Thank you again for telling me my errors. I greatly appreciate it. And now the last chapter. I want to take this time to thank you all for reading this story. I hope it was to your liking. In case anyone is wondering. I'm going to try to shorten another story by writing a small little romance story for Tsubasa Chronicles. I haven't even started planning it so it'll be a few days to a week before I can get one chapter up. I have it planned at three, but I'm going to see if I can get it smaller. It's like a challenge to myself. If anyone's interested. That's where I'm heading next. But, anyway, I'm going to get this story going because I know you are all dying to know which way Hisoka chooses.


Chapter Five

I turned my back to Tsuzuki and glared at Muraki. "You've tormented me long enough. No more, Muraki. You'll no longer have this hold over m. I am stronger than you think. I have someone supporting me. Someone willing to give his all for my protection. Though I feel guilty rely8ing on him, he's willing to give me all the love and support I need. Get out of my head, Muraki. You're no longer wanted." I used every bit of my psychic energy to banish him from the corridors of my mind. Tsuzuki's warmth surrounded my mental image and pushed me back into reality.

I gasped and latched onto Tsuzuki who was leaning over me. "Easy, Hisoka. It's okay. You're safe." I took several deep breaths to calm my rapidly beating heart. I smiled up at him as the curse mark faded from my arm. I could still feel Muraki's hold on me, but it seemed to weaken.

"Tsuzuki," I whispered sitting up and wrapping my arms around him. Everything felt so perfect and right with him in my arms. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For bring Muraki into your life. For causing you so much pain and…"

His finger slipped over my lips. "For starters, Muraki found me before you did. It was just a horrible consequence that you knew him first. Don't worry about me so much. And, you haven't caused me any pain. I care deeply for you and want to protect you. I wouldn't do it if I didn't want to. Understand?"

I smiled up at Tsuzuki. He really did care for me. It felt so real, and I enjoyed the comfort he gave me. I lied back down, pulling him with me. He shifted and pulled me into his arms. His body felt so warm to the chill I felt in my body. I could smell the fruity shampoo that he used this morning. For someone that loves desserts, I could see why he'd want fruit smelling shampoo. He ran his fingers up and down my back. "How long were you looking for me?"

"Not long," Tsuzuki whispered. "I figured something happened on the way from the store so you probably wouldn't go back there. Watari agreed and was checking another direction, and I just happened to get lucky. Did he do what I heard him say?"

I curled up more against him. "Please, Tsuzuki, can we just lie here? Maybe tomorrow I'll talk." His waves of concern dulled and his body relaxed.

"Alright." It felt great just lying there listening to the slow rhythm of his heart and his shallow breathing. I found myself drifting in and out of slumber.

I don't know how many hours I slept, but when I woke the next morning, Tsuzuki wasn't next to me. The bed was cold as if he left hours earlier. I frowned and placed my hand on his pillow. The bed was large enough to hold us comfortably but not spaciously. I sat up and walked into the bathroom. For the first time in a few days, I didn't have the urge to take a bath.

I quietly walked downstairs. The first thing that my senses picked up on was the smell of burning bacon. I smirked at the thought of Tsuzuki in the kitchen. I moved in and watched him stumbling around. He was attempting not to burn anything, but I could tell by the smell it wasn't working. I smiled and laughed as he knocked over an entire bag of flour. "Oh, Hisoka, what are you doing awake already?" He bent to clean up the powdery substance.

I walked over to the stove and rolled up my sleeves. "Well, I was trying to sleep, but I heard all this noise and smelt something burning. I thought the house was on fire," I teased.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm kidding. Don't worry about it. Let me help you." Even though I've barely ever made breakfast in my short life, I was better at it than Tsuzuki. I placed a few pancakes on a plate with bacon and set it down in front of Tsuzuki sitting at the table. I fixed myself some and sat down with him.

"Thank you," Tsuzuki chimed, pouring a large amount of syrup on his plate. I smiled as I watched him eat for a few seconds before eating my own food. He smiled up at me and pushed the chocolate cupcake I bought last night over to me. I smiled down at it. "I figured that was for you. I didn't want to eat it."

I held it in my hands, fighting back the tears threatening to fall. I couldn't believe that he'd do something like that for me. "Thank you." I got up and kissed him on the cheek. "For everything you've done for me."

"Anytime," he answered. I sat back down and finished my breakfast. I know Muraki was still out there and trying to come up with a plan to do what he wanted with Tsuzuki. I also knew that I wouldn't let it happen. I was going to be the one to protect Tsuzuki this time.

I just finished eating when Watari walked into the kitchen. His emotions were difficult to pick up on, but they had slight concern in them. "I've found some new information about our case. Apparently our delightful Doctor Muraki may have a link with another doctor here in Kyoto. His mentor from his college days." I finished cleaning off my plate and walked into the next room ready to hear about what else Watari found. Feeling guilty for making breakfast for us two, I handed Watari the cupcake. He pushed it back to me as if knowing what I was feeling. "It's okay. I ate earlier." I nodded and opened the package of chocolate delight. Barely listening to what Watari was saying, I fell in love with the cupcake in my hand. It had a special meaning since Tsuzuki had a chance to eat it and didn't.

After we concluded our meeting, I followed Tsuzuki up to his room. He gave me a curious look, but didn't say anything as I closed the door behind me. Images of our first kiss bombarded my senses as I craved to taste those lips again. I couldn't understand the urges I was getting, but it didn't matter. I acted on them. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him into a kiss. He gave a muffled sound of surprise, but said nothing more as he kissed me back. He broke off the kiss quicker than before. "Watari is waiting for us downstairs."

"Please, Tsuzuki," I whimpered. "I don't know what's overcoming me."

Tsuzuki wrapped his arms around me and held me close. "I think we should separate for awhile. You might be sensing what I'm feeling."

I glanced up at him. He had feelings for me? How was that possible when I only sensed them last night? It was impossible for him to hide his emotions from me. Maybe I wasn't paying that close attention, which seemed odd. "Why would you have feelings for a dirty boy?"

I turned quickly away from him, but he pulled me back around. "I thought I told you to never call yourself that." The anger was so deep behind his words that if I didn't know him well that I'd try to pull away. "Muraki planted that into your mind. You are not dirty. What happened to you was a terrible, vile act that you're not responsible for. Muraki should be the one punished. Don't you think it's time to release yourself from your prison?"

I looked up at his lavender eyes. I wanted so badly to believe his words, but I couldn't at that time. "I will try," I whispered. That was the most I could promise him.

He gave me a gentle hug. "That's all I ask for. I'll help you with anything you need." He leaned down and kissed me again. "Watari is still waiting for you."

I laughed and pulled away from him. I'm sure by now he knows that there's something between us. I just don't think I want to tell him myself yet. I watched as Tsuzuki placed his jacket on, and I followed him out of the room. Maybe a relationship could work between us. I smirked. At least the comforting parts would be wonderful. The only problem would be distinguishing my feelings from his own, but I was willing to try. I could see a lot of trial and errors coming my way. Maybe in the future when we both were ready we could move further than kissing. I smiled as I watched him descend the stairs. Anything could happen.


The end. I know I didn't have any sort of yaoi in this chapter. I'm sorry. It just didn't flow nicely and didn't seem to fit with how the story was going. The longer story didn't either so maybe I just wanted those two just to kiss even though I love reading other authors work of art with them in it. I'm sorry if I disappointed anyone. Thank you for reading. Please review on how well I did for a shorter story. Thank you again.

Angel Dove