"I'm sorry," I whispered and looked at the red head who was smirking. "Could you repeat that I didn't hear you?" He had a evil little smile going on. "I'm sorry!" I felt a tiny smile curl up on my mouth. "What's that?" He chuckled. "Uhg! You heard me! Don't get cheeky all this sudden!" I had stood back up on my feet. ...
Akira's sword of Damocles is falling, much like Mikoto suoh's. Her power allows her to heal his sword and upon doing so her own. The only problem? She has to kiss him to repair their swords. That and the colorless king wants her to kill him and the rest of HOMRA.
She had always been there, hadn't she? There was darkness, then there was red... When a girl kept in slavery finds herself face to face with a member of none other than the famed red clan HOMRA what will she risk for the freedom she hardly believed could exist? -Project K fanfiction -??? x OC! Voting now open! Comme...
