OKAY...Another update that seemed to be late as always. Stupid life! Oh well. At least I have one. Then again, lately I've been trying to look up great(And I mean GREAT)yaoi stories of Riku and Sora and Sephiroth and Cloud. The only one that has satisfied me Sephiroth and Cloud fetish is Fusion from Knowing Shadows. Such an awesome writer. I love how she keeps them in character. Lately, all I've wanted to see in fan fictions is Sephiroth and Cloud and practically everyone in character.

Just to let you know, I've been inspired to write an adventure with Kingdom Hearts' Sora and Riku, Inspired by the music from it. (Passion) Root for me!

Any who, here's my third chapter:

Exorcising The Heart

Giants were everywhere in this big city. Not necessarily pertaining to the people but the buildings would be considered giants seeing as Tsuzuki lived like a hick most of his life. Grand, extravagant things were not his cup of tea, but nonetheless it was breathtaking. Looking at the piece of parchment he held in his hand, he looked at the scribbled notes and streets he had to take in order to reach his destination. What an odd thing, this world. No matter how much he tried to figure out, he could never fully grasp why of all he people he had to be chosen to make things right. Destiny never was his best friend anyways.

"Uh, excuse me do you know where..uh..Gorge...wait. No...uh.." Squinting his eyes he tried to pronounce how it would be in English. "Do you know where George Avenue is?" Looking up, he looked at the business man whom he asked for help.

Putting down the newspaper, that the gentleman was reading, he looked at the piece of paper that Tsuzuki showed him."Ah,lad. That would be straight ahead of you and all you would have to do is pass 3 streets and it would be on your right. Got that?" Tsuzuki smiled and nodded his head.

"Thank you,sir!"

"Not be trudging in other peoples lives, but why do you want to go down that rundown place?" The man's voice was hesitant and almost frightened at the way his eyes wandered around as if someone were listening.

"Well, I have business there. Why do you ask?" Tsuzuki looked at him in a confused manner, wondering if maybe this man knew more about the place then he. After all, in big city's like these spirits are lost, chaos is in every corner, darkness bursts forth like a volcano, and the only way to survive is to welcome it or become ignorant and lie to everyone and yourself..

The man clicked his tongue and smiled, shaking his head, "Nothing, lad. Just watch out. I've heard that not even God's light shines where that place heads to, but I'm sure you're not the type to bring destruction." Smiling, he laughed reassuringly. "Then again, I'm not the religious type."

Tsuzuki smiled almost bashfully and nodded towards the stranger and headed towards the directions the man gave. It was creepy how he put the place as. "Not even God's light can reach," he whispered the intriguing spout of warning that came from that man's lips. Holding the black cloak around him in a tighter embrace, he shivered from the strong wind that ruffled his hair and crept along his skin uninvitingly. Sooner then he hoped for, the street appeared before him.

His senses picked out the normal and abnormal of energies and quickly found what he was looking for. For demons they aren't so crafty. He would have thought they would be as organized as the ones in the East, but then again why should they be careful? The America's and all of the West is their territory. The spirit world has ignored them, but ever since they started playing dirty and successfully trying throw down the Heavens, it was time to take action and throwing them in a different realm all together.

Reaching into his memories, he began to remember how the demons were once angels. It doesn't take a genius seeing as it is in every bible known to man that has to deal with God, but unlike what the bible talked about is only in the different beliefs between the angels and the ex-holy. The demons represented humankind in such a manner that something was going to happen. The ability to persuade destruction, cross-breeding, violence,lust, and above all else love between an angel and human. He knew enough people that have fallen in love with humans, but none have really mingled with a them. He once fell in love, but he knew the other was going to die soon and let it pass.

Snapping back into concentration, he allowed his amythest eyes to wonder the street only to realize that the power had changed and died away.The street looked normal enough, but looks can be utterly deceiving. Walking down the side walk, he looked again at his surrounding. As always, a big city, like New York had houses that more then one family lived in and were so close that there was practically no privacy. The streets seemed a bit too bright as if it were just bleached and the sun hadn't seem to set or move at all. And for New York it was too quite a street unlike the busy ones that he had just encountered.

Wait...quiet?

Looking up, he thought it too odd and there being no people was the strangest of all, especially in this place. Looking up once more, he checked the sun and saw it unmoving and unwavering.

I just fell into a trap...okay...this is one thing that I hate. If Hisoka were here it-

His eyes went wide at the name, but soon focused at the plan at hand. It was hard leaving the boy behind, but if it meant leaving him out of danger then he is not restrained. Then again above all missions he needs the kids help. Maybe not with the task at hand, but more for emotional support.

A sharp snap was heard and Tsuzuki turned around, casting a barrier around himself. Taking out a piece of parchment with the symbol "fire" written in Japanese, he held it defensively to whatever snuck up behind him.

"Hisoka!" Tsuzuki barked out in an exasperated sigh and glared at the boy. Pressing a hand to his forehead, he lowered his gaze and quickly lost his composure. "Why the hell are you here, Hisoka?"

The boy looked at his feet and stood in place not wanting to get the other mad as he already is. The boyish eyes met those that held a air of some sort of mystic and his mouth opened only soon to close again as if he were still trying to pull the words out.

"Go back, I don't need you," the voice cut through harshly to the young shinigami's ears and caused him to flinch to defend his psyche. Soon enough the rage that Tsuzuki felt spread to Hisoka and he stood his ground in defiance, straightening his shoulders to try and make him seem taller.

"I'm not a dog so stop treating me like all I can do is lick your wounds and then be off with my tails between my legs!" Eyebrows furrowed downwards, he clenched his teeth to keep his faltering voice down.

"You're right, you're not a dog but a boy. Now leave before any harm comes to you."

"Tsuzuki, you have to realize I am stuck in this 16 year old body for all eternity."

The feelings rushed out just as fast as it went in and it was the older man's turn to feel a sense of defeat. It was true, no matter how hard he tried to fight it, no matter how much he lied to himself, he would never be able to hide him from danger forever. He's not one for getting so bent out of shape without trying, but so many tragedies add up and they haunt every step of the way like a shadow.

"Forgive me, Tsuzuki," the hushed tone from the boy signified sadness and grief beyond anything the shinigami could imagine. The small face seemed almost scared and too pale to be deemed healthy. He was never good with big crowds nor weather, but he knew it was the emotional toll that has been constantly thrown on him. No matter how different he tried to look at it, the boy needed him just as much. Unlike him, who has friends in every corner of the spirit world, he has no one he could call a family. Stepping forward calmly, he brought a hand down upon the already russeled hair. It felt so soft between his fingers that he couldn't help but rake through it a couple of times. Bending over, he kissed his partners forehead lightly and shoved his hands in his pockets, all the while a pale pink came across the small ones cheeks.

Staring shyly at Tsuzuki, he felt his eyelids drop in remembrance of that first kiss he ever had. He couldn't forget no matter how hard he tried and he still doesn't remember how he pulled the moves on the older man, but the contact had such warmth that he wanted to grasp to that delicious fire every time and right now he couldn't help but feel that way.

Blinking, he felt a sharp stab in the back of his head. Falling on his knees, his body trembled in anticipation at the second blow that came just as hard. "Tsuzuki!" The boy clutched at nothing as his eye began to blur and soon he couldn't see anything in sight. It was a pain so unbelievable that made every nerve scream out in a warning. It was a psychic blow; that's for sure, but every particle in his brain seemed to have shut down at once and turned back on. The only problem was that the world in front of him turned black. An ink that was neither thick nor frail, but enveloped him. His emerald eyes looked everywhere around hi but only found an endless abyss.

"Tsuzuki, Tsuzuki...where are you!" the scream came out in a plea and he felt familiar arms surround him tighter then the darkness.

"Close your eyes, Hisoka."

"I can't see anything!"

Holding on to the presence near him, he felt another somewhere from a far, but so close he could taste and feel it on his lips. Turning around, he saw such a monstrous beast that he couldn't help but let out a scream, "Tsuzuki, I see it! It's there standing right in front of us."

"What is?"

"You can't see it! Tell me you're joking because if it is it's not funny!"

"Hisoka I don't see anything that you can be so frightened about." Soon enough the voice was cut away from Hisoka's ears and he found himself listening to the heartbeat of the beast which was accompanied by siren-like screams. The small delicate ears tried to block the sound away with his hands, but it was so strong that it vibrated to even his teeth and he felt his head on the verge of exploding.

Gathering all of the trembling force he had in him, he threw down the voices and sound, rushing at it with his full power. It died down and he opened his frightened eyes to the world. The sunlight beat down and hurt more then usual and he breathed out and realized the whole time he wasn't breathing. It must have at least lasted seconds because if any longer he would have surely died. He opened and closed his mind trying readjust to the odd bleached side walks. Looking up, he realized the other was shielded over him in a hug. Breathing in and out harshly he called out Tsuzuki's name in an almost pathetic manner. He hated himself for wanting the man so badly.

"I hate you so much for making me this way..."

"It seems that's been happening lately."

Pushing his face into Tsuzuki's embrace, he inhaled the faint scent of a musk that filled his senses with ease. It was strong, but so sweet that even a woman could wear it, but it fitted him perfectly. Laying there for a while, he lifted his head to see the others face held a muted tone. Mustering up a little courage he tried to tell Tsuzuki of what he saw, but as soon as he tried to remember the image it was gone and he forgot what it looked like. His eyes lowered and went back up only to feel the others breath on his face. It was so close and just leaning in he could taste those lips again, but he held back and told him what happened.

"At least you're not harmed," Tsuzuki whispered to the other as a smile played on his lips. Hisoka already felt defeated looking at the amythest eyes that held such promise.

"When...when I couldn't see for those moments..." the voice hesitated and the eyes quivered slightly left and right and then straight at the stronger man, " If I don't see you Tsuzuki I'm afraid. When I was lost in that darkness I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to see your eyes. I didn't know where you were and what you thought. Don't make me leave you!" His desperate cry quieted down when the stronger voice hushed reassuringly, " Hisoka, I won't leave you just as long as you don't leave me."

Another disarming smile as always but he could tell what the man felt. Lately, all he could do was fear for what the other thought. Swallowing the hesitation, he brought trembling lips to the surprised mouth and waited for a reaction. Nothing came except for a sigh and two hands that pushed him back. Again, the other continued to smile and recollected himself. Standing on his two restless feet , the younger boy took hold of the hand and intertwined them with his graceful,slender fingers.

I can't let go of these hands. Not yet, not until I can walk on my own again.

"Hisoka."

Snapping out of his trance, he looked again to see if the other was angry just yet. The kiss was innocent, but he could probably already guess that the first one they had in the courtyard was probably sexual tension the other had to release. It was common in older men, but he couldn't help but hope maybe a ray of hope can say other wise.

"Lets go find that room that Chief gave us. It's supposed to be out and far away from here without causing suspicion, but we can come back here later on. It's already late and who knows what may hide in this place."

Looking up, the sun began to set and melted off into dozens of pastel colors. Pink into purple and orange into red. The flaming aura that gave everything life was getting ready to rest and was allowing the creatures of the night to take hold of the rest of the day. When he was younger, he remembered how each time the sun would hide behind the hills where he lived, he was afraid of what might happen.

What if it slept forever? I'm afraid of that darkness.

Tightening his grip on the hand that held his sanity, he soon looked up at an expensive suite that looked too high class for them.

"Are you sure this is ours?"

The older mans tongue clicked and looked at the note that was jammed in his pocket, "hard to believe it but it is."

Nodding his head, he finally let go of the hand and felt his hand cool down, realizing that he was clutching at it for dear life. Moving forward, the boys lips curved slowly into a bright smile that shone at the other.

"What are you smiling about Hisoka?" the taller one questioned with mild curiosity.

Shaking his head from side to side, he just smiled again and gave a telepathic message to the other.

You're the only one who can exorcise the demons from my heart, Tsuzuki.