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Micheal could only stare at the two of them with a kind of abstract shock. These shinigami were barking mad. He supposed it would make sense to Otori, but his tenshi was out cold still. It seemed that Watari's offer was resonable but obviously wouldn't be accepted. Otori would have probably offered the same out of selflessness. It was tempting however to make the offer on his part, there would obviously be an increase in his own personal powers. Since he was already a demon it would be more of a melding of the two personalities rather than one dominating the other. Whoever heard of a possessed demon anyway.

He leaned against the doorframe and regarded them all thoughtfully. There was a time when he would have jumped at that idea. . . but revenge on his master aside, what would be the point? Tsuzuki had after all rejected all of his ideas so far. Micheal decided that he wouldn't volunteer his services and let them in turn solve their own problem. Unless he was asked.

"Useless!" he repeated the word as if it physically hurt. "Useless! What is wrong with you, Warari?!" Tsuzuki all but stomped his foot at the blond.
"I...I can't imagine the office without all those things! If you weren't there, if the lab weren't being blown up, if I went a week without taking a nap on my desk and waking up with 003 living in my paperclip cup or a plate of freshly baked cookies that have been spiked with your potion du jour, it would be miserable! Don't give me your useless talk. Yeah, you could do this, but you wouldn't come out of it. When Saagatanus possessed me, you remember how it was. I just about didn't survive that. It was only by a miracle that I was able to push that demon from myself, and only by virtue of your medical treatment that I survived it, in case you forgot! Maybe you annoy people every now and then, maybe you drive people nuts on occasion. We all do. All that matters is that you're important to a lot of people, especially me. You're my best friend, and, well, I love you, Watari Yutaka." Tsuzuki reached across the back of the couch and pulled the scientist over it, both of them now leaning over Muraki, as he delivered a demure peck on the lips to the mad scientist.
Stepping down from his proverbial soapbox, Tsuzuki grinned a bit, tousling Watari's golden locks.
"So...all this stress has me kinda hungry, ya know. How bout we go into the kitchen and use Jason-kun to make a couple of sandwiches!"
When it boiled down to it, no matter the situation, Tsuzuki was, and always would be, Tsuzuki.

"Muraki wouldn't want me to sacrifice another life to save his, even if you are already dead. You're still alive in one sense, if not by the strict definition of the word. I guarantee that there is a way to do this without costing anybody their very existence." Tsuzuki said simply, making his way to the kitchen.
"Do you have salami? I'm really in the mood for salami..." Tsuzuki called over his shoulder, fumbling through a cabinet before pulling out Jason-kun, Watari's cute little slicing invention. It was a strange looking contraption, but it could cut the thinnest slices of meat and cheese you'd ever hope to layer on a sandwich.
When in doubt, eat.
That had gotten Tsuzuki though a lot in his time. It helped him think, too.

He just had to be right, didn't he. Watari was always right, in the end, in a roundabout sort of way.
Still, it was true. There wasn't much time. At least not enough. Tsuzuki was lucky that he hadn't killed Muraki, or injured him seriously in his attempt to perform that exorcism. To do it again...would be murder.
"But...he could destroy you, Watari. I couldn't...I just..." Tsuzuki cut himself short as he heard a loud gasp come from the living area. Pushing the meal he was about to prepare to the side, he nearly galloped the few steps back to the couch, falling to his knees beside the doctor who was in a disabling amount of pain.
"Watari...help him, please! Do something, anything!" the shinigami begged, forgetting everything when he saw his lover awake and in pain.

"Saki..." Tsuzuki growled, clenching his fists. He couldn't stop the b*****d from hurting Muraki, even now. The best he could do was watch as Watari administered drugs.
When the doctor called his name, though, he responded instantly.
"I'm here, Kazu. It's going to be ok. Just relax. The exorcism failed. I...did all that I could. Gomen." the shinigami kissed Muraki's knuckles, then his forehead, then gently pressed his lips to the doctor's, just as he had Watari's a few moments before.

"Iie, iie, Kazu." Tsuzuki said as he pulled back. "You know I can't do that. I...can't..." he turned his head, squeezing his eyes shut, fighting back tears. Seeing his lover suffering like that, it reminded him of all the agony and pain he had witnessed, and beared, in his so very, very long life.
"W...Watari...I don't know what to do. I'm scared. I'm so scared." he looked up at the blond, completely helpless, and hopeless.

"Oh my god, what do I do?!" the shinigami broke down. He felt so pathetic, so pitiful. To have been hailed as talented and powerful for so many things, he felt as though he were the most useless shinigami to ever come into existence. Perhaps he could understand how Watari felt now...
To have Watari telling him it was ok, that it was the only way...
Then to have Muraki, his lover, reject the idea.
And Tsuzuki, to be placed in the position to choose, do I let my lover perish, my best friend take on an impossible burden he may not live through, or let the demon come into his body, which could withstand the possession...if he didn't slaughter everyone he knew and loved in the process.
Maybe he was strong enough to fight Saki. Maybe, just maybe, they could subdue him until Saki could be destroyed. Tsuzuki could live through the ordeal. He knew he could.
but the risk to everybody else...iie, surely he could do this.
"I can do it. I'm sure I can take the burden. My body will survive, if you can just find a way to keep me down until he's gone."

Amber eyes flashed as Watari's gaze focused on Micheal. "While I appreciate the offer, Micheal-san... putting a demon into another demon's body isn't exactly something I want to do."
There were too many things that could go wrong, after all.
"If Saki is powerful enough to wrest control from you, then your power increases, Saki's power increases, and we have a bigger problem on our hands than before."
He wasn't really going to voice the fact that demons couldn't be trusted. After all, Micheal hadn't done anything TOO bad since the blond shinigami had met him.
But one could never be sure with demons...
Especially with an oddity like Micheal...

Sighing, the scientist turned his attention back to Tsuzuki. "And you're not going to get him exorcised into your body either, Tsuzuki-chan. First off, that's what Saki wants. Secondly, yes your body might survive, but not your mind. I'd rather not drag up painful memories... but you remember your last full out encounter with him in Kyoto... you know what happened then. This time, Bon might not be there to pull you from the flames."

It went without saying that Watari understood Tsuzuki's mental instability. In fact, he was the one, as that basement room burned, who had to snap Tatsumi out of his 'decision' to respect Tsuzuki's want to kill himself!
Selfish feeling or not, Tsuzuki was still with them... and if it hadn't been for one angry scientist... well... shadows may not have pulled out the amethyst-eyed shinigami and his partner in time.
No... Watari didn't want to see Tsuzuki go through that again, let alone explain to Bon and Tatsumi what had happened to their sugar-loving friend.

"Besides, if something goes wrong, I don't have the power to save you, Tsuzuki... nor to destroy you. You, on the other hand, have enough power to do what's necessary to protect the people you love... if Saki is within me instead."