thanks for the support! reviews are finally picking up haha sorry for the late update..i finally got a job! yay! pays good too (grin)

one of you guys commented that i should have made the interaction with Muraki and Hisoka longer. good point. why didnt i think of that? hmmm i think i did played the story as Muraki really close to Hisoka; say, inches from his face, eyes lowered down to Hisoka's lips as he slowly mouthed the words. so close that Hisoka could smell his faint scent of his shirt that he gulped. so close for that kiss he imagine in his dreams. wak i think im driving myself crazy from my over imaginations. darn that i didnt think of including those in the previous chap. kick myself

anyways, MuHis wasn't meant to be as told on the previous chap. its more like a teaser (fling? mwahaha) coz its not that exciting to just read thriller chaps and no romance, right? everyone knows im heading for TsuMu. hehe just trying to keep up with 'developing' feelings of the trio.

Caution: Jumbled thoughts ahead!


Chapter 10: Sick of You

Hisoka stared listlessly at the dripping water on the faucet, his shivering arms trying to hold his weight. Somehow he managed to go back to the building and into the office kitchen. He leaned back against the fridge and sighed.

"Who said anything about me wanting you?"

Hisoka kicked the table in irritation. How dare he insult me like that! I am not a thing to be just discarded whenever he wants!

Why not? Muraki won't bother with you anymore, isn't that a good thing?

Damn it! Of course I want that! It's just the fact that he actually stated out to me that he doesn't need me anymore...its shitty thinking about it. Now, it just feels so weird...is something wrong with me?

Of course not. It's the lack of sleep that is getting to you. After all what makes you say that Muraki feels the same as you?

Yamite! Chigaimasu! I don't have feelings for that monster! One good return won't change the thousands of blood he shed for his sake!

It's that girl's fault! She's the one to blame! She put these things in me...images that I'm not supposed to see nor feel. I can't think straight, I can't do things with thinking about it: it's controlling my life! I hate her! I hate Muraki!

But hating them won't solve anything. I need to get rid of these 'feelings'. Tsuzuki...Tsuzuki can help. He can help me calm the situation. Yes...yes. tomorrow...I'll tell him...and this thing will be over...

Sleep...I need my rest...I need my pills...anything to keep me away from this nightmare...


"Ohayo Tsuzuki!" a genki sunny Watari greeted the incoming shinigami. "Ready to clean up those nasty papers?"

"I would if you switch places with me," Tsuzuki grinned.

"Oops, can't do." Watari hovered closer for a hush-hush information. "I'm currently working on a new project. It's different from my other experiments and I can't divulge on further information. But I'll tell you this much: this will surely solve this department's problems."

"I'm sure Tatsumi will like that" Tsuzuki gave him a pat for encouragement.

"You really think so?" Watari perked, eyes gleaming. Tsuzuki gave him a quizzical look.

"Er...you're really into this project huh?"

"Absolutely!" Watari replied enthusiastically. "I wasn't that excited at first, but if it makes Tatsumi happy, then I guess so am I."

"Ahh...well, good luck on that."

"Hai!" Watari nodded. "Hmmm...speaking of which, you better take good care of Bon. I heard he's been up here since yesterday. Poor kid. Ever so diligent on finishing his work. You should take cues on each other. That way, you both won't get so pooped on the assignment. See ya!"

Tsuzuki, in concern at the news, hurriedly went to the office and found the sleeping partner tucked out in his desk. Tsuzuki smiled and quietly closed the door. He strode near and gazed at the peaceful look on Hisoka. He gently brushed the stray hairs on his face.

Hisoka stirred.

"Hey, sleepy head. Morning. Looks like you had a rough night. How are you?"

Hisoka rubbed his eyes. "Not so good."

Tsuzuki pat Hisoka's head. "How does breakfast sounds? I'm sure I could whipped up something...or leave an edible size behind." Hisoka made a small smile. "Stay right there. I will be back." Tsuzuki closed the door and rushed outside, happy to give something for a change.

Hisoka stood up few minutes later and peeked out the door. No one was there. He closed the door. This is it. Just state it plain and simple. You don't want Tsuzuki to fret and make things bigger as it is. And then what? What can he do? Aside from me unburdening these and him comforting me...basically we can't do anything about it.

This sucks! Why did we have to keep the real account a secret? It's not like it's a big thing that Muraki helped us...oh wait. It is.

But still, it would have save us from all the trouble of hiding it. Hmm...what would Tatsumi do? If only --

"Here's your ramen still hot and spicy. Bought it at the near by stand. I took a little slurp since I know you wouldn't mind." Tsuzuki happily burst in with a bowl of steaming noodles.

"Argh! I can't think in here!" Hisoka left, leaving a confused Tsuzuki still holding the hot pot.

Tsuzuki found Hisoka outside, sitting on a boulder under the sakura tree. He sat down beside the brooding shinigami. "Hey, something's bothering you?"

Hisoka looked away. Tsuzuki's shoulders sagged. Maybe he didn't like eating noodles today. (wtf?)

"I have been having dreams lately..." Hisoka muttered out loud. Tsuzuki turned to look at the huddled form. He waited for him to continue, knowing that interrupting him with questions would probably ruin the moment. "You'd probably think of it as funny," Hisoka laughed uneasily. "But I've been dreaming about...people from the last case..."

"You mean Muraki," Tsuzuki pointed out. Hisoka didn't answer. He lowered his head, playing with the grass. "It's not that serious. It's just dreams."

"But it bothers you?" Hisoka paused. "Yesterday, I stayed here for the night. I couldn't sleep with my mind on the pending files needed to be finished." Tsuzuki shifted his weight on his legs. "Ne Hisoka if something's wrong you could tell me. What is it?"

Hisoka pulled a handful of grass, stalling time. "I think we should reconsider in keeping the case results a secret."

Tsuzuki stared at the hunched form of his partner. Concerned, he slowly reached out to touch his shoulder. Tsuzuki felt him slightly jumped at the touch. He gently stroked his back, feeling his tense shoulders finally relaxing. Hisoka stared straight ahead, watching the empty street, remembering last night events. Finally he understands. Hisoka sighed and closed his eyes. Everything will be alright.

"I'm afraid we can't do that," Tsuzuki answered, voice sharp and edgy, knocking Hisoka's calm mood. Hisoka turned to face his partner, annoyed. "Why not?" he challenged.

Tsuzuki looked at him sadly. "We made a deal already. Changing our story changes everything. What would happen to us? I know you're going through a lot more than me, we can do this together, but you have to understand the situation. Hisoka-" Tsuzuki looked at him in the eye. "We can't tell them."

"That's easy for you to say huh? Well, I'm sick of it! I'm sick of having those dreams! I'm sick of seeing Muraki every night! I'm tired of this work! I had it with the endless shifts and I'm definitely sick of you trying to make things better but CAN'T!" Hisoka yelled. He turned to walked away. Tsuzuki grabbed his hand to stop him. Hisoka glared at him. Tsuzuki felt a sharp sting on his face from Hisoka's hand. Rubbing his cheek, he watched Hisoka disappear.

"And I thought you were the practical one..."

Tsuzuki started to walk back to Enma-chou when he decided to make a quick turn and headed to another destination. Ignoring the crowded streets he finally stopped at a door on the 5th floor of the building and knocked. The knob turned and the door opened. A shocked but smiling man greeted him.

"Well, this is a surprise."

"We have a problem"

Muraki grinned. "Well then, come on in."


Sounds like Hisoka is snapping out...watch out! Ahh...so many things happening. good and bad ones too Hehe excuse me for Hisoka's feminine way of fighting back. there is a reason as why i did that. Hopefully I don't have to keep up writing sad stuff coz I'm basically a happy person and want to keep this fic a happy ending (hopefully) Watari is so kawaii! hehe hmm another possible pairing?