Saruhiko was an enigma to Akane Munakata when she had first met him the day he joined Scepter 4- and being a person who loved puzzles- she was determined to solve him. With much more free time on her hands than the rest of Scepter 4, she used that time on the bespectacled boy, to find what made him tick. This manifested itself in the form of immature pranks and arguments between the two. Akane never failed to remind him of his impairments- allergies, vision impairments, etc- and he never failed to remind her he was a year older than her.

"Saruhiko Fushimi," The name slipped easily off her tongue as she said it to herself, a tablet in her hand with the picture of a young man with messy black hair and blue eyes, framed by rectangular black glasses. She was looking at his information, everything from his birthdate, height, and weight to bloodtype. It was all here except for his background, "hey, Nii-san,why can't I read his history?"

The man sitting behind a light brown desk keeps his attention on the jigsaw he was doing, but still answers her question. "It's classified,"

"Can you unclassify it?" She held up the tablet to him from where she sat comfortably on the floor leaning against the wall a little bit behind the older man. It was her preference to sit on the floor, she always had more room and if she wanted, she could lay down and sleep. Which was something she did often.

"No, I can't," He told her, earning a huff in return. "but I can't stop you from getting in yourself."

The young girl frowns, the tablet returning to her lap as she looked up at her older brother to see a similar image to her own with some minor differences between the two. Her brother is a tall man with messy, dark blue hair parted on the right side and violet eyes. He wears frameless, rectangular-shaped glasses. She on the other hand was a short young woman with long, dark blue hair and violet eyes. Glasses weren't as necessary for her as her brother so she hardly ever wore them; mostly because she was always losing and breaking them.

"I don't know how to do stuff like that," she quietly whined to herself staring at the tablet resting on her lap. Her brother had practically given her permission to hack into Scepter 4 security just to know his history, and he did this because he knew she couldn't.

"Jerk."

"Akane," His voice held a small hint of a warning.

"Sorry," She apologized, then suddenly standing up and leaning against the desk. "Can I go meet him?"

"Only if you promise not to keep him or the others from working,"

"Deal," She smiles, leaving her brothers' office and make her way toward the busy work room. She kept quiet while entering, gaining a few waves from the ones who noticed her. Glancing around the room she can see her usual sitting spot up in the front of the room, but she wouldn't be able to see Saruhiko from there, and it'll be boring just watching him, so she walked up to him. "Hello,"

He moves his attention from the laptop screen to her, his expression looking bored and disinterested as if he didn't like what he was doing. He didn't reply back, just raised an eyebrow in silent disinterest and turned back to his work. Akane can feel the eyes of the other members on the both of them, watching and waiting for something interesting to happen.

"I'm Akane Munakata," She introduced herself, his eyelid twitched as if her name caught his attention, and he gives her a whole new reaction than everyone else had given her after knowing she was related to the Blue King, Reisi Munakata.

He clicked his tongue, while taking his time to answer her. "Saruhiko Fushimi,"

"How's your first day going?"

"Better, if you weren't bothering me," Was his answer.

Akane couldn't help the smile on her face, "Too bad, I'm a regular here." She never got a reply but she stood there watching his fingers fly across the keyboard without pause. She remembered reading about his ability with computers, it was an amazing thing to see considering she did not have that skill.

It soon became an odd tradition for the two to to sit in silence with her watching him work, he did prefer not to spend time socializing with coworkers and she quickly took notice that he soon grew dislike most of the people he worked with. Akane wasn't a coworker, and over time they formed a friendship.

Akane stumble in the half lit work room while everyone was away attending an emergency call at some park, she had first asked to go with them, but being shot down multiple time by her brother, she thought of something better to do with her time alone in Scepter 4; the closed laptop sitting on top of the desk that belonged to Saruhiko Fushimi. She takes a seat and lifts the lid, the laptop coming to life to reveal a screen that requires a password causing her to groan; she wasn't good with these type of things.

Scepter four...Fushimi...video games...she grabs at her hair in slight frustration, what would be his password? Thinking back to the history she new of his, she typed in his childhood best friends name.

Misaki.

INCORRECT PASSWORD flashed on the screen. She tried again, remembering how she heard him say it on multiple occasions.

Mi-Sa-Ki.

The screen flashes black until the background picture shows and she couldn't help the sadness that filled her heart at the sight of a really young Saruhiko and Misaki Yata. Akane knows what happen between the two once good friends, her brother had told her the first night Saruhiko had joined and her- being a major crybaby- bawled at the story. Though, she would never let Saru know about this.

"Okay, let's see.." Minutes pass by as she stares at the bright screen with deep concentration, her bottom lip held by her teeth. He would have everything password protected. She tried the same password for everything, but Saruhiko wouldn't be that stupid to do something like that so she tried every other thing that came to mind...only to be locked out of the computer. Her head fell back against the chair with a small whine. Well, maybe next time.

Akane sat against a wall on the floor, one of her brothers' jigsaw puzzles halfway put together in front of her. He hadn't done it yet, so she snuck it out and decided to do it instead. He has more than enough to spare. She was pretending to be focus on her puzzle with the rest of Scepter 4 sat before her working when she hears the familiar sound of a tongue clicking and she knew, she knew that he knew what she had done with her time today.

"I wonder who was sneaking in my files," His voice was laced with a knowing, patronizing tone.

The dark blue haired girl keep her eyes glued to her puzzle, a nervous blush on her cheeks at the feel of his blue eyes burning into her head. She casually looks up and gives an innocent smile that does nothing to ward off his stare. "What is it, Saru-chan?" She kept up with the innocent look.

He gave an irritated look at the nickname. "Stop acting stupid," This cause a playful pout from the younger girl. "it's not attractive, tekiya1."

"I didn't ruin anything," Akane shrugs, not denying that she was indeed the one who was looking through his laptop, well, tried to.

"I'm locked out for the rest of the day,"

"Oh," She sheepishly laugh, she didn't mean to do that most of his work is done on there, but as long as no new emergencies happen for the rest of the night she will be fine. "I'll do better next time!" Her innocent look suddenly turns to a serious look similar to her older brothers'. "By the way, cute picture...Saru-chan." she smirks, letting out a giggle.

Saruhiko clicked his tongue.

Scepter 4 stood in front of Homra, both clans facing each other with a helicopter circling up above, the blades making it windy, adding to the slight chilliness of the night. Akane stood besides Saruhiko dressed in her casual clothes that consisted of black jeans and a royal blue zipped up sweater, the hood covering her dark hair that she had pulled into a messy bun in an attempt to keep it from flying everywhere. She wasn't there for the same reason as the others, though she wish she was. Akane wanted to have some fun too.

As if hearing her thoughts, the boy beside her smirks. "You can join, Hime2."

"Shut up," she said referring to the nickname she was given by everyone over time. "Nii-san won't allow it."

"He'll be too busy to notice,"

Akane frowns, just as her older brother decides to show up by dropping down from the helicopter.

"Unbelievable, he just dropped in from the sky," this came from Homra.

"So cool," Akane says quietly to herself.

"So childish," Saruhiko deadpanned.

"Like you aren't."

"Third King Mikoto Suoh," starts her brother, standing tall in front of Akane. "your actions are wild and chaotic as usual."

"Fourth King, Reisi Munakata." says Mikoto, a little smirk playing on his lips that still held his cigarette between them. "Your face looks awful and annoying as usual."

Saruhiko pulls out one of his throwing knives, throwing it in his hand, "Let's have fun, Misaki!" he says throwing them at the Homra boy holding his skateboard. Said boy kicks it up in the airs before catching it,

"Nice kick. Nice catch," the man said, standing beside the little girl Akane knew as Anna, as she looked in awe.

Saruhiko chuckles.

"So childish," Akane whispers the words he had said to her.

Mikoto soon puts out his cigarette with his foot. "Burn them,"

"No blood! No bone! No Ash!" the rest of the clansmen but Tatara and Anna shout.

"We will advance with sword in hand," Munakata pushes up his glasses. "for our cause is pure."

"Men, draw your swords." Orders Awashima, the only other female in Scepter 4.

One by one the members of scepter 4 draw their swords.

"Akiyama, ready!"

"Benzai, ready!"

"Kamo, ready!"

Domoji, ready!"

"Enomoto, ready!"

"Fuse, ready!"

"Goto, ready!"

"Hidaka, ready!"

"Fushimi, ready." Saruhiko said with a smile.

"Awashima, ready!"

The last person was none other than her brother. "Munakata, ready."

"Totsuka," said Mikoto, not removing his eyes from the blue king.

"You got it," he smiles, moving Anna with him.

"Mikoto..." her small voice voice, looking back at said man as she left.

"Akane," Munakata states.

"I'm going, Nii-san." she tells him walking away from the soon to be fight, ignoring the look Saruhiko gave her.

Akane stood by herself watching in complete awe at the two beautiful colors mixing together as if in a heated tango. Despite fighting, everyone from both clans looked to be having fun and even though she wanted to join in at first, she was content at just watching the amazing scene before her.

"It's beautiful, right?" came a familiar voice.

The dark haired girl tears her eyes away to behind her at the light brown haired man and white haired little girl at his side. She nods as her reply, knowing the two were Homra clansmen, but like her, they didn't fight.

"I'm Tatara totsuka," he smiles kindly, causing a small blush to rise on her cheeks, "this here is Anna."

"Akane Munakata," She introduces, smiling at them both. "It's very beautiful." she was referring to the question he had asked.

"You are too," he flirts. "don't you agree, Anna?" Akane's blush deepens at the compliment.

The small girl nods, looking up at Akane through a tiny red marble. "She has a pretty blue,"

"Oh? So you are part of scepter 4?"

"I guess you can say that," she shrugs, her eyes returning to the fighting happening.

"You don't agree?"

No, she didn't. Yeah, she had the blue aura but what did she really do besides annoy everyone? She felt useless and it didn't help that Munakata never let her do anything to contribute. Akane just wanted that one moment to prove herself to her brother- and the rest of Scepter 4- that she can do it, she can help.

"I think," Tatara breaks Akane from her thoughts. "that you bring a happy carefree atmosphere to them, and that is something most people need."

Akane's eyes widen but then she smiles. "Thank you, Tata-chan."

"Anytime, Kane-chan!"

...

"Someone made a new friend," comments Munakata, him and Akane sat in his Tatami room a jigsaw puzzle between the two.

"There isn't any rule against it," she said, placing a piece in the place it belongs. "I could use new friends."

"That you do," he agrees before asking, "where are your glasses?" He asks, finally getting to the question he was sure he asked her over a thousand times a month.

"Oh, um," she quickly pulls out a pair of black rectangular glasses. "here they are!" she slips them on, her eyes adjust to them.

At the exact time a knock sounds from the door and when Munakata says for them to come in, no glasses covering his eyes, Saruhiko walks in, his eyes narrowed in his attempt to see. Akane smiles as both him and her brother look at her knowingly; she had Saruhiko glasses.

"What?" she tilts her head in confusion.

"Tekiya," Saruhiko mutters under his breath, clicking his tongue. "I have spares, keep them."

"Is that all, Fushimi?" asks Munakata, a bit curious.

"Don't do it again, Akane."

"Okay," she smiles, earning another annoyed click of his tongue before he leaves. The dark haired girl quickly pulls out a small note pad and begin to write in it.

Saruhiko depends on his glasses and has spares.

"This game is going to get you hurt," Her brother says, gaining her attention.

"I'll be fine, Niisan

Akane woke up extra early today, showering and getting dressed in her usual attire before making her way down towards the male showers. Making sure no one was already there, she quickly turned them all on. With the heat of the water, it created a thick fog that hid her from any prying eyes that may have in the area. When the heat stopped radiating around the room and the fog started to disperse, Akane shuts off the showers and quickly retreats to the now dimly lit work room, the sun peaking through the closed blinds.

It's one of the first rooms they would show up in after getting ready to start on their work besides her brother, he will be in his office and probably call her in because he did not like cold showers; but it will help wake them up faster.She giggles at this thought while picking up Saruhiko's laptop and sitting in her usual spot on the floor against the wall. Akane had locked him out a little over six times, till one day he sat her down in front of his laptop. It had a confusing program opened on the screen. Turns out it was something he made for her to help teach her technical skills, including hacking, so every time she had the chance-which was a lot- she practiced.

This simple action meant a lot to the dark haired girl, since Saruhiko had joined Scepter 4 he kept to himself mostly, but Akane wasn't considered a co-worker, she was just someone that was always there.

The laptop sat on her lap, warming her legs as she pull out a pair of glasses and place them over her violet eyes, they were the exact same ones she took from Saruhiko a few months back when she met Tatara and Anna.

Speaking of those two, Anna's birthday had recently passed and she was invited to it. Akane showed up with a stuffed animal bigger than herself and the now 11 year old Anna, who loved it. She got along pretty well with Homra despite belonging in the blue clan, and she understood better why they all loved their king, Mikoto Suoh. Like at Scepter 4, she had someone to play with, she loved to tease Yata. He got very nervous around any girl and easily flustered whenever she tried talking to him or got to close it was adorable.

Achoo!

The sudden sneeze pulls Akane from her activity, her eyes drifting up to the irritated looking Saruhiko as another sneeze escapes him. Maybe a cold shower for him wasn't such a good idea...either way, her violet eyes still held amusement in them as her facial expression remains looking as innocent as usual.

"Run," was the warning he gave her.

Akane let's out a squeak as one of his throwing knives imbed itself into the wall beside her, causing her to leave the laptop haphazardly on the floor while quickly making her way to the other side of the room away from Saruhiko. She stood in front of the blank screen facing said man, her surprise look turning into a smile, her's innocent while the man across from her was more twisted. It didn't bother her, that was just how he was, a part of his personality that Akane figured out the first time she saw him fight.

The area she stood in held no exit, that was behind Saruhiko, which meant she had to find a way past him. She couldn't go around, so that left going through him. She was going to lose. The dark haired girl takes small, barely noticeable steps toward him, "Hiko-kun,"

"Hiko...kun?" the nickname seemed to catch him off guard and seeing this Akane took the chance to try and run past him to the only exit in the room. Noticing what she did, Saruhiko clicked his tongue and quickly grabbed onto her waist pulling her back away from her escape.

Akane stumbles, roughly hitting against Saruhiko's chest. Tilting her head back a little, she sees him smirking down at her and her face flushes. "Hiko-kun?" She murmurs, feeling him tense up at hearing that nickname again gave her the chance to reach up and snatching his glasses off him, holding them up and away from him.

"Damnit," he frowns, from the position he was in, he couldn't reach them. Saruhiko tighten his arm that's wrapped around her waist, leaning closer until their bodies were flushed against each others as he reached his free arm out to try and get his glasses back.

A throat clearing catch their attention, Akane and Saruhiko look towards the sound to see Munakata and the rest of Scepter 4 looking into the room behind him curiously. The two look back at each other, her face even redder while his smirk drops. The position they were in- while they thought nothing of it- the other's had a different idea of what was really going on. Slowly, the two separated themselves. Akane returning his glasses while fixing her own pair that were slipping down her nose,

"Fushimi, come with me." Her older brother says firmly turning to leave.

Saruhiko fixes his own glasses over his blue eyes, clicking his tongue, "I'll check your work when I come back," He tells her, referring to his laptop.

"Okay," she whispers, avoiding every ones eyes as Saruhiko and her brother disappear.

"You and Fushimi, huh?" Daiki Fuse was the first person to comment. "I don't see it." That's not surprising at all, he dosen't like Saruhiko.

"I do," agures Andy Domyoji, moving to stand beside the blushing girl. "they did look adorable like that." he teases. "Don't you think, Hidaka?"

"Don't drag me into this," Akira Hidaka said, he was always being dragged into his friends pranks and gossip, this was one he didn't want to be involved - she was their king's little sister after all. He could only imagine what Saruhiko was hearing from Munakata.

"All of you leave her alone and start working," orders Awashima, giving a nod at the thankful look from the still blushing girl.

With them starting work, Akane goes back to sitting on her spot on the floor and returns to putting her focus on the screen in front of her, but even if she seemed to be 'working' , she couldn't help but wonder what was happening between her brother and Saruhiko.

Caught in her thoughts, she didn't notice the small sad look Awashima gave the the younger girl.

Saruhiko stood in front of Munakata's desk, waiting for his King to start with what he is going to say, his usual bored expression carefully arranged on his features. He was getting impatient the longer it took for him to actually say a word and Saruhiko wasn't afraid to let show on his face or in his body language.

"Late last night Tatara Totsuka was killed," is the first thing Munakata says, the news quickly gaining Saruhiko's attention. "This is the video that has gone viral. Homra placed a bounty on his killer." He held out a tablet to Saruhiko, who walks forward near the desk and takes it in his hands.

He does a few things on the tablet and a screen pops up in front of the two, it was a video that seem to be recorded by Tatara himself. In the video a man with his back facing the veo was humming some song, Behind the camera, Tatara's cheerful voice sounds out.

"Hey, it's a nice night out," He chats normally to the stranger. "I came out here to take pictures of the night time view, but-what are you doing out here?" Tatara began to introduce himself as the stranger before him starts laughing, as if highly amused at what was being said when the white haired man turned around, pointed gun at Tatara and fired.

The camera was the first to fall, static sounding as it hit against the hard ground, the image coming back after a few seconds to show Tatara falling onto his stomach in front of the camera; he must have moved during the time the camera fell. The camera is moved to film the man who shot Tatara.

"I am the seventh king, the colorless king!" he declares, hands moving to his hips as he looked off somewhere. "I'm waiting for someone here, a nice night you say?" The man holds the gun up in the air while facing the camera and leans down. "Indeed it is." he finishes, aiming the gun again, a big, twisted grin on his face as he fires for the second time the video ending.

It was quiet for few seconds when, "Does Akane know?" Saruhiko asks, earning a shake of the head from Munakata. If she knew she wouldn't have played that prank on all of them this morning. "When do you plan on telling her?"

"I want you to,"

Saruhiko looks at Munakata, disagreeing with his choice of not telling his sister himself, even wanting to deny the request as he places the tablet on the desk before turning and walking towards the door. "Fine."

"Fushimi, one last thing." Munakata calls out, causing said man to look back at him. "Don't ever let me catch you in a compromising position like that again with my sister." He smiles.

He clicks his tongue before leaving the room. Not making any promises.

"Akane," She looks up at her name being called to see that Saruhiko is back, she gives him a smile, "You didn't get in trouble, did you?" Her violet eyes were cheerful, with a little bit of worry in them, as if concerned her brother scared yet another guy away. Of course Saruhiko knew those stories, she told him.

His blue eyes watched her as she tilts her head to the right, confusion showing on her features, that cursed nickname flowing past her lips that made his body feel as if there was an electric pulse writhing under his skin. He keeps quiet, holding out his hand for her to take and waits patiently as she sets his laptop down and places her small hand in his larger one. Saruhiko helps her up, but doesn't let go as he pulls her with him to a separate room away from the others.

"Saruhiko?" She said his full name, as they face each other, "What happened?" It was one of the moments he could see that she really is related to Munakata besides her looking like him. Her voice was laced with a serious tone, already sensing that something is wrong.

There was no right or easy way to say something like this so he did it in the only way he knew how, "Totsuka is dead," he pauses, watching her reaction, and continuing when she doesn't say anything, "he was killed last night by someone claiming to be the Colorless King." He didn't know how to be gentle or comfort someone, but watching her back clumsily hit against the wall nearby and slide down it made something inside him stir.

"How come Nii-san didn't tell me?" A hint of anger can be heard in her voice, he should have told her.

"I don't know," is his answer.

She brought her knees up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. She didn't utter a sound. Saruhiko let out a breath before sitting down next to her, no space between them. He can feel her body trembling, as if she was holding back in her crying for his sake, like she knew of his inability to really comfort someone.

"Akane," he calls her name, and she turns her head slightly to look at him. At the sight of her tear covered face both his hands closed into tight fist. "It's okay." He tells her. Those two words were all she needed as her cries turn to sobs. Akane grabbed onto his shoulders and buried her face in the side of his neck as she let loose what she tried to keep in. Saruhiko rested one of his hands in her feather-soft hair, the other on her waist stroking her side in hopes of comforting her. It was all he could do to help her, though he had to admit he didn't like seeing Akane Munakata crying.

She didn't expect Saruhiko to have this side to him, though she should have guessed it; he liked video games. This was discovered on one of the rare days nothing happened, a day off for Scepter 4 and instead of spending it with her brother or anyone else, she used it trailing behind Saruhiko. Akane had spotted a arcade place and without asking she drags him into said shop which led to what they were doing now.

The dark haired girl let out a small whine at the fact that she had lost every single game they played against so far, and she planned on breaking that winning streak of his. "Come on, Saruhiko," she said, tugging at his jacket pulling him to a game that made him frown, he was not playing that. "please?"

"No,"

She pouts, "Okay, I'll play it by myself." and she did. It was one of those dancing games, the longer she played it the more she smiled and laughed as she moved the way the game wanted her too. Akane didn't think Saruhiko was still there by the end of her dance, but the touch of his hands helping her down said otherwise and it made her happy that he had stayed.

As her body relaxed into a slow walk it began to cool down with the help of the light breeze blowing through them causing a chill to run down her spine. A few seconds after this, something soft and warm is placed over her shoulders, peppermint dominating over the sharp scent of a cologne she couldn't identify. It was intoxicating. The heat and smell came from Saruhiko's jacket that was now on her, leaving him in a black shirt.

"Thank you, Hiko-kun." She smiled, slipping her arms through the long sleeves that went past her hands, the bottom of the jacket even going a little past her hips. She didn't notice how Saruhiko had stopped in his tracks at the nickname, his mouth going dry. It was the very first time she had called him that.

Akane sat on the bed with her notebook lying open before her the words:

Objective: Annoy Saru-chan.
written and crossed out at the top of the page a bunch of notes scribbled underneath in a neat list. She had enough notes on how to annoy him that were kind of null considering the developments lately. At this point in their friendship she deemed it rude to call him Saru-chan, considering the meaning. After what happened when she got the news about Tatara, she got to see a different side of Saruhiko and now she's made it her mission to see all sides of him; good, bad all of them.

Objective: Know Hiko-kun.

*Tekiya-faker
*Hime-princess