K-Project One Shots

(1)Saruhiko Fushimi--"Love Wins"

You could feel the tears threatening to fall from your eyes. The stinging feeling still present on your now red hand. The alleyway now an area of absolute silence. Your blood was boiling with anger, while your heart was slowly shattering.

"You...You're a piece of shit! The lowest form of humanity." as your words dripped venom the tears fell from your eyes. "I-I hate you! I hope you burn in hell!"

"(Y/N) don't say that." the man in front of you still not showing any emotion.

"No, Saru!" You pushed him away. His back hitting the opposite wall of the alleyway. Your red aura surrounded you as you held a dagger to his throat, a dagger he had given you as a present. "If I ever see you again I will kill you." With those words you moved away from him. Your dagger leaving a small, but noticeable, cut under his chin. Without another glance you left the alley. Your heart shattering as you turned the corner.

------2 weeks later------

A knock on the door woke you up from your drunken slumber. Glancing down you made sure you were still dressed before getting up to answer the door. 

"Hi, Izumo." Your greeting was dry and emotionless like always.

Izumo sighed to himself and held out his hand. "I brought you some aspirin for the hangover and some food as well." You accepted the pain meds and stepped aside as he brought in a tray of food.

Izumo glanced around the small room. Seeing the disarray it was in. Torn up photos, torn up clothes, and piles of liquor bottles littered the small area.

Izumo turned around to see you staring blankly at a photo. A photo you soon ripped in half.

"We're all worried about you, (Y/N). Ever since he left-"

"You mean 'betrayed' not 'left'." You moved past Izumo and grabbed your oversized black hoodie, pulling it over your head.

"Of course." Izumo fixed his glasses as he watched your actions. "It's been two weeks. You need to get out of this room. Out of this bar. Go for a walk or beat someone up. Anything to get you outside." Izumo looked at you with pleading eyes. After a few moments you finally agreed. Slipping on your shoes and grabbing your dagger, you left the bar.

Izumo walked down the stairs just as the front door slammed shut.

"Where's she going?" Mikoto's eyes were closed as he talked. 

"I'm not sure. But anywhere is better than here." Izumo walked the short distance over to the dark oak coffee table. Dropping various pieces of torn photos on it for his king to see.

Mikoto opened his eyes and picked up one of the torn photos. "She do this?" Iumo hummed in approval as he moved back behind the bar. "I take it you want me to do something about it?" again Izumo hummed in approval as he polished a wine glass. Mikoto let out a sigh as he pulled his PDA from his pocket. Dialing a number he never thought he would.

------5 hours later------

You walked through the door of the bar. The bell ringing about you. When you looked up though you stopped in your tracks.

"Ms. (L/N). It's a pleasure to meet you." In front of you stood none other than the blue king himself.

Reisi Munakata.

"What are you doing here?"Your words were dull but spiteful as they fell from your lips.

Reisi simply smirked as he adjusted his glasses. "Your king called me. Asked me if I could help him with something." He smirked once again before you felt someone lifting you up.

"Yata put me down!" you pounded on your friends back as he walked up the stairs with you.  Reisi following close behind.

Yata walked to the end of the hallway. Setting you back on your feet. You turned to see Mikoto and Izumo standing by your bedroom door.

"What the hell is going on!?" the words seethed through your teeth as you glared at all of them.

"Simple. You're going in here." Mikoto pointed towards you door as he talked around his cigarette. "And you're not coming out until your shit is settled."

They didn't give you time to say anything else before shoving you inside. The door locking behind you.

"You really don't want to see me, huh?" that voice. That silky smooth voice that gave you goosebumps spoke up from the other side of the room.

"S-Saru?" You whipped you head around. Meeting the intense gaze of your old friend.

"Do you really hate me?" Saru held up the torn pictures as he took a few steps towards you.

Your brain finally grasping what was happening. You reached into your sleeve, quickly throwing the dagger you had hidden. Saru was quick to dodge it. It getting stuck in the wall beside his head. As he was distracted you quickly lunged forward. Red aura surrounding your fist as you swung punch after punch. One or two hitting him before he grabbed your wrist and turned you so your back was towards him. He held you close to his chest as his arms pressed against yours. You struggled to free your arms but couldn't.

"That's my girl. Just give in to me." You could feel his hot breath on your neck. Feeling the goosebumps on your skin as he whispered in your ear.

"What do you want Fushimi?" Your tone was low as the venom dripped through your words.

Saru quickly turned you to face him. Pinning you between him and the wall behind you. His face only inches from yours.

You could feel your heart pounding in your ears as you screamed to yourself. One part wanted to fight him, to kill him. The other? The other part wanted to kiss him. To finally be able to give yourself to him.

"YOu know why I had to leave (Y/N). I didn't belong here." His words were soft as he spoke. "I never wanted to hurt you." He moved one hand to cup you cheek as the other slide down to your hip. "I love you (Y/N). I have for awhile now." with those whispered words he leaned down, closing the small gap between you. His lips settled on yours in a soft kiss.

You, however, didn't kiss him back.

Saru noticed this and pulled away from you. A confused look on his face.

That's when you slapped him.

His glasses came off his face and fell to the floor. The sound echoing through the room as his head snapped in the direction you hit him.

"That's for leaving."

You then gently grabbed his face and closed the distance between you once again. You smashed your lips onto his. Him quickly reacting and kissing you back.

After a moment you pulled away. Seeing the excitement and lust in his eyes.

"I love you too, Saru."

For once a smile appeared on his lips as he pulled you with him. Your back hitting the softness of your bed as he fell on top of you. Your lips connected again as his hands slipped under your shirt. Feeling the softness of your bare skin.

Outside the door stood a grossed out Yata, a smirking Izumo, and two bored looking kings.

"Looks like my work is done." Reisi adjusted his glasses as he began to leave. "Tell Fushimi he has the next few days off. And Ms. (L/N) is welcome anytime she wishes to see him."

Mikoto simply grunted in response. Also deciding to take his leave.

Clearly they weren't needed at the moment.

*end*