AN: This is my first K fanfic so be nice! :D
He hadn't believed it himself until he was eye to eye with the redhead. Things could have easily gotten messier, but here he was hands out and prepared for his sentence. Munakata eyed his prisoner from the opposite side of the sell curiously. What was he doing giving himself up so easily? Munakata shook his head hardly even giving it a second thought as he opened up the sell and stepped inside. He glimpsed at the sleeping form for a minute. What had he expected in coming down here? Why was he here? Yes, the red king must renounce his throne. Lately he had been abusing his power and now he had a proposition. He let out a breath and spoke,
"Mikoto," the form didn't budge. "You already know what it is I want from you." Mikoto shifted somewhat as he listened to the blue king's words. Yawning he shifted to his opposite side to look toward Munakata.
"Hey Munakata," Mikoto smirked as he saw the blue king. He could sense the uneasiness between them and knew the reason for the visit, but neither would admit this to the other.
"What? Have you finally come to your senses?"
"No."
Munakata stood for a second before turning on his heels. He already knew that there was no convincing the red king to renounce his title, but that hadn't come as a surprise to him at all. When he had come down here he hadn't really thought that he would be able to convince him. Possibly it had just been an excuse to see him, to try to understand the redhead, but he couldn't no matter how hard he tried there was just no way of knowing what he was thinking. It was always like this…
"You know I can't do this. I have responsibilities."
"You can monitor and restrict me at all times of the day; that would be enough."
Munakata shook his head at the suggestion. As fun as that sounded he knew he couldn't. There were just some things that he could and then some that he just couldn't. This was one of those things. However, though Mikoto was indifferent at times he also knew the blue king well. He could manipulate and influence him in ways that were to his favor. Munakata had also been aware of this, but as much as he didn't want to admit it, it had simply been a fact. The redhead sat up and looked towards the blue king holding out his arms.
"Hey Munakata," He turned to face his prisoner watching him closely knowing exactly what it was he wanted. "It's too bad you feel that way."
He simply turned, opening the sell, exiting and muttering below his breath,
"Maybe another time Mikoto," and he was gone.