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SEASON 2 of Craving! (Y/N) found herself bored. Craving to experiencing something more exciting, as she was... VΓ­ce

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"So... that's the beautiful pet who's gonna live with us now, huh?", a man grinned. Piercings all over his face as he came closer to your face. Practically breathing into it. 

"Don't scare her like that, Ray", another said, his golden eyes watching right through you, a gentle smirk on his face. "Leave me alone, Masami", the man, Ray, huffs out. His eyes falling upon Masami, "your pretty boy face is pissing me off!"

"You are too close to my face though", you mumbled mindlessly, making him look back at you. A grin reappearing on his face, "is that so?", "sit down, Ray!", another deep voice rang out, his upper body naked, showing his scars and tattoos. "Fine fine, whatever you say, 'Hideyoshi!'", "show a little more respect towards our underboss, would ya", Masami said, taunting Ray.

You stood in the middle of a room in front of a huge low couch table. The walls black and dark gray while the night sky shone through large windows that went from the floor to the ceiling. Big black velvet curtains adored the windows. Making the room more dark and eerie.

A large couch in a U- shaped form sat in the center of the room, several men seated on it.

8 men in total. Sitting around you. All eyes on you as they stared you up and down. Watching you like a Hawk watches its prey. 

"We should introduce ourselves to the little lamb", Masami said, crossing his legs over another as he took a sip of his wine. "I'm Masami. Executive", pointing to a guy beside him who could pass as his twin if it wasn't for the tattoos and red under eyes adorning his face, he said, "and this is my little brother, Alex, also Executive!" 

The boy beside him barely lifted his gaze to meet yours. His eyes dull and empty. Like a ghost was watching through you. 

"I'm Joker, the number 3 and left hand of Mishima Karado", another one said. His voice sultry and gentle, sleepily gazing at you with the same gentle eyes that were reflected in his voice. If it wasn't for his strange aura and you not being a complete dumbass, he could've probably lulled you in easily. Giving you a false sense of safety and comfort. 

"I'm Ray, Sweetpeach! I'm the number 2 and right hand! We will surely have a lot of fun together!", Ray said, a wide grin on his face as he watched you with sorta crazed eyes. Though you couldn't dwell further on the thought when another one continued, he seemed like the most... 'normal' one. His face neutral, his voice nonchalant as he took a drag from his cigarette, his upper body leaned on his elbows that were probed on his knees. Red eyes watching you, "I'm Isamu, Executive and this is Itsuki, also Executive", he pointed with his thumb back to the man beside him. 

He was silently watching you, nodding his head in acknowledgment. 

"He doesn't like to talk", a voice beside you suddenly said, making you slightly flinch as you turn your head to face yourself nose to nose with another one. "I'm Masahimo, the Advisor. It's nice to meet you darling!", he grinned, his fingertips gracing your jaw. 

His voice was mischievous, playful.. it almost reminded you of Hanma. 

Turning your head away from his hands, you made eye contact with the last man in the room. He seemed like the most cocky one beside Masami. As mentioned before, his upper body was naked, a coat hanging off his shoulders. Deep scars adorning his skin as he had a smirk on his face. His eyes completely black inked. "I'm Hideyoshi. The Underboss and 2nd Leader", his voice deep and rich. 

"Now, since we introduced ourselves.. It's only polite if you introduce yourself as well!", Masami said. 

Gulping down the lump in your throat, you just realized how nervous you actually were. You haven't even felt that frightened in front of Bonten before. Even though Bonten is the most feared Gang Japans. Being the top one. So why... why did you feel a lot more scared right now. A lot more... unsafe.. ?

Right... because you were alone. 

And there was no one who would save you. No Kakucho. No Mochi.. No Haruka... No Baipā... no one.. you were alone. Alone in a room full of men who declared you as their new pet. 

"Huh? Don't be shy", Misami grinned, "tell us what your name is beautiful!"

Mustering up as much confidence as you could, you said your name before falling silent again. "What a beautiful beautiful name, little lamb. I'm sure we're gonna have a good time!", he said, lifting his glass of wine as to cheers before downing the rest of it. 

The big door behind you opened up, Mishima walking through it with two underlings and stopping right beside you. "I apologize for taking a while to come but I'm sure you have already met and introduced yourselves to (l/n)", he said. "Don't worry boss", Ray grinned, "all formalities are done and over with!", "that's good! Then let's go. I'll show you in which room you will stay from now on!"

And with that, you silently followed Mishima. 

"(y/n) leaves and the first thing you do is trying to overdose?", Koko said, clicking his tongue in annoyance. "I did not try to overdose. Don't get shit twisted. I just had a drink too much alright!", Sanzu mumbled out, clutching his head due to the pounding headache he currently experienced. A bad hungover. 

"Great, Alcohol poisoning. Makes things a lot better", Koko said, throwing his arms in the air. 

"Leave me alone! Fuck!", Sanzu grumbled, his headache getting worse by the minute. Ran approached him, nudging him with a glass of water and medicine which Sanzu took without another word. 

Hoping that the medicine will take care of his pounding head as fast as possible. 

"So... our little one is with Nikushimi now, right?", Mochi asked, his arms crossed while his gaze was hard. "Unfortunately", Koko sighed, running a hand through his white hair. "Did any of them say when she will be back or did Mikey indicate something?", Mochi asked, though Sanzu shook his head, "No. When I talked to Mishima Karado, it didn't seem like the option was discussed at all with Mikey. It almost sounded like, we will never see her again. Not in those circumstances at least." 

"So... Mikey just gave her away? Just like that?", Koko asked in disbelief. "Yeah.. I don't know what his purpose is", Sanzu answered, feeling his headache slowly disappear. 

With a sigh he stood up, making his way out of the door. Kokos gaze following the pink male in confusion, "where are you going?", "I have stuff to do", he replied, waving Koko off. "What do you mean you have stuff to do? What about (y/n)?!" 

Sanzu halted, turning his head slightly, saying something that sealed the deal. "There's nothing we can do. She's gone, live with it or talk to Mikey and die!"

Koko was left in utter shock, turning to Mochi and Ran. Both men could just shrug their shoulders. "Sanzus right... There's nothing we can do. Going against Mikey.. means we're scraps", Mochi said, Ran getting up to leave as well. "But-", "Koko", Ran interrupted, "remember.. these were your own words!", before the elder Haitani also left for business. 

"I can't believe this", Koko mumbled, sitting down on the couch. Cupping his head with his hands, he felt frustration seeping through his pores.

Turning to Mochi, he felt himself loosing his cool, "How can they.. how can you act like... act like that?!", "Koko..", Mochi sighed, "you gotta understand.. no one is taking it easy. No one is really alright with this but.. we have to accept it", "How can you fucking accept this?!", he snapped.

"Because it's Mikeys decision. We have to accept it no matter what. Akashi tried talking him out of it but it was to no avail", "everyone surely had a bigger reaction when we all thought she died", Koko said. 

He got up, not wanting to talk further about all that, pretty much ready to storm out of the room when Mochi stopped him, "the reaction was bigger cause we really thought we lost her. The problem now is that she's alive but unreachable. That's the only reassuring thing, that she's actually alive... "

"What are you trying to say?"

"As long as she's alive, we know that we will see her again."

Koko sighed in defeat, nodding his head. Mochi was right and he knew that. He was letting his emotions overflow, knowing that despite how everyone was acting, everyone was pretending to be alright. 

Yeah, he was a lot more emotional than he usually seemed to be but this time, he really let it show. 

He wasn't the only one helpless in this situation. The others were just as helpless as he was. So yeah, there was indeed no other choice than to accept the fact that you were in the hands of another gang. 

No matter how much it ripped him apart inside. 

"What are you doing in my room?", you asked, towel wrapped around you as you just got out of the shower and bathroom. Your face and voice stoic as you looked at Ray, who was sprawled out on your bed, lazily playing around with a knife in his hand. 

"I was bored. Decided, I wanna play with our new pet. Pets are here to entertain humans. Obviously", he grinned, eyeing your form. "Then go get a puppy?", you said, scrunching your brows before you turned to the small dresser in the room. 

Mishima had told you that they prepared a few clothes for you that were all in the small dresser already before they would get more clothes for you to wear. 

Taking out a pair of panties and a folded shirt, you turned towards Ray who had still a grin on his face. Raising your brow, you asked him, "you gonna leave?", though he just chuckled, "I live here", "good for you.. though this is officially my room now", "Ha! Boss told us that you might have some attitude but that you were exceptionally quiet at the moment.... Seems like someone got her confidence back!"

"I'm literally just asking you to leave so I can dress myself!", "I~ do~ not... want to!", he sing songed. 

Sighing out, you turned around to go back to the bathroom when you felt his presence suddenly looming behind you. Turning around once more, you stumbled back into the door as he was suddenly too close to you once more. 

Trapping you against the door, his hands next to your head as his nose touched yours. 

"Aren't you a little too unfriendly", he said, turning his head a bit so his nose was nuzzling your cheek now. Your heart started to pound in your chest from the anxious feeling that was suddenly lying heavy upon you. Your mouth tightly shut. 

Avoiding his eyes as you looked down at his chest. 

"Afraid?", "no", you mumbled out. "Are you sure? I can see you trembling!", he whispered into your ear before licking a stripe up. Flinching at the feeling, you tried to push him away. 

Though, despite his looks, he was rather strong. Not even moving an inch away from you. 

He chuckled, "what a naughty little girl..", moving one of his free hands towards your face. His fingertips gracing your cheek, then your jaw, slowly dancing down towards your neck.. stopping just right above your towel. 

Pressing his hand flat atop of your chest, his lips ghosted once more over your ear, "I can feel your heart beating like crazy. It makes me all tingly and giddy!" A laugh escaping him while he still spoke in a hushed voice. 

Your lips parted. It was hard for you to breath. Your lungs felt suffocated, his closeness making you feel almost claustrophobic. The air around you thick. 

"Cat caught your tongue?"

Gulping down the lump in your throat you were ready to say something when the door to your room suddenly opened. 

And to be fair, you weren't surprised to see Masami walk in. His gaze hardening when he saw you pressed against the bathroom door by no other than Ray. "I should've known that you won't be able to keep it in your pants!" 

Ray turned away from you, fully facing Masami, "and what are you doing here?", "I just wanted to make sure that our little lamb is doing alright! Since I, care about our guest!"

"Hah! Sure, you just wanted to come get your dick sucked. Don't pretend Masami. Like I don't know your fucking ass", "Huh?! I'm not fucking disrespectful like you!"

You watched the two men bicker, a deadpan expression settling on your face. The anxious feeling from before disappearing in an instant as your mind only had one question. 

Why the fuck did they remind you of Sanzus and Rans childish asses so much?

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Authors Note

Let me know, what you think of the new gang!

I wanna hear all your opinions! And what do you think of the story process? I want your feedback!♡


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