More than Words

A/N: Hi I am back after months long of silence (bow) sorry... I was going to continue for degree after my studies went on hold for a year. So here is the latest chpt enjoy.

Chapter 3

Heavy eyelids forced itself open when he felt something wet and cool glide against the skin of his forehead. After emptying his stomach a while ago, his head had continued to spin and collapsed once again but he had not been unconscious. He vaguely heard everything that went on around him. From Tsuzuki's frantic calls to Watari's fusing. He even heard Yuma's and Saya's voice not so long ago but they seemed to have been chased out by Tatsumi.

“Hisoka...... Hisoka? Are you feeling better?” Tsuzuki's warm voice floated to his ear, laced with concern.

Hisoka's eyelids felt lighter and lighter as he blink them away. The spinning had gradually died down and his vision cleared. Finally, he could see only one brunette before him whose eyebrows creased together in a worrisome manner.


“Better?”


His partner asks again and all Hisoka could do was nod lightly in respond, unconsciously leaning against the comforting feeling of the older man's palm by his cheek, savouring it. He missed it. He missed it so much he didn't care if Tsuzuki is going to think strangely of him.

The brunette smiled at the gesture. If he were to tell Hisoka that he looks so adorable now the younger man would most probably blow his top. He caressed the flushed cheek for a moment longer as his amethyst eyes took notice of the changes in his younger partner. The blond is incapable of physically growing thats for sure (unless Watari slipped his potion into the poor boy's food again) but there is just something about Hisoka that is giving the impression of a person more mature than the usual 16 year old everybody used to know. Is he being too sensitive?


“Tsusuki?” came the whisper.


“Hmm?” The large hand weaved itself into the soft and silky honey strands, combing it away from the small face.

“I'm-”


Growl~


“-hungry” Hisoka's cheeks darken even more when Tsuzuki laughed heartily.



The door opened and Watari brought in a tray with a hot steaming mug of coffee and a plate of petit pastries. “Bon! I brought you some food. Don't worry the pastries are not so sweet” He assured..


Tsuzuki helped the boy up to sit, tucking another pillow behind. Hisoka scooted backwards a little to lean against fluffy thing before accepting the tray gratefully and settled it on his lap. The boy happily down the hot liquid feeling much satisfaction as it warms his tummy. A slim hand took a piece of danish pastry with strawberry jam and bite into it. He can't help but allow a satisfactory moan escape him. He missed this.

After finishing the pastry in a few bites Hisoka moved on to the next one. Realizing that he had forgotten to offer his other two colleagues he stopped mid way and turned to them.


“Sorry have you all had-..........um.... Is there something wrong?” He asked when he saw Tsuzuki and Watari looked at him strangely.


Oh nothing is wrong at all. Its just that you looked so seductive eating that pastry.... And that moan hmmm.... it makes me want to kiss your tantalizing lips till its all swollen and panting for -


“You look a little warm, are you okay Tsuzuki? Oh no. Did I pass something to you?... Watari I think you better give me a full check up I don't want to be passing anything dangerous to everyone else” Hisoka said thoughtfully. He wouldn't be surprised with the place he had been and the things he had been doing. Taking his hand away from his partner's forehead, he move to get off the bed but was stopped by the other blond.


The scientist chuckled, glancing sneakily at the other man beside the bed who still seems to be awe-struck. “Don't worry. I had run some health check when you were unconscious and I am certain you are not carry anything contagious. If you do, it'll most probably effect only one person”

“O-ok” The boy though not really understanding what the other meant, settled back onto the bed.


Tsuzuki got a light smack on his arm from Watari, bringing him back to reality. “Huh? Oh sorry um.... do you want to take a shower after this? I'll go get a towel and some clean clothes”


At that, the scientist inwardly jump for joy when a teasing idea came to mind. “Thats ok. I'll go get them. Why don't you help bon to the bathroom after he is done. I'll be back shortly.... Tsuzuki, doctor's orders, do not leave bon alone. Bathe him”


The brunette's eyes went wide. “W-wai-”


The doors closed and the two partners are once again alone in the room. Hisoka felt his cheeks heat up. It is going to be so embarrassing the boy thought as he took another piece of pastry.




“Soka pass me your clothes after your rid of them”


Hisoka nodded and closed the door. Slim fingers unbutton the shirt one by one. 'The shirt is so big' the boy thought. His breath hitched when realization dawned upon him. They are definitely not his. He was practically swimming in it! He quickly shrugged the entire shirt off and held it in front of him to see. Whose are they? It doesn't matter. What mattered was, who changed his clothes?!

A knock came on the door and startled him.


“Hisoka are you ready?”


“U-um.. just a minute!” The blond dump the shirt beside the sink and proceed to remove his pants. He bundled them together and open the door wide enough to pass his partner the soiled clothes. Hisoka wrapped a smaller towel around his waist, knotting it tightly on the side. “Ok!”


“I'm coming in” Tsuzuki opened the door and walked in with a larger piece of towel. He hung it by the wall and motioned for his younger partner to sit down on the stool while he grab the bottle of shower gel beside the sink. Then he sat down on another stool behind Hisoka. Flipping open its cap, he poured a good amount on the damp sponge in his other hand desperately trying to stop his already shaking hands from becoming worse. Hisoka is only a towel away from being considered as what you call 'naked' (You have no idea).




Hisoka stepped out of the bathroom fully clothed with what Watari had brought for him; more of the scientists old clothes. He didn't understand why the older blond had not gone over to his apartment and just get his clothes? This shirt is sliding off his shoulder ever V neck shirt for the umpteen time before giving up. Argh! Fine. He'll just put up with it until he can get back home and change.


Tsuzuki on the other hand was staring right at the temptingly exposed skin. He swore Watari is out to tease him. He was thankful enough that he managed to lather the soap over the wet creamy skin without dropping the sponge more than ten times. But now his legs seem to turn jelly.

Best to sit down. Yeah.


The younger shinigami walked over to Tsuzuki. “Where is Watari?”


“He left to tell Tatsumi and Chief that your awake” Tsuzuki smiled.


“Oh”


After that the boy fell silent; eyes looking everywhere but him while the fingers played with the sleeves. The boy is nervous he could tell. Amethyst eyes remained on Hisoka as the youth moved to sit beside him, waiting for the boy to say something. Explain about his sudden disappearance.


But he said nothing.


Many questions had been plaguing Tsuzuki's mind for a long time. Ever since he read Hisoka's letter. But now which he should ask first?


Determined to make Hisoka spill the beans, Tsuzuki finally broke the silence and voiced his question. “Soka, wh-


The door creaked open.

“Hisoka?” Watari walked in “ Are you feeling better now?” Receiving a nod from the boy, he smiled. He noticed the unusual threatening vibe he's getting from Tsuzuki. He cocked an eyebrow. 'What?' he mouth silently.


Tsuzuki mearly grunted and face the opposite direction.

Watari decided to ignore that and turn his attention to Hisoka once again. “I met Tatsumi on the way back. He said that Chef would like to see you by today if you're up for it”


The blond seems to give it a thought and finally nodded. “Okay. I'll be there in a moment”


“I need to collect something at my lab. See you at the meeting room”


The scientist left and Hisoka moved to get up. Noticing his partner's lack of reaction he ask “You're not coming?”. He wanted Tsuzuki to accompany him.


“I am” The man replied with a smile and Hisoka's spirit lifted. The boy was afraid that Tsuzuki is totally livid with his sudden departure and decided to give him the 'I-am-angry-and-I-don't-want-to- have-anything-to-do-with-you' treatment. The youth went to collect his bag on the table beside the bed before leaving.


As he reached the door he felt something snake around his waist. He gave an audible squeak as he was lifted up into the air and squished against a strong chest. “What are you doing?!” He flail his arms, feeling heat rising up to his cheeks.


“Carrying you” Tsuzuki said nonchalantly as he open the door and kicked it open.


“W-why? I can walk perfectly fine. Please put me down its embarrassing” Despite saying that, his hands had wounded itself around his partner's neck for support. Traitor.

“You're still weak. I don't want you to move about too much until you have completely recovered and thats final” He quickly added, stopping all protests coming his way.


Satisfied, Tsuzuki continued walking until they reach Chief Konoe's office, not minding the looks other people are giving them. Hisoka on the other hand, had curled into the older man's chest. The honey blond locks had hidden his most of his face but Tsuzuki can still make out the pinkish coloured ears that peak out in between them. It is very very cute indeed. If the brunette had done this a long time ago, Hisoka would have outright smack him, yelled at him, and throw his tantrum. But now all the boy did was stare back at him with his large emerald orbs, speechless when Tsuzuki place an unexpected kiss atop the his head.


“We're here” The brunette said. Only then had Hisoka realised that they have reached the door to their usual meeting room. Blushing once again, he let go of Tsuzuki as he was lowered down. He knocked onto the door. 'Come in' came a muffled reply.


Hisoka opened the door and bowed respectfully at Chief Kone before seating himself on one of the chairs surrounding the large table. Tsuzuki closed the door and took the seat beside him.


“How are you feeling Hisoka-kun?” Chief Konoe asks.


“Better” He gave a smile.


“Thats good. I'm sorry that I have asked to see you immediately. We decided to take down the details as soon as possible so that Watari would know what he is dealing with, incase....” He pause momentarily as if choosing his words “...something happens”

Tsuzuki felt chills. “Something happens?” The brunette looked at his partner worriedly. Before he could ask further, Chief Konoe cut in.


“Hisoka, I understand that you have requested privacy when you left for the self- improvement training. Reason being, you wanted to assist your partner better in future assignments. And with that, we have given you full access to the spell books and Fuda magic without question in return that you will report in necessary detail to what you have been doing, and your progresses. We have never allowed any of our shinigami-es to do such training solo because it is dangerous. So please don't leave any information behind. This is for your safety”


The Hisoka looked at his boss for a moment. Contemplating everything. “You kind of knew what I have been doing haven't you?”


“From the books that you have taken with you and the brief report Watari did when he gave you a check up, yes I think I do. But I'd rather hear more from you”


Tsuzuki is feeling more uncomfortable now. His patience is running thin and when the hell is Tatsumi and Watari coming?!

Just in time they both arrived. Looking rather ruffled. Tsuzuki shot them a knowing look.


Hisoka noticed it too.


“Sorry, we um got caught up with something” Watari closed the door after Tatsumi.


“CoughYeahRightCough”


Tsuzuki received a a glare from the secretary who is unusually sporting a reddish hue on his cheeks.


Hisoka suppressed a laugh. He will have to confirm with Tsuzuki later.


“Well then, shall we begin?” Chief Konoe ask.


The young shinigami nodded. Hisoka opened his bag and took out the spell books and papers with his scribbles on it. He laid them on the table, arranging them.


But one particular article caught everyone's eye.


The Grim Reaper's Scythe.




End Of chapt 3


A/N: Weee~~ I feel bad for stopping there.Heh heh... anyway I hope this story is still appealing to you all. Read and Review please~~ no flames. More will be revealed in the next chapt ne~~