Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens? ❯ I made my choice, without regret ( Chapter 13 )

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Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens?

Chapter thirteen: I made my choice, without regret

"Hisoka! Watari, we must go back! Hisoka is in danger!!" Tsuzuki yelled and tried to break free form the scientist's grip. His heart pounded so hard in his chest that it felt like it would burst.

After entering the portal that Watari had come through, they had been trapped in a shining tunnel. In each end of the tunnel they could spot dark circles, the portals to earth and heaven. They were slowly pulled against the portal that lead to the heavens, but Tsuzuki was refusing to go.

Watari looked at the portal that lead home, and then back at his friend. "We must go home, Tsuzuki! The portal closes in four minutes! We don't got time to safe your friend! I must sound selfish, but we are angels and we aren't allowed to involve ourselves in human affairs!" he told his friend.

Tsuzuki looked at Watari. His amethyst orbs shone with something that the blond angel couldn't explain. "Follow me, Watari. I m going back to save him from the man who killed your lover" Tsuzuki said and turned back to the portal they had come from. Spreading his new white wings, he used them to fight the force that tried to hinder him from going back.

Watari stood there. He was stunned. Shiro was dead and Tsuzuki had met his killer? Shaking his head, he followed the brown haired angel. "I can't believe that I m doing this!" he shouted over the wind as the force grew harder and harder, trying to pull them backwards.

Tsuzuki looked over his shoulder and grabbed Watari's hand. "Let's do it!"

The two angels reached the portal and fell on the floor in Hisoka's bedroom just as the portal faded into nothingness. They sat there and panted, their wings hanging on their backs.

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Tatsumi paced back and forth in his office. He couldn't believe Watari's stupidity. Sure Watari had lived on earth once, but back then he didn't have wings on his back!

Hijiri sat in one of the chair in the room and was sipping tea from a cup in his hands. His green eyes were closed as he enjoyed the warmness from the tea. "Calm down, Tatsumi-san. Watari is going to be ok"

"How do you know? None of the angels that have left the heavens have ever returned, how do you know that Watari and Tsuzuki will?" Tatsumi asked and picked up his own cup and gulped down a mouth full of the green tea. He wanted to think of something else, anything but the fact that he had lost the man he loved. "Tell me, Hijiri-kun, are you born here in heaven or are you from earth?" he asked. Hearing the boy's story might be a good way to forget.

Holding the cup in his lap, he made himself comfortable. "I m born on earth. I was only sixteen when I died a few years back…. almost twenty years back if I am not mistaken. I was killed when I was home alone. My lover had left for work and I was suddenly attacked by a man with a katana…" the green eyed boy whispered in the end, a tear slipping down his cheek.

Tatsumi looked at the sad boy. He could only try to put himself in Hijiri's position. Being killed and not knowing what happened to his lover. `Is this how Watari felt when I his the file? I m such a monster…'

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"Ok, tell me why I decided to come after you" Watari said as they walked down the shadowed street forwards Muraki's mansion.

Tsuzuki held his gaze forward, once in a while he pointed it forwards Watari to see how the blond angel faired. "You wanted to see Shiro's murderer I guess" he answered shortly.

Watari let his gaze drop to the ground. "You are right. I want to see him and ask him WHY he did it. I can't believe that a man can be so evil without a reason" He looked up at Tsuzuki. "How many has he killed?"

"I don't really know. Hisoka told me that it was so many, that he couldn't count them all even if he was stuck there for days. Shiro wasn't the last one" Tsuzuki said. Stopping in his tracks, he turned to face Watari. "When we get there, let me handle whatever happens. I m not going to kill Muraki, but I will face the one he made a contract with" Tsuzuki said. Then a thought popped up in his head. "What's Tatsumi doing? He must have realized that we are gone"

Watari's sad look turned to anger. "Don't mention him! He is the true reason why I m here! He has a file that contains information about missing angels and he has never shown it to anyone! He knew that Shiro was here but he didn't tell me!" Watari sobbed and warped his arms around Tsuzuki's shoulders, crying into the white shirt that covered Tsuzuki's upper body.

Tsuzuki hugged his friend close. "Watari… the reason Tatsumi didn't tell you about the file… is…"

"Is what?"

The white winged angel drew a deep breath. "Tatsumi has been offered to go to earth by Muraki. I guess that he hid the file until he could figure out a way to stop him. He probably knew that if he showed you the file, you would go after Shiro like you came after me. Tatsumi loves you to much to loose you" Tsuzuki pushed Watari from his to look into the golden eyes. "You and I both know that you would have left through the gates the second Tatsumi even mentioned Shiro and earth"

Watari wiped his eyes with the long sleeve of his white sweater. "You're right. I would have… but now we have other things to think of. We got to save Hisoka, right?" he said and walked before Tsuzuki. "Come on, slow poke, we don't have all the time in the world!"

Tsuzuki stood there with a stunned expression before he smiled and ran after the blond angel. "Hey wait up! You don't know the way!"

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Muraki smiled as he let the brush of the pencil he held touch the white fabric of the painting he had fetched from its place above the open fireplace. The faceless figure amongst the flowers was finally getting its face. Muraki looked at his model and smiled wider. `Finally'

Hisoka felt so powerless as he hung in the ropes that held him to the same chair that so many before him had sat in before Muraki had stolen their lives. He held his eyes closed, to avoid eye contact with silver haired man before him. When he had struggled before, Muraki had slapped him so hard across the cheek that the blond had smacked into a wall. Hisoka still felt dizzy from the impact.

"Open your eyes, boy. I need to see which color I should use" Muraki said with a smile.

Hisoka turned his head to his side and snorted. "Why should I? As long as I keep my eyes closed you can't finish the painting and I get more time to gain back my strength"

Muraki chuckled and put down the pencil. Getting out from his seat he approached the blond. Muraki reached out and grabbed Hisoka's chin, forcing him to face him.

Hisoka winched at the hard grip on his chin. He didn't try to break free, afraid that if he did, Muraki would break his chin. "L-let go…" he managed through clenched teeth. He still didn't open his eyes, knowing that Muraki wanted him to.

Muraki frowned at the boy. "Strength? What would you need it for? After I have finished the painting, I shall finish you off once and for all" he said and leaned closer to the boy's face. "If you won't open those eyes on your own free will, maybe I can make you open them" he whispered and kissed the blond.

Hisoka opened his eyes in shock as the white clad man kissed him. Memories from the first time he was captured by Muraki surfed and he could feel his body go cold from the fear. He remembered all the tears, all the screams and remembered the pain. He whimpered as Muraki reached down with his free hand and stroked his leg. Hisoka started to shake his head to dislodge the mad man, but Muraki only chuckled and left the boy go. Green eyes met with grey ones.

"Emerald" Muraki whispered and turned back to finish his painting.

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"Wow, this place is huge! Is this where… Mu…. Munaki lives?" Watari asked as they walked through the front gate.

Tsuzuki's eyes were stuck on the huge mansion, memories from when he escaped with Hisoka returned to him. He looked forwards the window that he had managed to escape through and noticed that it was still open. "Yes, this is where Muraki lives. We got to be careful and not let our fear or hearted take over" he said and walked forwards the entrance.

"Why not?" Watari asked and followed his friend.

"Muraki has servants called Slowaks. I don't know if I m right, but I think they love fear"

Just as they reached the door, it slid open without a sound. Behind the door stood a few Slowaks.

Watari backed a step and wrinkled his nose. "Let me guess, Slowaks right? They are so… so… dark…" he said, trying to find a word that fitted the dark creatures.

"What can you expect from creatures of darkness? Where is Muraki?" he asked with a growl, ignoring the fact that he sounded rude.

The Slowak at the front stepped up to Tsuzuki and grinned, yellow teeth shining in the dim light. "He awaits you, angel. Follow us" the Slowak said and started down a familiar hall that Tsuzuki remembered well. The same hall that lead to the room where he had been held.

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Gomen for the late update……