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I decided to make myself at home since I knew there was no chance of me getting out of this anytime soon. Atsumu was much more intelligent than he looks and he had an amazing talent for covering up his tracks. A top forensic detective wouldn't be able to find sufficient evidence to pin any of his crimes against him and he knew this. Smug fucker...

The room looked so different from the cell I was locked in. For one the walls weren't metal slats, they were plastered and painted white with small white engravings and patterns dotted around. Each section matched the other. The bed was in the centre of the wall to my right and was huge. It had white leather boards around the sides and the front but the headboard was also obnoxiously big and was also white leather, small indents and buttons covered the space. Dark grey, silver and white pillows were arranged neatly on the bed and were sat on top of a white duvet with a grey blanket covering the end of the bed. An ottoman was placed at the bottom of the bed with a shimmery cushion on top of it to match the pair of bedside tables either side of the bed. A large mirror with silver edges was hung on the wall above a table with beauty and hair supplies as well as pens, pencils and paper. Tch, think they'll let me go if I draw them a pretty picture? As if!

Coming up with the conclusion that I had nothing better to do I hold some of my dress so that my precious bits don't go flying out as there was a risk that anyone could walk in at anytime. I stand in the centre of the bed and check around me to make sure my fall would be cushioned. After locking in the knowledge that I would be safe and secure upon impact I lean back on my feet and the next thing I knew I was engulfed by peak comfort. The pillows, duvet and blankets were of extremely high quality and I felt a surge of ignorance come over me. Nothing is getting me out of this bed, absolutely noth-

"HEY HEY HEY PRETTY GIRL I GOT YOU SOME FOOD!" Okay maybe my mind could be swayed... I sit up and see the male with streaky hair standing at the door with a tray in his hand, his obnoxiously large toothy grin taking away his menacing factor that still lingered due to the minor blood splatters on the collar of his white shirt. I also noticed the same gold pins on his collar with a chain to connect the pair as I had saw on Atsumu. The small extra detail didn't really faze me but I made a mental note to keep the gold pins and chain in mind. I feel like I remember learning about them...Yes, as it was said before I was the secret intelligence that my father kept hidden but he only ever allocated tasks to me that would of taken too long for a whole team to do, since I could work at twice the speed. But never in my whole career had I researched this group in depth. I had been asked to research Sakusa and emblems of this mafia before but never was I ever asked to investigate the other two I had met, so they were completely unknown to me and I also have no clue about their true numbers. How many men do they have stocked up here? "Hellooooo? Pretty girl?" His voice snaps me out of it and when I focus back on reality I see he has moved closer towards me. An uncomfortable distance to say the least. His face was so close to mine but I didn't sense any lust or want to put me in my place I simply just think he's overly friendly, which is kinda cute in some ways.

"Sorry I zoned out a bit there, what have you got for me?" Instead of looking I go for a more friendly approach. Starting a needless conversation is a good start right?

Eagerly, he backs up and takes the lid off of the plate that was sat on a silver tray. Beneath it was an assortment of fruits: grapes, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries and apple slices. "I made this myself so I hope you enjoy it!" He had a pleasing look in his eyes that made my heart melt a tad. This has gotta be his secret tactic to tricking people!

Not wanting to upset him I pick up a strawberry and take a bite, it was overwhelming sweet but not too much where it was disgusting. I look at him with a happy chewing face and swallow before speaking again. "It's delicious thank you so much- uhm...what's your name again?" I felt so bad and this was clear when my hand found its way to the back of my neck, rubbing up and down in an attempt to brush off the awkwardness I was feeling.

But to my surprise he wasn't offended at all, he just stood up straight, cleaned invisible dust off of his blazer and bowed before grabbing my hand and kissing the back of it. "The name is Bokuto Koutarou m'lady" his childish demeanour was gone and was replaced by a dominant aura. What in the- WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY?! Jesus Christ he's like me before I start my period, no joke I turn into Satan a few days prior but as soon as I find out I'm on I just laugh it off and get on with my day. It's whacky I know. "May I know your full name, sorry if I scared you!" Annnnd his old self was back. It's like that hypnotherapy show, '3...2...1 you're back in the room' this guy is seriously losing me. He's so spontaneous I can't keep up!

I pull my hand back to my side and nervously smile at him. "Y/n L/n it's uh...nice to meet you too?" I try to make that sound like a statement but as hard as I tried it still came out as a question but before he can comment on it someone else appeared at the door.

"Alright the pair of ya play times over" Atsumu leant against the door frame with his arms crossed and a smirk on that smug face of his. Ohhhh how I could punch him~ he stands up straight and makes a 'come here' motion with his hand.

"Oh hell no that's sketchy shit right there! Ask me properly you provocative bastard!" He chuckled at my outburst but Bokuto just stood there like a lost puppy, glancing back and forth between us.

Atsumu clears his throat and holds up his hands in a surrender manner. "Sorry yer just too easy to tick off, anyways boss wants to see ya and it's not best to keep 'im waitin'" he winks at me this time causing me to jump off the bed and pin him to the wall outside by pinning one of his legs with mine and my arm was placed firmly across his throat.

He doesn't look frightened at all which is exactly what I expected. "You're lucky I consider you a pal Atsumu otherwise I'd have your head on a silver platter~" it wasn't like me to get extremely violent like this but I hated overly flirtatious men and he knew this. He was like Kageyama, he knows exactly which buttons to press to get the best reaction out of me but I had much more respect for Kageyama so I never targeted him like this.

"Chill out princess~ ya know I wouldn't touch ya like that anyway not unless ya begged me too" if it wasn't for his extremely egotistical attitude I probably would consider sleeping with him but he'd ruin the mood by constantly complimenting himself or some shit. "C'mon now" his serious tone from earlier returns and he lightly grabs my wrist before dragging me through the maze of a building again. How many halls and doors does a place need? Then again our place hasn't exactly got a simple layout... eventually we reach two large black double doors with spruce wood handles. When they were opened I was greeted by a large office that the majority of was black. Wow this dude really needs to lighten up... a large desk was placed at the centre of the wall furthest away from us and there sat Sakusa still with his mask and gloves on as he typed away on his computer. Fingers flying across the keys and his eyes also quickly scanned a file placed next to him and back up to the screen. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself in a way...

"You're three minutes late..." he said lowly without looking over in our direction. Atsumu goes to speak but I clap a hand over his mouth.

"Yeah sorry about that someone here was pissing me off so I put him in his place" The blonde haired male licked my hand so I instantly retracted it and held my wrist staring at the limb in disgust. "Oh my god you're revolting! Did your mother never teach you manners?" I stuck my tongue out at him and the turned my attention back to my slobber covered palm. Gross...

"Here..." Sakusa speaks again but is partly muffled by the sound of a drawer opening then closing and also a small plastic bottle being placed on the desk. I lean forward and squint my eyes to see and read the bottle, sanitiser...oh!

I jog over to the desk and pick up the bottle, squirting some of the liquid onto my hand before rubbing it in. Not forgetting to flash a dirty look at Atsumu in the process. I go to give him the bottle back but he stops me. "You've touched it with your hand so just keep it, I have plenty of my own..." he still doesn't look at me despite the now much smaller distance between us both.

"Oh thanks..." I have nowhere to put the bottle so I just hold it in hope of being able to find something to leave it on for the time being. "So what did you need me for?" Finally his eyes lifted from the screen and in my direction. His eyes were still as dark as midnight but as enticing as ever. What secrets do they hide?

"The five of us are going out to meet up with some friends of ours to discuss some things and I want you there" as soon as he finished his attention was back on the screen. He's either got a short attention span or has no interest in me at all.....and it's most definitely the second one.

I pop out my hip and rest a hand on it. "Why do you want me there? It's not like I'm gonna rat out my dad" he clicked his tongue at what I said and this also irked him to push his chair back and to stand up. Hands on desk and dark eyes glaring me down. Nice try buddy I've seen some shit, nothing intimidates me anymore!

"Atsumu you can have her for tonight" Except spending a night with that asswipe.

"OK ILL COOPERATE JUST PLEASE LET ME SLEEP ALONE!" I fall to my knees and beg pathetically, it was worth getting out of that severe punishment. Oh the trauma that would cause me...

Atsumu now walks over and kicks my side gently. "Oi I'm not that bad!" He snarled.

I stand up and adjust my dress. "Keep thinking that buddy boy!" I pat his shoulder with an really condescending tone.

"Yer such a bitch Y/n" he smirks again.

"And you're an asshole Atsumu"

"Cow"

"Jizz stain!"

"Moron!"

"Is that the best you got? Oh wait I forgot your the second best twin~" a vein popped out on his head at me saying this. Oops maybe I went too far...

"Enough!" Sakusa slams his hands down on the desk and eyes up the pair of us. "You're both such children..." he sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Apologise right now before I drown you both in sanitiser" now when he said he had plenty of his own...I didn't expect him to have enough for that! And by Atsumu's expression I could tell he had more than enough.

"Sorry..." I mumble with arms folded like a five year old.

"I'm sorry too yer not that bad..." he runs a hand through his hair and sighs.

I look at him calmly with a gentle smile on my face. "You aren't that bad either" but our buddy buddy moment doesn't last long as Sakusa once again clears his throat.

He wipes down his keyboard with a wet wipe, takes off his gloves and puts a new pair on before searching through his drawers for a different file. "Okay I've got everything, Atsumu give her back her heels and we'll leave" his eyes avoid us again as he walks out of the room not waiting for me and Atsumu to follow suit.

"Shit before shovel~" I punch Atsumu's chest lightly and chuckle as we both start to follow behind Sakusa. I wonder who we are meeting...but at least I get my shoes back!

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"HEY HEY HEY KUROO!" Bokuto cheers as he skips over to a tall male with black scruffy hair. Did he just wake up?

The male grabs Bokuto's hand, pulls him close and pats his back. "What's up dude? How you been?" The two seem very friendly with each other and I'm curious as to how long they've been friends for.

Suddenly, a hand finds its place between my shoulder blades and someone's hot breath fans over my ear again. "C'mon Y/n let's go inside and introduce yer to everyone, they're all so excited to meet ya~" Atsumu whispers in my ear but I swat him away. 

"You really gotta stop doing that it's creepy as!" He chuckles but ignores what I said and leads me to two large doors. Pushing them open, I am greeted with the view of many people dressed in black but also each person with a different colour that presumably assigned them to their groups. Our guards have gold and navy blue highlights to their suits and the Black Jackals have gold...I saw that male who I think was named Kuroo have a red shirt under his black blazer and I can also see a few other colours in this room as well...orange, white and yellow, I think I know what groups are in here...

"So..." Atsumu glances at me expectantly. "These are your..." I scan the room once more.

"Allies"

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Note: I do not hate or dislike Bokuto or Atsumu I'm just describing them in such ways to match the behaviour of Y/n. She'll warm up to them eventually 😌🤚