Hi fellow YnM fans. I'm back. Sorry for my laziness in updating the fic. It's not intentional (yeah, laziness never is g.) I haven't abandoned the fic or left it in hiatus, it's just that I haven't had time to work on it in the past few weeks because of other projects.
Now, to make up for that, here is a little bit of silliness I came up with for your entertainment. I'm not sure if this is what they call an "omake" but I'll call it "taking a break from all that angst and just having fun." You'll see what I mean when you read it :)
Once again, thanks to all who reviewed chapter 8 and here are some replies to show my gratitude:
Ashen Skies: Yes, Isorou is THAT evil, but he also has a past that will soon be revealed.
Kara Angitia: Hehe, love the sign-on-Isorou's-back idea. Keep kicking.
BranBlack: I agree with your criticism. The only thing is that I need Tatsumi there for plot purposes. But I promise there will be more Tats in future chapters.
Crystal56: Thanks for the compliment (I guess it was a compliment, wasn't it? ;) Who's Eva?
Joon: You are one of my favorite reviewers. Thanks for the comment and for liking my villain. Will bring more Tats soon.
Literary Eagle: Jelly and angst. Yeah, That's my recipe. Glad you liked it.
firskey: I'm so happy you like my fic. Your review warmed my heart. And there is more Isorou torturing Hisoka to come. Especially in the next chapter.
ManderNaner: Thank you, thank you, thank you for your nice review. I'll do my best to update fast.
Kurai: Welcome to the club and thanks for reading. I hope you like the rest of the story as well.
Shingo the Pest: I'm glad you like the angst. And yeah, Isorou is the kind of guy who'd torture anyone in his warped definition of getting justice. But he's also in for a big surprise, Just wait and read.
On to the silly bits now…
Warning: Major OOCness ahead, and characters losing their memories.
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The Trial—Intermission (or I'm now going to take a break from angst.)
That morning Hisoka entered Konoe's office with anger written all over his face. The boss didn't even have time to duck when a thick book hit him right in the head.
"How could you lock yourself up in here all this time and not do anything?" Hisoka barked as he closed the door behind him and stepped forward.
Konoe picked up the book and looked at the cover, 'Hmm, The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King. Can't remember reading that one. But the movie's coming out soon so I guess I'll watch that instead of reading this.' he thought.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?"
Oops, Kurosaki-kun, still here.
He put the book down and gave a sheepish look to his subordinate. "Oh...ohayou Kurosaki-kun. What seems to be the problem?"
Hisoka smacked his forehead with his hand, "I can't believe you're asking me this. You mean you have no idea what's been going on in the office in the past couple of days?"
Konoe scratched his head. "Uh, I don't know. I'm kinda being kept away from things mostly because my character isn't that necessary to the plot."
"Your character is never necessary, Kachou. You are only there to give mission briefings, ask for souvenirs and occasionally be one of the guys who give Tsuzuki a hard time. But it makes me wonder, wouldn't you at least WANT to sneak into the plot for once? Just in this case, to see what's happening?"
Konoe blinked. "But I know what's happening."
"NO YOU DON'T" Hisoka yelled again, "If you did, you would've asked me right now how I dare yell at my superior like this. But you don't so I'll tell you what's wrong with you: You're being completely out of character, Konoe-kachou."
Konoe still blinked, "And you're not?"
Hisoka sweatdropped for a second before he recovered quickly and said, "That's beside the point. What I want from you now is to take action and help Tsuzuki. I should've done this a long time ago but I was too busy angsting around. Still that's ok because that's my job. But I'm also tired of that now and want to get into some action. That's why you and I should defeat Enmacho's Judicial department together."
Konoe rubbed his head and sat behind his desk. "That might prove to be difficult, Kurosaki-kun," he mumbled.
"Why?"
"Because,...uh...I usually don't do that kind of stuff. Tatsumi-san's the one taking care of it."
Hisoka put a hand to his forehead in frustration. "Of course, how could I forget? Having a source of intimidation right next to your desk who would do all of the gut-requiring tasks without blinking, it's only natural for you to leave it all to him, isn't it? Obviously, in looking menacing and enforcing his will, no one can match the great lord Seiichiro Tatsumi. Ok then, where is he? We'll take him with us too."
Konoe fidgeted even more, "Uh, I...kinda...don't know."
"You don't know where Tatsumi-san is?" Hisoka's eyes popped out.
"Er,...no. He kinda disappeared three days ago."
"And you don't know where?"
"No. But he said something about going to see the Earl."
"Alright then," Hisoka announced, "If that's where he is, that's where we go."
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They found Tatsumi in the Earl's gardens standing in front of the castle and drenched in rain. Hisoka approached him warily as the secretary appeared to be so focused on of the castle's windows that it looked like he would freak out if someone reached for him unexpectedly.
Hisoka looked at the upturned profile and determined eyes before he cautiously said, "Tatsumi-san, are you--?"
"Not now Kurosaki-kun. Don't you see I'm busy?"
"Yeah," Hisoka replied, "but what exactly are you doing?"
"I'm waiting to see the Earl." Tatsumi replied, his eyes fixed on a window.
"Sure, but do you think standing here all day will make him let you in?"
"I don't need to go in. If I watch his bedroom window from here long enough, I'm sure I'll eventually catch a glimpse of him undressing."
"What? You mean you've been standing here all this time just to see the Earl naked?"
"Well, not just that. I came here for something. I've just forgotten what it was."
Hisoka put both hands on his head fisting his hair. "Gods, this can't be. All this time, and you don't even know why you came here."
"Oh, I am sure there's a reason. And it will present itself soon enough. Only, I think on the second day I forgot why I was standing here and then I saw the guy move around in his bedroom and got curious to see if I could get a peek at his underwear, or better, what's underneath his underwear."
"WHAT'S UNDERNEAT??? Tatsumi-san!!!!! The Earl is INVISIBLE. How do you expect to see anything? He's just a mask and two freaking gloves." Hisoka cried.
"He is?" The blue eyes finally turned to him. "Hm, I guess you have a point there, Kurosaki-kun. Wonder whose butt it was I saw by the window the other day?"
Hisoka twitched. "Ugh, eh, Watson…?"
"Ahh, maybe, it was kind of pockmarked and close to the ground. But then I thought--."
Hisoka grabbed Kachou's arm and teleported back to JuOhCho. "Come on, Kachou. This is really not worth wasting our time."
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No sooner had they arrived at the office than they saw Watari tiptoeing out of his lab. He looked around and turned to leave when he bumped into Hisoka and let out a loud screech. "Eeeee, Bon, you scared me."
Hisoka stared at him. "What? What's going on Watari-san?"
Watari rubbed the back of his head and gave him an ear-to-ear smile. "Uh, nothing. Just didn't want to make too much noise."
"Is it because of Isorou?"
"Isorou? What? Where? Is he here? Did he see me?"
"No, he's not here. I didn't know you were running away from him."
Watari blinked a few times before letting out a wail and throwing himself into Hisoka's arms. "Bwaaaa! Haaaa, huuhuu! Yeah , that's true, Hisoka-kun. He won't stop chasing me. He won't stop molesting me. He's creeping everywhere and keeps jumping at me whenever he sees me around. It's so freaky."
He cried like a fountain in Hisoka's arms threatening to soak Hisoka's only orange shirt. "None of you understand. You keep worrying about Tsuzuki-san where in fact I'm the one you should all worry about. Tsuzuki-san doesn't have to hide from a psychopathic freak running after him everywhere and wanting to catch him in private corners." Hisoka rolled his eyes.
Hisoka finally managed to disentangle himself from Watari and say, "Ok, Watari-san. I understand, so calm down and listen, all right? I'm here to ask you to help us rescue Tsuzuki."
Watari blinked tear filled eyes at him (looks like there is a lot of blinking going on in this story. Sorry, can't find a better word for when a round-eyed, stupefied character blinks cluelessly at the other.)
"*Sniff* you want to help Tsuzuki-san?" Watari asked, "What about me, then?"
Just then, a door behind him opened and Isorou Masaki, chief prosecutor, evil stalker and some more bad things, stepped into the hallway. Spotting Watari, he immediately marched toward him and put two possessive hands on each of the blonde's shoulders.
"Watari-san! I looked for you everywhere. Lets go have some tea and discuss how I should torment Asato more." He started dragging Watari to an unknown destination. Watari cried.
"Help me, help me, he's going to molest me again. Helllllllp."
"Hold it right there, you pervert." Hisoka yelled. They both turned to look at him, one hopeful, the other irritated.
Hisoka pressed the bridge of his nose. "Cut the uke act, Watari. It doesn't suite you."
Uke Watari suddenly became serious Watari and looked at Hisoka offended. "Now what does that supposed to mean?" He asked.
"It means that you two are both acting totally childish and out of character."
Isorou shrugged. "I'm an original. I can't be out of character 'cause I'm whatever the author makes me. And I like Watari-chan. Plus I'm super cool." He struck a pose.
Hisoka turned to him sharply. "Shut up. You think you're all that but everyone in the office hates you. Plus all the readers hate you too. Go read the reviews if you don't believe me. You made a big mistake messing with Tsuzuki but you made an even bigger mistake messing with me."
"Why? Because you're the heartthrob?"
"Not just that. I'm also super uke and subject of all torture fics. But that's Muraki's territory and only he's allowed to do that. You've overstepped your boundaries big time here."
Isorou blinked (see! Again.) "Muraki? But isn't he the Drag guy who does your hair and manicure every week?"
"WHAAAAT? Who told you that?"
They both turned to Watari who was slowly inching away. At once, he blushed and said, "Well, i...it's not really my fault you see," he turned to Hisoka and pointed at Isorou, "He caught me when I was having tea and pushed me into telling him who Muraki was and what he had to do with you and Tsu. I didn't want to tell him the truth so I told him that Muraki was Tsuzuki's transvestite friend who worked at a beauty parlor you visited every week."
"WHAT??? AND YOU THOUGHT THAT WAS BETTER THAN THE TRUTH?" Hisoka yelled.
"HOW DARE YOU LIE TO ME YOU STUPID BLONDE, YOU?" Isorou yelled.
"SHUT UP YOU LAW ABIDING MURAKI WANABE. I'LL GET YOU FOR TRYING TO SNOOP INTO MY PERSONAL LIFE." Hisoka said.
"YOU'RE TREATHENING ME, KID? YOU ACTUALLY DARE TO TALK BACK TO ME? THAT'S IT, I'M GOING TO GO TORTURE TSUZUKI RIGHT NOW." Isorou said.
"I'M GOING TO KNOCK YOU OVER THE HEAD AND FEED YOU TO THE FIRST SHIKIGAMI I'LL GET IN THE GENSOKAI ARC." Hisoka said.
The yelling and screaming continued loudly. Neither of them noticed the two birds that were sitting on top of Watari's opened lab door. Two owls with white and brown feathers.
After the fight went on for a while, one of the owls turned to the other and said, "You think they're gonna kill each other?"
"Nah, they just like to hear their voices bounce around the hall."
"Are you going to tell that other guy about this? The one with the weird purple eyes who's meditating outside?"
"No, not what really happened at least. I'm going to tell him that the old guy beat up his partner pretty bad. Just to see how he'll angst more."
"Whaa, you're mean. I like you. Hey, look. They're at each other's throats now."
"Oh, yeah. I wonder what the blond guy is doing there in the middle."
"Well, he's either trying to pull them apart or is practicing some form of yoga."
"I think he's more likely caught between them and is suffocating to his death. Oh, well."
Meanwhile no one paid attention to the kachou who was standing there all that time and who finally sauntered away to his office when the fight got to its peak. He sat behind the desk and put his head in his hands.
'I hope this story has a happy ending or we'll have to go through a sequel and I'll have to take more of people yelling and screaming and totally ignoring me,' he thought.
Just then He heard a voice calling him over an invisible intercom, "Kachou, please report to fanfic #1226. You are needed for a briefing scene and to explain how Muraki kidnapped Hisoka and is now asking for Tsuzuki."
Konoe sighed and rose from his chair. It was true that he didn't get any action these days, but he still had a job to do.
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There you have it. I know it was bad. Please forgive this lazy, wasted writer. Will provide the angsty stuff soon ;)
Now since I really like reviews and there isn't much to review here, I'll present you with the next question that I've had in mind for a long time:
"If you had the chance to go to Meifu at this point of the story, which shinigami would you first go to comfort and how?" I know we all love them all but I'm asking about your most favorite one. And lets imagine I can distract Isorou long enough for you to reach Tsuzuki as well.
Can't wait for your answers. They'll make me very happy and a happy Tessa will write sooner and more :)