True Feelings

Well, I have nothing to say about my very very late update. I just lost alot of interest in this story. i'll still continue it until it is over, hopefully.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

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Hisoka sat on the balcony on the second floor of Saya and Yuma’s house. Their house wasn’t that big in size. The downstairs housed the kitchen, dining room, and the living room while upstairs held two bathrooms, three bedrooms. The bed room where he slept, across the hall from Saya and Yuma’s, had a balcony. He dangled his legs over the side and looked forward into the trees. It had already turned night but there was no moon or stars to light up the sky. The boy closed his eyes listening to the soft rustle of leaves and owls hoot into the darkness.

' Where are you Tsuzuki?', he thought. It had been three days since Muraki had abducted him. According to Tatsumi, Meifu was doing everything in their power to find Tsuzuki and bring him back. He wanted to see the goofy smile on his partner’s face and assure him that everything was fine.

Hisoka wanted everything to be back to normal; he hated living with the girls. They didn’t smother him with hugs nor did they show him dresses he would look cute in. The girls made him food to eat every night and bought plenty of books for him to read. It was just so odd for him to live there. He would get frustrated with them if they spoke of being happier; that was one thing he would never be.

The young shinigami swung his legs back over the side and headed in. As he reached for the handle of the door a burst of shearing hot pain shot up his spine, bringing him to his knees. The curse that his killer had come to life immobilizing him. Dark images of Tsuzuki began to play in front of his emerald eyes. In his head he could feel all of his partner’s emotions; happiness, sadness, pain and pleasure.

Tears began to fall down his face as the pain intensified. The last image Hisoka saw was Muraki standing behind Tsuzuki as he faded into unconsciousness.

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Saya and Yuma came home after work with some food for dinner and a book for the empath to read. Walking into the kitchen placing the food on the table Saya called out for Hisoka. Receiving no answer the green eyed girl looked up the stairs that lead to the second floor.
“ Hey Yuma, where do you think Hisoka got to? He can’t be he upstairs lights are off.”

They searched around the house hoping to find him but the empath wasn’t anywhere to be found. the only place left was his room but the light was off. Hisoka would often wonder up to his room but he left the door open. He always had the door open, even as he when to bed. The girls found this odd but never questioned his reason behind it.

“ Well, all that is left is Hisoka’s room.”, said Saya. Both girls met at the base of the stairs and looked up them. Yuma started to walk up them slowly waiting for Saya to catch up with her. There was an eerie silence as they walked up the stairs.

They stood in front of Hisoka’s door and the green eyed shinigami knocked on the door lightly.

“ Hisoka...are you in there?”

Hearing no answer the other girl opened the door slowly. There was nolight to be found in the room. The balcony doors were shut and curtains drawn. The short haired shinigami turned the light on in the room; nothing seemed out of place.

“ The only other place he could be is out on the balcony unless he left the house”, Saya stated.

“ There is only one way to find out.”, Yuma said as she opened the door. The girl’s opened the door and gasped at what they saw.

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Thanks for the review sabs never thought there was new people still reading this story.

R&R hope you like the cliffy. I swear I'll update soon so you kind find out what happens next.