Sensory Recall

This is for EAG\'s Demon TsuzukiHisoka
AngstIntropective Fanfic Challenge.

Sensory Recall



Moving past the window in his bedroom, Hisoka frowned quietly at the sight that greeted him. \'An Aurora.\' He closed his eyes against the sight and shook his head briefly to dispel
the slight uneasiness the sight brought, continuing on his way towards his bathroom.

Closing the door behind him, he slid out of the clothes and turned on theer ber before stepping into the shower and closing the shower door. A soft sigh escaped as the hot water hit him, the steam
billowing up around his lithe frame. He closed his eyes for the moment, just letting the heat wrap around him, the water soaking into his hair, making it stick against his forehead and cheeks.

...give me your body.

Emerald eyes snapped open at the words as they entered his mind and he looked over towards the doorway of the shower, trying to look through the steam to see if anyone was there that might have
spoken the words. He didn\'t see or feel anyone near and shivering silently, he picked up the soap to begin washing.

...your body, ...your life,

He startled at the almost seemingly whispered words, dropping the soap from his hands to the bottom of the shower, among the suds already building around his feet. He still didn\'t see or
sense anything other than himself in the room, but his memory provided him a time and place where there had been someone he couldn\'t sense with him before. He shook his head to get his
mind off the past and suppressed another violent shiver that threatened to make his knees falter and drop him to the floor of the shower to join the soap. \'Nothing is here. *It* is gone.
Dead,\' he reminded himself silently as he bent down to pick the soap up and continue to wash up.

...blood looks so beautiful against your pale skin.

The was a small thud against the floor of the shower as the soap fell from his hands again, he lifted a soapy hand to his face, tracing his fingers down from his forehead down his cheek and then
pulled it away, looking down at it shivering once again as if the water was ice cold instead of steamy hot. He could almost feel the blood running down his face again as he studied the soapy hand,
expecting to see it coated in scarlet, instead of the ivory suds. He could almost smell it, taste it as it ran down over his cheek and then his lips.

The hand was clean gh, gh, the white film of soap leaving under the continuing fall of the water above him. He shuddered once again and wrapped his arms around him, silently wondering why he was
reliving that horrid experience. It hadn\'t bothered him for a while now, he would be perfectly content if it never bothered him again, but he knew that was expecting too much.

He deredered once more in the embrace his own arms provided and tried thinking of something else to calm himself down, inadvertently thinking of Tsuzuki, he remembered the embrace he had taken him in
when he had spoken those words, \'Anything? ...give me your body.\'

< Sil Silently he sank down to his knees beneath the water, which was now merely lukewarm, seeming much more like cooling blood against his skin than it had earlier. A small quiet half-stifled sound
escaped, it sounded nearly like a moan of pain to his ears and perhaps it was, he currently felt like he had just went through the attack again despite the fact that nothing and no one had touched
him.

He wasn\'t sure how long he sat there on his knees just staring distantly at the steamed up door to the shower, mind continuing to cycle through the events of that night, when the shock of ice cold water snapped him out of it and made him shiver for a reason other than rememd fed fear.

Unfolding from his position on the floor of the shower, he turned the water off and opened the door, nerves high-stung, almost expecting to see someone on the other side of the door waiting to pounce
at him as he opened it. Of course, nothing was there except what had been there when he had walked into the shower.

He suppressed another faint shudder and pulled on his robe, belting it around him before opening the bathroom door and moving down the hall towards the kitchen silently, mind occupied.

He stepped into the kitchen and then froze at the sight of blood on the counter and the large knife laying not so far from it, emerald eyes widening as a small whimper escaped.

\"Hisoka?\"

The voice startled him and he flinched before looking back towards the source, one very confused and concerned Tsuzuki, holding a rag in one hand.

\"Gomen ne about the mess, I was trying to make us dinner and I ..ano.. missed the chicken.. I was looking for a rag to clean it up with. Are you alright, Hisoka?\"

It was too much too deal with after his ordeal in the shower his mind and body decided, and he promptly fainted in the doorway of the kitchen, startling the hell out of his partner as the older man
rushed forwards to catch him before he hit the unforgiving wooden floor.