King | Obsessive!Izana Kurokawa x Fem!Reader

XVII

Chapter 17.

Y/N's Pov.

It's been 2 days! This means I can finally go see Izana!

I jump around the room like a child, cheering at the arrival of the day I get to talk to Izana once again after a long while. I make sure to have a nice, long and relaxing shower.

After I exit the steamy shower and dry myself off, I begin to dress up, slipping on an outfit that I liked- yet still warm enough for the chilly weather. I proceed with the rest of my hygienic routine before leaving my room.

I impulsively burst into Kakucho's room.

"What the fuck!" Screams at me, a half-awake Kakucho. "Its 6 in the morning, Y/N! Visits aren't until 9." He automatically knew why I was there- he read my mind!

With embarrassment and shame, I walk into the living room leaving Kakucho to snooze in. I should've checked the time. With the difficulties of falling asleep (as well as waking up) I awaken at random times. It's a bad habit. I'll try using alarm clocks.

My stomach erupts into a low growl, notifying me I should probably eat. I decide to make Kakucho's favourite breakfast today, as a way to apologise for what happened earlier.

As I prepare the meal I realise, I should probably get a job again. I'm free, living with just Kakucho and I. Kakucho's on probation, so making him work may be a problem. On the other hand, I'm capable and could probably make just enough money for the both of us.

An unexpected ring at the door takes my attention, and so I go and investigate. I make it to the front door, opening it.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" A familiar, blondie with blue streaks asks.

"Oh Shit! It's the girl Izana got us to kidnap!" The taller one with the braided hair laughs. "Wait, Rindou you're right... what the fuck are you doing here? Don't you like freedom?"

"It's kind of complicated. I chose to be here." I state. "Just come inside. I suppose you're here for Kakucho but he's still asleep." I open the door allowing them both to walk in.

Surprisingly, I was wrong. Kakucho was right behind me- looking agitated.

"What are you doing here Ran and Rindou? It's like 6 in the morning!" He questions them, I decide to watch the conversation go down.

Rindou is the shorter one with the soft, blue highlights , Ran's the taller one, beautifully braided hair. I remember them now. They're brothers, they wore special Tenjiku outfit's which stood out from everyone else's. Izana was always so angry over it. I silently reminisce those times for a moment.

"It's actually 6:35." Rindou cheekily snaps back at Kakucho, attempting to make him explode in anger for fun. "Okay though, seriously, before anything I just want to ask: Why is Y/N here? Shouldn't she be like, super far away. The last time I remembered, you and Izana were prosecuted for abducting her."

"She chose to be here. And don't say that so patronisingly! You both were literally the ones helping us do this! And it's not like the police give a fuck about the case anymore."

"Ah~Ah~Ah!" Ran waves his finger in front of Kakucho. "It doesn't count if we didn't get caught~. Besides, I want to here it from Y/N. Why are you here?"

"Oh well, I love Izana. And my parents were quite literally abusing me so... I'm here. Here I feel safe."

The whole room went quiet. Ran pat's me on my back while Rindou nod's with a straight face. It seems like they're satisfied with the answer.

"Oh. Moving on, Ran and I want to see Izana. Today's visit day right? Let's go." Rindou rushes Kakucho, who was still in his sleepwear.

"Only Y/N and I are going to see him today...If that's okay. Maybe some other time? You could tomorrow or something. Visit's are also at 9 in the morning, you're a bit early." Kakucho reassuringly informs him.

Ran makes eye contact with me, analysing me in some sort of way.

"Yeah okay I'm fine with that." He pops his thumbs up.

The correctional officer pats me down, her hands pinching and squeezing each angle making sure I had nothing on me. She then makes me walk through a metal detector before we enter the visiting area- obviously, I didn't have prohibited items with me. Luckily, the prison isn't high security as the prisoners here are usually ones with less severe sentences.

I sit at one of she empty tables, Kakucho grabs another chair and pulls it to the table.

I couldn't help but fidget with my hands and fingers, I haven't spoken to Izana in a long time. The last time I spoke to him was when his body was bleeding out on the cold, snowy parking lot at the Tenjiku fight.

The memories terrorise me.

I then get hit with a strong sense of deja vu, looking up to the same platinum haired boy walking my way.  It's just like in the court room, expect this time, he has the right to communicate with me.

I slowly rise from my seat. He stands still, smiling at me. Arms wide open inviting me in. I glance over at Kakucho who nods my way.

I hastily make my way to the lilac eyed boy, embracing him. I then pulled back and swung
my palm across his face. The officers didn't care.

He fucking deserved it! He scared the shit out of me.

Once we were all settled down, Izana rubbing his cheek, the confessions began.

Izana's Pov.

We managed to fix everything. Y/N and Kakucho explained their situation- and I did mine. Beside the angst- it was an enjoyable talk.

I'm surprised Y/N is attached to me, but I appreciate it. I Love her. Once I'm out of here, I'll make sure we have a better, healthier life style.

I must admit, she's got a hard slap. It's justifiable that she's upset with me- but that took me by surprise..

I hugged Kakucho goodbye and was able to smuggle Y/N a kiss. The officers are either relentless- or don't care. Today it must've been the second one

After security was done ensuring I haven't smuggled in anything- I strive back into prison. I'm getting used to it.

"Hey! Aren't you that dude who got slapped by a girl? You're such a weakling. Prison isn't made
for people like you- I'll make you suffer." An entitled punk stopped me spitting some egoistic bullshit.

He looked dirty, smelt like shit, sweat dripping everywhere as he spat at me. I've been here for a lesser time then he has- how come I know my way to the showers and he doesn't?

"I'm not weak." I glare at him. "Tenjiku, my gang, used to call me their king." 

"Well this is prison.You aren't a king here." The men following behind him burst our laughing.

I barely just made it back to the main grounds and some dumbass along with his nuisance pack is bothering me.

I turn around and begin to walk away until unwanted plastic hits my head. "Peasant!" The one who originally stopped me howled.

Fuck this shit.

The rest was a blur- the last thing I remember was my first colliding with his face. Red squirting out of his face. My hits landed and flew back faster than it was humanly possible to blink.

Some correctional officer restrained me- but that didn't matter.

The deed was done, the man lay unconscious in his own pool of crimson. Around him, a crowd of people cheering for me. Chanting "King".

I kick the man as in I'm being taken away.

I'm sorry Y/N. You probably wouldn't like hearing I did this.

But it doesn't matter, you would still love me back the same.