16 - [voice] ....Why am I in the hospital again?

[forged_anew]

[Zuko's voice is weak and tired, but he's trying to sound casual anyway. He keeps it short, half because Muraki told him to and half because he can't breathe when his sentences get too long]

In the hospital now. Dr. Muraki's taking care of me.

Don't worry.

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{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

I'm not inclined to do so. I have better things to do than satisfy your need to be acknowledged.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

[A reprise of the angry shaking voice.] Then stop talking to me.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

I believe we've been through this before... [ pause and then chuckle... ]

But if you insist, I require some manners in your request before I consider doing so.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

Go to hell.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

[ he just chuckles here :'D ]

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

You--

Just because you're sick enough to be obsessed with him doesn't mean other people are like you.

[And he doesn't need your goddamn acknowledgment.]

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

I hadn't even touched upon your obsession with him yet. Which, I must say, is hardly that.

A parasite. It's hardly obsessing. Rather, it is a chronic case of needing.

[ you're too pathetic, Hisoka :| ]

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

...Your death is all I need. Nothing else. Not him, not anyone.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

Then, why don't you come at me?

Without him, or your little friends.

[ he pauses and then laughs harshly ]

I doubt you're capable of even keeping secrets.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

......What are you talking about?

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

I'm at the hospital. If you will, I invite you to act on your threats.

[ chuckle ]

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

...And why should I trust you?

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

You can choose not to. However, knowing you...

[ chuckles ]

I was able to see your work.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

What work? What are you talking about?

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

Your warning on the supposed danger I pose. It was hurtful.

[ and then he smiles and chuckles again. ]

Having written that, do you think I stand a chance if I did so much as touch a strand on that head of yours?

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

...You wouldn't have, anyway. Tsuzuki would have known.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't have seen it, or wouldn't have been able to hurt you?

[ pause ]

It returns to Tsuzuki-san, as usual. Accept your limits where they stand.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

I meant that you wouldn't have stood a chance.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

I think not.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

Then you're contradicting yourself.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

Don't mistake me, boy. I am quite confident in my abilities. But--

[ smile ]

You see, I've grown fond of the title "Doctor Muraki" again and the worship that comes with it.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

You want people to worship you. Shocking.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

Just as you want people to remember your usually unremarkable existence.

{ same filter; voice }

[refracted-green.livejournal.com]

You found it remarkable enough to destroy.

{ same filter; voice }

[freundlichertod.livejournal.com]

Once was enough. I hadn't even realized you were one of my victims until you reappeared by Tsuzuki-san's side.

I have no use for easily broken things.