Title: Senpai's Feelings
Author: modern warfare king
Fandom: K/ K Project
Pairing: Shouhei Akagi and Saborouta Bandou
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own nothing from K. I only own the plot!
NOTE (PLEASE READ): This fanfic is SHONEN-AI. You guys can read that, right? Also, the setting is in the K manga. Not anime, but MANGA. If you must know, the manga's called K: Memory of Red. And WARNING, there are spoilers from the manga so read at your own risk.
It was just your usual busy day in Shizume City when…
Smack!
"Ow! What did you do that for?" straw-color haired Shouhei Akagi rubbed his head. He wore his trademark look, his red jacket and a plain t-shirt underneath, keychain necklace, blue jeans and baseball cap.
"Idiot, what have you been up to now, huh? Up to no good, I'm sure," black haired Saborouta Bandou accused. "Just what are you hiding in that plastic bag?" He wore large black sunglasses that obscured his eyes so luckily Shouhei couldn't see his fiery hot glare. However, the kohai could definitely sense his senpai's burning aura, which sent chills down to the back of his spine. But Bandou was nowhere as intimidating as their charismatic and powerful leader, Suoh Mikoto.
"Uh… I was just out shopping food coz Kusanagi-san asked me to," Shouhei clarified, smiling nervously. Cold sweat dropped his from his forehead . Ever since that incident with those drug dealers, Bandou had been kind of overprotective of him. Scratch that, was there such a thing as more than overprotective?
"Oh," Bandou said, deadpan. He then suddenly turned around and started walking away, obviously back to their headquarters which was the Homura Bar.
Shouhei blinked and quickly followed the other. They walked together side by side in awkward silence, only for Shouhei to break it.
"Why are you here, San-chan?" Shouhei asked out of the blue. San-chan was Shouhei's nickname for Bandou, since they attended the same school back in the old days.
Bandou dug his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket and had hid his face under its hood. "Uh… Totsuka-san told me to fetch you…"
Totsuka Tatara was the "cameraman" of the Homura Clan. But don't let this deceive you, his angelic face and words of persuasion are powerful enough to make the strongest enemy put his guard down.
"Really?" Shouhei gazed up at the clear blue sky. "Totsuka-san's so thoughtful."
Bandou's eye twitched. He couldn't believe that airhead actually believed his alibi? It'd make Yata snicker rather loudly due to the sheer lameness of it. Shouhei continued babbling how caring and down-to-earth Totsuka was. The black haired senpai balled his fists and continued to fight his short-temper.
"Isn't he too good to be true?"
With Shouhei saying that with such an earnest and happy-go-lucky face, this had set off the bomb inside Bandou.
"Shut up!" Bandou roared.
Shouhei blinked and tilted his head. "San-chan? What's wrong?"
"Totsuka-san this, Totsuka-san that. Don't you ever stop talking about him?" the black haired Homura member snapped. This made his kohai even more confused.
"Huh? But this is the first time I've talked about him," Shouhei said.
Again with his simple-mindedness. A little more of it, Bandou would officially lose it. The senpai suddenly pushed his kohai to a brick wall, to Shouhei's utter surprise.
"S-San-chan?" Shouhei stammered. He was too taken aback that he had almost lost grip of the plastic containing the groceries. This was the first time the black hair was this close to him.
"I freakin' lied, man. I followed you here because I was worried you might get into trouble again, the little troublemaker you are," Bandou admitted, his cheeks reddening. He felt like he needed to take care of Shouhei. He was his responsibility as his senpai. But he most especially didn't want Shouhei to be gravely wounded again. Never ever.
Shouhei's eyes widened. He knew Bandou was the number one denier when it came to expressing things but these words were worth a lifetime of his genuine feelings. He was so moved he felt his heart actually jump for joy. He felt blood rush up to his head as he smiled widely without knowing it.
Bandou raised an eyebrow. "Are you making fun of me, weirdo?" He almost lost his balance when Shouhei dropped his groceries to wrap his arms around his senpai's neck.
"I never knew you were this sweet…" Shouhei commented, smiling widely.
Bandou shuddered and tried to push the kohai away from him to no avail. Shouhei clung onto him like there was no tomorrow. "Sweet? Me? Are you out of your mind? Did someone inject your brain with stupid? Get the hell away from me!"
Shouhei chuckled. "You're also cute too."
When there's smoke, there's fire. And apparently, Bandou unleashed his fiery fury… literally. Good thing Shouhei had a quick eye to avoid his senpai ablazed. He chuckled and picked up the groceries when he felt an unwelcoming presence. His back was still bent and he peered over his shoulder to see a bunch of thugs pointing a gun at them both.
"These guys are definitely from Homura," one of the men said. "I saw one of them hanging out with the Red King."
"Yeah?" another man said. "Well, they definitely have to thank us for killing one of their minions."
"I know what you're talking about," said another one of those thugs. "I can already taste the sweet, sweet reward."
Shouhei wasn't scared at all. In fact, he chuckled.
"What are you laughing about?!" the thug fixed his gun at Shouhei's head.
"Hey, San-chan. I didn't know that we were this famous," Shouhei laughed out loud. The men looked at each other and sent icy cold glares to the straw-color haired Homura member which had no effect at all.
"Welcome to the real world," Bandou said, rolling his eyes.
"If you had any brains at all, you should shut your mouth!"
Shouhei and Bandou met eyes and grinned. They felt like everything that happened earlier was four lifetimes ago. It was time to show these punks what that Homura was made of.
"Never underestimate the power of Homura!" shouted Bandou as he grabbed the arm of the guy that was pointing his gun at him. He smirked as he unleashed the flames within him. It immediately burnt the guy's sleeve as he screamed in agony.
On the other hand, Shouhei ducked then did an uppercut, sending the thug flying. He showed off his power as he snapped his finger, flames suddenly coming out from his balled fist. It was as if they were human torches.
"If you guys had any brains at all, you should scram and never show your filthy faces to us again," Shouhei threatened with a huge grin.
"And this is courtesy of Homura," Bandou added.
"Y-You'll pay for this!" They did as they were told and ran away, like the cowards they were.
Shouhei raised his arms and grinned widely at his senpai. "Ah! That was refreshing. Sad that our King wasn't here to see this."
"Mmhm," Bandou said. He turned around and started walking away. Shouhei smirked and followed his black haired senpai, obviously amused.
"You think I'd forget about what happened earlier after a petty fight like that?" Shouhei teased.
"How do you want me to burn you? Extra-crispy?" Bandou hissed with a sadistic grin.
Cold sweat dropped from Shouhei's forehead. Bandou looked pretty damn serious. "Uh… On second thought, forget I said it in the first place."
A/N: Ta-dah! My first ever K fanfic!
Finally a section for K! I've been waiting for this all my life. Haha. Decided to put up a fic between Shouhei and San-chan because they're so cute (if you've read the manga, that is) and KuroShiro fics are mainstream (but I love KuroShiro with a burning passion gyaaaa) so yeah, a new OTP for a change. And hm, it's been a while since I've written one-shots. Anyway, how was this story for you guys? Hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Next up: Dewa and Chitose (my God YES!)?