Murderous Tendencies (Kuroo x Reader) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 21

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A dress. Why a dress? You couldn't wear a normal t-shirt and pants?

"I'm sorry, (Y/n), but it's Ma'ams dress policy for the females."

Kazuko was the name of the female who barged into the room, stopping Ace from hitting you. She was twenty two years old and was in the gang since she was a child. There was more she kept from you, but she didn't want to tell you anything, but you understood.

"Ma'am?" You asked, tilting your head to the side as you stared down at the (F/c) off shoulder gown, which had satin leg slit. What kind of gang had a dress code?

"The bosses wife," Kazuko sighed, shaking her head, "I don't know why there's a dress code, but the males wear suits and the females wear dresses. I hate it here."

"Then why are you still here?" You spoke, picking up the dress, walking to the bathroom so you could get changed. The bosses wife. Of course, Misako's mother.

"I'm still here because of you," Kazuko mumbled, although you didn't hear her, "Because you're my baby sister and I want to protect you from them."

"What did you say, Kazuko?" You raised your voice so she could hear you while you got changed into the (F/c) dress.

"I'm not sure why I'm still here," Kazuko cleared her throat and leaned up against the wall beside the bathroom door, "Probably because I wouldn't know where to go if I left."

You stared at yourself in the mirror, eyeing the cut on your cheek and arms. Pandora, please tell me you found someone.

You licked your bottom lip and opened the door, catching Kazuko's attention. She gave you a small smile, "That dress looks gorgeous on you," She lifted a hand, and grabbed a strand of your hair, "Now let's do something about your hair."

"Can I ask why I'm getting all dressed up? I mean, a dress is enough, isn't it?" You asked her as she guided you to a chair, getting you to sit down.

"Well, dresses are an everyday thing, but the rest of it, is because it's Saturday." Kazuko sighed, grabbing a brush and turning on a hair curler, letting it heat up.

"What's on Saturdays?"

"You'll see soon."

. . . .

"The mission is small and quick. All you need to do is retrieve (Y/n) and bring her home. Do not go after (D/n) for revenge, and do not go after, Ace," Nekomata's eyes trailed to Kuroo as he spoke the last sentence.

"What?" Kuroo raised a brow. He leaned up against the wall, his arms crossed as he watched his boss, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Because you'll be the one to go after Ace," Kenma spoke for Nekomata, sorting through his bag on the floor.

Kuroo shrugged, not bothering to deny Kenma's words, "If he spots us, I'll kick his ass," He said simply, tilting his head slightly.

I say we disobey his orders and go after Ace anyways. He deserves more than an ass whooping.

'I am not going to deny that either.'

"You'll leave later tonight, Pandora still needs to rest up." Washijo continued, "In the mean time, train."

"Yes Sir." Chorused throughout the room before everyone began to leave.

It was twelve in the afternoon, almost forty eight hours have passed since you've been gone. Kuroo couldn't stop thinking of his fist slamming into Ace's, into the guy who had grabbed your arm the night you gave yourself in.

Murderous Tendencies. Pandora spoke, her tone a sickeningly sweet. Maybe you should go out and calm yourself.

'What good would that do? I'm just going to get more riled up the moment I step into their gang house.'

Kuroo, I'm counting on you, (Y/n)'s counting on you. You can't screw this mission up, I'm begging you.

'Shouldn't you be resting?'

I am resting. The only thing I'm doing is talking, which isn't much.

'What's it like to be in someone else's mind? What do you do?'

Well, it's like my own little bedroom with a TV, I guess. I get to curl up on a bed, or even a chair and see what you see.

'So, if (Y/n) ever showers, do you see-'

Kuroo! Pandora scolded, mentally slapping the male. To answer your question, no, I either turn away until she is finished, or I sleep during that time. And get your mind out of the gutter! I know what you're thinking! If that time comes where she eventually does... it... I will be leaving her and whoever it is. As in, peel off of her skin and leave.

'So you can see her thoughts?'

All the time. Some of the things she thinks of is terrible. I even see her nightmares, her dreams. Everything.

Kuroo hummed as he walked into the backyard of the Owl's gang house. Bokuto was already outside with Akaashi and Kenma. Kenma lied on the grass, his fingers running threw the green strands. Akaashi sat next to Kenma, drinking water as he stared up at the sky.

"Shall we test that arm of yours, Kuroo?" Bokuto grinned, stretching his hands out.

"You're on."

. . . .

You would be lying if you said you perfectly calm and normal for what was about to come. You were scared, nervous. What the hell was Kazuko talking about? What did she mean by it was Saturday?

You sat in your room, waiting for Kazuko who had told you would come and get you when it was time. The sky had begun to change colors, a mix of orange, purple, pink and blue, the sun at the halfway point. You could see birds flying through the air, looking like little black dots who soared through the sky, they look free.

"We can leave (Y/n). We could get a fresh start. We don't need to stay in Japan." Your mother wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling your trembling body into hers, "You can be free, love. No worrying about those bullies of yours, no worrying about the judging stares of others. You wouldn't even have to worry about running into (D/n)."

"I don't want to look like a coward," You mumbled, looking up your mother, giving her a small sad smile, "I don't want to run away from my problems."

"Sometimes, running away is the right thing to do."

"Sometimes's running away is the right thing to do," You whispered, shaking your head slightly. "How will I know when it's the right time to do it? How will I know if I did the right or wrong thing, Mom? Because when I ran away from him, it got the three of you killed."

If you had left Japan, you wouldn't have met Kuroo, someone who actually liked you enough to stay around. Someone who you trusted, who Pandora trusted. Without realizing it, his name slipped through your lips, your voice wavering.

A knock on the door made your head turn, slowly lifting yourself off of the ground as Kazuko poked her head in the room, her red lips turned upwards in a small smile,

"It's time, (Y/n)."