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NOROWARETA TSUKI
Chapter 4
"So die, Rika," repeated Hisoka demandingly as she gave him a sideways look and did nothing. The boy sighed, shook his head as if saying 'I knew it,' and kneeled to pull away the dagger from Arai's body.
"You know, I have a lot of time, but it'll get boring, sitting here like this and waiting for your decision," he snickered.
They seemed to completely ignore Tsuzuki, who felt his eyes were already half of his face. He decided not to interfere yet; Maybe that conversation would give him some clues, which would be highly appreciated since the situation was more than unclear.
"Rika, it's just an order. You have to die," Kurosaki gently scolded her and patted her arm. She only drooped her head, in indecision.
"Why? There is no need for me?! Am I already useless?!" she tried to say it calmly but it ended in sobbing out her last words.
"No, it's because... I guess, this is coming to an end soon. Even this moment could be one of our last ones."
Tsuzuki gasped. However strange it was, that entire situation, those words gave him a very bad impression. They were so calm, ready for upcoming events, no matter how hard they would be.
"Hisoka, what are you talking about?" he whispered.
Hisoka slowly turned to face the man's anxious eyes and his expression changed slightly. It became cold, as cold as ice, and the disdainful smirk together with it presented the image of total hatred.
"Don't be an idiot. I meant Noro-Tsuki."
"What?"
Hisoka turned his attention to Rika, who finally looked ready. She stood up, cupped Hisoka's face, and then embraced him.
The boy pushed the dagger, deep, into her flesh, into her heart. Rika fell onto the floor, still clutching to Kurosaki's lap. The blood-covered blade slipped from his hand as he kneeled with her, wistfully watching her dark hair on her porcelain face and the piercing blue eyes, now forever closed.
Tsuzuki was terrified. He should have stopped this, but he couldn't. While watching Hisoka and Rika, he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings, which came to be a big mistake. Now he was caught by a powerful spell, hastily absorbing his own force. As he was becoming weaker and weaker, shimmering threads soared from nowhere and captured him, pinning to a pentagram-shaped trap.
He knew that trap. He was once caught by that, but also saved by Hisoka. The one who cast that spell, obviously...
Muraki.
His feverish thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a painful scream. His partner was trembling violently and holding his head in his shaking hands.
"GET OUT! Get out of my head!!"
His eyes were wide and shocked; He slowly moved his hands to reach to his heart. Then he gasped and fell lifelessly to the floor, right next to Rika and Arai. In the same moment Tsuzuki heard silent steps, and he knew who was coming even before he saw him.
The door handle was pulled, and Muraki entered with the nastiest grin ever spread all over his face. Tsuzuki tossed around helplessly, having a really bad precognition about him being trapped, and Muraki being in the same room at the same time. But, surprisingly, the man only gave him a brief glance and headed to the three people lying on the floor.
"What a pity. I really liked those charming ladies, though they were destined to die from the very beginning," he softly spoke to himself, or maybe to Tsuzuki. "Do you like Hisoka?" he then asked, this time exactly to Tsuzuki.
The said one didn't like it. First, the question was disturbing and gave tons of bad feelings about what could have happened after. Second, the doctor called his partner by name, and it was not a good sign. His voice was not bored, or annoyed; It didn't sound like any other time he had mentioned the boy... as if he became more... fond of him?
"What do you mean?" he returned the question carefully.
"I want to know how much would you suffer if something bad should happen to him. Something which would leave him entirely broken, and even you would not be able to help him."
"What are you trying to say?!" he yelled and managed to struggle out of his trap, but the magical threads, keen like a knife, only tightened.
'If this bastard hurts Hisoka, I swear I will kill him with my bare hands right here and now!'
"Calm down, I won't do anything more. Everything I could possibly do, I already did."
Hisoka blinked and stood up, unconsciously looking around. He finally seemed to be himself, because when he recognized Muraki, he stiffened up. Then, his eyes wandered and he saw two bodies not too far into the distance. He restrained himself from yelling or panicking, and only looked away.
"What happened here?" he asked, his voice barely beyond a whisper.
"If everything went right, I assume that you have killed Rika, who on the other hand, has killed her sister Arai," explained Muraki shortly, "and Tsuzuki-san has been captured, so he will not interrupt."
"I... did what?" His voice was more hysterical now, and disbelieving.
The doctor approached him and caught Hisoka's hands in his own. The boy almost jumped away, but the hands were holding him strongly. Besides, he was too shocked to properly use his forces.
"I guess it's kinda bad news for you, since you really liked them. You were almost friends, and, undoubtedly something more. Well, I'm sad too, because it was fun. All the time we spent together. I enjoyed the moments with those ladies, but, those with you I liked more. Those nights we were together..." he leaned forward, but Hisoka desperately tried to get away.
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" he cried out, with tears already streaming down his cheeks. "Just what do you mean?!"
"Muraki, stop right there!" yelled Tsuzuki furiously. As he watched his partner's fear and suffer, he grew more and more outraged. But he couldn't escape this barrier, it was cast too strongly and an aura of evil power was flying in the air, precisely separating him from Hisoka.
"Do you remember your dream? That one, which I almost let into your consciousness. That, when we were quite close..." the man already pinned him to the wall... there was no place to run away anymore.
"SHUT UP!"
"You surely wondered what it was. Maybe the future, you thought.... Oh, yes I can read your mind," he responded to an unasked question "Well, It wasn't the future... It was the PAST." Seeing that the boy was simply dumbfounded, he continued, "Yes, it happened. And those two women from your dream, they were Rika and Arai... because it involved the four of us."
"I wouldn't... ever do... someth-" he protested, barely audible, trying to avoid Muraki's face, which was far too close.
"If you say so. I assume there is no other way, but to let you see."
Tsuzuki wanted to interrupt, but the mist along with the dust flowing from nowhere made him cough. The entire place was full of it, but the situation had some good sides, after all. The threads loosened and he ripped them away with a small effort. When the 'veil' finally faded away, the sight which it left wasn't very reassuring.
Of Hisoka, Muraki and two girls, there was no sign. The apartment was clean, with no blood stains, and quiet. Then he heard a loud knocking, and he saw Watari along with Tatsumi running into the room.
"Hey, we were scared, why did you lock the door?! I understand you wanted to look after Bon as he passed out, but we won't bite him! By the way, where is Bon?" Watari asked, his look turning slightly worried, as he saw Tsuzuki's shocked and helpless expression.
"Tsuzuki-san, what's wrong?"
"They're... gone. Oh God, they simply disappeared!" He fell on his knees and banged his fist in the floor.
TBC.
I hope you've enjoyed that! And don't be offended by what I do to Hisoka, believe me, I love him very much, but for the sake of angst he is going to experience much painful things from now on. Thank you for reading!
NOROWARETA TSUKI
Chapter 4
"So die, Rika," repeated Hisoka demandingly as she gave him a sideways look and did nothing. The boy sighed, shook his head as if saying 'I knew it,' and kneeled to pull away the dagger from Arai's body.
"You know, I have a lot of time, but it'll get boring, sitting here like this and waiting for your decision," he snickered.
They seemed to completely ignore Tsuzuki, who felt his eyes were already half of his face. He decided not to interfere yet; Maybe that conversation would give him some clues, which would be highly appreciated since the situation was more than unclear.
"Rika, it's just an order. You have to die," Kurosaki gently scolded her and patted her arm. She only drooped her head, in indecision.
"Why? There is no need for me?! Am I already useless?!" she tried to say it calmly but it ended in sobbing out her last words.
"No, it's because... I guess, this is coming to an end soon. Even this moment could be one of our last ones."
Tsuzuki gasped. However strange it was, that entire situation, those words gave him a very bad impression. They were so calm, ready for upcoming events, no matter how hard they would be.
"Hisoka, what are you talking about?" he whispered.
Hisoka slowly turned to face the man's anxious eyes and his expression changed slightly. It became cold, as cold as ice, and the disdainful smirk together with it presented the image of total hatred.
"Don't be an idiot. I meant Noro-Tsuki."
"What?"
Hisoka turned his attention to Rika, who finally looked ready. She stood up, cupped Hisoka's face, and then embraced him.
The boy pushed the dagger, deep, into her flesh, into her heart. Rika fell onto the floor, still clutching to Kurosaki's lap. The blood-covered blade slipped from his hand as he kneeled with her, wistfully watching her dark hair on her porcelain face and the piercing blue eyes, now forever closed.
Tsuzuki was terrified. He should have stopped this, but he couldn't. While watching Hisoka and Rika, he forgot to pay attention to his surroundings, which came to be a big mistake. Now he was caught by a powerful spell, hastily absorbing his own force. As he was becoming weaker and weaker, shimmering threads soared from nowhere and captured him, pinning to a pentagram-shaped trap.
He knew that trap. He was once caught by that, but also saved by Hisoka. The one who cast that spell, obviously...
Muraki.
His feverish thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a painful scream. His partner was trembling violently and holding his head in his shaking hands.
"GET OUT! Get out of my head!!"
His eyes were wide and shocked; He slowly moved his hands to reach to his heart. Then he gasped and fell lifelessly to the floor, right next to Rika and Arai. In the same moment Tsuzuki heard silent steps, and he knew who was coming even before he saw him.
The door handle was pulled, and Muraki entered with the nastiest grin ever spread all over his face. Tsuzuki tossed around helplessly, having a really bad precognition about him being trapped, and Muraki being in the same room at the same time. But, surprisingly, the man only gave him a brief glance and headed to the three people lying on the floor.
"What a pity. I really liked those charming ladies, though they were destined to die from the very beginning," he softly spoke to himself, or maybe to Tsuzuki. "Do you like Hisoka?" he then asked, this time exactly to Tsuzuki.
The said one didn't like it. First, the question was disturbing and gave tons of bad feelings about what could have happened after. Second, the doctor called his partner by name, and it was not a good sign. His voice was not bored, or annoyed; It didn't sound like any other time he had mentioned the boy... as if he became more... fond of him?
"What do you mean?" he returned the question carefully.
"I want to know how much would you suffer if something bad should happen to him. Something which would leave him entirely broken, and even you would not be able to help him."
"What are you trying to say?!" he yelled and managed to struggle out of his trap, but the magical threads, keen like a knife, only tightened.
'If this bastard hurts Hisoka, I swear I will kill him with my bare hands right here and now!'
"Calm down, I won't do anything more. Everything I could possibly do, I already did."
Hisoka blinked and stood up, unconsciously looking around. He finally seemed to be himself, because when he recognized Muraki, he stiffened up. Then, his eyes wandered and he saw two bodies not too far into the distance. He restrained himself from yelling or panicking, and only looked away.
"What happened here?" he asked, his voice barely beyond a whisper.
"If everything went right, I assume that you have killed Rika, who on the other hand, has killed her sister Arai," explained Muraki shortly, "and Tsuzuki-san has been captured, so he will not interrupt."
"I... did what?" His voice was more hysterical now, and disbelieving.
The doctor approached him and caught Hisoka's hands in his own. The boy almost jumped away, but the hands were holding him strongly. Besides, he was too shocked to properly use his forces.
"I guess it's kinda bad news for you, since you really liked them. You were almost friends, and, undoubtedly something more. Well, I'm sad too, because it was fun. All the time we spent together. I enjoyed the moments with those ladies, but, those with you I liked more. Those nights we were together..." he leaned forward, but Hisoka desperately tried to get away.
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" he cried out, with tears already streaming down his cheeks. "Just what do you mean?!"
"Muraki, stop right there!" yelled Tsuzuki furiously. As he watched his partner's fear and suffer, he grew more and more outraged. But he couldn't escape this barrier, it was cast too strongly and an aura of evil power was flying in the air, precisely separating him from Hisoka.
"Do you remember your dream? That one, which I almost let into your consciousness. That, when we were quite close..." the man already pinned him to the wall... there was no place to run away anymore.
"SHUT UP!"
"You surely wondered what it was. Maybe the future, you thought.... Oh, yes I can read your mind," he responded to an unasked question "Well, It wasn't the future... It was the PAST." Seeing that the boy was simply dumbfounded, he continued, "Yes, it happened. And those two women from your dream, they were Rika and Arai... because it involved the four of us."
"I wouldn't... ever do... someth-" he protested, barely audible, trying to avoid Muraki's face, which was far too close.
"If you say so. I assume there is no other way, but to let you see."
Tsuzuki wanted to interrupt, but the mist along with the dust flowing from nowhere made him cough. The entire place was full of it, but the situation had some good sides, after all. The threads loosened and he ripped them away with a small effort. When the 'veil' finally faded away, the sight which it left wasn't very reassuring.
Of Hisoka, Muraki and two girls, there was no sign. The apartment was clean, with no blood stains, and quiet. Then he heard a loud knocking, and he saw Watari along with Tatsumi running into the room.
"Hey, we were scared, why did you lock the door?! I understand you wanted to look after Bon as he passed out, but we won't bite him! By the way, where is Bon?" Watari asked, his look turning slightly worried, as he saw Tsuzuki's shocked and helpless expression.
"Tsuzuki-san, what's wrong?"
"They're... gone. Oh God, they simply disappeared!" He fell on his knees and banged his fist in the floor.
TBC.
I hope you've enjoyed that! And don't be offended by what I do to Hisoka, believe me, I love him very much, but for the sake of angst he is going to experience much painful things from now on. Thank you for reading!