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Chapter Five: Phone Calls:

The taste of that creamy pale skin.

The first day didn’t turn up much on Tsuzuki’s end. He had both Sayako and Naomi in his class. The only exciting thing to happen was Naomi coming in late. He noticed that Hisoka wasn’t with her.

“Excuse me, but where is Endo-kun?” Tsuzuki asked.

“He collapsed earlier,” Naomi said in the doorway. “So, I took him to the nurse’s office.”

“Is he okay?” the “teacher” asked.

“Yeah!” she said. “He should be coming along soon.” Tsuzuki nodded in relief.

“Okay, take a seat,” he said. Naomi walked into the classroom and sat down next to Sayako in the middle. Tsuzuki continued on with explaining the class.

Other than that, not much happened. Yet, Tsuzuki had to talk to Hisoka about what happened to him.

The day went on without incident. Tsuzuki and Hisoka went home to the house that Tatsumi rented for them on this case. This was a one-story house with two bedrooms that was only five miles from the school. This house was a little better than the one in Kyoto. A little. Tsuzuki frowned at the house.

“Here?” he asked. Sweat drop on his head “You’ve got to be kidding me!” Hisoka only shrugged. Tsuzuki walked up to the front door.

“Damn that Tatsumi!” he complained. “Cheapskate!” He should have known.

Still, it was somewhere to stay. So, all it was somewhere to stay. So, all complaints died from there. Besides, Tsuzuki had other plans. The man timed himself through dinner. He didn’t speak while he ate. Hisoka knew what was going on. The boy was still learning to stomach it better. The pain was still there, but duller now. His partner was happy and that was all that mattered. Tsuzuki lowered his chopsticks, smiling.

“I’m going to bed,” he lied. Hisoka’s face didn’t change.

“Uh-huh,” he said.

“Night,” the older Shinigami said.

“Good night,” Hisoka replied. Tsuzuki stood up, cleared his place at the table, and went away to his room. Hisoka sat alone and watched him. /Have fun/, he thought.

Once Tsuzuki made it back to his room, he got ready for bed and picked up his phone. The man dialed a familiar number and waited.

“Hello?” a voice answered on the other line. Tsuzuki’s heart did a flip.

“Anna-chan?” he asked.

“Asato-kun, how are you?”

“A little bored. And you?”

“I’m doing good.”

Tsuzuki felt himself smiling. “I miss you.”

“You just saw me yesterday.”

“No, I really miss you.”

“What do you…” There was a pause on the other line. “Oh… I see.”

Tsuzuki licked his lips. “Yes, I really do miss you. Are you home now?”

“Yes, why?”

“Oh…”

“Asato-kun?”

“Close your eyes for me.”

“What? Why?”

“Please do it?”

“Fine.”

Pause. Tsuzuki paced himself. “Are they closed?”

“Yes.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Good. My hands are all over your breasts.”

“Okay.”

“Feel, not think for this, okay? You have to promise me that you will.”

“Alright.”

“Good. I’m rubbing on your breasts slowly right now.”

“Mmm.”

“I’m reaching argued to the front of your shirt.”

“Mmm.”

“I want to slowly take apart each button one by one.”

Anna felt herself trembling in Tokyo. “Yes.”

“My hands slowly disappear into your open shirt.”

“And then what?”

“I pinch your nipples in a playful way.” Tsuzuki slowly closed his eyes. “While kissing on your neck.”

He could hear her heavily breathing on the other line. His smile deepened. /Good, she’s enjoying this!/, the Shinigami thought. Time to get bolder. Tsuzuki drew in a deep breath.

“I slowly pull off your shirt and kiss your bare shoulders.”

“Yes.”

“Lifting your hair to kiss your nape.”

“Ooo!”

“I reach around and play with your breasts.”

“Mmm!”

Tsuzuki braced himself for the next parts. “My hands slide down your waist to your hips and grab onto your pants.”

“Yes!”

“I slowly pull the bow apart.”

“Oh yeah!”

“I gently slide down your pants.”

“Tell me more!”

“I softly stick my hand down into your panties.”

“Oh yes! Yes!”

As he spoke, Tsuzuki began to notice something. This phone sex thing wasn’t as fulfilling as actually doing it with Anna. He ached to taste that creamy pale skin. Hear her moan in real life. Feel her wet warmth around his hard length. Anna…

But yet, Tsuzuki would have to wait for his “reward.” First, he would have to solve this case.

“You know,” he spoke up. “I really I can do all of these things to do you right now.”

“But we are,” Anna said.

“No, I mean in real life.”

“Ah. We will soon.”

Tsuzuki nodded. “I know.” Pause. “So, do you want to continue?”

There was another pause. “Sure,” Anna replied.

Her boyfriend chuckled. “Anything you like.” The sexy call picked up from there.

Across the hall, Hisoka lied in bed as he listened to his partner talk dirty on the phone to his girlfriend. The boy shook his head.

/They’ll be at it all night/, he thought.

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