A/N: Here's the third and last interlude. Amazingly enough, it was the hardest of the three. I think we've reached a point in the story where if I didn't post this, it would have ended up as an epilogue.

Enjoy!

A SMILE UPON MY FACE: TSUZUKI/HISOKA INTERLUDE.


Where do we go nobody knows?

I've gotta say I'm on my way down

God give me style and give me grace

God put a smile upon my face

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It was just another day in Meifuu. Nothing particular about it. I made a fuss about strawberry filled donuts and you called me baka. I whined about the files, you called me baka. I fell asleep on my desk and yes, you called me baka.

Well, you called me baka about a whole lot of other things I don't remember. I love it when you do, though. Specially when you blush while you do it. Because I can tell I am, in a twisted way, important to you. You notice when I'm silly. Heh, and that's often.

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Where do we go to draw the line?

I've gotta say I wasted all your time, (oh honey honey)

Where do I go to fall from grace?

God put a smile upon your face, yeah

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It's been twenty five years already? Twenty five years since you confused me with a vampire. Twenty five years since you made me fall for you with you intense green eyes and your grouchy way of letting me know you care.

That makes me a hundred and eleven years old, doesn't it? Ah, who cares, I lost count a long time ago. I still haven't managed to pay my debt to the department, though.

But somehow this day was different. I don't know why I paid attention to this tiny detail today, and not any other day. It's one of those things, I guess. Maybe I didn't want to notice? Probably.

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Now, when you work it out I'm worse than you

Yeah, when you work it out I wanted to

Now, when you work out where to draw the line

Your guess is as good as mine

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It was really stupid how I noticed, too. I had just returned from my lunch break and you were standing next to the window, staring at a distance. Trust me to try and make a joke when you look so pensive, ne? Well, it's just that you looked kinda sad; I just thought I'd take your mind off things.

I've known I love you for decades, really. And I know you know I love you. I even know you love me too... And that you know that I know that you...Ok, I'll stop.

We've come a long way. We kiss now, isn't that something? I mean, who'd have thought? Just quick, feather-like kisses here and there, maybe even a hug, and I can go for another year in a happy daze.

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Where do we go nobody knows?

Don't even say you're on your way down, (when)

God gave you style and gave you grace

And put a smile upon your face, ah yeah

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I kissed you today; I wanted to surprise you- as a joke, you know?- hugged your waist and kissed you. I, of course, overstepped my boundaries. I should have known better than to hug you from behind. But hey, it's me, after all. And it's not like it's the first time I screw up. Nothing to worry about.

You pushed me away, of course, yelled at me a number of profanities and sulked for a good half hour before I knew it was safe for me to talk to you again. I didn't mind that.

But today I finally noticed, and it broke my heart. When you pushed me away I saw your eyes; they were filled with irrational fear. And that I would have understood too. What tore me up inside was what came after that fear. You were ashamed of yourself.

For a split second I saw you; you want me to kiss you and not be scared because of it. You want to come over at night, as you so often do, and not just lay in my bed at an arm's length. You want more than the walking on eggshells that is our relationship. You want me; and you're too scared- too wounded- to ever find it in your heart to love me fully.

For the first time I've noticed how much I'm hurting you. Not that I think it is my fault; you've healed me enough to realise that. But my presence is a constant reminder of what's been taken from you- and at such a tender age too. You were so young, so scarred, and not all the love I could give you would ever make you forget. I am a constant reminder of what you can't have.

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Now, when you work it out I'm worse than you

Yeah, when you work it out I wanted to

Now, when you work out where to draw the line

Your guess is as good as mine

Its as good as mine

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I beg you'll find it in your heart to forgive me. I hope someday you understand that I'm not leaving you. Nothing could be further from the truth. I'm just freeing you. And I'm also giving you a chance to come after me, if you really want a second chance.

That I, of all people, am choosing life again, is surprising even to myself. Perhaps I'm crazy. Perhaps I wouldn't throw away the chance of being with you again- of falling for you again- in a million years.

One day we'll meet again. I'm almost certain of it. In a time and place I cannot begin to imagine, but that will surely be a lot happier than both our lives put together ever were.

"Are you sure about this, Tsuzuki-san?" Enma says, I nod.

I don't know how I'm going to break it to you; I know it'll hurt you, but it'll be the best for you in the long run. I just hope I can be patient enough to wait for the day I see you again.

Just know that I love you; always will. My heart is only yours.

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Where do we go nobody knows?

Don't even say you're on your way down, (when)

God gave you style and gave you grace

And put a smile upon your face


End of interlude

So here it is, the final interlude. Again, just cuz there's no more interludes doesn't mean the story is finished (wish it was though, man, six months?!) But it is nearing a conclusion.

Reviews (five reviews is a lot, five reviews is a lot sulks See what you've done to me?):

LYK: I'm seriously scared of ff.bitch. Nazis indeed!!! I honestly think they should get off our cases; what happened to freedom of speech? I wish I had the means to make a site of my own for these purposes, I don't go well with censorship, I might end up sending an obscene e-mail one of this days, that wouldn't be under their stupid 'R' rating!! Glad you still like though. Hugs you to pieces

Nsib: Confused? Why confused? Now I'm confused about your confusion, and it'll turn into a big ball of confusing-ish havoc! Seriously though, ask and you shall be answered! I know I'm confusing sometimes! Hugs.

xXLil Yu JahXx: You don't seem to like Muraki a lot, lol. Cruel fate indeedy. We'll see where it takes us though. Hugs!!

azdriel: No te preocupes, con lo irregulares que se han vuelto mis updates, no me sorprende que hasta ff.net no se las espere! lol. No, en serio, y gracias por seguir leyendo. Que bueno que entendes exactamente lo que quiero hacer con Muraki!! En el manga/anime, era o súper malo psicópata, o pobre jovencito torturado por su hermano, quería escribir lo que pasaba en el medio, sabes? Pero no se como irá a terminar, heh heh. Saki y 'Soka... LOL, tan cierto!! Suerte que Hijiri no salió muy OOC; lo que decís de él es muy cierto y en eso estaba pensando cuando lo escribí. Besos y que tus reviews se alarguen todo lo qu sea necesario. Yo no me quejo!!

aki konoe: Ah, alter egos I understand! gives aki more cookies and a Muraki real life sized plushie to calm the little buggers Did you mean fellow writer, or fellow insane person? Either way you'd be right! lol. Hugs.

Ja Ne!