Disclaimer: I do not own yami no matsuei

Warnings: Possible swearing, yaoi, shounen-ai, fluff, angst, creepy imagery, implied rape, bondage, Underage sex, etc.

Please no flames at what happens near the end of the chapter. It was mentioned in the first chapter, that bad things would happen. Sorry for taking so long to update.. This turned out longer than I thought it would. Thanks for reading 3.

Quick recap

Basically, Hisoka got closer to Tsuzuki, not realizing that he's falling for him. He then moves in with Muraki, and finds hundreds of creepy dolls.

Stuck Chapter four

Hisoka woke up with a start. An errie coldness had settled over his body. His deep green eyes opened wide. 'Oh...This...is my new room.'

The blonde remembered he would get to see Tsuzuki today. His body warmed up instantly. Sitting up slowly, Hisoka's tail wrapped around his waist. He got out of bed and went through the new clothes Muraki got him. There were various shades of red and violets. He choose a deep violet kimono as his outfit. It had a lilac colored obi. When the boy was done dressing, hesitantly, he walked out of the room.

Blonde ears twitched as they picked up sounds and emotions coming from downstairs. Slowly he followed those voices, which led him to the kitchen. There Muraki was discussing something with a enthusiastic looking blonde man. The man instantly noticed Hisoka.

"Aww!!! Doc, is this the one you're going to marry?" The man gushed. Hisoka blushed, an obvious sweat drop on his forehead. The man was emitting such strong cheerfulness. "You must be Hisoka! You can call me Watari..."

"Umm..Hello...?" Hisoka said, barely audible. The blush on his cheeks deepened. Muraki decided to stay quiet until the time was right.

"So cute!!!" The man squealled. His yellow straight yellow tail moving excitedly behind him. "I'm the cook! I just invented this fabulous meal, and the doc refuses to eat it. You'll it, won't you darling Hisoka?"

"That's enough Watari. I don't want you poisoning my lover." Muraki interrupted. Hisoka's dark blonde hair bristled slightly in annoyance. He was very curious as to what this odd man had created. Not only that, but Muraki called him his lover.

'I don't love him. I love...No..I don't love anyone.' Hisoka's eyes turned distant. "Is Tsuzuki going to be here soon?"

"Yes, of course. I want to meet the wonderful man who has taught my angel." The pure white man practically purred. He was wearing a silk lacey deep blue shirt, and black pants. Hisoka felt an arm grab him, he flinched as Watari pulled him into a soft chair.

"Here you can have some cereal. That's alright right? I could make you pancakes." Watari babbled. A frown appeared on the younger blonde's face.

"No. It's fine." The boy tried to reassure, he felt arms wrap around him from behind. A chill went through him. His small body felt something odd building up inside him. Muraki kissed the back of his neck gently. Watari whistled a tune while he cleaned the dishes.

"You're so beautiful.." Muraki began, but was interrupted by the door bell ringing. He let out a low growl, obviously upset at being interrupted. His pale ears went back in annoyance. The man left without saying another word, leaving behind a very flustered Hisoka.

"Well, seems we have a visitor. Maybe it's that Tsuzuki guy." Watari smiled, he then noticed the sudden glint of hope in the boys eyes. His heart felt a pang. 'Does he have feelings for this other man? poor boy, having to marry at such a young age. Muraki isn't exactly the nicest of guys either...'

Hisoka began to eat his cereal slowly, not noticing that Watari's turned serious. The boy was too busy hoping it was Tsuzuki, so he could tell him all about the other day. The young blonde looked up as he heard the two men approaching. He felt a flutter in his heart when his eyes landed on Tsuzuki.

"It seems your tutor is here, Hisoka. Would you like to show him around?" Muraki walked up, wrapping his hands around the boy. He kissed Hisoka gently and nudged him to get up. Hisoka nodded shyly and walked over to Tsuzuki.

"Come on." A small smile graced pale pink lips. Hisoka led the older man up the stairs to his temporary bedroom.

"So. How's everything here so far?" The taller male asked, trying to get rid of the awkward silence.

"It's alright. Muraki seems to collect these horrid dolls." Hisoka laid down on his fluffy bed. His tail moving side to side carefully. The boy scrunched his nose up slightly. "I don't like them. There is the wonderful chef, Watari... He's quite nice."

"That's good." Tsuzuki wasn't sure of what to say. He had missed this boy. More than he could describe. Sure he saw him the other day, but he felt like he was losing him. "Hisoka... Do you think you'll be happy here?"

"I... I don't know." Hisoka closed his eyes, opening them to peer at the other man. "Muraki... He scares me a little. His emotions... don't match up to what he says and does. He's so cold..."

"Hisoka..." Tsuzuki sat down on the bed, gazing at the delicate boy next to him. "Hisoka..."

Hisoka felt his heart beating faster as Tsuzuki leaned close to him. Green eyes closed as the other's face got nearly an inch from his. Slowly, Tsuzuki brought Hisoka's body close to his. He just held the boy. Hisoka clung to these feelings that the man was giving him. Finally Tsuzuki broke away. "So... Hisoka.. What do you want to talk about?"

"Ah..." The boy blushed, he sat up slowly. He laid his head on Tsuzuki's chest. Hisoka found comfort in being close to the other male. He didn't understand. Was this love? If so, then what kind? "Tell me... About your family."

"Well... I don't remember my father." Tsuzuki said after a few moments, his arms unconsciously wrapping around the delicate body near his. "My mother worked hard. It caused her to be stressed.. She had to raise my sister and I alone. My sister was my best friend. She was always there for me."

"What did she look like?" Hisoka asked curiously. Knowing full well, by Tsuzuki's words, that his family was dead.

"She was beautiful. Brown hair, with matching brown eyes. She was strong, and always had a smile on her face. I looked up to her." Tsuzuki smiled a small smile.

'Tsuzuki is so beautiful. I wonder...if he has someone special in his life.' The blonde smiled back at the other. 'No... I shouldn't think such things. I'm marrying Muraki. Not Tsuzuki. Besides... He probably does.' "How'd they die?"

"..." Guilt went through the amethyst eyed man's body. "In a car accident."

Hisoka cautiously wrapped his arms around Tsuzuki. Tsuzuki kissed the boy's forehead reassuringly. "It was my fault. I missed the bus. I called home, asking them to pick me up. My sister was on her way to the doctors office. It was raining a lot that day. If I just took a later bus, then they wouldn't have died."

"That's not true. It wasn't your fault." Hisoka felt and saw the sadness in Tsuzuki's eyes. He pressed his lips to the other's cheek. "It wasn't, Tsuzuki."

"..." Tsuzuki knew he was causing Hisoka pain. His dark ears went back sadly as he watched the other. The boy wasn't hiding the pain well. He pulled the boy closer, trying to make his negative emotions cease. "Thank you. I will always think it was my fault though."

"I...Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" Big emerald eyes stared up at the man.

"Will you smile for me? A big real one?" Large hands ran through golden locks.

"A-alright." Hisoka smiled hesitantly, trying his best to have a real, happy smile. Fingers tickled him, he giggled, finally showing his true smile. Tsuzuki was the only one who had ever seen Hisoka smile, and he'd seen it more than once. "Tsu-Tsuzuki!!!"

The boy's white ears perked up as he heard a knock on the door. Tsuzuki pulled away from him instantly. Hisoka calmed himself down. "Come in!"

"Hey, sorry to bother you, Hisoka, but the doc says it's time for Tsuzuki to go home." Watari noticed Hisoka's flushed face. Guilt filled him.

"Oh..." Hisoka's ears fell flat. His eyes stared down at the floor. Tsuzuki stood up, turning towards the boy.

"Well...I'll see you soon, Hisoka." Tsuzuki hugged the boy quickly. He glanced at the older male. "Well good boy..Uh.. What's your name?"

"Watari!" The chef grinned wolfishly.

"Ok, then bye Watari. I'll let myself out." Tsuzuki headed out of the mansion, his heart felt heavy. He didn't want to leave Hisoka.

"..." Watari waited till he was sure Tsuzuki was gone. "So, did you have fun, Hisoka-chan?"

"Yes." Hisoka blushed a pretty pink color. He looked up into Watari's eyes. "Is there something I have to do, or..."

"No. I just wanted to talk with you." The other blonde smiled. "Do you want to play some board games? Scrabble is really fun."

"Sure." The small boy smiled. Happiness filling him.

Hisoka's day went by quickly after that. He didn't see Muraki at all. Watari said it was because he was busy working. It was late now. A soft knock on the door alerted him. "Y-yes?"

"Hello, Hisoka. Did I wake you?" Muraki stepped in, instantly claiming a spot at the end of Hisoka's bed.

"N-no. I was just reading." The boy smiled weakly. He put the book he was holding down onto the table. Hisoka had found many fantasy books in this room. The one he was currently reading was about a mermaid, who lived in a deep lake. It was very interesting. "Is there something you need?"

"I just wanted to see you." The white-haired man scooted closer to the boy. His pale hands rested on the boy's now blushing cheek. Muraki's tail stood confidently still. He leaned closer to Hisoka. "You look so beautiful bathed in the moonlight. I can't wait till you become mine."

There was something ominous about that, and it made Hisoka shiver lightly.

"Are you cold?" The doctor leaned closer. He pressed his lips against Hisoka's. The boy gasped, but dutifully responded. Pulling away, Muraki whispered seductively. "Did that warm you up?"

"I...I suppose." Hisoka blushed and looked down at his hands. Muraki smirked, his light ears stood proudly on his head.

"Hisoka," The man pinned him up against a large pillow. Hisoka froze in fear. "I hate the fact that I have to wait to make you mine. Just a little bit longer."

"M-Muraki.." The blonde blushed as their lips met again. "I... Don't you want to get to know me better?"

"I already know so much about you. I asked your parents many things." He trailed kisses on the boy's neck. "Besides, I'll learn everything about you eventually."

"I need to get to bed now. Good night, my angel." Muraki kissed Hisoka again.

"Good night." Hisoka took the book he was reading. He began reading from where he left off.

Four days later(Please note that it is now three days till Hisoka marries Muraki)

Hisoka was eating lunch with Watari. The two had become friends in a short amount of time. Though, Hisoka still wasn't quite used to Watari's odd quirks. Hisoka had ended up being quite busy at his new home, despite being there for only a few days. He had to get fitted for his red and white bridal kimono, make menu choices, along with other wedding things. In his spare time, he played board games with Watari, talked with Tsuzuki, or sat quietly with Muraki. For the most part, it was kind of fun.

Tsuzuki was very supportive of Hisoka. Though deep down, he didn't want the blonde boy to get married. He knew Hisoka didn't have much of a choice in the matter, though. The brunette tried his best to stay positive. It was easy for him to be happy around Hisoka.

Hisoka was nervous about the wedding. He stared down at a magazine Tsuzuki got him. "So... They give these to the guests?"

"Yeah, and guests give you gifts, so it all evens out." Tsuzuki smiled as he ate a apple cream pie. The blonde boy sighed, and gently leaned up against the amethyst-eyed man. Tsuzuki felt his heart rate go up. He knew his feelings for the blonde were much more than a simple good friend sort of thing. It hurt having feelings for someone who could, or shouldn't rather, ever return them. Hisoka looked up at him cutely, with those big green eyes of his. The man's body was becoming aroused. 'This is not good. He's just too... cute.'

"Tsuzuki... I'm kind of nervous about the wedding. Whenever I try to talk to Muraki about it, I feel so awkward and embarrassed." The boy pouted slightly. "I don't know if I could ever love him, to be honest. He's so closed off, not like you Tsuzuki. You're so open."

"..." Tsuzuki couldn't control himself any longer. Lucious lips pressed against Hisoka's pouty ones. Needless to say, the younger male was quite shocked, but gave into the kiss naturally. Large hands tangled themselves in golden locks, the kiss deepened more. It was filled with passion and love. Hisoka's body arched against the larger man's. Their bodies seemed to melt together, they both felt the strong connection between them deepen with this one kiss. Pulling away, Tsuzuki felt his heart ached, realizing what he just did. He quickly pulled away, his brow sweating lightly. Hisoka had a dazed expression on his face, a blush painting his cheeks. "I'm sorry, Hisoka. I shouldn't have done that. I'll leave now."

As the man turned to walk a way, a small hand grabbed his. Tsuzuki turned to see Hisoka staring up at him, his face seemed to glow. "Don't go, Tsuzukie. I liked it... Please stay."

No other words were said as Tsuzuki took the boy into his arms. 'I didn't know that when I took the tutoring job that I would meet the love of my life. Too bad it has to be a star-crossed love(1).'

"I won't ever be able to let you go Hisoka." Tsuzuki whispered into blonde hair. Hisoka's small hands clung to his shirt.

"...Then don't." Hisoka replied quietly as he felt comfort wash over him. It was like a gentle waterfall. Neither of them wanted it to end. A knock on the door signaled it was time for Tsuzuki to leave. Tsuzuki let go of the small boy, reluctantly. The sixteen year old watched him leave, his tail moving sadly behind him.

"I'll see you again soon. Okay?" Tsuzuki ran his hands through the boy's soft locks. His brown ears went back guiltily.

"Alright...Goodbye Tsuzuki." The green-eyed boy said politely. He had to pull himself together.

"Bye..." Tsuzuki left. He got the feeling he shouldn't leave the boy alone. Something was going to happen. He could just feel it in his bones(2). 'Be safe, Hisoka.'

That night

Hisoka laid awake in his canopy bed, reading another mythology book he had found. It seemed Muraki's mother had been quite fond of the fantasy genre. His bedroom door creaked open. Emerald eyes landed on the ghostly man standing at the door. "Good evening, Hisoka."

"Hello, Muraki." Hisoka smiled slightly in greeting. Muraki quickly closed the space between him and Hisoka, closing the door behind him.

"You had an eventful day today, neh?" The man sat down, dangerously close to the young boy. Fear shot through the blonde's body. "Kissing that tutor of yours... My, what a naughty boy you are."

"Y-you won't fire him, will you?" The boy's eyes were wide with fear as he tried to back away from the ice-cold male.

"No..." Muraki smiled devilishly. "But you will be punished for what happened."

Large hands pinned the boy up against the pillow. The book that was held, dropped to the floor unnoticed. Hisoka began to shake with fear. One hand was released, only to get some rope. "You must realize, my little angel, that this is my home. You will always be watched. Remember that from now on."

Muraki began to tie the boy to the bed. That was when Hisoka finally noticed the small doll resting on his dresser, staring at him menacingly. 'No...It can't be...'

"I can't have someone else claiming you. I bought you after all." Muraki forced the boy's knees apart. "You're mine."

Fear filled Hisoka's body, so much so that he was too afraid to speak. The white haired man continued to talk. Hisoka's blonde tail began to thrash around panicking. "Don't bother screaming, no one will hear you. These walls are sound proof after all."

"W-what are you doing?" Hisoka asked horridly, as his clothes were ripped from his small body.

"Making you mine of course..." The man smiled darkly. "I will try my best to impregnate you. That way you have no chance of escaping me."

"No.. Please don't. I promise I won't do it again." Hisoka's pleading was ignored. "I'm not ready...Please don't."

The boy began to cry, as Muraki began to undress. "Don't be sad. This was going to happen soon enough."

TBC

No details about that certain event there, till next chapter. Not going to go too much into it, since I can't be too descriptive about such things on this site. I hope you liked the chapter. Thanks for reading, please review. 3

(1) Star-crossed- often refers to ill-fated or tragic relationships.

(2) In the manga, it was noted that fans of the series thought Tsuzuki often sounded like an old man. This was basically a reference to that.