Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens? ❯ Master ( Chapter 15 )

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Did it hurt when you fell from the heavens?

Chapter fifteen: Master

Watari stared at Muraki. Had he just said Hijiri? The cute black haired, green eyed boy in heaven? Had he been Muraki's lover? "Hijiri had told me once that he once had a lover but never spoke his name… I could never believe that his lover would someone like you…"

Muraki let Tsuzuki go and walked over to the blond scientist. Grabbing a handful of the golden strands, he yanked Watari's head up to look into the golden eyes. "You know him? Where is he?!" Muraki snapped angrily and pulled harder on the strands.

Watari wiggled a bit to get some pressure of his poor hair. "Ow! He's in heaven, where else?! He's fine and sane, unlike you! If you let us go, I think we can arrange a meeting between you two" he said. He could see in the corner of his sight that Hisoka was badly off. If he just could get Muraki out of the room…

Tsuzuki looked at the two as they spoke, but his glaze then turned to the still form of Hisoka. Making sure that no one saw him, he shifted his foot. He nudged Hisoka's leg with his toes to hopefully get his attention. "Hisoka?" he whispered so lowly that he feared that Hisoka couldn't hear him even if he was awake.

Hisoka heard Tsuzuki. He could feel the gentle nudge but didn't respond. He felt terrible and it wasn't because of the wounds. He felt that he had failed his lo-friend… Looking up at Tsuzuki, he looked at his with darkened eyes. "What is it?" he asked with no emotion in his voice.

Tsuzuki winched at the dead voice. `Did he really break you? I can't believe it' "Are you ok, Soka?" he asked, trying to regain the old Hisoka he knew.

The blond shook his head and laughed quietly once. "Baka, do I look ok?" he asked. He looked up at the chocolate haired man. Tears sparkled in his green eyes. "Why did you come here? It is you Muraki is after… why did you come?" he asked as the tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Because I can't let him hurt you, Soka… You mean too much for me…" Tsuzuki said and smiled. "Even though you called me a monster earlier doesn't mean that I love you less. I love you endlessly, Soka, no matter what you do, I'll always love you"

Hisoka's sad smile started to brighten when he was grabbed by the hair by Muraki. The blond gasped as his face was turned to look at the evil scientist. "AH!"

"That was a lovely speech of you, Tsuzuki-san. To bad that your `love' here is going to die. Untie him and bring him to the portal!" he snapped at the Slowaks behind the trio. He watched with grey eyes as the bond boy was untied from the chair and forced to stand even though his legs were too weak to hold him.

"What are you going to do with him?! What is the portal?!" Watari cried as he heard Hisoka's yells and saw the boy struggle to get free from the black devils.

"Leave him alone, Muraki! Don't you touch him!" Tsuzuki growled and tried to get loose from the ropes that held him. He could feel the rope become a bit loose and struggled harder. "If you lay one finger on him I'll kill you!"

Muraki smiled and brushed his hair out of his eyes. "You are really funny, Tsuzuki-san. That threat comes a bit too late… I have already touched him, and not only once, but countless of times. I made him my doll that first night I took him. He struggled and fought me but soon he realized that there was no way to escape… until I accidentally forgot to look the door which I admit was really clumsy of me" he chuckled and stroked Hisoka's chin. "He has the same green eyes as my Hijiri had. They are almost the same. The same hairstyle, body built emerald eyes… but this boy lacks the spirit my lover had. Once I have gotten rid of Saki my way, I'll get Hijiri back. My lord knows where Saki is so my revenge is not far away"

Watari frowned. "Did you say that your lord knows where Saki is?" he asked, noting that something didn't fit in this whole story.

Muraki looked at him over the glasses he wore. "My lord knows all. My master sees all" he said shortly. His demonic eye was glowing redder as the seconds passed.

Watari grunted and smiled, looking like Muraki himself for a second. "If he already knows where Saki is, why hasn't he told you by now? You said earlier that you hadn't found him and that was the reason that you killed all those angels. You know…" Watari said and ignored the shocked look Muraki gave him. "… I believe that he didn't tell you because he wanted you to kill as many angels as he wanted you to. In fact, I strongly believe that you are being used until he doesn't need you anymore. Every angel and even the devil knows that a murderer never gets into heaven! Saki would have been thrown out from the heavens the minute the high angels saw his black soul!"

"What are you saying? Are you implying that the lord is using me?!" he snapped. The silver haired man didn't want to believe the golden haired angel, but some things that Watari said he simply couldn't ignore.

Watari looked at Muraki, his smile gone and replaced with a sad one. "Yes. He's using you. Hisoka isn't the doll here and nether are Tsuzuki. You are the doll here, Muraki. You are the doll of the devil…" Watari felt bad about hurting Muraki like this, but it was necessary. Too many innocent lives were at stake if Muraki let himself be used any longer.

Muraki stared blankly at Watari. Was he a doll? No! He couldn't be! His lord would never use him like that! Would he? `He is right… If the lord knows everything… why hasn't he told me about Saki's location?' he thought.

Tsuzuki saw the white clad devil sink to the floor, defeated. `He was too blinded by rage to realize that he was being used… poor soul…' he thought and worked on the knot. "If you give up now and follow us to be judged by the high ones, you might be reunited with Hijiri. It's never too late to change, Muraki" he said and forced a smile. He hated Muraki, he could never forget all the evil thing he had done to everyone, but as an angel he had to see the goodness in every living thing.

Muraki glazed at the amethyst eyed angel and nodded. "I have done many things that can't be forgiven, but at least I won't be used any longer. Release them" he said to the Slowaks. Even though he had given up, he felt no real regret for killing al those angels. `By killing all those angels, I got my ticket to heaven to see you once again, Hijiri… I hope you still remember me…'

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Hijiri was almost asleep when Tatsumi slammed his fist onto the desk, awakening the dark haired boy instantly. "I m up! I m up… Tatsumi-san. Why are you so angry?" he asked as he yawned, his wings cracking as he stretched them.

Tasumi took of his glasses and rubbed his eyes as he sighed tiredly. "I m worried about Watari and Tsuzuki, but I know I can't do anything to help them! I m angry because I am a high ranking angel and I can't do anything!" he snapped and smashed his glasses in his fist. Hearing the breaking glass, he looked at the mangled metal and glass in his fist. "Ohh shoot…"

Hijiri stood and smiled down at Tatsumi. "If there is a will there is a way. Why don't we go and ask the high ones for help? If you tell them that you have found the guilty one that have killed all those angels, I m sure they'll help you"

Tatsumi opened a drawer and pulled out a new pair of glasses. "You might have an idea there, Hijiri-kun. Let's see if it works"

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The Slowaks looked at each other and then back at Muraki. "Release them? That we can not do. Master will decide what will happen to them now" the largest one of the dark creatures said.

Muraki growled and stood. "Are you defying me? I gave you an order!"

The Slowak shook it head. "You have no power over us. Master knows that you have betrayed us… you'll be punished by himself. He is on his way here at this moment" the Slowak said and chuckled evily. Suddenly it looked to the side and saw a weaker Slowak undoing the binds on Hisoka. "Leave him!" the large Slowak snapped and the smaller one backed of.

"B-but the gods can't come up on earth! It is written in the holy books! He can't come here!" Watari exclaimed. He really didn't want the devil to come to the mansion. He had read a lot about him in the library, but had never gotten the urge to see him.

Muraki was about to say something when he was knocked backwards by a mysterious force. The silver haired man slammed into the far wall and slid to the floor. Muraki shook his head and snapped his gaze to the newcomer. "You…"

Tsuzuki and Watari could feel the darkness that entered the room. They couldn't help but whine as pain started to grow inside their heads. An angel shouldn't be exposed to evil in such a large amount. It would hurt the angel beyond words and even lead to death if exposed to long.

The dark figure walked out from the room behind the door set in the wall with all the angel portraits. Evil raided from the shadow as it moved to the centre of the room. "You have failed me, Muraki. You have started to doubt me. I will not have a weakling working for me" the devil said, his voice dripping with darkness and death.

Muraki looked up, not affected by the devil's darkness. "You were the one that lied to me. You told me that I would get my revenge, but you were lying!!" he yelled. Clenching his fist he listened to the devil's words.

"Yes, I lied. Your hatred for your brother was too much for me to resist. A doll filled with anger that is what you are. A doll that I could use for my own purpose. You were blinded both by your own anger and the power I gave you. Your charm could lure even the straightest angel to earth. You were my perfect doll, Muraki, but even the perfect doll will be thrown away when the owner gets tired of it…"

Muraki shook with anger, but soon he just dropped his shoulders and just sat there. His ex-master was right. He was a doll. He was what he had called Tsuzuki-san and the boy. He was a doll.

The devil laughed loudly at the slumped form of Muraki. The silver haired man had done a great job on bringing him angels' souls. It really was a pity that Muraki had found out about his little `secret'. Speaking of angels… "You have brought me two new angels I see. Wonderful souls… Want to watch as I kill the one you spared?!" he shouted and flung a spike made of dark magic at Tsuzuki.

Tsuzuki had listened to the conversation but was startled when he saw the spike coming at him. he tugged harder on the ropes, trying to get away from the spike as it came closer and closer. Shutting his eyes, he waited for the end.

"TSUZUKI!! AH!!"

Tsuzuki opened his eyes to see Hisoka. The blond flung himself in front of Tsuzuki, the spike nailing the young boy in the back. He stared in horror as Hisoka coughed blood and slumped forwards in Tsuzuki's lap. "HISOKA! DEAR GOD NO!!"

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