"It is my duty as the leader of SCAPTER 4 to destroy you, but personally as Munakata Reishi… ," Munakata raised his head as he looked into Suoh's eyes. Even though it was blurry without his spectacle, he could see that his best friend was smiling at him…
"I want to save you, Suoh"
Dedicated for Suoh Mikoto, the best Red King ever…
Rest in peace, aka no ou…
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To be with You
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K-project © GoRa x GoHands
To be with You © Flync
Beta Reader: kei-angelus
Genre: Angst, Friendship, Supernatural, Hurt and Comfort
Warning: SPOILER ALERT (for those who haven't watched the last episode)
Italic words: past
Typo, and yeah... This is my first fic in english...
ENJOY!
If only I were strong enough to stop you… If only I were brave enough to save you…
Flync
Blood...
The ground and the air were stained by the blood as his sword stabbed the man in front of him, his own best-friend.
For a second he wished that it had been just a dream, a nightmare, and when he woke up he would find Mikoto in his cell, sleeping like a big baby. But deep inside his heart, he knew it wasn't a dream. He had stabbed his best friend - for his own good- and now he was dying by his hand.
Suoh Mikoto smiled as he hugged his best friend for the last time.
"In the end, you really did it huh?, " whispered the red haired man.
Munakata Reishi felt something warm on his hand, as the red colored liquid stained his hand.
"Honestly, I've always thought of you as my best friend..."
"Suoh..."
"Don't blame yourself, Reishi"
"You... ," Reishi couldn't speak his own mind as he realized that was the first and last time Suoh Mikoto would call him by his first name.
"Thank you, " said Mikoto as he closed his eyes.
Reishi walked as calm as he could, but the more he tried to be calm, the more he wanted to run.
Yeah, he wanted to run and hide in the deepest place in the world, run away from that scene.
He, Munakata Reishi was the murderer of his own best friend, Suoh Mikoto - the red king even though they would say that it was for his own good.
"Kaichou!" called a woman.
Reishi raised his head, as he saw a beautiful woman approaching him.
"Are you hu... Oh my! Fushimi!" the woman ran towards her Captain as he fell on to the ground. "What do you wa... Oii!" Fushimi ran toward his Captain as he saw blood on the street.
"Oi, do something you stupid man! He's bleeding!" shouted Fushimi at another man.
"Kaichou, hang on!"
Before long, an ambulance came as they took Reishi's body and got him to the hospital.
"He got a bad injury though he's not losing so much blood now," said the doctor.
"But, his clothes..."
"It's not his...," said Kusanagi Izumo as he walked towards the doctor and Awasima Seri.
Seri stared the man as he came toward her.
"It must be Suoh's blood..."
"What?!"
"He's right, it's not Munakata san's blood, but still he has to rest for now since his injury could endanger his life if it opens again..."
"Thank you, doctor," Seri bowed as the doctor left and then faced Kusanagi.
"What are you doing here? Do you want to take revenge?"
Seri put her hand on the sword, as she watched the man in front of her come closer.
"That's sounds like you huh? But no, I won't. There're more important things that I have to settle after that stupid friend of mine's death"
"Isn't that rude to calling your death king as stupid?"
Izumo smiled as he took his cigarette, and when he was about to tap his fingers, he realized that he had no power.
"It seems like you're already missing him, "said Seri as she smiled and moved her hand from her sword.
Kusanagi took out his lighter as he laughed.
"Haha... Maybe you're right, but someone has to be strong in this kind of situation right?"
"Kusanagi-san!"
Both Seri and Kusanagi looked at Kamamoto as the blond haired man ran toward them.
"Hei, hei, running through the hall is not a good idea Kamamoto"
"Hhhh... Huh... But... Yata-san..."
"Yata?"
"Yes! He's missing, I can't find him"
"He is waiting in Anna's room right?"
"No, I've checked it but there's only Bandou-san there, and he said that Yata-san never came..."
"That brat... Come on, we have to find him before he does something stupid..."
Both the HOMRA's members ran through the hall, leaving Seri all alone.
"And yet he said that running through the hall is not a good thing, "said Seri.
She was about to leave the hall when she noticed a silver lighter on the floor
"Stupid man"
He hated them...
The blue and red king.
"Just so you know, Mikoto didn't hate you even though you'd betrayed him"
"Captain put you in such an important department even though you are an ex-HOMRA"
Yeah...
They were the types that he hated the most, those stupid kind hearted men, and yet...
He could see that they got some similarities...
Just like...
"Damn it; stop thinking about it," Saruhiko murmured as he raised his head.
"Hhh... What the hell, why do I always end up coming back again?!"
In front of him, there was a small building between a large apartment and a medium house.
The small building looked old, but both the garden and the building seemed to be well maintained.
He took a deep breath, he hated that building as it contained lots of memories that he wanted to erase the most, but he always ended up here whenever he thought about his past..
"Oi!" a loud voice called him.
He turned as he saw two blond haired men running toward him.
"Hhh... Hhh... Saru, Yata-san is missing," said the first man.
"So?"
"What do you mean by 'so'?! He's missing, don't you care?"
"And why should I care about him? He's not a child anymore"
"You!"
"Stop, Kamamoto ," said the second man.
He stared at Saruhiko, "he's right. Yata isn't a child anymore, but as his friend it's our duty to help him, come on, let's go"
Izumo Kusanagi and Rikio Kamamoto left as Saruhiko looked back at his old house.
"Help him, huh?"
He was about to leave when he smelled something burning from his old house.
It was almost midnight when Awasima Seri walked alone as the first snow fell to the ground.
She stopped and looked up to the sky as the snow fell to her face.
"Snow huh?"
She closed her eyes as she felt the snow on her face melt.
"You look so warm when you stand like that," said a man.
"Shut up," said Seri.
"Ma.. Ma… Now you turn into your-snow-woman-self huh?"
Seri opened her eyes and glared at the man who dared to annoy her.
Well, that didn't surprise her as he used to bully her from the very first time they met.
"I thought you were looking for your friend"
"Well, after talking with certain people, I think he's not a child anymore and now he needs to calm down"
Seri touched the lighter in her pocket softly.
"You're not good at lying, Izumo"
Izumo laughed as he walked and stood next to Seri.
"You always know huh?"
"Baka"
Izumo smiled, "Well, it's true that I'm worried about Yata, but it's also true that he's not a child anymore and I believe he won't any stupid"
Seri didn't answer as she held the lighter lightly.
"Well, it doesn't sound like you, Izu…"
Seri froze as Izumo took off his scarf as he wrapped it around Seri's bare neck, and for a second she could feel her heart skip a beat.
"I think I should worry about someone who's standing alone in the middle of night right?"
"Baka, I.. I just… ," But the woman didn't finish her words and let it hang in the air.
"Ha ha… Did I touch the sensitive part of your heart?".
Seri sighed and turned around, left the man behind.
"And for a second I thought something like that about him… There must be something wrong with my head…"
"Seri, are you…"
"No, I'm not angry… I just have to catch the last train to city; it'll be departing in 10 minutes"
"Are you going back to the hospital now?"
But Seri didn't answer and kept walking, leaving Izumo alone in the snow rain.
"Damn it, I hate cooking"
Yata Misaki stood in front of his burnt dinner.
"Hhh... I should have gone back to the bar. I bet Kusanagi-san put the leftover food in the refrigerator..."
Recalling his memory about the bar reminded him of his-dead-king and that person.
"Shit, this is the pits"
Misaki was about to throw his burnt dinner away when he heard some noises from the living room.
"Burglar?"
He took a knife from a drawer and tip toed through the hall.
"Hei, wait a minute! Why should I give a damn about a burglar? I mean... It's not even my house"
But then he heard footsteps coming toward him through the hall, he couldn't resist the desire welling inside of him... The desire to fight.
Misaki waited impatiently.
"Just wait you stupid burglar. It's not like I'm doing this for that monkey, but for myself."
"heaaaahhhh, "Misaki screamed as he jumped from his hiding place with a knife in his left hand.
He was about to take the man down as something pushed him to the floor.
"My my... It's a hundred years too early for you to stab me in my own house, Misaki, "said Saruhiko as he put his own knife right under Misaki's neck.
"Damn it you monkey! Let me go!"
"Quiet"
Misaki tried to kick Saruhiko, but he had no more power since he hadn't eaten since the night before.
"Che… What'd you want?, " said Misaki in low voice.
"Someone's coming"
For a while, both of them didn't make any sound until they finally heard footsteps coming toward them.
"This must be that man's old house, "said a voice that Misaki knew as Bandou's.
"Yeah, Kamamoto-san said he appeared here before, "said another voice.
"Anyway, why should we search here first? I mean, Yata-san hates that man right?"
"But they were best friends. If you're Yata-san where would you go in this kind of situation?"
For a second both the people outside the house and the people inside the house didn't say anything.
Misaki was about to call the two HOMRA's members when he realized that Saruhiko had removedthe knife from his neck. As result, he saw anger in the eye of his ex-best friend.
"If only Mikoto-san's alive, we could defeat him at once, but now…" thought Yata.
"Well, I would go anywhere, but my ex-best friend's house? It would be the last in my list, "answered Bandou.
Both Misaki who was about to stop Saruhiko and Saruhiko who was about to attack the HOMRA's members froze as they realized the truth behind Bandou's words.
Why would Yata Misaki who hated Fushimi Saruhiko come to his ex-best friend's house in this kind of situation?
Surely he had somewhere else to go, other than the house which contained lots of bad memories for both of them?
She didn't hate that man, but she hated it when he started to tease her like that and made her heart race like crazy.
"What's wrong with me…" thought Seri as she stopped and touched the scarf on her neck softly.
She looked into the scarf which color was yellowish-orange scarf, just like Izumo's fire balls.
Seri inhaled the scent of the scarf; it was cigarettes and Izumo's scent.
She usually hated smokers, but she loved the combination of cigarettes and Izumo's scent.
"Will he come?"
She turned around, as a little part of her heart wished for his present, but there was nobody there, she was all alone.
"Hhhh… Why do I wish for him? He's not that type who will apologize"
She was about to walk when Izumo came with his black motorcycle.
"I'm sorry about before…" said Izumo as he took off his helm.
Seri was too surprised to answer, "He comes…"
"So, as my apology; how about a ride to hospital?"
Fortunately Seri could calm herself down and smiled, "No wonder there are so many woman falling for you when you treat them like this".
"Well, I didn't treat them all like this… But is that mean I've impressed you?" Izumo gave her a black helm.
Seri laughed and took the helm from Izumo, "You need to try harder if you want to impress me"
He smirked ,"We'll see that later then"
Seri punched his back softly as she had sat behind him and held onto his brown jacket.
"You're cops and yet you cling like a little girl back there," said Izumo as he took Seri's hands and moved them around his waist.
Seri didn't answer as her face turned red and she hid behind Izumo's back.
Izumo grinned but he didn't say a word as he stared the engine and drove them to the hospital.
YEAH!
Finally I finish my first fic in English! Orz
Well, since national exam's coming next April and there'll be tons of things to do (yeah, study, study, study till you die x_x)
That means the second chapter can't be post soon
Sorry, but I'll try to post it ASAP~
OH!
One more thing…
Special thanks for my beta reader: kei-angelus-senpai (thank you for your advice~~)
my super kind native teacher, Mr Nicholas Turner who helped me with my -asdfasdf- grammar
And Neo for gave me courage to write this fic TT_TT
Ne, minna mind for RnR?
BANZAI! XD