Hello, everyone! First and foremost I'd like to say thank you for stopping in to read this [if you even continue after my short rambling,] and welcome! It feels good to be able to write again, and I hope you enjoy what crazy little thing I put together for your [and my] entertainment!] I'm kind of just going on a crazy idea I had when I finished the anime series, so tell what ya think/feel about it! Please, R/R and try not to be harsh, though I respect a good, constructive critic. Let it be known that no character [or main storyline] of this show belongs to me and it is rated M for Mature, but thank you to the wonderful folks who did collaborate and put this amazing piece of work together for me to write about afterward! Now, forward ho! No more need to dillydally!
Chapter one – The Red QUEEN?!
It had been quite some time since I'd seen these boys, all clad in their red, black, and white garb. But as I looked down on them now, from the highest pillar on the bridge, the reasons why Mikoto had sent me away all came rushing back. Yata, a hot-tempered young boy [who actually harbored a heart of gold] had fallen for me. The King's queen, his right hand angel as he used to say. Although, that had not been the only reason, I also remember him mentioning how he would rather me not see the fall of the Red King before I fulfilled his final wish. He never wanted me to see him in a weakened state. What I can gather from this crowd of blue on the bridge, and my boys on the ground, Mikoto had actually gone out with one hell of a fight. That was so like him, too. To believe he'd fall apart before he could prove to himself he was suited to be King. Everyone knew, they all loved and respected him, and couldn't have asked for a better King. I couldn't have asked for a better King.
But now I figured it was time, to show them what his final wish had been. If anything, the King would never leave his men unguided. With the loss of the young one to the Colorless King, and now the loss of Mikoto, these boys were going to be running in circles with no idea where to go. That's why he wanted me to come back, when I felt his presence leave this plane and move on, and the red crest formed itself upon me, where it had originally been. It was carved into the fatty tissue just above my hip. Now, here comes the big kicker! The Red King's key began to take form once more, in a brilliant show of burning light, just above where I stood. A fiery red orange aura engulfed me as I stood with my hands on my hips and my eyes on my boys, who were now looking up confused and in awe. Anna, the little girl that Mikoto and I had taken care of for so long, had tears running down her cheeks with a smile on her lips.
"Misaki!" I heard her exclaim before a dark grin crossed my own lips and I jumped from my high perch, using my abilities to blast the ground just hard enough to land well balanced on my feet. "Anna, come here!" I said, stooping down on one knee to take the tiny girl into my arms as the rest of the guys gathered around us. Some were excitedly trying to ask me what was going on, and what had happened to me, while the others who understood just stood in the back ground with twisted little grins. When I decided that I didn't want to let go of Anna, I just lifted her into my arms and straightened up. "Listen boys, I will explain everything once we're out of range, sound good?" I offered as my eyes lifted to the slowly thinning group of blues above. She knew tomorrow she would be called out to speak to The Blue King, but for tonight she wanted to get back to the bar and explain everything to her boys. We all slowly walked, and talked, trying to catch up on anything that I may have missed. Izumo began explaining how things had gotten out of hand when the Sliver Haired kid, as he called him, shot and killed Totsuka. I followed the conversation for another few minutes before I realized my biggest fan hadn't even greeted me yet.
Of course, I can't blame him for that. Once he had found out that I was actually with Mikoto, he had been devastated but I figured that he was young and he could just bounce back from a minor bump in the road of his life, like me. Turns out, even after the years had passed, my thought process about this kid had been dead wrong. Or so Izumo went on to explain as he watched my eyes drift to stare at Yata's slightly slumped over [more so than usual] back. Though we both spoke in hushed tones, I saw that every time we would whisper his name, Yata's head would perk up as to try and get a better listen. Of course, that made me grin menacingly. He was really going to hate having me around again if he kept all of his feelings bottled inside. He had never actually confessed his feeling to me, I had overheard him crying over it outside the back of the bar one night to RIkio after he found out about Mikoto and I. The memory had me silently chuckling before we all piled into the familiar bar. "Make me a usual, would you?" I asked Izumo and he nodded with a light hearted smile. At least most of the boys were happy to see me again!
I took a seat at the bar and grabbed my drink before I turned on the stool and faced the boys and Anna. "Okay, let's get down to business, shall we. As you know, the Red King's key appeared again, meaning another king has already been chosen. The thing about that is, there is a way to bypass that little rebirth process that most go through. The King prior is capable of picking his successor! Interesting turn of events, eh boys?" I said with a cocked, deep red eyebrow and a snarky grin on my face. "Wanna know the best part?" I heard them all mumbling to one another in interest and shock before they all fell silent again and looked to me, My grin widened and I couldn't help but look directly at my favorite crybaby when I spoke the words. "Mikoto chose me; I am the new Red King; Queen to be precise!" And that's when I saw it. The light in Yata's eyes burning out and his face fell even more sullen than ever before. At the words and his reaction, I could practically hear the silent laughter coming from Izumo with that crooked grin on his stupid face. One may ask, how evil did I have to be to hurt him so much. Well, I supposed they would find out soon enough!
End – Chapter one