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Chain of Memories: MisakiXReader Chapter 7

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Time passed, and still no sighting of the Seventh King from either parties. (y/n) was just hoping that he maybe passed on to someone else and now maybe her dad was free, but they couldn’t find him either. Little did she and the HOMRA members know that one incident will change the game-play entirely, leading them on a chase after royalty, to stop him from continuing his reign of evil.

~0~

It was a normal evening on a weekend, (y/n) was on the couch with Anna and Mikoto, some HOMRA members were enjoying a drink at the bar, and Izumo was behind the counter, polishing glasses. The door bursted open and in walked Tatara, filming his surrounds with the old style camera he’d always carry.

“Ah~ And here we have our lovely Ice Queen, say ‘hi’ to the camera your highness,” he said, pointing the camera towards (y/n). She giggled and simply waved at him. Mikoto sighed out deeply, “What the heck do you want Tatara?”

“Heh, actually, I was going to invite (y/n) to a great place I know to see the city lights, maybe get some good shots?”

“Oh really? That sounds like fun.”

“Hold on. You sure you’d be able to take care of her? I mean, no offense, but you’re not the best fighter, and if that Seventh King decides to strike, I worry for her safety,” Izumo said from his bar.

“Hey! Come on, it’s been a few months and we haven’t had any incidents, I’m sure one night out isn’t gonna be a big deal.”

“Yeah,” (y/n) said, standing up, “if something should happen, I’ll call you right away. I promise.”

“Hmmm, well, what do you think Mikoto?” Izumo asked him. Mikoto leaned back and closed his eyes, seeming to be deep in thought. After a short while, he opened his eyes and looked at Tatara, “If I see so much as one scratch on her, I’ll tear your-”

“Ok ok!! I already get the picture!! Don’t need to get so descriptive!!” Tatara exclaimed.

“Good. Run along then, and don’t be out too late.”

“Heh heh, sure dad,” (y/n) said playfully, leaning over Mikoto and giving him a kiss on the forehead. He lightly grinned at her, having become used to her daughter-like actions, but he loved it anytime she preformed them. Tatara took (y/n)’s hand in his, “Come my Queen, a night of majesties awaits you,” he said over-dramatically, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles. (y/n) couldn’t help but to blush, even though he’s always done this, much to everyone’s annoyance.

“Heh, sure.”

~0~

“Whoa! This is so beautiful!” (y/n) said as she and Tatara stood on the roof of a building.

“Not as beautiful as you though,” he said smoothly.

“Oh, you’re just saying that,” (y/n) said as she nervously played with a strand of her hair.

“But I’m not,” Tatara said in a sudden serious tone.

“Huh?”

“(y/n) . . . . . . .”

Tatara looked deep into (y/n)’s eyes. She looked away when she managed to figure out what he was trying to say with this, “T-Tatara, I’m sorry. I can’t return your feelings. I . . . . . love someone else.”

She waited for the sound of a disappointed sigh or a grumble, but it never came. Confused, she looked at Tatara and saw that he was lightly grinning.

“Heh, I kinda figured, but can’t blame a guy for trying.”

“What?”

“It’s Misaki, isn’t it?”

“EHH!?”

(y/n)’s face invented new shades of red, “I-I-I-I have no idea what you’re talking abou- . . . . . .” the look on Tatara’s face showed that she wasn’t convincing him in the slightest. She sighed and asked, “Was it really that obvious?”

“Kinda. You would stare in his direction whenever he was in the bar, always try to go on missions with him, you kinda stick to his side, and you seem the most comfortable around him, I’ve never seen you that relaxed even around Mikoto.”

“Since when did you get so observant?”

“I always have been.”

“Really? Cause you seemed be more of an airhead to me.”

“Hey!!”

“Haha, but please, don’t tell him. I highly doubt he’d ever feel the same.”

“I wouldn’t say that if I were you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that he might feel the same way. You’re the only girl he’s ever comfortable around, I’d say that’d make you special.”

(y/n) looked down at her hands and played with her fingers, “Do you really think so?”

“I know so. But, at your highnesses’ request, I wont tell a soul,” he held a finger up to his lips and winked. (y/n) chuckled and thanked him, the two continued to look at the lights as Tatara recorded the scene before them with (y/n) in it. Then they both noticed someone else up there, leaning against the iron rail.

“Oh? Who’s that?” (y/n) asked, pointing at the guy.

Tatara looked at him through the lens of his camera, “Hm, probably someone else enjoy the cities’ lights. Hey, maybe he’ll want to be in a shot too.”

“Don’t bother him Tatara, we don’t know who that is.”

“Aw come on, just asking him can’t hurt.”

“Well . . . .”

(y/n) couldn’t even finish her thought on this, for Tatara walked up to the stranger and introduced himself. She sighed and began to walk towards them, getting ready to apologize for his intrusion on the stranger’s alone time, when she suddenly heard the deafening sound of a gun going off. Her instincts took over and she bolted for the stairs that would lead her out of there, but she saw raced down them at a fast, yet careful, pace, she then noticed something else: Tatara wasn’t behind her. Panic took over reason and she raced back up the stairs, not caring about her own safety, only caring about seeing Tatara safe and sound. (y/n) burst through the door and her blood ran cold at the sight before her.

Tatara lying on his back and a pool of his own blood.

“Tatara!!” she screamed out, running over to his side. She pulled back the jacket he was wearing and that he was shot in the abdomen.

“Oh no. No please no!!” she ripped the scarf off her neck and did her best to dress his wound with it. Blood dripped from his mouth, when he coughed, he decorated (y/n)’s face with drops of it, but she paid no mind to that. She shakily took out her phone, but her eyes were so blurred form tears and her hands shaking so much from shock, she had trouble with calling for help. Her fingers pressed on only two contacts before she pressed the call button.

“(y/n)? What’s up? why’d you call?” Misaki’s voice asked.

“Hey (y/n), everything ok with you and Tatara?” Izumo’s voice asked.

“H-h-h-he . . . . . . Tatara . . . . . . .” she burst into sobs, “sh-shot . . . . . . . dying,” after that, she just couldn’t speak any longer, her phone fell from her hand as she took Tatara into her arms, holding him close to her. He weakly opened his eyes and gave her his best smile through his pain.

“Heh . . . . . don’t worry . . . . . m-my Queen . . . . . i-it’ll . . . all work out . . . in the end . . . .” he managed to utter quietly.

“Y-you’re gonna be ok Tatara!! You’ll see!! The guys are coming . . . . we’re gonna take you somewhere where you can get help . . . . . and everything will be alright.”

Tears fell from her eyes and slid down Tatara’s cheeks, making it look like he was crying.

“(y/n)!!” Misaki’s voice shouted. (y/n) looked back and saw him run towards them, Izumo was right behind him, trying to keep a calm composure.

“Misaki! Izumo! We have to help him!! He’s . . . . . .”

Misaki took one look at Tatara and almost broke down in tears himself, but he held them back and knelt by his other side.

“Hey Mr. Kusanagi!! Get some goddamn paramedics over here!!”

“Misaki . . . . . . . (y/n) . . . . .” Tatara’s weak voice said, “live out your lives . . . .  to the fullest . . . and take care of eachother.”

“Oi, stop talking like that, you’re gonna be fine. We’ll have someone fix you up, and then you’ll be fine,” Misaki’s voice cracked as he talked, his emotions beginning to really show. Tatara lifted his hand and touched (y/n)’s cheek gently, “M-my Queen . . . . . . take care of Mikoto . . . . take care of HOMRA . . . . . . so sorry about . . . this . . . .” with those words, the light faded from Tatara’s eyes and his arm fell limp to the ground. There was now a few bloody streaks on (y/n)’s face accompanying the little specks that already inhabited the skin from Tatara’s hand.

That was the last straw.

(y/n) raised her head and cried out to the starry skies, clutching Tatara’s body close to her. Misaki couldn’t take it anymore either. Forgetting about his awkwardness with girls, he grabbed (y/n)’s shoulder and pulled her close into a tight hug along with Tatara’s now deceased body, hiding his face in her shoulder as he let his own tears go. (y/n) automatically did the same, gripping tightly to his shirt with her free hand, crying so hard she almost chocked on her sobs.

“D-don’t worry, (y/n). W-we’ll g-get the g-guy that d-d-did th-this,” Misaki forced out. He felt (y/n) nod and then cry even harder. Izumo knew there was nothing he could do to console the hysteric teens, so he let them cry out their emotions. He then noticed Tatara’s camera lying there on the ground, he picked it up and was relieved when he saw that it was still in one piece with the tape. Despite the situation, he grinned at the evidence in his hands.

“Perfect,” he said to himself, “don’t worry Tatara, we’ll get the guy who did this.”

Even though he was still in her arms, (y/n) used every ounce of power to keep from looking down at the corpse of her dear friend, not wanting to look into those dead, yet beautiful, eyes of his. She just couldn’t believe that the once jubilant, kind man was alive only a few hours ago, helping her forget about her troubles and keeping everyone’s minds at ease with his goofy nature. He was the spark that kept everyone’s flame ablaze, although, even though he was now gone, the last spark he left now left an inferno behind, even melting (y/n)‘s kind demeanor and now hate and anger boiled in her blood like never before.

Tatara . . . . . I promise, on my title as Queen, I’ll find whoever did this to you and kill him with my bare hands!!
gah!! finally got this updates, although there really isn't much misaki and reader-chan involvement, besides that one little moment, but think of this part as an introduction to me now following the series's story line! now i have to rematch the anime all over again to refresh my memory, it's been so long XD
i was so heartbrokened when Tarara died, i almost cried while typing this T^T
hope everyone is enjoying and i thank from the bottom of my heart to those who've been following me and reading this!! i love you all
comment!! i love them!! ^_^

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Why? Just simply , WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY?! Tatara T^T