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Adult +
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What will I do without your rose?
Chapter One: What will I do without your rose?
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I won't believe it! I can't!
It has been two years. His name is on the list. Hisoka's curse is fading from his body. Why am I fooling myself into believing he is alive? Muraki is...!
Tsuzuki! Tsuzuki!
The brunette shinigami becomes startled as Tatsumi shakes him from his daydream.
"Are you okay, Tsuzuki-san?" he asked.
The guardian wiped his eyes.
"Oh, yeah. I'm okay."
"You know, if there is something you want to talk about." Tatsumi touches Tsuzuki's shoulder lightly.
"I'm fine, really." Tsuzuki stands up abruptly, pushing Tatsumi's arm away.
The brunette looks back to the other man. He didn't mean to be so short with the secretary. However, he couldn't help that he kept thinking of Muraki. He knew Tatsumi was only tryng to help.
Tatsumi manages a slight smile.
"If you need me for anything. I'll be in my office," he said quietly, walking away.
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Tsuzuki sees Hisoka staring out a window as he walks into their office.
"Hisoka?"
Tsuzuki's voice full of concern towards his partner.
Partner, huh?
They have been so distent with each other lately. Tsuzuki dosen't even know if Hisoka still thinks of him as his partner, let alone his friend.
"If you think I'm wondering about what happened on the news today, you're wrong! That murderous bastard is dead," the green-eyed boy stated firmly.
He touched the window appreciating the feeling of the cool glass against his fingertips.
"I just never felt so free, Tsuzuki. When I heard them saying there was a murder and all, I thought it was him. But then I looked at my arms. The lines are fading. Each day I see less and less of them and it makes me realize he is never coming back."
Tsuzuki looks at him, his face full of hurt.
"I'm sorry, Hisoka."
"You're not sorry, Tsuzuki," Hisoka said sadly. "You still love him. Those visions are still so strong. You of all people know what that bastard did to me. How could you love something like that?!" Hisoka's green eyes glittered with renewed fury at the brunette.
Tsuzuki looked down to the ground not denying anything Hisoka had said. He knew Hisoka was right. He was still very much in love with Muraki. He felt ashamed for it, even disgusted with himself.
He lowered his head even more, as the feeling of shame washed over him.
"I don't know, I just do," he whispered sadly.
Hisoka looks hard at Tsuzuki, tears filling in his eyes.
"Baka!" he cries as he runs out of the office.
A part of Tsuzuki wanted to run to Hisoka and hold him in his arms. Tell him it was okay, but he knew it would do no good. He was the cause of Hisoka's pain. He knew Hisoka hated him and he didn't blame him for it either. He hated himself for feeling what he did for Muraki.
Tsuzuki sat down at his desk, placing his hands behind his head. He stares blankly at the computer screen in front of him, his mind adrift again.
"I am sorry, Hisoka! I don't feel that happiness like you do at Muraki's death. I wish I did. Then it wouldn't hurt so bad."
Muraki's death was still strongly felt, even though it had been over two years since the incident on the Queen Camelia. Memories of Muraki's touches and caresses made him feel wanted and loved. It still gave him shivers through his body.
Abruptly, he snaps out of his daydream. Blinking, he notices a word on the computer screen.
"Katzuaka."
Tsuzuki quickly deletes it.
"Why can't I stop thinking about you?"
Slowly, he types out the name again.
"Katzuaka Muraki."
Typing it over and over again, his fingers tapping harder at the keys. Hard enough to where they start to crack and break the keyboard.
"Get out of my head, damn you!"
His screen goes blank and he notices Tatsumi's reflection behind him.
"Muraki is dead, Tsuzuki-san!"
Tsuzuki clutches his hands into fists not wanting to hear those words. He slams a fist down on the keybroad, cracking it in two.
"I know that! You don't have to keep reminding me of it!" he cried.
"Well, then get over it already!! I've been dealing with this with you for two years. It is time to move on, Tsuzuki-san," Tatsumi said coldly.
The secretary realized his words were harsher then he intended. He could see the pained expression on Tsuzuki's features. The sad puppy dog look he always gives when he is troubled.
Tatsumi sighed. "Look Tsuzuki-san, why don't we get out of here for a bit? I'll take you to my favorite resturtaunt."
Tsuzuki smiles at him forgetting that he was just yelled at.
"Really?"
Tatmui smiles back. "Really! All the cakes and apple pies you can eat."
Tsuzuki's face lights up. What better way to drown his sorrow than in mounds of chocolate and apple pies?
"I'm taking you to the Choya, one of Nagasaki's most popular resturants. And their known for their delicious desserts."
Tsuzuki became jelly as he heard the word "dessert."
"Can I have anything I want, Tatsumi? Anything!?" Tsuzuki's eyes grow wide as he clasps his hands in front of him, a look he knew Tatsumi couldn't resist.
"Anything, Tsuzuki-san."
Tsuzuki grabs Tatsumi's hand almost making the secertary lose his glasses as the joyful Shinigami pulled him out of the building.
"The Choya? I've never been there before. I hope it's good." Tsuzuki laughs at himself foolishly. "HA! Anything with the word dessert in it is bound to be good."
Tatsumi smiles at the childish way Tsuzuki was acting. He always loved that about Tsuzuki. Even at his worst something as small as a dessert brings the Shinigami joy. Nothing could make Tatsumi happier than seeing Tsuzuki happy.
Tatsumi looks at Tsuzuki smile grow even bigger as Tsuzuki grabs firmly onto his hand tighter, his body being pulled by Tsuzuki down the street.
"What better way to get Tsuzuki to forget about Muraki and get him to notice something more important."
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Authors Note: Tatsumi just wants what is best for Tsuzuki and Muraki is not it. He decides to take Tsuzuki out to his favorite resturant, the Choya. All he wants Tsuzuki to do is to forget about Muraki, but what did he mean about noticing something more important?
Chapter Two: Confessions
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I won't believe it! I can't!
It has been two years. His name is on the list. Hisoka's curse is fading from his body. Why am I fooling myself into believing he is alive? Muraki is...!
Tsuzuki! Tsuzuki!
The brunette shinigami becomes startled as Tatsumi shakes him from his daydream.
"Are you okay, Tsuzuki-san?" he asked.
The guardian wiped his eyes.
"Oh, yeah. I'm okay."
"You know, if there is something you want to talk about." Tatsumi touches Tsuzuki's shoulder lightly.
"I'm fine, really." Tsuzuki stands up abruptly, pushing Tatsumi's arm away.
The brunette looks back to the other man. He didn't mean to be so short with the secretary. However, he couldn't help that he kept thinking of Muraki. He knew Tatsumi was only tryng to help.
Tatsumi manages a slight smile.
"If you need me for anything. I'll be in my office," he said quietly, walking away.
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Tsuzuki sees Hisoka staring out a window as he walks into their office.
"Hisoka?"
Tsuzuki's voice full of concern towards his partner.
Partner, huh?
They have been so distent with each other lately. Tsuzuki dosen't even know if Hisoka still thinks of him as his partner, let alone his friend.
"If you think I'm wondering about what happened on the news today, you're wrong! That murderous bastard is dead," the green-eyed boy stated firmly.
He touched the window appreciating the feeling of the cool glass against his fingertips.
"I just never felt so free, Tsuzuki. When I heard them saying there was a murder and all, I thought it was him. But then I looked at my arms. The lines are fading. Each day I see less and less of them and it makes me realize he is never coming back."
Tsuzuki looks at him, his face full of hurt.
"I'm sorry, Hisoka."
"You're not sorry, Tsuzuki," Hisoka said sadly. "You still love him. Those visions are still so strong. You of all people know what that bastard did to me. How could you love something like that?!" Hisoka's green eyes glittered with renewed fury at the brunette.
Tsuzuki looked down to the ground not denying anything Hisoka had said. He knew Hisoka was right. He was still very much in love with Muraki. He felt ashamed for it, even disgusted with himself.
He lowered his head even more, as the feeling of shame washed over him.
"I don't know, I just do," he whispered sadly.
Hisoka looks hard at Tsuzuki, tears filling in his eyes.
"Baka!" he cries as he runs out of the office.
A part of Tsuzuki wanted to run to Hisoka and hold him in his arms. Tell him it was okay, but he knew it would do no good. He was the cause of Hisoka's pain. He knew Hisoka hated him and he didn't blame him for it either. He hated himself for feeling what he did for Muraki.
Tsuzuki sat down at his desk, placing his hands behind his head. He stares blankly at the computer screen in front of him, his mind adrift again.
"I am sorry, Hisoka! I don't feel that happiness like you do at Muraki's death. I wish I did. Then it wouldn't hurt so bad."
Muraki's death was still strongly felt, even though it had been over two years since the incident on the Queen Camelia. Memories of Muraki's touches and caresses made him feel wanted and loved. It still gave him shivers through his body.
Abruptly, he snaps out of his daydream. Blinking, he notices a word on the computer screen.
"Katzuaka."
Tsuzuki quickly deletes it.
"Why can't I stop thinking about you?"
Slowly, he types out the name again.
"Katzuaka Muraki."
Typing it over and over again, his fingers tapping harder at the keys. Hard enough to where they start to crack and break the keyboard.
"Get out of my head, damn you!"
His screen goes blank and he notices Tatsumi's reflection behind him.
"Muraki is dead, Tsuzuki-san!"
Tsuzuki clutches his hands into fists not wanting to hear those words. He slams a fist down on the keybroad, cracking it in two.
"I know that! You don't have to keep reminding me of it!" he cried.
"Well, then get over it already!! I've been dealing with this with you for two years. It is time to move on, Tsuzuki-san," Tatsumi said coldly.
The secretary realized his words were harsher then he intended. He could see the pained expression on Tsuzuki's features. The sad puppy dog look he always gives when he is troubled.
Tatsumi sighed. "Look Tsuzuki-san, why don't we get out of here for a bit? I'll take you to my favorite resturtaunt."
Tsuzuki smiles at him forgetting that he was just yelled at.
"Really?"
Tatmui smiles back. "Really! All the cakes and apple pies you can eat."
Tsuzuki's face lights up. What better way to drown his sorrow than in mounds of chocolate and apple pies?
"I'm taking you to the Choya, one of Nagasaki's most popular resturants. And their known for their delicious desserts."
Tsuzuki became jelly as he heard the word "dessert."
"Can I have anything I want, Tatsumi? Anything!?" Tsuzuki's eyes grow wide as he clasps his hands in front of him, a look he knew Tatsumi couldn't resist.
"Anything, Tsuzuki-san."
Tsuzuki grabs Tatsumi's hand almost making the secertary lose his glasses as the joyful Shinigami pulled him out of the building.
"The Choya? I've never been there before. I hope it's good." Tsuzuki laughs at himself foolishly. "HA! Anything with the word dessert in it is bound to be good."
Tatsumi smiles at the childish way Tsuzuki was acting. He always loved that about Tsuzuki. Even at his worst something as small as a dessert brings the Shinigami joy. Nothing could make Tatsumi happier than seeing Tsuzuki happy.
Tatsumi looks at Tsuzuki smile grow even bigger as Tsuzuki grabs firmly onto his hand tighter, his body being pulled by Tsuzuki down the street.
"What better way to get Tsuzuki to forget about Muraki and get him to notice something more important."
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Authors Note: Tatsumi just wants what is best for Tsuzuki and Muraki is not it. He decides to take Tsuzuki out to his favorite resturant, the Choya. All he wants Tsuzuki to do is to forget about Muraki, but what did he mean about noticing something more important?
Chapter Two: Confessions