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Follow Me
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Hisoka turned to be staring at Muraki.
For once the bastard wasn't thinking about what he'd done to Hisoka.
The blond was a cross between really pissed off and really scared.
"Find a new boyfriend poppet? Don't fear my beautiful doll, I'm not entirely after you this time."
Hisoka growled.
"What the hell are you doing here!"
Muraki was silent, deciding if he wanted to let Hisoka know that he had a daughter or not.
"I need access to the life files and you're going to make sure I get them."
Watari wasn't fast enough in trying to grab Hisoka before Muraki got him.
He smirked as he wrapped his arms tightly around Hisoka's waist.
"Your hair smells good today. Now will you lead me to the life files or shall I carry your unconscious body into the library?"
Hisoka shuddered, feeling sick as Muraki sent a picture of himself careing a limp and naked Hisoka.
"Let go of me and I'll do it."
Muraki smirked.
"I'm not stupid boy, if I let go of you completely you'll turn me on."
Hisoka growled.
"You mean turn on you? Maybe, maybe not, but I can't walk with you attached to my waist."
He froze suddenly as he felt a knife at his side as Muraki pulled one arm away.
"I can't kill you, but this dagger will make it hard to heal and if you take one step off course I'll stab you as many times as I can with it. Now walk."
He loosened his other arm, but kept his hand on Hisoka's hip.
Hisoka glanced back at Watari with almost pleading eyes.
"Don't follow us."
When the reached the library, the Gushoshin brothers stopped him.
"Gushoshen, please let us see the life files."
Elder Gushoshen wasn't sure what to do.
"Hisoka…you know that's not allowed."
Hisoka held his breath as he felt the tip of the blade poke his side.
"Listen. I don't want him in here anymore than you do but damn it, I'm too tired to be able to fight him right now so just let us pass. What's one file to you two anyway? Is it worth my suffering any longer? I don't ask for favors often."
The brothers glanced at each other with a sigh and moved aside as they saw the knife at Hisoka's side.
Once in front of the computer, Muraki shoved him away.
"Stand there and don't move."
Hisoka was almost impressed by the fact that Muraki was able to crack the password in two tries.
Hisoka was getting a bit braver now and he glanced over Muraki's shoulder to see the screen better.
"Who's file are you looking for?"
Muraki remained silent and Hisoka was slightly confused as Muraki clicked on an unfamiliar name.
He jumped as Muraki slammed his fist down in anger.
"Son of a bitch! That bastard will pay for this!"
Seething, he clicked on 'next of kin' and Hisoka suddenly felt sick as he saw the last name attached to it.
"You…have a child!"
Muraki took a deep breath.
"Yes Hisoka, I have a daughter, and I'm here…believe it or not…to protect her."
Hisoka blinked.
"From what? You?"
Muraki glanced back at him.
"You're oddly calm about this poppet. I'd have thought Tsuzuki would have you in a murderous rage by now."
Hisoka's eyes grew wide as he took a step back.
"What does he have to do with this!"
Muraki smirked as he stood.
"Oh my, you mean he didn't tell you?"
Hisoka was beginning to feel very dizzy.
"Tell me…what?"
Muraki was suddenly pushed him up against the wall, pinning his small frame.
"You're former lover and the secretary delivered her to me. They took Ukyou from me and gave me our daughter in her place."
Before Hisoka could say a word, Muraki kissed him harshly.
Wide emerald eyes slid closed with muffled sigh and the kimono-clad doctor lowered his limp body to the floor before disappearing.
Watari rushed in behind Gushoshin twins and picked him up, not bothering to try and wake him.
He'd been trying to fight off the two birds since Hisoka had disappeared into the room.
Elder Gushoshin stopped him from leaving.
"Watari…"
He turned, anger burning in his eyes.
"What!"
Elder Gushoshin looked away as Younger Gushoshin went over the files that were looked at.
"Tsuzuki…didn't want Hisoka to know because he was afraid it would hurt him. Please don't let Tsuzuki know that Muraki told him. I don't want to have another conflict between you four."
Watari ground his teeth together and nodded.
"Fine."
''
Tsuzuki was going over the report from Ukyou's case on a hunch when he suddenly felt a chill.
He ran out into the hall, feeling that something was terribly wrong with Hisoka, to find him in Watari's arms.
"Watari, what the hell happened!"
Watari glared and snapped.
"Perfect timing prince charming. Where the hell were you?"
Tsuzuki stared at Watari in confusion.
"What is going on!"
Watari continued walking and snapped over his shoulder.
"Muraki some how broke in here again and used Hisoka as a hostage to look at two life files. You didn't hear the alarm!"
Tsuzuki's eyes grew wide and he moved to touch Hisoka but Watari stopped and stepped back, growling low in his throat.
"I don't hardly think so! You lost all privileges to him when you left with Tatsumi."
Tsuzuki glared.
"That doesn't mean I can't be concerned about him!"
Watari merely kept walking.
"Will you at least tell me if he's okay."
Watari stopped with a heavy sigh.
"Yes, Tsuzuki. He's just been fed a huge overload of sick sexual tension that's all. Muraki…kissed him just before he left."
As an afterthought he ground his teeth together.
"Damn twins wouldn't let me get to him before Muraki had a chance to get his filthy hands on him!"
He turned to Tsuzuki for a moment.
"And in case you didn't pick it up through my already pissed off tone, I was being sarcastic when I said that's all. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to tend to my partner and hope I can wake him."
Before Watari could even turn, Tsuzuki vanished and the blond smiled at the thought of what Tsuzuki was likely about to do.
''
Muraki appeared before Oriya and his now sleeping daughter.
"In a few days I need to take a trip…alone."
Oriya gently placed the girl on the couch and stood.
"What happened?"
Muraki growled, trying to keep his voice low as he set the dagger on the table.
"A man is what happened Oriya. A man more disturbed than myself who not only murdered my lover, but trained my daughter to follow in his footsteps. Ukyou's life record confirmed that for me. She died of nightshade poisoning."
He picked up a bottle of pills she'd been taking from the same table and glanced over them.
"Likely put in these. She was probably sick for months. What I want to know is what the hell he wants with Kurobara."
Suddenly Tsuzuki's voice was heard from behind and he turned.
"What do you care!"
Muraki scowled.
"What do I care! Ukyou was the only person I've ever truly loved in my entire life! He took her away from me and now he's trying to do the same to my only child!"
Tsuzuki narrowed his eyes.
"You mean like you took so many helpless victims, men, women, and children alike, from their families? You don't think those people are hurting?"
Muraki was silent.
For once in his life he understood.
"You don't like it when the tables are turned do you? Do you have any idea why I'm here Muraki?"
Muraki suddenly smirked.
"Because once again I was able to get into that boy's head? Or because I again got passed the barriers keeping the world of the dead separate from the living?"
Tsuzuki took a step forward, light rushing up from his feet as he prepared for the attack, but Oriya stood.
"Please! Not here! If what Muraki says is true, than she's seen enough violence to last her life. If the two of you must fight, do it where innocent eyes cannot watch."
Before either could speak again, Tatsumi appeared behind Tsuzuki.
"We will deal with him later Tsuzuki…right now, you are in trouble."
Muraki laughed as they disappeared and turned back to Oriya.
He stopped laughing as he saw the look on the other mans face.
"Just stop Muraki. Think about what will happen if they manage to drag you to hell. If you get into another brawl with those two I will not save you this time. Bara may be better off with me regardless."
With that, he picked up the girl, and disappeared.
'Just where did you learn that magic Oriya? And why?'