Fuda # 23 | [video/Action] Event!

[idealism]

Draco, would it be possible for us to postpone the you-know-what? I have something that I need to do first. Thanks!

[Once the video message is over, Tsuzuki closes his journal.]

[It's not often he visits the library. It's often stuffy and too quiet, and he never remembers enough authors to consider the rows of books a treasure trove the way his partner does. However, today he is in luck. On the window sill, a sparrow tends to its nest, feeding three little baby-birds.]

[On the branch some feet away, a bird of prey watched the scene, just as interested as Tsuzuki.]

That isn't going to end well.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

But it was. The rest were just excuses.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Is that what you think it is? Excuses? [He is tearing up over that WHY ARE THERE TEARS.]

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[He looks on coldly. Hisoka can't possibly be crying over that. He refuses to believe it.]

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[Whimpering, he catches up to Tsuzuki only to pull himself close. Is it okay to cry into your shirt, partner? Please?]

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[Cry at your own risk, wimp. Tsuzuki tilts his head, putting his hands in his pockets.]

Why are you crying now?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He mumbles something about how he doesn't make excuses and how much it hurts that Tsuzuki would think less of him.]

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[Of course it should hurt. Tsuzuki's opinion is worth a lot, at least according to himself. He sighs, placing his hand on Hisoka's head. He can't blame him for wanting his approval.]

You little idiot. Don't get snot on my shirt.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He nods and sniffs, wiping his eyes on the back of his sleeve.]

..My.. my apologies for disrespecting you today. [He breaks contact long enough to bow apologetically.]

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[That's not bad, as far as apologies go. Ego stroked, Tsuzuki decides that he can be gracious for the time being.]

That's fine, as long as you're not planning on doing it again.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head solemnly]

I won't. I promise.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[He places a hand on Hisoka's shoulder sternly.] Remember that you promised. If you break it, I will be very disappointed in you.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[The chill in Tsuzuki's eyes makes his heart sink.] I'll do my best.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[Convinced that Hisoka gets the point, Tsuzuki smiles amiably, like he's used to doing in the office. It doesn't mean he's feeling any less chilling.] Let's go for our walk, then. I'm hungry.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He keeps as much of a distance as he can with Tsuzuki grabbing him like that.] Maybe we can find you a cinnabon. Those always make you happy.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[That only makes the chase more fun. :|] That's a good idea. The bakery has some amazing ones.

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[No it doesn't. :(] Good. I'd rather see you feeling better.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

[That depends on one's point of view. Tsuzuki grins slyly.] I don't recall you caring this much about my happiness. What happened?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

I stopped trying to pretend I don't feel anything. Isn't that what you always wanted?

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it is. What's the catch?

[He raises a brow, then the other. It sounds too good to be true.]

Are you going to make me do paperwork again?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head.] There's no paperwork to do.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

Then why? What are you getting out of it?

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

Nothing. Why do I have to be getting something out of anything?

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

It's not normal for you to be this nice.

[Testing his theory, he pushes Hisoka's shoulder.]

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[aphephobic.livejournal.com]

[He stumbles lightly, and uses the opportunity to get himself slightly past arm's length.] Maybe I didn't want to keep shoving people away.

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[purpledemoneyes.livejournal.com]

And if it's too late to have a change of heart? Then what will you do?

[Strange. The old Hisoka would have complained, or even hit him for that. Something's up. ...Or maybe his volative partner finally realized that Tsuzuki deserved some respect. That might be it.]