, Gomen for the latest story in history. I'm a retard for considering to stop this story all together, but then I got a sudden of an unaccomplishment. No half-ass..-ment on this story! So, while listening to Fullmetal Alchemist I'm typing to this story.!Yay and spanks for me! Anyways! Here goes everything ;

"Just tell me exactly why you're here again?Late no less."

"Chief! Please! The cake!"

If Tsuzuki could sprout a canines tail and ears it would be at that moment, but of course luck wasn't on his side. His puppy dog eyes and appearance of begging wasn't gonna pull him out of this one no matter what. Falling on his knees he put his hands together as if in prayer and faked tears to stream down his face as he looked up at the old man that seemed to enjoy torturing the poor worker.

"Hmm...red velvet cake and homemade. Hmm...smells good. I wonder what it tastes like." Picking it rather clumsily between his calloused fingers, he brought the soft spongy desert to his lips and in two bites had devoured the piece of cake.

"That was cruel and unusual! " Broken and utterly defeated, the god of death slowly brought himself up and sulked with his bottom lip pouting outwards in a childish manner. Sighing and rolling his eyes, he turned the other way and folded his arms trying to figure out another way to be on time even though he could have sworn he was gonna make it. If it wasn't for that delicious baking scent and the sight of such a marvelous treat could he have made it, but like the devil it was as tempting as the fruit Adam and Eve was forbidden to eat.

" Anyways, joking aside, we have to figure another way of approaching a particular case. We've tried all the other workers, but since it's a holiday everyone has taken the week off with the exception of you," Grasping for the pen right beside him he wrote a couple of notes on a notepad and continued to speak, "It takes place not in our district, but actually out of Japan."

When those words were uttered it seemed almost surreal to Tsuzuki's ears and he quickly countered, "Are you nuts! Anything out of the Jurisdictions confirmations is insane! Each country or continent is set within each boundary of various offices. The only one that is not controlled by order is-" He was quickly silenced by the other mans commanding hand and the angel of death held his tongue for that instance waiting for the words of what the job applied.

" It is mostly forbidden for us to travel into a place who's territory falls under the devils, but we got special permission from the King of Heaven himself," Konoe's words sunk in slowly, but surely this time. The clock on the wall ticked for sometime before even anything can be heard, but all that could be made was the sigh and realization from Tsuzuki. In all his years that he worked, he never in his entire career had to go out into unknown lands that was not even protected. The job this time is probably gonna be the hardest he will have to face and alone he must do it. Even though the kid was available, this job was gonna be different and will put him in extreme danger. Hisoka must not know.

"Okay, as long as my partner stays here I'll go." Bowing he walked out ignoring all the rants and shouts the chief made to have him turn around. It would have been deafening to other ears, but it went past the shinigami's ears in a cryptic message only left cryptic to those who decided it was best to keep hidden.

Maybe it was the fact that everything had to be left under covers that he felt this way. Or maybe it was a dangerous mission left to those much stronger, but despite being in the lowest rank in Japan he was the only one that had the Shikigami at his beck and command. The only one to have all of God's heavenly creatures to obey his every will and even though it was his greatest salvation it can also quite easily be his downfall, but even though he had tried dieing once and ordered Touda to engulf him into the eternal black flames he was only saved by Hisoka. The only one to look at him with heart-broken eyes and opened his soul to wrap around the lost one who cried with such an anguish that would have easily driven anyone to the edge of a cliff whose bottom was only littered by spiked rocks that waited patiently to impale those whose soul was licked by sorrow and lunacy.

His hand tensed into hard fists as he felt another wave of melancholy overcome him. He was trying hard to recover for the kid, but the bright-eyed sixteen year-old was harder to lie to then Tatsumi and if he ever had to face Hisoka or the other shinigami then he would break down and put more people in exigency.

"There you are," a voice that was deep yet on the border of manhood called out from right behind him, "Tsuzuki, you're very troublesome to find you know that, right?" The emerald depths of Hisoka's eyes peered at his partner mercilessly as if wanting to ask something, but was too afraid of the answer. With a huff, he just stood there looking at the the man with troubled looks.

Turning around he headed the opposite direction of outside without even a second glance at Hisoka, which threw the boy off immensely. Shouting at the brunette he waited for the other to turn around, but instead he only stopped dead and slapped a cold message down that left an awful taste in his mouth: " Don't bother me."

Continuing to walk off towards the entrance, it took the boy a minute to fully throw off the threat that seemed not like his partner.

"Tsuzuki! Look at me you bastard! Dammit, why do you have to be so selfish!"

Another message left undeciphered upon def ears.

"Tsuzuki!"

It was outside that he had followed him. Even though the other made no run or attempt to escape, his long legs made the approach much harder.

Please, look at me Tsuzuki! I can't deal with a world without someone as passionate as you. Even though you can't see it now you are the brightest person in my eyes. You can't go. I need you with me. Let me protect and comfort you. A world without you is a world that would die before my very eyes...Tsuzuki...Tsuzuki... why must you leave? You promised...

I...

Before he knew it, the small, pale hands caught a hold of the strong arms of the angel of death that still didn't bother to look back at him. A pregnant silence hushed them both as the wind caressed both of their faces with soft whispers of sky filled promises. The small hands trembled as his own heart suffocated from the waves of woes that surpassed every heavy-hearted moment he felt coming from the man with bewitched eyes.

"Please, turn around for me," The voice sounded distant to Tsuzuki, but he obliged nonetheless and peered at Hisoka with a face forced to stand as a barrier for his heart. Yielding his empathic powers towards the saddened mind he probed it gently. Curling back, it rejected the warmth and caused Hisoka to fall back.

"Why didn't you tell me of the mission?" It was sudden and a bit louder then what he intended, but it helped to get through and caused a reaction in his partner.

"Because I don't want you hurt."

"We're partners. Have you forgotten?"

"No! I-I haven't forgotten! I can not forget! Hisoka! I..." He was cut off by the warmth of the same pale hands that traveled towards his face. Standing on his tip toes, he stretched his arms to gracefully encircle around for an embrace that he wasn't able to give since 3 years ago. Since then, grief seemed to push them further apart, but this time it was more then impossible and it might take this moment to get back his only family.

Tsuzuki sinked down to his knees tired of all the overwhelming feelings of the past.

"You're the world to me, Hisoka and I'm afraid to lose that. I'm a coward who should have passed away a long time ago. Who should have been cast down to the land of darkness," they flowed softly from his lips to the boys ears and with a quick place of his finger, brought the lips to a stand-still.

Shaking his head hurriedly, the finger was replaced by a soft mouth. Against Tsuzuki's they were warmer then the sunlight that beamed on them and every living creature surrounding them. He let go and tried it again with a much more desperate attempt. This times the mans lips responded feeling the virgin scent and tongue coax him to proceed with everything he had. Sliding his hand around Hisoka's head he balled the thick, soft hair gently between his fingers. Again, the pink tongue persuaded for more attention and the boy opened his mouth to show where he wanted it to go.

He knew the relationship was going to change between them, but he felt more of an attraction of something much more pure then lustful ways most relationships build on. He wanted to show Tsuzuki every aspect of his mind, as well as his body, to connect them eternally by bonds they can't make by just this job 'partnership.' No. He desires to experience if what he feels is mutual.

Feeling his way around the small frame in front of him, the mouth drifted away to send light butterfly kisses on the nape of Hisoka's neck, allowing for the caressing to continue until he realized the position they were in. The older man's hands, despite being clumsy with everything else, seemed to cherish and savor the feel of his skin. He wanted to know if what he was doing was for the sake for both of them or for an atonement of sort to hide everything in this small body from love to deep loathing. A coffin or lid of a box to cloak everything.

Shivering Hisoka finally let out a sound, "Tsuzuki, we can't do it here."

His hands stopped at the others hips as the shy lips fell back suddenly as if he snapped from a trance his emotions played. Extracting from the other warmth of the body, he looked at his hands and back to the sparkling eyes whose bangs washed and fell perfectly on his porcelain face.

Picking himself up from off the ground Tsuzuki looked at the building were he spent even most of his undead life in then his real one. With a hand towards his forehead, he quickly turned around and ran.

A lid box? A coffin? What was I thinking of exactly? Do I want this? Can I let the boy in?

Even though the boy has the power to look into his mind, it has only been Muraki thus far who delved even deeper into his soul then anybody else. Allowing his body and mind to be raped slowly and mercilessly by the insane man, it brought him to that broken state still and he wanted the greeting of deaths door upon his soul no matter how savage and cruel it was. He wanted the punishment for what the black lamb deserved. He wanted the wolf to shred him to oblivion over and over again.

Can I let this angel into a devil's soul?