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The train ride was probably the least volatile of the things we did last night.....It was pretty sombering for us all I think. We showed up in Kyoto around 11:30 at night. Pretty late if you ask me. We'd slept most of the trip too, so I knew I was going to be up all night.
I just wish I hadn't seen him at the station.
You know how, Muraki. He came to meet us, that cheeky bastard. He invited me to dinner, and told me he'd make sure I came... From the way he said it, it was disgusting, and I knew if I didn't agree then and there, a lot of blood was going to spill in Kyoto that night.
So, despite a fuming Hisoka, I agreed. I told him if one murder was committed though, I would not come. He seemed to agree, and left us alone then.
Hisoka was livid.
I can't blame him I guess, for being so angry about it. But what can I do? Muraki's not interested in him, or Hijiri, or even Watari. He only seems to have attentions set on me, and I'm the only person he's going to let get close right now.
So, we went to the hotel. Not much else to do but that. It was a nice hotel too, so that cheered us up somewhat... Till we saw our room. It has two beds alright-- one for each pair of shinigami! *sigh* Again Hisoka was pissed off. I couldn't stand it, having him look at me like that, so I decided to go down and get some dinner at the buffet.
Didn't turn out so.
I had a case of deja vu before I went to the dining hall... I don't know what it was exactly that tipped me off, but maybe it was just that I'd gotten so depressed I took notice in the little things. After going outside, I had my suspicions confirmed... We were staying in the same area as the bar.... the bar I'd gotten drunk at.
I even saw that alley I gouged my eye out in.
God knows I felt like doing it again.....
But I restrained from it and went into the bar for a few drinks....
I didn't drink too much, but when I came out, Hisoka was there, confronting me. He was so angry at me for accepting Muraki's proposal... I explained to him why, and how I could have. He accused me of cutting off, of trying to handle it all myself. Maybe I am.
We talked more.... He said Muraki was going to break me. That I couldn't handle it, because the way I looked and felt from just having a conversation with him had nearly knocked me off my stable footing. He said I was going to change...
But that's what I want. I saw everything I needed to know here in Kyoto when I 'changed'. I don't remember any of it now.... But if I change, I will see it again. I'll see Muraki's reasons and his weakness. With Watari's camera, they'll be able to see what I cannot remember. Thus I'll be acting as a spy...
Speaking of cameras-- Muraki's been bugging our rooms with cameras. When Hisoka and I went back to the hotel (after a short walk in the rain, and a police man bothering us thinking we were some couple making out in the park o_0;; we were just sitting under a small foot bridge, talking.) I recieved a heart shaped box from a bellhop. (God not another...) Guess what was inside?
Pictures.
of.
me.
naked.
I'm going to kill him.
I sent the box off to Tatsumi via messenger bird. I don't think I really need to have any explanation for him to come now. And if not, I'm sure the nosebleed will be a good enough repayment for him giving us two beds like that. *sigh*
Watari was up all last night fixing up a spy cam out of the camera we found in our new room thanks to Muraki. I told him he's to go right to bed after he's done. No ifs ands or buts. And Hisoka and Hijiri are going to go out and find some information on that demon that's seemingly connected to Muraki. I want to be free so that when and if Tatsumi arrives, I can go shopping for souveneirs with him and possibly talk to him about some things I'm trying to find the answer to.
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