Illuminating the Darkness

BY : LucyMay
Category: Descendents of Darkness/Yami No Matsuei > General
Dragon prints: 2623
Disclaimer: I do not own Descendants of Darkness (Yami no Matsuei), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

“You're taking us off of the Muraki case, aren't you?” Hisoka asked with disbelief. Tatsumi sighed, then nodded.

“I don't see that I have a lot of choice, Hisoka. I know that you want to go after him for your own reasons, and that you've been able to deal with his mind games, but as for Tsuzuki -- well, to be honest, I think I should have taken him off the case after Kyoto,” Tatsumi said.

“We've closed three cases dealing with him since then. I know we weren't able to capture him, but --” Hisoka began.

“No, this isn't a punishment for not apprehending him,” Tatsumi said. “And I don't believe that anyone else could have handled those cases any better. This is for his own sake and sanity. You've just seen how even the slightest hint of the past coming to light has affected him. I don't think we should take this kind of risk.”

“But no one knows the case like we do. We should be the ones to take him down,” Hisoka said.

“This order comes from an authority higher than mine,” Tatsumi said with finality. “And Konoe's,” he added quickly, seeing Hisoka glance back towards the office door. Hioska's eyes widened in amazement.

“I'm only going to make this offer once, Hisoka,” Tatsumi said slowly, with a steady gaze. “As it is, you yourself are not prohibited to follow this lead. We can find you another partner --”

“No,” Hisoka said firmly through gritted teeth. “Don't you even dare suggest that I leave him.” Tatsumi gave him a small smile.

“You'd give up the very reason you became a shinigami to stay by his side, then?” Tatsumi asked. Hisoka looked away with a pained expression.

“Yes,” Hisoka said. “Can you tell me what is being done though? What we know about the case so far?”

“I've already told you more than I should have,” Tatsumi said. “But I felt that I owed you an explanation.”

“What about Tsuzuki?” Hisoka asked.

“We've already spoken to him. We'll be giving you both paid leave until this matter is put to rest,” Tatsumi said, wincing slightly.

“This obviously wasn't you idea, then,” Hisoka said thoughtfully. “And he accepted it? Just like that?” Tatsumi nodded.

“I can't believe this,” Hisoka said, his head swimming.

“Tsuzuki understands that we're only acting in his best interest,” Tatsumi said. “Everything is being put into capable hands, Hisoka. Take care of him.”

Tatsumi stood and left the room without another word.

xxxx

“Did you talk to Tatsumi?” Tsuzuki asked as Hisoka entered the small office they shared. Hisoka nodded.

Tsuzuki shoved back the mountain of paperwork and personal effects cluttering his desk and perched on its edge, nodding at the seat in front of him. Hisoka sat, peering up at him expectantly, as Tsuzuki reached down and took both his hands in his.

“Hisoka,” Tsuzuki started, his voice unsteady with emotion and uncertainty as he studied the younger man's face. “I know that you love me, and that you're stubborn, but I really think that you should go after him. I'm holding you back from something that is too important for you to give up on. There are things -- things you might find out when you go -- I can't explain them myself, because even I don't understand it all -- but I don't think it would be right of me to stand in your way.”

Hisoka sat very still, staring back at him intensely, trying and failing to read anything other that the emotions revealed in Tsuzuki's voice. They stared at each other in silence for a moment, until Hisoka shook free of his hands and stood, flinging his arms around him tightly.

“Baka,” Hisoka said softly. “I'm never going to leave you, you got that?”

“I thought that's what you might say,” Tsuzuki said with a sigh, kissing him behind the ear as he tightened their embrace. “Are you ready to go home?”

Hisoka nodded, and the pair broke apart to give each other a last loving look before fading and reappearing back at their home. Without a word, Tsuzuki led the way to the bedroom. Hisoka fought back all the questions and frustration he had, as Tsuzuki let down his guard just enough to let him be engulphed with an overwhelming sense of need.

Their lovemaking was rougher than usual, and Hisoka was able to discern the faintest threads of anger and despair beneath his lover's passion, confusing him greatly as they seemed to mingle with the longing and tenderness that were always there when Tsuzuki lay with him.

As he rested in a sweaty entanglement of limbs afterward, he was not entirely surprised to find that Tsuzuki's labored breaths soon eased into the calm of sleep, and that his usual affectionate pillow talk was forgone to the hold of uneasy dreams.

Hisoka was somewhere between sleeping and waking the next morning, when he thought that he saw the shadows in the darkened corner of the room shift, and sat up with alarm. Cousa arched her tiny back and hissed, from where she had been nestled on the covers beside them.

“You see it, too, don't you?” Hisoka whispered, willing his eyes to focus in the dim light provided by the morning sun peeking through the heavy curtains.

He jumped with a cry of panic, as he felt a hand rest on his arm, jerking around to see two groggy violet eyes peering at him curiously.

“Tsuzuki! Over there,” Hisoka urged, pointing to the corner and finding it empty as Tsuzuki sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

“What was it, Hisoka?” Tsuzuki asked with concern.

“I -- I don't know Tsuzuki. It's like whatever I saw the other night, only it moved this time,” Hisoka said with a shudder. Tsuzuki climbed out of bed, turning his back to him as he pulled on his robe.

“I wouldn't worry about it, Hisoka. You know that stress gives you strange dreams,” Tsuzuki said, in a strained, weary tone.

“I don't think it was a dream,” Hisoka said uncertainly, looking to Tsuzuki for reassurance.

“Why don't you get a shower, and we'll eat out somewhere for breakfast okay?” Tsuzuki said pleasantly, turning back to his partner and kissing him lightly on the head before leaving the room.

“It was there, wasn't it?” Hisoka asked the kitten, who had resumed its nap in the warm spot where Tsuzuki had been. “It looked small, almost like a child,” Hisoka mused quietly.



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