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Today Atsuhi is in a good mood, of course, he's always a kind but today he seems happier than usual. After all, peace had finally been restored, things were back to normal but with changes.
He appreciates having a new member in the agency, Sigma, from their conversation in the casino, Atsuhi could tell that they are quiet similar, searching for a place to call "home".
Atsuhi cant help but be glad that the agency is helping someone find a home, judt like how they did with him...
He was thinking about this on his work desk while drinking from the cup that Kyouka had given him a few days ago wich had the number 69 on it, for some reason, Dazai and Ranpo laughed whenever they saw it for some reason. However, ir was a splendid day, no clouds, it wasnt too hot, Akutagawa staring at him intensely from the window...
Wait what-
Atsuhi almost jumps from his seat as he sees the other man hanging from the window as if he was some kind of vampire.
"Weretiger-" *Akutagawa's eyes widden as he's regonized, for a moment he loses stability and almost falls, however, rashmmon stops this and manages to make him sit by the window.
"Akutagawa..." Atsuhi says with... Rather confussion? Didnt seem like he was here to fight, in fact Alutagawa seemed... Calmer in a way? Wich only weirded Atsuhi off even more. However, Atsuhi notices him holding something
Akutagawa sees this and extends his arm, giving Atsuhi a... Strawberry crepé...? So he remembers that Atsuhi likes those... Still even tough it has been stated that it wasnt a hot day, it seems that from holding it for so long its contents had melted quite a bit.
In his state of confussion Atsuhi coudnt do anything but accept it "so, why are you-" before he could finish, the other had already left, before he could react, the tiger man had to start eating his crepé since ir was melting in his hand... However, he starts coughing... Inside the food was a... Flower...? A death one! Was this poison or something?!
The white haired man however, couldnt waste a meal, thats an habbit from the orphanage that he could never lost, so he ate it, without finding any other flower...
Later on, he decided to search what that flower meant
Atsuhi went into yahoo answers, searched google, clicked on the first link then googled the meaning, the flowe was a white lily, wich reminded Atsuhi of that cookie game that Ranpo-san is obsessed with.
In his reasearch, Atsuhi found that white lilies are a sign for loyalty, however, they also symbolize death, even more dead lilies, did this mean... Akutagawa was planning to kill him?!
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A few days passed and Akutagawa keept dropping by the agency, however, Atsuhi wasnt planning on letting his guard down... Still he could notice the almost awkward look of Akutagawa's face.
What surprised him the most wasnt Akutagawa himself but the fact that no one at the agency said or did anything about it! They even started to greet him!
"Ah, Akutagawa-san! You told me you liked tomatoes right? I got you some that I planted myself!" Kenji said proudly as he handed the Nosferatus level of pale man a basket of tomatoes wich he sniffed and accepted.
"Are you a dog...?" The weretiger keept getting even more confused, how come NOBODY wondered why a port mafia member visites them every day? However, Atsuhi's toughts were interrumpted by a bowl of chazuke pushed onto his face by the ex-vampire man.
The bowl had some plastic wrapped around it, but it seemed like it was done on a hurry so the food was spilled all over the furry man.
Atsuhi quickly went to clean himself, meanwhile Akutagawa looked dissapointed.
"What is it with you lately? Do you really want to kill me that badly after everything we went trough?" He simply sighs as he tries to whipe away the food, meanwhile, Akutagawa had already entered trough the window and walked closer to Atsuhi, before the other could react, the pitch black eyed man had already grabbed his face tightly as if he was investigating it in a way. Tilting his head around, looking at every inch of his face. In a normal settinng, Atsuhi would have already pushed him away but after the last few days he was bit intrigued and confused by the other's behavior.
His line of tought didnt last long because Ryuunosuke spoke up to him for the first time since he started showing up.
"Tomorrow. 5 PM. Train station" and AGAIN before he could react he dissapeared, of course, now it was coear to Atsuhi, this was a....
OBVIOUS THREAT! So he had to prepare himself for what was to come!
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Later on, Akutagawa came back to the Port Mafia's main building, and found Chuuya, who was... "Helping" him in trying to date Atsuhi. The truth was that the mafia executive felt like giving him some advice(even so not having any actual experience himself) because seeing the always stern Akutagawa show the slight hint of emotion was rare, and it became more common the more he went to see the white haired tigger. Besides, he really had nothing better to do(other than drinking), what Chuuya did not know whatsoever is that Akutagawa didnt... Exactly follow his advices...
Of course, Ryuunosuke listened to him but... His intentions got missunderstood... Wich he didnt seem to realize, he thinks that Atsuhi got the hint every time- but obviously for the sake of this fic, he didnt.
"Nakahara-san" Akutagawa said bluntly, but before saying his next words his face showed a bit more of emotion that you could only notice by analyzing his face muscles "I got a date"
Chuuya felt proud of himself for helping this kid with his love troubles(even tough they're age gap wasnt that much and- no, there's no joke about Chuuya's height).
Obviously, the alcoholic man didnt know about the actual misscomunication mess going on between the two.
"Ah, is that so?" *He sips from the glass of wine "im glad my advice was helpful"
Akutagawa nods and takes something from a bag he was holding "I wanted to repay you" he takes out of the back a bottle of wine... But not just any wine! It was one that Chuuya had had his eyes on for months! He was still saving! How did this guy get it already!
Ryuunosuke tilted his head, he didnt understand the surprise, he was someone who barely wasted any money so whenever he had to buy something like this he unknowingly bought something extremely expensive, its not that he doesnt know the value of things, of course he does, his childhood is prove of that, the thing is that he thinks this is the normal for a mafia man.
Chuuya was happily holding the wine bottle as he ruffled Akutagawa's head
"Well then, let's share it!"
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In another side of Yokohama, someone was (unintentionally?) causing mischief...
A man who already had a lot of life experiece sighed "Gogol-san" Fukuzawa blinks twice, trying not to snap "you failed the entrance exam" he raises his voice a bit "for the third time this week"
However, the clown only leanes back in his burnt chair-urns wich he caused himself- "Whoopsie~★!" He says while trying to look sad
Fukuzawa managed to not kill the man in front of him somehow "I told you before... The answer to the exam isnt bombs, it never is!"
"Old habbits die hard president~" he starts toying with Fukuzawa's pencil case.
"Out" the dilf- I mean- mature man, says bluntly
"Fiiineee"
"And" he grabs a bomb under his desk "dont explode my office this time
The long haired man laughs "how observant prez!" He leaves while giggling. Then Ranpo who was standing by the door frame speaks up.
"I like that guy" *he says while unwrappint a candy.
"Go to your room" Ranpo doesnt reply, he just leaves the office.