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Day 26; Doctor's Office 3; Dr. Muraki

Aug 18, 2007 20:54

There was a rose on his desk. A large flower the colour of fresh blood, so fragrant and soft it seemed to mask the usual cigarette smoke and sterile impersonality of the room. Where it had come from, the doctor would not say. A gift, maybe. A smile and shrug ( Read more... )

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somber_secret August 19 2007, 02:04:54 UTC

Hisoka didn't let himself feel relieved even after he had left the cafeteria. Although he was sure Kurikara and Tatsumi would hold up their end of the bargain, he was still in deep trouble, whether it be because he was walking down death row or because the boy knew Tsuzuki wouldn't take the news of their plans well still remained to be seen.

If anything was for certain though, they reached Muraki's office far too quickly for Hisoka's liking. With a knock, Hisoka's nurse opened the door and ushered the boy inside, prattling endlessly about how "good" this would be fore him and otherwise utter bullshit. To all appearances, Hisoka didn't really care, his face expressionless and his eyes cold as he entered the room.

In reality, he was tempted to scream. He was going to be alone with Muraki, dammit.

"Hello, Doctor! This is Alex Grey!"

damned_doctors August 19 2007, 02:40:33 UTC

Muraki smiled. "Good afternoon, Alex."

He nodded at the nurse, and she let herself out, shutting the door firmly behind her. His smile had turned pleased and vicious even before they heard the click. Here he was again, face to face with the boy from the church. "Please, sit down. We have a lot to discuss."

somber_secret August 19 2007, 02:50:16 UTC

It was a wonder how he managed to maintain his indifferent facade as the nurse finally left, it was all Hisoka could do not to narrow his eyes. Sit, right.

In hell.

"I prefer to stand." That way he'd be ready should Muraki try anything, which he would.

damned_doctors August 19 2007, 03:08:23 UTC

And so it began. Muraki didn't move from his chair, not yet. He kept his eyes level with Alex's, his expression calm. The boy was halfway across the room, but his voice was low and clear. "Oh, but I insist.

I can get you something if you're feeling tense. I understand this is your first time as well."

somber_secret August 19 2007, 03:16:47 UTC

This time Hisoka's eyes did narrow, if only slightly, his expression otherwise unchanging. He was sure the doctor meant well, but he would have rather been showering or stabbing himself repeatedly with a hot iron than to sit only a few feet away from a murdering bastard.

"I'm fine." He didn't move away from the door.

damned_doctors August 20 2007, 02:32:45 UTC

Muraki chuckled. "You're as stubborn as your roommate. Really, what do you think I'll do to you?"

somber_secret August 20 2007, 02:51:41 UTC

Now that would only be giving him ideas and getting screwed over by his own suggestion was the last thing Hisoka needed right about now. He still didn't move from his spot, the curse marks burning a warning into his skin as to what would happen if he did.

"Hurt your hand, doctor?" Hisoka replied icily, intentionally changing the subject. Muraki's hand wasn't entirely in plain sight, but Hisoka could see the brace and that alone sent vicious satisfaction through the boy.

damned_doctors August 20 2007, 03:00:34 UTC

Muraki raised his hand, bringing it into plan sight and tugged his sleeve down a little to show the brace. He looked at it with a pleasured disinterest, obviously seeing something more satisfying beyond. "Your concern is touching, but I will recover quickly." He soothed, almost sarcastic.

Then he smiled again and met Hisoka's eyes. "If you must know, it was well worth the effort."

somber_secret August 20 2007, 03:22:25 UTC

Just like that, Hisoka could easily envision killing him. If he was strong enough a simple twist of the neck would do the job, but the question was did Hisoka want it to be that simple? He could remember Renji, a gruff asshole at best, reduced to having to watch others out of paranoia. And Tsuzuki. Always returning a bit more broken than before.

No, Muraki didn't deserve to die peacefully. Not in the least. Hisoka was careful to keep his expression the same despite the rage that grasped tightly at his chest.

"I'm sure, breaking your wrist while masturbating must be the highlight of your life."

damned_doctors August 22 2007, 20:00:42 UTC

He wondered if Alex would ever know how close to the truth he'd just gotten. His meaning was different of course; Muraki had gained only cruel satisfaction and the wrist had been broken before anything interesting happened, but the act was spot on.

Such a perceptive boy.

"No, that would be the time I've spent with you." The sarcasm was gone, and it was hard to tell just which way Muraki meant this. He brushed some hair away from his eyes. "Are you jealous?"

somber_secret August 22 2007, 21:16:40 UTC

Hisoka didn't care how Muraki had meant it, all he really knew was how it sounded and he didn't like it. Not in the least. The boy's shoulders tensed as he fought not to lunge at the arrogant bastard seated across the room.

But oh how he wanted to.

"I can't really say I've ever been jealous of a decrepit old man before, so no." He wouldn't have envied Muraki even if he was the king of the world.

damned_doctors August 22 2007, 21:19:24 UTC

"I'm not talking about myself." Muraki's vanity seemed to be untouched by Alex's insults. In fact, he seemed to be quite content letting the boy cling to safe ground.

"There's no need to be so defensive. If you would like, I can administer the same treatment as your roommate. I'm sure you would benefit from each other's experience."

somber_secret August 22 2007, 22:29:57 UTC

If there was ever a time Hisoka was grateful for his father's teachings it was now. If it had been any other way, Muraki's comment would have made a visible impact with the boy rather than just a subtle twitching of fingers. He wanted to strangle the doctor which title the man didn't deserve

"I'm sure any treatment of yours is not even worth a second glance."

damned_doctors August 23 2007, 01:25:51 UTC

"You would enjoy it." Muraki replied. "He did."

He shifted to rest his arm on the desk, and in that same calm, clear, quiet tone he made sure Alex knew everything that happened that afternoon.

somber_secret August 23 2007, 04:00:46 UTC

It was confirmed, Muraki didn't deserve a peaceful death at all. Throughout Muraki's explanation Hisoka didn't move an inch nor did he even react and, in the boy's mind, this was worse than throwing a fit. This meant that Muraki's "treatment" was taken to heart and not ignored instead.

Even if that was what Hisoka wanted to do more than anything else.

"You act as if I should care," Hisoka replied icily, visions of killing Muraki stronger than ever.

damned_doctors August 24 2007, 03:23:09 UTC

"Of course not. It was only a suggestion." Muraki finally stood, letting his fingers trail across the desk as he moved around it and toward the boy by the door. "You still look so tense, Alexander. Maybe..."

He stopped less than a handwidth away from the boy, and let his gaze trail slowly from head to toe; the cold, appraising eyes of a hunter. "...You should lie down." He tilted his head back, just slightly, exposing his neck, taunting. "Of course, if you would prefer to stay I would be glad to entertain you."

What will it be, little rabbit? Fight or flight?

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