SIGNIFICANT OTHER, haruchiyo s.

S3 ━ Bloodbath.

"Die, you bitch," he hissed through gritted teeth, forcefully tightening the rope around her slender neck, causing her once rosy lips to fade into a deep shade of violet. With a resounding thud, the immense door swung open under the relentless kicks of Madarame Shion and Mochizuku Kanji, followed closely by the imposing figures of the Haitani brothers.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the little sister of the infamous murderer," Shion taunted, his voice dripping with malevolence as he whispered the words into Y/n's ear.

Unable to bear the sight of her torment, Ran diverted his gaze elsewhere, pretending not to notice as Mochi ruthlessly struck Y/n's defenseless face. Rindou, on the other hand, remained fixated on the scene unfolding before him, his eyes unyielding as he observed Shion and Mochi mercilessly pummeling Y/n as if she were nothing more than a sturdy punching bag.

"Is something bothering you, brother?" Rindou inquired, his voice laced with a hint of curiosity. Caught off guard, Ran hesitated for a moment before responding, "No, it's nothing."

Izana couldn't help but crack a slight smirk across his lips as he overheard the conversation between the two brothers. Turning his attention towards Ran, he extended his hand towards him with a sly grin. "Will you be the one to finish her off tonight, Haitani?" Ran's heart skipped a beat as he nervously stepped forward. Taking a deep breath, he found himself kneeling down in front of Y/n.

The older Haitani's lavender eyes, found himself irresistibly drawn to the captivating golden eyes of the younger Hanemiya. "I'm sorry, please bear with me." he whispered softly, his hand tenderly caressing her cheek as he wiped away her tears. And then, with deliberate force, he twisted her elbow, causing Y/n to stifle a pained cry. To ensure she remained silent, Ran swiftly covered her mouth with his hand, causing her to make muffled sounds of distress. In response, Izana couldn't help but burst into laughter, clearly amused by Ran's predicament. In that instant, Ran instantly realized that Izana had orchestrated this entire situation intentionally.

Ran released his grip on Y/n's mouth and distanced himself from her. The sight of the unconscious girl left him feeling overwhelmed with pity. Izana, with Shion and Mochi in tow, gave the command for Rindou to bury the bodies, regardless of whether they were still alive. Expressing disbelief, Rindou sighed and knelt before Y/n. He tossed a stack of tissue paper to his subordinate and asked if Y/n could hear him. Ran, his hands trembling, asked desperately if Rindou had killed her. Rindou reassured him that she was breathing, albeit with her arms injured.

Rindou nodded at the task of burying the two bodies in the backyard, while Ran took a moment to fix his braid before carefully lifting Y/n into his arms. He hurriedly carried her to the nearest safe location, the Musashi Shrine, where he delicately placed her on the stairs. To ensure her comfort and support her back, he adjusted her position.

Removing his tie from his hair, he began to style Y/n's hair. Admiring the outcome, he commented that the fishtail braid suited her. In a tender gesture, he gently tipped her chin up to meet his gaze. Sensing the imminent arrival of her brother's gang, Y/n inclined her head towards his neck, seeking comfort as he enveloped her in his long arms. She couldn't help but whisper, "Why?"

Ran responded emphatically, stating that causing harm to women was not part of Haitani's principles. He kissed the top of Y/n's head to reassure her. Suddenly, the sound of a group of bikers approaching interrupted their moment. Reluctantly, Ran moved away from Y/n and started making his way back to the Black Dragon's hideout. With a departing shout, he bid her goodbye for now before breaking into a run.

Meanwhile, Y/n continued shaking her head incessantly, muttering incoherently to herself. Overwhelmed with confusion, she pulled at her hair and began scratching her arms until they bled. Puzzled by the voices she was hearing, she wondered why Marga and Lili's voices were echoing in her mind. Frustrated by the hurtful words they were uttering, she rolled her eyes and began laughing maniacally in the solitude of the shrine.