I DO NOT OWN K OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! If I did...Mikoto wouldn't have died in the anime...

It was a normal day for the residents of Shizume City, Japan. Everything was perfect and fine for everyone but not for these two young men. They were friends turned enemies, Saruhiko Fushimi, an ex-HOMRA member and current Scepter 4 member, and Misaki Yata, HOMRA member. Those two, that very day, met up and fought in a street no one ever used anymore. They exchanged blows and dodged the others attacks if they could. They both deep in their hearts knew they loved the other but due to their stubbornness and cowardness in confessing to the other, they fought. For more reasons than one.

Saruhiko swings his sword at Misaki rapidly with the other dodging and blocking the dark blue haired man's attacks the best he could. Somehow today, Saruhiko had the upperhand which Misaki found hard for him to believe. The Blue Clan member slashed at Red Clan member's stomach, forcing the shorter male to move backwards to avoid being hit. The taller male took the chance to take one of his knives and throw it at the other. Misaki, noticing the knife at the last second was about to move his head out of the way from gaining fatal damage; but got a nasty cut on the right side of his forehead. Blood slid down his face blocking his eye sight momentarily.

Saruhiko took this as an advantage and swung his sword at him again, causing the chestnut haired male to move backwards and miss stepped falling backwards hitting the ground, knocking the wind out of him. Saruhiko took the advantage and aimed to stab Misaki directly into the chest with his sword thinking that he would be able to dodge that attack. Misaki, was quickly trying to recover from having the wind knocked out of him, didn't see the blade coming down on his chest and was stabbed. Two pairs of eyes widen in shock and surprise for two different reasons. Misaki lifted his head up to stare at where the blade had entered him, "D...Directly...into...my...chest...heh.."

He coughs up blood, it slowly slides out of the corners of his mouth as his gaze went from the blade to its owner. Saruhiko's eyes were wide as he gripped the handle tighter and fell to his knees straddling the dying male. Saruhiko couldn't process what he just did and what's happening as he looked down at his ex best friend and secret crush, tears falling from his eyes. Misaki smiles slightly, more blood trickling from the corners of his mouth and as the blood spread out on the ground surrounding his body.

"Heh..." He stares at his ex-best friend, "Y.. You're... crying...Why...the hell...are you crying..?"

Saruhiko could only stare, tears falling from his eyes at the chestnut haired male, "That's a secret..."

Misaki merely smiled a sorrowful and pained smile," I'm..dying and...you won't...tell me...why?..." He chuckles quiet and humorlessly to himself, "That...seems ...like... you.."

"W-What can I say?" Saruhiko sobbed out quietly, tears falling down his cheeks.

"Anything...Baka.." He replied back in pain, blinking a few times to try and get rid of the black dots in his vision as he coughs up blood.

Letting out a weak laugh, Saruhiko comments, "...I never wanted you to actually die..."

Misaki reaches out with a blood-coated hand and touches gently touches Saruhiko's cheek, feeling his body grow numb as darkness seeped into his vision, "I... guess... I wasn't... fast... enough... to dodge... you... attack.."

Saruhiko's eyes widen a bit and held onto the dying HOMRA member's bloody hand against his cheek. "Misaki..." he cried out quietly, his tears mixing with the others blood.

Tears swell up in Misaki's eyes before sliding down his cheeks overflowing as he let out a small sob, his vision turning blurry and darker, "Gomen... Saruhiko.. Gomen..."

"I should be saying that to you..." Saruhiko replies, tears flowing down his cheeks as he looks on helpless at him.

Misaki shakes his head slightly smiling slightly, "No... It's... my... fault... I... pushed... you... away..so... many... times... you... only... wanted... to be... near... me... look... at... what... I... caused... Gomenasai... Saruhiko... Aishiteru..." His eyes slowly fall shut, his body becoming limp as his life fades away.

This is based off a role-play I did when someone else online. I was Misaki and he was Saruhiko. So yeah. Review, Favorite, Follow, Do what you want to do.