A/N: Yay because I more or less updated in time! Yay for lots of reviews! Yay for cute guy being my team partner for the culture assigment! Yay for lots of homework...wait...no, forget I said that. But I still have more free time than before, because my brothers and sister also started school, so I can have the computer all to myself! So yay!
Enjoy!!
A SMILE UPON MY FACE
The silence in the room was deafening, but most welcomed. Just a few minutes ago it had been filled with his friend's voices, all trying to cheer him up and assure him Hiyama would get what he deserved.
Bullshit.
Not all the beatings in the world would ever make Hiyama understand. It would be humiliating to loose a fight? Yes; would it make Hiyama see just how much pain he caused and actually feel compassion? No.
What Hiyama probably deserved was to grow a conscience and feel guilty for his actions. You can only believe in miracles so much.
Hisoka was still here though, so he had to make sure not to show just how incredibly miserable he was. It wasn't Hisoka's fault that he was a helpless wimp. Besides, he thought mildly amused, he had a reputation to maintain. Looking gloomy wasn't his department.
It was really hard under the circumstances, to keep a positive attitude. He wouldn't even think for a second that Hiyama might have a reason to hate him; no, he couldn't even phantom the thought, or he'd start crying. But it was there, at the back of his brain, nagging him.
He shook his head. It was*not* his fault. He'd done *nothing* wrong. He was not socially awkward, he *did* have friends, as few as they were. He was not deformed, he was not unbearably ugly, he wasn't exaggeratedly effeminate or too nerdy...Well, not disgustingly nerdy.
He inwardly smirked, realising his trail of thought. And what if he were any of those things? Would it be his fault? Did someone deserved to have their lives turned into hell because they didn't fit someone's deluded idea of 'normal'? Did he deserve it?
Hisoka rose from the desk, where he'd been bandaging 003 with utmost care, and pulled him out of his self-deprecating thoughts. He'd done it himself- take care of 003- if the sight of his best friend in the world hurt because of his royal wimpiness, i.e. himself, wasn't enough to bring tears to his eyes. And Hisoka seemed to know what he was doing too. Watari wouldn't have bared the idea of applying the tourniquet the wrong way and cause permanent damage, even if he was well versed in first aid- both human and avian.
The green eyed boy walked silently to the bed, where Watari was resting his sore leg and wounded pride, and deposited 003 gently in his arms. He almost laughed, thinking that it looked like he was being presented with a newborn. He nodded a silent thank you to the older boy and proceeded to pet the little bird trying to muster all the affection and regret he was feeling for getting her hurt.
He didn't take notice of Hisoka sitting right next to him, nor the frown on his friend's brow as he tried to come up with the right words.
"It's not your fault." Hisoka declared calmly, as if he'd been listening to his thoughts.
Watari smiled a little and nodded.
"I know that! I'm not that stupid." he tried to sound cheerful but failed, as it always happened when he really needed to pretend. "I'm just worried about her. Are you sure the wing will heal alright? Maybe I should take a look."
He was about to remove the bandage- to 003's distress- when Hisoka placed a hand on top of his to stop him.
"It's just a minor fracture. I know a little about these things. I used to have a small pigeon a while back; I found him with a broken wing. It was way worse than this one, and he still made it alright."
Watari hesitated and looked up to meet Hisoka's sympathetic gaze.
"Are you sure? Because...because maybe... If something happens to her then... I mean..." The last came out as a whisper.
Hisoka moved his hand to place it on his shoulder and gave him the most gentle of smiles.
"I'm sure. She's going to be just fine. Just look at her face, she's more worried about you than anything." Hisoka muttered the last bit. Watari was used to people feeling embarrassed when they talked about 003 as if she could think or feel like a person. Even when he knew she could.
"You know?" Watari begun, thoughtfully. He'd only known Hisoka for what, three days? He'd already shown himself as a light-headed, wimpy cry-baby. He didn't need to look insane in his new friend's eyes as well. But something in him urged him to say his next words. He was just tired of always keeping quiet, perhaps. He still had to make sure, though. Cautiously, he studied Hisoka's face, trying to read the boy's expression. "Promise not to laugh?"
Something in Hisoka's gaze told him that he wouldn't; that he could trust his new friend with one of his darkest secrets. Well, it was a dark secret, if you considered he prided himself of his scientific mind.
"Promise." Hisoka reassured him.
"I've had a canary, a sparrow and a parrot in the last four years." he declared somewhat proudly.
"You really like birds, huh?" Hisoka said, somewhat amused. "But why would I laugh about that?"
He blushed a little and lowered his eyes to look at his winged friend.
"Would you think I'm crazy if I tell you I believe it was the same bird?"
There was a long silence. Watari didn't dare to look at Hisoka in the face, fearing that if he did, the green eyed boy would start mocking him.
"What do you mean by that? I mean... How can it be the same bird?" Hisoka finally said. His tone wasn't incredulous. More like curious, and that gave Watari hope.
"Well...my first bird was a canary, as I said. My mom bought her for me and she became my best friend instantly." He laughed sheepishly. "I've obviously never had many friends. I don't know why, but I named her 003."
"Like her?" Hisoka interrupted "I thought... When you told me you'd had three birds I just assumed that you'd named them 000, 001 and 002, or something."
"No; it was always 003." Watari said fondly. "A month after my parents died, 003 the first died too. She...She choked on a piece of carrot." his voice broke as he said it. "I don't know why but she's always trying to eat stuff too big for her!" he scolded and the little bird in his arms shrunk a bit.
"Anyway, the thing is, I was devastated. The first day I was in this school though, the sparrow...003 the second, appeared on my windowsill and wouldn't leave. She just acted so much like the first, and trusted me like her master. Sparrows aren't so trusty. When she died- this time of old age- I didn't want to hear a thing about getting another bird. Tatsumi-san tried to convince me. He even said he'd buy me a cockatoo if I just cheered up!"
"A cockatoo?" Hisoka asked, truly baffled. "Why a cockatoo?"
Watari shrugged.
"Maybe he thought the size would make up for it? I don't know. One day though- it was a weekend- we were all walking down the town centre when we passed next to a pet shop and there she was." he pointed at the 'current' 003, "As soon as I saw her I knew it was her. I can't explain it. She must have recognised me too, because she began making such a mess inside her cage! Hopping around and squeaking like a maniac!!"
The blond laughed fondly and 003 squeaked happily.
"So, you're saying you believe she... reincarnated or something? You really believe that's possible?"
Hisoka's tone took him by surprise. The older boy didn't sound like he was judging him; he almost sounded hopeful. His expression was every bit as hopeful as his voice, but there was also a bit of sadness in his eyes.
"Sure I do." Watari stated adamantly. "Why not? I mean... Don't you ever feel like this is not the first time around?"
Hisoka gave him a half smile and nodded.
"You wouldn't believe it if I tell you how often." he paused, hesitating. "Do... do you think that maybe, well... like there could be someone destined for you? Like, someone you loved in another life?"
Ah, so that was it.
"I've asked myself that too many times. I wish it was true but..." 'Don't go there.' he thought, taking a deep breath.
"But you don't think the one you love feels the same, so that couldn't be true."
At first, Watari was startled by Hisoka's words. It sounded like Hisoka had said, word by word, exactly what he felt. But one look at the older boy's face and he knew Hisoka was actually talking of himself, which made Watari sigh in relief.
It did make him curious though. Who could this person be? Maybe an old love from a previous school? Most likely; there was no way he'd fallen for someone so fast for them to be from their school.
He was about to ask when Hisoka's expression changed radically from sadness to... anguish? It looked more like he was choking on something.
"Hey, you ok?"
Hisoka stared at him wide-eyed, and Watari noticed his ears were turning a bright red.
"Tsu...Tsuzuki..." he barely managed to whisper.
'Oh, well...Go figure.' he thought, half amused, half annoyed. Like, could there be *any* more Tsuzuki fans?!
His roommate didn't elaborate. He just got up and got out as fast as he could, leaving Watari stunned. He tried to go after him, but just setting his foot down the floor changed his mind. He huffed and stared at 003, who stared right back, confusedly.
"I guess it's just you and me, girl. For a change."
*~~*
Tsuzuki paced his room franticly, hoping that the movement would stop the tears from falling. It didn't.
Going into hysterics and bawling his eyes out was certainly not pleasant, but the other options... well, they just weren't options anymore. Just because the blue eyed boy wasn't his boyfriend anymore didn't mean he could hurt him.
The last thought made him want to start crying again. What had he done wrong?! Was it because he'd repeated a year? Tatsumi was so strict when it came to academic standards. Maybe he didn't want a dumb boyfriend anymore.
But that couldn't be it, could it? He'd always been as dumb as he was now. At least now he was trying! He'd even done his homework! And that wasn't the only thing he was making an effort to change. He did his best to hide his emotions whenever he was feeling like shit, just because he knew Tatsumi beat himself up about it. He'd been cheerful most of the freaking time!!
There had to be someone else; or maybe Tatsumi wasn't attracted to him anymore. Whatever it had caused the break up, Tsuzuki couldn't figure it out. He knew it would happen eventually, though. Everyone he loved went away sooner or later. Tatsumi had provably just seen the real him and felt disgusted. Maybe the blue eyed boy had been thinking about ending things for weeks, months even! Without knowing how to do it.
Tsuzuki kicked the side of his bed angrily. He was angry at himself, though, for ruining everything yet again. Tatsumi had probably been his last chance at love. Who else would be so deluded to fall for him?
The thought of just dropping everything and running to the bathroom kept turning up, getting more insistent each time. He still kept a sort of 'stash' of razor blades hidden in the bathroom, but it had been months since he'd last cut (*) and he'd stopped because he was hurting Tatsumi more than he was hurting himself. Tatsumi wouldn't notice though, would he? It's not like he'd see the scars...
Tsuzuki shook his head. That kind thoughts were precisely what had caused Tatsumi to dump him in the first place, weren't they? He needed food. Sweet food, if possible. Sure, he'd spent all his allowance, but it was an emergency. And though it wouldn't do much for his growing depression, at least it would keep him distracted.
Maybe he should even go and share it with Watari. He had the suspicion that his friend wasn't doing that great either. But first, the cafeteria. He just hoped the orderly wouldn't say anything about his swollen eyes, because there was no way he was setting foot in the bathroom, even if it was just to wash his face.
*~~*
Every teacher, of any kind, says at one point that they see the kids under their authority as their own. For principal Konoe it had never felt that way. Yes, he cared about most of them and he was rather paternal. Five years ago he'd probably uttered those same words and believed them.
But then something extraordinary happened. Three kids from different social stractions and with very different personalities had ended up at his door with no family to speak of and won his heart over. Though he kept himself at a distance, each of those kids had in him their most faithful supporter and someday, maybe when the boundaries principal-student were broken, a good friend.
For Watari Yutaka he was the one who'd always make sure the boy would have every opportunity he deserved, not letting the brilliant future ahead of him be hindered by his economic condition. He also pushed the boy to do his best, encouraging him to take part in every science fair and contest that crossed his path, no matter he didn't have the money to produce dazzling projects. The boy was a genius; albeit a dangerous one.
To Tsuzuki Asato he was the connection to his past and the assurance that he did have a future. He'd been the one that hadn't turned his back on him when he needed someone the most and was more of a father to him than what he could have been to his own kids. Tsuzuki needed restrictions and discipline more than anyone, but also needed that to be dealt with affection. Lets be honest, it wasn't hard to care for the kid. He did remind him of himself when he was younger, in a bizarre way.
With Tatsumi though, it hadn't been 'love at first sight', so to speak. His first reaction to him had been weariness and, considering Tatsumi probably had more power over what happened in the school than himself, it was more than understandable. But with time Tatsumi had proven to be just what he needed to run things the right way.
It was very weird to think that of a student, but Tatsumi was the cool head while he was more emotional. Tatsumi also had a talent for authority and command. He was a natural. Over the years they'd formed a very good team and not once Tatsumi had reminded him- with words or actions- that he was just a boy.
Through the blue eyed boy he also had a chance to keep an eye on his 'kids' in a way, since he cared about them as much as Konoe did. Tatsumi was the one who had more contact with him, the one he knew best.
Konoe sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"I can't believe this happened in broad daylight with half the police station still around!" He let out, frustrated. He was pacing his office while Tatsumi sat in silence with a faraway look in his eyes. Under the circumstances, he couldn't blame him. "How the hell did that bastard got away with it!? The body was in plain sight!!" He stopped in front of the window, continuing his rambling in order to vent. "We'll have to send all the students home, I guess. There aren't even any suspects! Don't tell this to anyone, but the cops don't have a clue!! Useless pigs, the lot of them!!" He turned around especting to see Tatsumi supporting his outrage; instead, the blue eyed boy's face was still blank. "You know what we should do?" he asked to test him, "We should just eliminate the fee of all the students for this month as a sort of indemnification for the stress. What do you say?"
"Huh?" Tatsumi blinked a few times, staring at Konoe with a lost expression before frowning. "I hope you were just trying to pull my hair with that one."
"Oh, I should have known that was the way to get your attention." he mocked. Immediately though, he regarded the kid with a sympathetic smile. "Where's your head that it took you more than five seconds to realise I'd said it?"
That his 'kids' were going through something so awful when the school was supposed to be a safe haven for them was unnerving to no end, but Tatsumi obviously had troubles of his own at the moment, and he wasn't about to ignore them.
The blue eyed boy shook his head sadly.
"It's not important. I'll try to stay focused though. Please go on."
"No way," Konoe scolded mildly, giving him a knowing look. "You're telling me what's wrong this instant. If I let you go about with whatever it is eating your brain, you'll blow up at the least expected moment and it won't be pleasant for anyone."
Tatsumi sighed in resignation.
"Tsuzuki and I... Well, it's more like I...dumped him."
The older man nodded. He'd seen it coming. That though, didn't mean the situation wasn't worth his concern. He opted to take a seat on top of his desk, that way being able to look at Tatsumi right in the face to catch any sign of emotion that were so hard to pick up from him.
"Did you have a fight or was it friendly?"
"Friendly, I guess." Tatsumi whispered, without sounding convinced. "But I'm worried; he looked so hurt..."
"Of course he's hurt Tatsumi-kun." Konoe said gently. "He loves you a great deal, as you love him. You know I didn't like the idea of the two of you together, and you always assumed it was because you were both boys. But I've always known this day would come; call it an old man's wisdom."
Tatsumi shifted uncomfortably in his seat and Konoe could already see him getting defensive.
"Well, you could have been wrong. I wouldn't change my decision to be with him if I could. That's not why I broke things off."
"You did it because of Watari-chan?" Konoe didn't think it was the case, but he also knew that Tatsumi's feelings for the blond were growing stronger and if Tatsumi thought that was why he'd broken up with Tsuzuki, he'd feel guilty and never do anything about it.
"No!!" Tatsumi yelped, distressed. "Why... Why would you say that?!"
Konoe smiled knowingly.
"Because I know you love him?"
Tatsumi looked at him wide eyed, his skin turning a few shades paler.
"I... ah... I..." the boy ran a hand through his hair and Konoe noticed how bad it was shaking. "Is it that obvious?" he said finally, guilt dripping from his voice in tons.
"Call it an old man's wisdom." he repeated. "I can see the way you look at him. I also know he feels something for you too. And call me crazy, but I think it's the real thing."
"How would you know?" Tatsumi spat dejectedly. "What will he think of me when he find out I dumped his best friend? Imagine if I tell him that I love him after that... he'll think I'm an unfaithful bastard and..." he paused, shaking his head violently. "But that's not why I broke up with Tsuzuki! I would have done it even if there wasn't a Watari... I'm no good for him...he needs..." Tatsumi's voice faltered and the boy put his head in his hands. "I don't know what to do."
Konoe placed a gentle hand on the boy's shoulder. He felt like scum for it, but he thought it was nice to see Tatsumi so affected by his emotions. Sometimes he could be so blind, so repressed!
Tatsumi lifted his gaze and stared at him pleadingly, asking him with his eyes to tell him he wasn't a piece of shit for what he'd done, most likely.
"I think the important thing is that you know you didn't end things with Tsuzuki just because you like Watari. We both know that would be a lie. I think you did the right thing, as long as you remain friends with Tsuzuki. You love him too much to erase him from your life. And I'm not saying you should go running to Watari right now. That wouldn't be good for you or anyone. But don't let your hurt over this blind you about other things. Trust me, Watari will know you are not a cheating bastard. Ok? After all, you didn't cheat on anyone."
Tatsumi nodded and smiled a bit.
"Thanks." he said sincerely.
Konoe smirked.
"You're welcome. Now can we go back to the matter at hand?"
"Sure," Tatsumi fixed his glasses. "But there's no way you're eliminating this month's fee."
*~~*
So, the price and the reward were the same? Muraki could certainly live with that. Of course he knew the demon had sought him up because it was convenient to him. Muraki didn't care, really.
A demon, he thought amusedly. Who'd have guessed? Did that mean he'd sold his soul? Could that be true? Maybe his soul had already been sold. If he was anything like his relatives, it was probably the case. Maybe it was time to stop denying his heritage and accept himself for what he was.
He already had a plan of action that the demon had provided, and a purpose for himself. There was no need to keep running away. In fact, everything needed to go back to the way it was, at least on the outside, if he wanted to succeed.
As he made his way back to his room, musing about how to explain Oriya his 24 hour absence, his eyes caught on a very interesting sight. Maybe he could have a little plan of his own? Improvise a bit? Yeah, that sounded like a good idea. He was never one to follow orders, anyway.
"Kurosaki-kun!!" he called out to the distressed young man running through the hall.
Hisoka turned around and ran up to him hurriedly. He was short of breath and beet red when he reached the white haired boy.
"Mu...Muraki-kun... Have you seen Tsuzuki anywhere? I went to his room but...he wasn't there..."
'You've dropped the honorific already?' he thought amusedly. On the outside, he was the perfect image of concern.
"Why? Is everything ok?" he asked kindly, while inwardly he was imagining several ways to rip Hisoka's head off without using any sharp objects.
Hisoka's face blanched; the boy blinked several times, obviously trying to come up with a plausible excuse for his state.
"I... Yes, no, I just need... I need... to ask him a favour, yes!" he said finally.
A rather lame excuse, Muraki thought, and if the look on Hisoka's face after he'd said it was any indication he'd realised as well.
"Must be important, huh?" he smiled. Hisoka nodded stiffly. "Oh, ok. I think I know where he is. He has this...'secret place' of his. I could take you if you want."
He motioned his hands for Hisoka to go ahead. Hisoka did hesitate for a moment before starting to walk. After all, the demon had mentioned the green eyed boy had some sort of unfair insight on people's emotions, thus, their intentions. But Muraki wasn't worried. There wasn't anything left for him to feel, except amusement.
And this would be fun.
~Tsuzuku~
(*) I'm sure everyone knows what this is (in case you don't, it's self mutilation. Hurting yourself to stop feeling a strong emotional pain. It's not necessarily a suicidal tendency, I think; specially in Tsuzuki's case, because he can heal so fast.) I don't know if I think Tsuzuki is the type who'd do that, but considering he's a teen and, according to the manga, he was 18 when he was committed to a mental institution because he wouldn't eat or drink and sometimes just try to kill himself, I don't see how it could be too out of character. Anyway, it's not there for shock value, because he isn't doing it anymore. I just thought it appropriate. Feel free to disagree.
Yes, Muraki is being naughty (or as someone said, stupid *-*); and he's about to get even naughtier. All his bits are so short 'cause he'll play a big part in the finale, so they're more to the point. Pay attention to his bits, as short as they are, because they are leading one of the underlying plots that will go KABOOM in a few chappies.
And now the answer to the reviews, which usually is as long as the chapter and that's just the way I like it *-*
Kara Angitia: Can I have a muffin? Hey, be happy. At first I thought about Hiyama killing 003, but you guys seem to love her too much (as do I, but I'm just evil) so I changed my mind. Tsu-chan will be ok, he'll have lots of 'Sokaness to help him get better.
not so innocent bystander (a.k.a Nsib): Congrats on those tests!! I knew you'd do ok, heh heh... As I said, yes...bad bad Muraki from now on, though he might be a bit milder than in the manga. I'm not sure I'll make him *stay* on the dark side. I think I'm starting to see through your emotionless facade. Hugs!!
LinaLau: Well, I've been known to be rather forgettable at times... I have my midterms in June. You know, South Hemisphere timing and all. But I'm also getting so much homework!!! *cries* And it's only the first week!!! No one seemed to think I completely murdered Tatsumi's character so I can now sigh relieved...heh, I was so nervous about that. Well, don't worry about that piccie, do it when you have time and you feel like it. I just want to see it when it's done, even if it's next year. I'm oddly patient, in a completely inpatient way. Huggles!!
LYK: Developing a crush on Oriya is like getting a cold in winter; completely unavoidable. And yeah I'm learning a lot!! The weirdest class was culture. We started with Scandinavian gods and ended up talking about St. Patrick's day. But it was very interesting. Kuddos on that new story. EVERYONE, READ LYK'S NEW STORY!! It's kewl because though it also has them as teenagers, it's completely different from this. I'd dare say, better. I tend to ramble too much. I have forgotten how to write more focusedly. *cries* Update it soon, though, or I'll hold my own chapters as hostages 'til you do. *mwuahahaha*
azdriel: Enhorabuena! Seguro que lo adivinaste. Ah, no sabes que alivio, por que aunque si quiero que Tatsumi termine con Watari, no quería que terminara con Tsuzuki por eso. Seria muy injusto, no te parece? Aunque eso no quiere decir que Tatsumi no piense que es por eso que lo hizo, jeje. Hacerlo sentir culpable es divertido. Acerca de Lawful Drug, no sabes si se puede comprar sin tarjeta de crédito? Lamentablemente no estoy dentro del sistema, ke le voy a hacer. Vos los tenes? Kakei no es lindo? Y Saiga? Y Kazahaya? Y Rikuo (era Rikuo, no?) Son todos lindos!!! *suspirito de fangirl* Viste la escena del chocolate? Y Kakei y Saiga que se andan manoseando todo el rato *sigh* me fascina... Bueno, yo también la corto aca o no paro mas *poof*
hickori_rat: Gracias por el consejo. Eh, 7 euros es como 28 pesos acá, y 28 pesos acá valen para nosotros como 28 euros, solo que ganamos menos que en Europa...o al menos yo, porque soy requete pobre T-T Pero si consigo trabajo voy a comprarlos...lo primero que me compro!! *-*
Schatten Wolfendorf: Aaaah! Tres reviews en español de un tirón!! Sorry por estimular tanto tus glandulas lagrimales...dicen que llorar es bueno para la salud *-* Me alegra que vos- y los demas *-*- hayan aceptado la ruptura tan bien. Estaba tan preocupada!! Y notaste la conversación de Oriya y Hisoka!! Yay! Bueno, ahora me voy a contestar tu otro review... sos tan linda conmigo *sniff*
Fish1: At least you could *pretend* to be sad about it, lol. ...^.^ ; There was so many people jus waiting for the break-up that I think I might loose half of my readers!! lol- Anyway, *taps fingers to the table* I'm still waiting for more chappies!! You didn't update did you? Cuz I have been without a connection for an entire week and just managed to go to the library a few times to rid my mail box of all that annoying spam. I don't want to keep missing chapters and neglecting my reviews!! I love your story! Hugs. (ps: I won't mind if there's more drawings in the future...^-^)
dodger-chan: I hear you. The comp I use to surf the net is currently unavailable...grrrr... Another approval on the break up, phew! And I'm glad you see the parallel with the manga. Anyway, are you ever continuing 'Post traumatic kiss disorder'? I'm in so much need for a good read!! Funnily enough, now that I have all this homework, I need it more than when I had all that free time... Huggles.
Mel-chan: You know, I first wrote defenseless, and the stupid spell corrector told me it was wrong. I mean, I know how to spell, but one has to trust a spelling corrector!!! *shakes fist* Anyway, if you noticed that it means I don't misspell much? About the break up, trust me, you weren't the only one waiting for it. People have been nagging me to get on with it for weeks!! I also wanted it over with, because I was so scared to screw it up and it also made me sad *sniff* I think it was a bad idea to start with Tatsumi/Tsuzuki and then move on to the other pairings. *huff* But that's over now. I'll try to keep you all happy for a while, okies?! ...^-^ Hugs!
Coatl Chan: Chemistry can't be used to measure geniality. Chemistry is almost as evil as maths; *almost*. And yeah, I probably waited too long to break them up because it is such an awful thing to happen to someone!! I've never dated, because I'm terrified of having to dump someone (or being dumped, but that's obvious) Yeah, I'm *that* neurotic. The guy on DA is a detective... A victorian detective, from a series of books and short stories...who had a sidekick who was a doctor...it's...elementary...my dear Coatl-chan *.* Prospects of fanart are always welcomed, even if they end up being finished by 2015, so don't worry,. Just the thought of you wanting to make one makes me all mushy inside. Hugs!!
Fahm: You could say Muraki is being stupid... I might make him stop being stupíd though... Anyway, you probably looked for the story the day I updated? And that's why you didn't find it? Lets pray FF.net never takes down one of my stories. I'd die!!
Kurikuri: *hands her a Tsuzuki plushie* Here you go dear. I handed so many of these with my last story that I forgot all about giving them to my new reviewers. You really think my use of language is pretty? *starry eyed* thank you!! even if it wasn't true, you made my day!!
See you next week?
Ja Ne!!
Enjoy!!
A SMILE UPON MY FACE
The silence in the room was deafening, but most welcomed. Just a few minutes ago it had been filled with his friend's voices, all trying to cheer him up and assure him Hiyama would get what he deserved.
Bullshit.
Not all the beatings in the world would ever make Hiyama understand. It would be humiliating to loose a fight? Yes; would it make Hiyama see just how much pain he caused and actually feel compassion? No.
What Hiyama probably deserved was to grow a conscience and feel guilty for his actions. You can only believe in miracles so much.
Hisoka was still here though, so he had to make sure not to show just how incredibly miserable he was. It wasn't Hisoka's fault that he was a helpless wimp. Besides, he thought mildly amused, he had a reputation to maintain. Looking gloomy wasn't his department.
It was really hard under the circumstances, to keep a positive attitude. He wouldn't even think for a second that Hiyama might have a reason to hate him; no, he couldn't even phantom the thought, or he'd start crying. But it was there, at the back of his brain, nagging him.
He shook his head. It was*not* his fault. He'd done *nothing* wrong. He was not socially awkward, he *did* have friends, as few as they were. He was not deformed, he was not unbearably ugly, he wasn't exaggeratedly effeminate or too nerdy...Well, not disgustingly nerdy.
He inwardly smirked, realising his trail of thought. And what if he were any of those things? Would it be his fault? Did someone deserved to have their lives turned into hell because they didn't fit someone's deluded idea of 'normal'? Did he deserve it?
Hisoka rose from the desk, where he'd been bandaging 003 with utmost care, and pulled him out of his self-deprecating thoughts. He'd done it himself- take care of 003- if the sight of his best friend in the world hurt because of his royal wimpiness, i.e. himself, wasn't enough to bring tears to his eyes. And Hisoka seemed to know what he was doing too. Watari wouldn't have bared the idea of applying the tourniquet the wrong way and cause permanent damage, even if he was well versed in first aid- both human and avian.
The green eyed boy walked silently to the bed, where Watari was resting his sore leg and wounded pride, and deposited 003 gently in his arms. He almost laughed, thinking that it looked like he was being presented with a newborn. He nodded a silent thank you to the older boy and proceeded to pet the little bird trying to muster all the affection and regret he was feeling for getting her hurt.
He didn't take notice of Hisoka sitting right next to him, nor the frown on his friend's brow as he tried to come up with the right words.
"It's not your fault." Hisoka declared calmly, as if he'd been listening to his thoughts.
Watari smiled a little and nodded.
"I know that! I'm not that stupid." he tried to sound cheerful but failed, as it always happened when he really needed to pretend. "I'm just worried about her. Are you sure the wing will heal alright? Maybe I should take a look."
He was about to remove the bandage- to 003's distress- when Hisoka placed a hand on top of his to stop him.
"It's just a minor fracture. I know a little about these things. I used to have a small pigeon a while back; I found him with a broken wing. It was way worse than this one, and he still made it alright."
Watari hesitated and looked up to meet Hisoka's sympathetic gaze.
"Are you sure? Because...because maybe... If something happens to her then... I mean..." The last came out as a whisper.
Hisoka moved his hand to place it on his shoulder and gave him the most gentle of smiles.
"I'm sure. She's going to be just fine. Just look at her face, she's more worried about you than anything." Hisoka muttered the last bit. Watari was used to people feeling embarrassed when they talked about 003 as if she could think or feel like a person. Even when he knew she could.
"You know?" Watari begun, thoughtfully. He'd only known Hisoka for what, three days? He'd already shown himself as a light-headed, wimpy cry-baby. He didn't need to look insane in his new friend's eyes as well. But something in him urged him to say his next words. He was just tired of always keeping quiet, perhaps. He still had to make sure, though. Cautiously, he studied Hisoka's face, trying to read the boy's expression. "Promise not to laugh?"
Something in Hisoka's gaze told him that he wouldn't; that he could trust his new friend with one of his darkest secrets. Well, it was a dark secret, if you considered he prided himself of his scientific mind.
"Promise." Hisoka reassured him.
"I've had a canary, a sparrow and a parrot in the last four years." he declared somewhat proudly.
"You really like birds, huh?" Hisoka said, somewhat amused. "But why would I laugh about that?"
He blushed a little and lowered his eyes to look at his winged friend.
"Would you think I'm crazy if I tell you I believe it was the same bird?"
There was a long silence. Watari didn't dare to look at Hisoka in the face, fearing that if he did, the green eyed boy would start mocking him.
"What do you mean by that? I mean... How can it be the same bird?" Hisoka finally said. His tone wasn't incredulous. More like curious, and that gave Watari hope.
"Well...my first bird was a canary, as I said. My mom bought her for me and she became my best friend instantly." He laughed sheepishly. "I've obviously never had many friends. I don't know why, but I named her 003."
"Like her?" Hisoka interrupted "I thought... When you told me you'd had three birds I just assumed that you'd named them 000, 001 and 002, or something."
"No; it was always 003." Watari said fondly. "A month after my parents died, 003 the first died too. She...She choked on a piece of carrot." his voice broke as he said it. "I don't know why but she's always trying to eat stuff too big for her!" he scolded and the little bird in his arms shrunk a bit.
"Anyway, the thing is, I was devastated. The first day I was in this school though, the sparrow...003 the second, appeared on my windowsill and wouldn't leave. She just acted so much like the first, and trusted me like her master. Sparrows aren't so trusty. When she died- this time of old age- I didn't want to hear a thing about getting another bird. Tatsumi-san tried to convince me. He even said he'd buy me a cockatoo if I just cheered up!"
"A cockatoo?" Hisoka asked, truly baffled. "Why a cockatoo?"
Watari shrugged.
"Maybe he thought the size would make up for it? I don't know. One day though- it was a weekend- we were all walking down the town centre when we passed next to a pet shop and there she was." he pointed at the 'current' 003, "As soon as I saw her I knew it was her. I can't explain it. She must have recognised me too, because she began making such a mess inside her cage! Hopping around and squeaking like a maniac!!"
The blond laughed fondly and 003 squeaked happily.
"So, you're saying you believe she... reincarnated or something? You really believe that's possible?"
Hisoka's tone took him by surprise. The older boy didn't sound like he was judging him; he almost sounded hopeful. His expression was every bit as hopeful as his voice, but there was also a bit of sadness in his eyes.
"Sure I do." Watari stated adamantly. "Why not? I mean... Don't you ever feel like this is not the first time around?"
Hisoka gave him a half smile and nodded.
"You wouldn't believe it if I tell you how often." he paused, hesitating. "Do... do you think that maybe, well... like there could be someone destined for you? Like, someone you loved in another life?"
Ah, so that was it.
"I've asked myself that too many times. I wish it was true but..." 'Don't go there.' he thought, taking a deep breath.
"But you don't think the one you love feels the same, so that couldn't be true."
At first, Watari was startled by Hisoka's words. It sounded like Hisoka had said, word by word, exactly what he felt. But one look at the older boy's face and he knew Hisoka was actually talking of himself, which made Watari sigh in relief.
It did make him curious though. Who could this person be? Maybe an old love from a previous school? Most likely; there was no way he'd fallen for someone so fast for them to be from their school.
He was about to ask when Hisoka's expression changed radically from sadness to... anguish? It looked more like he was choking on something.
"Hey, you ok?"
Hisoka stared at him wide-eyed, and Watari noticed his ears were turning a bright red.
"Tsu...Tsuzuki..." he barely managed to whisper.
'Oh, well...Go figure.' he thought, half amused, half annoyed. Like, could there be *any* more Tsuzuki fans?!
His roommate didn't elaborate. He just got up and got out as fast as he could, leaving Watari stunned. He tried to go after him, but just setting his foot down the floor changed his mind. He huffed and stared at 003, who stared right back, confusedly.
"I guess it's just you and me, girl. For a change."
*~~*
Tsuzuki paced his room franticly, hoping that the movement would stop the tears from falling. It didn't.
Going into hysterics and bawling his eyes out was certainly not pleasant, but the other options... well, they just weren't options anymore. Just because the blue eyed boy wasn't his boyfriend anymore didn't mean he could hurt him.
The last thought made him want to start crying again. What had he done wrong?! Was it because he'd repeated a year? Tatsumi was so strict when it came to academic standards. Maybe he didn't want a dumb boyfriend anymore.
But that couldn't be it, could it? He'd always been as dumb as he was now. At least now he was trying! He'd even done his homework! And that wasn't the only thing he was making an effort to change. He did his best to hide his emotions whenever he was feeling like shit, just because he knew Tatsumi beat himself up about it. He'd been cheerful most of the freaking time!!
There had to be someone else; or maybe Tatsumi wasn't attracted to him anymore. Whatever it had caused the break up, Tsuzuki couldn't figure it out. He knew it would happen eventually, though. Everyone he loved went away sooner or later. Tatsumi had provably just seen the real him and felt disgusted. Maybe the blue eyed boy had been thinking about ending things for weeks, months even! Without knowing how to do it.
Tsuzuki kicked the side of his bed angrily. He was angry at himself, though, for ruining everything yet again. Tatsumi had probably been his last chance at love. Who else would be so deluded to fall for him?
The thought of just dropping everything and running to the bathroom kept turning up, getting more insistent each time. He still kept a sort of 'stash' of razor blades hidden in the bathroom, but it had been months since he'd last cut (*) and he'd stopped because he was hurting Tatsumi more than he was hurting himself. Tatsumi wouldn't notice though, would he? It's not like he'd see the scars...
Tsuzuki shook his head. That kind thoughts were precisely what had caused Tatsumi to dump him in the first place, weren't they? He needed food. Sweet food, if possible. Sure, he'd spent all his allowance, but it was an emergency. And though it wouldn't do much for his growing depression, at least it would keep him distracted.
Maybe he should even go and share it with Watari. He had the suspicion that his friend wasn't doing that great either. But first, the cafeteria. He just hoped the orderly wouldn't say anything about his swollen eyes, because there was no way he was setting foot in the bathroom, even if it was just to wash his face.
*~~*
Every teacher, of any kind, says at one point that they see the kids under their authority as their own. For principal Konoe it had never felt that way. Yes, he cared about most of them and he was rather paternal. Five years ago he'd probably uttered those same words and believed them.
But then something extraordinary happened. Three kids from different social stractions and with very different personalities had ended up at his door with no family to speak of and won his heart over. Though he kept himself at a distance, each of those kids had in him their most faithful supporter and someday, maybe when the boundaries principal-student were broken, a good friend.
For Watari Yutaka he was the one who'd always make sure the boy would have every opportunity he deserved, not letting the brilliant future ahead of him be hindered by his economic condition. He also pushed the boy to do his best, encouraging him to take part in every science fair and contest that crossed his path, no matter he didn't have the money to produce dazzling projects. The boy was a genius; albeit a dangerous one.
To Tsuzuki Asato he was the connection to his past and the assurance that he did have a future. He'd been the one that hadn't turned his back on him when he needed someone the most and was more of a father to him than what he could have been to his own kids. Tsuzuki needed restrictions and discipline more than anyone, but also needed that to be dealt with affection. Lets be honest, it wasn't hard to care for the kid. He did remind him of himself when he was younger, in a bizarre way.
With Tatsumi though, it hadn't been 'love at first sight', so to speak. His first reaction to him had been weariness and, considering Tatsumi probably had more power over what happened in the school than himself, it was more than understandable. But with time Tatsumi had proven to be just what he needed to run things the right way.
It was very weird to think that of a student, but Tatsumi was the cool head while he was more emotional. Tatsumi also had a talent for authority and command. He was a natural. Over the years they'd formed a very good team and not once Tatsumi had reminded him- with words or actions- that he was just a boy.
Through the blue eyed boy he also had a chance to keep an eye on his 'kids' in a way, since he cared about them as much as Konoe did. Tatsumi was the one who had more contact with him, the one he knew best.
Konoe sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly.
"I can't believe this happened in broad daylight with half the police station still around!" He let out, frustrated. He was pacing his office while Tatsumi sat in silence with a faraway look in his eyes. Under the circumstances, he couldn't blame him. "How the hell did that bastard got away with it!? The body was in plain sight!!" He stopped in front of the window, continuing his rambling in order to vent. "We'll have to send all the students home, I guess. There aren't even any suspects! Don't tell this to anyone, but the cops don't have a clue!! Useless pigs, the lot of them!!" He turned around especting to see Tatsumi supporting his outrage; instead, the blue eyed boy's face was still blank. "You know what we should do?" he asked to test him, "We should just eliminate the fee of all the students for this month as a sort of indemnification for the stress. What do you say?"
"Huh?" Tatsumi blinked a few times, staring at Konoe with a lost expression before frowning. "I hope you were just trying to pull my hair with that one."
"Oh, I should have known that was the way to get your attention." he mocked. Immediately though, he regarded the kid with a sympathetic smile. "Where's your head that it took you more than five seconds to realise I'd said it?"
That his 'kids' were going through something so awful when the school was supposed to be a safe haven for them was unnerving to no end, but Tatsumi obviously had troubles of his own at the moment, and he wasn't about to ignore them.
The blue eyed boy shook his head sadly.
"It's not important. I'll try to stay focused though. Please go on."
"No way," Konoe scolded mildly, giving him a knowing look. "You're telling me what's wrong this instant. If I let you go about with whatever it is eating your brain, you'll blow up at the least expected moment and it won't be pleasant for anyone."
Tatsumi sighed in resignation.
"Tsuzuki and I... Well, it's more like I...dumped him."
The older man nodded. He'd seen it coming. That though, didn't mean the situation wasn't worth his concern. He opted to take a seat on top of his desk, that way being able to look at Tatsumi right in the face to catch any sign of emotion that were so hard to pick up from him.
"Did you have a fight or was it friendly?"
"Friendly, I guess." Tatsumi whispered, without sounding convinced. "But I'm worried; he looked so hurt..."
"Of course he's hurt Tatsumi-kun." Konoe said gently. "He loves you a great deal, as you love him. You know I didn't like the idea of the two of you together, and you always assumed it was because you were both boys. But I've always known this day would come; call it an old man's wisdom."
Tatsumi shifted uncomfortably in his seat and Konoe could already see him getting defensive.
"Well, you could have been wrong. I wouldn't change my decision to be with him if I could. That's not why I broke things off."
"You did it because of Watari-chan?" Konoe didn't think it was the case, but he also knew that Tatsumi's feelings for the blond were growing stronger and if Tatsumi thought that was why he'd broken up with Tsuzuki, he'd feel guilty and never do anything about it.
"No!!" Tatsumi yelped, distressed. "Why... Why would you say that?!"
Konoe smiled knowingly.
"Because I know you love him?"
Tatsumi looked at him wide eyed, his skin turning a few shades paler.
"I... ah... I..." the boy ran a hand through his hair and Konoe noticed how bad it was shaking. "Is it that obvious?" he said finally, guilt dripping from his voice in tons.
"Call it an old man's wisdom." he repeated. "I can see the way you look at him. I also know he feels something for you too. And call me crazy, but I think it's the real thing."
"How would you know?" Tatsumi spat dejectedly. "What will he think of me when he find out I dumped his best friend? Imagine if I tell him that I love him after that... he'll think I'm an unfaithful bastard and..." he paused, shaking his head violently. "But that's not why I broke up with Tsuzuki! I would have done it even if there wasn't a Watari... I'm no good for him...he needs..." Tatsumi's voice faltered and the boy put his head in his hands. "I don't know what to do."
Konoe placed a gentle hand on the boy's shoulder. He felt like scum for it, but he thought it was nice to see Tatsumi so affected by his emotions. Sometimes he could be so blind, so repressed!
Tatsumi lifted his gaze and stared at him pleadingly, asking him with his eyes to tell him he wasn't a piece of shit for what he'd done, most likely.
"I think the important thing is that you know you didn't end things with Tsuzuki just because you like Watari. We both know that would be a lie. I think you did the right thing, as long as you remain friends with Tsuzuki. You love him too much to erase him from your life. And I'm not saying you should go running to Watari right now. That wouldn't be good for you or anyone. But don't let your hurt over this blind you about other things. Trust me, Watari will know you are not a cheating bastard. Ok? After all, you didn't cheat on anyone."
Tatsumi nodded and smiled a bit.
"Thanks." he said sincerely.
Konoe smirked.
"You're welcome. Now can we go back to the matter at hand?"
"Sure," Tatsumi fixed his glasses. "But there's no way you're eliminating this month's fee."
*~~*
So, the price and the reward were the same? Muraki could certainly live with that. Of course he knew the demon had sought him up because it was convenient to him. Muraki didn't care, really.
A demon, he thought amusedly. Who'd have guessed? Did that mean he'd sold his soul? Could that be true? Maybe his soul had already been sold. If he was anything like his relatives, it was probably the case. Maybe it was time to stop denying his heritage and accept himself for what he was.
He already had a plan of action that the demon had provided, and a purpose for himself. There was no need to keep running away. In fact, everything needed to go back to the way it was, at least on the outside, if he wanted to succeed.
As he made his way back to his room, musing about how to explain Oriya his 24 hour absence, his eyes caught on a very interesting sight. Maybe he could have a little plan of his own? Improvise a bit? Yeah, that sounded like a good idea. He was never one to follow orders, anyway.
"Kurosaki-kun!!" he called out to the distressed young man running through the hall.
Hisoka turned around and ran up to him hurriedly. He was short of breath and beet red when he reached the white haired boy.
"Mu...Muraki-kun... Have you seen Tsuzuki anywhere? I went to his room but...he wasn't there..."
'You've dropped the honorific already?' he thought amusedly. On the outside, he was the perfect image of concern.
"Why? Is everything ok?" he asked kindly, while inwardly he was imagining several ways to rip Hisoka's head off without using any sharp objects.
Hisoka's face blanched; the boy blinked several times, obviously trying to come up with a plausible excuse for his state.
"I... Yes, no, I just need... I need... to ask him a favour, yes!" he said finally.
A rather lame excuse, Muraki thought, and if the look on Hisoka's face after he'd said it was any indication he'd realised as well.
"Must be important, huh?" he smiled. Hisoka nodded stiffly. "Oh, ok. I think I know where he is. He has this...'secret place' of his. I could take you if you want."
He motioned his hands for Hisoka to go ahead. Hisoka did hesitate for a moment before starting to walk. After all, the demon had mentioned the green eyed boy had some sort of unfair insight on people's emotions, thus, their intentions. But Muraki wasn't worried. There wasn't anything left for him to feel, except amusement.
And this would be fun.
~Tsuzuku~
(*) I'm sure everyone knows what this is (in case you don't, it's self mutilation. Hurting yourself to stop feeling a strong emotional pain. It's not necessarily a suicidal tendency, I think; specially in Tsuzuki's case, because he can heal so fast.) I don't know if I think Tsuzuki is the type who'd do that, but considering he's a teen and, according to the manga, he was 18 when he was committed to a mental institution because he wouldn't eat or drink and sometimes just try to kill himself, I don't see how it could be too out of character. Anyway, it's not there for shock value, because he isn't doing it anymore. I just thought it appropriate. Feel free to disagree.
Yes, Muraki is being naughty (or as someone said, stupid *-*); and he's about to get even naughtier. All his bits are so short 'cause he'll play a big part in the finale, so they're more to the point. Pay attention to his bits, as short as they are, because they are leading one of the underlying plots that will go KABOOM in a few chappies.
And now the answer to the reviews, which usually is as long as the chapter and that's just the way I like it *-*
Kara Angitia: Can I have a muffin? Hey, be happy. At first I thought about Hiyama killing 003, but you guys seem to love her too much (as do I, but I'm just evil) so I changed my mind. Tsu-chan will be ok, he'll have lots of 'Sokaness to help him get better.
not so innocent bystander (a.k.a Nsib): Congrats on those tests!! I knew you'd do ok, heh heh... As I said, yes...bad bad Muraki from now on, though he might be a bit milder than in the manga. I'm not sure I'll make him *stay* on the dark side. I think I'm starting to see through your emotionless facade. Hugs!!
LinaLau: Well, I've been known to be rather forgettable at times... I have my midterms in June. You know, South Hemisphere timing and all. But I'm also getting so much homework!!! *cries* And it's only the first week!!! No one seemed to think I completely murdered Tatsumi's character so I can now sigh relieved...heh, I was so nervous about that. Well, don't worry about that piccie, do it when you have time and you feel like it. I just want to see it when it's done, even if it's next year. I'm oddly patient, in a completely inpatient way. Huggles!!
LYK: Developing a crush on Oriya is like getting a cold in winter; completely unavoidable. And yeah I'm learning a lot!! The weirdest class was culture. We started with Scandinavian gods and ended up talking about St. Patrick's day. But it was very interesting. Kuddos on that new story. EVERYONE, READ LYK'S NEW STORY!! It's kewl because though it also has them as teenagers, it's completely different from this. I'd dare say, better. I tend to ramble too much. I have forgotten how to write more focusedly. *cries* Update it soon, though, or I'll hold my own chapters as hostages 'til you do. *mwuahahaha*
azdriel: Enhorabuena! Seguro que lo adivinaste. Ah, no sabes que alivio, por que aunque si quiero que Tatsumi termine con Watari, no quería que terminara con Tsuzuki por eso. Seria muy injusto, no te parece? Aunque eso no quiere decir que Tatsumi no piense que es por eso que lo hizo, jeje. Hacerlo sentir culpable es divertido. Acerca de Lawful Drug, no sabes si se puede comprar sin tarjeta de crédito? Lamentablemente no estoy dentro del sistema, ke le voy a hacer. Vos los tenes? Kakei no es lindo? Y Saiga? Y Kazahaya? Y Rikuo (era Rikuo, no?) Son todos lindos!!! *suspirito de fangirl* Viste la escena del chocolate? Y Kakei y Saiga que se andan manoseando todo el rato *sigh* me fascina... Bueno, yo también la corto aca o no paro mas *poof*
hickori_rat: Gracias por el consejo. Eh, 7 euros es como 28 pesos acá, y 28 pesos acá valen para nosotros como 28 euros, solo que ganamos menos que en Europa...o al menos yo, porque soy requete pobre T-T Pero si consigo trabajo voy a comprarlos...lo primero que me compro!! *-*
Schatten Wolfendorf: Aaaah! Tres reviews en español de un tirón!! Sorry por estimular tanto tus glandulas lagrimales...dicen que llorar es bueno para la salud *-* Me alegra que vos- y los demas *-*- hayan aceptado la ruptura tan bien. Estaba tan preocupada!! Y notaste la conversación de Oriya y Hisoka!! Yay! Bueno, ahora me voy a contestar tu otro review... sos tan linda conmigo *sniff*
Fish1: At least you could *pretend* to be sad about it, lol. ...^.^ ; There was so many people jus waiting for the break-up that I think I might loose half of my readers!! lol- Anyway, *taps fingers to the table* I'm still waiting for more chappies!! You didn't update did you? Cuz I have been without a connection for an entire week and just managed to go to the library a few times to rid my mail box of all that annoying spam. I don't want to keep missing chapters and neglecting my reviews!! I love your story! Hugs. (ps: I won't mind if there's more drawings in the future...^-^)
dodger-chan: I hear you. The comp I use to surf the net is currently unavailable...grrrr... Another approval on the break up, phew! And I'm glad you see the parallel with the manga. Anyway, are you ever continuing 'Post traumatic kiss disorder'? I'm in so much need for a good read!! Funnily enough, now that I have all this homework, I need it more than when I had all that free time... Huggles.
Mel-chan: You know, I first wrote defenseless, and the stupid spell corrector told me it was wrong. I mean, I know how to spell, but one has to trust a spelling corrector!!! *shakes fist* Anyway, if you noticed that it means I don't misspell much? About the break up, trust me, you weren't the only one waiting for it. People have been nagging me to get on with it for weeks!! I also wanted it over with, because I was so scared to screw it up and it also made me sad *sniff* I think it was a bad idea to start with Tatsumi/Tsuzuki and then move on to the other pairings. *huff* But that's over now. I'll try to keep you all happy for a while, okies?! ...^-^ Hugs!
Coatl Chan: Chemistry can't be used to measure geniality. Chemistry is almost as evil as maths; *almost*. And yeah, I probably waited too long to break them up because it is such an awful thing to happen to someone!! I've never dated, because I'm terrified of having to dump someone (or being dumped, but that's obvious) Yeah, I'm *that* neurotic. The guy on DA is a detective... A victorian detective, from a series of books and short stories...who had a sidekick who was a doctor...it's...elementary...my dear Coatl-chan *.* Prospects of fanart are always welcomed, even if they end up being finished by 2015, so don't worry,. Just the thought of you wanting to make one makes me all mushy inside. Hugs!!
Fahm: You could say Muraki is being stupid... I might make him stop being stupíd though... Anyway, you probably looked for the story the day I updated? And that's why you didn't find it? Lets pray FF.net never takes down one of my stories. I'd die!!
Kurikuri: *hands her a Tsuzuki plushie* Here you go dear. I handed so many of these with my last story that I forgot all about giving them to my new reviewers. You really think my use of language is pretty? *starry eyed* thank you!! even if it wasn't true, you made my day!!
See you next week?
Ja Ne!!