Cordially Invited
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Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
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1,986
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1
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
What to Wear?
Chapter One: What to Wear?
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Tatsumi walked into the Great Hall of Hades sipping on his tea looking over some debts that were owned to the company.
"This is just ridiculous. How could we be in such a debt?"
Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind go past him and swore he just heard it say something like party.
The secretary stopped and repeated the word.
"Par..ty?"
"YES! PARTY!!"
The frightened secretary spilled his tea all over himself and dropped the papers,
scattering them all over. Again he felt a gust of wind, leaving him somewhat disheveled and lost in thought. His face turned to anger as he finally realized who it was.
"WATARI!!"
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Watari entered the lounge seeing Tsuzuki and Hisoka going at it over the last doughnut.
"Oh, but that one has crème filling in it!"
The purple-eyed shinigami gave his partner a sad puppy dog look, hoping Hisoka will give in and allow him to have the doughnut.
"I don't care! You already had ten! You're not getting the last one! And don‘t play that puppy dog look at me. It's not going to happen!" the teenager huffed.
Tsuzuki angry at Hisoka's waving his finger at him retorted, "Hisoka! You're being unfair!"
"I'm being unfair?! You're the one that ate all the doughnuts but two. This one is mine!" the boy hollered back.
The brunette Shinigami watched in despair as the boy popped one into his mouth. Tsuzuki sighed sadly looking down. "That was the best one, too," he pouted.
Watari shouted, interrupting there little fight.
"I have great news! We're going to a party!"
They look at him. "A party?"
Watari raised a finger. "Not just any party. A costume party!"
They looked at each other. "A costume party?"
Watari, annoyed now, screams at them both.
"Yes! Didn't I just say that!"
Tsuzuki eyes light up like bright stars. "Oh, Watari! It sounds like so much fun. Who else is going?"
Watari tapped his lip.
"Well, I haven’t thought about that. You guys are going, right?"
Tsuzuki grabbed ahold of Hisoka thoroughly excited. "Of course we are"
Hisoka could feel the over-excited Shinigami emotion and could do nothing but smile and laugh.
He pushed away from the guardian and folded his arms. "You did that on purpose!"
Tsuzuki folded his arms now and turned his back on the agitated teenager, his nose in the air.
"It serves you right for taking that doughnut. Hmph."
Turning around, he tapped the green-eyed boy's nose, and looked at Watari.
"What about Tatsumi? Is he coming?"
"Am I coming where?” the secretary walked in, looking frustrated and cross. He looked over at Watari wiping his tea-stained shirt.
"I should say, Watari, that running in the hallway is strictly prohibited.
And what is this about a party?"
Watari smiled.
"Yes, didn’t you hear me when I passed you?" he asked.
Tatsumi pulled his glasses up to the bridge of his nose.
"Clearly."
Tsuzuki interrupts looking toward Tatsumi.
"You're coming, right?"
"Unfortunately, I am not, Tsuzuki. I have no time for petty parties when this department is on the verge of bankruptcy," the secretary sniffed.
Watari moved slightly away from the secretary, fixing his own glasses up to the bridge of his nose, mocking the secretary.
"Well, you really don’t have a choice," the blonde calmly replied.
Tatsumi eyed the golden-haired man curiously.
"And why is that, Watari?"
Watari smiled, fixing his shirt.
"Because I already told Chief Kanoe that you were going and he agreed. He said it would do you some good to get out of the office for a bit. He even threatened to dock your pay if you refused."
Tatsumi was a verge of shadows as he looked at Watari. "Fine. I will go to your party. But I will not say I will like it."
Watari, ecstatic, jumps up and down
"Oh, this is going to be great! Let's go shopping!"
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The store was large and filled with costumes for any occasion.
Watari and Tsuzuki's eyes water. They were in heaven. Like two school boys they run madly into the store, looking over the large selection before them.
The other two Shinigamis roll their eyes, sighing deeply.
"What does this costume party require anyway?" Tatsumi asked.
Watari drooled over the owl costume smiling innocently at Tatsumi.
"A mask of some sort and well..."
The scientist is interrupted by Tsuzuki calling over to him.
"Oh, Tatsumi! You would just look stunning in this," the brunette offered.
He brought over a long dress covered with feathers and high heeled pumps to match.
"And what, pray tell, do you get the idea that I am going to wear this?" the secretary demanded.
Tsuzuki looked at him knowingly.
"Come on, Tatsumi. It's for fun. Besides you would look hot in it!" Tsuzuki laughed.
Hisoka walked over bringing four suits and four different colored masks.
"The party is a little to fancy for that, Tsuzuki. Am I right, WatariW I think this is a better choice for us."
Watari sadly put the owl costume back. "True. It did say it was at the Huniaha Manson in Kryoto. Perhaps my dreams of being an owl will just have to wait," he sighed.
They all looked at Watari.
"What? Look at the costume you picked for Tatsumi, Tsuzuki! Don't say yours is any better!"
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Chapter Two: A Invitation to Die For
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Tatsumi walked into the Great Hall of Hades sipping on his tea looking over some debts that were owned to the company.
"This is just ridiculous. How could we be in such a debt?"
Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind go past him and swore he just heard it say something like party.
The secretary stopped and repeated the word.
"Par..ty?"
"YES! PARTY!!"
The frightened secretary spilled his tea all over himself and dropped the papers,
scattering them all over. Again he felt a gust of wind, leaving him somewhat disheveled and lost in thought. His face turned to anger as he finally realized who it was.
"WATARI!!"
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Watari entered the lounge seeing Tsuzuki and Hisoka going at it over the last doughnut.
"Oh, but that one has crème filling in it!"
The purple-eyed shinigami gave his partner a sad puppy dog look, hoping Hisoka will give in and allow him to have the doughnut.
"I don't care! You already had ten! You're not getting the last one! And don‘t play that puppy dog look at me. It's not going to happen!" the teenager huffed.
Tsuzuki angry at Hisoka's waving his finger at him retorted, "Hisoka! You're being unfair!"
"I'm being unfair?! You're the one that ate all the doughnuts but two. This one is mine!" the boy hollered back.
The brunette Shinigami watched in despair as the boy popped one into his mouth. Tsuzuki sighed sadly looking down. "That was the best one, too," he pouted.
Watari shouted, interrupting there little fight.
"I have great news! We're going to a party!"
They look at him. "A party?"
Watari raised a finger. "Not just any party. A costume party!"
They looked at each other. "A costume party?"
Watari, annoyed now, screams at them both.
"Yes! Didn't I just say that!"
Tsuzuki eyes light up like bright stars. "Oh, Watari! It sounds like so much fun. Who else is going?"
Watari tapped his lip.
"Well, I haven’t thought about that. You guys are going, right?"
Tsuzuki grabbed ahold of Hisoka thoroughly excited. "Of course we are"
Hisoka could feel the over-excited Shinigami emotion and could do nothing but smile and laugh.
He pushed away from the guardian and folded his arms. "You did that on purpose!"
Tsuzuki folded his arms now and turned his back on the agitated teenager, his nose in the air.
"It serves you right for taking that doughnut. Hmph."
Turning around, he tapped the green-eyed boy's nose, and looked at Watari.
"What about Tatsumi? Is he coming?"
"Am I coming where?” the secretary walked in, looking frustrated and cross. He looked over at Watari wiping his tea-stained shirt.
"I should say, Watari, that running in the hallway is strictly prohibited.
And what is this about a party?"
Watari smiled.
"Yes, didn’t you hear me when I passed you?" he asked.
Tatsumi pulled his glasses up to the bridge of his nose.
"Clearly."
Tsuzuki interrupts looking toward Tatsumi.
"You're coming, right?"
"Unfortunately, I am not, Tsuzuki. I have no time for petty parties when this department is on the verge of bankruptcy," the secretary sniffed.
Watari moved slightly away from the secretary, fixing his own glasses up to the bridge of his nose, mocking the secretary.
"Well, you really don’t have a choice," the blonde calmly replied.
Tatsumi eyed the golden-haired man curiously.
"And why is that, Watari?"
Watari smiled, fixing his shirt.
"Because I already told Chief Kanoe that you were going and he agreed. He said it would do you some good to get out of the office for a bit. He even threatened to dock your pay if you refused."
Tatsumi was a verge of shadows as he looked at Watari. "Fine. I will go to your party. But I will not say I will like it."
Watari, ecstatic, jumps up and down
"Oh, this is going to be great! Let's go shopping!"
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The store was large and filled with costumes for any occasion.
Watari and Tsuzuki's eyes water. They were in heaven. Like two school boys they run madly into the store, looking over the large selection before them.
The other two Shinigamis roll their eyes, sighing deeply.
"What does this costume party require anyway?" Tatsumi asked.
Watari drooled over the owl costume smiling innocently at Tatsumi.
"A mask of some sort and well..."
The scientist is interrupted by Tsuzuki calling over to him.
"Oh, Tatsumi! You would just look stunning in this," the brunette offered.
He brought over a long dress covered with feathers and high heeled pumps to match.
"And what, pray tell, do you get the idea that I am going to wear this?" the secretary demanded.
Tsuzuki looked at him knowingly.
"Come on, Tatsumi. It's for fun. Besides you would look hot in it!" Tsuzuki laughed.
Hisoka walked over bringing four suits and four different colored masks.
"The party is a little to fancy for that, Tsuzuki. Am I right, WatariW I think this is a better choice for us."
Watari sadly put the owl costume back. "True. It did say it was at the Huniaha Manson in Kryoto. Perhaps my dreams of being an owl will just have to wait," he sighed.
They all looked at Watari.
"What? Look at the costume you picked for Tatsumi, Tsuzuki! Don't say yours is any better!"
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Chapter Two: A Invitation to Die For