Disclaimer: K doesn't belong to me as you all know. If it does then there'll be no K.

Chapter 1

A barren land.

'This dream again.' Yata thought as he craned his neck left and right.

Everywhere Yata looked, all he saw was a barren, dry land. He didn't know how he got there nor how long he's been there but he knows that he hadn't taken even one single step away from where he's standing since he came into that place. He had been having this same and repeating dream five months after Suoh Mikoto left. He would just stand there and do nothing but crane his neck left and right.

"What is this place?" Yata finally decided to ask eventhough he knows that no one will answer him.

Realizing that he won't get any answers by just standing there, Yata decided to look and search around the place. As soon as he took a step, heat emanated from the ground. The heat was so intense that it would have caused a normal person to fall on the ground and scream in pain but not Yata. The heat didn't bother him for he was a vassal and vanguard for the late Red King.

Yata continued to look around but as seconds pass, cracks appeared on the ground where familiar flames emerged causing the temperature to spike up. Only this kind of heat bothered Yata. He started to sweat buckets and his skin flushed. The heat was already too intense even for him but he felt happy for he knows that the flames causing the heat were the late Red King's flame, Suoh Mikoto's flame. His Red King and the only king for him. He felt he belonged here in this place.


Yata walked, walked, walked and lost track of how long he's been walking but it didn't matter to him anymore as he saw a silhouette from afar. He have always admired that strong back. He ran and ran and ran feverishly towards him. Towards his king.

"Mikoto-san..."

"Mikoto-san is here!"

Yata ran faster and when he reached the silhouette, he didn't know what to feel. He wanted to cry whether it is because of happiness or loneliness, he didn't know.

His king wasn't there. All that there was is Suoh Mikoto's flame forming a silhouette of him. Yata took one step closer and the flames went wild then started to change form. What appeared before him was a familiar bird made of flames. Yata knows that firebird very well. After all, it was the only way he used his aura.

Yata wanted to cry. He wanted to... so he did. He missed his king. He missed his friend. He missed both of them. Why did they have to leave?

With uncontrollable tears rolling down his cheeks, Yata took one step closer to the bird. Suddenly, black washed the place. Everything around him was painted black except for the bird before him and the stone tablet with mysterious patterns that formed beneath him out of nowhere. The firebird then grew in size and the flames changed form once more. What now stood before him was a large crow with three legs made of flames.

A Yatagarasu.

The crow opened its beak as if it was trying to speak but all Yata heard was a loud ringing in his ears. "What are you saying?" Yata asked with a strained face as he cupped his left ear trying to block out the ringing but it only grew louder. Yata felt his knees grow weak but he kept himself standing and then the ringing suddenly stopped. He looked up crow with a still strained face and the crow opened its beak once more. Yata expected the ringing to resume but what he heard was a rough yet gentle masculine voice

"King."

"-ta Misaki!"

Someone was calling his name.

"Yata Misaki!"

The place started to shake and the black world started to crumble into what seemed like broken pieces of glass.

Yata opened his eyes.


"Yata Misaki!"

Yata's eyes snapped opened. Yatogami Kuroh was standing before him with his hand on his shoulder. Yata looked around and everything came back to him. He's at the Mihashira Tower with the Black Dog to rescue Anna.

"Is there something wrong?" Kuroh asked after removing his hand on Yata's shoulder.

"...No. Everything's fine." Yata answered while looking down at his hands. He can still feel the heat prickling his skin. Yata grinned and clenched his hands. He can still feel Suoh Mikoto's flame inside him. "Let's go!" He announced with a clear determined tone.

Kuroh nodded and the two took steps forward making the large japanese style door to automatically slide open. As soon as the door parted, Yata bolted forward leaving the Black Dog behind.

"Anna!"


*'him' - referred to, of course, Suoh Mikoto.

*'he' - referred to Totsuka Tatara

Should I continue this? Lol. I only wrote it out of a whim so I don't know whether to continue it or not. Anyway,

Sorry for the lack of appropriate words, grammatical and typographical errors.

Thanks for reading!