Reflected in His Eyes
A K FAN-FICTION (SaruMi)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Anime K; all rights go to their proper owners. I claim rights to only my storyline
WARNING: THIS IS NOT A HAPPY ENDING STORY, DO NOT READ IF DEATH IS NOT YOUR THING!
Chapter I: Betrayal
Yata Misaki's POV
"Why...?" The only question I could think of as I stared at the only person I cared about, as he intentionally burned himself, the sadist smile on his face the entire time, as he cleansed himself of HOMRA's pride...My horror-stricken eyes tell him everything even though I am unable to say or do anything about it.
Behind HOMRA's bar I lost everything in a matter of moments...Saruhiko turned and walked away his shoulder set and head held high as I sank onto the cold hard concrete ally.
Traitor!" I snarl, glaring up at him, anger lacing in my one-word assault at his retreating form… A remark to which had no effect on Saru...doesn't even slow him down...he just keeps walking away from me, away from HOMRA, away from us, putting distance between he and I that I don't think we will ever be able to begin to recover...
Even after everything that we had been through, the ups, the downs, the good times and bad...Saru still to this day, walks alone even when I was right there beside him...
I raise my hand, reaching for him...the muscles of my hand and fingers clenching and releasing attempting to grab onto him as I try unsuccessfully to form words that won't come...
I'm paralyzed, unable to do anything to even stall his retreat from me… I stare at his retreating form as it gets further and further from my grasp.
My hand drops limply to my side, a single tear falls onto my cheek and slides down to drop to the ground…
A blue Aura engulfs Saruhiko…now I know that I've lost him…and to make matters worse…to add insult to my injuries…he turns glaring at me with icy eyes, that cruel smile gracing his lips as he throws a deadly dagger laced with the blue aura of Munakata Reisi flickering brightly against the blade. The dagger bites into the ground in front of me, blocking any attempt at following him as the blue aura continues to flicker menacingly.
I find my will to stand, somehow and pause a moment longer to compose myself, steeling myself for Mr. Kusanagi and the rest of HOMRA...
The words I needed to say moments before finally escape the strangle hold of my throat and slip from my lips…however they're are far too late to do anything other than make the pain bloom more prominently in my chest, my heart shutters…
"I love you...Saru..."
The aura eventually fades from dagger he so expertly threw long after Saruhiko has disappeared from my sight, and I find the will to pick it up…
My heart pounds painfully in my chest, as my lungs heave in my chest, blood rushes and recedes under my mark…it feels like it's searing my soul…
I look up hoping to catch a glimpse of his backside but he's gone, faded into the black of the night that is rapidly setting in…
I fall to my knees, uncaring that the pavement cuts so deeply into my skin or that I am bleeding now from the gashes on my knees. I grip the dual edged dagger, the blades sharp edges forming a clean slice into my hand where I've grabbed the blade, staining the intricately carved dagger red with my life's blood…
The tears I have managed to hold back till now rush forth as my despair pierces the rapidly darkening sky...
"Saruhiko!..."