Fuda #40 [video]

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki has wanted to avoid making this video, but he doesn't see any other way. During the weeks since Hisoka came back from his abduction, he simply hasn't fared well. He's even gotten worse, which made no sense. Now that it's gotten to the point where he can't leave the house any more, he's quickly running out of options.]

This might sound like an odd request, but... I know we have several healers in town. Who are the strongest ones?


[He looks over his shoulder to make sure Hisoka is nowhere around.]

....I suppose doctors could work, as well. The bottom line is, I need help.

Comments

[idealism]

No shinigami has died here before. That may be why.

[He looks thoughtful, trying not to think too closely on the fact that Hisoka will die.]

Then what? How will you contact them?

[cynicism]

Don't know. I don't know what kind of resources will be available.

[idealism]

If you're able to find rice paper there, do you think you'd be able to use ofuda spells?

[cynicism]

I think I can try.

Can you teach me how to make your messenger birds?

[idealism]

There's only one way to find out.

I think you'll be able to make them just fine.

[cynicism]

[He nods once, ultimately slumping against Tsuzuki's body for his effort.]

Yeah.. Just.. Show me now? ...I'll practice it later, I think...

[idealism]

[He doesn't want Hisoka to die. It's terrible that he's suffering and that there's nothing he can do to help him. If he could, and it would help him, he would have taken on the curse himself.

But since he can't, Tsuzuki strokes his wing tenderly.]

Sure. It's not so hard as long as you remember the combination of words.

[cynicism]

Sure. ..Just draw it for me here?

[The wing is drooping even after the touching, lacking the strength to puff out the way it normally might.]

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki takes it as a hint to lift the wing himself, so he can groom the feathers.]
Just keep in mind, when you write yours, your messenger won't look like mine. All messenger shapes are unique to the person who creates them.

[Sitting up straight, he picks a paper strip from his pocket, but he isn't too sure where he put his brush. Does that mean he has to get up?]

[cynicism]

I think yours suit you. [Another slow blink. It's hard to stay conscious for this long.]

...It reminds me of Suzaku.

[idealism]

... Thank you.

[His vision grows misty because of tears. He's grateful for what Hisoka says, but it makes the coming loss unbearable. Tsuzuki tries to smile, resting his cheek against his hair.]

I bet yours will be wonderful. Maybe it will look like a dragon. Or a wolf.

[cynicism]

[He returns the smile. It's the only thing he can think to do that would encourage Tsuzuki. His partner needs smiles.]

I'll let you know when I come back. I'll.

[His head slumps.]

..tell you.. all about the underworld.. here.

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki doesn't need smiles. He needs is Hisoka. That is why he grows worried when he sees that his partner struggles to pay attention. Tsuzuki brushes the hair away from his eyes, holding his cheek so that he won't hit himself if he faints.]

Hisoka. There's something I need you to promise me. Do you hear me?

[cynicism]

[His voice is quiet and faraway, as if it comes from a place further away than his throat.]


i hear you.

[idealism]

If you run into some trouble there, retreat. Don't attack anything if you have a way to escape.

[He hugs him close.]

Please come back to me in one piece.

[cynicism]

yeah.

course i will.

can't die if i'm already dead.

[idealism]

I mean it.

If you're gone longer than a week, I will come get you.

[cynicism]

you're a good partner.

[idealism]

You are, too. I'm really proud of you.

[cynicism]

I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you.

[idealism]

Hmm? What are you talking about?

[cynicism]

We had a fight. And you were so sad. I don't want you to be hurt. You're too important to hurt.

[idealism]

....I forgave you for that a long time ago. [He is very proud of Hisoka for this, though. Unspeakably proud. Tsuzuki gives his forehead a small peck, touching his face tenderly.] I'm sorry for hurting you, too.

[cynicism]

[He still looks asleep for all intents and purposes.]


i don't want to leave you either. i promised to stay.

[idealism]

[He rocks him gently, as if he expects Hisoka to fall asleep soon.]

You won't break any promise. You'll stay with me, in my heart.