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chapter 1 | unfinished business

As the full moon's light filtered into your high-rise condo, you tossed and turned, crumpling up the sheets as they tightened around your body, practically rendering you immobile. You sigh loudly and roughly pull the sheets off of you and sit up in your bed, instantly regretting it as the cold attacks your body, sending immediate shivers down your spine. You glance at your phone.

23:03

"Damn it Kita," you thought. Your twin brother, Kita Shinsuke and you were complete opposites, despite coming from the same womb. You liked dogs, he liked cats. You preferred onigiri, he favored yakisoba. He stayed up all night, you were an early bird. You're always prone to be cold, he despises too much heat. It always amazed you and your friends how well you two got along despite it all.

Slipping on some fuzzy socks and a sweater, you dragged yourself to the living area and spot Kita, who was intently staring at his computer screen, typing away at something.

"Probably confirming details for tomorrow's race," you assumed. He suddenly stops and turns in the swivel chair to face you.

"Can't sleep either?" he asks. Your eyes widen.

"Wait, you actually haven't been up this whole time?"

It was very rare that Kita would actually try to sleep. Normally, he would fall asleep at the computer and you would have to gently shake him awake or at least guide him to the futon for him to sleep on if he was too lazy to go to his room across the hall from yours. He shakes his head.

"I'm nervous about the race tomorrow," he states plainly.

That's right. It's been three months since he's been on the road. Being the leader of the top mafia in Yokohama has taken a toll and despite your brother's protests, you and a couple of his most trusted men allowed you take control for a while until things settled down about your mother's sudden death. After Kita somehow convinced you that he was truly fine, you caught him up on what was recent and any future business. You put your curls in as good of a bun that you can manage and take a seat next to him.

"That's obvious isn't it? I mean, you haven't even attempted to at least practice in The Backwoods with the abandoned parking structure. Of course you're going to go into this as practically a newbie," you stated matter-of-factly.

"Whatever," he mutters. You sigh and attempt to get up from your seat, but before you can, Kita grabs your wrist gently. You turn back around and roll your eyes.

"And no, I don't think Sketch should race tomorrow. Atsumu got into a small scuffle with Blue Devil at the ports during a weapons deal a few days ago. You and I both know how much the Miyas love to race with each other."

"Seriously?" Kita asks. You nod your head. He runs a hand through his hair in frustration. "Did it cost us anything?" You shake your head and he lets out a relieved sigh. "Sometimes, I don't know what to do with him, I swear." You chuckle softly and push away from the counter, yawning.

"You should actually sleep if you actually plan on winning tomorrow Kita... and not on MY futon this time," you say sternly.

"And here I thought I was supposed to be the older twin..." Kita mumbles under his breath, while closing his laptop and shoving it under his arm.

"Night y/n," he calls from the door, but of course, you don't hear him cause already crashed on your bed. Kita chuckles to himself before quietly closing the door.

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10:37 (the next day)

"Here ya go, Kozume," you say as you tap him on the shoulder. He pushes his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose and gives you a slight smile. You tenderly hand him the gaming controller that your rapid prototyping fabrication team whipped up in the last 3 hours.

"Thanks. You and your team are honestly miracle workers," he says while carefully holding it, careful not to let it break.

A huge grin spreads on your face. "Well, there is a reason I'm your CTO, right?" you say.

"I suppose you have a point," Kenma responds. He opens the door to the conference room. "You should probably sit in on this meeting, Cosmos," he says in a hushed tone.

"Kenma— there better be a good explanation of why you're using my alias at work," you say through clenched teeth.

"Oh there definitely is," a deep voice says from behind you. You turn around and come face to face with him.

"Kuroo. That red streak in your hair is looking as crimson as ever," you joke.

"That's kind of the whole point," he says sarcastically. You of course knew this, seeing that you gave him the fitting nickname of Redler as a joke when you first met him as a mechanic apprentice. You didn't however, take into account that the entirety of Japan's underground would call him that. Now, as Inarizaki's lead mechanic 3 years later, it kind of grew on him, but you don't hesitate to tease him every once in a while.

"If anything, he should be thanking me," you thought. Apparently according to Kenma, he's even more popular with the women with that as his style.

"Oh don't get him too worked up. He's still pretty sour from last night's bet," Kita comes up from behind him, bagel in one hand, matcha green tea in the other, and a Manila folder wedged between his fingers. He hands you the tea.

"I don't even want to know what the bet even was," you say, annoyed. All 4 of you take a seat at the mahogany table and Kenma presses a remote to close all the blinds and sets the prototype controller on a nearby side table.

"Don't worry, all the cameras and mics are off in here. I came in early to do that. And yes this is the special soundproof room, we can hear outside but no one can hear inside," Kenma says to your brother before he even asks. Kita nods. The door swings open, causing you to slightly jump in your seat.

"Sorry we're late. Iwa-chan sucks at asking for directions," Tooru says as he takes a seat to your left.

Kenma scrunches his nose in confusion. "Wait, how do you miss a whole high-rise buildi—, you know what? Nevermind."

"You were literally asking every person who we came in contact with where the building was, so don't even try to play the victim here, Oikawa," Iwaizumi argues.

"Okay, that makes sense now," Kenma mutters.

Kita cleared his throat and slams the folder on the table. The guys' eyes darted directly to the tan-colored folder and you could've sworn you heard Oikawa take in a sharp breath. There were very rare times when you were truly frightened and even though you knew without a doubt that none of these men would harm you, something seemed off-putting with the way everyone was so...intense. And why you were sitting in on this meeting with 3 of the 4 top mafia leaders and their right hands when they should technically be at their day jobs completely baffled your mind.

"Two words. Terushima and Johzenji," Kita says through clenched teeth.

"What are these bastards up to this time? I swear it literally feels like yesterday we busted a couple of them for screwing with our cigar shipment," Kuroo says.

"They what?!?!" Oikawa exclaims. "Why was I not informed of this?"

"Spectre has a point," Haijime comments.

"I am very aware of that, Iwa, but that scenario was a bit...time sensitive... therefore, by the time I mentioned to Redler about it all to report back to you two, I received some...letters..." he says ominously. He rummages through a couple of them to finally reach the one he needs.

Your heartbeat thumped loudly, as if it were right against your ear. Letters? Scenarios ranging from the minuscule to outrageous rattled within your mind. You barely noticed the parchment burned on the corners that Kita slipped to you from his left. Your body immediately went ridged when you read the words to yourself.

We know she's alive. We're coming for her.

-X

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