(Y/n) made her way to the inside of the main house, feeling great unease at whatever had given her shivers. As she did so, the dogs bounded along with her, though Masaru was pondering whether to bring his stick inside and risk a scolding or not. He decided on the latter, leaving it in a safe location where no one else would take it and scurried along after the (h/c) haired girl. Her bodyguards walked behind her, ensuring nothing would happen on their watch. Even still, they annoyed her to no end.

As the girl sat down in Yamato's room, since she didn't have one to herself, she saw black-hair in the corner, a familiar boy attempting to get something from the cupboard. He strained himself to do so since he was quite short, but eventually, he reached a small box and grabbed it, setting it down on the floor with a sigh. He then stretched his arms over his head and let out a yawn, picking the box up again and carrying it out of the room.

"Wait," (Y/n) said, grabbing lightly onto his shirt, "Are you alright? Don't you think you should rest a bit more? I can take this wherever it's supposed to go."

"I'm perfectly fine," Yusei chuckled, a large grin on his features, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"What? You were shaking and - "

"I said," the black-haired boy said, putting a terrifying emphasis on his words, "I'm perfectly fine."

The way he had spoken the words seemed forced, both on his part and in lodging the idea into the girl's mind as well, making her accept it and leave him be. As he left the room with the small box in his hands, he began to grin wider and skipped down the hall, supposedly back to Yamato's study. She was then left there on her lonesome, wondering what to do. She rocked back and forth on the bed, looking around for anything of interest, but at that point, it all looked the same to her.

The uniquely traditional scheme the room had with paper sliding doors for the entrance, bathroom, and closet were all perfectly kept in shape, white and black in appearance with crimson accents here and there. The walls were decorated in red and white flowers, spaced out and only connected by threads of red string painted across the smooth surface. The bed lay in the corner, the perfect size for two people and a few dogs to join them, a small table resting just next to it with the same red blossoming buds in a white vase.

Across the floor lay traditional tatami mats, a white couch resting on the other side of the room, placed beside the closet in the upper left portion of the room. The bathroom door lay just opposite of the door that led into the room from the hallway, with a luxury bath and shower, stocked with mostly feminine products. Besides shampoo, conditioner, shaving cream, a razor, and his preferred type of soap, those were the only things Yamato owned there, far surpassed by the ever-increasing number of beauty products he had gotten for (Y/n).

The closet itself was a large one, holding all sorts of kimonos for formal or casual wear and yukatas for the summer. Because Yamato's mother loved buying them for (Y/n), she now had more than Yamato, although she didn't think the brunette minded. Apparently, he had a separate closet with some of his lesser preferred kimonos, but the closet contained the select few he had thought looked the best on him and those he thought looked best on (Y/n).

Then there were the dog beds, all different shapes, sizes, and designs on them, uniquely made for the unique personalities and looks of the animals. Kiana, being viewed as a princess by Yamato, was largely spoiled in her toys and collars, and he would often go out to buy a new accessory for her. Her bed was pink with jewels and embroidered tiaras on them and it was very soft, quickly becoming her favorite place to nap.

On the other hand, Genkei, being one of the most aggressive of the dogs, had a red dog bed, large to allow him territory to defend against the other dogs, and plaid stripes on the soft parts. Daisuke, the most docile of the dogs, had a black and white bed with spots and was in the shape of a heart, taking up less space the way he liked it. Raiden, the most prideful of the dogs, was granted his own dog house in the room, accompanied with his bed inside of his private area, medium-sized and firm as he preferred it.

Last, but not least, the most protective, Masaru, though he preferred to sleep with Yamato and (Y/n), had his bed beside Kiana's, having dragged it there himself. It was a golden color with black and white stripes along its sides, being soft and comfortable. Still, he far preferred laying with his master and mistress, wanting to ensure that they had protection from him should the need arise. He was the leader of the dogs, though he and Raiden often had spats about it. Unlike the other dogs that preferred to run around outside, he liked to reside wherever Yamato was, unless he was busy, in which case, he scampered along after (Y/n) or Kiana.

(Y/n) let out a little sigh as Genkei rolled over on his stomach, begging to be pet with affection. She began to do as he wanted, rubbing his belly while he barked happily, sticking his tongue out as well. As she heard footsteps approaching the door, she turned her head to see Rue peeking around the doorframe. She was immediately confronted with the bodyguards, and sent Genkei, Masaru, and Raiden into a fit of barking, growling, and howling at her to leave the area, thinking her a threat.

"Calm down," (Y/n) said, putting her hand on Genkei's head, making him protest with a whine, "She's more scared of you than you are of her."

Once more Genkei whined, trying to put distance between the unknown platinum-haired woman and his master's mistress. As (Y/n) told them to move, the bodyguards exchanged small looks with one another, Rue made her way through, making them harshly grab her wrists and pin them above her head. Raiden let out a little scoff and put his head back down in his little dog house, thinking the situation sufficiently defused.

"She's a friend," the (h/c) haired girl said with a tinge of anger in her voice, "There's no need to be harsh with her. I'm sure she's only here because Yusei and Yamato are busy."

"Miss," one of the bodyguards said, taking a dagger from Rue's thigh, "She carried a weapon and could have intended to cause you harm. I'll have to take her to the young master."

"Chill!" Rue scoffed, "The ten-year-old gave it to me! He said the seal on it would make me a temporary guest!"

(Y/n) resisted the urge to chuckle at her nickname for Yusei, but she watched as the bodyguards hesitantly inspected the weapon. They didn't seem to believe her, making her roll her eyes as she was pulled up to stand on her feet, her hands and arms still restrained by the much larger men. As they moved to take her out of the room, Yusei walked past and stuck out his tongue at Rue, giving her a small and playful wink.

"Little brat!" she laughed, "You're not gonna help me here?"

"Oh, but I'm only a wittle boy," the black-haired male responded, putting on his best puppy dog eyes, "What can I possibly do for a woman like you, Miss? I'm not a big boy yet, so I think you should wait for someone bigger than me."

"Fine, fine, you win," Rue scoffed, a small smirk spreading from cheek to cheek, "You're not a kid, I get it."

When the platinum-haired woman conceded, Yusei let a wide smirk grace his features and he snapped his fingers, making the bodyguards reluctantly release her. He then took the dagger from the men and replaced it with an envelope, handing it to Rue and giving her a wink. (Y/n) could swear she saw a hint of pink on her cheeks as he did so. The boy then began to walk off with a large wave to the group.

"Stay out of trouble, Miss," Yusei snickered.

As Rue waved back with a confident air about her, she sat down on the bed beside (Y/n) and began to open the letter, pulling out a document and a small wooden carving. It was circular in shape and had nothing on it except for the letters 'Y.I.N'. The bodyguards looked at it and then attempted to find Yusei, only to see him long gone. They then let out small scoffs as they looked at Rue and resumed standing guard by the door.

"This letter," Rue started, skimming over the words, "What does it say?"

"Huh? Don't you know how to read?" (Y/n) asked, surprised at her confusion, earning a nonverbal "no" from her, "Oh, well, let's see. It says you have permission to go to certain rooms. And as for that circle, its Yusei's initials. I guess if you show it to someone, they'll know to trust your presence here?"

"What are his initials?" Rue asked, oddly interested in them, "Or, rather, what do they stand for?"

"Yusei Ido Nagahama."

The guards then watched over the girls as they began to chat about any and everything they could think about, trying to pass the time. The topics ranged from swords to strawberry cake. It was nice for (Y/n) to have someone else to talk to, someone that she could talk to without worrying about Yamato getting upset.

Of course, the yakuza heir had introduced her to several of his female members, hoping she could make a connection with them and have female friends to look after her when he was busy. This was especially because he became easily jealous when she was near the male members, typically excluding Yusei. However, it always ended up that (Y/n) was put before the others and they weren't so much as friends with her as she was a princess and they were knights. It always ended in them feeling as though they had to protect her or agree with everything she said. So it became terribly lonely.

"Hey ladies," Yusei said, peeping through the door, "Dinner will be ready soon, but in the meantime, a special someone is visiting. She really wants to meet you, (Y/n), so if you wouldn't mind, please come along with me. You can join too, Miss."

Rue's eyebrow twitched. Their relationship seemed to always be fighting for something and though they hadn't known one another long, they seemed to take enjoyment in the other's company. That being said, they seemed at one another's throats, calling one another nicknames designed to annoy them, hence the "miss" and "ten-year-old". The platinum-haired girl rose from the bed and began to ruffle the black-haired boy's head, taunting him for indirectly calling her old as they walked to their destination.

It wasn't long, only a turns down the hall and as the guards opened the door, (Y/n) was greeted to the sight of a gorgeous young woman around Rue's age. She had long, flowing black hair, dyed in most certain places with every color imaginable, making for an interesting appearance. She also had vibrant green eyes and a slightly slender figure although she had a large chest. She wore jean shorts and a white tank top with a puffy pink and black jacket hanging off her shoulders.

"Now, come on, boys and girls, let me hear the noise!" she cheered as she lifted up a full glass of wine, prompting the members before her to do the same, the room screaming and chanting her name, whistles thrown in there, "Now, now, boys, control yourselves. I'm not serving dessert yet."

Many male members began to whistle and clamor for her attention, some banging their empty cups on the table. They seemed to be enthralled with her appearance and her confident personality, whooping, and cheering loudly. The unknown female then placed her elbow on Yamato's head as if he was an armrest. He was visibly angered by this, cursing and yelling at her while she laughed.

"Huh? Sorry, Yam-Yam, can't hear your bitching," the woman said, putting her hands on her hips, "Speak louder, can you?"

"I'll fucking kill you, Amaryllis!" the brunette said, his anger boiling over as he threw a plate at her, only missing by a few inches.

"Hah?" she scoffed, flipping her long hair back, "Wanna call me that again, Yam-Yam?"

At this, she became quiet, noticing the yakuza heir's gaze at the entrance to the dining hall. Her eyes then lit up and she dropped her drink into Yamato's hands, making him throw it after her, still missing. The girl looked over the group, sticking her hip out as she looked at everyone, humming as she looked over at Yusei. The black-haired boy attempted to sneak away, trying to be as quiet and unnoticeable as possible, but was only turned around and pulled into a large and unforgiving hug by the older girl. As she did so, the boy looked like he was going to throw up, his right eyebrow twitching occasionally.

"Aw, Yu," she said, gazing down at him, "I bet you missed me. I'll let you have the first taste of me tonight."

"Creep!" the boy said, trying to push himself away from her, "Get your giant breasts out of my face! I swear!"

"Oh, Yu, you can touch them if you want," she chuckled, winking at him, "Tehee."

At this, Yusei slipped out of her grasp and rushed over to Yamato, hiding behind the brunette as the older male calmed him down all while glaring at the woman he'd just thrown a glass at. She then turned to (Y/n) and let out a large shriek as she threw her arms around the younger girl, dragging her to the table at the front of the room, sitting her down beside Yamato. She then looked at one, then the other, before grabbing the backs of their heads and pushing them together, intending to make them kiss.

"Lis!" the brunette said, pushing her away and bringing (Y/n) to him, comforting her now as he pet Yusei's head, "That's enough! I didn't say you could touch her!"

"Oh, it's all good," the woman chuckled, "I just wanted a show."

"Fuck off!" Yamato growled, protectively holding the (h/c) haired girl.

At this point, Rue had made her way over to Yusei, trying to comfort him as he mumbled something about trauma. She chuckled at his behavior, finding him even more childish, but didn't mind it either. As this took place, "Amaryllis" watched closely, pouting as she poked at the black-haired boy's cheeks.

"Oh, Yu! I'm so jealous! Did you finally man up and get a girlfriend? And it's her?" she said, looking closer at Rue before a surprised expression came over her face, "Hey, hey, she's part of the Gensai!"

Upon the mention of the rival group, most of the members stood up from their chairs in rage and began to look at the girl that Amaryllis had claimed was part of the Gensai. At once, Yusei snapped out of it and put his arms defensively up, scowling at the others looking at Rue like she was a bug they wanted to crush. Yamato reacted much differently, pulling on the woman's multi-colored hair before scolding her for saying something so ridiculous. This did not stop the relentless glares of the members. Only when Yamato's mother clapped her hands did they reluctantly bow and sit back down.

"We don't need violence," she said, rather happily, "I promise everything is perfectly fine. This girl is under our control. If I learn that anyone harmed her, there will be serious consequences. Now then, let's continue our celebration!"

At this, many members eased their tense postures, but some continued to let their glares linger on Rue, feeling hatred towards her. True, there was a large desire of most members to inflict revenge on the Gensai Group, especially after what happened to Yusei a while back. While they were warned against it by Yamato's mother, and most adhered to her order out of respect, there still lingered feelings of hostility towards members of the Gensai.

"You're such a motherfucking dumbass!" Yamato growled, placing (Y/n) into his lap as he pulled at Amaryllis' hair, "The fuck you say that for?!"

"Well, it's true!" the woman said, fighting against him with a pout, "She is! I had a threesome with her and Sora once. She was his favorite, too! Did you steal her?! You're gonna be in big trouble with him! You should give her back right now!"

"The fuck have you been doing with that bastard?! Are you looking to die?! I'm surprised you made it out of their territory in one place!"

"But he was so sexy!" she said, earning another harsh tug from the brunette.

Yamato growled at the girl before letting her go and using that hand to hug around (Y/n) more affectionately, nuzzling himself against her as he let out a sigh. Somehow, she helped him to relax and dissolve all of his anger, so he continued to nuzzle her and think of her, clearing the rage he felt at Amaryllis. He then kissed the back of (Y/n)'s head, thanking her for calming him down. But she turned around and looked at the brunette with an intensely determined expression. She didn't want to be hidden from anything anymore.

"Who is she?" the (h/c) haired girl asked, pointing to Amaryllis, earning a confused look from both Yamato and her.