Gettin' The Boss Ready
AN: A bit of lead up as to how HOMRA prepared itself for the fateful engagement party. Side pairing of KusanagixBar. And, yep, Totsuka never died in my happy!verse.

"You seem brighter this morning," Totsuka commented, smiling as he leaned over the back of the couch Suoh was sitting on. "Did Munakata-san finally lift the great Punishment?"

"Yep," Suoh said with satisfaction. "Never pulling a prank like that on him again, that was a miserable month."

"Hmm," Totsuka said thoughtfully, looking at him with a curious expression. When Suoh raised a questioning eyebrow he laughed and said, "That's the first time I've heard you talk about a relationship as if it was going to last forever."

"Oh," Suoh said, leaning back against the couch. And that was when he realized he was in love.


"You want to know how I think the Blue King would feel if you broke up with him?" Kusanagi asked, sensually running a hand across the bar as he leaned on it. Suoh nodded, taking a sip of his drink disinterestedly.

"Hmm," Kusanagi said while thoughtfully adjusting his glasses. "While I think he'd be devastated and very, very angry, he probably wouldn't let it show, since he's such a professional prick. He wouldn't try taking any kind of revenge on you or HOMRA, if that's what you wanted to know. Unless you cheated on him, and please tell me you didn't because that could end very badly."

"I didn't," Suoh replied. Kusanagi blinked at him with a surprised expression.

"Really? I would have if someone had withheld sex from me for a month," Kusanagi said with a grimace. "I'm not surprised you're thinking of dumping him after that." Suoh grinned and shook his head.

"Nah, I like dating him," he said, taking another sip from his drink. Kuzanagi leaned forward until he was mere inches from his face and stared at him with narrowed eyes. It was a bit uncomfortable.

"You're in love," he accused. Suoh shrugged and kind of half nodded. Kusanagi moved back with a satisfied smirk.

"Oh, how fondly I remember a young Mikoto-san telling me didn't want me to set him up on a date," he said smugly. "How naïve he was! How unwilling to open his heart and let love grow! Wasn't it lucky that he had a friend willing to force him to acknowledge his gigantic crush?"

"I still don't appreciate that," Suoh sighed, toying with his glass.

"But look where you are now!" Kuzanagi laughed. "I'm not going to steal Best Man from Totsuka, but I'd better be in the bridal party is all I'm saying."

Suoh choked on his drink. He slammed the glass down and coughed until he could recover himself. Kusanagi raised his eyebrows.

"I take it you hadn't been considering the idea of holy matrimony?" He asked. Suoh sat in silence. Because, really, he had. A couple times. Maybe. However, the idea of someone else considering his future marital affairs was a bit disconcerting.

"Munakata wouldn't want to get married anyway," Suoh shrugged. Kusanagi stared at him blankly for a couple seconds, eventually sighing when Suoh started chewing on the ice cubes in his drink.

"So, you're not saying anything about you not wanting to get married and that's leading me to think there's an issue here," Kusanagi said, tapping his fingers together the way he always did when he was giving someone life advice.

"Uh, well I might have been thinking about it," Suoh replied, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "It's just that Munakata and I spent so long not dating for stupid reasons, and I've always liked the idea of being together with someone like that."

"So, in other words, you do want to marry him," Kusanagi clarified. "Why not just go for it then? That guy is a total romantic sap, he'd love the whole thing. Might be a bit of a diva with what to wear though, do not let him wear his SCEPTOR 4 getup under any circumstances."

"No, I don't mean he wouldn't like the wedding part," Suoh said, looking down at his glass. "He wouldn't want to marry me."

"Suoh, he's head over heels for you, of course he would," Kusanagi said with an incredulous look. Suoh shook his head.

"Doesn't matter, he wouldn't. He'd find someone with no ties to other Clans if he wanted to get hitched," he said with a resigned smile. "Munakata might want me now, but the Blue King probably intends to find a more suitable partner eventually."

"This is stupid," Kusanagi said flatly. "He brings you a bouquet of roses literally every time he comes over. Trust me, he's not going to run off and try and find someone else." Suoh shrugged in reply, downing the last of his drink.

"Oh honestly," Kusanagi sighed, leaping over the counter and grabbing Suoh's arm.

"Where are we going?" Suoh asked with some amusement as he was dragged towards the door.

"Ring shopping, lover boy, it's time to man up."


"Mikoto-san should wear a suit," Anna said suddenly. Everyone stopped arguing and peered at her from around the table. A small ring box lay conspicuously in the middle of the wooden surface, glinting obnoxiously in the low lighting. Suoh sat at the head of the table, still a little unable to believe they were really having a meeting to plan his engagement.

"Mikoto-san wearing a suit would be a sight to see," Yata laughed.

"I don't think I've ever seen him do up a jacket," Kusanagi mused, producing a round of laughter from the room.

"That's actually a pretty good idea," Suoh said thoughtfully. "Munakata likes dressing me up."

In the resulting silence, Suoh decided that there might be some details the rest of the clan didn't need to know.

"And someone needs to help me style my hair," Suoh added, frowning when everyone started laughing.

"Ok, well I'll add that to the list," Totsuka said with a smile after everyone had calmed down a bit. "Does anyone where we're supposed to order finger sandwiches?"


"Should we get blue flowers?" Rikio asked, peering closely at the florist's bright display. "Since he's the Blue King and all."

"Red is the colour of romance and roses are the flowers of passion," Yata said firmly, poking at a little garden fountain.

"But he always says that cheesy line when he gives Mikoto-san roses, it would come across the wrong way," Shōhei argued while examining a delicate crane figurine.

"Red Flowers for my Red King," they all quoted in snobbish accents. Suoh sighed, turning away so they wouldn't see his face heating up. He wished Munakata would stop saying that in front of other people. Suoh bent down to sniff a nice looking pink flower. The last time he'd left a big bunch of roses in Munakata's office, as part of the ongoing flower battle, he'd been reprimanded by both Munakata and his lieutenant. The stern warning about breaking and entering had been completely negated by the smile and blush spreading across Munakata's face.

"We're getting the roses," he said with finality. "There is no way I am decorating HOMRA in blue."

The florist looked extremely relieved when they left without breaking anything.


"Ordered the champagne?" Totsuka read out from the list.

"Check," Kusanagi shouted.

"Invited the SCEPTOR 4 guests?"

"Check," Masaomi grumbled.

"Were the SCEPTOR 4 guests annoyed at us for trying to marry off their leader?" Kusanagi asked curiously. Suoh looked up from where he was trying to learn how to tie a tie.

"Huh? No, they seemed really happy. Well they were smiling, anyway. It was actually kind of creepy," Masaomi said with a pained look. "That one chick with the boobs punched me on the shoulder and said something about being a bridesmaid." Suoh frowned and silently went back to the overly complicated knotting procedure.

"Found it!" Yata shouted as he burst through the door, holding what appeared to be a large, heart-shaped spotlight above his head. "This is going to be the greatest entrance ever," he pronounced, placing the spotlight on a table and patting it lovingly.

"Yata-chan sure seems to like all this schmoozy romance stuff," Kōsuke whispered.

"Someone tell Fushimi that," Saburōta said dryly.

"How exactly are we going to get Munakata-san here without making him suspicious?" Totsuka asked, looking up from the list with a frown. There was a general murmuring of ideas that ranged from kidnapping Munakata to planting a fake bomb. Suoh cringed inwardly, kidnapping would be a very bad idea. Munakata didn't take well to surprises. The last time Suoh had spotted Munakata in public, he had been sitting in a coffee shop. He had looked oddly out of place in nice looking civilian clothes, sipping a latte and tapping away at his PDA. Suoh had smiled and crept up behind him, slipping an arm around his waist and leaning in to steal a kiss. Five seconds later he was covered in hot caffeine and had a cut across his cheek from where broken china had hit him. Munakata had felt pretty bad about that, though. Suoh smiled, that had been some pretty awesome makeup se-

"I have a solution," Chitose announced loudly, standing up and effectively cutting off Suoh's reminiscences. "Why don't we come up with a fake emergency send them one of those official requests for Clan Assistance that we never use?"

"Brilliant! No way will he be able to resist following correctly filed paperwork!"

Suoh had to smile at the truth of that.


"Suoh? I'm coming in to check on y-oh my god did you try to use hair gel?!" Kusanagi stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide. Suoh glanced down at the floor and shuffled awkwardly in front of the open bottle of gel. He'd thought that he had read the instructions correctly.

"We all thought you were joking about the hair styling, jesus," Kusanagi sighed, shaking his head and pushing his bands back with a long suffering expression. "Try to rinse that out while I grab Totsuka and a blowdryer." Suoh nodded, grabbing a towel and heading back towards the sink.

"And Suoh?" Kusanagi spoke up from the doorway. "You don't have to be anything but yourself, he's going to say yes."