I got into fights all the time whether I was in school or walking home. My parents said that I was always like this. I got into a fight with the kendo leader that afternoon. It was after lunch and he pushed my buttons. I punched him and the fight started. "Suoh you're as wild as ever." "Oh yea Munakata, well your face is as annoying as ever." "Hey maybe you'll be the next Red King Suoh." A boy behind me jeered. The crowd started laughing at me and I felt a rage I never felt before erupt inside me.

"Shut up shut up SHUT UP!" The rage exploded as I attacked him. It grew and grew until I exploded. Red flames erupted from me and the crowd backed up. "I I was just joking." Munakata and I kept on fighting as those flames grew. I dodged his attacks and threw punches and kicks, but that bustard reflected them all. I threw the fire at him but it missed and nearly hit three girls. The girls ran away screaming followed by the crowd. Students ran into each other trying to get away from me.

I sent Munakata flying into the stone gate and attacked the rest of the kendo club. I couldn't control myself. Munakata looked into the sky and gasped. "Suoh calm down!" he yelled. I heard him but couldn't stop. "MIKOTO!" I felt something hit my back and my vision got blurry. I fell to the ground as the object was pulled out. I rolled over into my back. The last thing I saw was the Red sword of Damocles in the sky above me the world then went black.

I awoke with my arms cuffed behind me to a chair. "he's awake." A light went on and men came over to me. They were wearing golden bunny face masks. "Mikoto Suoh." "Yea, want do want?" "You are now the new Red King." "WHAT!" they told me all King related stuff, you know the usual B.S. then I got released. I walked, no, I ran to the bar Izumo had just got. I fell on him crying and telling him what had just happened.

I was polishing the bar table when Mikoto came bursting through the front door. "Mikoto hey what's wrong?" I put down the rag and walked over to him. He fell on me crying hysterically trying to tell me something. Five minutes later I got him to calm down enough to tell me what happened. The fight with his friend, the flames, and the visit to the gold king. "I don't want it!" he cried. I just held him as he cried to sleep right there on my new couch.

The next week I took care of him. He was like a scared child. Every time he flamed up it scared him to death. Red flames surrounded him scaring him. "Mikoto. Calm down. You're going to be ok." Mikoto uncurled from a ball stretching out across the couch. "Now what should we call this bar?" I asked him. He looked around and said "HOMRA."

I was walking back to HOMRA after school when it happened. I just happened to look behind me to see a toddler following me. She had to be at least two or three years old. Fair skin, short neon blue hair and eyes that burned bright orange. The girl had nothing on her. I looked around. No mother in her right mind would let her child walk around alone and naked for that matter. No mother came so I looked back at the girl. She had disappeared.

I walked to the bar. Maybe the mom had got her when I wasn't looking. The next day she was following me again. And the next day and the day after that. When I got to a certain point on the way back she disappeared yet again. It didn't start to bug me until I was at school.

I was in health class the last class of the day for me. "Now when the body is in an extreme state of cold you catch hyperthermia. This can cause death if untreated." "What causes it?" a girl asked. "Falling into a river during winter or being soaked in this rain. Children the elderly and infants are mostly at risk." I jerked around. That child, that girl, she… "DAMN IT!" I ran out of the classroom and out of the school into the rain.

I walked back my normal route looking for her. Panic starting to set in. where is she? I checked every alley on the way back. Then I turned around and there she was. Rain rolled off her wet hair and skin. She sneezed. Quick as a flash I put my school sweater around her and raced back to HOMRA with her in my arms.

I dried off the bar table when Mikoto burst through the door holding a child in his arms. Both of them were soaking wet. He unwrapped the girl as I got blankets and towels. As I dried off the girl Mikoto dried himself with a towel. "Now what?" we were sitting in the middle of the wooden floor with the girl between us. "She's got to have a mother." "Yea I know." Mikoto snapped at me. "Mikoto be nice." "Mi-Mi-Miko." Both of us look at her. "Miko." She repeated.

"Yes, yes ok, thank you." I hung up and looked over to them. "Hey Mikoto." "Yea." "I called the police. They said to summit a missing child form on their site." "Ok you do it." "What?" "I'm busy." He told me. He was on his back lifting the girl into the air. She laughed. I summated the form as Mikoto continued to play with her. When I finished the form he was giving her a pony ride. The smile on his face appeared only when he was with her.

That night I read the newspaper as Mikoto showed her a picture book. "This is a fierce dragon." She pointed in the book. "Cat, dog, wolf." "Maybe you should do the sounds so she'll be able to tell them apart." Mikoto glared at me. "Then you do it!" "Fine." I sighed. I put down the newspaper and scooted over to them. She pointed to the cat. "Cats go meow." "Mikoto you have to pretend you're it. Here like this. Meeoow." Mikoto did the next one. "Woof woof." This time I glared at him. "Rrrooffff rroffff." She giggled. Next she pointed to the wolf. We both threw our heads back and howled. "Rooo." She tried howling. Then, "AARRRROOOOOO!"

We both just sat there in shock. She sounded like a real wolf. Mikoto smiled as he hugged her. He was happy. I frowned. What would happen when parents came to pick her up? I knew Mikoto wouldn't give her up that easily. The next day when he was at school the phone rang. I picked it up. "Hello?"

When I came back from school Izumo was frowning. "They found her parents." He told me. Holding the child I followed him to an alley. One look at me and the gangs backed off. We wandered around until we found the rundown house where the parents lived. Izumo knocked on the door. Inside we heard yelling and the child whimpered. The door opened and a gruffy looking man came out. I spotted the wife peeking out from behind the wall. She had fresh bruises on her.

"What do you brats want!" the man yelled at us. He looked at me and spotted the girl. "What are you doing with my kid." "We found her." Izumo told him. "What dumbass lets their child walk around naked and alone." I told him. That did it. He charged at me as Izumo took the girl. He punched me and I fell to the ground. Then he stepped on me. "What did you call me?" he demanded. When I didn't answer him he grabbed me by my hair and twisted me around slamming me into the wall. Right side of my face pinned against the wall he looked me in the eye and repeated the question.

"You are a dumbass." I told him. Locking me in a death grip his free hand grabbed my throat chocking me. I couldn't breathe. "MIKOTO!" I heard Izumo yell. I let the flames go and they ran wild. The man released me as he got burned.

Mikoto's eyes went red and his power erupted. Lightning in the sky got my attention. The sword of Damocles formed and Mikoto attacked him. Standing back his sword lit up as lightning raced down it and towards the man. A second later all that remained was ashes. Mikoto froze and his power shut down. Fear gripped him as he took a step back. The man gone in a second. The gangs that were watching stepped back. Mikoto looked around him. Me the gang the girl and the mother that came out still had fear in our eyes.

Before I knew it the girl was hugging my right leg. I looked down and saw her smiling up at me. "Zina!" her mother called. Zina raised her arms wanting up. I picked her up and she petted me. Smelling vanilla coming from her I calmed down. The mother waved for us to come inside. Izumo and I walked inside the house. She cleaned up the table best she could. "You boys hungry?" she asked us. We both nodded.

She put out two extra bowls filled with soup and sat down. She told us that the man had a one nighter and kept her a trophy. When Zina was born he became violent. She pulled out a form and placed it on the table. The form was transfer of custody. Her name was already on the approval lines. All that was left was the new guardian.

We looked at the form. Finally I put down my name and signed. Izumo Kusanagi. Zina now belonged to us.