Tsuzuki couldn't believe what was happening. Hisoka was kissing him. This boy he barely knew, the same boy who he fell in love with on sight, was KISSING him. Tsuzuki felt the tongue all around his lips, trying to get inside the mouth. Tsuzuki chuckled. It was even clear that the boy was inexperienced. Giving in, Tsuzuki opened his mouth and let Hisoka's tongue explore his mouth. The feeling was incredible! Both tongues twirled with each other, sending pleasurable sensations down their owner's spines.
Hisoka pulled harder on Tsuzuki to get more of the pleasurable sensation he was getting. Hisoka quietly moaned, feeling Tsuzuki's tongue go deeper into his mouth. Both tongues continued to twirl with other until Tsuzuki pulled away. Hisoka pulled on him again, wanting that feeling back in his mouth. He couldn't pull Tsuzuki back down, considering Tsuzuki was stronger than him, and height difference.
"Hisoka", Tsuzuki started. "You need to control yourself". Hisoka looked into his eyes, confused on what he meant. "What do you mean?" Hisoka asked.
"Your hormones. Hisoka, how old are you?" Tsuzuki asked with a grin on his face. Hearing that question caused Hisoka to become off guard and made his face the color of a strawberry. Tsuzuki chuckled.
"Sixteen" Hisoka answered. Tsuzuki's grin wiped off his face.
"Sixteen?" Hisoka nodded. Tsuzuki looked away from Hisoka and went to lean on the railing, looking ahead at the ocean. "Tsuzuki?" Hisoka went to stand by Tsuzuki on the railing. "What's wrong?"
"Hisoka . . . You can't see me anymore." Tsuzuki said, looking at Hisoka with sadden-filled eyes. Hisoka's eyes widen in shock. "What? Why?"
"Hisoka ...It wouldn't work. I'm twenty-six. I'm ten more years older than you." Tsuzuki explained, watching Hisoka for his reaction. "So I highly recommend that you-"Tsuzuki couldn't finish his sentence when he felt the same pair of lips kissing him again. Hisoka pulled him closer, emphazing that he wasn't going to let Tsuzuki go.
Tsuzuki, on the other hand, was shocked. He expected the boy to be disgusted with him, but instead, the boy kissed him TWICE. Hisoka then pulled away while looking at Tsuzuki with a serious look in his eyes. "I'm not letting you go. I don't care if you're older than me by twenty years! You're the only person in my life that has looked at me as a person rather than a little doll!" Hisoka screamed at Tsuzuki. He felt his eyes water up and he put his face into Tsuzuki's chest so he wouldn't show Tsuzuki his tears.
Tsuzuki looked down at the boy in his chest. Tsuzuki was indeed truly shocked at Hisoka's confession. He then smiled before wrapping his arms around the small boy. He stroked Hisoka's hair, signaling that he understood. Hisoka looked up at Tsuzuki with tears running down his face.
"I didn't realize that I was that important to you. I'm sorry for doing something very selfish of me." Tsuzuki said, smiling at Hisoka. He then leaned down to kiss Hisoka on the cheek. Hisoka blushed then smiled.
Tsuzuki then let go before turning around to lean on the railing with his back. "So Hisoka, why don't we get to know each other better?" Hisoka suddenly nodded, which Tsuzuki caught. "Hisoka, what's wrong?"
"I don't think you want to hear my boring history" Hisoka said, looking at Tsuzuki. Tsuzuki arched an eyebrow. "Hisoka, I want to know everything about you." Hisoka widened his eyes. NO ONE had ever said to him. "You do?" Tsuzuki nodded with a goofy smile on his face. Hisoka nodded and began his story.
"Well I was born in England in 1896. My family was very wealthy and known around the first class society, but that didn't last forever. When I was fifteen, my mother had an affair with another man. My father soon found out and had my mother's lover killed. My mother was so grieved that she committed suicide. My mother was the one who had the money and she never left it for anyone. With nothing but a good name hidden by suicide, my father forced me into an arranged marriage with Tsubaki for her money. She was so happy with the arrangement, but I wasn't. My father forced me to be happy, but I can't. All he sees me is a financial acid. I'm the ticket for us to remain in the first class society. I don't want any of this! I just want to be myself!" Hisoka finished his story with tears running down his face once again.
Tsuzuki pulled Hisoka into another hug. Hisoka laid his face on Tsuzuki's chest while Tsuzuki rested his head on top of Hisoka's head. "I'm sorry that you have to go through that."
Hisoka looked up at Tsuzuki. "Now you know why I can't let you go easily. You're the only person who has treated me like a human being." Hisoka didn't dare tell Tsuzuki about his new ability. Tsuzuki smiled while he was thinking of his sad past. Hisoka then gasped. "Tsuzuki . . . I didn't realize that you just like me"
Tsuzuki was confused. "What are you talking about?" Should Hisoka tell him? He didn't understand why his ability didn't work earlier when Tsuzuki hugged him, but it's working now. Hisoka gulped. He was going to tell Tsuzuki. "I . . . can see into your memories. I can hear what you're thinking when you're close to me."
Tsuzuki chuckled. "Oh I see… You have empathy." Hisoka pulled back before looking at Tsuzuki with a confused look. "What?" Tsuzuki could only laugh at Hisoka's face. Hisoka just blushed while glaring at Tsuzuki. "WHAT?"
Tsuzuki stopped laughing while looking at Hisoka. "You're an empath. You have the ability to read minds, looking to memories, and feel other's emotions." Hisoka was shocked that Tsuzuki knows this. "How do you know about this?" Tsuzuki just smirked. "Well I met another empath when I was in Paris a few years ago."
"You went to Paris?" Tsuzuki nodded. "I went there to draw portraits for ten cents each. Would you like to see?" Hisoka nodded vigorously. Tsuzuki smiled before pulling out his drawings that he had in his back straps of his pants. Hisoka took the folder of drawing to open them, seeing the first drawing was of woman breast-feeding a baby. Hisoka admired how detailed the drawing was. "Tsuzuki . . . these are beautiful." He flipped to the next picture. It was a picture of a father holding his daughter on the railing of a ship. Tsuzuki pointed to that picture. "This picture was recent". Hisoka looked at Tsuzuki. "How recent?" Tsuzuki smiled. "It was the picture I was working on just before I saw you yesterday at sunset."
Hisoka blushed at that statement. He looked away to open the next picture. It was him standing at the railing. Tsuzuki had drawn him into paper. Hisoka looked at Tsuzuki. "I couldn't get you out of my mind so I began drawing you." Hisoka smiled before flipping the page again. He looked down to see another picture of him. It was just a simple picture of him smiling. "They're beautiful. You are very talented Tsuzuki."
Tsuzuki let out a goofy chuckle. "It was just a hobby I started when I was around fifteen that blossomed over the years." Hisoka smiled at his goofiness. He leaned up against Tsuzuki's chest, feeling his warm, loving emotions flowing through him. He knows that those feelings are about him. Tsuzuki looked at the sky. "Oh Hisoka, it's evening already."
Hisoka looked up from Tsuzuki's chest. "Oh you're right. I guess spending time with you causes me to not notice how fast time goes by." Hisoka replied in a soft whisper. Tsuzuki looked down at Hisoka. "Hisoka . . . I l-", Tsuzuki was interrupted by a trumpet playing, signaling dinnertime was near for the first class. Hisoka sighed. "I'll see you at dinner Tsuzuki". He kissed his cheek before walking with a big smile on his face.
Tsuzuki let out a huge grin before sprinting off back to his stateroom. He arrived within a few seconds, opening the door to be greeted by his other three roommates. Watari saw the excitement going through his veins. Tatsumi and Muraki were getting the suit ready before they noticed Tsuzuki came barging in. Tatsumi looked at Tsuzuki and smiled. "Are you ready to get dressed?" Tsuzuki nodded. He walked over to them while beginning to undress. His mind began to wonder has they helped him prepare for the most important dinner of his life.
They managed to get done in less than ten minutes. Tsuzuki looked at a full-length mirror on the door that he didn't notice that was there before. His breath hitched. He almost looked like a gentleman. Muraki let out a smirk. "You'll catch anyone's eye in this." Tsuzuki looked back at him and nodded. Muraki let out a small sigh. "Now when you're in the dining area, there will be many sets of silverware that you have never seen before. Just start with the outside and work your way in." Tsuzuki looked at him once again. "Thank you."
Tsuzuki than ran out the room and most of the ship before he arrived at the Grand Staircase. Tsuzuki then stepped out of everyone's sight to regain his breath and to straighten himself up really quick. He fixed his hair, placing the bangs to outline his face. He straightened his tuxedo really quick before striding to the door like a first-class gentlemen. The man behind the door opened it for him while bowing and saying "Good evening sir". Tsuzuki nodded before glancing at the magnificent Grand Staircase.
The staircase was so beautiful. It took Tsuzuki's breath away. The staircase in a circular motion until it met an angel statue at the end. There was a clock where the stairs turned at a ninety degree angle. And to top it all off, literally, there was a giant grand glass covering the whole things. Tsuzuki smiled at the agriculture of the staircase, but not even this beautiful place can take Hisoka's beauty in his mind. He walked down the staircase, glancing how the gentlemen walked with one of their hands behind them. He decided to stand there in the same stance. He looked at an elderly gentleman, who glanced at him and said, "Hello". Tsuzuki nodded at the gentleman.
Tsuzuki heard Hisoka's father coming down the staircase by his loud voice. He walked closer to the staircase, still holding his stance, and then suddenly gasped. He saw Hisoka looked down at him with a smile. Tsuzuki then bowed slightly to him when he reached at the bottom of the steps. He suddenly snickered. "I never would have thought I would be doing this to the one I . . ." Tsuzuki was interrupted by a high pitched annoying voice. "Hisoka! There you are"
Tsuzuki looked up and saw a teenage woman coming and wrapping her arms around Hisoka. "Hello Tsubaki" Hisoka said coldly. Tsubaki scanned her brown eyes at Tsuzuki. "Oh! You must be Tsuzuki! I want to thank you for saving Hisoka the other night. I'm Tsubaki" Tsuzuki took her hand before giving a gentle kiss on the back of it. "Pleased to make your acquaintance." He said gently. Tsubaki giggled before running to find Hisoka's father. Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka with worried eyes. Hisoka looked at Tsuzuki and then smiled.
The dinner was quite boring in Tsuzuki's mind. All they talked about how they made money, money this, and money that. Hisoka wasn't talking at all. He was just eating his food. Surprisingly enough, the other guest don't seem to know that he is from third class. However, Hisoka's father could always be counted for. "So Mr. Tsuzuki . . . how are the decks below? I heard they are fabulous on this ship?"
Hisoka glared at his father. "Quite good. I hardly see any rats" Tsuzuki retorted. With a few chuckles, Tsubaki turned to everyone. "Mr. Tsuzuki is actually in the third class. He was very helpful to Hisoka the other night." "Mr. Tsuzuki is actually a talented artist. He was very kind to show me some of his work" Hisoka said casually. 'Even though some of the drawings were of me' He thought. Tsuzuki smiled at Hisoka. Hisoka's father sneered before casually asking. "So Mr. Tsuzuki, where do you live?"
"Well, my current address is RMS Titanic, and after this, I'm God's good Humor." Tsuzuki replied. "How do you travel?" Hisoka's father asked. "Well I do what I can to get place to place, but I won my Titanic ticket at a lucky hand of poker. Very lucky hand indeed" Tsuzuki replied while sipping on some wine. "Do you believe in luck Mr. Tsuzuki?" Tsubaki asked.
"Yes ma'am I do. I'm not sure where life is going to take me and I need something to believe in. Just a few days ago I was in an ugly alleyway, but now here I am on the grandest ship in the world with you fine people. I personally think life is a gift and I don't intend on wasting it." Tsuzuki ranted. Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. Hisoka raised his wine glass and said "To life". Tsuzuki looked straight at him. "To life" Everyone said in unison before drinking their wine. Tsuzuki then smiled before doing the same thing.
Hours dragged on with the chatter once again. The men then stood up and retreated to the smoking room. Hisoka's father stood up and asked Hisoka if he was tagging along. Hisoka just shook his head. Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka before standing up. "Well Hisoka. I'm sorry but I must return to my class now" Hisoka looked at Tsuzuki with sad eyes. Tsuzuki took Hisoka's hand to shake it before leaving something in it. Hisoka looked at a paper before opening it. "It would be a gift to me if you meet me by the clock" The note said in cursive handwriting. Hisoka then looked at the exit. He excused himself before going to the exit a little too quickly.
He saw Tsuzuki standing by the clock on the staircase. He strode up the stairs before Tsuzuki turned around, smiling warmly. "Follow me" He whispered gently. He took Hisoka's hand, leading the blushing blonde into the cold weather. "Tsuzuki . . . it's so cold out here" Hisoka said before wrapping his arms around himself. Tsuzuki suddenly pulled Hisoka into a warm hug. "Hisoka look at the sky."
Hisoka did as he was told and saw the sky was covered in bright stars. He gasped. "They're so beautiful" He whispered. "Not as beautiful as you" Tsuzuki whispered back. Hisoka looked up at Tsuzuki before blushing lightly. Tsuzuki then pulled Hisoka into a deep, passionate kiss. They let their tongues swirl around each other. Hisoka moaned heavily as he wrapped his arms around Tsuzuki's neck.
They stayed outside for a few hours before Tsuzuki looked at Hisoka. "If you want to find me, go to the lower decks and look for Room 360". Hisoka nodded before giving Tsuzuki one last kiss. They both departed to their own ways. They both didn't realize that pair of brown teary eyes was watching them. "Hisoka . . . how could you ...?" Tsubaki said before letting her tears flow down her face.