Once, twice, shot! [boyxboy]

I'm Your Enemy

Oh damnnn..i’m feeling like writing a hot sarumi. DAMN. In case you guys don’t know its. FUSHIMI SARUHIKO WITH YATA MISAKI .  FROM K PROJECT. THEY ARE SO HOT TOGETHER .

Okay. Here goes nothing.

------------I’m your enemy. ------

The wind slapped my face roughly as I zoomed by in my skateboard, knees slight bent. My beanie was stuck on my head securely, red amber hair smacked on my forehead and some let loose at the back. The bat I held at hand was burning bright red as it burnt. I up powered the skate board even more, letting it accelerate even more. My large t-shirt fluttered violently as the winds abuse ran past it constantly.

My eyes trained into a glare as I stared at the prey in front of me, I gritted my teeth, hands tightened even more till they turned white from the pressure.  Anger and frustration fueled my blood and veins, heart pumping even faster than ever before.

“Fushimi Saruhiko.”

Flawless was he. His dark blue hair, his spectacles, his sliver tainted bluish eyes, straight ironed Scepter 4 f*cking uniform.

In one hand was the red Aura, OUR  Homra trade mark, as the small daggers in his hands glowed faintly. The other hand,  was the traitorous long saber, the blue Aura glowing.  I felt the need to cut off his hands, both and render him useless against me.

“Mi~sa~ki~~~Don’t you know how long you’ve been making me wait? I’m sooooo bored without you” He said with a hint of mockery in his tone.

I swallowed back the urge to let my emotions get the better of me and attempt to punch the lights out of this asshole. I knew, he was much stronger than me.

“YAH MONKEY! WHY ARE YOU HERE, YOU DON”T BELONG HERE ANYMORE. THIS IS HOMRA TERRITORY ! GET THE F*CK OUT!”

 I screamed my lungs out, voice filled with angst, anger, and most of all betrayal.

Fucking betrayal cut like a knife, dug a hole so deep in my heart, I can never hope for it to be healed.

Why?

Was what I always questioned myself when I thought about my dear best friend betraying me.

Fushimi Saruhiko, a name that I used to think so fondly of, now I couldn’t help but think of  it out of spite, anger and hurt.

“hahahha Misaki!!”  His hearty laugh was audibly heard as it sent shivers down my spine. My best friend was laughing at my stupidity once more.

 “Really now Misaki! Hahaha you fell off a tree while trying to save a bird! Hahahha Couldn’t you have thought in the first place that birds can fly and save themselves? HAHAHAH” He continued to tease and laugh at me, his cheeks tinted with a pretty pinkish blush, hands slapping down on his lap as he tried to but failed, to contain his laughter.

I shot daggers at him, sending vibes of “I’m gonna be angry if you don’t stop” in a childish manner. He tried I guess, bit his bottom lip as his lips trembled violently. Once again, he broke out into hysteria laughter. I elbowed him hard in the chest before leaving him, gasping for breath.

Too bad for him! Hmph!

“Missaakiii!! Don’t leave me like this…”  I heard his cries for help slowly fading as I walked away from the scene, leaving him to face the shame on the school hall way floor.

We joined the “Homra” together. Our clan. My clan.  We formed bonds. We made bonds with everyone else. We gained powers together. We trained together…