A/N: Hello? Is there anyone still out there? O.o I'm so sorry for this. I won't lie to you; I didn't write a thing for two weeks. I didn't think it'll happen and that's why I didn't warn you, but the holiday season just distracted me too much to put two sentences together. Can you forgive me? (Gosh, I do say that a lot)
Anyway, it was a very needed rest. I hadn't realised but I've been writing non-stop since July (this plus A devil's thrill plus a CCS fic I wrote before that.) and this little break helped me get my stuff together; freshen up my tired mind. It may seem like something real easy to do because I'm not that good at it, but writing fanfics is as tiring as writing stuff for real. It does take time and effort and sleepless nights and I needed to stop for a while.
The Tsusoka-ness wasn't as much as I thought it'll be in this chappy, but it's there. We're getting there. This, I'm afraid, will be much longer than A devils thrill. Is that ok? Will you endure it?
Anyway, I'll shut up now. I hope you all enjoyed the holidays; I had a great time!
Enjoy!!
A SMILE UPON MY FACE
"What gave you the idea?"
A young woman sat on an exam table. She wasn't a patient; she just sat crossed legged with a careless attitude and a smug expression on her face; the slit of her deep crimson dress revealing just a little too much of her legs, even though it reached her ankles. She was watching with growing amusement as a white lab-coat clad man roamed through the medicine cabinet.
The man didn't answer. He just mumbled something about the complicated names for the different medications, throwing boxes over his shoulder.
"Hey, jii-san (*), are you going deaf now?" she said, purposely raising her voice and using that annoying nickname that was assured to get her friend's attention. After all, the man had only lived for thirty years. Old he certainly didn't look, she thought appreciating his backside.
He turned around rather abruptly; half startled, half angry.
"Look, *girl*, I am not old! I just can't find something and you just sit there, busy being pretty and distracting me while I work!" he turned around again and resumed his search. "Of all people...a teenager! And a teenage girl, at that!" he mumbled.
"Ugh..." the girl jumped from the table and dusted her dress. She pulled her curly brown hair into a bun that made her gracious neck look even longer and sighed. "This is boring. I'm going site seeing, jii-san. You can come if you want to."
"No, I'll stay here. You go have fun." he said with a hint of sarcasm, though not real spite. "At least that way you won't get on my nerves." he didn't even turn around to speak, sending another medication flying through the air that almost hits her in the head.
"Bye then..." she said, slumping her shoulders in defeat. The man could be so stubborn! "See you later, I guess."
As she was about to leave the infirmary she heard him yelling.
"Don't let anyone see you!! Remember this is a boy's school, you don't want to cause a riot!!"
She snorted. If the guys here were all like the ones she'd been following, she wouldn't have a problem. Then again, maybe they weren't. She made sure no one saw her as she walked through the deserted halls towards the park.
She would never get tired of the Sakura blossoms.
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"Get out of my room!!" Hisoka pushed Tsuzuki closer to the door but the older boy wouldn't give up, grabbing to all he could to avoid being thrown out.
"But 'Soka-chan!!" he cried, pleaded, in vain to the pissed off youngster.
"'But', nothing! And I've told you not call me that, Baka!! Now get out!!"
This time Hisoka succeeded in opening the door *and* push Tsuzuki through it. But the young man held on to the threshold and stopped the door with his foot.
"'Tari-chaaaaaaan!!! Heeeeelp meeeeee!!!" the amethyst eyed boy wailed, poking his head through the small opening, so loud it made both Hisoka and Watari cringe.
Watari sighed. It had all started when Tatsumi- after waking him and giving him the scare of his life- had gone back to his room to 'get ready'. If the blue eyed boy's flushed state was any indication, Watari was sure his 'readying' involved tons of cold water.
He'd taken pride in that, you can imagine; even if indirectly, he'd caused Tatsumi to feel *that* way, and it had been enough to make his day. He'd watched him go and bounced up and down in celebration like the maniac he was, forgetting all about Hisoka.
Factor of the equation number one: Hisoka; who'd stayed frozen next to the side of the bed where Tsuzuki, of course, slept through it all.
The green eyed boy seemed to find something awfully entrancing about the sleeping baka; his eyes held something resembling to amazement and even excitement. He hadn't thought much about it at the time- after a while, people falling for Tsuzuki just wasn't news anymore- and scooted off to the bathroom to take a shower himself; you can't go to class stinking of candy, can you?
Well, it had certainly been a mistake to leave those two alone. And he thought of himself a scientist!! He should have been able to predict the outcome, it was a really simple equation! Hisoka immobile next to an asleep Tsuzuki.
Factor of the equation number two: Tsuzuki, who seemed to have some sort of warmth radar while sleeping. God knows they weren't so close to one another when he'd fallen asleep!
But anyway, the thing is that if you add one plus one you get two, and if you have an unresponsive Hisoka and a sleeping baka the result would be...Yes...
"'Tari-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!!"
Chaos.
Watari figured it was his cue to intervene, otherwise Tsuzuki might end up with the door stuck up so far up his ass they'd need to surgically remove it. He rose from the bed where he'd been sitting, watching the scene while drying his hair lazily with a towel, and walked towards the two.
Hisoka's face was so red Watari feared the boy would cause himself an aneurysm and Tsuzuki was in full inu mode; ears, lost puppy eyes, the works.
"Hisoka, I think I can handle it from here." he said kindly. The green eyed boy didn't seem to like the idea, but stepped away from the door anyway. "Tsuzuki..." he started, trying to avoid Hisoka's glared that said, quite clearly, 'I dare you defend him!' "Tsuzuki, why are you fighting Hisoka, anyway? This isn't your room."
Tsuzuki sniffed and wiped his nose with his sleeve.
"It's just... I just wanted to stay a little longer and he kicked me out!! 'Soka-chan is soooo mean!!"
"Baka! I may be mean but at least I'm not a pervert!!" Hisoka spat from behind Watari's back.
"See?! See how he treats me?! I didn't do anything to him!!" Tsuzuki cried, pointing his finger childishly at Hisoka.
Watari shook his head, trying to conceal his amusement.
"Tsuzuki, I clearly recall seeing you do hentai things to Hisoka's hand." He said with a straight face, though he could barely keep from laughing.
It had been quite a scene too. Hisoka looked shocked as Tsuzuki, who'd taken hold of his hand in one swift motion, rubbed it against his face making all kinds of 'pleased' noises.
And Watari had gotten there too late, just to see Hisoka finally reacting and throwing Tsuzuki of the bed, yelling a number of profanities and kicking the startled boy that for the life of him couldn't understand the cause for the other boy's anger.
"But...but..." Tsuzuki's eyes were even bigger than before, filled with tears and his nose running. "I was asleep!!!!!!!! I didn't mean to!!!!!"
"Well, I didn't mean to kick you in the head! We're even, now GO!!" Hisoka barked, ready to charge at the boy again.
Watari stepped in between the two, giving Hisoka a stern look.
"Now, Hisoka. There's no need to be so harsh, ne?" Hisoka didn't answer, he looked away and huffed, but stepped back. So Watari turned around and seized Tsuzuki by the shoulders gently. "You go back to your room." he whispered, "I'll talk to Hisoka-kun, ok?"
Tsuzuki sniffed again and nodded like a little boy. Well, he was, sort of.
"But...you saw how he treated me. What an irritable young man!" the older boy mumbled on his way out, shaking his head in disbelief.
Watari prayed Hisoka hadn't heard, for the sake of his nerves that wouldn't be able to endure a round two. He turned around to give the new boy a piece of his mind about treating his friends so rudely, but Hisoka wasn't there anymore. The blond heard the loud bang of the bathroom door slamming and sighed.
Watari couldn't understand why a boy so proper and correct as Hisoka would have so much animosity against the purple eyed boy. Everyone liked Tsuzuki! Even him, who hated the fact that everyone liked him so much, would have to admit that he adored the baka! What was it about Tsuzuki that fazed Hisoka so badly?
He gave 003 a questioning look, almost expecting the bird to solve the puzzle for him. She just squeaked happily and Watari smiled at her, forgetting about his problems and the previous threat of a headache.
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It was 7:22 when Hisoka finally heard the door to his and Watari's room closing, presumably behind the latter. Which meant he'd spent the last two hours locked in the bathroom hiding like a coward. Now that there was no one around to watch him, Hisoka left his hiding place and rested his back to the nearest wall; letting himself slid to the floor in relief.
His only coherent thoughts about the events previous to his taking political asylum next to the toilet seat where, and quote: What the fuck?!
He certainly couldn't understand- less alone justify- his behaviour; he couldn't even start trying to figure out what had caused it!
One moment he was watching Tsuzuki and Watari sleep, feeling a bit shocked, maybe even a little flustered, but all in all amused; but all of the sudden, and completely out of the blue, he was drowning in Tsuzuki's feelings. He didn't even know how it'd happened. Every barrier, every defence he'd learnt to put up over the years to keep unwanted emotions out, had been utterly useless against Tsuzuki's. And boy, they were unwanted!!
He didn't know what the boy was dreaming about, but he could take a wild guess. Tsuzuki felt so comfortable, so content, that Hisoka wished for a moment it was him and not Watari, resting next to him. It was quite a shock to find himself having those feelings, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The most surprising fact was that Tsuzuki's emotions didn't feel all that alien. In all his years of being bombarded by other people's feelings, Hisoka had learnt that no one's feelings *feel* the same, redundancy aside. Each person has a different feel to them. It's like finger prints, if you will. A signature.
Tsuzuki's emotions felt so familiar; so much like his own, in a completely different way. It took him a while to realize that Tsuzuki's emotions weren't like his own; they were complimentary.
And for a moment there, Hisoka felt happy. Complete. Like he'd found a little piece of himself he didn't know he'd been missing right there in the sleeping baka.
The emotions had only gotten stronger at the loss of Watari's warmth. An utter sense of want; desire. It was like hunger, if you'd been deprived of food for weeks.
So strong they were that Hisoka thought he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to lay down next to him for much longer. He couldn't break the spell he'd fallen into; he didn't even feel shocked about those thoughts anymore. He was way past shock.
And then Tsuzuki had seized his hand in his sleep. And then Hisoka was able to see what he'd been dreaming about. You wanna know? It's not that hard to guess.
Uh huh, Tsuzuki was dreaming about sweets.
So hell had broken lose. That tid bit of information had been enough for him to snap out of it and his reaction, let me tell you, hadn't been pleasant.
Of course, now that he had a chance to calm down he could see he'd overreacted. He smiled softly. He almost felt pity for Tsuzuki; waking up from such a nice dream to someone cursing you to hell and kicking your head mercilessly.
From the second he'd seen Tsuzuki, he'd felt drawn to the older boy. At first he simply thought he found him attractive. He was attractive. But now Hisoka was starting to wonder if there wasn't more to it than just a little crush.
Maybe he should apologize. No, there wasn't a chance of that happening and he knew it. But that didn't mean he couldn't make it up to him; buy him poky or something.
Of course, at the moment, all he could think off was of ways to avoid him. Being as there were only 20 minutes left before he had to go to his first class, he figured it would be a good idea to get to the classroom before everyone. Once they were all there, no one would mention the incident.
So, he made sure there was no one walking around the hall and grabbed his books; with utmost care to keep his footsteps as quiet as possible.
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"Tsuzuki, hurry up!!" Tatsumi's angry, scary voice echoed through the room.
Tsuzuki groaned. A sleepy, grumpy Tatsumi was a *bad* thing. Everyone was so mean to him!!
He finished buttoning his shirt and, knowing better than to try and work his tie, he stepped out and stood in front of a very impatient Tatsumi; who saw the tie hanging loosely from his neck and rolled his eyes.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" he whined, but made sure to keep his tone as un-annoyong as possible. "We have lots of time!"
Last thing he wanted was to upset his boyfriend further. God knows how long it'll take for Tatsumi to forgive his little stunt that morning!
"I told you. I have to drop something to the new school nurse." Tatsumi said flatly.
"Oh? Since when we have a new nurse? What happened with Terada-san?"
"Terada-san is on leave. This is just a replacement until he gets back. The principal asked me to give him some medical files from some of the students and ask the guy for his name. His handwriting is just unreadable."
Tsuzuki frowned. Why would the principal ask a student to do administrative work? Tatsumi spent so much time doing 'favours' to the principal he didn't have time for him. At least the blue eyed boy should ask for some kind of payment!!
"What are you, his secretary?" he asked, not really expecting a reply.
Tatsumi smiled. It was just a fraction of a second where his lips moved upwards in something resembling to mischief, before Tatsumi hid it expertly and pushed his glasses up his nose.
"Why would you say that?" he asked innocently. "I'm just being polite."
'Yeah right...' Tsuzuki thought, though he would not dare say it out loud.
"I just think you should probably tell the guy to loosen up a little. First day of school and he already had you missing your sleep..." His eyes turned big and watery. "Not to mention lots of quality time with your boyfriend! *sniff*"
Tatsumi just finished his tie and looked away, brushing off the subject as unimportant.
"You didn't seem to have a problem finding something better to do, ne?" his tone was cold, Tsuzuki noted; as cold as it had been all morning.
Could Tatsumi feel so jealous about what had happened? He doubted it. Then why did he seem so angry about it? It was probably the lack of sleep; it had to be that.
Tsuzuki blushed a little and moved to pick up his and Tatsumi's books.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make everyone so angry. I just fell asleep."
He made sure to look as pitiful as he could. It was being manipulative and sneaky; but hey, if you've had a boyfriend, you know sometimes that's the only way.
That seemed to get to the younger boy. His gaze softened and he placed a quick, almost unnoticeable kiss on the cheek.
"I know that. Now lets go."
The blue eyed boy opened the door but didn't cross it, for what Tsuzuki ended up bumping face first into Tatsumi's back. Sneaking over the taller boy's shoulder, he saw the reason for such an abrupt stop.
Watari, completely distracted in petting 003 who was- as usual- hidden inside his breast pocket, was persistently knocking on their door. Or that's what he figured the blond was intending to do. That, or he was angry as hell at Tatsumi, because his knocks were directed straight to the blue eyed boy's ribs.
Tsuzuki tried to clear his throat, seeing as Tatsumi didn't react and Watari wouldn't realise his mistake. God knows how Tatsumi would react to this after that morning.
The blond looked up confusedly, staring at them both with eyes wide open.
"Uh...Eh..." The blond mumbled, still continuing his 'knocking' for a few seconds before withdrawing his hand as if Tatsumi burned and left it suspended in mid air. "Ohayou Tatsumi-kun...Tsuzuki-chan..." he said with a thread of voice, blushing furiously.
Tatsumi stood frozen, staring at Watari with a strange look on his eyes that made both the blond and Tsuzuki feel just a bit frightened.
'So scary!' Tsuzuki thought.
But Tatsumi eventually moved, starting to walk away from their room without a word of acknowledgment. He just shrugged and waved at Watari.
"Hi there." he said flatly, leaving the two stunned boys behind. "Are you coming or what?" he asked, seeing none of them was moving.
Tsuzuki and Watari shared a look and ran to catch up with Tatsumi, still keeping a safe distance.
"Do you think he's mad?" Watari asked, worried.
"He's mad; a complete nutcase." Tsuzuki answered with a smile.
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Oriya still slept peacefully on his bed. Neither was going to class that day. They hadn't said it out loud, but it was implicit. There was no chance they'd make it through the day in their state.
But Muraki could only stare at the ceiling. As tired as he was, sleep eluded him. There was something in the air; an atmosphere he couldn't identify, yet he found awfully familiar. A lure; like someone calling him.
And so, while his eyes threatened to close every two seconds, he couldn't shake the feeling enough to allow himself to sleep. He eventually decided to get up. Maybe a walk would help him sooth himself. Maybe he'd find what it was making him so uneasy.
If he'd been a dog, he'd say he was following a trail. He wasn't so sure he wasn't, indeed, following a smell. There was something in the air...a coppery hint to it, that guided him through the deserted halls.
Like in a trance, he let his feet take him to where he was supposed to go. It was surreal; but the need was too strong to overlook. He even thought the hall's shadows were dancing.
'Man, I'm drunk!' he thought amusedly.
Blood; he finally recognised the smell in the air. He knew the smell. He'd seen and tasted too much of it in his short life not to recognise it. Why wasn't he running the other way? It couldn't be good if there was blood involved, could it?
Why did he feel he had to see it? He wanted to see it.
Blood was sort of beautiful, he'd have to admit. Such a passionate colour; so warm. It was life. But then, it was also death; and maybe that's why it lured him.
And then he found the source. A part of his brain told him to go get help; that maybe there was still time. That he didn't want to be there. But the pale skin bathed in red looked so beautiful. The boy had been beautiful, but tainted in red he was gorgeous.
He wanted to feel guilty for those thoughts but; he hadn't killed this boy, had he? Why should he feel guilt? He was just admiring someone else's work. He'd get help, eventually. He knelt down next to the unknown body and brushed a few blood drenched locks away from the horror stricken face.
So beautiful...
~Tsuzuku~
(*) I think this is how you write it, it's supposed to mean grandpa, or old man; I may have written it wrong though *-*
Mmm...Reviews...heh...
Lina: Always first, you...I hope I didn't make you wait terribly. I bet you were too distracted with Xmas to notice though. Did it snow there? Never seen snow, me *sniff* Hm...Hot and exiting? Let me see...Well, there's some days in January where you're just glued to your bed sheets and can't get out of bed...so that's hot I guess; though most of the year we don't get more than 22° C. Exiting? Yeah, it's quite a rush trying to get to the end of the month with our small salaries! Exotic? Uh...no, I don't think...Though there's some curious specimens we call politicians; scientists are still trying to figure those creeps out. But Argentina is definitively cool!! Come visit some day! Right now it's really cheap for tourists!! *sniff* *sniff* But you'll sure have a blast!!
Maybe we should form a club; a 'let's spread the cuteness that is Watari to the ignorant people of the world' club? Hisoka I like too, but my second fav is Tsuzuki (I already said that, didn't I?) Followed by Tatsumi, who is just *so* hot! But I totally like 'Soka chan; he's just last because they are all so cute!! And *no one* has ever done fan art of my stuff!! Bring it on! I wanna see!! (BTW, Arigatou for adding me to your favs list!! I'll luv you 4ever!!)
Mel-chan: Ah, I was so scared no one would like that scene!! But it seemed to be accepted alright. And again, though that pick you mention wasn't inspired by this fic, I'd love to see it. And i'd love it even more if you made some fanart about this, cuz it's like WOW! And you like CCS? I loooove CCS. Is just there aren't many TouyaxYuki/Yue fans out there so I stopped writing for that fandom. *sniff* I just love them so much...And Yue is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen; right up there with Legolas (not Orlando Bloom though) He does look sorta elvish, ne?
Fahm: Hello there, new reviewer! I suppose since this was the only YNM fic you read on here you already forgot about it...heh, never mind! And yes, Oriya is to die for; but then again, Tsuzuki is too and Muraki isn't exactly sound to realise he could have that one bishie without having to work so hard like he does for the other. Still, I wouldn't want Muraki trying to cut Oriya's head to demonstrate his love for him...un, weird guy...That's why I love him!!
Cofi!! So you were there after all!! No worries, you didn't review for two weeks and I didn't update for as long a time. And I don't ven have an excuse! So we're even? Lol. BTW, reading in school should be seen as a good thing! It's culture, ne? Teachers are crazy. Anyway, things get even more complicated!! So complicated it's making *me* dizzy!! Hang in there, this will be over someday...just not soon cuz I don't think I've even reached the half of it! *sniff*
Kyraille Faye: Don't worry! I think I've figured it out! Both times ff.net ate your review for this story, you'd reviewed something else by me, remember? And you can't use this '' thing while reviewing cuz it cuts it in half. Lina's review got cut once too and she used it, like you did. And also don't worry, the TsuTari was just a tease for Tatsumi. I also think it's weird, for some reason!! They're both so cute it shouldn't be, but well...they are both too uke-ish? Sorry I couldn't update sooner!! *sniff* So I could wish you a mewy xmas in time...*snif* Maybe even a happy new year?
Loki's rose: Squeaks are a good enough review! ^.^ But yeah, you're sorta serious cuz you always elaborate your reviews and keep the squeaks to a minimum, I guess. But good serious! It was a compliment! I agree; I live for Tatari moments *nod**nod* I hope you had a nice Xmas too!!
Miko: Sorry, sorry!! Here it is...I hope you weren't withdrawing too bad; with shakes and mumbling and cold sweat...Forgives me?
LYK: You really like the pace? Isn't going too slowly? I'm afraid I'm taking too long. @.@ This'll end up being a lot longer than ADT; I hope you stick around!
AKEMASHITE OMODETOU
(Happy new year^.^)
Anyway, it was a very needed rest. I hadn't realised but I've been writing non-stop since July (this plus A devil's thrill plus a CCS fic I wrote before that.) and this little break helped me get my stuff together; freshen up my tired mind. It may seem like something real easy to do because I'm not that good at it, but writing fanfics is as tiring as writing stuff for real. It does take time and effort and sleepless nights and I needed to stop for a while.
The Tsusoka-ness wasn't as much as I thought it'll be in this chappy, but it's there. We're getting there. This, I'm afraid, will be much longer than A devils thrill. Is that ok? Will you endure it?
Anyway, I'll shut up now. I hope you all enjoyed the holidays; I had a great time!
Enjoy!!
A SMILE UPON MY FACE
"What gave you the idea?"
A young woman sat on an exam table. She wasn't a patient; she just sat crossed legged with a careless attitude and a smug expression on her face; the slit of her deep crimson dress revealing just a little too much of her legs, even though it reached her ankles. She was watching with growing amusement as a white lab-coat clad man roamed through the medicine cabinet.
The man didn't answer. He just mumbled something about the complicated names for the different medications, throwing boxes over his shoulder.
"Hey, jii-san (*), are you going deaf now?" she said, purposely raising her voice and using that annoying nickname that was assured to get her friend's attention. After all, the man had only lived for thirty years. Old he certainly didn't look, she thought appreciating his backside.
He turned around rather abruptly; half startled, half angry.
"Look, *girl*, I am not old! I just can't find something and you just sit there, busy being pretty and distracting me while I work!" he turned around again and resumed his search. "Of all people...a teenager! And a teenage girl, at that!" he mumbled.
"Ugh..." the girl jumped from the table and dusted her dress. She pulled her curly brown hair into a bun that made her gracious neck look even longer and sighed. "This is boring. I'm going site seeing, jii-san. You can come if you want to."
"No, I'll stay here. You go have fun." he said with a hint of sarcasm, though not real spite. "At least that way you won't get on my nerves." he didn't even turn around to speak, sending another medication flying through the air that almost hits her in the head.
"Bye then..." she said, slumping her shoulders in defeat. The man could be so stubborn! "See you later, I guess."
As she was about to leave the infirmary she heard him yelling.
"Don't let anyone see you!! Remember this is a boy's school, you don't want to cause a riot!!"
She snorted. If the guys here were all like the ones she'd been following, she wouldn't have a problem. Then again, maybe they weren't. She made sure no one saw her as she walked through the deserted halls towards the park.
She would never get tired of the Sakura blossoms.
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"Get out of my room!!" Hisoka pushed Tsuzuki closer to the door but the older boy wouldn't give up, grabbing to all he could to avoid being thrown out.
"But 'Soka-chan!!" he cried, pleaded, in vain to the pissed off youngster.
"'But', nothing! And I've told you not call me that, Baka!! Now get out!!"
This time Hisoka succeeded in opening the door *and* push Tsuzuki through it. But the young man held on to the threshold and stopped the door with his foot.
"'Tari-chaaaaaaan!!! Heeeeelp meeeeee!!!" the amethyst eyed boy wailed, poking his head through the small opening, so loud it made both Hisoka and Watari cringe.
Watari sighed. It had all started when Tatsumi- after waking him and giving him the scare of his life- had gone back to his room to 'get ready'. If the blue eyed boy's flushed state was any indication, Watari was sure his 'readying' involved tons of cold water.
He'd taken pride in that, you can imagine; even if indirectly, he'd caused Tatsumi to feel *that* way, and it had been enough to make his day. He'd watched him go and bounced up and down in celebration like the maniac he was, forgetting all about Hisoka.
Factor of the equation number one: Hisoka; who'd stayed frozen next to the side of the bed where Tsuzuki, of course, slept through it all.
The green eyed boy seemed to find something awfully entrancing about the sleeping baka; his eyes held something resembling to amazement and even excitement. He hadn't thought much about it at the time- after a while, people falling for Tsuzuki just wasn't news anymore- and scooted off to the bathroom to take a shower himself; you can't go to class stinking of candy, can you?
Well, it had certainly been a mistake to leave those two alone. And he thought of himself a scientist!! He should have been able to predict the outcome, it was a really simple equation! Hisoka immobile next to an asleep Tsuzuki.
Factor of the equation number two: Tsuzuki, who seemed to have some sort of warmth radar while sleeping. God knows they weren't so close to one another when he'd fallen asleep!
But anyway, the thing is that if you add one plus one you get two, and if you have an unresponsive Hisoka and a sleeping baka the result would be...Yes...
"'Tari-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!!!"
Chaos.
Watari figured it was his cue to intervene, otherwise Tsuzuki might end up with the door stuck up so far up his ass they'd need to surgically remove it. He rose from the bed where he'd been sitting, watching the scene while drying his hair lazily with a towel, and walked towards the two.
Hisoka's face was so red Watari feared the boy would cause himself an aneurysm and Tsuzuki was in full inu mode; ears, lost puppy eyes, the works.
"Hisoka, I think I can handle it from here." he said kindly. The green eyed boy didn't seem to like the idea, but stepped away from the door anyway. "Tsuzuki..." he started, trying to avoid Hisoka's glared that said, quite clearly, 'I dare you defend him!' "Tsuzuki, why are you fighting Hisoka, anyway? This isn't your room."
Tsuzuki sniffed and wiped his nose with his sleeve.
"It's just... I just wanted to stay a little longer and he kicked me out!! 'Soka-chan is soooo mean!!"
"Baka! I may be mean but at least I'm not a pervert!!" Hisoka spat from behind Watari's back.
"See?! See how he treats me?! I didn't do anything to him!!" Tsuzuki cried, pointing his finger childishly at Hisoka.
Watari shook his head, trying to conceal his amusement.
"Tsuzuki, I clearly recall seeing you do hentai things to Hisoka's hand." He said with a straight face, though he could barely keep from laughing.
It had been quite a scene too. Hisoka looked shocked as Tsuzuki, who'd taken hold of his hand in one swift motion, rubbed it against his face making all kinds of 'pleased' noises.
And Watari had gotten there too late, just to see Hisoka finally reacting and throwing Tsuzuki of the bed, yelling a number of profanities and kicking the startled boy that for the life of him couldn't understand the cause for the other boy's anger.
"But...but..." Tsuzuki's eyes were even bigger than before, filled with tears and his nose running. "I was asleep!!!!!!!! I didn't mean to!!!!!"
"Well, I didn't mean to kick you in the head! We're even, now GO!!" Hisoka barked, ready to charge at the boy again.
Watari stepped in between the two, giving Hisoka a stern look.
"Now, Hisoka. There's no need to be so harsh, ne?" Hisoka didn't answer, he looked away and huffed, but stepped back. So Watari turned around and seized Tsuzuki by the shoulders gently. "You go back to your room." he whispered, "I'll talk to Hisoka-kun, ok?"
Tsuzuki sniffed again and nodded like a little boy. Well, he was, sort of.
"But...you saw how he treated me. What an irritable young man!" the older boy mumbled on his way out, shaking his head in disbelief.
Watari prayed Hisoka hadn't heard, for the sake of his nerves that wouldn't be able to endure a round two. He turned around to give the new boy a piece of his mind about treating his friends so rudely, but Hisoka wasn't there anymore. The blond heard the loud bang of the bathroom door slamming and sighed.
Watari couldn't understand why a boy so proper and correct as Hisoka would have so much animosity against the purple eyed boy. Everyone liked Tsuzuki! Even him, who hated the fact that everyone liked him so much, would have to admit that he adored the baka! What was it about Tsuzuki that fazed Hisoka so badly?
He gave 003 a questioning look, almost expecting the bird to solve the puzzle for him. She just squeaked happily and Watari smiled at her, forgetting about his problems and the previous threat of a headache.
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It was 7:22 when Hisoka finally heard the door to his and Watari's room closing, presumably behind the latter. Which meant he'd spent the last two hours locked in the bathroom hiding like a coward. Now that there was no one around to watch him, Hisoka left his hiding place and rested his back to the nearest wall; letting himself slid to the floor in relief.
His only coherent thoughts about the events previous to his taking political asylum next to the toilet seat where, and quote: What the fuck?!
He certainly couldn't understand- less alone justify- his behaviour; he couldn't even start trying to figure out what had caused it!
One moment he was watching Tsuzuki and Watari sleep, feeling a bit shocked, maybe even a little flustered, but all in all amused; but all of the sudden, and completely out of the blue, he was drowning in Tsuzuki's feelings. He didn't even know how it'd happened. Every barrier, every defence he'd learnt to put up over the years to keep unwanted emotions out, had been utterly useless against Tsuzuki's. And boy, they were unwanted!!
He didn't know what the boy was dreaming about, but he could take a wild guess. Tsuzuki felt so comfortable, so content, that Hisoka wished for a moment it was him and not Watari, resting next to him. It was quite a shock to find himself having those feelings, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The most surprising fact was that Tsuzuki's emotions didn't feel all that alien. In all his years of being bombarded by other people's feelings, Hisoka had learnt that no one's feelings *feel* the same, redundancy aside. Each person has a different feel to them. It's like finger prints, if you will. A signature.
Tsuzuki's emotions felt so familiar; so much like his own, in a completely different way. It took him a while to realize that Tsuzuki's emotions weren't like his own; they were complimentary.
And for a moment there, Hisoka felt happy. Complete. Like he'd found a little piece of himself he didn't know he'd been missing right there in the sleeping baka.
The emotions had only gotten stronger at the loss of Watari's warmth. An utter sense of want; desire. It was like hunger, if you'd been deprived of food for weeks.
So strong they were that Hisoka thought he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to lay down next to him for much longer. He couldn't break the spell he'd fallen into; he didn't even feel shocked about those thoughts anymore. He was way past shock.
And then Tsuzuki had seized his hand in his sleep. And then Hisoka was able to see what he'd been dreaming about. You wanna know? It's not that hard to guess.
Uh huh, Tsuzuki was dreaming about sweets.
So hell had broken lose. That tid bit of information had been enough for him to snap out of it and his reaction, let me tell you, hadn't been pleasant.
Of course, now that he had a chance to calm down he could see he'd overreacted. He smiled softly. He almost felt pity for Tsuzuki; waking up from such a nice dream to someone cursing you to hell and kicking your head mercilessly.
From the second he'd seen Tsuzuki, he'd felt drawn to the older boy. At first he simply thought he found him attractive. He was attractive. But now Hisoka was starting to wonder if there wasn't more to it than just a little crush.
Maybe he should apologize. No, there wasn't a chance of that happening and he knew it. But that didn't mean he couldn't make it up to him; buy him poky or something.
Of course, at the moment, all he could think off was of ways to avoid him. Being as there were only 20 minutes left before he had to go to his first class, he figured it would be a good idea to get to the classroom before everyone. Once they were all there, no one would mention the incident.
So, he made sure there was no one walking around the hall and grabbed his books; with utmost care to keep his footsteps as quiet as possible.
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"Tsuzuki, hurry up!!" Tatsumi's angry, scary voice echoed through the room.
Tsuzuki groaned. A sleepy, grumpy Tatsumi was a *bad* thing. Everyone was so mean to him!!
He finished buttoning his shirt and, knowing better than to try and work his tie, he stepped out and stood in front of a very impatient Tatsumi; who saw the tie hanging loosely from his neck and rolled his eyes.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" he whined, but made sure to keep his tone as un-annoyong as possible. "We have lots of time!"
Last thing he wanted was to upset his boyfriend further. God knows how long it'll take for Tatsumi to forgive his little stunt that morning!
"I told you. I have to drop something to the new school nurse." Tatsumi said flatly.
"Oh? Since when we have a new nurse? What happened with Terada-san?"
"Terada-san is on leave. This is just a replacement until he gets back. The principal asked me to give him some medical files from some of the students and ask the guy for his name. His handwriting is just unreadable."
Tsuzuki frowned. Why would the principal ask a student to do administrative work? Tatsumi spent so much time doing 'favours' to the principal he didn't have time for him. At least the blue eyed boy should ask for some kind of payment!!
"What are you, his secretary?" he asked, not really expecting a reply.
Tatsumi smiled. It was just a fraction of a second where his lips moved upwards in something resembling to mischief, before Tatsumi hid it expertly and pushed his glasses up his nose.
"Why would you say that?" he asked innocently. "I'm just being polite."
'Yeah right...' Tsuzuki thought, though he would not dare say it out loud.
"I just think you should probably tell the guy to loosen up a little. First day of school and he already had you missing your sleep..." His eyes turned big and watery. "Not to mention lots of quality time with your boyfriend! *sniff*"
Tatsumi just finished his tie and looked away, brushing off the subject as unimportant.
"You didn't seem to have a problem finding something better to do, ne?" his tone was cold, Tsuzuki noted; as cold as it had been all morning.
Could Tatsumi feel so jealous about what had happened? He doubted it. Then why did he seem so angry about it? It was probably the lack of sleep; it had to be that.
Tsuzuki blushed a little and moved to pick up his and Tatsumi's books.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make everyone so angry. I just fell asleep."
He made sure to look as pitiful as he could. It was being manipulative and sneaky; but hey, if you've had a boyfriend, you know sometimes that's the only way.
That seemed to get to the younger boy. His gaze softened and he placed a quick, almost unnoticeable kiss on the cheek.
"I know that. Now lets go."
The blue eyed boy opened the door but didn't cross it, for what Tsuzuki ended up bumping face first into Tatsumi's back. Sneaking over the taller boy's shoulder, he saw the reason for such an abrupt stop.
Watari, completely distracted in petting 003 who was- as usual- hidden inside his breast pocket, was persistently knocking on their door. Or that's what he figured the blond was intending to do. That, or he was angry as hell at Tatsumi, because his knocks were directed straight to the blue eyed boy's ribs.
Tsuzuki tried to clear his throat, seeing as Tatsumi didn't react and Watari wouldn't realise his mistake. God knows how Tatsumi would react to this after that morning.
The blond looked up confusedly, staring at them both with eyes wide open.
"Uh...Eh..." The blond mumbled, still continuing his 'knocking' for a few seconds before withdrawing his hand as if Tatsumi burned and left it suspended in mid air. "Ohayou Tatsumi-kun...Tsuzuki-chan..." he said with a thread of voice, blushing furiously.
Tatsumi stood frozen, staring at Watari with a strange look on his eyes that made both the blond and Tsuzuki feel just a bit frightened.
'So scary!' Tsuzuki thought.
But Tatsumi eventually moved, starting to walk away from their room without a word of acknowledgment. He just shrugged and waved at Watari.
"Hi there." he said flatly, leaving the two stunned boys behind. "Are you coming or what?" he asked, seeing none of them was moving.
Tsuzuki and Watari shared a look and ran to catch up with Tatsumi, still keeping a safe distance.
"Do you think he's mad?" Watari asked, worried.
"He's mad; a complete nutcase." Tsuzuki answered with a smile.
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Oriya still slept peacefully on his bed. Neither was going to class that day. They hadn't said it out loud, but it was implicit. There was no chance they'd make it through the day in their state.
But Muraki could only stare at the ceiling. As tired as he was, sleep eluded him. There was something in the air; an atmosphere he couldn't identify, yet he found awfully familiar. A lure; like someone calling him.
And so, while his eyes threatened to close every two seconds, he couldn't shake the feeling enough to allow himself to sleep. He eventually decided to get up. Maybe a walk would help him sooth himself. Maybe he'd find what it was making him so uneasy.
If he'd been a dog, he'd say he was following a trail. He wasn't so sure he wasn't, indeed, following a smell. There was something in the air...a coppery hint to it, that guided him through the deserted halls.
Like in a trance, he let his feet take him to where he was supposed to go. It was surreal; but the need was too strong to overlook. He even thought the hall's shadows were dancing.
'Man, I'm drunk!' he thought amusedly.
Blood; he finally recognised the smell in the air. He knew the smell. He'd seen and tasted too much of it in his short life not to recognise it. Why wasn't he running the other way? It couldn't be good if there was blood involved, could it?
Why did he feel he had to see it? He wanted to see it.
Blood was sort of beautiful, he'd have to admit. Such a passionate colour; so warm. It was life. But then, it was also death; and maybe that's why it lured him.
And then he found the source. A part of his brain told him to go get help; that maybe there was still time. That he didn't want to be there. But the pale skin bathed in red looked so beautiful. The boy had been beautiful, but tainted in red he was gorgeous.
He wanted to feel guilty for those thoughts but; he hadn't killed this boy, had he? Why should he feel guilt? He was just admiring someone else's work. He'd get help, eventually. He knelt down next to the unknown body and brushed a few blood drenched locks away from the horror stricken face.
So beautiful...
~Tsuzuku~
(*) I think this is how you write it, it's supposed to mean grandpa, or old man; I may have written it wrong though *-*
Mmm...Reviews...heh...
Lina: Always first, you...I hope I didn't make you wait terribly. I bet you were too distracted with Xmas to notice though. Did it snow there? Never seen snow, me *sniff* Hm...Hot and exiting? Let me see...Well, there's some days in January where you're just glued to your bed sheets and can't get out of bed...so that's hot I guess; though most of the year we don't get more than 22° C. Exiting? Yeah, it's quite a rush trying to get to the end of the month with our small salaries! Exotic? Uh...no, I don't think...Though there's some curious specimens we call politicians; scientists are still trying to figure those creeps out. But Argentina is definitively cool!! Come visit some day! Right now it's really cheap for tourists!! *sniff* *sniff* But you'll sure have a blast!!
Maybe we should form a club; a 'let's spread the cuteness that is Watari to the ignorant people of the world' club? Hisoka I like too, but my second fav is Tsuzuki (I already said that, didn't I?) Followed by Tatsumi, who is just *so* hot! But I totally like 'Soka chan; he's just last because they are all so cute!! And *no one* has ever done fan art of my stuff!! Bring it on! I wanna see!! (BTW, Arigatou for adding me to your favs list!! I'll luv you 4ever!!)
Mel-chan: Ah, I was so scared no one would like that scene!! But it seemed to be accepted alright. And again, though that pick you mention wasn't inspired by this fic, I'd love to see it. And i'd love it even more if you made some fanart about this, cuz it's like WOW! And you like CCS? I loooove CCS. Is just there aren't many TouyaxYuki/Yue fans out there so I stopped writing for that fandom. *sniff* I just love them so much...And Yue is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen; right up there with Legolas (not Orlando Bloom though) He does look sorta elvish, ne?
Fahm: Hello there, new reviewer! I suppose since this was the only YNM fic you read on here you already forgot about it...heh, never mind! And yes, Oriya is to die for; but then again, Tsuzuki is too and Muraki isn't exactly sound to realise he could have that one bishie without having to work so hard like he does for the other. Still, I wouldn't want Muraki trying to cut Oriya's head to demonstrate his love for him...un, weird guy...That's why I love him!!
Cofi!! So you were there after all!! No worries, you didn't review for two weeks and I didn't update for as long a time. And I don't ven have an excuse! So we're even? Lol. BTW, reading in school should be seen as a good thing! It's culture, ne? Teachers are crazy. Anyway, things get even more complicated!! So complicated it's making *me* dizzy!! Hang in there, this will be over someday...just not soon cuz I don't think I've even reached the half of it! *sniff*
Kyraille Faye: Don't worry! I think I've figured it out! Both times ff.net ate your review for this story, you'd reviewed something else by me, remember? And you can't use this '' thing while reviewing cuz it cuts it in half. Lina's review got cut once too and she used it, like you did. And also don't worry, the TsuTari was just a tease for Tatsumi. I also think it's weird, for some reason!! They're both so cute it shouldn't be, but well...they are both too uke-ish? Sorry I couldn't update sooner!! *sniff* So I could wish you a mewy xmas in time...*snif* Maybe even a happy new year?
Loki's rose: Squeaks are a good enough review! ^.^ But yeah, you're sorta serious cuz you always elaborate your reviews and keep the squeaks to a minimum, I guess. But good serious! It was a compliment! I agree; I live for Tatari moments *nod**nod* I hope you had a nice Xmas too!!
Miko: Sorry, sorry!! Here it is...I hope you weren't withdrawing too bad; with shakes and mumbling and cold sweat...Forgives me?
LYK: You really like the pace? Isn't going too slowly? I'm afraid I'm taking too long. @.@ This'll end up being a lot longer than ADT; I hope you stick around!
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(Happy new year^.^)