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[06 Jul 2003|11:43am] hisokakurosaki [ mood | discontent ] I met Tsuzuki's sister. I'm still not entirely sure what to think of her. She made dinner for Watari, Hijiri, Tsuzuki and I (she can actually cook) which was nice. However, during dinner, she asked Tsuzuki about his death. He got pretty upset, the kind where all most people see is a sort of quiet melancholy. I hate it when he's like that. After dinner, Ruka decided that I needed to learn how to dance. She switched off with Tsuzuki for my lessons, and somehow an arguement got started between Tsuzuki and I. I guess he was still depressed from dinner, but he was being so harsh on himself. It wasn't even his fault, really. I tried to make him feel better, but it wasn't working too well until he remembered that I was empathetic, and therefore feeling his pain all too well. So he decided to stop dwelling on it for me. Problem is, I don't want him repressing it, and I'm worried that may be what's going to happen. He said that he'd stop putting himself down, but with memories like his...I have to wonder if he won't just try to bury them. I'm beginning to wonder again if being an empath does more harm than good. He cheered up a bit later, but I can only wonder how long it will last. He's been acting really strange lately. Damn it...I wish he'd let me help. post comment

when you wake up... [06 Jul 2003|09:53am] tsuzukiasato This morning when I woke, Ruka was gone. She had come to see me at the cost of her own paradise nearly, and she didn't even say goodbye. I suppose in retrospect it was probably for the better. I may have broken down and wept. Hisoka hates to see me sad so perhaps she understood that and made it quick and painless. Fast. Just like before when we were seperated. Nothing to be done over it now. Very little a restricted Shinigami like myself can do anyway. Besides she wanted me to be happy so I'm going to try my best to be so. Starting with teaching Hisoka the waltz. After he wakes up of course. It's amazing, I actually woke up before he did. I think I'll go make breakfast for him. post comment

Memories revisted [04 Jul 2003|02:16am] watariyutaka [ mood | happy ] [ music | The Hong Kong Knife - Love Me ] By Enma... it was wonderful.... *_* Hijiri and I made love for the first time that last night in Osaka... and... well it was so dream-like and unreal, but absolutely beautiful. *little hearts everywhere* I'm pretty sure that everyone in the office knows now though. I just couldn't stop thinking about it. Tsuzuki mentioned something about sparkles everywhere around me. I wouldn't be surprised ^_^. I'm happy that I finally got to be with Hijiri. I had dreamed about it for so long and I was finally ready. Concerning our other undertakings in Osaka on the second day, we went and got some lilies for my mother, and went to the cemetary. We passed the apartment building where my mother and I used to live before... I had to move back to Kyoto. I grew up in Osaka. It was my home... even though Kyoto is my home too. I don't want to think too much about Kyoto though. I seem really happy everytime I go there... but there are some things there that I'd rather not remember. But on to other things. We went to the cemetary. Mother was buried in the very back beneath a cherry tree that hangs over the stone wall. I'm back there too... but I prefer not to look at my grave. Hell, I'm not even sure how I died. I don't know if anybody knows. I think that maybe I'm better off not knowing. But Hijiri and I knelt, and I arranged the lilies on Mother's grave, and we talked to her a bit. I introduced Hijiri to her and told her that I loved him and how very special he was to me. I hope she likes him. I know... I talk about Mother as if she's still alive. But, I know she's not. She passed away some 56 years ago. She was the most wonderful mother that someone could ever have, and her love was unconditional... even though... there were certain things about me... and my existance, that were painful for her, I'm sure, but she loved me anyway. I miss her very much. I don't talk about her often, but I think about her a lot, and I carry a picture of her in my pocket. It's a very old and worn photo by now. It was taken almost 60 years ago. But... moving on, Hijiri went over to my grave, the rather neglected thing it was, and put some sunflowers there... they're my favorite flower, because they mean happiness. After we left the cemetary, we went to dinner, and then back to the hotel and into the hotsprings... where... I decided that I was ready to be with Hijiri, and we went up to the room and... well you know the rest of the story ^_^. Oh! Hijiri's talking in his sleep. @@ shit, it's 2:13 in the morning, and I have to be to work at 8 am. Tatsumi mentioned something about a new mission to me, so I'll probably be staying late to research. I hope it's nothing too big ;_; post comment

memorable evening. . . [04 Jul 2003|12:13am] hijiriminase [ mood | loved ] well it's been a while but I've been really busy that I haven't had time to update. Had to take care of Watari till he got back from being a lion. I can feel the blush already from that. See when he turned into a lion, he was inside of his clothes. I had just taken a shower and I find him naked and confused on the couch. I thought I would never say this but he looks elegant. I mean him. like his form. . . and. . . ok that's enough. but it was good to have him back and I missed his embrace so much. We did get to go to Osaka. The last time I went there, I was playing for a concert there and only got to see like the airport, my hotel room, and the concert hall and that was it, but it's so beautiful. Watari took me sight seeing a bit. I have to develop the pictures soon and show them off. I was thinking about making a collage with them but maybe when I have time. Watari and I went to a very nice temple that was having an annual ceremony. I'm still kinda confused on what it was for but you went up to the priest and he poured water on your head as you prayed. it was a blessing ceremony I think. But anyways, we went to the museum and a few other places. Then that night, Watari surprised me and took me to a festival that was going on. The booths had so many nifty things! Watari said he would buy anything I wanted but I didn't want a thing. I liked just being there with him and that was enough. but then I changed back. . . During the fireworks. I'm now back to my old normal size and that change really made me feel sick. I guess I was disappointed but I felt so dizzy and about threw up. my body didn't like the sudden change again but thankfully after a dip in the hot springs at the hotel we were at and a good night's rest, I felt much better. The next day we went to go see Watari's mom's grave. It was hidden in the back under a cherry tree that hung over the wall from next door. It was very peaceful there. I usually don't like going to go see even my family's grave but I felt at peace and it was very tranquil there. Watari laid some flowers on his mother's gravestone and I bought some sunflowers to put by Watari's grave. I remembered hearing that his grave was next to hers and I thought I would put his favorite flowers there. I think it hurt Watari to remember his life. His neighborhood that he grew up in, was mostly condemd and about ready to fall apart at just a push from a finger. He was in a very depressive mood all day but I think it helped that I was there. And then dinner at a nice resturant seemed to help too. I can tell he likes to spoil me. I'm happy anywhere with him though. no matter what. After dinner, we went back to the hotel to wind down and take another dip in the hot springs since we were going back the next day. I didn't want to go back. I just wanted to stay there with Watari and hold onto him tightly. But I knew we had to go back. The hot springs help to flood away the thought of work and then something happened and Watari and I were kissing in the hot springs. I mean no one was around and it was just us since it was the off season and everything but something about the way he held me was different. . . more intense. He told me then he wanted to be with me that night. I didn't know what to say. He was ready but yet. . . I was too. We went back up to the room. the words are lost to me as to how it was but. . . it was wonderful. so surreal. . . . not like anytime before with anyone else. It was so right in many ways and Watari was wonderful. It was his first but it was like he knew exactly what to do. He was a little unsure of himself but he cared and didn't want to hurt me in anyway. I still can't believe that we laid together that night but it was beautiful and I still can remember every detail of what happened. . . I knew that it wasn't a dream when after we got back, Watari was all "sparkley" I mean everywhere! there were sparkles. I thought that you know. . this would be between us but I think the whole office knows. actually I'm sure. oh well. I'm glad that Watari is happy and that's what matters. Oh! something interesting happened yesterday as well. Tsuzuki's sister came down from heaven! I never knew what it was like to have sibilings but it was rather amusing to see the way Tsuzuki's sister Ruka, mothered him. But Tsuzuki was not happy that she was there. but she was worried that he wasn't doing all right. She's sweet but a bit too hyper. well sorta hyper but mostly she keeps going and going and you get the idea. She invited Watari and me to dinner. I haven't seen so much food in so long and had anything that tasted that good! I'm going to have to get her to teach me some things before she goes back to heaven. the dinner conversation was a bit too much family only for me but other then that, dinner was good. well I need some sleep. post comment

Osaka Day 1 [02 Jul 2003|01:32am] watariyutaka [ mood | indescribable ] [ music | Hijiri snoring ] Well, Hijiri and I are in Osaka. And yes, I'm quite back to normal. No more lion Watari. But we've had a lot of fun so far. We got to the hotel and settled in before going sight seeing. We went to a temple and both went through a purification and pray ceremony. Hijiri seemed a little nervous, but I told him that I'd protect him no matter what. ^_^. Then, we went back to the hotel and I blindfolded him and took him to a festival with fireworks and all. He turned back to normal though, and his yukata was nearly falling off of him. @@ I carried him back to the hotel and took him to the hotsprings. He wasn't feeling well, so I took him back up to the room and we went to sleep, but I just woke up a bit ago. Still tired though. Tomorrow... we're going to see Mother. We need to stop and get some flowers.... I can't wait for her to meet Hijiri... I hope she likes him. post comment

kitty chaos. . . [13 Jun 2003|02:17pm] hijiriminase [ mood | stressed ] This is just great. . . .JUST GREAT!!. . . Watari went and did something that cause him to turn into a lion. --;; It's only a few more days till we go to Osaka and he's a lion. I don't know how to cure him cause I don't know which antidote is which. Hopefully this will wear off soon and when it does, Watari is going to be labeling stuff. I mean this is really ridiculious! He's a lion cub but yet looks like a lion, like a stuffed animal. I mean he's cute and all especially when he tries to look all big and only that little rawr comes out of him. I can't help but chuckle. He cause a lot of mischief though yesterday. He chewed on Tsuzuki's leg, growled at Hisoka, and ruined one of Tatsumi-san's ties. He's gotta pay for that when he's back to normal. Tatsumi-san wasn't at all pleased about Watari's current stage. I would have to say that he was actually pissed about it. I finally got him to calm down and right now he's on a leash. He likes to pounce at my feet so as long as I keep his attention I'm fine. He's cute though when he sleeps. He curled up on my pillow last night and was purring and his tail was going up and down but landed so softly. I took a picture of him like that so I can show him what happened cause he's got the mentality of a kitten right now so he'll proably not remember him being this cute. I took a bunch more pictures to show Watari. . . . better go the leash just broke ;;;; post comment

[12 Jun 2003|08:04pm] hisokakurosaki [ mood | indescribable ] Yesterday night, Tsuzuki suggested that, since our relationship has come so far already, we could share a bedroom. I agreed, so I guess we'll be moving around a bit before we leave for this case next week. Well, I'll be moving at any rate. We're using his room since it's bigger, so mine will become a study. We're going to leave my bed in there, though, so it'll double as a guest room, and that way if we ever just need space for whatever reason we can have it. I can't believe how close I've gotten to him. He was the first one who cared about me at all, and even now he's the only close friend I've made among the shinigami. It's a little scary to think about it, but he's broken down a lot of the walls that took so much pain to build in the first place. I don't think I'd be able to survive on my own anymore. I don't know if he realises that. I don't even know if I want him to know it. I don't like feeling that I have to depend on others. I don't want to be a burden to Tsuzuki. post comment

Interesting evening [11 Jun 2003|05:17pm] watariyutaka [ mood | blushy ] [ music | Iman - The Neverending Story ] Last night... was... um.... interesting. I got to go home finally, and Hijiri made dinner and we ate together. All that was normal. And then, he went to take a shower... and aparrently... he grabbed the wrong clothes, because he came back out in the towel... I couldn't help but stare at him! He's gorgeous! And well... we started talking and... he asked me if I wanted him to drop the towel.... I got up from the couch and embraced him... and he did. Hijiri is very beautiful. I held him close, then asked him... if I could do to him, what he wanted to do to me the other night... and I did. I saw a side of Hijiri I had never seen. He... oh, how do I explain... he seemed to be afraid. He was shaking. I asked him if he was alright. He said that he was, and just nuzzled closer to me. He looks smaller without his clothing on. Almost frail. I love him <3 This morning... there were pictures circulating around the office of what I did last night. I can't believe it! Takara's up to it again! Or maybe the apartment's bugged. I probably should have put some thought into it before I did that in the living room. ;;; *blush* I've been snatching them up left and right and Tsuzuki really scared a couple of office girls over the pictures. I've burnt them with some of that special acid in the trashcan. post comment

mind racing . . . [11 Jun 2003|10:10am] hijiriminase [ mood | indescribable ] Well I don't know if Takara will be up to his same old tricks concerning Watari and I since the person who employed him was Muraki. We found out thanks to Tsuzuki punching straight through him and injuring him very badly, that Takara had had his eyes removed and were replaced with mechanical ones like the one he has himself. I guess Muraki used them to also watch us whenever Takara was near any of us . . . the pictures didn't suffice I guess. . . also Muraki placed some kind of spell on Takara cause he doesn't remember what he's been doing for a while now. I guess I can't be mad at him because it was Muraki's doing. And Muraki is behind this because Takara told us under his spell and also Muraki sent me an email. . . Hisoka figured that Takara proably gave it to him cause I don't know how he got it otherwise. . . he said I would play my violin to the death march for those who will be gone forever. . . I don't know if he meant me but I doubt it. I just have this feeling but I worry for the others. . . he keeps going after Tsuzuki as it is, then Hisoka pissed him off big time by destroying that head thing back in Kyoto and then . . . he said he was disappointed in me for being with another . . . he sent me on to be with Tsuzuki as Tsuzuki's servant or to just make Tsuzuki pissed or maybe both. . . so I fear for Watari. . . Muraki is insane. . . and he will do stuff to make things go his way. . . I can remember what he use to do to me when I wouldn't play my violin for him. . . Tsuzuki and Hisoka are suppose to be leaving today to go and face him. . . I pray that they return home. . . Watari is worried about me now I guess. . . I can see him glancing over at me seeing me look sad as I write this. . . I must look pathetic. I mean here I am suppose to be older now which will wear off anytime now (Hisoka is back to normal but because of my slow healing I'm staying like this a bit longer I guess) and act older. I felt older and more proud but I'm turning back into that scared kid again. . . I need to stop this. I shouldn't show my fear to others and learn to face my fears. I care very much for everyone and I need to be strong for them and myself. especially Watari. . . I need to be strong for him. show no fear and be there to tell him it's alright. . . I mean I'm so weak that the other day when I could hear all the office workers snickering over some new photos that had Watari and I being together with private moments I just snapped. . . .I think I scared him but I just couldn't see straight. . . I need to control my emotions. . . and just ignore those people. I also showed my weakness to Watari yesterday. . . He wasn't able to come home the night before because he needed to run more tests and stay with Takara. I went home and it seemed so dark and cold. . . I was lonely. . . I didn't go back to the lab and stayed with Watari like I should have. . . no I jsut stayed at home sitting in the dark thinking about him. I couldn't even sleep I missed being with him. . . he brings me such great warmth cause I can feel how much he cares for me. and . . . I'm sounding pathetic again. Watari last night surprised me. He missed me a lot too that night and he came up behind me while I was finishing dinner and hugged me tightly. he didn't want to let go and neither did I. After dinner though I went to go take a shower. . . I had grabbed clothes that were small and went to go change but I thought Watari was in his room. . . . He was in the living room and he saw me with the towel just wrapped around me waist. He came up to me and embraced me and after I had asked and he said he wanted to see me, I just dropped the towel and the clothes I had. . . I could feel the flush on my cheeks and they reddened as he told me I was beautiful. He laid me on the couch and did what I wanted to do to repay him the other night. . . he said he had dreamed of doing it to me and last night he held me close. I think I was trembling. He's seen me just as I am. how vulnurable I am and who I am. I'm glad I could show him myself though. I better get back to work for I'm blushing and I think that everyone might get suspious. post comment

[11 Jun 2003|01:22am] hisokakurosaki [ mood | content ] Tsuzuki punched Takara...hard enough to go through him. Jerk had it coming, but Tsuzuki was pretty upset afterwards. And bloody. It was all over his shirt and down his hand and arm. And of course, that meant when I tried to make him feel better, and we ended up kissing in the hall he got blood all over my clothes. Not that it matters much, as a few minutes later, I shrunk back to my sixteen year old self, and my clothes were suddenly much too big, and therefore of no use. So Tsuzuki and I went home to clean up and try to salvage his suit. We were greeted at teh door by the repairman, who informed us that only one shower was working, and it would be turned off in about twenty minutes. It was right after this that Tsuzuki called my attention to the large amount of blood in my hair that would need to be washed out. Drying blood feels disgusting. So, with no time for separate showers, we took one together. With shorts on, because he knew I was uneasy. At any rate, it wasn't so bad, except when I kind of hurt his feelings when I snapped at him for startling me. He was only trying to help. We dried off, and ditched work, choosing to spend the rest of the day at home. We talked for a while. For some reason that is beyond me, he seems to take a great deal of amusement from making me blush. Some of his comments.... He decided that we needed nicknames for each other. Apparently I am 'Kitty' or 'Neko-chan'; whichever strikes his fancy at the moment. He's always telling me that I'm just like a cat. I didn't know what to call him. Baka seemed insensitive at that point (I remember when I wouldn't have cared. Shows how far I've come.). So he told me that I could call him Asato. Sort of a twisted version of a nickname, considering it's his first name, but since everyone else calls him Tsuzuki....At any rate, it shows that he wants to let me in; that he's willing to let down his barriers for me. That night--last night--we made love. I never understood how people could call it that before last night, but the feelings with Tsuzuki were all care and joy and love. Nothing dark or cold--I knew it wouldn't be like that...but I hadn't known how pure it could be. I'm glad it happened and...I hope we do it more often. post comment

What is a name? [10 Jun 2003|08:04pm] tsuzukiasato [ mood | contemplative ] Yesterday was pretty bad. I lost my temper. And sadly, a co-worker of sorts was on the wrong end of it. It's rare I get like that. Even with Muraki I've hardly ever gotten so mad I couldn't see straight. But when Takara began to post pictures up at work-- of me, of Hijiri....of Hisoka..... I could just feel my blood boiling. What was worse, was that Takara had been working for Muraki. It seems his clients range from harmless, but perverted lonely counts to raving, definitely not harmless lunatics. He thought it was funny. Funny that I was angry about him taking pictures of Hisoka... I had to leave, when he came into the office, but he got in a few quick words at me that sent me over the edge before I could get away in time. Hisoka says he deserved to have me practically rip his rib cage out like I nearly did. But still. It was... a rather disturbing thing for me when I finished. I felt so numb. So tired. I only did that one other time, and it was a long, long time ago. I went home to get cleaned up, and Hisoka tagged along. Konoe and Tatsumi were too taken aback (well Tatsumi really, Konoe was probably just uncertain if I'd turn on him too.) to stop me or punish me then. (though Tatsumi did leave a bill on my desk for cleaning and repairs.) Hisoka came home with me, because he was worried. I can't blame him. Who wouldn't after seeing me like that? But...I was fine. Just... shaky. I'm anxious. I want to go to earth and stop Muraki... but yet I'm busy doing all this research with Hisoka.... I'm edgy. Nervous. The evening got better after I'd showered. One, because Hisoka and I showered together. I know he doesn't like to, because he's ashamed of his body (he changed back to his normal self just when we got home.). But I hope he knows that I don't care about that. I love him, not his body. We talked a little after getting dressed again. It was nice. Just sitting there, listening to his hushed voice. He made my troubles, and anxiety all but slip away. It was rather cute, because I gave him kitten as a pet name. To which he was offended, but I told him he could call me whatever he wanted in return. "Tsuzuki... I guess." Then I knew. It was time. Time to let go of the past and go on with my future. So I told him. "Asato. That's my name. Only you can call me that." And call me it, he did. He cried it out into my shoulder, trying to muffle the pleasure he felt was too shameful to express in sound. He did that practically all night. I should feel embarrassed, but I can't really scrounge up the urge to do so. It just....felt right. There was nothing shameful in it, just beauty. Warmth. I'm really glad he's my partner... Because now I have a friend, and a kindred soul to call to when I need it, and he I. I wonder if we'll do it again tonight? I can only hope. post comment

Eyes and things [10 Jun 2003|07:12pm] watariyutaka [ mood | working ] [ music | Petshop of Horrors - Jikuu Ryokou ] Well, I spent all last night in the infirmary and in the lab because Tsuzuki seriously injured Takara. Takara is still in the infirmary right now with his injuries mostly healed thanks to Hijiri, but I found a problem with his eyes. They seem to have been replaced by mechnical eyes. I removed them today after I finally got some sleep in the lab. Hijiri brought me breakfast. It seems that he didn't get any sleep either. He said that he was lonely. I feel bad for not being able to go home with him. But I got to come home tonight. I'm still running tests on those mechnical eyes to see how they work. It seems as though Muraki was purchasing Takara's services and obtaining the pictures. That bastard even went as far as to send Hijiri and threatening email. I had hoped that he was dead... but it seems as though he's quite alive. And if he does come back, I won't let him lay a hand on Hijiri. Only a few more days until Hijiri and I go to Osaka. He needs the rest. Right now, I'm taking a break from my testing, and planning things for us to do and see. I hope he likes the arrangement. If not, we can always change it. Currently, I'm looking at taking him to an fair that they have running. I wonder how he'll enjoy that. I think I'll keep that a secret too. Oh well. Off to dinner. Hijiri says it's ready. He needs a hug. post comment

[08 Jun 2003|12:34am] watariyutaka [ mood | loved ] [ music | Utada Hikaru - First Love ] Wai! <3 <3 <3 Hijiri and I had so much fun on our first date! I took him to this classy restaurant in the classier part of town and we ate there and I was sou glad that I was able to reserve a window table for us. Then, as a surprise, I took him to the park where the local symphony was having a concert and we sat on a bench away from the people but near the stage. I think he really liked it. We went home after that and it was kinda late. When we got home, we went to bed and apparently, Hijiri wanted to... um... do... uhh... things... to me to repay me. But I told him he didn't have to, and I that I wasn't quite ready to go that far. He said that he understood. That wasn't just our first date. It was my first date. I've never been on a date before, and I tried to make that one as special for Hijiri has possible. *yawn* bed time post comment

First Date. . . [07 Jun 2003|11:57pm] hijiriminase [ mood | thoughtful ] Well the hungry yen asshole spy is up to it again! this time he has someone who's wanting pictures of me! I can't think of who and he says they're not in the office so I don't know who. . . but he's been putting pictures up apparently on the bulletin boards of Tsuzuki and Hisoka and Watari and me in private moments. . . he even took a picture of my hicky which is actually almost faded. I guess I couldn't keep my healing powers from letting it heal quickly apparently. oh well. but I'm still mad at Takara for taking those pictures of me and not telling me who they are for! grrr. . . he was even filming me and Watari when I went outside when I was furious at him and was taking pictures of me then as well! I sent him into a sleep spell though with my violin so he didn't bother us for the rest of lunch. Anyways, Watari and I had our first date yesterday. It was so nice! and fancy too! I mean it was on the ritz part of town so I guess it was. Both Watari and I got a fish dinner. It was excellent and the view from our seats was amazing! I could see the town all around me with the lights flickering against the velvet night sky. After dinner, Watari had a surprise for me. He took me to a concert in the park! They had a whole symphoney playing wonder classical music and even a fire works display at the end. It was so magical I guess you could say. We got home and we both went to bed. . . I wanted to do something nice for Watari to thank him for a wonderful night that I had. . . I thought I would um. . . give him oral pleaure. He wasn't ready to go that far. I understand. I guess I'm rushing it a bit. I want to be with Watari. I mean I love him with all my heart and I want us to share that moment together to show each other that we both love each other with all our hearts. He's not ready though and I mean it would be his first time. . . good grief I feel like a man slut now. I mean I would like to give my first time to Watari but that was taken by Muraki. . . . many times in fact. . . then Tsuzuki and I had that fling. . . then 003 raped me. . . I know that two of those were not my fault but I just feel like I'm a fuck toy to be shoved around. I mean I cared very deeply for Tsuzuki but I think we both just pitied each other and that's why we did it. But those other two times and one of them being many. . . I felt so dirty. but I want this to be a pure experience and I know it will be. cause I'm with the person I love. post comment

[07 Jun 2003|02:19am] tsuzukiasato [ mood | tired ] Muraki, Takara. Hand in hand. Not much else to say really. Too tired lately to do much else than let the ocean current pull me. I get so tired of this.... So tired of fighting against a tide I can't win against. To top it off Hisoka's pissed off about the pictures. I can't blame him. But like I said, I'm too tired to do anything about it. The part about Muraki taking my pictures is new, but I expected it of him. Nothing much to do about it anyway, except go to earth and find the skuzzball and nail him. To a cross that is. Bastard. It's really late. Or is that early? I can't sleep, despite being tired. I need to cut back on my caffiene I think. post comment

[07 Jun 2003|02:20am] hisokakurosaki [ mood | pissed off ] Today...was not a good day. Actually, today was pretty bad. It started out okay, I suppose. I found out where Muraki will be basically. It was a total accident that I found it at all, but after noticing it, I felt really stupid for not having seen it earlier. It's so blatently obvious. Muraki's been following a nautilus curve selecting the places he stays. Which means I can predict where he'll be staying for the next several days. He has about four stops until he reaches the center, but Tsuzuki and I are going to try and stop him before then. He knows we'll be coming, but he doesn't know exactly where or when, so long as we go before he reaches the center. I swear he's laughing at us. At the very center is an old church, the last place he should be able to enter. And for some reason, I have a really bad feeling about this case. So, how exactly could my day get worse after discovering that the psycho who killed me and drove Tsuzuki to attempt suicide is calling us? Just a little while back, I wrote about how Hakushaku was paying someone to videotape Tsuzuki. The shinigami's name is Takara, a real jerk, who apparently doesn't only work for Hakushaku. I found out that he had taken pictures of Tsuzuki and I...ah...enjoying private time. I angrily confronted Takara, meaning I yelled at him and hit him with two of my psychic blasts. He gave me a bit of a description of another of his employers. Muraki. Muraki has those pictures of Tsuzuki and I. Needless to say I was not pleased. I went back to tell Tsuzuki, but he knew. Muraki had scrawled a note and his address on the back of one of the pictures and sent it back. Bastard. I was angry, shaken, embarrassed, and drained from being stupid and attacking Takara. Of course, sitting down on the floor beside Tsuzuki was not the best way to hide this. He practically dragged me to the infirmary, telling me I needed to rest. When I wouldn't lay down, he laid down on top of me, in the infirmary, during working hours. With people in the building! If I didn't love that baka so much I'd've knocked him right onto the floor for that. Of course, using that as a threat (even if I didn't mean it) offended him. Chikusho...I thought we knew each other better than we do. If I say that I could knock him off, but I haven't actually done so, it means I won't. Well...I might have if someone had walked in. Being in a position like that would have put us in the center of attention of the office gossips, which is a pain. Literally. I hope it rains tomorrow. I'm in the mood to go out and wander around in a downpour. Maybe I'll get washed away. post comment

Pictures [05 Jun 2003|11:09pm] watariyutaka [ mood | annoyed ] [ music | Hijiri taking a shower ^_^ ] Well, Hijiri and I have... well... been getting a bit more intimate lately. No, we didn't go all the way... not yet. We were making out and... wel... I gave him a hicky. A love bite. Whatever you want to call it. I've never even had one. Only a bruise from getting beaten up that everyone thought was a hicky... but that's a different story entirely. I'm taking him on a date tomorrow. Probably just a dinner and a movie type thing. I need to ask where he wants to go ;-; cause I don't know. I want him to choose what we'll do, but I'm going to pay for everything. Maybe I could surprise him. There is a really nice resturaunt in the classier part of town. Maybe we could go there. And then a movie... or the theater... I think there is a symphony going on in the park tomorrow night. Maybe he would like that. I know how much he likes music. Hijiri keeps getting harrassed at work. Tsuzuki too. Stupid picture thing. Stupid Takara. He's selling pictures of Hijiri to some nasty leecher and he won't tell us who. Grr. I don't like him harrassing Hijiri. It makes me mad. *sigh* I think I should probably go to bed soon. Hijiri is about to get out of the shower, so I'll wait for him. All this makes me angry. But soon Hijiri and I get to go to Osaka. So happy. post comment

[05 Jun 2003|08:29pm] hijiriminase [ mood | mixed ] Well the other day Tsuzuki and Hisoka didn't show up to work and it was quite around the office except for the office workes gossiping about everyone --;; they were gossiping about Watari and me sleeping together before work and that's why we were late. It wasn't though, we just kinda snuggled a bit and enjoyed each other's presence around each other. . . and Watari had a hentai dream apparently cause I woke up to him having his hand below the belt I guess you could say. I mean I didn't mind and all but it just kinda startled me. . . no I didn't mind it one bit, in fact I liked it. his touch is so much gentlier then anyone elses and it felt wonderful. . . anyways I'm getting off subject. . . Tsuzuki and Hisoka have been kinda quite since they showed up yesterday. Everyone's now trying to ignore the office empolyees spreading gossip. This one got on my nerves though. I think his name was Takara and his partner was Elle. Elle is a sweet kid but Takara is a money hungry asshole. Apparently he's a spy for a "higher person" to spy on Tsuzuki and take pictures and video tape him. . . this person has from Takara the nights that Tsuzuki and I slept together. . . those are private yet this person has them and watches them! oh and the best part was Takara taunted me and said I wasn't a "big seller" with his buyers. . . . I don't like the fact that people have seen Tsuzuki and I and I HATE the fact that Tsuzuki is having to go through this! it's not right but. . . there's nothing I can do though. . . grrr. . . people around here are starting to get annoying! about the only people I get along with is Watari, Tsuzuki, Hisoka, Tatsumi-san, Konoe-san, Wakaba, and Elle. but I did try to tell Takara off and ended up trying to punch him and he just pushed me down. . . I said that he was the worse shinigami for doing that stuff. He said there were worse. . . I disagree though. . . the WORST is now back to being an owl. Oh, Watari is planning on going to Osaka in a few weeks and after an arrangement with Tatsumi-san, we can both go. I can't wait. It'll be nice to not have to worry about work like during that week. well I did worry about work but atleast this time this vacation is PLANNED. Watari and I are official couples. He's planning on taking me on a date! tomorrow. I'm so excited about that. We'll proably go italian since it's his favorite. I'm not that picky and I like italian so it's cool. But I'll look funny wearing a turtle neck in this kind of weather though. oh . . . yeah. last night Watari and I kinda got into it. . . we were only making out but still just the way we were was intense. and Watari gave me a hicky. . . so now I'm wearing a turtle neck sweater to cover it up so that the office employees won't be saying anything. more then they do that is. but I'm kinda proud that he's marked me. I mean it's the first one I've ever had and to me it says that I'm his and no one can have me except him which is how I want it. well I better check on dinner. I think the baked fish is done. later post comment

[03 Jun 2003|10:50pm] tsuzukiasato [ mood | gloomy ] Blah. Tatsumi called us today cause we didn't go in. I was too annoyed to deal with him. Don't know what's wrong with me lately. I shouldn't get upset when Hisoka is....well, HISOKA. I know he puts his foot in his mouth sometimes, hell we all do. But yesterday was just a bit hard to understand him much. First he was mad, because I knew someone was video taping me, but couldn't DO anything about it because I didn't know how or when it happened all the time. I couldn't help but hide my tears from him. I just wanted to stop talking about the whole matter, because until now I'd pretty much convinced myself into forgetting about it. But I never expected Hisoka to get up and LEAVE... I didn't see him the rest of the day either. He sent me a note via Wakaba, saying he was sorry but over not being able to get over his fears of sex, and that I couldn't get over what he couldn't get over. That made me angry. And a bit sad. I do understand. Especially about that now. Why does he think this? I don't understand THAT. I was upset that he just walked away... So I wrote on the back of his note my response, taped it to his door, and went to bed with a horrendous headache. He came home late that night, so both of us slept in. Me with a migraine, him from being up too late. Hence Tatsumi yelled at us. I don't care. I'll deal with it tommorrow. I don't care anymore. About much anyway. I just want to go to bed again. I've been drifiting in and out of sleep. It's getting near that time again. Maybe that's why I'm so moody lately.... Probably. post comment

[03 Jun 2003|11:44pm] hisokakurosaki [ mood | annoyed ] Tsuzuki called me naive, which, in some ways, I suppose I am. After all, it's not like my family ever talked about any of the situations I find myself in with him, and they were practically the only people I had contact with. At any rate, it wasn't being called naieve that bothered me, but the fact that he laughed.... We still haven't gone all the way, but he's done other things to me...that's not right. We've done other things...but that doesn't seem right, either.... I still don't like talking about it at all, even here. It's the second time he's done it, and, just like after the first, he asked me afterwards if I liked it. I understand that he wants to respect my boundaries, but I still wish he wouldn't ask me things like that. What does he expect me to say, anyways? Plus--no suprise here--another complication has popped up in our relationship. It seems Hakushaku-sama has a shinigami hired to videotape Tsuzuki. I spoke to Tsuzuki about it, and he told me that he never knows when that guy is around, so he can't do anything about it. I've got a sense of him now, though, so I can tell. Even if emotions feel the same from everyone, there are always underlying patterns that I can use to identify people. With this guy it's greed; a lust for money. If I catch him making more of his tapes, I will make sure he's sorry for it. I'd been thinking lately that I've been entirely too talkative. Then Tsuzuki and I had another misunderstanding, and now he thinks we need to talk more. It's bad enough that he's starting to get depressed again, and I seem to be developing a whole new set of nightmares, but he wants to talk it all out. Talking will probably be the worst thing we could do about our problems. Looking back, it seems that everytime we've had a problem and we tried to talk it over, I would say something to make it worse. I'm just not good with words. I tried making him strawberry muffins this morning to see if that would help. I don't know that it did. Even though we stayed home from work (apparently he slept in, and he didn't feel like waking me from where I had drifted off at the table) he's been quiet all day, and sort of distant. I've been having trouble reading him lately. I don't know why. Either he's trying to shield himself from me, or my own emotions are getting in the way.... post comment

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