Part 3:

Since they were given the rest of the day off, after the appointment, they waited half an hour walking around the city, then went to Tsuzuki's apartment. Tsuzuki sat on a chair and Hisoka went to the kitchen. He returned with an ice pack to put against Tsuzuki's sore mouth.

"I didn't think it would hurt so much."

"It wouldn't, if you had stopped laughing the whole time."

"I couldn't help it! I saw something that looked funny to me!"

Unknown to Hisoka, during the procedure, Tsuzuki had tried what Hisoka had said and imagined the doctor and Hisoka in their underwear. Hisoka, as he imagined, was wearing boxers with lightning bolts on them, and he couldn't help but laugh again. Hisoka hit his head.

"Ow! I'm sore enough already!"

"Then get your mind out of the gutter and leave my boxers out of this!"

"HUH? So,.. they DO have little lightning bolts on them?"

"Shut up!"

Hisoka went back to the kitchen, and took his time in finding every piece of candy and every sweet thing and putting them in, what eventually, was almost three bags. Then he brewed some tea and gave some to his partner. As he watched him sip it very slowly and wince, Hisoka sat down and took it from him. He then put an ice cube in it to cool it down for him.

"Now, Tsuzuki. I'm going to confiscate all of your treats until the date when the doctor said you could eat them, so no trying to fool me, got it?"

"Yeah, I understand. No sweet things til then."

"…You're taking this a lot better than I thought you would, Tsuzuki. Are you turning over a new leaf?"

"No, but I really got down to thinking. I'll try to eat more in moderation, or else I'll 'loose my apetite'!"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I mean to ask you before."

"Yes?"

"What was it that Mr. Tatsumi said to you that made you so happy?"

The smile Tsuzuki gave was… almost scary. He was staring at Hisoka with that hungry look of his, like when he sees candies and stuff.

"W-what?"

"Tatsumi told me… that while I can't have sweets, there's always a way I can have my sweet things that make me happy without consuming them."

"And how is that."

"By…looking at you, Hisoka, for example!"

"You're not… you're not imagining ME as a cake, are you?"

"No, you misunderstand."

"Oh?"

"…I've got an uncontrollable sweet tooth and you're some delicious eye candy, Hisoka."

Hisoka was glowing bright red by now, and he got over it by doing the only thing that, apparently, made him quite happy. He hit Tsuzuki over the head.

"Shut up, baka!"