For her drabble request, Brigdh asked for Hisoka and heat. It's a topic I've dealt with before, so I decided to take a different approach.

It's like the hottest summer he's ever experienced; heat pouring down from above and reflected from below, but nothing he can't endure. It saps his energy, not his will. He has never relied on his energy.

He does what needs doing. Tsuzuki's in here. Tsuzuki needs to come out.

He shouts for his partner as he dodges flaming debris. Through the flame he catches sight of glistening black scales. He sucks in a breath, looks away, and sees Tsuzuki surrounded by fire.

"Tsuzuki!"

Tsuzuki doesn't respond, but Hisoka has him now.

Like summer, he tells himself, and moves.

~END~