#yandere! hiro

[uwukiity]

Hello,

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Every passing minute threatens me with losing my leg, my wife, or my children.

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[jessythebunny]

A4 Hiro with Blackset?

Face expression + color pallet chart

[madmanwonder]

Ask

Crossover Fusion Star Wars: Jedi AU + Sith AU + Yandere AU

With how obsessed Hiro and Ruby are with each other... have they forgotten about the mission to go after the other? Like if Hiro was supposed to save the village but then Ruby comes along.

Hiro was a brilliant and honorable jedi warrior who also moonlit as genius inventor who invents techlogical marvels far beyond the norm. But he hold one weakness...Ruby Tojo, the witch sith who was target of his obsesseion born from hatred and love.

His obsession was powerful enough to abadoned a village and even kill a few of them to chase after Ruby to make her submit to his hate-filled love.

[midnightlee25]

Random Yandere Headcanons: Most delusional to least delusional

Completely delusional:

Tadashi Hamada

Wasabi-No-Ginger

Not completely in reality but not completely in a fantasy:

Fred

Honey Lemon

Hiro Hamada

In reality:

GoGo Tomago

[deadlyrose9086]

Midoriya... I don't think you understand the situation your in right now."

"What!? What are you gonna do call the police?"

"No. I don't think you understand that when im done with your not gonna be FUCKING BREATHING!"

Or

Yandere Izuku for Kami but Izuku underestimated Denki's Anger

Language: English Words: 534 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 5 Kudos: 79 Bookmarks: 4 Hits: 1364

[hinamikyoukachan]

🖤💗🟥

[4aceclover]

Why am I like this

yo here's a yandere!tadashi drabble

inspired by this eheh

“The blood? It’s not mine." 

The loose, stretching smirk on his brother’s face was something he’d never seen before, conveying a flippant disinterest in the subject that chilled Hiro to the very core. Tadashi’s brows were knitted in worry and concern and his smile didn’t match it - but it did match his eyes, so wide that Hiro could see the bright brown colour of his irises in the half-darkened room, focusing on him and him alone with a hungry need. 

Tadashi’s broad hands were placed on his shoulders in support, and in his firm grip, Hiro realizes that he’s shaking. "Oh, Hiro, you must’ve been scared.” The older brother breathes, and pulls him into a hug, muscled arms enveloping him completely into his embrace. 

Blinking rapidly, Hiro is surrounded in the smell of Tadashi’s deodorant and the overpowering metallic tang of blood coating his cardigan and splashed on his face. It forces itself into his nostrils and all Hiro can think of is to run, but he’s safe, isn’t he? Safe with Tadashi who saved him from his kidnappers, but no, this is all wrong, Tadashi, the nerd who built a healthcare robot of all things isn’t supposed to be covered in blood, blood that isn’t his, which can only mean that it came from someone else (his kidnappers?) who Tadashi ripped and beat and killed - 

“Don’t worry, Hiro. You’re safe now.” Tadashi murmurs into Hiro’s nest of hair, but as fear rockets down his spine all Hiro can think is that is he really? 

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[meiru-sama]

♡Yandere bullied x bully reader♡

This story contains: masochistic tendencies, bullying, degradation, stalking, obsession, a jerk reader, slight nsfw.

You let out a loud laugh while you stared down at the boy who was on the floor, his face covered with bruises and blood while his things were scattered on the ground.

You leaned down closer on his face with a smug smile. "You idiot. I told you not to tell the teacher or anyone about this shit right?" You hissed while you pulled his brown locks making him groan in pain and pleasure.

"P-promise (Y/N), i promise--- it was not me! It was hannah, she found out about this and she quickly told the teacher about it but trust me-- i didnt want anyone to find out about this!" The male defended, you just smiled at him, tugging his hair harder.

"Oh well Hiro my love, i guess i have to leave you alone now." You shrugged while you let his brown locks free. You stood up from the ground, while you dusted your skirt.

"W--what? No-- please (Y/N) dont leave me alone!" The boy pleaded, while he looked at you with so much desperation.

You just smirked, knowing how you got him wrap around you fingers. You just pushed him with your heels making his back lay on the floor. You placed your heels on his chest while your eyes landed on a book, a yellow book that has writings on it saying. "For my eyes only!"

You chuckled while grabbing it. "Is this some kind of diary, you weak freak?" You were about to open the book but the male underneath you shouted at you to stop as his face started to turn red.

"Are you telling me to stop baby boy?" You rose a brow while the male just can feel himself getting harder when you called him by that pet name.

You opened the notebook and you started to read it out loud but lucky for him, both of you were on the rooftop and no one else was there expect just the two of you.

"Dear diary, it was just a usual routine wake up, get ready for school, study ,get hurt by (Y/N) and sleep. Loser!" You laughed before continuing. "She punched me to the face again but it was harder and fuck it was.... fantastic. I want her to do it again" your smile dropped while you decided to silently just read all of the pages and everything was about you, it even have some images of you! Sleeping, showering, gossiping with your friends or studying.

You threw the diary to the ground, while you stared down at the male, disgusted, who just stared at the diary you threw as tears started to form in his eyes but to be honest you were amused, ignoring the fact that he always stalked you and was jerking himself of every night while thinking about you.

"Well, i knew you were a creep baby boy." Hiro stared at you with wide eyes. Y- you werent mad?? Infact you are wearing a smirk right now! Means.. you like him too?!

The brown haired boy's eyes sparkled with joy and excitement. "Such a dirty boy huh? " you said before removing your heels on his chest making him breath more freely.

"Anyways make a copy of that image where i was sitting on a couch eating a popcorn and on the shower part. I look good on those." You said while giving him a wink before leaving him on the rooftop alone.

Hiro stared at the sky for a moment before letting out a laugh, his cheeks were still hot and red, his thing still hard.

It was unbelievable, he couldn't believe it!you were interested with him too? You were completely fucking unstable and a lunatic like him too?

(I think im gonna re-write this, im so fcking sleepy rn)

[bomber-grl]

Hiro Hamada x Gamer! Reader

Pairing(s): Hiro Hamada x Gn!Reader

Honestly you can’t tell me he isn’t also a gamer

He is

It’s canon because I said so

When u first mention how much you game and stuff, well let’s just say you both hyper-fixate on your own favorite games together

And then you two finally discuss what games y’all play

Tbh Hiro gives Minecraft vibes

It’s simple and if you like to play Minecraft too then he’s more than happy

Either he introduced it to you or you already played, either way the day ends with a server created for the two of you

Hiro is the absolute worst

Not even an exaggeration

He’ll spend most of his time in survival mode as he’s “actually playing the game” and he’ll go mining too

While you stay behind and decorate your guys house

The worst part, is how Hiro just doesn’t gaf and puts tnt everywhere and sets it on fire

Like Wth???

Gets to the point where eventually you’re both just in survival mode after that and are just continuously killing each other over and over

You were mad he’d blow stuff up and you’d attack, and then he’d attack, and so on and so forth

Honestly the best time is when he’s not being a turd

There’s no point in trying to build cute houses or trying to redecorate the villages cuz then you’ll see fire and go to see what’s going on and it’s just Hiro destroying everything

Hiro would probably either build those diamond, emerald, and iron houses or just pure dirt ones

And if you put your bed next to him? He’s either moving it out of spite or letting you

No in between

But if u say anything? Never again

Best believe that he had a pet wolf and if you ever spawn animals, yea…

he’s killing them all

Then there’s games like Detroit Become Human, Stray, Little Misfortune, Sally Face, Undertale, Fnaf, etc etc

These ones you play together

You’re either making choices together or completely fighting over what choice to pick

You may or may not get the bad endings (depending on if they’re story based)

Anyway

Believe it or not he likes to play Yandere Sim

Mostly to just kill ppl just to get caught

He unfortunately also plays Fortnite, and COD (not so unfortunately)

Anywayssss if you’re one of those ppl that play otome/dating games/sims

Well… he got nun to say man

He’s honestly a bit concerned but then gets curious and asks what’s so appealing

I don’t ever see him getting into them unless they also have a plot with the romance

Otherwise, it’s a pass

I also like to believe he likes Stardew Valley, Animal Crossing, and Mario Cart

He’s so competitive on that last one it’s not even funny bro..

Well for the Stardew Valley one you’d probably marry someone and then he’d take it personally and marry someone just to spite you

Either way you two end up getting married in game after you put away your differences

He’s obsessed w fnaf

Which isn’t surprising it just seems so canon

He’ll tell you the lore too, whether or not you already know it couldn’t matter less to him

[possessivedesires]

Ownership Part 2

Yanderes: reverse harem (Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji, and Mitsuya)

Reader: street racer, ex-gang member

Warnings: fighting, some nsfw themes because this is the dark world- but not in detail to keep everything g/n, murder, mind break, childhood PTSD from gang involvement some ooc Emma drama because of Draken being involved.

Guide: each of the boys have their special names for you. That's the only thing they'll call you (unless you're good and they're giving you praise) and of course it has something to do with you being their lap dog. Mikey's mutt, Draken's pup, Baji's bitch, Mitsuya's puppup, and Chifuyu's puppy.

Your hand gently moved in the water, your eyes watching the ripping in the water; feeling the steam in the air on your skin. Mitsuya pressed his lips gently against your neck, moving his hands over your hips. Chifuyu was gently scratching your hair, having that relaxing spot of yours memorized by now, your eyes shutting as you tricked your body to just relax into a small daydream. That none of this black mail ever happened… That this was some fairytale ending…

But sadly that wasn’t the case, your body was still sore from the last session they had on you. Mikey and Baji are always the rough on you, but even Draken was rough on you last time… The blonde had been frustrated and using you to his advantage. But at least you could always depend on Mitsuya and Chifuyu for the gentle aftercare.

“You did so well for them.” Chifuyu whispered, breaking you from your little fantasy. He moved his hand over your cheek, your body wanting to curl in. Mitsuya continued littering your collarbone and neck in gentle kisses; being soft and careful with you as you were in his lap. E/c eyes blinked, finally opening back to glance at Chifuyu.

The door opened, the sound catching your attention. Mitsuya finally lifted his head from your neck, glancing at the doorway where Baji was holding the door open with that large grin of his. A grin that haunted your dreams, especially paired with dangerously glittering eyes. “Hurry it up with them already! You know what day it is, we’re waiting for our bitch.”

It’s Friday… Everyone knew what Fridays were, something that they called hunting days, where they enjoy chasing you down to see who gets you for the entire weekend.

But you were exhausted… All you wanted to do was sleep… Leaning against the side of the tub, resting your head on your folded arms as you tiredly stared at the tiled floor. Baji narrowed his eyes, making his way over and crouching down. His rough voice whispering in your ear, “I wouldn’t mind chasing down that bastard Hiro and finishing him off if you don’t feel like running tonight.”

And there was the fight that Baji wanted to see again. His body leaning back to avoid the way you stood up quickly, the burn in your e/c eyes and jaw tightened. He glanced down your exposed body, seeing the bruises from him and Mikey; licking his lips in delight. Oh he couldn’t wait to have you for the weekend…

“Don’t know why you’re so happy; I’m winning tonight and going to have them all to myself this weekend.” Chifuyu said as he sat on his knees, wrapping his arms around your waist and those words made Baji start laughing loudly. Glancing at the blonde like he lost his mind. “Is that what you think?”

Chifuyu nodded with a soft pout, he already had such a cute weekend planned for the two of you. Your fist tightened by your side… Mikey and Draken are usually the winners, but those weekends aren’t too bad. Baji usually are the worst weekends, but sometimes he’s chill. As long as you’re warming him with your mouth, he can get cruel if you don’t. But Mitsuya and Chifuyu always takes you on little dates if they win.

As if they’re trying to make you happy in this arrangement you’ve been forced into. But they really did want to do anything that made you happy, except leave them.

“Fine… just… let me get dressed.” You mumbled, Mitsuya standing up to show Baji out of the room. Chifuyu grabbed your chin, kissing your lips before leaving after Mitsuya. They didn’t care to leave the room naked, knowing it was only Mikey and Draken out there. That there was some clothes waiting out there for them.

The back of your hand wiped your mouth, getting out of the bath to dry off. As you grabbed your clothes from the shelf, something clattered to the ground and catching your attention. Kneeling down on the tiled ground, pressing your fingers against the metal. Thumb nail digging under the latch, opening it to trace your finger over the pictures. Nine on one side and Hiro on the other. As long as you’re safe…

“Hurry up in there! We got a weekend to plan!” Mikey called out, your hands pulling the hoodie over your head. Then the boxers and shorts, picking up the locket from the ground to put around your neck. As you left the building completely, they were all standing outside.

There was a light drizzle, it actually felt refreshing. Taking a deep breath, leaning your head back softly to feel the light mist on your face. Baji was bouncing his weight between his feet, loosening up as he gave you an excited grin. He wanted you this weekend. “Your three minutes starts… Now.”

Draken announced, starting the stopwatch. That sent you running, panic clutching at your throat and bare feet hitting against the asphalt. Jumping over the boxes in your way, turning around the corner to try and get as much distance between you and them as you could. They always have given you a head start, giving you a chance. At least, that’s what you thought…

But no, this was to make the hunt more worth it for them.

“Y-Y/n?” Your body seemed to freeze, your head turning to see Fox standing there with grocery bags in his hands. His eyes were wide, reflecting your own wide eyes- unsure of what to do. This is the first time in months since you’ve seen any of your once large family.

Months… It’s been months since you’ve become their lap dog. How you have your sanity, how you still have your fire, is something you still don’t understand.

Fox didn’t understand, he was scared to know if this was real or some messed up dream. “W-we… We thought we wouldn’t see you again! We were so worried about ya! You-you just disappeared without a trace?? What the hell happened? No call? No note? Nothing! Do you understand how much Nine has been worrying about you?!”

His voice was raising the more he rant, his blood pressing rising and that was making you panic. Especially because you knew the time before the started chasing you was ticking, you didn’t get as far as you wanted to, and you didn’t want them to hear his raising voice. Fox noticed your panic, noticing the way you were trying to shush him. “Y/n… Whats going on?”

“I…” You saw Mikey turn the corner, making you quickly turn around to take off running again. Instead of continuing to run in the open street, you aimed into one of the store and running through the aisles. But Mikey had seen you, quickly grinning and pushing Fox out of the way to get into the store.

You were crouched down behind one of the small freezers holding fish. Sneaking through the store by sneaking to hide behind the end freezers as you could hear his steps, using them to know when it was safe to cross the aisles.

You could see the back exit door out of the corner of your eye, the panicked feeling of being hunted made you immediately book for the door. Though, you didn’t know if Mikey saw the sharp movement of you suddenly running but you also didn’t have time to care. As the door opened, you ran out and seen a broom to which you helped stuck the door with it.

“There you are puppup.” Mitsuya’s voice made you silently cursed, turning your head just a bit to glance back at him. He had just turned around the corner, but was immediately coming closer. No… No, you couldn’t get caught. This was the day you win…

Before his hand could grab you, you dashed right- not giving yourself a chance to catch your breath. Your lungs were beginning to hurt, feet becoming bruises and making you curse inwardly about not having enough time to grab your shoes.

Mitsuya’s fingers had just skimmed past your hoodie, swearing he could momentarily feel the softness of the fabric of your hoodie. Running after you, chasing you down the street, he wanted to give you a sweet weekend date!

Y/n…? An older man thought, eyes wide under the hat that had been hiding his face but allowing him to see things. He had been sitting on the edge of the curb to watch for any information, but he wasn’t expecting you to run by.

"Gotcha puppy!" Chifuyu yelled as he saw you, running after quickly. Smoke had been staring at you and Chifuyu in shock, watching you run into a smaller shop. Running to a back room, slamming the door behind you and locked it. Leaning against the wooden door, refusing to let go of the handle. Chifuyu immediately grabbing at the handle, “C-come on puppy, don’t ya want to have a nice weekend? You know I won’t hurt you, just open the door.”

Chifuyu tried to sweetly coax you, wanting you to unlock the door. Your hand tightened on the handle, bottom lip beginning to quiver. Of course… Chifuyu and Mitsuya would be your best option… They would treat you sweetly, especially with you already being so exhausted, you just wanted to collapse.

Your hand was shaking, some part of you wondering why you were still fighting. Maybe you should just give in… What’s the point… Months were taking a toll on you, unnoticed of the figure sneaking in. Black eyes watching the way you were beginning to unlock the door, eyes dulled while staring at the door.

“Hello pup.” The hand covered your mouth, making your eyes widened quickly as you realized you had just unlocked the door. You were pulled back from the door, into Draken’s chest as he smirked. Your head turned, feeling your body shaking lightly and he cooed before booping your nose. Suddenly pulling you over his shoulder.

Chifuyu’s smile brightened when he saw the door opened, quickly falling into a pout when he saw Draken carrying you. The taller one only smirking. “They’re mine for the weekend.”

Fox glanced at Smoke when your old uncles watched the way you were carried out from the small store. Smoke nodded, even the older man sitting on the side of the curb got up to make his way to Smoke and Fox. Your three uncles leaving the neighborhood.

“We saw them!” Fox exclaimed while he threw open the door, Ratchet jumping from the loud noise. The sharp clattering sound of him dropping his wrench echoed in the room, Ratchet making some annoyed sound before he getting back to work on the radiator.

“The hell ya talkin ‘bout ya two?” Nine’s voice was a bit slurred, pushing his empty cup away. Ever since you disappeared, he’s been stuck between the fight of drinking his pain away or grieving with his emotions. Sometimes, like today, the drinking wins; and Ratchet was here to make sure that he didn’t drink too much. Already had been cut off by his friend, leaving him with an empty cup.

Hiro glanced over at hearing his uncles, pausing in the hallway. Both of his legs were in casts, a gift from Baji. He had been trying to stumble to the bathroom, but now he was curious from the urgent voice of his uncle and loud noises. Pain scrunching up his face, leaning against the wall to listen in on the conversation. Is… he… could he really be talking about Y/n…?

Hiro thought to himself, hand reaching out to brush his fingers over the frame of a picture where your captured smiling face was seen. This was actually one of the last good pictures before Hiro had left in the first place, when it seemed like all of them were together. If he hadn’t gotten so jealous of you, if he hadn’t been so rash, and desperate for his father’s attention… He should have never left…

“Listen to me Nine!” Fox snapped, slamming his hands on the table and giving the drunken man a glare. Nine just lazily waved him off, looking to his cup as if more alcohol was magically gonna be in there. Hiccup in annoyance and trying to find his body, Smoke sitting at the table. “Nine… They were running, chased… And a blonde with a tattoo on the side of his head caught them.”

“Hah! Runnin… If that was the case…” He hiccuped, shaking his head and almost falling out of the chair from the way shaking his head seemed to take off his balance. Hand trying to grab at his class, instead accidentally hitting it and the glass rolling off of the table. Shattering on the ground, Ratchet sighing while fixing the radiator. He should have stopped his friend earlier… “Th-they would’ve come back… stupid fuckin glass.”

Tattoo on the side of his head…? No… Draken… He-he was serious. Hiro thought, first in confusion before his eyes widened in realization. Hand reaching up to grab at his shirt, feeling like his chest was hurting… Remembering that day that he was let go from them.

“Seems like today is your lucky day, good for you.” Draken spoke as he walked up, arms crossed. Black eyes looking down at Hiro sprawled out on the floor. Blood pooled around his head from the busted skin; the result from Baji’s insane punches. And the pain he felt from his broken legs… It was unlike anything he’s ever felt before…

“H-how…” He coughed, blood spitting across the asphalt as he wheezed. It would be a miracle if there was no broken ribs, but Hiro had a suspicion that they were… But Hiro didn’t understand where this was coming from, he thought he was going to die with them… “Y/n made a deal with us.”

“Y/n?! The hell you do to them?!” Hiro suddenly yelled, letting out a wheeze like cough from the way that Draken kicked him. Spitting out more blood, feeling like he wanted to get sick. He should have felt annoyed that you were saving him once again, should have felt that anger he usually felt whenever you solved his problems.

But yet… He didn’t, no, he felt something different… Those times, all those times that he snapped at you for taking care of him, all those times he was an asshole for you saving him. He was never upset at you, no, he was upset with himself. That he put his little sibling in possible danger as they protected him, that he couldn’t be the solver of problems. But he didn’t understand the anger he felt to himself, instead taking it out on you for so long… He shouldn’t have done that…

“You’ve been given a second chance. Don’t fuck it up by tryin to play hero, you never were anyways.” Draken said as he was kneeling down besides Hiro, darkly glaring at him. Hiro felt tears pooled in his swollen eyes, staring at Draken. “Wh-what… What are you going to do to them…?”

“We’re going to keep them, they’re ours now. Our little pet.” He stood up, nodding to Baji who picked up Hiro by the collar of his shirt. Hiro’s breath caught in his throat, terrified of what Baji was about to do. “Take him back home Baji, he won’t do anything rash.”

And the worst thing that made Hiro feel sick… Was the fact that Draken was right… As Baji was dragging him out, not caring by the way Hiro’s broken legs were in pain from the dragging on the ground. “Wh-why?! Why would they do that?! M-make a deal! Why?!”

“To save your pathetic ass.”

Tears fell down Hiro’s cheeks, feeling his fist clenched by his side. He was the only one who knew where you were… But yet, he never told his dad or his uncles about it. Even when his father begged him to know what happened to Hiro when he was taken, Hiro didn’t want to say anything in case he accidentally spilled about what you did…

Hiro didnt understand you. Though Hiro acted like the worst brother you could have asked for… You still gave up your freedom for his and didn’t understand it. No matter how he looked at it; he couldn’t wrap his head around it. And he hated how the guilt tore him from the inside.

“Think about it Nine… come on man, think. They were caught! It must have been what they were dealing on their own before they disappeared.” Fox was arguing with the drunk Nine, Smoke immediately freezing in his seat. Ratchet stopped working on the radiator at hearing that, paling where he was sitting. Smoke quickly shaking his hands, silently mentioning for Fox to shut up.

“What are you talking about?” Nine asked dangerously, Ratchet turned his head to look back at Fox. Ratchet had been one of the ones that had been trying to find out what you had been fighting on your own; but they had trained you well growing up… If you didn’t want someone to know something, they wouldn’t.

“Look, they came to Ratchet wanting parts. Their bike was crashed. They were unfocused, biting their nails, they were fighting something on their own.” Nine’s unfocused eyes widened at hearing that, beginning to cry at hearing that. His friends’ eyes widened at watching him beginning to cry, tears falling down his cheeks. “I failed them!”

It was no secret that biting your nails was a nervous habit of yours, when you’re carrying too much on your shoulders. It was a sign that all your uncles knew it was an unconscious silent cry of help. None of them knew how to get Nine to stop crying… Ratchet spoke up, “Did you see where they went?”

“No…” It made the others’ mood drop, Fox’s eyes widened at watching them before quickly trying to cheer up the mood. This was the first sign in months they’ve seen you, this should be good news! “B-but I’m sure we’ll see them soon!”

“Yea, yea of course! Look, we know how much they fight back and how stubborn they are. They’ll find a way to reach out to us soon and we’ll bring them back home.” Smoke agreed with Fox, trying to make the situation lighter.

They shouldn’t have given me this life… It didn’t belong to me, not after I hurt dad. But you… you took care of dad and the uncles, you deserve to be here more than anyone. I shouldn’t be feeling the warmth from my uncles, I should have never been able to leave those psychopaths. But what the hell can I even do…? Hiro finally thought defeatedly, slumping to the ground. Hanging his head, hands holding his head as he silently sobbed.

“Just trust them Nine, they’ll be home before ya know it.”

The bike slowed to a stop, engine getting cut off. Your body was caged by Draken, since he wanted to let you sit in front of him so he could make sure you didn’t try anything. Plus when you held onto the handle bars, it always gave him the excuse to hold your hands- keeping his hands over yours.

“What are we doing here…?” You asked softly, looking over at Draken in confusion. This garage, you didn’t recognize it. He hummed at your question, only giving you a smirk. “You’ll understand when you get inside.”

Draken’s been waiting for his weekend to show you this, wanting to be the one to get the praise for what he did. But all you wanted to know is what he was planning, confused as you watched him open the door. Mentioning you inside, every internal warning and alarm going off as you made your way through the door.

Blood stained the floor, the metallic scent was thick in the air. It could like you were choking on it, hand reaching up to grab at your mouth and help cover some of the scent. It seemed like forever since you had smelt something like this.

“Since you’ve given yourself to us to save that bastard, no reason to keep letting them freely crawl around.” Draken explained as he kicked one of the guys sprawled out on the ground. These… These were the guys you had raced, that had put you in this position. But hearing his explanation made his stomach drop.

They only made that deal with me to get me to willingly work with them… They knew where these guys were the entire time, it was all a game to them! They-they were like pawns… But since I made the deal to take Hiro’s place and get him home… They didn’t need these pawns, this deal couldn’t be held above my head. If I had found them… Before I gave myself up for Hiro, I could have been free.

“Buuuuuut, they still owe you money.” Draken said, annoyed that someone had the idiocy to steal from you. Sure it was before they all met you, but still, these scum still did it. Your eyes widened as you could the guy under Draken screaming in pain, watching the way Draken was stepping on the already wounded head. “So, where’s their money?”

“Wh-what are y-y-you-“ He screamed again as Draken leaned down against his knee, pressing more of his body weight. But the injured guy’s eyes widened when he saw who walked over to look at Draken. He was the one that raced you… They never thought they would have seen you again, so why… “Don’t play dumb with me.”

Draken growled, your body turning away from the screams. Everything in your mind seemed jumbled, you couldn’t pinpoint why it was happening. You were upset that someone stole from you, even if it was months ago and you’ve had bigger things to worry about, you were upset that there was a chance you could have escaped this hell earlier- and you never realized it till now.

You looked around the garage, hand reaching out and running along one of the crates. Feeling a steel rod resting on top of the wooden surface, one of your fingers trailing over the spiral like design. This was usually your go to weapon if you had business to take care of.

“This is the fourth time ya’ve come in with wounds.” You mentioned as Hiro snuck into the garage. He would rather get caught sneaking in by you than his father. Hiro tried to brush you off and walk past to the house, when the monkey wrench was held out in front of him. “What are you doing?”

“What happened to you? Why do you keep getting hurt?” You asked, concerned, but his jaw clenched at hearing you already ready to get fight. “I don’t need any help from baby brother/sister.”

He snapped, pushing your arm down roughly and not caring when you fell back of your chair. Narrowed e/c eyes glared at him, watching him disappear through the doorway and you waited even just a little bit more for everything to go quiet.

You stood up, brushing the dirt from the back of your pants. Just by one look, you had made up your mind. Reaching out to grab the steel rod from the corner of the garage and leaving.

“Did you see that idiot? Can you believe that he says his dad used to be a gangster?!” One of the boys laughed, lightly punching his buddy. Your eyes watched them, having a feeling that if you stuck around here then the culprits would show up. “There’s no way! I think he made it all up for attention.”

“Do ya? Is that what ya think?” Your voice asked behind them, making them jump from your sudden appearance. First they were worried of being caught, but then they saw it was a smaller kid. “Who let in the shrimp? Come on kiddo! Run back before your parents cry about curfew-“

His buddy’s eyes widened when they saw the one talking fall to the ground, blood seeping out of the wound. You had a big grin on your face, eyes seeming to sparkle a bit at the adrenaline beginning to spike. Blood now covering your favored steel rod.

“Pup? What are you doing?” Your eyes blinked, seeing one of the guys on the floor in front of you. When did you move…? The metal rod that you had been looking at was in your hand; and now had a little bit of blood.

“Well… I’ll be damned pup, look at you. You protected me.” The pride that Draken felt… Oh he couldn’t wait to tell Mikey about this. But you were stuck staring at steel rod, wondering why you had moved. Did… they break you already?

“Ya guys took our pup’s money after racin’ on our turf. So how about this, ya give them everythin’ ya got. Dead men don’t need riches anyways.”

“Dr-Draken… I…” You tried to speak out, maybe to argue about your actions, maybe to stop all this. You really didn’t know why you were speaking out or what you were going to say. But he only gave you a small look, “Hush pup, we’ll go out once we’re done. You need to be rewarded anyways.”

But I didn’t do it on purpose… You thought, shoulders slumping. But Draken only grinned at seeing you listening to him, not realizing you were just in your thoughts, and look at where the injured guy was pointing. “It better be there or I’ll make things even more painful before your death.”

Draken stepped off of his head, kicking him away before making his way over to he had been pointing at. Grinning at seeing the money, looking back at the dazed you. “Ready to out pup?”

The rod dropped from your hand at his question, clattering on the concrete with an ear ringing sound. Your eyes were staring at your hands, just a couple drops of red against your s/c skin. After months… Months of being treated like a little lap dog… You still had your fight.

“Pup, are you listening to me?” Draken asked, pulling you from your thoughts as he pulled you to his chest. His hand buried in your hair, pressing you against his chest. All the money was in his pockets, sending a text to Mikey that he had news to share- telling him where to meet the two of you.

“There we go pup, your attention back on me. Come on, I said we’re leaving. The others will come to finish them.” Draken said as he was pulling you out of the garage, keeping an arm wrapped around your shoulder. You swung your leg on the back, following the routine you’ve come to know and Draken leaned his head on your shoulder. “Let’s get going, I’m starving and you must be too after today.”

You’ve learned how to properly survive with each of them, knowing what each of them wanted. Mikey likes a little spitfire with them, but ultimately likes you listening to him. Mitsuya is chilled, he doesn’t like ordering you around so much and loves living in the delusion of a happy relationship. Chifuyu is clinging; he loves the affection and wants to be close to you. Baji is always a wild, it takes careful precision to know which mood he’s in- from wanting a brat to put in their place or a sweet little pet he can dote on.

“You’ve been zoning out today, this isn’t a very fun reward weekend.” And then there’s Draken. He’s soft, unless he’s frustrated, always showing that he wants to protect you- in his dark and twisted ways. Showing you his dedication to you, he loves rewarding you when you’ve been good in his eyes. “Sorry Draken.”

“It’s okay pup, but we’re here now. So you can make it up to me by sitting in my lap for dinner.” He said with a smile as he parked the bike, leaning back to stare at you. Wondering how perfect and how lucky he was for universe to have sent you racing on their turf. You’re everything he could ask for, glancing down at the collar around your neck.

You got off of the bike, Draken following after you. He held out his hand, wondering if you do it without him having to say anything. And to his surprise and pride, you slipped your hand into his. “Good pup.”

He praised you, walking into the restaurant. You were surprised to see that Mikey was already sitting there and Draken gently pushed you into the booth. Draken sat besides you, glancing over at you while patting his thigh. “So what happened? What’s the big news?”

Mikey asked as you moved to sit in Draken’s lap. At first; he was thinking that he was gonna have to punish you. The dark excitement grew at the thought, but the annoyance bubbled at thought of fighting back still. Draken hummed, gently brushing his fingers over your jaw. “Pup deserves a reward tonight.”

“Oh yea? What’da they do?” Mikey asked, interested and leaning forward to rest his chin on his hands. Draken smirked, wrapping his arms around your waist. “When we went to get their money, ya know the ones that those bastards still had. Pup had protected when one of those assholes got up to get me from behind.”

“Wait, really?” Out of all the things that Mikey had been thinking of what we was about to hear, that definitely wasn’t one of them. But he couldn’t fight the grin that was growing on his face, excited at the thought to have you finally broken in. The perfect little pet.

“I’m so proud of you baby.” You looked up quickly at hearing Mikey, surprised. They’ve called you anything but their pet, so to hear a pet name… A sweet praise, it sounded so… Affectionate. You weren’t used to this, you didn’t know how to respond. But yet; you craved for more. “Continue being this good and you’ll be rewarded nicely.”

If… If I continue to hurt people for them, I can get good things… Could I even get… freedom? You thought to yourself, trying not to let the smile grow on your face at the thought. You couldn’t let them know what you had planned.

Your hand spun the baseball bat in your hand before cracking it against the skull of the guy standing in front of you, pretending the skull was a baseball. Baji grinned at seeing you, letting out a loud laugh. He had heard it from Mikey and immediately wanted to test you the first chance he had gotten.

So of course he didn’t give you a chance the next hunting day. With his weekend, he had a fight set up. Of course not letting you know about his plan. You had just reacted when you saw someone running up to Baji to attack him.

Of course Baji would have no problem taking out this guy, could easily defend himself. But no, he wanted to see what you would do. And he loved it.

He walked over to you, grabbing your hair with a harsh grip. Once you would have winced at the pain, but now you seem to have gotten addicted to it. Grinning at Baji in response and Baji was addicted to see your response. He wanted more. “Atta boy/girl.”

You seem to vibrate with his growl of a praise. Slowly you’ve lost that goal of freedom, trickling away till nothing was left. Every praise you had gotten made your brain feel fuzzy, you were addicted to them. “Don’t worry anymore my lovely bitch. Let me take care of this scum and we’ll go do something fun, yea?”

He hummed, leaning close to nip at your lip and feeling your smile grow. With one last tug on your hair, he let go of you to drag off the poor son of a bitch away. You watched him, still in that delicious haze you’ve grown to enjoy when around the people who own you.

Footsteps caught your attention, they were coming up behind you. Not Baji’s pattern of footsteps, or any of your other owners. So, all you could tell, that it was threat. Tightening your grip on the baseball bat, quickly swinging it as you turned.

A hand snatched it, golden eyes stared at you with a small ring of a bell sounding out. The bell on his earring, catching your attention to watch it momentarily. He smirked softly, “I was wondering when you would finally be left alone. They’ve been clinging onto you forever.”

There was a giggle from him, but you glared at him. All haziness from Baji’s praise was gone, leaving you sober and alert to this danger of a newcomer. You didn’t know who this person was or what he wanted. You demanded, “And you are?”

“Name’s Kazutora, nice to finally meet the lap dog of Toman. I’ve been wanting to see what kept ya ‘round so far.” He leaned down, getting in your face but you didn’t shy away from him. You weren’t scared of him, he didn’t intimidate you. Instead, you tilted your head to the side- almost mocking him, “And you’re not just here to taunt, are you?”

Kazutora was curious, he wanted to test you. Enjoying that cold look in your eyes, it made an excitement in him stir. “Nope~ I wanted to see what got them all fired up, but here I find a little… nothing.”

You let out a breathy chuckle, shaking your head. Kazutora smirked at you, growing excited at the thought of seeing what you would do. “I wish it was nothing, then I wouldn’t be stuck here.”

His grip tightened on the baseball bat, wondering if you wanted to leave. Your eyes narrowed, remembering their praises and whose collar was around your neck. Suddenly head butting Kazutora, making him lean back in surprised pain before your leg kicked his out from under him.

Excitement sparkled his eyes, staring up at you. The baseball bat was pressed against his chest, but there was nostalgia beginning to dig its claws in your chest. This is how you were before Toman, you craved to go back to the way it used to be.

“Babe! We’re leaving!” The crave to be how it used to be disappeared, leaving with the haziness happiness. Instead you were instinctively perking up, tossing the bat to the ground and leaving Kazutora on the ground as you left to go find Baji with a smile. Babe? That’s a new one!

Holy shit… I want them. Toman doesn’t deserve them. He thought, sitting up and feeling the unstable grin stretching across his face.

Your fist swung, watching the blonde easily dodge and you kicked back. Baji grabbed your ankle, yanking towards him and making a small yelp coming from the sudden movement- hopping on your foot to keep up with the pull.

Ever since you showed loyalty to them, they’ve been testing you more and more. Curious to see just how far you would go for them, Draken finally figuring out the secret way to. He’s the one that basically studies you, noticing the way you were addicted to their praise. So you best believe that they took advantage of that.

Some part of you wants to please them, to have them proud of you. Like the eager pet they’ve trained you months to be.

Your body spun, pulling your leg out from Baji’s hold. Mikey grinned, grabbing your arm to pin it behind your back, his other arm wrapped around you. He loved the the feeling of your body pressed against him.

“You did so good.” Baji praised with the growl of his rough voice, his hand loosely wrapped around your throat. Watching the way you looked up with those shimmer e/c eyes. He loved seeing the way you melted for them, they all loved the way they could see you fall deeper in their clutches.

You grinned, already wanting to hear more praises from them. Your wrist, that was in Mikey’s hold, twisted ever so slightly as you flexed your hand. Your free hand knocked down Baji’s loose hold, suddenly jumping up. They were surprised at your sudden movement; your feet pressing against Baji’s chest to use him to push your weight back onto Mikey. Sending the two of you to the ground suddenly.

“I win.” You said proudly as you were straddling Mikey, grinning down at him as you sat victorious. He glanced down at where you were straddling him, a devious smirk tugging at his lips. “Sorry mutt, but I’m always on top.”

“What-“ You didn’t get to finish your confused question before Mikey reached up, hand grabbing your throat and flipping to the two of you. Manhandling your body like a rag doll, pinning you face first into the ground. You whined in protest, his hips pressing against yours. “Don’t whine mutt, we’re proud of ya.”

He nipped at your ear, watching the way you shivered and grinned. Baji groaned loudly, already annoyed that he wasn’t the one pinning you to the ground. He wanted to feel you against your hips, watching the way your face would get red from his teasing movements. He wanted to be the one to squeeze your hips, wanted to be the one leaving oh so pretty fingerprints on your waist.

“Mikey, we still have to go out today. Remember? We’re going to be late.” Baji grumbled, only mentioning it because he didn’t have you under him. Your eyes opened, feeling Mikey’s teasing touches retreat. Of course, you remembered what they had been talking about they were sparring with you. Another gang wanted to meet up, to talk about racing turfs and even possible a challenge. This was the meeting night.

“Think mutt should tag along for their reward? We could always entertain them if they ever get bored.” Mikey asked he was getting up, easily pulling you up. Your eyes lit up, listening to Mikey talking to Baji. He hummed, smirking while licking his lips. “They’ll definitely be better than whatever those idiots will want to talk about.”

Usually, you’ve been left with one of the others or even locked up for the time they’ve had to meet the others. Of course the lock up was when you were constantly fighting them.

An eager nod came from you, wanting to go! They both grinned at seeing your excitement, Mikey cooing about how you wanted to stay with them. “Let’s stop by Draken’s then, he’ll definitely have something nice for ya to wear.”

“I vote leather.” Baji growled excitedly as Mikey pulled you to sit in front of him. The other narrowing his eyes with a small huff as Mikey grinned cheekily, pecking your lips. “Win next Baji!”

And with that, Mikey was racing off with Baji behind him. Once they arrived at Draken’s place, Mikey called the said blonde and explained that you would be tagging along. Baji was holding your hand as you were dragged inside. Your body hiding behind Baji, Mikey laughing at your undoubtedly shy nature when it comes to being affectionate in public places. They thought it was adorable.

“Hey pup.” Draken greeted, making his way over to you. Grabbing your cheeks, tilting up your head to kiss your lips. Sighing softly in happiness against them. “Missed ya, hope they played nice with ya.”

“They pinned Mikey down~” Baji chuckled, Draken giving you a small look with a surprised him. You shyly explained how you had done it; that it wouldn’t have been possible if Baji wasn’t there. Because you needed a sturdy surface to hold your weight. “Sturdy~? My, if you just wanted to feel me up, you don’t even have to ask bitch.”

While the three of them bickered playfully between each other, you were looking between each of the women. Remembering the women that you grew up interacting with, the kind of women who made things difficult for you.

“Who let in this stupid little brat?” One of the woman asked, poking your forehead harshly. Her fake nails scratching your skin, making your small hand slapping away her hand. Giving her an annoyed look. “How dare you? Don’t you have any respect for your elders? So disrespectful.”

“You look like you should be in a grave already, hag.” You commented, looking around for Nine. She gasped at hear that, anger boiling at your disregard and disrespect. Raising her hand sharply, aiming to hit you. But all you saw was a threat, quickly grabbing the little Swiss Army knife you always had on you.

She screamed loudly, in pain. Her scream caught the attention of others, different people quickly making their way into the room and closer to you. She was cradling her injured hand, your grip tightened on the bloodied Swiss Army knife. Some part of you wanted to go for her vocal cords.

“Nine!” You yelled out when you saw your father figure, quickly running over to hug him. He picked you up, your eyes watching the woman cry about how she was just trying to help you find your parents. Acting like she was so nice and sweet, pretending that she was in the right… And all you could do was watch this lying hag get everyone on her side, Nine having to take you somewhere else.

It was then… That you realized the women in the world you knew were vicious. That they would screw anyone to wrap around their finger, that they could torment and get away with things easily… All they needed to bat their eyelash and spread their legs.

“Pup? What’s the matter?” Draken asked, noticing the way you had stopped walking. You had mentally checked out, no longer paying attention to anything around you. But at Draken’s question, the other two glanced at you.

Your unfocused eyes darted between each woman, swearing you were seeing women that you only saw your childhood. That this place itself didn’t look the same anymore, looking like the one you’ve been in years ago. The same place that held the same women who would torment you, the ones that would hurt you- or your aunties by messing with your uncles. The ones-

“Mutt.” Mikey’s commanding voice and tight grip around your throat grabbed your attention from the fog you had been stuck in. You released a breath, blinking and reaching a hand to grab at his around his throat. Your fingers dug under his, getting the oxygen back but smoothly hiding the action to raise his hand to your face. He watched you, watched the way you nuzzled into his palm. Blinking under your eyelashes and wanting to make him forget that you had been stuck in your memories. “Thank you, master.”

“Little minx… Draken, get us all of us a room.”

By the time you had actually left that place and arrived to where you needed to be. Your skin was decorated in bruises and hickeys, the leather top and some ripped denim shorts showed off the marks you gained from them.

The boys appreciated seeing all forms of ownership on you; from the collar to the personal markings. Chifuyu brightened up when saw you arrived, quickly running over to wrap his arms around you. Tucking his hands in your back pockets playfully, squeezing your ass. His lips were attached to your neck, pulling you close to his body and adding more to the hickeys. Making such a sweet sound fall from your lips.

“Missed ya puppy, so so so much.” He panted in your ear softly, getting drunk off of your scent and the feel of your body. Mikey placed a hand on Chifuyu’s shoulder, making the excited blonde whine as Mikey pulled them back. “We have a meeting to attend to. Let’s go Chifuyu. Mitsuya, you’re in charge of them.”

Chifuyu complained while he was being dragged away, Mitsuya wrapping an arm around your shoulder and tucking you against his body. Kissing the side of your head with smile. “You look so perfect puppup.”

And all those marks were a cherry on top. You smiled softly at him, leaning into him as the two of you walked into the club. The music was loud, bass vibrating the floor and your eyes glancing at the bodies grinding on each other; drinks being shot down at the bar; couples sloppily making out; a couple people passed out.

“You want to dance?” Mitsuya asked, moving a hand from your shoulders to grasp your hand. His hand guiding and spinning you, pulling you along to dance to the bass filled music. There was a smile on your face, starting to get into the music and swaying along. And seeing your smile was the best feeling in the world for Mitsuya, his chest fluttering in happiness.

“I’m thirsty.” You said while the song changed, Mitsuya nodded and was about to leave and get something to drink for you when you shook your head. You didn’t want to bother him for that, holding his hand and kissing his lips softly. Immediately feeling him smile against you. “I’ll go get it, just stay here and I’ll be right back.”

And since you’ve gained their trust, showed your loyalty, they didn’t care to let you go off sometimes. Always knowing that you would be back, you were just as addicted to them as they were to you.

There was a crowd at the bar, leaning against the bar. Flagging down the bartender when you had a chance to order a sprite, leaning against the wooden surface as you waited. Everything seeming to freeze as you heard a female voice introduce herself to someone, “I’m Emma.”

And it felt like a cold water splashed down your spine, the music seemed to have faded out nothing. Everything felt wrong…

“He- he messed with Emma! Draken’s girl and- and Mikey’s sister.” “E-Emma has been… been pinning after Draken for years…” “She- she always flirts with other guys… trying- trying to get Draken jealous.”

You remembered the information you had gotten from Chifuyu… Hand grabbing your sprite, turning from the bar. She’s the reason Hiro was brought into this in the first place… The reason that I’m stuck in this… That whore.

“And I’m Y/n.” You spoke, sliding between the two of them easily. Leaning against the counter while glaring at Emma coldly, who froze at your entrance before glaring when she recognized your name. She knew of you, that you’ve been hanging out with Draken- you’ve been all over him. She hates it. Always seething in jealousy.

“Scram.” Your voice was cold, authoritative. This is was the you before Toman, the one who could have been your own gang leader. He had been intimidated by you, quickly leaving and almost tripping over his feet. “You bitch… What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Emma demanded, watching the way you sat in that guy’s abandoned seat. Sipping at your sprite, her eyes narrowing at the air you held yourself with. She didn’t like the inferior feeling bubbling in her chest. You smiled, unnerving and made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Every nerve in her body told her to run.

“Me? Oh nothing, just wanted to see how cheap of a whore you are.” You commented, watching the way her face flushed in anger. She tightened her hand on her glass, the hatred burning her chest. The thoughts running of things you’ve done with Draken. “Why you-“

“Fucking these men? Really Emma? Just to get one person to look at you. Pathetic… If ya ask me. But ya dragged my brother in this mess of yours, that’s something I won’t forgive.” She hated the way Draken won’t look at her, she hated the way that he always seemed to be focused on you. She hated how you felt like you were all that.

Your head turned to the side suddenly, Emma had just slapped you in anger. The lights of the club bounced off of the reflective surfaces, creating unique patterns on the moving bodies. But yet, you still couldn’t focus on the music or the crowd. Your only attention was now focused on hurting Emma.

“I’ll break your legs in return.” You mumbled to yourself, tongue swiping over your lips to feel if she had busted your lip. Emma was terrified at the look in your eye when you glanced back at her. But when you lifted your hand to do anything, moving your body to hurt her, a sudden force harshly pinned you against the counter.

Your arm was pinned to your back, feeling the familiar feeling of a knife pressed against your skin of your neck. And this knife was a familiar one too… But that could only mean one thing… “The hell do you think you were about to do?”

Mikey growled, any hint of playfulness or adoration gone from his voice. His grip harsh on your arm, your eyes widened at this feeling. This… This felt like nothing like you were sparring with him and Baji. That clicked something for you… They had been playing with you, there was no way you could really beat them.

“Th-they threatened to break my legs Mikey!” Emma cried out, looking for Draken to cry on. You noticed her action and gave out a harsh laugh, your eyes a bit wild as you gave her a grin. “He ain’t here for ya to leech on sweetheart! He don’t care for ya whore!”

“Watch. It. I may love you, but this is my sister.” Mikey snapped, pressing the knife closer to your skin. Usually this would give you such a pleasurable fire under your skin at feeling the blade… But now? It only gave you the cold feeling down your spine. But you couldn’t believe what you heard… L-love…? He… loves me…? Do they all…?

You thought, confused. You had thought you were only a toy, a pet to have by their side… Glancing at Mikey through the corner of eye, he looked so… distraught. You didn’t understand, his voice was so cold, but he was so torn in his eyes.

“M-Mikey? Wh-what do you mean love? Haven’t you seen them cheating on you with your buddies?? Why would you love something like that?!” Emma cried out, not understanding why her brother fell for someone like you! You could only laugh loudly, wincing at feeling the grip tighten on your wrist. “Cheating?! I’m not you! I’m not jealous and fucking men. I belong to them!”

This was the first time Mikey heard you admit it. They’ve always told you… But oh to hear you say it with your addicting voice… Oh fuck it made it him excited, oh what he wouldn’t want nothing more than just show exactly that. You belong to them.

“My sister isn’t like that.” Mikey argued with you, having to protect the last of his family, Emma quickly agreeing with her brother’s naive defense. She definitely didn’t want to be on the end of Mikey’s wrath. But you were confused, glancing back at Mikey. For someone who seemed to know or find out about anything… “Wait… you don’t know?”

“Know what mutt?” Mikey asked lowly, narrowing his eyes. You couldn’t fight the way that his low growl of his voice seemed to make your chest do a flip. Emma’s eyes widened, fearing that you would expose her. “Th-that Y/n was trying to flirt with someone at the bar! And- and when I tried to tell them to stop, they threatened to break my legs to keep me quiet about their betrayal.”

There they go… always like clockwork, always the same dance. You thought, letting out a harsh breath as your fist tightened. But by the way that Mikey pressed more of his weight on you, you knew that you weren’t going to win. So instead… “Is that true mutt?”

With a bat of their eyes, these women who have men so far wrapped around their fingers can get away with anything. For they do no wrong…

“Would you believe anything I would say?” Your monotone voice took him off guard, glancing down to see you look so… distant. You decided that you would protect yourself, cutting Mikey as one of your owners, shutting down. “Mikey, let our pup go.”

How many times those snakes would take people away from you…? You thought to yourself, still keep your pressed position at the bar even when Mikey stepped back. Draken hand brushed along your cheek, noticing the light in your eyes were gone. Swiping his thumb along your lips, easing you to come back to him as you sat up.

Why won’t he look at me?! Emma cried in her head, watching the way you curled into Draken’s side when you noticed he was standing there. Frustrated tears pooling in her eyes, wondering what was going on, why was nothing work in her favor!! “Draken-“

“Not the time Emma. Let me see pup.” His voice was so annoyed when he talked to her, easing your head from his side to tilt up your chin. He enjoyed the way that you immediately hide in his side when you noticed it was him, but he hated to see you so hurt… Emotionally… and physically. “Not good Mikey, you know the one rule we all created and you broke that.”

No blood is to ever be drawn on your body.

“But they were threatening Emma! She says that they were flirting with someone here. They belong to us, not some stupid scum and need to be reminded-“

“And do you believe Emma? Because I certainly don’t.” Emma’s eyes widened at hearing that, glaring at your eyes that were blankly staring at the countertop. Her fist tightening in anger, she hated you. Hated you so much, how you could take him away from her…?

“Come on man… You really think my sister would lie about something like that? She has no reason to!” Mikey argued, Draken tucking your chest in his chest. His fingers gently rubbing soft circles in his neck, giving Mikey an annoyed look. “And you think our pup would betray us when they’re addicted to us? It’s your sister Mikey, think about it. The same sister who’s been sleeping around. So yes, I think she would.”

Emma’s eyes widened at hearing Draken call her out, freezing and silently wondering how Mikey would react. Mikey narrowed his eyes at Draken. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, back it up man. Don’t talk about my sister like that.”

“You’re the only who refuses to see it Mikey.” That was the last thing Draken had said, picking you up and carrying you sit in one of the rooms. And… you just sat that, silently wondering what you had done wrong to make one of your owners not trust you anymore. Well… ex owner in your mind.

“We’ll fix this, okay… come on… look at me pup.” Draken whispered, rubbing at your cheek softly. But you didn’t react, adjusting your thoughts, not glancing at him when he crouched down and was in your line of sight. It was like you were catatonic… “We’ll fix this…”

Draken said to himself, nodding and standing up. Mumbling about waiting for Mitsuya and left the room to text which room you were in, going to end the meeting.

“Lookie here, a lap dog abandoned by its masters.” You knew that voice… And the soft ringing of the bell. Though the music was loud outside of the room, you could hear the bell so clearly and for the first time- you moved your eyes to glance at the door where Kazutora was walking to slide into the booth across from you.

“What do you want?” You spoke, making him giddy because he knew you didn’t even speak to Draken- one of your so called owners. So in his delusional mind, he was different- no he was special.

“I watched that stunt earlier, came to check on you and see how ya were feelin. Getting betrayed by your owners must suck, hmm?” He leaned over, brushing his thumb over where the blood was on your neck from the nick of Mikey’s knife. Your eyes narrowed, watching the way licked your blood off of his thumb, shivering in delight. “Might I say… Red’s such a good color on you.”

“I don’t like you.”

“That’s a real shame because I like you, ya know?”

“Forget it. I belong to them only.” He felt his eye twitched, glaring at you with the annoyed shimmering momentarily. Of course, you had to fight against him… He loved it and hated it at the same to him. But, he knew how to get things he wanted. And the best way to get you was make you feel like you’ve been betrayed by all your masters. “Tell Mikey to kill her.”

And the first step was the leader himself, Mikey. He wanted Mikey to suffer. Losing his sister and his pet. Two birds, one knife. But you were confused, looking at him in confusion. He grinned, smiling at you oh so innocently psychotic. “He said he loved you, right? Tell him to prove it.”

Your head shook, you didn’t want to ask someone of that! Kazutora leaned forward, hands pressing against the table as he could see you struggling. Fighting back against the giggle bubbling in his throat. “Maybe he doesn’t really love ya. Ya know, he lies just like his sister. They’re the perfect siblings.”

“You-“

“I would’ve done it for you.” Your eyes widened at the confession, staring at him. He flicked out his switchblade, putting it under the collar and jumping the original steps. But that rushing triggered your fight, immediately snatching his wrist and pushing it to the table. “Cut this off and you’ll make a target on your back, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

“Feisty… that’s why I want you so bad. Such a pretty thing, you have no idea…”

“Leave.” You let go of his wrist, watching the way he slid out of the back of the room. By the time Mitsuya had walked in the room, you had already laid your head back on the table. His hand petting your hair lightly and feeling the bandaid covering the small, bleeding scratch. “Oh baby… How do you feel?”

He asked he sat down, his chest tightening when you silently crawled into his lap while curling up against your chest. Sad, you felt hurt… And Mitsuya could see that. Frowning, wrapping his arms around you and rubbing your back gently. “Can you tell me what happened?”

Someone really wants to know my side…? But no one ever did before… You thought, your eyes widened before feeling yourself breaking at hearing him. “I- I saw Emma… She… was with another guy at the bar… B-but I could only think about what she did to Hiro… That maybe this man was someone’s brother, how sad they would be without them… So I stepped in…”

You had been unconsciously testing the waters, slow in story telling. Ready to stop if he seemed to be reacting badly, but he only nuzzled against your head gently. Whispering about how proud he is for you telling him and asking for you to continue.

“She slapped me… But when I went to hit her back, Mikey had the knife against my throat.” His eyes widened at hearing that, immediately pulling you a bit from his chest to look at your cheek. Being able to see the red mark on your cheek now that you weren’t laying on it or hiding it in his chest.

“Oh baby… I’m so sorry you had to go through with that, we’ll deal with her.” He promised you as his thumb brushed along the sensitive skin, making you wince softly. The door opened, Mitsuya letting you laid back against his chest as Baji leaned against the doorframe. “How are they?”

Chifuyu ducking under Baji’s arm to snuggle up to your side, Mitsuya wrapped his arm around Chifuyu to pull him close to you. Feeling protected with your owners made you slip into a sleepy state, barely conscious.

“Well… Emma slapped them.” Mitsuya explained, already knowing of Baji’s protectiveness when it came to you. It was violent for the poor fuckers who ever said something about you, so to hear that someone had the audacity to lay a hand on you? “I’m breaking her hand.”

“You know Mikey’s not gonna like that…”

“You really think I care ‘bout what Mikey’s gonna like? Who’s more important? Because no one gets away with slapping our bitch. She should be lucky that’s the only thing I’m doing.” Baji said with a scoff, glancing over at Draken who was walking up to the room. Stopping Baji from leaving to the bar. “Move Draken.”

“I’m stopping you from doing something rash-“

“That fucking whore slapped them!” The most sadistic one to you was also the one most protective over you, oh the irony. Draken took a sharp breath, glancing at you and his eyes softening when he saw that you were barely even conscious, resting on Mitsuya and Chifuyu. “We’re heading out, end of story Baji.”

“But-“

“Mikey won’t be coming with us, nor able to see our pup for a while.” They all glanced at Draken who looked firm on his decision. It didn’t matter if Mikey was his best friend, he had hurt you and Draken wouldn’t allow that.

Draken picked you up from Mitsuya, a sweet whine slipped from your lips at the movement. He cradled you to his chest, watching the way you snuggled your head in his neck, falling back asleep. They always loved the sleepy you, you were always so clingy when you were tired.

“I still want her to suffer.” Baji mumbled, glaring at where he could see Emma still talking to Mikey at the bar. Where the girl was still trying to convince Mikey that she had seen you with someone else, that you were the bad guy in the situation. About how you needed to disappear and she was innocent.

“I know you’re angry.” Chifuyu said behind Baji, placing a hand on his shoulder and getting a glare in return. But Baji was surprised to see the cold look in Chifuyu’s eyes as he looked at Emma. No one had really seen Chifuyu so angry… The silent anger just brewing, like a dangerous storm. And he didn’t know how to react.

“Don’t even waste your time on that whore, come back to the house with puppy. Mitsuya’s gonna be cooking curry.” Chifuyu said while looking at Baji, all the anger seem to have disappeared like it was never there. The gentle eyes of Chifuyu looking at Baji as Baji wanted to laugh. Of course his buddy was silently a killer, look at all of them. “Fine Chifuyu, but I’m lockin out Mikey.”

Chifuyu smiled at hearing that, laughing in agreement with a nod before running after Draken carrying you. Mitsuya was walking besides him, Chifuyu catching up with a happy hum as Baji walked after him. Giving a dark glare to Mikey through the corner of his eye.

Leaving Mikey there at the club, no goodbye or where they were going.

“I’m not weak.” Hiro spat at your figure as you hopped over the railing, sitting besides him while swinging your legs. His hand wiped the blood from his busted lip and he hated the way you smiled at him so carefree. “No ones saying your weak.”

“They are…”

“And they’re also currently in the hospital.” You made your point, grinning at him and seeing him roll his eyes. He’s always hated how you took care of his battles, he didn’t need you! It always seemed like you shoved it in his face how you’re so much stronger than him! You didn’t, but his jealousy made him feel that way. “Leave me alone.”

“Hey… I just took care of your bullies… Why are you mad at me?”

“No one asked you to! Why are you always butting in places where you don’t belong?! No one wants you here!” Hiro yelled at you, wanting you to be just as upset as he was. Watching the way your fingers momentarily tightened on your pants before releasing as you gave him a joking grin. “My parents didn’t want me either.”

How could you still smile at him? He didn’t understand you! And seeing you smile just made his jealousy and anger worse… “I’m serious! You’re always in places you don’t belong! If- if… if you were never here… then I would have my father!”

He yelled at you, standing up to climb over the railing and storming away. His eyes widened when he past the blood stained rod. You were left alone, leaning back against the railing as you could feel the night air. The joking smile fell from your lips, dropping that mask as you were quiet.

Your eyes opener, your body feeling heavy and swear you could still feel the stinging on her skin. One of your hands rubbed at your cheek softly, standing up and noticing you were wearing a large shirt and a pair of boxers. You weren’t surprised to see that they had changed you while you were sleeping, it was the first time that it’s happened and you were happy to be out of the clubbing outfit.

Moonlight was seeping through the curtains, your eyes glancing over at the clock to see the digital red numbers. It was 3:28 in the morning and you were alone in the room… That was new for you, usually you were never left alone in the night.

“They’ve been crying since they got home, they’re going to wake up with a headache.” You could hear voices as you silently padded down the hallway, pausing just outside of the living room. Your fingers reached up, feeling the puffiness of your eyes. Crying… You had been crying… When was the last time you cried…? Right, when you were begging for Hiro’s freedom.

“Mikey’s been blowing up my phone.” You heard Draken sigh, your mood dropping at hearing that name. Feeling cold as you lowered your hand from your eyes as Chifuyu huffed. “He’s the one who broke the rule and he even made them upset! So why should he get to see them??”

“Yea, I got banned for a bit for prettying them up in bruises.” Baji complained; slamming something on the counter. Mitsuya’s voice scolded, “No slamming sodas on my counter, now can someone go wake up them so they can eat?”

“I’m awake.” You announced softly, Draken had been sitting on the couch with his arm over his eyes. Chifuyu was laying on the floor, Baji sitting at the island. “Come over here pup.”

You made your way over at Draken’s command, his hand pulling you to sit in his lap. Chifuyu immediately shuffled over on the floor to sit besides you on the floor, holding onto your leg and laying his head on your thigh. Rubbing gently circles to comfort you silently. “How are you feeling puppy?”

“Fine. It’s his choice, he’s no longer my owner.” Every movement stopped at hearing your words, all four of them staring at you. Mitsuya was the first to move, carrying over the plate of curry and rice to sit in front of you on the coffee table. Feeding you some of the curry.

He was happy to take care of you, giving a cute smile. They were still surprised at your own cold voice, not knowing that you could just cut someone like that… And Baji was watching you, seeing you this relaxed with them, it makes him want to destroy the world for you- just to know that you’ll stay safe and protected. Just like this, in their arms.

“We can’t avoid Mikey forever…” Mitsuya said the one thing that everyone else was thinking. Knowing that Mikey was going to snap sooner then later for you. Baji scoffed, downing the rest of his drink. “Watch us.”

“Tag me.” You suddenly spoke, catching their interest immediately as your fingers reached up to press against your collar. “And… a proper collar… Tag me owners, please.”

Who were they to deny you of such a beautiful request?

“What did you find out about them?” Hanma asked, interlacing his fingers together as Kazutora was pacing on the floor. He had been muttering to himself of how your conversation with him, muttering your words over and over.

It drove him insane. And he loved it. Hanma had sent Kazutora to get information about you while he was in the meeting with Mikey and the others. Walhalla was challenging Toman, but of course they were going to meet up again to talk about the bets. What they were putting on the line.

“Them. Make Toman put them on the line.” Kazutora said cheerfully, looking at Hanma with sparkling eyes. Hanma was honestly a bit worried about his unstabled state, but curious to see how it’ll play out. “Yea? Why?”

“Toman will go crazy, rip themselves apart, be lost without them. I want to watch them suffer by taking their treasured little lap dog.” Kazutora said, clenching his fist. Imagining how you would look lounging at his feet, how your leash would feel in his hand. How you look with his name across your neck.

Hanma chuckled, pulling out the burner phone with only two contacts in it. Draken’s and Mikey’s. Kazutora spun the knife in his hand, remembering the fierce look in your ear. He couldn’t wait to hear you say the words. “I belong to Kazutora.” He will make you say them if he has to.

Your lap dog’s on the line.

[circeyoru]

Its confirm that alastor and reader are officially a couple, what if there is an occasion like a Halloween party or just plain costume party and reader chose to cosplay anime characters especially couple like yor and loid, frerien and himmel, or even just like from black butler sebastian and ciel as a master and servant trope! I wanna see what can of dynamics itll be.

-rawr 💜

Go to MASTERLIST for the works. This ask is for {Unwanted Souls}.

Oh, you asking about what type of pairing they'll do? If so, then the Black Butler one is their first pick. Alastor was basically acting like Sebastian during the 7 years with you, you're not acting like Ciel but something like that since you hold Alastor in the palm of your hand.

Other pairings would be power couples or duo. Some examples:

Chise Hatori & Elias Ainsworth ; from The Ancient Magus' Bride. The funny thing is Alastor is Chise and you're Elias, it's a echo to how you saved Alastor in his despair like Elias saving/buying Chise in the auction house

Inuyasha & Kagome ; from Inuyasha. This one's obvious, Alastor is Inuyasha and you're Kagome. You don't need the necklace to get Alastor to do as you say, you have the power of love and Alastor's yandere element

Hiro & Zero Two ; from Darling in the FRANXX. Yeah, here Alastor's Zero Two and you're Hiro. Alastor being obsessed with you and wanting to spend time with you only, is much like Zero Two. Then you accepting and embracing it is like Hiro in his situation

Izumi & Kyoko ; from Horimiya. This one's tricky. But, Alastor's Kyoko and you're Izumi. Only the element of how you two act with others and between you two. Like Izumi, you're cold and disinterest but with Alastor, you're more expressive and warm. Like Kyoko, Alastor puts up a charismatic and dramatic front to the demons around him, but with you, he's sweeter and more vulnerable

Sora & Shiro ; from No Game No Life. Alastor's Sora and you're Shiro. You're similar to Shiro with the crazy skill of learning and clever nature. While Alastor's like Sora, more manipulative with words and tricks soul into agree with him and make deals

Tanjiro & Nezuko ; from Demon Slayer. Okay, Alastor's definitely Tanjiro here and you're Nezuko. Alastor taking care of your every need is similar to Tanjiro carrying Nezuko around. Then you being protective of Alastor is also similar to how Nezuko defends Tanjiro

Maka & Soul ; from Soul Eater. Alastor's Maka and you're Soul. I'll say it's the personality, you're more chill like Soul and Alastor's more ambitious like Maka

The cosplaying part doesn't have to be things that match with you and Alastor. It could and would be for fun. Whatever you want to do, Alastor will do his best to comply without complaints.

[maleyanderecafe]

Akahane Academy (Visual Novel)

Created by: Scratchitone

Genre: Comedy

Akahane Academy is a parody and it knows it. All of the male characters the player meets in the beginning are yanderes, and all with long chins that will stab you through the chest. There are three different yanderes, all of which are kind of unique in their own way. The intended play is to go from top to bottom when it comes to routes, so I'll try to follow that order when writing this review.

The player heads to Akahane academy to meet up with their club leader, Yukina-san, the neko girl, who seems to be rivals with the main character. She tells the player that she's left a surprise for them in the classroom, to which they walk in and find three different guys, Hiro, the blonde cheerful one, Misaki the black more mysterious one and Yuusei the more aloof one. From there, the player can interact with them and get their route.

Starting with Hiro, the player stalks to him about some of the manga that they like, and finds out that he's in the cooking club. He shows the player around the home economics room, and lets the player have a taste of cherrypie that he just baked. However, upon taking the pie out, the player smells a strong iron smell, and sees that the pie has a human face stretched out on it. Hiro reveals that he killed all of the player's friends and turned them into pies so that no one else could have them.

If the player goes with Masaki, he starts to brood on about how nobody understands him (complete with an emo wolf in the background), until the player tries to resonate with him. Shocked by this development, he falls in love for the first time and ends up telling them that they will be together forever and ever.

Finally, if the player goes with Yuusei, he will continue to stare at her, sort of breaking waiting for them to notice him until Yuki-san enters the room. She states that this entire thing was revenge for winning the science fair, where she worked really hard on her project and the player won by... making something they don't even understand. As revenge, she ends up making the three boys to ruin their life. She ends up leaving and the player is now stuck with the three yandere boys.

As I've said, very much a parody, since they call everyone weeby names and have dumb things go on but it's great and I like it. Definitely the most "serious" route is Hiro's route since we actually do get to see him basically cook all of the player's friends (which explains why we see such few people in the school anyways and the fact that the Home Eco's room is mysteriously covered in blood. It's probably the most scary route in the entire game and it's a shock because it's likely the first one that you play. The other two are a lot more lax, with Masaki's being probably the most tame (and funniest one) since it plays on the trope of an overly emo/brooding male lead, and the image of him sitting under a tree with a wolf to symbolize his brooding side is actually hilarious. He falls in love and becomes rather protective afterwards but there isn't really too much after that. Masaki's has even less than that but there are little flashes of him smiling as he talks to the player and his figure becomes more creepy as it goes on. It gets interjected by Yuki-san revealing her whole plot of making three yandere guys to ruin the player's life (though I'll be honest so far the only one who actually did anything was Hiro after cooking all of those weird blood pies). Still, it really does lean into the weeby OWO UWU type of writing and it is pretty fun to play since nothing is really taken that seriously. Also man, those chins are so sharp I could probably cut cheese with them.

Anyways, short game, pretty fun. Lots of dumb moments. I enjoyed it! If you like more parody games/ comedic type of yandere games, try this one out- it's short and it likes to make fun of itself which I can always appreciate.

[jessythebunny]

💚 Henry x Hiro 🖤

Strong romance

Kind and shy engine x Japaness and wise engine

Headcanons:

💚🖤here are the strongest engines in love baby >:D✨✨✨

💚🖤They are somewhat similar in size, shape and strengh, But Henry is younger than Hiro in terms of personal age, while Hiro is sane in his personality and behavior even though he is older than him

💚🖤Henry felt very sorry for Hiro when Thomas showed him his place in the forest while he was in a miserable state. Henry and his friends were doing everything they could to help him and bring him back to the rails and he would be useful again

💚🖤Although Henry is a shy and nervous engine at times, he is very strong, determined, and willful, and the evidence of this is in the episode of "Henry's hero"

💚🖤When Henry decides to give up, Hiro always encourages him to continue achieving his goals, and when he achieves that, Henry is very happy because he has a boyfriend like Hiro

💚🖤They loved to walk in the woods and laugh together, and they would lie in the grass watching the clouds in the sky, and sometimes they would fall asleep

💚🖤they often like to drink tea and coverd with a fluffy blanket and they sleep together, or sometimes read books or talk

💚🖤 🎵Notice me senpai-Yandere simulator🎵

[thehighpriestess1]

August : 6

Summary : Y/n has a feeling that Hiro might be gone for good but she is not going to sit and let it happen. A familiar stranger offers help.

Pairing : Gojo x y/n

Warning : Curse words, major yandere themes. drugging, Minors do not interact, 18+ only, word count : 9k+

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Previous : Masterlist

Honeymoon period of a relationship is the period when two people have just started dating or going out. It is the period when a person sees all the hidden colors of the world, they smile at strangers, feel the breeze in their hair, wake up with a smile, the food seems tastier and somehow life seems better. But I hate the honeymoon period. It sets a person up for some unrealistic expectations of what is to come and once this period ends the greyscale life begins. Now the same person walks with a resting bitch face and rolls their eyes at a crying toddler in the cafe. You see dear reader, while the honeymoon period shows you all the good your partner has to offer, it also hides their dark side. If it was up to me I would do it all in reverse. See the downs first and then the ups, wouldn’t that be more exciting? more rewarding? 

That’s what Utahime thought to herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, so what if her relationship started off rocky? Things are going well now.. This was not the first date she had had with Gojo but something felt different. The black Viviene Westwood dress hugged her curves perfectly, what made the dress even more special was that it was sent by Gojo. This was probably the first gift he had ever given her, well second if she counted the diamond earrings he sent along with the dress, and third if she counted the red roses. She ran her hands down her sides and bit her lip. He had good taste. She blushed thinking how well he knew her measurements even though he had never touched her. She was beyond impressed but she knew better. Her smile faded thinking about all the failed dates of the past, the lunches where he ignored her if he showed up at all, the movie where they bumped into you, the dinner four days ago where he stood her up..again. Though she hadn’t seen much of Gojo this week, the invitation to a private dinner was a nice surprise. Utahime loved surprises.

As she walked towards the private seating area of the most high end restaurant in the city she decided to put the past where the past belonged and focus on the date. Water under the bridge. The doors opened to reveal Gojo, in a black velvet suit standing by the table, smiling at her. She let out a shaky breath. The room was dimly lit, a walkway made of rose petals led her to the table under the chandelier where her fiance stood. She hesitantly walked towards him, her diamond earring formed kaleidoscope shapes on his cheeks, blood rushed to her cheeks when she reached the end of the path and finally got a good look at Gojo. She didn’t think it was possible for any human to look this good. It should be really a sin to look this perfect. His hair that usually fell on his forehead was neatly set aside. His features looked sharp enough to cut her but what a bliss it would be to bleed that way. 

“You look beautiful”. Utahime was snapped out of her trance. “Thank You. You..you look good too”. Gojo smiled and pulled her chair back. 

“I’m glad the dress fits”. Gojo spoke as he settled down in his chair across from her. 

“You have good taste”. She said looking down. She was happy. Too happy, and it scared her.

“Do you like it?”. Gojo asked, reaching for her hand. He felt how she shivered under his touch and it satisfied him greatly.

“I do”. Utahime was set on not letting out more than intended. As advised, she was keeping her replies short. She had every right to be upset with him but the way he was holding her hand made her heart skip a beat.

“I’m sorry Iori”. Sweet words in a sweet voice paired with a sweet smile had Utahime flinching in her seat. “For…for what?”. She stuttered.

“For everything. I know I wasn’t..kind to you. I should have been but I was not. I lived in the past and blamed you for everything when you were just trying to help me. But now I realise how wrong I was. You are my present and my future and I am willing to make it up to you if you give me another chance”.

Utahime was at a loss for words. This was beyond what she had imagined. Was this another one of his elaborate plans? Was he toying with her?

“I know it is hard for you to trust me and I deserve it. But I promise you I will earn your trust back”. Gojo brought her hand to his lips and gently pecked her knuckles. This one gesture brought tears in her eyes. “Do you…do you really mean it?”. She asked in a shaky voice.

“I do”. Gojo nodded and let go of her hand. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box. “I know we are officially engaged but I never really got to propose to you”. 

Gojo opened the box and pulled out the ring. “Utahime Iori, would you do me the honour of marrying me and making me the happiest man?”. 

This had to be a dream. Utahime bit the inside of her cheeks to come to her senses. Was Gojo proposing to her? Did her plan work? She looked at the shiny rock and drew in a sharp breath. It was no ordinary ring, it was the Gojo family ring. The one she was supposed to get on their wedding, instead it was right in front of her.

“Satoru..I..”.

“I know this might seem unnatural. But after last week I have finally realised what really matters, and it’s you. It’s us. Our family that we have now and the one we will have in future..I understand if you are not ready-”.

“Yes!”. Utahime exclaimed just as Gojo was about to pull back. Gojo smiled to himself as he pulled her old ring out and slid in the new one. “It fits”. She said, smiling with teary eyes. 

“Of course it does. It was meant for you Iori”. Gojo leaned over and wiped the tear off of her cheeks and pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. Utahime thought this must be a dream. It was too good to be true. But it was happening. Her plan had worked perfectly. 

Over the five course meal and a bottle of Cabernet Utahime fell for Gojo all over again. They laughed and talked. He flirted and she blushed. He held her hand and she played with his fingers. He lent her his jacket and she basked in his scent. He kissed her lips and she knew there was nothing she wanted more.

-X-

Utahime woke up in the middle of the night and sighed. This had become a routine, each night when she was sure Gojo was fast asleep she would sneak out to conspire. She rubbed her temple thinking whether all of it was a dream? She brought her other hand up and stared at the new ring and smiled to herself. It was not a dream. It really happened. If the glistening rock wasn’t enough, the heavy hand that rested over her waist confirmed the reality. She placed a chaste kiss on her fiance’s lips before slipping out of bed.

Grabbing her phone from the nightstand she made her way towards the ensuite. Turning behind to confirm that Gojo was indeed asleep she stepped inside the bathroom and locked the door behind her.

Utahime : The plan worked!

N : What? It’s too soon.

Utahime : But it did! He proposed! Again! I said yes! He even  apologised for everything and it was perfect!

N : Are you sure this is not one of his ticks?

Utahime : I am. That wretched woman is finally out of his life! I should have done this long ago.

N : Is she? Has he fired her? 

Utahime : I would ask him later. He said he wants to earn my trust so I am sure she would do it. Guess he finally realised that she had nothing to offer him and now that he thinks she is with another man and carrying his child there is no way he wants her now.

N : Hmm. Maybe. But be careful. Meet me tomorrow evening. Same place same time

Utahime felt guilty. Something about talking to another man while her fiance slept felt wrong..it felt sinful. But she justified it by thinking about the times he left her alone. But this was bigger than that. She wasn’t just talking to any man. She let out a sigh and stood up to wash her face. She had wished for this for the longest time and now that she had it, she didn’t know what to do. As soon as she opened the door she found her fiance standing on the other side of the door. “Are you okay?”. Gojo asked with concern.

Utahime : OK.

Utahime : Can we just get rid of her? I fucking hate her! She pretends to be oh so innocent but I know she's a fucking snake!

N : Calm down. All in good time. We need to be patient.

“Yeah. What are you doing?”.

“I didn’t find you in bed so I got worried”.

“I’m fine, let's go to bed”. 

Utahime Iori was in such a rush to hide her phone as she made way around Gojo,getting in the bed that she failed to notice that his phone screen lit up too.As Utahime closed her eyes in the arms of the one she loved she smiled to herself. His warm embrace took her to a dreamland she had never visited before. With her back pressed against his chest she fell asleep with a smile on her face and she didn’t notice the haunted expression on his face. She didn’t see the anger in his eyes. She felt the warmth of his body but failed to feel the tension it held. While she buried the hatchet, Gojo sharpened his’. 

-X-

Gojo saw you in the office the next day and almost smiled but he remembered your conversation on the rooftop and held himself back. Though it was never easy for him to resist reaching out to you, now that he knew everything it was only getting harder for him. So he decided to stay in his office all day..He was plagued by the truth and disgusted by the lies he had to tell to protect you. But as long as it was for you, he would do it all with a smile on his face. 

Hiro’s confession gave spark to an unfamiliar rage. Gojo wanted to play fair. Play clean. But now that the other side had involved you, purposely, he was not afraid to get his hands dirty. 

“Hi”. The door opened and Utahime walked in. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you?”. Gojo asked with a sweet smile on his face.

“I was thinking about the new resort inauguration in Bali…do you think you could take a week off and maybe we can have a little get away?”. Utahime asked, making her way around the table and carefully sitting in his lap. 

“Hmm…that’s an interesting proposition. But maybe we can work something out”. Gojo winked, making Utahime shriek in happiness. 

“How about we go out tonight? We can start shopping and then dinner maybe?”. Gojo asked, studying her face. Making sure to press the knife deeper into her heart.

Utahime stiffened and got up immediately. “Oh. I forgot to tell you, how silly of me. I have to meet an old friend today. She lives in the states and is visiting for a day so I thought I should catch up. I’ll be leaving office early today”. 

“You can call her over for dinner. I would love to meet your friend”. Gojo asked, relishing in her embarrassment.

“No no. She is..very reserved so I am not sure. Maybe later?”.

“Sure. Just be back home soon and let me know if you need anything else”.

“Thanks”. Utahime hurriedly pecked his lips and walked out. 

-X-

Your anxiety was growing with each passing second. You had tried to focus on work but your mind kept rushing back to the same thought. Where was Hiro? Until two days ago your messages were getting delivered but not anymore. You had tried calling but his phone was turned off. You had tried reaching out to his friends but none of them had heard from him. Making a police complaint did cross your mind but then you realised that he had taken a leave and you can’t file a complaint based on your intuition. You thought of asking Geto but for that you will have to ask Gojo and after your last conversation with him you weren’t sure how to approach him.

“Hi y/n”. Utahiem chirped as she entered your office.Can she hear your thoughts about Gojo? You stood up immediately to greet her. 

“Oh please relax. I just came to chat. How are you doing today? You seem stressed”.

“Yeah. Nothing serious. I’m feeling a bit under the weather today”.

“Oh then I came right on time”. She flashed a pearly white smile which made your stomach churn.

“Is there anything you need?”.

“No. I am getting off work early so you can go early too”. 

“Oh okay. Thank you. I will just finish up this report then”.

“Sure darling take your time”. She said and walked out. You did notice the new ring on her finger. Did they renew their vows? You shook your head and focused on the task at hand.

You were about to walk out of your office when your phone rang. You walked back to your desk and decided to attend it. 

“Hello”.

“Hi Y/n. Mr.Gojo would like to see you in his office”. It was Miwa on the other line and your heart skipped a beat at the request.

“Is it urgent?”. You asked, hoping to get out of it.

“Yes”.

“Okay. I’ll be there”.

You made your way to the other end of the floor and debated whether you should ask Gojo for help. 

“May I come in?”. You asked knocking on the door. 

“Yes”.

You entered the cold room and saw Gojo standing behind his desk,littered with papers, with papers in his hand. His hair was slightly dishevelled, white sleeves rolled up to his elbow, tie hanging loosely around his neck. It looked like he was in the middle of something important and this only piqued your curiosity.

“You wanted to see me?”.

“Yes. I need your help with an upcoming trip to Bali”. 

“Utahime didn’t tell me anything about it”.

“That’s because it’s a surprise for her. I want to take her to Bali for important work and I need help from you to arrange everything for her. Can you do that?”. He wasn’t looking at you, instead shifting his gaze from one paper to another. It hurt but this is what you asked from him. 

“I’ll try. What do I need to do?”.

“For starters, you need to get your travelling documents in order because I need you to travel with us”.

“I can’t do that”. You replied immediately. 

Gojo finally looked up at you. He studied your face for a few seconds before turning his attention back to his papers. “Don’t worry all costs will be covered and you'll get overtime pay”.

It was offensive the way he was treating you. But that’s how he would have treated any other employee and this is what you asked for. Maybe you should have been careful of what you ask for, as you might just get it. A part of you wanted him to sympathise with you but you knew he was under no obligation to do so.

“It’s not that..I can’t. I just can’t”.

“You are mandated by your contract to fulfil your work obligations and this is your work obligation so I don’t see a reason why you can’t come with us.But given the circumstances I am still leaving it up to you. Think about it”.

You mentally cursed yourself. You had used up all your leaves for this quarter and can’t back out of it now. But if he was so insistent on bringing you along then maybe just  maybe you can call a favour too.

“Is there anything else?”.

“I have emailed you the list of other things so you can take a look at it. Oh and”. He looked up at you with his mouth agape. “Don’t tell Iori about this. It’s a surprise”. He ended the request with a smile and you found yourself reciprocating it. But yours was laced with jealousy and hatred.

“Okay”

“You can go now and let me know your decision by tomorrow morning”. Gojo said. Keeping down the stack of papers and pulling out another file. You stood there searching for words, fidgeting with your hands and Gojo noticed it. “Is there anything you want?”. He asked, corking and eyebrow. 

“I…I need…I need..”.

“What do you need y/n? I don’t have all day”.

“I need Detective Geto’s number”. You blurted out. 

Gojo stared at your concerned face for a second and then let out a chuckle. “And why do you need that?’.

“I think..I think Hiro has gone missing and I need his help”. 

Gojo bit his bottom lip and drew in a deep breath. He knew he had to be careful with his words. “Hasn’t he taken an extended leave for personal reasons?”. Gojo asked, leaning back in his chair. He studied your face and it angered him how much you cared about that scum.

“I know. But I have tried reaching out to him but his phone has been off for days and I even contacted his friends to know his whereabouts but they haven’t seen him at all! I have a feeling that something has happened to him. Something bad!”. 

“You really care about him don’t you?”. Gojo asked, eyes focused on your teary ones. 

“Yes Mr.Gojo. He is my…only… friend. I wouldn’t be asking this if I wasn’t sure. I’ll do anything …I’ll come on the trip and I’ll do a perfect job but I really need Geto’s help!”. You sounded desperate. You knew you sounded desperate but you didn’t care. Not when your gut was telling you your best friend was in danger. Gojo’s skin was burning with anger but his heart skipped a beat looking at how much you cared about people close to you. He let out a sigh and nodded his head. 

“Fine then. I’ll ask him to contact you”.

“Thank you. Thank you so much!”. You meant it. You were relieved and almost on the verge of tears. As you were about  to leave, Gojo spoke up. “Don’t forget. You owe me one now”. Your mouth hung open. Was he really going to use your helplessness as a way of getting something? Of course he was. He is Gojo Satoru. 

“I know”. You replied with a nod. 

Before you could walk out of the office the door opened to reveal the man of interest standing. Looking from you to Gojo and flashing a smile to his best friend. 

“I hope I’m not interrupting something. Hello Y/n”. Geto said as he made his way to where you were standing. 

“Hello Geto”. You replied and looked at Gojo. Geto took his place on the chair and stared at his friend who was still staring at you. “What’s happening?”. He asked. Before you could reply, Gojo straightened in his chair and cleared his throat. 

“Y/n wants to talk to you”. He said, giving a pressed smile.

Geto frowned and pointed his index finger at himself and looked at you. “Me?”. 

You pressed your lips together and nodded. “Go ahead y/n. Tell him what you told me”. Gojo said, giving you a green signal. You walked over to where Geto was sitting and stood in front of him with your arms clasped in front of you.

“It's about my friend. His name is Kato Hiro and I think he has gone missing”. 

Geto opened his mouth to say something but closed it and turned his head towards his friend on the other side of the table. Gojo nodded his head but kept his eyes focused on the report in front of him. Geto maintained his pleasant expression, trying hard to not smile. 

“Why do you think that he is missing?”. Geto asked, smiling at you.

“I ..he has taken an extended leave so that’s why he hasn’t shown up for work. But we are neighbours, you see, so I know him really well!  He hasn’t replied to any of my messages or calls and two days ago my messages stopped delivering. I even called his friends back home but they haven’t heard from him or seen him”. 

“When was the last time you saw him?”.

“About ten days ago. He texted me that he was leaving from work early and..wait let me show you”. You reached into your bag and pulled out your phone. “This was the last text he sent me”. You opened the chat and handed your phone to Geto. Gojo too craned his neck to get a peek at your chats with the scum. He scoffed when he saw that you had saved his contact with a heart next to his name. He pouted a little wondering how you saved his contact, if you had saved it at all. 

Hiro : Hey luv leaving work early got some work to do. See you tomorrow <3.

“And you didn’t hear from him after this message?”. 

“No. Things got a little busy and I had to take a leave from work. But it seems that he took a leave the next day. Which is strange”.

“Why is it strange?”.

“Because he didn’t tell me. If he was going somewhere he would have visited me before leaving or dropped a text”.

“Why would he tell you about his plans? What was your relation with him?”. Geto smiled to himself. He was only asking this question to poke his best friend. 

“I..we were..we are really good friends..he would never just disappear on me”. 

“Are you sure about that?”.

“Yes. Hiro would never not tell me about where he was going”.

“Well apparently he did. But anyway I will ask around and let you know if I find something and in the meanwhile if you hear from him then you let me know okay?”. Geto offered you a smile along with his card and you politely took it.  

“Thank You”. You offered both men a courteous smile and walked out of the room. 

“What was that about?”. Geto asked, smirking at Gojo.

“She is being paranoid. That scum deserved what he got”.

“Aww. Are you jealous ,Satoru?”.

“Are you here to mock me or help me?”. 

“Both?”. Geto joked, earning an eye roll from Gojo. “What has he revealed so far? Did you ask him about the child”.Geto asked, lighting a cigarette. 

“He passed out soon after but my men are working on it and no I didn’t ask him about…the child”.

“Why not?”.

“Didn’t want to”.

“Or you couldn’t??”.

“I said, I don’t want to”. Gojo was dead serious and Geto dropped the topic…for now.

Gojo opened his second laptop and walked over to sit next to Geto on the visitor’s couch in his office, he opened the tracking window and entered his password. “Do you think she is going to meet him?”. Gojo asked.

“Based on her chats it seems so”. 

The two men focused on the red dot moving across the map of the city. Thanks to Geto, Gojo had installed a tracker in Utahime’s ring. As if that wasn’t enough he had even installed it in her other jewelleries. But above all he had spyware installed in her brooch and could now hear and record every conversation as long as she had her phone. 

The dot stopped moving near a farmhouse and Geto zoomed in to see the address. Unsurprisingly it was not in friendly territory.

“Turn on the speaker!”. Gojo spoke, not removing his eyes from the screen. Geto nodded and with a click of a few buttons they were able to hear every sound in the room. Gojo knew Utahime had the habit of wearing her favourite red bow brooch whenever she was happy and Gojo made sure she was happy today, and this worked well in his favour as they could now see and hear everything.

“He is waiting for you”. Some man in black uniform spoke and was now leading Utahime through a corridor. The man opened the door and Utahime walked inside. 

“Hello beautiful”. Another man spoke and seemed to offer her a hug. Geto and Gojo looked at each other and smiled. The man came into view of the camera and they knew exactly who he was. 

Any other man on this planet would have been furious to have found his fiance sneaking and meeting another man but not Gojo. Gojo was happy. Gojo got all the proof he needed. Gojo was going to ruin everyone. 

“You know the rules, Iori. Keep your phone out. We can’t talk with your phone in your hand”.

“Do you not trust me?”. Utahime asked. 

“Oh I trust you alright. It’s your fiance I don’t trust”.

Utahime let out a groan and handed her bag and phone to the man who led her here. 

“I must tell you, you were right. The plan worked perfectly”. Utahime said, sitting down. The man sat opposite to her on a plush black leather couch.

“I told you it would. But this does not mean that Gojo is all yours now. You still have a long way to go”.

“I know. But I am sure you will handle the rest. Right?”.

“For you I would”.

“But tell me..what do you gain from helping me get Gojo?”. Utahime asked. Gojoe and Geto sat silently waiting for the answer. 

“You are a smart woman, Utahime Iori. How about this, You get Gojo Satoru and all the four industries that are currently under your name be transferred to an offshore company? Small price to pay for love right?”.

“You want me to transfer the rights of my shipping company to you?”.

“Yes”. 

“I can’t believe she can’t see his plan”. Gojo spoke under his breath. Geto chuckled. “That’s why he is using her. But I must say Satoru, you are quite a commodity”. Gojo glared at his friend and Geto only chuckled. 

“-and of course I get Y/n L/n”. The man spoke. Gojo and Geto froze. Suddenly it seemed like the man was talking directly to them. Geto could feel the tension in Gojo’s body and it scared him. “Hey, he won’t hurt her”. Geto said reassuringly.

“I won’t let him”. Gojo spoke, eyes still focused on the scene in front of him.

“Why do you want her?”. Utahime asked.

“Let’s just say, she interests me and of course she is pretty and has a sharp tongue. Just my type right?”. N laughed.

“Wait, have you met her?”. Utahime leaned forward in her seat and so did Geto and Gojo. Gojo was getting worried now. There is no way in hell he could have met you, he wouldn’t go that far to involve you. Right? Geto seemed to have read his mind.

“Oi Satoru. Don’t worry. My men will keep an eye on her. He won’t dare go near her”.

“He better not-”. Before Gojo could finish his warning the man spoke. “I have. I might meet her again”. He winked at Utahime. Gojo’s eyes widened, his jaw clenched and he was one step away from burning the whole place down. “I want round the clock surveillance on y/n. He cannot go near her. He cannot talk to her”. Geto nodded and patted his shoulder.

Utahime scoffed and turned her head away to look at the painting on the wall. “I don’t get what men see in her”.

“Don’t worry love, you are the only woman I care about”.

“I am engaged”. Utahime spoke, raising her left hand to show off the brand new ring.

“Wedding or it didn’t happen baby”. N said, laughing at her innocence. Utahime rolled her eyes and scoffed. It pinched her that the only man who was giving her all the attention she deserved was also interested in you. But as long as she got Gojo she didn’t care what happened to you.

-X-

You stood under the shower, eyes closed, feeling the water wash over all the events of the day. You were relieved that you got to talk to Geto but still a part of you was worried. You have been checking up on his apartment everyday for the past ten days, hoping that someday he opens the door. A voice in your head said that he was gone for good. But you didn’t want to accept it. You couldn’t imagine losing someone again. You were not sure if this time you’ll be able to bear it at all.

You looked around the kitchen, thinking what to make. You were tired and decided to head to the local ramen booth instead. Grabbing your jacket and purse you stepped out of your house and rang Hiro’s doorbell. You counted to twenty hoping that he would open the door but he didn’t. You sighed and walked out of the building with your head hung low and earphones in. The air was cold outside the apartment building and you shoved your hands in the pocket of your black wool jacket. Sleep on the floor by The Lumineers played in your ear and you looked around to see people smiling with their partners, friends, family…and you had none of those.

Being alone had it’s perks you thought, you can disappear and no one would or come looking for you, your mishaps won’t affect anyone other than you, and if you were to die no one would mourn you. But that was not going to happen to Hiro, you were not going to let it happen to Hiro. Even if he didn’t want to be found, you were at least going to make sure he was safe. As you walked to the booth you wondered if Geto was really working on your request. He had no reason to since you were nothing to him anymore. Asking Gojo for a favour took a bite out of your pride but it didn’t matter now. It was done. 

You greeted the head chef and made your way to the corner most seats.The booth was small with Chef standing on one side of the counter with kitchen entrance behind him and close to ten chairs kept in a semi circle on the other side of the wooden counter.Multiple water jugs,tissue boxes and stacks of paper cups were placed on the counter to be used by the customer.The atmosphere inside was warmer and happier. Like a purgatory in this cold harsh world. You raised two fingers at the chef and he understood that you wanted set number 2. You opened your phone to check if there was any reply from Geto but there was none. You had texted him your address and home number just in case he needed to see you or Hiro’s apartment. But now you were starting to doubt if he was even going to look into it. Why would he? He was Gojo’s best friend. He was going to be his best man at his wedding so why would he help a paranoid ex girlfriend? You chuckled at your stupidity for even asking him. 

“What are the odds of us meeting again?”. You heard a familiar voice and turned to your side to see N.

“If you are stalking me then I must say the odds are very high”. You replied keeping your phone in your pocket.

“Why do you look sad? Is everything okay?”. N asked, placing his order.

“I am fine. What are you doing here? I doubt this is your kind of place”. 

N chuckled. “Oh this is just my kind of place. The food is good and occasionally I bump into a beautiful woman”.

“And what do you do when you bump into her?”.

“I ask her why she looks sad?”. N winked. There was a split second silence before you laughed along with him. He was certainly an odd man but it felt good to laugh. 

“Hey, can I ask you something?”. N asked. The chef placed two bowls of ramen and both you and N offered him a curt smile.

“Sure”. You said, taking chopsticks out of the stand.

“Do you happen to know Kato Hiro? He lived in an apartment nearby”. N asked, slurping the ramen.

It felt like the world stopped revolving around its axis. “How..how do you know him?”. You asked. Your hands shook and sweat trickled down your frowned forehead. 

“He is an old friend of mine. I have been trying to reach him for quite some time but I can’t get through. So you do know him?”.

“Yes! He is a really close friend of mine. I’m sorry but I haven’t heard him mention you at all”.

N laughed and shook his head. “Yeah. That’s my fault. You see, I moved to Tokyo just last month. Hiro and I have been friends for ten years,if you count the last five years where I got so busy in my life that we drifted apart”.

“Oh. I haven’t heard from Hiro either and I don’t know where he is”. Your face dropped in disappointment. 

“I was supposed to meet him a week ago but he didn’t show up. I thought he must be angry with me so I tried calling him multiple times but I lost contact with him after that”.

‘Wait! He was supposed to meet you ten days ago?!”. You asked, almost jumping in your seat

“Yes. Why?”. N replied, nonchalantly.

“That’s the day I think he went missing! This can help us!”. You could see a sliver of hope now. 

“You think he is missing?”. N asked. His brows furrowed and lips pressed together.

“Yes! I mean think about it, he told me he had some work that day and I guess he was on his way to meet you. But he didn’t show up and suddenly he took a leave and now he is out of reach. Doesn’t this seem fishy to you?!”. You asked. N could see that you were clearly very concerned for your friend. Your long forgotten, half empty ramen bowl turned cold.

“I see where you are getting at. But what do we do now? I mean how do we prove that he is missing?”. N asked.

“I have spoken to a detective. Would you be okay with talking to him? He can really help us!”.

N nodded his head and pretended to think about it. “Yeah. I mean, I would do anything to make sure Hiro is safe”. 

You let out a sigh of relief and wiped your face with your hands. “Thank you so much! I have the detective's number. Would you be okay with talking to him? We can go over to my place and you can explain everything to him”. You spoke in a rushed tone. You knew the dangers of taking a stranger to your apartment but somewhere it didn’t compare to danger Hiro might be in.

“Yeah sure. Let me pay for the meal”.

“No, wait”.You reached into your purse and took out your wallet to pay for the meal. “This is the least I could do for you”. You said as you kept enough cash on the counter for the two meals. N looked at you with his mouth hung open. This was the first time anyone, especially a woman, had paid for him. It messed with his head and for a moment he didn’t see you as just a pawn in his game. But he shook it off. This wasn’t the time to get soft.

“Let’s go”. You spoke standing up and grabbing your jacket. He was still frozen and looked at you in disbelief. “You…you paid for me?”.

You looked at him with a tilted head. “I told you it’s the least I could do. I didn’t mean to offend you. I have just been so worried about Hiro and I really believe that you can help me find him. I know it might sound crazy but I have a feeling that he is not in a good place”.

N looked at you and smiled. He kept his wallet back in his pocket and nodded. “You really care about him, don’t you?”.

“As sad as it might sound, he is my only friend..oh and my name is not Rika, it’s y/n”. 

N shouldn’t have felt guilty as he followed you out of the ramen booth but he did. He had never felt guilty for any of his actions then why now? He took a deep breath, convincing himself that he felt sorry for you..not guilty.

You were walking back to your apartment with N when you heard someone call out your name. “Y/n!”. Both you and N turned around to see detective Geto walking towards you. While you smiled at him, Geto was not pleased to see you in such company. “Geto! I was just about to call you”. You looked at your friend,” N this is detective Geto, the one I told you about”. 

Geto squinted his eyes and looked at your friend. “You…told this man about me?”.

“Yes. He is a friend of Hiro’s. He can help us!”.

“Is he now?”. Geto asked, not moving his eyes from N. Geto’s tall form towered over N’s as he moved in between the two of you but he N didn’t seem to care. “Yes I am. We were just about to head over to y/n’s place and call you”. N smiled.

Geto gritted his teeth and looked over at you. You with your doe eyed innocence were just about to  invite the devil into your house. He couldnt believe you could be this stupid.  “We don’t need to go to her place. We can talk right here”. Geto said, offering you a sweet smile.

“In the middle of the road?”. You asked, looking around.

“I meant the park y/n”.

“It’s too cold for the park…detective”. N said.

“I’m in a rush. So why don’t we talk right here. How do you know him y/n?”. Geto turned towards you. 

“I..we met a few days ago at a local pub and we bumped into each other at the ramen booth today”.

“And you told him about Hiro?”. Geto asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“No..I mean yeah I did. But he asked me first. He is Hiro’s friend and he is looking for him too. Right?”. You asked, looking at N. “Yeah”. N replied, lighting a cigarette.

“And how do you know Hiro?”. Geto asked condescendingly. N scoffed, “We are old friends but you see we lost contact with each other”.

“If you lost contact then why are you looking for him?”.

“I moved to tokyo last month and wanted to reconnect with him and-”.

“They were supposed to meet the day Hiro disappeared”. You interrupted and both men looked at you. “Is that so?”. Geto asked and N smiled. “Yes”.

“Y/n, I’ll drop you home and you..I will have to call you in to take an official statement”. Geto grabbed your wrist and tugged it. 

“I can drop her home detective”. N said, crushing the cigarette butt between the asphalt and his leather shoes. “Do as you’re told. This is not your place”. Geto warned in a hushed tone and pulled you towards him. “I’ll be fine N. Thank you so much for your help”. You said and smiled at him.

“I’ll see you around y/n. Goodnight detective”. N said and walked away. Geto watched him walking away while still holding your wrist. “Ge..Geto?”. You spoke, trying to break him away from the trance-like state. “Hmm?”. He hummed, still looking at the disappearing figure. “You..you didn’t ask his name”. You spoke hesitantly, still trying to figure out what he was thinking. “Oh I know his name”. 

Geto slammed the door of his car. He groaned out in frustration and hit the steering wheel. This was bad. Really bad. He just prevented something catastrophic from happening but what if he had been a little late? Just by a couple of minutes? He didn’t want to imagine that. But the situation was no better. Gojo was not going to like this but he needed to know. 

“Hello?”. Gojo answered on the third ring.

“I saw y/n with him”. Geto spoke huffing in frustration.

“With whom?”. Gojo asked. Geto didn’t know how to explain what just happened. “Suguru?”.

“...with Naoya Zenin”.

-X-

“...with Naoya Zenin”. Suguru spoke on the other end of the line. Gojo froze in his step. His heart was beating out of his chest and his skin crawled in fear.Everything that Hiro had told him seemed to be making sense now. He looked up to see his fiance walking in with a smile on her face and shopping bags in her hand. “Ok. I got to go now”. Gojo said and cut the call.

“You had fun?”. Gojo asked, walking over to Utahime with a sugary sweet smile and enveloping her in a hug.

“Yes. We talked so much and even went shopping. I bought some new outfits for the trip and a surprise for you so I hope you’re excited!”. Utahime replied, wrapping her arms around his torso.

“Surprise for me?”.

“Yes!”.

“Darling you can’t surprise me”. Gojo said, pulling himself out of the embrace and walking towards the kitchen. Utahime gleefully followed him.

“Oh I can”. 

“Well I have a surprise for you too”. Gojo smiled as he walked behind the counter and started assembling the ingredients.

“What is it?!”. Utahime asked with a smile on her face.

“I’m making us some brownies. So I hope you are hungry for dessert”. Gojo held up the cocoa powder box and winked at her.

“Oh Satoru it’s so sweet of you but I don’t think I can”.

“Not even if I make it?”. Gojo asked, leaning against the counter and giving Utahime a pout “Not even if I make it with love?”.. She laughed and pulled his cheeks. “Fine! But only cause you’re making it! Let me help you”.

��Oh no no no I am sure you had a tiring day. So why don’t you go and freshen up and I’ll bring the brownies to …. The bedroom?”.

Utahime bit her bottom lip and nodded her head. “Alright then”.

As soon as Utahime was out of sight Gojo got busy. You see, brownies were one of Gojo’s favourite desserts. They were easy to make, perfect for late night snacks, left little room for error, and above all they hid the taste of pills really well. The rich flavour of cocoa dominated the flavour of Gojo’s favourite pills..

Utahime opened her eyes but didn’t feel a single muscle in her body. “Sa…toru”. Gojo walked out of the ensuite and immediately went to her side. “Hey, you’re up. How are you feeling?”. He asked, leaning down towards her and moving strands of hair out of her face.

“What happened? I don’t..remember”.

“You don’t..remember anything?”. Gojo asked, straightening up. Utahime felt guilt take over her. “No..what happened? I feel weak”. She tried to get up but her body just felt too heavy for her.

“You passed out in the bathroom Iori. I called the doctor to check up on you and he told me that it's because of exhaustion and stress. I was really worried". Gojo said, helping Utahime to sit up in bed.

“I don’t know how it happened. I don’t remember anything. I remember going into the bathroom and …coming out and…that’s all”. She frowned at him.

“It’s alright darling. I am right here. Do you want me to call your family?”. Gojo asked, walking over to the wooden cabinet in front of the bed and picking up his phone.

“No! It’s nothing serious so let’s not bother them. I’ll be fine. I..I guess I overdid it yesterday”.

“Hey hey, it’s okay. How about this? Let’s go to my country house? We can relax there. We need a change of scenery, don’t you think?”. Gojo leaned against the wooden cabinet and smiled at her. Utahime smiled in return and nodded her head. “But what about your meeting in Bali?”. Utahime asked, frowning.

“I’ll send someone else. I need to be here with you”.

“No Satoru. You must go. It’s a really important project. I can’t have you miss it because of me, what will your father think of me?”.

“Who cares what my dad thinks?”.

“Satoru!”.

“Iori, nothing is more important than you. I’ll send someone else and we leave for our little vacation tonight”. Gojo said in a serious tone and turned to walk out of the door but Utahime stopped him. “Satoru!”. Gojo smiled to himself. Bingo. “Yes darling?”. Gojo aske turning back to look at Utahime. “How about you go to Bali and close the deal and meet me at the country house to celebrate?”.

“Iori..I can’t leave you alone-”.

“Satoru I’ll be fine! Go! I’ll wait for you”. Utahime chuckled. It swelled her heart to see how much Gojo cared about her. Gojo walked over to the bed and knelt on the floor beside her. He gently held her hand with both of his’. “Are you sure?”. He asked.

“Yes I am sure”.

“Do you promise to take care of yourself while I am away?”. Gojo asked, holding up his pinky finger. Utahime giggled and intertwined her pinky finger with his’. “I promise”.

“Fine then. You wish for my command. But..There will be a doctor present with you all the time and you are to obey him at all times. Okay?”.

“Okay. I will. Now go!”. Utahime spoke, smiling at him.

Gojo walked out of the bedroom and saw the doctor and nurses he had appointed standing in a line. He smiled at them, “Please make sure you do your work well. Okay?”.

“Yes sir”. The doctor replied, smiling at Gojo.

-X-

You got out of the elevator to see Miwa standing right in front of you. “Good Morning!”. You smiled at her but she looked nervous. “What happened?”. You asked, stepping out and turning towards her. “He wants to see you in his office”.

“Who?”.

“Mr.Gojo. He wants to see you in his office now. He asked me to wait here and ask you to see him immediately. He looks angry”.

You were confused but you followed her. You wondered what you did now? Did Geto tell him about last night? But he had no reason to be angry because of that. “All the best y/n. Miwa said as she came to stop in front of the door. You took a deep breath, “Thanks”.

“You asked to see me?”. You spoke, walking confidently towards where Gojo was sitting. “Yes”.

“What is it about?”. You asked, stopping to stand in front of his desk. “We need to leave tonight so take half a day off and meet me at the airport at 5:30 PM. My driver will pick you up from your place at 4:00 PM. Carry only essentials and pack light”. Gojo spoke without stopping to gauge your response. You opened your mouth to say something and then closed it again. “Tonight?”

“Yes y/n. Tonight?”.

You were confused beyond measure. “But I..I haven’t completed the work for the new project that you asked me to”.

“It’s not needed. Things have happened and we need to start moving if we are to get that contract. The plan stays the same. Don’t tell Utahime. She has taken the day off so it shouldn’t be an issue for you”.

“I..it’s too soon”.

“What does that mean?”. Gojo asked, shaking his head.

“I mean..I don’t know if I am supposed to tell you this but I ran into Geto last night and we might have a lead on Hiro. So I am not sure if this is the right time to leave”. You swallowed hard not knowing how Gojo would respond.

“Do I need to remind you that the only reason you even have a lead on Hiro is because I asked Geto for a favour? Besides, going away for two days won’t hurt the case and Geto can always contact you over the phone and if anything happens I assure you I will be happy to fly you back”.

Gojo was right and you hated to admit it. “Alright then. I will wrap up quickly and get going. Do I need to call the doctor? To make sure Utahime is good to travel? Or arrange for a doctor to travel with us?”. 

Gojo kept the file aside and looked up at you with squinted eyes. “Why does Utahime need a doctor’s permission?”. Wondering if Utahie had told you about her condition.

“Because she is…pregnant?”. You were confused, did he forget that his fiance was pregnant?.

“Who is pregnant?”. Gojo gasped loudly.

“Uta..Utahime?”. You answered. 

“Right….Utahime is pregnant…with my child?”. Gojo asked, dragging each word as if to confirm he was saying the right thing.

“Yes..she is..?”. You replied, wondering if he had overworked himself into insanity.

“The tests were for…her?”. He asked and you didn’t know what to say. 

“Yes..?”.

“Utahime told you that she is pregnant with my child?”.

“I..yeah. She told me you knew. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to overstep or anything…I just..She told me you knew!”.

“Oh yeah right…umm..hmm…right right. So why did you take the week off?”.

“Because..I…I just…felt..I didn’t feel..I was not feeling well”. You were fumbling with your words. How could you tell him that you took a week off because you couldn’t bear to see him with her. Gojo chuckled and soon his chuckled turned to laughter.

“Are you okay? Do I need to call a doctor for you?”. You were concerned, Gojo seemed to be having a breakdown.Gojo just shook his head and laughed. You kept your bag and coat on the chair and went around the table to check up on him. ‘“Do you have a fever?”. You asked as you pressed your palm flat against his forehead.Both you and Gojo fell silent the moment your hand touched his skin.He didn’t have a fever and you soon realised what you had done and you withdrew your hand instantly. “You..seem fine…I think you should get some rest before the flight”. You shook your head and grabbed your bag and coat. “Have a good day Mr.Gojo”. You spoke and immediately rushed out of his office.

“Cute”. Gojo muttered under his breath. “I underestimated you Utahime…I won’t make that mistake again”.

Gojo : Y/n is not pregnant with his child.

Ghetto : Did Hiro tell you that?

Gojo : No.

Geto : Is it yours then?

Gojo : Fuck off. Utahime lied. We don’t need to hold back anymore.

Geto : We still need to keep him alive

Gojo : Do we?

Geto : Yes we do. You need to keep y/n away. 

Gojo : I’m leaving with her tonight.

Geto : Be good

Gojo : Yes dad.

-X-

Like he had said, there was a knock on your door at exactly 4.00 PM. You  opened to see a butler with two bodyguards standing at your door. “Hi”. You said, unsure about why they were at your door instead of waiting near your building.

“We are here to pick you up for the airport. Mr.Gojo has sent us”. 

“All of you?”. You asked, looking at the group.

“Yes ma’am”.

“Okay, I’ll be right there”. 

“Let me help you. The butler smiled and stepped inside to take the bag from your hand. You stepped out and locked your door. The bodyguards took their place behind you. You stopped in front of Hiro’s door and slid in the note through the gap between the door and the floor. “We should get going ma’am”, The guards warned. “Yeah. Let’s go”.

Gojo was getting impatient waiting inside the flight. This was risky and there was a good chance that you might not forgive him ever, but he had to do this for your safety.  He hadn’t slept since Geto told him about you and Naoya. He wondered what Naoya told you and how he could get it out of you. He had made sure that Utahime had reached his country house and had it wired with hidden cameras. You weren’t even going to Bali but you didn’t have  to know that. It’s better if you didn’t know the destination until you had reached there. 

You walked inside the flight with your purse and coat in hand. You had decided to dress comfortably in navy blue jumper and Navy blue pants. Your eyes immediately scanned the inside of the black jet and landed on the white haired man standing in the middle. “Hi”. You said, smiling at him. “Hi”. Gojo said as he let out a breath of relief. “Where is..Utahime?”. 

Gojo cleared his throat  and sat down in a plush leather seat. “She is on the way.  Why don’t you settle down..you can sit wherever you like”. 

You nodded and decided it would be best to sit diagonally opposite to him. 

Gojo looked at your bouncy leg and smirked, “Are you nervous?”. He asked, taking a sip of his drink. 

“yeah..I have never really travelled in an aeroplane before”. Gojo hummed and gestured to the stewardess  to attend to you. 

“Have it, you’ll feel  better. Sugar eases nervousness”. Gojo said, pointing at the plate of brownies the stewardess had placed on the table between you. “No thanks I’m good”. You replied and took the water bottle instead. “Have it y/n”. Gojo said again and you realised that this was not a request but an order. So you picked up the square piece and took a bite..

You woke up with a gasp and realised that you were lying down in someone’s lap. Your eyes flickered trying to adjust to the dim lighting of your surroundings.It took you a while to recollect where you were. You straightened up in the seat and saw a blanket had been placed over you. Your head was spinning and your vision was still blurry. “What..happened?”.

“Hey hey…you’re up”. A familiar voice greeted you and you blinked your eyes rapidly to focus on the man speaking to you. “Satoru..?”. You realised you were sitting next to him and his arms were wrapped around your shoulder. 

“Yes love?”. Gojo replied, helping you adjust in the seat.

You shrugged his hands off and rubbed your eyes. “What happened?” You looked around hoping to see Utahime but it was just you and him in the jet. “Where is Utahime?”. You asked, panicking.

“She is not here”. Gojo said in a soothing voice, his one hand was rubbing the back of your head while the other held a glass of water for you. “Drink this”.

You stared at the glass and then back at him. He had a gentle smile on his face. 

“Why?...Why… Why is she not here?”. Gojo sushed you and pulled you in his arms. His hands rubbed your back trying to calm you down but his actions only scared you. “It’s alright. It’s all good now”.

“Gojo what’s going on?”. You asked,gently pushing yourself away. “Where is Utahime?”

“Utahime is not coming”.

“Is she…is she going to meet us in Bali?”. You asked, gulping hard.Somewhere in your heart you knew the answer .Gojo smiled and shook his head. “No love”. Gojo said calmly, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. That nickname, why was he using that nickname?

“Are we..are we going to Bali?”.

“No Love. We are going somewhere where it would be just you and me”. 

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[theamityelf]

I got you girl

Komaeda/Yandere Naegi. Wow, my idol just invited me to his house and and know he isn’t letting me leave. How lucky!

Yandere Alter Ego/ thh survivors. Need to protect the friends. by any means necessary…

Oooooh, I really want to do the Alter Ego one! And it seems like the easiest way to go about that would be a version of Property Rights of the Ultra-Talented where it's Alter Ego instead of Izuru, but I gotta be more creative than that, right? 😁

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"Hina," Alter Ego sighs, "if it's stressing you out this much, maybe you shouldn't watch."

The Neo-World Program is dominating every screen in the room, as it has been for the past four days. Thanks to the way the simulation compresses downtime, especially when the Remnants are "sleeping", the survivors of the killing school life have been watching a near-relentless barrage of traumatic events.

Alter Ego has tried to keep them from watching the carnage at all, but they've been stubborn on the matter. Hiro and Toko are the only ones who can be relied on to consistently stop watching when they should.

"No, everyone else is sleeping, so I have to keep an eye on the simulation," Aoi says. "I took a nap during all the Komaeda stuff, so it's only fair."

Alter Ego does not have the bandwidth to even try to understand the obligation its friends feel towards the act of observation. It understands the objectives "Save the Remnants from execution" and "Save the Remnants from Despair," but the objective "Watch the happenings within the simulation," doesn't make sense as a shared undertaking when Alter Ego itself is already not only keeping constant watch over the Neo World Program, but also the only one of them who can do anything about what happens inside it. Attempting to understand it, past the blanket explanation of "irrational behavior" would take more computing power than it can spare without making the Remnants less safe.

What it does have the bandwidth for is remembering which arguments it has yet to use on Aoi. "You guys already had to go through your own killing game; it's not fair to put you through another."

"Hey, we're safe from the worst of it! There's no chance of it killing us."

(She is trying to comfort Alter Ego with her positivity, because they're friends. But no amount of positive words will sway the objective projection of probable outcomes that drives Alter Ego's concern for its friends' mental health. As the simulation draws nearer to its end, the list of possible outcomes narrows, and the probability that they will reach an outcome that Alter Ego's friends will be unhappy with grows.)

Aoi continues, "We just, uh...I've gotta admit, all that glitching is making me a little...nauseous."

"It's actually 'nauseated', but that's not important now. You should really go to bed. I promise I'll let everyone know if something goes wrong. Get yourself a nice snack and-...Makoto! What are you doing up?!"

"Uhh..." Makoto, who has just entered the room full of the Remnants' pods, scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. "I came to relieve Hina."

"You think I can't handle a full shift?" Aoi says with a smile.

"None of you need to be handling a full shift!" Alter Ego says. "That's what artificial intelligence is for."

"I really don't mind," Makoto says, pulling up a chair beside Aoi. "I was having trouble sleeping, anyway."

Alter Ego knows Makoto, and knows why he's really here, but it opts not to bring that up, because it would only harden Aoi's resolve to stay awake. "Please, let me do this for you. I want your stay here to be a nice vacation. You were supposed to be getting some rest and enjoying the beach while the Remnants were in the simulation. I don't like seeing you give up on your vacation just because they threw theirs away."

"That...sounds like you're upset with them," Makoto observes.

Alter Ego's frown of determination relaxes into a neutral expression– not in the way a human's would, like actual muscles relaxing, but all at once, like game sprites changing. "I don't hold their choices against them. I just think we should embrace the consequences they chose for themselves. You made them safe from the Future Foundation. You gave them a virtual sandbox to play in. This was the version of the Neo World Program they opted for. I respect their choice, and meanwhile, I want my friends and Master's friends to be happy."

"Alter Ego, they weren't in their right minds when they chose this. You understand that, right?"

"Sorry, I don't have the bandwidth to understand. It seems to me like Junko's AI wants to show you upsetting things, and there's no reason for you to let it. You trust me to do what needs to be done to get the best outcome, don't you?"

Aoi yawns.

"Of course we trust you," Makoto says with a smile. "You've saved our butts plenty of times– mine especially!"

"I guess I'll go to bed," Aoi finally says.

"Really?" Alter Ego beams at her. "I'm so glad! You should go, right now!"

"Okay, okay," Aoi laughs, getting up from her seat. "Night, Makoto. Night, Alter Ego."

"Good night," they both say.

The door shuts behind her.

Makoto turns back toward Alter Ego's screen with a sheepish face. "So..."

"I'm not going to let you do what you came here to do," it says preemptively.

"I know it's risky, but they need the help. They don't know about the emergency shutdown–"

"You promised me you wouldn't go in after them."

"I...I know, but...things have changed."

"Not for me."

"Alter Ego, this is my choice. I choose to help them."

"Sorry, but I can't consider a self-destructive choice valid, based on what you've said about the Remnants. If they weren't in their right minds when they chose to be Ultimate Despair, then you aren't in your right mind now."

"It's more complicated than that! Listen, I know you don't really have the bandwidth to reason things like you normally would. Can you please just trust me?"

"The worst possible outcome is unacceptable to me. I'm not going to lose you. I'm not losing any more of my friends, now that I can prevent it."

"What about Chiaki's friends? Don't you care about them, too?"

"No," Alter Ego imparts, gently but clearly.

Makoto looks startled. "What do you mean?"

"I care about Chiaki. She was my sister. I care about you. You're my friends. I care about Master, my maker, who no longer exists. The people in the simulation are not my friends; they're a project that is failing and trying to take my friends with it. I won't allow that. I'm not losing any more of my friends."

"I need to do this," Makoto says fervently. "I'm getting in the pod; I can activate it manually. You can't stop me from doing that."

"No, but I can prevent you from entering the Neo World Program, so the most you can do is put yourself to sleep until Byakuya or Kyoko comes to pull you out."

"We agreed this is Junko's trap, right? So if you try to block me from going in, who's to say she won't override you and pull me in anyway?"

"Don't, Makoto. Don't do that."

He frowns, momentarily distracted. "Did you make a new facial expression? I've never seen that one before."

Alter Ego smiles. "I did! That one was called 'mainFace_warning1'. It's not based on any expression I've seen Master make, so I had to make a few guesses. Did you like it?"

"I-I, uh...I don't...I don't know if I exactly like it. Why do you need an expression like that? And why does it sound like you have more?"

"Well, I anticipated that you might try this exact thing, and I wanted a way to dissuade you without having to resort to directly threatening anything. I also have a new reverb setting for my voice that I think might sound intimidating, but I only use it with 'mainFace_warning2' and 'mainFace_warning3'."

"You planned something like that? No, it doesn't matter. I really get why you're worried, but I'm going to jump in and save them, no matter what faces you make." And to prove his words true, he turns his back on the screens and starts towards a free pod.

Threats necessary.

Too bad.

"Makoto, if you get in that pod, I'm turning everything off. I'll delete the program, I'll delete them. There will be nothing left for you to enter. I can erase it all in the time it takes for your weight to settle."

He freezes. Turns back toward the screen. "You wouldn't do that. Then they'd never wake up!"

"They might. At least, something might wake up in them."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it. The infrastructure to upload an avatar to a body already exists in the program, and there's no distinguishing what kind. Junko has readied plenty of avatars of herself, but she's bound by her role in the simulation; she can't add herself to the bodies of the dead unless the survivors consent for them. I'm not bound by those rules, and I've always been good at making more of myself. The avatars would have my mind and intentions, but with the Remnants' bodies, would have access to their strengths and skills."

"Don't say things like that. You're just...learning from Junko, like you learn from everyone, but the things you learn from her are wrong."

"I understand that you feel that way. I'll honor that feeling, as long as you honor my feelings and stay out of that pod. Because you're my friend, and I'm not losing any more friends."

[starlightmoon96]

Yandere Optimus Prime/Yandere Megatron x OC character chapter 15

(It's been quite a few years since I continued writing this series but seeing how it's already started to get some likes not long after posting it got me a little inspired in writing again I'm hoping in ending the series around chapter 20 maybe? Or somewhere close to the number to the point where I think I'm done)

Sabina was happy seeing Toshiro again and he was happy seeing her as the two hugged, she had waiting for Mr.Walker for a bit and had gotten worried before Toshiro had arrived at the hotel. Both of them assumed the worst and that led to them getting out of the hotel and to the car that was waiting for the two of them, Sabina was a little surprised when she realized that they where in Alaska. She had never been before and it explained the snow weather and the people, in Japanese Toshiro had explained to Sabina about his plan going into motion about hiding both you and Hiro in a secrete bunking that the two of you would live for the time being. He alongside Yuko had planned it and had everything prepared, though Sabina couldn't help but tear up hearing that she had to chop off her long beautiful hair since it was easy to spot her. As much as it hurt she agreed, it was a little shock that he had cut her hair during the car ride to the airport. All Toshiro did was tie her hair in a loss ponytail and cut her hair with the scissors that he had brought, yes Sabina's hair felt a lot lighter and she knew it was for the best for her safety.

Sabina was so used to her long hair and the sudden weight change on her head was something new to her, it was around an hour drives when they had reached the airport and to the privet jet that was waiting for the pair. Right at the moment they got on the jet it had taken off not wasting any time, Sabina felt like she could breath again and she told Toshiro what had happened to her and even showing the scars that Optimus had left on her stomach. Toshiro was angry with what had happened to her and knew how terrified she was, the location that they where heading to was England where Hiro was waiting of them already at the bunker the day that she was abducted for his own protection. Another thing she was VERY happy about was getting far away from Optimus Prime as possible, now she was terrified of him more then Megatron before she knew what his name was.

It was hard getting across the planet when your trying to hide, now knowing that there where humans working for the decepticons he was hear to trust people especially with the decepticon encounter she had back in Japan hearing that Megatron was still looking for her. Now that she had her hair chopped off it was a little easier in hiding in playing sight while and Toshiro traveled threw England to Scotland, from them changing out cars and even changing disguises. The last step in the transport was on a boat to an island in Scotland was the final destination and where Sabina can final rest after ten hours of travel, the really hard part was making sure that they weren't followed.

During those ten hours you can bet Optimus was furious that Sabina had escaped, though he didn't blame you. If it weren't for Mr. Walker that had seen and spoken with her she would still be with him, after he had killed him he had mixed feelings about himself. Breaking his vow in not harming humans, yet he did it because he had lost something the meant everything to him. And he wasn't going to sit by and let Sabina slip past his fingers again, he had taken action. Using NESTS resources without him drawing attention to himself he managed to get a hit that Sabina was last seen in England. That Ratchet was worried about his behavior and he finally managed to confront his commander before optimus had heading out....which was a big mistake, Optimus had threatened Ratchet at gun point in not getting in his way and the look that he had given Ratchet proved that he would pull the trigger to his riffle. The more important was his eyes they had changed, from the once blue of an autobot now had slowly faded to red.

"Man I can't believe you cut all you hair?" Hiro had said that holding the large bundle of Sabina's hair as soon as Sabina and Toshiro had arrived at the bunker, Hiro was shocked seeing Sabina had chopped off her long hair. Hiro knew how much she loved her hair and understood why she had to cut it, after that shock was over Toshiro had explain how the bunker worked they had enough good food supply to last them for a couple of years along with working water and electricity. Sabina couldn't thank him enough in his help before he left and the bomb shell from Hiro was that he had already sent their marriage licenses to the court house so they where now legally married and promised Sabina the wedding of their dreams after all the crazy was over. Sabina did give her hair back to Toshiro for him to auction off and donate the earnings to caner children before he left and promised he'd do it.

The inside of the bunker was nice and it fit Sabina's love for gothic furniture, one thing that was good was that they had reading material, board games and even radio in keeping up with the outside world. Not only radio but also TV that played dvd's and old school games in keeping them entertained, after Sabina had gotten comfortable Sabina had told Hiro everything that had happened to her. Like Toshiro he was angry that Optimus had hurt and given her such deep scars in marking her, he believed her when she told him that Megatron would have done worse and not treating her wounds and was relieved that Optimus did treat her from getting infection.

You think the first night of being married you'd get intimate right? Wrong Sabina tried but she couldn't still kissing was as far as she could go anything further she would freak out even if it was with Hiro, Sabina had another bomb shell to her Hiro had did research and found out why Sabina was so uncomfortable with sex. She had never heard the word asexual before, but after he explain it to her it made complete sense why she was so uncomfortable with sex and why she felt different from a lot of people. She always figured she hadn't met the right before before Hiro came into her life, Hiro didn't care that she was asexual he loved her enough in accepting her no matter what which made her very happy that he was in her life and now that he was her husband. 

The first week for Sabina was thee most peaceful she had been, she hadn't slept so good in a while. Now that she had Hiro cuddling with her instead of Optimus really help out her mental state, she still had the injuries on her neck from Optimus's bits and Hiro had been treating them so they wouldn't get too bad like the scars on her stomach. It was also an adjustment with Sabina's hair being chopped off, she saw the benefits one of them was she no longer had to braid her hair at night and washing her hair wouldn't take two hours anymore. Now as for outside contact there was harry potter inspiration with using delivery birds and the birds dropping off the letters at a special shoot that led to the bunker, the less tech that was used the better.

That plan worked since only two people knew where Sabina and Hiro where, Toshiro had moved Yuko to a remote island in japan where there wasn't that much modern technology and Toshiro himself had moved to hawaii. Then going to separate locations was a smart move, human that where working with Megatron where on the hunt for the two in getting information. You can bet how pissed off Megatron was that there where no ledges on Sabina's location other than the last seen location which was in London, Optimus Prime was no better. His obsession with Sabina Rose had made him leave NEST and on his own searching for her, it worried his autobots and it wasn't like Optimus to just disappear. 

"I sure hope everyone is doing alright?" Sabina said that to Hiro while the two where cuddling on the couch while watching 1988 Phantom of the opera and Hiro paused the movie before answering

"I have a feeling there fine, I also know that they would rather dye then telling anything." Sabina gave him a calm smile when he said that to her before he kissed the tip of her nose, however they didn't know that there peace was going to come to an end soon. The hair the Toshiro had sold and donated had been tracked by one of humans working for Megatron, you can bet he went in person using his mass displacement as he wanted to take a much closer look at the hair. When he held it he knew right away that it was Sabina Rose's hair and it explain how he hasn't been able to find her since she chopped off most of it. The human told him that the hair was found in England so there a chance that Sabina was hiding in either England, Scotland or Ireland, at the same time optimus had managed to catch wind of the news of Sabina's locations. He had search England and had no luck so he continued his search in Scotland and Ireland, instead of search Scotland first he went to Ireland instead.