Sorry it took so long to update, but my life has been extremely hectic :nervous smile: Also was being wierd and not letting me upload the document for a while. :shrugs: I'll just leave it at that and let you get on with the chapter.
Hisoka's house was quiet. It was something he sorely missed with spending all of his time in the infirmary with Tsuzuki. The man never shut his mouth especially with Hisoka around. If it wasn't about something sweet, it was Hisoka's bad habits concerning his health. His house however, had no complaints like that. It was silent, giving himself time to think.
"First the chair and now paperwork . . . this is rather creepy." The empath shivered as he went into his kitchen. He searched for some sort of food since he hadn't really eaten in a few days, but there was nothing there. "Great. The one time I really want something to eat and there's none to be found." He let out a sigh and moved to get a bath.
When he walked through the house he noticed something odd about his study. The door was open and the small light was on. That was something he never did. With an irritated sigh he moved over to the study to turn off the light. He stopped dead in his tracks. On the small table was a pile of books tied with a simple ribbon.
"What in the world is going on here?" His eyes wide, he made his way carefully up to the stack and looked down at the titles on the spines. Each of them looked like something he either would be interested in or was some sort of instructional manual about some detail of being a shinigami. He shivered again and carefully backed out of the room. This was beginning to freak him out.
Watari and Tsuzuki both jumped when Hisoka suddenly appeared in front of them. He looked a bit worried, for Hisoka. "What's up, Bon?" He had told Watari that it would be a few hours before he showed up again. It had only been one.
"A pile of books appeared in my house." Tsuzuki turned his head to the side and sent the empath a confused look. Books were a common item in Hisoka's house, why would a pile freak him out. "I don't know where it came from. I went home and there it was, sitting in my study with a ribbon tied around it." Both Watari and Tsuzuki froze. Breaking into a shinigami's house was incredibly difficult. Most, including Hisoka set up simple fuda spells that prevented anyone from entering uninvited.
"We should tell Tatsumi about this. He's been looking into those other things that have been happening. I'm sure he'll want to know about this." Tsuzuki suggested. Watari looked a bit confused and his eyes kept darting back and forth between the two of them.
"You mean you haven't put two and two together yet?" He asked with a hint of surprise in his voice. "I'd have guessed you would have gotten it by now, Bon. Tsuzuki, probably not, but definitely you, Bon." Both eyes shot to look at him. He felt a bit nervous upon receiving the serious look from Tsuzuki and the death glare from Hisoka.
"What exactly are you trying to say, Watari?" Hisoka's voice was filled with venom and his aura was beginning to be visible around him and it didn't look too friendly. The scientist flashed him a nervous smile.
"Er . . . you should go talk to Tatsumi. I think he would want to know about this." His voice couldn't hold and it cracked a few times as he spoke. The aura still didn't look too friendly and he had seen some of the things the empath had done to his partner. He thanked every deity he could think of that Tatsumi walked in at that very moment.
"Kurosaki-kun? I thought you had already gone home for the day. Was there something else that you needed to complete?" The secretary asked, completely unfazed by the aura surrounding the fuming empath. Emerald eyes turned to him and the aura dampened. Hisoka seemed approachable now.
"Someone slipped into my house and left a pile of books." Hisoka said with a slightly embarrassed tone. He usually tried to remain calm around the secretary to avoid being seen as an inferior partner for his precious Tsuzuki. Tatsumi adjusted his glasses.
"Are you any closer to finding out who the culprit might be, Tatsumi?" Watari asked with a hint of mischief in his voice. Neither Tsuzuki nor Hisoka understood what the scientist was trying to say. Tatsumi narrowed his eyes and adjusted his glasses once again.
"I have been through all of the budget requests, but nothing has come up. I will continue to keep my eye out for it, though." Hisoka nodded in appreciation, as did Tsuzuki. There was a small awkward silence before Watari spoke up again.
"Well, why don't you head on ahead home, Bon? It's not like the person is going to show up while you're home. They seem to enjoy keeping you out of the loop." He winked. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on Tsuzuki for you." Hisoka let out a tired sigh. He was a bit afraid of going home now, not that he would ever admit this to any of them, but resigned himself to his fate. "If you're still uneasy, I'm sure Tatsumi could check out your house to make sure everything is all right." The scientist added. Hisoka looked up at the secretary with what he hoped was not a desperate look.
"That would be awesome!" Tsuzuki piped up. "Then we wouldn't have to worry." The secretary looked at the two of them before his eyes rested on Hisoka's emerald eyes.
"If it will put your minds at ease, I will do it." He explained. Tsuzuki let out a cheer and Watari smiled. Hisoka made no gesture of thanks though without his knowledge his eyes held gratitude. Tatsumi placed a hand on the empath's shoulder and they teleported to the empath's front porch.