Chapter 9! Enjoy!

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Hisoka stared at the man in front of him. "Young man…how rude of you to decline this poor old man's wish…you deserve a punishment," the old man said in a shaky voice. But, Hisoka knew better.

"You're not an old man! You disguised yourself as an old man! Who are you?" Hisoka demanded as he felt the firm wall behind him back. The man grumbled. "How did you know at the first place? I'm an expert in disguising but you discover me. You must be some Kurosaki," the man complimented him. He pulled his mask which was a layer of skin above his face.

"The name's Jin. Nice meeting you!" the man introduced himself and plunged forward. Hisoka couldn't see his movements but evaded just in time. He rolled on the floor and headed for the open exit. He ran without turning back.

"You think you can run but you can't hide from me," Jin said and pressed something in his ear. "Tooru, Ken. Blond Kurosaki is loose. Confirm his location for me," he said. A few seconds later, he nodded. "Big mistake, boy. You're heading to a dead end, too."

Hisoka swore he was holding his breath as he ran away from the stranger. He could feel and hear his heartbeat only. Nothing else. There was a corner on his left and prayed for that would be his exit. He went that way and stopped.

"No way…" he was confronting another dead end. "It's your bad day, kid. Another dead end, eh?" he heard the familiar voice behind him. He spun around and took a stance.

"Karate, huh?" the man smirked, enjoying his victim was actually fighting back. "What do you want from me? Why are you after me?" Hisoka asked with loud but rigid voice. "That's me to know and you to find out," Jin replied and made the similar stance. "Let's see whose better in karate," challenged Jin.

Hisoka plunged forward first thrusting his right hand. Jin evaded it but missed what came next. Hisoka kicked Jin's right side of his face with his left leg. He hit the wall. The boy inhaled and prepare for the next attack.

Jin got up so quickly that Hisoka wasn't really prepared to defend himself. 'The kick I was useless!' he thought when he saw Jin was smiling, as if he didn't feel the pain or rather enjoyed the pain. Jin slide on the floor and step on Hisoka's feet. The boy fell on the floor with a loud thud. He hit his right shoulder first and moaned in pain.

The older man pinned him down and took out a test tube from his pocket. "It's time for a little boy like you to go to sleep," Jin held the tube with his left hand and pulled its cover with his teeth. His right hand was locking Hisoka's wrists. "What're you trying to do to me?" Hisoka growled. He struggled underneath the man's mass but to no avail. He was no match for the man's heavy weight and the firm grip he made around his wrists.

"I'm about to let you go to sleep so I can bring you back without you fighting back," Jin replied, still struggling to stop Hisoka from moving. "When your pigs fly!" Hisoka bent his knee and tried to push the man over him. He succeeded.

He wasted no time and scrambled to get up. He headed to the previous route he taken and tried to get back to where the vending machine was. He figured he probably could find his way out that way. To his expectation, Jin was running after him with great speed.

'What in the world is that man? Why does he run so fast?' he thought in his mind as he sensed the man behind him. Hisoka blamed his non-athletic self for he was starting to pant. Then, he felt the urge of pain shot through his shoulder. 'My shoulder must be dislocated…' he thought but kept running.

Eventually, he reached the vending machine and saw the corner he had taken before encountering the man. He turned and barged into a tall figure man. The man quickly took hold of his arms.

"Let go of me, you bastard!" Hisoka thought the man had outrun and caught him.

"Hisoka! It's me! What's wrong?" the mellow and concerned voice sounded. Hisoka looked up and relieved to see it was only Tsuzuki. "Tsuzuki…" he paused and turned around. A shadow was quickly disappeared behind the corner. He knew he was safe by now.

Tsuzuki tailed his eyes and looked at the corner. Only the vending machine was there. Then, he returned to Hisoka. It was a strange sight to see Hisoka, sweating and panting as if he had been running from something terrifying. Or was it someone?

"What happened, Hisoka?" he asked the puzzled boy. The boy kept panting but he was trying to say something. He looked like he was out of breath. "Hisoka?" the adult was terrified. Hisoka looked like he had trouble breathing. "Asthma attack?" he asked.

Hisoka nodded with difficulty. He leaned against the wall and started to cough. "Let's get you to the doctor," Tsuzuki carry him in his arms and started to run. Hisoka's eyesight starting to blur. He felt cold and Tsuzuki's anxiety and fear flowed into him. "Stay with me, Hisoka!" and that was the last thing he heard.

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He opened his eyes and saw Hijiri staring at him. "You're awake! Yeay!" his brother embraced him but he jerked up, feeling pain on his shoulder. He then noticed he was wearing the hospital outfit and his shoulder had been bandaged.

He got up slowly, helped by his brother. "Hiji-chan, you're not supposed to get up…you've just finished your surgery," he said. Hijiri stared at him and started to laugh but not for long. He touched his ribs and inhaled a deep breath. Then, he continued giggling. It still hurt him. "You look like you're in pain when you're laughing…" said Hisoka, staring weirdly at his twin.

"Gomen, can't help it. You've been sleeping for three days already and you said that I just finished my operation. Come on, man," Hijiri sat on Hisoka's bed, facing his brother.

"WHAT KEPT ME SLEEPING THAT LONG?" The blond yelled. Hijiri glared at him. "Seriously, are you trying to get me stuck in this hospital for having hearing problem?" he said. Hisoka clamped his mouth with his both hands. "What happened?" he asked.

Hijiri grinned. "Tsuzuki-sensei said that you got asthma attack and you fainted. The doctor then told us that your shoulder was dislocated. They had to perform a surgery right away because if they didn't, your asthma attack might've gotten worse," he explained. Hisoka sighed. "Great…three days of homework…and we haven't finished the science project. Even the exam will be on next month…like two weeks from now," he complaint.

The brunette watched him. "Tsuzuki also said that when you barged into him, you were running from someone he thought that that someone was chasing after you," he continued. Hisoka lifted his face and looked at Hijiri. "Hiji-chan, I need to tell you something."

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Hijiri stared at Hisoka in disbelief. His head kept rolling back the words Hisoka had told him. He was too surprised. "In Tatsumi-sensei's hospital?" he asked again.

"Yes," Hisoka replied the same answer. Hijiri stepped down from the bed and starting to walk back and forth across the room. "Are you serious? In Tatsumi-sensei's hospital?" he asked again. Hisoka was getting tired of being asked the same question.

Hijiri let out a short giggle. "This is…I don't know what to say. Do you think that he was a kidnapper?" he asked. "Well, he did mention 'blond Kurosaki' before I got too far from him. Do you think so?" replied Hisoka.

His brother stopped and put his fingers under his chin, thinking. "He did try to get you to sleep. Well, it sounds like he is. 'Blond Kurosaki'? Now that's scary. You're 'Blond Kurosaki and I might be 'Brunette Kurosaki'," he chuckled and faced Hisoka. "What's so funny about those names?" asked the blond Kurosaki. "Nothing…do you think we should report to the police?" Hijiri asked.

Hisoka knew better. He shook his head. "We have no proof if he is a kidnapper but I remembered he mention two names. But then, I forgot," he said. Hijiri went closer and patted Hisoka's head. "Maa. As long as you're okay, that's fine with me," he smiled. Hisoka smirked in reply.

"But I think we must tell Tsuzuki about his," he added. Hijiri agreed. "We will tell him after we get out of this hospital. I don't want you to be so stressful about this," Hijiri said and climbed on his own bed. "I'm not stressful!" objected Hisoka.

"I know you long before you know yourself. You are stressful about this and do you know what happened to injured people who are stressful? They won't get out of the hospital early," Hijiri mocked him. He remembered that Hisoka hated being in the hospital and he didn't know why. Luckily, they got a room especially for them. Being Kurosakis really brought manyadvantagesto them.

Hisoka pouted his lips and Hijiri knew well it meant he protested the fact that was true. He smiled and told his brother to get more rest.Hetoo, wanted to rest.

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TBC…honestly, I re-wrote this chapter like three times and this is the final one. Once, I accidentally closed it without saving the file. Second, my mom closed it without saving the file. Third, I put too much angst and violence in it that I had to erase and this is the final, complete chapter. Please review! Domo, domo!