Ok, people, I got a long complaint and I'm here to straighten things out. Well, first off, about the scene change, I DID put something in the middle of the paragraphs to tell readers that the scene has changed, but for some reason, it didn't come out when this fic was posted… (Why..!) so I hope you can guess when the scene changes in case this happens again. (Gomen gomen)
Secondly, if I'm not mistaken, Luka in Japanese is more or less pronounced as 'Ruka'. I'm sorry co's she had to be so bitchy in the first chapter, but I needed her to be in that mood so the story can uh… flow properly. Tsuzuki loves her very much, so I'll try to make sure she's very nice next time. And not so bitchy, ok? Anyway, I'm REALLY sorry about how much the first chapter sucked. Just try and get the story ok? Thank you so much! (bows)
The wheat-haired boy woke up sleepily the next day. He was buried up to his neck in soft covers. He was lying on a bed nicely tucked in. W-what? Where is this? Why am I being treated so nicely? Who brought me here? Why am I talking to myself! Slightly angry with himself, he slowly sat up. Ouch His body was still hurting from the beating he got.
"I think you had better rest before trying to move", said a deep voice.
The teen looked up and finally saw the person who had apparently bandaged his wounds and tended to him. The man was smiling. But it wasn't the kind of smile that he was used to seeing. It wasn't twisted, evil or cruel in any way. No, this smile was… kind.
The man sat on the bed the teen had been lying on. "You were in a pretty bad shape, boy." He said. "Ah! Almost forgot… Hi, I'm Tsuzuki Asato. Just call me Tsuzuki, okay? (winking…) So, what's YOUR name?"
"Uh… um…" the boy was still slightly taken aback by Tsuzuki's kindness and unexplainable cheerfulness.
"Don't be shy! Come on, I won't hurt you!" Tsuzuki urged.
Shivers went up the teen's spine. This guy's nice… Just be nice back. Don't make him angry in any way… well! Answer him! –oh yeah- "M-my name is Kurosaki Hisoka. Uh.. call me Hisoka…?" man, that sucked. –oh shut up-
"Hisoka, huh? Nice name!", Tsuzuki answered cheerfully. Hisoka smiled back at him. "Hey, tell you what… you lie back down, and I'll get you something to eat, ok?" he inquired Hisoka.
The teen nodded and lay down obediently. Tsuzuki went to the kitchen to fix them both some food. He looks so innocent… why doesn't he seem to trust me fully…? Nah, we just met. Just give him some time, he'll be fine. –sigh- I wonder how Ruka's doing. They had better not be mistreating her. Why do I have to go back in a WEEK! Who knows what could happen in a week?
Yes, who knows, really?
This. Chapter. Sucks….. why! I haven't written fanfics in a long time. I think I'm losing my 'touch' if I had any… ah well. Sorry I had to end this chapter there. I'm on an online time limit. –sighs- oh, and before I forget… Hisoka had like… sorta TWO voices in his head, which he listens as they argue with each other. He then decides which one to follow. Sorry for the confusion hopefully the next chapter will be longer and better. Please review what you think, okay?