Mikoto sat up again the wall above the bed as he stared down at Sinikka as she slept. She had a very high fever after Reisi left the bar with his message given to the Red King. He couldn't stop the mental argument he had with himself about the origins of Sinikka. Mikka gave birth to her, but by who? Or if she wasn't born from her, where was she made? Questions were flooding him and he began to feel lightheaded as he continues to think too hard about it until his thoughts scattered from the sound of someone entering the room.

"You can't stay up forever." Kusanagi states as he walks up to the two redheads.

"I don't want her to get a nightmare while I'm asleep." Mikoto quietly tells the blond.

Kusanagi stares at his friend for a moment before sighing. "You're stressed. You need some sleep after what just happened. It needs to wrap around somehow, and only time can do that."

Mikoto lets out a scoff.

"Time isn't involved in any situation here. Her lack of experience and confidence in her power was what's causing me stress."

"So what are you gonna do about it?" Mikoto silently stares at his daughter for a moment before he let out a sigh.

"I honestly don't know."

~*~ Lite A Flame ~*~

"Is it getting out of control?" Yata asks the group as they returned to the bar, plopping down on the sofa with Tatara and Chitose following.

"She hasn't used her aura for a year. It's bad enough when you don't use it for a few months but as a young girl, it had to of put a strain on her to finally be released." Tatara explains with a concerned expression.

Turning their heads, the clansmen looked over to find their King walking down the steps and headed behind the bar reaching for the whiskey and a glass.

"How is she?" Tatara asks as he stood up from the sofa, walking over to the bar and taking the glass of whiskey away from him.

"She has a fever." Mikoto simply states before grabbing another cup and pouring himself another serving of whiskey. "She just needs to rest for the remainder of the night. But tomorrow, we're going to have a talk."

"But, she didn't do anything wrong." Misaki blurts. "She would have been taken from you if her aura didn't come out."

"Not that kind of talk. I'm going to try to convince her to start using her aura more." The redhead sighed, drowning a second cup of whiskey in a second.

"How are you going to do that?" Yo asks, a little confused about what his King was trying to accomplish.

"Fushimi still has the red aura, right?" Mikoto asks, giving a side glance towards Misaki.

"Um, yeah, but,"

"I'll tell Reisi to bring him over tomorrow. She needs to know that she isn't alone in this."

The clansmen all give each other surprised and skeptical looks, worried if that plan would work as well as he hopes it does.

Everyone knows Fushimi was the one who turned his back to HOMRA and joined Scepter 4; earning him both the red and blue aura. It still pained Yata thinking how a friend could turn away from him like that, becoming an enemy to gain more power.

~*~ Lite A Flame ~*~

Saruhiko strolled around in boredom, already tired of the work that he had to do for the day. Stretching his arms over his head and letting out a yawn, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice, looking back and finding the Blue King walking towards him in his casual attire.

"The day has barely begun and yet here you are, strolling like it's the end of the night." Munakata simple states, walking by before stopping at the top of the stairway. "Why won't you accompany me for the time being."

Saruhiko gives the king a strange look. "Did you just complain that it looked like I was lollygagging around?"

Reisi chuckles, making his way down the stairs with the clansman following behind.

The walk was silent as Fushimi followed, really not complaining that he got out of work to do whatever his king wanted him to do. But as his surroundings became familiar, Fushimi gave Munakata a confused expression before they turned the corner and he spots HOMRA not too far ahead of him.

"Reisi," Saruhiko doesn't get anything out before Munakata gives him a glare as a warning to not say anything, making the clansman purse his lips and stare at the ground.

"Welcome back, Reisi," Izumo greets, polishing a cup before sliding over a cup of coffee for the King. "Want anything?" Izumo asks Saruhiko, giving him a small smile.

Fushimi doesn't say anything, looking away from the former clan member.

"Where is Suoh?" Munakata asks, sipping on the strong coffee that was given to him.

"He should be coming back soon. Sinikka was just starting to feel better so they went to get some medication for her." Izumo explains as he continues to polish another cup.

"Her fever went down?"

"Yeah. She's doing better but I think if she continues to hold it in, it will result in something worse than just a mild fever."

"Did you bring me here to talk about Sinikka?" Fushimi clicks his tongue, looking away from the two in annoyance.

"I need you to help her." Munakata states with a frank tone.

"How exactly do I do that?"

"She has two aura's," Izumo explains. "Since you are able to hold and maintain both red and blue aura's, you are going to be able to teach Sinikka how to control them so that next time she doesn't kill two clan members from other clans."

"Wait, she killed two clan members?" Saruhiko looks back at Izumo, slightly surprised by what he was hearing.

"From Jungle."

Nodding his head, the three sat in silence before the front door opens and walks through were the King and some of the other clan members. As people started to notice the two blue clansmen sitting at the bar, their aura's became visible and the air around them stiffened.

"Himi!" Sinikka runs up to the clansman and embraces him around his waist, making Saruhiko tense at the feeling of the small body near him. "You came back!"

"No, I'm not coming back." He whispers, awkwardly patting the girl's head with a frown.

"Calm down, all of you," Suoh demands, sitting down on the couch and looking up to meet Reisi's eyes in curiosity. "What do you think of my plan?"

"It's a foolish idea if you ask me." He replies as he set down the coffee. "But, we have to start somewhere."

Calling over Sinikka, Mikoto held his niece in his lap before telling Izumo to bring a cup full of water. Setting it down in front of him on the coffee table, Munakata and Fushimi sat on opposite ends and waited patiently for the Red King to start. The rest of the clansmen stood around, watching the scene unravel before them.

"Daddy?" Mikoto looks down at Sinikka before concentrating on the cup of water in front of him.

Not a moment later, the water begins to steam as Mikoto does a simple move to heat it up; using not even a small fraction of his powers. And before he was able to boil the water, Munakata grabs the cup with his force field to simply pick it up and take it out of Mikoto's line of sight.

"If you heat up crystal too much, it's going to shatter." He simply states, placing the cup back and little it cool off.

"Hm. Someone who knows fine whiskey glasses." Izumo comments, grinning at the blue king before being ignored.

"What did you just do?" Sinikka asks in amazement, having it being her first time seeing the blue kings power she stared at him with a sparkle in her eyes.

"This is just the power of the Blue aura. Many of the blue clans' members have it." Munakata explains, looking over the Fushimi and nodding his head.

"You remember when I was a clan member here, right?" He asks Sinikka, making her answer with a head bob. "Well, since I left and joined the Blue Clan, I gained the blue aura. So I can use both of them." Taking out two of his throwing knives, the entire room stiffened and he let out a smirk.

Both knives were lit up by his two auras before being thrown in the air and about to stab the coffee table before a red aura stops them in midair. Looking back, he finds Izumo with a frown on his lips with his hand extended out.

"Don't you dare scratch the table." He simply mutters.

Saruhiko gives him a sly grin before the red knife points towards him and slews through the air towards the bartender. Izumo doesn't flinch as it headed towards him, knowing well enough that Munakata was going to put up a barrier and stop it in its tracks. It falls to the floor loudly and the entire room turns their head towards the clansman.

"What the hell man!" Yata shouts, jumping towards him and swinging his fists.

Jumping back, Saruhiko gives him a grin as he swiftly blocks his attacks as though he were simply playing around with him. And it went on for a minute before Mikoto sighed in annoyance, standing up and walking towards the two boys fighting. Grabbing Saruhiko by the collar of his uniform, he raises his hand and slaps him across the face. The room goes silent as the slap is echoed throughout and making a chill go down the clansmen's spines.

Fushimi stood in shock. His expression fell and he couldn't look at the King in the eye. He felt his cheek heat up where he was hit and somehow felt discouraged after the assault.

Dropping him to the ground, Mikoto clicked his tongue and turned his back to him; walking away and sitting down next to Sinikka.

"You kind of deserved it, Fushimi," Munakata states bluntly, making Saruhiko nod his head before picking up his glasses from the ground and walking over to the other side of the bar. "Is her blue the same as ours?"

Mikoto looks up at Munakata and shook his head.

"It isn't simply a blue aura. Just like the fire, it is like a low heat flame." He explains.

"Realistically speaking, blue fire is hotter than a red fire. But if her aura is a cool meaning, then she must be able to cool down her environment." He ponders, looking down at the glass of water in front of them.

"Sinikka," The little girl looks up at Mikoto. "You think you would be able to use your blue fire again?"

She nods before looking down at the glass. Biting her lip, she stares at it and thinks about freezing the water in it. Everyone stared at her in anticipation for something to happen, hoping that she would be able to control her powers.

Izumo continued to polish a glass before he let out a breath and saw a cloud appear from his lips. Raising his eyebrows, he does it again to see if it would happen and sure enough, it did. Feeling a chill run down his body, he looked back at some of his bottles and found that some of them were beginning to fog up inside or crystalize.

"What the hell?" Yata voices.

"Why is it suddenly really cold in here?" Yo asks, rubbing his arms to warm them up as his aura lightly appears around him.

Reisi observes the glass of water beginning to freeze, but the air around him was dropping in temperature. He takes note of that as it may be because she doesn't have full control of her environment when she uses her powers.

Sinikka was in her own world as she concentrates on the glass, attempting to just free the water in it. Chills ran down her body and her throat was closing up as a cold fire burned around her. But the sudden touch from Mikoto made her jump and lose concentration, shattering the glass with the ice block dropping of the table.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Jumping off the couch, Sinikka runs up the stairs towards the room, ignoring the voices of her friends around her.

"She isn't ready, Suoh," Munakata mutters to the other King, making him look up with a grim expression.

He turns away towards the 4th King and stares at the stairway, his brows furrowed in worry about this girl that he knew nothing about.

Izumo observes his friend for a moment before turning towards the silent Fushimi, walking up to him and sliding him a cup of whiskey.

"She's trying too hard." He stares before taking a sip of the hot drink. "If she is going to learn how to control both of them, she needs to relax."

Izumo stared at him, nodding at that fact. Because he wasn't wrong.