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JadeWarrior- C.J, right? Thanks for the pointers! I try to avoid unnecessary words as much as I can, but sometimes they slip out. I corrected those and the comma typo. Once again, thank you for the lovely words! And yes, the negotiation scene from the last chapter might have been inspired from a certain circus movie. There are more ships to come, so be on the lookout for those! Thank you again for the complements! I can't believe I forgot to say this when I posted the last chapter, but Happy Easter and Passover!

~Kiera540

Thank you to everyone who has liked and commented so far! Sorry about the delay for this chapter, I had a bit of writer's block. The next chapter might take just a little longer as well because I have some important tests coming up, and I count as an essential worker so I am still working full time. Thank you in advance for your understanding.

Now enough about me, enjoy the chapter!

EDIT- I've gotten a lot of messages concerning the other teams. The answer is yes! The other Haikyuu teams will be a part of this story. Please be patient for a little bit longer and they'll be here. As a matter of fact, there's a new one in this chapter.

Konoha watched as the two bosses made their way into the Cat's Meow, determined to follow them. Before he got the chance the Nekoma boss's tail appeared in front of him.

"I don't think so." He said.

"Good luck keeping me out." Konoha sprinted across the roof he was currently on, dashing towards the roof of the Cat's Meow. He didn't exactly have a plan for getting inside, but he needed distance. He needed room to think and plot a way to get in. There was no way he was going to allow his boss to go into enemy territory alone. A chain suddenly wound around his left leg forcing Konoha to slam into the roof. He twisted his body at the last minute to have his shoulder hit first instead of his face, whipping his head around to glare at the other man.

"Don't even try it! You'll never make it inside." Yaku growled out, keeping a firm hold on the chain. Konoha rolled his eyes, and reached into his jacket to aim a pistol directly between Yaku's eyes. Yaku pulled on the chain, dragging Konoha a few feet and disrupting his aim.

Oh fuck you! Kohona's mind screamed at him. He dropped his gun in favor of grabbing at the chain. Between his sharp kicks and the added assistance of his hands, he managed to slip out of the chain and stand on his feet again.

He was standing for a solid two seconds before being tackled onto the roof. Kohona swiftly kicked up, forcing Yaku off of him. He dove for his gun a few feet away from him, abruptly halting the movement when Yaku's chain snapped down centimeters away from his outstretched hand. Kohona threw him a dirty look while his hand deftly went into his boot, pulling out a small dagger. He glanced at his pistol again to throw the shorter man off then quickly threw the knife directly towards Yaku's shoulder. Yaku easily dodged the knife, but was left completely open for Kohona's return tackle. Both of the men managed to land a few hits each before Yaku threw Kohona onto his back an arm's length away from him.

The two men froze, glaring at each other for a few minutes. They both knew the other wouldn't go down without a fight. If they were both tailing their respective bosses then they both had to, at least, be fairly skilled in combat. Kohona didn't really feel like having a rooftop fight, and he knew Bokuto-dono would more than likely kill him if he caused a scene right now.

"Whatever." Kohona muttered, scooping up his discarded pistol, and dropped down to sit on the roof. Making sure to position himself to clearly see the main entrance of the club. Yaku allowed him to do it, keeping an eye on him for a moment longer, before retracting his chain to hide in his sleeve once again. He also wanted to follow the bosses into the club, but he didn't dare leave this man out here alone.

"Yaku." He said as he dropped down besides the other man. What was that saying? If you couldn't beat them, join them, was it? He couldn't beat the crap out of this guy, he couldn't scare him off, and he couldn't enter the club. He might as well make the best of the situation and watch the main entrance with him.

"Kohona." He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye. He knew his boss was looking to make an alliance, so he might as well play nice for the time being. He didn't want to risk doing anything that would jeopardize their meeting. He knew that if he moved or looked to be trying anything, the man apparently named Yaku would use that troublesome chain again. Resigning himself to his fate, he pressed a hidden button on his wrist to signal his boss he couldn't make it in. Yaku raised an eyebrow at him, but otherwise didn't react. Considering nothing immediately exploded, he could probably figure out the reason himself.

The two men sat in silence, occasionally glancing at the other out of the corner of their eyes, but otherwise patiently waited for their boss. Yaku tapped his earpiece twice, acknowledging when he heard people start to talk about Bokuto's presence in the club, assuring them that he was aware and alright. A "Copy that." echoed in his ear after his taps, everyone knowing it meant he couldn't talk.

"I'll keep you informed, sir." Yaku tapped again at the words before falling still to watch the people wandering around below him.

The last thing Terushima was expecting to do on his beloved Friday evening was walking to an abandoned warehouse that was basically in the middle of fucking nowhere. It wasn't exactly in the middle of nowhere, but it was so far out of his territory that it felt like it was. He really wasn't looking forward to this meeting. He had never met this man personally, but he had certainly heard plenty about him. The majority of the tales weren't pleasant. He had half a mind to refuse the offer to meet altogether, but he didn't think the man was above knocking on his front door instead. The neutral ground at least gave him a small piece of mind.

He glanced at his watch as he continued his path. At his current pace he'd arrive perfectly on time for the meeting. He wondered if his elusive person would be as well. He looked up to see a shadow fly past far above his head, not at all surprised to see his family members lurking about. They would have to keep their distance, and they weren't allowed to be in the warehouse, but they would be nearby. Come on, did anyone actually go to these things alone?

He finally started to see the warehouse in front of him as he wove through the dark back roads. This warehouse not only was outside of both of their territories, but it was also in a no man's land section. The neutrality made Terushima feel slightly at ease not having to worry about a surprise attack from a third party, but it did nothing to help his concerns about what the other group would do. For all he knew, he could be walking directly into a trap. As much as he hated to admit it, there were easier ways to kill him than to drag him all the way out here. He figured the odds of a surprise attack and immediate death were slim, but the odds of being threatened and forced to do something were incredibly high in his mind.

The heavy metal doors loudly creaked as Terushima forced them open against their protesting hinges. Well at least he would know if anyone came through that door. He took a second to familiarize himself with his new surroundings, noting the broken windows and the massive hole in the roof. Despite the loud doors, with all of the structural fractures, it would be easy to have people sneak inside for an ambush. Random shipping containers were strewn about the room, some still in perfect condition, while others were dented or had been pried open. Trash littered the floor and a slightly unpleasant odor filled his nose while he strode into the center of the room.

"You have a good sense of time, I like that." Terushima didn't even hesitate to pull his gun out and whip around to point it at the voice coming from behind him.

"Now that's just rude." The voice mocked, the man seemed unfazed at being held at gun point.

"What do you want with me?" Terushima growled out, he wasn't going to play this man's games.

"Gun down first, then we'll talk." The man tapped the barrel with his finger and rose an eyebrow in challenge.

"I don't ask the same question twice." Terushima muttered, but pocketed his gun again.

"No you don't seem the type to, again, I like that. Daishou Suguru, boss of Nehebi, nice to meet you." The man introduced, taking another step forward so he could be clearly seen in the dim moonlight.

"Terushima Yuji, boss of Johzenji, likewise." Terushima sat down on a random box that Daishou waved his hand at, while the snake seated himself across from him.

"I'll get right to it. I've got a job for you." Daishou finally informed him.

"And what makes you think I'll run a job for you?"

"Well isn't that Johzenji's whole stick? You'll run a job for anyone." The last part was said firmly, this wasn't a request from Daishou's end.

"Haven't you heard? I'm more of an unconventional boss."

"I'm aware. That's why I called you. Look, I don't care how exactly you do it, I just need you to complete the main objective."

"And what would that be?" Terushima raised an eyebrow then, he wanted a straight answer out of the man, or he'd walk out right now.

"I want you to wiggle your way into Fukurodani."

"Fukurodani?" Shock flashed across Terushima's face then, before a chuckle fell from his lips. "You're joking right? Fukurodani doesn't just let people in. Not happening."

"Like I said, I couldn't give a shit how you do it, and I don't really care how long it takes you. I just need you in close."

"How does that help you? It sounds more like a new alliance for Johzenji than something for Nehebi."

"I just need someone in place to whisper a few things in Bokuto's ear at the proper time. What you do before and after that, I don't care."

"What makes you think I can get in?" Terushima had to admit that is sounded interesting. It was a better deal than he was hoping to receive from the man, and who cared if he had to suggest something here and there. All he had to do was say it, it would be up to Bokuto to then act on it or not.

"Word has it that he might be coming to you soon for a normal job."

"Whose word?"

"One of my sources, that's all you need to know."

"And if I fail?"

"Then I look the other way and find a new plan. Either way, this meeting never happened."

"Yeah no shit it didn't. How many times are you planning on having me whisper to Bokuto? That cover won't last long. Especially if I'm doing it a lot." Terushima didn't trust his words in the slightest. There was no way Nehebi would just sigh and move on if this didn't pan out the way they wanted it too. He wasn't planning on failing, but he'd have to keep a close eye on Nehebi while he worked.

"Just a few times. They'll be in quick succession. Do it properly, and he won't notice."

"So all I have to do is get Bokuto to trust me, suggest a few things, then you and I are done? I never have to talk to you or see your damn ugly face again?" Terushima's tongue piercing flashed when he licked his lips mocking the other man. Just because he might actually do this job didn't mean he had to be submissive. He wanted to push the man. He wanted to know what the other man was truly like. If he was going to be working with him then he needed to get his own feel of the man instead of going off of rumors.

"That's it, and I'll never have to deal with your bratty attitude again." Daishou leered right back he wasn't going to allow the younger man to bait him, but he was still quick to jab right back at him. He was expecting this attitude, and was honestly surprised it hadn't immerged earlier. Johzenji might not seem like the ideal choice for this job, but there really was no one else. Of the major families, Johzenji and Nekoma had the best chances of getting close to Fukurodani. Nekoma would never help Nehebi, and it would be rather counterproductive sense they were Nehebi's main target. That made Johzenji the next best bet. They were also probably the only family out there that could weasel their way in undetected due to their unique job set.

Johzenji was known for running jobs for all of the main families and even for the smaller ones too. They were a strong family in their own right, but they had a talent for being everywhere at once. Their amazing adaptability was what had allowed them to survive despite struggles in the past. Their newest boss was no exception, his unpredictability and style made Johzenji a formidable opponent. If you needed a job done, then Johzenji was who you turned to. It made them difficult to trust sometimes, and damn near impossible to know what they were thinking, but the risk was well worth it.

Daishou had a plan to keep Johzenji in line if they ever started to drift away, but Terushima didn't need to know about that yet. He knew for a fact that Johzenji was sitting idle at the moment, currently in between jobs so he wasn't worried about a betrayal.

"So, do we have a deal ya damn lemon?" Daishou snuck another jab in, but extended his arm out in front of him.

"Sure, Snake, you got yourself a deal." Terushima grabbed the other man's hand firmly, he wasn't exactly thrilled about this job, but he didn't want to know what would happen should he refuse. It was an easy enough job, time consuming, but easy.

"What's the situation?"

"We've got two men currently inside the Cat's Meow. They're security just tightened so we're not getting any more." Iwaizumi reported.

"What of the two?"

"They have a visual, but they can't get access to them without looking suspicious. It's that damn upper level that's locked tight."

"Hmm. No, they wouldn't get through that. Keep them hidden and have them watch. We need to know if this meeting goes well or not." Oikawa leaned back into his seat when Iwaizumi brought a phone up to his ear. He'd rather be out there right about now, but Iwaizumi had insisted on him taking a break long before all of this started. Iwaizumi refused to allow him to overwork himself as he had done in the past. A mistake like that now could lead to death. Oikawa hated it, but he saw his point. He also valued his head, and didn't feel like dodging Iwaizumi's swings at it if he continued to refuse.

He enjoyed lounging around their large shared flat, but he was already starting to get antsy just sitting here. Iwaizumi was an excellent distraction, but he couldn't stop his mind from spinning one hundred percent of the time. Oikawa might have been the strong and calculating boss, but Iwaizumi was the pillar he could lean on when he needed support and the backbone of Seijoh. The shorter man was always there. He had always been there. There wasn't a better duo out there in all of the families. Oikawa would even argue there wasn't anyone better in the whole world. No one knew someone else like these two knew each other. It didn't matter what the situation was, they could practically read each other's mind. They knew their counterparts mood from one little sway of their hand. Sometimes they got on each other's nerves, sometimes they drove the other crazy, but there wasn't a force on heaven or earth that could ever separate them. The two of them had a long history together, but they had never turned their backs to the other.

"Tooru." Iwaizumi's voice broke through his thoughts.

"Yes, Iwa-chan?"

"What are you thinking about?" Iwaizumi didn't even need to glance in Oikawa's direction to know that something important was going through his head. He looked anyways and saw a fond expression on his face. Whatever it was, it was very important to him.

"Us." Came his simple reply.

"What's there to think about?" Iwaizumi was a little shocked at his words, but it would explain his expression. He was glad to see that Oikawa was starting to relax during their precious time off, and with Makki and Mattsun taking care of everything, he planned on enjoying this time.

"It's just where my mind took me. Come sit with me." Oikawa reached for him and got handed the cup of coffee that Iwaizumi had prepared for him instead.

"There's no way that we'll both fit in that chair." Oikawa rolled his eyes and grabbed both cups of coffee after standing up. He used his feet to nudge at Iwaizumi until he sat down into Oikawa's former spot. Once he was situated, Oikawa climbed into his lap facing the window and curled into his side.

"See? Perfect fit." Oikawa laughed, handing Iwaizumi his coffee mug back.

"You're not the one getting crushed." He complained, but made no effort to move.

"I am not heavy enough to crush you."

"That's what you think. Move your elbow for me, it's stabbing my ribs." Iwaizumi continued to grumble about their current positions until Oikawa kissed his cheek and stole his attention again.

"I was hoping to eavesdrop on Bokuto's and Kuroo's meeting, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised they escaped to the upper levels to have it." Iwaizumi didn't flinch with the sudden conversation change, long used to how Oikawa's mind worked.

"Give it time. We'll figure out what happened, we always do."

"I know, but things are changing. I'm not as patient as I once was."

"I noticed." Iwaizumi quipped, earning himself a glare. Oikawa thought about smacking him, but he deemed the coffee in his hand to be more important.

"Rude, Iwa-chan!"

"Yeah, yeah. So, what of Nehebi?"

"All is quiet. He's waiting for his next round of information, but otherwise he's behaving surprisingly well."

"I still don't like this." Iwaizumi grumbled again. He didn't trust Nehebi at all, and still hadn't accepted the fact that they were working with them. He trusted Oikawa's judgement, but that didn't mean he had to be happy about the arrangement.

"I know. We'll keep an eye on it."

"Good. Now, enough of that. You're supposed to be giving your mind a break." Iwaizumi scolded him.

"Then why don't you help me take my mind off things?" Oikawa challenged.

I hope y'all enjoyed that! Chapter 6 is in the works.

Side note-

I wrote an IwaOi story to help me overcome my block and also for practice. So, if you'd like to check it out, it's "Kiss it Better" on my profile. See you next time!

~Kiera540