It's gonna be confusing at first be sure to read this :
The first scene was a fan fiction wrote by someone.. That's all XD
Huge thanks to Hishikawa-san for helping me with this fan fiction and for beta-read it! :3 *I luv you Hishi-san! XD*
Well, hope you guys enjoy reading it ;) *wink,wink*
Disclaimer: I don't own [K] but I own the OC. Haruna Rin. :3
RE-EDITED : 5/29/17 (A FCKING YEARS LATER WOW AM I NOT A DISAPPOINTMENT)
Reality & Fantasy
"Yata-san, you're up!"
A lean boy with tufts of ginger hair poking out of his beanie took his skateboard and bolted past his heavy comrades at an incredible speed.
"Orya! Leave it to me!" The rider yelled and threw a hand up in the air carelessly.
A member of a rising local gang was desperately fleeing from the two men who gave persistent chase. It was clear that at the speed Yata was going, he will catch up to him in a matter of time. The runner took off to a dimly lit area and sharply turned into an alleyway with a silly grin on his face.
"HOMRA is full of idio-" The delinquent crashed into a much smaller and womanly figure who was sent back into one of the narrow walls of the alley.
Straightening himself, the gang member warned the woman who was already unconscious, bleeding profusely from her head from the impact of hitting against the wall as she slowly sliding down to the ground with eyes fluttering shut, "Hey! Watch it!"
An arm shot out in the darkness, ramming an elbow into the man's face. The delinquent was sent onto the ground with a quick thud, crimson blood oozing from his nostrils. Finally caught up, Yata reached the scene, looking up from the body at the ground and back to the figure above it. The skateboarder spluttered with surprise, "M-Mikoto-san?!"
The man on the ground began to cower uncontrollably whimpering,"Mikoto… Suoh Mikoto?!"
Mikoto's right hand reached down and grabbed the delinquent from his collar. The HOMRA leader lifted him up roughly, forcing him to maintain eye contact.
"Mikoto...san…" Yata uttered in awe as he watched his king's free hand flare with his red fire.
"P-Please…!" The gang member whimpered, pleading for his life. "I'm sorry…!"
Mikoto hand enhanced with his red aura began to glide reaching the man in his grasp, engulfing his with the flame. Meanwhile, the woman who had been disregarded on the ground floor forced her eyes to witness the King lit up the helpless man aflame. She watched him writhe in pain as he burned brightly while his life slowly dimming by the fire.
When his lifeless arms fell back to the sides of his body. She had watched someone burn to death without the use of a lighter or a match. With amusement and confusion emotions swaying her blurred mind, her eyes slowly began to shut with the last image she saw was the murderer's sympathetic glance.
Mikoto threw the body to the ground as he turned to see an unexpected bystander and watched her orange eyes fluttered shut. At that time, he heard the voices of his men call out to him.
"Mikoto-san!"
"Oi! King! Are you alright?"
"Mikoto..." He felt his muscular hand being taken in by a smaller one.
Mikoto acknowledged the small white-haired girl in the red dress and continued to eye the brunette woman slumped a few feet away from them. The men joined the two of them, catching sight of Mikoto's focus.
The girl with brunette hair, unconscious as they noticed her small presence.
"Ah, a lady!" Chitose remarked contently, "What's she doing at this of time?"
Eric eyed Chitose suspiciously and commented, "Lecher."
"Hey, now!" The flirtatious man held his hands up in the air, "I'm offended! I'm just thinking that we shouldn't leave a young lady alone here, especially at night."
"She's a stranger." Eric pointed out and gave a sideways glance towards Kusanagi and Mikoto.
"It's okay." The little girl who's watching using a red marble in her other hand.
The blonde man leaned over, curious by her statement, "What do you mean by that, Anna?"
All eyes were on her now, asking her the same exact question.
"...she's harmless for now."
I stopped writing when I heard the school bell ringing indicating the recess has ended. I stuck the pencil in-between the pages I'm currently at and closed my writing book, I stood up and started making my way back to my classroom along with the rest of the students.
X
The school finally ended, it's been tough as usual, it is school after all. The students including myself packed our own things and left the school for good. As I walked through the hallway, I realized that I didn't zip my bag properly and slipped off the bag straps, books scattered onto the floor with some other of my belongings.
I sighed and knelt, collecting the stuff into my arms. It was then that I realized I was missing my most precious writing book. Hurriedly I stuffed my things into the bag and zipped it before rose from the floor and walked as fast as I could to reach the classroom. I made it to my classroom, but as I entered it…
I saw a tall guy leaned on my desk and in his hands, it was my book. He was reading from my book of writing.
"You have so many nice stories here. But sadly, you just keep on writing a new one over and over without ending it… Why is that?" He turned around, upon noticing my presence by the class doors.
I looked away from him, avoiding any eye contact, though I noticed the oceanic blue eyes of his, it was ominous. "I just can't complete it... Plus, I couldn't get into the characters... It's just complicated." I scratch the nape of my neck, slightly embarrassed.
The moment I brought my head up to face him, a smile crooked smile plastered on his lips, "Hmm~ But I really am curious to know what happen next and how the story going be, though." His smile turned into a silly grin, "How about you be your own character?" He closed the writing book and stood straight facing my direction from where he stood. Suddenly, black aura started to surround him and swallowing the whole classroom. My surroundings went pitch black within seconds.
My vision started to blur. All I see was darkness and I couldn't recall a thing...
Hoo~! Chapter 1 finished!
Again, re-edited after few years later. I've been abducted by aliens called school and real life, terribly sorry. Plus, I almost given up with this story for so many cringing reason.
