A/n: Well, my anime con is over for this year and job number three is about to be over for a while. Starting Monday I should be able to do regular updates again, but does anyone have an idea how long it should be? XD I keep getting these ideas and it keeps getting longer. I have the ending already, it's just tying the knots together before it. Sorry for being gone so long, but I hope you enjoy the one shots I was finally able to finish in the mean time.

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Follow Me

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Watari sat contentedly on the couch in Hisoka's living room, gently brushing his fingers through Hisoka's hair.

The younger blond lay quietly with his head in Watari's lap, arms wrapped loosely around Watari's waist.

They had been that way for hours and now the sun was beginning to rise.

Neither could sleep and so they just sat together, each lost in his own thoughts.

Hisoka suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at Watari.

"I feel different."

Watari smiled softly at this.

"You just beat the shit out of your life long enemy, I imagine you do. You should feel proud of yourself for that."

Hisoka smiled back and sat up.

"I do. But I don't know, it's like I was dependant on Tsuzuki to protect me from him and then now that I've proven to myself that Muraki is no longer the reason I'm still here…I feel empty. But it's not really a bad feeling. It's like I'm neutral."

Watari leaned down and kissed him softly.

"You need to be built back up. All of your negative emotions have finally come to a head and exploded in a battle that needed to happen a long time ago. Now you need something to replace those emotions."

Hisoka leaned closer and kissed him deeply.

"Will you build me up Watari? I want you to replace everything. I'm ready to take this relationship to the next level…if you are."

Watari was silent for a long moment, searching Hisoka's eyes to try and find some sadness or regret, but could find none.

His eyes softly pleaded with Watari and suddenly he kissed Hisoka roughly and it began.

Hisoka stood and pulled on Watari's collar as they headed back to his room, kissing all the way.

"Watari…"

He spoke out of breath as Watari pulled off his shirt.

"Yes?"

Hisoka stopped him for a moment.

"I want you to be rough with me tonight. Give me my place."

Watari was silent for a moment but suddenly smirked.

"As you wish."

Hisoka closed his eyes as Watari threw him onto the bed and secured his wrists above him with his own hands.

He glanced up at the older blond as he sat over him.

"I hope you're not disappointed because I'll give you the ride of your life…"

Hisoka smirked at this and closed his eyes, moaning as Watari's fingers slid up and down his neck.

"I'm not disappointed yet."

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Hisoka opened his eyes slowly later that day to find Watari still asleep next to him.

Watari hadn't been kidding.

Hisoka yawned contentedly and rested his face against the older blonds well-sculpted chest and in his sleep Watari wrapped his arm around Hisoka.

He was quite happy and silently mused that Tatsumi didn't know what the hell he was talking about.

He snuggled closer and closed his eyes as someone knocked on the door.

He wasn't about to answer it right now.

Watari had given him everything Tsuzuki was afraid to, and at this moment he only wanted to rest in his new lovers arms.

He wasn't exactly in love with Watari, but he could see it happening very soon.

At the moment it was a deep crush.

Watari made him dizzy at times, but it was a feeling he found he wanted more of.

The idea of being with him sounded better and better every day.

After a few moments of silence the person knocked again and Hisoka pulled the covers up over his head.

The persistent knocking woke Watari.

"You aren't going to answer it?"

Hisoka groaned.

"I wasn't, but I guess he won't go away if I don't."

However just as he stood, Tsuzuki entered the room and stared silently between the two of them.

Hisoka wasn't sure if he was embarrassed or angry.

He settled for angry as Tsuzuki had seen him more than a few times and the better point here was entering his apartment without permission.

Watari on the other hand sank under the covers, cheeks bright red.

"I…I'm sorry…"

Tsuzuki stammered with an apology as Hisoka quickly threw on a pair of pants.

"For what? Walking in on us, or just coming in when you didn't get an answer? I'm not a little kid anymore Tsuzuki. If I don't answer the door there's a reason and it's not because I'm in dire trouble. So go on, what's so important anyway?"

Tsuzuki looked away for a moment.

"You left a few things and I figured you'd want them back."

Hisoka shook his head.

"I left what I didn't want. I don't really like stuffed animals anymore. It was cute when you got me one or two but I'm not that kind of person…and I bought the sake for you in hopes that you'd stop getting drunk in public. I won't drink it so if you don't want it give it to someone else. Anything else? I've got things to do today."

Tsuzuki glared for a moment and his tone was harsh to spite himself.

"That include Watari?"

Hisoka chuckled at this.

"No you missed that action early this morning. Don't be jealous Tsuzuki. You set this up when you decided you had to have Tatsumi. I guess I'm in the angry faze now. First I was miserable, and now I'm just plain pissed. Oh and FYI Watari and I are officially a couple now so just let Tatsumi know he's mine. Should you two decide to play swapsies again."

Tsuzuki sighed deeply.

"I'm going on a case for a few weeks. I wanted to let you know in case you got worried."

Hisoka shrugged.

"You're too transparent Tsuzuki. Stop regretting your decision okay? Stop making me remind you that you broke up with me."

Tsuzuki was at a loss for words and as he left, Hisoka had no idea that his anger would soon turn to cold hatred.

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Hisoka sat quietly across from Watari that evening at his little dining set.

The older blond had cooked and Hisoka mused to himself that Watari was spoiling him.

Even in spite of Tsuzuki's uninvited appearance, Hisoka had for once in a long while, had a good day.

Watari was proving himself worthy of the boyfriend title and Hisoka was gaining a little more understanding of why he'd been so different in the week following the split.

Watari smiled softly at him and gently took his hand under the table.

"Do you like dinner? I'm not much of a cook, but I do a sufficient job most of the time."

Hisoka smiled and nodded.

"You can't really screw up chicken curry, and it beats having to cook for myself for the umpteenth time in a row. What did you add that was sweet though? It's different. I like it."

Watari chuckled softly.

"Sugar actually. The sweet kinda offsets the spice. I'm glad you like it."

Hisoka looked up into the amber eyes for a moment.

"I'm glad you're back to your usual self."

Watari looked away for a moment.

"I was a total ass, I'm really sorry. I'm glad you're not so depressed anymore."

Hisoka smiled at this.

"I think between us we can get back to a normal life…together. Now that I'm pretty much over Tsuzuki, I have a clear head to think and I realize that I am falling in love with you."

Watari was silent until they had finished dinner and then looked up at him.

"Hisoka…I know it's weird, but lets go sit down for a while."

Hisoka chuckled at this.

"You mean you know what snuggling is?"

Watari nodded.

"I've never been on the giving end, but it just feels right with you."

Hisoka smiled and led him over to the couch where he curled up in Watari's arms and closed his eyes.

"You know Watari, you're going to have to stop spoiling me like this…I might get used to it."

Watari leaned down and kissed his forehead.

"Get as used to it all you want, because as long as you let me, I'm here to stay."