Tsuzuki sat in the chair next to Tatsumi as he sat in front of the computer, staring blankly at the flashing cursor. Neither had even a clue as to where to start. The ticking of the clock just made Tsuzuki's heart want to scream with every sound. The situation was desperate, there wasn't time to be staring like this. He didn't know what was happening to his son or even where he could be, if he was even alive anymore. He slammed his fists down on the desk, startling the blue eyed secretary from his thoughts and causing him to jump in his chair. "Where is he!" He growled between clenched teeth.
"Was there anything that he might have told you that would give us a hint Tsuzuki san? Why would he take Keitaro like this? Things aren't making sense." The secretary sighed, looking back to the computer with a thought in his head. Watari's computer... He began to type and click away, searching through all the files on the computer.
"What are you doing?" Tsuzuki asked when he finally looked up. The clicking of the keyboard was getting on his nerves which were stretched and worn far too thin already.
"Looking for clues. We have nothing else to go on. Hopefully his files or documents will give us something to work with since there's apparently nothing else we can do." Tatsumi put his full attention to opening, decoding and unlocking all the files that were on Watari's computer. "Perhaps, if he kept any personal records we could find out something about his behavior lately that would give us some insight as to where he could be heading with Keitaro or at least what he would want the boy for." Tsuzuki, with a desperate hoping turned, too, to the computer.
The room fell silent save for the click clack of the keyboard for a long time. Both pair of ears had so become accustomed to the quiet that when a red alarm that came blaring from the wall behind the pair had all but made the two hearts stop beating in an attack. An alarm was triggered from the infirmary causing the loud ringing that now made their ears buzz.
"Hisoka!" Was all Tsuzuki shouted as he bolted with full speed from the room, knowing the chair he'd been sitting on to the ground. Tatsumi called out from behind him, trying his best to keep up with the purpled eyed shinigami but something gave the man an unnatural speed even for the undead. He called his name and pleaded with him to wait for him but the man slowed not a step for him.
Upon reaching the room they found the reason for the alarm. The heart monitor was signaling to them a flat line, due to an empty bed where Hisoka once lay .The covers were thrown back, the wire hanging from the machine, attached to nothing. Everything appeared to be in it's place and there was certainly no sign of any struggle and no alarm of any intruders. "Hisoka..."
Unstable steps echoed through the halls as their master stumbled along, right hand pressed to the wall in an attempt to stay upright. The small body slumped with each step, each painful step that was forced from his weakened body. Sweat dripped form his face and matted his blonde hair that clung uncomfortably to his forehead and stung his eyes when they'd poke into them. He could hear the faint bellow of the alarm as he walked away and the approaching footsteps of a pair of men. He felt the sinking of his heart and the voice in his mind when his partner called his name softly. By this time he'd reached the doors and exited through them, stepping his bare feet onto the grass as a great wind blew. The petals of the sakura were blown clean off their branches by the wind and sent into a whirlwind about him as he took a look back to the ministry. "Forgive me..." A single tear slid from his face and flew into the air as he turned with forced and determination away from the ministry.
A bolt of electricity ran up Tsuzuki's spine that made him arch back and suck in air through his teeth as he clenched his eyes tight. From his tail bone to the meeting of his pain there was a setting of sparks and flames sent to travel and hop along each of his nerves, then being driven straight to the center of his mind where the image of his partner flashed before his minds eye. His heart sank and fell from his chest as his body relaxed from it's stiff position. His leg suddenly turned to jell-o beneath him he fell to his knees as he came out of what almost felt to be a trance. He slumped over, a cold sweat pouring from his face, his skin alive with goosebumps.
"Tsuzuki san!" Tatsumi called as he came by the man, placing his hands on the mans shoulders.
"He's going." This earned a questioning looked from the blue eyed man. "He's going to find Keitaro and Watari on his own. He's leaving... He knows where they are..."
Tatsumi stared at the man for a long moment. That's what it was! The boy had a connection to his son, one stronger than any normal human woman would have with their child. He could read into the infants mind as much, if not better than he could anyone else. He must be able to track down the child using such an ability, and it seemed he would have the same type of link with Tsuzuki. "Where Tsuzuki? Where is he heading?" He hated sounding so stern, applying as much pressure as he did to the mans shoulder, forcing him to speak like this, but if they were to loose the boy now, they may never be able to find where Watari had gone with the child, and Hisoka was in no shape to be looking for him. If something really was wrong with Watari, If Hisoka was forced into conflict with him...
"He won't tell me... He.. he closed the connection." By this point Tsuzuki had wrapped his own arms around himself, curled nearly fully into a fetal ball. "He doesn't want us to know..."