There is a hidden King within the streets of Shizume, a mere half a block from the homebase of HOMRA. A chance encounter between two people leads to love, friendship, and a little more danger than bargained for. Yata finally gets over his damn stutter because of a girl with hair the color of crow feathers and ink dark eyes. A king finally gets a clan - a family - for the first time in their history. Love finally finds itself back within the walls of the HOMRA bar. Status = ♡ started this story on my first account, due to certain circumstances i was forced to abandon the account and my stories. here is this story reworked in my new writing style, sorry it took forever. hope you enjoy!