CHAPTER 1~

The day was calm and sunny, people were roaming about enjoying the weather, and the relaxing atmosphere. A quiet cafe sits between two small parks, one littered with life and kids running around. The other swarmed with vehicles, amongst the cars, a neon green Yamaha swarmed with pink swear vandalism and a shattered windshield, and mangled side mirror. Belonging to the 6 '2 white haired woman, with caramel skin, and a Frosty stare, Shoya Masadura. The woman patiently waits at her bike as the time passes by. As the time struck, 10:30 she began her way into the cafe,

"Table for one miss?" the smaller woman asked as she gazed admiringly up at Shoya. The leather jacket and white t-shirt combo only added to the very dominant scent she emitted.

A female Alpha was a rarity as well as a sexual fantasy for most, especially to the more feminine sex.

"Uh, no, table for two, I'm meeting someone." Shoya spoke, her voice slightly deeper than any female. The hostess nodded and escorted Shoya to a small table tucked in a corner of the cafe.

"I'll be right back with the menus". As she walked away Shoya could see her gossiping to her coworkers about Shoya being in the cafe. Being as popular as she was amongst the younger crowds, and gaming community, Shoya got recognized more and more each day. Shortly, the hostess returned with two menus and a gifted cookie platter with a small note.

"I love your streams, and I follow all your channels.

You should totally call me; we have a lot in common... ;*

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The waitress with the red hair

Shoya looked up slightly at the group of fangirling waitresses. Among them was a redheaded woman with a small waist and a surprisingly large backside. Being the flirt Shoya is, she waved and winked at the waitress, making it obvious that she put the note in her pocket. She was more than likely never going to use it, but 'no harm no foul in a little open flirting'.

A few moments pass as Shoya indulges in the sweets in front of her, and a couple walks into the cafe. The woman, Nakira Masadura, is roughly 5'7, with beautiful dark skin. Hair as white as snow that flew down her back in tight kinky curls, wore a simple lavender sundress that flaunted her detailed tattoos prominently, paired with some dark purple platform boots. Accented, with silver accessories. Following behind her, was a much taller fair skinned, blonde man. Kenneth Masadura. Standing confidently at 6 foot 4, with a shaven mullet braided back out of his face, displaying his family crest that was tattooed on the side of his head. Matching his wife with his dark purple sweater and matching silver chains, they both walked into the cafe scoping the area for their daughter.

Walking up to a slim white haired woman's table, "Oh how we've missed you!" Nakira spoke fluent French as she swooped Shoya, her daughter, into a hug. Holding onto her tightly sensing the young woman would be upset by the surprise visit of her estranged father.

"Hello Shoya, how have you been?" Ken asked in his wife's native language, a habit he picked up from being in the country for so long. The hostess followed with an extra chair for the man. His presence, too intimidating for him to just be standing around.

The man and his daughter never had a true familial connection. Ken unfortunately favored his son, Dior. Ever since the two were children, Shoya was always painfully aware of this favoritism.

" Hey mom, missed you too." Shoya greeted her mother, cutting her eyes and completely ignoring the latter. Ken didn't pay it any mind, being used to the open disrespect from his daughter..the man always assumed she would turn out Beta, not believing that he could bear an Omega child or let alone an Alphian Girl. However, against his beliefs and with the help of Nakira's ancestors, Ken Masadura became the father of one Omegan boy and one Alphian girl, in that order. Ken wasn't pleased with the sexes but was ecstatic to be a father. Especially of a first born boy whose facial features favored himself, Dior Masadura. Someone he assumed would carry on the family name.

"Cut it out, Shoya. We come bearing gifts." Nakira smiled brightly at her husband as he pulled her seat out, they sat by the window looking over the menu.

" Gifts?- No, I don't need anything, I make more than enough to support myself now.." Shoya briefly looked at her father who was watching his daughter express her independence so freely. The young Woman was very successful for her age, already being one of the Top influencers of Japan, she felt as if she didn't need 'handouts', from her father specifically, anymore.

"I don't need any gifts.." Shoya finished off quietly as the Hostess made her way back to the table with Shoya's coffee.

"The waitress will be here soon to take your order", and like clockwork the redheaded waitress came to take their orders.

"Welcome! Ma'am, Sir, what may I start you off with?" the small waitress spoke slightly ignoring Shoya to ease any flirtatious looks, Nakira smiled brightly, identifying this as her moment to speak her best Japanese.

"I'll have the eggs benedict and a glass of red wine please." she spoke proudly, surprisingly to the waitress.

"I'll have the same" Ken agreed, setting the menus at the end of the table. The waitress collected the menus and gave Shoya a small wink as she walked away. Shoya chuckled a m=bit but overall ignored the gesture.

Being a French Japanese family, it was crucial that they were able to speak to both Ken's relatives and Nakira's before marriage and the birth of their children.

"Oh please missy, we saw your bike out there..why do you keep getting yourself into situations like that? It can't be good for your image." Nakira mumbled as she reached into her purse. Shoya's Yamaha had been vandalized with spray paint by her ex, Himiniko, Toga. to even call the two a couple in the first place would be an exaggeration. Himiniko, kid sister of Shoya's long time gaming friend Tomura Himiniko. And has had a serial crush on Shoya since they first met at a meet and greet hosted by Tomura. All it took was one night out and one too many drinks for Shoya to offer some special time with Toga..and that night goes on a list of things Shoya regrets doing.

" Your father thought it was a good idea to give you a car seeing how your bike is trashed and your accounts are all frozen. And what grown 23-year-old doesn't have a car". Nakira pulled out a black credit card, and a car key, sliding them towards Shoya. She looked down at the card, Ruyugji Family is what was printed on it.

"There are a lot of people my age that don't have cars, Maman. And there's no way in hell I'm using this, I'll look like some trust fund kid". The card presented was in fact the family card, connected to the family accounts. Simply putting all Shoya's transactions on display to her father and his accountants. Something she never liked; she wasn't one to buy risqué stuff on a regular basis, but she was definitely the spoiling type. The occasional gift of lingerie or a fancy dress was to be expected while dating Shoya. She just didn't want her mother to nag her about 'gold diggers', in reality Shoya understands she hasn't met the one yet but having fun never hurt anyone..just her bikes.

"Oh please, no one will even care. Plus this way you won't have to worry, please just take it." Nakira begged, she secretly wanted to have some kind of hand in her daughter's life, she didnt care if it came in the form of sending her money or calling her early in the morning to check in.

"Shoya we both know your mother won't quit. Just take the damn card" Ken rolled his eyes as the waitress returned, he gave a slight thank you and they all started to eat.

"..thank you" Shoya mumbled as she ate another cookie. Nakira smiled brightly and looked at Ken to see if he was listening to his daughter, but seemingly he was too focused on his food to acknowledge the appreciation. Unfortunately, the two, Shoya and Ken never created any bond. Unlike their eldest, who followed in Ken's foot steps.So seeing something as simple as Shoya thanking her father for the simplest things always made Nakira smile.

" On a lighter note..Do you have any one we should know about?" Nakira edged on in hopes her daughter would admit to any secret lover, earning a snicker from Shoya..and the attention of Ken.

"No-I don't have a boyfriend if that's what you're asking" Shoya rolled her eyes, Her mother always advocated for Shoya to go the traditional Heterosexual coupling, she was a superfan for Keigo when he was in the picture..little did she know Shoya and him were only into sleeping together nothing much more than that.

"What about a girlfriend?" Ken asked, the man was mostly absent in the young woman's life but he always had a hunch that she liked girls, even as a young child Shoya just seemed a bit more butch than her older brother.

"..no, well- Himiniko did that to my bike." Shoya shrugged, taking a sip of her coffee. Causing her mother to sigh and her father to laugh. Toga is crazy, anyone can admit to that but something about that crazy short blonde drove Shoya crazy..every time they break it off for one reason or another, she seems to find her way back to Shoya's place.

"Jesus Shoya, I thought you got a restraining order against that psycho, '' Nakira argued. This wasn't the first time they heard of Miss Toga terrorizing their daughter. Truth be told Shoya never said she didn't like it.. It just gets boring sometimes, often Shoya wonders what it would be like to be with someone more calm, timid almost. A 'normal' relationship, she often fantasized about.

"Got yourself a fatal attraction?" Ken obnoxiously laughed, as he clasped his hands together, He knew very little of his daughters personal life but something in him told him he had a player for a kid. It also helped when Dior would snoop on his sibling for his father when they were in high school.

"You haven't gotten that red head to handle her yet?" Shoya's father always had a soft spot for Itsuka Kendo, no matter how toxic her relationship was with Shoya.. He was a Itsuka stan. Unfortunately, he never saw the true Itsuka, like Shoya had.

"God no- she did it once and I felt like she had too much fun" Shoya admitted, Itsuka is fun to have around, but she's controlling, aggressive, and overbearing. At first those were all things Shoya didn't see as a red flag, they merely added a spice factor in her eyes.

"Well duh, she's a natural redhead. Most of them have that wild side" he said nonchalantly, as he ate. Nakira sat uneasy with the thought of that blonde psychopath stalking her only daughter, yes Shoya is an Alpha and can very much handle herself, but Nakira never put it past Toga to do something outlandish, or even borderline psychotic...Nakira sat her mind racing of 'what if's'. Without any further thought she blurted out-

"Do you think Tsukishima can move here and stay with her until Toga is out of the picture?" Nakira asked her husband, seeing as Tsukishima is his newest recruit and 'babysitting' gigs were the tall blondes favorite, low maintenance he sees it. The older male looked down at his watch then shot a text message before responding verbally, Shoya's look of snarkiness turned to one that was shocked by what just spewed out her mother's mouth.

"Wha-yo, I don't need a babysitter." Shoya's voice was absolute in its wording; she didn't want some random dude following her around watching her every move, like a lost puppy.

"Would you prefer Sakura?" Nakira asked slyly, knowing Shoya would absolutely detest having her first lover around. Sakura Haruno, Shoya's first real girlfriend, also a sergeant under Ken's command. Shoya rolled her eyes at what she presumed as a horrid joke,

"God no-I don't want anyone- mom I'm fine" her pleas were being heard but nonetheless they went unacknowledged.

"Yeah Kei can be here in a few days" Ken mentioned. Bringing a smile to his wife's face and a smirk to his as he caressed her cheek. He would do anything to see that smile. He gave her a slight kiss on the cheek before turning back to his food.

"So I get no say in this...at all? It's my apartment. What if I don't want him to stay with me" Shoya barked across the table, her temper now becoming more erratic.

"Calm down. And no one said he absolutely had to stay with you." Ken barked back. Despite their difficult relationship, Shoya knew he was Alpha of their family and not to step too far out of line. Nakira sat quietly, while the two brewed anger at each other..

"Shoya ,please.." Nakira reached across the table and set her hand on her daughters, stroking it with her thumb.

"Just for a month, for me please?" She looked straight into her daughter's darkening eyes, and with gritted teeth Shoya agreed. The air between the two hotheads calmed and they finished off their food. Being the peace between these two was something Nakira didn't particularly enjoy but she wouldn't trade it for anything else.

" Do you have any other plans in Japan or was it just to control my life some more?" Shoya's snarky remark did not go unnoticed as her father gave her a swift slap to the back of the head, as they walked back to Shoya's bike. Her mom stayed back to pay the tab and tip since Ken was an awful tipper. Leaving Shoya and her father a little ways ahead,

" no. Your mother just wished to see you and Dior but you don't call as much and she gets worried. I'm sure you know that." he mentioned, Shoya's snarky face changed to a bit more guilty...She hadn't noticed she stopped so much. She used to call her mom almost every day, a text at least once...but now she couldn't remember the last time she initiated a conversation with her own mother...she let out a deep sigh,

"..yeah I know she worries, but I'm fine dad- see" she held her arms up and turned showing she was in one piece,

" Yes I see, you look thin. Muscular but thin." he noticed her smaller frame, being a leaner family, it was expected but the thinness he saw on his daughter made him upset, it was sicklier than anything else.

"Do you eat like you're supposed to?" he asked as an Alpha it was natural for at least 8 meals a day with snacks in between, and Shoya only really did the snacks unless she was going out to eat then drinks.

"I mean, I'm eating dad. I just don't get hungry like before-" he cut her off

"Before Itsuka broke up with you?" Shoya stopped dead in her tracks, looking at her feet, her father turned and faced where she had stopped, realizing his mistake of words.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." he apologized, knowing the relationship with Kendo and his daughter was a soft spot for Shoya. After their break up Shoya moved to Japan and met Toga.

"Nah, its-it's kind of true..I cant talk to mom about this stuff because she wouldn't understand and i never got Mikey's number in my new phone...so I guess I never-never mind" Shoya looked up briefly and started to walk again, until her father grabbed her arm, holding her still,

"You can talk to me Shoya..I know I'm not your favorite parent, but please I am your father..." he chuckled a little, Shoya's tense form calmed and she simply nodded..

"I'll um, I'll call you guys more okay?" she looked back at the taller male, who smiled back at his grown child..how he regretted his younger years when she needed him the most..being to occupied with what was supposed to be hanging out and protecting his friends, the 'gang' he was in with Mikey when they were kids grew to be one of the top proprietors of France to this day. And all because of Ken and Mikey. Little did he know how much his family needed him.

"Ken wake the fuck up!" Nakira yelled at the overly stoned man laying on the couch, he groaned and rolled over landing on the floor,

"Ken get up before the kids get down here- I swear to god if they see you like this!? What did you do last night?" she nudged to get him off the floor. With little of his own help he was able to stumble into the guest bedroom…

The previous night was a very impromptu meeting but it was needed. They had just signed another deal with the city promising stronger connections and more money so why not celebrate… drinks, drugs, strippers, the whole nine. Ken, Mikey, Nahoya, Senju and the others were all having a great time. It took them years of hard work and dedication to get where they are and one office party couldn't hurt. Everyone was having a great time,

"Aye! Ken! Cheers! To you man! You and Mikey! If it wasn't for y'all we would still be on the streets fighting over Turf rights!" someone yelled with a laugh and everyone threw their cups up in salute to their head executive and second in command. The night was overall very successful, both Ken and Mikey were grateful to have such an amazing team. With no recollection of how he returned home, or how the rest of the night played out after finishing off his 3rd bottle to himself..when morning came he made no effort to stumble to the bedroom not wanting to wake his wife or children on his descend there. He stayed put on the couch until Nakira woke up to an empty bed early in the morning.

Ken laid still in the guest bedroom, still fully clothed, semi drunk from the night before, definitely still a bit high from the same night. The muffled voices of his wife and children in the kitchen as the smell of food cascaded the halls, a groan escaping his mouth as he attempted to sit up.

"Fuck..me.." He mumbled as he rubbed his face. The slam of the front door woke Ken up just a bit more as he heard the voice of his close friend.

"Goodmorning family!" Mikey cheered, the sound of tiny feet running fast could be heard through the bedroom he sat in, then as if on queue Shoya's tiny voice rang as clear as day…

"Papa Mikey!" Shoya yelled, she knew he wasn't her father but she still insisted on that being his nickname and with her temper getting more and more unruly no one had the heart to tell her that it was seen as inappropriate outside the family.

"Good Morning uncle Mikey" Dior greeted respectfully before he sat at the table. Getting up, Ken stood in the doorframe watching them hug and go over the times they hadn't seen each other. Ken didn't hate Mikey at all for being this figure to his kids. Hell, Mikey knew he wouldn't be there without Ken. Ken made it so that Mikey would be safe, that they would never have to worry about their livelihood, he cared for Mikey like a little brother, which eventually led to Mikey having a more firm foot in the family.

Making his way to the living room, Ken was now more visual to everyone in the common areas,

"Oh wassup Ken?! You're almost never awake when I get here."

"Good morning Dad!" Dior cheered running to his father. Returning the hug Ken greeted everyone.

For some reason Ken started to feel a bit green. Not so much as to be sick but the evil thoughts that spread around in his mind about his beloved friend.. 'how often does he stop by?' Ken's eyes traveled from his wife to his best friend over and over again…

"Oh I am?" Ken responded to Mikey, he knew Mikey's visits were frequent but not of this multitude. Trying to keep his composure in front of his family, Ken just eyed his friend and wife as he helped their daughter with some school work. Even though his face was calm his eyes and demeanor told it all.

" everything alright?" Mikey asked, looking over his shoulder at Nakira and the small boy. Nakira looked back but then, answering to the calls of her child, she looked away from the two men, not paying them any more attention.

"Shit I dont know? Everything alright Mikey?" Ken's voice deepened as he spoke, something just didn't sit right with the tone of Ken's voice. He couldn't explain his anger towards his close friend. He just knew he was angry.

"Whoa, Calm down man, we need to step out or something?-.." Mikey asked rhetorically as he looked up at Ken trying to push him towards the backdoor. It was a tuff shove but eventually the two men stood in the Backyard, Ken seeming more and more heated by the moment.

" What the fuck was that look?" Ken barked at his friend, Looking confused Mikey looked back at Nakira who was cleaning the kitchen as Shoya read a book aloud at the dining table with the help of her older brother.

"Look? What the hell are you talking about? You sound fucking crazy man" Mikey rubbed the back of his neck as he looked the taller male up and down, Ken stood still but on high alert, unable to stop his anger from rising,

"Whats crazy, is that I- We sacrificed a whole lot for you to just fuck my wife when I'm down." Ken's voice spewed venom at Mikey, who was taking the insult quite well considering he didn't sleep with his best friend's wife. And that this came out of nowhere seeing how Ken knows Mikey isn't like that at all. Mikey scoffed and rolled his eyes,

"Yo what the fuck? That honestly can't be what crawled up your ass?!" Mikey started to laugh, Shoving the short blonde to the ground Ken stood over him scowling at the fact that Mikey found all this funny. Mikey looked up at the Blonde from the grass,

"Bro chill out-"

"Fuck all that! Did you and 'Kira fuck?" The last of his sentence, more calm but his voice shaking at the horrid answer that may be. Mikey sat idle, waiting for another outburst. He never slept with Nakira, yeah she's beautiful and smart and a wonderful mother but neither Mikey nor Nakira found a secret love between themselves.

"Masadura. Nakira would never cheat on you. I only come over to do what you asked. 'Look after them like they are your own.' That's all I'm doing. I'm sorry if I overstepped" he said as he stood to his feet and dusted himself off. Mikey sighed and started to make his way back inside,

"I'm just going to say bye to my godchildren Ken. Is that alright with you?" his question rhetorical, as he slightly slammed the door behind himself. Ken's face almost instantly fell from anger to guilt. How could he betray not only his wife but his closest friend. Ken regretted his instant blunt reaction. He stared at the woman and young children in the home who seemed a bit saddened by Mikey's short visit, watching as he walked out the front door. Soon Ken made his way back into the living room only to be scolded by the two ladies of the house for making Mikey leave before joining to eat.

"Masadura what did you do?" Nakira asked, her honey sweet voice still soft but with a hint of tenacious intent. Ken couldn't look her in the eyes, opting to look at the small white-haired girl, who was in fact also upset with him, she briefly looked up at him then back at her book she was reading.

"I messed up Kira- said something that I shouldn't have" he admitted, not wanting to be too explicit in front of the child. Dior paying close attention to the event that just occurred, he knew Mikey came around more than a regular Godparent, but Dior was too young to understand where his fathers anger was coming from.

"I could tell by the way Mikey just left, like that. We were all supposed to go to the park today, what happened?" She asked once more as she began to clean up from making breakfast, she set a plate down for Ken and herself and the kids.

" We can still do the park, it'll be easier to talk about what happened there.." he huffed as he started to eat. Nakira sighed and started to eat as well….

Brunch went well overall, Nakira and Ken were able to check in on their adult-child and Shoya was able to see her parents and reconnect just a bit before taking their separate ways