"Thief of Hearts"
Title: “Thief of Hearts”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva/Kamen Rider Decade
Universe: The Queen’s Muse: Requiem
Pairing: Misako/Daiki
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What started as deception is turning into love…
Kaito Daiki had not been expecting that his plan to get Kadoya Tsukasa away from the young Fangire Queen, Nobori Misako would go as well as it did. He was pleased, but then, he was surprised when he couldn’t make himself go through Castle Doran’s Time Door.
Somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to leave Misako behind. So, he shoved Tsukasa through the door and closed it as fast as he could. Daiki was shocked at himself. He had come up with an elaborate plan and he’d even succeeded, so why? Why could he not complete the deception and abandon Misako?
When he confronted the crying Queen, he suddenly had his answer: because something big and important and impossible to ignore had gotten in the way: his heart.
“Don’t cry, Queen.” Daiki murmured as he took Misako into his arms and let her sob. “Tsukasa will come back. He did promise.”
Misako could say nothing, but she just cried for a while before retiring to her bedroom.
Not knowing her very well, Daiki did not join her, but instead slept in another room, his mind in a haze.
Sometime after midnight, he heard the soft strains of a violin playing. It was beautifully haunting and kind of sad and Daiki just simply sat and listened, his heart sort of aching as he listened to the violin.
Slowly, he got out of bed and went to the sound of the violin. He went up and up and into the rose filled atrium, where Misako stood, the Bloody Rose in one hand, her bow in the other.
As she played on, Daiki was absolutely spellbound and he stood there, listening, watching her play. She was… breathtaking.
“I’d say take a picture, but you’re not Tsukasa…” Misako murmured as she continued to play.
“Who taught you to play the violin?”
“My father. I come from a long line of violinists.” Misako paused in her playing and regarded him. “You are afraid of me.”
“No, I am in awe. No wonder Tsukasa didn’t want to leave your side.”
“Don’t say such things. You barely know anything about me.”
“Well, you could start by actually, you know… talking to me. I’m not here to hurt you, nor do I get my rocks off hurting young women.”
Misako looked at him for a moment and then she sighed. “Can I trust you, Daiki?”
“Of course.” He smiled softly at her. “I won’t betray you.” I can’t… not anymore.
She smiled a little smile. “Okay. I want you to watch something for me.”
“What is it?”
Misako didn’t say anything, except she began to play something on the Bloody Rose and as she played, the roses in the atrium began to blossom, staining the room with violent red, pink and white colors.
As Daiki watched, his eyes grew larger and he wondered if he was falling in love with the girl.
Misako smiled. “A trick I learned from my late grandfather.”
Their eyes met for a moment before Misako looked away. “You’re welcome to stay here… if that’s what you want.”
“Of course it’s what I want.” Daiki replied. “I wish you’d trust me.”
“You have a long way to go before that’ll happen.”
With that she turned from him and continued playing. Daiki then chose that moment to leave the atrium. Perhaps she didn’t trust him now, but she would…
…Or so he hoped.
Daiki did not reappear before Misako for several days after that night in the atrium. It was clear he had his work cut out for him. Misako was distrusting, not that he could blame her. She also seemed very lost and sad… and Daiki went undercover to find out what was going on inside the Queen’s head.
So, he met with Kurenai Masao, Misako’s older brother and Masao, who was as trusting as his father when it came to people, spilled the beans and told him Misako’s story.
Misako had apparently, after an accident with her developing Queen powers, been stuck in Castle Doran by Taiga to keep her safe from his enemies. Taiga’s mistake had been not explaining this to the 12-year-old Misako, who thought it was because her fathers no longer loved her.
She got over that, eventually, after, at Wataru’s urging, Taiga had told her why, but Misako had turned sixteen by then and wasn’t too happy at her father trying to run her life.
After learning that Misako had a “complicated” paternal relationship with both fathers (she also had unnamed issues with Wataru), Daiki had learned that Misako had once come under fire for murdering her grandmother, the former Queen, Maya.
As it had turned out, Maya had died in Castle Doran when Misako was 14. Other Fangire thought Maya had been murdered, when in reality, Maya had died naturally.
As Daiki listened, he felt sorry for Misako. She had basically lived adolescence as a recluse in a large castle; except for the year she had vanished (she was seventeen at the time) and spent in another timeframe with another Fangire Queen, named Sakomi.
Masao had to bring Misako back by force, which he didn’t enjoy doing as he had always felt sorry for his younger sister, remarking that “the women in a Kurenai’s life always wind up being screwed over by life somehow.”
“Tsukasa was the best thing to happen to my baby sister in a long time.” Masao mused. “I hope you take good care of her. If not, well, we’re a family of Kamen Riders. We’ll figure out something to do with you.”
Daiki left that lunch with a plan in mind.
A day or two later, Misako was in her study, working on a piece of music when Daiki came in and put a box in front of her.
“I have something for you.” Daiki murmured.
“You shouldn’t have…” Misako replied, opening up the box to reveal a black diamond rose pendant on a delicate silver chain. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight. “Oh, Daiki… you really, really shouldn’t have….”
“Do you like it?” He asked.
“It’s beautiful….” She carefully picked it up and let him put it around her neck. “.... Daiki…how…”
“I’m not trying to buy your affections, but… I wanted some way to prove my love.”
Misako, touched the black diamond rose as he held a mirror in front of her so she could see how it looked on her.
“It suits you.” He murmured, softly.
“Thank you…” Misako murmured, turning her head just so, allowing him to capture her lips in a gentle kiss.
There was another kiss and than another and soon enough, they were both drowning in each other’s presence.
He cupped her face in his hands. “Trust me?”
“I think I can…” Was her soft murmur and he kissed her again, pulling her close.
“You’re a thief…” He muttered as he swept her up into his arms to carry her to bed.
“Oh, I’m the thief?” She teased. “How is that?”
“You stole my heart, that’s how.”
Author: Trinity
Fandom: Kamen Rider Kiva/Kamen Rider Decade
Universe: The Queen’s Muse: Requiem
Pairing: Misako/Daiki
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What started as deception is turning into love…
Kaito Daiki had not been expecting that his plan to get Kadoya Tsukasa away from the young Fangire Queen, Nobori Misako would go as well as it did. He was pleased, but then, he was surprised when he couldn’t make himself go through Castle Doran’s Time Door.
Somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to leave Misako behind. So, he shoved Tsukasa through the door and closed it as fast as he could. Daiki was shocked at himself. He had come up with an elaborate plan and he’d even succeeded, so why? Why could he not complete the deception and abandon Misako?
When he confronted the crying Queen, he suddenly had his answer: because something big and important and impossible to ignore had gotten in the way: his heart.
“Don’t cry, Queen.” Daiki murmured as he took Misako into his arms and let her sob. “Tsukasa will come back. He did promise.”
Misako could say nothing, but she just cried for a while before retiring to her bedroom.
Not knowing her very well, Daiki did not join her, but instead slept in another room, his mind in a haze.
Sometime after midnight, he heard the soft strains of a violin playing. It was beautifully haunting and kind of sad and Daiki just simply sat and listened, his heart sort of aching as he listened to the violin.
Slowly, he got out of bed and went to the sound of the violin. He went up and up and into the rose filled atrium, where Misako stood, the Bloody Rose in one hand, her bow in the other.
As she played on, Daiki was absolutely spellbound and he stood there, listening, watching her play. She was… breathtaking.
“I’d say take a picture, but you’re not Tsukasa…” Misako murmured as she continued to play.
“Who taught you to play the violin?”
“My father. I come from a long line of violinists.” Misako paused in her playing and regarded him. “You are afraid of me.”
“No, I am in awe. No wonder Tsukasa didn’t want to leave your side.”
“Don’t say such things. You barely know anything about me.”
“Well, you could start by actually, you know… talking to me. I’m not here to hurt you, nor do I get my rocks off hurting young women.”
Misako looked at him for a moment and then she sighed. “Can I trust you, Daiki?”
“Of course.” He smiled softly at her. “I won’t betray you.” I can’t… not anymore.
She smiled a little smile. “Okay. I want you to watch something for me.”
“What is it?”
Misako didn’t say anything, except she began to play something on the Bloody Rose and as she played, the roses in the atrium began to blossom, staining the room with violent red, pink and white colors.
As Daiki watched, his eyes grew larger and he wondered if he was falling in love with the girl.
Misako smiled. “A trick I learned from my late grandfather.”
Their eyes met for a moment before Misako looked away. “You’re welcome to stay here… if that’s what you want.”
“Of course it’s what I want.” Daiki replied. “I wish you’d trust me.”
“You have a long way to go before that’ll happen.”
With that she turned from him and continued playing. Daiki then chose that moment to leave the atrium. Perhaps she didn’t trust him now, but she would…
…Or so he hoped.
Daiki did not reappear before Misako for several days after that night in the atrium. It was clear he had his work cut out for him. Misako was distrusting, not that he could blame her. She also seemed very lost and sad… and Daiki went undercover to find out what was going on inside the Queen’s head.
So, he met with Kurenai Masao, Misako’s older brother and Masao, who was as trusting as his father when it came to people, spilled the beans and told him Misako’s story.
Misako had apparently, after an accident with her developing Queen powers, been stuck in Castle Doran by Taiga to keep her safe from his enemies. Taiga’s mistake had been not explaining this to the 12-year-old Misako, who thought it was because her fathers no longer loved her.
She got over that, eventually, after, at Wataru’s urging, Taiga had told her why, but Misako had turned sixteen by then and wasn’t too happy at her father trying to run her life.
After learning that Misako had a “complicated” paternal relationship with both fathers (she also had unnamed issues with Wataru), Daiki had learned that Misako had once come under fire for murdering her grandmother, the former Queen, Maya.
As it had turned out, Maya had died in Castle Doran when Misako was 14. Other Fangire thought Maya had been murdered, when in reality, Maya had died naturally.
As Daiki listened, he felt sorry for Misako. She had basically lived adolescence as a recluse in a large castle; except for the year she had vanished (she was seventeen at the time) and spent in another timeframe with another Fangire Queen, named Sakomi.
Masao had to bring Misako back by force, which he didn’t enjoy doing as he had always felt sorry for his younger sister, remarking that “the women in a Kurenai’s life always wind up being screwed over by life somehow.”
“Tsukasa was the best thing to happen to my baby sister in a long time.” Masao mused. “I hope you take good care of her. If not, well, we’re a family of Kamen Riders. We’ll figure out something to do with you.”
Daiki left that lunch with a plan in mind.
A day or two later, Misako was in her study, working on a piece of music when Daiki came in and put a box in front of her.
“I have something for you.” Daiki murmured.
“You shouldn’t have…” Misako replied, opening up the box to reveal a black diamond rose pendant on a delicate silver chain. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight. “Oh, Daiki… you really, really shouldn’t have….”
“Do you like it?” He asked.
“It’s beautiful….” She carefully picked it up and let him put it around her neck. “.... Daiki…how…”
“I’m not trying to buy your affections, but… I wanted some way to prove my love.”
Misako, touched the black diamond rose as he held a mirror in front of her so she could see how it looked on her.
“It suits you.” He murmured, softly.
“Thank you…” Misako murmured, turning her head just so, allowing him to capture her lips in a gentle kiss.
There was another kiss and than another and soon enough, they were both drowning in each other’s presence.
He cupped her face in his hands. “Trust me?”
“I think I can…” Was her soft murmur and he kissed her again, pulling her close.
“You’re a thief…” He muttered as he swept her up into his arms to carry her to bed.
“Oh, I’m the thief?” She teased. “How is that?”
“You stole my heart, that’s how.”