This is more fun to write than the previous chapters. Various scenes were cut to put it here. Onto the aftermath of rest of the characters especially Totsuka and Fushimi. Yes, Totsuka was involved as well.
This is probably the longest chapter I had written for this story.
Thanks for the reviews and support.
Chapter 8: Kings of Dual Colours
It was a brand new day. Birds were heard singing and light was shining through the window of the room as a certain person woke up from his slumber. A person was feeling for his spectacle on the desk beside his bed.
"It's another day filled with emptiness." Fushimi Saruhiko thought to himself with a blank expression.
Three empty months had passed.
Fushimi was walking in the street in daze. Nothing seemed to interest him. Not even the creepy murders of the strains which had been happening in the city that gotten all his colleagues busy caught his interest.
"Why did I have to take care of a dog just because I'm on long leave?" That was a complaint he had against his irresponsible boss with unreasonable excuse that he got tired caring for a dog and claiming he was allergic to the red hair of the puppy, even emphasising the word "red" according to Enomoto who brought the Chihuahua to him.
"I'm also allergic to animal." Fushimi felt like lodging complaint to the manpower authority against his Boss but somehow he was not sneezing when he was near this particular Chihuahua which was scratching his body shaking his head. Fushimi did not find him cute despite his constant attempt to get his attention.
He was walking the puppy when he saw a mother of forties, scolding her two young kids in red hair for messing up the corridor of the apartment. She seemed weary to him. Perhaps due to the burden of having to raise two kids single-handedly with her filthy rich husband going missing somewhere.
"Mum, I want fried rice." The red haired girl, Fushimi recalled her name was Megumi requested.
"I want Oniichan to cook for us, when is he coming home?" The boy Minoru asked. That name sounded more manly than his elder brother's. The young man in glasses scoffed and left the kids who were tugging at their mother's arms fighting for attention.
He passed by a game shop for a moment. That was the game shop he often patronised during the his middle school time. He had given up on his studies since his father had been giving him trouble. He was no longer interested in anything other than hiding himself in the world of gaming.
That was until he, Yata Misaki appeared. Yata was his classmate who he had never noticed. Outgoing and cheerful, he seemed to be the type who made friends easily. That was what he thought. But the truth was Yata Misaki was always fighting with others. He only got to know when he was confiding in him in the toilet one day in the cubicle besides his. He wondered why he allowed him into his world.
"Wow! This is the game I had always wanted to play." His eyes beamed in happiness when Fushimi Saruhiko agreed to lend him a game he just bought. They started to hang out more often and became friends. Since then, all Fushimi had in mind was Yata. As long as Yata was hanging around with him, he was fine. Games were what connected them in the beginning.
"We can do great things together." Yata often said that. Fushimi scratched his HOMRA insignia unconsciously.
The only regret he had was the decision to join HOMRA with Yata. He wished that they had never encountered Suoh Mikoto. Maybe things would stay the same. Maybe they did not know what to do in life but they would always be together. He would not have destroyed his relationship with Misaki. He just could not take the stress being reminded of his childhood trauma by remaining in HOMRA.
"I wish he will have his eyes on me but now he died for HOMRA." No blood no bone no ash of him was found. Just a skateboard Scepter 4 had returned to HOMRA. Fushimi laid on the bench in the park lazily after tying the annoying puppy somewhere and he was surprised when he knocked his head on someone who was having his afternoon nap there.
"YOU!" Fushimi stood up and saw a red head staring at him in disinterest. He must have heard him talking to himself.
"Oh! Now you're crying for spilled milk?" The man was seen biting on a stick. Suoh stared at the Chihuahua which was tied on the light pole beside where they were sitting. It was staring at him intently sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail. Suoh dug out a black beanie from his last job and decided that it would fit the Chihuahua.
"HELLO! What do you think you're doing?" Fushimi snarled at Suoh who held the Chihuahua right on his face. Come to think of it, that Chihuahua's eyes was hazel in colour. He decided that he wanted to lodge a complaint to manpower authority against his Boss for psychological abuse after all.
"Eh? I thought you like that." Suoh looked at the flustered Fushimi with disinterest as he put the puppy down. He seemed to have recalled something.
"Do you have a cigarette?" He asked suddenly.
"NO! I'm a law biding officer of Scepter 4, Suoh Makoto." Fushimi grunted at the fact that he was still underage. Twin brother or not, he was still hateful. He was obviously making fun of him.
"Eh? You still remembered you are an officer of Scepter 4?" Suou spit the stick he was biting in replacement for his cigarette. It was not like he wanted to poke his nose on it. He was concerned when he saw him this depressed. Fushimi had lost his goal in life since that day.
Fushimi sighed and sat back on the bench.
"I'm still surprised that you have not joined HOMRA? With your ability, they're more than happy to have you."
"HOMRA are not hungry for people with ability." Suoh defended. He finally heard his true impression for his former Clan.
"But I'm hungry. Can we go now, Suoh." A girl with heterochromia eyes colour popped put from the bush. Suou was reminded how he was stuck with her requested by the other Silver Clansman who decided to search for the other companion he did not know of. Their King was currently out of commission. Initially, they thought going on a journey with searching for a German man with silvery long hair in mind but was advised by the Red King not to as he was still inside him, Isana Yashiro.
As for now, they would act what would deem right until their King woke up from his slumber.
He had lost the connection with the Dresden Slate now being hijacked by the JUNGLE now, his soul was trapped in a recessive mode and the real Isana Yashiro was up and about now staying with his mother.
"Neko woman?" Fushimi eyed these two who were bickering suspiciously. So now he should assume he was with the Silver Clan.
Fushimi found himself laughing in tears all the sudden. He did not know why. He really missed how he fought with Misaki. Neko noticed it and stopped arguing with Suoh.
"Are you okay? Don't be scared by this idiot. He's not scary at all." Neko pointed at the red haired man who looked away. Why must he even put up with Isana Yashiro and his Clansman? Just because he owed him his life Or was it because of what he said, he was extremely concerned for the Colourless King he had never even met?
"Worst case scenario. the Green King will force the Dresden Slate to pick a new Colourless King. Especially after the little exchange the King who came from the future had with him, the Green will definitely do that. The power of the Colourless King is unknown. All they knew was, he could affect all the kings. JUNGLE feared him since he sided with the Silver King. The consequence will be dire. The future will be affected with the change in history. Especially he came from a future way different from theirs. He will disappear." Suoh somehow did not feel good hearing that. Now the Colourless King had gone missing so Yatogami Kuroh was looking for him worrying that his senior had made his move.
"Ignore me." Fushimi just walked off ignoring them. Placing both his hands in the pocket, all he had in mind was still Misaki as he stared up to the sky in a daze. He frowned when he saw the puppy who somehow managed to broke free and followed him wagging his tail. He clicked his tongue in annoyance. It was said that Chihuahua could be fiercely loyal to their guardian.
"He's really afraid of you." Neko glared at Suoh who did not know what was going on angrily. Neko just knew the annoying megane's (annoying man in glasses) fear towards the former Red King.
"Shut up, b..." He stopped upon realizing he was being vulgar. He waved his hands and left her. He needed to report to work. He was aware Fushimi just wanted to be hated. That was all.
"Over here!" A male in his thirties waved his rolled up notebook.
"Sorry for the sudden notice, Isana-kun." He said to the slim young man with straight blonde hair in thick red framed glasses. He was in red long trench coat with a scarf around his neck.
"It's okay. My schedule happened to be free afternoon. An hour or two before my next filming is fine." The young man gave the stressed up male a heartwarming smile. The elder male eased up at his smile. It was rare for a young actor like him to be so modest and willing to help even as a stand-in. If only the main DJ was not this willful and did his job.
A man with messy red hair carrying a bunch of bento passed him by. They brushed each other shoulder without realising. The man in red hair briefly glanced at the slim young man with blonde hair when he thought he met someone familiar.
"Good evening, this is Isana Tara, the DJ for FM Neko Radio for this evening. Today, I shall continue with the radio drama "The Super Animal Legend"" The blonde haired young man, Totsuka Tatara put on his headphone and spoke into the microphone.
It was three months after his meeting with the new Green King who had betrayed his Master and seized his Sword of Damocles for his own purpose.
During the tug of war with the Green King, that King was bestowed each another Sword of Damocles and Totsuka knew because he gained the control of the Slate by accident before being overwhelmed by him who eventually managed to escape due to Totsuka's inexperience in battles.
"MISAKI!" He could hear his screaming from a distance away. Grabbing the mask of USAGI he had taken from the caravan of Scepter 4 where he informed the elder officer with scar across his face about the happenings inside and putting it on, he activated his Colourless aura and saved a young Scepter 4 officer and a little girl in red Lolita dress from the blast of an explosion.
Totsuka looked at to the burning area and turned to the two survivors.
"Anna and Saru-kun…" He recognized them. Turning back to the burning ground, he knew Yata was in there. He was too late to help them but knowing the future, he had more important things on hand to deal with.
"Where is the Silver King, Saru-kun?" Totsuka tried his best to control his emotion asking him with a voice of authority. The little girl in red dress was unconscious leaving the young man to pull himself together. He was still at a loss.
"Top floor…" He barely voiced out.
"Get out of here. This place won't hold for long." He ordered. Totsuka felt weird to become someone with power to protect his friends when usually he was the one to be protected. Fushimi seemed to be obedient remembering the order from his boss and retreated slowly with Anna.
That was when he met him, the new Green King, Mishakuji Yukari in physical person, not a hologram to bail Douhan out at the top floor after stopping Munakata from going berserk with his unstable Sword of Damocles up in the air. Totsuka's eyes widened in horror. That was not in his memory of the future. He was not supposed to be the Green King.
"The Dresden Slate is in a state of disorder, don't be surprised if the future you ended up is very different from ours. I'll take care of the 6th King while I leave you to seek your happiness in that place." He said while he woke him up as the Colourless King.
"I'm expecting you, the Colourless King. You really showed up." Yukari stood above a huge boulder which used to be one of the pillars. The building would not hold up if this kept up. The Kings introduced themselves as a sign of respect.
"Why are you doing this?" Totsuka demanded to the man with purple long hair.
"My King is unable to fulfill his wish and I'm just trying to help him." Mishakuji Yukari pulled out his sword preparing to fight him. Since he was unable to take over the Silver and the Blue King's sword, he would start with him, the weakest King.
"Heh? It had been a while since I heard people calling me weak." Totsuka activated a shield around him blocking his incoming strikes. Yukari was impressed by his ability to defend. It was best to check out his real ability since the Colourless King had always been a wild card. The first one, his Master had the ability to predict the future; the second one had the ability to take over others' body.
"Pacification…" The Colourless King smiled beneath his mask. It was similar to his true ability as a Red Clansman but he could use it on the Colourless Clansman now or more.
Yukari stared at him in horror as he found himself becoming weak. The Colourless King was syncing his Colourless aura with his weakening it. They were from the same clans despite generations differences. Yukari mocked him for disrespect to his late Master as the new Colourless King.
"Disrespect, you say when you killed your own King?" That did not taunt Totsuka. He could feel anger burning within him. His King locked his powers away knowing what he could do if his true ability was activated.
"Can't we just get there by opening a hole in the floor?"
"King, Kusanagi-san told you not to do anything crazy, right? If we're going to dig a hole, let's make one in this person first." Memories of the past was evoked.
Totsuka's eyes glowed in red. He would make a hole out of him. Yukari sensing incoming malice activated his green aura and attacked in speed. Totsuka's barrier remained intact.
"You're just a coward hiding inside a shell." Yukari tried to provoke him to only feel weaker as his green aura was in disarray leaking out at an alarming rate. As a new King that was just born, his power was still unstable.
"What did you do?" Yukari asked in horror as he stared into the cold but stern eyes behind the mask of USAGI. He felt fear within him. The Colourless King was surprising dangerous. He had no choice but to retreat before he lost control of the Slate he just stolen. However, Totsuka seemed to have caught on this that he had locked his aura on the control of the Slate as well. The image of the Slate which appeared below their feet was breaking.
The young man sighed as he knew he had the responsibility to face the boss of the Purple Clan as he also obtained the second of the Sword of Damocles which was standing side-by-side with his Colourless Sword of Damocles by accident. With the Silver King's mind locked away, he had the highest authority over the rest of the Kings and the rights to Nanakamodo building which he was operating out of it since the Slate was not reacting to him anymore.
As a reminder, he dyed his hair gold.
Suoh Mikoto found himself smoking outside the radio station. He couldn't take his mind of a certain blonde who passed him by when he was making his delivery.
"He's Isana Tara, Sasaki-san's stand in. Sasaki is skipping work again so Captain had asked him for help." The receptionist shared with Suoh who somehow clicked with her enough that she even gave him a cigarette as tip.
Three months ago
Yukari managed to escape in the end. He had arrived at an abandoned mansion to meet a certain group of people.
"Well, I'm impressed that you managed to track us down here, the Green King. What do you want from us?" A weary male in his forties looked up to him. Behind him was the whole group of people staring at him warily.
"Your assistance, of course. The slate had told me about you, the group of former clansman from the previous Kings not accepted by the new Kings. I'm here to make a proposal. Yukari unsheathed his sword.
Two of the figures in shadow appeared side by side waiting to defend their leader.
"I know both of you. The twins with different hair colours from the former Scepter 4. You're of no match for even my Clansman. For my people can take the "old married couple" who defeated both of you down. In fact one of them was killed to deal the other endless pain. Isn't that the lost wonderful outcome? Join me and we shall seek vengeance against the current Kings who can't accept you."
"You want us to join the JUNGLE?"
"No, but a newly formed ROSE." A new sword of Damocles which resembled a purple rose appeared in the sky."
He also had the control over the Dresden Slate. Together, they would rebuild a world which would not reject them.
Fushimi was walking in the street in daze. The crowd did not bother him at all. He was in his lost small world where he was left alone. It was only a certain blonde woman walked past him, he finally woke up. The Chihuahua was licking his shoe much to his annoyance. Turning his head up he saw his target of vengeance.
"Hirasaka Douhan." He gritted his teeth in seething anger being reminded of Yata's last moment. She appeared to be hugging on another blonde male's arms. They were having a date. They were wearing a knitted hat and a pair red framed spectacle.
"Get lost." A voice was heard when Fushimi wanted to close in. There was a photoshoot going on. Fushimi who had cut off from the society for three months, noticed that that woman had became an actress. She was also "ninja" in his eyes. He decided he would make his move later.
The man in blonde stole a glance of Fushimi and his Chihuahua with a black beanie over its head and smiled.
Fushimi felt the air tensing up while walking in an alley while following her. He sensed a number of familiar aura emitted by the hateful former members of Scepter 4 he met during HOMRA days when he finally lost her in a corner.
He tilted his head and clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Just show yourself, won't you, Minato Akito, Minato Hayato?" Fushimi yelled. The twins' with hair of two different colours, Minato Akito and Minato Hayato he fought a few years ago appeared before him.
"We'll just hope that you'll come along obediently with us, traitor of HOMRA." Minato Akito extended his hand. Fushimi wondered who on earth would go anywhere with someone not even a friend and especially they were his and Misaki's enemies. He was unable to react when he felt a sudden prick on his neck. Fushimi felt himself falling to the cold ground. His vision was becoming blurry.
"Hirasaka Douhan?" Fushimi wondered staring up at the third person who attacked him while on the verge of losing his consciousness.
"Told you to talk to him nicely." Akito said to his brother who arrived with another person in ninja outfit. He knocked out Fushimi as soon as he was ordered.
"Let's don't waste time. He'll definitely not come with us. King will be angry if we failed." Hayato retorted. That was why they got their shorter companion to do it.
"Misaki…" Fushimi mumbled. The ninja the Chihuahua was barking fiercely at seemed to have reacted.
It was okay right. He had lost his reason to fight back if Misaki was no longer around and he allowed darkness to claim him.
It was a rainy day. There were crowd surrounding an area where a murder occurred. A man was brutally killed with his limbs amputated. A card with a Bloody Rabbit was found held by a broken limb.
Suoh Mikoto never felt so disgusted before at this sight.
"How gruesome this sight can be." He commented to a person beside him holding up an umbrella.
"Do you think so? I think this is a work of art." The man beside him replied. The sound of the rain muffled their conversation.
"Aren't you cold-hearted?" Suoh scoffed.
"Maybe you're right." The other man replied before walking away in another direction opposite the scene where the investigation was going on. He held up his umbrella revealing his blonde hair. He just finished a photoshoot with a former Green Clansman.
"Seemed that he had made his move. I have to hurry." Totsuka Tatara realised he was trying to frame him for the series of gruesome murders using the name of "Bloody rabbit".
Why a Chihuahua? Any fan who read Memories of Red would understand and how Eric Solt was associated with the breed. It was just random that I thought of it and gave it to Saru. Who else but him could have kept a Chihuahua? He wouldn't have got one so I got his "super nice" boss to adopt.
I hope it isn't too far fetched to have Kings having two colours since the Clansman can just that they would become more dangerous.
