Chapter 1: Questions

Mikoto stared at the girl standing at the door way of the room. A radiant smile plastered on her face. Her long silky black locks cascaded down her back, reaching her waist. Her purple orbs reflecting the light of the morning sun flitting through the ceiling to floor window of the room. With a smile still plastered on her face, she took a step towards the bed that Mikoto was sitting on, making him narrow his eyes.

Ignoring his reaction, Ayame continued her approach. Sitting down at the edge of the bed, Ayame reached out towards Mikoto's bandaged torso planning to inspect his wound and her handiwork from the previous night. Just as her fingertips brushed the bandages, Mikoto arm shot out, grabbing her wrists in an iron grip, making Ayame jump. She had been so focussed on her task that she didn't notice that he had moved until he had grabbed her wrist.

Looking up from her task, Ayame met the Red King's gaze, only to flinch when she met his unnerving glare. His amber eyes bore into her. As if, they could see into the depths of her very soul. This, sent shivers running down her spine.

"I'm just going to take a look at your wound and do another round of healing, if you don't mind, " explained Ayame before flashing him a nervous smile.

After hearing her explanation, Mikoto slowly released her wrist letting her get to her task. Although, he still kept his piercing gaze on her. Ayame gently undid the bandages, letting them fall onto the bed exposing Mikoto's injured torso. Ayame deftly ran her fingers down the pinkish scar at the center of the Red King's torso.

Mikoto's eyes widened as the bandages fell away revealing a scar where the Blue King had stabbed him with his saber. Even though Mikoto did not no anything about healing or medicine, he was sure that the wound he had sustained could not have healed so quickly within a day. He continued staring at the girl, waiting for her to continue with her 'inspection' and 'healing' of his wound as she called it. Mikoto's breath caught in his throat when he felt her cold fingertips come into contact with his bare skin, running down his scar. Coming to the end of the scar, she looked up at him, flashing him a smile before firmly but gently placing her palms on his scar. Mikoto watched in awe as a green aura began to envelop the girl's palms. Soon, he felt a tingling feeling pass through his scar, spreading throughout his abdomen. The same feeling kept flowing through in regulated waves until the aura faded from the girl's palms. Mikoto stared at her in amazement as she re-wrapped his torso in bandages.

"How did you do that?"

"I healed you as much as I could today, I'll do another round tomorrow. For now, you should rest," ignoring his question, Ayame continued to to wind the bandages around his wound.

Ayame pushed herself of the bed, turning towards the door to leave. But before she could even take a step towards the door, Mikoto's hand snaked around her wrist, yanking her back making her stumble. Making her squeak in surprise. Blood rushed to her cheeks as her face came within inches of the Red King's.

"I asked, how. did. you. do. that?" Questioned Mikoto. His every word punctuated with a short pause. Showing his annoyance at being ignored earlier. Amber orbs bored into her purple ones as Mikoto waited for an answer.

"I-I-I'm a strain," came Ayame's mumbled reply after deciding that it was better to provide the Red King with an answer than to face his wrath.

"Hn...interesting," murmured Mikoto to himself as he released Ayame's slender wrists from his iron clad grip.

Ayame rubbed her soar wrist, assessing the damage done to it while in Mikoto's tight grasp. Concluding that there was no serious damage done, accept for maybe some slight bruising that would probably appear later in the day, Ayame excused herself, leaving the Red King to his thoughts.

With Ayame gone, Mikoto was left to think in peace. He had a lot of questions, but yet no answers that he could fill in by himself. The only thing he remembered was the Blue King's saber penetrating his abdomen, and then black. Anything before that was all a blur, snippets here and there, like scenes of Anna and him sitting atop the rumble of the school grounds, staring up into the sky. He knew that he was at Ashinaka High School and his purpose for being there though most of the previous days events were still foggy, he was sure that he'd eventually remember. But there were still quite a few other questions he needed answering, and to get those answers, he'd have to ask that mysterious purple-eyed girl for the answers.

After leaving the room, Ayame proceeded to the kitchen to prepare lunch for her and her guest. Taking out the ingredients needed for their meal, Ayame began preparing their meal. Has she chopped the vegetables, Ayame began to muse over the likely reactions of Scepter 4 and the HOMRA gang once they found out that the Red King was indeed alive and well. Giggling to herself, she continued her lunch preparations.

Mikoto's head snapped to his right as the door creaked open once again, revealing the slim figure of the girl, a cheery smile plastered across her face. The afternoon sunlight reflected of her pale skin, making it glow.

Ayame approached the bed, her hands holding a tray of food. Reaching the side of the bed, she places the tray onto the nightstand, gesturing to Mikoto to dig in before turning to leave the room to let him eat in peace. Before she could leave however, Mikoto once again grabbed ahold of her wrist, but this time his grasp was gentler than before.

Feeling the Red King's hand snake around her wrist and clasp it gently made Ayame turn around. Facing him with a questioning look, asking him silently what he wanted.

"I have a few questions I was hoping you could answer."

Raising a questioning eyebrow, Ayame silently urged Mikoto to continue with whatever questions he was going to ask while settling herself on the edge of the bed.

"First off what the fucking hell happened and how did I get here?"

Meeting his intense amber gaze, Ayame closed her eyes and took a deep breath preparing herself for the long interrogation that was going to take place.

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