You know feeling that you really wanted to write about a pair but you don't have a good storyline? I know that feeling… that's why I keep on scratching until I get one! Welcome to Shattering Stars, a Saruhiko Fushimi x Misaki Yata fic. I just got the idea since Mamoru Miyano (CV of Saru-chan) is such a star. I have also read about the real reason of Saru's 'betrayal'… so…
I can't help but to love Saruhiko! But to think of what his name means… and as well as Misaki's. Misaki to Saru… The Blooming Beauty and the Monkey. X'D Somewhat like the Beauty and the Beast, neh? They're both bishies so… I don't think we have problems about the Beauty part…
Disclaimer: I don't own K Project (in reality is K but I like it more with the 'Project'). References used are not from other authors.
Warnings: Yaoi, strong language and sexual innuendos. Some violence is also inevitable… judging from what Saru is. Strongly OOC! Seriously AU!
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Summary: Taking a different path after primary school, their paths cross yet again in a much dangerous pinch. With Misaki threatened to get executed and Saruhiko's stardom on the line, will they be able to reconcile the gap that has grown between them… to survive this dangerous world together?
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Someday, we'll be on the top of the world and you will be my King…
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"It has been discovered by the operatives that this new kind of prohibited drugs have been affecting—"
The sound of espresso maker echoes around the whole room and all the man can do is to sigh at the status of the society. There is a new prohibited drug that has been proliferating in black markets and which has greatly attracted the teenagers of the city. It is said to be pretty deceiving one's senses and offers a more vigorous feeling rather than merely blissful. Ambitious teenagers speak of having powers yet no one in their right mind has seen those supernatural effects to the addicts.
Trading has been evident lately and now the police are on high alert when it comes to those drugs. Most crimes have been associated with the need and use of those drugs… which the addicts refer to as the 'Slate'. A boxlike-shaped capsule that puts people into a state of grandeur… in which they believe to have harnessed elemental powers most likely pyrokinesis.
"Yeah, right, pyrokinesis…" The man drinking his newly-brewed coffee, "The morning news has nothing else but that 'Slate' thing. I wonder if they tend to see something else other than that."
His phone then starts to ring and he hovers towards the couch where his phone is loitering at. He picks up the phone and then he answer, "Moshi, moshi. Why do you have to call me so early?"
"I have what you wanted. Where can we meet?"
"Err, I'm a bit busy today. Just put it in my drop box like a regular letter. No one goes opening other people's mails."
"Are you sure? The police have been sniffing a lot lately—"
"Just give me a damn pizza." The man growls at the phone and ends the call. He hisses and throws the phone back to the couch… drinking more of his morning coffee. He places the cup down at the center table and then he grabs the remote to find something good to watch.
"Okay, kids! What do you want to be when you grow up?" A local morning children show lingers on his TV and he can only stare at it for quite some time. The question the teacher has just thrown to her audience triggers a tragic memory… of someone who could have been long gone and out of his sight forever. He then turns off the TV and walks back into his room with his phone at hand.
He dials a number and then he waits for it to pick up, "Hey, Andy-san. Can you cancel everything for me today? Yep, you heard me right. That's all. I'm not feeling well. Goodbye."
"But Fushimi-san—!" The man ends the call before the recipient can even respond to him. He then switches off his phone and throws it at the bed as well. He then looks around his wallpaper-decorated room… filled with photos of someone very dear. It has been seven years after they have parted ways and the man can only grow bitter and infuriated about it.
In anger, he then grabs a drawer and pulls it open… showing an almost empty bottle. He pops open the cap and then he takes one from the bottle. The man stares at the piece of 'Slate' in his hand and he whispers, "…I prefer depressants more but this works in the same way…"
He then gazes at that newspaper nearby— gently glaring at the destructive headline… 'Pop Idol Fushimi Misaru, Slate User?'
The pop idol then empties the bottle by taking in all the remaining pieces before jumping back to his bed to sleep… "…Misaki…"
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Rei Haruno —Sakura no Imooto
Chapter 1: Fortunate Fated Meeting
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In such a dark warehouse, multiple violent sounds are heard as a gang beats up one young man. The young man stays unmoving at the floor as three of the gang freely kicks him around. The victim can only groan in pain… his extremities trembling in desperation to move. The boss who has been polluting the air with his cigarette then murmurs, "Oi, don't kill him…"
"Yes, chief!" The gang members heed their leader and then the one who has been standing beside the leader goes to the man… only to lift his bruised face by grabbing his orange hair, "Oi, so… when are you going to pay?"
"…" The poor boy cannot even answer so the other man hums for an answer on the boy's behalf, "How about at the end of this day? Yes, that would be great. So, Chief, can he have all day?"
"Fine by me. We'll just liquidate everything we can find in your dumpsite if you went missing… and it's not our fault if you do…"
"…" The boy breathes difficulty and then the man holding him dumps him at the floor, "See you tonight." The leader leaves first then followed by his people. After more than an hour, the boy uses his few accumulated strength to get up. He hisses at his bruises and then he wipes off the blood on his mouth. He then grabs his hoodie and beanie hat from the dirty floor.
"Those assholes… if only I can burn them with my…" He then groans loudly as his chest pounds in every beat— causing pang along his entirety. The young man stands up and weakly walks out of the warehouse… into the streets. He used to roam that place with discreet examination whom to rob. He steals, snatches and pickpockets from innocent people for money.
Money to buy 'Slates'.
The Dresden Slate, or much popular as 'Slates', is a newly-conceived prohibited drug that contains a strong chemical that sends strong stimulus to one's brain. It affects the emotional and mental state of an individual… deceiving the mind into harnessing an imaginary power such as pyrokinesis. But to others… it is also a good depressant and hallucinogen.
The man continues to walk around the busy streets… and soon, finding posters of such a well-known young man. The vegetable-turned hoodlum stares at the pop idol's face for a moment… "Geez, he has gone so far. Tch, he's probably looking down at me right now. That monkey…"
And then he passes by some newspaper stands in which he quickly notices the headlines. Aside from the proliferation of the Slates, there is also one main social topic the papers are greatly concerned with. The man reads about the article quickly and then he just leaves before the vendor asks him to buy the paper… and then recognize him as the infamous street criminal.
"That monkey… he… he uses Slates, too?" The young man the stops and smirks as he runs off with a plan, "Heheh, I don't care if you look down on me some more, Saruhiko. I'm just going to do whatever I want…"
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"Ahahaha! There's no way, you're going to catch me!" A pretty boy rides his skateboard and moves away from another handsome young man, "Wait… Mi… Misaki! I… I can't run… that… that fast…" The timid-looking boy stops running and pants heavily as he starts catching his breath. He grasps at his knees and then the boy he calls Misaki comes back to circle around him slowly with the board, "Oi, Saruhiko… come on…"
"Wait… just…" The bespectacled man then jumps at the boy with the skateboard and they fall off to the ground. Misaki then growls as he consoles his sore head, "Baka-Saru! What do you think you're doing?"
"I caught you, Mi~ sa~ ki~…"
"—!" The other boy blushes bright pink as the bespectacled one chuckles as he trespasses Misaki's personal space— the skater boy protesting, "O-Oi! You cheated! That's cheating, Saruhiko!"
"All is fair in love and war, my Misaki. You should know that…"
Misaki blushes some more as he shuts up in accordance to their little wager. Saruhiko's spectacles reflects light as he smirks deviously, "I should think of other ways to catch you some other time, Misaki~" He then licks his upper lip and then he grows much closer to his carrot for he's a bunny, "But before that… I should take my reward…"
"…I hate you, Saru…" Misaki closes his eyes and then Saruhiko pins him at the ground for a hot kiss.
"—mi-san!" Saruhiko suddenly awaken from a loud call from his door. He sits up and watches the door move from some serious knocking, "Fushimi-san!" The pop idol frowns at the person calling and then he turns to his side where the empty bottle of Slates is. He quickly gets up to hide it and then he preps himself up before opening the door, "Yeah, I heard you!"
He has slept in his bathrobe since he just finished showering before drinking his coffee. And to think about it, he hasn't left the cup at the dishwasher. Saruhiko quickly changes… since he feels bothered by his disheveled hair and robe. There's something sticky in his legs, too.
He opens the door with a crack and then he sees his effeminate manager, "Andy-san, what are you doing here?"
"Fushimi-san, you know you can't miss your interview today." The brunette smiles at him as if forcing him to just go to work and attend the goddamn interview. Saruhiko sighs and then he closes the door, "Fine. I'll go…"
"Thank you very much, Fushimi-san! I'll just wait for you downstairs." Andy yells from the other side of the door. Saruhiko sighs and scratches his head in annoyance, "I can't even sleep in peace."
After he finished changing… his invisible ears perk and then he jumps back at his bed to snuggle a plushie that resembles Misaki, "Misaki~! I'm just going out for a moment, okay~?" He then stops to childishly kiss the plushie with his legs swinging back and forth.
"…? F-Fushimi-san?"
"…! Get out!"
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Late night falls over the city and Saruhiko is just on his way home. Aside from the interview, his supposed cancelled guestings to other shows have been put back into play. He could have killed Andy for that… but he later realizes that it's his life— the life he chose to live. He can only sigh at it and then just focus on driving home…
"I wish my pizza is already home when I get there." His cute and maniacal cat grin shows on his face as he daydreams about his ever beloved Misaki again, "Ah~! When I get home, I'll be back with my Misaki~ my kissy-kissy Misaki—!"
In the middle of his dirty thoughts, someone just appeared before his car while he is in that alley. He has hit on his brakes on time… making the car's bumper inches away from the mystery man's knees. The idol then glares and then honks at the person. The mysterious man then pulls out a bat from underneath his hoodie… only to swiftly circle around the car as if he is wearing roller blades.
Saruhiko twitches and then the man suddenly hits the back window of his car. The monkey suddenly rages and then he is about to get out when the mysterious boy skates again towards the windshield and breaks it as well. Saruhiko shields himself with his arms and then he smirks maliciously, "That's it!" He suddenly steps on the gas to speed up— attempting to hit the junkie.
But the man suddenly hops to get on top of the hood and then he swings his bat to hit the idol's glasses, "Stop the fucking car!"
Saruhiko hits on the brakes and despite the sudden stop, the man only hops off his skateboard to let it slide off alone. Still crouching on the hood, the junkie smirks and then he speaks, "Yo, Saruhiko. Remember me?"
The monkey freezes in his seat… only to suddenly grab the junkie's waist and pulls him down to his lap, "MISAKI!"
"Oh, shit!" Misaki suddenly grabs the top side of the broken windshield in attempt to pull himself away from Saruhiko, "OI! OI! OI! Lemme go!" The junkie struggles to get freed especially in a very dangerous situation of having most of his body inside the car, "Oi, Saruhiko! Fuck you, let go!" Misaki kicks around but all he hits is the upholstered seat since the monkey is between his legs and is currently licking-slash-kissing his tummy.
The orange-head then takes a deep breath and then drops down to where Saruhiko wants him to be. With bended knees, he sits at the other guy's lap but his shirt is caught on Saruhiko's head. With a bright blush, he hits the monkey's head with the bat repeatedly. Saruhiko can only murmur 'ouw' beneath the shirt and then Misaki finally takes it off his head himself and presses the bat against the other guy's nose, "You're still a pervert, aren't you?"
"You didn't know how much I missed you…" Saruhiko smirks, "Mi~ sa~ ki~"
"Fucking shut up." Misaki hisses and then presses the bat harder against the monkey's face, "Listen, motherfucker. I'm holding you up. Give me all your money or—" Saruhiko hits the horn with his hands behind Misaki which startles the junkie. The monkey then flips him to the passenger seat and gets above him, "I'd prefer the backseat but I don't think I can—"
"You're fucking insane!" Misaki pushes him off with his hands on the blue-haired man's face. Saruhiko grabs Misaki's wrists and pins his arms at the side of his head. The monkey then quickly pecks at Misaki's lips for a hungry kiss. Misaki blushes madly as he starts struggling stronger— Saruhiko enjoying the other guy's movements.
However, Misaki is not only struggling because Saruhiko's raping him already.
Tock. Tock. Tock. Something heavy and solid knocks on the side window which has finally caught Saruhiko's attention. With a glare, he turns to the window where a blonde man with purple specs is… waving hi with a friendly smile and a gun. The 'friendly neighbor' then aims at the monkey's head to shoot him dead. But Saruhiko is able to hit the gas with a foot which makes the guy miss and the car speed up… towards where the other gang members are. The other members scram as the car almost run them down but the leader stomps at the hood since it somewhat stops before him. The monkey then presses the brakes to make the car retreat— receiving another shot from the blonde man and from the rest of the members.
"Oi, Saru—!" Misaki tries to get up but Saruhiko holds him down with one hand as he starts driving with one foot and one hand at the steering wheel. The car keeps on backing up until another car comes from the side to clash with the broken car.
Misaki then pulls himself away as Saruhiko grabs the gearshift to avoid the car. The monkey sits as how drivers should and then Misaki grabs the seat belt, "Why aren't you wearing seat belt, you monkey?"
"I took it off before pulling you down." Saruhiko answers in a serious voice as he continues backing off swiftly to avoid the car chasing them. He then glances at Misaki and he suddenly presses the gas to go head on with the other car driven by another gang member. Misaki lets go of the seat belt… only to suddenly open the door seconds before impact. The two men jump off the car— the pop idol sacrificing his Porsche for the great escape.
The clash creates a loud explosion and the people nearby immediately go to see what happened. The gang members quickly run off as the leader walks away with his right-hand just before the crowd thickens. The leader then blows off some smoke from his mouth, "That was the singer, wasn't he?"
"Fushimi Misaru, was it? Yes, it is indeed him." The blonde man completely hides his gun underneath his vest and then he flicks his hair, "What do you want to do to him?" The leader hums in a bored manner and then he answers, "I'll tell you after I get my sleep, Izumo."
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Kablam. Misaki and Saruhiko crash at the floor as soon as they enter the house without anyone noticing them. The two huff in fatigue and then Misaki bursts out laughing, "That was great! Acting like movie stars and shit." Saruhiko straightens and sits at the floor and then squeezing his arm which has been gashed by a bullet. Misaki then notices his childhood friend bleeding and then he said, "Saruhiko, you're—"
"Just some cleaning and bandages, I'll be alright." He answers as fatigue and giddiness conquers him. And even though Misaki hates it, he assists Saruhiko towards the bathroom where the medkit and a faucet and soap are.
Moments later, Misaki is already bandaging the arm and then he murmurs, "Those guys. They'll probably be looking for you…"
"I know. They are Slate dealers, right?"
"—! How'd you know?" Misaki twitches and then he frowns as he remembers the headlines on every paper, "Yeah, right. You're probably ordering from them, too." Saruhiko chuckles and then he strokes at Misaki's hair with his free hand, "There are a lot of dealers out there, Mi~ sa~ ki~" The orange-head blushes at the touch and then he suddenly pulls on the bandage to make Saruhiko cry in pain.
"Anyway, it wouldn't be long before they find your place. You should get out of here." Misaki murmurs as he finishes dressing the wound. Saruhiko makes a small smile and then the orange-head stares at him… only to suddenly witness the monkey wiggle in embarrassment and excitement, "It's been a while since my kissy-kissy Misaki patched me up~! Ah~! This feeling!"
"A—" Misaki blushes madly in annoyance, "AHOU! Who are you calling kissy-kissy?!"
"MISAKI!" Saruhiko jumps on him again and then Misaki starts struggling again, "Oi, Saruhiko! Let go of me! You're supposed to be a monkey not a fucking rabbit!" The monkey twitches and then pushes Misaki again to the floor since they are just sitting down at it earlier. The orange-head twitches as well with a strong blush and then Saruhiko chuckles maniacally, "Right, a monkey, you say…"
His hand then slides down from Misaki's chest to his crotch, "I should be feeding on bananas…"
Misaki blushes some more and then he just turns away, "…T-Those guys earlier…" Saruhiko eyes at Misaki's red face for a moment as he speaks, "They are supposed to kill me. I can say… Saruhiko saved me so… for now—" He then suddenly growls in embarrassment at the monkey's face, "JUST FOR NOW!" He then looks away again, "I'll… I'll let you." Misaki then glares at him again and speaks with utter contained anger, "Just this one time."
Saruhiko contentedly smiles and pecks at his beloved twice. Misaki just closes his eyes and waits for things to be over. "…I better stick with you again, Misaki. So I can always save your ass." He then gets nearer, "But no, not from me…"
Misaki blushes madly and shoots his gold eyes open… only to punch Saruhiko with his all, "That's it! I'm changing my mind! Get off of me, you perverted homo rascal! I'm totally going to kill you!"
"My, my. Hit me more, Mi~ sa~ ki~!"
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End of Chapter 1
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Thanks for reading! Please review! Oh yeah, I just made up the kissy-kissy word… it's better than 'kissable'. Sorry for turning Misaki into a swearing god.