So, I got inspired to write the second chapter since my guidelines to follow for one of the school requirements is missing and the time allotted for it will be wasted if I don't do anything. Welcome back and Saruhiko and Misaki's situations get worse as the people come together and the news proliferates. Even their relationship gets messier than before. :3
I will also be manipulating and altering family relations. Expect some bridging. I just discovered you can call orange hair as carroty. And Saruhiko has been depicted as a rabbit! *Q* (But it's more socially accepted to use ginger instead…)
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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Saruhiko Fushimi is a pop idol by the name of Fushimi Misaru and he is indeed one of the users of the newly-produced drug Dresden Slate. Unlike most users, he uses it as a depressant and hallucinogen— creating false memories of him and his ever beloved Misaki that he lost seven years ago.
Misaki Yata is a regular street junkie who stands as a petty criminal in the city. He uses the drug Slates as well and he can surely feel the rumored supernatural powers brought along by it. Due to excessive dependence, he ends up being coerced by his dealers to pay for his liabilities.
The two friends meet in such a fateful place and together, they escape from the Misaki's pissed-off dealers. Despite the dangerous tomorrows to come, Saruhiko does not forget to show some loving towards his friend… even though Misaki is a hundred-percent against his actions.
The chase for the run-away lovers becomes much more ominous… both by the dealers and the media men.
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Someday, we'll be on the top of the world and you will be my King…
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"Tadaima~" The leader of Misaki's dealers kick open a big door and then he somewhat sings in a bored manner. Izumo Kusanagi, his right-hand, chuckles at the unnatural actions of his boss— surely tells him that he is already longing for one long sleep.
"Papa!" A young girl runs to him to embrace his waist and then he pats her head, "Anna…" The right-hand chuckles and decides to leave the two alone— until a voice whispers, "I heard what happened to your hunt moments ago. It looks like you failed, Suoh."
The leader named Mikoto Suoh turns to him and then he just faintly grins, "Yeah, the kid got away. I'll just talk to you some other time. We're sleeping…" He then walks hand-in-hand with his daughter and leaves without anything else.
The visitor who speaks just chuckles and pushes up his glasses. Izumo sighs and then he speaks, "This is unexpected, officer. Seeing you here this late."
"I am on break. And I also heard someone helped your boy escaped." The visitor begins to talk with the blonde man who duly answers with a faint smile, "Yep. It is unexpected either. It was Fushimi Misaru, the idol…" He suddenly feels a bit disturbed by the scene he saw earlier, "And they seem to be… pretty close, too."
"Hm. Fushimi Misaru, huh?"
The visitor then gets up and leaves them with a suitcase, "Just tell Suoh I came here with what he wants. About the collections, I guess I have to postpone it for quite some time." Izumo twitches and then he asks, "That's a miracle, Officer Munakata. I never thought you would be—"
"Don't get me wrong, Kusanagi." He then leaves the place, "Fushimi is also a very extravagant client. We can't afford to lose him even if you wanted to dispose him…" Izumo twitches and then he chuckles, "Well, if Mikoto will say so…"
The officer then stops walking as he turns back to Izumo, "You should better desert this place by tomorrow morning. The police is organizing raids… this place is on the list."
"E-EH!?" Izumo gasps and he looks around, "I should pack up then."
In considerable distance, the officer receives a call and then he duly answers, "Reisi Munakata here. You don't have to worry. I have already left the contents with Kusanagi. Suoh? It was our kid Fushimi's fault. I will do that later."
He flips the phone close and then he smirks, "This is starting to get entertaining. I just wish Awashima won't overdo it."
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Rei Haruno —Sakura no Imooto
Chapter 2: Love for Refusal, Despise for Abandonment
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Beep! Beep! Beep!
"…Saru, make it stop…" Misaki cutely murmurs as he struggles to keep himself asleep despite the loud alarm clock. Saruhiko reaches for the alarm yet he keeps on hitting snooze to annoy the orange-head. Without any battles won, Misaki is forced to sleep next to Saruhiko that night since the monkey jammed the guest room doors. And just like what Saruhiko wanted, they have cuddled the night away.
Lying on his side, Saruhiko watches Misaki sleep some more despite the loud sunlight hidden by the drawn curtains. The blue-haired strokes at those carroty locks and then pecks at the guy's forehead— sniffing the scent of sweat in Misaki's head.
Just last night, Misaki has almost died upon seeing Saruhiko's room and all those plushies that resembles him. Completely stopped from destroying the precious wallpaper, the ginger has just gone to bed with the rabbit enjoying the very thought of sleeping in the same bed with Misaki again.
Now, the rabbit is happily sniffing and smothering himself with Misaki's hair.
Pit! Pit-pit! Pit!
Another annoying sound comes to Misaki's ear and the two men glare at the phone with the mutual feeling of hate with the sound it produces. Saruhiko takes the phone and answers the first phone call from Andy, "Andy-san…"
"Fushimi-san! Thank God you're alright! Just last night, the police have seen your car squeezed like tin can by an alley!" The manager goes on and on about the details of the case— Saruhiko remembering last night's terrific almost kiss of death. That's right… those guys might be still after Misaki.
"…? Fushimi-san?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Andy-san. I just remembered that car being jacked last night."
"Oh my goodness. I'm glad the thief didn't hurt you at all." Saruhiko glance as Misaki rolls over again with his pants running low… giving a peek of his dark blue boxers. He licks his upper lip and then he responds to Andy, "No worries. I parked it somewhere and then it got lost." The manager then twitches, "You seem to be uncaring about it, Fushimi-san…"
"Just shut up. Just call me when you really need to…" The monkey glances at the carrot again who snuggles the pillows more. "I'm really busy at the moment." Andy then chuckles before saying, "Okay, Fushimi-san. Good luck on the girl. I'm pretty sure you're with one…"
"Ah, yeah…" Saruhiko stares at Misaki's sleeping-slash-snoring face as he rolls around again, "One pretty girl…"
The phone call ends and then Saruhiko goes back to bed in intention of pecking at Misaki again. However, the other boy gets up to stretch and then inquire for breakfast as he yawns, "Oi, Saru… is breakfast ready?"
"Just for a moment." The guy sits down at the bed while waiting for Misaki to lower his hand. He does so and the rabbit sends another kiss to his sweet ginger. Being sleepy and left without his ability to quickly analyze the stimulus, Misaki lets Saruhiko kiss him some more… even slowly kissing back—
"Fuck, Saruhiko!" Misaki quickly pulls back and then he covers his mouth with the back of his hand, "Holy shit. What are you doing!?" The monkey blinks at him with his expressionless eyes and then he sits back down. For a moment, he stares quietly at the blushing carrot and then Misaki frowns at him, "Oi, Saruhiko…" The pop idol lowers his head and smiles a bit…
"Yeah, I'll make breakfast. Just stay here…" He then maniacally looks at him again, "Mi~ sa~ ki~"
BOMP! Misaki hits his face with a pillow hardly, "Just make the fucking breakfast!"
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"Itadakimasu!" They chorus and then they start eating the special omelet Saruhiko prepared for his kissy-kissy Misaki. The street junkie digs in messily and then stares at the pop idol as he barely touches his food, "Oi, what aren't you eating normally?" Saruhiko then smiles sweetly at the ginger and then he whispers, "It'll probably put me in overdose. The love potion…"
Misaki then spurts the chewed omelet and rice out of his mouth and then the idol frowns at him, "How indecent. Clean after your mess, Misaki." The guy then wheezes out and then he yells at Saruhiko, "You fucking monkey! What do you think you're doing!?" He then blushes as he murmurs to the side with a pout, "(Here I was enjoying the food…)"
"Ah~ Misaki~ liked the food~" The monkey grins maniacally, "My cooking~" Misaki then retorts, "Shut up! I wasn't eating anything for the last few days that's why—!?" They both freeze at the idea… and then Misaki flusters in annoyance, "ARGH! FINE!" He calms down and then he blushes again, "…I liked the food." Saruhiko erases the malice in his smile, "I didn't put anything odd in. I just don't usually eat heavy breakfasts. I just cooked for you, Misaki…"
The other guy twitches and then he whispers as if an innocent child, "F-For me?" The monkey hums in agreement and then Misaki blushes again… eating more in silence. The pop idol then looks around for the clock and then he stares at the untimely breakfast at past 9 in the morning. This day is completely free for the pop idol and then Misaki has a question popping out of his silence, "Ah, yeah, Saruhiko. Why'd you change your name? What was it… Misaru?"
"Ahh…" Saruhiko smirks and then he stares seductively at Misaki again, "It's all written in hiragana. Misaki— Saruhiko. Misa— Saru. Misaru~"
"…Fucking bastard." The man blushes and then he remembers, "Right. Saruhiko, we should leave this place before they get to find us." The rabbit hums and then he smiles, "Relax~ It wouldn't be a problem if ever they do."
"But they are Slate-dealers. The media will make things out of it."
"It'll be alright if I say so." Saruhiko then leans at his chair in a provoking position, "Besides, it sounds to me that Misaki is concerned about my career." The ginger then retorts in a different way, "Of course, I am! You always wanted to be—" He then silences himself and then resorts to tch-ing, "Geez. I just don't like a lot of cameras following us around if ever…"
"Misaru's true self revealed! The existence of a male lover!" The monkey chuckles, "Sounds good…" Misaki then repeatedly slams the table lightly, "That isn't my concern! And why the fuck do you not care of your image!? You're going to be gay guy in the—!?"
Saruhiko chuckles and gets up from his seat. He then goes behind Misaki to hug from— chin to the ginger's shoulder, "That's because I love you, Misaki."
The ginger blushes more and then yells at him after jerking away, "Don't fuck with me!"
DING! DONG! The doorbell rings and then Misaki holds Saruhiko to prevent him from answering right away. He stares at the ginger and then Misaki runs off to hide somewhere and then Saruhiko gets to the door. He opens it and then Misaki shoots his hand to his nose… seeing such a very heavenly girl in a tight uniform with oozing assets, "…Pizza…"
She has this beautiful face, pale blonde hair, and unmistakably… bored facial expression. Her pizza girl uniform looks like a hand-me-down since her breasts are barely fitting inside… as well as her thighs in her skirt. Misaki continues to ogle at her even after Saruhiko speaks with her. The monkey then grins, "Awashima-san, you're delivering things personally?"
"Uh, I guess it can't be helped." She enters and then puts down the pizza at the table… noticing two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks. She then turns to Saruhiko as she crosses her arms before her chest, "What's with the commotion last night? Getting involved with Suoh's group?" The pop idol twitches and then he checks the box of pizza, "Uh. It can't be helped…"
"Do you understand what you just did?" She angrily growls discreetly and then Saruhiko holds his forehead, "Gugh. No time to actually ponder on that."
"We will be after you, Fushimi. Are you really that carefree about things?" The woman he calls Awashima speaks, "Don't take us so lightly." Saruhiko sighs and then he looks at her, "Give me Misaki Yata's bill. I'll pay for it." She then chuckles, "Don't think you can always resolve things with money."
"It works most of the time."
The girl then moves away to get the innocent box lying around at the shoe rack, "Maybe you can pacify the organization. But Suoh's group won't let you off the hook that fast. Especially when you made a mark on their excellent performance." She then swings around to weave a sword made of blue flames and uses it to send a faint shockwave slash to the idol.
Saruhiko then deflects it with another blue flame sword— both staring at each other until the swords vanish seconds after. The lady then grins, "I have also come to personally deliver their group's warning." She straightens and voids her face of emotions again, "I'm surprised you can summon the flames now." Saruhiko sighs and leans on the table with his one arm— using the other to shoo her away. The woman leaves completely and then the monkey falls out of balance… but Misaki is able to catch him.
"Oi, Saruhiko!" The guy calls the man in his arms and then he grins in excitement, "How'd you do that!? The flames!?" The brunet then just flings his head to Misaki's chest. The ginger twitches at the actions and realizes that Saruhiko has fallen unconscious, "Oi! Saruhiko!"
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"Saruhiko! Saruhiko!" A lighter voice of Misaki calls his attention and then he lifts face to see the ginger in front of him, "Are you even listening to me?" The monkey shakes his head and then the guy pouts with a faint blush, "Geez… I said… let's go out sometimes. School's been pestering me for a while now." He then cheers up, flailing his hands up high and splashing some water, "Where do you want to go?"
The dark-haired guy looks around and finds himself in a tub… with his beloved ginger. A faint blush comes to his face as he realizes that they are both naked… soon, having the idea sends a small grin to his face. Misaki then pinches Saruhiko's nose for not listening again, "Saruhiko!" The monkey lifts his annoyed face for getting pinched and then Misaki speaks again, "Where are we going, Saruhiko?"
Saruhiko hums and then he lays back at the rim, thinking about places. There's too much he wants to take his beloved to… however, this is his own dream world and everything here is woven by the Dresden Slate. He can only bitterly grin as the fraud Misaki anticipatively waits for his answer. The monkey then gives up on thinking, "…Where do you want me to take you, Misaki?"
The boy hums and then he looks around… "Let's skip school tomorrow and let's go to the beach!"
Misaki grins his most innocent, "Take me to the beach, Saruhiko! Let's have fun!"
It doesn't matter if everything has to be untrue. He only seeks refuge… for his undying broken love.
The lights suddenly begin to blind Saruhiko as he struggles to open his eyes. It isn't fluorescent or any other house light… it's direct sunlight which makes the guy wonder. As much as he knows, he only passed out after deflecting the attack of that woman named Awashima. He shrugs off the hazy feeling and then tries to get up… only to notice an arm on his chest.
Saruhiko turns his left and then he sees the most beautiful being in his eyes sleeping next to him. Atop a rundown bed in a rundown house, Misaki lies down on his side, an arm under his head and the other one is spread along Saruhiko's chest. The street junkie sleeps like a child… his clear and innocent face dazes the pop idol even more.
Though still weakened by the usage of the drug's 'powers', the bespectacled man lowers the ginger's arm to his waist and he lies on his side to stare more at the sleeping beauty. He is murmuring words Saruhiko cannot even make out… it seems to be a sweet dream since he is smiling slowly. Saruhiko then starts stroking at Misaki's hair… only to notice something funny.
The cardigan he was wearing earlier is now embracing Misaki's body and the unintentionally-lowered zipper exposed his tan chest. Why would he remove his tops and drag his pride down to wear Saruhiko's cardigan? The monkey ponders at the suspicious scenario and then he looks around some more. The place is completely rundown no matter how much the pop idol beautifies his perception at things. Is this Misaki's home?
"…ko… come… closer…"
The monkey twitches as the ginger calls for his name… or what he assumed Misaki did. He does what the ginger asks of him and then Misaki moves his other hand as if moving in his sleep. Saruhiko places the jerking hand to his face and then he sniffs in Misaki's scent from his hand. The sleeper chuckles as if being tickled… soon, Saruhiko moves on to licking Misaki's fingers, "…Stop… that tickles… Saruhiko…"
With that gleeful and playful murmur, Saruhiko leaves the fingers alone and gets nearer to actually nibble at Misaki's jaw and neck. The guy chuckles again and then the monkey cannot help but to start wetting Misaki's face with his licks and wet kisses. Soon, his other hand begins to crawl beneath Misaki's clothes… fingers rubbing against that smooth-skinned chest.
Saruhiko gently shifts the other guy to lie on his back as the monkey mounts on him— soon, kissing the poor guy hungrily. The guy never awakens or kisses back… and it's getting suspicious. There is also this weird tangy taste on his tongue. He ignores it anyway and continues loving the sleeper with his intimate actions and messages of love… only to feel Misaki's hand clasping at his back.
The monkey pulls back a bit to see the ginger's sheepish eyes and that strong blush on his face. The guy then murmurs, "…so hot… I feel like… burning…"
The pop idol then strokes at the guy's hair that starts to get damp by sweat, "Do you want me to take your clothes off?" The sheepish eyes look away and it is the loudest 'yes' Saruhiko can hear from Misaki's body language. But after stripping the ginger's cardigan, Saruhiko then gets attacked by Misaki with a punch and he pins the monkey under him. He then grabs the brunet's collar and he starts yelling, "Fuck you, Saruhiko! Who do you think you are, huh!? You asshole bastard monkey!"
The guy then starts punching him forcefully but the pop idol is able to catch every hit, "How dare you suddenly act like we're THIS close, huh!? You left me alone for fucking seven years! You don't… you don't ask me how I've been…" He stops and starts to cry, "Don't you know how hard it is to live without you…? You're everything I had and… you…"
"Misaki?" The ginger suddenly slumps to the ground… hitting his forehead with the floor beside Saruhiko. The monkey frowns at the weird happenings until Misaki starts complaining about the heat again, "Saru… hiko… so hot… it hurts…" The lover twitches and then he quickly grabs Misaki and makes him sit at his lap— Saruhiko sitting up as well. He then begins looking around as Misaki begins nailing his shoulder in pain…
"Saru… I can't… even…"
"Stop." He presses his kissy-kissy Misaki's head against the side of his neck— the monkey now spotting the open packet of slates along with the sealed ones on the table. He then turns to his beloved, "Misaki, did you… no, how many did you take? You can't just go take one of those!"
"Sorry… I just… couldn't help myself…" Misaki murmurs and then his hands begin to tremble after sliding down Saruhiko's arms, "It hurts. Am I…?" He chokes a bit and then Saruhiko grabs his shoulders to face Misaki, "No, you're not dying. I'll make sure you won't." The ginger then slumps his head again and then he whispers, "…I'm really so helpless without you…"
Saruhiko stares at him and searches his pockets for his cellphones… one should be there somewhere. Finding nothing at his disposal, he makes Misaki lie down and make sure he won't move until he gets back. Saruhiko runs out of the house and then flings his head around to see the streets. He runs off… trying to find a telephone booth until a girl suddenly taps his shoulder. Saruhiko twitches and turns to her… seeing her grinning widely, "Hey! Aren't you Fushimi Misaru? I'm such a huge fan! Can I ask for an autograph?"
"Look, I'm busy. Bother me another time." The pop idol brushes her off harshly and is about to run off until he realizes something. He then walks back to her and titters— releasing charms, "Oh, I'm so sorry— thinking other important stuff. Sure why not? Can I borrow your phone after?"
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End of Chapter 2
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