"Fushimi-kun…" Munakata Reisi began, voice calm and expression serious behind rimmed glasses.
The addressed repressed the urge to shift under that unreadable stare, feeling cold sweat on his head. He knew what this was about, and how he wished the Captain could just get it over with…
"I was quite sure…" he paused, further putting the clansman on edge. "that I asked you to retrieve the Mirror. Not… terminate it"
Fushimi Saruhiko felt his brow twitch as the Blue King's face betrayed nothing despite the implications. "My deepest apologies, Captain" he voiced out rather blandly.
Munakata's stare didn't waver, blue-violet eyes instead gaining a knowing twinkle as his lips formed a smile. It took all Saruhiko had to not attempt to attempt wipe it off, preferably with a fist, feeling far smaller than he should have. "It is fortunate that the Mirror's magical quality made it able to repair itself… yes?" the Blue King continued.
Fushimi almost growled, but he had to endure. "Yes… Captain… truly fortunate…" he hissed out, repressing the childish urge to kick the Commander's desk and run out only by the thought that it would only further his embarrassment.
The Blue King had predicted it. Of course he did. That's why he gave the mission to Fushimi and not to the Vice-Captain or some other clansman.
From the start, he knew Fushimi's mind-set. Assigning him to the retrieval of a cursed mirror that can drive people mad from showing one's Heart's Desire is enough indication that he expected some damage –whether to the Mirror or to Fushimi himself, of course, one can only wonder.
Apparently, in this case it was the Mirror.
"If that is all, then I will take my leave" the clansman announced, turning to face the door. Before he could exit though, the captain's voice made him pause.
"Did something happen, Fushimi-kun?" Munakata asked, and he didn't need to look to be able to see that knowing smirk on the bastard's face.
"No" was all Saruhiko said before he left with a sound click.
He did not intent to break it, of course. He didn't even intend to look at the cursed thing at all, planning to just grab it and go and prove the Blue King wrong for once. But Misaki's abnormal reaction kept nagging at his mind to the point he couldn't resist a curious look.
Of course, the mirror lived up to its name, only instead of a random illusion, it showed an actual event.
The event that happened only minutes before, to be exact.
In third person.
It made the Scepter 4 officier realize something; something that managed to piss him off quite a lot. And the mirror barely had time to realize its mistake before Saruhiko's fist came crashing upon its ancient surface.
After all…
Misaki only needs to look at me. Not some image in a mirror. He smirked, remembering the event in first person this time.
Forget about work, he needs to pay his beautiful blossom* a little visit.
Note: *Misaki literally means "Beautiful Blossom" to those who didn't get it ;P. Now you know why Misaki doesn't like his name X3
Aaaand Voila! In the end I wrote a short sequel! XDD How was it?
I realize it got a genre shift and all, but I think this here's more in character than this other depressed Saru one I've got. Of course, if you guys like I could still post that too (after I finish writing it), but I don't think it's all that good…
Anyways I hope you like this chapter XDD No more sequels I'm afraid ;P I'll leave what's next up to your imagination XDD
Thanks to all who've read this fic! I love you guys!