Who I am
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Chapter IV
In a mysterious, dark room a young boy lays in fetal position. The blond boy is crying and between sobs, whispers a man's name. He tried to move but the red marks on his body, proof of the possession of a mad doctor, pains him and pierces his bones.
"Tsuzuki… Tsuzuki… please, come help me… Tsuzuki… come… please…" Hisoka couldn't stay here. This room… it was a perfect replica of the room where his father locked him up. This same room where he stayed for days because of his empathy. He remembers. He remembers all those days, his loneliness, his sadness, and this day. The day when he saw a murder, he believed he saw an angel killing a woman, but it wasn't an angel. How can an angel be so cruel? He remembers what happened after, when the murderer saw him but this memory, the curse on his body, hurts him more.
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'Mmm…it's so soft. I don't remember having bought such soft sheets and blanket,' Tsuzuki thought. But it didn't matter. He was warm and comfortable and didn't want to get up. He tried to move an inch but found he couldn't because something held him tight. Then he realized the warmth on his back and an arm around his waist and he tensed. The arm around his waist tightened its grip and pulled his entire body against the one connected to that arm behind him.
"Good morning, my beloved." whispered the sensually soft voice of the doctor in his ear. Instantly, Tsuzuki yelped jumping out of bed and Muraki's grip. The doctor couldn't suppress a chuckle at seeing the reaction of his beloved.
"That's a strange way to say hello, my dear. I was hoping for a kiss" Muraki looked down at the brunette who had fallen on his rump, legs spread wide, clad only in his boxers. The doctor sat upright, pulling down at the blanket revealing his bare chest. His shoulders and his torso as white as the pants that he wore. He observed the purple widened eyes that were riveted to his white skin.
"Well, I think I like seeing you in that position…" his eyes slowly taking in the delightful scene before him. Not understanding Muraki's meaning, Tsuzuki looked down at himself and noticed his lack of attire. His face reddened as he hastily pulled the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around himself.
"Who the hell told you to undress me!" cried an outraged Tsuzuki.
A smirk crossed Muraki's face. "You fainted, don't you remember? We were talking and you collapsed, so I brought you back to my home. I couldn't let you sleep in your clothes, so I took them off. You should thank me."
Tsuzuki got up from the floor and without a word, started to dress.
"My dear Tsuzuki, what are you doing?" asked the white doctor to his angry beloved.
"As you can see, I am leaving. How can I stay with you, you psychotic doctor!"
Muraki started to laugh as if he had heard the best joke in his life. Tsuzuki, now dressed, glared at him as Muraki rose from the bed and slipped into a soft grey yukata. "What is so funny! Don't you believe that I'll leave?"
"You won't leave. And do you know why? Let me refresh your memory. Do you remember your little cursed friend? And do you remember that if you don't obey me he'll be hurt?"
Tsuzuki's eyes widened. 'How could I have forgotten Hisoka!' "Please, don't do anything to him. I'll do as you wish." Muraki smiles as he walks before the Shinigami. He grasps Tsuzuki's chin in his hand forcing the brunette to face him.
"Oh, I don't doubt it, my dear, I don't doubt. Now that you are dressed, let me take you shopping and buy you a more suitable wardrobe."
Tsuzuki frowns. "Why would you buy me clothes if I'm going to stay only two days?" He didn't understand why the doctor would spend his money on him.
"It's quite simple." Muraki said, "I want you to be you most beautiful, my dear. You know that I appreciate beautiful things, don't you?"
"Do as you please, but you're wasting your money if you think I'm wearing anything you buy me. And for your information, I am not a thing!" Abruptly, he jerks his chin from the doctor's grip. Muraki laughs at his beloved's last remark.
Dropping his hand to his side, he shrugs. "As you wish, my dear Tsuzuki. Oh, and about me wasting my money, that's up to me. Who knows? You may change your mind and want to stay here with me." The doctor moves to the closet to begin changing into his usual white suit.
Staring at Muraki's body, Tsuzuki swallows hard and forces his eyes to look at the window. "I will never do that." he hisses as his violet eyes glare hard.
The white doctor grinned madly. "Never say never, my dear Tsuzuki. No one knows what the future may hold, not even I." Tsuzuki glare intensifies.
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In JuOhCho, everybody was on alert. Tatsumi had searched on Earth, but could find no trace of Tsuzuki. Watari scoured all of Gensoukai, but sadly, their purple-eyed friend was nowhere to be seen.
In the palace of EnmaDaiOh, Konoe was now talking with Enma about the matter.
"Have your men found him, Konoe?" asked the powerful voice of Enma.
The old man shivered, dreading Enma's reaction. "No, sir. We have sent all our available Shinigami to Earth, but no one has been able to find him or Hisoka."
"The second one missing is of no importance, but you must find Tsuzuki as soon as possible."
"But, sir, what about the other cases? We can't send all the Shinigamis to find Tsuzuki!"
A heavy silence fell upon the room. The great Enma spoke in a calmer voice. "You are right Konoe, we can't forget work. I'll send three Shinigamis of every district of JuOhCho to Earth and the others will continue their work. You can go now." Konoe nodded and quickly departed the massive room leaving Enma alone.
Enma clenched his teeth. "He is mine now. I won't let you take him." he vows knowing perfectly well who wanted the invaluable Shinigami. And it was done; three Shinigami of every district were sent to Earth to find Tsuzuki.
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After many hours of shopping, night falls on Kyoto and the two men head toward a fair.
"Tell me, Muraki, why do I have to wear a kimono and you don't?" Tsuzuki asked the doctor who wore his usual white suit.
"Foolish questions don't deserve an answer, but because it is you, I will tell you." answered Muraki. "In public, I want you to be your most beautiful at my side." People around noticed the magnificent couple. The doctor offered his arm to the Shinigami. He hesitated before taking it and they proceeded into the fair. Unbeknown to the couple, someone was observing them.
Much as he hated to admit it, Tsuzuki was enjoying himself, in spite of being in the doctor's company. They saw many attractions, ate an abundance of delicious sweets (Tsuzuki the most, of course) and managed to win some prizes.
When Muraki had stopped to buy the brunette an ice cream, they heard a voice calling Tsuzuki's name.
"Good evening, Tsuzuki. Delighted to see you here." Tsuzuki turned and instantly recognized the smiling man in front of him. "Ah! Hiro! I'm happy to see you, too."
"I am glad to see that you are all right. We heard that you changed company. What a shame and after only a day with us."
Tsuzuki gave an embarrassed laugh and shrugged. "Those things happen."
"Um, can you introduce me to your friend, dear Tsuzuki?" the brunette turned and saw Muraki standing just behind him, an ice cream in his hand.
"Oh, of course. Muraki, may I present, Hiro Natsuhito. Hiro, this is Muraki Kazutaka." The two men scrutinized each other.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Muraki. I worked a day with Tsuzuki in our company." Hiro smiled. "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Hiro." answered Muraki.
"Here is your ice cream, Tsuzuki." Muraki passed the melting sweet toward the Shinigami. "Thank you" Tsuzuki murmurs.
"Oh, you two are together?" the businessman inquired at Tsuzuki.
"No!" Tsuzuki shouts. "Well, now…yes, but not the way you think… you see…"
The pale doctor interrupts, "Don't be ashamed, my dear." He purrs as he wraps strong arms around the smaller man's waist, pulling him close against his chest, all the while holding a steely gaze at Hiro.
Hiro chuckles at seeing the brunette struggle against Muraki's hold. "Well, I must go, but I have this for you, Tsuzuki." Reaching into his coat pocket, he pulls out a small box and holds it out. "I would be very honoured if you wear it."
Muraki narrows his eyes and loosens his hold allowing Tsuzuki to reach for the gift. Tsuzuki gasps sharply. "It's beautiful, but I can't accept this! It must be very expensive."
Inside the box, lay a ring made of silver with an amethyst stone sparkling at the center. The Shinigami pulled it out carefully from the container, marvelling at it. Peering closely, he notices an engraving of a dragon just above the jewel, it's mouth gaping wide and its wings spread. And its eye was a small, blood-colored ruby. Tsuzuki was mesmerized at how the ruby eye seemed to be looking at him. Muraki's cold voice startles him.
"Good bye, Mr. Hiro." The doctor's eyes were hard and cold like the blade of a knife as they glowered at the businessman.
"Yes, I should be going. It was nice seeing you, Tsuzuki. It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Muraki." replied Hiro, seeming to ignore the doctor's cold manner. Although the man was smiling, Muraki swore he could see something sinister lurking behind the man's eyes, something he couldn't describe.
After Hiro's departure, Muraki guides Tsuzuki back to the car. "I don't want you to wear that ring in my presence, Tsuzuki, do you understand?" Muraki glanced at the smaller man who was studying the ring.
"All right. If it bothers you so much." Tsuzuki snaps the small box shut.
Smiling at the Shinigami's obedience, the pale man leans down and kisses him on the cheek, chuckling at seeing how much Tsuzuki is blushing. Reaching the car, Muraki opens the door for his beloved. Once settled, they head for the house.
"Why did you sit so far? Come here." Muraki pats the space next to him. Tsuzuki gulps. After a moment's hesitation, he slides next to the taller man. Instantly, the pale man pulls him on his lap, his fingers parting Tsuzuki's kimono, caressing his smooth chest. Tsuzuki whimpers as Muraki wraps his other arm around his waist, pulling him tight.
"You are so soft, Tsuzuki, so desirable. You don't know how much I have wanted you. And here you are, all for me." He slides the kimono down the trembling man's shoulder and softly kisses the tender skin between shoulder and neck.
"No, Muraki… please… stop!" Tsuzuki pleads. The poor Shinigami squirmed uncomfortably in the mad doctor's arms, but he made no move to defend himself, remembering that Hisoka's life is depending on him.
"You won't stop me, beloved. I have wanted you from the moment I saw your photo in my grandfather's archives. You are destined to be mine and no one else's." And after those words, the car comes to a halt. "You are home, Mr. Muraki." Tsuzuki went red realizing the driver must have heard everything.
"Thank you, Sakaki" says Muraki, releasing the brunette. Tsuzuki quickly pulls the kimono up on his shoulder, scrambles for the door handle, and bolts out the door, tripping over his feet. Muraki grins. "Thank you, you can go now, Sakaki.
The doctor walks up to the entrance to find Tsuzuki, flushed and waiting. Once open, they both step inside, the large door shut firmly behind them.
Under the light of the full moon, two Shinigami wander in front of the large house, searching. Having turned up no clues of their missing friend, they depart, leaving Tsuzuki to his fate.
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WOW! I love how it was rewritten. I read it again and I find it more interesting like this. he he!