This is an AU story based on the Oni!Mikoto artworks of Jing. I hope you like it please Read & Review thank you. May be continued.

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Autumn

A rain of red stars fell on the already orange, yellow and crimson patterned ground. Cold wind blew through the trees causing fallen stars to roll over the colored blanket. The only contrast was the bright blue sky which wasn't spoiled with a single cloud on this day.
Brilliant golden Orbs focused from one fallen leave to another which were dancing in the cool breeze. The young boy ran around the forest not caring for night or day, warmth or cold. A normal person would say it was a boy of maybe 10 years. He had fire red hair and amber eyes. But what made him different from usual children would have been the redish tattoos all over his body. Lines forming something like flames and swords. Over the place where his heart was a ray of light and with a wink someone may say that it had the shape of a blade because on the opposite side, on the redhead's back the ray went on. On his forhead grew small horns, pointy as his pierced ears, showing what he really was.
A creature of hellish origin without any idea what it's soul had been befor his rebirth. Just the figures on his skin let someone who knew what happened to Suoh Mikoto, may vaguely discern who this demon boy was.
The young didn't know what his name was, cause he didn't care. His world only contained him and the beautiful crimson stars falling from the sky.
As he had layed himself down in a pile of those colourful leafs in which his hair almost melted into the warm shades, amber eyes flickered open as the soiund of someone else walking through the forest.
The path that was once clearly visible was now covered in brown orange and red. But the person walking on those leaves knew their way exactly. It was a man who searched for peace these days. Having a house in the forest means a at least weekly visit in a nearby village. The only way there and back again lead through the forest.
The boy followed the sound of forgein footsteps until he reached something that looked like a path. All he saw was the back of a person dressed in a light blue Yukata with darker kind of plaid. It was such a different view and the younger was clearly facinated. There was something about this person that was just catching the demon's attention even more than all the falling red stars. So the redhead began to follow the man. There was a distance between them.
The man was know as the Blue King. He had lived in Shizume City the last years since that accident. Walking through the tree's shadows and over fallen leaves which colour reminded hinm so mich of someone and the blood that strained his hands made this walk not as relaxing as Munakata had thought.
But he heard a rustling of leaves that wasn't caused by the wind. As he the blue turned around he counldn't believe what he saw. This just couldn't be real. These fire red hair and golden eyes. But why so small? And these tattos? the horns and pointy ears? And the light blue ray of light that made the man immediately grip for the sabre at his hip that wasn't there. This mustn't be true. Munakata blinked a few times but this boy was still standing there. "Suoh?" The name was nothing more than a whisper. But the redhead didn't react a bit. "Mikoto?" "Still no reaction just glden obrs staring into clear amethysts.
A chuckle escaped the Blue King's lips as he turned around again laughing at the tricks his brain played on continued his walk and tried to ignore the small steps that followed him.
The demon felt attracted to this man for no reason but he still followed him until they reached the village. The blue-haired man told the boy to stay here and wait, Munakata just wanted to get sure that his boy was not real and it would be starnge if he would follow him through the village and he was real. The redhead did as he was told sat down on a stone and looked at the direction the other had left. He didn't know why but he trusted the man.
And it really happened that he came back just shooting another glance at the younger and walked by only to be followed by latter. It has began to rain but the redhead didn't care a bit. Crimson hair hung down and clung to his face. Droplets followed the dark lines on his skin but broght amber eyes were only focused on the man in front of him who had opened an umbrella as the rain had began to fall.
The blunet still tried his best to ignore the boy and he didn't want to think about his condition at the moment. But rain wouldn't harm an illusion. Just don't turn around and nothing will happen.
He reached his house and closed the umbrella as he took the two steps to the veranda and went inside making sure to lock the door.
The small demon stood there in the rain now not knowing what to do. He approached the house the wood of the veranda squeeked under his weight but it still felt warm. He shook his wet hair and droplets flew in every direction and formed dark spots on the warm wood. Because he didn't knew what to do the small redhead laid down on the veranda curling up into a small balll and fell asleep.

Later that day,when the sky wasn't blue anymore but dyed in any color from violet over crimson red and warm orange to glimmering gold, Reisi unlocked his door. The boy hadn't appeared in his house but he still had teh feeling that he wasn't gone comepletely. As he opened the door he saw the a small curled up ball with a bunch of red fluffy hair and still the same formes drawn on sun-kissed skin.
He sighed as he took the sleeping boy on his arms to carry him inside.
"You're still warm." Words escaped ,wthout the usual thinking, from the Blue King's lips