This is just a random two-shots writing inspired by friends and an anime I had recently finished.

Didn't really turn out the way I want it. I'm so hard on Fushimi Saruhiko trying to idealise him.

Review is always appreciated. I may get inspiration to improve the next chapter from here. Enjoy! :)

Deviation

It was a weird sensation. He felt groggy one second and found his face cold on the ground grabbing the precious watch before he lost his consciousness. His last thought was.

"I wish we had never met..."

The next second he sat up on the bed. Glancing around, he realized he was in a hospital. He slapped his face on his hand.

"You're awake, Fushimi." The young man could barely make out a boy slightly older than him in black hair greeted him with a smile.

"It's just Kusuhara." He called his name unfazed. The senior was the only one who was always stuck with him like glue.

"How could you say that, I specially came here to visit you?" Kusuhara Takeru acted as though he was cheated of his feeling by his lover.

"You obviously know I'm joking." Fushimi said turning his head away on purpose. "I'm going back to sleep."

"Hey!" Kusuhara protested playing along.

"The doctor said you fainted from the shock during the mission." He sat by Fushimi's bedside.

"You had hit your head and were out for cold for three days. Kusuhara-kun had been worried." a new voice was heard from afar. Tamura, Kusuhara's companion, their senior added. He just stepped into the room in clutches. Kusuhara smiled apologetically at Tamura.

Tamura sighed as he was helped by Kusuhara to the chair.

"I'm glad you were out cold, you won't believe what had happened to this guy!" Tamura locked Kusuhara around his neck with his arm and was about to punch him on his head before Fushimi interrupted them.

"Did he mess up?" Fushimi stared at Tamura's cast on his leg and turned to Kusuhara.

"No way. He did well. I never would have thought he was one of those who held super power like those we were facing. With him by our side, we will be invincible when we handle robbers with supernatural ability." Tamura continued excitedly. Initially he was skeptical of his ability but they could have died way before the "special ops team" arrived.

"Err… Senpai…" Kusuhara swallowed his saliva. He had something to say. Fushimi and Tamura were both in hospital since and hence they would not know about it. Kusuhara stood up and bowed to Tamura.

"I'm sorry for disappointing you but I'm transferring out." Tamura's eyes widened in response. He paused for a moment. Fushimi was a little worried for Kusuhara. Tamura's face then broke into a smile.

"Ah… I see… you had made it! Because of your ability, you have been promoted. Good for you."

"Sort of…" Kusuhara scratched his cheek.

"Congratulations! When are you leaving?" Fushimi spoke up. Kusuhara smiled at his friends who were supportive of him. It was a hard decision to make when the young commander of the special ops had invited him to join them. It was a team he was watching in awe as they took over from there and neutralizing the threat. He could see a sword-like structure appearing in the sky above the commander as he wielded his sword. Fushimi watched Kusuhara's expression carefully. He was happy for him. He had heard rumours of the Special Force ops and people with special powers. Fushimi had even researched on them through his secret hobby of hacking.

"We'll hold a farewell party for you!" Tamura cheered. "Fushimi, you'll come right?"

Fushimi nodded in agreement being lost in thought for a while.

"Are you okay? I...I know the kid's d..." Kusuhara said to Fushimi in a tone as gentle as possible but was cut off by Tamura who grabbed him by his shoulder frantically shaking his head.

"Huh? What?" Fushimi wondered as he froze all the sudden. He felt a sudden sharp pain flashed through his skull. He thought he saw a kid fell by an invisible bullet in the bank before he blacked out. His eyes widened in shock but he came back to his senses when he felt Kusuhara's hand on his back.

"Don't worry about it, Fushimi." Kusuhara said recalling the darkest secret Fushimi had shared with him. That was the reason why Fushimi joined Metropolitan Police Department, to protect the safety of the civilians so that certain incident would not happen again.

But he failed again.

"I wish I'm sharp enough to intercept the bullet. He was just a little boy. Fushimi must be devastated." Kusuhara could not stop berating himself when he sat outside the corridor with Tamura who was shaking his head grabbing on to his shoulder to comfort him.

Fushimi was discharged a day later. He was in his usual beige woolen sweater and jeans and his black hair was straight and neatly combed. He was greeted by a girl with brown hair tied in two ponytails at the reception of the hospital seemingly here to visit him.

"Aya." He greeted nonchalantly as soon as he spotted her upon exiting from the lift.

"Saruhiko, you got hurt again! Aya is so worried for you!" Oogai Aya pointed her fingers at Fushimi with a stern look.

"I wasn't… " Fushimi decided not to argue with her. She was genuinely concerned for him and he could feel it.

"Aya can't allow my rival to fall before defeating him! Aya won't acknowledge this!" They were in a cab on their way to Fushimi's home.

"Aunty was worried." Aya added folded her arms.

"She is worried?" Fushimi scoffed thinking it was a joke. His dad, Fushimi Niki was a jerk who had been missing since god knows when and his mum Fushimi Kisa probably could not be bothered with him. Ever since he decided to join the police force instead of helping out in Kisa's business after graduating from High School, Kisa had washed her hands off him. He did not even want to finish college like Aya was doing.

"Go home and see her okay? She's home today." Aya said suddenly in a different tone. It was due to an incident, they had become closer and Oogai stopped being hostile to Fushimi and was concerned for his well-being.

"Have you been seeing him?" Fushimi suddenly asked. "Stop making friends with those hooligans from that bar." He said pretending not to be concerned.

"Eh… Saruhiko is worried about Aya?" She teased. "Come to think of it I'm meeting Ayumi later." Aya said teasingly. Fushimi's eyes twitched in annoyance. "Rikio-san will join us for dinner"

"Rikio… Kamamoto." Fushimi asked hesitantly playing with his fingers and looked away out of the window.

"Yeah… Saruhiko knows him?" Aya asked out of curiosity.

"Sort of… we will meet up very often. " Fushimi said reluctantly. He wished he had never met him. Oogai was not aware. If it was not for that incident with Aya, that fat guy probably thin now since it was summer would not have recognized him and was being "pestered" since then and having to attend the stupid gathering with him.

"All the more you should join us later…"

"What?!" Aya hugged his arm excitedly leading Fushimi unable to say no. Fushimi sighed.

"I'm home." Fushimi greeted Kisa in a monotonous tone. The lady in 30s resembling an elder female Fushimi resembled stared at her son.

"Aunty Kisa." Oogai greeted.

"Welcome back." Kisa looked away. The three of them sat on the dining table. The ambiance was so stiff that Oogai wondered how she should break the silence.

"Um…" Oogai forced a smiled as she tried to say something to only interrupt by Kisa.

"I had tendered the resignation for you to the police department. From tomorrow onward, come and learn the rope to take over my business operation. I'll not hear any objection, you hear me?" Kisa said not giving her son any chance to reject. Fushimi stood up and slammed the table.

"How could you? I told you I like this job and I'm staying on! You can't decide for me!" Fushimi lashed out.

"Your job is too dangerous and I can't have my successor exposed to such danger." Kisa justified.

"Successor… all you think is your business. Have you ever thought of what I want?!" The memory of a kid killed in the bank replayed in his mind.

Oogai turned her head to and forth finding herself in a difficult position.

"I had it. I'm full. Aya, you have an appointment right, let's go!" Fushimi took off in a huff.

"Um… Aya is so sorry." The girl bowed to Kisa and ran after Fushimi.

"That boy…" Kisa sighed. It was that certain incident which led him to choose the route filled with risk of losing his life anytime all to prevent the tragedy from happening again he had went through during his childhood when he ran away from home once after the boy's better-be-dead father played a prank on him. Kisa had objected initially but relented when Fushimi had poured his heart to her. Ever since she heard a similar incident happened on his job, the more she wondered if she should pull him back out before he lost it. The reality was cruel.

Oogai did not know what to say to Fushimi. He was still mad. They were in the street wandering around aimlessly.

"Hey, Saruhiko…" Aya tried to call him.

"Leave me alone!" Fushimi shouted and Aya decided to leave him be. She looked at her watch and ran off.

Fushimi stopped somewhere in the park and stared at the sky. He had since calmed down from the argument with his mother.

"Hey, isn't that Fushimi-san?" A clear voice was heard. Fushimi was a little irritated. Of all time, he had to appear. He decided he would not help him. He raised his head and saw Totsuka Tatara with a girl in Lolita clothing. Kushina Anna was her name he recalled. They were in the playground and Totsuka looked a little weary.

"Are you alright?" Fushimi frowned reminding himself he would not help him as he saw him walking wobbly.

"I'm alright. Just…" Fushimi caught him before he collapsed.

"I'm sorry, Saru-kun. I'm always like this when I overused my power. I was showing Anna a phoenix." Fushimi frowned at his words. He could never understand that guy.

"A beautiful red bird." Anna said looking at Fushimi blankly. Fushimi decided he had a long day when Anna suddenly looked him in the marble she held and shook her head.

"Sadness… Full of red, blue and green and sadness." Anna mumbled. Fushimi shuddered at her words. "There is something missing in your life. Saruhiko have to find it to go back." Totsuka gave a pat on Anna's head noticing Fushimi's shocked reaction in understanding.

"Let's go back, Anna. Kusanagi-san will be worried." Totsuka urged. Anna nodded.

"Come by when you're free, Saru-kun." With that Fushimi waved goodbye to the two with Anna who could not take her eyes off Fushimi. Her eyes when she looked at him was full of grief.

"Crow." She said to him. Fushimi could not understand what that mean. He was so distracted that he was unable to react when another man in hood knocked him to the ground. A watch fell out of him.

"Hey!" Fushimi was about to protest to only see that man left hurriedly. Fushimi could barely made out his feature. It was a male a few years older than him in glasses with black frame similar to his. He would have thought he was his everyone-wanted-to-punch-his-face dad who was better off dead if it was not that he looked a lot younger than that man when he last saw him. Fushimi picked up the watch the man had dropped in confusion. The face was cracked and the seconds needle of the watch was stuck.

Fushimi met up with Aya and Ayumi and Kamamoto (slim version) later. Kamamoto was always happy to see him. Telling how grateful he was whenever he saw him. Fushimi felt like telling him how annoying he was. Still, he was grateful for his help for asking the Shizume's "Red Monster" to save Aya from the mob incident.

"I didn't realise you're Oogai's cousin too. Ayumi's friend is my friend, so Fushimi is also my friend." Kamamoto extended his hand for a handshake.

"I don't want to be your friend." Fushimi waved off his hand. That was as usual hurtful.

"As always isn't it?" Kamamoto was not going to give up in making friends with him. This had been his life goal. They have been through the most traumatic day in their lives and Kamamoto decided to make the best out of his life to become stronger and he could see Fushimi doing the same.

Time flies since their last meet up. Fushimi experienced another tragedy in life when he heard a friend of his died in duty. Tamura was crying in his dorm when he informed him of Kusuhara's death.

"It was his very first frontline mission he had been looking forward to. He took a bullet for his commander…"

Fushimi did not know how he went through the days until the funeral he attended with Tamura. The reality was cruel was what Kisa told him. He stood in front of Kusuhara's grave and bowed. Kusuhara had joined the police force before his batch. In a sense he was a senior. He had taken great length to make friends with Fushimi.

"Together, we can protect the people close to us, keep the place we live in safe and peaceful…" The robbery in the bank which took place replayed in his head again. The truth was the kid noticed the incoming bullet meant for him and he died not knowing what he had done to protect Fushimi from a certain death.

"He probably thought he would be a hero." Fushimi scoffed to himself.

"He is a hero." Another man elder than him in short brown hair said quietly. Fushimi figured he was a colleague of Kusuhara.

"Hidaka, that's enough, let's go." Another man most likely another colleague urged.

In a distance away, Kusuhara's parents was seen bowing to a male in glasses. Fushimi recognized him. He was the Captain Kusuhara looked up to and died for. Anger welled up within him as he stormed up to that man. He had done enough research and knew all about the urban legends since the incident with Aya form his hacking.

"Munakata Reisi, the Captain of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau, Civil Registry Department, Annex 4, in short, Scepter 4." Fushimi muttered as he attempted to land a punch on the man to only stop by Tamura.

"Stop, you won't want to get into trouble." Tamura reminded Fushimi. He was high ranking. Kusuhara had been labeled as a hero for saving him.

"But he died a worthless death. He wouldn't be killed even if Kusukara didn't save him, isn't it?" Fushimi said it aloud and caught Munakata's attention. He was horrified at what he had said

"Oh, I can't answer that." The man said in response in his low tone. Fushimi and Tamura stood frozen looking at the Captain who just spoke to them. He scanned at the young men and called their names in order. Fushimi especially caught his interest.

"Fushimi Saruhiko… I'm aware of you. You've been hacking in our system. You know more than you seem." Fushimi's eyes widened and Tamura's jaw almost dropped. He was afraid they were going to lose their job and thrown into jail. Munakata removed his glasses which became foggy and wiped it before putting back on.

"Come to my office tomorrow morning, Private Fushimi Saruhiko." With that he walked off with a blonde lady with big boob and extremely short skirt for a uniform. She held up an umbrella to shield him from the rain.

"I'm amused. Did he even need to be shielded?" Tamura witnessed how dry he was even without the umbrella. He just realized they were a bunch of super powered monster.

"Be careful Fushimi-kun." Tamura reminded. He reprimanded him after he pulled his act together. He could not believe Fushimi tried hacking their system and he was worried.

"Thank you Tamura-senpai. I'll be fine." Fushimi gave his senior an assuring smile.

"Saruhiko!" The girl was scared stiff when she was surrounded by many students each holding a popper ready to get her.

"Aya!" Fushimi was trying to hack a certain app "Jungle" with his cousin Aya. They failed and Fushimi was unable to get in touch with Aya after having a chat with the "administrator" of the app. He tried reaching for her in the crowd of third year students when he finally caught sight of her. The mission was to have hundreds of school kid in masks who believed this was merely a mission in mobile game to shoot fireworks at this girl at her face.

"AYA!" He could only watch helplessly as she fell and hit her head as the poppers were fired at her. Someone brought a large one fired at her causing an explosion.

A memory of a boy with chestnut red hair colour collapsed right before him overlapped the scene. Red was pouring out his body profusely.

"I'm... scared... help me..." His trembling hand was trying to reach for him.

Fushimi woke up in cold sweat all the sudden. He took of to the toilet and frantically washed his face.

Fushimi pulled down his shirt and revealed an insignia of Homra before the mirror. Flame erupted and engulfed his fist. He had given up as he had been afraid to use it. He had held supernatural power. He passed the test from the "Red Monster" and received the flame.

He felt empty. Something was certainly missing from his life. Fushimi's gaze fell on the watch on the drawer beside his bed he picked up.

"Saru... I'm scared..."

"I wish... we had never met..."

The man in robe stood before a mansion. He stared upwards to the room Fushimi stayed.

He wondered if he was better off not to have met him. He would find his answer from his other self. All the sudden, the strong breeze wind blew off his hood revealing a man with messy black hair with dead eyes.

And he had the same face as Fushimi Saruhiko. The only difference was that he was older.