Sorry for taking so long to update! Many ideas came to me when I was writing the first part of this fic. However, none seem to be "appropriate" for how the storyline goes. In the end, this dragged on for much longer than was expected. Gomen nasai! Anyway, I hope all of you will like this part of the fic as you like the first part.

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So here goes the story...

After going through the twenty-seventh fantasy with Tatsumi, Tsuzuki has given up on the idea of giving his lover a present, which cost not a single penny. He has specially enlisted the help of one blue-eyed secretary who's well known for his ability to work with non-existed budget. They were calmly going through the various ideas before Tsuzuki got carried away with his one of his fantasies with Hisoka dressing up as a maid and letting him has his way with him. Of course, once the man started, he couldn't stop and poor Tatsumi was not prepared for the vivid description and the subsequent blood loss.

"Uh... I don't think Kurosaki kun will appreciate the idea of being chained onto the bed while you are performing your uh... dance. Neither will he like you to turn the whole bed into a gigantic cake full of whipped cream." Tatsumi stated in the most indifferent tone he could manage while trying to contain his blush.

"Demo... there's once when he didn't object to dressing up in a sailor uniform... Eh? Tatsumi, where are you going?" Tsuzuki shouted after the secretary who had run out of his office in search of more tissue papers for his nose.

The purple-eyed man sighed dejectedly as he slumped in his seat. 'I didn't know the image of Hisoka dressed up in those white shirt and navy blue pants sailor uniform will cause such a big reaction from Tatsumi. Now what should I do since Tatsumi will probably take a while if he had gone to Watari for tissue papers or...? Concentrate! Tsuzuki Asato! How hard could it be to give the love of your life or rather afterlife a present? But I'm still here without a clue! Hmm... why don't I ask him myself? Yeah right, as if he will tell me. It will not be fun anymore if I ask him myself.'

Tsuzuki's thought

Tsuzuki: "Yo, soka-chan, what do you want for your birthday this year?"

Hisoka: "My birthday? Is my birthday coming?" (clueless)

Tsuzuki: --o

Tsuzuki: Yeah, it's tomorrow. What do you wish to have?

Hisoka: I wish to have a lover who don't occupy ALL the spaces on the bed, whined and cried when I refused to participate in his erotic fantasies, did all his paperwork on time without me threatening and bribing, helped to clean out the sheets after we...

END Tsuzuki's thoughts

Tsuzuki shook his head violently as his thoughts progressed. He refused to think that Hisoka would prefer another lover other than him. But, what if Hisoka did have that intention? Is that why their relationship had become such a routine? He couldn't answer those questions on his mind but one thing is clear, he has to earn Hisoka's attention and affection back this instant! Regardless of how their relationship have been for the past few months, he is determined to rekindle the sparks that were once there. He just couldn't let Hisoka go!

With that, he set out to look for his paper and pen that was lost in the sea of paperwork he had on his desks. He already had an idea forming in his mind.

- - - - - - - -

The next day aka Hisoka's birthday!

'He has been working for the past few hours. Working as in literally worked on the mountain of reports he had on his desk. Something is definitely wrong!'

Hisoka reached out with his empathy and prodded on Tsuzuki's shield. Tsuzuki glanced up briefly at Hisoka from his desk and smiled warmly before letting Hisoka into his personal space.

contentment... happiness... determination... hope...

Hisoka basked in all those emotions for a second more before closing off Tsuzuki's personal space. He still couldn't figure what Tsuzuki was planning to do. But he knows without doubt Tsuzuki had something up in his sleeves.

"Soka-chan? I'm done with my work here. I need to go to the new pastry shop in Okinawa to get their famous fruit tarts. Don't wait up for me tonight all right? The queue might take a while." Tsuzuki added with a smile. He was already out of the door when Hisoka thought of reminding him that today was his birthday.

'So, he didn't remember this year. It's not such a big deal. I'm not a kid who needs to celebrate his birthday every year anymore. But... it still hurts when he didn't even say anything to me. Not even a 'Happy Birthday'.' Hisoka sighed audibly before packing his desks and prepared for the long walk home alone.

- - - - - - - - -

Hisoka unlocked the door to Tsuzuki and his home for the past five years. Since they have explored the possibility of them being more than friends, neither wishes to be alone for any amount of time anymore especially at night. The house was not richly decorated with bold colours like Watari's nor was it as sparse as Tatsumi's house. It was just simple and homely, just the way he and Tsuzuki preferred.

He smiled briefly when he remembered the violet-eyed man's comment when he first came to his house.

"Ne... Hisoka, your house looks like a hotel room. It has all the essentials but lacking the essence that makes it uniquely yours." Tsuzuki said in an I'm-serious-although-not-for-long tone.

At that time, Hisoka merely shrugged since he didn't understand what Tsuzuki was talking about. It is his home and he likes it the way it was.

But now, taking his present surrounding in, Hisoka was glad that this home where Tsuzuki and he shared was nothing like his previous lodging. It still had all the essentials and he finally understood Tsuzuki's meaning of essence. It was the feeling of familiarity that pricked his senses whenever he opened the door and stepped in. the familiarity that made him knew he is home as if something or rather someone has been waiting for him.

'It's amazing how much things have changed in me after all these years. And we are still changing too if the recent habits are any indication.'

Hisoka hold back on his thoughts as he made his way to their bedroom. There is no point in thinking too much about it. They are just used to being with each other.

After his eyes adjusted to the brightness of the bedroom, Hisoka's eyes widened. On their Queen-sized bed, there is a pool of paper cranes forming a heart shape. And in the middle of it, there is a card addressed to him.

Dearest Soka-chan,

Please grace me with your presence at the hill overseeing the Okinawa beach. I will be waiting there for you.

Forever yours,

Tsuzuki

Hisoka ran towards the door without a second glance to the card.

TBC

Muahahahahahah Yeah, I know I'm evil. The next chappie will be up soon since I already know what I want to do.

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