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Fanfic: Wenn Du gehst...
Chapter: ... everything becomes empty ...
Author: NiuNiu
Contact: chibi_Kyo_doll@web.de
Part: 1 /?
Date: 03-09-16 to 03-09-16
Warning: I don't know, it's just like always, with all my FFs, the sick fantasy of a little disturbed girl ... I'm also not sure whether I can really bring the characters across from their emotional worlds ... Let's make the best of it ...
Disclaimer: Nothings ... Or something like that. As always, nothing belongs to me ... * ts * The story should be a multi-part this time, as I planned, let's see if I can make it through. I have to do something else ... B. my annual thesis which should be handed in on November 1st! - 'The prologue is a SonFic to a text by Zeraphine: Traumaworld <- album title! The song is called "Wenn Du Gehst", I like the lyrics. Although I don't like it that they only sing in English, German is better! ^ _____ ^ The story is dedicated, hmhz ... No idea will come, but like every one of my FF's definitely my Chibi !! * umhopza * If this time there is no D.N.Angel-FF, I want to try YnM ... * ls + lol * I have read the manga up to volume 5 and know the OVA completely, thanks to my Chibi!But net promise that everyone will like it! XD
Prologue - If you go ... -
He dragged himself up the last steps of the creaking wooden staircase, the day had been damn hard today. And Tsuzuki had acted like a toddler once again when it came to the subject of food. - At some point this something will eat me into ruin ... - the boy thought and rummaged in his pocket for the key. As soon as he had found it, he put it in the lock and turned it around, his apartment was cool as always, he hadn't lived in it that long. But it was a good thing that he lived alone now, he no longer had to be afraid of hurting his friends by being afraid of people. They still only knew a part of his dark secret, which he had been carrying around with him for a very long time. And which he didn't want to share in order not to drag her down with him. He gave in to his doubts again. He had found it, yes, but what should he do now, his hatred was still there, but he no longer really knew how to deal with it ..."Get out of these clothes first ...", he muttered to himself and got some fresh clothes from his closet, then he went to the belt and got into the shower. The water pelted hotly down his back, leaving small traces of moisture on his white skin. He took the shower bath, squeezed quite a bit on the palm of his hand, and rubbed it into himself. He was completely covered with foam, which he then washed down. It somehow gave him a liberating feeling that at least the water stayed clean when it touched his body. His hair hung in his face, he brushed it out of it and soaked it with the scent of the shampoo that smelled of rose and Patchoulli. When he had completely rinsed it out, he took a towel and wrapped his body in it. He went to the mirror, he was fogged up with steam and only gave back his face in a misted state ...
Your eyes wander aimlessly
Around the room
You've been lying here for a long timeAnd it's so difficult to breathe
For a moment
light falls on your face
Yet the clouds are
To fast for you
He wiped the glass with one hand and held onto his towel with the other. His eyes looked at him questioningly, this unfathomable green in them seemed lost. They looked at him, the eyes of a being neither dead nor alive. What is it actually what he really was? Was there actually a way to escape the whole vortex? He had found his murderer a long time ago, but he was still trying to get him. What was so damn interesting about a half-dead thing like it was? Hisoka didn't get it and with that damn curse he would never let him go. Never in his life would this madman let HIM, one of his many dolls, go. He dried himself off, he had dreamed of him again last night. Again...
The marks on his body became more and more evident with each passing day.- Otherwise they could only be seen when HE was here? - he thought, putting on his pajamas. He didn't understand. The last time he'd noticed it on this luxury ship, that uncomfortable feeling when HE was around. But this time he was nowhere to be found, no matter where you looked for him, he remained as if swallowed by the ground. He opened the bathroom door and when he went into his bedroom, the scent of life and death spread throughout the apartment. The summer had slowly begun to recede and give way to autumn. You could only feel it very slightly when the trees stopped blooming and began to give off a breathtaking scent. He went to the window and opened it, it was lightly getting dark. But the moon could not yet be seen. Hisoka went to his bed, it seemed to be drawn to him magically.
When you go
You never come back
From your world
Unbelievably pretty
He sank down on it, exhausted. And no sooner did he close his eyes than they didn't want to stay up a second longer.And a little later he was already gone from this world, in another of his dream world. Would he be spared nightmares this time, this one night? He was just a normal boy, except that he had emphatic powers. These were more of a burden for him than help. He had already been very fragile, but he broke almost every time they showed up and he couldn't control them. His own family had hated him for it, what could a small child do for being born with this so-called gift? However, the rest of them thought differently, that's why they were torture for him all his life and what happened now? They still tormented him, his memories, his gift, his uncertain future ...
That ended when he saw Muraki. Something he shouldn't have seen, his fate. Yes, it was his fate that he had not found his way into the world of his nightmares once, he could not find there that night.Because the real nightmare was already waiting for him in the real world ...
Hisoka turned around briefly, the covers slipping. And he began to shiver, he had forgotten to close the window. This night, too, he did not find peace, like every night before and the night before. - ... wake up ..., come to me my doll ...--, words eat their way into his thoughts. He knew them, he hated them, those words. But, was HE here right now? Wasn't he far away from him? Hadn't he given up on wanting to own and control it? The words came to him again. He opened his eyes with difficulty and stared straight into the light of silver eyes that reflected death again. And a voice said to him: "Let's play something ...".
When you go
A part remains
And never goes out
Your star for me
He was still sitting on his couch, he couldn't get rid of the thought that Hisoka was no longer living with him. It had always been a good time, had it become unimportant to him?Tsuzuki sighed loudly, then put his head on the spot where the boy used to put him to bed. He felt so alone and lost without him. Was that normal? He had long suspected that his feelings were going crazy. But so much? And this inner restlessness that has not let go of him since this morning. It seemed to grow steadily with every passing second. "Shit, that's not normal anymore. He was so distant and cool to me the whole time. Why the hell do I have such a damn bad feeling when I think of him?", He put his hands on him Head to get a clear thought. Should he ambush him at this time, or should he postpone it until this morning. He was still sitting on his couch, thinking about it. "Oh what the heck, he'll definitely be excited to see me again ...", with these words he threw on his coat and left his apartment ...
When he had gone some time, he looked up at the sky, the moon seemed to have been soaked in blood.Even the trees glowed in a bloody light, which Tsuzuki found a little scary. But he continued on his way, he wanted to see the boy. He really didn't know anymore why he could let his feelings guide him. That night became more and more creepy for him. Otherwise he would rather hide in his bed, but that restlessness was still there. The house where the boy's apartment was located came into view. He quickened his pace. And stormed up the stairs without thinking about it, he opened the door when, after ringing the doorbell five times, still nobody answered it. To his amazement, no one had been woken up by this noise. He checked on him in the living room and then went to his bedroom. The first thing he noticed was that the window was open, so he closed it carefully. But he had already noticed this strange smell. But it always seemed more pleasant the longer he smelled it. He turned around, not a Hisoka lying in his bed.He walked around this and found him lying on the floor. He was curled up in a ball-like shape, almost as if he wanted to protect himself from something. Tsuzuki bent down to him, he really just seemed to be asleep. But you never knew with him that something else could have happened. "Hey Hisoka!" He called to him and gently shook his shoulder, no reaction. He tried again, again to no avail. - So he still sleeps like a rock ... - thought his partner and picked him up. It was just as easy as when they first met. - - Better his first binge! - thought Tsuzuki with a smile. He carefully laid the boy on his bed.
And the memory of
Long gone time
Our brains are jagged
And our eternity
The fight has long been lost
Time stands still
You are filled with darkness
Hisoka felt an inexpressible warmth near him, a warmth mixed with feelings that he did not fully understand.Where did all this come from? He felt good, somehow so secure and snuggled closer to this source. Tsuzuki wondered about Hisoka, who was getting closer and closer to him. Whyever. But his gaze fell on something else. Something red shimmered from under the boy's pajamas, his whole body seemed to be filled with this light.
That smell was so familiar to him, it smelled like ... TSUZUKI! Suddenly he opened his eyes and stared into the amethyst-colored of the same. "Well, finally woke up?" He asked and smiled gently at him. "Wh ... what ... How did you
Contact: chibi_Kyo_doll@web.de
Part: 1 /?
Date: 03-09-16 to 03-09-16
Warning: I don't know, it's just like always, with all my FFs, the sick fantasy of a little disturbed girl ... I'm also not sure whether I can really bring the characters across from their emotional worlds ... Let's make the best of it ...
Disclaimer: Nothings ... Or something like that. As always, nothing belongs to me ... * ts * The story should be a multi-part this time, as I planned, let's see if I can make it through. I have to do something else ... B. my annual thesis which should be handed in on November 1st! - 'The prologue is a SonFic to a text by Zeraphine: Traumaworld <- album title! The song is called "Wenn Du Gehst", I like the lyrics. Although I don't like it that they only sing in English, German is better! ^ _____ ^ The story is dedicated, hmhz ... No idea will come, but like every one of my FF's definitely my Chibi !! * umhopza * If this time there is no D.N.Angel-FF, I want to try YnM ... * ls + lol * I have read the manga up to volume 5 and know the OVA completely, thanks to my Chibi!But net promise that everyone will like it! XD
Prologue - If you go ... -
He dragged himself up the last steps of the creaking wooden staircase, the day had been damn hard today. And Tsuzuki had acted like a toddler once again when it came to the subject of food. - At some point this something will eat me into ruin ... - the boy thought and rummaged in his pocket for the key. As soon as he had found it, he put it in the lock and turned it around, his apartment was cool as always, he hadn't lived in it that long. But it was a good thing that he lived alone now, he no longer had to be afraid of hurting his friends by being afraid of people. They still only knew a part of his dark secret, which he had been carrying around with him for a very long time. And which he didn't want to share in order not to drag her down with him. He gave in to his doubts again. He had found it, yes, but what should he do now, his hatred was still there, but he no longer really knew how to deal with it ..."Get out of these clothes first ...", he muttered to himself and got some fresh clothes from his closet, then he went to the belt and got into the shower. The water pelted hotly down his back, leaving small traces of moisture on his white skin. He took the shower bath, squeezed quite a bit on the palm of his hand, and rubbed it into himself. He was completely covered with foam, which he then washed down. It somehow gave him a liberating feeling that at least the water stayed clean when it touched his body. His hair hung in his face, he brushed it out of it and soaked it with the scent of the shampoo that smelled of rose and Patchoulli. When he had completely rinsed it out, he took a towel and wrapped his body in it. He went to the mirror, he was fogged up with steam and only gave back his face in a misted state ...
Your eyes wander aimlessly
Around the room
You've been lying here for a long timeAnd it's so difficult to breathe
For a moment
light falls on your face
Yet the clouds are
To fast for you
He wiped the glass with one hand and held onto his towel with the other. His eyes looked at him questioningly, this unfathomable green in them seemed lost. They looked at him, the eyes of a being neither dead nor alive. What is it actually what he really was? Was there actually a way to escape the whole vortex? He had found his murderer a long time ago, but he was still trying to get him. What was so damn interesting about a half-dead thing like it was? Hisoka didn't get it and with that damn curse he would never let him go. Never in his life would this madman let HIM, one of his many dolls, go. He dried himself off, he had dreamed of him again last night. Again...
The marks on his body became more and more evident with each passing day.- Otherwise they could only be seen when HE was here? - he thought, putting on his pajamas. He didn't understand. The last time he'd noticed it on this luxury ship, that uncomfortable feeling when HE was around. But this time he was nowhere to be found, no matter where you looked for him, he remained as if swallowed by the ground. He opened the bathroom door and when he went into his bedroom, the scent of life and death spread throughout the apartment. The summer had slowly begun to recede and give way to autumn. You could only feel it very slightly when the trees stopped blooming and began to give off a breathtaking scent. He went to the window and opened it, it was lightly getting dark. But the moon could not yet be seen. Hisoka went to his bed, it seemed to be drawn to him magically.
When you go
You never come back
From your world
Unbelievably pretty
He sank down on it, exhausted. And no sooner did he close his eyes than they didn't want to stay up a second longer.And a little later he was already gone from this world, in another of his dream world. Would he be spared nightmares this time, this one night? He was just a normal boy, except that he had emphatic powers. These were more of a burden for him than help. He had already been very fragile, but he broke almost every time they showed up and he couldn't control them. His own family had hated him for it, what could a small child do for being born with this so-called gift? However, the rest of them thought differently, that's why they were torture for him all his life and what happened now? They still tormented him, his memories, his gift, his uncertain future ...
That ended when he saw Muraki. Something he shouldn't have seen, his fate. Yes, it was his fate that he had not found his way into the world of his nightmares once, he could not find there that night.Because the real nightmare was already waiting for him in the real world ...
Hisoka turned around briefly, the covers slipping. And he began to shiver, he had forgotten to close the window. This night, too, he did not find peace, like every night before and the night before. - ... wake up ..., come to me my doll ...--, words eat their way into his thoughts. He knew them, he hated them, those words. But, was HE here right now? Wasn't he far away from him? Hadn't he given up on wanting to own and control it? The words came to him again. He opened his eyes with difficulty and stared straight into the light of silver eyes that reflected death again. And a voice said to him: "Let's play something ...".
When you go
A part remains
And never goes out
Your star for me
He was still sitting on his couch, he couldn't get rid of the thought that Hisoka was no longer living with him. It had always been a good time, had it become unimportant to him?Tsuzuki sighed loudly, then put his head on the spot where the boy used to put him to bed. He felt so alone and lost without him. Was that normal? He had long suspected that his feelings were going crazy. But so much? And this inner restlessness that has not let go of him since this morning. It seemed to grow steadily with every passing second. "Shit, that's not normal anymore. He was so distant and cool to me the whole time. Why the hell do I have such a damn bad feeling when I think of him?", He put his hands on him Head to get a clear thought. Should he ambush him at this time, or should he postpone it until this morning. He was still sitting on his couch, thinking about it. "Oh what the heck, he'll definitely be excited to see me again ...", with these words he threw on his coat and left his apartment ...
When he had gone some time, he looked up at the sky, the moon seemed to have been soaked in blood.Even the trees glowed in a bloody light, which Tsuzuki found a little scary. But he continued on his way, he wanted to see the boy. He really didn't know anymore why he could let his feelings guide him. That night became more and more creepy for him. Otherwise he would rather hide in his bed, but that restlessness was still there. The house where the boy's apartment was located came into view. He quickened his pace. And stormed up the stairs without thinking about it, he opened the door when, after ringing the doorbell five times, still nobody answered it. To his amazement, no one had been woken up by this noise. He checked on him in the living room and then went to his bedroom. The first thing he noticed was that the window was open, so he closed it carefully. But he had already noticed this strange smell. But it always seemed more pleasant the longer he smelled it. He turned around, not a Hisoka lying in his bed.He walked around this and found him lying on the floor. He was curled up in a ball-like shape, almost as if he wanted to protect himself from something. Tsuzuki bent down to him, he really just seemed to be asleep. But you never knew with him that something else could have happened. "Hey Hisoka!" He called to him and gently shook his shoulder, no reaction. He tried again, again to no avail. - So he still sleeps like a rock ... - thought his partner and picked him up. It was just as easy as when they first met. - - Better his first binge! - thought Tsuzuki with a smile. He carefully laid the boy on his bed.
And the memory of
Long gone time
Our brains are jagged
And our eternity
The fight has long been lost
Time stands still
You are filled with darkness
Hisoka felt an inexpressible warmth near him, a warmth mixed with feelings that he did not fully understand.Where did all this come from? He felt good, somehow so secure and snuggled closer to this source. Tsuzuki wondered about Hisoka, who was getting closer and closer to him. Whyever. But his gaze fell on something else. Something red shimmered from under the boy's pajamas, his whole body seemed to be filled with this light.
That smell was so familiar to him, it smelled like ... TSUZUKI! Suddenly he opened his eyes and stared into the amethyst-colored of the same. "Well, finally woke up?" He asked and smiled gently at him. "Wh ... what ... How did you