A King's Instinct

As a King when you experience a feeling of unease, usually bad things follow.

Fandom: K Series

Pairing: Reisi Munakata/Saruhiko Fushimi

Rating: T

Chapter 1 Square Filled: Hostage Video

Chapter 2 Square Filled: Put your gun down and step away

Tags: badthingshappenbingo, Put your gun down and step away, hurt Fushimi, blood, violence, angry Munakata, kidnapped Fushimi, protective Munakata

Created for badthingshappenbingo

Chapter 2: Put your gun down and step away

"Keep walking Blue," Fushimi couldn't help but stumble as he put weight on his injured leg. Fushimi grunted as a rough hand shoved his shoulder, forcing him forward.

"I don't know what you're expecting to happen when the Captain gets here, but it won't go turn out the way you're expecting." Fushimi was doing his best to keep his voice even and not show how much pain the bullet in his thigh was truly causing him.

"You're nothing but a pawn in this game Blue, so shut up and do your damn job." The masked man who had taken him grunted and shoved him forward once more. Fushimi gritted his teeth, he hated that he had been caught off guard on his day off, hated that he had been taken and hated that he was being used as a hostage to get to Munakata. Fushimi knew he was better than this; his fingers itched to curl around his saber or his knives and gut this man.

Fushimi tugged at the cuffs again, hating how they were parodies of Specter 4's. They were keeping his hands apart and rendered them useless. This man had rendered him useless with cuffs and a bullet in his thigh and Fushimi hated it.

"This is where your precious Blue King will meet his end, I'm sure you would prefer not to watch." The man sounded amused as he yanked Fushimi to a stop. Fushimi couldn't help but cry out as his injured leg was brutally kicked and he crashed down onto his knees as pain laced his body.

"Fuck you," Fushimi coughed out before swallowing a gasp when his head was yanked back and a cloth was roughly tied around his eyes as a blindfold. Fushimi stilled when he felt the cool metal of a gun press against the back of his head.

"Come out, come out where ever you are Captain Munakata! Do it or your subordinate gets a bullet in his skull!" Fushimi's kidnapper shouted out and Fushimi heard familiar footsteps approaching.

"Put down your gun and step away," Munakata kept his voice steady even if he felt rage and fear bubbling his gut at the sight of Fushimi forced down onto his knees with his hands bound, eyes blindfolded and a gun pressed to the back of his head. It was a sight he never expected to see and never wanted to see again.

"You're not the one who is holding all the power here Captain." The masked man sneered as he dug the tip of the gun harshly against Fushimi's head, the action-forcing Fushimi to bend forward further and fresh blood to bubble up from the bullet hole in his thigh.

"You are mistaken if you think for one moment that you do." Munakata's voice grew cold as his eyes blazed with his restrained flames.

"Oh am I?" The man laughed and shifted his arm that held his gun. Munakata let his aura flare to life and engulf him, the Blue Sword of Damocles formed in the sky above as the Blue King lunged forward with incredible speed.

Munakata's saber was drawn and sheathed in a blink of an eye. Fushimi was in his arms a few feet away from the man who dared to kidnap him and the two were shielded by the Blue King's protective aura.

"Your mistake was taking what is mine," Munakata said coldly as he watched as the unknown man collapsed to the ground in a spray of blood, limbs neatly sliced off and the man's heart had been easily stopped.

"C-Captain?" Fushimi whispered as the blindfold and cuffs were burned away with the cool touch of the King's blue flames.

"Do not worry Saruhiko, you are safe now," Munakata promised as he looked down at the injured man in his arms with a serene smile on his lips.

"Ah, thank you, Captain." Fushimi felt his cheeks heat up at the smile and protective words.

"You can thank me later, perhaps over dinner. For now, however, we must get your thigh looked at." Munakata said as his aura lifted both him and Fushimi off the ground and the flames directed the two back towards Specter 4.

"Captain!" Fushimi clung to the older man who simply chuckled as the world blurred around them.

Munakata tightened his hold Fushimi, taking extra care of his precious cargo and mind already planning out their upcoming dinner date. He would deal with whomever that man was later; he had something more important to handle for the foreseeable future.