Torn away from the old life

It had been two months since Hisoka's dissapearance. Tsuzuki had been devastated with not finding any clues on the boys whereabouts and had buried himself in work, trying to take his mind off of Hisoka. He had a new partner, Natsu who was 22 and died of a car accident. He was nice, and he worked hard... but he wasnt Hisoka.

Tsuzuki looked up, Natsu had knocked on the door holding a file. "Hey, we got a new case. We head for Nagoya in an hour"

"What's the case?" Tsuzuki wondered grabbing the file and flipping through it.

"Apparently there's been a string of murders. All boys, all in their early teens, all very beautiful.. Some one was able to get a snap shot of who they think was the killer, it's a few pages back" Natsu informed, sitting on Tsuzuki's desk.

The amethyst eyed man flipped back a few pages and almost dropped them in shock, the said killer was Hisoka!

"Who gave you this file?" Tsuzuki looked up at Natsu, wondering.

"Oh, Konoe-san did.. I started on it a little earlier and some man apparently knew about us and this case and he gave me some tips and this pic" Natsu shrugged, taking a sip of his coffee.

Tsuzuki stood up and gripped Natsu's shoulders. "Natsu... who was the man? Did he say his name? What did he look like?"

Natsu gave him a wierd look. "He said his name was Muraki, he said he knew you."

"What did he tell you?" Tsuzuki asked sternly.

"Just that it was a kid that was killing and that he was close to someone he knows. Thats all... Do you know him?"

Tsuzuki held the picture in front of Natsu's face and then pulled a strip of pictures of him and Hisoka from the booth of Disney Land from his wallet. They were very similar, only in the recent photo Hisoka's eyes were very blank. "That boy... that boy was my partner... He was taken from me, and now is my chance to get him back."

"But... but I thought you said he got transfered to England..." Natsu was confused now.

"I lied... I was angry at myself for giving up on him and I wanted to make myself believe I didnt..." Tsuzuki looked solemnly at the last one of the strip pictures where he had finally gotton the boy to smile, well, it wasnt a real smile considering Tsuzuki was using his hands to make Hisoka smile, but it still was cute.

Natsu placed a hand on Tsuzuki's shoulder. "I dont mean to poke but... what happened?"

"He was in pain... a curse was put on him by the man who killed him... I thought if I took him to Disney Land he would feel better." Tsuzuki smiled slightly, carresing the photo of Hisoka. "It worked.. He actully smiled, he looked so beautiful... And he actully let me kiss him and he accepted that I loved him, but..." The smile was quickly lost. "We got so passionate, he let me touch him but.. the curse came back... He was in so much pain and I couldnt do anything, we finally got him to sleep and we started researching and when I went to check on him... he wasnt there. After a few days we just... gave up" A stray tear rolled down Tsuzuki's face.

The 22 year old shinigami stared, a sympathetic look on his face. "Tsuzuki-san... I'm so sorry... But why would he kill all those people?"

"Muraki... It's Muraki. He's messing with Hisoka's and my head... That bastard" Tsuzuki had a very angered look on his features, tightly clenching his fists.

"Muraki?" Natsu looked shocked.

The amethyst eyed man nodded. "He killed Hisoka, he cursed him. If not for him, Hisoka would be safe now... Now where is he? Did he say?"

"No... he said he would find us"

NEW SCENE.

Muraki looked up upon hearing a door lightly close, he smiled seeing his favorite doll standing in front of him, lifeless, blood staining his attire and features. He placed the doll he was holding gently on the plush chair and stood, stepping close to the boy and gently stroking his pale bloodstained cheek. "Good boy, did you do what I asked?"

"Yes"

"That's a very good boy. As a present you will be able to see our love very, very soon. Won't that be nice?" Muraki smiled and tilted his head slightly.

"Yes"

The silver haired man snapped his fingers and the boy collapsed. A few moments later and frightened green eyes looked up, trembling, terrified of the man in front of him. Muraki picked up the porcelin doll once again and smashed it in front of, who is now recognizable, Hisoka, cutting him with the shards of the flying pieces of fragile porcelin. "Remember, dolls are VERY fragile."

Authors note- Yep, new chapter. Nothing special really. I have a few plans though. Grins evily and rubs hands together Thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate them.