Chris: Hello again all, onto chapter six huh, I'm glad your all liking this, makes me feel a lot better. Hmm... I have a lot of reviews for only having four chapters up. 49 so far! Woot! C'mon people, almost at the 50 mark! My goal is 100, because I've never quite managed… I'm a sad writer, lol. Is cheering in the background because has always been seen as a lame writer, but not anymore! HA! Mwahahahahaha! For all of those who have been reviewing continuously, thank you, and for those that haven't, thank you for just reading, its awesome! Woot! I love you all! starts crying in the corner (It's ok, you can think I'm odd, you wouldn't be the only ones...)
And for all of you that care, I have another storyline right after this fanfiction is completed. And I think Hisoka fans may enjoy, so every chapter I give now will give a slight piece of information regarding my next fanfic. Woot!
Chapter 6
Terazuma sighed, bringing up the bottles water to his lips and taking a small sip before setting it back down on the table next to him. The wind blew his hair, tickling his cheeks. His sharp eyes glared around him, ears perking up to listen to everything. The tree's, the birds, the breeze itself. Complete silence. Sighing deeply he clutched the katana tighter, figure relaxing. He brought it up, prepared to strike...
" What ya doin?"
Slipping, Terazuma felt himself crash onto the floor. He growled, slowly sitting up, and reached out, grabbing the collar of the intruder, dragging the figure forward and to his face.
" What do you think you're..."
Two large emerald eyes looked at him sweetly, blinking once. He stopped mid sentence and released slightly. The small child of Hisoka giggled and sat down, poking him on the nose.
" Your silly."
Growling the ex detective sat up on the concrete, brushing his clothes down. He never understood the fascination over the child, it was just a kid! What was so cute about a kid who always said dumb things, did dumb things, and got into all kinda trouble! He always seemed to bother everyone at work, causing them to stop what they was doing to focus their attention on him, and no one even took notice!
A screeching noise rung in his ears and Terazuma shot up, his guard all around him. Spinning, he located the noise right behind him.
The child, Soka, sat on the garden grass, clutching his left hand. Beside him was the katana Terazuma had previously been using. It took the Shinigami a few seconds to see the small drip of blood seeping between the fingers of the small one. Eyes going wide Terazuma rushed over and picked him up, trying to shush the crying.
" Shh, aw come on! Please stop crying! Oh gods what do I do, Wakaba's going to kill me!"
He looked around him in a panic, but unfortunately the garden was empty of any life. With a frustrated growl the man sat back down, placing Soka in his lap, and ripped off a piece of his shirt, wrapping the small cut with it. Within a few moments Soka calmed down, now only in the whimpering stage.
" There, your fine now, no needs to cry." Terazuma said, trying to sound gruff but stopping when he saw the look on the child's face.
Soka sniffled and wiped his tear struck face, cheeks reddened, when a small hiccup escaped his lips. He starred up at the Shinigami and smiled, then at his hand. When he finally came to the conclusion that he wasn't going to die after all he sat up and hugged Terazuma.
The older man wasn't so lucky though. His eyes widened at the embrace and his muscles tightened. It took all he had not to transform from just embarrassment. If anyone saw him like this…
" Thank you Mr. Terazuma." Soka smiled.
And he melted in that smile. Standing, Terazuma placed him down and put his hands on his waist, bending down to become eye level with the child. A smirk, a playful smirk, crossed his face.
" Hey, kid, I heard you know some martial arts."
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Hisoka brought up the small boat to his eyes, looking all around it. Up and down, left and right. Finally he placed it back down and folded his arms, nodding.
" Yep, it's a fake, they swindled ya."
The chief sighed and put the small figurine away, shaking his head. How he wanted a real miniature boat, but Tsuzuki messed up… Damn Tsuzuki…
" Hisoka-sama!" A voice cried out in the silence. Hisoka cringed and glared toward the doorway.
" What!"
In the doorway stood the pipsqueak, the shirt Hisoka had given him caked with dirt and grass stains. His face was muddy and his once blond hair was brown. The child smiled, cocked his hand, and raised a small katana in its scabbard.
" Look what me and Terazuma played!" He giggled.
Terazuma walked in, equally as dirty, and sighed. " We were not playing, I was teaching you the finer views of the martial arts status."
" But you fell in the mud and…"
Terazuma raced over and cupped a hand over the child's mouth, grinning. He whispered something in Soka's ear the he nodded.
" You were teaching me the finer views of the martial arts status, thank you Mr. Terazuma whom I respect and give my lawful thanks to, and whom is a much better Shinigami then Tsuzuki."
Something cracked. Both Bon's looked up to see Tsuzuki now in the door, fist raised, and Terazuma bent down, rubbing his skull. Both Shinigami's went toe to toe, glaring into each other's eyes, Tsuzuki holding a fuda and Terazuma ready to transform.
" Lets get out of here…" Hisoka sighed, shaking his head, and pushing the child forward and out the door. Behind him he could hear the chief screaming and Tatsumi's threats of less pay.
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Tsuzuki chuckled, holding the small bundle in his arms. It was late, the outside window trying to fill the lighted room with darkness. Soka laid in his arms, curled up, one hand grasping Tsuzuki's large finger. Every once in a while Tsuzuki would move the finger, causing the child to whimper in annoyance and clutch it harder or bring it to his face.
" Would you put him down." Hisoka snapped from across the room.
" Why?"
" Because… it's annoying…"
" Your just jealous…"
" What!"
Tsuzuki laughed. " I'm just teasing. Calm down."
Hisoka looked away, face flushed. Leaning back in his chair he stared out the window, trying to look at anything. The trees, the stars, the sky, anything that wasn't Tsuzuki's face.
" Why don't you like him?" Tsuzuki finally asked, still staring at Soka.
Hisoka looked up, and oddly enough couldn't come up with an answer. He just sat there and stared out the window.
' Maybe because he brings up memories. Or because he seems to be getting the attention you never had.' A voice hissed in his mind.
Shaking his head Hisoka stood, just about ready to walk out, when a small voice reached his ears. Turning, eyes wide, he listened.
Soka was mumbling in his sleep, moving around and gripping Tsuzuki's finger tighter. The older man stared down, apparently listening to.
" Daddy…"
Tsuzuki sat straight up, eyes even bigger then Hisoka's, who was now standing in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe.
" Tsu… daddy…"
" Here!" Tsuzuki whispered, handing the child into Hisoka's arms. Hisoka didn't have time to refuse, and took the child gently. Soka stirred in his arms, eyes half opening, and looking up at Hisoka. He smiled slightly and wrapped his hands around Hisoka's arm, burying his face into it.
" Mommy."
Hisoka's brain had had it. Slowly he sat down, leaning back in his chair, and that's where he and Tsuzuki sat for the rest of the night in complete silence.
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Chris: Hmm… interesting… Hey, did you all get the pun above!
" He looked around him in a panic, but unfortunately the garden was empty of any life." You see, "empty of life", because there is no life! Oh gods I NEED a life to see that one… (Is once AGAIN crying in the corner)
Well, I hope you all enjoyed. And yes, there's more.
Next chapter: Hisoka and Tsuzuki go out to Earth to do some shopping for Soka (now that Hisoka's clothes have all got damaged, no thanks to Terazuma!) when Soka runs off, AGAIN! This time though he runs into Muraki. What will Tsuzuki and Hisoka do when their "child" has run off and they cant find him? And what will Muraki do when he realizes who this child really is?
… (Creepy music begins to play)
See you next time!