Sins of the Heart

Sins of the Heart

Have you ever wondered about Tsuzuki’s past. We really didn’t learn
Much about him from the animation or the book. So, this is what I think
Is his past. But first, Tsuzuki has a date with a doctor.

For now the rating is R but it will change for the second or third chapter,
Maybe.

Please let me know if I should go with third person instead of first person. I’m
A new to this form of writing.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Yami no Matsuei

Chapter 1: Dinner with the doctor

It was cold that night when you appeared back into my life. I had just finished
A case. Hisoka and I stopped at a bar for a drink. The kid had went home saying
He wanted to rest before our meeting with the chief tomorrow. I decided to
stay a while longer and have a drink or two. To be honest, it was more like four
glasses of wine. I was feeling pretty lethargy as I made my way home. The chilly
Wind nipped at my face as I settled my coat around me tightly. I shoved my
Hands into my coat pockets and walked to the end of the street. As I turned the
Corner, I stared in shock. I quickly leaped back the way I had come.

I leaned my head against the building staring up at the night sky. No, it can’t be
Him, I thought to myself feeling my nerves jumping anxiously. I peeped around
The corner and sure enough it was Kazutaka Muraki. So, the bastard has finally
Decided to reappear. I watched as you shook hands with the owner of a small
Antique doll shop and cross the street. I could never quite understand your
Obsession with those china dolls with those marble eyes. Those things give
Me the creeps. It’s as if they’re watching my every move.

I cross the street also and followed behind him. The black fur of his white coat
Protected his delicate face from the harsh winter wind. I have to admire a person that can
Wear white and look good in it. And the doctor does look good. I paused for a second
to scold myself on thinking like that. Muraki is a fiend. I shouldn’t be admiring you.
I tailed you for about two blocks until finally you arrived at a very luxurious hotel
Building. I waited for about five minutes before walking up to the hotel. The door attendant
Opened the door for me and I entered a huge lobby. It was warm inside. On the
Ceiling was a huge mural of blossoming sakura cherry blossoms. There were several
Residents seated in leather chairs talking to one another or reading a newspaper. I
Hear Chopin playing throughout the lobby. Rich people have too much time
On their hands.

I walked up to the desk and smiled at the desk clerk. The young woman did a double take
As a pink flush crept across her cheeks. I had to bite my tongue to
Stop myself from laughing at the comical look on her face. Blushing deeper, she smiled
and greeted me. “Welcome to the Emperor Hotel, can I help you?” she had asked.

“Yes, a while ago a man came in here. He had white hair and glasses.”

“Oh yes, you mean Dr. Muraki. He’s one of our most distinguish residents.” She told me.

“I’m sure he is,” I grumbled to myself. “I wasn’t sure at first if it was him.” I lied to her.
“I’m an old friend of his and I was wondering if you could tell me in which room he is
Staying. We haven’t seen each other in a long time. I would like to surprise him.”

“Sir, I’m sorry I can’t. . .” She was about to say more but I decided to launch my secret
Weapon upon her.

“Please.” I hit her with my patent puppy dog eyes. That did it. She crumbled and
Told me Muraki was in the pent house. It figures. Why it is the psycho, killers can
Live in a pent house while working stiffs like me live in a crappy one-room apartment.
Damn that tight ass Tatsumi.

“Here, you will need this.” She gave me a small plastic card. “There’s a slot at the bottom of
The elevator key pad. Put this in there and it will let you go up to the pent house.”

“Thank you, you are so kind.” I smiled and turned to walk away when another clerk
Came out.

“Who was that guy?” I heard the new clerk ask.

“He’s one of Doctor Muraki’s friends,” said the other clerk.

“Should have known only the doctor would have a friend as sexy as he is.” And the
Two women giggled softly.

As the elevator doors opened, I and two other people walked into the elevator. The
First stop was on the tenth floor as the man got off. The second stop was on the
Twelfth floor as a teenage boy exited the elevator. There were twenty floors. The
Penthouse was on the twentieth floor. I was coming close to my destination. My
Heart started to pound against my chest. The eighteenth floor. I could feel every
Nerve in my body pulsing with anticipation. The nineteenth floor. I reached into
My coat and pulled out a spell scroll. I raised the slip of paper and prepared to
Cast my spell as soon as the doors opened. When the doors slid open, I couldn’t
Believe my eyes. I dropped my scroll and stared in utter shock at the sight before
Me. Roses. . . Dozens and dozens of roses lined the hallway. There were also
Rose petals scattered on the floor.

The doors was about to close. I placed my foot in the way and the doors
Reopen. I picked up my spell and held the slip of paper tight in my hand. I exited
The elevator. The scent of the roses were amazing as their aroma filled the
Air. I walked down the hall caressing the soft petals. At the end of the hall was
The living room. I frown. The room basked in the glow of the candles
On a nicely prepared table. Next to the table was an ice bucket with wine chilling
In it. The curtains were drawn back showing the view of the city. It was
Breathtaking. The lights shimmered like stars in the night sky. I
Walked up to the huge window looking out.

The sudden sound of movement startled me out of my thoughts as I turned to face
A very familiar steely gray eye and familiar smile. “Good evening Mr. Tsuzuki, I have
Been expecting you.” You said in that silky tone that sent a shiver up my spine.
You were dressed in a pair of tan slacks with a white shirt. I could do nothing but stare.
You looked so strange, almost normal. I’ve only ever seen you in suits. He looks nice.
Oh God, what is wrong with me. The possessive glare in your eye held me in place. At
That moment I felt like bolting. Instead, I swallowed the forming lump in my throat and pushed
Down this unknown fear and faced you.

“Muraki, you’re alive.” I said trying to sound disdain.

“Well of course, you really didn’t think I was dead?” You held that damnable smile.
This for some strange reason made my heart flutter. Then the smile widen even
More. “Why, Mr. Tsuzuki you were worried about me?”

I became flustered and tried to deny it. “Of course not. I was hoping you were
Dead.”

He pursed his lips and feigned hurt. “You shouldn’t lie. Your nose might grow.”
Your smile returned. “You won’t need this.” Muraki placed his hand over my
Hand that clutched the spell scroll. “As you can see, I am quite unarmed.”

I yanked my hand from under your grasp as though I was burn. I did not want you
To feel me shiver beneath your touch. I glared at you.

I hesitated for a second before I finally put the scroll back in my pocket. “You’ve
Been unarmed before and caused quite a ruckus.”

The smile on that gorgeous face became . . . I don’t know warmer. But that was
Impossible. Right. We are talking about Muraki. There is nothing
Warm about the guy. You continued to smile at me. It was so unnatural to
See a sincere smile on those succulent; perfect . . . Whoa, what is wrong with me?
I thought feeling a warmth pool in the pit of my stomach. I turn away from you
staring down at the floor. I can just feel the blood coursing through my cheeks
staining them red. Shit that’s all I need is for this psycho to think I like him. I
Absentmindedly bit my bottom lip. I must be out of my mind. Why am I just
Standing here? I should be dragging his tight . . . Firm ass . . . Oh hell, what
The fuck is wrong with me. It had to have been the wine. I thought
Panicky. I glanced over at the doctor and you held a hand out to me. I cocked
A brow in question.

“Your coat,” you said. I felt my heart about to burst out of my chest as you stripped
Me out of my black trench coat. You went down the hall and returned a few seconds
Later minus my coat. Muraki held out a single red rose and smiled. “As I promised Mr.
Tsuzuki, a million red roses.” I cautiously raised my hand and took the delicate
Flower. Then you pulled out a chair for me. “Please.” You said inviting me to sit.

I hesitated a second and my curiosity just got the best of me. I wanted to see what
you were planning. I took a seat. Muraki went into the kitchen and came back with two
Plates. You set a plate of beef strips, stir fried vegetables and rice in front of me. I
Stared at Muraki as though he had two heads. “What’s this?” I asked him
Stupidly.

“Dinner.” You simply stated and sat down across from me. You opened the bottle of
Wine and poured me a glass. “I’ve already eaten.” I told him childishly.

You poured yourself a glass. “Well, you’re not going to die. Just give it a taste
And tell me what you think.”

I stared down at the plate. I had to admit that the smell was tempting. I was lying
About having eaten already. The truth is I was starving and that damn, tight as
Tatsumi does not give me nearly enough to eat properly. I sighed as my stomach
growled protesting my hesitancy in partaking of this delicious meal. I picked up
my chopsticks and placed a piece of meat in my mouth.

“Well?” Muraki asked expectantly.

“Wow, this is very good.” I ate more of the tender meat.

“Really, it’s not too spicy?” the doctor asked me smiling pleased. I shook my
Head no. “Good, I thought I might have put too much season in it.”

With chopsticks still in my mouth, I stared at him in shock. “You cooked this yourself?”

He nodded his head. “Well, you’re not only a doctor, and a killer. You’re a cook as
Well. Will wonders ever cease? I hope this isn’t one of your victims I am eating.”

Muraki frowned at me. Are you hurt by what I said? I felt bad about saying that but
You have to understand why I feel this way. You killed Hisoka, prevented Marie Wong from
Resting in peace, tormented poor Tsubaki and drove me to the verge of wanting to
Die. I asked him. “Can you blame me for thinking this? You’ve been nothing but trouble
every since our paths crossed.”


Muraki circled the wine glass with one finger as though in thought. You seemed to be
Really thinking about what I said. You sighed. Muraki turned his gaze upon me. “Touché,
You do have a point. But let it be known that I am not that depraved.” You took a bite
To prove your point.

Dammit, why am I feeling bad? The rest of the meal was in silence. Until finally we got to
Dessert. My favorite part of dinner. Muraki placed a huge slice of chocolate devil’s food
Cake in front of me. I think I would have died of laughter if it had been angel’s food cake.
I love chocolates. The only thing better than cake is more cake. I ate a piece and cried
With glee at how moist it was. “Did you make this?” I asked filled with pleasure. You
Nod your head. I went back to enjoying my treat.

I know that when it comes to sweets. I tend to be a little. . .what’s the word hyperactive or
Childish. I guess my face must have been smeared with chocolate cake. I stare over
At Muraki and you was smiling at me. “Mr. Tsuzuki, you’re such a child.” The doctor leaned
Over with his napkin and wiped my mouth.

“Yeah, Hisoka tells me the same thing.” I began to pick the cake apart but I
Continue to eat it. It tastes too good for me not to eat it.

“You look rather distress. Is there anything wrong?” Muraki poured me a cup of coffee
And dropped three sugar cubes in it and handed it to me. I pick up my spoon and
Stirred the black liquid.

“I understand that they worry about me but I hate it when they treat me like I’m a
Child.” I sighed and leaned my head back to stare up at the ceiling.

“Or an idiot.” Muraki said softly. Can he now read thoughts? It was what I was thinking
But didn’t want to admit it aloud. Yes, they do treat me as if I’m an idiot.

“Yeah, an idiot. They can’t believe how a dimwitted, goof ball, slacker like me can have such
Powerful spirits. Then when they have gotten tired of me. They just throw me away
Without looking back. Tatsumi was the same way. He just came to me one day and said
He couldn’t work with me anymore. He didn’t give me a reason or anything. He just
Turned around and walked away. Tatsumi never knew how much I . . . Loved him. So, I’ve
Tried to carry on with my duties without him.” I smiled sadly to myself. “I think I must
Have had about twenty partners after that, but in the end, they all left me behind without
As much as a second glance.”

“Maybe they are afraid of you.” Muraki rested one elbow on the table and his hand was
Cupping his chin. “People with great powers are usually misunderstood.”

I turned my head to look at him and snorted. Then I returned my attention back to the
Ceiling. “They don’t understand.”

“Understand what?”

“I have to behave the way I do. It is the only way I can make it up to . . . her.”

“Who is her?” The doctor asked sipping the coffee. I stared at him. You really seemed
Sincere and wanted to know. I clutched my hands into a fist and sat up straight. I shouldn’t
Be sitting here talking to you. I should be dragging your murdering ass in to be judged. That is
What I should be doing. So why am I hesitating. Why do I want to stay here with you? Why
Do I want to . . .? I shuddered.

“Are you cold?”

I shook my head and glanced over at you. You are so sexy. Dammit, why did you have
To be a vile murderer. And why am I thinking about doing things to you and with you. I could
Feel the color rising in my cheeks. Why not tell him. A gently little voice whispered to me
From the back of my mind. *\\He is the only person that seems to truly want to know more
About the real Asato Tsuzuki. He can’t hurt you anymore than you already do.\\* Strengthening my
Resolve, I decided to tell him.

“She was my younger sister, Mariko Tsuzuki.”