Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Alternate Universe ❯ Nagasaki Pt. 2 ( Chapter 2 )

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Alternate Universe

  Chapter 2   Hisoka clutched his head as a headache came on. Even after sleeping last night of a hangover it seemed to still be present. He groaned in mental pain.   “What a beautiful day, ne bouya?” Muraki’s taunting voice jammed through his induced haze. He glared once at the platinum-haired man before shutting his eyes completely. A few seconds later he felt something cool touching his forehead. He looked up to see the other shinigami holding an ice pack on his head. He muttered thanks and took the place of the hand. Hisoka shakily stood up as his headache began to settle. He began to follow the platinum haired shinigami. He didn’t know where they were going just that he was following.   Muraki glanced back a few times to see the kid following him. Just like he predicted. He led them in front of a TV broadcasting station. The teen looked up wondering what they were doing there.   “A broadcasting station?” Hisoka asked.   “Our suspect is in there,” Muraki answered taking out a photo and tossing it to the blond. Hisoka examined the picture looking slightly surprised.   “Maria Wong?”   “Yes. Lets go.”   They disappeared into the massive building.   @@@@@@@@@@@@@   They walked around the building invisible. They reached the required floor reappearing before looking around for the singer’s room. Muraki calmly sauntered over to the door and opened it slightly before letting the light fall in. It was almost dark had it not been the light from the hallway.   “Can I help you gentlemen?” Maria’s voice came from behind them. The two shinigami turned around to glance at her. She was pretty normal. Of course the person next to you might as well be your enemy. Hisoka sensed no malice yet there was one lingering somewhere in the background. Someone else was there too. “Please come in. I’m sure you came to see me ne?” she said before going inside and closing the door after them. They sat in the couch provided. Hisoka stayed a distance away from the other shinigami. That was very understandable.   Maria poured them each a cup of tea.   “Is there something else?” she asked nicely. She is the host.   “Of course. Where’s your manager?” Muraki asked calmly drinking his cup of tea. He noticed that Hisoka never touched his. The kid looked at it like it had poison. Most likely it does. Maria noticed.   “You do not like tea?” She asked Hisoka to avoid the real question at hand.   “I’m not thirsty,” Hisoka responded coldly as his usual self. He did notice something strange about his cup of tea. He picked it up from catching her thoughts. Plus he was paranoid with another person besides the three of them in the room. Sinister intent was at play.   “Do you know where he is?” Muraki asked one more time. He was getting impatient.   “I’m right here doctor. It’s been awhile.” Came Tsuzuki’s voice from behind a curtain. He walked towards them and sat in the seat nearest to Hisoka who tried not to show that he was slowing inching his way towards the middle. He didn’t like the lustful yet very happy, giddy look he was getting from the violet-eyed man. He didn’t look that much of a girl did he? He stiffened as he was pulled back and was leaning against someone’s chest. His eyes caught sight of white and immediately knew who it was. The ‘doctor’ held no place for struggling so he was forced to stay there.   “Who’s this Muraki-sensei? Your new patient?” Tsuzuki asked acting like a complete good guy. He did look the part and had the personality with it, compared to Muraki… Eh? They both are evildoers anyways. Well until Muraki was sentenced to probation. He was forced to work in the shinigami business.   “Yes Tsuzuki-san, just today, his parents sent him to me after three years in the hospital of a high fever,” Muraki responded knowing full well what happened. Hisoka stayed still not knowing how the doctor even got a hold of that information. He was told it was all a secret sides Tatsumi and Konoe. “It seems we have to get going. Nice to meet you Maria and nice to see you again Tsuzuki-san. We have to leave.” Muraki stated dragging Hisoka gently out of there.   “Well Maria what do you think?” Tsuzuki asked while taking a sip of the tea that was supposed to be for Hisoka, who smartly didn’t take the bait. Nothing could harm Tsuzuki anyways; his body was virtually indestructible.   “I like him. Though I wish he did drink the tea, it would’ve been much more easier.” She stated sighing in fake sadness.   “Aw, don’t be so gloom Maria. C’mon let’s go eat some cake, my treat.” Tsuzuki said catching her hand and taking them to the street.   “Tsuzuki-san, you and your sweet tooth. But what about the boy?”   “Oh don’t worry about that Maria. Muraki will do all the work for us without even knowing it.” She sighed.   “Lazy as ever.”   @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@   It was briefing time. Tatsumi gave small talk about the case. Maria Wong was already dead. She was more like a zombie in control of herself. Seeing as how the beckoner let her talk of her own free will. That was why they couldn’t pin the violet-eyed shikigami controller for anything these past few years.   Hisoka was tired of this seeing how everyone was just talking and having a good time eating. He stood up and walked towards the door. It was silent and nerving feeling everyone’s eyes on him.   “Bouya, where are you going?” Muraki asked.   “No where.” Hisoka responded exiting the room.   Muraki’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.   @@@@@@@@@@@@   Tatsumi glanced once at the door as Muraki left a few moments later after Kurosaki-kun did. As much as he didn’t like that partnership he couldn’t disagree as the orders were from above. He turned to Konoe.   “Konoe, I don’t think it was such a good idea pairing Kurosaki-kun with him,” Tatsumi voiced out.   “Yes, I don’t like it either but we have to follow orders. But keep an eye on them incase he tries something.”   @@@@@@@@@@@@   Hisoka looked around. His footsteps feather weight as he made his way to the library of records. Usually he’d just go and read a book but there was something he needed to find out for himself. Some personal information. He was greeted with two UFCs when he entered. They said his name in unison.   “Hisoka-san,” they said. Hisoka just stared in mild surprise and confusion.   “Oh, this is my twin brother, Gushoshin,” the one in blue stated.   “Twins?”   @@@@@@@@@@@   Muraki casually walked around the bureau. He was looking for his partner. He knew in the depths of his mind that the kid had no intention of going back to wherever he stayed. It was plainly obvious. Using his ‘connection’ with the boy his body was leading him towards the library. And that’s where he’ll go.   @@@@@@@@@@   Hisoka walked along the hallway towards the bureau’s restricted section. It seemed pretty long as he took short strides to the door. Though he wasn’t thinking about it. Finally he reached his destination and grasped the doorknob. Before he could turn it he gasped in pain clutching his hands on his temples.   Images of that night flashed through his head. The stabbing of the woman, the shaded red scenery from the moon, and being chased and pushed to the ground. He recoiled a bit and leaned himself on the wall and made another vein attempt to open the door again even with this headache.   “Thought I might find you here,” came Muraki’s voice. Hisoka turned around and shielded his emotions and leaned against the door for support after the nasty after images of his prolonging death. He could hear the other man’s footsteps coming closer. “This doesn’t seem like nowhere.” Muraki finished as he placed his hands on either side of Hisoka’s face blocking any means of escape. Hisoka glanced up looking at the man’s silver eye noting that it was familiar. The other was covered by bangs. He could feel the darkness seeping through his mind like a plague. It was threatening to take over his mind slipping him into oblivion but it didn’t happen no matter how much he craved it. The pain, he couldn’t take.   “You shouldn’t be here bouya. Just like you to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.”   TBC-   BLK Angel of Destruction: That seemed like a good place to stop. I hope that satisfies you readers. I just hope that I didn’t ruin your interests yet.   Review! No Flames!!!!!!!!! C+C appreciated!