Written for a "crossovers" challenge on the Yami no Matsuei LJ drabble community fuda_100. Betaed by Eliza

There is a man with a sword standing over a headless body, its soul surrounding him as lightning and mist. Hisoka felt the rending of soul from flesh. Now he feels nothing, despite the killer's screams.

Gaki, he thinks, and waits.

The lightning stops and the killer is left breathing harshly. Hisoka is not visible, yet the killer's eyes seek him out. The weight of millenia nearly drives Hisoka to his knees.

"Forgive me, Shinigami-sama, but this soul was mine by right."

"Who are you?"

The killer's mouth twists. "Death."

"For your kind alone."

"Now."

Truth, and bloody as Shinigami.

~END~