Chris: Well folks… Last chapter… Not much more to say. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 15

"What are you trying to say?" Tsuzuki said, quietly, hands clenching the chair's arms.

"Tsuzuki, we need to put Soka back into his own world."

Tsuzuki didn't move, didn't utter a word. Slowly he sat back into his chair, body relaxing into it, staring up at the two men. His breath had stopped in his throat, eyes wide. Cautiously Watari stepped over, placing a hand on the man's shoulder.

"Tsu? Are you alright?" He asked.

"Why?" He finally muttered, hand closing on the arm of the chair. "Why do we have to bring him back, that world is horrible for him! He can't go!"

It was Tatsumi's turn to stand straight. "Yes, none of us want to do it, but the recent event's that have unfolded show us that we must do this. He can't stay here, this isn't his world, and we can't keep him here from it. Who knows, maybe in his world he has loving parent's. We don't know this, but we do know is that he can't stay here."

The world seemed to spin. Relaxing his again Tsuzuki shook his head, trying to stop the images swirling around his vision.

Why, why would they want to send him back? Into a world filled with hate and anger, a world of dismay? Into a place where eventually he will be violated by a man that he had never met before, where he will slowly die the death that no one could deserve. Why would they want to send an innocent child back into such a dark world? It was… it was inhuman!

"But it's not fair!" He cried out, standing. "Why should we! What good would it do? He has been here for weeks, whatever damage that has happened happened. There is nothing we can do now, so why don't we just keep him here, he's happy here! He doesn't even remember his parents!"

"That's another problem Tsu, he doesn't. Don't forget, that's HIS world. He need's to remember them; he needs to know about his own world. He can't stay here Tsuzuki. I'm sorry."

The fuda user stared at Watari for a moment, then turned away. Fist cleanched, he walked out of the office.

"Well," Watari muttered, crossing his arms. "That went better then I thought it would."

"You think?"

OO

As quietly as possible Tsuzuki walked into the house shared by he and Hisoka. As he closed the door he heard the shuffle of a body in the back room moving about, and then rest again. Silently he locked the door, out of pure habit, and dumped off his coat on the local chair.

Across the hall laid Hisoka, the one responsible for all the shuffling. He lay, sleeping contently in the small bed he had gotten for himself.

'Mine as well let him sleep.'

Turning, about to sit on the couch, Tsuzuki caught sight of Soka, who had made his bed on the couch. Slowly a smile formed on the older man's face and he walked over, sitting down on the end of the couch, leaning over and staring into the boy's face.

He seemed to calm, so content, so happy. Here he could be whoever he wanted to be, do whatever he wanted to do for the most part. He wasn't hated for unknown things. Why would anyone want to put him back into such a cruel world? The child laying in front of him had the face of an angel, curled up and content in his own little dream world.

'Which will soon be shattered once we bring him back.'

Standing, the man took a nearby blanket and draped it over the child, tucking it under him and picking him up gently. Placing him in his arms comfortably he walked down the hall, into Hisoka's room, and sat down, placing the child next to his older counterpart.

"Hey, Hisoka." He whispered, shaking the teenager slightly on the shoulder. "Hisoka, wake up."

The teenager groaned and tried to roll over, but was stopped by Tsuzuki's hand. Facing him he opened one emerald eye and crack, then the other, and slowly sat up. "What?"

"I have to tell you something, come into the living room."

The boy complied, too tired to argue. The two men walked into the room, Hisoka brushing away sleep from his eyes. Sitting down, Tsuzuki began to rub his hands, looking down toward the floor.

"What's wrong?" Hisoka finally asked, sitting beside him.

"We… we have to bring Soka back to his own world."

"What!"

The cry escaped his mouth before he could stop it, body tensing. Instant memories came flooding back, but the boy forced them into his mind once more. Why would they want to send him back? What was the point?

As if reading his mind Tsuzuki looked up to stare him in the eyes. "They think it's dangerous if he stays here, both for our world and for his. They say he doesn't belong, and he belongs with his real parents."

"But why?"

"I… I don't know…"

Both sat in silence, staring at the wooden floor. Finally Hisoka leaned over, if by some sort of comfort or by sheer exhaustion, and laid his head on Tsuzuki's shoulder. Taken aback, Tsuzuki tensed up for a moment, staring down at him. The teenager didn't move, merely stared, his eyes looking as if his mind was deep in thought and concentration. Relaxing Tsuzuki leaned back, allowing the boy the rest against him. Taking one arm he laid it across the teenagers shoulder and closed his eyes.

From the room a small child stared, listening in on the conversation. When his "parents" had fallen into a sleep he slowly shut the door, leaving them in peace.

OO

The next morning was a tense one. Hisoka sat in the kitchen, not able to look at the child who was eating quietly. Oddly quietly. Finally he looked up at Soka, who was piking at his breakfast with his fork.

"What's wrong?"

The child seemed startled, and looked up quickly, emerald meeting emerald. "Nothing…"

"Your lying, I know you are." Because we're one in the same…

Soka placed down his fork, eyes lowering until his hair cascaded over his eyes, Finally small choked words escaped his lips.

"You don't want me anymore."

Hisoka stopped, dropping his utensil, and stood. Stepping over he bent down and lifted his chin up, staring into the eyes that were already watering with tears.

"Where did you hear this?" He asked, quietly so as not to startle or alert him.

The boy hiccupped, taking one hand and brushing it over his eyes. "Last night, you and daddy were saying how you were going to get rid of me!"

He didn't know what to do. It was one of the many few times where all he could do was sit and stare. How was he supposed to react?

"Do you hate me?"

Shaking his head, Hisoka snapped out of his thoughts. "No! No, I don't hate you, and neither does… neither does daddy."

"You called him daddy."

Sighing, Hisoka forced a smile. "Yes, I called him daddy… Why wouldn't I, we're your… We love you."

Suddenly the child was on him, holding him in a deep hug. Eyes going wide Hisoka stopped in shock, hands up, unknowing of his next move. When he realized the boy was of no harm he relaxed, letting his hands slid over the child's back and hold him tightly.

'Is this what it feels like to be wanted?'

Something moved in front of him. Letting go, Hisoka looked up into the face of Tsuzuki, who stared back with blank eyes.

"It's time."

OO

Watari stood in front of the two, staring at their faces as they approached him, child in hand. Soka was crying, or had been, his face and eyes a deep red. Every few seconds he would sniffle, rubbing his nose with his sleeve.

Tsuzuki was looking at the child, hands in pockets. His eyes seemed blank, perhaps too deep in thought to really be able to focus. His head was hung unusually low, and his steps were short, as if trying to delay as much as possible.

Hisoka was the one holding the child in his arms, staring down at him as well. His cheeks were read, his eyes downcast. He held Soka tightly, and they child responded back by burying his head into his chest.

'This must be very hard for all of them.'

He knew it. As much as Hisoka didn't want to admit it he loved the child. He didn't want him to leave; he was a part of him. He was what Hisoka could have been, if not the events of his childhood took place. And of course he wanted to cling to that, to cling to a part of him that seemed lost in time.

"Hello." He finally said, placing a warm smile on his face, trying hard to break the mood.

No one responded. Slowly Hisoka let Soka crawl out of his arms, must to the child's dismay. Bending down, Tsuzuki hugged the boy tightly, clinging to him.

"Goodbye Soka." He whispered, and it took much strain for Watari to hear.

"Bye bye Daddy."

And then Hisoka bent down, stealing him from Tsuzuki, holding him in front of him.

"You promise me something." He said, face full of seriousness. "You promise me, no matter what, you will be strong, and know there are people out there who love you, no matter what!"

The child nodded, another sob escaping his lips. Rather roughly Hisoka took him into his embrace, hands clawing into the boy's clothes. Soka did the same. After a few moments Hisoka stood up, turning away.

"Do I have to?" Soka asked, looking downward.

As carefully as possible Watari bent down to his level, a sad smile on his face. "Unfortunately yes. But you always have us, you can always remember us. You need to return to your own world, where you can help others a lot better then you can here."

Soka nodded, probably not understand a word of it, some of it Watari couldn't even take in. Standing, Watari turned around, taking a piece of paper, about half his height, and drawing a large circle in the center.

'This shall be my gate, to send the soul back to where it belongs, into it's own world of happiness and sorrow.'

Turning back he held up the paper, looking at everyone.

"Is everyone ready?" He asked after a moment of silence.

Everyone nodded, except of course the child. When he didn't say anything Watari gave a small sad smile, and dropped the paper.

Everyone watch the sheet fall, the circle going over the boy's head. As it dropped on him it continued down, his figure fading into inside of it as if it were some black hole.

And finally, after only seconds, the paper fell to the floor where the child once stood.

Turning, Hisoka put a hand to his mouth, avoiding any stares the other two may give him. He didn't know if they had heard his words, if anyone did, though they probably had, he yelled it out loud enough as the boy was fading into the paper.

I love you Soka.

OO

It had been over a month since Hisoka's past self had been brought back into his own world. Everything had gone back to normal, or as normal as it got in that world. Yes, everyone missed the boy, but thing's had to continue, and work had to be done.

Standing alone in his lab Watari worked away, mixing this and that together. From above OO3 watched, content with where she sat. He whistled away, ignoring the world around him.

"Ug, I can't think of anything!" The scientist cried, taking a piece of paper and pen and drawing some random items, unknown to even him.

After a few moments of the small distraction Watari went to go stand when his chair gave out on him. Letting out a cry he fell back, hand reaching out to grab something, anything to stop his fall. But to no avail. Slipping back Watari slammed on his butt.

'Wait a moment…'

Taking a look downward Watari's eyes went wide. His arm was currently half way in the piece of paper he had been doodling on, hand grabbing at something on the other side.

'What the?'

Whatever it was grabbed him. With a yelp Watari wrenched his hand out of the whole, a sudden explosion wracking the lab, sending smoke to fill the air. Coughing the man stood, trying to brush away the dust.

Suddenly he stopped, eyes going wide.

"Not again…"

And from the smoke a child's laughter could be heard.

OO

Chris: Was that Hisoka? Or could it have been someone else as a child… hmm… Well, who cares, because guess what folks…

THE END!

Yeppers, this is the last chapter. I am very sad that I finished it off, but yes, it had to be done. I hope you enjoyed, and I expect considering this is the last chapter, to get some good reviews.

Thank you to all my reviewers, who I fear would have beaten me up had I wasted any more time on this. And thank you to my T-chan, who spent lunch with me, discussing ideas and helping me with my new fanfic. And one more to my Addy, who pressured me countless times to get my butt in gear.

And on another note, wait for my next Hisoka fanfic, coming out in a few days! It's going to be called "The Darkness Within".

See You Next Time!