more permanent replacement."
"He quit?" Wakaba asked.
"Does it say anything about Bon?" Watari asked.
Tatsumi shook his head sadly. "Sensei, when was the last time you saw Tsuzuki-san?"
"Saturday." Muraki answered.
"And Kurosaki-kun?"
Muraki shook his head. "I haven't seen the boy since Friday in Tsuzuki-san's class."
"You're coming with us." Tatsumi announced as he stalked out of the room.
Muraki followed, merely out of curiosity.
"Yuji-san!" Tatsumi threw the mythology room door open.
Yuji glanced up lightly from his paperwork before turning his attention back to his work. "What can I do for you, Seiichirou-san?" He asked.
Tatsumi stalked over to the man behind his desk and shoved the paper into the other's face. "What do you know about this? And what have you got to do with it?" He asked angrily.
Yuji leaned back slowly and gently took the paper from the angry shinigami. He took his sweet time to read the letter a couple of times before glancing up at all of them. "It would seem, from this letter, that Asato-chan quit." He stated.
Tatsumi leveled the casual man with an intense glare. "We can see that."
"I have nothing to do with this Seiichirou-san, if that's what you're asking." Yuji assured. "I wonder what would have possessed Asato-chan to resign." He tapped his pen against his bottom lip thoughtfully.
"When was the last time you saw Kurosaki-kun?" Tatsumi asked.
Yuji hummed to himself for a couple minutes, correcting a few papers, before glancing back up at the intruders and smiling happily. "I believe the last time I saw Hisoka-kun was on Friday at the dinner, if I do remember correctly that is." He flipped to the next paper on his desk and smiled. "Here's his paper. Has something happened to him?"
Watari shook his head. "I don't believe it's any of your concern."
"He is my student, I love all of my students very much." Yuji waved his finger at the scientist. "You'd tell me if something was wrong, wouldn't you?"
"Hisoka-kun has been missing for a few days now, at least since Saturday." Wakaba told him. "Are you sure you haven't seen him, Yuji-sensei?"
Yuji smiled brightly at the girl before sighing and then pausing in thought.
Tatsumi tapped his foot impatiently. "It doesn't matter if you talked to him or if you just saw him in a crowd, did you see him at all?"
Yuji shook his head. "I'm sorry, really I am."
"All right. Thank you anyway, Yuji-sensei." Wakaba bowed her head lightly and then turned to leave, the others not far behind.
"May I ask, Seiichirou-san, why you seem more concerned about Asato and Hisoka-kun than the others do?" Yuji called after them.
Tatsumi's back turned ridged at the sound of the other man's voice, he refused to turn back around as he answered. "Tsuzuki-san and Kurosaki-kun are both my friends and co-workers, and as such I am very worried about them."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to speak with you and Sensei alone." The sound of Yuji's chair scraping against the floor was heard behind them as the man stood.
Watari opened his mouth to protest, not wanting to leave Tatsumi alone with two murderers, but was silenced as the secretary put up a hand to stop him. "It's all right Watari-san. You two get going."
Watari nodded and glared at Yuji and Muraki before leaving, closing the door behind him.
Silence resided in the room for several moments.
Yuji cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "I'd like to ask the two of you a few questions, mainly about Asato, if you don't mind?" Yuji smiled.
"Only if we may ask a few questions of our own." Muraki said, adjusting his glasses.
For a split second Yuji's eyes narrowed, in fact, it was so quick that the other two men in the room believed that they might have imagined it. "Agreed." Yuji said with a nod and a smile. "Would you like to go first?" He offered politely.
"It was your idea." Tatsumi stated. "You go first."
Yuji nodded. "As you wish." He gently stepped away from his desk and padded around to stand in front of it. "Let's see, where shall I start?" He leaned carefully against his desk, closing his eyes gently in thought.
The shadows flickered restlessly in their resting places, as the secretary grew impatient.
"You both care for Asato, am I correct in my observations?" Yuji asked.
Muraki nodded. "Of course. I care very much for Tsuzuki-san."
"Hai." Was the only answer he received from Tatsumi.
"I am totally aware of how Kazutaka-san feels about Asato." Yuji said inclining his head slightly towards the doctor. "But you, Seiichirou-san, had me puzzled at first." He pushed away from his desk and took a few steps towards the stoic man. "But, after observing you a tad bit closer, and concentrating a little harder, I have come to understand your feelings towards my little brother. Not only is he your co-worker, not only do you love him as a close friend, but you also love him as much more." Yuji smirked as Tatsumi eyes widened slightly and his breath caught in his throat. "Correct?"
Tatsumi's eyes narrowed, he wasn't sure if he should answer.
"There's no use in lying about it, Tatsumi-san." Muraki told him. "He is a telepath."
Yuji smiled at the doctor, but it looked forced. "Did Asato tell you that?" He asked calmly.
"Hai." Muraki nodded.
"What else has he told you?" Yuji asked curiously.
"That you are able to both speak with and resurrect the dead, and you can control the weather, but that is all." Muraki slipped off his glasses to clean them with a cloth from his pocket. "Now, I believe it is our turn to ask you a few questions."
"Seiichirou-san did not answer my question yet." Yuji stated, turning his attention back to Tatsumi.
Tatsumi sighed before nodding and adjusting his glasses. "Tsuzuki-san is very dear to me indeed. I will not allow any harm to come of him."
Yuji nodded in approval. "I can see you are a very loyal friend Tatsumi-san." He grinned.
"Now." Muraki cleared his throat. "I have a few questions for you."
"Of course, but I'm afraid we don't have much time." Yuji announced.
"Yuji-sensei!" Sohma Kyo burst in the door.
"Don't worry Kyo-kun, you're not late." He smiled brightly at the orange haired boy.
"I…didn't mean to interrupt." Kyo scratched the back of his head.
"We had actually just finished, Kyo-kun. Tatsumi-san and Muraki-kun were just leaving."
The two older men bowed slightly and left teacher and student alone.
"Ah!" Yuji dropped into the chair behind his desk with a sigh. He smiled up at the ceiling. "Finally some peace and quiet." I've been working so hard lately. My plan is finally in motion, but I didn't expect them to realize the missing boy so quickly, but oh well. I just have to figure out what to do with Seii-chan. He shrugged off handedly. "Finally some time to relax."
"Yuji!" He burst in the door, slamming it closed behind him. He stalked over to the other man's desk. "Where is Tsuzuki? What have you done with him?" He slammed his fists down on the desk.
Yuji sighed and turned in his chair to face the other. "Temper, temper." Yuji warned.
"Don't give me that!" He growled. "Where is he, damn it?"
Yuji stood calmly, rolling his eyes slightly. He gently glided around the desk and stood in front of the angry man as he turned to face Yuji. Yuji stepped within a foot of the other man and smiled. "You like Asato, ne? A lot more than you let on."
"Don't give me this crap! Where the hell is he? And don't lie to me." He warned.
Yuji slowly lifted a hand to the other man's face and caressed his cheek, then traced the others lips with his thumb. He smirked as the other man stood his ground, glaring at him. "Do you kiss my Asato with that mouth?" Without warning he held the other man's chin in a bruising grip. "How dare you? As do you, I care very deeply for my little brother." He gently bushed a few strands of dark hair from the other man's eyes before moving his hand from the man's chin to his throat. "I am not to be taken lightly. And as you will discover, I am very protective of my dear innocent little brother." His eyes narrowed slightly. "But I can tell he's not as innocent as before, because of you."
A choked protest came from the other man as the grip on his throat tightened.
"You'll sleep now and join the boy." Yuji demanded.
"Kuro…saki…" The man choked.
Yuji nodded, smirking. "Did you actually think I was telling the truth?" A short yet wicked laugh. "How adorable." He grinned. "Night-night."
The other man gasped lightly before falling limp in Yuji's arms.
Yuji gently set the limp man on the ground, straddling his hips. He cocked his head to the side as he studied the other man. He brushed his fingers through the silken strands of dark hair before leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss to the other's lips. "You're so sweet, I can see why he likes you." He mumbled against the limp man's lips, brushing them lightly with his own. He bent his head to whisper in the unconscious man's ear. "Sleep tight…" He traced the markings on the man's face and neck. "Hajime-chan."
Beh! You all guessed wrong! What do you all think?
Until next chapter!