She was taken to Megamo's home, but she wouldn't consider it one since it was absolutely humongous. She had to stop herself from saying wow, she didn't want to give him the satisfaction.

"Where will I be sleeping?"

“You’ll be sleeping in one of the back rooms. I don't expect you to leave your room at all.” Megamo answered coldly.

With that being said, he'd go silent. The fact that you even wanted to ask about your sleeping arrangements just annoyed him further. It felt like you were already making this situation worse by acting like this. It's not like you had the option to decide where you'd want to sleep anyways.

"So I can't look around?" She says coming to a conclusion already.

“Precisely, you cannot.”

He’d say that with a neutral tone, it felt like he was simply stating a fact. The fact that you acknowledged the fact that you were trapped seemed to be irritating to him even more.

"May I go to my room?" She asks, with a fake politeness

“Go, clothes have been laid out for you to put on.”

He’d say that with a cold tone that sounded like he had no choice but to say yes to your request. Despite his reluctance to let you go, he did not plan to let you spend another minute with him. The fact that you were staying silent was slightly less irritating than you were talking about. There was nothing else he wanted to say.

The moment she entered the room, the door was quickly locked behind her. The bed an outfit prepared, which she walked past and ignored. She was alone in the room, there was no one watching over her. So, she could change with full privacy with nothing stopping her.

The room was pretty nice, it was well furnished and big, however the only things inside of the room were books.

There was nothing else to do in the room but to read, sleep, and plain boredom.

She sighed, picked up a book and read it for a while then fell asleep.

She awoke to find that she had drooled a bit on a page she quickly closed it and put it back and got another to hold.

That book is worth more than her whole bloodline so she hope that the drool would dry before anyone noticed. She heard the door opening and she made sure she was sat innocently on the bed when the door opened.

It seemed like you weren’t even aware that the book you were holding was upside down.

Megamo noticed this, and he was immediately irritated to see this. You were doing such an abysmal job at trying to act proper and innocent, it was ridiculous. The fact that you were lying only made him more irritated.

He wanted to smack that book on your face right now, but he wouldn't do that.

"Why can't I have my phone?" She questioned.

“I cannot trust you with it. Hence why I took it.”

He’d say that in a monotone voice, just like before.

"All I can do in here is sleep, maybe I'll dream of a phone or TV at least."

He’d simply sigh, he couldn’t believe your stupidity right now. He rolled his eyes at the fact that you thought you were going to be dreaming about wanting to watch television. That was the most idiotic thing he heard from anyone recently.The fact that you would dream about having a TV was more than enough proof that you were simply being a brat in his eyes.

“Do not expect for that to happen.” _ Kamito’s tone became slightly angry, he felt like shouting at you right now, but he held back for now.

“You won’t get your phone back, nor will you get to watch television, is that clear?”

"Fine."

She slept a little while longer till she was awoken by him entering again.

He’d quickly throw a book about manners at you, it landed right on your face which, of course, hurt. He then followed it with instructions.

“Get dressed, you need to come down for dinner. You must have proper manners, be polite and humble whenever you’re eating with me. Understood?”

He’d say that with a demanding tone, it was obviously not an option to refuse this. It was more like an order, rather than a request.

"What am I supposed to wear?" She spoke, groggily as she slowly got up.

“The dress was already laid out for you, it should be next to the bed.”

Kamito would say that, he was standing by the door and would wait patiently for you to get off the bed and get dressed. He really didn’t want to see you stay in your sleeping attire for longer than necessary.

"Leave the room, I'm going to change."

“Fine. Please do not take longer than five minutes.”

he’d say that and left your room as you requested. You had five minutes to get dressed and prepare yourself for dinner.

After five minutes had already passed, he started to get a little bit impatient about this, but he wouldn’t show it. Instead of simply entering the room, he waited patiently outside. That said, it was starting to get close to the ten minute mark, it was taking you a bit longer to get ready than expected.

Although, he was beginning to get slightly irritated with how long it was taking you, he still refrained from entering the room. Instead, he simply waited outside, wondering why it was taking so long.

"Kamito?" She said implying he should come into the room "Can you help with my zip?"

He’d enter the room, he could tell that you wanted actual help. The sound of your voice sounded innocent enough, so he thought that you weren’t trying to trick him or anything.

“Turn around.”

He was direct and to the point, the last thing he wanted was to waste time on something so simple. He was prepared to zip it up for you immediately. He wouldn’t say a word, and the moment that you turned around, he got behind you and started zipping up the dress. The moment the zipper was fully up, he’d let go of it.

“Done.”

He’d say that with a flat voice, he didn’t really bother adding anything else to it. He had just done what you requested, you wanted help zipping up the dress, and he did just that. There was no point in him saying anything else.

“The dress fits perfectly right?” _ The way he phrased the question made it sound more like an accusation. He was implying something, and that something was clearly doubt.

She nods.

“Good.” _ Kamito didn’t show any particular expressions, just a flat neutral face as usual. The fact that it fit perfectly as you mentioned did remove one of the doubts he had about you, but in fact, it also reinforced a different suspicion he had about you. _ “Now, we can head downstairs for dinner.” _ He’d say that as he moved towards the door, he was about to exit the room, and he was expecting you to follow him.

She followed him in a beautiful dark blue dress, that was very modest and formal looking.

She was so glad when dinner was over, it was something else.

She wrapped herself in the covers and drifted of to sleep only to get dragged out to go back to school the next day.

She found herself trapped with Megamo again.

"You can't just imprison me and then bore me to death." She complained as he had taken her phone from her.

"I'm not here to entertain you. I'm merely questioning you."

Megamo couldn't't help but roll his eyes, this girl's behavior was getting on his damn nerves. The fact that she actually had the audacity to say something as outrageous as being 'imprisoned' would not go unanswered. He stood up straight, his patience was getting more and more thin now.

His tone would shift to one of authority.

"I can do whatever I want. I am in control here and you will do as you're told."

He was starting to be a lot more strict now. The irritation from before was just gone, replaced by pure stubbornness. You were going to do as you were told, or else.

She sighed and got out a piece of paper to doodle on instead, causing him further annoyance.

He watched her doodle something on the piece of paper for a few moments. His gaze was still locked on her. The mere fact that she was acting out with such casualness was still annoying the hell out of him.

"Put the paper away."

He'd say that to her in a tone that could best be described as 'stern'. He noticed that you were not going to give him any attention whatsoever. The fact that you were drawing on your paper out of boredom now. That was even worse in his opinion.

He would pace around again in front of you, it looked like you were being defiant to his commands and he definitely didn't like that.

“Stop doing that.”

"Well what can I do?" She had done a doodle off him with devil horns.

Megamo saw the doodle. Oh how much anger was stirring in him at the moment. The fact that you had the audacity to make that kind of doodle, it made him want to tear that piece of paper apart and throw it in the garbage. This was beyond infuriating to him, all he wanted was some freaking cooperation.

"You can listen to my questions, that's what you can do."

He'd cross his arms again as he went back to standing in front of the door. He was not going to tolerate anymore of this. You were being way too casual.

"Clearly, I need to use other methods..." Megamo spoke, leaning over the table with his palms outstretched on the cool surface, talking non-stop while Y/n is on the other side contemplating how her life was before he started talking. Megamo was currently wearing his student council uniform, which includes a white blazer, with a long tie and white pants.

The room has an oak wood floor, a chandelier, beige coloured walls and red curtains alongside red chairs surrounding a wooden table with a tea set on it. It has three bookshelves, a grandfather clock placed at the side of the room, a desk with a globe of the world and a Sakiou corp laptop.

He opens his desk drawer and takes out a shining pair of handcuffs, which dangled slightly, making a clacking sound as the steel collided. He also takes out a file and slides it towards her," You have proved yourself to be a reckless, danger to not only yourself but people around you." Megamo states, pulling his gloves up as he speaks.

"Do you just- Literally, who carries handcuffs around with them? Look I'm not one to judge you for whatever you do in your free time with those but don't pull me into that-" Y/n is rudely interupted by Megamo fake coughing and raising his eyebrow at her, at her words due to the implications she's suggesting, he lightly blushed.

He stands up straight reframing his posture, going back to his cold act. He's definitely prepared to retell the events of this morning, once he gets his rant out the way, "Student council members must have handcuffs, to arrest and detain threats in this school." Megamo answers, crossing his arms while Y/n tries not to roll her eyes.

"Okay, but I also saw them in your pocket yesterday when you so 'kindly' kidnapped me and made me stay at your house, on a Sunday." Y/n says in response, their conversation has been going back and forth for ages but as long as she gets to miss some of class it's fine.

"It was simply and precaution, being prepared is not a crime. I, as a Saikou, settle for nothing less than perfection and you have displayed a total disregard for my morals-"Y/n interrupts him, not even bothering to hide it with a cough.

"To be fair, I just don't want Stockholm syndrome-" Y/n says casually, with her arms folded as she looks up at Megamo, who's eyelid twitched due to her words.

"You jumped out of a moving a car."

"I thought I'd land on the pavement...Not crash into it." Y/n shrugs, Megamo sighs, tapping his fingers against the table, thinking of a way to get through to Y/n, "Can you not see how recklessly you acted? Never in my life have I seen someone so eager to jump out of a car, of all things. At dinner, you also didn't even attempt to speak to my family."

"I was in a room with a bunch of silver haired people, I have h/c (hair colour) hair so I stand out, a lot." Y/n shivers at the thought of that tense dinner, with the Saikou family. She can recall the evening perfectly as well, unfortunately.

She had been brought to dine with the family, being forced to ignore Mr Saikou's absence. Instead, she was 'blessed' with the prescense of Megamo's mother, brother and body guard that surrounded the perimeter of the room, standing unnervingly still.

The table was ridiculously long, with a white table cloth placed over it, wine glasses had been placed in front of everyone at the table along with a porcelain plate and utensils with a triangular napkin as well. Each glass had been filled half way with a luxuriously rich wine and the whole process was enchanting, every maid moved in sync, filling plates with food and going back to their post in the kitchen.

Her eyes landed on the silver haired boy near her, Kencho, Megamo's brother, he has fair skin with silver eyes, and short silver hair. One of his hair strands, point down the middle of his forehead and he wears some a black and grey vest over a long-sleeved blue undershirt with a black tie.

He has on black dress shoes and a silver watch on his right wrist, he looks like his father apparently, according to Megamo. Kencho looked her up and down and she saw his nose wrinkle in disgust, he scoffed yet said nothing, "That's what I thought." Y/n mumbled, his ears perked up and he snapped his head in her direction so fast she though she witnessed someone's neck snapping.

"You're one of the lucky few who have had the chance to even see this house, better yet eat inside of it. Remember you are nothing, in comparison to me." Kencho spoke coldly, "The last person Megamo brought in this house lost an eye, let's see if you come out unscathed." He grips his utensils as he stared at her, Y/n bits her tongue turning away from him. She did notice the taser in his pocket so she's not trying to get a taste of electricity.

"Now, now, no need for rudenesss towards Megamo's guest, I believe she's here to be kept under the radar for a while so I welcome you, miss Ronshaku." Megamo's mother (Tsuma) smiles, she has silver-blue hair and eyes, where her hair reaches down to her calves. She wears a long dress, with no sleeves ,which is black on the exterior and red on the interior. Her dress also has cutouts revealing her legs, chest, and waist.

She wears a gold pendant with an aquamarine charm and black heels.

"Father, is busy with meetings I presume?" Megamo asks, his mother takes a sip of the blood red wine, placing it down with a light thud, "Unfortunately, he can not join us but as our guest is staying for a long period of time. I assure you, he will arrive at some point." She says calmly, with a silky voice that matches her look.

"I would like to hear this from you, miss Ronshaku. Is my son is doing a splendid job meeting your needs, along with staff members?" She asks, turning to face Y/n and Y/n's face feels warm and she doesn't know what to even say, "I-I um..." Y/n stammers, over her words and Megamo thankfully comes to her rescues.

"Yes, mother. Y/n is safe under my protection, if you may excuse us. I must prepare a place for Y/n to sleep tonight." Megamo speaks, rising from his seat and Y/n stands up a little to quickly almost sending her chair thudding to the floor.

Silence fills the room, Y/n looks at Megamo and he looks at her.

She blinks and she's back in the student council room, great.

"I'm debating whether you act like this normally or if it's because of your, concussion. You're a crazy woman." Megamo begins and Y/n glares at him. "Me, Crazy?" Y/n sniffles, "Wait, what were we talking about again?"

"Indeed, you are mad after all, this is why I have to keep you insight at all times. You're a walking hazard." Megamo shakes his head, looking at the bump in the middle of her forehead.

"What's crazy, is your hair cut, seriously you need to change it. Plus, that's a bit rude! Oh, hello! I didn't know you had a twin! What's his name megmo, magmo-" Y/n rambles utter nonsense and started to randomly poke the bump on her forehead.

"Another symptom, double vision." Megamo notes, getting out a notepad and noting down her symptoms. He also touches a strand of his hair, is this hairstyle really that bad? Or is it just her concussion talking? Why does he care what she thinks?

"Atleast it's not me almost vomiting on you, you turned so pale when I held my stomach and made an arrgh sound when I almost threw up on you." Y/n laughs and Megamo flushes in embarrassment, "Nevermind, just- just don't try pulling another stunt like this morning again." Megamo commands, Y/n decides to open up the file on the table.

It's like a whole wiki page about her life, photos included, "Where'd you get a baby picture of me from, not even I have one. I'll just take that." Y/n slips the picture into her pocket and Megamo doesn't bat an eye towards her.

"Wait outside the student council room, I will be with you in a moment."

Y/n walks outside, leaning against the wall, her head throbs in pain and she just wants this week to go by as quickly as possible. She sees Megamo exiting the room, with his hair in a short ponytail, she raises her eyebrow and notices the handcuffs in his hand.

"See? So much better." She says smugly, looking at his new hairstyle, he doesn't respond and he instead holds her left wrist and gently attaches the handcuff to it and he does the same with his right wrist. Megamo takes the lead and they are heading down the hallway. Wait are they seriously going to class?

"I have a con- concussion why am I still going to class?" Y/n whines, as they walk down the hallway, with eyes looking their way, mainly at Megamo.

"Education is a fundamental part of life, missing a lesson is like pouring water you desperately need down a drain. Just like water, education is need for us to live in this world."

"Okay... But didn't you like miss nine weeks of school? Hypocrite." Y/n mumbles the last part and continues, "You've never had a sick day? Your life must be so boring then, I bet you don't even know what fun is."

Megamo pauses contemplating her words, he has infact never had a 'sick day' or 'couldn't be bothered to go in' day. His father wants perfection, anything less is simply criminal. "If your idea of fun is throwing yourself out of a car I want nothing to do with it." Megamo responds, tugging her along.

"Please, my head hurts... Can we go to the nurse office?" Y/n complains, Megamo doesn't seem like the person to give in but he for some reason stops and turns, heading down the steps to the nurse's office. Megamo has to kneel on the floor so she can be relatively comfortable on the bed, while he awkwardly holds an icepack to her head.

"Look I know you're mad you don't get to learn and stuff, but digging that icepack into my forehead is not getting you there quicker." Y/n says, with her back against a pillow while she sits up straight with her left wrist floating inbetween pair.

"Y/n, yes I know, I have to apply some pressure to your head. This will help take care of your head injury, it's best you try getting as comfortable as possible. Avoiding stress is key- ." Megamo justifies, Y/n accidentally touches his hand and he immediately recoils, making the ice pack land on her lap.

He stands up and pulls Y/n up as well.

She is reeled off the bed and topples to the floor landing near Megamo's feet.

He tries to give her space to stand up due to their already close proximity.

He trips over her feet as she is forced to stand up and falls back onto the bed next to the one she was originally residing on.

Thud.

"Are you trying to give me a second concussion?" Y/n speaks, their noses are touching and Megamo's face is ridiculously pink ; for once he's frozen in fear and he can't utter a word or even move.

He coughs, his face goes back to being blank and emotionless again.

Y/n heaved herself into a sitting position while, Megamo is left breathless and still frozen completely.

She was about to poke his face, when he suddenly gains movement and stops her finger from touching his face. "That won't be necessary..." Megamo whispers, he can't even look at her and he's never felt like this before.

Why is his heart beating so fast?

Is this how people feel when they are about to have a heart attack?

He doesn't even notice Y/n dragging him up so they are both sitting back down on the bed, he remains silent till he gains his voice again, "The painkillers you've taken will kick in soon and I've requested for worksheets of today's lesson to me sent over to us for us to do. We can go back to class once you're feeling better." Megamo says, Y/n nods.

Later on, the pair walk down the hallway, Y/n is chatting away to Megamo about the photography club incident, stuff she's witnessed at this school, her saying that she wished she left the school ages ago while she had the chance and her friends.

Speaking of 'friends', Ayato has kept his distance since Megamo has arrived, strange.

There she is, Y/n, looking perfect as usual and his eyes trail down her body, stopping at the handcuff on her wrist. Handcuff? Attached to Megamo? What the hell is going on?

Ayato walks in their direction, with the pure intent on them both noticing him. This Saikou boy, has been holding his precious Y/n hostage, he is the one protecting her from all these people who think she belongs to them. He wants to gut him like a pig, watch his guts slowly spill out of his body as blood pools on the floor below. He will be the one to kill him.

An Aishi, these vile creatures have been a danger to this school for too long, it's time for one to be stopped and hopefully they can all come crashing down. Ryoba Aishi managed to fool an entire nation, these Aishi are disgusting, they need to be exterminated. He will be the one to get rid of them all.

"Hello, I'm Megamo Saikou and you are?" Megamo smiles, holding his left hand out for Ayato to shake, "I'm Ayato, Ayato Aishi, nice to meet you, Megamo."

Megamo is much more dangerous than his other rivals, he's much more aware and that makes him a threat. Fighting him head on would be foolish, much to his dismay and he's not an idiot either, a passive approach would be much better.

Even his body guards, looked just as dangerous as he is. "I couldn't help but worry when Y/n had been forcefully taken and put into your car." Ayato tells Megamo, who looks at him with a calm expression but Y/n can see the way Megamo's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "I assure you, Y/n is in safe hands amd you have nothing to worry about. I take it you two are good friends? Acquaintances?" Megamo questions, Ayato wants to break his fingers, one by one.

No one should ever be so close to Y/n, "Yes, we are good friends, we have been for nine weeks." Ayato replied quickly, it seems hes counting how long he's been near Y/n, he really is like those other Aishi's, blinded by obsession and going as far as to kill someone.

"Interesting, I would like to get to know you better, Aishi." Megamo responds, and that's how Ayato started walking alongside them.

Y/n feels sick to her core, the very person that pulled her sister away and everyone away from her is stood next to her laughing and smiling as if he didn't brutally kill numerous people.

He ripped her heart out and squeezed the life out of it, right in front of her for 9 weeks straight. He was her shoulder to cry and on and he'd always cheer her up, he took them away from her and hes living the best life now.

He made her some fool to torment and laugh at, it was a entire vicious cycle of killing, fake comfort and making her want to be next to him because she felt safe around him and he'd repeat it over and over again.

They were all killed so young...

Is this some sick process to make her just as deranged and psychotic as him, to act like some empty hollow vessel with no purpose but make her hate her self and want to end her life-

"Y/n? You really like spacing out don't you?" Ayato says with a hand on her shoulder, the same hand so many people's blood have been stained to, the same hand he'd use to pull her into hugs and the same boy she thought was her friend.

"Yeah, I guess." Y/n sighs, Ayato just continues trying to talk to her and Megamo but Megamo doesn't hear him. Y/n's hand is holding her skirt, is she nervous right now? Or potentially scared? "I remember that time when me and Y/n went to town to try on some clothes from a store, it was for Musume's birthday. She was a lovely person right, Y/n?" How dare he, he's taunting her.

She's never wished for someone to to die so badly.

"Class has started, we will carry are conversation on another time." Megamo says, when Ayato begins to get to close to Y/n. "Could I talk to you Y/n, alone?" Ayato asks, he Y/n wanted to reply and say he can go die in a hole but Megamo saves the day.

"We are busy." Megamo interrupts, tugging on the handcuff so Y/n is closer to him and she gasped in shock.

Oh, I see how it is.

He and Megamo cannot be friends, not even fake ones.

You'll regret your words soon Megamo.

"I was asking Y/n." His voice had an edge to it, it was definitely less happy and more sharp, the glare he gave Megamo shocked him. Megamo had never been at the centre of an Aishi's state and no training could have prepared him for that possesive look he gave Y/n as he awaited her answer. All that hostility left when he looked at Y/n, it made Megamo uncomfortable and worried for her.

If Ayato did try anything, he'd have no issue with showing him what he's capable of as well.

"As Megamo said. We. Are. Busy." Y/n glared at him, with out an ounce of fear on her face, Megamo could tell she's faced this demon, Ayato off many times and she held determination in her eyes, a light she had to continue and stop him.

"Seriously? Him? You can do better Y/n, you're not thinking straight...Your pills have run out after all and siding with the man who took you in broad daylight is not a wise choice, you know better." Ayato speaks, he criticizes her judgement, belittle her and helps her all at the same time.

She would have given in before, but not this time.

"It might not be a wise choice but it's my choice and I'm most certainly not following anything you have to tell me." Y/n responds, Ayato's eyes widen with surprise, this hasn't happened before... All his progress in making her malleable and docile, all gone down the drain.

He told that worthless Horuda to keep tabs on Megamo, while he watched his bodyguard's routine and now this has happened. Trusting others is truly a waste of time, "You're actually leaving me to go with him? Now, I thought you were just joking. Where was he when I stayed by your side and you were some crying mess? I've seen you at your worst and best and I stayed, will he stay like I have?" Ayato replies, in disbelief by her word's.

"Even if he does or doesn't, I'll be just fine by myself as long as he's alright." Y/n answers, Ayato was most certainly aiming for her veins, trying to make her bleed out and give in to his words. She's realized he was making her mind weak, unable to think without doubts in her mind and the urge to make an excuse for him.

"Frueddo left, Saki did and Kokona. Tell me Y/n, who stayed with you throughout it all? Am I nothing to you Y/n? Someone to talk to sometimes when you're desperate and then ignore me the rest of the time?" Ayato a bunch of questions her way, throwing off her thought process.

This is how he digs his words into her skin, she looks into her eyes.

The world is silent.

She looks from Megamo to Ayato and they say something to eachother that she can't hear, instead she focuses on the Y/n standing behind Ayato. She looked malnourished and bruised, they made eye contact and all she saw was a vessel of a person.

She looked like Y/n.

She was alive and breathing like her.

Yet, she lacked what every has that makes them human.

A heart.

All she saw was a broken spirit, a girl reduced to nothing, she is nothing.

"What are you going to do? Kill yourself? Will that bring me back, huh Y/n? You're doing this to make yourself feel better." Musume taunts, watching Y/n finally tie the noose. She looks through the gap.

So that's where her head goes through....

And the bottom of the noose is the part that restricts all oxygen getting into her lungs?

Does she want to die?

How long will she be there hanging?

Till she dies...

Y/n drops the noose when she hears the door, Ayato. She forgot he was coming over so she didn't hide the rope well, it felt nice having him around. She remembered seeing him stuff the rope in his backpack, he helped her?

She felt so indebt to him after that, feeling so guilty to even think that he was a killer, but he is.

Y/n blinks a few times, it made the hallucinations disappear and sound rush through her ears, she grabbed Megamo's hand pulling him away. He blushed and protested as she did it but she didn't notice, she also didn't notice a crushed Budo watching the way she held Megamo's hand.

The rest of the day had been very uneventful, Megamo's curiosity was sky rocketing yet it seemed Y/n was the one learning more about him rather than it being the other way round. They where both currently situated in Megamo's limousine.

"I heard Ayato mention that you take pills. What kind are you taking?" Megamo starts, looking at her.

"Anti depressants."

"Oh." He replied, he doesn't know what to do or say in a situation like this, Y/n decides to start a conversation.

"What's up with your reaction at the nurse's office? You're acting like you've never been touched before?" Y/n quieres, looking up at him while the limo begins to move.

"My childhood was quite isolated, I never had time for such things, when a company would be bestowed to me. Father, has planned my life out for me already, his life was planned for him as well." Megamo was at an equilibrium, he felt lighter, after telling Y/n. But, it was imminent she would reply with a stupid comment or question he's already answered.

"You've never been touched before? If you ever told anyone other than me that they'd probably laugh at you, I'm also trying not to laugh at you." Y/n laughs slightly but stops when she sees Megamo's blank expression.

Oh, he's serious.

"I'm sorry Megamo, truly. No one should have their life planned out like that, but atleast I'm the only unplanned thing in your life and I'm amazing." Y/n boasts, a smile appears on his face, especially when Y/n takes out his hair tie, letting his silver hair free.

There it is again, that unfamiliar pounding of his heart.

This is definitely not his normal heart, now she's got him using a pleonasm in his own thoughts.

"What about that girl in the student council with the- I don't want to sound insensitive but the one eye, isn't she your friend? I saw you talking in the morning, haven't you two hugged atleast once?" Y/n questions, Megamo shakes his head.

"No, I can't even remember hugging someone, not even in my childhood." Megamo states, with that familiar smoothness in his voice yet Y/n can't help but feel a bit bad for him, even though he's handcuffed her to him and has files with all her information inside.

"Well I guess I'll be the first." She carefully moved with the space she's been provided and the handcuffs to give him a hug. It proved challenging since she had his lap between her legs at some point and almost sitting on him, but she did it. She hugged him.

He didn't even hug her back, how rude,"Ahem? This is the part where you hug me back since you weren't familiar with the concept. Do it quickly before we drive over a speed bump." Y/n suggest, he follows and gives her an awkward hug, she goes to sit back down and she's has a wide grin on her face.

Megamo is looking like an absolute mess, what is she doing to him? He's never had time for love yet she made him feel something inside, that no one has been able to before. He hasn't even had maternal love, since his mother was forbidden from influencing his 'training' to run Saikou corp. He pities his mother.

"If you don't mind me asking, is everyone in your family's lives planned out for them?" Y/n asks, Megamo debates on whether he should answer, "Some people in my family are lucky... In a way." Megamo responds, not revealing to much but hopefully satisfying her curiosity.

"Oh, well at least your parents are lucky and happy together-" Megamo makes Y/n eat her words once he starts talking.

"My parents are in an arranged marriage, it's only luck that made them fall in love. My father, did not consider proposing marriage to her until he had confirmed she had no invisible flaws that would manifest in the future." Megamo talked, Y/n was just getting creeped out at this point, his father only proposed because he considered her 'perfect'. Do Saikou men do this? Is this why their surname sounds like psycho?

"He also analyze her DNA and studied her family's medical history to confirm she was not likely to be in possession of any hereditary diseases that she could pass to her future children. He only made the decision to propose to her after confirming that she was as genetically 'perfect' as possible and after confirmation from his father." Megamo responds, as if he didn't just say one of the most outrageous things she's ever heard.

What is this? A breeding program?

She's never looking at anything from the Saikou corp the same again.

How could Y/n betray him like that? No, she's being misguided and manipulated by those Saikou's. He's done everything for their relationship, for their future, for their children and their life together.

She's so blinded by his lies and promises that she's forgetting she's nothing without him as he is nothing without her.

She doesn't know he's is protecting her, they would of ruined everything for them. They already have ruined everything, even though they are dead they still arise from the dead and cause problems for him.

Especially this one, he looks at an abandoned mirror in an alleyway, which allows him to see Saki at the entrance of the alleyway.

Silly, Saki.

You think I'll ever let you reach that trial?

Saki looks into the distance, the alleyway is smells due to the knocked over trash bins spewing out, moldy food and random items coated in the a sludge that had been created inside.

This is for everyone who died.

Saki, begins to walk further into the alleyway and the light from the street lamps where no more than a distant memory now. She couldn't see anything and she most certainly couldn't see Ayato.

All she heard was a stray cat, knocking over a bin and hissing before scurrying away. She practically taste the cigarettes that have been left all over the floors and she had a voice inside, screaming for her to run away.

"Where did Ayato go?" She mumbled to no one in particular yet someone answers.

"I'm, here." Ayato answers, distracting her so she couldn't move out the metal pipes way. It made a loud clank as it made contact with her face, he's sure he heard the snap of a bone too, she landed with a thud. Blood gushed out of her nose, that was left with a colourful bruise, it was safe to say she was knocked out cold.

He managed to arrive at a junk yard, without anyone spotting his unconscious foe alongside him, it was dark after all and not many people where out so it was pretty straightforward.

Saki wakes up, with a seat belt over over her torso and the strong feeling off suffocation, was torturous. Her eyes flutter open and she coughs, in taking the potent smell of some aromatic, gasoline-like odor. To add to that, she couldn't breathe out of her nose. It was stuffed with dried blood and if that was already a challenge she's pretty sure it's broken.

The car was battered, worn down and aged with time, a layer of dust coated the ripped up seats, the windows had cobwebs in the corner and one window was smashed in completely. She wearily, turns her head, looking through the foggy window. Ayato's is slowly walking towards her, stopping next to some watery trail?

She can't tell where it leads to and she doesn't know what he's holding either.

"I thought you'd eventually stop to think and take a hint. After the demise of Kokona." He spat, a clank hit the floor and the hairs on her neck raised, "I really try to give my precious Y/n's friend's a chance but I know what you both really are. A poison, slowly infesting her mind to make her hate me, when I'm protecting her!" He shouts, Saki flinches turning her head to the door on the other side, that's slightly open.

"Y/n belongs to me, all of her is mine and you can't see that, neither could Kokona. Now, she's rotting away in jail cell and all of those pests who tried stopping me, are gone." He spoke in a dark tone, smiling at the fear that spread throughout her facial expression.

"You couldn't even comprehend the things I'd do for her, I would give her the world if I could, kill anyone she'd ever want and love anything she'd love accept, you. I cherish everything she loves and cares for except you, I can't see why she doesn't when I can provide for her and keep her safe." Ayato tries justifying his actions, a tear rolls down Saki's face, she looks down at the seatbelt button and it stares back.

"I've planned are entire life together! Us buying are first house, a second cat, her first time meeting my parents, are wedding, her taking her rightful surname as and Aishi and are first-" Ayato chuckles, blushing madly as he drags a hand down his face till he returns to his neutral expression, she can't even predict what he'll do next.

"I know everything about her from her favorite colour to her first friend in middle school, I definitely know a lot more about her than you." He continues, she doesn't know what he gains from this but Saki can't help but feel bad for all the people who have experienced his wrath.

"I like thinking about the first things me and Y/n are going to do. It makes it special, the fact that I was the first person to do whatever I wanted with her by my side. You have taken a lot of that away from me, Saki. Now, it's your first and last time to experience this." Ayato's speaks about Y/n so warmly yet talks with so much disgust when he has to talk about her.

Saki's face went pale when she saw a match in his hand, she'd never pieced together something that fast in her life. She had already unbuckled her seat belt, now it was a race against Ayato's insane mind.

She saw her feet getting stuck in the seatbelt and she felt her heart drop. Why? She can't die like this, she wanted to go peacefully with everyone she loved by her side. This man has destroyed Y/n, the strongest, loving and thoughtful people she's ever known.

She has to make it to that trial, she has to!

Ayato watches her trying to free herself from the seatbelt, he laughs and turns his attention to the match box. He drags the match along the igniter, seeing a flame twirling on the tip of the flame, illuminating his face.

He flicks the match into the line, connected to the car and it races down the gasoline trail, wasting no time in setting the car ablaze, "You didn't want me to claim Y/n as my own? Now, the fire has claimed you." Ayato whispers, his hood is already over his head and he begins to dash out of there, that explosion was far from quiet and he's sure the police would arrive soon.

If only you could see all the things I do for you... Y/n.