IceCReaMloVeRx: Hello again my lovely readers! Sorry for the late notice! Unfortunately, my awesome, pink, 17-inch, Dell laptop has officially died on me while I was in Hong Kong. This means that the documents, music, pics, everything is gone (yes I know, I'm sad too). Well actually, not quite. I can still turn on my laptop and access safe mode (after 5-10 tries) and see my stuff, but I can't transfer them over via USB (it already fried one of them…). Hopefully some computer tech can solve this issue for me. In the mean time, I'm using my family's crappy desktop to type so expect more typos because I haven't typed with a desktop keyboard for so long. Also expect grammar mistakes as well since I spent a month in Hong Kong, my English is now pretty whacky here and there lol.
So what am I rambling about? Well guys, it's time for a new story! (What? Again? Damn it Vivian, got finish your other works!) What is this new fanfic gonna be about? My dear friends, this is gonna be about K (or as some would call it, K Project). I've watched the anime, read the prequel manga K: Memory of Red, and now I heard that there's gonna be a sequel/season 2 coming out in 2014 (woohoo!).
Now as you all know, I suck at typing first chapters because you know, other than the summary, the first chapter is what grasps your readers' attention. I hope you guys will give this story a try! Please be sure to tell me what you think as well by either reviewing, or private messaging me! Don't forget to favorite and follow as well! With that being said, let us start!
Disclaimer: I do no own K (K Project). K belongs to GoRA. I only own the OC.
-Story Start-
The sky was clear today in Shizume City. Not a single cloud in sight which was a very odd sight for a crowded city. Business went on as usual, students coming in and out of school, adults running here and there for work, everyone was busy. Cars and trucks zipped by one another at the freeway and if there's traffic, the two would communicate by honking at each other to hurry it up. It was a calm day. No news of strains, none of the city's gangs decided to come out and pick fights with one another, the city's underground drug lords were quiet too. It was indeed, a calm day.
The streets were the busiest, people walking around and moving everywhere, trying to get from one place to another. The streets were loud too. Workers were standing out in the open, passing out fliers to bypassing civilians to reel them into the store or restaurant, customers haggling and bargaining with shopkeepers to get items for a lower price, strangers walking while chatting on their cell phones. This was normal.
Among the tsunami of people on the streets was a girl minding her own business. She hummed a little melody as she walked to the market. She continued making her way to the supermarket and at the same time, she wondered what she was going to make for dinner tonight. Since she was too busy thinking about dinner, she clearly did not notice a person coming straight at her. Before she could even see the person and move away, it was too late. The two collided into each other.
"Ite te te…" the girl winced she fell onto the floor. She carefully rubbed her backside, cringing at the stinging, dull pain.
"Oi! Watch where you're—!" the other sat up as well after he had fallen to the ground. The skateboard was flipped over next to him after the collision. Just when he was going to get ready and tell the person who dare ran into him off, he stopped. Instead, his face became flushed and his eyes widened to realize who he crashed into. "O-Oi! A-Are y-you o-okay?" He felt his cheeks flare up in heat as he scampered up to his feet. The boy quickly picked up his skateboard and tucked it under his arm before making his way over to the girl. He nervously reached his hand out to her to offer his help.
"I-I'm fine, just a bit sore, but it'll go away soon," the girl gave the boy a soft smile before taking his outstretched hand. She felt him pull her up and once she was standing on her own to feet, the boy quickly released her hand. For some odd reason, the more she stared at him, the redder his face became. "Thank you."
"J-Just b-be c-careful wh-where y-you're w-walking!" he snapped, his cheeks now a bright red. He dropped his skateboard back on the ground and got on it before skating off, leaving the girl to only watch him leave.
A few seconds after he left, the girl continued her way to the supermarket, finally deciding to make udon for dinner tonight. As she entered the market, she grabbed a basket and began filling it up with the necessary ingredients for dinner. The girl decided to pick up a few more things as snacks so she wouldn't get hungry during the middle of the night. After waling down the aisles to double check the things that she need, the chorus of "Just Be Friends" began playing. Stopping at where she stood, the girl switched the basket so it hung on the crook of her elbow on her left arm as she dug into her pocket to search for her cell phone.
"Who could be calling me right now…" she mumbled quietly to herself as she finally took out her phone and answered it. "Takamiya Miyuki speaking."
"Miyuki~!" a chipper voice cried out on the other end of the phone. The voice was so high and loud that it almost caused the girl to drop the phone and the basket of food as the volume shocked the girl and caused her to jump. After regaining her composer, the girl sighed and shifted the phone away from her ear a bit.
"Simca, what is it now?" Miyuki sighed. It was only one of her friends. She should have expected her to call since her friends usually called her if they had nothing to do or if they wanted to check up on her or hang out.
"You're so mean Miyuki!" Simca huffed. Miyuki was sure that Simca was pouting and rolling around on her couch on the other end of the line. "I just wanted to talk to you that's all!"
Miyuki only gave brief responses as she listened to Simca go on about her day and what she did on the phone. At the same time, the girl went to the check out line and paid for her groceries as Simca went on talking about having nothing to do and something about a creep hitting on her at work. She didn't understand how Simca had so much free time on her hands. Miyuki was practically busy everyday! She had to study, work part time, cook, clean; things weren't easy since she lived alone. Heck, she rarely had time to even go out and have some fun on her own. Occasionally her friends would invite her out and they would go drinking and catch up, but that was it. And for crying out loud, she doesn't even have the time to go out and look for a date or boyfriend! Yes, Miyuki was that busy and that much of a loner.
"Ne Simca, I need to hang up now," Miyuki sighed softly as she walked out of the market carrying her bag of groceries. She could hear Simca whine in boredom. "I'll call you when I get home alright? I'm carrying groceries right now."
"Buu~ Fine…" Simca finally relented and hung up.
"She sure has life easy…" Miyuki sighed softly as she pocketed her phone. Then she shifted the grocery bag and made her way back to her apartment.
Miyuki had moved into Shizume City about a year ago to go to school to study music. She loved music ever since she was little. She loved to sing to the melody and dance to the music's beat. She finally decided to move out so she wouldn't have to bother and burden her parents any longer. Of course, her parents didn't want her to move out, but they finally gave up after Miyuki became persistent. She was a university student with two very loving parents, but she had to explore the world on her own too. So she packed up and moved into a cozy apartment that wasn't too far away from her university. After classes, she would go work part-time as a waitress in a café. Sometimes during her winter break and summer vacation, she would go back home to visit her family. Living alone as a university student was tough; she had no time to play around!
It was February and this year would be her second year here in Shizume City. Miyuki decided to stay in Shizume City even throughout summer so that she could focus more on her studies. At first her parents were upset that this would be the first time their daughter would not come back home from school, but they finally gave up and decided to let her make her own decisions. Since she was staying in Shizume City even during summer, it meant more time to study, practice, and work for Miyuki. But since it was also the first time she decided to stay in Shizume City all year long, maybe this time she can go off and hope to find a spark of adventure in her life. No, she doesn't mean romance—well she could, but romance was placed last on her priority list.
Just when she was about to turn a corner, a hand shot out from the alley and clamped over the girl's mouth. Startled, the girl dropped her bag of groceries and was about to struggle until her eyes felt heavy. She clawed the hand that was covering her mouth and nose, but to no avail, her world became dark.
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The sun was finally setting and it was time to open the bar open. Of course, the bar was always open, just not to customers. The blond bartender sighed softly in content as he smiled down at the pristine wine glass. Then he peered down to look at the bar itself and he felt himself fall in love all over again. The moment right now was pure bliss—that is, until, a certain skateboarder and his partner tumbled into the bar and crashed straight into the lustrous bar made out of rosewood.
"….AAAHH!" The wine glass slipped out of the delicate hands of the bartender as he stood there, mouth hung open and gaped in shock, but mostly horror. The once delicate hands curled up into fists and the peaceful expression on the blond bartender was there no more. In its place was an expression of pure fury. "M-My bar…"
"Haha! They're as lively as ever ne?" a man with light brown hair chuckled. Then, he held up a video camera and began recording the chaos that was happening.
"Haah!? I dare you to say that again fucking fatty!" the shorter one of the two that came tumbling in shouted as he gripped the fatter blond in a choke hold.
"C-Can't breathe…" the other wheezed out as he slapped the wooden floor, hoping that someone would help him out.
"Damn it you guys!" the bartender growled and broke the two on the floor apart. Before the two could run away, he grabbed the boys' heads and clutched them. "How many times do I have to tell you to take your damn fights outside!?"
"A-Ah! K-Kusanagi-san!" the shorter one yelped and struggled to break free.
"W-We're sorry!" the other cried out in pain as he tried to get the bartender to let go of his head.
"Haaah!? You don't sound very sorry!" Kusanagi retorted and gripped even harder, which caused the two boys to cry out in pain. This went on for about a minute or two until the older blond finally calmed down and relented, dropping the boys on the ground. "So? What are you two fighting about now?"
"Well…" the blond male on the ground rubbed his head and glanced at the shorter male next to him before continuing, "Yata-san insisted on chasing after a group of punks…"
"Hehe, again?" the light brown-haired man chuckled as he finally placed the video camera down.
"Give me a break Totsuka-san…" the chubby male sighed and grumbled.
"Tch! The assholes were talking shit about HOMRA!" the chestnut-haired male retorted and crossed his arms. "How dare they make fun of us! The fatty here decided to go against it when I was about to go kick their asses."
"Yata-chan…" Kusanagi sighed and rubbed his temple as he looked down at the skateboarder. He could feel a migraine coming up any moment now. "You ought to listen to Kamamoto, we don't want any unnecessary fights." Yata only huffed in response and glared at the floor as if he was a child who was caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. Kamamoto on the other hand was still caressing his head from the iron grip of Kusanagi. Before they could get lectured even more, a cell phone began ringing. Kusanagi sighed and reached into his pocket as it was his cell phone that was ringing. He glanced down at it before answering, "Go ahead."
"Kusanagi-san! About the gang you told us about last week, they're at it again. They're dealing business with some drug lords and recently I heard they're into human trafficking," the voice on the other end explained. Yata tensed up to hear the news as everyone else in the bar decided to look over and wait for Kusanagi to explain everything to them.
"Human trafficking huh…that's definitely new," Kusanagi mused as he listned. "Anything else Shouhei?"
"Ah well…," Shouhei hesitated at fist before finally speaking, "While San-chan and I were walking around—"
"Don't call me San-chan!" another voice interrupted, cutting Shouhei off. "It's Bandou! Bandou! I'm your senpai, remember that!"
"Hai, hai…" Shouhei laughed sheepishly before continuing, "While we were walking around, we saw a girl get pulled into an alley way, but since there was a large crowd of people, I wasn't really sure…do you think it's them?"
"Mm…I guess the only way to find out is to go see for ourselves," Kusanagi sighed and gave a side glance over to the silver-haired girl sitting on the couch. She caught his gaze and nodded before hopping off the couch and went to a table with a map laid out. The young girl took out a couple of red marbles before laying them on the map. She closed her eyes and concentrated. Soon after, the marbles began moving, circling around an area on the map. "Is that where they're at Anna?" the bartender asked, only to receive a silent nod from the girl. "Alright, I'm sending the location of their hideout to you guys right now." With that being said, Kusanagi hung up and looked at the map on his phone before glancing over to the map where the marbles were at. He circled the area on his phone and sent it out to the others who were out.
"So are we going?" Yata got up from the floor and glanced at the older male. Kusanagi only sighed and gave a wry smile.
"Might as well," he answered. Everyone got up and began heading out to the bar. The bartender paused and glanced back to look at the tired redhead on the couch. "You coming Mikoto?"
"…" the redhead only sighed and grunted as he got up from the couch. "Might as well take a walk."
"Oh? How rare for King to come out with us," Totsuka smiled and watched as Mikoto sighed and ran a hand through his fiery red locks.
"I've been cooped up in here anyways," Mikoto grunted and walked out with the silver-haired girl following behind.
Totsuka only chuckled softly as the others left the bar to head over to the location of the gang. It has been awhile since the entire group went out together for a job to check things out. He was almost tempted to bring along his video camera but decided against it since video footage of people burning would not be appealing for the eyes. He shook his head as he quickly left the bar and jogged up to catch up with Mikoto and the others.
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Heels clicked with each step as the blond woman made her way towards her superior's office. Tucked under her arm was a folder that had various labels stamped on top of it. As she reached the office, she knocked on the door a few times and waited.
"Yes?" spoke the voice on the other side.
"It's Awashima," she responded and waited again.
"Come in," the voice said and this time, the woman twisted and turned the doorknob as she entered the room. She made her way over to the desk where a man wearing a similar uniform to hers, sat. He was busy piecing together a puzzle. "What is it that you have for me, Awashima-kun?" he looked up at her.
"Reports came in that a certain gang has been using methods of human trafficking to transport strains," the blond lieutenant opened the folder and briefly skimmed over its contents before looking back at her superior. "What should we do about this case Captain?"
The captain hummed quietly to himself as he glanced up at his lieutenant. Usually gang cases were left to the local police to deal with, but since there was the possibility of strains involved, Scepter 4 was called. The blue-haired haired man sighed softly as he closed his eyes to think things through. He's been cooped up in his office for days so perhaps this situation would do him some good. Although it must seem strange that the captain and leader of Scepter 4 went out with the rest of his team just to investigate a case that may involve strains. Cases like these were easy enough for a smaller group to handle.
"Captain?" Awashima asked again, waiting for his orders.
"Gather up a few members, we're going," the leader finally gave his answer and got up from his seat. The woman straightened up and nodded before turning around and leaving to gather a few officers. Two or three would be just enough for a case as small as this. As he watched his lieutenant leave, the captain looked out the window and chuckled softly to himself. "To think the captain of Scepter 4, Munakata Reisi, would be going out to investigate a case regarding gangs." He humored himself for a few more minutes before finally leaving his office to meet up with the team for departure.
As he arrived, he noticed how his lieutenant had only gathered three members to come with them. A raven haired young man with dark frames, another raven haired man however he did not wear glasses, and a brown haired male; all were young members of Scepter 4. The captain mused to himself as the one with glasses looked particularly annoyed while the other two stood still, awaiting orders.
"Fushimi," Awashima glanced over to the youngest out of the group. The male scowled and crossed his arms.
"Tsk," the male clicked his tongue and sighed. "Why do we have to do something as annoying as this? Isn't it the local police's job to handle things like gangs?" Munakata knew very well that Fushimi Saruhiko, was a lazy teen who would rather sleep than work. Despite his laidback and carefree side, the captain knows that Fushimi was one of the best (so far) there is.
"It seems that we are ready to depart," Munakata finally made his presence known as the three younger males and his lieutenant straightened up and looked at him. "Since this is all taking time away from your paperwork…" a snort came from the youngest member of the team before the captain continued, "let us get straight to work."
"Yes captain!" the two other males, Akiyama Himori and Benzai Yuujirou, saluted.
"Paperwork is a hassle as well…" Fushimi sighed and grumbled as they all boarded the vehicle before it took off to the location of where the rumored gang was hiding.
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Dark, cold, clammy, dizzy, was how Miyuki felt. She stirred silently as she finally began to regain consciousness. Where was she? What happened earlier? She slowly looked around to see where she was. There were many boxes in the room. Was she in a storage closet? As her eyes adjusted to the lighting of the room, she saw cranes and vehicles that transported boxes. Was she in a factory? No, there were no conveyor belts. Miyuki closed her eyes a bit and steadied her breathing. It wouldn't help her if she were to panic right now. She listened carefully and soon the sound of waves was heard. She was close to the harbor…a warehouse?
"Oi, I told you not to bring in unwanted people in here!" suddenly a man's voice echoed in the room. Miyuki heard a fist slam into the wall, causing the rumbling to echo out as well.
"But boss! We saw her talking to HOMRA's vanguard!" it sounded as if the other party member was trying to defend himself. "She must be close to HOMRA so we took her. Sooner or later HOMRA will come and try to rescue her and that's when we take out the Red King!"
HOMRA? Vanguard? Red King? What? What was all of that? Sure she had lived in Shizume City for about a year now, but only once or twice will she actually hear things like this. She vaguely remembered her classmates talking about HOMRA, but she didn't know what that was. When she heard them talk about a "red king," she assumed that they were talking about a video game. One would laugh at her for not knowing these things since this would be her second year in Shizume City, yet she still did not know what HOMRA was or anything about kings.
"You better be right about that hunch," the first voice growled in warning and walked off.
Miyuki furrowed her brow as she twisted her body around to see what was going on. Odd, she could move her hands. She flinched as the dim sunlight from the sunset came through a crack on the ceiling. That was when she realized that she was tied up. Panic finally settled in as she furiously looked around to see if there was an exit. She could attempt to escape, but there were too many possibilities and outcomes that could happen. For example, the most obvious possibility is that she could get spotted and then killed. Her heart began to pound rapidly and her palms began to get clammy. Then, she heard footsteps coming her way.
"Oh? It seems like you're finally awake," her heart sank. Slowly, Miyuki turned her head to see a tall man towering over her with a demented look plastered on his face. Frightened, the girl went to move away from the man, but her arm was caught by him. Forcefully, he jerked her up roughly, causing the panic stricken young adult to wince in pain. "Don't even try to run away, bad things happen to those who disobey." He chuckled as Miyuki trembled.
He dragged Miyuki towards the center of the warehouse as she stumbled along. Her adrenaline was pumping as she looked around the room once more to see if there was a way for her to break free. Suddenly the male shoved her away and she yelped as she landed on her side. Cringing in pain, Miyuki carefully sat up to see what the man was going to do next. She gasped in surprise when his hand took hold of her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"So tell me," he hummed as he bent down to look at her, "what's a pretty thing like you hanging out with HOMRA?" He was talking about HOMRA again.
"I don't know what you're talking about…" Miyuki's voice trembled. The man laughed hysterically after hearing her answer. She flinched. She didn't understand what was so funny. She was being honest! She honestly had no clue what HOMRA is.
"That's cute," he sneered, jerking his chin closer to his face. "You were hanging out with one of them earlier."
Earlier? The girl furrowed her brow and thought for a bit. That cat she was talking to after she left her apartment was HOMRA? No, that wouldn't make any sense since her classmates would mention HOMRA a few times. Surely they didn't mean a cat. Noticing the man's intense stare, Miyuki began to panic a bit. He was expecting an answer and she wasn't giving him one—since she didn't have one to begin with in the first place.
"Listen here cutie, we don't have time to play games," the man snapped, jerking her chin forward again. He grinned to see her flinch in pain. "You were talking to him earlier, now tell us where HOMRA is!"
"I don't know what you're talking about! Honest!" Miyuki cried out. She was on the verge of crying. "I don't know what HOMRA is!"
The man clicked his tongue in annoyance and threw Miyuki down, causing the girl to cry out. She looked up at the man fearfully as he towered over her. He bent down and grabbed the crook of her elbow roughly, jerking her up as he leaned in close to her face. Miyuki gulped as she saw madness in his eyes. She flinched at his breath since it fanned over her face. He began cackling as Miyuki was like a deer in headlights.
"I suggest you don't play games," he whispered, tightening his hold on her arm. "We have other methods of getting you to talk…" Miyuki followed his eyes as his eyes wandered over her body. That was when her panic spiked up completely. She squirmed in hopes to break free from his hold which only made him laugh at her. "I'm sure me and the boys can get you to talk…they like girls with bodies like yours."
Miyuki opened her mouth to scream until a few others came running into the room. They looked almost as panicked as she was. The man that held her clicked his tongue in annoyance. He recognized the fear stricken looks on the other men. They were under attack.
"Gag her up and lock her away," the man ordered, shoving Miyuki to the other men. She was about to scream and cry out for help until she felt something tape over her mouth. She struggled against her captors, but to no avail, they pulled her along and threw her inside a room and locked the door.
Well this was just great. Her breathing finally calmed down a bit as she scooted closer to the door. Maybe if she listened carefully, she would get the names of her kidnappers and if she were to get out of here, alive, she was going to report their asses to the cops. In the midst of her inner rage, Miyuki's stomach growled. Ah! Her dinner! She completely forgot about dinner—why the hell was she thinking about dinner right now when her life was at risk!? She wanted to hammer her head against the door. She knew that when she was knocked out, most likely her bag of groceries were dropped and left forgotten. Ah…her udon dinner tonight was gone…
While the panic-hunger stricken girl wailed inwardly about her dinner, a loud explosion was heard on the other side. This broke Miyuki's train of thought as she wobbled slightly. After the explosion, she heard a stampede of feet running into the room as well as yells and shouts. Ugh, if only there was a small peep hole so she can see what's going on. If she can't see what's going on, then she might as well listen. She carefully pressed her ear against the door and listened.
"To think you guys were the one behind the dealings and human trafficking…" she couldn't make out the voice…someone new? She heard a flurry of footsteps run past the room she was locked in. She debated whether or not to pound against the door to catch the attention of whoever is out there, but decided not to in case the new group was a gang just like the one that took her.
"You…You guys are…" she pressed her ear as close to the door as she possibly can to listen. She was sure this was the man who was threatening her earlier.
"That's right," another voice chimed in. Miyuki furrowed her brow. The person's voice sounded very familiar for some odd reason. "We are HOMRA!"
Ah…so HOMRA was another gang…wait… what? How did she get mixed up with another gang? All she did today was go to school, go to work, then go home to put down her stuff, and head out to buy groceries for dinner! How does all that make her involved with HOMRA? Shouting broke her train of thought as she listened intently. She flinched to hear gunshots being fired and then what sounded like another explosion.
"D-Don't try to th-think of doing anything rash!" the familiar voice of man shouted. Miyuki gasped as the door was jerked open and her arm was grabbed roughly. She flinched at the bright light as the door was wide open, allowing her to see what was happening. Immediately, she began to struggle as the pig dragged her over so that she was the center of attention. "You don't want anything to happen to her do you!?"
"Y-You're—!" she heard the familiar voice again. She looked over to see the same skateboarder who she crashed into today. Her eyes widened. He was part of HOMRA? Suddenly the skateboarder clenched his fists and glared at her captor. "You asshole! Don't drag innocent people into your shit!"
"Innocent?" the man questioned and laughed. He jerked Miyuki closer to him as his arm kept her close to him. "Don't make us laugh! We saw her with you earlier today! You were exchanging information weren't you? She's an ally of yours!"
Miyuki watched at the skateboarder grit his teeth and narrow his eyes. Was that guilt she saw in his eyes? She shook her head and squirmed. If only they hadn't taped her mouth, she would be screaming and yelling by now. Her captor clicked his tongue in annoyance and then, Miyuki stopped. Right beside her neck was a knife. She felt the tears forming on the corners of her eyes.
"You bastard!" the skateboarder was about to lunge until he was pulled back by a blond man with sunglasses. "Kusanagi-san! Let go of me!"
"Yata-chan, stop it," the older male told the teen sternly and gripped his shoulder. "You might hurt her."
Seeing that HOMRA was at a disadvantage with a hostage, the men laughed. Men surrounded the gang with guns in their hands as the man holding Miyuki began laughing hysterically. He jerked the girl around which only caused her screams and cries to be muffled by the tape. Her eyes watched the knife as any wrong move could result the knife to be plunged into her neck. The tears finally began to roll down Miyuki's cheeks as her sobs were muffled. She could see a few of the members of HOMRA watching in pity, concern, anger, or distaste. Her eyes met the eyes of who seemed to be the leader of HOMRA. He could tell that she was pleading him with her eyes to save her.
"What should we do, Mikoto?" the blond, Kusanagi, asked, looking over to the red head. The king of HOMRA watched as the man holding the girl began backing away, knife still in his hand along with the girl. His eyes followed the man as he watched him climb up the stairs and onto a railing as if he were king. The leader said nothing.
"Haha! We did it! We're finally going to put an end to HOMRA!" the man yelled, arrogance was clear in his tone. "We'll kill you off one by one, starting with you, Red King, Suoh Mikoto!"
Miyuki's eyes widened to see the men surrounding the group raise their guns, all pointed to the red head. Her knees felt weak and she felt as if she was ready to collapse. She was starting to feel dizzy. She wanted to scream and tell them to run away, but couldn't because of the tape on her mouth and her wrists bound together by rope. It didn't help that there was a man holding her with a knife to her neck either.
"While you transport strains and drugs, you also take hostages it seems," a deeper voice emerged through the warehouse.
"Tch. Blues…" Miyuki heard the skateboarder snort.
"It's Scepter 4!" one of the thugs cried out. Miyuki could feel the man tightening his hold on her. Her vision was clouded with tears as a whimper and sob was choked out. Through her clouded vision, she could see four people wearing blue step into the room.
"Release the girl or we will use force," the woman in blue ordered. The thugs stiffened up a bit as the man holding Miyuki hostage only laughed. They've got HOMRA surrounded with a hostage and there were only four members of Scepter 4. "Very well then…prepare for battle!"
One by one, the people in blue began drawing their sabers out. Miyuki couldn't hear, but they were all saying some sort of phrase before each person lunged at the gang members. Taking this as a chance to kill the Red King, the man holding Miyuki dropped the knife and in its place was a gun. Immediately, he began firing at the leader of HOMRA while holding Miyuki close as if anything were to happen, the girl would take the hit first. As the bullets were fired, the terrified girl flinched at the closeness and noise. She turned to see if he had really killed the leader and was awed how the bullets were melted by a huge fire that appeared out of nowhere.
"Fushimi, get the girl," the captain of Scepter 4 ordered as he knocked a thug out of the way with ease. The youngest member clicked his tongue and placed his saber back in its sheath before running up the stairs. The man noticed this and panicked, he did the only thing there was left to do. He threw Miyuki over the railing.
Blue-ish, lavender eyes widened in shock as her body was thrown over the railing. Everything felt like it was going in slow motion. She knew it was pointless, but despite her wrists bound together, she tried to reach for the young man in blue as she saw him pause at the stairway.
"Shit!" the teen cursed as he leaned over the railing of the stairs in hopes to catch the girl's hand. Their fingertips grazed each other, but he couldn't catch her hand. His eyes widened for the slightest second to watch her fall.
Miyuki was sure that she was going to die and leave a bloody splatter on the floor, so she shut her eyes and waited for her death. Instead of feeling the impact of the floor, she landed in someone's arms. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see the leader of HOMRA carrying her. Brown eyes met her own as he carefully set her down. Of course, her legs gave out, but she was caught by the blond wearing purple shades.
"Hold on," he spoke gently as he took out a lighter. He watched as the girl tensed up to see the lighter. Not wanting to frighten her anymore, he quickly burnt the ropes off her wrists. "It'll be alright, you're safe now," he tried calming the girl down as he reached over to pull the tape off. She flinched and jerked away a bit when his hands came close to her face, but finally calmed down slightly. Miyuki cried out in pain as the tape was removed, her cheeks tearstained from the crying.
"She's scared," a quiet voice spoke up. Miyuki watched as a young girl no older than ten walk up to her. She held up a red marble and peered through it.
"Of course she's scared Anna, anyone would be," Kusanagi sighed and glanced back down at the trembling girl. "Hey now, we're not going to do anything to you," he soothed. To Miyuki, his Kansai accent calmed her down a bit.
Grunts and yells were heard as the thugs were thrown down to the floor. Miyuki looked up to see a tall man wearing a blue coat walk over to her. Fear came back as she backed away from him. Taking notice that he was intimidating the girl, the man stopped and took a step back. He adjusted his glasses before looking over to the red head. The two stared at each other for a long time, waiting for one to speak up first. For a moment, Miyuki thought that she saw the red head emit a red aura and the man in blue emit a blue aura.
"Suoh Mikoto…" the man in blue spoke up first. "Since this gang was targeting HOMRA, I should be arresting you as you are just as involved…"
"Oi!" the skateboarder growled and was about to step up until a chubbier blond held him back.
"Yata-san, don't!" he warned. The chestnut-haired boy only scoffed and crossed his arms, glaring at the man in blue.
"Is that so…?" Mikoto sighed and placed his hands in his pockets before giving the man a droll look. "Then what are you going to do Munakata?"
Munakata glanced at the pile of knocked out gangsters on the floor before his violet eyes met Miyuki's terrified blue-lavender orbs. She stiffened up at this and the man fought the urge to chuckle. He adjusted his glasses before giving the girl a brief smile which caused her to calm down. He cleared his throat before looking back at Mikoto.
"Since an innocent civilian was caught up in a mess that didn't directly involve you…I will let you off with a warning," said the captain as Mikoto only gave him a small smirk. "Now the only thing that stands in the way…is this young lady associated with you at all?"
"Yata-chan probably bumped into her and the thugs saw, assuming that they knew each other," Kusanagi spoke up before glancing back down at the girl. "In other words, her kidnapping was all due to a misunderstanding."
"Good grief…" Munakata sighed. "Well? Will you be escorting her home or shall Scepter 4 do it?"
"Maybe we ought to let the lady decide?" the chubby blond spoke up. This caused the entire group, including the blue coats, to shift their attention at the girl. When she noticed them looking at her, she fainted.
"…."
"Eh?"
"O-Oi!"
-Chapter End-
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