Part 1: Fushimi/Yata - "He'll never grow to like the world. And he's chronically getting irritated about it."
A hunched figure was perched precariously on the railings of Shizume Bridge, it clearly either possessed no sense of danger or wanted to test the possibilities. In its hand was a glowing object, speckled with red, blue, white and green outlines. The figure blinked. Yawned. Sighed. A sculptured hand appeared and tussled through ebony locks. As the first sign of daylight peaked out from the horizons, the figure looked up. Azure orbs met the dazzling reds of the sunrise. It was time to head off. A sudden sound emerged from the figures lips before it disappeared down the road.
Saruhiko was always the first to arrive at Scepter 4's headquarters. By the time Reisi arrived the younger male had made himself a bed out of unfinished paperwork. Even though it triggered a sigh from the Blue King, he knew the other needed some sleep. Most of the time Reisi would merely tap Saruhiko lightly before leaving without looking back, however today was different. The table Saruhiko occupied was completely clean, spotless. The said person was wide awake and penning down quick notes off a luminescent screen. Although ideal, Reisi knew there was something horribly wrong with this scene. Since the time he'd first encountered the young Saruhiko, Reisi has only seen this bizarre behavior once. Right after Saruhiko received the beating of his life from the Red King himself, Suoh Mikoto.
"Good morning Fushimi-kun," Reisi greeted naturally, only wanting to test the other's reaction.
"…Munakata," Saruhiko replied, fumbling with his pen so that it fell out of his grip.
Receiving a reply at this hour from the passive teen alone was enough for Reisi to ascertain there was a serious problem at hand. There was only one way to settle Saruhiko's strange mood, just like time.
"Congratulations Fushimi-kun. Today, you can take a break," he stated as he walked up to Saruhiko's chair.
Lifeless azure eyes stared up at him, "So…you want to get rid of me too?"
What a way to manipulate words. "No, it appears that you have been over-working yourself for a while. Since the adequate has been completely, please take today to take a well-deserved rest."
Hesitation. Saruhiko pushed out his chair and turned to silently leave.
"Don't push yourself," the Blue King added as he patted the other male's passing shoulder lightly. Let's hope this doesn't blow out to become a huge mess.
As Saruhiko exited the building as stealthily as a cat, Seri happened to spot him. She opened her mouth to demand his reason for leaving but one look at him stopped her. An aura of void seemed to follow the man, tainting the atmosphere around him, leaving Saruhiko empty.
I always liked this quote and I've thought a bit about it but somehow it just doesn't sit well with me. So this was more on the depressing side. There's a 2nd part which I'll put up later.