Stupid Confession

Chapter 7:

"Oriya-sama..."

"Hm? What is it?"

"Would you mind me asking who was he?"

"Who?"

"The man with brown hair in violet eyes...Tsuzuki I think."

"What about him?"

"He...I keep on seeing him in my mind, and- I'm sorry, it's not my place."

"Hn, you can finish what you were about to say."

"Thank you, he's always on my mind and I don't know why, it makes me feel...feel happy but sad. When I asked Muraki-sama, he got mad and punished me. What's so special about him?"

"Well...Kazutaka, he doesn't like to share."

"He doesn't want to share me?"

"Apparently."

"I see...please excuse me."

Hisoka got up and walked out of the room into the fresh air; he walked towards a sakura tree and placed a hand on the tree. The flowers were in full bloom, a strong gust of wind blew past scattering pedals everywhere. 'Tsuzuki...'

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Tsuzuki looked at Watari with questioning eyes, "Tell me again how this works..."

"Well...basically you put something that's practically indestructible and wedge it into the barrier creating somewhat a gap, then you push threw and you get out along with the object, you might get a bit of a shock though."

"Right...what's the object?"

Watari held up what appeared to be a large version of a toaster. Tsuzuki sweatdropped, "Ano...Watari? That's a toaster..."

Watari corrected him, "Not JUST a toaster, this is TOAST! The third," the blonde bursted out crying, "I can believe I'm sacrificing Toast! I'm going to miss you!"

Tsuzuki looked at his crying friend, he thought of Hisoka being drained of his soul, the sadness in his eyes was replaced with anger and determination. "Let's do this."

Watari looked at Tsuzuki, all tears gone from his eyes, "Yea."

They started down the hallway towards the door, "Does Tatsumi know about this?"

Watari shook his head, "We wouldn't be getting paid for years if he found out."

"Good point...that would mean no sweets..."

Tsuzuki halted in front of the door, "You sure this will work?"

Watari nodded and threw the toaster at the shield; the brunette looked at the toaster and the exit. He took a deep breath and dived at the toaster.

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Muraki stepped back to look at the machine, it was truly perfect. The storage for the bouya's soul had been enlarged quite a bit; it could contain enough souls to fill a house, surely that was enough to get all of the boy's soul. He brushed the dust off his trench coat, turned around to admire the machine once more then walked out to get his doll.

Hisoka looked up, something had happened, he wasn't sure what, but something was going to happen to him. Once again his thoughts were flooded of a certain inu-person, 'I've only seen him once yet somehow...he's already managed to invade my mind...how does he do that? The only person I really know is Muraki-sama; he's the only one who cares about me...isn't he?' The blonde walked around the garden, the sun was setting, 'What is it that makes him so...precious to me? His intense emotions? His violet eyes? What is it...why does he make me feel this way?'

Suddenly Oriya's voice was heard, "Kazutaka's here to pick you up!"

Hisoka turned around and walked towards his master; he bowed and greeted Muraki, "Hello Muraki-sama."

Muraki nodded, he held his hand in front of the empty emerald eyes, Hisoka went limp and unconscious after the gesture.

Muraki picked him up and looked at Oriya, "So you're all done with the repairs?"

Muraki nodded, "You're actually going to carry this through..."

Muraki smirked, "Since when I left things unfinished?"

Oriya remained silent as Muraki left with the boy in his arms, 'poor boy...'

Hisoka heard Oriya unconsciously, 'Why are you calling me that...'

Hisoka turned a bit and snuggled Muraki's coat, the doctor looked down, "Soon doll, soon you'll be all mine and so will your soul."

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Tsuzuki ran around wondering where he should go first, then it hit him, Kyoko, the place where Muraki had him, when Hisoka rescued him without any second thoughts for his own safety. He stopped running, he caught his breath and teleported. 'Hisoka, please don't let Muraki take your soul away.'

He ended up in front of where Oriya lived, he ran inside and called out, "I know you're here! Come out already you bastard!"

Oriya stepped out calmly, "Ah...I thought it might be you, why are you here?"

Tsuzuki snarled, "You know why I'm here, tell me or I'll have to force you to."

Oriya shook his head, "Even if I tell you, you'll be too late, they already left awhile ago, and I doubt Kazutaka's going to wait even for a minute to take the boy's soul away. A pity, really."

Tsuzuki turned tail and ran out, 'Chikuso! Am I really to late? No! Hisoka...just wait for me.' The shinigami disappeared into thin air not caring that there might have been spectators. Tsuzuki landed in front of the building where he had last seen Hisoka. He nearly forgot about the barrier until he kicked a rock and it hit the stairs, 'What a cocky bastard, he's too full of himself.' He ran into the building, looking both upstairs and down Hisoka and Muraki were no where to be seen. 'Shit where are they!?' Suddenly he ran into a wall, he rubbed his nose and wondered, 'Was this wall here before?' Tsuzuki looked around, he was a large library filled with hundreds if not thousands of books, he read the titles of some of them, 'The human soul, Power of the soul, that sick bastard.' He kept on skimming through the books until he noticed something odd, one particular book didn't have dust covering it, he took the book out and read bits and pieces of it, 'Wonder what's so special about this book? It's all on angels...huh?'

He heard a noise from outside the door, when he walked out he noticed that the wall he walked into was missing. Instead there was another hallway, one with no lights; Tsuzuki looked at it for a second before walking down to where ever it led. 'Hisoka, I'm coming.'

Hisoka opened his eyes, someone just said that they were coming...who was it? It sounded so familiar, he tried to move his hands but found out soon enough that he was cuffed and stuck in some weird machine thing.

"Muraki- sama?"

He heard a reply soon enough, "Yes doll?"

"What's going on Muraki- sama?"

He turned his head to see Muraki standing by a control panel of some sort, Muraki stepped towards him, "You said you'd do anything for me didn't you doll?"

Hisoka nodded, Muraki smirked, "You're doing me a favor here doll, do you understand?"

Hisoka nodded, "Yes Muraki-sama."

Muraki's smirk never left as he kissed the boy again before heading back to the control panel, he turned it on.

Hisoka's eyes lightened again, 'what's going on!?' Light surrounded him, as he felt something he once had but lost being drained from him. Bits of memories that came back faded away again, he felt himself being emptied, but he knew that no one would be saving him anytime soon, not his father, and not Tsuzuki. He felt all his memories of the childish man fade away, the agony of it was too great, he screamed.

Tsuzuki heard a very familiar scream, 'Hisoka!' He ran faster until he saw the end, soon his vision was flooded with light and when he could see again, he snarled, "Muraki!"

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