Anything for You - Bokuto K.

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Trigger Warnings: attempt rape, kidnapped, verbal abuse

I make my way down five flights of stairs without alarming anyone. I peak behind a pillar and see two guards at the front gate. I look at any other possible ways to escape: the kitchen window. I leave the pillar and tell the guards that I'm hungry since I missed dinner. They understood and left me alone. I made it to the kitchen and saw no one there. I quietly open the window, the cool breeze flowing into the house. I squeeze my way out of the window and run. I don't stop. If I stop, they'll find me.

I take a break and realize I'm in town. I made it. There are so many people out laughing with their friends and families. They don't take notice of me. Honestly, right now, I'm glad that I wasn't allowed to leave royal grounds that much. It made escaping easier for me. I was staring at the little shops that were along each side of the road. My eyes stopped at one shop in particular: a pastry shop. I walk towards it and stare at all of the delectable treats positioned so effortlessly on the display window. Before I could open the door, I felt one hand on my mouth and another wrapped around my stomach. The more I moved, the tighter they held me against them. Soon the beautiful lights and sound of laughter started to fade away.

Pain shot up my back as the person shoved me against a cold wall.

"Let's have some fun shall we." I couldn't see anything else, but his cold eyes. He takes his hand off my mouth and tells me to be quiet.

"P-please. D-don't." The moon slowly came out from behind the buildings. I looked around and saw that I was in an alleyway. I took a closer look at the man's face. His lips were curled up into a smirk. He shoved his head in between my neck. The only thing I could smell was alcohol and cigarette residue. His lips hungrily kissed my neck. "P-please." I was terrified. I saw two other guys walk out of the shadows.

"Are you going to share?" The two guys walked up to me and started squeezing my boobs and kissing my lips. I was going to lose everything within a span of like thirty minutes of me being finally away from the palace. Maybe I should have stayed and married Kita. I wouldn't be in this situation if I was obedient like my father told me to be. My pessimistic thoughts were soon taken away from me when a loud sound impaired my hearing. Everything happened so quickly. My head was slammed against the wall. I couldn't hear or see anything: if I did, it was either muffled or blurry. Another loud sound engulfed the alleyway. There was a thick liquid dripping down my face and arms. I looked down at my dress and saw blood. I don't think I'm hurt. I graze my hand over my head and did my best to focus my vision on the tip of my fingers. It was blood, but it wasn't mine. I don't think I'm bleeding.

I do a glance at the ground: six bodies or is it three? Once my head stops spinning, I see the three men that were touching me in inappropriate ways dead with pints of blood under them. Who would kill people? I looked at the entrance of the alleyway to see three boys standing there. I couldn't tell if they were getting closer until my back was up against a wall. "P-please. I think they are dead. You need to help them." I think I'm crying because one of the guys wipes my tears away.

"They are scum, touching a beautiful thing like you without your permission. Scum." I couldn't comprehend what was happening. I was too busy focusing on the throbbing headache, the three dead men, and the three, very much, alive men right in front of me. I looked at each one, taking in their appearance. The one on the left had messy black hair and dull, but beautiful blue eyes. He had an emotionless expression on his face. The one in the middle had golden eyes with white-grey spiky hair with black streaks. The one on the right had pushed back black, straight hair. They all seemed like they were around my age, maybe a few years older.

The owl-like guy walked closer to me. "I'm Kotaro Bokuto. The one to the left is Keiji Akaashi, and the one to my right is Tatsuki Washio. I'm the leader of the Fukuro Clan." With every step I took away from him, he would always take two steps towards me. My back hits a familiar wall.