I thought of this idea when I read a really good Sarumi fanfiction, it has Yata's siblings in it. So I thought 'Hey why not make a fanfiction or possibly about 3-shot story with Yata's mother. SO THEN this came to be. Also it would be a big help if anyone had any idea's for this story as well. If you do you can comment and I would greatly appreciate it.
Disclaimer: I do not own K nor do I own the characters
No matter how many times she's heard about this place, it never looked like or seemed like the ype of city. But she has never heard of this.
place either. They said people here knew him well, she hoped they were right. The women pushed open the door and walked into the cozy bar, she just enter Homra. Kusanagi look up from his bar and at the women, she looked familiar in a way, very familiar for that matter.
"What can I do for you?" Kusanagi asked politely. She seemed to be about 5'4 in height and she had orange chestnut hair that was tied up in a high messy bun. The women has on a white long sleeved blouse with grey dress pants and black flats to match the outfit.
She turned to Kusanagi with stunning golden eyes. Those look familiar as well Kusanagi thought without showing curiosity as not to seem rude. After gaining confidence to speak to the man she answered with a serious look.
"I'm looking for someone, and someone told me he would be here."
Kusanagi thought for second, she seemed to be serious on this matter. But who was she looking for, she must not know about this place much if she just walked in. "And who may I ask, are you looking for?" Kusanagi asked with curiosity no longer caring if it was rude to ask.
"I'm looking for Yata Misaki." She stated with pure confidence. Kusanagi turned serious, no one asked for Yata unless they knew him, but even then no one really asked for him. "What bussniess do you have with him." Kusanagi asked a bit threatening setting his hand on the bar counter. He didn't care if he was being rude to a lady, he wouldn't let anyone get to a HOMRA member unless he knew the person. She seemed a bit offended that he acted this way to her. She looked at him with a familiar pearcing gaze.
"I am his mother."
