Part 6:
It was very late when Watar had finally decided that he needed a coffee break from watcing Hisoka. He left the observation room and tiredly walked down to the coffee room, yawning. He had to cover his eyes due to the intense light of the room until he got used to it. He was disappointed to find that the coffee left in the pot was cold, and so he replaced the mix and water and started it up again. His exhaustion got the better of him and sohe sat down on the small armcair in the corner. It was so comfortable, he felt drowsier the longer he stayed there. Slouching into the chair, Watari closed is eyes and relaxed. 003 landed on his head and tried to wake his master. Watari waved his hand a little to calm the tiny owl.
"Don't worry... I'm wtching over... Bon... jst resting my eyes and... waiting... for... my coffee..."
Ad Watari fell alseep right there and then. 003 gave up trying to wake him, and cuddled him.
In the hospital room, Hisoka was sitting up against he headboard, seemingly wide awake. Though, his green eyes were bank as he stared at someting across the room. Pale wite hands were writing on a small piece of paper, and then it ws set in front of Hisoka. The empath didn't even need to read it to tell what it said. He closed his eyes, took in a deep breath, and picked up the paper that was given to him.
To my dearest,
I want to see you...
Tsuzuki, who was still upset about Hisoka, had not left teir office. All te lights were turned off, and he rested his head on his desk. Eventually, his wandering eyes fell upona white piece of paper. it was the letter he and Tatsumi had found with the empath hours earlier in the park. He was quite sure it had something to do with what had happened to him. The longer he stared, the more he knew he hated that piece of paper. He could not stand to look at it, so he picked it up and walked voer to Hisoka's desk to put it away. Tsuzuki didn't quite know where to put the note, so he settled for setting it atop the desk and turned to return to his own area. However, he had to stop halfway as he felt as though the letter was alive and staring at him, boring two holes in his back.
He turned back arond and grabbed the note, crumpled it up and threw it in the trash. It didn't go in the first time, so he picked it back up and tossed it against the wall. In retaliation, it bounced back, hit him in the head, and fel down onto Hisoka's desk. Angry, no, infuriated, Tsuzuki, without thinking, kicked Hisoka's desk roughly. Some things fell off of it and the drawrs were a mess. Finally realizing what he had done, Tsuzuki started to panic. He despirately tried to put things back in the order they had been in before he kicked it, but did a very poor job of it.
"Oh-no, oh-no! Hisoka's really gonna be mad at me for this! He'll never forgive me!"
Tsuzuki knew that it was pointless and he turned to resort to running far away, but...
(click)
Tsu stopped. He turned back around and saw that the frot drawr of his partner's desk had fallen out. Though he could not fix the rest of the desk, it wouldn't hurt to set the drawr back in. He was about to do just that until he noticed dozens of small, white letters inside.
A room of white, but shrowded in darkness...
Tsuzuki picked up the letters and set them all on the desk, not bothering to pick up the fallen drawr. He carefully examined each letter, reading the messages carefully.
This is where I wait for you...
Tsuzuki then uncrumpled the most recent letter that Hisoka had and read it. To whom it was meant for, directed at, shocked him.
'Doctor...!'
How cruel it is to love someone who I also hate and loathe...Your actions will not be forgotten, even in death...
Tsuzuki then remembeed the look in his partner's eyes that moring when he was... he waswriting something. The look in his eyes was completely blank and kinda scary. He searched through Hisoka's desk for something the kid had written- a report or whatever. He could find nothing, and thenremembered a note on his own desk and grabbed it. It was a small note Hisoka had written him when he didn't want to speak to him directly. He didn't know why he had kept it, if not ony for this moment. He set the notes next to the eachother.
(Hisoka's note)
Tsuzuki, you are an idiot. I still wont talk to you, but you should know that your sweet tooth thing is annoying and it's going to get you in trouble some day.
(other note)
To my dearest,
I want to see you. This is from one who really loves you...
"Oh-no... they are... exactly the same handwriting! That means Hisoka is..."
Tsuzuki ran out of the office and headed towards where Hisoka was.
But none of that matters now...My love for you, dear doctor, is eternal, but this is the last I can write to you... for now is the time... we shall be reunited...
Watari was erked out of his sleep by Tatsumi, who wasstanding at the door.
"Huh, what'sgoing on?"
"I have a bad feeling. Who is watching Kueosaki-kun? Is it Tsuzuki?"
"Uh... Oh my goodness! I actually fell asleep! That means Bon is all alone!"
Both men ran towards Hisoka, but Tsuzuki would no doubt beat them there.
My dearest, I am lonely. I want for you to come to me. Come now... come and join me in the hellish place you have put me into, doctor... Doctor Muraki, I love you! I want to see you..
Atthe bottom of the paper was written a name, but Hisoka didn't bother to read that far. The ghstly Tsubaki smiled and watched as Hisoka slowly moved off the bed and walked to the simgle dresser across the room. He moved aside some of the clothes, and he pulled out a gun. it was the same one that Muraki used to shoot Tsubaki on the ship. He wasn't sure why hekept it after that, but I doubt he had what ws going to happen in mind. The girl started to laugh maliciously as she led Hisoka's hand and the gun, to his chest, aimed at his heart. Even though he trusted Tsubaki, his hand shook nervously and his lips quvered.
"This is what we both want, isn't it? Dot it. Pull the trigger, and we will be together for all of eternity, my dear doctor...!"
Tsubaki continually whispered into Hisoka's ear, calming him,and he nodded his head. He started to pull the trigger.
Tsuzuki wasrunning down the corridors as fast as he could. There was a feeling grwing in the pit of his stomach, telling him he has to go faster. He finally rounded the last corner and burst thrugh the door separating him from Hisoka, he felt happy that he made it in good time, but then, a great fear stopped hi dead, like a pin pricking his heart. Hisoka looked up to him and Tsuzuk looked down to the gun pressed to Hisoka's chest.
"Hisoka! What are you doing!"
"I ave to do this, Tsu! Tsubaki is calling me! Ihave to be with her!"
"That's just crazy! Put the gun down right now, please, 'Soka?"
Hisoka refused, shaking his head roughly, and when he was distracted, Tsuzuki ran at him and pulled the gun away. Hisoka fought back and wouldn't let go of the gun, so it was held up by both in the air. Tatsumi and Watari had just entered and stood in utter shock. As Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka,he looked to be in emotional distress, and that's when he saw a ghostlyTsubaki behind him. She glared at Tsuzuki and ran through Hisoka and, somehow, shoved Tsuzuki back against the wall. He was just getting up as Hisoka once again brought the gun to his chest and pulled the trigger.
"Hisoka!"
His eyes opened wide. Hisoka heard the gun go off. It was so loud, ringing in his ears causing him a migrane. And that' when he saw it... that whole messyevent all over again. He didn't want to believe it was true. Muraki shot Tsubaki in the back. He tried to help her,but there was nothing he could do for her! he held her in his arms, holding her, worrying abiut her...and loving her. He had actually fallen in love! He had never loved anyone like her,and yet, as he was loving her, she was giving her heart to anoter. She was dying in his arms, and all of her kind love was going out to her shooter, a man who would never show her love in return.
"Please, Hisoka... kill me..."
'No...no, please make this stop! Stop this Don't make me watch this again!'
He picked up the gun. He pointed it at her. He pulled the trigger.
"Bon!"
"Kurosaki-kun!"
"Hisoka! Hisoka?"
Hisoka's breatig was eratic. His vision was blacked out. He could barely recognize the voices calling out to him. He felt cold, alone, ashamed and somehow... unloved. The only one he had ever loved was not only dead, but eternally in love with a vampire. He knew from the beginning, those letters were meant for Muraki, but he tried to fool himself... And Tsuzuki. All the times he had called him an idiot... but HE was the real idiot...
But then, a light, hidden in the shadows of his heart, shone and warmth returned to him slowly. He felt a distant affection and worry reach out to him. His eyes twitched, and then he realized that the reason he could not see was because his eyes wereclenched tightly shut. He hadn't eve realized it. When he finally relaxed them, he found that it was difficult to open them, even then. He was very tired. He had relaxed his eyes, but his body had lost the strength to move further. He slowed his heartrate and breathing, trying to regain his strength, but by doing only tis, Hisoka was suddenly open to a wave of emotions. Hisshields were al down, ad so he could not hide from them.
Fear. Terror. Worry. Sorrow.
"Hisoka..."
Slowly, his strength returned and he opened his eyes very slowly. His vision cleared and he looked upinto three worried faces. The saddest one was Tsuzuki's. The 72 year old was nearly in tears, and it took a minute to put two and two together. He was still alive-moreor less- and he was lying on his backon Tsuzuki's lap. He didn't have the strength to move away, but wat scaed him the most was a strong pain coming from his mid-section. His eyes went wide.
"Tsuzuki... t-tell me I didn't..."
Hisoka's hand shaky hand rose and started trailing over his body, going towards where the pain was eminating from. Tsuzuki grabbed his hand and shook his head.
"Y-you missed you heart, Hisoka, thankfully... I reachd out and moved the gun, but...it still got you. It grazed your side. You shouldn't mess with it right now. It... it didn't look so bad at first, b-but then you collapsed and I didn't know what to do! I don't know what I'd do if you had left me!"
"You. Idiot. You're being so cildish... you'd obviously have to look for a new partner, wouldn't you? Use your...head."
Hisoka raised his and to move his bangs out of his face, but he stoppedcold, noticing a deep crimson color staining his hands. He started to tremble. He felt fear, sorrow and guilt.
"Tsubaki. I killed her. She wanted me to do it, but it was wrong."
"No, 'Soka. You didn't do anything wrong. She was in a lot of pain,and you set her free of that."
"No!"
"Huh? Hisoka?"
"I-it's not that! It's true she was in pain, I could feel it. Because I cared... because I loved her, I let go of her hand and picked up the gun, pointedit ather heart... but love was not the reason I pulled the trigger. It was my hate! My eternal hate for Muraki, and her love meant only for him! ...I wanted her to love me,but she only loved... Muraki! I hated and killed her for that! I'm sick! I'm sick and I'm evil! I should have died... you shold have let me die, Tsuzuki...you deserve someone better!"
Hisoka was lying there, opening his heart and crying out toTsuzuki, but it wasn't right. Tsu grabbed his partner's hand and squeazed it. Hisoka loked up at him as Tsu lifted his chin up and smiled.
"Someone else... who is worthy of a idiot like me? Never. Only you willdo, Hisoka."
"Tsuzuki..."
Both of them were smiling at first, but then Hisoka's expression changed into an angry one, and he hit Tsuzuki in the head. The elder man pouted as Hisoka glared up at him, waving his hands and legs as best as he could- to emphasize his point.
"Hey!"
"Wahh!"
"What did you mena by that! So I'm only worthy of an idiot and a slacker, am I? I don't have to take that from you! I should just quit rigt now and-"
Hisoka was both surprized and glad that Tsuzuki smiled instead of frowned. Tsuzuki grabbed Hisoka and hugged his body while the other coldn't move away.
"Oh, I'm so gad to have you back to normal, 'Soka! I'm happy, happy, happy, happy!"
"H-hey! Let go of me, you idiot! Release me!"
The others just smiled and sighed with relief.
"'Soka-chan!"
"I SAID LET GO!"
In the hll of candles, there is a section where the candles were for the shinigami. This is where the count was, staring dreamily at Tusuzki's candle. Then, Tsuzuki's flame flickered, like it had so many times before- when he got Hisoka angry. Hisoka's candle shone bright red in anger, but a light blue in the middle for relief and joy.
