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 Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:38 pm
((Hehehehe, arigatou!))
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Muraki smiled darkly, "In my haste... I made a contract with Saki." the doctor spoke, his voice quiet. "I give him a body, and soon construct a new one for him to inhabit... and he would return my life."
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"Of course." the teen replied softly. "Why wouldn't I?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:44 pm
"....Give him a body?" He inhales sharply, pale. Wondering if his friend is implying what he believes he is.
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"You haven't known me that long, really..." He smiles. "But it's nice."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:49 pm
"Hai." Muraki replied, his gaze locked on Oriya. "I had no body at my disposal... so I gave him my own." he laughed softly, leaning back in his chair and looking up at the ceiling. "I told you I was going mad... but you didn't believe me."
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But Kazutaka shook his head, "Doesn't matter." he whispered softly. "You're the only person in this entire world who has my trust."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 9:55 pm
Hisoka finished the song.
That song was still sad.
He laid back on the bed closing his eyes.
Apparently he could stood play well.
Even after years of not playing.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:13 pm
"That isn't going mad. That is madness," he whispers softly. Swallowing a little. "Sensei, this is impossible."
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He smiles... then inhales, drawing back. "Are you ready to go home?"
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Tsuzuki sighs... standing when the song is done. Maybe... maybe things will be better if he talks to Watari. Watari is usually sympathetic. He dissapears, going to the other's lab, knocking on the door.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:21 pm
"And the existance of shinigami isn't?" Muraki asked with a slight smirk, staring at Oriya. "The fact that I lived through that fire, nearly unharmed, isn't?"
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Muraki frowned slightly.
He'd actually enjoyed the close contact.
"I suppose... Especially if we're going to celebrate."
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Meanwhile, back in the lab...
Watari was frowning over a beaker that had turned an interesting shade of magenta.
He didn't notice the door, until 003 started pulling at his hair from the shoulder.
"Wakatta..." the scientist spoke, before shouting. "Come in!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:29 pm
"Not the same thing. Sensei..." he shakes his head a little. "This will backfire. More than Inoue-san already has."
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He was enjoying it too... but he's realizing how dangerous this can be. Reaching to brush Muraki's hair back a little. "You look dissapointed.."
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Tsuzuki lets himself in, carefully, having had one too many unpleasant surprises when going into Watari's lab. "Watari?" Suddenly feeling like just having a good long cry, he takes a deep breath, steeling himself. "Can we talk?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:34 pm
"Why do you think I tried to distance myself?" Muraki whispered, his gaze going back to focus on things outside the window. "I didn't want you hurt, Oriya-kun... Saki would destroy you, we both know this."
It was, after all, what Muraki had always feared.
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The teen laughed, "I was comfortable." he replied honestly, releasing the pieces of Oriya's hair.
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At the mere sound of his name, the scientist turned.
He could tell just by Tsuzuki's tone.
"Tsuzuki-chan... what happened?" Watari asked, offering the elder shinigami a seat on the small bench-like sofa which adorned one wall of the lab.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:39 pm
"He has more of a vested interest in destroying you, sensei. He never focused his attentions on me, I don't knwo why he'd start now."
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"I think we can be more comfortable at home." He smiles, taking his hand gently. Really, they do look like lovers.
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He drops down on it, sighing softly. "... Hijiri-kun is dead."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:49 pm
"I never told you..." Muraki whispered, closing his eyes. "All the things I did for him... with him... all my sins... I did to keep him from you." the doctor confessed. "Night after night, when I saw him... when I returned home and I saw his wretched face... he would tell me that if I didn't do what he asked... he would kill you. Rip you limb from limb right before my eyes..."
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Nodding, Muraki let Oriya help him to stand. "Then let's head home. We have a celebration after all." he smiled.
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For a long time, Watari couldn't come up with anything to say.
"Tsuzuki-chan..." the scientist whispered, reaching a hand out to place on the elder shinigami's shoulder. "What happened? Surely he... how, Tsuzuki-chan?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 10:56 pm
He just goes pale, swallowing. "Sensei.... you idiot." A hoarse whisper, his throat feeling closed up and raw at the same time. "You said you trusted me.."
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"We do." He smiles, helping him up. Standing close to him with a hand lightly on his arm as they start walking.
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"Muraki's latest toy... and we knew he was in danger, but Hisoka insisted on waiting to go in because Hijiri might [illearn something and when we got there... Watari, his hands were just gone." His words coming out in nearly a jumble, kind of confused.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 11:03 pm
"I've always trusted you." Muraki replied, standing from the chair and moving to stand near Oriya's side. He reached out, taking his friend's hand in his own. "Always... And to keep that trust, to keep from losing you... I gave Saki everything he wanted until the day he died."
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It was as if Muraki didn't even take notice of the kind and gentle actions. "Sake... and what to eat, ne?" he asked curiously.
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"He was gathering information for the Inoue case... wasn't he?" Watari whispered.
The scientist had to fight back his own tears.
Minase Hijiri had been quite the kid, and Watari was relieved when he lived through the Devil's Trill incident.
But now...
"But... it's not like Bon to wait..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 11:08 pm
He just doesn't answer. Hand limp in Muraki's. He's.. reeling from all of this. It's also a betrayal to him, that Muraki didn't trust him enough to take care of them both. He could have. And he thought he did.
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"What would you like?" Softly, still very close to him, smiling. "Wasn't dinner enough?"
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He nods slowly, biting his lip a bit, resting his head in one hand. "I don't know why he insisted, but... goddamnit. I can't even look at him right now..."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 11:28 pm
For a moment, Muraki contemplates leaving Oriya to his thoughts.
But he had promised to remain.
"Oriya-kun..." the doctor whispered, his voice taking on the tone he had used as a young teen. "I never wanted to see you hurt like I was."
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"We need dessert, silly." Muraki replied with a smile, placing a hand over Oriya's own hand on his arm.
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Watari frowned, but then smiled softly. "I'm sure Bon didn't mean for something like this to happen, Tsuzuki-chan."
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 11:35 pm
"You didn't trust me to take care of you or myself." He keeps his eyes averted, feeling almost.. hollow. "And I thought you did."
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"I don't really cook desserts well... shall we pick something up on the way?" He grins a little, enjoying the warmth of the other's hand.
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"I didn't think he did... It's just he--" He cuts himself off, clenching his jaw. He doesn't honestly believe this happened from Hisoka's jealousy, in fact the thought hadn't occured until now. "I'm just tired of no one taking me seriously. Tatsumi-san too... they all act as if I don't take this job seriously." When the truth is that Tsuzuki goofs off so much because otherwise he'd probably be super-depressed.
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