Shota began to feel a rising fear in his throat at the (h/c) haired girl's request. It filled him with terror and worry, making him want to kill her before she left. Of course, he would never intentionally harm her unless absolutely necessary and the thought of being unable to touch or enjoy her company was agonizing. That being said, he'd rather die than see her return to Narahashi.
"R-Run away?" he questioned, a deranged chuckle coming out of him.
"It may not be so bad right now, but it's only going to get worse," she said, trying to speak calmly even if her body was trembling, "And if I leave, then they'll hurt you."
"No," he said, bluntly, "Y-You can't leave. It isn't that bad, is it? You're being spoiled. I mean, we have access to all kinds of fortunes and you get whatever you want as long as you ask."
The girl's expression told him that she felt uncomfortable with answering his question. Shota knew she would react like that and want to run away the first chance he got. However, to combat the experiences she had to go through to get to fall in his arms, he attempted to make the situation bearable. He just didn't expect her to want to run away so soon. The plan was to shower her with luxurious items the following day, but she didn't really give him an option to do so. He had to stop that idea of hers before his cover was blown.
"You know what would happen if you left, don't you?" he asked quickly, "They'd target your family, your friends, anyone they could get their hands on."
"We can't know that for sure. Besides, if I warn them and call the police, they won't touch anyone. Come on, we can leave after they go to sleep. If you know the codes, then it'll be easy to get out and if you don't, we can go out of the windows."
Haru burst through the door, a grumpy expression on his face. He looked as though he was pouting and began to grab at Shota's wrist, dragging him off of the bed. Then he flashed a sweet and innocent smile to the girl. Directly after, he looked down at the redhead with an impatient temper, pushing his tongue to the other side of his cheek.
"I told you to be out of the room before it turned 9:00," the brunette spat, "Yet here you are. Get out."
"I'm in the middle of something!" the redhead shouted, letting out only a bit of his stress.
"I don't care," Haru growled, "You've had enough time with her already."
Shota pushed his hair back in frustration, trying to figure out what the best thing to do was. He didn't get the time to decide as the gamer pushed him out of the room, giving (Y/n) a sweet smile and a childish chuckle before he left her alone for the night. She wasn't disturbed further and gave up on trying to stay up. While she was terrified that someone would come into her room while she was asleep, she couldn't fight the exhaustion that came over her.
. . .
Takuya woke up in the middle of the night, as per usual for him, and began to wander aimlessly along the corridors of the house. He was so desperately tired and wanted to fall back into slumber, but even if he took his pills, it wasn't going to help. He fought the urge to go to (Y/n)'s room to sate his boredom.
However, he was already on thin ice with the others since he'd gone off on his own a while ago. He wasn't even supposed to see the girl until the next day nor was he supposed to go inside her room until morning. Then again, his emotions overpowered the logical side of his brain and he went off to the girl's room, entering the pin.
He saw her sleeping peacefully on the bed, cuddled up with one of the stuffed animals. Her hair was strewn about the pillow, allowing the moonlight coming in from the window to accentuate her skin. It amazed the shy boy, entrancing him to see her natural beauty and he walked over to the girl, moving his thumb against her cheek.
Then he paused, his gaze lingering on her lips. His thumb followed suit, exploring the sensitive skin to his heart's content. He laid down on the bed next to her and lifted her head to rest on his arm, pulling her close as his other arm rested on her back. It was a perfect position for him, making him feel such love from it.
He closed his eyes and enjoyed her company, feeling her warmth through her clothes. He pressed his chest to hers, blushing profusely. Then he drifted into sleep, waking up due to a high pitched scream. He rubbed his eyes, letting out a little yawn.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Takuya grinned, a tired smile on his face.
"What are you doing?!" the girl shouted, "What did you do to me?! You're not supposed to be here!"
(Y/n) looked behind her at the television and tapped it a few times before a screen popped up. There it allowed her to say what had happened, but her hand was grabbed by the typically shy boy. His eyebrows were turned up in worry and she began to feel concern for the boy. She knew that he would get in trouble with the others and if she didn't know about his mother, she would've reported it without another thought.
"Please don't," he begged, "I know I'm not allowed to be here, but I couldn't sleep! And-And you helped! Like some kind of miracle medicine! I was able to sleep without any problems!"
"Takuya - "
"Please, (Y/n)," he said, about to tear up, "If you tell them, I won't get to see you! I can't go without you! Please, please! I'll do anything!"
The girl's eyes lit up and she looked at the boy. It might have been a longshot, but he did say anything. The boy's face turned into one of excited curiosity, wondering what it was that she wanted. The thing he wanted to do the most was to make her smile from something that he had done. It was very important to him.
"Free me," she requested.
The boy's look changed to one of shock and then guilt as he rubbed the back of his neck. Then he began to hold her hands softly, allowing his feelings to get through to her so he wouldn't have to deny her something she wanted. He gave a sad smile.
"Do you want jewelry?" he asked, "My family owns a renowned jewelry store and I can have some special made just for you! You'd look so beautiful with gems on you."
"I want to be free," she spoke again, "I don't want a gift. I want to go home."
The girl began to tear up as he looked at her with a despaired look. He couldn't say it to her. He couldn't tell her no, but at the same time, he couldn't let her leave him. He needed her. For his own sanity.
"Takuya...," someone sighed at the door.
Yamato began to massage his temples, seeing the white-haired male had broken the rules. He had gone over to see if he was up, but when he found his bed empty, he began to suspect he'd snuck into (Y/n)'s room. The brunette leaned against the wall and crossed his arms.
"You never wake up this early," Takuya stated, hiding behind the girl, his eyes peeking over her shoulder.
"I...," the boy said, sighing in irritation and scratching at the back of his head, "I wanted to see her before anyone else could. So much for that plan..."
Yamato gave a heavy yawn, one of his eyes closing and tearing up, showing how tired he was. Then he made his way to her bed, flopping onto it and grabbing a pillow, resting his head on it. Imagine his surprise when he caught the scent of the girl, a light pink dusting his cheeks as he pretended not to notice. Though, in truth he was enjoying it deeply, wishing that her scent was on his pillows.
"Come here," he demanded, "I want you."
When the girl made no effort to come nearer to the boy, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the bed with him, snuggling with her as if she was a stuffed animal. Though, despite his warm embrace, it was quite tight, making it a little hard to breathe.
"I didn't stutter," he growled.
"You seem mad," Takuya said, tilting his head.
"Dumbass, 'course I'm mad!" Yamato shouted, throwing a pillow at the boy.
It hit Takuya in the face, making him expel a soft grunt as it made an impact with him. After, he grabbed the pillow and hugged it as he sat on the bed, seeing as there was no room for him to snuggle (Y/n). Yamato's golden eyes stopped to look at her, and out of all of the emotions within them, fury and hurt being the most present.
"Why'd you run away?" he finally said, interrupting the long pause of silence.
"You're insane," she replied, pulling no punches.
One of the dogs whined and placed its paw over its nose as if he understood what she said wasn't the best response. She heard a sigh from the boy as he rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so she was laying on top of him. Attempting to get up, she lifted her head, but was immediately met with his hand on the back of her head, pushing her back down. His other hand was gently caressing the small of her back, exploring in a very bashful way.
"You're not wrong," he mumbled. "Not that it hurts any less. I should warn you," he grabbed her chin tightly and forced her to look into his murderous eyes, "If I can't have you, I'll kill you myself."
Takuya frowned at the brunette's declaration, knowing that he was certainly capable of killing someone. In fact, he'd done it a few times although they weren't intended. That being said, normally the white-haired boy would've been intimidated by the bigger male, but he just found himself wanting to kill him first.
"You don't have the guts," (Y/n) spat.
Yamato's eyes widened at her comment, making him lower his eyebrows in anger. Though he resisted the urge to let out a laugh, it came out anyway, surprising the others in the room. As much as he hated that she would challenge his will, it entertained him that someone would stand up to him. He wasn't used to it, especially not by a girl. It just made him fall deeper for her. She was strong and that strength made him acknowledged her pricelessness.
"Would you like to test that theory?" the brunette said, wanting to hear more of her resilience.
"Be my guest," she said, frowning at him.
Another chuckle came from him as her response made his heart leap out of his chest. It was satisfying to have someone different in his life. He moved his hand from her back to rest on her cheek, feeling its smooth texture. Then he moved it down, pressing against her lips, and opening them slightly. Before the girl or Takuya had time to react, he pushed her toward him, eagerly expecting to taste her lips.
However, he was met with a knife in between the two of them, an irritated blonde's eye twitching as he saw the girl was almost taken. Despite this, he put on a sweet smile and turned toward (Y/n).
"Good morning, honey," he grinned, offering his hand to her, "Would you like to join me for breakfast? I've made a whole buffet."
The girl reached out to take his hand, his smile softening. Then he pulled her into his chest and kissed her forehead gently as he let out a small, satisfied hum before offering his arm to take. (Y/n) didn't understand why, but Rei was awfully soft-hearted, being incredibly tender to her. He had escorted her to the table where Haru and Akari were already sitting.
The boys perked up upon seeing her, the younger blonde seeming to be trying to change her opinion of himself in her eyes by doing everything he possibly could to ensure she was comfortable. He sat down at her feet and began to cling to her leg, running his hand up and down it. His fascination with her body didn't stop as he planted kiss after kiss.
"Let me do something for you," he begged, "Anything. I want you to like me again."
"You've killed people!" the girl shouted, "You're a monster!"
Akari's hands fell from her legs and began to hang his head as he put some distance between himself and the girl. She had anticipated he was mad at her, shying back in her chair. He looked up to her, but his eyes were full of love and passion. They were shivering with absolute pleasure and he let out a satisfied whimper.
"I love it when you talk to me like that!" he laughed, touching lovingly on his chest where his heart would have been, "You're right! I'm a monster! I killed all those people for you! I'm a servant beneath you!"
The girl fell out of her chair in fear, her eyes trembling almost violently. As she landed on the floor, she began to scramble away from the boy, hiding behind her arms, hoping they could protect her. Akari gave a desiring laugh, crawling over to her and pinning her arms to the side of her so that he could look into her eyes. By doing so, however, he let the girl feel his trembling hands and arms, clearly terrified of something.
"You're so beautiful," he convulsed, noticing her fear, "You look so scared. Is it because you think I'll harm you?"
(Y/n) didn't respond, whimpering as she tried to escape from his grasp. The blonde, in response, frowned, taking a step back before ravishing her neck and shoulder in kisses. As he did that, the girl felt weak and fell into his arms, feeling him increase the shamelessness in his actions. He seemed increasingly more desperate to make her feel something.
"I know everything about you, (Y/n)! I know your favorite color, your favorite food, your favorite animal, everything! I know where to touch to make you go crazy and I know that you especially like me to kiss you on your neck! So please, make the sounds you did the last time I did this!"
Before he could kiss her further, the male was tugged back by Rei who looked at him with a seemingly blank look. Akari reached out his arms for the girl but was shut down as the one holding onto his collar smacked his hands, dragging him away from the girl and making him sit in his chair.
(Y/n) felt herself being lifted up by a familiar figure, feeling her hair be brushed to the side and clean clothes shoved into her arms. Then, before she could even register what was happening, she was shoved into her room as the door slammed behind her. She looked down in her arms to see an astonishing rose-red dress with golden embroidery.
Feeling the smooth and lavish texture under her fingers, a smile formed on her cheeks that seemed to dissipate as soon as it appeared. Sure, she was getting treated well when it came to material objects, but she was being treated like a plaything by the males. The treatment was what scared her the most since she knew that they were hiding something under the thin veil of kindness they tried to show her.
However, she enjoyed the dress, seeming as it fit perfectly on her form. It wasn't too tight nor was it too loose. It made her slightly sick considering that it was because they knew her measurements exactly. Though she tried not to let it get to her too much, considering that longer she dwelled on it, the more uncomfortable she would feel.
A knock came from her door and she let them know they would be able to come in. Yamato came inside the room, covering his face with both of his hands. She looked around to see if there weren't any cracks in his fingers, but to her surprise, he wasn't peeking. In fact, as she began to take his hands away from his face, he didn't look at her, his eyes closed. His cheeks were as red as a strawberry.
"A-A-Are you decent?!" he stuttered, his voice squeaking uncharacteristically.
The girl found her cheeks warm up at his bashful actions. She would have taken him for someone that had his way with numerous women. Yet he seemed more inexperienced than any of the others. She let a little chuckle, making him tense slightly in embarrassment. He let out a whimper of sorts as he pressed her head down, making her eyes look to the ground.
"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up," he muttered.
He began to open one of his eyes slightly before sighing and opening them both. Then he sat down on the bed and motioned for the girl to follow. He sat her in front of him and began to brush her hair. Perhaps it was odd, but it slightly calmed the girl, not nearly as much as the brunette, however.
He seemed well versed in dressing up her hair, considering when he finished it was flawless. During the time that he had done it, he had made sure to be cautious when it came to brushing her hair. He didn't attempt to yank on it, but rather the opposite, ensuring she didn't feel any pain in the slightest.
"Do you do this often?" (Y/n) asked, "Just randomly do a girl's hair, I mean."
"I only do it because it bothers me," he sighed heavily, "I hate messy garbage. I mean, not you, but I prefer everything to be neat and orderly. I used to do my mother's hair. Now it's just...kinda embarrassing."
The male began to cough as his cheeks turned a slight pink from sharing the information. Truth be told, he hadn't intended on answering her question, but she was asking about him and it made him want to let her know about himself. He regretted telling her that shame felt fact about him. Yet as she turned around to give him an amused smile, he blushed further.
"You're surprisingly - "
"Don't say 'cute'," the male growled, "It's like you're saying I'm not masculine. It's irritating that I care about how you think about me."
"But that's the best part," Rei said, stepping inside the room and giving a smile to the girl as he sat next to her, "It makes you want to be a better person just for her. To be the best to gain her affections."
"That's weirdly sweet of you," the brunette said, sticking out his tongue.
"Well," the blonde smirked, grabbing (Y/n)'s hips and placing her over his lap, "The ultimate goal is to make her submit to me. It's increasingly annoying to earn your affections, pumpkin, but it'll be worth it when you give me your first time in everything, kisses and all."
"Tough luck," Haru said, frowning as he stood standing just outside the room, "It's going to be mine."
Rei shrugged and kissed the back of the girl's hand. She had already felt uncomfortable being in the room with Yamato alone, but with more and more appearing males it was as if she was being cornered. Trying to pretend as if she was fine and unaffected by anything didn't seem to work, as it only attracted more of them.
Without another word, she was swept up by Rei, the boy looking down lovingly at her as he took her back to the dining room. There, Shota, Haru, and Takuya ate silently before their gazes landed on her. It was like she was some kind of desert, seeing as they all stood up and ran over to her.
"You look breathtaking, goddess!" Akari said, making a shiver run up her spine.
"Truly astonishing," Shota said gently.
Takuya just stood there, putting his hands behind his back and blushing lightly. He was almost speechless upon seeing how gorgeous she was and was entirely too shy to compliment her on her appearance. Instead, he mumbled out a few unconnected words that sounded like he was playing word chain.
"Will you allow me to feed you myself, cupcake?" Rei asked, sitting her down in a chair.
"No!" (Y/n) objected, "I-I'm fine, really!"
The blonde gave her a sly wink before Shota took the seat he had planned on using. It was a little battle between the two of them or so it seemed. To them, it was the most important battle thus far. It was everything to them at that moment, yet they attempted to hide their violent tendencies from the girl. She'd really only been able to grasp at the extents of their possessiveness, though she knew nothing of how far they'd go in terms of violence.
"Calm down now, oh perfect, prodigy boy," Shota said quietly to the boy as he smirked confidently, "You wouldn't want to slip and lose your cool now would you, your highness?"
"I'll kill you one of these days!" the blonde shouted, grabbing the redhead by the neck.
The enraged boy proceeded to slam his head to the floor, choking him brutally and showing neither mercy nor remorse for the action. His eyes were dilated in pure hatred for the redhead and he lost control of his temper, following only the sound of violent choking he had inflicted upon the boy. The thin line forming his lips turned into a cruel smirk, not hiding the fact he enjoyed the suffering he was putting the younger boy through.
Shota clawed at his wrists, attempting to escape his unrelenting grasp but it seemed hopeless. He couldn't breathe, the air that used to be flowing through him blocked by the sadistic male's tight hold. It came to a point where the redhead's consciousness began to slip from him, making his struggling hand fall to the floor. Before everything went black, he looked to (Y/n) and mouthed a silent word. 'Run'.