The Throne

In the back was the hangout area, made up of dark oak wood and grey tile flooring. It also had ceiling lights, the whole place lit up perfectly. There was a TV, a coffee table, a black leather couch, a black leather recliner and a red leather rolling chair with an ottoman. To the left was a bar with plenty of stools wrapped around, stock full of glasses and glass bottles of amber liquid. To the right was the standing lockers, pool table and dart board. There was an archway between the bar and sitting area, leading back to the bathrooms and kitchen/break area. There was a door between the sitting area and pool table, the storage room. "Ah! The throne!" Arthur says, dashing in and laying his chest ok the Ford Fusion. "Hello, old friend." Arthur coos, Judas coming over and scooping me out of the wheelchair. The trio was frozen, staring in amazement at the room. "How is the Toyota? Arthur took it to Japan." Judas says as she sets me down in the red rolling chair. "Arthur crashed it." I say, Judas's face falling as she gasps. "No! You weren't supposed to tell her, she'll kick my ass!" Arthur protests, though Judas turns and pins Arthur with a glare that makes him swallow thickly.

"How dare you crash my Queen's car! Oh, Arthur. I worked so hard to make that perfect for her and you crashed it?!" Judas hisses, Arthur flinching as he gives her a sheepish smile. "Aren't you worried that I'm okay?" He asks and Judas shakes her head, huffing angrily. "Obviously you're okay! What happened to gum?" Judas asks, crossing her arms as Arthur sighs. "I caught the rear fender and spun out… the side and front got hit in the spinout…" Arthur grumbles, Judas running a hand over her face. "Get it to me, I'll work on it. I'll send you the bill when I finish." Judas says, Arthur perking up and saluting her. "Yes, Ma'am! Only the best for the queen! That's why you're our handy girl, the only one we trust!" Arthur chimes, Judas rolling her eyes as the trio finally comes in. "This place is a total man cave." Suna says, setting my wheelchair to the side as Kozu comes over to me. "Well, really it's Judas's old man's place. She took over, spiced it up a little and made it our throne." I say, Kozu taking a seat on the leather chair and slowly looking around. Suna walks over to the bikes, running his hand over them and humming softly. "Nice." He says, Judas puffing up with pride.

"I know my shit- I don't know if you met my work, but gum, our toyota 98 was my best work yet. Of course Arthur's dumb ass went and crashed it even though I specifically told him it was for my Queen's hands only." Judas says, pinning him with another glare as he deflates. "She used the Ford, okay? She's been using it. I finally got her to take the title and everything." Arthur grumbles, Judas deflating a little bit and sighing. "And I'm sure you tricked her into taking the title after you crashed gum. I'm not mad, it's not totalled- that means it's fixable. A pain in the ass, like you, but fixable." Judas says, Arthur's lips twitching as Kuroo checks out the shelby mustang. "Damn… this car looks really cool." Kuroo whistles, looking it over as Judas perks up. "My second best, the Shelby Mustang! She's old, she's sexy and boy is she powerful. She's a beaut, isn't she?" Judas chimes, smiling widely as she walks over, popping open the driver door. "She's got all the makings of a beast, too. Modded her myself." Judas says, popping the hood before rounding over and propping it open. Suna walks over, listening as Judas goes on passionately about all the work and mods she put into the car to Kuroo.

"Ah, I missed your car talk." I sigh, giggling softly as I lazily spin in my chair, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. "You mean her mumbo jumbo? I don't understand a word out of your mouth, you mutt." Arthur snorts, making me grin as I hear a loud smack. "Boy, this is my house. Disrespect the talk, you can walk. I ain't no fucking mutt, you hear me?" Judas scolds, Arthur groaning softly and making me giggle. "I love it when you discipline Arthur for me, too. It's so tiring keeping him in line on my own." I snort, though I hear another loud smack. "Ow! What was that one for?!" Arthur yelps and I turn to look at them, raising my eyebrow. "That's for causing trouble for my Queen, you dumb blonde bimbo. Can't you just behave for her?" Judas scolds, Arthur scowling up at her. "You're a dumb blonde bimbo too, Judas! Besides, you know me! Troublesome is my middle name!" Arthur protests, Judas pointing into the mustang. "Boy, if you can tell me in this car where the blinker fluid is you can call me dumb blonde bimbo." Judas says and I can't help but smile, knowing it was a trick. "It's right there, isn't it!" Arthur says, pointing into the car and making me laugh as he fell totally for it.

"And that's why you're a dumb blonde bimbo, Arthur! You don't know shit about cars and you sure as hell couldn't change a tire to save your life! God knows I have to mail you once a month to remind you that you need to get your monthly maintenance in!" Judas says exasperatedly, Arthur throwing his hands up in the air. "Then where the fuck is the blinker fluid, Judas?! Is it there? There?! Maybe it's that one!" Arthur says as he points around in the car, Judas shaking his head. "My Queen, tell this dumbass of yours where the blinker fluid is." Judas coos sweetly to me as I lazily swing back and forth in my spinning chair, smiling at the familiar scene. "Cars don't need blinker fluid, it's not even a real thing." I say, Judas smiling widely and gesturing towards me. "See? Even she knows it, you dumb blonde bimbo!" Judas chimes and Arthur slaps his face, running a hand through his hair. "You've taught her how to do basic maintenance on a car, congratulations." Arthur says sarcastically, clapping his hand exasperatedly. "Changing the brake pads and replacing an alternator isn't basic maintenance. That shit's complicated." I say, Arthur rolling his eyes and huffing lightly.

"But yes, she did also teach me basic maintenance like changing the oil filter or air filter, checking and refilling your fluids, how to replace a stubborn tire- with a lot of cussing and swearing of course-, how to tell if there's a leak, what could be wrong with your car when it won't start properly… she taught me a lot, actually." I say as I count them off, Arthur throwing his hands in the air. "Oh goodness me, I'm suddenly surrounded by car geniuses! I must be a dumb blonde bimbo!" Arthur mocks and I roll my eyes, shaking my head. "Hey, I didn't say shit. Don't go putting words in my mouth- I just got curious and I knew that the knowledge would come handy. She was more than happy to teach me, I'm sure she'd do the same for you." I say, Arthur huffing and crossing his arms. "No, thank you, I think I'll trust it to the professionals." Arthur grumbles, rolling his eyes. "Boo hoo, you'll need to call a professional and pay a thousand dollar bill just to get your tire replaced- when you could've done it yourself for the price of one tire." Judas says, pretending to wipe tears away and giving Arthur a pitying look. "That's it! Let's do this!" Arthur says, rolling up his sleeve and storming over to the bar.

Judas cackles, following him over to the bar and rolling up her sleeve as well. "You know I'm going to beat your ass, Arthur." Judas says as Arthur takes a spot at the bar, setting his elbow down and holding up his hand. "We'll see about that, I've been practicing." Arthur cackles, Judas grinning as she settles across from Arthur, setting her elbow down. "I haven't been slacking. I've been preparing myself for your return, making sure I could defend my Queen's honor; I'll claim the prize." Judas says, putting her hand in Arthur's and gripping it in an arm wrestling position. "Winner gets a favor from me." I say, sliding off my chair and walking over, cupping my hand on top of theirs. "I won't lose." Judas chuckles, her eyes sparkling- Arthur doesn't say anything, getting serious. He wanted something from me; usually he'd bait Judas, but this time he was getting serious. What did he want from me? "Ready… go." I say, taking my hand back- immediately their arms flex, straining against each other. The trio comes over, watching as the two focus on winning the battle. Judas suddenly relaxes, giving Arthur momentum- before she flexes, slamming his arm down.

"Fuck!" Arthur hisses, Judas whooping and throwing her arms in the air victoriously. "I'm the top dog here, blondie!" Judas claims, jutting her thumb into her chest with a proud smile. Arthur bolts up, nearly knocking over the stool and storming to the storage room. Judas and I watch as I press my lips tightly together, my chest aching. "Who pissed in his cheerios?" Judas mumbles- she was just as concerned out as me, this was out of character for Arthur. "Gramps thinks he woke up on the wrong side of the bed. He fell off my bed this morning." I mumble, Judas humming softly- we both knew Arthur often fell off small beds. "Eh, give him some time. In the meantime… my prize." Judas says, taking my hand and smiling up at me. "What do you have in mind, my pet?" I ask, turning my attention back to her as Kuroo sits in Arthur's old spot, Suna sitting beside him and Kozu sitting behind Judas. "It's Sunday." She says and I can't help but crack a smile, shaking my head. "I would do that regardless, Judas. I hope Arthur's up for it; maybe it'll cheer him up." I say, Judas humming softly and nodding as the boys stare curiously. She runs her thumb over the back of my hand, staring up at me.

"Go on a date with me, then. Just the two of us." She says and I raise an eyebrow at her, tilting my head. "A date? I don't mind, but I can't do any excessive movement or anything. R&R, you know?" I say and she nods, grinning up at me. "Oh, I've got something in mind. Don't worry, I'll take care of you; we'll have fun like old times." She says and I shrug, offering her a smile. "Sure, I don't mind then." I say and she whoops, pumping her other fist. "Aw, yee!" She cheers, making Kuroo chuckle as he grins at her. "Wanna arm wrestle me?" Kuroo says, holding out his arm and wiggling his fingers. "Think you can take getting your ass beat by a girl?" Judas cackles confidently, slapping her hand into Kuroo's as they get in position. "I think my pride can take a well earned hit." Kuroo chuckles, the two grinning at each other as I put my hand on top of theirs. "Same prize then, the winner gets a favor from me." I say, both of their grins spreading as their eyes twinkle. "I won't lose." They both say, smiling wickedly at each other as I smile. "Ready… set… go!" I chime, pulling my hand back as their arms both flex. They make serious faces, Kuroo puffing up his cheeks as Judas focuses in.

A loud bang comes from the storage room, startling Kuroo- Judas takes advantage of the distraction and slams his hand down. "Damn, you're good… that one's on you, my Queen." Judas says, flicking her hand as I storm towards the storage room door. I opened the door, looking around- there was a full wall shelves, with four aisles of shelves- it was stock full and organized for all sorts of things. Food, drink, car goods, toiletries, sports- anything we could ever need. Arthur stood in the middle, his body tense as he stood over a fallen punching bag, his body heaving. I shut the door behind me and cross my arms as he turns to me. He gives me a cold glare, so I return my own cold glare as I run my tongue over my teeth. "Get the fuck out." Arthur grumbles and I shake my head, leaning onto one of my legs. "What the fuck is up with you, Arthur? You've been acting really weird lately. I'm honestly getting sick of it, I haven't done shit to you. Why are you so upset with me?" I ask, Arthur huffing as his glare thins. "Get out." Arthur says and I throw my hands up in the air. "Tell me what the fuck is wrong with you, Arthur! I want to help!" I yell, giving him a pained look- it hurt that he was like this, angry with me.

"You think I don't fucking know?! You didn't do anything! I know that! I fucking know that! But I just- I'm so fucking- I can't even- it hurts! It hurts even more because I know you care! It hurts because I know you would help, even if it hurt you! I don't know what to fucking do, okay?! I hate myself even more for being angry with you! I do, I really do! I feel like fucking shit for it!" Arthur yells, his body trembling as tears gather in his eyes. "Then fucking tell me already! I don't care if it hurts me! I want my friend, not someone I care for glaring at me when I'm not looking, hurting when we're apart- I fucking hate it when you're mad at me! I don't want you to hurt, so just fucking tell me already! I'm so fucking confused, it's hurting me more not knowing why you're so fucking upset with me!" I yell at him and he just puffs up, his lips trembling. "I fucking know that, okay?! I know! I know! I know I'm being shitty! I know I shouldn't be feeling this! I know you don't deserve this! But I just- I can't help it, okay?! I'm not angry at you- I'm not upset with you- but I am! I'm just- I'm just-" Arthur screams at me, making tears gather in my eyes as my chest hurts. It hurt- it really fucking hurt, because I had no clue what to do to help him.

I dive into him, hugging him tight as he just sobs. "Ray told me that we're the strongest when we're together, Arthur… we can get through this together… please… just please… tell me. I just want to help… I want my friend… I want to help…" I sob softly, Arthur beginning to cry hysterically as he hugs me tight. "I can't- I can't- not yet, I just- I need time. Please… I don't know what to do… I just… please…" Arthur says, squeezing me tight as I just sniff. "Well, it's obvious that being around me is hurting you so… I'll just leave. When you're ready to talk you can come to me. Until then… I don't want to see you, I can't stand you glaring at me, hating me." I say, shoving Arthur away and storming out of the storage room. "What? No! Kiki, I don't hate you! It's not you, it's me!" Arthur says, slamming through the door as I storm over to the lockers, opening mine up. "It's pretty fucking obvious I'm the problem here, Arthur. I can feel it, okay?! I can feel you glaring at me, every fucking time. I know you want something from me, I know it; but you're not saying anything." I say, grabbing my leather jacket and sliding it on, pulling my hair out of it. "Kiki-" Arthur says as I grab my helmet, putting it on.

"Don't fucking 'Kiki' me, Arthur. When you're ready to get over yourself and solve this- together- you can fucking talk to me. But I can't fucking stand you glaring at me for no reason, I can't stand being the reason you're hurting! Take your fucking time, okay?! Take your goddamn time away from me, think your shit through without me there. At least then you can properly think it out; when you're ready to talk, we can talk." I say, strapping my helmet on and grabbing the keys to the Panigale bike. "Kiki, please just-" Arthur says, grabbing my arm as I yank it back, glaring at him. "Arthur… you asked for time. I'm giving you time and space for the both of us. It's pretty fucking obvious that I'm the problem here. I can't stand you glaring at me, hating me or whatever the fuck is going on with you. I'm sick if it Arthur, I'm fucking sick of it. I'm just so fucking sick of it. I didn't do shit to you, we know it. Get your shit together and we can talk when you're ready to tell me what the fuck is wrong with you." I say, slapping my hand on the button to open the garage door. "Kiki!" Arthur pleads as I flick the visor down, mounting my bike and turning it on- I take off without another word, tearing away with a loud roar.

Judas jogs over to the lockers, slamming one open- she grabs the helmet and keys from within, not even bothering with the leather jacket. Arthur crumbles down, sobbing as he digs his palms into his eyes. He hurt- he knew he hurt her, he knew he was shitty. He fucking knew it and his best friend, someone he loved with all his heart, was hurting because he couldn't deal with his emotions. Judas slides on the helmet, patting Arthur's shoulder before she runs to her bike, sliding the key in. She turns it on, raising the kickstand and takes off after the fleeing girl with a loud roar. The trio were shocked, they had never seen the two fight like this- enough that it had Kiki in tears and running away. Kuroo slowly slid off the stool, walking over to Arthur and kneeling beside him. Kuroo wrapped an arm around Arthur, pulling him into his side- Arthur sobbed, wrapping his arms tightly around Kuroo, burying his head into the bigger man's chest. Kuroo pressed his lips tightly together, not knowing what to say or do; he wasn't sure if it was his place to be mad at Arthur for hurting Kimiko, especially since it seemed to hurt him just as much. One thing was obvious- they were all hurt and confused.

My body maneuvers the roads, my mind blank as I just go through the movements- I don't even know where I was going, but somehow my body did. Something drove me through the streets, onto the highway and off at a certain stop. I hear the roar of my bike, the roar of a bike not far after mine- but I don't care. Before I know it I pull into a familiar cemetery, riding to a familiar lot and turning off my bike. I numbly take off my helmet, kicking my kickstand down and placing my helmet on the seat. My feet move even though I didn't tell them to walk- I collapse next to a ground tombstone. I stare blankly at the tombstone- it was clean, a bouquet of fresh flowers in the vase. "Tell me what to do, Ray…" I croak, brushing my fingers over the letters of the tombstone. "Tell me what to say…" I whisper, a lump forming in my throat as tears gather in my eyes. "I don't know what to do… but I want to help." I sob helplessly, laying my head against the tombstone. "I don't know what to do! Tell me, Ray!" I cry, my body trembling as I sob hysterically, hearing the roar of another bike approaching. I sniff, sobbing softly as I just lay next to the tombstone and close my eyes, hoping, wishing- why couldn't she be alive?

"Come to me, my Queen." Judas whispers, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me into her lap. I wrap my arms around her as she adjusts me in her arms, scooping me off of the ground and standing. She carries me away as I just cling to her, crying softly. She sits me down on the back of her bike, walking over to my bike and grabbing the keys and helmet. She walks back over to me, sliding the helmet on my head and securing it. She then takes her spot in front of me on the bike, turning it on. I wrap my arms around her waist, burying myself into her back as I tuck my legs safely. She takes off with a roar and I just fall silent, letting her warmth and the wind take care of me. I just get lost again, not knowing where she takes me or how long she drives for. We stop after a while and she turns the car off, seeming to hesitate for a second. "I'm just gonna run the bike in and get the Mustang. Stay out here?" She says and I nod, slowly sliding off of the bike. I take off my helmet and jacket, offering it to her. She takes them, setting them on her bike as I sit down. She pushes her bike up to the open garage door, though I don't look at the building, keeping my gaze on the concrete.

Judas pushes the motorcycle into its original position, the trio watching curiously- they didn't see Kimiko. She drops the kickstand, grabbing the helmet and jacket off of the bike and walking to the open locker. "Where is she?" Kozu asks first, Judas hanging up the things and closing the locker. "She's around." Judas says simply, Kozu dropping his gaze and pressing his lips together. "How is she?" Kuroo asks as Judas takes off her helmet and opens her locker, putting it away. "That's a stupid question, innit?" Judas asks, finally turning to the three- Arthur was laying on the couch, passed out. She grabs a key from the locker before shutting it, walking over to the sleeping boy. She pats his cheek, stirring from his sleep as he lazily blinks his eyes open. "How is she?" Arthur croaks, Judas taking a key from his pocket and putting it in his hand. "It's Sunday, Arthur. Sunday, January 24th. I'm taking her to the usual. The bikes at the cemetery, go pick it up." Judas says, Arthur pressing his lips together and dropping his gaze. "I'll meet you in the field. Use my card." Arthur says simply, Judas nodding as she smacks a button, the garage door opening as she climbs into the Shelby Mustang.

"What's January 24th?" Kuroo asks, Arthur running a hand through his hair and blowing out a breath. "It's a difficult day for her… it's… it's the day that Ray died. Around this time she gets really sensitive, especially the days leading up to it… it's just a stressful time of year for her. She gets upset easily… It's just a tough day for us all, even if we're trying to be fine. It's especially tough for Kimiko since she was the one to discover Ray… to hold her as she died… fuck… we're supposed to be together… I'm so fucking stupid… How could I do this today? Fuck, man… I always fuck up..." Arthur mumbles, Judas sticking the keys in the ignition and pulling on her seatbelt. "Just… be okay for the field, okay? I'll get her relaxed and happy, you get your shit together and we'll meet at the field. It'll be okay… we just need to be together. It's what Ray would want, she hates it when we fight. We're the Hellraisers after all, if we're not ourselves, if we're not together… we're nothing." Judas says, tears gathering in Arthur's eyes as he sniffs. "I'm so sorry, Judas. I fucked up… I really fucked up… I'm so fucking sorry..." He croaks, Judas not saying anything as she shuts the door, twisting the keys in the ignition. 

The Mustang roars to life, the garage door softly buzzing as it opens up. I slide up to my feet, walking over as Judas slowly pulls out of the garage. "Kimiko!" Kuroo calls as I open the passenger door, sliding inside and pulling it shut. Judas takes off as I slide on my seatbelt, the mustang letting out a mighty roar. We don't say anything as she drives, though I wipe away my tears and lay my head back. "It'll be okay; let's go to the usual." Judas mumbles and I slowly nod, closing my eyes. She takes me to the mall first, running inside while I stay in the car. She comes back before long with bags, dropping it in the back and taking off again. Next she takes me to her house- I take a shower, drying off and using her blow-dryer to dry my hair. Her parents weren't home- a good thing, I was sure. I took the bag she brought, peeking inside- inside was a black bodycon dress, a knitted cream cardigan and a big box for boots. I pulled it out, seeing there was nothing but socks- you know what? Honestly, fuck it. I wasn't in the mood to say anything or argue about it- I knew she'd protect me from any pervs and protect my dignity, plus the dress was long enough that I wouldn't exactly be flashing anyone.

I slid the black dress on; it was a tight fitting V-neck dress with spaghetti straps and cut out sides, secured by a row of belts. I felt wires straining- I pull my breasts up and the dress down, letting go so they settle in. The dress was a little tight on my boobs, but it did perk them up and show off my cleavage. I slid the cardigan on next- it hung down to my knees, the dress reaching mid thigh on me. I opened up the box, seeing a pair of black high knee boots. I shrug it off, sliding on the socks and boots before I change my mind. Judas knocks softly on the door as I grab the brush, beginning to brush through my hair. "You can come in, I'm dressed." I say and she opens the door, peeking in. "Oh wow. Damn, you look hot." She says, her cheeks tinting pink as she comes in. She walks beside me, reaching into the drawer beside me and pulling out two hair ties. She pulls my hair into two high ponytails, leaving my bangs and a bit to frame my face out. She then takes the bag she had hooked on her elbow, setting it in front of me. "You don't gotta, but… I brought makeup. It'll be convincing if you do a mature look, the fake's a bit old." She says and I go through the makeup, getting to work.

Judas was wearing a black long sleeve shirt, a pair of ripped up jeans and black strappy black heels. Her hair was all brushed to one side- she grabbed some of the spray bottles from the shelves, spraying it into her and sealing it in place. I reach over, tucking a little bit down by her ear. She then sprays a bit into my hair, sealing in all my strays. I went for a natural look- copper eyeshadow that faded into a brown, a black cat eye, black mascara, a little pink lipgloss to make my lips dewy. Judas opens another drawer, pulling out too big gold hoop earrings. She puts them on me, getting them settled and looking me over. "Good, that should do." She says, walking back out the door with me in her tail. She opens her closet, pulling down a suitcase and opening it up- she pulls out a black carry on, passing it to me. I tuck it into my elbow and she pulls out her own black and white satchel before putting the suitcase back. We head back to the Mustang, climbing in and buckling in. She pops open the glove box, pulling out sunglasses- a pair of aviator flash purple sunglasses and a pair of clubmaster classic black sunglasses. She puts on the aviators, giving me the clubmaster to put on.

"Two glasses of Hennessy on the rocks, please." Judas says as she slaps a hundred dollar bill on the table, the bartender raising an eyebrow. "Leave the bottle." She says and he nods, gladly taking the bill. He quickly pulls out two glasses, putting in ice before grabbing a bottle of hennessy and pouring us a glass, setting the bottle down in front of us. "Enjoy your night, ladies." He says, Judas lifting her sunglasses to her head and offering him a smile. "We plan on it." She says, taking the glass and tossing the whole thing back. I do the same, not even flinching at the harsh liquor before pouring myself a generous glass. I give her the bottle and she pours herself a generous glass, lifting it up. "To Ray." Judas says as we tap our glasses together, tossing them back like it was nothing. I pour us each another glass, idly spinning the ice within around as I stare at the bar counter. "I'm guessing you have no clue what has Arthur's panties in a twist?" I ask and she nods, running her finger over the rim of her glass. "No clue… let's not worry about that today. What's Japan like? What's this fun I've been missing out on?" Judas says and I tell her about the competition, Aima, Nen and my dad's family.

"I don't know if I should be more surprised that you got us fake IDs in an hour or that the bouncer actually accepted them when us three were obviously foreign minors." Suna mumbles as they walk into the crowded club, Arthur leading the way to a booth in the back. "Lucky for us, the bouncer knows the Hellraisers. All I had to do was drop Judas's name, mention that I was part of the teeth and he just did a quick glance over." Arthur says as he slides into one of the booths, Kuroo taking a seat beside him. Kozu sits on the other side, Suna sitting beside him as Arthur flags down a waitress. "Pardon me Ma'am, but can I get a bottle of hennessy for me and my friends?" Arthur asks politely as the lady comes over- she leans down, propping her arms on the table and giving them all an eyeful of her cleavage. "Sorry honey, two young ladies bought our last bottle." The lady says, eyeing Arthur over as he takes a deep breath. "Those are our friends. Will you let them know that LD kindly wishes to take the bottle?" Arthur says, the lady shrugging and pointing at the dance floor. "They're right there if you want to ask." The lady says, their attention turning to the dancing girls.

I dip my hips, my eyes closed as I gently rock to the beat of the song playing- 'adore you' by Harry Styles. My body was hot, my cardigan off my shoulders and hanging on my elbows by my waist. Judas was facing me with the bottle in her hand, doing her own dance to the song a foot in front of me. I felt plenty of eyes on me- I had since we walked into the club, it was obvious people were eating me up. A few had approached and tried to coax us, but we ignored them or Judas scared them off with a cold glare. "We got company." Judas says as I feel a familiar set of hot hands lay on my shoulders, gently caressing me. I shiver lightly, pressing my body into the big, hot and thickly muscled body behind me. "Hey Kitten, I thought the doctor said no excessive movement?" Kuroo asks, his hands ghosting down my arms as I lightly grind against him. "Does this really seem like an 'excessive movement' to you? I could be full out dancing; this is me relaxing and enjoying myself." I say, Kuroo humming as his hands slide down to my hips- I feel a glare on me and I tense. "Judas, please take the bottle and get glaring mcfuck LD shit faced." I grumble, Judas snorting as she heads off the dance floor.

Kuroo spins me around, sucking in a sharp breath as he sees my outfit. "You've been dressed like this… the whole time?" Kuroo says, pulling me into his chest as I put my hands to his chest. "Judas picked it; don't worry, she's been defending me." I say, my eyes still closed as I dance against Kuroo. "Are you even wearing underwear?" Kuroo asks, the song ending as 'physical' starts playing. I slowly open my eyes as I look up at Kuroo, not saying anything. "Fuck." Kuroo groans, wrapping his arms around me as I feel his hard cock press against my belly button. "You're drunk, aren't you?" He whispers, my tongue darting over my bottom lip as I stare up at him. "Dance with me?" I ask, my voice sounding throaty as he grins. "I'd love to show you off." He chuckles, sliding his hands under my cardigan and cupping my ass. "Of course… I don't want anyone to see how sexy you are, especially since this is all you're wearing; you'll have to deal with me all over you." Kuroo says, making me giggle and slide my hands around his neck as he hunches down. "Don't lie… you just want to feel my body pressed up against yours." I purr as Kuroo chuckles softly, pulling me to dance and grind with him.

'Unlock it' plays and I spin around, cupping the back of his neck as I grind myself against him. Kuroo groans softly, placing his hand on my hips, though I bounce them to the beat of the song. He hisses softly, burying his head into my neck and taking a deep breath. I was a half foot shorter than him with these heels, though he didn't seem to mind the difference at all as he spreads his legs lightly, bending his knees lightly and bringing his cock right to my grinding hips. "Fucking hell… I want to fuck you right here, right now." Kuroo whispers in my ear, making me shiver as a bubbly laugh escapes me. "What's stopping you?" I giggle, Kuroo's grip on my hips tightening slightly. "Doctor orders, unfortunately. Otherwise I'd gladly show everyone here that you belong to me." Kuroo purrs into my ear, making me shiver as he gently kisses my neck. "Mm… we should stop here for now. I don't think I can resist much longer- maybe one of the others will have better luck." Kuroo says and I pout as he forces my hips to stop. "Come on, Kitten. I spy an american girl flirting with Suna. You should help him out." Kuroo says and I turn to the booth, automatically finding my friends sitting in one of the corner booths.

Arthur and Judas were sitting side by side, talking with each other and babying a glass of hennessy. Kozu was sitting across from them in the corner, tucked away and playing on his Switch. Suna was sitting next to Kozu, his eyes on me as he cradles a glass with the brown liquid in his hand. Sure enough there was a brunette hanging onto his arm, pressing into him and batting her eyelashes. He notices me looking, lazily sliding his arm around the girl's shoulder and seeming to give her a thrill. He raises an eyebrow at me, grinning mischievously as his eyes twinkle expectantly. Who am I to deny him a challenge? "Mm, let's go. He's challenging me to do something about it." I say, Kuroo chuckling as we both walk back over to the booth. Suna watches as we approach, taking a sip out of his glass- he was curious, I could see it in his eyes. I felt a little thrill, a little mischievous as we finally made it to the table. Kuroo takes a seat next to Judas as I slide my hands up, taking off my hoop earrings. "Hi, you can leave my man alone now." I say simply, seeming to catch the girl off guard as she looks up at me. "Your man?" She asks as I give the hoops out to Judas who puts them in her purse.

Suna looks between us curiously, not understanding what I was saying to the girl. "That's what I said." I say, crossing my arms and popping my hip out. "Isn't he your man? You were grinding all over him." The girl says, gesturing to Kuroo as I smile at her. "Oh yeah, he's my man too." I say, the girl tightening her grip on Suna. "Don't be stingy, bitch." The girl says snarkily- Judas opens her mouth but I lift a finger and she falls silent. I lean down, placing my elbows on the table and leaning inches away from the girl. "I don't think you understand what I said, dollface." I purr, leaning over to her ear and giggling softly. "They're both mine. All of them are; no matter how hard you try, they would never go anywhere with you because at the end of the day, they come and pump me full of their cum. I fucking love it, it's wonderful- the guy with his arm around your shoulder has fucked me so hard he put me in the hospital. If you think you can keep up with that… well, it doesn't matter because he doesn't want you anyway. Never has, never will." I whisper in her ear, pulling back as she opens her mouth, silent for a moment. "W-Well you don't know that!" She says and I snort, grinning down at her.

"I know for a fact that he hasn't paid attention to you, he's been ignoring your babbling and touching. He hasn't said a word to you, he hasn't even looked at you once- the only reason he's touching you is so I be possessive and claim him like he wants. It ain't gonna happen honey, it's just not- and I pity you if you think any different. You can't have him, you're incompatible- that dick in his pants? That's mine. If he spoke a lick of english he'd tell you that." I say simply, Arthur cackling as the girl presses her lips tightly together. "Well, which of them can I have?" She grumbles and I snort, raising an eyebrow at her. "Which part of all of them are mine did you not understand? Pretty sure his cum is still inside me, he wants to bend me over this table and pump me full of his cum, he would gladly join him- he likes to watch, he's weird like that. I wouldn't recommend even trying with him, he's mad freaky when it comes to sex. Oh, the guy you're clinging to absolutely loves it when I ride his cock. I mean, really, he can't get enough of it, he's thinking about it right now. If I told him that I would do it right here, right now, he'd pull his cock out and let me." I say, pointing through the boys as Arthur laughs maniacally.

"Bullshit; they don't even speak english, I bet you don't even know them." The girl hisses and I hum softly, Arthur setting his glass down. "Do it, I dare you- show her who's boss." Arthur cackles and I turn to Suna, smiling sweetly at him. "This chick doesn't believe that if I told you I would ride you right here, right now, you'd pull your cock out and let me." I say, Suna shifting and seeming taken off guard as Kozu lifts his gaze to me. "Should I prove her wrong or are you gonna tell her to fuck off?" I chime, Suna leaning back and grinning. He pulls his arm off of the girl, scooting back and patting his lap with a big mischievous grin. "Entertain me a bit more, Sunshine." Suna chuckles, the girl seeming surprised as I climb onto the table, crawling over and sliding into his lap. He hums happily, sliding his hands over my hips as he looks over my outfit. I lean forward, dipping my head into his neck and licking up his neck. "I'm not wearing underwear by the way, so…" I purr in his ear, Suna groaning as I turn to the girl who seems genuinely shocked. "Wanna watch? I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you keep your hands to yourself." I say, raising an eyebrow at her- she seems flabbergasted.

"Mm. She won't say if she wants us to keep going." I say, Suna sliding his hands down between us and unbuckling his belt. "I wouldn't mind showing her I belong to you anyway… Gotta follow the doctor's orders, though." Suna chuckles, the girl's eyes widening as Suna grinds his palm into his erection. "I don't know if you noticed, but I'm not wearing panties." I stage whisper, the girl's eyebrows furrowing tight as her jaw drops. "You really must want to watch." I chime, Suna's hand sliding into my skirt as her eyes bug out. Suna strokes my innermost thigh, caressing me with his hot fingers, making me tingle and eliciting a soft moan from me. Kozu reaches over, cupping the back of my neck and pulling me into a deep kiss. I close my eyes, humming happily as his soft tongue slides into my mouth, tangling with mine. Suna leans forward, gently licking and kissing my neck. "The bitch is frozen in shock or she's enjoying watching." Arthur snorts, Suna pulling my hips closer to him as he gently kisses along my collarbone. I slide my hand into Kozu's hair, tilting my head and lightly nipping his tongue. Kozu groans, setting down his switch down and leaning into the kiss, scooting closer.

"Fucking whore." The girl snarls in spanish and I pull away from the kiss, holding a hand to Judas as she moves- she stops, huffing angrily as I turn to the girl. "You don't gotta be salty, I know you're jealous you aren't me. I mean, they always choose me. You should really stop wasting your time, they don't give a shit about you. I don't even know why you bother at this point, give it up. It's me; I win, you lose. Why would they ever choose you?" I say in spanish, unable to help the bubbly laugh that escapes me as she presses her lips into a thin line. I feel a sharp sting on my cheek, the girl heaving with anger- she had slapped me. I roll my eyes, snorting and running my tongue over the inside of my cheek. "Is that the best you got? Pathetic." I say and she spits at me, getting up and storming away. I glare at her as she recedes, wiping the spit off my face with my sleeve. "Sunshine, you can't fight her." Suna says, grabbing my waist and holding me still. "Sik 'em." I snarl, snapping my finger and pointing at the girl. Judas hops onto the bench, taking one step on the table before leaping off and diving into the girl. They fall, Judas grabbing her hair and slamming her head into the ground with a crack.

"Don't disrespect my Queen and don't you fucking dare get your disgusting saliva on her ever again." Judas snarls as she stands up, kicking the girl in her stomach. "You get what you fucking deserve, dumb ass bitch!" Arthur laughs maniacally, raising his glass into the air as the girl writhes on the ground, clutching her stomach and bleeding nose. I whistle and Judas stops, leaning down. She grabs the girl's jaw, forcing her to open it and spitting inside before coming back. "Entertaining enough for you?" I say, feeling Suna throb between my legs as he chuckles softly. "Mm, it'll do." He says, nuzzling his head into my neck and taking a deep breath. "I'm curious what you said to her, though." Suna says as Kuroo slides off the bench, letting Judas back to her original position. "Dance with me and I'll tell you every word that was said." I say, sliding off of his lap and fixing my dress as he chuckles. "Let's go then." He says, fixing his belt and adjusting himself before he slides out of the booth. He wraps his arm around my shoulder, leading me out to the dance floor as 'company' plays. Suna wraps his arm around my waist and places his hand on my pelvis, dipping his head into my neck.

I lift my lips to his ear, whispering the words exchanged to him as I dance and grind with him. He grins, chuckling as he presses himself against me. "Oh yeah, I'm very much entertained. It's so hot that you told her all that, you even told her my dick belonged to you… that my cum might be inside you… that makes me want to put in a fresh load." Suna chuckles, making me giggle as I spin and softly push him away. He advances and I turn away, taking small steps away. He gets close and I bump my ass back into him, taking more dance like steps forward. Suna hums as he follows me, a big grin spreading on his face as we dance through the crowd. I spin, stepping into him and grinding my body into his as I hook my fingers in his belt loops. He groans softly, the both of us dancing as I don't let him in front of me other than when I turn and tease him. It was weird how in sync we were with our dance moves, almost like we were naturally made to dance with each other. We dance around, never too far from each other- I finally give in to him as he wraps his arm around my waist, leaning down and gently lifting my chin. I look up at him, giving him a mischievous smile as I wrap my arm around his neck.

"God, I love you so fucking much. How are you so damn perfect at everything you do?" He whispers, capturing my lips in a kiss as I explode in butterflies, my breath catching. I close my eyes, caressing his cheek as I fully press myself into him. I wonder if he could feel my pounding heart right now? His hand on my chin slid along my jaw, caressing my neck and finding my pulse- it stutters and he pulls me closer. He tilts his head, deepening the kiss as I lean up and nip his bottom lip. He groans softly, making me shiver- though I get a bad feeling, pausing as I notice a presence behind us. I spin us out of the way, hearing a loud thud as I turn in Suna's arms and look at the man behind us. The man flicks his hand out, turning to glare at me as he had punched some poor unsuspecting guy. "Nice dodge. I thought I had you there." He says and I lift my fingers to my mouth, whistling over the music. Suna seems confused as I put my arm out, keeping him behind me as I glare up at the guy. "What's the problem, sir? I didn't do anything, we haven't stepped on any toes." I ask, Suna setting his hands on my hips as he looks up at the man. The man turns to us, raising an eyebrow as he pops his knuckles.

"Pretty sure you broke my girlfriend's nose." The man says and I notice the girl from before clinging to the back of his shirt with a smug look on her face. "I didn't touch her." I say simply, the guy scoffing and spitting to the side. "You callin' my girl a liar? How'd she get hurt, then?" The guy snarls and I look him straight in the eyes, letting the dead calm take over. "I'm not saying she's lying, but it's obvious she's not telling the full truth. I didn't touch her, I never fight unless I'm provoked. She was all over my man, so I gave her a talk. Only talked, told her to leave my man alone and scram. She slapped me and spit on me- I didn't touch her. My friend however didn't take too kindly to her assaulting me and got the message across not to touch me." I say, the guy's jaw ticking to the side as he looked down at the girl. "She's lying, baby! She's lying." She says as she gave him doe eyes, acting innocent with a trembling bottom lip. "I have the slap mark to prove it, plus my friends would gladly tell you that I'm not lying. This guy is the one she was hanging on. He doesn't speak English, which is why she probably feels comfortable with just us." I say, the guy eyeing Suna and licking his teeth.

"Why the fuck is he looking at me like that?" He grumbles and I look up at Suna, seeing him giving the man a glare. "Well, if someone came up to you and tried punching you or your girl, wouldn't you be on edge?" I ask, noticing Arthur, Judas and the others coming from behind. "Tell him to stop looking at me like that before I bash his teeth in. Who does he think he is, flirting with my girl?" The guy snarls and I pin him with a glare, shaking my head. "Aren't you being unreasonable? I told you he doesn't speak english, there's no way he could flirt with your girl. He's just upset that you're making a scene when we were enjoying ourselves." I say, the guy turning his glare down to me. "I told you… to tell him… to stop looking at me like that... before I bash his teeth in. Do you want to see your pretty boys teeth bashed in?" The guy says, raising an eyebrow at me as I roll my eyes. "I'm not a fucking parrot, you're being ridiculous. We didn't do shit to you, we told your girl to fuck off and she decided to smack and spit on me. My friend defended me, we didn't do anything wrong. Suna, he might punch you if you keep glaring." I say, crossing my arms as I give the guy a cold glare.

"Punching your pretty boy's teeth in it is." The guy says, lifting his arm up and pulling it back. "Excuse me, sir~ if you do that, we'll have no choice but to kick your ass!" Arthur chimes from behind the man, drawing his attention as he looks behind himself. "Who are you? You're all just a bunch of little kids." The guy says, the girl seeming like a deer in the headlights as Judas gives her a sneering glare. "We're their friends! Your little girlfriend came and bothered our friend not so long ago, talking about how you got a little dick that can't satisfy. He couldn't understand, so our friend there told her to fuck off! Your girl got offended and smacked her, so our other friend, this one, beat her ass." Arthur chimes, gesturing to those he referred to- the guy tensed as the girl gave him a frown. "Baby, they're lying and it's hurting my feelings." She says fakely, looking up at him with baby doll eyes. "Why would we lie? Are all of us lying? You know this club has cameras, right? I've seen you flirting around here before, maybe we should check if this is your first time flirting." Judas says, gesturing around as the girl's eyes widen like a deer in headlights. The guy tensed, seeming angry as he turned to glare at Suna.

I push Suna out of the way just as he throws a punch at him, grabbing the guy's arm and using his momentum to throw him over my shoulder. The loud thud of him hitting the floor makes the crowd skitter back, turning to look with shock as I fix my cardigan. "Dude! What the fuck is wrong with you! Leave us alone! Take up your problems with your girlfriend's infidelity with her, in a reasonable way! You don't have to go attacking us just because you feel insecure about your tiny peewee or whatever she doesn't find satisfying about you, you're being very unreasonable and acting utterly ridiculous! Aren't you going to apologise to the poor guy you accidentally punched earlier?" I ask exasperatedly, throwing my hands in the air as the guy blinks- he was probably surprised that little ol' me sent him flying. "Jesus fuck, it's her fault for being unfaithful and trying to cheat on you with any guy that looks good." I sigh as Arthur laughs maniacally, pointing at the guy. "How's it feel to be put on your ass by a petite little girl? Hah? She'd beat your fucking ass you know, she practically already did kick your ass!" Arthur laughs, seeming to infuriate the guy as he scrambles to his feet, turning to me and snarling.

"Oh, shit. Arthur, shut up!" I squeak, the guy charging for me as I turn to run- the guy grabs my ponytail, yanking me back. I cry out in pain, hearing a loud crack, a harsh thud, then lots of stomping as my hair is let go. I turn back, seeing that Suna, Kuroo and Arthur were stomping and kicking the guy. "Get off my man!" The girl screeches as she dives forward, nails bared and ready to scratch. "Oh, now he's your man? What happened to 'he's so pathetic that you couldn't even look at him anymore'?" Judas says as she steps in her way, holding her back as Kozu comes to me, wrapping his arm around me. "Are you okay?" He asks softly and I nod as he gently caresses me, pulling me into his chest. "Come on guys, I think that's enough, don't you?" Kozu says, Arthur snarling as he gives the guy a harsh kick to the back of his head. "No, he hurt her!" Kuroo growls, stomping the guy on his back- Suna doesn't even say anything, just kicking the guy in his stomach. "Yeah, I know I'd want to hurt him just as much- but come on! Don't go overboard!" Kozu says exasperatedly as he strokes my back. "Guys… stop." I say, Judas grabbing Arthur and putting him into a headlock as he snarls.

"Please, stop. You're making a scene, people are getting uncomfortable." I say, Kuroo huffing as he pulls away, putting his arm on Suna's shoulder. Suna glares at the guy, giving him one good final kick before storming over to me. He leans down, gently caressing my shoulder before he looks me over. "You okay, Sunshine?" He asks and I nod, pressing my lips together. "He just pulled my hair… it's not as nice as when you guys do it." I say, making Kuroo laugh as he comes over and kisses my forehead. "You didn't overdo it when you threw him over your shoulder, did you?" Kuroo asks, gently stroking the back of my head as I shake my head. "I'm fine… well, I'm drunk enough not to care." I say, Kuroo humming- though I hear a loud snarl. "A little help, my Queen?" Judas grunts and I slide past the trio, seeing the girl was screeching, scratching at Arthur as Judas tries to keep him from diving back at the man. I walk over, pulling my arm back and giving Arthur a solid punch to his chin. He seems stunned, going limp in Judas's arms- I catch him as she lets him go, turning her focus to the scratching girl. "Go look after your man before I knock you out!" Judas says, shoving the girl away with a sneer.

She immediately comes at me as I lift Arthur's arm over my shoulder, holding his slumped body up. I huff, thinking over my options as she charges for me. "I got him, Kitten. You get her." Kuroo says, coming in front of us and scooping Arthur onto his shoulder. He steps to the side as I hop lightly, the girl charging for him now. I dash forward, diving into her and tumbling with her to the ground. I give her a harsh backhand slap, seeming to stun her as she blinks. "Hey! Calm your fucking tits, we're leaving. Look after your man, okay?!" I say, the girl slowly nodding as I huff, sliding off of her. I walk over to the guy passed out on the ground, putting my fingers to his pulse- still strong. "He's not dead, but you should probably get him to the hospital." I grumble as I pull away, the girl crawling over and sniffing. "Come on, let's get out of here." I mumble, Judas running back to the table to get our things as I storm to the exit. The trio follows me, Kuroo holding Arthur steady over his shoulder as we head outside. The sun was still in the sky, shining down with the barely cloudy sky though it was starting to fall. I take a deep breath, pulling my hair out of the two ponytails as I walk over to the parking lot and to the cars.