YOONGI

"Are you ready Yoongi?" Jin asked him holding out his hand.

Yoongi nodded and Jin raised an eyebrow. Yoongi was only just turning 6, but he knew what this meant, 'Are you sure about that?' Yoongi could picture Jin jokingly doing that one John Cena thing. Yoongi scrunched up his eyebrows and wiggled his nose.

"MY HAT!" Yoongi said running to his bed and grabbing his box. He pulled out a hat, he can remember Jin trying so hard to actually get the hat right. Yoongi liked his hat, it had bear ears, Jin's hat has two holes on the top to let his kitty ears out.

Yoongi giggled, Jin picked him up and placed him on his hip. At 14, Jin was a giant to Yoongi, but Yoongi was often told he would get much bigger.

"What's so funny you crib midget?" Jin asked. Then he shook his head and said, "Did you see yourself in the mirror?"

Yoongi giggled again and shook his head, "No I was wanderin' ifs, like your ears got cold?"

Jin reached up with his other hand and felt his ears. "Sometimes, but it hurts to keep them down for a long time."

"My ears don't hurt when I wear my hat!" Yoongi says also reaching for his own ears.

Jin smiled and laughed, shaking his head a bit, "Well your not a neko like me, monkey."

"One day will you tell me why?" Yoongi asked, most of the time when he asked Jin about their parents, Jin would get a sad face. And later in the night while they cuddled, Jin would silent laugh, Yoongi supposed it was the good kind of laugh, because Jin's whole body would shake and he'd cover his face and turn towards the wall. Yoongi knew it was called being polite, Jin once got mad at him for laughing to loud in church.

'"Yoongi, you need to be polite!" Jin said grabbing Yoongi by the arm and gently pulling him toward the churches bathroom."But Jinnie, he saids some'in funny!" Yoongi said."It wasn't meant as a joke, Yoongi. If your going to laugh at something like that, turn away and laugh silently."Jin said crouching down, eye level with Yoongi.Yoongi sniffed and felt his eyes pluff up. "But Jinnie I's not trying to be rude!" Yoongi said.Jin pulled his scarf off, a lovely blue and orange, hand made. Jin slowly raised his hands to wrap it around Yoongi, using the end to wipe Yoongi's snot and tears." I know that, it was a misunderstanding, normally when these things happen you just apologize." Jin said with a smile.'

Jin smiled softly, "Yeah." It was silent, not the good kind, Yoongi saw Jin's face start to get sad. So being the small child he was, he loudly asked, "Can we get ice cream?!"

Namjoon

"Young master it's time for you to wake up." The curtains flew open, in an effort to keep sleeping Namjoon tried to snuggle further under the covers. "None of that young master."

With that Hoseok pulled the covers off of Namjoon, who playfully hissed, pretending to back away from the sun.

"Young master, you have an hour and 30 minutes to get ready for school today." Hoseok said.

Namjoon groaned, having skipped almost all of last year, he had failed, he understood the work, but he didn't do it, Namjoon had to go to summer school. Hoseok leaned over his face and said, "Its no one's fault but your own young master."

Namjoon groaned again as he stood up, extremely naked, he stretched and walked into the bathroom. If he had a choice, Namjoon would only take showers in the evening, but nothing goes his way (duh, he has summer school) and he had to shower every morning. Sometimes he hated being rich.

He got ready and left, he lived close enough to the school he could walk, so that's what he did. Memories flew through his head. His mother, happiness, and simpler times.

He walked past the old play ground, being rich, Namjoon never had to play here, but he could remember coming here with his mother, before… these days only the poorest of the poor play here.

Namjoon can't say he blames them, the playground is in bad shape. There is only one working swing, and it's a falling apart baby swing. The weeds haven't been cut in at least seven years, and the slide had two big holes in it. Why didn't someone tear it down and fix it? Or like build something else?

Namjoon sighed and rubbed his right eye, fleetingly glancing at it. Then he looks back, stopping. There is a fragile looking neko pushing a human looking 10 year old. How poor are these people?! To play on Bridge, would be wanting at least 3 different shots.

Namjoon feels his heart clinch, his mother called it Bridge, he called it a waist of space.

The neko was turned away, but even this far away, Namjoon could smell him, the sweet smell of home and family. Namjoon used his alpha ears to listen to them.

"So are you excited for school?" The ten year old asks.

"Honestly? I'm worried that you won't be ok. Hobi agreed to watch you, but he's got other stuff to do-" The neko says, but the ten year old interrupts him half way.

"-Jin first off, I'll be fine. Second Hobi can watch me easily. Third, you tried so hard to get into the prat school, you are fucking going, and you'll be top of your class!" The ten year old says.

Namjoon takes a second to wonder what could have made this boy so smart, before Jin speaks again, "Yeah, you know what Yoongi, your right! Well? Are you ready to go? Let's do this!"

The neko and the boy both head the way Namjoon came from, and Namjoon quickly tries to act normal, but looses his footing and totally trips everywhere. His bag, which was unzipped (a nasty habit he gained in 8th year) spilled everywhere.

Namjoon shyly looked up and saw the boy and neko- Yoongi and Jin- looking at him like he was crazy. Blushing and quickly grabing everything he can, Namjoon runs off.

Jimin

Jimin is eight. He can even spell it. Something he tells everyone he can. Jimin was a maid, he was born into the Kim families maids, and would probably die in it. But he was ok with that, he remembered stories of outside where dragons would steal submissive nekos and hurt them, and he didn't want that.

So he listened to the master and never went outside, never. He also remained out of sight inside. Sometimes this task was harder then it would seem, but as Jimin got older it got easier, now that he got eight, not even Hoseok would see him, he was a big boy who could count to eight.

Jimin was dusting when the young master passed by him, leaving. He internally cringed, the young master saw him! What a terrible maid he was, but when he realised that young master wasn't saying anything and was already gone.

Jimin didn't understand- "Jimin!"

Jimin looked up and there stood Hoseok. "Yessir?"

Hoseok smiled and walked closer to him.

"You've done very well. I would like to request something because of this." Jimin perched up, ready to do anything. "Today we are getting a young alpha, he needs to be shown the ropes. He will only be here during the weeks, so you won't have to worry for him on the weekends, but would you kindly help him? His brother is a best friend of mine, he'll help us out on the weekends and everything…"

Jimin nodded. He could do it, he was a big boy who could spell and count to eight.

Taehyung

Tae was always ready to defend a weaker person. That's why when he saw the cute sub neko getting beat up, his dom neko reacted and went to protect him.

"What the fuck do you think your doing?!" Tae yelled, normally this was all Tae needed to do, as to the fact he was one of the ring leaders to the 7th street, but today it seemed he had some brave ones.

"Whys it concern you V?" Tae hated that nickname. He was given it when he was 14, and was really obsessed with sex, and it helped his case that he was good at it too. Most women he sleeped with talked about how their vaginas still felt good. Hence the nickname V. No one ever called him Tae, or even Taehyung.

"It concerns me when it's someone else your hurting." Tae growls, he hears the sub let out a whimper. Sparing a quick glance towards the sub, is his mistake, the other male lunges at Tae and manages to hit him in the ear, his buddies cheer for him. But you don't get to the top of the 7th street for being weak, Tae dodges the next few blows, looking for a pattern when he sees it. Tae steps to the left and jabs the other in the ribs, just hard enough Tae hears a break. Then he presses on that new wound and drops the other to the ground.

"STOP!" Tae turns around and sees a leader of 2nd street. Kim Namjoon, everyone knows he's a rich prat, most speculate that he's only in 2nd because of this. But Tae had the pleasure to run into him while going through 3rd, Kim beat him a new one. Tae plans to get his revenge on him soon, maybe that's now.

"Hold your horses V I don't wanna fight you yet. I just wanted my men to stop, Ceven here was gonna get you with your back turned. I don't know about 7th, but us 2nds don't fucking do that." Then Kim breaks the man's arm and throughs him to the ground.

"I wasn't under the impression 2nd had any standards. After all they let in a rich spoil brat. Rap Monster." Tae snarls the name Kim goes by. Tae doesn't understand why he tried to change it, back when Tae was 14 and Kim was 16, Tae remembers that no one knew Kim's name either. Then one day while chilling, someone saw him on TV being addressed as Kim Seoh's son. Kim Seoh basicly owned Korea.

Tae took a second to think about how ruined Kim's reputation had to have gotten. But everyone knew, Kim might have been spoiled, but he was smart, and in 3 months he was even higher then before.

"I've got school to get too, why don't we settle this later?" Kim says.

"Lucky for you I also have shit to do." Tae was gonna make a remark on how Kim was going to school in the summer, but then he realised he couldn't judge because he too had school.

Kim turned and walked off.

Tae heard a whimper and realised the sub was still there. He turned towards the sub and leaned down. And then he smelled it, the scent of mate.

Hoseok

Hoseok wasn't raised into the Kim family like many of the other servants. Instead he had seen the flyer for a new butler and thought of his past experience. He didn't have any, but he'd watched Black Butler and figured he'd had enough training to try for the job.

He got lucky, because he was also the only one who saw the flyer, meaning he got the job. It was in this moment that he realised he had no idea what the fuck he was doing, but Hoseok was proud, something that his mother had called a 'fatal flaw'. Hoseok just called it life.

He went to work there when he turned 20. On his first day he was introduced to a 9 year old Kim Namjoon. Being only eight years older then Namjoon, he wasn't ready to be bossed around by him. He was thankful that his young master never asked him to do stupid stuff. And he was most thankful that his young master didn't ask him to do anything with the gang he was in.

So when Hoseok asked Namjoon to help his friend, he wasn't to excited. Then he agreed.

'"Young master I have something to ask of you." Hoseok said after giving Namjoon his daily tea.

"Go ahead." Namjoon said waving a hand and looking up at Hoseok.

"Well young master, I was wondering if you could help my friend. His name is Kim Seokjin, and he got into a high school, a good one. And he's super excited for it. Anywho, his younger brother has no where to go this summer while Jin's at school-" Namjoon cut him off at this point.

"Hoseok, if you need this young boy to come here while your friends at work, he can just come. Also what did I tell you? When it's just us, please just call me Namjoon." Namjoon looks at Hoseok with a smile.

"Of course, I apologize Namjoonie. Anywho, my friend would feel bad if he was just here, so he asked if he could work on the weekends…." The question is unasked, but Hoseok practically raise Namjoon, so they both get each other.

"You can handle their schedules. I'll even pay them, it sound like their a poor family the way your talking about them. Also I'd like to know their ages…" Namjoon says.

Hoseok nods, he is super happy that he said yes, but honestly he has no idea why he doubted the young master.

"Jinnie is turning 18 this December, and Yoongi just turned 11."

Hoseok is so glad he has a good young master.

Jungkook

The day had started out normal, but then it didn't. He ate his cheerios, he got on his bus, he headed the same way as always.

"Hey cutey, wanna come back to my place?" Jungkook looks up and sees 6 or 7 men staring greedily at him. He doesn't like it one bit. He moves towards an exit planning to get off soon. Big mistake, as he moves towards the exit, the men follow him.

Jungkook feels his ears flatten on his head, and his tail wrap further around his leg.

He got off and walked towards the school. Gods, he'd missed school because of his heats last year, if it had been doms, then the school probably would have been more lenient. But doms didn't have heats, and he wasn't a dom. He was one of the lowest of the low. A submissive neko. Sub nekos were so rare, their a protected group. Subs are rare, sub nekos were even more rare.

The next thing Jungkook knows it that he's up against a wall and one of the men is reaching up his skirt.

"No! Leave me alone!" Jungkook can't be around doms to much, he'll go into heat, so he's thankful none of these men are doms. Then something slams him against the wall and he blacks out.

When he wakes up it's to a dom leaning down next to him, and he's in heat.

Jin

Jin remembers everything, and honestly it's more of a curse then a gift. He remembers feeling trapped, so it's easier not to think. Instead he thinks of shows, songs, and anything that doesn't directly involve him. Except for when it comes to Yoongi.

No matter what Yoongi is always first on his thoughts. Even as he sat in school. He remembered Yoongi.

'"Are you excited Yoongaboonga?" Jin asks. Today is Yoongi's 7 birthday. And like each year, they go to Sven's for pizza. Sven's was a small cafe on main, and normally it's where all the different gangs met, no violence was aloud when you went into Sven's, if you did, well Jin didn't really know he wasn't in a gang. But he heard stories.

Jin liked Sven's mostly because Sven was a nice guy who let Jin work there, and second because it was cheap.'

When Jin was stressed, he thought of his happiness, he thought of Yoongi.