Chapter 1: Meeting
The weather sucks. It's grey. Everything is grey: the sky, the snow mud, the houses and the people in the streets. Winter imprisons the country since eternity. At least it feels like it for Yata, the vanguard of the Red Clan. The red haired boy sits inside of Kusanagis bar and stares out of the dirty window. He felt bored and empty. Since the Red King, Mikoto Suo, is gone nothing is like it was. The red clansmen still used to hang out in the bar and pick up fights but they do it just out of habit. Their actions don't make sense anymore. This frustrates Yata. He doesn't feel like being part of the clan leads him any further. But where should he go? HOMRA was the first place he could call home. Before that time he had no place to go. At least he wasn't lonely then …
"Damn it. I'm going insane in here. Kusanagi-san, I'm going out for a bit." Yata yells, grabs his skateboard and leaves the bar impetuously.
What should he do now? He could go to the shopping mal harass people, go to the cinema or to the swimming pool. But he doesn't fell like he wants to be around people. So he skates through the cold wintry city without a goal. Suddenly he realizes that he's passing that park he and his former best friend used to hang out. Maybe it wasn't his best idea to go to a place where many good memories were made. After he skated through the park he finds the place where he and Fushimi used to lay in the hot summer sun. He shakes his head to get the memories out of his brain. He doesn't want to admit that this still hurts. Why did Fushimi leave and became this creepy Scepter4 member? Yata feels alone and misunderstood. Sadly he goes to a nearby bench and tries to think about nothing. After a while he heard food steps stopping in front of him.
"Mi~sa~ki! What are you doing here? All alone? Being alone in the park is dangerous for little children." The dark haired boy in front of him says with his familiar condescending attitude.
"Damn you, Saru. You're as old as I am. So, don't call me a child and don't call me by my first name. Leave me alone!" Yata screams angrily. He releases all his pent-up anger on Fushimi. But he has to admit that is was kind of nice to see him here.
"I won't." The dark haired boy says with serious expression and sits on the bench next to him. He wouldn't mess around with Yata anymore, at least not today. He is in such a bad condition and it doesn't bring any satisfaction to tease him now. He decides that it is better to say nothing and wait until Yata speaks voluntarily.
"Why?" Yata sobbed quietly. "Why did you have to leave? Why had Mikoto-san died? Why do all people I care about leave me alone?"
"You knew that Mikoto-san was in a bad state. And for myself, I may have left HOMRA and the Reds but it was never my intend to leave you." Fushimi says earnestly.
"Really?" Yata couldn't believe that. Fushimi did leave. How can he say that he didn't wanted to leave him. That's so implausible.
"I live nearby. I'll show you there something." Fushimi says with a grin.
"You're annoying. What can you show me?"
"Tsk. Are you coming or not?"
-Tbc-
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In the next chapter I will try to write smutty things. So I hope you will read my next chapter, too.