Play House

Your POV:

It has been a while now.

The grand ball has been a major success for the Wolves.

The Wolves is Daisuke's mafia group, which includes Paris as one of the advisers and vice-chair. They successfully infiltrated the grand ball and with the help of Rin assassinated the ruling mafia faction.

Exhausted from all the drama and intense scenes of the past adventure, you have decided to return to the Isle where everything was once again serene, beautiful, and peaceful.

But you miss them, the cyber characters you have interacted with in the past few days.

You wonder what is in store for you as you once again opened your clinic which was just steps away from the open ocean.

You stared longingly at the waves crashing down the cliff.

You think of him.

His eyes that speak to your heart.

His voice that makes your heart melt.

His lips... that promise eternity.

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Rin Saito's POV:

I have not seen her since that night at the tower.

I still recall how hurt I was when I saw her and Paris holding each other's hands.

I wanted to kill Paris right then and there.

But I know that I have no right to do so.

I may have claimed her in my mind. But she is not mine to claim.

I am, after all, an assassin.

Devoid of emotions. Certainly not of romantic ones.

I miss her though, her face that looks so innocent and full of hope.

I miss her voice, the melodious sound that keeps me awake even in my dreams.

I miss being with her, her scent when I 'happen' to be near her.

I even miss looking at her while she sleeps.

The days of her inside the mansion, I treasure each and every one of them.

Perhaps, for that reason.

I am now aboard a ship, going to exactly where she is.

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Paris Le’blanc's POV:

Holding her in my arms, I can easily get used to that.

I miss her.

Holding her.

Telling her in my own way that she is mine.

That night at the tower when I held her while we watched Rin walk away.

Surely, that is a sign that I have won.

Or that the war is almost over.

For that is perhaps what we have.

A war between me and Rin.

And perhaps even with Daisuke.

I have no trouble being at war with Daisuke.

But hating Rin is something I cannot do.

Though he refuses to admit it, he is a comrade. A friend, a person I can rely on.

In this world, where I am always looking for someone stronger to fight with, it is he that I have no desire of defeating.

Perhaps I respect him, the person that he is.

I knew him more than his own family will ever know of him.

He reflects the intensity I wish that I had.

But she is here now.

I don't intend to lose to him.

Not when the price is so much more important than anything.

Has she been just a challenge, the way dating others was?

Or was I learning to feel something deeper than desire?

Was she perhaps the missing part of me that no deathmatch can ever fill?

She is a mystery I have yet to explore.

Therefore, I have to make her mine.

I looked at the corpse of my recent match in the Dragon's Lair, the most unforgiving battle arena known to man, where I had just been anointed as the reigning champion.

I silently walked away, as I was once again announced the winner of the fight.

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Daisuke Kane's POV:

I have lost all hope in humanity.

For how can the bud of hope ever spring from someone abandoned in the midst of the whispering forest?

Left to die as an infant, I have never felt how it was to belong to someone until I founded the mafia extremist now known as Wolves.

I was not given a name, so the name I now use is something I have stolen from the first person I have killed. The slave master who took advantage of a member of the Wolves.

Alas, I was too late to save her; she died and wilted in my arms. Another reminder that I need to be the strongest so that I can take everything I wanted, and so that no one can take away what is precious to me.

The Wolves is the family I have formed. I have claimed it as mine and have branded it as the most important thing of all.

I have risen from the depths of hell; that is how every person working in the underworld referred to me at least. I am the wolf and the wolf is me.

The leader of the most reckless, most ambitious mafia group who has now risen to the top of the nasty food chain which fed on human suffering.

Can I be blamed when life taught me that everyone has to fight for himself?

Members of the Wolves consist of persons without a family, at least not with a functional one.

The society had blessed us with this deficiency, allowing us to bond over something others will certainly find depressing.

But this is what allowed us to be a family. A siblinghood with several other lost souls.

We were focused on getting more treasures for ourselves.

How can we do otherwise when we were taught by experience that it is a dog-eat-dog world?

I have always been just focused on the group. They were my identity. And I was theirs.

But now that we have disposed of the reigning mafia group we are now being hunted down by the group's supporters and are being attacked left, right, and center.

Hence, I ordered the group to disperse, for now, to lay low until we can finally reconvene.

A temporary respite from the usual group activity that is murder.

To combat the boredom I know I will be sure to experience, I find myself knocking at the front of her door.

I found her, my diversion.

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Your POV:

You heard some knocks coming from the front porch.

You readied a smile for whoever was behind that door.

The smile faded and was replaced by a shocked expression as your eyes widened in surprise.

"Daisuke, Paris, and Rin. What are you all doing here?"

"We're here to court you," Paris said with a playful smile on his face.

"Come inside and explain that joke to me," you said and motioned your hand for them to enter your house.

"It wasn't a joke on my part," Paris assured.

"But I don't have any idea as to the motive of these two." Paris's smile vanished and was replaced with a frown.

"Actually, my intention is the same." Daisuke looked at you with a very sincere expression on his face.

"Well, I don't see any reason why you guys should court me. I am just a nobody," you exclaimed in disbelief.

"Perhaps you are blind?" Rin finally spoke.

"Huh?" You looked at him and waited for an explanation.

Still, he didn't provide you with one.

"What do you need, Rin?"

"I want to go on a vacation, and you said you owe me for the vacation you had at the mansion."

"You want to stay here?" You were shocked, nearly speechless.

"What a wonderful idea, I would like to invite myself to stay here, too," Paris said in his theatrical voice.

"Oh no, even you, Paris?"

"Then, can I also have the pleasure of staying with you and helping you out in this house?" Daisuke spoke, and you nearly fainted.

"All of you want to stay here?"

"But this place is so small. And I also use this place as my clinic. How will we ever fit?"

"Don't worry about us, we can manage." Daisuke gave you an assuring smile.