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Do I do to ignore them behind me?
Do I follow my instincts blindly?
Do I hide my pride from these bad dreams?
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I sit here and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness,
Or do I trust nobody and live in loneliness?
By Myself By: Linkin Park
Who are you?
Tsuzuki decided to head straight to Earth. After passing through the golden gate, he proceeded down to Earth rather slowly. It was during that time that he decided to look over Hisoka's file. He pulled out the folder and began to read...
He stopped his desent from the heavens. He was reading about Hisoka's past- locked in a celler- a "demon"- hated- an empath- rejected by his family- betrayed- alone...
All of it was too much for Tsuzuki. 'So the boy's an empath, that doesn't give the family the right to do what they've done and are doing. How could they hate their own son?' Tsuzuki thought. He once again looked down at the boy's photo. 'I don't see a demon.' he thought to himself, as he realized he was no longer desending. He quickly resumed and soon enough houses came into view. He knew where the boy lived and flew off in the direction of the house.
The town in which the Kurosaki household resigned in was small and quiet. No one would ever suppect what was going to happen, and after reading Hisoka's file, Tsuzuki doubted that anyone would care. It was a weel known fact that Hisoka was ostasized by the town and hated. The thought made Tsuzuki feel sick right as the Kurosaki mansion came into view.
The mansion recked of old wealth. It's mable and granite that seemed to be scattered about accented the finely crafted wood that was the house. The house seemed to appear as old as it probably was, with the tell-tale signs of aging. Yet, Tsuzuki wasn't here to gaze at the house, he had a more important mission.
He landed quietly behind a tree in the yard- A cherry tree he noticed. There was something portentious about that tree, but he shook it off, and began trying to sense Hisoka. After a moment or two he located the boy's siganture below the house. Tsuzuki focused on that spot before teleprting in, but became invisible as not to frighten Hisoka.
Upon teleporting, the first thing Tsuzuki noticed was the lack of light. The place was pretty dark except for one small window, that provided the only light. Next was the smell. The place reaked and Tsuzuki had to supress a gag. It smelled of mold, wetness, and death. Tsuzuki looked around trying to locate the boy, and he did.
Hisoka was sitting in the corner, holding his knees to his chest. His emerald eyes were dull as they stared into the darkness around him. His wheat-blonde hair was a mess, along with his clothing. His cheeks were tinged a slight shade of pink as if he had been crying.
Tsuzuki made himself visible and hid his white wings. He slowly and cautiously approached the boy.
"Hello?" Tsuzuki said hestatntly.
The boy looked up at him, as his eyes began to focus. "Who are you?" he asked a little distrustfully.
Tsuzuki sat down next to Hisoka, who immediatly moved away.
"Who are you?" HIsoka asked again, this time with some anger behind his words, and possibly fear...
"My name is Asato Tsuzuki." Tsuzuki replied, putting out his hand for Hisoka to take. Needless to say, Hisoka didn't take it.
"Why are you here?" He demanded.
Tsuzuki looked away from those peircing eyes. He wasn't sure how to explain himself to Hisoka or if the boy would even believe him.
"If you're here to try and 'cure' me, just get it over with. It won't work, never does, so don't waste my time. If you're here for any other reason, just leave." Hisoka said.
It would be easy, so easy to leave. Tsuzuki could just go back and say that Hisoka refused his him, didn't want him there, but he couldn't. He couldnn't leabe Hisoka after reading that file. He already felt a strange attachment to the boy, which greatly confused him, but still... he wasn't about to leave. He was there because of Hisoka's future... He just couldn't leave. If he left... No. He would bo no better than Hisoka's family. No. He was going to stay whether Hisoka liked it or not.
"I'm not here to try and cure you Hisoka-kun, but I'm not leaving either." Tsuzuki said.
"Then why are you here and how do you know who I am?" Hisoka asked.
Tsuzuki took an deep breath and decided to chance it. "I doubt you will believe me, but please here me out. I'm an angel. I've been sent to ensure your future and cannot leave until I have done so." Tsuzuki said calmly.
Hisoka was shocked, that was not the answer he was expecting at all. It couldn't possibly be right, there was just no way. "You're lying." Hisoka said standing up.
Tsuzuki looked up at the boy. "It's the truth. I know that it seems impossible, but it's the truth. You have to believe me." Tsuzuki said desperatly.
"There's no way. Even if you were an angel, no angel would be watching over me. I'm a demon. Demons and angels don't mix, there's no way. That's how I know you're lying."
"It's true!" Tsuzuki yelled, standing up so that he towered over Hisoka. "It is and I'll prove it to you!"
Tsuzuki stepped back and relaxed. Once he was completely relaxed he willed his white wings to once again appear. Tsuzuki felt the familiar presence on his back as the wings materialized. He opened his eyes and looked over at Hisoka who was staring wide-eyed at him.
"You weren't lying..." Hisoka managed to get out.
"No, I wasn't. I wouldn't lie to you Hisoka." He replied as Hisoka took a step towards him.
Hisoka approached Tsuzuki slowly. Tsuzuki held his breath as Hisoka catiously approached. When Hisoka was standing right infront of the angel, he cautiously lifted his right hand. Tsuzuki understood and brought his wing around so Hisoka could touch it if he wanted to. Hisoka gently placed his hand on the wing and let his hand trail over it The feather was so soft that it didn't seem real, then again none of this seemed real to Hisoka.
"They're real..." Hisoka said, letting his hand continue to caress the angel's wing.
"Yes, they are." Tsuzuki replied as he watched the boy. The boy's eyes were no longer dull but bright. They were filled with a child-like wonder that Tsuzuki could help but think suited the boy.
"I'm going to be here for a while. I"ve been granted permission to interact with you. So, you're stuck with me for the time being." Tsuzuki said.
Hisoka could only nod, still amazed by the wings infront of him. Tsuzuki could only smile at the boy. He didn't know why he felt so drawn to this boy, but there was something... He just didn't know what. All he knew was that he wanted to protect this boy. But how can he protect Hisoka from a future that he's suppose to ensure?
End Chapter 1
Thanks for the reviews so far. I'm not going to say where this stroy is going to go, but remember Hisoka's childhood pretty much sucked. As to the whole Muraki thing... well you'll have to read and find out what happens. I hope you liked the chapter. Please review!