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veleda-k.livejournal.com) wrote in
crack_van2009-06-27 09:47 pm
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The Long Home By Dorian Gray (worksafe)
Fandom: YAMI NO MATSUEI
Pairing: Tsuzuki/Hisoka
Length: 1575 words
Author on LJ:
b_hallward
Author Website:
ghost_of_banquo
Why this must be read:
Because it's a brilliant look at Hisoka and his journey. Most Hisoka fics tend to focus on Muraki, ignoring the scars that his family's abuse left on him. Dorian does no such thing here. Here we have a Hisoka who's struggling to come to terms with his father... and himself.
So I was startled when all of a sudden he started talking about his father: "Once," he said, "he showed me my grave . . ."
This was Hisoka -- of course it seemed a bit odd, but I wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He had drawn up his other leg and wrapped his arms around them. His words were quick, buzzing with a sort of agitation at odds with the still way he held himself, and when he said how his father had pushed him down by the tombstone and left him I felt the old anger inside me tighten at the cruelty of that man, at the unfairness--
But I told myself my anger was really sadness and pushed it away. Hisoka had plenty of anger -- he didn't need mine.
The Long Home
Pairing: Tsuzuki/Hisoka
Length: 1575 words
Author on LJ:
Author Website:
Why this must be read:
Because it's a brilliant look at Hisoka and his journey. Most Hisoka fics tend to focus on Muraki, ignoring the scars that his family's abuse left on him. Dorian does no such thing here. Here we have a Hisoka who's struggling to come to terms with his father... and himself.
So I was startled when all of a sudden he started talking about his father: "Once," he said, "he showed me my grave . . ."
This was Hisoka -- of course it seemed a bit odd, but I wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He had drawn up his other leg and wrapped his arms around them. His words were quick, buzzing with a sort of agitation at odds with the still way he held himself, and when he said how his father had pushed him down by the tombstone and left him I felt the old anger inside me tighten at the cruelty of that man, at the unfairness--
But I told myself my anger was really sadness and pushed it away. Hisoka had plenty of anger -- he didn't need mine.
The Long Home
