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"The truth?" It seems that I may have lost him with what I said. I should've been more specific.

I drag a chair over to the table I was standing at and sit down, my feet are killing me! Why do heels have to hurt so much? "When I left I found myself standing in the street of one of my father's most trusted and we spoke for a little bit. In actuality the majority of the conversation was just me asking questions but that's besides the point!" I scan around the section of the room that we are seated in to make sure I have all four of them listening. "He confirmed that all the rumours about my father were true and he also told me that..." no you dummy don't cry now! My throat was swelling up just from remembering what me and Kageyama talked about. Part of me still didn't want to believe that my father had done it, that he wasn't the one who tore half of my world away, but I knew it was true. It had to be true, Kageyama wouldn't lie about such a thing and there's more groups in this country with a grudge against my father than I can count on my hands.

"Take your time" Sakusa says calmly and when I look up at him his eyes seemed relaxed almost as if he was smiling slightly behind the mask but I wasn't going to assume anything.

Another deep breath comes from me as I prepare to speak again. "He killed my mother and I'll do everything and anything to avenge her death, I swore that to her during her last few moments" I felt empowered, finally I was able to do something about my mother's death but something still played on my mind. Wait a minute... "I'll help you all if you do two things for me" I hold up two fingers and look at each of them, earning me a nod from them all. "Tell me what your plan is after my father has been assassinated and I also want some backstory to your life" I point at Sakusa. "and then!" I raise my voice on the last word, gotta let them know I mean business! "I will be the one to kill my father" the room fell even more silent if it were even possible. It had been mentioned earlier by Kuroo that Sakusa would be the one to 'finish the job' but I'm the one with any blood relation to that god forsaken man so I should be the one to do it.

I expected at least some rebuttal but three of them just shrugged whereas Sakusa let out a low chuckle before standing up and holding out his gloved hand. "Very well, I'd rather not get any dirt on my hands anyway" proudly I stand up and shake his hand. Never in my life had I felt so independent and powerful. Just you wait old man, I'm gonna hunt you down even if it kills me!

"Y/n?" Atsumu was stood by the door with his arms folded and a large smirk on his face. "You tryna impress us with all that fancy talk?" This mother f-

I walk over to him gracefully, breathe on and then rub my hand on my dress to like you do when you clean glasses before raising my arm and slapping the back of his head. "OW WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"Making fun of me!" I fold my arms and turn away, holding my head up high. "I can't help it, dad was trying to get me to speak with more 'formality' and now I have my moments" when I turn back around I see him still rubbing the sore spot on his head so I ruffle his hair a bit and apologise. "Anywayyyy" I take my shoes off and spin around because why not? "Me and the lovely gentleman over there" I point at Sakusa again, I should stop doing that it's rude! "We have a date to go on" I curtsy as I hear some shocked snickers and faint chuckles in the room. Sakusa's eyes told me just exactly how he felt about what I just said, he was flabbergasted. Stop with the fancy words Y/n you aren't impressing anyone. "For business jeez! I mean if you wanna take me on a date I wouldn't reject the idea" I give him a teasing wink as I hold out my arm for him to link his with. Eventually he does and we walk out of the warehouse to the car and we finally all go back to their place.

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"Finally! I'm so comfyyyy!" When we got back they gave me a pair of sweatpants and a graphic T-shirt as well, I can't remember the last time I was in such comfy clothes!! I was currently in his office and I was waiting patiently on one of the black leather chairs for him to come back with a tray of tea/coffee. When he did come back he puts the tray on his obnoxiously large desk and sits down. He makes sure to sort the drinks out before clearing his throat and resting his chin on his hands.

"What would you like to know first?"

I put down my cup after taking a sip. "What is your plan after my dad gets killed?" He chuckles at my question. "What's so funny?"

"Sorry, you said that like it's just a normal day for you" he pulls down his mask to have a drink and I'm finally able to get a good look at him. His face is well sculptured but his resting face looks so unbothered about everything...what has he been through? He catches me staring but brushes it off as he puts his cup down. "Our plans? Well we are hoping to unite every group in the country and to form an alliance between each one, to prevent wars and such" it was a good plan, it definitely gained my interest but it wouldn't be easy.

"You plannin' to bribe some of them or are you gonna use force?"

"No, we were hoping that we could utilise your technological skills to find a weak point like money being owed or a grudge they have with someone else and resolve whatever issue they have, they'll have to swear allegiance to us then"

"So it's like owing a favour?"

"Exactly" he drinks some more. "Next?"

I take some time to think. What did I say again? Ah! Got it! "I want to know more about you"

"May I ask why?"

I push my chair back and lay the side of my head on my arms that were folded on the table. "I'm just curious, you intrigue me" we sit in silence for a few seconds and I work out that it's because he's waiting for me to be more specific. "What you said earlier about not wanting to get your hands dirty, I understand that you have a strong disliking for germs so what I want to ask is..." he was swirling the liquid around in his cup, clearly not knowing what I'm going to ask. "What was your first kill like?" His eyes shoot up to meet mine. "How did you react?" He was still for a moment, unsure on why I chose to ask this but he still answered.

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~ 𝕱𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖇𝖆𝖈𝔎 ~

He pulled the trigger with no second thought. The man before him who was struggling to breathe only a few seconds ago was now lifeless. His shoulders collapsed as his whole body went limp. Fresh blood dripped on the floor, mixing in with the stench of disinfectant as it dried on the stone cold floor. He had to do it, he had no other choice, the lives of those around him would've been at risk otherwise. But something about it felt wrong, it felt so so wrong. He wasn't sure what was making him regret the decision but he soon knew when he looked down at his hand.

The impact of the bullet had caused some of the blood to splatter in various places across the room, Sakusa's hand being included. His head became light and his vision blurred. He wanted to avoid this, why did he forget to wear his gloves? He'd been so stressed out and busy that he didn't have any time to simply slip a pair of the rubber material on. This was the pressure he endured as the new leader of the Jackals.

~ 𝕰𝖓𝖉 ~
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It was nothing like I had expected. I completely understood and respected his desire to keep himself clean and away from any situations that may cause him to be around any germs but this was next level. I felt bad for him, yes he was good at his job but if even one tiny thing went wrong his mind could go into panic mode. "I'm so sorry you went through that...it must've been terrible..." he doesn't speak, he just swirls around his coffee and nods. The eye contact we also had was long gone as well. "Then I promise that from here on out the act of me killing my father will not just be for the revenge of my mother's death but also to make sure you never go through that again!" He appeared to be baffled by my words but his lips curved into a small smile, jeez he needs to stop doing that! If my heart flutters at a small smile I don't even want to imagine what'll happen to me if he shows me a full toothy grin...

"You're a strange one..." is all he says before finishing off his drink. "Anything else?"

"What can I ask?"

"Whatever you like"

I stroke my chin as I think. "Since you're offering can I know some simple things about you?" He raises his eyebrow, questioning what I mean. "Like your favourite colour and foods or places you'd really like to visit or any previous relationships?" Now I will admit that the last one was unnecessary but I was genuinely curious about this. It was probably my faint feeling of attraction towards the man before me that drove me to ask such a thing but the more I knew about him the better our friendship, so in the end we'll be able to cooperate a lot better anyway.

"Favourite colour? I don't really think I have one but as for a favourite food I do quite enjoy umeboshi. As for places I like to go, let's see... probably the Japanese alps"

"Huh? How comes?"

"Because I'd like to enjoy the world by experiencing as much nature as I can before we humans destroy it all, the destruction of our world is inevitable. Wow this got reaallll deep... "and about the last question I've had one relationship but it didn't last very long"

"May I ask why?"

He doesn't hesitate, he just answers. "They didn't believe me about my mysophobia and would constantly tease me about it so I stopped the relationship as soon as it started" I could see the hurt in his eyes but it wasn't from heartbreak, it was from the feeling of being misunderstood but I wanted to understand him. I wanted to know everything about him and more. Am I sure I'm myself right now? Why am I being like this? I had come across many potential suitors in my life despite my young age but none of them were like Sakusa, his area of work was exactly the same as the others but he had one major difference about him. He doesn't wanna strip me of my clothes after the first meeting, even if he did I'd swat him so hard! And that's not a threat it's a promise!

The sound of his cup clinking with mine as he puts it back on the tray snaps me out of my small trance and I notice the small fragment of hurt that was visible in his eyes not even a few seconds ago, had dissolved into the depths of his jet black eyes. "I'm sorry that happened to you but I can assure you that not every person you meet will be like that. Take me for example, you got Atsumu to kidnap me and I wasn't judgemental towards you in the slightest!" He smirks at this.

"The look on your face when you were tied up and telling us what you knew about me said otherwise" his tone was cocky and if we weren't becoming quite good friends I would've slapped the shit-eating grin off of his face.

I leaned back on my chair, crossed one leg over the other and folded my arms. "I was scared outta my fucking mind! I had to make it seem like I wasn't otherwise I'd look like any other damsel in distress"

"It's uncommon for someone of your background to be scared in a situation like that...what frightened you?" His head was back to resting on his chin but he was inching closer, like he wanted to learn more about me as well. He made it clear that he was listening to me and he earned my utmost respect for this. I hate being ignored...

I followed in his steps and rested my arms on the desk before inching closer. "As much as I enjoy their company now, if Bokuto and Hinata played peek-a-boo with me one more time I would've lost my mind and that's what scared me!" A shiver is sent down my spine upon remembering what happened in the underground room.

He chuckles and another flutter it sent to my heart. Goddammit, stop doing that!

"Is that all for now? I have something to show you before we discuss anything else" he stands up and walks around the table before offering me his hand. I take it and we walk out of his office, around a few halls until we reached a door all the way at the back of the house. "This is our database and the all of the technology that we currently have for you to use if you decide to stay with us after your father's death" inside the room there were quite a few data banks but what caught my eye was a huge computer set up in the centre of the room. Five monitors... "each monitor is dedicated to a different group, of course when your done with one, the screen will switch and show another, so...what do you think?"

I walk over to the keyboard and see what I'll be working with.