Name: Idoiko Riko

Birthday: June 28

Favorite color(s): red/dark cherry red magenta/ just lava orange

Siblings: Sajuku Riko (age 18), Najakun Riko (age 16)

Parents: Itadora Riko (age 49), Hatsukinso Riko (deceased- but would be 52)

Known Schools: Karasuno High School/ Natagumo High

Age: 28

Hobby: Volleyball

Favorite food: Sueo's co- Onigiri

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"Come on, Ko!" Sajuku said, Serving the ball. "Yeah! Go easy on us! You know we don't play as good as you do, Idoiko!" Najakun said, Silently whining. "Yeah, I know, I know. But, Can you at least put some effort into it? I mean, It's not like I'm going hard on you or anything." I love teasing my brothers, And watching them break right in front of me. It's so amusing. "Well, Either you got better at volleyball, Or you really are going hard on them," Mama said while carrying a tray of lemonade over to us.

"Thanks mama," I said, Grabbing two drinks. Before mama could protest, I guzzled both glasses down. "Idoiko! Now, You know not all of these are for yo-" Mama cut herself off when she saw me grab the last glass of juice, And guzzle that down too. 'IDOIKO!" Mama yelled at me, Slapping my shoulder. I laughed in her face. It's not like I'm evil or anything, It's just that I like…Wait, No, LOVE to tease my family. I could do so much as flick Najakun's head, And he'd start crying. Not from pain, But sadness that 'I didn't like him'. I could just do so much as trip Sajuku, And he'd go crying to mama. All I have to do is DRINK something, And Mama would go off on me. So pathetic. "Those were for your brothers! Now they have nothing to drink!" Mama continued to yell at me, And I glanced over at sajuku and Najakun. They both had their heads down, Trying not to laugh, Because they know they'll get a beat down later if they do. Too late. Sajuku laughed, And I shot him a murderous glare. I could practically see through him, As I stared into those eyes that read 'My heart just fell into my stomach'. "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" Mama demanded, And slapped my cheek towards her. I held my cheek in my hand, And Najakun broke into a fit of laughter.

"YOU WEREN'T THE ONLY ONE THIRSTY HERE, AND YOU KNOW THAT!" Mama slapped me again, And Najakun sounded like he couldn't even breathe. I'm not showing any mercy once mama's done rambling. Huh, I might even kick Sajuku in the stomach that has his heart in it, Who knows. Oh, And for Najakun? I hope he runs away, And never comes back, Because I Swear I'm gonna unleash the new 9/11 on him. Once I looked back at mama, She was breathing heavily, Supposably trying to calm herself down. "Now. Go take a walk, And think about what you did." Mama waited for me to reply, But I didn't say anything. I know she expects us to acknowledge her speaking, But I don't care, So I don't share. Atleast, That's what papa told me to say when I'm upset. Ever since papa died, I've been trying to carry on every single legacy he wanted me to. If I had learned one thing about papa's death, It's that the Toyoke Shikayomo are ruthless, Seeing as though they killed him right in front of his pregnant wife, And 2 children.

Little did they know, They had just ruined and traumatized the future of a Kagone. Yeah, That's right, I'm Kagone. Papa took that pretty seriously, Because usually, Girls can't become Kagone. But who had Nindayoon? I did, And I made sure to let everyone know. Papa started to train me at three, And I excelled in everything with flying colors. Yeah, Sure. I guess you could say Papa spoiled me, But It's not what you think. Sure, He let me do anything I wanted. Sure, He let me have anything I wanted. He would even let me get away with doing 'bad things', As Mama would call them. But, From actually experiencing it, I think otherwise. The only reason why I did those things was because he would influence me to do them. Honestly, That's probably why I can come off so mean towards others. You know what? I'm gonna be honest with you. I was living in the shadows of my father, And loved it. It felt soo good to make people mad, And be doing it with my papa. We would do things like set off car alarms, Push people's ice cream off of the edge of the table when they weren't looking. And, Best of all? We would go to the grocery store, And grab a BUNCH, Of food. Then, papa would pretend he left his wallet in the car, And begin to bring the cart out of the store. And once the cashier said that we couldn't do that, That's when papa would go off on them. He would say that someone would try to steal our cart, and he couldn't leave me in here all by myself to watch it, And they would eventually agree. It was especially funny when as soon as we got outside, We would run. We have so many shopping carts. So pathetic. As soon as I snapped back to reality, I noticed that mama was about to slap me again. So, I turned, And left. Walking down these streets remind me of walking down them with papa, And mama knows that. For some reason, I think that's exactly why she sent me for a walk.

Papa used to walk me down these exact streets when I was a little girl. He would tell me 'You're such a good girl', And things like 'You make your papa proud'. It honestly brings tears to my eyes, Everytime I think about it. "Your brother is crying," My friend, Kageyama, Said. "You mean crying laughing." I said, Nudging his shoulder a little. "More so crying than laughing, But I'm pretty sure that's why he's crying." Well, Kageyama had a point there. When I glanced over at Sajuku and Najakun, They were on the ground, Wiping their faces in between fits of laughter. "Yeah, I know. So," I started, Avoiding any coming questions as of why they were laughing so hard. "How is Volleyball?" I asked, Just trying to spark up a conversation. "Shoyo is annoying. Such a crybaby." I laughed at this, Knowing just exactly how Shoyo is. Shoyo was my friend in highschool, When I was taking Art classes. So, Why isn't he my friend anymore? No. He's still my friend, But I stopped taking Art, So I stopped seeing him. "Heh, I know how he is. How is Vanilla head?" I asked, Knowing Tsukishima hated being called 'Vanilla head'.

"...His…" Kageyama stopped walking, And turned to face me. I could see grief behind the stoic impassiveness in the grey depths of his eyes. It frightened me, And I could tell something was wrong. I put my hand on his shoulder, And he closed his eyes. "...Kei's sister…Is…Dead. She's gone. She died last summer, Drowned in her own pool. On her own property, By herself, All alone with no one to help her..." Kageyama ducked his head, But I could still see the tear falling from his face. I was about to pat his head, Until Kaiogane screamed in my ear. "IDOIKO- ONEE-SAMAAA!" She yelled, Making me jump. I almost fell on top of Kageyama, Until he caught me by my waist. Once he lifted me up, I smirked at him. He pinched his brows, And dropped me onto the cement. I groaned in agony, And slapped his legs. They bent, And he fell. "Why did you drop me?" I asked, No heat actually involved in it. "Why were you smiling at me like that?"

I laughed in his face, Just like I did mama. "What's going on?" Osamu, My boyfriend, Asked. Well, I could see why he would ask that. Imagine your girlfriend on the ground, Practically in between her guyfriend's legs? Yeah, that's pretty sus. But, He kind of startled me. I immediately jumped away from Kageyama, And stood to my feet. "WHY IS EVERYONE SNEAKING UP ON ME TODAY!?" I demanded, Looking between Kaiogane and Osamu. "Well, Since you're startled, I might as well address my presence. How are you today, Idoiko?" Shikito asked. Me and Shikito have been friends ever since I was a toddler, Ever since papa was alive. He was a good friend to me, And better yet, Never judged, or pressed me. He was a respectful child, And always had manners. Though he doesn't speak using slang, He's a pretty cool friend.

I heaved a heavy sigh, And wiped my face with my palms. "Ohayo Gozaimasu, Osamu. annyeong, Kaiogane, And It's nice to see you again, Shikito. How are all of you toda-" I was in the middle of my greetings, When Osamu yanked my arm towards him. I screeched, But he dragged me away from them. He took me a few steps away from Shikito and Kaiogane, And pulled me in front of him. "What was that?" He asked, gripping my arm tighter. I honestly didn't know what he meant, But I tried not to upset him. "I almost fell, And then he caught me. And then he dropped me…. Heh. Anyways, It's no big deal, 'Sam. What are you so worried about?" I asked him, Trying to yank my arm out of his grip, But to no avail. He yanked my arm towards him, And I went crashing into his body. He then grabbed my other arm, And pushed them down. I fell, And he pinned my arms to the ground. "Osamu! W-what ar-'' He then muffled me by tying the Nindayoon Band around my mouth. I wondered how he got it off of my neck without me noticing, But I remembered I had to focus on breaking free. "If he did this to you, What would you do? If he strangled you, Or choked you, What would you do? If he would have touched you," Osamu brought his hand to my thigh, And I whimpered. Trying to break free was helpless. Trying to fight back was helpless.

Hello one, hello all!

This is a story I've been working on for about a couple of months now, and I'm just now putting it in here. The only thing I really want to say is that I will be posting chapters whenever I can, which I hope will be everyday, but if not- you'll probably still be trying to catch up on another one. I'll try to make them fairly long so you don't miss me too much... a-and so you're not that bored. I'll try to leave an author's note at the end/beginning of every one or so chapter, weather it's short, or long. So if I haven't posted anything in a while- please be patient! Thanks!