A/n: Wheee some interesting moments to come. Sorry this chapter is going to be short though. XD amethyst Koneko, I'm really not entirely sure who'll end up with who in the end, but this fic is far from over. LOL my friends calls me the mistress of odd pairings! Ps: the goddess has gotten into the sake again so this chapter might get interesting…
Follow Me
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Oriya woke early in the morning with a headache and a head on his shoulder.
Muraki hadn't shut up for an hour about how beautiful Tsuzuki's eyes were and what all he was going to do when he was finally captured.
Oriya found himself wishing Muraki would do some of those things to him, but there was no chance of that right now.
He'd gone on another binge and couldn't even remember what the woman looked like.
Even though what was said was annoying, just the fact that Muraki suddenly appeared in front of him made Oriya feel a little better.
"I thought you were gay."
Oriya rolled his eyes as he stood and pulled the first layer of his kimono on.
"I never said that…I just said I was in love with you."
Muraki scoffed at this.
"You keep saying that but you haven't proven it yet."
Oriya growled.
"I'm giving you free room and bored, I've allowed you to kill my women for the use of their hair, and now I've set up the perfect plan so you can have your damn toy that you won't shut up about…what is your definition of love Muraki? Do I have to hurt you to show you!"
Muraki seemed amused by this.
"Yes Oriya…to me pain is love. Let me ask you this…would you kill for me?"
Oriya was silent for a moment as he walked to the door.
Without turning he spoke quietly.
"I already have…"
Muraki simply let him leave and stood there, thinking about what he'd said.
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That afternoon Oriya was out in the garden practicing his sword.
He set his sword down as he felt Muraki's presence behind him.
The voice was unexpectedly soft as arms came around him tightly.
"You fascinate me Oriya. You know all that I have done and yet you persist in loving me…why?"
Oriya choked back his tears and couldn't find an answer.
So he remained silent and turned to Muraki, suddenly kissing him deeply and all at once the words came to him.
"I just don't care."
Muraki stood there in silence, stunned more by the kiss than anything.
He couldn't speak as Oriya fell to his knees.
"I want you to hurt me Muraki! Hurt me so much that I'll hate you! I can't live my life like this anymore. Please make me hate you so I can go back to a normal life."
Muraki spoke slowly as he looked down into those pleading eyes.
"What…if I can't?"
Oriya finally broke into tears and dug his fingers into the ground.
"Than love me."
Muraki suddenly back away and Oriya looked up just in time to see him disappear.
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It didn't take long for him to pick up on Hisoka's aura and smirked to himself as he sent his usual memories to the far too sensitive blond.
He caught sight of him running away from the blond scientist and what must have been the girl Oriya was talking about.
He stepped out as Hisoka was about to run by and watched as he began to fall.
"Good afternoon poppet."
Inwardly he smirked as he watched Hisoka's eyes go blank.
It was the perfect timing for the fall.
Momentarily he was confused as he watched the girl disappear but he was too occupied with Hisoka to much care how that happened.
He reappeared, the blond dangling from his arms, in Oriya's room amid a flurry of feathers and carried his doll to the bed.
Before he had time to think about doing anything Oriya appeared in the very spot he had, holding the girl.
Muraki grinned psychotically as he stood.
"Now wherever did you learn that?"
Oriya growled and shoved the girl to Muraki's feet.
"She's useless now. Do whatever you want. I'm sure your beloved will be here shortly for the boy."
Muraki stared at his companion.
"Where do you think you're going? You set this up, you deal with her."
She stood on shaky legs and stared at Oriya.
"Give me my life back or let us go!"
Oriya shook his head.
"Only he can do that. One way or another you're here until his partner comes for him. Congratulate yourself Muraki, you just screwed yourself over by taking him. You'll end up burned again, or maybe worse this time. Haven't you learned by now not to screw with that boy?"
He then looked pointedly at the girl.
"If you want to go than you had best leave this second or I may decide to keep you."
He stepped aside and allowed her to leave.
Muraki looked at Oriya like he'd lost his mind.
"Why let her go?"
Oriya shrugged.
"She'll never get out of the house. So here we are. Come with me so we can try and fix this."