Unidentified Love
Chapter 1: As long as I can feel you…
It's about you...
I wonder what you are doing now…
Are you still playing with your skateboard?
Are you talking with your friends?
Are you enjoying your days without me?
You may still be thinking about us from the past.
I know you hate me now, but it's okay that way.
You will never understand me, that's alright.
Because right now, you are breathing, speaking, doing something.
That is enough.
As long as you are watching the same sky as I am, the sky that leads to unknown future.
That is enough.
No matter how many years go by, forever as well. Even if you will never notice this small part of me, this is enough. As long as I can feel you somewhere under this endless sky.
In between the dark alley of Shizumi city, Fushimi Saruhiko, the third command of Scepter 4 was gazed silently upon the dark sky of night. The empty, dark sky that described Fushimi Saruhiko more than anything else.
Fushimi can't help himself but smile. Misaki, do you still remember when we was children? We were always together under the same blanket between this dark alley. It were boring days, but I never regret any second of them. It was boring, but warm.
12 years ago…
"Saru… I am cold"
The little child whined to the child beside him. Saruhiko hug his companion, not caring the fact he is trembling as well. The blanket the share isn't thick enough to protect them from the cold of the winter night. Their clothes aren't clothes anymore.
"Misaki, your fever is getting worse" Little Fushimi said as he sticked their forehead together. "Can you hang till the morning?"
"I.. think.. I can"
Fushimi smiles softly at that. "I will try to get some money tomorrow"
"Saruhiko…"
"What, Misaki?"
"Will you stay with me forever?"
Fushimi tighten his arms around the smaller boy. "Of course, I will be with you forever. We're family after all"
But you broke that promise. You betrayed me. You left me. Even though we are supposed to be family.
Yata Misaki's footstep halted. His eyes widened when he saw the figure's back. A figure of someone he knew so well.
He felt anger. But it wasn't only anger. He felt sadness and loneliness as well.
Fushimi turned his back as he felt presence of someone. "Misaki?"
You are the only light in this darkness…
You are the only hope in my life…
"Mi~sa~ki, why are you here?" Fushimi grinned maniacally towards Yata. That grin of happiness and Sadness.
Yata glared at the man in front of him. Without noticing, red flames has appeared from his body.
"Saruhiko, I will kill you"
I know, that's the only sentence you spoke to me since that day. But that is enough. As long as I'm still part of you. Even if it's hatred. I know this is impossible, but I really hoped that this will also have a very beautiful outcome. Everything happens for a reason after all.
"I will definitely kil—"
Yata was unable to continue his sentence. Two strong arms warped around his shoulder and waist. He wants to break free, but, he felt drained.
"Do you still remember when I hug you like this, Misaki?"
There are reasons of everything. The tragedies and the misfortune, they are all meaningful events. Leading towards an ideal conclusion. There probably isn't really any meaningless misfortune. With that in mind, I continue in that living hell. And then, I found you. You, Misaki, the person I ever need.
"I was really happy back then… Misaki. Since then, I had been trying to convince myself that I may not hurt you. Sorry, Misaki, I can't hold myself every time I see you. This time as well"
Misaki gasps when he felt Fushimi's hand creeps under his shirt. "What are you doing?!"
Misaki is going to shout and attack Fushimi. But suddenly, a pair of lips silenced him. His voice, his body, His soul. It's like his life has been lost, sucked out from his own body.
Fushimi's hands are playfully, make their moves on the pale skin. Slowly exposed them to his eyes.
"Misaki is always so beautiful"
And then he presses their lips together.
Misaki moans softly when he feels a hand around his thigh. "Saru… Sto-p..it"
"But your body seems to enjoy this, Misaki"
"But... Saru…"
"I love you… Misaki. Promise me that you won't leave me, that way, I won't leave you as well"
The next day, Misaki find himself laying on a bed. Alone.
The sheet was cold.
I thought you said that you won't leave me alone. What a liar.
Yata Misaki, the loyal member of HOMRA team, awake, finding himself alone under the white sheet. When he touch the part of the bed beside him, only cold left there. Along with the feeling of lonliness that had been longing since long ago.
What a liar he is.
Yata force a smile. Merely just to convince himself, that Saruhiko left him, and it isn't something that he need to be sad of.
But even if he's a good liar, he can't force a lie upon himself.
This feeling is mine alone. For I who was born with nothing. When I thought I finally had someone to depend on. You just left. Like nothing had happened.
Misaki pick his clothes that was scattered on the floor and re-wear them after he get up. Well, feeling sore everywhere.
He scratches his head. 'Where the hell is this?'
The room is simple. Just a simple double bed, wardrobe, and a simple wood desk beside it. The wall is purely white as well. There is a wooden door beside the desk.
Misaki is about to hold the door knob when the door opens. A figure of tall and lean man is visible in front of him. "Saruhiko?"
Fushimi let out a smile of relieve. "You're awake, Misaki. That's good. I thought I did it too rough that you won't able to move"
Misaki's blood rushes towards his face, making it even redder than his own hair color. The image of him and Fushimi rushes into his head. Did I really did it? With Saruhiko?!
"Saru…"
"yes, Misaki?"
Fushimi pulls 'his' Misaki into his arms. Nothing had made him even happier than having Misaki on his side. Nothing else can make him happier than him.
Fushimi bit Misaki's earlobe as he silently smiles. Well, a smirk is more convincing. "Anything you need, Misaki~?"
"Saru, where is this?"
"My apartment of course, Misaki~"
A pregnant silence fills the room. None of them make any noise. Fushimi is enjoying the silence, as for Misaki, He feels that he betrayed his family.
I need to get out from this place and go back to Mikoto-san. To HOMRA.
Fushimi has known that Misaki will try to run, that's the main reason he hold him in his arms. He can't bear watching Misaki leave him once again.
"Misaki won't leave me, right~? We made the promise last night"
"I never made the promise. You are the one who said that. So, release me now. I need to go back to Mikoto-san"
Upon hearing those words, Fushimi throws Misaki to the bed harshly. "Misaki, you are not going anywhere"
Misaki struggles as he starts to make the red flame appears around him. But it is not a forceful struggle. It is a hopeless one. Like a bird that tried to break free itself fromt he cage.
"Let me go! Damn Saru! I need to go back to Mikoto-san!"
Fushimi's arms weakened. But his expression change. From a smile to a glare. "Again, Mikoto-san, Mikoto-san, again with Mikoto-san. What's good about that person?! He's just some criminal!" shouts the megane.
Misaki shoots him his glare as well. "Mikoto-san is our savior! Did you forget that!? He take us from that hellish life!"
"Still he's just some useless guy! Misaki, when will you realize this?!"
"Shut up! Don't talk like you know us! You're not one of us anymore!"
"It can't be helped, I'm no one of you after all!"
"SHUT UP! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
That words. It could be meaningless to others. But it was a big slap to Fushimi. Again, he is rejected by Misaki. Why can't Misaki understand?
"I don't care anymore. Just do as you like, Misaki"
In the end, Fushimi just let Misaki go. He repeat, repeat, and repeated the same action. But he doesn't know whether this action he done is right or wrong.
The only thing that remains clear in Fushimi is that Misaki rejected him. For that Suoh Mikoto.
Hatred. That is the only thing he feels about his former king. His only wish is to make the Red king, Suoh Mikoto vanish from his and Misaki's life. He wished that they were never saved by him or taken in by him. That only single wish that will never come true.
One month later…
"Are you really fine, Yata-chan?"
The blonde bartender, aka, Kusanagi Izumo, smirking while asking Misaki about his condition.
"I'm fine, Kusanagi-san. Just a bit headache and nausea. It'll get better in no time"
Misaki forces a smile when he sit at the sofa in the bar. Again, with his hand holding his mouth, holding himself from vomiting more.
Anna quietly walks and sat beside the 19 years old teen. "Be careful. Don't die" said the girl, quietly, almost unheard by Misaki.
"What do you mean by 'Be careful' and 'Don't die', Anna?"
She stared quietly to the teen with her expresless face with her red marble. "Good Luck"
"Eh? Anna, what do you me—?"
Yata wants to ask more, but his condition makes him unable to do so. He quickly ran to the bathroom as the wave of nausea hits him again. After throwing all his breakfast, he wipes his mouth with his sleeve.
From the bar, Kusanagi and Anna, both are watching their Yatagarasu hopeless like a woman during pregnancy.
"Anna, what's wrong with Yata-chan?" asks the bartender to the girl at the sofa.
"A new life is growing"
"What do you mean, Anna?"
At the first few seconds, Kusanagi laughes. "Anna, never thought you have sense of humor ahaha"
The girl keep staring at the blonde."It's real"
Kusanagi's jaw drops when he heard that kind of answer from the young girl. "Anna, you mean… You serious?!"
At that exact moment, Kusanagi Izumo, accidently broke one of his glass for the first time in his 24 years old life.
"What's wrong, Kusanagi-san?"
Kusanagi is still frozed when the ginger head comes out from the bathroom. He laughs nervously after he gets calmer.
"Nope, exactly nothing, Yata-chan. Maybe you should take care more of your health from now ehehehe…."
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"Ahh.. Yata-chan, why don't you go out with Kamamoto for a while?" ask the bartender nervously. "Yes, go and buy Anna a few popsicles"
"Me?" asked Kamamoto as he points to himslelf. "But why me? If it's just to buy some popsicles, Yata-san can do it himse..."
The fat man stops talking when Kusanagi shows his threatening smile. It's like 'you go or you die'. Kamamoto gulps and the nods. "I understand, Kusanagi-san"
"It's fine. I can go by myself, Kusanagi-san. The convenient store isn't really far, I can go there by skateboard."
"Ah-uh, No skateboard for today" Kusanagi says as he take the skateboard at put it under his bar. "Go take a walk with kamamoto for the day"
Anna look up to the bartender silently. Never thought that this situation will bring benefits to her.
"But!"
"No But, Or you won't get dinner tonight" Threaten the bartender with his motherly way. "Go now shoo shoo"
Misaki cursed silently. "Okay"
After Misaki and Kamamoto leave, Kusanagi sighes. "Anna, explain"
"A life is growing" said the girl. "But it's very weak"
"Is it even possible?"
Anna nods. "Our body is different from normal human after all"
"I know that, but I never expected this to be real" Kusanagi presses his temples. "How are we going to tell Mikoto about this? How can we explain this to Yata-chan?"
"Not red"
"Huh? What is it Anna?"
"I cannot see any red in Misaki anymore"
Kusanagi's eyes widened. "Wha—"
"What do you mean, Anna?"
Both Anna and Kusanagi turn to the source of the voice. Aka no ou. The red king is standing on the entrance of the bar.
"Ah... Mikoto"
"Mikoto…"
"Anna, what do you mean by 'not red'?"
Anna looks under her feet. Kusanagi and Mikoto can feel the little girl's uneasiness. She let out a small noise as she turns to Kusanagi. "Izumo.."
Kusanagi smiles towards her. "It's ok. Just tell us what's do you mean"
"It's not red. I cannot see any color in Misaki. Not anymore…"
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Six popsicles and two pack of candies. All of them are Anna's favorite. It has varieties flavor. Misaki is sure that even if Anna doesn't like them, she won't exactly hate them. No children hate sweets, right?
Misaki and Kamamoto walk to the cashier and handed the popsicles and the candies to the cashier woman. "It's 700 yen"
Misaki opens his wallet and then after a few seconds of silence he turns to the man beside him and smiles innocently.
"What's wrong, Yata-san?"
It's not like Kamamoto not understand what Yata tries to tell him. It's not the first time after all. "The money is not enough"
"Eh? Yata-san.. you must be joking, don't you?"
Misaki smiles and leans at the man. "Ka~Ma~Mo~To"
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"Do I really have to do this? If it's just patrolling around, don't we have men to do it? Why am I assigned for this? This is an easy task, even those rookie can do this easily"
"Fushimi-kun, stop complaining and do as I said"
"Fuku-chou, But.."
"Fushimi-kun, no buts. That's all, now do your job."
Tuuut..
Tuuut..
Tuuut..
"Cih!"
Fushimi groans and then put his PDA into his pocket. Why do I have to patrol? I just don't understand that vice-captain! It's not like Scepter 4 doesn't have enough men. There are tons of rookies below me, why am I doing this thing in the first place?!
Fushimi groans again as he starts walking. After a few blocks walking, he stop at a convenient store.
Maybe I should just buy something to drink.
After he chooses the soft drink he likes. Fushimi turns his direction to the cashier. Just a few meters from where he stand, he sees Misaki. At that moment, Fushimi get angry.
Not that he is unhappy to see Misaki. But he just hate what he sees now.
'HIS' Misaki leaning on a guy.
A GUY.
Fushimi bit his lips. Fushimi just want to draw his sword and then cut the man beside 'his' Misaki.
"Ka~Ma~Mo~To"
Fushimi glared. So, now, not only Suoh Mikoto, but this fat guy also is my rival huh? And why is Misaki calling him that way?!
"Misaki, what are you doing here?"
"Saru!" Misaki glares at the bluenette. "What are you doing here?" asks the red head as he distance himself from kamamoto.
"Misaki~ This place is convenient store and convenient store is for public, Misaki. So I can be here anytime I feel like to"
"Tch. Go away… I don't want to see you shitty face for today"
"Misaki, what is your relation with this guy?" asks the bluenette after eying on Kamamoto.
"Tch! Mind you r own business"
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"Yata-san!"
"Misaki!"
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"So, Yata-chan lost his red because a life grow inside him?"
Anna nods at the blonde bartender.
Kusanagi sighes. "I don't really understand though. Mikoto, what are you going to do about this?"
"What do you mean?" The red king who is currently sitting on the bar asks.
"Don't play dumb, Mikoto. That room isn't sound proof. I heard it all"
"…"
Anna tilts. "Heard what, izumo"
Izumo pulls the girl to his lap and then laughs nervously. "Nothing"
"Lie"
"Etto… Mikoto and Yata-chan played some sumo game in our back room"
Anna just stares at the bartender. "Sumo game?"
"Yes, just a normal sumo game it is ehehe.." he says and then glares at the king. "Mikoto, what will you do?"
A few seconds of silence…
A minute of silence…
"I don't know"
"Don't just say that!"
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The bar's phone rings. Kusanagi stands up after Anna jump off his lap and then answer the phone.
"What? I understand"
Mikoto looks at the bartender as he hang the phone up.
"Mikoto"
"What is it?"
"It seems Yata-chan faints and now he's in Kamamoto's place"
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Mikoto and Anna quickly arrives at Kamamoto's small apartment. Ten minutes exact since the phone call Kamamoto make.
"Mikoto-san…"
Mikoto finds Misaki lying on the bed, with Fushimi standing near him, which Mikoto ignores. Misaki comes first.
"Mikoto-san… I'm sorry for making you come here" says the teenage boy as he sat up.
"It's fine" Mikoto says as he enters the room. "There is a serious thing we need to discuss"
"Eh?"
Anna walks and sat beside Misaki, at the bed. "I can see a life in you"
Misaki, Fushimi, and Kamamoto are confused. What does Anna talk about? What life? Which life?
"What Anna means is…" says Mikoto to explain Anna. "You're pregnant"
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"Mikoto-san, your joke is not funny" Misaki says with a slight laugh.
"Anna never wrongs"
Then, the next thing follow is a long silence.
Misaki stares at Mikoto for a couple of seconds and then to Anna. Lastly to Saruhiko.
Saruhiko could easily read the uneasiness on Misaki's exspression. Saruhiko wanted to hold Misaki, embrace him closely. But Mikoto is there, and that doesn't seem to be the only problem. And...
"Mikoto-san… I... I…"
"Hm?"
That moment, Misaki sweared that he just saw Mikoto smiles. A real warm smile. The smile that nobody had seen before, and it's just there, just for him. Misaki can't be sadder than this. Because… If this is true, then how about Saru? How about him?
"Mikoto-san…" Misaki calls the king, almost like whispers. "I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I…"
And then, the tears just won't hold off and wet his cheeks.
"I…I…"
Saruhiko's eyes widened as he gasps a bit. I get it now. I understand why Misaki never accepted me. I KNOW WHY! Misaki and Suoh Mikoto... Then whose's child Misaki's carrying now?!
Saruhiko forcefully grabbed Misaki's collar. "Whose's child is this?! The man who's sitting next beside you?! ABORT IT! YOU WILL ABORT IT!" the bluenette shouted at the smaller man.
Mikoto quickly take off Saruhiko's hand away from Misaki and pushed him away. "What is your problem?"
Saruhiko glared at the King. His eyes were full of hatred. Saruhiko wished that he could kill the king at that spot. But it's not possible. Someone like him won't even able to make a par with Mikoto. Mikoto is a king while he's just a clansman.
Saruhiko clicked his tongue and the walk out from the apartment. Every step was hurtful. But it was one step to let go of Misaki. Yes, after this, Misaki and that guy will live happily ever after! I should just forget about everything, about Misaki as well. Everything.
Saruhiko reached his apartment by half an hour as he chose to walk. He just not in mood for crowd for time being.
He sat down at his bed and stare down at his lap with his eyelids half closing. Fushimi Saruhiko is dead. His soul is already dead the second Misaki choose Mikoto over him.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Saruhiko picked his phone and answer the call.
"Fushimi-kun, Where are you? You're supposed to be back here one hour ago"
"Shut up…"
"What are you saying, Fushimi-kun?"
"SHUT THE HELL OFF!"
And that one hell of yell ended the call as he threw his phone to the floor.
Saruhiko, unconsciously, had let his mask fall as he cried.
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"Are you okay?" The red head softly caresses Misaki. "If anything wrong, you should just say"
"I'm alright Mikoto-san" Misaki forcefully smiled to the older man. "I think we should head back now"
"Yes, you're going to stay with me tonight" Mikoto said as he slightly smirked.
"But Mikoto-san…"
"It will be fine"
Anna sat at the chair near the bed as she silently watches her king and Misaki. Mikoto was all bright red, such a beautiful red. But as for Misaki, Anna cannot see any color in him. It was just black and white, monochrome. The color that Anna spent most of her life seeing. She saw nothing but black and white.
"Anna-chan, will Yata-san be okay?" The fat blonde man asked the young girl. Almost like whispers.
"I don't know"
"I see…" Kamamoto sighed. "I don't even understand how it comes into this. I don't want to admit this, but I kinda pity Fushimi. That guy spent almost of his life with Yata-san after all. Ahaha.. And then, how the hell can Yata-san actually pregnant, Anna-chan?"
"I don't know, but since we're different from normal human"
"What? I thought we're just the same aside from our powers"
"No, when we receive blessing from a king. We don't only receive power, but our body changed as well"
"That explains how our wounds heal faster"
Anna stared at the blonde. Her big red eyes are shining beautifully yet creepy. "But I have bad feelings about Misaki"
"Eh?"
"I don't think everything will be okay"
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The next morning, Misaki found himself beside his king on bed. Apparently, Misaki fell asleep and thus, maybe Mikoto carried him till the Bar. And Misaki also found himself with nothing but Mikoto's white shirt which is too big for him.
Seeing Mikoto's sleeping face, Misaki couldn't help but blush till his face had the same color as his hair.
Misaki looked around and found his clothes scattered on the floor. He grabbed his clothes and put the back. It's embarrassing if he walk around with Mikoto's shirt after all.
Misaki walked out from the room and go downstairs to the bar. Kusanagi's wiping his bar to clean, which he always done every morning. Misaki just couldn't get it. Why would Kusanagi-san wipe his bar every morning even if it's still clean?
"Ohayo, Kusanagi-san"
"Ahh.. Yata-chan, how are you feeling?" The bartender asked the teenager as he smiled.
"I'm fine I guess…" Misaki nervously scratched his cheek. "Umm.. Kusanagi-san, Did Mikoto-san bring me here?"
"Yes, Mikoto carried you here. He said you fell asleep at Kamamoto's place. By the way, I'm going to make breakfast. Wake Mikoto for me"
Misaki doesn't want to admit this, but Kusanagi did act like some domestic housewife now.
Misaki head back to the room to wake Mikoto. He silently entered the room and then sat beside the sleeping king.
Misaki carefully shake the king's shoulder. "Mikoto-san… Mikoto-san…"
Unfortunately, Mikoto doesn't make any response.
"Mikoto-san… It's already morning, please wake up"
After a few more efforts of shaking and calling, Mikoto opened his eyes. He stared at the younger man with his sleepy face.
"Mikoto-san, Kusanagi-san want you to wake up now"
Mikoto smirked and pulled Misaki, and when the time Misaki gained his sense back, he is already at under Mikoto.
Soon, their lips crash each other. Misaki let out few soft moans as Mikoto's tongue explores his mouth. They will keep on kissing like that for eternity if only they don't need to breath.
"Mikoto-san…"
Having the younger man blush and called his name under him really intrigued Mikoto.
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Outside the room, Kusanagi was there, listening to all of those noises. He crossed his hands and tapped his feet.
Kusanagi sighed. Lovebirds.
The Bartender just left afterwards. Leaving those two alone.
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Fushimi Saruhiko was submitting his report papers to Awashima. But his mind is somewhere else as he ignored Awashima talking.
"Fushimi-kun, I will assign you to go with the search team. It seems something strange has been happening at the west Shizume. You understand?"
No response
"Fushimi-kun"
Still no response
"Fushimi-kun"
Still the same
"Fushimi-kun!"
"Cih, I heard you. I know!"
"The you will be leaving tomorrow morning."
"I'm sorry, but I must decline that mission. I am taking unpaid day off for a week"
Awashima stared at the third-in-command. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why so sudden?"
Saruhiko clicked his tongue. "No particular reason. Just feel like it. Assign someone else on the mission. I'm leaving this town for a while"
And then, he step out of the Scepter 4 Building.
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Misaki stare at the ceiling in silent. He felt guilty. So guilty.
Saru, what are you thinking now?
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