Fic  : If... Blue&Red

Form : [K-Project] 

Pairing : sarumi  

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Fanfic based on a short-lived rift. As the new card comes out And someone teased that there might be a Saru fic as King Blue. and teased that Yata-chan won second place. Became queen from the voting results on cards (gah)

I can't help but think if these two will repeat the same cycle of their parents like King and Queen (haha).

"If Saru becomes the King of Blue and Yata-chan becomes the King of Red, what will happen to their relationship that goes hand in hand with someone having to meet the fate of the fallen Democracy Sword?"

This installment is a bit dramatic. But personally, I think "I'll Kill You" is a Dark Confession Black Romance is good.

v=,,,,,,,  //

Most importantly, it's perfect for Saru to be the one who talks to Yata-chan (haha). Besides, we say that being a king is nothing good. Aside from waiting for the day of death by the falling sword Let other people kill themselves. // Take away.

We hope that Gora won't harm our Sarumi in such a way that Yata-chan will become the Red King. Fushimi has become the Blue King. //Srub

I hope everyone enjoys the fic. Anyway, please comment. We want to know if it's fun or not.

Keep dreaming

Even without asking

To the future that was destroyed by my own hands

Yata Misaki was startled in the middle of the night. The pillows on the bed were damp with a mixture of sweat and tears. A young man of twenty-six with a youthful face that didn't suit his age. Biting your lip tightly

over and over again

Mikoto-san, have you ever had a dream like this?

Tears flowed down my cheeks without realizing it. This dream he remembered better than ever before. It's so real it's scary. Really like the smell of burnt meat. The smell of human blood and the screams of people he knew. Destroyed by the red flames in his hand.

He didn't want to use this power to hurt anyone.

The power of a king that is like the person you respect. It should be used to protect, not destroy.

Yata sobbed quietly. Even though he has grown up and passed the age of puberty, But the symptoms of a person who had just woken up from a nightmare were similar to those of a small child. If it were a normal time, he would probably keep his mouth shut and show no signs of weakness.

“Saru”, the owner of the name next to him There was a lump in his throat, like he was upset about being woken up in the middle of the night. But he didn't show any anger at the little person.

Fushimi Saruhiko opened her eyes to look at the other person in the darkness. The dark blue eyes that once looked at the other person clearly through the lenses of his glasses were now blurred to the point where it was difficult to see and had to squint. But he could sense the other person's expression.

"Nightmare, Misaki?" The taller man pulled the smaller man into an embrace. Reaching out to wipe away the stains from his eyes, he moved his hand to gently rub the other person's head. It seems to be comforting. The other party's body trembled. His hands tightened on his shirt.

“Sword… Democracy Sword…. It…” No matter how hard he tried, his voice still trembled. Can't keep various symptoms hidden Fushimi tightened his hug even more.

"It's okay, Misaki."

"nevermind"

“I will kill you myself.”

Yata Misaki's expression became calmer upon hearing those words. It wasn't a terrible threat of murder. Until having to stop embarrassing behavior like crying But it was a comforting word to the new Red King. At the destination, there may be the same inescapable fate as Suo Mikoto.

The king's fate was tragic.

Even at the peak of all power

In the end it must fall. with your own power

Fushimi Saruhiko knows that well. As the Blue King The opposite color must be offset by red.

This world… this stone… is so cruel.

In the end, the thread of fate returned to its original form.

Yata Misaki was chosen by the stone with the same red fire power as Mikoto Suoh, but he was chosen by the stone with a different color. and became the supreme leader of the Scepter Four.

Although Yata's condition was better than the previous Red King's condition, Corrosion does not decay quickly. There is no energy leak like wild animals. There is no need for anyone to pull the chains. But the people in his arms became worse every time he released the Democracy Sword into the sky.

The owner of dark blue, somewhat black hair ran his fingers through his dark orange hair, which was longer than it had been in the past. It had grown so long that it had almost returned to the shape it had been in when they were just 15, a time when they didn't have to care about the outside world.

“Don't worry, your Democracy Sword won't fall. Because I will kill you with my own hands,” the owner of the embrace repeated. Amber eyes that had flickered, became calm as they heard those words repeated until they were sure.

“Then I will kill myself after you. Misaki won't be lonely." Yata let out a soft laugh. When the person who spoke out was 'Saruhiko', it was very convincing. If it had been many years ago, he would have definitely retreated further away from the person in front of him. But now it's different. with an overlapping position between a king and a mass murderer Talking about death as if it were normal is no longer strange.

“You are about to break your promise.”

"Ah, that's right. Sorry, Misaki can only kill one person in my life."

“Yes, you stupid monkey, if you want to die, you can only die by my hand.”

Fushimic smiled. When the person in the embrace is regaining consciousness and returning to the original Yatagarasu. The taller person made eye contact with the smaller person. His lips pressed softly. On the forehead of the Red King

“Saru…”

“I told you, don't worry, I'll kill you myself. If you unconsciously release your energy when you sleep, I'll take care of Misaki myself." The hand that held his sword pulled him into a hug. Feel the warmth of the other person and the sound of your heartbeat.

“Sleep now, I have a meeting in the morning.” The comforter heard a soft reply from someone. It didn't take long for the person in his arms to fall back into sleep again.

In the future

Their fate would not be beyond the footprints left by the two previous kings.

But it's only this moment...that asks them to be by each other's side.

Until… the tip of the king's sword falls back to the ground.

Until... death comes and separates us.