2. Emerald Musings
*beep* *ver~ump*
A flaccid body sat sprawled out on an office chair in front of a large machine.
His tie loosened, and the top two buttons of his dress shirt undone, as a figure fumbled unconsciously with the machine once more. Wisps of black hair that shined a chocolate color fell tiredly in front of a pair of purple eyes currently glazed over in thought.
*beep* *ver~ump*
Completely oblivious to the various forms, documents and reports that were stacked behind him at his desk that he should have been working on, he concentrated on a dialogue that had been taking place in his head for the last couple of days now.
'I know he can be harsh at times, but he really does care about you.' The optimistic voice in his head told him brightly.
'Harsh is putting it nicely. Besides, after what has happened, you would think the kid could be a bit more understanding.' a second, more pessimistic voice chimed in with a rather accusatory tone.
'He has already been through a lot himself, you cannot hold his attitude against him.' The first voice said calmly.
'And why not?' The second voice demanded.
'He had a rather traumatizing childhood, and it is difficult for him to trust people because of it!' the voice shouted desperately in his partner's defense.
'We care about him! He is part of a family here with us! Is it so hard for him to afford us the same luxury?!' it roared.
'Listen to yourself! You are completely disregarding his feelings!' it bellowed as it became fed up with its counterpart's attitude.
'What about my feelings!!!'
Tsuzuki had no idea were this inner dialogue had come from, or why it had such nice vocabulary and grammar. All he knew was that it would always cause an internal battle, which would often result in a migraine. He mumbled something incoherent as he felt a familiar pressure spread across his forehead.
*beep* *ver~ump*
He closed his eyes and gently rubbed soothing circles on his temples. It was apparent that extended periods of contemplation did not suite this particular Shinigami in the least, and it pained him to realize that the workday had started all of three hours ago.
*beep* *ver~ump*
He absentmindedly brushed clumsy fingers over the machine once more.
*beep* *ver~ump*
A neat pile of Xeroxed right hands was quickly accumulating at one end of the machine.
"I hope you know I will add that to your expense account, Tsuzuki-san"
Tsuzuki's eyes suddenly went wide with fear, like a child caught in the cookie jar. He quickly removed his hand from the Xerox machine while he whipped his entire body around in the swirling chair to face his visitor.
His gaze fell upon a tall, stern, and powerful man who looked like he had never understood a joke in his life. He wore a brown suit around a well-toned body and a cobalt tie that accented his sapphire eyes. His outfit topped off with a pair of wire-rimmed glasses; he was the perfect picture of a proper businessman.
A wave of recognition swept over Tsuzuki as he regained his composure, the shock slowly draining from his features.
"Oh! Hello Tatsumi-san." A rehearsed smile automatically plastered itself to Tsuzuki's face.
The austere businessman felt a slight pang in his chest at the sight of that particular smile. He knew all to well of its implications. Although Tatsumi could see the despair behind falsely cheerful amethyst, he decided not to press Tsuzuki for an explanation if his friend would not offer one willingly. However, Tatsumi's patriarchal side won out as he opted to give Tsuzuki a better opportunity to open up. Knowing full well what had caused his friend's current mood, he spoke up.
"Have you seen Kurosaki-kun around? I need to speak with him about the case." he asked is his customary formal manner. He was positive that Tsuzuki's partner was the root of his current depression.
Tsuzuki slowly shock his head as his face began to exhibit no signs that a smile had ever resided upon it. Tsuzuki's attention had sifted to a pile of brightly colored paper clips, which he was fumbling mindlessly with.
When it was apparent that Tsuzuki was not actually going to verbalize his thoughts, Tatsumi reluctantly made his way to the door. He did not like leaving his former partner alone in his misery but he was not about to interrogate Tsuzuki about his problem, especially after what he had just been through. It would all get better with time, it always did.
While closing the door, Tatsumi gently added, "Well, if you see him, tell Kurosaki-kun I need to speak with him." And with that he shut the door completely. His heart silently ached as he began his decent back to his own office.
As the door closed, Tsuzuki looked up from the paper clips that had seemed so enticing just moments ago. Staring at the empty seat of his partner facing him from across his desk, and then to the door, Tsuzuki felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness engulf him.
He dreaded the moment he would be assigned a new case, and not for the usual reason of his indolent attitude. His face flushed and terror overtook him as he tried to fathom the idea of working with someone who so deeply despised him. Hisoka had seen him at his worst and from how his partner was now avoiding him, Tsuzuki found it safe to assume that the Empath was repulsed by what he saw.
To Be Concluded...
(I thought it would be nice to give you guys two chapters at once, and if you are still interested, yes this will turn into an actual story with an actual plot, I keep it all here in my head, the story is practically done and its around 15 chapters in my brain)
Sorry about short chapters, it depends on what I write some will be long, some short. I could always give you several chapters at a time to make up for short ones... yes that's sounds good.
Hello dear readers, I am hoping that updates will be done in a timely fashion. *grins* However, harassing emails and a review page full of reviews gets me uber-motivated *smiles* This is my first story of any kind that I have ever posted, so any feedback would be greatly appreciated. I would love to know what you liked so I can offer you more of the same, and I would also appreciate knowing what you disapprove of so that I can correct the problems in future chapters and stories. In short, Tsuzuki and Hisoka would like to know if you like how they are being portrayed. I have been a member of Fanfiction.net for years now, but have always been to shy to actually post a story.
Question: I heard a rumor. Can anyone tell me if Yami no Matsuei has or will be licensed here in the US?
Tell me if you want the next chapter, or if I should scrap this idea! *smile*
*beep* *ver~ump*
A flaccid body sat sprawled out on an office chair in front of a large machine.
His tie loosened, and the top two buttons of his dress shirt undone, as a figure fumbled unconsciously with the machine once more. Wisps of black hair that shined a chocolate color fell tiredly in front of a pair of purple eyes currently glazed over in thought.
*beep* *ver~ump*
Completely oblivious to the various forms, documents and reports that were stacked behind him at his desk that he should have been working on, he concentrated on a dialogue that had been taking place in his head for the last couple of days now.
'I know he can be harsh at times, but he really does care about you.' The optimistic voice in his head told him brightly.
'Harsh is putting it nicely. Besides, after what has happened, you would think the kid could be a bit more understanding.' a second, more pessimistic voice chimed in with a rather accusatory tone.
'He has already been through a lot himself, you cannot hold his attitude against him.' The first voice said calmly.
'And why not?' The second voice demanded.
'He had a rather traumatizing childhood, and it is difficult for him to trust people because of it!' the voice shouted desperately in his partner's defense.
'We care about him! He is part of a family here with us! Is it so hard for him to afford us the same luxury?!' it roared.
'Listen to yourself! You are completely disregarding his feelings!' it bellowed as it became fed up with its counterpart's attitude.
'What about my feelings!!!'
Tsuzuki had no idea were this inner dialogue had come from, or why it had such nice vocabulary and grammar. All he knew was that it would always cause an internal battle, which would often result in a migraine. He mumbled something incoherent as he felt a familiar pressure spread across his forehead.
*beep* *ver~ump*
He closed his eyes and gently rubbed soothing circles on his temples. It was apparent that extended periods of contemplation did not suite this particular Shinigami in the least, and it pained him to realize that the workday had started all of three hours ago.
*beep* *ver~ump*
He absentmindedly brushed clumsy fingers over the machine once more.
*beep* *ver~ump*
A neat pile of Xeroxed right hands was quickly accumulating at one end of the machine.
"I hope you know I will add that to your expense account, Tsuzuki-san"
Tsuzuki's eyes suddenly went wide with fear, like a child caught in the cookie jar. He quickly removed his hand from the Xerox machine while he whipped his entire body around in the swirling chair to face his visitor.
His gaze fell upon a tall, stern, and powerful man who looked like he had never understood a joke in his life. He wore a brown suit around a well-toned body and a cobalt tie that accented his sapphire eyes. His outfit topped off with a pair of wire-rimmed glasses; he was the perfect picture of a proper businessman.
A wave of recognition swept over Tsuzuki as he regained his composure, the shock slowly draining from his features.
"Oh! Hello Tatsumi-san." A rehearsed smile automatically plastered itself to Tsuzuki's face.
The austere businessman felt a slight pang in his chest at the sight of that particular smile. He knew all to well of its implications. Although Tatsumi could see the despair behind falsely cheerful amethyst, he decided not to press Tsuzuki for an explanation if his friend would not offer one willingly. However, Tatsumi's patriarchal side won out as he opted to give Tsuzuki a better opportunity to open up. Knowing full well what had caused his friend's current mood, he spoke up.
"Have you seen Kurosaki-kun around? I need to speak with him about the case." he asked is his customary formal manner. He was positive that Tsuzuki's partner was the root of his current depression.
Tsuzuki slowly shock his head as his face began to exhibit no signs that a smile had ever resided upon it. Tsuzuki's attention had sifted to a pile of brightly colored paper clips, which he was fumbling mindlessly with.
When it was apparent that Tsuzuki was not actually going to verbalize his thoughts, Tatsumi reluctantly made his way to the door. He did not like leaving his former partner alone in his misery but he was not about to interrogate Tsuzuki about his problem, especially after what he had just been through. It would all get better with time, it always did.
While closing the door, Tatsumi gently added, "Well, if you see him, tell Kurosaki-kun I need to speak with him." And with that he shut the door completely. His heart silently ached as he began his decent back to his own office.
As the door closed, Tsuzuki looked up from the paper clips that had seemed so enticing just moments ago. Staring at the empty seat of his partner facing him from across his desk, and then to the door, Tsuzuki felt an overwhelming sense of loneliness engulf him.
He dreaded the moment he would be assigned a new case, and not for the usual reason of his indolent attitude. His face flushed and terror overtook him as he tried to fathom the idea of working with someone who so deeply despised him. Hisoka had seen him at his worst and from how his partner was now avoiding him, Tsuzuki found it safe to assume that the Empath was repulsed by what he saw.
To Be Concluded...
(I thought it would be nice to give you guys two chapters at once, and if you are still interested, yes this will turn into an actual story with an actual plot, I keep it all here in my head, the story is practically done and its around 15 chapters in my brain)
Sorry about short chapters, it depends on what I write some will be long, some short. I could always give you several chapters at a time to make up for short ones... yes that's sounds good.
Hello dear readers, I am hoping that updates will be done in a timely fashion. *grins* However, harassing emails and a review page full of reviews gets me uber-motivated *smiles* This is my first story of any kind that I have ever posted, so any feedback would be greatly appreciated. I would love to know what you liked so I can offer you more of the same, and I would also appreciate knowing what you disapprove of so that I can correct the problems in future chapters and stories. In short, Tsuzuki and Hisoka would like to know if you like how they are being portrayed. I have been a member of Fanfiction.net for years now, but have always been to shy to actually post a story.
Question: I heard a rumor. Can anyone tell me if Yami no Matsuei has or will be licensed here in the US?
Tell me if you want the next chapter, or if I should scrap this idea! *smile*