Who's crying over Wolfs Rain? This girl! *points at herself* 

 I remembered that once I watched Wolfs Rain and forgot what it was about. Decided to watch it again (btw I just noticed that Mamoru Miyano, the seiyuu of Fushimi Saruhiko, is also voicing Kiba >w<)

 And my day isn't kinda good. I almost cry every damn minute, my head pounds from pain... Today, one of my so called best friends said that I am an anti social girl who needs to get a life. That's when he crossed the edge. Like ffs, I go on Math, Japanese, Spanish, Polish lessons in the week, I go on football practices, tennis table practices also! In the week ends I get up at 3AM in the Saturday morning, so I can go with my father towards my grand parents (and that's the time when I am learning how to drive), on Sundays I study for the week days. I also post the stories and try to update as much as I can...

 I just couldn't... I practically shouted these things in his face... 

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 A/N: By both endings I mean an ending with Yata and an ending with Mikoto.

  (Y/N) jumped from excitement as she read the news on her PDA. The Fire Festival was soon. 

 The Fire Festival happened once in a few years as it's tradition was this - the boy invited the girl, giving her a flame colored flower.

It could be a flower from any kind, but it had to have red.

And if the girl accepted, she had to wear the flower on her wrist or in her hair.

Man, she wished someone to invite her.

As she was thinking, the bar door opened wide, a chestnut haired boy storming in, followed by the red headed man.

She blushed lightly, turning around so her back faced them, while she hid her blush.

She had a crush on both of them.

Though she knew that neither of them liked her.

Yata was a person who always felt uncomfortable around girls. He always stuttered, while blushing madly, unable to think properly for 5 minutes.

Mikoto on the other hand was a person who was... wild. Everyone could see the untamed lion look he had in those precious amber eyes. His messy red hair giving him the look of someone you seriously should not bother with.

"Talking about luck..." (Y/N) sighed sadly, placing the PDA in her bag.

"Huh? What are you talking about, (Y/N)-chan?" Izumo asked, polishing his wine glasses as usual.

"Oh, nothing." She lied, although it was completely obvious that something bothered her.

"Say, Kusanagi-san, we will go on the Fire Festival, right?" She stood up, preparing for the negative answer, when much to her surprise, he agreed, saying that it was not his idea for going...

But the King's...

Her jaw fell when she heard that, leaving her completely speechless.

 He had given the idea for all HOMRA to visit the Fire Festival. 

 Three seconds later she squealed from happiness, jumping around like a child. 

 "We are going to the Fire Festival, we are going to the Fire Festival!" She repeated and repeated, watched by the two men, who deep inside their chests, wanted her, so much. 

 They were happy to see her so happy, though a spark of jelousy was ignited as they knew who also watched her. They glared at each other, unable to hide their emotions for a second. 

 For Mikoto it was strange to show his emotions. He usually kept it quiet and didn't pay that much attention to things in life. But (Y/N) was an exception...

 Yata secretely hoped, that maybe - only maybe - he would be able to talk with (Y/N) alone, and if he tried not to stutter... Maybe he would confess his feelings towards the young woman. 

 (Y/N) on the other hand, wanted to just close the feelings deep inside her, the feeling of being rejected by both men striking her heart. 

 ~~~~~~

 (Y/N) had turned on the television, but she wasn't focusing on that right now. 

 Since the Fire Festival allowed other clothes, rather than the traditional yukatas (?), she decided to wear something that could probably make her beautiful, just like the flame. 

 That's when she heard a knock on the door. 

 She raised an eyebrow, her eyes glancing towards the clock, which showed it was almost midnight.

 "Who in the hell will come in this late hour?" She mumbled, unlocking the door. "Misaki?!" 

 "Oi, don't call me by that name, woman!" He pouted, his cheeks rosing. 

 "Oh, sorry. Anyways, what the hell are you doing on my front door in this late hour?!" She let him pass by her, sighing. 

 This boy was just... 

 "I-I... W-Wanted to talk about something w-with you for something. I-If you don't want, I don't m-mind..."

 "Just say it, Yata-san." (Y/N) groaned, leaning on the door frame that led to the living room. 

 "Will you... Will you go on the Fire Festival with me?!" He shouted, making her yelp in surprise as she fell on the ground with a large thud.

 He ran to her, helping her up, his cheeks red as a tomato.

 "Are you okay?!" 

 "Mmmm, sort of. I'm fine." She massaged her head, trying to hide the blush she had right now. 

 'Yata-san just asked me to the Fire Festival! Is this a dream?!' She thought, jumping of joy inside her head. 

 "I'll l-leave. I'll give you time to... thi... ah, think!" He once again shouted, taking the skateboard he had left next to the door.

 He almost exited the apartment when he turned around, mumbling something under his breath, walking towards her, kissing her on the lips and storming out. 

 (Y/N) touched her lips, then looked at the door. 

 "What the fuck just happened?!" 

 ~~~~~~~

 (Y/N) woke up the next morning, her heart pounding from the dream she had. 

 Then she glanced over the table in the living room, seeking a red flower that could be tied up on the wrist. 

 "So it wasn't a dream?" She touched her lips, sighing. "How the fuck did that happen?!" She crashed her head with the pillow, closing her eyes. 

 ~~~~~~~

 She walked down the streets, admiring the warm and sunny day, not paying attention to who walked in front of her. She bumped into him, making everyone fall. 

 "I'm so so so so... M-Mikoto?!"

 "What are you doing here?" He asked in an odd for him tone. Like, he was worried for something? 

 "I..." She stared into his amber eyes, forgetting her thought for a second. "Ah! I... Today is a sunny day! I decided that I could take a walk before I made my visit in HOMRA..." She chuckled nervously. 

 "Aha."

 "And you?" 

 "Me?"

 "I don't see any other Mikoto around. Tell me." (Y/N) made the puppy eyes. 

 No one could resist the puppy eyes. (A/N: By the way, that's the way I tease my bf XD On Skype when I use my baby tone and puppy eyes. He just gives up. x3) 

 "Well... I..." He was cut off by a girl who screamed from happiness, because her love had asked her out for the Fire Festival.

 "Aww, that's so cuuuuute." She mumbled, her back facing the Red King. "By the way, Yata came and gave me..." She turned around, cut off by the flame colored flower Mikoto held in his left palm.

 "Think about it... Please..." He left, not before pecking her on the lips. 

 She held the flower in her hand, watching the shadow of Mikoto's body till it disappeared. 

 "Now what the fuck happened?!" 

 ~~~~~

 She stormed inside the apartment, crashing her body in the comfy couch.

 "I thought none of them liked me, NOW both of them asked me out on the Fire Festival?!" (Y/N) shouted in the pillow, watching both flowers that now lied on the table. 

 "What the hell should I do?! I can't reject them! Wait a minute! Mikoto said that I should think... Misaki said that yesterday too... I don't think that the Fire Festival is... They knew the that the other will ask me out!" She took both flowers in her hands, watching them carefully. 

 Now it was the hard time to chose...

 And once she has taken this decision... There's no turning back... 

 ~~~~~~ IF YOU CHOOSE YATA MISAKI ~~~~~~

  (Y/N) entered the bar, where three of the HOMRA men stood. Kusanagi Izumo, Yata Misaki and Suoh Mikoto. 

 She looked at both men she needed to speak with. 

 "You've chosen?" Yata raised an eyebrow. 

 (Y/N) nodded bowing a bit in front of them, as she showed her hand. On her wrist was tied the red flower Yata had given her the pre-previous night. 

 His eyes lighten up, a wide smile covering his face. 

 He ignored his red cheeks and his discomfort around girls, as he hugged her tight, almost taking out the oxygen she had. 

 "Yata... Can't... Breath!" 

 "S-Sorry..." 

 Mikoto stood on the couch. He didn't feel the pain he thought he would, nor he felt the sadness he expected to feel if she rejected him - like now -. 

 "Ah~... I'm so sorry, Mikoto..." (Y/N) bowed, feeling guilt for leaving the Red King alone. 

 "It is fine by me. As long as he doesn't hurt you. Because he will burn if he hurts you." Mikoto smiled darkly at the vanguard, his flame surrounding him. 

 "D-Don't worry, M-Mikoto-san!" Yata said proudly. 

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 (Y/N) wore a beautiful red colored dress, that formed her body, her (h/c) hair tied up in a high pony tail 

 "Y-You... Look perfect!" Yata whispered in her ear as they walked around the place, admiring each and every costume there was. 

 Soon, fireworks could be seen and heard, the whole Red Clan walking around, having fun.

 Yata pulled (Y/N) into him, his lips pressing against hers, his fingers caressing her soft cheeks. 

 She smiled, knowing the reason she has chosen the HOMRA vanguard. 

 Yata was shy, sometimes stupid and clumsy, but despite that - he was a caring and loving person, someone you can count on, someone you know he would protect you no matter what it costs him. Most of the moments (Y/N) had were spent with him. It was one of the main reasons she had chosen him. 

 One out of many... 

 "Thank you for choosing me, (Y/N). I promise that you won't regret it." He leaned once more, his warm lips connecting with hers, just as a new set of fireworks boomed in the sky.

 ~~~~~~ IF YOU CHOOSE SUOH MIKOTO ~~~~~~

  (Y/N) entered the bar, her worried eyes searching for the person she needed.

 "Yata-san, can I have a private minute with you, please?" She said, trying to hide the fact that she had ran all the way to here. 

 She walked together with the chestnut haired boy, leaving the Red King and the bartender alone, glancing at each other in confusion. Although the Suoh knew what they were going to talk about...

 "Yata-san, I don't know how to say it... But I..." 

 "You've chosen Mr. Mikoto. I know." Yata cut her off, leaving her eyes wide in shock. 

 "How..." 

 "I had that feeling deep inside me. May I ask why have you chosen him?"

 "M-Mikoto is a... It is well known that if Mikoto wants something, nobody can stop him. He has that wild look, hidden inside his amber eyes. He reminds me... and not only me... of a wild lion, untamed, waiting for someone to make the step and break that. Someone to enter his life and..." 

 "No need to explain more. You really amaze me, (Y/N)!" He chuckled. 

 "And you're not mad?" She bit her lower lip. 

 "Of course not. Mikoto is a person, who although hides his emotions, he protects the ones he loves, and will definitely take good care of you. And if you ever need to tell me something, I'll always be by your side." He smiled, and there was a note of victory in his voice. 

 (Y/N) chuckled, hugging him tight. 

 She then ran down the stairs, almost falling in front of Mikoto. 

 "Hey!" She smiled sheepishly. 

 "Hmm? Aren't you going to get ready for Yata?" He took in smoke from his cigarette, closing his eyes. 

 (Y/N) coughed, grabbing his attention as she pointed him at her wrist. 

 "T-That's... my flower..." He looked in disbelief at the flame colored flower. 

 "Yes. Yes, it is." She smiled. 

 He stood up, leaving the cigarette be, picking up (Y/N), hugging her tight. 

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 HOMRA walked down the alley where the Fire Festival was, enjoying their time together. 

 Mikoto had interwined fingers with (Y/N), smiling at her. She looked down, blushing a bit. 

 He pulled her away from the crowd, as it was just the two of them now. 

 He leaned closer to her, kissing her gently on the lips, stroking her (h/c) hair. 

 Mikoto then rested his chin on her head, breathing in and out slowly, wishing this would never end. 

 "Have I told you how beautiful you look in this dress today?" He mumbled. 

 "Like... a billion times since we met after I changed." She chuckled. 

 Mikoto smirked, looking her straight in those beautiful (e/c) orbs.

 "Thank you for being with me..." He said, hugging her tight through the waist. 

 She did not regret her decision. 

 Mikoto... he was a mystery. Mystery she was determined to find more about it. 

 And she was never going to give up on that.