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K Fanclan official art by Suzuki Shingo. Monthly update #2
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a King, a Rival, and a Friend.
#▌⁞ Some days I do miss rp and then others days no#♔King’s#Mikoto Suoh#Mikoto#Suoh Mikoto#Red King#K Project[K]#[K] Project#Project K
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Count your blessings not your flaws
#- It's been a while. -#♔King’s#Mikoto Suoh#Mikoto#Suoh Mikoto#Red King#K Project[K]#[K] Project#Project K
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𝕀𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖 ℍ𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕤… ♚
▌⁞ My apologies go out to whoever had wanted to interact with my Suoh Mikoto. I know I had been planning some things out with a few of you, but as of right now ( due to reasons I will not get into ) my will to write for him has taken a nose dive straight off a cliff. Maybe one day we’ll make a comeback, but this is what’s going to happen for the unforeseeable future.
- Nina.
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||♚|| ONE THING THAT MUNAKATA HAD to get through that thick skull of his was this simple point that none of the blame was on him for what had happened. Sure it may have been a bit easier to put the fault all on himself, but that was not the truth. Suoh had set through these past few weeks believing that no matter what he did, his reign would not fall. That he would be able to work his way through somehow, or someway. No consequences took root in that head of his, and therefore Suoh paid no mind to any of the warnings given to him by the noble 【BLUE KING】 His loving boyfriend.
Suoh could apologize no more for it would not change a thing.
❝Because this had nothing to do with us. Everything I did was to get revenge for Tatara. To give him peace, and no one else.❞
But it was only ( now ) that an amber gaze had been able to pick up on the mistakes.
His form then turned from Munakata – moving on back towards a familiar seat in which his body used to take place on many times when Suoh had been living. Settling down. Not able to feel his form resting against the cushions which was pretty depressing considering that this had always been one of the softest pieces of furniture he’s sat on. Elbows then steadied to balance on his legs. Face falling to rest in his palms. ( hidden away )
❝…I didn’t mean for this to happen, Munakata. I can’t tell you… how badly I want to come back.❞

That wasn’t possible. No matter how much of Suoh wanted to come back into the living realm, there was no possibility of that happening. Ever. Suoh’s stuck in this limbo, but it might as well be hell.
– - And it wasn’t as if Munakata had not even seen it coming - no, he’d known almost immediately after Totsuka Tatara’s death that Suoh would no longer be an element he stood a chance of controlling. The only chance to save him would have been to outpace him; to find Totsuka’s killer before Suoh did and dealt with them himself. Or perhaps he really should have just stayed with Suoh 24/7 in that cell like Suoh had suggested to him… Let his clan find the killer and then go deal with them. He’d known, as Suoh himself had even mentioned, that there would be no talking Suoh out of it, but… Perhaps he could have done more.
But none of that mattered. He hadn’t done any of those things, and so in the end the only ‘options’ he had were to kill Suoh or let everyone within a one-hundred kilometer radius die. Obviously Munakata had no real choice in that matter, not about to sacrifice thousands or innocent lives for no reason like that. There was no way he’d ever let that happen, so… His ‘choice’ had been made for him.
“… I know that.”
Still, he seems hesitant to say so, due to his thoughts just moments prior - couldn’t he have done more? If he’d just stayed with Suoh in that cell, if he’d forcibly kept Suoh locked away… Might he not have been able to stop him? If he’d taken Awashima’s suggestion of tranquilizing him, if he’d cared less about Suoh’s rights as a human, might he still be alive?
No way of knowing now.
“… I know it was. But that doesn’t mean I couldn’t have done more.”
Seemed like Suoh might have to get used to the idea of haunting Munakata, after all.
“If it makes you feel any better, I haven’t mourned before now.”
That’s probably not helpful, though. As for not being the Munakata that Suoh fell for… Well. What’s he supposed to say to that? Of course he can catch the underlying meaning, but… Should he acknowledge it? Or would it only hurt him more? Too little too late, wasn’t it? Suoh’s dead, now.
“… If you were… If you cared about me that much, why didn’t you listen?”
#regalisdecorum#;;close enough but would Suoh actually cry?!#;;no perhaps not#;;lol#;;but gahh#;;he cant even sit on one of his fav chairs!!#;;how sad!!#♔King’s Queue♔
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– - Well, they both had their own stubborn courses of action; perhaps they did not always make sense, yet for the sake of their pride it isn’t quite so simple to just disregard them entirely. It’s hardly any different than how they are outside of the bedroom, either - neither one giving in too easily, always making a show of this, always something to entertain one another.
They’re equals, in every sense of the word, and neither one of them would tolerate being treated as anything less than such. Not that either one of them would ever try, unless they’re looking to start a more serious fight… Or perhaps if they’re simply playing at it for a time. Hm.
Alas, no need to overthink these things; action is more pertinent, at the moment.
Not that he is going to give in so easily to Suoh’s demands, of course - no, this is about making Suoh remove just a bit of that pride of his for now. If he wants anything this time, he’ll have to play by Munakata’s rules for a while. That kiss is indeed allowed, though, as such actions please Munakata as well, but the taunt simply makes Munakata smirk, keeping his fingers’ movements lazy; pleasure, yes, but not nearly enough.
“Of course I can. But you haven’t asked yet.”
Suoh is surely familiar with this by now - sometimes Munakata is more lenient than others, but today, ah, today he wants Suoh to phrase things as requests, even if he won’t beg.
Though, begging would be nice, too.
||♚|| RIGHT NOW IT DID SEEM LIKE Munakata was really, really working on trying to make Suoh start begging, and hell – if the all mighty 【RED KING】 wished for this part to move along, then perhaps he’d have to set aside his stubborn attitude. There really was ( no ) choice in the matter at all, was there? NOPE, because at this moment the other’s hand had taken hold of that forming erection, but the pace didn’t quite work. Helped in some case just knowing that Munakata was the one pleasing him, but damn.
Suoh wanted so much more.
Damnit.
❝I want you to do better.❞
That ( s l o w ) pace was just agonizing. Like an alternative form of torture and Suoh was just not in it. Hell, no one enjoyed that. He didn’t want this moment to end. Damn. The King leaned forward – resting his head onto the other’s shoulder. His breath was hot ( as always ) Voice had lowered.

❝Shit, Munakata. Don’t be cruel.❞
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||♚|| THIS ACT OF MUNAKATA’S REALLY was a musing – to say the least. Far more entertaining that the idea of sitting around watching television so Suoh could spare a few minutes and continue on to let this 【RAVEN】 like to everyone ( including himself ) The expression worn on the King’s face clearly didn’t hold any key to what may have been going through his mind, But Suoh was prepared with a reply even before Munakata ended his sentence.
That LAST thing he needed was to witness this one passing out or hurling all over the bar. Not only would it be disgusting, but Kusanagi would also blow his top. No one in the city would sleep tonight if that happened. Clearly Suoh was sent in as the only ( guiding light ) towards a better future for the lot of them.
❝Sure, you’re fine. That’s great, but either you’re going to get off your ass and move it upstairs to get some rest, or I’m taking you up there myself. Your choice.❞
Suoh would have no problem at all tossing Munakata over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and following through with the threat. The other may flail around, but he’s sick. Couldn’t be that hard to tame him.
@kingofthree <3′d!
– - “As I’ve already told Kusanagi and Totsuka, I’m fine.”
The flush to his face and the light trembling he’s doing suggest otherwise, but Munakata refuses to admit that he’s feeling under the weather. It’s just a cold - it’s nothing he can’t handle. Sure, he has a headache, and keeps coughing, but he’s up and walking around and can still talk, so clearly he’s perfectly fine, no matter what anyone else thinks.
Totsuka has already tried to gently coax him to lay down, and Kusanagi’s already told him he’s not working today and that he should get some rest, but there are still other things to be done. Munakata can’t rest while he knows that. So it seemed that Totsuka and/or Kusanagi had sic’d Suoh on him - not that he cares. He rarely listens to his King anyway, and this time will be no different!
#;;hello#;;this is you co-captain of the Takes 5000 Years to Reply club#;;HIIII#|| ℬ𝓵𝓾𝒆 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰'𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝒆 ℛ𝓔𝓓#regalisdecorum#♔King’s Queue♔
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“You’re a terrible cook.”
||♚|| SUOH REALLY COULD NOTFIGURE OUT where this comment had come from. Why was having ketchup withpasta noodles considered ( terrible? ) That was kind of the same thing as tomato sauce.
❝Quit your whining.It’s not that bad.❞
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"I'm sorry, but no."
||♚|| AMBER GAZE SLIDES OVERTOWARDS her.
❝Wasn’t giving you anoption. I’m hungry.❞
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||♚|| SUOH HONESTLY DID NOT SEE THE problem with allowing this one to join in the chaos at Homra, just so long as the guys knew that all liquor was to stay clear.
❝Majority of my Clan have the mindset of a child anyway. You’ll fit right in, and plus, there is Anna. She’s a bit older than you. About eleven now, I believe.❞
That young girl was someone that the 【RED KING】 cared for rather deeply. Though he did not say this often, or at all, Suoh did still always do his very damn best to protect her. That same thing went for anyone in the Clan. No one would dare harm a member and get away with it.
He’s clearly extremely relieved, much more relaxed than he was beforehand. He waves his hand in dismissal, however pauses at that last statement. A bar? Would he even be allowed into a bar if he was underage? Maybe with Mikoto’s invitation. “I’d hope I’m not a bad guy. Thank you, sweetie. Though, uh, am I still welcome even if I’m technically only seven years old?” he figures it would be best to ask, just in case. He didn’t want to get into trouble when he showed up.

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>>Byakuya raised a small eyebrow at the statement of him being the RED KING. What was a red king?? Of course he wouldn’t ask..he wasn’t someone who wouldn’t want to make Mikoto to explain this to someone like him. After a moment he nodded his head, lightly scratching the top of his head.<<
“Hm, well it’s very nice to meet you Suoh..if you mind me calling you that. I don’t know which you prefer..so if you have a preferred name for yourself you can tell me alright? I wouldn’t like to anger you..”
||♚||SUOH LIKED THAT THIS GUY seemed to know a little something about respect. Not a lot of people these days knew about that – he being one of them ( for most of the time ) Simple truth, but this was a good thing. At least Suoh knew that he wouldn’t have to threaten to set this guy on fire anytime soon.
❝That’s fine with me. Couldn’t say that I actually give a damn – and you’re Byakuya, right? Is it fine to call you that then?❞
It was also pretty good to have that hint that this one wasn’t going to be quizzing Suoh on the position of the 【RED KING】 either because attempting to explain something like that might go way over his head – was the same for Suoh and he was one of the Kings.
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||♚|| WHO THE HELL…
❝Suppose so. Don’t care too much though. It’s weather.❞
❛ Just a friendly passerby. Not too bitter tonight, wouldn’t you say? ❜
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||♚|| DID THE IDEA THAT THIS WAS simply a game just come to the other as of now, or had the fact of the matter been lingering on the tip of his mind for some time – Suoh had to wonder because this was always rather amusing. Would Munakata keep on wonder as to if his rival was serious in all his acts, or that perhaps all actions were set in motion to therefore continue at some ( rule-less ) play. The 【BLUE KING】 spoke feelings such as being tired of this, but Suoh did not agree. In fact – this only made him flash a smirk. Knowing.
❝You think this is a ‘game.’ You’re pretty amusing, Munakata. Actually, being a thorn in your side Is actually my full time job. Being a King comes in second.❞

Oh, but what good are threats if not brought forth into promise, hm?
Ever the fool, as always. Alas, the once sudden twist of fingers set taut in a sea of blazing red inferno surrender their hold and blue proceeds to compose itself along their chaotic wavelength yet again. To say he hardly expected as such would be as petty a lie as any and therefore, with lips set in a thin ( and less than expectant ) line, perhaps the ardent struggle has come to much expected end.
How short lived…and yet, shorter with each repeated uprising in mere passing. Is such not expected of a flame that continues to burn without purpose? Ah, but of course he was welcome to try ( more than, really ) and so he does, again, because he will stand for no such injustice in his sanctum nor chaos in the world.
「 ♚ 」— ❝ Such a tiresome game we continue to play, would you not agree? Don’t you ever bore of being such an insistent thorn in my side, Suoh~? ❞
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||♚|| TRUTH BE TOLD ON THEIR CURRENT standing, the crew would easily be able to find the hospital. There were small blue signs hanging on every other street corner pointing in the direction of said establishment, but to find some random ass apartment building in a city they didn’t know – little needed to be said. ( they were lost ) Seeemd to be somewhat of a blessing to find this woman in a place like this. Especially if it turned out that she DID know where this doctor was located.
Izumo did his job with conversation. Letting the woman clearly see his oh-so-innocent expression. Who couldn’t trust a man with eyes like an ( angel ) while Suoh rolled his own. The blonde continued to promise the woman exactly what she had asked for, and it would stand as truth. No one in the 【RED CLAN】 was looking to hurt this guy. They had been asked to come here. He had heard the rumors of another cities Kings, and he wanted to see how one worked with their power. Izumo wanted to use the ‘subject money’ to help repair parts of the bar that were destroyed by Yata and his idiotic actions. Suoh tagged along because – well, he had nothing better to do.
❝Nothing will happen to him. You have my word.❞
Suoh was the one to step forward this time – reaching a single hand out to the woman. Making a PROMISE as the 【RED KING】
Throughout the entirety of this interaction, the man in red seemed to be teetering on the edge of ‘kindness’ and 'cruelty.’ His footsteps danced so wildly that she could not pin down to which he belonged – unless he was part of the gray group in which no one belonged to anything in particular. Fickle, ever changing. Neutral.
The tone with which he spoke triggered some kind of response in her head that brushed away her hesitation and the pain in her ribs; it took her over like a machine, and her expression changed completely. Despite the overwhelming power of the men in front of her she tipped her head forward gently, staring at then underneath the brim of her hat – the smallest smile touching on her lips.

“Do you not know where he is?” she whispered, her arms swaying mesmerizingly at her sides, “Do you need me to take you to him, or is it just a nice-to-have? If he was a friend of yours, if you really needed to see him, woudn’t you know where he was?”
Her head tipped to the side, coming with it the rest of her body that swayed precariously in the wind, “Or could it be that you don’t have great intentions and, if I take you to see Kishitani-kun you’ll do something awful? In which case I guess it’s between something awful happening to me and something awful happening to him. I don’t know, we’re not great friends so I guess I wouldn’t feel that bad if something happened… but someone that I care for, cares for him, so…”
Erika breathed a sigh that seemed to release her tension, and bring her expression back to normal, “If I take you to see him do you promise not to hurt him, or his home, or anyone else?”
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||♚|| SUOH DID HAVE TO TRY RATHER hard in order to conceal any laugh that might have erupted in response to this latest claim maid by the other. Entertaining as the joke might have been, he knew well enough that Munakata had been lying off his ass. Perhaps in that of the public eye the 【BLUE KING】 would show off as someone well collected and proper, but behind closed doors within the gaze of just Suoh’s amber eyes – the truth would be clear.
Appeared as though the ( rebellious ) streak would continue a bit longer. Being ‘uncomfortable’ was not quite the right word to suggest for this current situation. By all means, Suoh was absolutely fine aside from the overwhelming desire to leap over that table and take advantage of those glorious lips. This was a beast that did not want to be tamed. Not right now and yet the chains of their kept secret were working their hardest to hold him back. Suoh had to wonder why this 【RAVEN】 of his felt the need to tease.
I’ll get him back.
He shifted in his chair then – making sure that Munakata wouldn’t be able to sneak another ( sly ) move like that. Suoh needed to focus on what he would order. Amber eyes peeked over the meal options. Keeping the menu closer to his face in order to hide any temptation for his eyes to wander past their focus. No. His gaze would keep on target.
❝You’re paying, right?❞

It had been his idea to go out and eat, but Suoh didn’t actually want to spend any money. Plus, he was attempting to be decent company today within the public eye. This ( torture ) or sorts did not add in well to that goal. Munakata owed Suoh for the suffering.
– - Surely, if Suoh were to bring up the effect that Munakata’s gentle brush of skin had on him, Munakata would call him depraved. It had been but a simple, soft touch, not at all implicative of anything obscene - he’d meant more that he wouldn’t mind holding Suoh’s hand, were they not keeping this relationship a secret from everyone ( save for the few who had already clued into it ). Though, well, the thought of having Suoh pin him to a chair and be demanding might not exactly be unappealing…
But Suoh hadn’t said anything, and so Munakata was content to continue on as he had been, brushing Suoh’s sudden movements off as just amusing and somewhat adorable. Only when Suoh said that they both had to behave did Munakata blink, understanding blooming in his mind. Did such a tiny gesture really bother Suoh that much…? Had he really pulled his hand away so quickly because even just that brush of their hands made him want more?
Hm. Perhaps at a later time Munakata would have to take advantage of that information.
“I certainly have no idea what you’re talking about - I always behave.”
Once they were seated, Munakata turned his attention to the menu… But not before letting his leg just ever so slightly graze against Suoh’s under the table. He didn’t linger, wasn’t pushing - just wanted to see how Suoh would react to it.
Call it… An experiment of sorts.
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