A watched pot never boils.
The spiky haired with rectangular glasses walked around the city circles. He glanced in each corner and saw a peaceful place. He clicked his tongue and kicked the stones on the group. It became less interesting for him since the day that the Slate was destroyed. His life was nothing but shades of black and white. No more clans, no more strains to catch, and no more annoying person to take care of. The bored guy went to get something to drink. He noticed a piece of cloth stucked between the vending machine. He was startled to see Anna Kushina, HOMRA's previous King stucked on a vending machine. Fushimi sighed and pulled the little girl out of her frustration. Anna fixed her dress and got two soda from the vending machine. "Thank you, Saruhiko-san", Anna gave the soda to him. "Why are you out of the HOMRA's territory? Without your powers, you're just a kid", Fushimi looked down at her. "You never changed Saruhiko-san. Depending on powers...", Anna commented. "It's natural. You need power in order to feel superior and confident", Fushimi lazily moved his hands in a demonstrative manner. Anna rolled her eyes and started to walk away. Fushimi's eyes were fixed upon the sky. "I beg your pardon, can you please be a model for our magazine?", a middle aged man asked. Fushimi looked at him with dull eyes. "I'm not interested", Fushimi answered. "That is such a waste. We can talk about how much you cost", the middle aged-man blurted. Fushimi chuckled and pinned the man on the wall. "Mister, I already got 10 scoutings from different people and you are just one of the candidate for my answer so dont act cocky", Fushimi threatened. The man got scared and ran away. He received a call from Awashima.
Seri: Fushimi, the Prime Minister gave back the order for us to continue as Scepter 4. Captain is summoning us back.
Fushimi: A clan without any powers. It's less interesting
Seri: We'll be waiting till afternoon. I hope you'll show up. In any case, we'd be looking for another Third man in Command.
Fushimi: Regards....
Fushimi ended the call. He continued walking at the endless streets of Tokyo looking for something to amuse him. "Kyah!!!", he heard someone fell from the 4th floor of an apartment building. He went to check on it and saw a girl entangled into clothe lining. Her long blone hair falls on the ground. Fushimi went to have a closer and saw her light blue eyes. He was taken back since it reminded her of someone. The blonde girl stood up and fixed herself. She's pajama with pair of slippers on her feet. "What happened?", Fushimi asked. The girl averted her eyes and bit her lips. Sooner, group of men gathered around. They were all wearing masks. "I hate seeing gangs", Fushimi yawned. The girl took a piece of metal scattered on the alley and tried to swing it to one of the suspicious men. Fushimi watched in amusement. "Arent you going to help me?", the girl shouted. "You just tried to kill yourself. Why would I help you?", Fushimi yawned again. The group of mask gang gathered around Fushimi. They all fell down in a split of seconds. The girl's eyes widened. After sometime, her vision became blurred and eventually fainted.
Character introduction.
Name: Aizawa Nami
Age: 18
Height: 5'4
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Light blue.
Appearance: She has an innocent aura. Completrly opposite of Fushimi. Her bangs is covering her left eyes.
Nami opened her eyes and noticed that she's already in her room. "Good morning", Fushimi greeted in a dull voice. Nami looked at the edge of her bed and saw a spiky haired man lying down. Nami sat straight and gripped on her blanket. "Those guys that are here a while ago... Who are they?", Fushimi asked. "My father left with a debt of 4,0000,000 yen", Nami coughed. "That's why they've been bugging me everyday", Nami explained. "That must have been tough. And that explained why you tried to take away your life? So bad it wasnt a success", Fushimi chuckled. Nami looked at her wounds and they were completely tended. "Did you-", Nami was cut off when she saw Fushimi sitting next to her. She pushed him out of the bed. "I'll call the police at once", Nami threatened. "Go ahead", Fushimi made a distance and walked around her room. Nami called the police. Soon, men in Scepter uniform entered the apartment. "Sir?", Domyouji bowed. "Sir?!!! You are calling this indescent man as Sir?", Nami shouted. "Our apologies but you can complain to us later. We have to fetch him for our meeting", Akiyama bowed and dragged Fushimi at the van.
Scepter 4's Headquarters.
Fushimi walked heading to the meeting room and saw a lot of new faces. "Where's Fuse and Daiki?", Fushimi asked Akiyama. "They decided to continue as civilians", Akiyama answered. Fushimi studied the area and a lot of things have changed. It was only 3 months since the destruction of Slate. Munakata Reishi, the former Blue King, sat in the middle of the room. They discussed about being in partner with the defense police and also with rules and regulations. After hearing a lot, Fushimi decided to resign as the third man in command. He walked down the stairs and saw a familiar girl rushing to the meeting room. "Ah, suicidal girl?", he pointed at her. Nami looked back and saw him. "Thanks to you!!! I was late for my meeting", Nami glared at him. Fushimi just waved his hand and left the building.
Hello again readers!!!
Someone asked for a sequel so I might as well abide with that request.
Then... Hai hai~
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Trust II
Fanfiction"Because I am your King, I'll be crawling back to you". I held on those words but days, months, and a year passed without a sign that she'd fulfill that promise. Still... I was waiting. Until... I grew tired Eventually... I stopped. Here's a sequ...
