Chapter One: Do you remember?

"Mikoto, don't you want to tell her?"

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"No."

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"I know that she loves you. It's not her fault that she has to leave and you know it. She may have not told us but we both know she's got a complicated life like ours. Are you really going to let her go without letting her know?"

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"Yep"

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No

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"Oh Mikoto... Such a stubborn person."

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Eight Years Later

"Ah what a nice night. It's been a while since we actually relaxed." Izumo was wiping his precious set of glass cups and putting them away at the bar while watching the fellow Homra members play a silent yet serious game of cards. Anna sat at the bar along with Tatara.

"Yeah. But I feel like it's been too quiet. Somethings bound to happen sooner or later." Tatara looked back at the guys with his usual warm smile. Anna stayed quiet eating her strawberry cake, not really interested in the game despite Mikoto playing. She could just tell by looking at them what they were going to play.

"You know Izumo I've always wondered, has the king ever found someone that interest him?" Izumo chuckled as he heard this, putting the last cup away.

"Well let's just say it was a like a love story from a movie." Tatara raised his eye brows at this and got interested, so did Anna. Izumo smiled as he wiped down the counter, remembering the sweet girl Mikoto loved so much.

"Was she pretty?" Izumo sighed and closed his eyes, trying not to cry from all those memories. Even to him he loved her a lot like a sister.

"Yes. very. She wasn't skinny though, she's got that western look." Tatara took out his notebook and pencil, getting ready to ask more questions.

"Was she warm like Mikoto?" Anna asked this with an innocent face, truly curious. Izumo stood there blank for a second before sighing and leaned against the bar.

"Yes. She was warmer than Mikoto. A pretty girl with a warm soul and heart but..." Izumo stopped. Mikoto looked at him with a death glare that said "Shut the fuck up" and Izumo did so.

"Ah~~ That will have to wait another day!" Tatara and Anna let out whines and begged him to continue but Mikoto kept on glaring at him, making him shrink little by little.

"Quiet! Our king is not happy that we-" Izumo was interrupted by what sounded like gun shots, making everyone silent. Mikoto was the first one to get up, everyone following suit.

"You three stay." Izumo nodded and lit a cigarette. Everyone else followed the king out the door to investigate.

They spread out in pairs, looking for any sign of trouble. Mikoto and Yata were together and were the only ones that saw something that caught both their eyes.

It was her

On the street was three police cars and two men struggling, tying not to get arrested. Their on the ground was a gun that one of the police officers picked up and put in his belt.

"You wrench! You know what you could've done by shooting it aimlessly like that?" Mikoto let out a sigh and walked in the opposite direction.

Just a stupid cop.

"Let's go Misaki." Misaki nodded and followed Mikoto on his skate board. They walked back to HOMRA without much to see. When they entered the bar everyone else came back.

"Just a bunch of dumb cops." Everyone tsked in annoyance and went back to their game. Soon everything was quiet and serious again. Tatara and Anna started their own game of goldfish.

Ring! Ring!

The bell on the front door rang, meaning it was a customer or someone who wanted to join the group. But it was neither.

"Wel-" Izumo fell quiet when he saw the new comer. He dropped the glass that was supposed to be filled with soda and looked at Mikoto who simply ignored the whole thing, way into the game.

The mysterious person walked closer and closer, until she was visible by everyone. Izumo hid behind the bar so that she wouldn't be able to see him.

"Excuse me but is Yata Misaki here?" The ridiculously pretty woman asked Tatara who pointed at the far table, but those guys were still way to into the game.

"Hey Misaki! Someone wants to see you!" Misaki didn't even look up from his hand looking annoyed.

"Tell them to wait!" The woman chuckled and faced the table.

"Even if it's your sister?" Misaki froze and finally looked up from his cards. When he did he saw the one person that he kept in his heart forever. His sister. Yata Rin. He dropped his cards and went around the table going to his sister. He was a bit taller than her and didn't look like her at all but they were the same flesh and blood. Yata stared at her for the longest time with red, teary eyes.

"You've grown. A lot." Sora chuckled and took his hands in hers, feeling the tears. Tatara took out his camera and started to film the sweet moment. Misaki finally hugged his beloved sister.

"I-I thought they would never let you come back."Misaki let her tears fall and so did Rin. Eight years she missed the sight of seeing her baby brother grow up and he missed his sisters love. After what seemed like for ever they finally pulled away.

"Ah this is my sister." He moved as aide and let his fellow clansmen see his sister. They all waved in awe and Rin waved back.

"Hi my name is Yata Rin and I am Misakis' older sister. Thank you for taking care of him while I was away." She did a full ninety degree bow making everyone stand and get her back up.

It didn't take more then ten minutes for everyone to take a liking to Rin. She was nice, funny and very good looking. She knew that they were and who they were, just not so specifically...

"Hey where's Izumo?" Tatara pointed behind the bar, making Izumo slowly get up with a sheepish smile.

"Ah I must have blacked out from the you know... hehe... ah." He scratched his head and sighed. He looked up at the celling before making eye contact with Rin. She looked at him with a weak, small smile, not even bothering to hold back the tears that she held in for so long. Izumo sighed once again and walked out behind the bar over to where she was sitting. He pulled over a chair next to hers and looked at her.

She hasn't changed much

"How's it goin baby girl?" She let out a short sob which lead to a big hug from Izumo. She let out a few silent sobs and he held her tight.

"Please don't cry, the king will hear you. He will hear you." He pulled away and held her by the shoulders. She wiped away her tears with her hands like a little girl.

"I think it's best for you to go home with Misaki." She nodded, got up and said her goodbyes.

"Hey how do you know Izumo?" Rin took a deep breath and linked arms with Misaki before going out the door.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you tomorrow." and with that they left Homra. Before Izumo got attacked with countless questions he went up to the kings room. He saw him quietly slip away from the scene when Rin and Misaki were exchanging a sweet brother and sister moment. Izumo knew that he was angry, hurt, and happy at the same time. But knowing him he wasn't to good with his emotions so of course he would avoid such things.

He got to the kings room and knocked on the door but heard no answer. So he opened the door.

"Mikoto." He entered and saw the red head sitting on his couch with picture sprawled on the cushions. For the second time he saw Mikoto looking sad and depressed.

Hurt

Izumo walked over and saw that the pictures were taken from a polaroid and each of them had the same person on them. Mikoto and Rin. They weren't a couple but Izumo knew well that they both liked each other. A lot.

"Was that really her?" Mikoto took a picture of him and her laying on the grass both softly smiling. He quickly grabbed another one that had him and her standing under a red umbrella laughing about something in the rain.

He was going crazy

The amount of love he had for her was unimaginable. Those two years of his life with her were the best years of his life and then one day she left. Mikoto didn't know what to do after that, he became lost for a while. When he did get back on track he built HOMRA, but never again did he bother with women. Yeah so sometimes he would play around here and there but he was still a broken hearted teen. And know one knew.

"Yeah." Mikoto carefully put the pictures back and put the box on the coffee table in front of him.

"So. Are you going to tell her this time?" Mikoto closed her his eyes and laid his head back.

"...Yes."