Love and Hate
Confrontations and...cake!
Ch.2
Tsuzuki could hardly believe it. His tormentor, his enemy, and now...his new partner? Whatever The Count had planned, he wanted no part of it.
"Listen Tsuzuki, he won't hurt anyone. He can't. And if he gives you any problems, don't hesitate to tell me." The boss said, waving as he walked back out the door, leaving Muraki alone in the library with the others.
Everyone stared at the doctor apprehensively, no one knowing what to say. Finally Tsuzuki stepped up to him. Hisoka felt the comforting metal of his gun in his jacket and was ready to shoot Muraki in an instant. Muraki stood silent as Tsuzuki moved closer.
"Muraki...what are you doing here? Can't you just leave me alone?" he shouted, only feet away from the tall doctor.
"I didn't come for you. You don't believe me, but I am telling the truth. I came for that delicious boy..." he smirked, licking his lips.
Hisoka cringed and shrank away from Muraki.
"Hey! That's it! You murderer!!!" Tsuzuki cried, pulling a gun from his own jacket.
Muraki prepared to reach out and touch Tsuzuki's face when he noticed Tatsumi's intimidating glare. He placed his hands in his pockets and clenched them. He had to be careful. At least with Tsuzuki's boss nearby. He knew Tsuzuki wouldn't tell his boss of anything he planned to do to him, so he could chance harassing Tsuzuki when he was alone.
"Ah I missed you as well Mr. Tsuzuki. It's been a long time I've had to go without seeing those beautiful eyes of yours."
"Back off Muraki. The two of you may be working together, but that's all. Just leave him alone." Tatsumi threatened.
Muraki turned his head to the side. "Oh? I don't know if I can do that. I am his new partner after all." he said with a smile.
Tsuzuki looked away, clenching his fists in anger.
"Yes, well it's been fun speaking with all of you, but admiring Tsuzuki can only keep my attention for so long. I'd like to know what I'm supposed to be doing. That way I can leave before Tsuzuki gets too upset with me being here." Muraki said, casting a glance over at Tsuzuki.
"Huh? Oh right! You're...you're case is...well actually it's...I've never seen anything like this before. Well, the two of you are supposed to stop a living man who thinks he's a spirit. Hmm...and that's pretty much all that's listed on this. The only other part I know is that he's able to use several spells and yet, he's not listed on any of the registers. Either he's just a human with strange abilities, or someone's tampered with the records. Quite an amusing case. The other case is one for us to work on, so the two of you don't need to know that one's information. You begin first thing tomorrow morning. Until then, you're not needed." Watari said as Tatsumi cast an arm around his shoulders.
"Have fun then. And Tsuzuki...be careful." Tatsumi said as the couple walked from the room.
Hisoka followed them, not wanting to be around Muraki for another second. He trusted what Mr. Konue said about Muraki not being able to hurt anyone, but he still worried about Tsuzuki.
"Muraki...you can't trick me. You're up to something. And whatever it is, I'm going to figure it out and stop you." Tsuzuki stated firmly.
Muraki smiled and walked closer to him. "Oh Mr. Tsuzuki I've missed you. Truly I have. Although, I apologize. I had expected that the next time we met; I would bring you a million roses like I promised. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten." he said, caressing Tsuzuki's cheek with the back of his hand.
Tsuzuki simply ignored it and turned his head. Muraki kissed his cheek as he'd done several times before and nuzzled his neck.
"Muraki...tell me why you're really here." Tsuzuki insisted.
The doctor stopped kissing him immediately and turned his head to the side. "I...I have my own reasons." he said slowly, pulling his attention away from Tsuzuki.
Even if it was only for a moment...it was most definitely strange to see him like that.
"I don't trust you Muraki. If you plan to hurt my friends you can be sure that..."
"Mr. Tsuzuki please. I wouldn't touch them. You're the only one I want." he said softly, adjusting his glasses with his forefinger.
This was getting old. Tsuzuki turned to walk away when suddenly Muraki grabbed his hand.
"What??!! Let go of me!" Tsuzuki cried out.
Suddenly he stopped when he realized what Muraki held in his other hand. It was a large shopping bag full of...
"I brought this for you...as a token of my...appreciation." Muraki said, forcing a rather kind smile.
"CAKE!!!! A-HA! YES!" Tsuzuki cried and grabbed the bag, shoveling enormous portions of chocolate cake from the bag into his mouth.
Muraki laughed. "And to think I could've drugged it..."
Tsuzuki's eyes widened and he spat his current mouthful to the floor, his face nearly completely covered in chocolate frosting. "Oh man you're dead if you drugged me!!! The second I wake up I'll shred you to pieces!!!"
Muraki smiled and placed his hands on Tsuzuki's shoulders. "Go on. Just the thought of...the thought of you tearing through my flesh, my own warm blood covering that beautiful face...you always manage to excite me Mr. Tsuzuki." he murmured, closing his eyes.
Tsuzuki could hardly move before Muraki's lips were back at his face, kissing his still open mouth. Tsuzuki tried to move back when Muraki wound his arms around the younger man's neck and tasted the chocolate covering his lower lip. Enjoying the taste and warmth, Muraki ventured further and explored further into Tsuzuki's mouth with his tongue. Tsuzuki hardly knew what to think. On one hand, Muraki was his enemy. On the other...this felt too good to stop.
Where did he learn to kiss like that???!!
Muraki's hands moved off his neck and onto his chest, moving downward quickly, reaching into his shirt. Tsuzuki's eyes widened as Muraki toyed with his belt playfully as he plunged his tongue into his mouth over and over in a seductive manner. He backed Tsuzuki up more and lightly brushed his pants with his palm. Tsuzuki had to concentrate hard not to thrust against his hand. Muraki definitely knew what he was doing. And then suddenly he stopped.
"Did you enjoy that my dear friend? I did. But I can't make you mine yet. Not yet."
"Why did you have to go and do that?! Haven't you realized by now that I can't stand you? You kiss me like that and expect me to suddenly want you. But I hate you. I hate you for what you did to Maria, Hisoka and all the others you've tormented. And you think you can just walk up and expect me to fall into your arms?!" he pulled away from Muraki and turned away.
Muraki wasn't finished with him yet.
"You know what I think?" he started, stepping back towards him.
Tsuzuki backed away again.
"No matter what I've done to you in the past, no matter whom I choose to kill, you can't help the simple fact that you enjoyed what I did to you just now." Muraki insisted, his blue eye shining with a malevolent light.
Tsuzuki fell silent and could feel his cheeks reddening.
"Well I'll leave you with that to think about while I go out for lunch. Care to accompany me, my dear friend?" he asked.
Tsuzuki was conflicted. On the one hand, this was Muraki. But on the other hand...food! And possible information. He decided to accept his new partner's offer.
"Alright, I'll go with you." he said, his eyes at the ground.
Muraki smiled and nodded in agreement. "Wonderful. Let's go, Mr. Tsuzuki. And I'll even let you decide on dessert. On me of course."
That was one thing Tsuzuki couldn't stand about the doctor- he was so generous. And Tsuzuki loved the attention. He knew he was supposed to hate Muraki, but with him being so kind it was difficult.
The two walked down the street closely, although Muraki never tried to throw an arm over Tsuzuki or even hold his hand. It was...nice.
"Mr. Tsuzuki, you haven't said a word to me since we left, is there something wrong?" Muraki asked, still walking forward.
Tsuzuki stopped. "Listen Muraki, it may not seem strange to you, going out to eat with an enemy..."
Muraki faced him. "Enemies? Since when have we been enemies? I'm hurt Mr. Tsuzuki, I really am." he said with traces of a smile.
"Shut up." Tsuzuki insisted, glaring at him.
Muraki kept walking, ignoring Tsuzuki as they entered the small, dimly lit café.
"Do you recognize this place?" Muraki asked, finding a table for the two of them.
Tsuzuki staid silent as Muraki stared at him from across the table.
"We've been here together before, remember? When I borrowed the boy and was first given the privilege to see those beautiful eyes filled with anger." Muraki said, brushing his hand against Tsuzuki's before laying it near his on the table.
Tsuzuki moved his hand and Muraki looked upset.
"Listen Muraki, his name is Hisoka. And yes, he's just a boy still, but he's a person and you hurt him."
"Oh? You're still angry with me about that? Why, does he... mean something to you?" he asked.
"Much more to me than you ever will, you heartless bastard." he said calmly.
Muraki nodded slightly and smiled. "Of course. He's your lover now isn't he?"
Tsuzuki's eyes flared. "If he was, it shouldn't matter to you!"
"Because he can not have you. Only I..." Muraki murmured, his voice losing its forcefulness.
Tsuzuki turned aside, ignoring him.
"I see. Mr. Tsuzuki, one day you will realize that you are mine alone. Don't think about that boy any longer he..."
"Shut up! He may not be my partner for this assignment, but Hisoka still matters to me." Tsuzuki responded.
Muraki sighed heavily and leaned his head on his hand. "I thought this would be a pleasant date for us, but I see that the kid is the only thing you ever think about."
"Muraki! Shut up! Listen, I'll put up with you, I'll let you look at me however way you want, but please don't bring any of my friends into this!" Tsuzuki insisted.
"Fine. I don't want you to be too upset..." Muraki said gently, extending his leg from directly beneath his chair where it had been to rubbing against Tsuzuki's.
"Well that doesn't help much." Tsuzuki said firmly, moving his legs away.
"You always manage to tease me, my dear." Muraki laughed, lightly placing his hand over Tsuzuki's.
"Is that all you ever think of? Sometimes I wonder what you were like when you were when you were a kid."
Tsuzuki's comment had been intended to be a casual remark, but to Muraki...he hadn't been reminded of those days for a long time. Even Oriya didn't dare bring it up when they were together. And Tsuzuki didn't know about Saki.
"Hmm...well that's interesting. I'm happy our relationship is moving along. I'm glad." he said with a smirk.
"I'll bet you were still sick then too."
The statement had caught him off guard and he remembered...
"You sick little boy! You disgusting devil-spawn!!!" A large hand slapped him hard across the face.
He didn't want to remember that right now. Not with Tsuzuki here.
The doctor cast a wistful gaze out the window. "Thank you for your concern about my past, but I doubt you would enjoy hearing about that."
Tsuzuki decided not to pursue the matter further. He'd heard whispers about it from Tatsumi and the others, and none of it was good. Since there had been a small amount of cases for the shinigami, they'd been looking up Muraki's history in case he struck again. Tsuzuki had decided from the beginning, he didn't want to know about it, but now that Muraki was sitting before him, he was becoming a little bit...curious. He looked away, refusing to answer.
Muraki was a little frustrated now.
"Mr. Tsuzuki, I would rather stay one minute with you than years with someone else, but this meeting wasn't exactly what I'd expected it would be." he said politely, adjusting his glasses.
"Well what did you expect?! For me to just throw off my clothes so we could..."
Muraki smiled broadly, his silvery eye showing signs of pure delight.
"Well, you're beginning to figure me out. Congratulations. I know I disgust you; I can see it in your face. But it doesn't matter to me. You are mine after all, and in time you will realize that." he said with a smirk.
"No! Soon you'll realize that I'm not yours!" he yelled.
Tsuzuki's voice lost its anger and he murmured just loud enough for Muraki to hear. "I don't see how I could love you. I don't see how anyone..."
"No one can love a monster like you." hissed a low voice.
Muraki was used to Tsuzuki's rejection, but...he'd heard someone else say that before and that memory combined with the fact it came from his beloved...it hurt. He'd never let Tsuzuki see it though.
"Listen Mr. Tsuzuki, I apologize for my rude behavior, but I'm on call at the hospital today and I was just paged. I have to go immediately." Muraki smiled and walked over to Tsuzuki, kissing him lightly on the forehead.
"What? But...already? What about the new information?"
"Would you believe I lied to you?" he asked with a smirk.
"Muraki! Tell me what you know!"
"I don't think that I will. Have a good afternoon, Mr. Tsuzuki." Muraki said kindly.
He walked out of the café, leaving Tsuzuki alone at the table.
After walking for several blocks, Muraki fell against a wall, his entire body shaking. The memories...all of them, they were flooding back into his mind, every scene being played before him just as they'd happened. Everything, from Saki to living with his uncle afterwards. There was only one person he knew of that could help him now...
