A/N: Wooooooh! Two chapters in one day whaaaat?!
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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THIS AMAZING SHOW OR ITS CHARACTERS. *Sobs*
Chapter 11: Tick Tock Tick Tock
Liz pulled her jacket tighter around herself as they walked back to where they had set up Tatara, Anna and Kusanagi to look over things. Her feet dragged in the snow, the fallen dust soaking her feet. Alaura stood next to her, hands shoved into her pant pockets as they walked in silence.
Mikoto planned on dying? He knew the risks of killing a King and he still was going to carry through with it. Maybe that was a King thing, where you thought you had to save all of your people no matter the risk.
She knew that wouldn't happen, if Alaura had figured out a way to do something she would do whatever she asked. For Yata, for Anna, for all of Homra...
For Alaura.
The older girl hadn't come out and said it yet but Liz knew by the way she looked at the red headed man who was said to be the most violent tempered. Their pasts before Master Ichigen weren't amazing…so they valued every connection they made with someone.
Liz blinked against the light breeze as she thought of where she had been before her family…
(begin flashback)
''Hurry up and fucking clean! Good gods what's the point of having a nothing like you for a daughter?!" An oversized man spat, roughly backhanding a small child and sending her thin form into a wall.
CRACK!
Tears filled dead blue eyes, falling down her cheeks one at a time as she picked herself up from the floor.
''I'm sorry Father.'' She whispered.
The man glowered down at her before shoving past her, sending her to her knees and making pain explode on her weak bones.
''I want this place spotless when I get back, do you fucking hear me? No good for nothin'…'' The man slammed the door shut with a loud thud, making the huge house shake the same way her bones did.
The small child picked herself up again, wincing at the pain in her head and knees. She dusted off her once clean dress, readjusting the cardigan and smoothing down her hair.
She passed a mirror and didn't dare look in to it.
Her father was one of the biggest gang leaders in Japan, wealthy with plenty of jewels, drugs, and women. She was often forgotten about, the service remembering to pack her things and help her when they would suddenly move again.
Except they hadn't followed her this time: they had all quit after so many years of fear.
They were in a small village in the country side, where her father was trying to shake down a man named Miwa Ichigen for his large estate by the mountain side.
The girl gently wiped away at her cheeks and started, pulling her hand away to see it was wet.
''I'm crying,'' she whispered into the empty house. ''Does it count if I'm the only one who sees it?"
''I think so, but then those tears are just for you.''
The girl jumped, twirling around to see another girl in front of her. She was holding the hand of a small boy who was giggling happily and smiled shyly up at her.
''How did you get in here?" She asked shakenly, stepping back and holding her hands out before her. ''Please, leave, if my-if my father comes back he'll kill you two!"
The girl cocked her head to the side and looked around the open space before whistling. ''This place is big like I was told…but it lacks that warmth back at home, right Jacob?"
The boy named Jacob giggled and nodded. ''Uh huh Big sis! Can we go now? We got her!"
Got her?
The girl shook and moved her head back and forth. ''Please, please don't hurt me!"
A sudden laugh me her ears, and she jumped back at the loud sound. Startled she looked up to see the girl walking towards her.
I can't move, I can't do anything but watch as I die right here!
A hand wrapped around hers, and startled she looked up to see the brown haired girl smiling softly at her.
''Your father beats you.'' She stated, moving her hand to her forehead and wiping away at it. She pulled her fingers away to expose the blood that had dribbled down her scalp. ''He doesn't love you.''
''That-that's not true! My father loves me!" She argued, lower lip trembling as she spoke the foul lie that tasted like acid on her tongue.
"No he doesn't!'' The little boy named Jacob shouted, his lower lip stuck out as he pointed at the bruises on her legs. ''Big sister says people who love each other protect each other! You never stop trying to save them!''
The blue eyed girl clutched her hands to her chest and shook her head furiously. ''No! no that's not true! I just mess up sometimes!"
The girl referred to as Big Sister brushed aside the hair that had fallen into her face and smiled kindly at her. ''We came to offer you a home, you can live with us! We're loud and you'll have to study hard but if you come-we'll protect you, show you how to protect yourself.''
Azure gems widened. ''Protect myself…?''
The girl's chocolate eyes sparkled. ''Yup! Stand tall, look life head on, and own it. What do you say? Do you want to?''
''You don't even know my name, I don't even know your name.'' She argued pitifully, already attracted to the sound of being able to protect herself.
"Oh! Well that's easy, my name is Alaura and this is Jacob.'' Alaura smiled toothily.
Blue eyes blinked as she hesitantly returned the smile, the feeling foreign on her face. ''My…my name is Lizenne.''
"Lizenne? Huh…do you mind if I call you Liz?" Alaura asked, the wide smiled never dropping. Lizenne had to admit it was weird to see people so happy.
''Liz?" She echoed, trying it out. No one had given her a nickname before…''Uh huh…that's okay.''
The little boy tugged on his sister's hand and frowned. ''Sis, we gotta go!''
Alaura blinked before nodding and patting his head. ''I know I know, we're going!'' She turned her head to look at Liz. ''Do you need to get clothes?"
Liz looked down at her clothes, the pristine white that had been tarnished by dirt and blood. All of her clothes had stains like these…No, she didn't have to take anything from this place.
A small hand held hers, the warmth seeping into her cold skin and making her raise her head.
"I know you're scared…I know you've been alone, all by yourself in this dark and lonely place. '' The girl's smile softened as her eyes closed. ''I promise you never have to be alone again. You're part of our family now, I'll protect you.''
Tears filled her eyes and she wiped away at them, feeling her shoulders shake as Alaura and Jacob pulled her along and away from the house her father had made her feel like trash in.
After that the rest was history-Liz grew up to become strong and speak what she thought. She learned how to fight to protect herself, to protect the family that had welcomed her in without hesitation.
Her father never came looking for her and never called in her missing person claim, since Alaura and Jacob had kind of kidnapped her. He died in the village four months later from one of his lackeys who was tired of his shit. Liz thought Alaura had something to do with it, since the lackey had used the gun they stolen from her father's safe a few days after they met.
She didn't cry, she just watched as Alaura and Kuroh set the house she used to live in on fire for her.
''It was never your home,'' they said. ''We're your home.''
(end flash back)
''Do you remember…the first time we met? With Jacob in it?" Liz asked softly.
Alaura cocked her head to the side and closed her eyes, smiling as the memory easily came to the surface. ''Yeah, I do. Why do you bring it up?"
Liz chewed on her cheek. ''That day you promised to protect me, I started crying. No one had ever said that to me-not even my own parents. But there you and Jacob were just kids and claiming you could protect me with no problem.''
Alaura chuckled and looked up at the clear night sky. ''He loved you so much you know, even though he didn't act like it all the time.''
The blue eyed girl laughed at that. It was true, Jacob was a love bug but he was also a moody little love bug. A firecracker who burned bright and made everyone laugh. The kid would start balling the moment he saw someone cry.
Damn, she missed him so fucking much.
''I don't think I ever told you thank you, for dragging me from that place.'' Liz whispered. ''If I did I can't remember.''
''You don't have to ever thank me for that, Liz.'' Alaura said, shooting her a glance and smiling. ''I would never have given you another choice.''
Liz laughed and looked up towards the school before pausing, the other girl stopping and giving her a questioning look.
''What's up?" Alaura asked.
Blue eyes surveyed her best friend before dropping her gaze to her feet. ''I want to ask you what your plan is, how you plan on saving Mikoto because I'm tired of seeing you trying to carry everything. I'm here for you and I just want you to know that.''
Alaura blinked before smirking. ''Ahh, I see. Don't be such a loser, Liz-''
Liz head snapped up and she went to argue before Alaura lifted her hand to pat the top of her head. Her eyes widened as Alaura's closed in a smile.
''-Of course I know you're here for me. You'll always have my back and you'll never let anyone hurt me. Do you really think I could forget that? You're my little sister, my best friend, my equal who I would trust with my life. You don't forget that, okay?''
The raven haired girl blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall over. "Fucking A, why do you always got to make me cry you big weirdo?"
Alaura smiled apologetically before looking up where she saw a certain skateboarder waving down at them. Her lips lifted into a smile.
''Liz, if we end up fighting the blues stay next to Yata for me, please.''
''What? Won't you fight with us?" Liz started.
She nodded her head. ''Yeah, but on a different battle field. Watch him and the others and don't look at me like that-I'll be careful as long as you are too.''
The blue eyed girl frowned before wrapping the shorter girl in a quick hug. She pulled away and grinned. ''No Blood, no Bone, No ash.''
Alaura smiled. ''No Blood, No Bone, No ash.'' She repeated.
Liz stepped away before red engulfed her feet and she darted up the side of the building to where Yata waited for her.
A soft breeze blew her hair over her shoulder as the two disappeared from sight, taking up their posts on watching for the Blues. Snow got stuck on her and she tilted her head back, closing her eyes as the wind danced the snow and her hair around her.
Mikoto watched Alaura as she let snow slowly coat her form. She was smiling softly, a peaceful look on her face as her body shivered slightly. With the light from the entrance of the school he could see how she spread her arms out before dropping back, laying in the cold substance.
He had waited here for her after finding out Kusanagi had merely tricked him. He had been furious when he was told Munakata was with Alaura and nearly went after her.
Yata had stopped him, telling him Liz was with her.
It had made him hang back waiting for her, but it had done little in making his anger simmer. Tatara and Anna had come out to talk to him, but their usual calm presence couldn't even soothe his temper.
He had burnt away all the snow within ten feet of him, his face and body laid back but his mind creating scenarios where Munakata overpowered the two girls and stole them both from them. The longer he thought about it the more he wanted to go after them, but then they had shown up.
He hadn't been able to hear the two girls talk, but he had been able to see the gestures exchanged between them before Liz had gone after Yata.
Now that he was seeing her safe and in one piece he couldn't make himself move towards her. Mikoto wanted to watch her smile to herself a little longer.
The rage he felt building evaporated.
Finally he decided to move towards her, not intending to let her grow cold. Her head picked up as she heard the snow shifting from his steps, and her curious expression shifted into a full blown smile.
She reached a hand out. ''Lay with me.''
He sunk to his knees and laid next to her, a red barrier once again encasing the two of them. A soft glow surrounded her, ridding her body of the snow that had gathered on it.
Alaura grinned and turned her face to him. ''I didn't say you could do that.''
''You're a human heater, how can I feel your warmth if you're covered in snow?" he crossed his arms to rest behind his head as she moved from being spread eagle to snuggle into his side.
Mikoto blinked down at her before moving his left arm out to the side so she could lay her cheek against it and not against the snowless ground beneath them.
''You were worried.'' She whispered as she rested her left hand on top of his chest, playing with his necklace.
The Red King frowned. ''Hmm.''
''I'm sorry, he asked me to try and convince you to not kill the Colorless King.''
Mikoto looked at her from the corner of his eye. ''And?"
''I told him he was crazy to think you would stop, and even crazier for thinking I could stop you.'' Lying to him felt disgusting, but she knew the man next to her.
He thought he couldn't be saved.
Amber eyes closed. ''Hmm.''
The two remained there, neither sleeping but neither talking. Alaura had stopped playing with his necklace to instead lay her hand flat against his chest-above his heart.
''What are you doing?" he asked.
''Listening to your heart beat.'' She smiled.
He hadn't questioned her further, just focused his hearing to try and listen to hers in their bubble.
It was cheesy for even him to admit, but their heartbeats had fallen in sync.
Morning came too soon, and Alaura watched as the sun rose above their heads and began to melt the snow that had gathered outside of their bubble.
BOOM!
A loud explosion met their ears and instantly she was hauled to her feet, being pressed into his side as he looked over to where black smoke began to fill the sky.
Mikoto frowned before intertwining their hands and leading her into the building. She looked back, eyes wide as she saw the black smoke cloud.
A thought entered her head that the peaceful hostage situation was over.
It was time for the Blues and Reds to go to war.
''Alaura!'' Anna and Tatara cried, rushing over to her and pulling her from Mikoto. Anna buried her face into the girl's thigh and Tatara crushed her to his chest.
''Woah woah, calm down guys.'' She smiled and pulled away.
''We were worried! The Blues have moved in and are getting ready to attack!" Tatara exclaimed.
Alaura started, rushing to open her phone to see Liz had texted her.
Love you, sis. –Liz.
Her eyes widened when she saw another text from…from-
You're here at the school, so are we. Alaura, I'm sorry. –Kuroh.
Attached to the text was a tracker of where he currently was in the school. She bit her lip and looked up just in time to see Mikoto standing before her.
''Mikoto.'' She pulled back.
The room had quieted as she read her texts, and everyone was watching the man in front of her.
He brought his hand up to push away a stray hair behind her ear, and her heart stuttered in her chest when she realized what he was doing.
He's saying goodbye.
''Mikoto-'' she reached up and buried her face into his neck, arms wrapping around him and holding tight. The memory of his heart beat was burned into her mind and she intended to make sure it would continue…but for now, she had to let him go.
Gently he pulled her away from him, smiling down at her before moving her aside and walking out the door.
Her eyes were downcast as her clenched fists shook, and she looked to her side where sad ruby eyes watched her.
''He said goodbye.'' Anna whispered, looking down at her open palm.
Brown eyes closed as she breathed through her nose and crouched in front of the girl. ''He'll be back Anna. ''
The little girl turned her head away and clasped her hands to her chest. ''Will everyone come back? Will we go back home happy?"
Alaura smiled before leaning over and kissing the girl's head. Anna closed her eyes at the gesture and soaked up the comforting colors surrounding Alaura.
Her red was almost as beautiful as Mikoto's.
"I promise we'll go home and drink hot chocolate, my birthday is tomorrow you know.'' Alaura tilted her head to the side and smiled as everyone looked shock.
''It's your birthday tomorrow?" Anna asked.
Alaura nodded her head. ''Yeah, so you guys have to make me a cake and we have to have a snowball fight. Let's make it girls versus boys, I bet we'll win!''
Tatara chuckled and came over to rest a hand on Anna's shoulder. ''How about chocolate cake?"
"I love chocolate! It's my ultimate weakness!"
Anna giggled and Alaura smiled, smoothing the girls bangs out of her face and pressing a soft kiss on her pale forehead.
She stood to her full height and looked at Kusanagi and Tatara. The two smiled at her and nodded.
''Happy early birthday.'' Kusanagi grinned.
Alaura laughed and turned to leave, stopping at the exit to look over at Anna who's eyes had fallen sad again.
She smiled. ''Be strong, princess.''
Anna's lips formed a small o before she looked away, not wanting to watch Alaura leave after having to watch Mikoto leave.
Alaura would save Mikoto and then tomorrow they would have a party for her birthday.
Please, Alaura…save Mikoto.
She picked up her pace as she weaved in and out of the crowd, pulling her knife and slicing at Blues who got a little too close to her friends for her comfort. Their cries of pain followed her, but she didn't look back.
No cuts are too deep, and not a single one of them has hit anything major. It's just a nice nick to bring them down and keep them from fighting to their fullest.
Alaura looked down at her phone, smiling when she realized she was close. Looking up she felt triumph.
''Kuroh!''
The long haired man looked over from where he had just helped Kukuri to her feet, a relieved look crossing his face when she noticed she was safe.
''Alaura, where is Liz?" He questioned when she stopped next to them, her breathing labored from her pace.
Alaura shook her head and sheathed her knife. ''It's just me, Liz is fighting back the Blues with Yata.''
His brows furrowed. ''The leader of Homra's front line? Do not tell me that they are a couple.''
A frown pulled down her pink lips before she waved him off. ''It doesn't matter, I can't tell you anything. She'll only be upset.''
''Excuse me,'' a brown haired girl blinked innocently at her. ''But…who are you?"
''Her name is Alaura, of the Red Clan.'' Her heart leaped into her throat at the familiar voice that soothed her nerves. She turned to see him looking straight at her, a relaxed grin on his face. ''Looks like I've found you.''
Mikoto was standing across from them, looking amazing even though she could taste the killer intent he held for Shiro.
''You can't kill him Mikoto,'' she pleaded, stepping in front of them. ''It will kill you!''
Amber eyes narrowed. ''He'll kill you the moment I turn my back. I won't let that happen. Get away from him now.''
Kuroh stepped beside her and glared. ''You will not speak to my family as if you two are closer than just clansmen, Third King.''
….
Alaura sweat dropped and twiddled her thumbs, a red hue blooming in her cheeks. ''Uh, Kuroh, we kind of are closer than just clansmen, actually.''
Blue eyes snapped back and forth from a raging King to a blushing girl. "You are romantically involved with Mikoto Suoh?"
Alaura scratched the back of her head. ''Well-I mean,''
"She's mine.'' Mikoto spoke up, beginning to walk towards them and looking past them. ''You summoned me out here, but you won't touch her. Step aside.''
Alaura gestured weakly. ''Yeah-I'm his and he's mine.''
Kuroh dropped in front of her protectively and pushed back against the King as he tried to get to them. She saw Mikoto smirk before pulling his arm back and throwing Kuroh with it.
''Kuroh!"
''KUROH!" She screamed, pushing back on the stunned man's chest. ''Don't hurt him Mikoto! He's my little brother! Stop this please!"
Amber eyes closed as he sighed at the confession. Kusanagi had told him they learned a lot about the two girls in the time he had been gone.
''I'm sorry.'' He relented. ''I won't hurt him, but move Alaura.''
A sudden cat's hiss met their ears and the school's setting was gone, instead finding themselves surrounded by green. The three behind her shot past her and she followed, dropping to her knees and gently helping Kuroh to stand.
''I know what you're doing…'' Mikoto sighed.
Neko eeped and hid behind Shiro.
''…Now knock it off!"
A blast of red shot forward and she thrusted her hand out, already seeing red envelop her body but not the others. Mikoto was protecting her but she needed to get the others safely behind her barrier.
Red clashed against red, the flames intertwining and soaring high before dissipating. When the smoke cleared she saw the school once more.
Mikoto had cast away the illusion with nothing but the thought to do so. She looked behind her and began pushing the four towards the building.
''Get going, Shiro! Now!"
The white haired blinked at her in surprise. ''Why are you, you're going against your King for me? Why?"
She grimaced and shook her head. Going against her King, the man she was falling for, it made her sick. ''If he kills the Colorless King I'll lose him, and you're innocent, now go!"
Kuroh pushed against her to try and resist her shoving but she overpowered him. ''Alaura, stop!''
"He won't hurt me you idiot, '' She smiled, shoving him through the doors. ''Now run.''
Kuroh hesitated but trusted her words, he had seen the way the Red King's aura had shot out to protect her from an accidental blast.
The King wouldn't be so kind to them.
Clenching his eyes shut he pressed his hand against the window before racing after the other three.
Alaura moved away from the door to face Mikoto, who was glaring harshly past her.
''You helped him get away.''
''He isn't the Colorless King, Mikoto. Please believe me.'' She insisted, coming to stand a few feet from him.
Amber eyes flickered down to connect their gaze, and a frown marred his lips. ''If you die by the Colorless King's hands, Homra will go to war bloodthirsty.''
Her eyes widened at the confession, but she knew it to be true. Liz would see to it she got revenge, Yata would lead the guys, and Mikoto would be in the lead and merciful to no one.
She would be the same way if one of them died.
''But that's it Mikoto! I need to tell you something, I-''
''Suoh…I am under authority to not allow you to kill the Colorless King.''
A deep voice interrupted them and she looked over to see the Blue King standing far from them, staring evenly at Mikoto.
A grin stretched across Mikoto's lips, a wild look entering his eyes as he moved to stand in front of her.
''Munakata…you met with Alaura last night.'' He stated.
Cold blue eyes remained neutral. ''I did.''
''And did you hurt her?"
The image of Liz waiting on bated breath to kill him entered his mind, but he pushed it aside. ''I pinned her to the ground, Suoh. But the girl named Liz threatened to slice my neck open if I didn't get off of her.''
Bad move.
Red flames swirled around Mikoto, coming up and flickering as his amber orbs narrowed. His smirk grew as he pulled his hands out of his pockets and raised them into fists.
''I'll kill ya.''
The two Kings lunged for one another and Alaura stumbled back, in awe of the way Mikoto could move with his strength.
Munakata had known exactly what to say to send Mikoto in a rage. Heart pulling down she turned and ran into the building the others had escaped into, unknown her heart picked up to match Mikoto's.
Keep him distracted, Fourth King.
Liz flipped backwards and caught herself, twirling to bring her blade to catch the oncoming attack of a blue. Gritting her teeth she pushed him back, ducking as another one tried to come up from behind her.
Damn it, there's so many of them!
She stepped back slowly, deciding to put on a show. Fear entered her eyes as she clutched her sword to her chest and shook her head back and forth as five blues advanced on her.
''Please, please don't hurt me!" She begged, pitching her voice.
One of the blues stopped, falling for her trap hook line and sinker. He looked doubtfully at the other guys around him.
''She's just a girl…those thugs must have coerced her into fighting for them!"
Her eye twitched.
''That's true, who knows what those Red are capable of.''
Her lips pulled down into a frown.
''Come on miss, we'll get you to safety.''
Liz batted her eyes and felt like vomiting. They were being kind, but they had screwed themselves when they dissed the Red.
''Oh boys wait, my arm burns!" she clutched her forearm where her tattoo was covered, wincing and offering it to one of the Blues.
Her hair hid her smirk.
''Miss there isn't…anything…Homra!''
She jumped up in the air just as they all lunged for her, smirking when she heard the satisfied thunks and seeing them pass out unconscious. Flipping in the air she landed gracefully away.
Azure gems scanned the area for Yata; in all the confusion she had lost him. Worry crawled into her heart as she whipped back and forth trying to spot her fiery tempered boyfriend.
''Lose something?"
Chills traveled up her spine and Liz gulped, turning slowly to see none other than Saruhiko Fushimi. He had his sword brandished, eyes bright with crazy and pose ready for a fight.
Fuck me, I would find him instead.
She dropped into position. ''I don't want to fight you Fushimi, I want to talk to you. You and Yata need to rebuild the bridge that was burned.''
He threw his head back in laughter. ''Rebuild that bridge? Why would I ever lower myself to being friends with Misaki Yata again?"
Liz clenched her jaw to resist the urge to fight him. ''I think it would be an improvement compared to the company you keep now.''
Fushimi's brows shot up. ''Oh ho, look at that bite! You know what, I think I'll pass. I left Homra a long-''
''Oh fuck off with that!" She snapped. ''Weren't you friends before Homra? Why can't that be now? If he's willing to try why can't you?"
Fushimi frowned slightly before brandishing his sword. ''You know nothing. You're just another stupid Red, I don't need to be friends with him.''
Liz felt her muscles tense. ''But you do, you miss him.''
The Blue clad man froze, his eyes widening a fraction. ''Me miss…Misaki?"
Red painted lips turned up. ''You miss him don't you? He's amazing so how could you not? That's why you love fighting him because for a second, for a moment, he's paying attention to you. Things can be like that again, everyone will welcome you back if you just-''
''Shut up!"
Liz moved but it wasn't fast enough, he had blindsided her. Her mouth fell as she cried out, pain erupting in her shoulder as blood splattered out. Her back met the ground and she winced as Fushimi dug the blade until it went all the way through.
''ARGH!" She screamed.
"I don't miss Misaki Yata,'' Blue met blue, one gaze filled with pain and the other with malice. ''I hate people with big hearts, so I think I'll kill you now.''
He pulled the blade out and she gasped, attempting to shove him off but he dug a finger into the flesh wound. Blood poured forth as he made the wound worse, tearing the delicate flesh.
''Stop,'' she gasped. ''Don't do this.''
Fushimi leaned over her and brushed their noses against one another. Liz pulled away, cringing at the contact.
''Tell me, Liz, have you popped young Misaki's cherry yet?" He leered.
''FUCKING MONKEY!"
CRACK!
Fushimi went flying off of her, clutching the side of his head as blood dripped down his face.
Liz saw Yata appear over her, a murderous look on his face as his whole body vibrated. He pulled her into his arms and she winced, sheathing her sword to clutch her left shoulder.
''Liz, Liz! Are you okay?!" He panicked.
Liz nodded and picked herself up, blood soaking her white hoodie. Flashbacks appeared in her mind's eyes and she shuddered.
She would be fine, she could still fight. He had stabbed her left shoulder not her right.
Yata held her, turning his glare on Fushimi who struggled to stand without staggering. The boy let her go to face his ex-best friend.
''You know, I actually thought the old you was hidden in there somewhere,'' he spat, noting the wicked grin that spread across Saruhiko's face. ''But I was wrong. The old you is dead and it's time I fucking deal with that and teach you a lesson.''
Yata spun his board and kicked it down-eyes bleeding red as he shot forward. ''No one hurts my girl!"
''Wait, you're hurt!''
Alaura's ears perked up as she heard the girl from earlier speak. She turned on her heel and smiled in relief when she caught them. She jogged up to Kuroh and rested a hand on her brother's shoulder.
''You made it.'' He smiled down at her.
"Yeah, I was able to-''
''Argh!"
Her head snapped over as her eyes grew wide as saucers. The girl, the innocent girl, was shoving a broken piece of glass into Shiro's abdomen.
Her and Kuroh lunged into action, Kuroh ripping the girl away and her darting forward to Shiro's side. The piece of glass clattered to the side as the girl ripped it from his body before she could stop her.
No! The blood loss!
''Kukuri,'' Kuroh struggled, holding one of her arms behind her. ''Why?!"
"I have to admit I was surprised you made it out of the explosion,'' the girl chortled from where she lay. ''But that won't happen again.''
A ball formed around them, gray in color and Alaura's eyes snapped open as she realized it:
The Colorless King was inside of the girl. Mikoto hadn't been trying to kill Shiro, he had recognized the King in the girl while they were all oblivious and tried to take him down.
Red glowed around her hands as she pressed them to both sides of Shiro's head, standing behind him and closing her eyes shut. The malice, the blood thirst, it had been in the eyes.
The eyes are the windows to our soul, that's how you're able to control people.
She felt Shiro struggling in her hold but she pushed more of her power into him, giving him the strength it would take to fight back.
Come on Shiro, fight!
''Shiro…Shiro…SHIRO!" Neko screamed and both of their eyes snapped open.
Alaura looked evenly back at the King, smirking when he realized he couldn't slip into her mind and eyed her fearfully.
I see you.
The Colorless King backed away and darted back inside of the girl named Kukuri. She jumped up, flipping over Kuroh and sprinting for the doors.
Her lips thinned as she sprinted after the King, her heart beating wildly in her chest. Not this time, no, there would be no more running or hiding.
She would kill the Colorless King once and for all.
''Alaura!" Kuroh cried from behind her, but she kept her gaze locked.
''I'll be okay!"
She slammed the door open, shattering the glass as the girl evaded her. Whipping around she growled when she couldn't spot her but smirked when she remembered.
I saw your true form, so now I can see you wherever you are.
She disappeared into the forest line, calming herself down to stretch out her aura. Anna had taught her how to do this, saying that that was how she found her and the others so quickly. She taught her how to sense others and Alaura was thankful for the lesson.
You're mine, Colorless King.
A blast made her falter and trip, and she barely caught herself in time before falling on her face. A strong blast of power fell over her and her eyes shot open as she turned, seeing a streaming silver light in the spot she had just ran from.
Her bottom lip shook as she looked on. This power…it resembled Mikoto's and the fourth King's in strength. Chocolate orbs shook when the streams circled slowly before disappearing in itself, leaving in its place a silver sword…another Sword Of Damocles.
Could that…is that the Silver King?
Alaura wanted to continue in her pursuit of the King she was currently hunting down, but Kuroh was in that area.
Gritting her teeth together Alaura looked towards the dark area of trees that called out to her, demanded she kept going.
Hurriedly she flipped open her phone, dialing Kuroh's number and praying the dummy would answer her call.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Ri-click.
''Alaura?" he breathed.
Alaura smiled in happiness and clutched the phone to her cheek. ''Kuroh, Kuroh are you and the others okay?!"
''We're okay Alaura, but…''
But?!
''What?!"
''Shiro…his name is actually Adolf Weismann and he's, he's the Silver King.''
A/N: Fun times fun times!
Until next time!
-ScarlettWriter
PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 12: Sacrifices
''Sister? Can we play outside?"
Alaura looked down at the mountain of homework she had to do, before hiding it from her brother's view and smiling down at him.
''Of course, go get the others.''