I wasn't supposed to start a new story right now. But I've been with this in my mind for a while and my addiction for AkaKuro is just too unsettling to let it aside. I needed to write this.
But still. I'll give it a try. This story is based on the very famous tragedy: Oedipus the King.
Obviously I'm not following the whole story on it. Just the main plot and some other things, but I will have to change it a bit to adjust to what I want and to give it the right aura.
The main couples: AkaKuro, AoMomo (I surprisingly like it very much), KasaKi (It will probably be the one which will appear the least, though), and if there are other (Like I intend on putting MidoTaka), I'll put here in advance.
AU, Rating M for later on chapters (which means explicitly explicit raw sex), heavy incest, cussing, adult themes, mutilation, etc, etc.
I also would like to know your opinion, should I continue or not, since this is just the prologue.
The characters and the basis of the plot does not belong to me as sad as that is.
Enjoy~!
"Dad?" called a little boy with bright yellow hair, standing beside the doorframe, only his head appearing.
"Hm? Ah! Son, what are you still doing awake?" the boy's father said, standing up from a chair, revealing his tall and slender forms along with a very handsome smiling face.
"Maybe you'll tell me a story?" the boy said with a glint of high expectation in his lively eyes, his hyper personality making the older think if even a story could settle his son to sleep.
He chuckled at his son's cuteness. They were very much alike, after all.
"Well, yes, no problems!" he answered with a dazzling smile and bright humour.
The little child almost took him down to the floor at the affirmative, dragging his dad to his room by the wrist. The older laughed a bit at the eagerness of the smaller.
"Kise, you idiot! Where are you going?" said a male who just entered the previous occupied room. Kise turned his head around just to answer while sending a kiss:
"Just going to tell a story, Kasamatsu-senpai!" and then he trailed after his son.
Kasamatsu just shook his head.
"I can even imagine which story he's going to tell."
Already inside his sheets, the boy asked anxiously:
"Which one will you tell me?"
Kise stared out the window, a distant look as he seemed to flow back to the past.
"I'm going to tell you a real story." He then looked back to his son and gave a ghost of a smile as he watched him curiously. " The story of close friends of mine. About destiny."
The younger's eyes were as wide as plates.
Kise sighed and then began to tell the story even he himself wouldn't believe hadn't him seen everything with his own eyes.
I would like to thank in advance everyone who read this. And who will give me their support and/or oppinion, or not.
