Stupid Confession
Chapter 5:
"Hisoka! Hisoka Where are you!?"
Tsuzuki ran aimlessly around not knowing where to go. "Hisoka!"
He had been searching everywhere he could think of, from the sakura trees to the old church by the park. "Hisoka!"
The blonde wasn't at home or at the library. He had ran everywhere ignoring all the pastry shops and bakeries that he pasted by, his mind only focused on his missing partner.
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"Doll..."
"Muraki-sama, is there anything you need?"
"Besides you? No, but you should get ready, we're going to have a guest soon."
"Hai."
Empty green eyes didn't look away as a mouth claimed his own. He then walked away and got ready, for this guest his precious master had anticipated would come. He wondered who it could be. Muraki watched his doll move away before letting the barrier down a little just to let Tsuzuki catch the faintest presence of his doll. HIS doll.
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Tsuzuki snapped his head towards where he had just sensed Hisoka's presence, it was faint but it was surely there. He started to sprint, 'Hisoka...just wait for me...I'll come for you, just wait.' He ran and ran past people, paying no heed to their protests; his mind was completely trained on Hisoka's presence. He had a bad feeling about this, Hisoka's presence didn't feel quite right, something was...amiss.
He finally reached his destination, it was an old mansion, there were trees surrounding it. The gate swung open as he stepped towards it. Uncertainty showed in his eyes, but the thought of his partner kept him from backing away and chickening out. When he reached the door, he was about to grab the knocker but someone opened the door before he could do so. A blonde with green eyes looked out the door and stood for a moment.
"Hisoka..."
Empty green eyes looked at him, "How do you know my name? Do I know you? Never mind...Muraki-sama is expecting you."
He let Tsuzuki into the mansion, and Tsuzuki thought bitterly, 'Muraki...he's behind this. I'll make him pay.' Hisoka winced but continued his way to Muraki, 'Oh right...Hisoka's empathy, better put the barrier up.' They entered a large room with bookcases on one wall, paintings here and there, and a fireplace that was lit.
In the middle of the room was Muraki, who was drinking his tea calmly, "Ah, Tsuzuki-san, I was expecting you. I see you've seen my doll. Why don't you sit down and have some tea? Hisoka, go fetch some more tea." Empty eyes turned to the silver haired man and went to the kitchen obediently.
Tsuzuki sat down nervously as Hisoka returned with tea, he poured some into Tsuzuki's cup. "Doll, you may leave."
"Hai Muraki-sama."
And then Hisoka left the room, Tsuzuki directed his glare towards Muraki, "Give him back!"
Muraki raised an elegant eyebrow, "Whatever are you talking about Tsuzuki- san?"
Amethysts eyes narrowed, "You know very well what I'm talking about. Give Hisoka back."
"Hm? Number one, I do believe the doll belongs to me, and number two, he came to me willingly."
"What!? You liar! What do you want?"
Muraki smirked, "You believe I'll settle for you trading yourself for him don't you? I'm sorry to have to tell you that it won't work this time Tsuzuki-san, it's not about you this time, it's all about the boy. Would you believe that I found something more powerful than the shinigami and the summons?"
Violet eyes widened, "What!? That's impossible!"
He was corrected, "Unlikely, not impossible, and one word will clear it up for you. Hisoka, Tsuzuki-san, it seems that my doll is more powerful than you, and all your little shikigamis."
Tsuzuki suddenly realized what Muraki was taking about, "Hisoka!"
"Right Tsuzuki-san, it seems like you've got the right idea. Your precious Hisoka, is more powerful then you, now isn't that a big surprise? He contains the power inside him, and he doesn't even know it."
"I won't let you take him away!"
Muraki looked at him, "I don't know what you're talking about he came to me. He gave himself quite easily, didn't put up much of a fight. It was mostly because of you too. Isn't that ironic? You make a stupid mistake and end up like this. I pity you Tsuzuki-san but Hisoka's all mine now. Hisoka!"
The emerald eyed shinigami came in, "Yes Muraki-sama?"
"Show this man the door please."
"Yes Muraki-sama."
At the door Tsuzuki couldn't stand it anymore, "Hisoka!? Don't you remember me? It's Tsuzuki!"
Empty pools of green looked up, "I'm sorry, this is the first time we've met."
"No it's not! Hisoka!" Too late, the door closed in front of his face.
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"Hm? What's wrong doll?"
Hisoka looked at Muraki, "Why would anything be wrong Muraki-sama?"
"You're crying."
"I am? ...I'm sorry, I can't get that man out of my head."
Muraki frowned, "Is that so, very well I shall let you remember."
"Please...please don't' argh! ...please stop Muraki-sama I want to forget...please!" The boy kneeled on the floor panting, his eyes full of pain.
The silver haired man smiled a cruel sadistic smile, "Very well, now, have you learned your lesson doll?"
Green eyes once again turned completely dull, "Yes Muraki-sama, I won't do that again."
"Good." And he tilted Hisoka's chin upwards and claimed his lips.
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