Hello! Thank you so much for all of the support so far! I really appreciate all of the likes and reviews I've gotten! Enjoy!

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JadeWarrior- (In regard to your review on Chapter 1 and 2) – Wow! I've never had such a detailed review, thank you so much! Thank you for pointing out the run on sentences, I did go back and change the wording on some sentences to hopefully fix that. Yes, I see your point with "owl incarnate" being a little forced, but I did do it for comedic purposes. I don't think I have any other forced descriptions though. Thank you for catching the page breaks! FanFiction sometimes takes those out and I forgot to put them back in. They are in now. I will definitely try to keep an eye on my sentences, and keep them from being run ons. Thank you again for all of the kind words!

Myherogal22- Thank you for the kind words, and for the review!

"It's a bold plan. A good plan, but still a bold one."

"But?" Kuroo prompted, he had known Kenma long enough to know that there was more on the shorter man's mind.

"You can't do it now. I agree with you. I always questioned why the old man did what he did, but it doesn't matter anymore."

"Then why can't I do it?!" Kuroo threw his arms in the air, he had been the "boss" of Nekoma for four days now and he was already starting to plot the mysterious murder of the pudding haired man.

"It's too soon. You've been the boss for less than a week, you don't have the pull for a move like this. Not yet." Kenma looked up from his phone then, seeming almost bored.

"Ugh! Stupid freaking rules." Kuroo groaned plopping down into a nearby chair.

"Whatever. I can't tell you what to do, you're the boss." Kenma muttered focusing his attention back onto the game on his phone.

"No. That's a trap. Right? That's a trap?" Kuroo narrowed his eyes while Kenma just glared at him instead of answering with his words.

"You know I have never been a very patient man when it came to my plans." He decided to change the topic instead for his own safety.

"Then I guess it's time you learned."

"You are an extremely unhelpful hidden boss."

"You're welcome."

Kuroo sighed, knowing he wouldn't get any further with the man before him, he also knew that Kenma was right. Nekoma respected him, for the most part, but they were still trying to process the sudden change. As for the other families, they would just be hearing about it. No one would want to do anything with him until they had an opportunity to get a solid feel for him. Kuroo hummed as he stretched his long limbs out, he had been essentially holed up in Nekoma's main compound for the past four days and he needed to move. Now.

"I'm going for a walk." He muttered, he took Kenma's lack of response that it was okay for him to do so.

"Where are you off to?" A new voice prodded then.

"For a walk."

"I'll join you."

"Yakkun, that's really not necessary." Yaku glared at the taller man at his choice of a nickname, but held his ground.

"I believe that it is, Kuroo-dono." There's that ending again. Kuroo still wasn't used to it. He was used to people talking respectfully to him when he was a bodyguard for the higher ranks of Nekoma, but that was only when he was on duty. Once he was off duty, he could be as carefree as he wanted, it didn't matter what others saw or what they thought. He was free to be himself. Now he had to maintain a very delicate appearance; keeping his stoic façade up wherever he went. He hated every minute of it, but he was loyal to his family. His family meant everything to him, and sometimes that meant that sacrifices had to be made.

"If you must. Trail back though." Kuroo ordered, giving into the other man. He wasn't about to fight a battle he knew he would lose.

"You won't even know I'm there, Boss."

"Well now that's interesting."

"We knew something big was about to happen. Not exactly what I was thinking though, I'll admit that."

"It's a very interesting move indeed. Why? Why? Why? Looks like we have more work cut out for us."

"Perhaps. But not right now."

"We were probably the first people outside of the Nekoma Family to hear about this, and you couldn't care less, could you Iwachan?"

"Do what you want. I'm going to bed." Iwaizumi waved his arm in Oikawa's general direction. He cared about this, he really did, but there was nothing they could possibly do at the moment. Nekoma had been locked up for the past four days while this transition happened. They wouldn't be able to get a lick of any kind of information until the lockdown lifted. The only reason they knew so soon was because they had a Seijoh member who infiltrated the meeting Nekomata had called. They would have to wait until Kuroo and the other higher ranks of Nekoma started wandering around, that would be their signal that the transition successfully happened and they could start gathering information.

"Without me?" Oikawa easily dodged the pillow the shorter man threw at him. He wanted to stay up later and continue this conversation, but he knew that Iwaizumi would be exhausted from his taxing job as Oikawa's right hand man and bodyguard. He turned back around to stare out of the large window that took up most of the wall before him. After so many nights spent in the Seijoh's compound and warehouses, Oikawa was happy to be back in his and Iwaizumi's private penthouse. This was one of his favorite places to be. It overlooked the city offering a gorgeous nighttime view, and only the most trusted members of his family even knew about this place, allowing the two men to actually relax when they were here.

Oikawa snorted at the groan pulled from the shorter man, quickly followed by a loud thump that he knew was Iwaizumi dropping his entire body onto their large bed. Content to enjoy his view a little longer, Oikawa allowed his mind to race, going through every scenario that he could think of to explain the situation regarding Nekoma.

Oikawa sighed, shifting his weight from his right leg to his left, happy to finally be out of his usual apparel. Relaxing now in dark sweatpants and a comfortable lounge shirt. He wondered how long he would actually be able to enjoy this rare peace this time around. He glanced back at Iwaizumi flopped on the bed in nothing but a pair of gym shorts and practically unconscious on the bed.

Looking out of the window he let his mind continue its spiral. Why did Nohebi care so much about what was going on with Nekoma? Why was their so many rumors spreading regarding Nekoma's change in leadership? Who the hell was Kuroo Tetsurou?! Where had he come from? Why did no one know anything about him? Surely Nekomata had to have had some kind of disciple to pass his empire down, so why choose a random low ranking person? How exactly did Nohebi plan on taking down Nekoma? Did they know about this change already, and that was the reason they were striking now? His mind soared high above the clouds, losing the awareness of his surrounding while his mind spun wildly. There had to be a reason for all of this. Something big had to be going down. Something that he wasn't aware of. He hated that. Information was one of Seijoh's greatest strengths; if there really was something big about to go down, then they needed to know about it.

While his mind was starting to spiral out of control, a pillow smacked him solidly in the back of the head. He spun around to see Iwaizumi's head turned in his direction, arm now stretched out on the bed with a scowl on his face.

"So mean, Iwachan! I thought you were asleep anyways." Oikawa pouted as he yelled at him, rubbing the back of his head.

"How can I sleep when I can hear the gears in your head working in overdrive?!"

"Sorry, Iwachan. Go back to sleep."

"Get over here. It's a fucking night off for once, take advantage of it. Besides, you insisted on all of these pillows, so I have a lot of ammo."

Oikawa gave him a gentle smile, relenting his side of the argument. He knew Iwa was serious, and once he ran out of nearby throwing objects, he would just get out up to drag Oikawa into the bed himself. But if that happened, then he'd have a grouchy, sleep deprived Iwaizumi on his hands, and he didn't feel like dealing with that tonight. Instead, he bent down, and grabbed the now two pillows off of the ground, throwing them onto the bed before climbing into it himself. Bringing the covers up to cover both of them, the two men exchanged a few word. Mostly Iwaizumi threatening to shove him off the bed it he- didn't sleep soon, snored loudly, kicked him, or was annoying in any other sort of way. Oikawa muffled his giggles into his pillow, knowing the threat did hold some truth to it. They shared another moment before sleep claimed them both and they actually managed to sleep peacefully for the first time in a long while.

True to his word, Kuroo couldn't even see Yaku as he walked around, but he could still feel his presence. It was good for him to walk around, he needed to stretch his legs and recenter himself, but it also allowed his men to see their new boss. If he hid inside all of the time, it wouldn't exactly radiate strength, which was one of the main reasons for this entire ordeal. Most members of the family had gotten over the shock of the transition by now, but it was still strange to say the least. His old friends and partners didn't quite know how to interact with him now. Kuroo still longed to be his old carefree self, and people had to adjust to seeing a new boss when Nekomata-dono had been boss for as long as they could all remember.

Kuroo sighed, he missed his old life. Being boss was never what he wanted. Too much attention. He liked where he was at, high enough to have free reign in the majority of what he did, but low enough that no one paid much attention to him. Apparently Nekomata-dono had missed the memo on that. It was enough of a shock to be chosen as a bodyguard for such a high ranking member that very few people even knew existed, but it was another to get handed the key to the "family business." Family meant everything to Kuroo. Especially this family. Yeah he had run into some trouble since he'd joined them, but they had always stood proudly by his side, helping him out as much as they could whenever he needed. Family sometimes meant sacrifice though, and Kuroo was devoted. So much so, that he shed what he considered a perfect life for the one he dreaded the most; all for his family.

Kuroo did his best to keep his thoughts from showing on his face, but he couldn't be sure if it was working or not as he continued to roam Nekoma's territory. His feet taking him on paths long since memorized. He wasn't paying the slightest bit of attention as to where his feet were taking him, wondering further and further away from Nekoma's main base, a strong urge to separate from the insanity the inside of the building felt to him. His feet had enough sense to keep his body fully within Nekoma territory, but allowed him to get some distance between himself and any other eyes. Right now, Kuroo wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone. Ever since the announcement, he had been whisked all over the place. In meeting after meeting, and sitting through long lectures, learning about the family's current state and other important matters. He knew it was all important information, and did his best to quickly memorize it, but now his body and mind felt fried. He needed a break and fresh air before he actually snapped and murdered the poor person who walked into the room next.

"Oya? What's this? A cat slinking around on his own?" A voice interjected into his head.

"Oya, oya? An Owl without his flock?" Kuroo glanced at the other boss, his profile immediately popping into his head thanks to said long lectures.

"Seems like both of us enjoy our little strolls. What brings you out here?"

"I'm taking a walk, in my territory. It would be more reasonable for you to explain why you are here, in my territory." Kuroo emphasized the last part of both of his sentences. Why was Bokuto here?

"Your territory? Well technically, but walk another block and you'd be in Fukurodani's. What can I say? I like to walk along my border to inspect it." Bokuto drawled out. Neither one of them really knew what was going on, carefully feeling each other out. Kuroo was half expecting Yaku to swoop down, along with whoever Kuroo knew would be following Bokuto around. That would definitely cause tempers to flare though, so he wasn't too surprised when they both held their ground and observed from their vantage points.

"It's still mine, if you wanted to patrol your border, you needed to turn left two streets down. Unless you forgot, but that wouldn't have happened to you, the big bad boss, right?" Kuroo teases, he knew he might be pushing his luck, but he had always been a cheeky bastard who used his quick wit to figure people out, so why would he stop that just because he was "boss" now?

"You're cute, you know that? What if I had planned on visiting you, ever think of that? Come on, people are saying you're supposed to be smart." Bokuto might have had a different style, but he could certainly keep up with the raven haired man.

"Ah, all this way just to see little ol' me? You shouldn't have."

"I'm not here for you, don't flatter yourself. I'm here on formality. You've just been appointed as boss, I'm a boss, and we're neighbors. I'm here to congratulate you."

"Are you now? How sweet."

"That, and we need to talk business too. Let's get a drink."

"Got a place in mind?"

"Oh gee, I don't know, if only there was a place nearby where two crime lords can gossip! It's not like such a place exists. Where do you think, dumbass?!"

"I didn't think you'd want to risk going to the Cat's Meow."

"I've done it before so why not? I do not fear Nekoma. Besides we're neutral. So, let's get a drink, celebrate, and have a little chat."

"Fine with me Owl."

"Lead the way, Pussycat." Kuroo glared at him for that one, but spun around on his heals regardless to escort him farther into Nekoma's territory. He could feel eyes burning into the back of his head and he honestly couldn't tell if it was Yaku thinking he was an idiot, or Bokuto's man watching his every move to defend his boss. He wondered how much of the conversation they had heard, if any at all. But considering that Bokuto and Kuroo had remained civil, they had all of the information they needed as they followed along. He was curious if they had bumped into each other. He figured they would try to avoid each other, but with the two bosses walking side by side, it would be difficult to the two tails to avoid each other completely. Oh well, he's sure he'll know once Yaku gives him an earful after he's done with Bokuto. He briefly wondered what exactly the other man wanted, using the silence they walked in to his advantage, trying to gauge what mood swing the man was currently in, and a strategy to use against him.

Well this should be interesting. Kuroo thought as he could now see the Cat's Meow in the distance.

Thank you for your patience and I hope you liked that! Chapter 4 is in progress and will be up as soon as possible. See you next time!

~Kiera540