Disclaimer: King of Fighters does not belong to me and neither do any of the characters in this fic. Shocking isn't it?
Authors Note: Thanks to those that left reviews. I really appreciate it; they are very helpful. Not to mention, it's nice to know someone actually reads it. o.o;
K' stood out on his balcony, the moonlight reflecting on his messed white hair, staring out at the city around him. The streets were quiet that night, a sort of peaceful silence, like that of the stars which watched above the city dwellers. K' folded his arms and rested them on the railing as his thoughtful blue eyes looked out on the lights of the sky above and the city below. It was a different look from the usual cold, uncaring stare that he often wore. He was confused and uncertain, a look of loneliness in his eyes. He felt like his whole body was yearning for something or rather someone, and that terrible pain was growing desperately deeper. He hadn't been one to care for, or seeking the caring of others before, but slowly such a feeling had begun to manifest itself inside of him, burrowing deeper with each passing day. It was a need he couldn't sate, and his longing had grown more and more every day. K' stood back up straight and put his hands behind his head as he looked up at the stars above as if searching for an answer. Closing his eyes to the world, he could only find comfort in the words that he breathed next. "Kula…"
Kula's eyelids fluttered to life like her ears had sensed her name, but it was not her physical body that had heard K's calling to her, it was her soul. She found herself in a room and bed entirely unfamiliar to her, and not only this but she also noticed her purple suit that she perpetually wore had been replaced with a silk, Japanese style, light blue robe that changed into a band of white on the fringe. She rolled over beneath the white sheets, her body comfortably curled up in them, and sat up in the bed, her body leaning against a pair of large, fluffy pillows. The moonlight found its way into the room through a large sliding glass door that had been left open so that the cool summer night's breeze wafted into the room, caressing Kula's pale skin. Through the door she found her answer, standing out on the balcony, looking up at the stars above, their light illuminating him as in answer. He hadn't changed; his leather jacket still bore the words "Beast of Prey" on the back, his skin remained a dark tan, and his silvery hair reflected the white light of the moon. There was something so comforting and familiar about it all. Her innocent, violet eyes looked up at him, full of curiosity and confusion. "K'?"
A bit surprised himself, K' turned around to see that Kula had awoken from her blissful slumber, and her confused eyes were looking at him, searching for answers. A slight smile formed on K's lips as he stuffed his hands characteristically into his pockets and strode coolly back into the room and out of the night. "You seemed like you could use a place to stay," was the explanation he offered to the questioning Kula as he stopped a few feet from her bedside, his six feet towering above her. A red, angry blush flooded Kula's cheeks in protest as she started to reprimand him for his assumption, "You had no right too…" but K' cut her off as he walked to the bedroom door with a passive look on his face. "Look, I'm not forcing you to stay here. You can leave if you want," he pointed out firmly, his voice uncaring. He stopped when he reached the door, his back turned to her and his hand on the knob. He didn't want to walk out like this, he'd just begun to let her in, and he'd regret it for the rest of his life if he caused her to leave now. A slightly gentler voice came from his mouth, "But… you are welcome to stay as well." He stood motionless; his back to her and his head bowed down slightly as he mentally chastised himself, while waiting for her answer. Don't screw it up for her, and don't screw it up for you K'. Kula looked away for him for a moment, her eyes looking out on the balcony towards the stars as if searching for her answer. After what seemed like an eternity to K', she turned back to him and spoke, having made her decision. "Thank you." It was all that K' needed. He smiled, but since his back was turned from her, she couldn't see it. "Alright then," he offered back, before he opened the door and walked out of the room, leaving her to the night and sleep.