A/N: YES my app is working again! Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot of this story and the character of Ky.
Chapter 4: So Much To Be Told
Ky circled a bored looking Fushimi with her new sword clutched in her hand.
"Hurry up, brat." Fushimi clicked his tongue in annoyance and pushed his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose. Really, so slow…
"I'm just trying to find the right spot…" She snapped.
"Well in a fight the enemy is not going to stop and say "Here, find the best place to hit me!" geez…" Fushimi glared at her, his finger twitching to grab his own sword. He had places to be…this was taking up too much time…
WHACK!
"Gah what the hell Saru?!" She held her now bruising arm.
"You tried to swipe at me and instead of pulling my sword I elbowed your arm." He crossed his arms.
"You'd seriously hit a girl?"
"I didn't hit you, I was simply frustrated and I decided to gesture for emphasis." He smirked slightly to the side.
"Pfft. Yeah, right, c'mon, let's go again. It's my turn to "gesture for emphasis", Saru." She readied herself for his attack. Even if she lost she wanted to impress him...though that was a hard thing to do.
"I can't. I'm late for something I need to do." And with that he turned to walk away.
"Huh?" She ran after him and grabbed his arm. "But what about me? Munakata won't let me go anywhere without you." She frowned and had a moment of self pity since she was basically a pet for Fushimi.
"I'll let you go outside and run around or whatever but you CANNOT be with me for what I need to do. I need some privacy and I never asked to be your baby sitter. So go and meet me back at a lamp post two blocks left from here in two hours, understand?" He turned to face her.
"Yeah thanks, Saru…" She gave him a suspicious look.
"Don't try to run, I'll still catch you." He reminded her smugly.
"Yes sir. See ya Saru!" She grinned and waved as she picked up her own skateboard. Munakata told her she could have it back as long as she didn't ride it inside of the building. It would scratch up the tile and "how unsightly would that be?"
Fushimi watched her hop on and skate away, eager and happy. It reminded him of Misaki…he always loved his damn board after he got it in HOMRA. Speaking of which, he had some things he needed to do and hopefully accomplish. With this, he ran off as well.
Ky stopped in front of the HOMRA bar. This was a bad idea, really…But she missed Yata. Plus, if Fushimi wanted info, she needed to restock her files. They were a year old for God's sake. And didn't he have a girlfriend last time she checked? What was her name…Sarah? Yeah, that was it. Kept trying to brag about getting to second base with her but please even Fushimi didn't believe that one…And it wasn't like the two hadn't seen each other! Fushimi and Yata had had to be partners in many things due to "bonding practices" suggested by the Gold King. Why he cared was beyond her, but she assumed it was because the two clans couldn't constantly be at each other's throats. And whose fault was THAT? Hmph.
"You can do this Ky…just make up some lame excuse. You're doing this for Saru. You can do this…hell, why am I even worried?" She sighed and pulled her hood back.
Fushimi stood at the stop of a building, striding along it's roof boredly as he neared the HOMRA bar. He had done this many times but now it meant a bit more. There was opportunity here! But he had never been romantic with anyone so he might as well hate himself for little practice. He wasn't exactly a traditional lover either, especially since he got off by imaging Misaki pushing his face into the bed and cursing him. Calling him a whore, nothing more than a needy, betraying bastard…his fire would burn him…such a bright red, so hurtful, so scorching…
"Shut up." Fushimi growled at his own mind. This was not the time to be thinking such things. Any minute now and Misaki would come to the back ally to skateboard just like he always did on Saturdays. Any minute…
As she walked in she felt naked. Like everyone was just staring awkwardly; like she didn't belong. And for a moment it was silent.
"I thought maybe I'd visit…if I'm still welcome here." She smiled warmly.
Silence before she felt a tug on her jeans.
"Huh?" She looked down and smiled.
"Why were you gone so long, Ky?" Anna looked up at her with her red eyes, her voice soft as ever.
"I'm sorry, Rosy. I was just really busy and even though I am now, I really missed you all." She smiled and kneeled down, hugging the 11 year old.
Anna hugged her back as she heard her nickname and looked back at everyone else, waiting for a response. Ky had a lot to learn…
"Hey, I wanna know who took my cell phone from the upstairs bat- …Ky?" Yata looked at her.
"Hey Yata." She smiled.
"Man meet me out back, okay?" He smiled then grabbed his board and went out the back door.
She nodded and looked around, puzzled for a moment.
"Hey, where are Mikoto and Tatara?" She frowned slightly as she looked around; figuring Tatara was just upstairs asleep.
"Maybe you should go out and talk with Yata, Ky." Kusanagi motioned to the door a small smile on his face. It didn't look like a happy one though.
Ky gave him a look but nodded and walked outside to the back ally where Yata was practicing with his board, something she knew he did at this hour.
"Hey Yatagarasu." She grinned.
He jumped off and ran over to her, giving her a hug. He hadn't done this to other girls, but Ky was an old friend.
"Where the hell have you been?" He half smiled.
She hugged him back and laughed.
"Pretty busy. Still am, but ya know I missed ya. What's been up with you?" She pulled back.
"Don't you know already?" He joked. Well, it was sort of a joke; after all she probably did already know.
She wasn't thinking about it though so she didn't think to check her files, didn't think to check what had happened.
"So where are Mikoto and Tatara? I didn't see him sleeping on the couch." She raised a brow.
Yata suddenly looked very solemn and he sighed, sitting heavily on the pavement. She sat next to him, afraid to look through his files. It was so unfair.
"Y-Yata?" She pressed.
"J-Just look through my files; I don't want to talk about it." He whispered with his face pale and his eyes foggy. Oh god, was he crying?
"Yata..."
"Do it."
She sighed then closed her eyes. Memories flashed through her eyes: Memories of a fight, of Fushimi, of a man called "The Black Dog", of Mikoto and his sword of damocles. Of some high school with the Red Clan ambushing it and keeping the students on the island academy. Looking for the Colorless King who killed….Tatara…and…and then when Mikoto found him inside the Silver King's new body he killed him but he was so over his power level that his sword fell. Although, before it caused another disaster like the Kagutsu Crater incident, Munakata…killed him…No Blood…No Bone…
"N-No...ash…" She whispered as she took it all in. And after she did she felt a lump form in her throat and felt her eyes become clouded with salt tears. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands as she began to cry, he body lurching when she gasped and cried out.
"No, no it can't be...Tatara was so sweet. And Mikoto, he was your King! I didn't know Kings could die so easily!" When she cried Yata almost did too. He pulled her into a hug and even though he was not good with being comforting, he at least knew the basics. He's had time to get over it...she hadn't.
Poor girl. Yata mused in his thoughts.
Fushimi watched in confusion. He was glad to see Misaki come out, but then Ky showed up. Why was she there anyway? And why was she crying so much? Had she told Misaki that he was now her teacher? ….And…was he that horrible that the mere thought of him made her cry? Well that certainly could not be the case, but still he wanted to know why Misaki was hugging her and comforting her. He knew it was selfish, but he wished it was he that Misaki was holding and not her. He wanted to know what it felt like to be in his arms…to feel his warmth…to have his hands stroke your hair. Mm it must feel nice, yes…
But the two just sat there hugging. What a boring thing after a while, couldn't they at least move over a foot so he could see Misaki's face? Oh there it was. Frowning…well that's not unusual. Fushimi liked his frown, but he more so loved the chestnut haired boy's smile. It was soothing and he remembered when he used to see it all the time. This was diffidently not one of those times.
"I'm sorry, Yata." She pulled away, wiping more tears and sniffling.
"It's not fair of me to sit here and cry when I wasn't even there to experience it all." She continued.
Yata frowned.
"Don't say that. I wasn't there for Mr. Mikoto's death…just because ya weren't there doesn't mean you can't be sad about it." He sighed.
"You're right. I know he meant I lot to you, Yata." Ky touched her friend's shoulder.
"Mr. Mikoto was the best King I have ever known and I would have stayed on that island until death if I had had any choice!" Yata sneered.
"I know Yata, I know. You did what you could, all of Homra did." She knew now, she knew how hard they worked. They might be gang bangers but their bonds were so much deeper than blood. Maybe that was the same for Fushimi.
"Yeah, sure. Can we uh…not talk about this anymore? I just…can't." He looked to the ground.
"Of course." And with that she hugged him again, knowing he needed it.
"I missed you." He mumbled.
"I missed you too." She mumbled back.
They sat like that for a minute before pulling away and sitting on the curb.
"Yata, there's something you should know." She had to tell him…he had to know.
"What is it?" He raised a brow.
"Well since I came back something has happened."
"You're tellin' me."
"Not what I meant."
"Sorry."
"Anyway, when I came back I got captured and was taken to a place called Scepter 4. And now, long story short…I'm training under Saruhiko Fushimi. I'm his apprentice and he's my mentor." She spoke softly, "And…one day I will be a fine member of Fushimi's division." She finished.
Yata was looking at her as if she had grown a second head or was about to.
"Ahaha! You're funny Ky, I had almost forgotten, but now is no time for jokes." He laughed uneasily.
"Unfortunately, this is not a joke Yata. And it's not so funny." She looked at him, waiting.
"Right- What the HELL is wrong with you?!" He asked quickly and stood, glaring.
"Me?! I'm not the one who asked to get pulled into this!" She stood too, trying not to raise her voice.
"You're with Fushimi?! And you still draw that!" He pointed to the mark on her wrist which she tried to hide.
"Of course I do! It still means so much to me." She scratched at it.
"You're kidding right? "It means so much to me" Bullshit! If it meant so much you'd be running away, not just accepting it since you're going to be such a "fine member of Fushimi's division", Ky!" He glared at her.
"I can't run he'd catch me!" She protested.
"Oh please, you and I both know you could do it. You know everything and you know how easy it could be to hide from him. He can't do everything, Ky. The problem isn't that you can't run away it's that you don't want to!" Yata growled.
"You know that's not true!"
"Then let me fight him!"
"No!"
"Why not?! Huh Ky? Why?!" He stepped forward.
"Because he means something to me! You remember when you and he used to be close don't you? He was your best friend, Yata! He meant something to you! And don't you dare tell me he doesn't now." She countered.
"He means nothing to me! He's just a traitor and it seems you are too! I hoped you were back for good this time and that you'd stay with HOMRA like you used to! That you'd continue being a clansman of ours even though you didn't have our powers! Mikoto accepted you, Tatara loved you like a little sister, and so did I! I can't believe you'd stay with a monkey like Fushimi!" Yata looked like he might cry for a moment but then seethed in anger, his red flaming aura starting to give off his body.
"I'm not a traitor! Just because I…" Just because she what? Refused to leave the man Yata had such deep emotions about that he himself didn't understand? Refused to let them fight? Didn't he understand she had no choice? She couldn't just "run away", not with Fushimi on her trail..
"Because you what? Just decided to come back for a visit before you spent the rest of your life with Scepter 4? Well I hope the food is good when your non-air-conditioned room makes the summer a living Hell." He hissed.
"Why are you suddenly being like this, you should be happy I told you in the first place? Saru is not a bad guy-"
"Saru? So that's what you call him, hm? Like you two are just best buddies. Well Ky, I don't have time to sit around the camp fire and sing a camp fire song while holding hands during a spirit dance, so excuse me if I was late to the Friendship Party." He turned to go back inside.
"Yata please wait..."
"No Ky, I'm not waiting anymore! I'm done caring about people. Fuck it all!" He threw a fire ball at the brick wall. He'd never aim at Ky but it still accidentally tinged her sleeve and skin.
"Ah!" She yelped and gave a look to the man in front of her.
Fushimi was appalled. He'd never seen Misaki get so upset with a female before. Wasn't his motto to "never threaten the ladies"? But wow, that one rant kind of stung him. Whatever, it didn't matter. He still had the hate; if nothing….and hate is a strong emotion…just as strong as love…
"…Brat…you're causing problems…" He muttered.
Yata gave her one last glare before going back inside and slamming the door shut. He wanted to be alone now; away from the traitors…two was too many for him.
"Yata…you childish bastard." She mumbled to herself and sat again, looking at her arm and wincing. Nothing horrible, but still…it hurt more emotionally than it ever would physically…
THUD
Something landed next to her and for a moment she hoped it was Yata. But instead she looked up to see her mentor, giving her a grim look.
"What?" She asked.
"You're not going to ask why I'm here?" Fushimi asked, flatly.
"I know why you're here. You're here to stalk Yata." She sighed.
""Stalk" isn't the right word, but alright…are you okay? You got burnt." He pointed out.
"I didn't get burnt." She said softly.
"Then what is that on your arm?"
"I didn't get burnt." She repeated.
"Can I see the mark?"
"I didn't get burnt."
"I get it, I get it. Give me your arm, brat." He took it anyway and looked at the burn. It wasn't bad but surely it was causing a little bit of pain.
"….I didn't….get burnt…" She sighed.
"Keep thinking that. Come on, we need to head back." He stood.
"But…Yata…and Anna, Kusanagi, Bando…I want to see them…" She sounded like a child missing her friends.
"I don't care. Now is not the time to be doing that, not if everyone heard you're with me now. You and Yata can talk lat-" Fushimi stopped suddenly as the door opened and Yata came back out. Fushimi gasped, just being close to him.
"Ky, I...I'm sorry, I need to know: Did I hurt your arm? Are you ok-" He stopped too, his eyes locking with Fushimi's.
Fushimi felt a sadistic grin appearing on his lips.
"Hello, Misaki~" He said, airily.
"Hi, fuckin' monkey…how dare you steal away another comrade of mine! Are you intent on making my life a living hell, Monkey?!" Yata once again seethed that anger, that pure hatred for the taller man.
"You sound like a child Misaki. You think I want to be doing this? My King chose this for me, so shut up, loser. Though…if you really wish to settle it…~" He laughed a little as his fingers glided over his sword's sheath. He could feel the insults coming; he could feel the fire…
"Is there a reason that every time we meet you are so fucking immersed in trying to piss me off!?" Yata yelled. Traitor, traitor, traitor….
"Saru…." Ky gave a warning look to him.
"Stay out of this." Fushimi ordered to her.
"Yeah Ky, you need to stay out of it…this is between me and him…though, maybe you want to help your new best friend, hm? After all, you are his "apprentice" right?" He coldly said.
Ky only bit her lip.
"Eyes on mine, Misaki, only look at me…only look at your opponent~" Fushimi laughed as Yata stood across from him, throwing his skateboard to the ground.
"Prepare to die, ya damn traitor..."
From the inside, Kusanagi watched as he cleaned glasses for the bar.
"Here it comes. Who do you all wanna bet on this time?" He joked, slyly.
"I'm betting a drink on Yata. He seems major pissed." Bando chuckled.
"My money is on Yata too. Even if he can't hit jack shit with that bat of his." Kusanagi put the glasses away, only half kidding.
"….I think Saruhiko will win…a lot more than just this one match though." Anna was soft spoken, but everyone heard this and gave her a questioning look.
"You think he'll defeat Yata permanently?" Kamamoto looked shocked.
"That's not quite what I mean…I think Saruhiko will win a lot more than just battles against Yata…I think he'll win something much more valuable to him…"
And for once, she smiled.
A/N: So there will be a fight in the next chapter, not so much of a spoiler alert, but hey. I'm so glad my laptop actually saved this; I thought I'd have to re-do the whole thing! So now my updates will become regular again. Please review sirs, it only helps and it lets me know you're still reading! Thanks, see you next time!