Wow, I'm blowned by the amount of reviewers, alerts and faves this story has. And some of the reviews actually helped me in making this better, so thank you! Now, I received a review saying that this story is according to a song..? Well, actually no. This story isn't based on any songs from K at all, in fact, I use drama cd's and songs as my guide to make this story to make it more realistic. I listened to the official character songs, check out their lyrics and put them in the story, like in chapter 2 where Fushimi and Yata reminisces the time back when they shared earphones. That was sung by Fushimi in I Beg Your Hate so I used that reference.
Enough of my rambling, I'm pretty sure you want to read this chapter now so I won't keep you waiting. To me, this is more like a 'filler' chapter just so the story can go on longer. But it still shows the boys' deepening bond, so it's not a total waste. *smiles*
After visiting Kusanagi, they both decided to head over to Yata's apartment to grab some of his stuff, but Fushimi sees it as a minor priority and that they should concentrate more on finding and catching Strains.
"Think about it, Misaki," the taller says exasperatedly. "If we get your clothes now, we'll have to return to my apartment and put them away. And then we have to come back out and start patrolling... We can always get your clothes in the evening," Fushimi explains while giving his companion a leer.
Yata glares at the taller boy in retaliation and jabs him on the chest with his free hand. "And if we get it later, we'll be too tired and you'd complain even more, do you really expect me to wear this again? I don't think so you monkey!"
Fushimi clicks his tongue and ignores Yata's outburst. He eventually gave in and follows Yata to his apartment. It wasn't that far from Homra and it wasn't that big either, as to be expected from the shorter boy. They passed through the gate and went over to the elevator where they spend the next few moments in silence.
"I'll just grab a couple of clothes, put them in a duffle bag and then we can leave, it won't take long anyway," Yata says while leering at his taller companion knowing that Fushimi is slightly irritated by now. "Not like you have any choice anyway,"
Fushimi sees the short grin his companion flashes and is quite surprised by it, but he didn't comment on the sudden show. Yata's room isn't big, but it isn't small either which is great for someone who lives on his own. The walls are painted beige and the place itself is rather tidy, save for some clothes strewn at the back of the couch and on the bed.
Yata quickly gathers as many clothes as he could fit in his duffle bag before walking out of his apartment room. To Fushimi, that's his first time being in Yata's new place, ever since they went their ways, they had moved out of living together and got their own place far from one another.
As they walk down the street, Fushimi decides to start some small talk just to make the string longer; at least he'll have some space slightly further from the other boy. Seriously, people are staring at them strangely.
"So, how many times did you change apartments? That place looks somewhat new," Fushimi asks languidly hoping Yata won't ask him so many questions. Normally he's the one who listens; talking exactly isn't his forte to begin with. "And it doesn't even have your smell in it,"
The shorter boy stares at his companion unbelievingly. "What kind of a question is that? And what do you mean it doesn't have my smell yet, what is wrong with you? Seriously Saru, that sounds creepy as hell!" Yata spat out and inches away slightly causing Fushimi to smirk. Now that they're stuck like this, might as well enjoy the moment.
"Normally when you move into a house, your scent will stick to the wall and furniture. But that little apartment of yours hardly have your smell which shows that you recently moved in, isn't it?" the younger of the two asks and leans forward to Yata who now supports a blush that can rival a tomato.
Pushing the blue clansman's face away, Yata turns away so that he wouldn't have to look Fushimi in the eyes. "You're seriously being creepy, how the heck do you even know that? Jeez..." he stutters slightly as he tries his best to calm his racing heart. However, Fushimi won't have any of that and rests his chin on the other's shoulder.
To make it worse for the shorter teen, Fushimi then proceeds to blow puffs of warm air to his ear causing goosebumps to appear all over his skin. "The heck do you think you're doing?" Yata lashes out and tries to punch the other boy, but Fushimi merely pulls back with a mischievous chuckle.
"Don't be so uptight, Misaki," Fushimi grins playfully and skillfully dodges every punch the other boy lashes out. "I was only trying to warm your ears, they look rather red," he points out. Yata then pulls his beanie down his ears and glares spitefully at the blue clansman.
"I don't need you to warm them up, they're already warm! And stop being so creepy the whole time will you! I thought you're on the lookout for those Strain girls!" Yata admonishes loudly causing the people around them to look their direction. This somehow made Yata quieter as they make their way back to Fushimi's apartment.
Clicking his tongue, Fushimi looks around him and glares at whoever decides to make eye contact with him. Fishing for his PDA, Fushimi proceeds to scroll over the pictures of wanted Strains just so he wouldn't miss any of them. If the Vice-Captain knows, he'll probably have one hell of overtime by the time the cuffs are gone.
Yata silently watches his friend from beside him and decides that if they want to shorten their search, then he'd have to help along, despite really not wanting to. "Hey Saru," he calls out. Fushimi looks at him with that bored look but Yata could see the hidden spark behind his eyes. "Two sets of eyes is better than one, let me take a look on those Strains you're hunting and I'll help you find them,"
Fushimi raises an eyebrow at the stuttering offer, but he doesn't question it. He hands over his PDA to Yata who accepts it with a slightly red face. A small smile marred the blue clansman's face when he realizes that they're getting along much better than they use to. And if Yata actually offers to help, then that means they're going somewhere with this whole red string of bond thing.
"There sure are many Strains around here," Yata mumbles out when he scrolls down the list. "Are you searching for all of them?" he asks when he returns the PDA. Fushimi only shrugs half-heartedly and nods his head in affirmation.
"Some of the Strains only move at night, some Strains move underground and some Strains go under disguise, like that Strain the Silver King has and that horse," Fushimi explains to Yata hoping he knows which horse he's talking about. Yata contemplates a little when he finally remembers Basashi and all the insanity that happened that day.
"You mean Basashi? How's that horse doing?" he asks with a smile, no doubt remembering the fun times he had chasing the horse with everyone. He still can't believe Bandou got kicked to the face along with that Blue clansman who was in the vehicle. He should've recorded that!
Fushimi frowns slightly when he sees Yata so happy. But upon realizing that he's remembering their deceased companions, he lets that slide. "You called the horse 'Basashi'? Seriously?" he quirks a brow when he asks that. Why would they name a horse after a horse dish? That's just one hell of a bad joke.
"Uhh...yeah, it was Mikoto-san who named it, Anna wasn't happy though," Yata answers lowly, hurt flickering behind those bright brown eyes at the thought of his lost King. Fushimi is silent when Yata reminisces, he doesn't trust his words or his temper if he's to start talking now. It'll just make them more strained than usual.
After a few short while, Fushimi finally speaks. "At least that's better than what the Vice-Captain calls it," he said with a facepalm. Yata looks at him curiously, wanting to know what that woman had renamed Basashi. "White bean paste stewed tofu, that's what she calls it," Fushimi deadpans.
Yata's jaws nearly hit the floor when he heard the horse's new name. That sounds even worse than 'Basashi', it sounds like she actually wants to turn the horse Strain into a stewed tofu and pour white bean paste all over it. The image made the skateboarder shudder and he could feel a lump in his throat.
"That sounds disgusting," he mutters. Fushimi only nods his head in agreement as they continue to make their way to Fushimi's apartment. Unfortunately for them, their walk had to be cut short when they notice something peculiar at a nearby shop that was closed. Yata uses his sharp eyes to keenly check out what was going on.
Much to his horror and surprise, he could see some brutes pushing a little girl into a black car. He could clearly see that the girl is bounded and scared out of her wits, and a gun pointed to her head. "Hey Saru," Yata voices out hurriedly to which the taller boy grunts in reply. "That kid's being kidnapped!"
Fushimi's eyes went slightly wide and he too stares at the scene unfolding before him. It's a good thing that it's his left hand that's bounded, or else he'd never be able to use his saber. "Hey! Release that child!" he calls out harshly to the brutes. They notice his presence and quickly shove the crying girl into the back seat of the car before speeding off.
Fushimi releases his aura and strikes the back of the car, creating an X mark so he'd know which car to chase. He turns to Yata who simply stares at the whole ordeal in shock.
"If we're going to help bring that kid back, then we need to work together for this," Fushimi says. Yata seems somewhat flabbergasted at the suggestion but when he looks down at their bounded wrists, he can only sigh. Fushimi's right, he's got no choice and they need to work together if they want to stop those brutes and bring the girl back in one piece.
"Fine," Yata spat out. "But can you even keep up with me on skateboard?" he asks apprehensively. He doesn't want to drag the other boy in case he couldn't keep up, and he certainly doesn't want to run either.
Fushimi clicks his tongue and sheaths his saber. "You underestimate me, Misaki. I might actually be faster than you even if you're on your skateboard. And we should get going; we wasted too much time here,"
And with that, Yata got up to his skateboard and start to go as fast as he could with Fushimi beside him. The blue clansman pulls out his PDA and hacks into the traffic cameras to see which direction the brutes had gone to. After getting the car's location, he guides Yata on where to go.
"They're going south-east towards a bridge, and they're going fast. There's a shortcut to the bridge, make sure you turn left at that junction there," Fushimi says and points the direction. Yata nods in affirmation and did as he was told. He was rather surprised to see Fushimi still going fast and not loosing breath at all. Yata guesses that Scepter 4 does training like hell.
The two made their way as fast as they can, avoiding pedestrians and jumping over cars to get to the kidnappers. Once Fushimi sees the X marked car, he unsheathes his saber and with as much power as he could muster, he strikes the car's back tires causing them to explode.
"You got them!" Yata shouts happily whilst pumping his fist in the air. The sudden nostalgic feeling when he used to work together like this with Fushimi was pushed to the very back of his mind. He doesn't need to remember what was once his happy days, those days will never come back after all.
Fushimi however, doesn't look like he's finished just yet. "Not yet, Misaki. They still have the girl as a hostage and a gun loaded with bullets. Until we get them to jail, we're not celebrating," Fushimi says, his eyes hard and dead-on at the stopped car. Yata's powerless now and he doesn't have his baseball bat with him, not to mention their bounded state, moving is somewhat restricted.
As if sensing what the other is thinking, Yata puts down his bag and rests a foot on his board, tensing his body for the oncoming fight. "Then stop talking and start punching, I want to get those Strain girls so that they can break this thing,"
And with that, the two moves quickly towards the car where the three brutes have come out and pulled their guns out. The surrounding people screamed and ran when they fired but Yata and Fushimi dodge their shots easily. The skateboarder isn't going to give up because he's lost his powers, but because he's been under Homra and the Red King for so long, fighting is practically a part of him now.
Fushimi retracts his knives and with quick precision, he aims it at one of the brute's arm and his gun. The other two continues to shoot and the boy uses those knives to create a shield for the both of them. Once they got closer to them, Yata jumps up and slams his skateboard against another one of the brute's face, knocking him out cold.
The third brute, after realizing he's been cornered, decides to ditch his gun and his friends before turning tail and fled. But Yata and Fushimi would have none of that and with a well aimed kick to his chest and a slash on his back, the brute fell to the ground unconscious. Fushimi pulls out his PDA and calls for backup as Yata punches the injured brute so that he too falls unconscious.
"That'll teach them not to mess with us," Yata says with a satisfied grin. Fushimi could feel his throat clenching at the words. 'Us', that is a word that he hasn't used in such a long time, and it just hurts so much when he heard Yata say it again. He knows that things have change, and that the past will stay as the past no matter how hard he tries.
With the brutes taken care of and Scepter 4 agents are on their way, Yata and Fushimi decides to check on the girl in the car. They cut the ropes binding her wrists and pulls out the gag from her mouth. Fushimi and Yata notes that the girl is just a child, very young but has quite a pretty face.
"Thank you! Thank you for saving me!" she cries in gratitude. Yata blushes slightly and turns away, mumbling a no problem while Fushimi helps her out of the car. Not long after, a few Scepter 4 vehicles came into view and a few members come out, including the Blue King himself.
Yata and Fushimi seem somewhat skeptical when they see the Captain walking out towards them, and they're even more skeptical when he smiles as if he knows something they don't. Yata doesn't really trust the man but he's helped them in figuring out the cuffs and string so far, so he somewhat owes him, somewhat.
"Fushimi-kun, Yata-kun, you seem to work together just well nowadays. I take it being bound together has done you good?" he asks with that cold and amused tone. Fushimi huffs indignantly and looks down at the string where he's very surprised to see the string so long. Even Yata seems quite surprised at the length.
They didn't answer the King, knowing that he'd tease them more about it. After getting the brutes into the vehicles and taking the girl along with them to find her home, Yata and Fushimi watch the others leave silently. They didn't talk about what just happened, and they didn't talk about their string getting quite long.
"Hey Saru," Yata starts out slowly. Fushimi turns to the shorter boy who made a move to grab his bag. "Can we go home now? It's late and I really want to get out of these clothes," he said with a grumble. Fushimi grunts in reply, but he couldn't help but tease Yata for his choice of words.
"You want to get out of those clothes, Misaki?" he drawls out playfully causing Yata to realize where this is going and blushing beet red. "I can get you out of these clothes if you want. And perhaps help you put on new ones too," Fushimi teases as he languidly pulls the other's collar down.
Yata tries his best to push the other off of him. "Stop doing that you crazy, perverted monkey! Don't twist my words into something so insane!" he shrieks indignantly while trying to shove Fushimi from his face. The heat on his cheeks just makes him realize how hard he's blushing right now.
Fushimi only grins as he releases his companion and starts to walk back to his apartment. Yata follows a little behind him, since the string has gotten quite long, he doesn't need to be so close to the other anymore. But he knows that somewhere deep in his heart, he wants to stay by the other's side.
So without even caring if his blush is still there or not, Yata quickens his pace and walks beside the taller boy but doesn't look him in the eyes. Fushimi smiles lightly at the scenario and enjoys the feeling while he still can.
After that, he's going to mercilessly tease the skateboarder once they reach his apartment.
Hmm..Fushimi teasing Yata and being a total freak..yeah, sounds like him. And don't you just love the little tease I put at the top there? Makes you wonder if this is SaruMi or not, doesn't it? *grins* Yes well..I like to keep you all on your toes so if you want to know if it's SaruMi or not, then you'd have to read this until the end. *winks*
Well, there you have it, Kidnap. I hope I'm not making GoRa mad by putting words starting with 'k' at every beginning of the chapter, after all, K does belong to him.
Anyways, my sinus problem is acting up again and I'd better get my medicine. Drop me a review and tell me what you think. *smile*