Ch 2!

I've decided that I suck at writing however I was in the first chapter! So from now on I will be writing in first person. For those of you that don't know what that is it's from someones POV.

This is all from the same persons POV, I had to make it confusing to make the ending work (you'll find out.)

The morning light shone through the window and onto my face, warming it. I slowly opened his eyes painfully, seeing as how they weren't yet used to the light.

"Hisoka? Where are you? Can you close the blinds?" I called and rolled over. I heard the door open and feet scurry over to the window and close the blinds and it immediately got darker. I heard the foot steps head back for the door. I lifted my head a little and opened my eyes.

"Hisoka. Come here." He looked back and closed the door and walked over to the bed.

"Yes, Tsuzuki?"

"Sit down."

He looked at me a few seconds before doing what I said. I sat up and scooched over behind his back and put my arm around him. "How are you this morning?"

"Not very good." He managed to squeak after what seemed at least a half hour long silence. I noticed he was looking at his sleeve and with what had happened between us, I began to worry. I reached down and pulled up his sleeve, sure enough there were red marks.

"No wonder you were up so early. You must have done it just before you came in, they aren't healed yet. Hisoka, you know it solves nothing, in fact makes things worse. Why would you do it?"

"I don't want to be a Shinigami anymore, Tsuzuki...I want to die. To never set eyes on anything ever again. Never to breathe or speak again. I want to sleep forever..."

"Hisoka..."

"The one person I thought I could trust broke his promise! And with none other than our enemy! Why, Tsuzuki! Why did you do it! Am I not good enough for you!" He stood up, only to fall to his knee's. He put his head in his hands and sobbed loudly. I slid off the bed and sat down beside him and rubbed his back as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Hisoka, I'm sorry..."

"No, Tsuzuki. I'm through with this!" He pushed me back against the bed and jumped to his feet and grabbed a suitcase out of the closet. "I'm leaving." He began to rummage through the dressers for all the clothing articles that were his. I knew that stopping him was out of the question, so I just sat on the corner of the bed and watched him. He found the last of his things and walked out of the room with the suitcase in hand.

"And where are you going to go, huh?" I asked as he reached to open the door to leave.

"I...I'll find somewhere. Not like you care where I end up anyway."

"Hisoka! You know thats not tr--"

"Save it, Tsuzuki!" He opened the door and gave me one last look, the spun around and walked out the door, slamming the door behind him. I let out a long, loud sigh.

"It's only moments before he comes marching back in here, apologizing for all of this. He knows I didn't mean to break the promise..." I thought to myself. I made myself a sandwich and sat in the chair that Hisoka was sitting in the night before, when he was waiting for me to come home. When everything went to hell. When I fucked Hisoka over. When I messed everything up...

"God I can't believe that jerk!" I mumbled to myself as I walked down the street, suitcase in my hand. "Why would he do this to me! I hate him! I hate him..." I stopped and dropped my suitcase and fell to my knee's and threw my face into my hands. "Oh who am I kidding...I can't stand to be without him. I don't know why I'm even trying..."

"Isn't it nice to see you, Hisoka." I lifted my head to see Muraki walking down the ally that I was kneeling beside.

"Muraki, I'll kill you, you fucking bastard!" I charged at him and threw a fist that was aimed for his face. He put up a hand grabbed my fist, gripping tight enough I thought my hand would break.

"Now, Hisoka, you shouldn't get so angry over nothing."

"Nothing! Are you saying Tsuzuki breaking his promise, especially with you, is nothing to get upset about!" I made a fist with my other hand and flung it as hard as I could, cracking him right in the jaw.

"Stupid boy, I've killed you once, I can do it again! Shinigami or not, I know your weaknesses."

"Fuck you Muraki! Burn in hell you fucking son of a bitch!" I flung my knee up and into his groin. He loosened his grip on my fist and fell back, clutching his privates. I ran up to him, thirsty for revenge and let my feet fly into his back continuously until someone came running down the ally.

"Hey you! Stop that! You could kill him!"

I looked back to see who it was, it sounded familiar, but I wasn't sure. The sun was directly behind the person, make it so I could only see the figure of the person. I looked back down at Muraki and let my foot fly once more.

"I'll kill you Muraki. One way or another, I'll kill you."

He let out a quiet, almost secluded laugh that would have given even Stephen King the creeps.

"Hisoka, you have no idea what you have just done." I suddenly remembered the person (who should have been there by now...but aparently isn't) and shot back around to see them still getting closer.

"Man this person is a slow runner. That or they're walking. Either way they should be here by now."

I turned back around to find Muraki on his feet. He put out a hand and spoke words softly, so soft that I couldn't hear. A large blast of light shot from his hand and a searing pain shot right through my chest and spread all over my body. I slowly (but as fast I could) reached into the pocket of my coat and pulled out my gun(I carry it with me everywhere I go, for these exact reasons) and pointed it at Muraki, who was still muttering the words to himself. I pulled the trigger and let the bullet fly, hitting Muraki in the arm, breaking his concentration. The light disappeared and I fell to the ground in pain.

"Muraki, you bastard...I'll kill you."

"Hahahaha...You still think you can defeat me?" He let go of his arm, almost like the bullet didnt even hurt him and stuck out his hand again. I raised my gun and aimed at his hand and shot three times. All three hit him, but he didn't even flinch.

"What the hell is with this guy!"

"You're coming with me, Hisoka." I had a smile on his face, not an evil smile, but actually a kind of heart warming, decent, very un-Muraki-like smile. He was looking at me like a little kid in a puppy shop, begging his mom to let him get me. "I want to see what Tsuzuki is so crazy about."

The Chinese food boxes were stacked up on the table in front of me. I, on the other hand, had fallen asleep with a noodle hanging out of my mouth. It had been nearly four days since I had spoken to Hisoka, or even gone into the office. I had not moved from that chair once for more than 5 minutes. Not to shower, not to make food, or anything. I just ordered in whenever I got hungry (hence all the Chinese food boxes.) I was awoken by the sound of my telephone going off in my ear. I reached up, very annoyed with how much the phone was ringing, and answered in a grumpy tone.

"Hello?"

"Tsuzuki! Don't use that tone with me! Especially cause you're the one who hasnt been into the office for four days. Your ass is about to get fired! And where is Hisoka?"

"Watari, you talk to much, you know that?"

"Shut up, and answer my question!"

"Well I don't know where Hisoka is..." It suddenly hit me how long it has been since I last saw or even heard from Hisoka. "Shit. I dont know where Hisoka is!" I jumped out of the chair, throwing the noodle box off my lap and onto the floor. "Sorry Watari, I gotta go. Emergency."

"We--" I hung up the phone and grabbed my coat and headed out the door. I knew exactly where to go.

"Oh, Hisoka. You're such a pretty boy." I pushed my glasses back up my nose and brushed the hair out of my face. The young blond boy did nothing but glare at me. "Please, Hisoka. Just be glad I unchained you."

"And raped me in the process."

"Oh please! I hardly touched you! Just one kiss and I already knew that you werent going to be anywhere near as special as Tsuzuki. He is the only reason I am keeping you. I know, sometime soon, he is going to come to find you."

"What makes you think he'll automaticly come to you to find me?"

"You know Tsuzuki, everything that happens, always has something to do with me, in his mind. Honestly, I think he just says that so he can me near me as much as possible without letting anybody know he has feelings for me." The young boy started to laugh, the first time I have ever heard him laugh.

"You have quite the imagination there Muraki! He only came to you because I dont give it up as often as people like to think I do." He has that self-assured smile back on his face. Oh how I loath that smile.