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-From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care …
In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up -
Forgotten By Linkin Park
-Chapter 8-
Three days later…
-Hisoka's point of view-
I'm going to kill him.
I'm going to kill Tsuzuki with the very camera he won't get rid of. Granted, I'm not someone who likes pictures, but if I have to I'll stand there for one or two. But this is ridiculous!
I'm going to kill whoever sold him the camera as well, they're not safe either. Alright… Breathe… Still not helping.
Flash! Click!
"Tsuzuki!!!!"
He's gone. He's been doing that a lot lately, and I don't really know why. Ever since the priest incident he's gone camera happy, seriously. They're not even decent pictures either. Half of them are taken when I'm not even paying attention, so they're terrible, and the others… Well they're just as bad.
Flash! Click!
"Tsuzuki! I'm going to kill you!"
"No you won't. You know you love me!" I hear in response. Have I mentioned he likes to be invisible when he takes the pictures? I guess it's so I don't know where to hit, oh but he's forgetting I'm an empath.
Whack!
"Hisoka!!!" Tsuzuki whines. "That's mean!!!"
"You think I care. Now put that thing away."
Damn him! All I want is a little peace and quiet, but no that's not about to happen. But I guess it would be boring if he wasn't here, wouldn't it? Then I'd be alone…
I don't want to think about that right now. I just realized that I trust Tsuzuki, I'm not about to start thinking about these sort of things. But then again…
What he said to me the other day. "You don't deserve all the things that have happened to you and will happen to you" I don't know why but it's been bothering me. I mean, he's here to ensure my future, but he never said if it was going to be good or bad. I don't want to ask him about it, I'm afraid of what he'll say.
But I can't just let it go. There's some part of me that believes that Tsuzuki is hiding the reality of my future from me. Granted he can't tell me what's going to happen, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't bother me. What if it is something really bad?
"oka…"
What if it's something worse than what my life already is? What then?
"Soka…"
What if he leaves me and I'm all alone again? What will happen then?
"Hisoka!!!"
"What?"
Flash! Click!
"I'm going to get you for that one! Get back here Tsuzuki!"
"You're going to have to catch me first!"
I don't know what will happen.
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-Tsuzuki's point of view-
Hisoka is so cute when he's trying to kill me. I better block that thought, or the consequences could be disastrous.
Ever since I took that photo of him after the priest incident I can't help but want to take more. In 15 days I'm going to have to leave him, so I might as well have some memories. Although taking one of him while he was asleep almost got me killed. How was I suppose to know he didn't want me to, he never said anything. I got hit hard for that one.
That is another change I've noticed in Hisoka, he's so violent, at least towards me. Always whacking me on the head, it really hurts...
But I don't mind.
In a way it's as if he knows that I'm going to hurt him, so he's getting payment. But whatever he inflicts on me, will be nothing in comparison to what I'm going to do to him.
And with that, I slipped! I slipped about his future, yet he hasn't mentioned it again. I hope he forgot what I said. He trusts me now, and no matter how much I want him to, I wish he didn't. If he didn't my betrayal wouldn't be as bad; it would hurt, but not as much. But no, he trusts me, and I will destroy that trust at the end of the month. There's nothing I can do, but that doesn't mean that I'm not going to try. I will try; even if I fail at least I did something. I just wish I could change the future...
Oh! and here I get another chance.
Flash! Click!
'Tsuzuki!!!!"
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-Third person point of view-
There's the sound of laughter.
"Hey what's that noise?" Tsuzuki asked.
"It's the servant's kids. They play outside a lot when it's warm." Hisoka explained, not looking up from the book he was reading. Books were one of the only things that he was allowed to have. If he was lucky the one servant would bring him a new book even once in a great while.
"Oh." Tsuzuki replied. "Do you know them?"
"No. I was never allowed to play with them because of the class difference. Then I ended up in here."
Tsuzuki was quiet for a moment. "Did you want to play with them Hisoka?"
Hisoka didn't respond.
Tsuzuki looked at the boy sadly before he had an idea.
"Hey Hisoka... Do you want to play with me?"
Hisoka just looked at Tsuzuki. "I'm not a child Tsuzuki."
"I know that, but playing can be fun. Besides we won't play a kids' game."
Hisoka thought for a moment. "What did you have in mind?" he asked.
Tsuzuki smiled before going over to his bag. (Tsuzuki got it yesterday at the store- basically it has all the things he brought with him, along with the camera.) He searched through it before finding what he was looking for. He turned around and showed Hisoka a pack of cards. "We'll play with these." he said happily.
"Fine." Hisoka sighed.
"Yea!" Tsuzuki cried as he went and sat next to Hisoka.
"What do you want to play?" Tsuzuki asked, taking the cards out of the package and shuffling them.
"I don't know. I've never actually played with cards before." Hisoka replied.
"Don't worry about it. I'll teach you!"
Hisoka let out a small smile before saying "so what are we going to play Tsuzuki?"
"Black-Jack, and then poker, then go fish, then war, then solitaire- even though that's only for one person, then texas-holdem, then ..."
"I got it Tsuzuki." Hisoka interrupted. "I didn't know you had the attention span to play that many games at once."
"Hisoka!!! Why do you have to be so mean!!!" Tsuzuki whined dealing out two cards to each of them.
"I'm not being mean, just honest." Hisoka replied, picking up his two cards. "So what are we playing again?"
"Black-Jack." Tsuzuki replied. "You try and get as close as you can to twenty-one, without going over. All face cards are ten points, aces are either eleven or one, and all the rest are the numbers they say they are."
"So why is it called black-jack?" Hisoka asked.
"Because if you get an ace and a face card you automatically win!" Tsuzuki replied. "Ready?"
"Sure why not."
The next few hours were spent with Tsuzuki teaching Hisoka every card game he could think of. Surprisingly Hisoka picked up on the games rather quickly and won a lot of them after a while. Even though Hisoka didn't want to admit it, he was enjoying himself, every once in a while letting a smile grace his lips. He couldn't help it really. With Tsuzuki as his teacher, how could he?
"Tsuzuki how do you know so many games?" Hisoka asked, looking at his hand, they were playing another game of poker.
"Well, when you've been around as long as I have you lean a few things. Besides I had to go to Vegas once, and I needed to fit in."
"Vegas?" Hisoka asked confused.
"Ahhh... It's nothing you need to worry about. It's just a place where people go to gamble and stuff." Tsuzuki said blushing.
"What kind of stuff?" Hisoka asked, putting down is cards to watch Tsuzuki.
"Oh, you know."
"No I don't. Tell me."
"Hisoka it's nothing. Really."
"Tell me or I'll destroy your stash of sweets in the corner."
"NO! Hisoka please!!!"
"Tell me or the sweets get it!"
"There are strip joints, lots and lots of strip joints! Naked to half-naked girls and boys! Alright! Now no touching me sweets!" Tsuzuki yelled, standing and running over to his stash.
It took Hisoka a moment to recover. What was the big deal? Strip joints? So what...Tsuzuki was grown man/angel. What was the big deal? Wait... girls and boys... that means... he knows... seen?... I need to stop thinking. Hisoka thought.
"It's alright Tsuzuki. I'm not going to take your sweets anymore."
"Really?" Tsuzuki asked.
"Really, now let's finish the game." Hisoka replied.
"Alright." Tsuzuki replied, running over and picking his hand back up.
They played until the sun went down and Hisoka began to get sleepy.
"Tired Soka?" Tsuzuki asked, as the boy began to sway.
"Hmmm..." was the reply.
"Alright, to bed with you." Tsuzuki said going over a picking Hisoka up.
"Baka, out me down, Hisoka mumbled, already falling asleep.
"No, you're too tired." Tsuzuki said, placing Hisoka down on the pile of fabric. Tsuzuki then went over and grabbed the blanket he kept out of his bag. He brought it over and covered Hisoka up with the blanket. Hisoka pulled the blanket over himself and quickly drifted off to sleep.
Tsuzuki smiled at the sight and leaned over and grabbed something else out of his bag.
"Good night Soka" he whispered, lying down next to the boy.
Flash! Click!
-End Chapter 8-
Another chapter done. I'm so glad for all the response I have gotten on this story. Thank you all for reading. Please review! And if you have any ideas, please tell me. I can only think of so many things.