A/N: I got reviews! Wow! Wasn't expecting that! Thank you!

Evilfrogger86: "Love Potion No 9" was written and performed by The Searchers and it came out in 1965. I believe according to the character profiles Matsushita says Watari was born in 1953, which would have made him about 12 or so when the song came out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yami no Matsuei, I should have said that I don't own Love potion no 9 in the last fic, but I do own the two tee-shirts mentioned in this chapter, but not the license on them.

On with the show!

Vacation

Chapter 2

4:45am

Wakaba woke just as the sun was rising and stretched cheerfully. Today was the first day of vacation and it was going to be a busy day for her. Wrapping herself in a fuzzy bathrobe, she made her way down to the kitchen quietly as not to wake her roommate. She smiled, deciding to bake something extra special for his breakfast today. She wasn't expecting to see him up, already sitting at the table with a coffee mug in one hand, cigarette in the other.

"Hajime! You're up early, what a surprise!"

"Up late, you mean," grunted the dark-haired man.

"What?" Wakaba's eyes went wide, "Hajime you haven't slept at all?"

Terazuma sighed and took a drag off his smoke.

"He kept me up, something's been bothering him since yesterday."

Wakaba frowned, shuffling around the kitchen, "I'm sorry, I wonder could be?"

"I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it has something to do with this years vacation," He frowned, then added in a softer voice, "He doesn't really like it over there, you know."

Wakaba fretted for a moment, wishing she had a way of comforting her partner. If he were anyone else she'd give him a reassuring hug. Truth be told, she wanted to do just that for so long now that it hurt to think about.

"Hey," she said softly, "We don't have to be at the office for three hours. Why don't you go lie down for a while. I'll make us some breakfast and while it's cooking I'll get your things together. I'm sure by now even He is tired."

Terazuma glanced up through bloodshot eyes and looked into the mismatched set, seeing so much emotion hidden behind them. His heart jumped. He hated himself for what he was putting both himself and her through.

"Thanks Wakaba-Chan. I'll go lie on the couch for a while."

6:30am

Watari's head snapped up from the desk with a jerk. He squinted at the computer monitor in front of him, leaning closer and closer, wondering why there were fuzzy worms where his calculations had been the night before. Just before his nose actually hit the screen he felt the familiar jab of 003's beak on his wrist. The little owl pushed his glasses into his hand.

"Ah much better!" he grinned, favoring his pet with a handful of owl snacks. Glancing at the clock he noticed it was almost time to go and he had yet to pack his bags, opting instead to spend the entire night working on his special project. He decided to teleport back to his apartment and grab only the essentials.

The essentials ended up being a bathrobe, towel, two pairs of jeans, one pair shorts, a sweater and two tee-shirts bearing the slogans: "Scientists have great chemistry" and "I'm naked under my clothes." He almost grabbed a pair of swim trunks until he remembered that none of the Shiki he had ever met had any of the human hang ups about modesty. Once everything was stuffed haphazardly into a backpack, Watari jumped back to the office.

"Ready 003?"

The owl cocked her head at him and made a soft sound.

"Hmm? Potion? 003 I have no idea what you are talking about!" he said somewhat exaggerated, "You know Tatsumi's going to do a full search of me before he lets me through the gate. Not that I'll mind, but I don't need him finding anything. Now let's head up to the office and meet up with the others."

Watari grabbed a small wooden art supply box from the counter and locked up the lab before climbing the stairs to the main office.

7:15am

"Idiot! Wake up!"

"Mblmnbnn…"
"Tsuzuki you freaking idiot get up! We have less than an hour to get to the office!"

"…Hmm…mumblemumble…and two of the chocolate cakes…mumble…Hisoka's kitty tail…drool…"

WAM!
"Ah my cake! Er..uh…Hey Hisoka! What are you doing here?"

Hisoka glared at the violet-eyed man who he had just thrown out of bed.

"It's after 7 and we have to be at the office by 8 if we're going to make it through the gate. Not that I'd mind skipping out on this year's vacation, but if I recall correctly you kind of have to be there. Have you even packed yet?"
Tsuzuki stood up and stretched, causing his pajama top to ride up, showing about 7 inches of flawlessly toned abs. Hisoka blushed, turning away quickly, only to find himself turning right back around when he realized Tsuzuki hadn't caught him staring.

"Of course I packed Hisoka! I've been ready for days! Man, we lucked out this year!" He rummaged around a drawer and pulled out a pair of clean boxers, threw them on the bed and took off his shirt. His hands were on the waistband of his pants when Hisoka realized what he was about to do.

"Tsuzuki what the hell are you doing?"

"Eh? Getting dressed, you said we were in a hurry so I didn't think I had time to shower."

Hisoka's face grew ever redder. "Not that you idiot! I mean just tell me you're going to change so I can leave the room."

Tsuzuki smiled. "Ah, just that? Really Hisoka you get worked up over the silliest things." And with that he did the last thing Hisoka expected. Tsuzuki continued to strip until he was standing in front of him, completely naked, staring into the closet, trying to decide which dark suit and white shirt he was going to wear today.

"Honestly," Tsuzuki drawled, as if it was the most natural thing in the world to have conversations in the buff, "It's not like you've never seen my body before. You young people really have a hang up over nakedness don't you? Well I'll warn you ahead of time, Byakko likes to enforce the "clothing is not an option" at the hot springs."

Hisoka closed his eyes and counted to ten, but it was no use, even with his eyes shut all he could see were the two pale, perfectly sculpted cheeks of Tsuzuki's rear. It was more than he could take. He stalked out of the room.

"I'll be out here when you're FULLY DRESSED! And hurry up!"

7:30am

Tatsumi stood in the doorway to the office much like a bouncer at a trendy nightclub, clip board in hand. Wakaba was already seated at her desk making preparations to open the gate. Terazuma slumped on the corner of her desk with his perpetual cigarette hanging from his mouth; downing coffee like his life depended on it.

There was an audible clicking sound coming down the hall, getting louder. Tatsumi turned to see the Hokkaido girls walking in synchronized steps towards him, their heels clicking the linoleum in unison.

"Good morning Tatsumi-San!" they sang out together.

"Good morning ladies," Tatsumi replied, "I'll need to have a look in your bags before I can let you in."

"Sure!" The smiled, unzipping they're matching pink suitcases. Both cases contained a larger than necessary collection of tubes and bottles of various cosmetics as well as what Tatsumi surmised to be Pink House's entire summer collection and more bras and panties than there were days in the trip. The latter contents made Tatsumi clear his throat and adjust his glasses.

"Very well, everything seems to be in order. You may go in."
"Don't you need to do a full body search?" Saya asked suggestively.

Tatsumi looked amused. "No that will not be necessary. I…erm…trust that you're not carrying anything you shouldn't be."

Giggling, the pair slipped past Tatsumi into the office settling on the opposite side of the desk from Terazuma just to be on the safe side.

7:35am

Watari was next to walk down the hall, his owl trailing behind him, looking like he spent the night in his lab, which he had. In an effort to put Tatsumi's suspicions at ease, the blonde had chose to wear as little as possible with the least amount of pockets possible. Currently he was dressed in no more than a black tank top; too short cut off jeans and a pair of flip-flops.

"Did I hear correctly Tatsumi? Did you just tell Saya and Yuma you trust them?"

Tatsumi regarded him wearily over his glasses.

"Well would you want to strip search them?"

Watari smiled, "Sounds like fun, if I was into that kind of thing!" He winked suggestively at the secretary who had grasped 003 and was checking her over for contraband. Declaring her clear of any she was allowed to fly into the office where she found Wakaba's sunny hair to be a surrogate nest until Watari was allowed admittance.

"I didn't realize," Tatsumi said, turning his attention now to Watari's backpack, "That there was anything you weren't into."

Watari smirked, "Is that an offer?"

Tatsumi didn't answer, opting to finish his search of the backpack. His eyes landed on the wooden case in Watari's hands.

"What's in there?"
"Um…" Watari blushed.

"Hand it over." Tatsumi sighed at the exasperating nerve of Watari to try smuggling his potions into the imaginary realm.

"Um, okay but just don't make fun of me okay?" Watari's blush deepened.

Tatsumi looked confused, wondering if he even wanted to know what was in the box. Who was he kidding, if it was something that could make Watari that uncomfortable he had to know and he had to know now! He opened it slowly, taking in its contents.

Paper, pencils, brushes, turpentine, India ink…

"Watari, what is all this?"

"Well," he began, shifting uncomfortably, "I know you guys are all too nice to say so, but I kinda know I suck at drawing. I figured since there will be some really amazing landscapes and we'll be among some of the greatest artists ever, well…you know, I thought I would get some practice in."

"Very well," Tatsumi looked almost shamed for a moment, sensing the blonde's discomfort in admitting his shortcomings. He quickly recovered however, assessing his sometimes partner's wardrobe.

"It certainly doesn't look like you have room to hide anything on your body. All in all though I think everyone would be a great deal less nervous if I made you strip down to your underwear before walking through the gate."

Watari laughed, "Well that won't be possible, Tatsumi. You see, I'm not wearing any underwear!" He picked up his pack and art box, stepping past the shadow master who was now blushing worse than a schoolboy.

7:45am

"Tatsumi? What's wrong you're all flushed?"

Tsuzuki and Hisoka had just come around the corner. Tatsumi polished his glasses and gave them a smile.

"Ah good, you're here. I'm fine, really. Tsuzuki I'm going to need you to help Wakaba set up for the entrance. You two are free to go into the office.

"I thought you were checking bags?" Hisoka asked. Tatsumi smiled.

"Well yes, however I really only wanted that memo out to scare Watari, Yuma and Saya. If they ask though, I checked yours as well."

Tsuzuki and Hisoka entered the office just as Kazuma and Nonomiya of the security department showed up.

"Tatsumi, love!" Kazuma greeted the secretary, giving him a firm handshake that belied the somewhat girly address. "Just the man I wanted to see. I heard what you did to get Todoroki to come. Well played!"

Tatsumi smirked, "All in a days work, Kazuma. Todoroki isn't here yet, are you sure she's coming?"

Nonomiya smiled conspiratorially, "Oh she'll be here all right. Even if she doesn't respond to your…persuasion…I borrowed Watson from the Count. She's scared of that creepy little guy so I told him to chase her all the way here."

Tatsumi raised his eyebrows appreciatively.

"Is that all it takes? I'll have to remember that. Well you two go ahead and go in. It appears our leaders are the only two we are waiting on and they have," he checked his watch, "Exactly 3 minutes to get here or I send the shadows to get them."

The women snickered.

"We love you when you're being scary Tatsumi!" Kazuma yelled over her shoulder as they entered the office.

7:58am

Tatsumi looked at his watch again and looked down the hall toward a small supply room and sighed.

"I know you're there Konoe, and I know you heard everything I just said so you have two minutes to come out or I can have the shadows force you out."

Konoe poked his head out of the supply closet with a guilty look. He shuffled out of the room.

"I wasn't hiding from you Tatsumi. I was on my way here and I happened to notice the Security agents so I just assumed she was with them. I didn't want to make a scene."

"Isn't that the problem though Konoe? You never want to make a scene do you?"

Both men looked up to see Todoroki striding towards them with quick steps. Tatsumi noticed that Watson was dogging her heels. He put on his most winning (read: fake) smiles.

"Todoroki, so very nice to see you!"

"Can it kiddo, you know why I'm here! And just so you know, that poor junior accountant that you threatened with blackmail is in the hospital with a heart condition. A heart condition Tatsumi! How did you give a guy who is already dead a heart condition?"

Konoe had used the opportunity to slip past Tatsumi into the office. It was going to be a long two weeks with that woman around.