I do not own any of the characters of K. They belong to Gora/Gohands.
I apologize for any OOC-ness of the characters. It's just my take on how they might behave in the event of situations such as these arriving.
Rated 'M'
A/N (Please Read): This is a series of unordered drabble about Anna and Mikoto's life. The chapters won't be in sequence because I'll probably just be writing on a whim. Chapters are likely to be short. I hope you enjoy it still.
Growing Pains III
by chickypeg
Chapter 1: Mikoto and Anna
Izumo glanced over to the young girl...or rather, the young lady who was sitting on a stool at the bar.
She was wearing on a red dress with long sleeves and a front of pretty black buttons. Her dress wasn't figure hugging, and was especially loose around her tummy.
On her legs were white stockings, and on her feet were simple, practical red shoes.
But there was nothing simple or practical about the way Anna looked. She was just too...pretty.
With beautiful white hair and pale skin, she was exotic.
Even the way she carried herself about, with such grace and elegance, went beyond 'simplicity.'
And her face, like that of a beautifully crafted doll, was adorned with a beautiful pair of eyes that reflected a warm red and thick, black eyelashes that were almost too long.
Izumo was glad Anna had married Mikoto.
Their situation had saved him a lot of heartache as he had always worried about the kind of male who would approach Anna.
To him, no one was better than Mikoto Suoh.
Sure, the bastard was lazy.
Grumpy, and even mean.
But he was the best person for Anna.
Speak of the devil, Izumo thought when the door to the Bar opened and a powerful presence entered.
Heavy, brooding was what one might feel.
But for a person like Anna, it also meant safety.
Love.
Belonging.
She got up from her stool and walked as quickly as her body would let her, to her husband's side.
He waited for her to reach him with his hands in the pockets of his black jacket.
When she arrived in front of him, she gave him a tiny smile.
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently. Anna sighed at his gentle touches.
"Don't exert yourself," he warned her in a rough voice when he drew back. He placed his arm around her.
Anna nodded while he led her to the couch. They sat beside each other and Anna leaned her head on his shoulder.
Mikoto had an unlit cigarette in his mouth while his wife relaxed against him. He didn't dare light it now because he knew it wouldn't be good for her - something Izumo wouldn't let him forget, or hesitate to yell at him for.
The atmosphere, however heavy with Mikoto's powerful presence, was slow and easygoing right now.
Because that was the mood the Red King was in – relaxed, calm.
And warm.
Not in the sense of physical temperature, but of an emotional touch.
Anna was the person who brought out such peace in the volatile Red King.
Izumo smiled softly.
Ah, Mikoto was many things alright.
Many negative things.
But when he was with Anna, his recently pregnant wife, all his positive traits came out.
And this was when Izumo could not deny that no matter how rugged, rough and tough the Red King was, he was perfect for the beautiful, elegant Anna.
A/N: This was just a prologue of sorts, rather than a first chapter. It's shorter than most chapters are probably going to be. But like I said, it's going to be unordered chapters, not following any kind of real sequence. There may be chapters on before they got married, chapters after got married, when Anna is pregnant, and when their son is born. All not in sequence.
