I got you something, Princess 

[THIRD POV]  

Oikawa Tooru's funeral... was something.

Oikawa's body was stored in a casket, specially made for gang leaders; it was engraved with their members' names, along with various other symbols. Oikawa's favorite gun, a pistol with a lipstick mark on it, was buried with him.

The whole funeral was silent, to say the least. Iwaizumi, Oikawa's right hand, took over the gang in the end. He gave a brief speech about him, then they all departed with Oikawa's body being buried on a special grounds.

Unfortunately, (Y/N) had to be sedated in the middle of it all. She tried to... join Oikawa, which resulted in her getting sedated by Tetsurou. She didn't get to see Oikawa getting buried, but it's not like she wanted to either.

She felt like the whole thing was her fault.

The next few weeks were spent on cleaning. The Nohebi gang went extinct as all of their members were dead. No one really knew what happened with their bodies after the gun-fight.

The five wealthy men suffered minor injuries that healed after a month. During that time, (Y/N) had to heal too.

She spent most of her days cooped up in her room, with barely anything to drink or to eat. She willed herself to stay healthy, but it was hard. She felt so sad, so full of hatred on herself when all she could think about are the deaths she caused.

Goshiki... Oikawa... Daishou... Kawanishi.

So many people died.

And it was all on her.

When the five wealthy men found out that she had been blaming herself, they had to constantly tell her that it wasn't her fault.

That it wasn't her fault for whatever state Goshiki is.

That it wasn't her fault that Daishou died to Iwaizumi.

That it wasn't her fault that Kawanish was shot multiple times.

That it wasn't her fault that Oikawa took a bullet for her.

She still blamed herself in the end, and that showed.

It had been now three months since the death of Oikawa Tooru; (Y/N) was sitting on her bed, meddling with a console Kenma had loaned her. She asked for something that'll keep her busy while the guys were working. 

The guys never cuffed her. They only put restrictions on her, such as the amount of time she could stay outside (with supervision of course) or like how she can only use things like computers or phones with them in the presence.

She didn't care much, she was used to not having a phone or something to use. She never had much friends, and even if she did have friends, Daishou would've monitored her like a hawk; she ended up not wanting to make any friends, knowing it'd just be a waste.

She let out a sigh once she died for the umpteenth time; she laid back down, staring at the ceiling.

'Things are getting boring... winter is coming around soon... and I don't know what they plan on doing...'

It was definitely getting colder, and the men were preparing for that.

'I wonder... what they're doing now...'

As if on cue, the double doors swing open; all five of the wealthy men walked in, with Kenma holding a small cardboard box. (Y/N) sat up, sitting with her legs crossed in a pretzel-way, staring at the box that Kenma placed in front of her.

"Hey (Y/N)," Tetsurou said, sitting beside her on the bed, "How're you feeling?"

"I'm fine," she sighed, "You don't need to check up on me like I'm a kid."

"Just worried for my baby."

Her cheeks slightly tinted, but she hid it well.

But of course, Tetsurou could tell.

"What is this?" she points to the box, all five of them flash a small grin.

"Open it."

"Why?"

"It's yours."

"Really?"

"Yes!" Koutarou exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air, "Now open it! We worked hard on getting this for you!"

She raised a brow before taking the top off; placing it on the bed, she peeked in, and her eyes widened in delight as she picked the "present" up. 

"Oh my God..." she softly smiled, her eyes sparkling, "It's... It's so adorable...!"

In her hands was a small, white cat. 

A kitten, to be exact. 

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"It's... mine?"

"Of course," Keiji responded, "He is all yours."

"He?"

"Kenma and I found him in the alleyway when we were doing business," Kei explained to her, "We got him all his shots, gave him a bath, let him adjust to us, before we gave him to you."

The small white kitten licked (Y/N)'s fingers before playing with them. She smiled in delight when she pet the kitten; she looked happy, very happy.

"Thank you..." she told them, holding the kitten close to her, "This... this means a lot to me..."

Her koi fish actually had grown too big to fit in the small bowl, so they all decided to let them go back in their pond in Tetsurou's garden. She was still able to see them, but it wasn't the same.

"We thought that since the fish have grown up, that you might be feeling a bit more lonely," Tetsurou says, "Now you have this cat."

"Yeah but just because he's yours now doesn't mean he's replacing me," Koutarou huffed, "Don't give him more attention than me."

"No one's replacing you, Kou," (Y/N) giggled a bit, "But... I want to give this kitten a lot of love."

"I'll just take it back now."

"What- no!" she held the cat close to her chest, where Koutarou couldn't grab it.

"Koutarou, leave it alone," Keiji sighed, "If anything, we'll have the kitten to replace you."

"What?!"

All four of them, including (Y/N), snickered, leaving Koutarou hurt.

"Wow! I see how it is!"

Koutarou huffed, crossing his arms at the group, mumbling incoherently.

"Stupid kitten. Taking my (Y/N) away from me like that. Curling at her boobs like he owns them-"

"Shut the fuck up dude."

"No you shut the fuck up-!"

"What are you going to name him, (Y/N)?" Kenma asks her; he bends down to her height, patting the kitten in her grasp.

"I... I don't know yet," she admitted, "But I will figure it out soon."

"Take your time," Kenma tells her with a soft smile, "There's no rush."

She nodded, turning her attention to the new pet in her hands.

She felt better, happier with this companion.

And the men knew that.

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"Basically... the reason why she ran away from Daishou... was because he wanted to marry her."

Daichi was in shock.

"Excuse me?"

Kei nodded. "Daishou planned to marry (Y/N) once she turned eighteen and graduate."

Kei, Keiji, Kenma, and Tetsurou were all in a private video call somewhere in the mansion. Koutarou was keeping (Y/N) occupied, spending time with her as the other four had a video call meeting with Daichi.

"What the fuck... he planned to marry her when she was so young?!"

"From what we collected from (Y/N), she and Daishou made a promise where he would help her get into the college she wanted as long as he stayed by her side," Kei explained, "However just about... I think a week before her graduation, his true plan seeped out. He ended up telling her what he had in store for her."

"Which was basically the marriage."

"Correct," Kei answered, "From then on, around the last meeting between Shiratorizawa, Nohebi, and Aoba Johsai, it is said that there was a disagreement between Aoba Johsai and the other two, causing the alliance between the three of them to shatter."

"Continue."

"A week after that happened, a week after the dispute, (Y/N) faked her death by injecting a certain serum inside of her that made people think she was dead; however, she wasn't, and when the time was right, she ran away."

"What followed after that was that she attended a college, spent the last four years of her education there, before working at the cafe."

"I have so many questions," Daichi sighed, "First of all, why did Daishou go this far with some woman?"

"(Y/N) explained to us that Daishou's ex lover, Mika, died in a tragic car crash, the night before their anniversary," Tetsurou answered, "He was devastated, but he laid eyes on (Y/N) one day, sparking ab obsession."

"Are you saying that (Y/N) was like the fill-in for a void?"

"Kind of," Tetsurou said, "Thing is, (Y/N) said that at one point, he forgot about Mika, and that he genuinely wanted to marry (Y/N) so that no one else could have her."

"Which brings me to my next question," Daichi cleared his throat, "Why didn't Daishou give her a marking?"

"It was because of the marriage," Keiji said, "Daishou had planned to marry (Y/N) just after one year of being with her. He had wanted to mark her, but the marriage-proposal was brought up, and he decided that he wouldn't need to mark her."

"So Daishou didn't mark (Y/N) because he wanted to marry her?"

"He knew he was going to marry her," Kenma replied, "Therefore, he saw no need to mark her."

"So let me get this straight," Daichi leaned back in his chair, "(Y/N) and Daishou got together mostly because of two things, one being that Daishou was blackmailing her because she was underage and had a job, and the other being so Daishou could heal from his dead lover, Mika."

"They formed a relationship with each other, and after a year, Daishou planned to marry (Y/N), not seeing the need to mark her. After four years, around the time (Y/N) would be turning eighteen, he told her what he was going to do with her."

"Which made (Y/N) fake her death and run away."

"And here we are now." Tetsurou finalized. 

"Very... unexpected," Daichi said, "The same woman you kidnapped had to be the same woman who was the Snake's Princess."

"Definitely unique..."

"But we wouldn't trade her for the world." all four of them said.

Daichi was taken aback, but he nonetheless shook his head, smiling.

"You guys are dangerous..."

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"Ahn~!"

"You like that?"

"Y-Yes- ahn~!"

Koutarou thrusted upwards, his cock hitting her g-spot for the umpteenth time.

"F-F- oh my God- K-Koutarou~!"

"Yes baby?" he smiled, cupping her breasts, "You feel good?"

"Y-Yes-" his cock brushed lightly against her g-spot; Koutarou was definitely now teasing her, "K-Koutarou~!"

"I like how my name rolls off of your tongue," Koutarou began to grind against her, causing her to bite her lip as she was going to cum, "Moan my name out more."

"Haah~..." her hands were against his chest, feeling the outline of his abs.

"Where did your moaning go...?" he thrusted unexpectedly upwards, making a moan force out of her lips, "Ah, so you're going to hold them back from me?"

"That's-" he placed his large hands on her waist, giving them a light squeeze, "Not a-" he stuffed his entire cock inside of (Y/N)'s hole, making her cum instantly, "Problem."

(Y/N) let out a pleasurable scream as Koutarou's speed went faster and faster.

"Two can play that game." he smirked.

"K-Koutarou~!" she moaned out; even when she was still riding her high out, Koutarou was still fucking her relentlessly, not stopping.

"K-Koutarou~! N-No more- ahn~! I-I'm... I'm already... cumming~!"

"Cum more," he huskily said, "I want you to cum twice in a row."

"T-Too... much~!"

Koutarou inserted his cock in and out in a fast pace, earning moans, pants, and another orgasm from (Y/N). The way her hole clasped around his cock made him twitch- after the second twitch, he released his load that was captured by a thin layer of plastic.

He continued to thrust into her, but they weren't as powerful. His cock still touched her g-spot countless times, causing her to jolt out of sensitivity. He nonetheless pulled out, cleaning the both of them up before (Y/N) crawled into his bed with him.

"Kou..." (Y/N) pouted, "You're always so rough..."

"Can't handle a bit of speed babe?"

"T-That's not what I meant," (Y/N) said, turning her attention to the satin sheets, "I'm... I'm referring to what happened between you and Goshiki."

"Oh," Koutarou let out a low whistle, "Why do you still remember that?"

"That was a terrible fight, Kou," (Y/N) said, "You beat him to the pulp, knowing he was no match for you."

"Don't worry about that stuff anymore," Koutarou hushed her, pulling her with his buff arms, "Goshiki is an annoying person. He speaks too highly when he isn't even their strongest member."

"Still," (Y/N) pushed him away, surprising Koutarou, "He's still human... he still deserves to live."

"Why are you being so defensive about him?!" Koutarou raised his voice at her, causing her to flinch, "Do you have some sort of secret relationship with him?!"

"What? No!" (Y/N) argued back, "But Goshiki was still a human being- you shouldn't have fought him so unfairly like that-"

"You don't know who he really is, (Y/N)," he spat, "So don't go defending him like you do."

"Goshiki is not a frail man," Koutarou sighed, "He is just their representative at the moment."

"That didn't mean you had to beat him until he could have died!"

"Don't fucking start with me," Koutarou growled; (Y/N) stiffened, she had never made Koutarou angry, "You don't know Goshiki Tsutomu, I know Goshiki Tsutomu."

"But-"

"End of the conversation," Koutarou pulled (Y/N) close to him, caging her with his arms as he buried his head into the crook of (Y/N)'s neck, "Now go to bed. The others are going to go to bed soon too."

(Y/N) stayed silent, only nodding as she closed her eyes. She didn't want the situation to escalate any further. 

Seeing that she fell asleep fast, Koutarou opened one of his eyes, glancing at the naked woman in his arms. He sighed, shaking his head, before placing a chaste kiss on her forehead.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you (Y/N)," Koutarou said quietly, "I'm just... still upset with what happened between you and Daishou..."

"I hate the way he treated you, and I never want you to go through that again."

He placed another kiss on her forehead before closing his eyes again.

'I want you to be happier now...'

「❮ 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮...❯」

"I wonder what (Y/N) is going to name this little guy," Tetsurou rubbed the kitten's head, earning a soft purr, "Maybe something like snow."

"That's kind of bland, not gonna lie."

"It's her choice; not ours."

After their meeting with Daichi, they went to check up on the two upstairs, which they found them both sound asleep. They decided to take the kitten in with themselves (with Kenma actually) until (Y/N) sleeps back in her room.

"You know," Kei says, "For the first time since forever, (Y/N)'s eyes sparkled like before."

"I noticed that too," Keiji nodded, "It was so beautiful. I'm glad my princess is back to her normal self."

"Yeah... and we heard that through the moaning..."

They all clearly heard Koutarou and (Y/N) fucking, and they tried to pay no attention to it.

"Tried"

"Can't believe he gets to be the first one to fuck her; I've waited three months!"

"Shut the fuck up Tetsu," Kenma rolled his eyes, "It's better if we let (Y/N) feel happy than to just rush in and have sex with her."

"I know that!" he pouted, "I'm just saying..."

"Since Koutarou was the last to fuck (Y/N), and you were the first, maybe it will switch."

"I hope the fuck not!" Tetsurou exclaimed, "I miss my baby!"

'So do we...'

Kei decided to call it a night and go up to bed. He wanted to sleep with (Y/N), but she already was with Koutarou.

Tetsurou had to do one more thing in his lab, so he went to do that. Keiji went to take a shower. 

As for Kenma, he went and got the unnamed kitten situated. He set its bed, a food and water bowl, and its litter box in a corner in his room.

As he set the kitten in its bed, he walked over to change into some comfy clothes; finishing changing, he crawled into bed before hearing a loud meow.

He looked down, peeking at the small cat who clawed at Kenma's bed sheet. Granted, he picked it up, placing it on his bed. It cuddled Kenma, sleeping on top of him.

"In a way," he lightly laughed, "You remind me of (Y/N)."

The cat only meowed in response before Kenma yawned. 

"Let's see what she names you..."

「❮𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓮𝓭...❯」