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Because of Memlu

roses (by iconz_kthx)
Because memlu made this post where she asked for drabbles using the first lines of her drabbles, and because her first lines are all so good that I couldn't help but be inspired. This is Yami no Matsuei, Tsuzuki/Hisoka. Easiest thing I've ever written and I actually... sort of like it?


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"Love must be like death."

Hisoka carefully stuck one finger into a mound of still-wet soil. "Actually, I've always thought it was more like rain."

"Rain?" Tzukuki asked. In his hands he held a matching pair of tea cups, antique porcelain ones that would have been worth more if the glaze hadn't been cracked in a million places. Silently he offered a cup to Hisoka, who straightened, wiping one hand across his brow more from habit than because it was hot. Although it was hot.

"Yes, rain," Hisoka said, accepting with equally silent grace. He took a sip, grimaced. "This is sweetened."

"It's iced tea," Tsuzuki said. "Iced tea is supposed to be sweet." He was gulping at his own tea, as if he'd been the one bent over with his hands in the soil all morning. And he had been- it was just that when he took breaks, he took them for twice as long.

Hisoka's expression clearly showed what he thought of his partner's sweet-tooth logic. But he didn't put the tea down, and, every now and then when he wasn't paying enough attention, he'd take another sip.

"Rain is undifferentiated," Hisoka said, in his best professor's voice. "It falls on everything, is the same everywhere. But, it doesn't affect everything the same way, and it's hard to predict."

"You mean like some plants need a lot of rain while others need very little," Tsuzuki said, nodding. It was his garden, after all- Hisoka was supposedly helping only out of boredom. Just one more polite fiction in a long line of polite fictions, but not one either of them minded.

Hisoka nodded back, took another sip of tea, grimaced without really noticing what he was doing. "And every plant responds differently to it, grows in a slightly different way. Also, some places get more rain than others, even when they're really close by- for instance there's a valley in the Nepal that's a swamp on one side, while the other has serious droughts every summer."

Hisoka started to take another sip of his tea and was surprised to find the cup empty. "Anyway, love is like rain because follows patterns, but is ultimately unpredictable."

Tsuzuki smiled, not his usual bright and childish smile but the knowing one he saved for special occasions. He hid it behind his cup. "You forgot the part where everything needs rain or else it will die," he said, softly.

Hisoka blushed, almost imperceptibly. "Y-yes," he said, looking down to his scuffed shoes and the neat rows of annuals they'd just finished seeding. "That too." His voice was gruffer than he'd intended it to be.

Tsuzuki flopped back onto the grass, one hand across his head and the other, the one with the empty cup in it, stretched out as far as it would go. He relaxed his fingers and allowed the cup to drop to the ground, where it rolled only an inch or so before stopping. He was cloud-watching, but his eyes were closed. More accurately, he was taking deep breaths, smelling the freshly overturned earth, and trying to burn this moment into a mind already too full of memories. After a moment, Hisoka joined him on the grass.

They could stay like this, not saying anything, for longer than most people would believe.

Eventually, Tsuzuki said, "You were supposed to ask why."

"Why love is like death? I didn't think you had a reason."

"I didn't," Tsuzuki admitted, cracking open one eye and rolling sideways onto an elbow. Hisoka was sitting with his knees pulled up into his chest, looking at the sky. Unlike Tsuzuki, he really was watching the clouds. "I just wanted to surprise you."

"That only works the first twenty times you do it," Hisoka informed him. He snorted. "Afterwards anyone would learn not to be surprised when you say strange things."

"Is it really so strange, though?" Tsuzuki asked. "I might not have had a reason when I said it, but I do now." He smiled his best seducer's smile, stretched languidly, said, "I was never in love before I died. So for me, love and death are the same."

Tsuzuki made it a point not to look at Hisoka, who was blushing much more furiously than he had before. When he did turn to look, after a careful count of ten, Hisoka's face was absolutely blank.

"You're an idiot," Hisoka said. "And that is absolutely the worst pick-up line I've ever heard." He stood with a long-suffering sigh, popping a few joints in the process. He looked out over their garden, and his gaze softened.

"Me, too," he said, after a while.

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Right, so hearts for Memlu! Go write something for her!

Comments

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memlu
Oct. 9th, 2004 09:29 pm (UTC)
I loved this. <3 It's so very cute and concise without tripping into the Pit of Sap, and waugh, Hisoka. This is absolutely gorgeous. (And the first YnM fic I've read! XD So, yes, I'm deeply pleased and filled with teh_luff.)

*loves*
ysabet
Oct. 10th, 2004 06:48 am (UTC)
That was a GORGEOUS little fic. Not a wasted word; elegant. Nice-- do some more, please!
mistressrenet
Oct. 10th, 2004 01:26 pm (UTC)
This was lovely, and so them.
sub_divided
Oct. 11th, 2004 01:48 am (UTC)
*icon love*
Thank you! It's been a long time since I actually read the manga, so I was a little worried. (Although in any case this is more fanfiction!characterization than anything. Canon, wot?)
mistressrenet
Oct. 11th, 2004 01:52 am (UTC)
Re: *icon love*
Canon is for wusses anyway. But seriously, this didn't fall into the badfic traps with them...
wordsofastory
Oct. 10th, 2004 06:27 pm (UTC)
Aw, very nice. Great job.
elihice
Oct. 31st, 2004 11:06 pm (UTC)
Very, very good. I love the quiet and content feeling it gives.
akisawana
Nov. 21st, 2004 12:07 pm (UTC)
squee
b_hallward
Nov. 26th, 2004 12:01 am (UTC)
Great job. You have a good sense for details here -- the crazed glazing of Tsuzuki's old cups, the way Hisoka absently grimaces at the sweetened tea -- but, even more than that, you manages to make two people discussing love through metaphors seem natural, matter-of-fact, and capture the quiet companionship that comes with not having to talk at all.
mikkeneko
Jan. 26th, 2005 11:28 am (UTC)
Tsuzuki smiled, not his usual bright and childish smile but the knowing one he saved for special occasions. He hid it behind his cup. "You forgot the part where everything needs rain or else it will die," he said, softly.

Awwwwwww.

*melts in a puddle of tsuzuki/hisoka love*
sub_divided
Jan. 26th, 2005 09:52 pm (UTC)
My One True OTP! (o_O OTOTP?) I totally agree, Tsuzuki/Hisoka forever.

And thanks again!
lazzchan
Feb. 8th, 2005 04:54 pm (UTC)
Ooooh

I think I may have read this before and never said anything but it's just... just... *gah!* wonderful. You can't get enough of those two and just... it's so them and it was perfect! *melts*
sub_divided
Feb. 8th, 2005 06:00 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you!
cleo_eurydike
Aug. 18th, 2006 08:53 pm (UTC)
I just happened along this and must agree - it's fab.

Just the right amount of tension and comfort between the characters. Thank you for writing it!
sub_divided
Aug. 18th, 2006 09:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you for commenting! XD

I like to think of it as...the underlying issues haven't gone away, but after a while time and companionship smooth them over.
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