My plot bunnies are causing me to spend more time on writing. This story is set after "The Fool's Pursuit".

This story is similar to "The Lost Colours" on Shiro's attempt to find happiness for everyone but they have nothing to do with each other. I was inspired by another story I read recently. There will more focus on Scepter 4 and the Silver Clan.

This story I feel is going to move faster than my previous stories. It contains spoilers from the movie, The Missing Kings and the novels.

K is not mine. Reviews are always appreciated. They keep me going.


Chapter 1: The Lost Clansman

Neko was happy. She got her dinner and a walk approved by Kuroh.

It had been a year since they were being targeted. Kuroh could not help but worry for Neko. Her power was considered a bane to JUNGLE since they were not in good terms with the Green. The Green wanted something from their missing King as well which made it harder for Kuroh to let his guard down.

The two of them were in the district where many gangsters hanged around. If it was not Anna had invited them to Bar HOMRA, he would avoid this area. Neko licked her finger which still had some taste of Saba happily.

"Kurosuke is a great cook."

"Thank you. But that doesn't excuse you from the training."

"I don't want!"

"It's for your own good, for the sake of seeing Shiro again."

The feline cat kept quiet hugging the parasol which belonged to Shiro. Kurosuke was right. After witnessing what had happened to HOMRA, Yata Misaki, they should not take their situation lightly. They needed to become stronger.

"We've just become friends with that idiot, isn't it?" Neko muttered and teared up at the sight of the boy she had her arm over his neck with Kuroh's getting both to get along to save Anna. It seemed as though it happened yesterday.

"Why did that happen?" Neko asked in tears.

"Yes, I know how you feel." Kuroh placed his hand on Neko to comfort her. His gaze on her was gentle.


In a red light district somewhere in Shizume City, a boy was walking along the street in shadow. People were all staring at him. He seemed like a rich guy who came from the royalty. There were indecent girls who attempted to get into his good books but was rejected with a kiss on their hands.

He was in a hurry getting to somewhere. He turned to a corner into an alley where a boy slightly older than him with black hair was waiting for him sitting on a wooden cart. He was in Scepter 4 uniform and was wearing a mask of USAGI.

"You're the one Lieutenant wanted me to meet. If I didn't remember wrongly, you're the former clansman of the Blue King, Kusuhara. Kusuhara Takeru." The light shone down on the man who spoke revealing his white hair.

"And you must be the First King, Adolf K. Weismann, his Excellency wanted me to assist in return for keeping me on Earth." The boy removed his mask and bowed in respect

"Don't stay on ceremony, call me Yashiro. Isana Yashiro." Isana Yashiro offered his hand.

He had remained by his side till the end. Before his old friend passed on, he had told him something which caused him to narrow his eyes.

"First, I have to reunite with my clansman." Shiro said with a gentle smile which put Kusuhara at ease.

But they needed to break out of this area. A number of morally sick men were closing in on them. They were armed with whips and daggers

"I'm pretty sure we're boys and we don't provide such service to them, right?" Shiro asked Kusuhara with a sweatdrop.

"Give me the order, your Majesty!" Shiro's expression turned serious when Kusuhara requested him. Shiro was not going to use him as a shield Lieutenant had advised just because it was his talent.


Anna had called up Kuroh and Neko all the sudden to show them something. Both Kuroh and Neko stared at the floating marbles closely. One of her five marbles which hovered above the map of Shizume City had turned silver.

"I'm certain he is here. Yashiro is here." Anna informed Kuroh with a serious expression. Kuroh and Neko glanced at one another in disbelief. They had been looking high and low for close to two years but they had no clue since they last saw him from the "Good Luck charm" given by Anna to thank them for helping them out.

"Anna doesn't lie. Your King is alive." Kusanagi served Anna, Kuroh and Neko, the underaged kids hot milk. No alcohol for even Kuroh who was staring at the white liquid in curiosity.

"I had never drank that before." He said much to the others' horror.

"Hurry up finish the milk and go!" Kusanagi threatened the kids. Ultimately, he wished them luck when he and Anna saw them out.

They were the final hope to resolve the impending judgement from the Dresden Slate. Kusanagi recalled the article he had gotten from Germany written by Adolf K. Weismann. Different Kings of different nature had a different purpose on Earth. Defy their true purpose, their Sword of Damocles would fall. Kusanagi stole a glance at Anna worriedly. He often wondered to himself if he had made a right choice to wake her up to face the reality. If her nature was to destroy, could he bear the responsibility and allowed her to do so in order to lead her to the right path befitting of the True Red King?


Kuroh was blushing at the incoming fawning grown-up women asking if they required their service. Neko hissed at them in her cat form on Kuroh's arms.

Kuroh wondered why their King would appear in this kind of place.

A fight broke out somewhere which caught his attention. Neko jumped and used her power so that they could move faster without much obstruction. They broke into a run. Two boys were running towards them which they knocked one another out as soon as they turned to a corner. The red parasol Neko dropped due to the impact hit the white haired boy they had bumped into.

All four fell on their butt.

"Pain…" The black haired boy in Scepter 4 uniform sat up first. Kuroh held his hurt nose lifting up his head.

"Watch where you're going." Kuroh wanted to discipline them before the parasol fell off the other boy's head when he sat up in pain. Kuroh and Neko's eyes widened at the sight of the boy before them.

Neko ran into Shiro's arms while holding on to the parasol in tears. Shiro patted her head in return. The Silver Clan was reunited.

"I always believe Shiro is alive."

"Sorry for making you worry, Neko, Kuroh. I'm home!"

Neko was surprised to see a newcomer. Shiro assured that he had only both of them as his clansmen. He nodded to Kusuhara.

They had found a corner where Neko could utilize her power allowing Shiro and Kusuhara to explain their current situation to Kuroh to better assess how they could escape and not lose the sight of the person Kusuhara was currently locked onto.

"Let me explain." Kusuhara said as they sat on the ground.

"Neko, sorry about it." Shiro apologized.

Kuroh tightened his grip on his former mentor's sword, Kotowari after hearing their words. His mission entrusted by Ichigen-sama was not over.

It seemed that the Colourless King had survived and escaped somewhere. This time round, Shiro would find him and destroy him completely.

This was the last place Kusuhara last saw the Colourless King's newly possessed body.

Kusuhara's mission from the Gold King was to shadow the Colourless King till he met the Silver King. He would lead them to the man who was currently possessed by Colourless King and stop him from what he was plotting.

Kuroh with a wave of his sword managed to send many of their assailants flying. Compare to those he and Neko had encountered, these were piece of cake. The Colourless King had begun to take in his own clansmen and they were pathetically weak. Kuroh would like to say that but he felt uneasy. It was the numbers he had a problem with. They had been fighting for the last forty minutes.

Kusuhara landed a hit on one of the guys which fell. Just when they thought it was over, another batch had arrived. They were shocked at the number of reinforcement.

Neko sank on her knees because she was tired. The illusion was undone.

"Neko." Kuroh shouted. Sure they managed to buy themselves some time but it took a toll on Neko. Shiro came to Neko and silver aura engulfed them.

"I'm here with you, Neko." Shiro said to Neko. Shiro gave Neko a power boost allowing her to cast her illusion once more.

"I'm sorry. I was careless." Kusuhara apologized to Shiro who was in cold sweat.

Kusuhara blocked an incoming attack for Shiro and both screamed in unison.

"Shiro!" Kuroh wanted to run to his side but he was busy at his end as Neko stood up and fought alongside with him before one of them could hit Kuroh. They had trained together after.

"I'm okay Kuroh." Shiro raised his hand to only cough out blood and slide down the wall.

"Shiro, are you hurt?" Neko asked worriedly.

"You have overexerted yourself. Disconnect from me, Yashiro-san. We can always try locating him again next time." Kusuhara finally said kneeling before him. "You can't boost both of our powers at once. You'll kill yourself."

"Lieutenant wanted me to take care of you and I shall do so." Shiro patted his head. Kusahara scrunched his face hearing his words.

"What did you do, Shiro?" Kuroh demanded pulling up Kusuhara by his collar.

"Stop it, Kuroh. I'm an immortal King, remember? I can't die." Shiro reminded Kuroh as well as telling Kusuhara his power. That was the reason he could do that.

"Kurosuke, I can't do this myself!" Neko felt herself being cornered and she was forced to release her power. She sensed an overwhelming aura.

A man in fifties in suit was seen approaching them.

"The seventh King, the Colourless King." Shiro could recognize his aura. Kuroh stood right before Shiro in defense and engulfed himself with Colourless aura.

"Oh, you should be defending me, the Colourless King instead, as a Colourless Clansman, Yatogami-kun." The man said. Kusuhara was deciding if he should unsheathe his "Shooting Star".

"Yes, I was a clansman from the Colourless Clan but Ichigen-sama was the King I served. I'm entrusted the mission to determine if his successor is evil and to slay him and I had concluded that I'm to slay you. Ichigen-sama wouldn't mind I serve another King in order fulfill this mission." Kuroh raised his Kotowari.

"So this is your reason huh, Kuroh…" Shiro was a little disappointed to hear such confession from him. His heart was still with Miwa Ichigen, the former Colourless King.

The Colourless King intended to possess Kuroh's body. Kuroh caught on instantly and closed his eyes, so was Neko which left only Kusuhara Takeru. The former Blue clansman blinked in surprise when he briefly saw a wolf-like creature out of the body.

"Takeru-kun!" Shiro wanted to pull him away when the Colourless King seemed to hear something. He stopped his attempt.

"Dear me! It seemed that that man wanted to keep all of you alive so I'll deal with you next time." With that, the Colourless King activated a grenade and disappeared when the smoke filled the air around them leaving them coughing.

"We'll meet again in somewhere grander." The Colourless King laughed. Shiro stared at the disappearing shadow as he was taken over by darkness.

"Shiro!"


It was a lot more spacious than the sleazy one the three of them hid in after the mission of getting the Himmelreich to land failed. Thanks to Neko's ability, they managed to find themselves the largest room from a five star hotel to stay for the night.

Kuroh placed a towel on Shiro's head before glaring at Kusuhara who flinched. He had not forgiven him after hearing from Kusuhara's explanation.

"You're not to fight, you hear me!" Kuroh warned.

"As a normal human, you're brave to do this all alone. I can't waste your effort. I can't make you my clansman but I can draw out your former power as the Blue Clansman lost to the Slate." That was Shiro's offer to him when they first met.

Looking back, he could have blended himself back into the society after recovering as a normal human but he chose to bow before the Gold King and offered his service. His life was saved by the Gold Clan after all. He could not make him his clansman either so there was very little he could help. The Silver King was the only one who could grant him the power to help him in his cause.

If he had a choice, the only King he would serve was still him. Kusuhara still remembered how he admired a certain man with a blue Sword of Damocles up high after he revealed his power as a strain by accident and he invited him to join his newly reformed Scepter 4 when he was just only a small-time policeman.


A man in lab coat was typing excitedly. A male in white hair with his friends were seen in the holographic monitor. Their long wait was finally over. The final chess piece had appeared in the chessboard. A male with a shoulder-length hair sat crossing his legs on his sofa smiled. A parrot was seen over his shoulder giving out his next order.

"Take the prize out for this month's auction, Mizuchi. I'm pretty sure, the other Kings will be interested." The former clansman of the Gold King, a scientist who used to research on the Dresden Slate and led the experiment on the Slain, Mizuchi Koushi smirked in response.

"Certainly, my Green King, Hisui-sama." Mizuchi turned to the man in shadow. Behind him, on the holographic screen, there was a coffin-like capsule, within it, there was a man lying peacefully within it in the dark. His hairstyle with two strand of hair falling over his face was striking. His body would be the artifact to be auctioned for the month.


Scepter 4 will be featured in the next chapter.