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Chapter: 1 Memories
"Come on," A blonde man whined as he drew closer, "We just wanna have a little fun."
"Ditch the shrimp and come hang with us" Another added.
Mirai grabbed the boy's hand and flicked it off her shoulder scoffing, "No thanks, I'd prefer anything over muscle heads like you anyday."
She gave a wide grin that made the blonde snap, "I'll teach you to bite your tongue, woman!" he cocked his fist back and sent it into her stomach.
The light violet haired girl kneeled; holding her stomach in pain."Why you!" She spat and gave a round house kick in his face; a pleasant crunch erupted from underneath her shoe as she him flying into the nearest wall.
"O-Oi" The other boy stuttered and stepped back before receiving a punch across his face.
"You'll regret you ever laid your hands on a girl, you bastards!" The brunette yelled as he slammed the third guy into the floor.
It was three against two; originally it had been three against one, but Mirai couldn't help but pass up such a beautiful fight. She knew very well that the boy by her side was especially capable of handling everything on his own; after all, he was infamous for becoming involved in countless fights. With him by her side, she was a rebel who loved to fight.
"You. Girly." The teen wrinkled his nose at her," I could've handled this by myself, but you just had to stick your nose in my business."
"Well, it looked like you needed a hand boy." She smirked and twisted the jock's arm back as his screams filled their ears.
"Tch, what fight were you watching?" The brunette stomped his foot onto the face of his opponent.
Mirai looked over the shoulder of her said partner and caught the third sneaking behind the boy with a bat raised in the air; preparing to smash it down upon him. She reached out her arm and yelled, "Misaki, watch out!"
Delayed, Misaki turned around with the bat rushing towards him with full speed, but before the bat made impact, something unthinkable happened. The baseball player was punched from the side; his bat falling with a loud clank beside him onto the cement ground.
The dynamic duo stood dumfounded as the boy collapsed unconscious and faced their savior; seeing as it was neither of the two. A tall, lanky teenage boy around their age stood before them. "Geez, I leave for a moment only to find out that you've gotten yourself into trouble again, Misaki." He had blue eyes that hid behind square rimmed glasses and dark, blue messy hair that stuck out in some places.
"Saru!" The boy growled; jumping up and punching the other in the arm, "It wasn't my fault this time! They started it"
"And you've manage to drag a girl into this mess, huh?" Saruhiko sighed, "Hm. That's so not like you Misaki; having a girl fight your battles." The boy teased.
"Wait! I didn't do anything she just jumped in because she wanted to!" The shorter boy defended himself with flushed cheeks.
"Well, if I didn't your face would be smothered all over the floor by now." The brunette smiled crossing her arms over her chest.
"Why you!" He growled back in response.
"Are you going to hit me?" The girl put on her best innocent face and the male blushed in response. Mirai and Saruhiko both covered and stifled their laughter; shaking violently from Misaki's reaction.
"The names Tsubaki Mirai." The girl smiled saluting the boys with two fingers.
"I'm Fushimi Saruhiko." The taller male chuckled.
"Yata Misaki." the other pouted.
Days after, the three of them were always fooling around together, getting into fights, or just hanging out.
They never left each other's side.
It was like they were all joined by the hip.
They were inseparable.
One day after school
Saru and Mirai were sitting outside their usual hangout after school; sharing their iPod while watching Misaki stress over how he couldn't get pass this one level on his gaming console as usual.
"Urgh! Damn it!" The brunette's eyebrows furrowed together, "Why can't I pass it!" The brunette yelled with frustration.
Mirai leaned over Saru to get a better view of the screen and simply pointed out, "It's because you jump too early, stupid."
"Geez, Misaki you suck." The raven haired boy yawned as he added.
"Shut up monkey!" he mumbled before restarting the level, "I don't wanna to be hearing that from you either, girly!"
Mirai gently took the bottle from her armrest and drank the orange soda that it contained. Misaki, agitated from losing yet another time snatched the bottle from her hands; taking a giant sip before throwing it out nowhere in particular.
"Oh no!" The lilac eyed girl spoke sarcastically," Thanks Misaki, I wasn't drinking that!"
The bottle flew towards a walking group of men. One in particular caught it with ease before it could reach his face. He looked at the bottle before downing the remaining contents before letting it fall to the floor where it melted into the pavement. Another one of the men stepped forward and proposed, "Why don't you kids come with us? We'll give you a place where you can blow off some steam." The three best friends looked at each other with uncertainty.
Sure enough, they accepted the offer and found out that these weren't any normal punks on the street but a gang named HOMRA. Misaki and Saruhiko accepted the so called 'king's power' but Mirai didn't feel a need to. No matter how much Misaki whined to her about it.
Mikoto, the Red King.
The red-headed, lazy, young looking man shook hands with Misaki first; red flames engulfing his whole arm as it traveling up to his torso. Saruhiko and Mirai looked on worriedly; their anxiety only increasing when one of the members stated that the gift would either accept you or destroy you.
The violet haired girl dug her nails into the other boys arm as they both watched in suspense. The flames circled a spot on the upper left part of Misaki's chest and then dispersed leaving the insignia of HOMRA. The young boy then jumped; admiring the mark and his acceptance as a new, official member of HOMRA. "Look! Look! Mirai! Saruhiko!" He pointed at the symbol with a wide grin,"I'm in! I'm now officially a member!"
Fushimi and Tsubaki let out a sigh of relief that their best friend came out unharmed. "Now Saru! It's your turn!" The brunette bounced up and down in excitement. The taller male stood up and walked over to the kin; holding out his hand engulfed in flames for Fushimi to take. The raven haired boy hesitated, but he grasped the hand and just like Misaki the flames took in his arm and traveled up to his torso but they looked more vicious and stronger as they at licked him. Yata and Mirai watched nervously as they watched his face contort into pain.
"Saru…" Yata mumbled worried as both he and Mirai clung to each other. Through the entire ritual Saruhiko's eyes never left his two greatest friends and then the flames dispersed; leaving the insignia of HOMRA in the exact same spot as Misaki's.
"Wow," Izumo exhaled smoke as he flicked the end of his cigarette bud, "Both in the same spot huh? That's a first."
"This is love." Tatara smiled from under his blanket next to Izumo.
"Huh?" The blonde looked back at him from behind his glasses.
"This is love, ya." He chuckled again with the blanket over his dirty blonde hair.
Kittycloud: haii this is a new story as you can see and im working on it with dear friend and partner Midenigufutsu koyote, Can we give her a round of applause for coming up with most of this wonderful story.
Midenigufutsu koyote: Hi we hope you enjoy the fic
Kittycloud: we also had some help from a beta so big thanks to her Okay! well you heard her and like every other story don't forget to REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!
