In Another Life

In another life, where Kings did not exist, Saruhiko would be holding Misaki close to him. They'd be living together in their own apartment where Misaki is surprisingly domestic. They'd be a loving couple who'd pledge their love to each other again and again despite all the fights and arguments that would break out. Misaki would still have that potty mouth of his and Saruhiko would still delight in teasingly taunting him by drawling out his name. Misaki would never have a reason to wear his beanie, for Saruhiko would never have left. In another life, they would blossom perfectly.


Stop Walking By

It pains Saruhiko to walk down the road where HOMRA is. Too many memories, he says. He can remember missions with Misaki, sitting on the steps and just listening to Misaki talk, bandaging Misaki's wounds after a fight. He clearly recalls the warmth in Misaki's hazel eyes when they would meet his own blue ones. He remembers laughing when Misaki plucked his glasses off his face to try them on for himself. When he walks there, he sometimes thinks he can feel a pair of arms embracing him from behind, just like Misaki used to and he chokes back tears.


Reflection

Saruhiko has never been able to stop thinking about Misaki. Reisi sometimes says it's a dangerous obsession and Seri has to agree. That adrenaline rush that Saruhiko gets whenever he sees Misaki is just too addictive to even think of giving it up. Their meetings are always full of pent-up anger and hatred and betrayal and Saruhiko goes through the whole cycle of heartbreak all over again after each meeting, compulsively rubbing his burnt-out HOMRA mark. There's always a sad look in his eyes for days after each meeting. Little does he know that Misaki does the exact same thing.


Possession

Misaki hates everything about Saruhiko. He hates his lethargy, he hates his sardonic tone, he hates Saruhiko for his betrayal. This doesn't explain how they ended up where they are now, tripping through a familiar back alley with Saruhiko gripping Misaki's wrist like he's scared he'll run away. They reach Saruhiko's apartment and tumble in in a whirl of tongues, teeth and roaming hands. Misaki loosely holds on to Saruhiko as he kisses his way down his neck. He can hear the mantra of mine, mine, minebeing whispered against his skin and he wants to whisper back yes, yours.


Blind

No one knows better than Saruhiko how painful heartbreak is. It's like having a piece of your existence chipped off every single day; like dying the most painful death there is. What hurts the most is that Misaki is completely blind to Saruhiko's pain. By the time Munakata Reisi recruits him for Scepter4, Saruhiko's heart is black, turned to stone and irreparably smashed to pieces. He doesn't care in the least how damaged he becomes. Maybe the more broken he is, the more Misaki will be able to see him. Maybe he'll finally get Misaki's attention, and with it, love.