Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ Muraki's Baby ❯ Watari's Triumph, Tsuzuki's Nightmare ( Chapter 1 )

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Muraki's Baby

Tsuzuki looked up from his paperwork which he was actually doing for once. There in the doorway was that evil man! That tall albino stud! Muraki! Yes Tsuzuki did find the man attractive, but he killed so many people, so Tsuzuki found that disturbing. Also, his perverted fetish for dolls didn't help him none in the sanity department either.
"What are YOU doing here? And by that, how did you get into emmacho, and now, please, just leave." Tsuzuki tried his best to be polite, evil doctor or not, office protocol was heavily enforced by Tatsumi.
Muraki smiled and adjusted his glasses.
"I assumed that you would act that way with my appearance, but what I have to talk to you about is truely urgent Tsuzuki, a personal matter concerning myself, and you."
"Oh really? What? You killed somebody and would like to announce it? Or you just came here to rape me?"
"No not really, but I think that we really should take this somewhere more privet." Muraki sincere for once. Terazuma and Tatsumi looked up from going over a stack of paperwork, and Wakaba glanced over from her spot near the copy machine. Watari who was passing through the nearby doorway moved closer as to here what the too were saying better.
"Whatever you have to say, say it now! I'm not going to put up with your nonsense." Tsuzuki was starting to get angry, as he always did in the presence of the doctor.
"Really Tsuzuki, we should take this somewhere else. Unless ofcourse, you don't mind all these other people standing here evedropping."
"Whatever you have to say you can say in front of them. Besides, I thought we made a deal, that I would leave you alone after I....did you that favor. You gave me your word." Tsuzuki growled at Muraki, not liking being lied to, though he should have expected as such from Muraki.
"Fine, but gave you the option of privacy. I am pregnant with your child." Everyone in the room froze, Tsuzuki jaw dropped in horror. From the hallway one could hear Watari's voice raise in a loud shriek of, "IT WORKED!" followed by the sound of him running for dear life.
"You're fucking kidding me right?!" Terazuma was holding back Tatsumi, who was already calling shadows to his side.
"How is that possible," Tsuzuki said in a very stressed calm voice, "You're a man. Men don't have babies. Even I know that."
"Remember that round of drinks in the bar? Where you and I left early and made sweet love?" Muraki looked happy at the memory of that night.
"As I remember, it went more like this, 'god dammit Muraki! If you promise to leave me and Hisoka alone, I'll fuck you! okay! Just leave me alone!'" Tsuzuki was on the verge of yelling, the situation had gotten so odd.
"Well, we both were drunk, and Oriya's was around the corner...also that scientist was lurking around, he decided to tag along...last thing I remeber before passing out that night was that blond handing me this drink and saying it was a new type of liquor. Then I woke up, and you were there with me...why question a good thing. Then I checked Oriya's security camera, ya know, free porn and all, and well, we did in fact make love. You seemed quite thrilled!"
"More like disgusted!" Tsuzuki yelled.
"Ahh, yes, the evils of alcohol." Tatsumi pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and nodded knowingly to himself.
"Yes, well, when I got into the shower later I had a nasty shock! My phalis was missing. I was very upset until I thought of how useful that could be! So many men would be so unsuspected right up to the moment before I killed them. But I didn't look like a woman in whole, just down there, but well, I've seen women with smaller chests than me."
Watari was peeking around the edge of the doorframe, "Drats, well, at least it worked where it mattered." the blond muttered to himself.
"What does all of this have to do with you being pregnant!" Tsuzuki yelled, getting more and more upset as more was revealed. Terazuma was now on the floor, having fits of laughter, but the laughter had long since turned to a silent gasp for air and tears streaming down his cheeks.
"I'm now a woman technically, and you forgot to use a condom!"
"I'm going to kill Watari..." Tsuzuki slowly turned, joined by Tatsumi and Wakaba, who was trying to calm them, as they marched in a mob down the hallway to Watari's lab; where even now, Watari had his door baracaded and was in the process of packing and moving to mexico.
"Ole!" Watari clapped his hands and then jumped when he noticed the shadows in the room gathering.
"003! We must go now! they're on a witch hunt and i'm the bitch...erm, witch they're after!"


okay, here's the deal, we'll write the next chapter after we get at least four reviews saying yay! or nay! on our twisted story. Also, this is spawned from my two rats, a brown one named Tsuzuki and an albino named Muraki, who turned out later to be female. those rodents are the inspiration to our twisted minds. lol, Watari could almost be seen doing that though, he experiments on everyone else, why not everyone's favorite evil doctor? eh?
and Animeyoukai

Two of the Insanity

Watari, having all of his things stuffed into two suitcases, called to 003. He made a dash for the window, flipped it open and was halfway out the window when the door burst open by the stampede of Tatsumi and Tsuzuki.
"Don't move, Yutaka," Tatasumi said in his commanding voice.
Watari froze, with his hands raised in the air.
"Watari!!!! How could you do this to me?!" Tsuzuki yelled. "I thought I was rid of that bastard for good, but now........ I can't believe this."
"Well, we were all drunk that night, Tsuzuki. I didn't mean for it to happen like that.."
Tsuzuki's anger burned away and was replaced by sadness. "I'm sorry about.. yelling Watari.. It's just that my life was going so good... Hisoka and I have finally hooked up and...... oh god, what am I going to tell him..?" Tsuzuki pleaded as tears began to gather at the corners of his amethyst eyes. His hand covered his face as he sunk slowly to the ground.
Tatsumi looked down at his friend. He didn't know what to say to help comfort Tsuzuki. Watari's normally genki attitude was gone as he placed down his suitcases and just stared. Wakaba, tears forming in her own eyes, gave Tsuzuki a big hug and was saying comforting things to him. Tatsumi walked out of the room, and up to Muraki, who was sitting on the couch in Emachou.
"You had better not be lying about being pregnant," Tatsumi said in a cold tone.
Muraki looked up. "Hmm Why would I do that?"
"We both know why. Sure, you may be a woman now, but there still is a chance that you aren't pregnant-"
"Would you like me to get you the video footage?" Muraki smiled sweetly. "Or how about we do a DNA test for confirmation? I assure you, I am with child! Those...thingys...Oriya had me use one when we noticed the...change. It came up with the blue strip and he sent me over here to tell the father."
"Why are you smiling when you say that!? Normal people aren't happy when they wake up a different sex than they went to bed! And normal people..." Tatsumi's eye twitched, this was unbeleivable, "They don't get their pimp friends to administer a pregnancy test on them the next morning."
"But Tsuzuki didn't use a condom! And it's not like I was using the pill, I was for all my knowledge a man when we, what would be less offensive to you? Pleasured eachother?" Muraki tried his best to look innocent, but he couldn't fight off the smirk that was growing.
Tatsumi just glared at the evil one. "You have seriously messed up Tsuzuki's life now, but I will do whatever I can for him."
Muraki smiled up at Tatsumi from the cushions. Her face and all appearances still looked like they always did, well, Muraki would always bost a creamy complexsion and high cheekbones. Under the heavy white trenchcoat, one could not tell if she had breasts or not, but Tatsumi guessed that since they didn't show at all, poor Muraki was not well endowed as a female.
'What the hell am I thinking about Muraki's cupsize for...' Tatsumi rubbed his temples and searched for something to say. But what does one say to a ...transexual in a... delicate position...Tatsumi could feel his migraine comming on already.
"Okay, well, we should have Watari take a look at you I guess. He is...a doctor. I'm sure he'll be eager to examine you..."
"Oh that sounds wonderful! He is such a pretty boy and all." Muraki fluttered his eyelashes at Tatsumi, getting the flustered effect he desired from the secretary. "But isn't he you're lover? Pity," His face took on a mourners bow, looking innocently up at the Shadowmaster, "I would have liked to show him just how real a woman I am."