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[doctorizumi]

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[stardust948]

Zuko: “Izumi, let me tell you about the birds and the bees.”

Izmui: “No, dad. Please… no.”

Zuko: “Did you know there are over 10,000 species of birds?”

Izmui: “Dad-“

Zuko: “And that bees are dying at an alarming rate?”

Izmui:

Zuko: “Get your jacket on, turtleduck. We’re gonna save some bees.”

[kaweeella]

The Torment Doll

Thank you @awxward for the character suggestion! I hope you enjoy it!!!

Warnings for violence!!!

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Chikage stands in front of the Mankai theater building. He’s been planning this. The destruction of the company. Revenge for a wrongdoing.

All he needs to do is get in.

“Great! Welcome to the Spring Troupe!”

He’s in.

They go back to the dorm building. Is it really this easy?

“Meet the new member of the Spring Troupe!”

“I’m Chikage Utsuki. I work in the same company as Itaru.”

“Welcome, Shitty Elite.”

“Yuki!” Izumi scolds the boy. “At least wait.” This is gonna be fun.

“I’m the costume designer here.” He looks Chikage up and down before pulling out a pad and pencil and writing something down. “Decent outfit,” He looks up at him. “Take your glasses off for a second?”

“Okay…?” He does and Yuki writes something down. Chikage puts his glasses back on before Yuki walks away. He looks at what’s written on the pad and he reads “Costumes need glasses.”

Well. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t need to worry himself with what they think. That’s not what he’s here for.

“Welcome, new esteemed friend!” He’s grabbed around the shoulders and his glasses almost fall off.

“Homare, please don’t scare away our new member.” Tsuzuru sighs.

Chikage pulls out of his grip and adjusts his glasses. Yuki’s comment definitely not getting to him.

That’s when he sees him. Who he came here for. Napping on the couch. Not a care in the goddamn world.

“Hey.” He greets the silver-haired man. Nothing.

“Oh that’s Hisoka. I’m Tsumugi, by the way. He doesn’t really do much besides sleep. Here, I’ll get him up so you can talk to him.” Tsumugi tosses a marshmallow and Hisoka catches it in his mouth before he even opens his eyes.

“Hey,” Chikage tries again.

“Oh… hi. I’m Hisoka…” Don’t try to be so casual about this.

“I’m Chikage. I’m going to be the new member of the Spring Troupe.”

“That’s cool. I hope you like it here.” … he’s asleep again.

It’s not surprising. Of course he wouldn’t want to blow his cover. Though after several days it starts to get on Chikage’s nerves. Not even when they were alone. He won’t drop the act. It’s infuriating.

One day while they were by themselves he’s had it.

“Alright December, stop playing dumb.”

“December…” He thinks for a moment.

“You don’t just get to turn your back on us like that. We were your family. August was your family.”

“August…”

“I’m sure you already know why I’m here. You ruined my family. Now it’s my turn to ruin yours.”

There’s a few seconds of silence before a small blue plush doll lands on Chikage’s head.

“What the-” He tosses it to the side. “Doesn’t matter. I’ll make you watch as everything you love falls apart around you. Just like you did for me.”

Chikage turns and leaves Hisoka to wonder what he said. Neither of them notice the doll glow.

The next day, Chikage puts his plan into action. Or at least he tries to.

As he leaves his room he sees the blue haired man, they never got formally introduced, grumpily scaling the building. He also sees a little red haired boy riding down the sidewalk on a skateboard before falling off and eating it. He doesn’t seem too concerned about it though.

Unimportant.

“Izumi, would you like to go shopping today?”

“I’d love to, but we have practice today.”

“Wait you said we’d have today off.”

“Sorry, we can go tomorrow.”

“Alright.” Just one more day then. Whatever.

He goes about the motions again. He’s not paying attention. It’s curry again. It was curry yesterday. He’s not complaining though. The others are, but he enjoys curry. Izumi makes good curry. He has to admit that.

The next day he leaves the room. The blue haired man scaling the wall again. The redhead skating and promptly eating it. Unfortunate.

“Izumi, would you like to go shopping?”

“I’d love to but we have practice today.”

“You said that yesterday.”

“Sorry, we can go tomorrow.”

Whatever. One more day.

He goes through the motions. Curry again. He loves curry but can’t it at least be something different? The past three days it’s been beef curry.

The next day he doesn’t see the blue haired man, but he does see the kid fall off his skateboard again. You’d think he’d learn.

He feels a sudden sense of danger before the blue haired man jumps down in front of him.

“Is it you?!”

“Is what me?”

“The time loop! I’ve been losing all my triangles!”

Time loops, triangle man that scales buildings, a whole troupe of thugs, what’s up with this place?

“Yeah, maybe it is. What of it.”

“I told you what of it! I’m losing my triangles!” Is that really it? “Who is it?”

“What do you mean?”

“Who’re you fighting with? The time loop will never end until you make up!”

“I’m not fighting with anyone. Everyone’s been pretty nice so far.” He lies like a rug.

“Then that means someone must be upset with you!”

“Is that how this works?”

“Yeah! You two will continue to loop until you get along! So who is it?”

“I have an idea.” He sighs. He goes upstairs with Misumi following behind. “Which one is Hisoka’s room?”

They go to the appropriate door and he knocks. Nothing.

“Homare said he’s gonna be out today, so it might take a while.”

“Not as long as you might think.” He leans down and starts to pick the lock. Click. “Alright December let’s talk.”

He’s still sleeping.

“Come on get up already!”

“Mng…”

He throws a bag of marshmallows at him. “Wake up, damnit.”

“What do you want?”

“Apparently we’re in a time loop.”

“We are?”

“You haven’t noticed the past three days being the same?”

“This is how most of my days go. I thought I was just having a good week.”

“God stop the act already!”

“I’m still not sure what you’re talking about.”

Chikage groans in frustration. “Whatever.” He quickly turns to leave.

Misumi watches in disappointment. “What happened, Hisoka?”

“... I’m not sure.”

“You guys have to make up soon, okay?”

“I’ll try…”

The next day Chikage leaves his room with a sigh. He sees the redhead eat it again. He also sees Hisoka leave his room and hop over the railing.

“Let’s talk.”

He stares wide-eyed. “Oh so you’re ready now?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright then let’s talk about how you killed August.”

“I didn’t-”

“You betrayed us.”

“I-”

“You ruined my family!” Chikage punches Hisoka, who stumbles back.

“Ah! Chikage! What are you doing?!” Izmui asks.

Omi goes from tending to Taichi to trying to stop their fight.

“I didn’t kill him.”

“Maybe, but you abandoned him. You abandoned us!” He swings again.

“I didn’t mean to-”

“Oh yeah, you accidentally faked your own death and abandoned your family!”

“Chikage-” Izumi starts.

“August changed what was in our flasks. I drank it and it-”

“Shut up already!” He punches him again. “You left him there to die. You don’t just get to go and make excuses now.”

“Chikage-” Izumi reaches out to him, which he turns and hits her over the head, knocking her over.

“Izumi!” Omi and Taichi rush over to her. Hisoka socks him in the head.

“Don’t hurt her. Punch me all you want, but don’t-”

“Oh is that how it is? How about this?” He kicks Omi in the ribs.

“Chikage what are you doing?!” Taichi scoots away.

“I’m putting him through the hell he put me through.”

With all the commotion everyone else came out to see what’s happening.

“What the fuck?!”

“Chikage why are you doing this?!” Sakuya asks, tears welling in his eyes. It almost hurt him to look at but no, he can’t grow feelings now.

As he sees the young boy start to cry, he feels a sharp pain, and the world goes black.

The next day he wakes up in the dorm room again. Outside he watches Taichi eat it again.

“Chikage.” Hisoka lands behind him. “Let’s talk properly this time.”

“Right. Sure.” He practically hisses.

“Do you have your flask?”

“Maybe. What about it?”

“Can I see it?”

“Why?”

“So I can show you that August changed them.”

“How so?”

“When I drank it, I blacked out and when I woke up I couldn’t remember anything.”

“You drank it?!”

“Yeah. Wasn’t even sweet.”

Chikage goes and grabs his flask, looking it over. He opens it up and smells it. He’s right. It’s not sweet.

“Hey guys.” Itaru and Citron join them. “It’s not even noon yet and you’re already drinking?”

“Fun! What is it?”

“Uh… not sure.”

“How do you not know what’s in it? Did you fill it while hammered?” Itaru laughs.

“I didn’t take you for an alcoholic.”

“Here, let me see it.” Itaru grabs it before either of them could react. “I know my alcohol.”

“Wait don’t-”

Before either of them can say anything, Itaru waterfalls it.

“Tastes kinda like whiskey.”

“Are you alright?” Hisoka asks.

“Yeah, I can hold my liquor.” He hands back the flask and pauses for a moment. “You know what? I’m not alright.” He falls over.

“It gilled him!”

Omi looks over from where he was attending to Taichi. “What happened?”

Chikage goes down to his side. He’s still breathing. His heart is still beating. That’s good at least.

“He drank some of Chikage’s stuff!”

“What is it?”

“According to Chigasaki it’s whiskey.” He attempts to lighten the mood.

Hisoka pokes his face. “Come on, get up.”

After a minute, Itaru stirs.

“Where… am I?”

“You’re alive!” Citron goes to give him a hug, but Itaru moves to avoid it.

“Who are you?”

“Citron!”

“Yeah that doesn’t help.”

“Does he have amnesia?” Taichi peers around Omi.

“Chigasaki.” Chigake kneels down beside him. “What do you remember.”

“That my name is Itaru Chigasaki.” He looks around confused. “What is this place?”

“It’s like when Hisoka first got here.”

“Really?”

“Yeah we found him sleeping at the front door.”

Is it really that easy? Did he even need to bother with a formal audition?

Chikage gets up and goes into his dorm, suppressing the urge to slam his head into the wall. He slams the door behind him, startling everyone.

“What’s up with him?” Itaru gets up with Omi and Hisoka’s help.

“We need to talk to Izumi.” Omi says, worried.

“Who’s Izumi? Do they know what’s going on here?”

“Alright let’s go.” Omi picks him up bridal style and carries him off, Taichi following behind.

Hisoka goes back to his room. Hopefully when he wakes up it’ll be this morning again. He hopes that Itaru will still have all of his memories. He can’t deal with ruining two peoples lives.

Chikage lies on his bed and sighs. He’s going to have to think about what that means, but not now. That’s a tomorrow problem. Because if he thinks about how Hisoka was telling the truth it would actually be tomorrow and Itaru would have really lost his memories.

Why does he care? Why does he care about what they think about him or how they feel? He came here to destroy them. So why does it hurt so bad?

As he ponders this, Chikage falls asleep. When he wakes up he immediately looks around for Itaru, who’s playing games on his little couch. Good.

“Hey dude.”

“Hey.” Chikage leaves and sees Taichi skate by.

Just before he falls Chikage grabs the back of his shirt.

“Oh! Thanks Chikage!”

“Don't mention it.”

Hisoka jumps down to his side.

“Chikage. Let’s talk.”

“Right.” He pulls Taichi to properly balance and lets him go.

“Oh is this adult talk? I’ll be going! Seeya guys!” He grabs his skateboard and runs off.

They stand in silence for a minute. They know they have to say something, they just can’t find the words. It stays like that until Misumi joins them.

“Have you guys seriously not made up yet?”

“Well we would have done it yesterday but if we did Chigasaki wouldn’t have his memories.”

“I didn’t realize you cared, Chikage.” Hisoka gives him a smug smile.

“I- well- I- yeah, alright? I do care. I guess these idiots grow on you after a while. Like a goddamn mold.”

“Yeah. And you can never get rid of them.” His smile becomes more fond.

“Come on, Chikage,” Itaru leaves their room. “We’ve got practice.”

“Well, see you around, you two.” Chikage and Itaru go to the practice room together.

“You’re doing great, Chikage!” Sakuya comments when they’re done.

His improvement is in part by doing this three or so times already and in part actually caring this time.

When they leave, Chikage finds Hisoka napping outside the practice room. Chikage stops for a moment

“Are you coming?” Itaru asks.

“No, I’m hanging back.”

Itaru nods and leaves. Chikage sits next to Hisoka. When they go by later they see the two napping on the floor together, peacefully.