Author's Note: New Story. I don't own K (K Project) but I do own my own OC's. This is the introduction and later chapters will alternate between point of views. Just to make sure there aren't any confusion. Hikaru is mentioned as a male because everyone truly believes that. Hikaru will continue to be mentioned as a male until the secret is out.
PS: Be warned that the rating may become rated M as the story progresses.
Introduction
3rd POV
It was a day like any other for the Red King and his Clansmen. He walked the streets with his friends as they kept getting stares from the civilians. But that was just the way things were when every person in the city believed that they were thugs, vigilantes and nothing more. Most looks that were sent there way was disgust and fear. Mikoto would only ignore them as he silently listened to the guys banter. They laughed at their jokes and messed around. It brought him a sense of ease but there was something missing. He just couldn't figure it out.
Anna watched her King with curious eyes. She knew that he was feeling as though there was something missing. She knew when that spot would be filled but remained silent. She would not say anything for fear it would change the outcome of the future she say. She wanted to see the true smile of her King.
Mikoto's eyes fell on a figure up ahead of his group. This boy seemed small and fragile, hidden underneath a hat and a hood on top his head. His face was shadowed, hands in his pockets. He walked as if he were exhausted. Mikoto couldn't help but watch the figure as it keep walking right for him. The boy didn't seem to be paying any attention as he stumbled to walk passed the Red King. He muttered a soft 'sorry' before disappearing in an alleyway. Mikoto stopped, eyes following the figure until it disappeared at the corner.
"Something wrong, King?" Tatara asked his King with curiosity.
He smirked slightly, "The kid stole my wallet." The boys all looked at each with questions in their minds. Why would someone steal their King's wallet? Did they have a deathwish?
"I saw we go beat the kid up and teach him a lesson!" Yata said, ready to take action.
Mikoto held up his arm, "Go back to HOMRA. I'll be back in a bit. Don't wait up." The boys looked in confusion and awe as their King walked towards the last place the boy had been seen. That kid was dead.
"Well, you heard our King," Kusanagi motioned everyone present to start walking back toward the bar.
It didn't take long for Mikoto to find the kid. He had only walked through the maze of the alleyway a little ways away. His getaway needed some work. Mikoto quietly walked towards the small boy. He was as tall as Yata but smaller framed. It didn't take a genius to also notice the wear and tear of the kids clothes and coming to the conclusion that the boy was homeless. It was hard to know how old he was from his back.
"I'd like my wallet back," Mikoto spoke after being merely two feet away from the boy. He watched the kid stiffen and slowly turn his body around. He guessed that the kid hadn't noticed him before. He heard the boy's stomach growl in obvious hunger. He watched the boy as he held his hand out with the wallet. Mikoto slowly took his wallet back and continued to watch the boy.
The boy glanced up, sensing the look the Red King was giving him. It wasn't like he wanted to go around stealing people's wallets or stealing at all. But he was just so very hungry and exhausted as a result. He needed food and fast.
"Hm," Mikoto hummed as he looked into the purple eyes of the boy in front of him. The boy's face was emotionlessly looking up at him but he could see that this boy had had his fair share of suffering. He let out a sigh and rubbed the back of his head. "Alright. Come on, kid." He watched the boy's head tilt in confusion, "You're hungry, right? I know where you can get free food." The boy looked hesitant. "I won't hurt you." The Red King turned to walk back towards the bar and looked back, "You coming or what? It's your choice." The boy's stomach growled again, a light pink ting on his cheeks. He nodded his head and walked forward to follow the redhead.
Mikoto walked into the HOMRA bar with his new stray right behind him. What was with him and bringing boys from the streets? But this kid was different. He didn't know how but he felt that this boy was something special.
"King, is this a new member?" Tatara questioned his King as he approached the poor kid who was now getting looks from most of the regular members of the Red Clan. Yata, Rukio, Dewa, Chitose, Kosuke and Eric were the boys other than Tatara to be present at the moment. They were sizing the kid all thought that the kid reminded them of a mouse. They couldn't understand why their King brought him there. Was he going to be a fellow clansmen? But the boy stood still as stone in the entrance way.
Anna walked towards the boy and grabbed his hand, tugging him to follow her. She told him to see on the stool next to their King who had silently walked to the bar and sat himself down without an explanation.
The blond bartender rubbed his head, "How many more stays are you going to bring in here, Mikoto?" Their leader shrugged his shoulders. The blond was about the add but heard the boy's stomach growl. The kid looked down. "I see. You're hungry. I'll bring you something. This will cost you, Mikoto. Honestly." The bartender shook his head as he walked away to prepare something for the kid to it.
Mikoto took out a cigarette a lid it with his flames of his fingers, "What's your name, kid?" The other members remained quiet at the exchange. They were curious of the new comer. And wondered why the King kept his eyes on the kid. He took a drag of his cigarette and let the smoke out. "Don't you talk?" His eyes narrowed as thought about it. He clearly remembered the kid saying 'sorry' when he bumped into him, didn't he?
"I…" the boy spoke in a hush tone. The others had to strain to hear boy's voice was raspy as if there wasn't much time he had used his voice.
Kusanagi came at that moment and placed a plate of rice balls in front of the boy, "Here you are. Eat up." Then as if he noticed the tension in the room he asked, "What's going on?"
"King is trying to get the kid to talk," Tatara explained.
"Oh?" The blond let out and looked at the kid, "Can't he talk."
"Not well it seems," Tatara said with a frown. He felt kinda bad for the kid. He had instantly understood why Mikoto had brought him in. It was obvious the kid was malnourished.
"Hikaru," Anna chipped in from where she sat on the booth. She was watching the boy with her red marble. "We should call him Hikaru?" They watched at the kid slowly turned to look at the little princess of the Red Clan. To their surprise, a smile came to the little girl's lips. "I've been waiting a long time to meet you." The boy's head tilted in confusion.
"What did you see, Anna?" Mikoto asked the little girl he had grown quite fond of.
She shook her head, "I can't tell, yet. But Hikaru didn't really have a name so I gave... him one." The boy had grabbed one of the rice balls and started to eat it. "It's okay to talk. We won't hurt you." Anna felt that Hikaru would respond better to her at the moment. She knew it would take him time to get comfortable with the others. But she also knew that Hikaru planned an important role in the Red Clan. She needed to get him to speak first. She already felt very close to Hikaru because of the times she would dream of him. She didn't have to push herself to be kind and smile up at him.
After swallowing his bite the boy spoke, "...Okay…" His voice still seemed very forced and hoarse.
"Man, how long have you not been talking for?" Yata questioned the kid as he ate pretty fast and finished.
The boy turned his body fully so that he was facing the boys in the room and leaned his back to the bar. He brought out his hands up and began counting on his fingers. He tilted his head and then placed his fingers up showing a five.
"You haven't talked in five years?" Tatara said with a frown. The poor kid. Everyone now had so many question in their heads. Hikaru nodded his head.
"Why not?" Yata questioned the smaller boy.
The boy looked down, "..I-it's easier.. To keep quiet.." He struggled over his words. He looked at their King, "Thank… You…" Their leader nodded in response. "I… have to...go.." The boy stood up and started off to the door.
"Hey, kid," Mikoto called out. The boy stopped just before his hand reached the door. The boy turned his head and stared at him with his purple eyes. "Whenever you are hungry. Drop by." Slight astonishment reached the boy's eyes before he nodded and left through the door.
"Are you really just going to let him walk away. Mr. Mikoto?" Yata questioned.
"Yeah, the kid didn't look to good," Chitose added.
"I'm worried about him. He obviously went through a lot. I wish I could help him somehow," Tatara said with a sad look which was so unusual for him.
"Hikaru will be back," Anna informed them. She could tell already that Hikaru had an impact on them all. Now, they had to have an impact on Hikaru.