you're safe baby... you're safe now... so stop crying... please...

[THIRD POV] 

She couldn't believe it. 

The man with the long sniper was the same man who gambled with Sakusa.

The same man who wanted (Y/N).

She hid behind Koutarou, tightening her grip around his arm. She was scared of Atsumu, she was scared of what he might do to her.

Atsumu and Sakusa both walked over to the deceased redhead and the leader of the gang. Sakusa pressed his gun against Ushijima's forehead, clicking his tongue.

"You are a sneaky man," Sakusa says, sighing, "I really thought you might've gotten away with this one."

"I guess a trick could never work twice on a man like you," Ushijima frowned, "So what're you going to do now? Kill me?"

"Thought of it," Ushijima's breath hitched, "But I want some answers first."

"What were you planning to do to (Y/N)?"

"Kill her," the sour truth made all five of the men grit their teeth with anger, "Kill her after I killed those five wealthy men."

"Mmm," Sakusa hummed, "Death on an innocent, that's how you rats roll huh."

"She's not innocent-"

"No matter," Sakusa pulled the trigger quickly, shooting and kill Ushijima, "We've exterminated all the rats anyway."

A loud bang was heard by everyone; Kenma hugged (Y/N) close to him, covering her eyes and ears to prevent her from hearing Ushijima's death. 

She heard nothing.

She saw nothing.

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DEATH LIST 

KAWANISHI TAICHI (SHI)
DAISHOU SUGURU (NOH)
OIKAWA TOORU (AOH)
GOSHIKI TSUTOMU (SHI)
SEMI EITA (SHI)
TENDOU SATORI (SHI)
OHIRA REON (SHI)
YAMAGATA HAYATO (SHI)
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI (SHI)

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「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

Sakusa wiped his gun free of the blood that splattered; luckily, none of it got on him. Atsumu, on the other hand, smirked.

His attention was now on the five men, (Y/N) specifically. He spotted her small stature, and he gave her a small wave.

"Sup," Atsumu greeted, dragging his gun with him as he met face-to-face with the other men, "I believe we have never formally met."

"Once," Kei said, "We met once at a gang meeting."

"So you remember," Atsumu said, astounded, "I thought so, you are the brains of the team, right?"

Kei didn't answer.

"And look what we have here," Atsumu smiled at (Y/N), "It was a pleasure working with a lady like you; you're more skillful than I thought."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about..." (Y/N) admitted, her small and timid voice being missed by the five men.

"Oh you know what I am talking about," Atsumu says, "You are braver than any other person I have met, if I am being honest..."

"Again..." (Y/N) said quietly, "I don't know what you're talking about-"

"Back away Atsumu," Sakusa said, putting his arm in front of him, "(Y/N) does not know anything yet; the five here are aware, but (Y/N) does not know anything."

"W-What's he talking about...?" (Y/N) asks the five men.

"Uh..." 

Tetsurou rubs the back of his neck, sweating profusely.

"Let us save that for later," he tells (Y/N), "For now... we need to get out of here."

"Tell me now-"

Before she knew it, (Y/N) was scooped up into Koutarou's arms. She was being carried by him before all of them walked around the jail, meeting with a cut barbed gate. They eased through, making sure (Y/N) made it in safely. Once they passed the barbed gate, there were various cars and vehicles parked outside.

"I-Iwaizumi!" (Y/N) shouted as her eyes met with the spiky brown haired male. He stood in the middle with a clipboard, ordering people around. His head spun when he saw the (H/C) haired girl.

"(Y/N)," he let a smile envelope his lips; he was not only happy that (Y/N) was out safely, but he was relieved she was still alive, "How are you feeling?!"

"I'm fine..." she said, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Gang war." Iwaizumi answered.

"Oh," she let out; either way, Aoba Johsai would have came to her rescue, "I-Iwaizumi-"

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she felt a tiny sting into her arm. She gasped before falling into someone's arms; her body now was at rest.

Tetsurou had sedated (Y/N) for the umpteenth time, but this time, it should have put her out for at least a day.

The men apologized to Iwaizumi for cutting the conversation short, but... it couldn't be ignored that (Y/N) didn't look too good.

She fell into the arms of Kei, who shook his head in sadness. He worried for his woman, he worried about her health.

She breathed peacefully once Koutarou took his hoodie off of her and put it on her; her dress had been ripped to the point where both her thighs were visible. 

"She must be cold," Koutarou sighed at her unconscious body, "We need to take her to the doctor to make sure she's okay."

"She feels even lighter," Kei said, letting all of the guys fall into worry, "She hasn't been eating properly I bet."

"It's because of her stress most likely," Keiji says, "We will have to put her on a five-meal diet for now on so she can go back to her healthy self."

All four of them agreed with Keiji; soon enough, Atsumu and Sakusa joined them as well.

Atsumu's twin brother, Osamu, helped aid to Keiji's minor wounds; he thanked him, and Osamu went back onto the vehicles. Atsumu and Sakusa both decided to go with the five men and (Y/N) back to the headquarters, not only to talk.

But to apologize to (Y/N).

"We want to pay our respects to her," Sakusa says, "She has been a crucial part of the plan; I am sorry to say, but we were using her for our own benefits."

"I don't want to thank you for basically putting our fucking woman in this danger," Tetsurou spoke for the five men, "But apologizing to her would be the least you could all do."

"We understand," Sakusa said, "We will plan arrangements for the bodies, do not worry."

"Wait," Kenma says, alerting Atsumu and Sakusa, "Goshiki Tsutomu, don't dispose of his body."

"That goes without saying."

Kenma nodded; and the men split up. 

In one vehicle, Keiji, Kei, and Tetsurou along with (Y/N), drove to the headquarters. In another car, Kenma, Koutarou, Sakusa, and Atsumu drove in another.

In his arms, sleeping soundly, with her face being relaxed than stressed, (Y/N) dreamt about her future life for the next twenty-four hours. It had seemed forever, but the bags under her eyes were fading away easily. 

It had shown to the men that she was full of fatigue and stress, that is why Tetsurou sedated her. 

They only wanted her to feel a bit better before they sent her to the doctor's. Before that, they all needed to apologize to her.

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

(Y/N) woke up a day later; she was on top of a hotel bed, and she wasn't restrained.

It was a clean room, nothing but luxury for their beloved (Y/N).

She got up and went straight to the bathroom, checking her face.

She had no bruises, no cuts.

The only thing were marks on her neck, indicating that she was nearly strangled to death.

Then she remembered.

Ushijima Wakatoshi.

Her eyes flooded with tears from the terrible man. It was definitely traumatic on what happened with him. 

He had killed Goshiki Tsutomu. 

But what (Y/N) didn't know was that Ushijima died too.

She left the bathroom after taking care of her needs; she was then met with a paper along with a fresh new set of clothes.

"Princess, when you wake up, take a bath to relieve your stress, and wear this."

Signed under it was Keiji's name, along with Kei and Kenma's signatures, and Tetsurou and Koutarou's messy names planted at the bottom.

She giggled a bit, seeing that it was smudged. She knew that Tetsurou was a scientist, and so he probably had one of those pharmacist's signature, and Koutarou probably never liked cursive.

But... she was still confused.

She was confused on her relationship with the five men.

She couldn't trust them 100% right now. She wanted answers.

More importantly, she wanted them to tell her what she was to them.

Under the note was an outfit; it was a grey sweater, a darker grey dress with thin straps, black tights, and black boots.

She took orders from that piece of paper, she took a bath for about thirty-minutes, cleaning herself with the picked out soaps. Afterwards, she dried herself and put the clothes on, then drying her hair before fixing it.

After she was done, she sat on the bed, looking around.

She was in a hotel room, there was no question about it. There were two beds, but the other one was left untouched. 

She was alone, for the most part. 

And that was a bit scary, after all she's been through, she's been alone. 

Even before she met the five wealthy men.

Even before she met Daishou.

She had been alone.

So why did this feeling differ from that?

Her head turns to the door as she heard knocking. The door opens as she gets up, and standing there was none other than the five wealthy men, all wearing casual clothes.

"Hiii (Y/N)-!"

Koutarou runs in for a hug, but (Y/N) stops him, taking a step back.

"H-Hey..." she cautiously greeted them.

"(Y/N)?" Koutarou asks her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Then why aren't you giving me a hug?"

"Because..."

"Because?"

"I..." she bit her lip, "I can't completely trust you guys..."

It was bullshit, to be honest. She's been pleading for their safety and their well being. She was pleading for them to save her. 

And now that she's here right in front of them, she still has the audacity to say that she couldn't trust them.

But could anyone blame her?

She found the five men kissing other women at the casino, then when she confronted them about it, they twist their words and made (Y/N) upset. They also gambled her very existence with another man, causing her to be taken away by Sakusa and she ended up in Ushijima's grasp.

Now she was here.

But then again...

(Y/N) wasn't any saint either.

She fucked Sakusa, a man that wasn't any of the wealthy men. 

Well, the men screwed up.

But it was (Y/N) who got screwed.

Koutarou slowly backed away, putting his hands up in front of him in defense. He was hurt that his baby won't even hug him, but even he couldn't blame her.

"Fair... I guess..." he mumbled, staring at the ground.

"(Y/N)," Keiji said, "We are going to go get dinner; do you want to come with us?"

"Okay." she agreed, and she followed them to the dining room of the hotel, which was empty.

The atmosphere was a bit tense around the five men and (Y/N). They kept close eyes on her to make sure she wouldn't get lost, but she avoided their gaze. 

They all eventually sat down in a round table, with (Y/N) sitting in between Kenma and Kei. She stares awkwardly at her plate before she is joined in by two other people.

She looks up, and the drowsy looking man with blonde hair and the black haired betrayer sat across from her.

One was smiling, and the other was frowning.

Either way, they both disturbed her presence.

"Yo, (Y/N)!"

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"Um... hello," she greeted them, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Let's eat first, then talk, 'kay?"

It wasn't like she had a choice, so she nodded, complying with their request. Shortly after, dinner came out, and she was given her favorite food. She was shocked, to say the least, but she nonetheless finished her food in about fifteen minutes.

Once they were all done eating, Atsumu ordered wine for everyone; the men said it was okay for her to drink, but only a little bit as they didn't want her to get drunk.

She was given a purplish-red wine in a glass, which was said to be tasting rather fruity than most wine.

She took one sip, and she actually liked it. She drank it slowly, and once it was about halfway done, she set the glass on the table, sighing.

"It's about time we started talking business," Sakusa tells Atsumu, he glanced at his watch and he nodded; Atsumu set his glass down, peering at (Y/N), "Can we start?"

All five of the men nod.

"Okay; (Y/N)," Atsumu called her name, "First off, we are sorry."

"Sorry for...?"

"A lot of things," Atsumu said, "But allow me to explain who I am."

"I'm Miya Atsumi, co-leader of the Inarizaki's, the gang who is with Omi's."

"I am the representative for Inarizaki as my leader is quite... well he's reserved, and he prefers to work from behind the scenes."

"Outside of work, though, people know me as the blonde gambler."

"It's not as cool as you think, (Y/N)." Koutarou whispers to her.

"Shut up Kou," Atsumu snarled, "Anyway, (Y/N), now that you know who I am, I will begin the story-telling, 'kay?"

She nods, prepared to hear what this man wanted and why he was sorry.

"Ushijima made a deal with Omi a few weeks ago, proposing something he just can't refuse, money," Atsumu told her, "In exchange for one billion dollars, Omi would have to bring you to him without being suspicious."

"The suspicious part was covered with a lie; Omi told you guys that he would be delivering a package to Miyagi, hoping to accompany with you all and bring (Y/N) to Shiratorizawa."

'I was the package...'

"But things changed drastically when I received a call from Ushijima," Sakusa said, "Goshiki was dying quicker than he thought, and he needed me to bring you to him at a sooner date."

"That is where Atsumu comes in," Sakusa adds, "He played as the gambler in the casino; and to get to know you, he decided to gamble with me."

"I am confused..." (Y/N) says, "If you two were gambling... and if Atsumu won... what would have happened?"

"I always win, (Y/N)," Sakusa told her sternly, "Do not forget that."

She gulped, nodding slowly.

"Atsumu... also used foul play in our plan..."

"What do you mean...?"

"You need to understand something before we tell you the truth," Atsumu huffed, "The deal we made with Ushijima was golden; it was extremely critical that we got you to Miyagi without the five men coming after you so quickly."

"To do that, Omi got to gamble with the five men; if the men won, they would get information about our gang; if we won, we would get you, and Omi won."

"The whole point of the gamble between I and the men was to establish a fair trade," Sakusa says, "If I had kidnapped you on the spot, I would have died. If I had kidnapped you and succeeded, the men would still come after you as quickly as possible."

"But... we had to be careful," Atsumu says, "To make sure that you would follow our predictions and to help Omi win; we had to... do something to the five men." 

"What do you mean...?" (Y/N) asks them.

Sakusa, Atsumu, Keiji, Koutarou, Tetsurou, Kenma, and Kei all exchange the same look. They all looked nervous.

For once, all of the intimidating men looked scared. And it was all because of (Y/N)'s reaction. 

Would she be mad? Sad? Upset? Would she run away?

They feared that she would get out of hand.

"The reason why... Akaashi, Bokuto, Kuroo, Kozume, and Tsukishima kissed those women at the casino," (Y/N)'s heart dropped at that memory, "Was because Atsumu hired those women to keep them busy..."

She froze; the men watched her reaction closely.

"To ensure you would help me win, I had Atsumu get his fan-girls to make out with them... I forced you to watch that, so you could get upset."

"I then got you to relieve your stress out on me, with sex; during our sex session, the men were making out with the women," the action that made the men turn their head away in dismay, "Once we finished, I had to go talk to Atsumu, and you went straight to the private room."

"Neither of you knew that you were both set up; that is what made everything seem real," Sakusa says, "If one of you guys knew that this thing was for a deal, it would have messed my deal with Ushijima up."

"The men would have been against it, and (Y/N) would slip it out so easily. It was important for us to make it seem that the men were the bad guys in this scenario-"

"Then why the hell were you all so defensive when it came to the kissing?!" (Y/N) yelled at the five men, causing them to jump.

(Y/N) had almost never raised her voice at them. Only when they were arguing when her voice heightened. 

"It was to manipulate you, (Y/N)," Keiji answered, "We were upset with ourselves."

"H-Huh-?"

"After you left us, we were so anxious- we wanted to follow you, we wanted to make sure you'd be okay and that you would never leave us." Tetsurou told her.

"We started to heavily drink, so much so as we didn't even realize we had girls on our laps," Kei admitted bitterly, "But... when we heard your voice... when we heard your moaning..."

"We sobered up completely," Kenma said, "We gave those girls money to run off and leave us alone, and we were angry with ourselves until we saw each other again."

"We were so mad at ourselves, (Y/N)," Koutarou said rather sadly, "We had to accept that we had to let you go. That one day... you might not want to be with us anymore..."

"That one day... you'll leave us forever..."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

14:00.

One hour passed the time she was supposed to return.

Their lips attached to the sluts in their laps, tasting cherry chapstick and strong alcohol. 

They felt like they were kissing (Y/N), they felt that she was on each of their laps, making out with her. 

They were so drunk, so high off of their sorrow. They missed (Y/N) so much, that they practically envisioned her in their lap right at that very moment. 

But their ears chirped when they heard their (Y/N) wail. 

"Hahn~!"

That voice sounded so far, so far from them. 

They immediately got up; their eyes darting to the door before they received a headache each.

"Fucking hell," Keiji groaned, rubbing his temples in attempt to lessen the pain, "What the fuck-"

"P-Please~!"

They all froze at that moment; their eyes didn't even meet the sluts in the room. 

"Is that... (Y/N)...?" Kenma asks.

They didn't want to believe it... but that voice played into their minds like a song on repeat.

It was (Y/N)'s, and there was no doubt about that. 

"Daddy," one of the girls pouted, attempting to crawl back on Tetsurou's lap, "Kiss me-"

"Sorry, I only have one woman who can call me