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Karasuno, one of the most well-known Mafia families across Japan. Known as 'The Crows' they have reined over the Tōhoku region for many generations. Ikkei Ukai is known as the longest reigning head of Karasuno, but since his health began to decline he has now passed on the duties of the head of the family to his only Grandson, Keishin Ukai.
Hitoka Yachi, although one would never guess it, was part of the Ukai bloodline. Yachi's grandmother and Ikkei Ukai had been brother and sister, and as both only had one grandchild each, it meant that should anything ever happen to Keishin then Yachi would be the next head of the family. It would have fallen to her father, had he not suffered an untimely death at the hands of a rival family.
Her father had sheltered her, wanted her to live a normal life and she had, for a time. He'd done his best to keep her from the world in which he'd once been involved, he left that life behind when he'd met her mother, but said life hadn't let him go scot free, in the end, he'd paid with his life.
She'd been 14 at the time, had watched the life leave his honey golden eyes as he whispered to her of his love for both herself and her mother. He clung with a bloodied hand to face, had told her that if death was to take him then he go willingly while looking at the person he loved most in the world.
It was at his funeral that she caught her first sight of them, Karasuno. They'd been dressed in all black like everyone else, and yet somehow they stood out. They'd been watching her the whole time, their eyes following her through the cemetery.
It was only once it was over that they approached, but it wasn't her, it was her mother. The man who resembled her father took her mother aside, both of their eyes flitting over to Yachi every so often as they spoke.
"I'm very sorry for your loss," She hadn't even noticed the man approaching her, so when she turned to find a man with bleach blonde hair looking down on her, she couldn't the shiver of the terror that tingled up his spine. The man seemed to pick up on unease, as he stepped back, hands raised to show he didn't mean her harm, although the people shifting behind her didn't help lessen her unease. "We never got the chance to meet before this, and for that I am sorry." Yachi felt clueless as to what the man wanted. "Your father was more than just family to me, I considered him a brother. We grew up together, him and I. I never thought that one day I would have to say goodbye to him the way I did."
"I'm afraid I don't actully know who you are?"
"Oh, I'm Keishin Ukai."
She hadn't known it at the time, but the day she laid her father rest, would be the day her whole life changed.
Her lips were reddened when he drew back from the kiss, her cheeks flushed, her brown eyes wide as she stared at him. She quickly shook her head, and before she could even protest his lips were back on her again and he was kissing again.
She knew it was wrong, knew that she'd shouldn't be here, but she couldn't resist, she'd tried and failed each time. He was a drug and she an addict.
Her shirt was ripped away and bra tossed somewhere behind him, his hot mouth caressing every inch of pale skin revealed even as he tossed his own shirt away. She arched into his hands like a cat, purring happily when finally their bare upper torsos touched, and she could feel his warm skin against her own. She bared her neck instinctively, allowing him to run his tongue over the exposed skin, his teeth marking her skin for all to see.
When his lips finally grazed her own, she mischievously flickered her tongue out against his lips before darting forward to capture his earlobe between her teeth, nipping playfully at the sensitive flesh.
"Such a tease," He said gruffly, his voice thickening with lust. "But I'll surely make you purr for me."
Kuroo Tetsuro was the next head of the Nekoma family, not that she'd known that when they'd first met. He was an interesting mix of handsome, cocky and terrifying. They'd met by chance, Yachi having been trying to escape her guards, and he had taken it upon himself to save her, without actully knowing anything about her.
He'd towered over her small form and had taken pleasure in seeing just how far down her blush actully reached, and then it was him who she'd been trying to run from. They'd run into to one another but never had it crossed her mind that they'd both be there for the same reason, the meeting between family heads.
While he attended meetings with his Grandfather, Yachi was brought along to learn about those who were allies to her own family. She didn't attend any of the meetings herself, and Ukai never introduced her either, she was there because she was an unknown. Although her father hadn't raised her to be involved in the family business, he had taught her all the things she'd need should that life ever come calling and since his passing 6 years ago, she'd been learning all there was to know about the family business from those in Karasuno.
"His name's Kuroo Tetsuro, he's the next head of Nekoma." Hinata had told her casually when she'd inquired as to who the man was after seeing him in the same restaurant one night. "His right-hand Kenma is a close friend of mine. I'd introduce you, but Ukai doesn't want you involved with even our allies."
Kuroo had made eye contact with her as they were leaving, his eyes narrowing as she was helped into her coat by Tsukishima. She blinked then, her cheeks flushing and allowed herself to be lead away, all the while she could feel Kuroo's stare burn into her back.
When Yachi had opened her eyes, she'd been both startled and confused. She'd certainly not fallen asleep with anyone else in her bed, but there he'd been. He cornered her, trapping her with his much taller form to warn her that he wasn't the sharing type.
"I don't know what it is your up too, but I'd stop."
Yachi had been tending to the plants in the greenhouse that Grandpa Ukai, as he'd told her to call him, had built just for her. She did not hear his approach, but then Tsukishima always seemed to catch her off guard. He was silent whenever it was his turn to guard her, and usually, he wouldn't speak a word to her if he didn't need too.
"I don't know what you mean?" She dared not meet his gaze as she answered.
His breath breezing over her neck had chills running down her spine, her skin raising at his closeness. "Your a 'Crow' now, and we watch over our own. We'll keep you safe, even if you don't see it that way."
It was a threat, but also a warning. He was telling her that it wasn't just him watching her moves, but everyone else under the Karasuno name. She wasn't a nobody anymore, she was somebody, she was next in line until Ukai had an heir.
"I-I understand." She said, her eyes downcast and Tsukishima finally gave her back her much wanted space.
Once he'd left her alone, her eyes lifted, gazing about her garden. She'd been free once, had never known what it felt like to be tied down, and now she was a caged bird, her own kind trapping her in a golden cage in which she could never escape. She grazed her fingertips over the inside of her left wrist where they'd branded her, marking her as one of them.
The black ink in the shape of a crow stood out against her pale skin, a tattoo which would forever mark her as a member of Karasuno. She knew Kuroo had a similar one of his family crest tattooed on his back, she'd traced the cat more times than she'd admit. For years they had kept their secret love affair under wraps, but she'd always known that this day would come.
Taking a deep breath she allowed herself to cry. "I'm sorry Kuroo," Yachi whispered.
She had flinched as the words left Ukai's lips, the color draining from her skin, her eyes widening and her breath catching in her chest. "You are to be married." He told her, his eyes gauging her reaction. She blinked, her lips parting and yet words failed to leave her lips. "Arranged marriages are common to unite families, and since you are our only female blood member it falls to you to fulfill this duty."
"We'll help you run away, just say the word," Hinata said as they waited in the garden, her betrothed coming to visit her for the first time that day.
"Dumbass, she can't just run away. This is her duty to the family." Tsukishima snapped, although there was no real bite to his words. He'd already offered to find her a way out, and she'd declined.
He was right, when her father had died it was Karasuno who had taken her in. They had become her family, offering her everything her heart could ever desire and she knew that whoever they had chosen for her would be someone they knew would take care of her. Her heart might belong to another, but for her family, for those who had welcomed her with open arms and had loved her without ever knowing her, she does what they have asked of her and will marry the man they had chosen.
Car doors closing alerted them to the arrival of her betrothed, and soon Yachi was left alone in her greenhouse, a table and chairs having been set up so that the two might converse and get to know one another.
She stood when the door opened, her eyes watering at the person stood before her.
"I've never been good at letting go," He informed, eyes raking over her form, fangs gleaming in the noon sun as he licked his lips and grinned. "And I'd surely be crazy to let go of a delectable little mouse like yourself."
Yachi tried to stifle her giggle, her hand reaching to brush some of her hair behind her ear as she took tentative steps forward. "I don't know where you got the idea that I was a mouse because I most definitely am a Crow."
Kuroo reached out once she was within reach, his hand caresses her cheek and a soft smile gracing his features. "Good," He whispered leaning down so that his lips brushed against her with each word that fell from his lips. "Now say yes."
Yachi's hands tugged his shirt. "Ask me first,"
Kuroo smirked. "Marry me?"
"Yes."