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YOU CASCADED DOWN THE V.I.P hallway that was lit with LED lights. Amongst the walls were the strips that produced the dim lighting, allowing you to see a bit down the hallway.
Your heels clacked beneath you, confidence and authority in your every step as you continued to make your way down to the second V.I.P room.
Nobara's heels clicked from beside you, nervousness not in her footsteps or on her features as she continued to look at the small tablet she used almost everyday. The light illuminated her features, changing every now and then when she changed screens.
The orange-haired girl didn't wear a dress this time. A nice, white and black pantsuit covered her well structured body, tightening around her sides and announcing a few curves. Her neck was covered with tattoos, and the necklace you got her from your outing a month or two ago, the jewel sparkling slightly at the light.
Nobara's hair was tucked behind her ear, moving loose strands every now and then to see better. A concentrated look was present on her face, biting the inside of her cheek and making a small puff of air blow from her mouth.
The sound of your heels hitting the ground stopped, turning to look at Nobara for a "good-to-go". Nobara saw you stopped and looked up from the tablet, turning it off and pressing it against the front of her legs.
"Alright..let's get this over with."
You opened the white door, beads getting in your sight as you pushed them out of the way. The rattling of the beads made the people in the room look at your figure.
You made eye contact with Megumi and Yuji, who were standing at the wall side-by-side, waiting for you to arrive. Your eyes traveled to familiar golden eyes, letting a soft smile etch onto your face before you returned nonchalant.
Your presence was endearing, powerful, to say the least. The moment you walked in, eyes were on you immediately, watching as your confident figure strode into a high-tension situation.
To which, Maki noticed immediately.
The power in you was enough that it practically radiated off your body, the feeling made people's heart rate spike up, or a high-alertness suddenly take over their form.
You spoke, your voice was authoritative, but soft and calm uneasiness resting in the guests' stomachs. "Is there something wrong?"
Your question made quick glances fly across the room, practically itching a nosy part of you in the back of your head. You shook it off, smiling softly through your mask, your mouth turned upwards as your e/c eyes fluttered closed.
There was thick tension between Maki and a person that sat across from her, watching as Maki's fingers softly padded on her knee.
"Apologies. I'm 'Rebel'. But, you all probably already knew that." The room was silent for a moment, an obvious tension perpetrating in the room above you, a cloud hanging over your head in thought and wonder to what might've happened.
The door closed behind you, Nobara locking it and stepping over to the other side of the doorway, leaning against the wall.
You studied the people in the room, making the hair on the back of some people's necks stand up, already on edge. Your gaze was soft, but held judgement and uncertainty as you gazed at unfamiliar figures.
One was a tall, very muscular man with a man-bun. A few strands of his black hair was loose, possibly baby hairs. The shirt he had on was tight against his body, muscles exhuming from his form and making you cringe at how hard his punches and or kicks must be. One of his hands were holding a glass of alcohol, a couple tattoos resting on his hand, but a whole sleeve going up both his arms.
Black dress pants decorated his legs, more muscles authenticating themselves. A large scar was on his forehead, going all the way down to his cheekbone.
You moved onto the next person, a blue-haired girl who anxiously sat in a chair. Nervousness was hard for her to conceal, you could tell. She wore a black pantsuit, a tie wrapped around her collar of her white shirt. Several rings decorated her features, but no tattoos were to be found. Her blue and silky hair was draped down her side, some of it pinned in the back.
Next, there was a blonde-girl, relatively short but attractive, nonetheless. A snarky attitude was immediately given to you when you first looked at her, rolling your eyes internally. She wore a black, lace dress hat fit her figure nicely, her hands clasped on her leg that was draped over the other one. Her blonde hair was up in a ponytail, tight and secure on her head.
Nervousness wasn't noticeable from her. But, you knew she was nervous.
Next was a tall, slim man with bangs that appeared to be tied with white bandages in the front. His eyes were closed, a neutral expression on his face. He wore a white shirt with a black tie around his neck, black suit pants to top it all off. A suit jacket was draped over his lap neatly and in a folded fashion.
Lastly, a black-haired female sat promptly beside them all. A spark of anger within her dull, golden eyes. The woman appeared to have been wearing a long, black silk dress that she utterly looked good in. Several tattoos decorate amongst her arms and leg, intricate designs that were done by a huge professional. Her short black hair hugged her face and framed it well, showing off a familiar attractiveness.
You immediately knew it was Mai Zen'in.
You walked over to the couch where Maki sat at, nodding slightly at her presence.
Maki watched as you sat down, drinking in your appearance and your actions. Confidence that made you extremely sexy to her, authority in your footsteps and actions made her fists clench her fists tightly.
Not wanting to devour you right then and right there.
Your f/c dress fit your body like a glove, the snug fit made your curves stick out more than usual to her. Tattoos littered all over your body, some on your cleavage, some on your arms, some on your legs, and one on your neck.
Her favorite was the one on your thigh.
"Thank you for inviting us, Rebel. The invite was very kind of you. I'm Noritoshi Kamo, the leader of this fine group." Bandage Bangs stated. "The man-bun is Aoi Todo, the blonde is Momo Nishimiya, the blue-haired one is Kasumi Miwa, and the black haired woman is—"
"Mai Zen'in." You stated. Noritoshi looked at you, his eyebrows raised as his forehead creased. The room went silent at your statement. "I know who you all are, don't worry. That's why I have an assistant." You joked. Nobara glared and rolled her eyes at you, huffing out air.
Noritoshi chuckled, as did Megumi and Yuji. Tension drifted slowly out of the air at your joke, a comforting smile etched on your flawless face.
"I see. May I ask a question, then?" Noritoshi asked. You smiled at him through your mask and laughed, the sound heavenly to others' ears.
It rang throughout the room, even though it was not loud whatsoever.
"Of course. It would be fairly impolite if I didn't allow that, wouldn't it?" You questioned. Noritoshi hummed at your response.
"Why are we here?" Mai quizzed from across from you.
Your e/c eyes left Noritoshi, still smiling despite her obvious attitude towards you.
"Straight to the point, I see." You said and sat back, leaning against the couch slightly. "You've all heard what has happened to me, correct?"
There was curt nods in the room, agreeing that they all knew. You sighed, peeved you had to do this.
But, it was the only way the Zen'in clan would hop off your dick.
