Penguin-chan: I emailed you back Anyhow, yeah, the omake was loads of fun to write, and I even wrote another one for just after gift 7. Penguins of Doom kick ASS!
Jollyolly: In the end, interviewing Tsuzuki was pointless, seeing as he simple wouldn't have the money to pay for the stuff. Then again, most people wouldn't. However, I've figured out now (heh heh heh, I know, you're meant to figure out technicalities before writing...) how the admirer will pay for it all. I tried to interview most characters, however Kanoe, Yuma, Saya, the Gushoshin �� and the shikigamis weren't interviewed simply because they aren't really possibilities. I don't really want to pair Tsuzuki up with a shikigami... :imagines Tsuzuki with Hisoka's spanish cactus...: lol
ola: Er, no, they lead to Neko's conclusion, which you won't find out until I upload the chapter!
Gillian Sillis: I always reply to your reviews, seeing as they're so long. Thanks for reviewing.
EternallyFaithful: Yeah, I love it when I make Muraki OOC too... Creepy bastard... Anyhow, I'm glad you like Tsuzuki/Hisoka seeing as in this fic Tsuzuki is definitely hoping along with you that it's Hisoka... But will it be :evil laugh:
"Tatsumi-san, you must answer my questions. I have been officially sanctioned as investigator by the Lord of Hades himself. If I have to break this office door down I will have my answers!" Neko yelled, pounding on the door. It didn't open and the private investigator was hardly patient. Sure enough there was a word of warning (sounding curiously like "FIIIIIIRRRREEEE!") as the door was blasted off it's hinges.
"Now, where were we Tatsumi-san?" She looked at her notes. Tatsumi was looking between the door and the small girl with red hair and a notebook clutched in her hand. He mouthed wordlessly for a moment before coming out with a fairly accurate statement.
"You blew down my door..."
"Yes Tatsumi-san. Nice observation. Let's get down to business shall we. You have a mild obsession with Tsuzuki-san. You were once an item and it didn't work out. Now, why are you sending him these gifts?"
"What gifts?"
"Okay, it's you."
"N-no! Say, aren't you that transfer from the British Judgement Bureau? Kotori Neko-san?" Tatsumi changed tactics. Neko nodded slowly.
"That I am. Come on Tatsumi-san, you're going to admit your feelings to Tsuzuki-san now!" She wasn't that easy to fool.
"Hey! I'm not. Listen to me. I did not send those gifts to Tsuzuki. The gifts started arriving around when Yuzuriha appeared. It's probably her. Why don't you talk to her?" Tatsumi suggested. Neko looked at him over the top of her notebook, and sensing he was sincere, she went to find Yuzuriha.
"Inuki and I are cleaning. Cleeeeeeeaning! Tra la la la la! Cleaning! Inuki and I are cl-" BANG
Yuzuriha realised at that point in time that propping a ladder up against a door so you could reach the cobwebs in the corner wasn't such a good idea. In fact, from where she lay on her back, she could tell it was quite a bad idea.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Nekoi-san, but perhaps you'd like to talk to me?" Neko asked, no, demanded. Yuzuriha smiled and Inuki tugged the ladder off her. Sitting on the sofa she poured tea and offered Neko some cake. After all, there was plenty of it...
"How do you know who I am? You aren't a shinigami from here..." Yuzuriha stated, her eyes filled with mistrust. Poor child, unable to trust anyone just in case they are a Dragon of Earth and out to kill her.
"I am a shinigami from the British Judgement Bureau. It is my business to know those who I am investigating. Now, why don't we start by getting to know each other a bit better, hmm?" Neko asked. Yuzuriha nodded.
"Well, I am Kotori Neko, a shinigami from the British Judgement Bureau. Although I was killed in Japan, under a japanese alias, I am 100 pure... uh... well... I speak english, that's enough, right?" Neko smiled. She then gestured to Yuzuriha to introduce herself more fully.
"As you know, my name is Nekoi Yuzuriha. I was raised at the Mitsumine Shrine in Japan. Er, I'm hiding out here right now because I'm in danger from this really evil looking guy. He used to be a really good friend of Kamui's, but then Kamui chose to be a Dragon of Heaven and he turned all evil and stuff and started chopping people up with this big sword. And then he started picking off the Dragons of Heaven one by one, he even poked out Subaru's eye with his fingers! Isn't that gross?"
Neko just blinked. This girl was too stupid to have delivered those gifts.
"Say, Yuzuriha, do you know who sent Tsuzuki those gifts?" The investigator asked. The girl thought for a moment.
"Well, I don't think it's Kurosaki-kun or Tatsumi-san... But Watari-san might have done... Or Chief Kanoe... Maybe the Gushoshin? Oh! I know! It was Tsuzuki!" She said, beaming. Neko just shook her head, deciding she might as well go speak to Watari...
"Ah, hello. I heard about you from Kurosaki-kun. We may as well cut the small talk, ne?" Watari's smiling face didn't hold the annoyance or hostility that everyone else Neko had questioned had presented her with. It was refreshing.
"Well then, what's Tsuzuki's favvourite food?" Neko asked. Watari kept up his smile, his little owl, 003, settling on his shoulder.
"Isn't it some kind of pie?" He asked. Neko marked it down, thinking for a while before asking her next question.
"If you bought a gift for Tsuzuki what would it be?" She asked. Watari thought for a while.
"I'd get him something nice. I don't really know. I don't often buy gifts, I prefer to make them. That way they truly come from the heart, you know?" He asked. Satisfied with that answer, Neko changed tack. She was really not getting anywhere with this. It seemed that no one knew anything about where these gifts had come from.
"Guess for me, so far I'm having no luck on my own..." Neko said, sinking into her chair.
"Wakaba? Terazuma? You never know, you could just ask them?" Watari said, shrugging. Neko stood, already she knew that neither of the other shinigami would have a clue. Or they'd lie to her so convincingly that she'd just break down and cry.
"Why would anyone bother to buy anything for him?" Terazuma deadpanned. Neko promptly picked up on the distaste.
"A love/hate relationship! Righto! How long have you been in love with Tsuzuki?" Neko asked, her pen poised ready to write. Terazuma seemed about to fall off his chair and his face was turning red. Not the cute blush like Hisoka's but the red that came with rage... Wow, it was quickly turning purple...
"I think that it would suffice to say neither of us feel that way about Tsuzuki-san, Kotori-san. Now, if you'll excuse us, Terazuma needs to go somewhere to be alone and do his anger management exercises..." She excused them, opening the door so that Terazuma could just leave without even looking at the investigator.
"I think I'll be having a nervous breakdown by the end of this... How the hell did a place like this stay running?"
"You are the Gushoshin? I want you to do some research for me. I want you to tell me the account details of the following people: Tsuzuki Asato-san, Kurosaki Hisoka-kun, Tatsumi Seiichirou-san and, if possible, Muraki Kazutaka-sensei?" Neko asked. The Gushoshin immediately got to work, and soon they were printing out information. Neko picked up the printouts. All that was there was a bank statement for Muraki-sensei and Tsuzuki's transactions over the past six months.
"All other accounts are restricted by order of Tatsumi-san. Sorry, that's all we can do..." The elder Gushoshin said. Neko sighed, it was as she first suspected. The bank statement proved that Tsuzuki couldn't have been buying any of the things himself.
"How about..." Neko whispered into the ears of the Gushoshin a name that they didn't recognise.
"Bingo..." She whispered, grinning evilly. "Gushoshin, please keep quiet about this. I will be interested about how this turns out. Keep me updated on each gift, tell Tsuzuki-san that I got called away on a case of a zombie kitten or something. Ciao!"
And she left the Gushoshin staring at the screen, then quickly covering their tracks, big smiles on their faces as they went back to researching the demon that Wakaba was after...
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