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It had been a rather normal day for the Armed Detective Agency.. well if you could call it normal. Yosano was testing her new tools in the infirmary, ranpo was just snacking and ignoring his work saying 'he's too smart to bother with paperwork', kenji once again brought in an animal and was currently playing with it, atsushi was trying to mind his own business (keyword: trying), kunikida was smacking and yelling at dazai for not working, and well.. dazai is just dazai.

Suddenly they all heard a ringing sound, they knew that it was probably a person asking them to do a mission. They all looked at each other deciding that it is best if dazai, atsushi and kunikida go meet with the person. So the trio walked over to the waiting area to meet the person that was supposed to give them a mission.

Once they arrived there was a man sitting there, he was in a suit which seemed to be quite expensive, he had dark brown hair with sage green eyes, he was wearing gold jewelry and he looked around 26 which is pretty young. They sit down on the couch opposite side of him and with curious eyes looked at the man. It seemed like he got the hint so he started talking "pleasure to meet you armed detective agency." he slightly smiled and offered kunikida who was directly opposite of him a hand shake, kunikida took it.

Then the man continued talking "A dangerous experiment broke out from the lab, and they could be a huge threat to yokohama, so I am here for your help to catch them. I do not have a picture to show what they look like since the lab did not have one to provide, only a few had seen them in personand some of them... unfortunately died. The ones who did survive said they had pure venom black spots on their skin and they had long dark brown hair."

Kunikida nodded and continued writing down the description and the mission's details, dazai looked at the man curiously while atsushi was a bit scared considering how dangerous the experiment might be. "well, anything else we should take note of?" kunikida was finished writing down the previous information and now just looked at the mysterious man. "that will all the information I have at the moment. the address is written on this paper" he slides the paper to kunikida, and then he gets up and leaves.

"ohhh how interesting!" dazai cheerfully as ever replies and kunikida just rolls his eyes "come on, we have to prepare." he then got up from the table as well, expecting them both to follow. "uhm.. prepare for what..?" atsushi says a bit confused but still spooked by the experiment mentioned. "obviously we can't go to the mission unprepared." kunikida replies and they all go take the necessary things to the mission.

Once the trio arrived at the supposed lab to explore and observe the evidence of the escape, the trio saw a structure that looked like a big abandoned building. Kunikida and atsushi were pretty surprised by that but dazai.. just predicted that (like always).

"wowww this sure looks like a lot of trouble, don't you think kunkida-kunn~" said dazai just went to annoy his partner because what is there better to do than that. Kunikida just smacked his forehead in annoyance and grabbed dazai by the coat, dragging him in building while signaling atsushi that he should follow, of course dazai complained "WAH kunikida, you're so cruel!! how could you do this to your lovely partner!"

Once they entered the building they saw a full on lab, it was pretty clean and very well made, it seemed like they were just trying to hide the fact that this was a laboratory, this was certainly very suspicious.

The trio walked down the white laboratory hallway to the main rooms, the building was completely empty, not a single worker here. "let's go to the computer room, we should find information there." Kunikida then started walking to the computer room expecting his co-workers to follow, but dazai of course decided to cause trouble and he went into a different room.

"uhm.. Mister kunikida, dazai is not here.." Atsushi mentioned and watched as kunkida's expression went from serious and calm collected to frustrated and angry "Damn that dazai! always causing trouble." Kunikida clenched his fist and went in a different room to find that idiot dazai.

They entered multiple rooms, trying to find the dumbass that never listened to anything, until they found another hallway, there were multiple doors that led to different rooms, but something was.. strange.

Kunikida and atsushi looked at each other at the same time, both seemingly unsettled by this.. vibe. These doors to these supposed rooms looked more high security, more protected, like something extremely dangerous was in them.

On the doors were light signals almost all of them had red light signals on the doors, but one was green.. one of them all. They both didn't know what was behind it but they could only think that it was the experiment that was once held in there.

Kunikida gave atsushi a nod while looking at him in the eyes, giving him the signal that they should go to that door. Atsushi looked very nervous to go but he walked behind kunikida to the mystery door anyway.

As they both opened the door they saw a horrific looking room, it was like a mental hospital room but it was less white, the walls were scratched, there even was some blood?! There was also a hospital looking bed which was also scratched and there was bloody spots on it, attached to the bed were straps, kunikida assumed it was to strap down the experiment.

Then they saw dazai there as well... it seemed like he was already imspecting and observing the room, careful not to touch the evidence. Kunikida went to dazai and smacked him "You stupid waste of bandages! DON'T GO SOMEWHERE WITHOUT TELLING US!"

Dazai just snickered as kunikida yelled at him, that was when atsushi interwined "guys.. I don't think we should be fighting and yelling here.. we are supposed to be on a mission."Kunikida straightened up and nodded at atsushi "yes I suppose your right." dazai just made a 'pfft' sound as kunikida said that.

Then they all noticed something beside the bed, there were multiple splurges with some bottles of weird liquid beside them. As kunikida was putting on the gloves he brought with him (yes he brought gloves) dazai was already picking up one of the bottles.

Kunikida noticed this and yelled at dazai "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IDIOT, WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO TOUCH THAT!" atsushi just made a long sigh at his mentor's antics. "calm down kunkidaa~ don't be such a party pooper!" Kunkida's vein popped on his forehead, he was extremely frustrated.

"besidess this would be the perfect way to dieee~" As kunikida heard that he immidiently snached the bottle from dazai and looked at him with an angry expression. "get the other bottles, kid. before SOMEONE decides to take them."

kunikida threw some gloves at atsushi and he quickly put them on, then the idealist signaled atsushi to pick the bottles of strange liquid up, luckily there we're only 2 bottles to pick up so he could easily do it. since the bottles were pretty small atsushi placed them in the little black bag they brought incase they needed to get some files, as atsushi did that kunikida placed the bottle he took away from dazai in the bag as well.

Dazai just watched the scene happening with a pout on his face since he couldn't drink the liquid. kunikida rolled his eyes at dazai and once again dragged him out of the strange and horrific room back into the hallway. "Heyy guys~ what if we open some of the other rooomss" dazai suggested with his sing song voice as he put his arm around kunkida's shoulder squeezing it.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT. don't you know how dangerous that is you idiot!!" kunikida yelled at dazai and then he pushed him away. "cmonn we need clues to know the wherabouts of the experiment" Dazai whined as he slumped against the wall.

Kunikida was once again absolutely done with dazai but he couldn't disagree on that. they needed clues to find the experiment after all... Kunikida just scoffed and said "let's just go to the computer room first, where WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE!" kunikida glared at dazai and then he took dazai by his coat and dragged him yet again, atsushi just stood there for a moment not realizing what is happening until he snapped out of his trance and ran to catch up with kunikida and dazai.

Once they all actually found the computer room (it took them 30 minutes) they go over to the computers and start looking through there to find any information.

suddenly kunikida froze and he hesitantly said "guys.. you should come look at this.." Curious dazai and atsushi went over to see what kunikida found and atsushi froze as well, but dazai just smiled a bit out of entertainment and investment.

On the computer they saw a file that kunikida opened and on it were stated multiple experiments and their names with their picture. some looked absolutely horrific, some looked powerful and some looked... destroyed. "poor people.. " atsushi muttered still frozen. "well this looks interesting.. " dazai said smirking a bit and then he leaned down and started clicking through the experiments shown on the computer, until they found the person they were looking for.

Name: 𝘏-4668 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘢
experiment number: 0276                 
experimental ability: "𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩" 
𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘏-4668 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘢𝘭, 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵, 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

there was no picture attached to the text, it was unsettling but expected. Atsushi shifted uncomfortably, there was a worried and scared expression on his face "seems like we are dealing with something bigger than we thought.."

Atsushi looked very worried about this, kunikida didn't have words and dazai.. he just continued smirking "well H-4668 or should I call you 'sakura'.. you've made work interesting again.."

atsushi and kunikida just slowly turned their head at dazai who was just smirking at the screen, then they slowly looked at each other making eye contact with a shocked/scared expression.

As kunikida and atsushi do their thing dazai takes put the file usb cord and plugs it in the computer to get this file's information as well with the rest of the experiments. After the transfer was complete, dazai picked up the cord and put it back in his pocket "Let's go noww~" dazai says and then walks out of the computer room with kunikida and atsushi following him.

As the trio were heading out the building they heard a big crash, in instinct kunikida pulled put his notebook and atsushi flinched and put his hands in front of him, dazai's hand nearly went to the hidden gun in his coat to pick it up.

Kunikida and dazai both looked at eachother and nodded, deciding to follow the noise to investigate. So kunikida and dazai started walking to the noise and atsushi caught up with them and went behind them to investigate the noise.

It lead them to that same hallway they were in before with the multiple doors, but this time.. one of the doors were knocked down, atsushi's and kunikida's blood went cold, but dazai decided to go closer to the door to look in the door.

Atsushi and kunikida both looked at dazai with the 'don't go there idiot' expression. Dazai obviously ignored their request and decided to go towards the door.

Inside dazai saw the same room as before, it looked identical except there weren't scraches and blood everywhere. in the corner dazai noticed a human, an experiment. He curiously looked at the small human and started slowly approaching it.

The kid pushed further into the corner "dn't to'uch m." slurred the supposed experiment with not really understandable words. Dazai stayed the 3 meters away from the experiment thinking about how to approach the child correctly. After 2 minutes of thinking dazai decided it was best to be gentle since people usually feel more safe and comfortable when someone is gentle with them and talk in a soft voice.

"okay.. I'm not going to hurt you, I am here to.. help" he felt a bit weird talking in a soft voice but he rolled with it anyway "all of the laboratory staff are gone from here.. " he said softly and approached the child closer but this time the little creature didn't object as much.

Right as dazai was making progress kunikida and atsushi busted in, they were pretty loud with it and they startled the kid, and they threw an arm protectively out of instinct and the hand activated their supposed 'ability' and dazai fainted almost immediately.

"DAZAI!" kunikida yelled out and he ran towards dazai and he quickly checked his pulse but dazai was very much breathing (unfortunately). kunikida picked dazai up and he was shot by shock at how light dazai was, he could practically wither away at this point.

Kunikida then noticed a child in the corner, they looked very scared and protective. The kid had a light pale skin with a lot of scars on it, they were wearing a hospital like clothing, and the weirdest part was that they had these sort of horns growing out of their head. Their hair colour was light green and they had dark pink eyes with star like pupils. The child was very.. unusual.

Then kunikida put dazai on his back in like a piggyback way, then he kneeled down to the little experiment's level. "Hi, do you mind if I ask you some questions..?" kunikida hesitantly asked but the little one unexpectedly agreed. Atsushi just stood behind kunikida watching the whole scene.

"hey mister kunikida.. I think I saw them on the files..but I didn't get to catch their name" atsushi was quiet when he said that but the child seemingly heard that and they backed into the corner as far as they could.

kunikida nodded and turned back to them "we are the armed detective agency, and we are here to help, so would you like to get out of here?" the kid's eyes brightened up at the possible escape but they were very hesitant since they didn't know whether to trust the people or not.

After a few minutes of silence they seemed to agree with a small simple nod and so atsushi reached out for the child to grab their hand. atsushi helped them up and so they all decided to leave the facility.

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They all exited the strange facility with the little child behind atsushi and kunikida carrying an unconscious dazai. They went to their vehicle and got in, dazai messily sitting in the back, the kid beside dazai, kunikida in the drivers seat and atsushi in the passenger.

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mini dazai was tackling atsushi to the ground with all his strength, atsushi was struggling to breathe and he caughed and chocked out. He couldn't use his ability so at least they knew his ability still worked. atsushi was struggling and he was in shock at child dazai being this trained and strong????

The agency froze their body's became like statues seeing dazai like this, PLUS HE WAS A KID? they had a thousand questions about this scene, but the president was the first to snap out of his trance and went to help atsushi. But dazai slashed him in the shoulder with his knife, that he had carried with him, HOW THE HELL DID HE GET A KNIFE? Fukuzawa's eyes widened in shock. how the hell is he this skilled? the president ignored the pain and quickly acted by kicking the knife out of dazai's hand while holding his injured spot with his other hand.

this got the little child even more mad and he pulled out his gun. how the hell does a little child that looks like they could be 8 carry a gun??? nothing makes sence at this point.

dazai glared deep into fukuzawa's eyes and tried to shoot him in his chest but the president dodged and so dazai attacked him, landing a punch on fukuzawa's hand that was holding the injury and so it added more pressure to it and making even more blood squeeze out of it. who taught him this shit, hello??

Dazai had this deep stare, his vine red eyes looking straight into fukuzawa's soul, eyes darker than the void, everything about him screamed danger and an eerie vibe, his bloody spots on all of his bandages didn't help either they looked dirty and the blood had been on them for a long time, yosano noted while she observed the child. 

Dazai also hasn't said a word, which is pretty unsettling since dazai always has something to say. But this... Was way different than the dazai they knew. He was quiet, eeire and horrifying. Everyone had one question. What the hell happened? 

Kunikida's protective senses kicked in and he acted quickly by running towards kenji's space where he had left a rope used to restrain his 'pets'. Kunikida picked it up and rushed towards dazai to tie him up so he couldn't do anything else. That didn't work since dazai somehow predicted it and dodged just in the right time by quickly jumping to the side and while doing so he grabbed the rope out of kunikida's hands and quickly acted by tying kunikida up. 

Okay, seriously, who taught him this? He can't be naturally like this right?? It was terrifying. Fukuzawa got up from where he was knocked down and deciding that there is no point in fighting the child, he untied kunikida while looking dazai in the eyes for any sign that he was going to attack. Dazai didn't attack. He just stood there looking and them both on the ground with observing eyes that observed every single part of them. It was like they were being scanned and identified. 

Fukuzawa got up from the ground as well as kunikida and he looked the child dazai in the eyes and spoke "listen. We are the armed detective agency, and we are not here to threaten you in any way.." fukuzawa breathed quite heavily since the injury did hurt.

Dazai flashed him a look telling that if he tried anything he would strike again without hesitation. Fukuzawa sighed and nodded at him and continued "you are currently not in your timeline.. I know you may not understand but it's true. You are currently 22 and working with us."

The moment fukuzawa mentioned he was 22 dazai was just so disappointed. He didn't want to live that long. He didn't want to be stuck in this miserable world. All dazai could hear at this point was his mind going crazy. 

I don't want to live that long. 

Let me leave. 

what is the point of this? 

Everything is not worth it. 

What is the purpose of being in this world? 

Little dazai's mind went insane, he didn't want to. Why? Why does he need to live in this pain and suffering? Why can't he just leave? Why doesn't the universe let him rest? He just wants a fucking break. Everything fades away at some point. WHY? 

Little dazai was so lost in his mind that he didn't notice the weird Stares the agency members were giving him, thankfully no one was touching him but waving their hand in front of him to get him to snap out. Dazai shook his head and turned his focus back in the 'real' world. 

After a while of convincing, dazai allowed to trust the agency member's slightly. And he sat down on the agency's couch and the agency members were all around him looking at him. Dazai felt uncomfortable, he wanted to leave, but he just sat there. 

"So.. How old are you?" Kyoka decided to ask first since she was on the brave kind of side. None of them still haven't heard dazai talk or make any kind of emotion on his face. All dazai did was raise his hands putting 8 fingers up. So he was 8..

Dazai seemed to be naturally a quiet child, which was extremely unsettling. He was dead quiet, his steps were quiet. His breath was quiet. His actions were quiet. It was as if the word quiet had taken a form in a human. It was extremely unusual for dazai.. 

"You can talk yknow." Said kunikida not filtering at all apparently. He was bluntly saying it. Which was a extremely dangerous and brave move but sure.. 

"Okay." Dazai finally replied. Why did he talk only when he was given 'premission'?  It was strange. Dazai's voice was of course quiet, it was small as well. 

The agency wanted to ask so many questions but they just couldn't, it would be wrong. But they were so damn curious. So of course one of the most purest and dense members spoke up. 

"Where did you learn how to do that?? That was so cool!!" It was of course none other than kenji. The kid was so oblivious. Dazai just slowly turned to look at him and said absolutely nothing. Okay I guess not..

After like 5 minutes the president spoke up again. "Kunikida. please inspect on the matters of this situation. We need to know what exactly this lab is and how they managed to affect dazai." Kunikida nodded and went to his desk to start Rumminging through the files and find everything.

The others stayed with dazai, yosano inspected him further and asked him "do you know exactly where we are?" Dazai turned his head towards her and said in a quiet voice "no.." Yosano nodded in understanding. "You are currently in the agency, and.. " She then goes to dazai's desk where his photo is framed and then she comes back "this is how you look like"

The second little dazai saw the foto and the carefully crafted smile he knew was fake. He looked too joyful to be real, how do the agency people not realize that? Aren't they supposed to be detectives. If so then they are not the best ones. 

Mini dazai notices someone looking, or should I say staring at him, he turns to the person and it was none other than ranpo. Inspecting every part dazai's look. He seems like he knows something... Dazai assumed that he must be the smartest along them, considering how he inspects him. 

Ranpo nudges yosano and he drags her out of the room while the others like tanizaki, kyoka, kenji and atsushi who is still scared of little dazai, stays with him. Ranpo drags yosano far enough for no one to hear them. He turns to yosano who looks confused, and one word ranpo says makes yosano's blood run cold

"Mori."

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"Mori"

Yosano wanted to scream. What is the possible link between dazai and MORI?? AS IN MORI THE PORT MAFIA'S BOSS??? Yes they knew dazai was in the port mafia but he never actually told them anything, his position, his rank, his relation to the people in it, NOTHING.

Dazai was a mysterious individual despite his talkative and cheery personality. He had way more layers under him, Something that people can't see. His schemes, plans, the empty heart that feels like a void shaped in a heart's form, that is just trying to get used to the warmth surounding it. His personality was all a lie not even ranpo can see through at times. Not everyone knew that.. Well except one person, Chuuya. 

Who is chuuya you may ask? Well he is dazai's partner in many different ways. Partner's in crime, partner's in life. Their relationship seems complicated from the outside but it's not in their eyes. They know exactly who they are to one another, and what the other means to them. 

Well speaking of chuuya.. There was a huge crash at the main office of the agency. Ranpo and yosano ran to the front to see who it is (well only yosano ran because ranpo was too lazy to go since he knew who it was) The whole agency (except ripoff sherlock Holmes) were Immidiently on guard for the intruder.

The door was slammed open and another Ed sheerean entered the room. The agency Immidiently recognized him and were ready to  fight back, well yes they were on a truce, but that doesn't mean the port mafia can just barge in uninvited. It was obvious (from the description) that it was none other than Chuuya Nakahara. 

You may be wondering where little dazai is at while this is happening.. Well- little dazai was up from the couch in an instant, upon hearing the noise. He took out his knife again and was ready to attack anyone who tried to do something to him. The child didn't particularly care about the agency members and the other experiment that was guarded by the others, so He didn't particularly wanted to fight. 

Chuuya scoffed at the agency's behaviour. He started walking forward and the agency's members just rose up (or down) their weapons at him. Chuuya looked at them in annoyance and just said "geez, I was coming here for that shitty bastard dazai, that bastard was supposed to be home 4 hours ago" chuuya mumbled the last part, and after he said it he realized he accidentally let his mouth slip.. The agency members took a pause to take in the information "hold on... HOME?! DO YOU LIVE TOGETHER???? " kunikida yelled out, he has had enough today, he has found out too much today.

 Chuuya just rubbed his forehead in frustration because his mouth decided to slip and with a click of his tongue he answered "yes.. Me and that fish mackerel live together." The agency felt weird.. How the hell is dazai living with someone from the port mafia? Didn't they swore to Kill each other? "How do you guys even live together, don't you hate each other or something?" Yosano muttered, confused as hell. 

Chuuya honestly didn't not know how to answer.. of course they don't hate eachother but it felt weird saying that to other People other Than dazai. All chuuya did was take off his glove, revealing a gold ring with bright blue detailing, the color of dazai's ability, but no one except double black knew that. For the 5th time today the agency's mouth's dropped open. Too much information for one day.. Too much. 

And after a pause that felt like it lasted forever chuuya spoke up again "anyway, have any of you have seen shitty dazai?" The agency members kept quiet but they moved to the side revealing little dazai in the middle. Now it was chuuya's time to be shocked. He couldn't speak but just stare at his husband that had just turned into a child version. He looked horrible.. Chuuya knew dazai didn't have a good past but seeing his state now made it worse than his thoughts about dazai's past.

Chuuya decided to speak up now,"I'm taking him with me." The agency turned to him with a suspicious face, clearly not up for the idea. "What? You can't do tha-" kunikida already wanted to start reading his morals but the president cut him off and put a hand on his shoulder. Kunikida's head turned to him and president just nodded, signaling that chuuya should take him. After all chuuya is his husband and he has way more time and experience to take care of him. 

Now the hard part. Dazai was a very dangerous and wary child, so he did not trust easily, it would take a long time to even convince him to go with chuuya. Even as a kid he was scheming and a planner, guess they never change. 

Chuuya slowly walked up to dazai, not needing to kneel down since dazai's height reached a bit bellow his shoulder. "Okay... I'm Chuuya Nakahara.. Is it okay if I take you with me?"  Obviously no one expected it to work but chuuya had to start somewhere, and that is by introducing himself even if it was a little embarrassing to talk to dazai so nicely and warmly. 

Little dazai was looking at chuuya like he was about to stab him in a 100 different ways. Obviously dazai did not trust chuuya, because what fool trusts a stranger so easily? Chuuya sighed and took out his phone to pull up pictures of them and explain each one. 

The first one he pulled out was the current dazai with chuuya on last Christmas. Chuuya was in the background trying to put a star on top of the tree and dazai was taking a selfie with his phone, dazai was snickeeing while taking it, with his hand on his mouth, covering his beautiful smile. Chuuya was a little disappointed by that but he didn't show it. 

The agency members were curious about the pictures aswell,  so they all gathered around the phone and got their heads closer to look into at the picture. Deciding that this is way too close and since this picture showing and explaining is gonna be awhile they decided to plug Chuuya's phone in the projector so they all could see the pictured. Chuuya wasn't so pleased about it but eventually agreed. 

Chuuya planned to just scroll through his gallery to find pictures but since the projector was on he didn't want to show them the rest of his gallery so he went out of the all picture map and clicked on a map called "mackerel and his stupid shenanigans" yosano personally though that it was so adorable but she didn't say anything. After the agency members settled on the couch and some members next to it sitting on the floor in front of the screen, little dazai was right in the middle, but he wasn't crushed since no one dared to touch him. 

As for chuuya, he was sitting on the side of the couch, in a chair, that was right next to the cable to connect his phone to the projector. Chuuya felt so weird doing this with the agency but if dazai trusts them fully.. then so does chuuya, they are his non-related family after all.

Chuuya scrolled to the most oldest photo's in the album and started with the first one. It was a photo of them both at 15, chuuya had taken a picture of the mackerel when he had gotten himself in trouble with some enemy member and they were chasing after dazai and dazai was running but also held a gun. It was funny to chuuya... And little dazai, but the agency members were just sitting there with amused faces but also some were worried, seeing dazai from such a young age involved with the mafia. 

Chuuya scrolled to the next picture, it was taken by dazai, chuuya was with elise and elise had turned him into a real life princess. The second chuuya scrolled to this picture he immediately blushed out of embarrassment, how could he not, the most powerful ability user and the executive of the port mafia be in a princess dress?? Oh hell no, chuuya's reputation is ruined. Everyone snickered at the picture seemingly entertained. 

They scrolled for some time through pictures till they finally came to a video.. It was chuuya filming dazai pranking mori, and it was in a YouTube video prank form. It started off with dazai jokingly saying "hi guys!! Welcome back to the slug Chanel and today we are pranking our shower allergic boss!" Chuuya snickered behind the camera, then they started moving, dazai placed like party popper usually reserved for parties, it was like a dust kind of substance and it was pretty hard to wash out, then dazai tied it to some straps so when mori opens the door the poppers shoot at mori in an instance. Chuuya and dazai waited behind a corner filming, and the boss finally stepped out and the poppers instantly hit him in the face, and mori had a full on shock face, chuuya and dazai quickly ran away after filming that, both laughing. 

It was a pretty funny video, and everyone laughed, especially little dazai and yosano, since they both knew mori personally, it was satisfying seeing that man pranked. Little dazai looked more relaxed while watching these videos, plus it was pretty clear that none of this was fake. 

Fast forward it was current time, with 22 year old dazai, it was a picture of dazai actually cooking, dazai looked ecstatic, he was listening to music through his headphones, the camera was behind a corner meaning chuuya took it without dazai knowing. The agency members were shocked once again, dazai.. COOKING? The last time he tried to cook, he burned the kitchen down, yet here is proof of dazai actually knowing how to cook.. Their heads turned to chuuya for explanation. Chuuya let out a loud sigh "that shitty bastard tends to pretend he can't cook so he doesn't have to do it" he added a muttred 'lazy bastard' at the end of his sentence. The agency were struck but little dazai did not know what the hell they were talking about, it's better that way anyways.. 

Then chuuya scrolled on another video, this was also current dazai. Chuuya had recorded him behind his back again, this time it was dazai sewing what seems to be a suit??? While humming a melody, of course dazai can't live without his music so he had the headphones on again, doing the sewing so freely with the sewing machine (chuuya gifted it). Once again, the agency's head's turned to chuuya. "It's dazai's hobby, and the suit he is sewing is designed by me, I always wanted it so dazai took the initiative to make it for me.." He trailed off again, embarrassed. Little dazai's eyes sparkled for the first time when seeing this, he still had memories of his mother sewing clothes for him when he was younger. 

After like an hour they finally finished, surprisingly kunikida hasn't complained about not doing work, for once. Then chuuya approached little dazai, offering him his hand "do you want to come with me?" Dazai agreed with a slight nod, then taking chuuya's hand. Chuuya helped him up from the couch and waved off to the agency and took dazai with him. 

All the agency had to do was keep the eye on the other child. The experiment

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Chuuya took little dazai by his hand and then went out of the agency's building, he is so glad he took the car today rather than the motorcycle. Dazai was dead quiet, he was very quiet in his nature and chuuya felt tension and a knot in his stomach. It was very unsettling, just what has he gone through, chuuya also couldn't stop staring at his bloodied bandages, he couldn't help but wonder, was the blood his or someone else's? 

He helped little dazai in the passenger seat and then he went around the car and got in the driver's seat. He connected his phone to his car and played some music of the kind he likes, it was usually a 30 minute drive home since they lived away from the main part of yokohama. Dazai just stared out the window like he had never seen what the outside looks like, chuuya was very worried, but his pride didn't let him show that. 

After that long ride, chuuya helped dazai out of the car. It was parked next to their house, the house was a medium sized and pretty modern, it was more like a penthouse considering there is even a pool and a backyard. The house had 2 stories with wines surrounding a house a bit, that made it look more cozy and feel like home.

Little dazai was staring at the house in excitement, it's not like dazai hadn't seen a house like this before, since his parents or should I say, his father had been wealthy. But his father never really had time for dazai since they were busy trying to keep up their money and status, sometimes he wondered if all rich people were like that.. 

Nonetheless he walked in the home with chuuya who was apparently husband? It was weird for dazai, but not in the gender way, more like in a 'how did he even like me?' Way. Even the inside home was decorated, with all kinda of decorations including frames and occasionally picture frames of chuuya and dazai together. He guessed chuuya was the one who decorated everything since he never was a fan of all decorations and he liked to live very minimalisticly. 

Chuuya gave him a tour of their house, and when they were in the guest bedroom chuuya asked "do you want to sleep here?" Chuuya knew that dazai would need his space. For some reason dazai's eyes widened, like he was shocked. ".. I have a choice..?" He seemed so hesitant saying this. once again Chuuya's stomach twisted for his husband, clearly this kid has gone through shit "yes you do have a choice.." Chuuya replied In a voice reserved for only dazai when they don't have people around. 

Little dazai looked at him with hopeful eyes "can I take the guest one..?" Chuuya just nodded and they moved back to the living room that was connected to the kitchen in a open setting. Dazai sat down at the black leather couch and stares at the tv screen with interest. "Do you want to watch a movie?" Chuuya was standing beside the couch looking at dazai, waiting for an answer. "Uhmm.. Can I not? " Dazai replied in the same quiet and small voice. Chuuya found dazai's hesitance for everything absolutely adorable not that he ever would say that or show that "Well.. Is there anything else you want to do?" Chuuya tilted his head to the side still looking at dazai wondering a lot right now, child dazai just seemed so different from the current dazai.

"Do you have anything to draw with..?" That was certainly an interesting request that chuuya half expected considering his husband likes to draw, even though he mostly draws his desings he wants to sew more. Looks like dazai has some sort of passion for something. Chuuya quickly goes to dazai's personal workroom they have made space for in the house, and he grabs some of dazai's paper and pencils, then he quickly returns back to kid dazai and places the tools down on the coffee table. 

"Thank you, Chuuya-san.." Okay, what the fuck. Chuuya was not expecting dazai call him 'Chuuya-san' it felt so weird hearing that come out of dazai's mouth, not to mention CHILD dazai's mouth. He was not used to this at all, chuuya honestly thought that child dazai would be arrogant, loud and annoying, but he got the exact opposite. Kid dazai seemed calm, quiet and definently not the annoying kind of child, which made no sence at all. Chuuya knew about dazai's fake masks he crafts, but this made him wonder, is this the person behind this carefully crafted personality. The quiet and calm collected person little dazai is? 

Chuuya has seen dazai with his fake personality broken, and everytime, he was calm and dead silent when that happens. And suddenly, everything makes sence. Chuuya has seemed to finally figure out completely the kind of person dazai is behind his fake emotions. Calm, quiet and reserved. No wonder the times chuuya caught him being by himself sewing or drawing his designs he seemed so free and relaxed, without his signature annoying grin. 

While chuuya was deep in his thoughts, dazai has already almost finished his drawing. Chuuya snapped out of his thoughts and looked at dazai's drawing, it was a mannequin with some sort of clothing piece, chuuya seemed to recognize it.. Wasn't that the jacked dazai sew a few months ago? At the time chuuya didn't think nothing of the jacket, but seeing this made him realise it must be something that was dear clothing piece to dazai. 

"Where did you get that design..?" Chuuya decided to ask the little child that was now sitting on the floor with his knees folded in place, holding a pencil in his hand "oh.. Well this was the first jacket my mother sew me, I really liked it.." Chuuya raised an eyebrow at this. Dazai seemed to cherish his mother dearly, she must have been a wonderful woman. After all, she was the reason dazai liked to sew and was so passionate about it, even if it's more of a hobby for him. 

Chuuya nodded with understanding and then he went to sit down at the couch, hovering above little dazai. Dazai continued drawing and didn't seem to really mind that chuuya was behind him. Chuuya used this chance to really observe dazai, he had the hospital gown that looked odly similar the old port mafia's infirmary's gown. But the bloodied bandages. Chuuya couldn't get them out of his head, what if something did happen to dazai, he wants to clean the wounds like he always does, but he highly doubts that child dazai will allow him. Yes the current dazai knew chuuya well, but kid dazai didn't, so that means he wouldn't allow chuuya to do such a thing even if he knew that chuuya was his future husband. 

Dazai had some weird ass white shoes, that were really plain and looked uncomfortable, yeah no, he HAS to get dazai out of these damn clothes. The hospital gown looked so ichy and the shoes looked like they would brush again's his skin making scratch marks overtime because of the canvas material on them, hell no. Chuuya is not going to let dazai wear this around. 

"Osamu, can you come with me?" Chuuya said as he got up from the couch, now back in standing position and he looked down at the child on the floor for a response. All he got was a nod and the child got up quite quickly. Chuuya started walking to the master bedroom where usually current dazai and chuuya sleep, the mafioso made sure that dazai was following him with a slight glance after a few seconds. 

They entered the bedroom and then chuuya went straight to the walk in closet. It was quite big with all kinds of clothes, one side of it was chuuya's clothes, and the other side was dazai's. In the middle there was a sitting area so you can put on the clothes right there in the closet. Mini dazai sat down at the soft sitting area and chuuya went to his side of the closet to look for clothes that would fit the little child. Damn dazai for being so stupidly tall. 

After like 10 minutes of searching chuuya found some of his old 15 year old self's pyjama pants that would fit better for dazai, and then he found his casual t-shirt that was pretty good for sleeping as well, considering it was pretty comfortable, it was a dark green t-shirt with some band name on it. And of course, the shoes. He decided to replace them with some dark grey socks chuuya has, so that dazai would at least be comfortable in the house. 

"Do you need help?" Chuuya didn't really expect a 'yes' because looking at dazai, he was pretty independent, but to his surprise, child dazai nodded with great hesitance, but he still nodded. Chuuya softly smiled at him and as gentle as he could, he took the clothes off of little dazai, and quickly put the ones he took out of the closet for him. Chuuya knew dazai probably wouldn't like to be so exposed so he tried doing it quickly. 

Looking at little dazai now, in more comfortable clothes, made chuuya's chest warm up. He was glad he could provide nice and comfy clothes for a little version of dazai, the one who didn't have a good daily life at all, as it seems.

But there was one more thing.. The bandages, chuuya was sure that little dazai would not allow him to look, hell it took current dazai 3 years after they met to even discuss the idea of 'what's behind the bandages?'. When dazai was in the prot mafia most people knew that if you touch dazai, you are done and it is time to prepare for a funeral. Dazai was not a touchy person if he wasn't extra close to that person, he absolutely hated and still hates physical touch from other people he doesn't know that well or just doesn't like the person in general. 

To sum it up, chuuya doubts that little dazai would be different. After all, that is the same person he adores and loves, even with all of his flaws. But he'll give it a shot "Do you mind if we also change the bandages..?" This question got little dazai to freeze a bit and tense up, he wanted to say no, but something in him told him that he should agree. After all chuuya is his future husband, he seems to know him well, and definitely has seen under his bandages, judging by his tone and expression. It was safe, so he could allow it. "Okay.." Child dazai settled for a small 'okay'. 

It took chuuya aback hearing a positive answer from dazai, but he was greatful that even little dazai who barely even knew him, trusted him, with all of his intense trust issues. 

Chuuya, reached out for dazai's hand, mini dazai seems to have gotten the hint so he took the hand. Chuuya walked out of the walk in closet and into the master bathroom also connected to the master bedroom. Dazai sat down at the counter while chuuya opened a cabinet with bandages and first aid kit, just incase. 

The child seemed the immidiently freeze the second he saw the medical equipment, chuuya automatically knew that dazai did not have a good past with medical stuff, so he will need to keep that in mind for current dazai, no wonder dazai was always tense when chuuya was bandaging him up from a mission or something along the lines of that. 

"Calm down, I'm not gonna do anything to you, it's just incase you have injuries under those bandages, your current self likes to get himself in trouble a lot so obviously I came prepared." Chuuya tried to lighten the mood with silly memories of him and his husband, and maybe give the child something to look up to, a future with a life, not a misery of a shell. 

Chuuya slowly started unraveling the bandages, revealing scars but not as many as he has seen on the current dazai, his dazai probably has triple times the amount scars on his arm. Chuuya looked at the kid's expression to see if anything was wrong, of course, the child seemed worried about what chuuya was about to do, but chuuya said nothing, only giving a soft glance at dazai's eyes, reasurring him. 

He continued unraveling the bandages, revealing pink and purple bruises in some spots, and there were some cuts, some deeper than the others. Chuuya softly took a breath, it still hurt to see his dear husband as a child, suffering through so much. He wasn't the best at showing those feelings but chuuya did truly care for dazai, a lot. And this worried him, he needed to know the full backstory of dazai, but it would definitely be hard to get out of little dazai. 

Chuuya cleaned up dazai's arm as gentle as he possibly could "okay.. This is gonna sting a bit.." Chuuya said as he cleaned the scars with water and mild soap, it stung since the scars were deep and the flesh was cut open. He saw dazai wince at the pain but nothing else was expressed, which was weird but chuuya didn't comment on it. 

After the scar was cleaned, chuuya took some fresh bandages and with skill he tied them around dazai's arms and neck, but as for the eye bandages  there was nothing really there with the eye "do you need this bandage, there is nothing to really hide there." Dazai, reached out for the eye bandages, signaling that he needed it. Chuuya asked no questions and just put it back to cover his eye. 

We that was done at least. "Come on let's go back to the living room, I'll make you some food" chuuya said and he started walking out of the room, looking at dazai to follow him. Dazai settled on the floor again, instead of the couch since he wanted to continue drawing as it seems. Little dazai picked up his pencil and started drawing again. 

Chuuya walked over the to kitchen, that was right next to the living room, well it was more likely connected to it. He started grabbing ingredients out of the fridge to make some food for little dazai who seemed way too underweight, like current dazai hit worse. 

Chuuya settled for some crab soup since it was something more on the healthier side and it was with crab so surely dazai must like it. He worked swifty across the kitchen  already used to this, since his husband didn't want to cook a lot, so he was the cool of the house. 

After the food was finished, chuuya called over to little dazai to come eat, and he set the bowl on the kitchen island that had also chairs and was meant for eating, even though they usually ate at the dinner table. dazai started to eat, his eyes sparkled with every bite he took, very pleased. He looked like a child who hasn't been fed in years (which was probably the case). 

Suddenly chuuya's phone started ringing, it was an unknown number. He picked it up and it was a voice he recognized,  it was kunikida "Nakahara, you have to come to the agency now, it's about dazai, we found something we shouldn't have."

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The moment chuuya heard that sentence his eyes went wide, he was worried, and kunikida's tone did not calm him down whatsoever. His heart pounded against his chest, quicker than a normal person's heart. He looked at child dazai, that was still eating the crab soup he made a few moments ago. Should chuuya take dazai with him? Or just leave him at home? No, leaving him home would NOT end well..  But then again they just left the agency and dazai seemed to be content and comfortable here. 

It would be for the better to leave dazai here.. Right?? After all, dazai is in comfortable clothes, he has food and everything, plus he seems like a child that would not make much trouble (much to chuuya's surprise), yeah chuuya will leave him here, explain everything he needed to know and dazai will be good, right?? 

"Dazai, I need to go somewhere, stay here okay? The food you can take is in the pantry and if you need to draw or watch a movie it is right here, just don't break anything for God's sake" little dazai just nods his head, accepting the rules chuuya had set for him. 

Chuuya quickly got his coat and hat from the hanger, threw on his shoes and hurried to the agency with messily locking the door. What was so important that he needed to get there immidiently? It was a mystery that chuuya needed to find out, even though he is not good at mysteries (poe's book).

Chuuya slammed the agency's door open yet again and entered hurriedly, everyone in the office seemed unsettled and creeped out, okay this was definitely serious. He walked over to kunikida who had called him before and gave him an expecting look, he needed answers now. 

Kunikida nodded and went straight to explaining "we were trying to find information on the experiment and the lab by looking through the file dazai downloaded when we were on a mission. As we went through the subjects we found this.. " he pointed to the screen and what chuuya saw, sent ahivers down his whole spine. 

Name: Shuuji Tsushima                                         
Experiment name: ꍟꋪꋪꂦꋪ!!                                     
Experimental Ability: ꀸꂦꍟꑄꂚ'꓄ ꍟꉼꀤꑄ꓄                 
Ability: "No longer human"                                 
WARNING: whatever you do, don't approach this subject. 

There was a picture attached to it, it was exactly like the little dazai they had seen before, except in this picture he had a sinister and a cruel, evil smile. his face was dark, as if the darkness had swallowed him whole in that photo. His eyes were a blood red colour filled with death and sorrow. 

All of this made chuuya terrified, just what hell does dazai have been through??? How is the port mafia connected to this, since all of these hospital gowns seem to be the old port mafia's gown styles as well, not to meantion, mori was definitely involved. How is mori and the port mafia connected to all of this? 

The warning gave chills to anyone who read it, how can a child be such a big danger to so many people's lives, even with the best weapons and protection. What does 'experimental ability Mean??? Chuuya has too many questions, ALSO, WHO IS SHUUJI TSUSHIMA? 

He was frozen in place, he couldn't move. Chuuya's pupils were tiny and disoriented with blue eyes written worry over them, chuuya can't hide it now, he needs answers, immidiently. 

Kunikida saw his panic and he just nodded in understanding, and then he spoke up again "we think that the experimental ability means a fake ability created by the lab, that is how it affected dazai, since it wasn't a real ability he couldn't nullify it, hence it hit him." This sentence snapped chuuya out of his head and he just made a signal with his eyes, saying that he understood. 

"Although, there is one thing we all are curious about.. " kunikida walks to the rest of the agency, where the subject from the lab is as well. "We don't really know what these experimental ability's are made out of, and if it's fake, it has to have some kind of side effect, we just need to figure out, what it is.." Kunikida stated, his eyes traveling to everyone. 

Chuuya is facing the agency right now, and he feels odd, but whatever. He steps forward to the subject "if the ability effected dazai by touch, then the side effects can happen through touch as well.. We just need someone to try it out." There was a long pause, the agency understood where chuuya was coming from, but what if someone touched the child by their hand again and something bad happened to that person? 

"Oi, the other redhead." Chuuya was calling out tanizaki, he is kinda the most forgetful one so he should be the one to do it, right?? "Touch the child's hand." Chuuya wasn't asking, he was ordering tanizaki to do it. Tanizaki was pretty terrified of chuuya despite being his coworkers husband. Tanizaki scaredly walked to the experiment, he touched the hand, and chuuya's theory was proven right.

There was a bright light surrounding them, similar to tanizaki's own ability, which was scary. But they were in a place that looked like a void hole, everywhere around was grey with a white tone, the current agency members featuring fukuzawa, kunikida, yosano, atsushi, tanizaki himself and kyoka was here with them all as well, along with chuuya. Okay.. Just what the hell is this place.

They all looked around the void hole until they saw the current dazai appear out of thin air. It seemed like he was trapped here while his child self is still out there. Dazai gave them a cheerful smile and a wave and they all were relieved to see him. 

Chuuya went up to him first lightly punching him on his shoulder "we're you here all the time?" Dazai just simply nodded and gave him a smile, chuuya recognized it. It was a smile signaling that something is about to go down and he will not like it. The smile of distress and fear. Chuuya's gaze softened and he was worried what will happen next. 

The others were just relieved to see him and atsushi of course hugged him and started asking him the 20 questions. Dazai simply chuckled and patted atsushi's head. "Dazai-san.. What do we have to do now..?" Atsushi asked unsure of what to do next. 

Dazai looked stressed.. "Well atsushi-kun.. We'll have to take a path down memory lane."

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Dazai felt exposed. Like his past was about to reveal to everyone here, show his deepest and darkest moments of his life. He hated it. Dazai had always hid his past away from everyone, even Chuuya.

His past had shaped him into the person he was in the mafia, but he got pulled out of it by one person only, oda. He really wanted to fulfill his wish and leave his past behind, so he acted like he wasn't in the port mafia and didn't know anyone there. Well, with one exception that is.. Chuuya.

He couldn't bring himself to pretend like he doesn't know Chuuya at all, because it's just simply impossible. Chuuya may be in the mafia but he is a part of dazai's light. When he met chuuya, he was interested in him and that made him want to live a little longer. When they started dating, life already felt a bit more beautiful.

Dazai was snapped out of his thoughts when the void they were standing in turned all black, this was an alarm for everyone there, something is about to start.

The black atmosphere melted and it turned into a scene, there was a big penthouse built like in the late 90s. It felt like they were there, like they could easily walk around it, and walk in. They were completely in the memory and could freely move around. It felt so real.

And suddenly a boy walked right past them all, he had messy brown hair with caramel coloured eyes, he was wearing a more expensive looking type of clothing. It looked very expensive for the time line they assumed they were in.

They carefully watched the boy walk past them and into the house. The screen moved along with them, like they all were in some kind of 3d movie.

The young boy walked in the house and shut the door behind him, the second he did a servant went up to him. "Welcome back young Tsushima, is there anything I could do for you?"

Wait.. is that..DAZAI?! He did look quite similar to his 8 year old self they had seen before. Everyone looked at him with a confused or shocked expression, Dazai just nodded and continued watching the scene, the others followed suit.

The boy shook his head and he walked upstairs, the boy went down a long hallway and turned right. There was a door different from all of the other basic white ones they saw. It was a white door but it was painted. There were painted all different kinds of things, like someone had made doodle art out of a door.

The young boy looked no younger than 6 here, so it was kind of surprising to see a quiet 6 year old with expensive clothing. Especially if it's their well known cheery detective.

The child opened the door and the room was definitely something.. It was filled with picture-like posters on the wall, it looked like most of them were hand made, definitely not on a level of 6 years old, but you can never fully know things fully with that man, or child in this situation.

He had a simple bed with white sheets and a desk as well. He had another door in his room which they all assumed to be the bathroom.

His room was an absolute mess, everything was thrown around the room, clothes on the ground. There was even dust on the floor. The boy quickly ran around the house to a cleaning room, he grabbed all of the cleaning tools like the vacuum and chemicals to clean off any stains.

The boy ran back to his room and quickly started picking up his clothes on the ground and with a rush trying to fold them and put them back in the closet, he started vacuuming the room with quick movements like he was in a rush.

After about 5 minutes Shuuji had his room cleaned and spotless, a lot were shocked at how fast it was done. And then he heard the front door bell ring.

Shuuji ran once again, quickly stuffing the cleaning tools back in the room meant for them and he ran back downstairs. The brunette slowed down completely at the front door and took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hello father."

They saw a man in his thirties standing outside the door, he looked similar to Shuuji, brown hair, the frame was pretty much the same, the only thing that was different is that he had bright red eyes, well.. Shuuji did have red eyes but they were so dark they looked brown.

"THAT'S YOUR FATHER?!" Yosano and Kunikida yelled at the same time. They have never seen any dazai's family members or anything. They only found out about his husband not so long ago as well, it was surprising.

Dazai smiled slightly, it looked so real but Chuuya saw it wasn't genuine at all. He looked at Dazai telling him everything that he was thinking with that expression that screams 'what happened?'

The others mostly stared at the scene in front of them, well of course Kenji was always the open minded one "ohh he looks so much like you!" Dazai's smile faltered at that. It showed his discomfort.

Dazai was not telling them something. But they were sure to see it very soon. Dazai always had secrets, ones that are hidden so deep that no human would be able to dig them out.. Well this is the exception. 

The man known as Shuuji's father looked down at him and scoffed. He took off his coat and carelessly threw it onto his ‘son’, like he was a useless statue standing there.

His father went further into the house while Shuuji slowly removed the coat thrown over him and he put it on the actual hanger, meant to hold the clothes. The little kid looked merely calm and empty. So he just stayed there next to the hangers just staring at his father's jacket, for whatever reason.

That is until he heard his father yell "SHUUJI, YOU USELESS CHILD, GET OVER HERE!!" His father was clearly mad and the 6 year old’s eyes flickered with fear, an emotion so hidden it would go unnoticed by most people.

Shuuji practically ran again to his father who was standing in the kitchen. "Yes father?" The little boy stood in the kitchen with a straight back, looking at the man. His father didn't look particularly angry but he looked rather annoyed.

"Did you leave such a mess in the kitchen?!" The so-called mess was just a few crumbs on the kitchen counter that Shuuji accidentally forgot to clean completely, this is not gonna be good for him, is it? 

Shuuji put his head down in shame and fear. Standing straight and looking down at the floor, such childlike eyes that looked far more emptier than they should look. His father never really was the nicest man.. Constantly bringing some women into the house, or as his father would like to refer to them as 'sluts' or 'whores'. 

"THAT'S IT, if you're gonna make a mess in MY kitchen, you'll get no more food for 2 days. You should be grateful that I'm only making it 2." Shuuji knew what that was like already, a necessity that is needed for a person to survive constantly dangled right in front of him, taken away when wanted and put back when wanted. Food wasn't his choice to decide on, it never really was.

This has happened many times before, if he makes a mistake his food, bed, clothes could be taken away. Nothing ever was his, his father was letting him 'borrow' the things in his life. as his father once said "everything you have is mine, i'm just letting you borrow it. you're nothing without me." It was true, he was nothing without his father's money, he needed it to survive in the first place, living wasn't fun, and he saw no purpose in it, so he accepted the punishments with no restraint.

"What kind of father does this.." Tanizaki said in a whisper-like tone, everyone watching the scene a bit stunned, how can a father treat his child like that? taking away basic human needs. it's extremely cruel and insensitive, this is definitely not okay and someone should do something about it. doesn't he have a mother or something?

Chuuya was standing right next to Dazai, his presence enough to comfort, this was a huge invasion of privacy and definitely brought up memories that Dazai wished were buried deep into the ground. With a small brush of a hand here and there, Chuuya tried to support his husband as much as he could, hoping that the detective felt more safe with his presence.

After getting scolded, Shuuji ran back upstairs to his room and started packing his bag. after the 2 horrible days without food will be gone, he will go over to his mother's. Shuuji always went to visit his sick mother every week at her little home. She never was the richest, she was barely surviving with all the hospital bills she had to treat. Shuuji could see her slowly slipping away from life every time he visited, and sometimes he wished that the roles could be switched.

His mother was the kindest woman he had seen, always making sure he has clothes when taken away, food when it's not available to him by his man whore of a father. She was working minimum wage jobs, 2 to be exact. The clothes she gave Shuuji were sewn by her, with delicate materials and style that she thought he looked best in. Eventually Shuuji had learned how to sew as well, his mother taught him everything he needed to know and he had sewn his first clothing piece, a simple T-shirt.

Despite her sickness, his mother was holding on. Always taking care of her 6 year old son when she could. Shuuji usually called her lily because of her name being 'Lilith', beautiful name for a beautiful woman. She isn't exactly fully Japanese, since her parents were from 2 different countries, her mother from  japanese, and her father from italy.

Such a sweetheart she was, loved by most of the people in her neighborhood. Lilith was helpful, kind and absolutely a person you could rely on. Shuuji's father however was the opposite, known as a jerk and a user, a cruel and evil man. no one ever knew how he and Lilith had ended up together at some point.

His mother raised him to be whatever he wants to be, telling Shuuji that it's okay to be anything, and she would always accept him, no matter what. His father, Haruke, never accepted people, gay? disgusting. trans? ew. That was the mindset he had, total opposites once again.

"What a disgusting man." Yosano responded to this, slowly she started piecing together that there could be more than just taking away basic needs, there may be a pattern of.. abuse? perhaps? knowing people like this, all of them are the same. abusive, drink a lot, and whore around. she was sure that was the case, it wasn't hard to piece together.

Fukuzawa had noticed that Shuuji never actually had a childhood... well when he is with his mother, but she is still sick, and having a child witness their mother slowly fading from this world is just sad to see. A child should never be experiencing pain like this.

The next day his father had left him alone in the house once again, nothing different. The brunette knew that if he tried to eat, it would be seen by Haruke, since father has cameras all around the house, and he has a memory of what was in the fridge and what wasn't. how annoying, now he had to starve for 2 days straight until he could get to his mother's house, at least it isn't more than 2 days..?

Shuuji walked upstairs to his room, and removed a floorboard inside of his closet, revealing a notebook? it was more of a sketchbook seeing the cover. with a collage of random journal cutouts that his father doesn't know about. Inside was full of creative ideas for clothing, he had grown to love clothing design, just because of his lovely mother. There were a bunch of creative outfit ideas, designed for both men and women.

no one really knew about this hobby of his, except for his dear mother of course that he cherished for still being there for him. The young boy knew she didn't have long, so he tried to visit her every chance he could, hear her voice and the gentle stroke of her hand. one day, she wouldn't be here and he would forget her voice, her touch and her face. It's sad to think about. If he manages to live long enough he might forget her, and that would be terrifying.

The little kid who was now sitting in his closet (both literally and figuratively) was letting his mind run however it wanted to on the blank page. He drew a woman's body base and started sketching clothing pieces or pieces that popped up in his head. The outfit he had drawn was a black suit but it didn't have a jacket, instead it had the button up shirt and a black lace like formal vest over it. black material covering the base of the vest and the lace over the black fabric for more detail. matched with lace gloves. The pants were basic black wide dress pants, incorporating the lace in some elements of the pants, but not making it too loud.

he had truly learned from his mother, Lilith always designed stuff like this when she had time to do so, just for fun, and Shuuji took that habit and learned from it. yes his drawing wasn't as... flawless as his mother's it was a bit messy and more disjointed, but he drew well for his age.

Before he noticed it, the day had gone by and it was almost 5:00 pm, he had spent the day drawing or just playing with some of the toys his mother had given him, since his father would never actually care enough to get him anything other than a bed, desk, closet, in summary, basic needs that he tended to take away sometimes.

Haruke never really returned home early, instead he spent his day by working, hitting on random girls at his company, then going out to pick up some 'sluts' same as always. Shuuji was left home alone with the multiple servants most of the time, but he liked it that way. Since the young boy was obviously loving his mother more he took advice from her instead, and one thing Shuuji couldn't understand is his father's behaviour and mindset, so you just want to fuck around your whole life..? weird.

After the days went by he was ready to go to his mother's little house, that was the only place he felt at home. He was just 6 but he was acting more like a 15 year old.. serious, closed off, cold and he did everything himself, never needed help from anyone. He was already smart, knowing basic logic that normal kids only learn when they are in their teenage years. Shuuji never had a childhood.

Shuuji wasn't a kid, he was already different from the moment he was born, barely or never cried, acted way more mature, understood and adapted better than some teenagers even. Truly fascinating, or so his mother thought. Haruke absolutely hated Shuuji for not being normal, he was just so strange. oftentimes called a monster by his own father, so it made him question, is he human at all?

The human qualities are such as emotion, body language, taking time to understand and communicating well. Everything Shuuji doesn't have. The boy barely feels emotion, barely expresses anything in body language, understands everything in a heartbeat, and he has no social life. He didn't even go to school or kindergarten, his father quoted ' you don't need those things'

Shuuji had never seen another child his age, the only places he has ever been is his mother's house, and his father's mansion. When he was with Lily he was also in the house, just because of his mother having no strength to actually take him outside, Shuuji was stuck indoors at all times. Hell, he barely saw any other stranger, only the women his father brings or just people he sees out of the window.

So that's why he is the way he is.. thought Chuuya, it was sad hearing this, but dazai is in a better place now. He always knew something was off, he was acting more childish, but had a mature and serious side at times. It was like there were 2 masks he wore. Around chuuya he was different, he could express sadness, disgust, anger, every human emotion. Dazai didn't have to wear a mask in front of Chuuya.

Both of them had developed trust, deep trust, and it allowed dazai to let chuuya see him . Not the facade, not the lies, but him. it was definitely more relaxing around Chuuya, he never feels judged, Dazai feels more understood. Both of them had their own issues, but both of them found the other as medicine. Some might say "Chuuya was the worst drug Mori gave dazai '' but he's more like a medicine..

Everyone in the room was silent, they had no words, just those disgusting, pitying faces, looking right at him, digging into his skin. Except for his husband, who was just standing by his side, both of their hands brushing against the other's, Chuuya was looking at the scene instead of him. He knew dazai wouldn't like it, so he avoided looking at him, just this once.

Upon arriving at his mother's place something was already off...the door was unlocked, and it was dead silent in the house. This sent shivers down Shuuji's spine. He slowly opened the front door, Lilith's coat was put on the hanger, and shoes in place. So she was home.

The little boy entered the living room, she wasn't there. He tried the kitchen, she wasn't there. So he tried the bedroom, the door made a creaking sound. His eyes averted to the main point of the bedroom, the bed itself. The boy's expression turned into pure horror.


Lilith's body was lying on the bed, in a pool of blood.

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Suddenly a scream was heard. A horrified scream of a small boy, filled with so much fear and pain. It was loud, so much so the sound echoed throughout the whole house and outside of it. 

Lilith was stabbed multiple times, 10 in the chest, 4 in the stomach, 2 in the throat. And the most disturbing of all her tongue was sliced off and her eye stabbed, with the weapon still in it. It was a scene full of gore. Blood on the sheets, sinking in it. Blood on the floor, lying in a puddle. The knife was large and sharp, the cuts were bigger than a normal knife would cut. 

Blood was oozing out of the wounds, it was a disturbing sight to take in. The knife was left in her eye socket, buried deep inside. Shuuji was holding a hand over his mouth in disturbance, the sight was too much to take in. His mother, the only one who loved him was brutally killed in her own home. 

Someone really hated her. Didn't like her eyes, and by the sign of it, hated when she talked. 

The problem was that she technically didn't have any enemies, everyone loved her. She was kind and treated everyone with care, so why did she deserve this? Why did she deserve to die such a horrible death? Pain. No one likes  i t. 

Blood on the walls, blood on the ground, blood soaked in the sheets, blood seeping out, blood on her body. 

Everyone was disturbed by this scene. The little ones had tears in their eyes from the situation and the gory scene. Kunikida was also disturbed, this reminded him of every person he couldn't save. Yosano was used to gore but her chest ached for her co-worker and close friend, to see the only person he loved killed so violently. 

Ranpo who was usually arrogant and not giving a fuck was also visibly disturbed, his candy that was still with him was on the supposed floor, surprisingly not picked up by ranpo. Fukuzawa was saying his condolences to dazai, with concern in his voice. Everyone was unsettled by this scene. 

And chuuya was silently comforting dazai who was still standing beside him, trying to keep up his facade and not give in to sorrow. Chuuya was disturbed as well but he knows that everyone is just as disturbed so there is no need to voice it. He is just trying to give dazai some reassurance by physical touch, such as taking his hand in his own and squeezing it, while leaning his head on dazai to remind him that he's here. 

Shuuji didn't cry. He never did. 

Only one person was to blame for this, was his father. He never liked lilth, thought she was too soft, too kind for his liking. Everytime she talked he would throw witty remarks at her or sometimes slap her to make her stop, it was annoying him often. He hated her soft loving gaze at Shuuji, in his beliefs children are supposed to be used, not loved. Creating children just to use them for your own personal gain. 

To say that shuuji was enraged was a big understatement. The young boy felt the boil inside of him over heating and he was ready to avenge his loving mother. No one ever messes with a person he loves and cherishes. His so called father deserved a more painful death and he will repay his mother and give her justice. 

The only thing he knew was anger in his body, in his blood. He was young, but he wasn't a fool. He knew exactly what to do. 

Shuuji approached his now dead mother, and looked her in her only eye that looked more dead than ever. "You will get your justice mother, I won't let him get away with this."

Everyone in the room looked at dazai like they have seen a ghost, and what disturbed them was the way his eyes shone redder, and a smile was planted on his face. It wasn't his usual light fake smiles. It was a genuine proud smile of evil intentions. Was he really evil if haruke deserved it? 

Only a 6 years old child, will attempt a murder. sounds absurd. But not for dazai apparently, they didn't even know if it was murder or something worse or better.. 

Atsushi felt a shiver at seeing his mentor and kind person he knew like this. What is he really capable of? What is the full extent of what he can do? The gleam in his eyes wasn't the usual dazai they knew, no this was different. Kunikida and atsushi made eye contact the same concern and slight fear in their eyes. 

The young boy took the remaining knife out of his mother's eye, watching the blood seep out of her eye he looked down at the knife and examined it.. The logo of a crossed C engraved on it, the same kind his father loves to use. Which was already more evidence. The knife's holder was a material that kept faint finger prints on it, so he could see the hand's positioning on the weapon. 

The hand looked like it was big, like father's. Either that was all a coincidence or his earlier assumption was right. He'll need more evidence than that.. 

He left the room his mother was in and entered the little hallway that leads to all the rooms on the side walls, entering the living room/kitchen that is the opposite side of lilith's bedroom, shuuji looked for any traces or damage. He knew the house well, so he would know. 

When he saw no traces he moved to the entrance that was initially already unlocked when he walked in. There was a pin on the ground, 'so father broke in, huh..' Footprints on the carpet that looked drenched in mud, taking a good look at the footprints he realized that those were Indeed some boots haruke owns. Living in the house alone with basically nothing to do, he learned to observe anything to cure his boredom. 

Now they can hear his thoughts? How fun, this is gonna be a disaster.. Everyone was looking at him, it was so weird that dazai knew how to look for evidence. Constantly observing everything, he was intelligent for his age. Already finding the evidence of it all, holy shit, remind them to never become his enemy..

'That bastard.. Wait till I get home father, you'll regret existing in this place we call the world. 

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To say the least, Shuuji was angry, enraged, furious, you name it. He knew what he had to do, but he was never really confident in making decisions since he never really had a chance to make those.. So all he needs is for father to admit it. That's easy to do, that man only brags about himself. With a heavy chest Shuuji took the knife and threw it in the sink, then he got his things and before leaving the house he took another look at his mother he loved dearly, saying his goodbye to her. "Bye mama, i'll miss you." 

With that Shuuji walked out of the little home she was living in and headed to his father's mansion he happened to live in. Upon entering the household his father was already waiting for his return..? The second he entered his father grabbed him by the hair and dragged him to the back room of the house. He heard his father speak in a low voice "You better not spit a word about what you saw." oh, that was easy, 'Father is so dumb..'

Haruke kept slamming his head into the wall "I hope you know the consequences to your actions. if you tell anyone about this, i'll kill you like your mother" maybe his father was dumbly smart? somehow he knew that Shuuji would figure it out. At this point his face was bruised and blood was seeping out of his nose. It hurts. Shuuji will not tolerate it, who the hell does his father think he is? First he killed Lily, now he is hurting him.

It had been a minute of his head being aggressively slammed into the wall until his father left him alone to bleed on the floor while trying to regain his posture, it happened a lot after all.. Shuuji remembers exactly how painful life can be.

Flashback..

"SHUUJI YOU USELESS FUCKING BRAT."his father said as he threw a plate at him "WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT TOUCHING THINGS THAT AREN'T MEANT TO BE TOCUHED IN THIS HOUSE?!" Haruke grabbed Shuuji by his arm with a grip that could bruise. The plate was broken, some of the pieces remained deep into the skin of his shoulder and some in the neck.

"I'm sorry father.." He said with a pained voice "i'll be good..!" The man's grip got tighter, his hand had gripped right where a little shard was in his skin, so it hurt like hell and Shuuji screamed in pain, it hurt “S-Stop.." Haruke's face was filled with anger but some kind of pleasure.

"oh i'll make sure that you never do it again.." His father said as he grabbed a bigger shard that was in his skin out with no mercy, just ripping it out causing Shuuji to desperately try to get away from the grip with a pained expression. Shuuji saw how the sharp end of the broken plate's shard went to his other arm and slid down, making a cut in that arm, slowly. 

Shuuji whimpered in pain, it hurt a lot. The older man was slowly trailing it on his arm, making a big long cut in it. Then he pushed Shuuji on the ground, where the plate had broken on "hope you learned your lesson you ungrateful brat." And with that, his father walked away, leaving him in pain on the sharded ground that was now cutting open other places since he was laying in full broken sharp pieces of the plate.

Trembling the young boy slowly walked to the bathroom, pained sounds leaving his mouth. After 10 minutes of struggle and bleeding out he made it to the bathroom. Shuuji carefully removed the shards from his skin, leaving cries of pain and whimpers out of his mouth, it burned, it ached. He was only 5.. and he felt a tear trail down his eye. 'I'm gonna be okay, father likes me..right? he was just teaching me to behave.

Upon removing the pieces of the porcelain he reached for the aid kit and grabbed some bandages to cover his arms. for the first time in his life Shuuji felt comfortable, safe..like nothing can hurt him because he had a protective layer around him, it was nice.. it covered his arms from danger.

End of flashback..

The same pain.. the same feeling. He was now 6, it was barely over a year ago. his arms were always in bandages from that day, he had covered his neck with it as well. He wanted to feel safe, to feel like he had found a place.

The room was dead silent, most of the people had reacted to that scene they saw in the flashback with horror and tears. It was gruesome, and no child should go through that. He was just 5. It was pure abuse. Even Chuuya felt his eyes stinging, the person he loved the most has suffered so much.. yet he is acting like it didn't affect him at all.

They would be lying if they said that none of them felt a little bad for making fun of his bandages. Seeing how comforting it was to him when he was 5 and brutally abused by his own father.

The deep gash on his right arm.. Chuuya had seen it on his arm when he took the bandages off usually, that scar was the most long and looked pretty severe. He was always curious about it but never dared to ask since he knew Dazai would have a negative reaction. Now that he knew, he felt sick, like something in his stomach turned. It looked so painful, and for Dazai to shed a tear it must be really hurtful.

Yes he has gone through way worse stuff now, but it was just because his pain tolerance increased overtime. That's just sad. A person who has experienced so much pain to the point he is practically immune to it.. it's painful to watch, something in his chest just tightens and he wants to just hold Dazai in his arms forever now.

All of them turned back to the scene when it flashed and changed again.

Shuuji held his hand over the nose to stop the bleeding from going to the floor, and he slowly walked to the bathroom. His head was dizzy and he felt like passing out. No, he needs to stay awake, not like anyone else is going to take care of his injuries. WIth an unsteady walk he made it to the bathroom, this was a routine at this point.

The little boy took out the aid kit again and stuffed a cotton circular like shape in his nose. Then he took out some kind of oil meant for bruising and deep bruising with skin opened a bit, then he slowly put it over his blue, purple and red spots. He applied it with caution since it burned like hell, but at this point he was used to it. It stung like always, that same familiar feeling enveloping him.

He hated his father, he was a horrible man and a gurdian to him. He still remembers those soft, loving eyes staring at him, owned by his mother. She was a beautiful and a kind woman, and he will never forgive Haruke for what he dared to do..


This was the night he will murder his own father, that man he doesn't even want to consider a legal guardian to him.

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After nights like this Shuuji was usually locked in his bedroom.. not allowed to walk out, all of his entertainment items like the notebook he drew designs in were taken away or sometimes ripped..it was never really known if it's gonna be ripped or just tossed somewhere. it irritated the little boy, but there was nothing he could do about it. it hurt but it wasn't nothing he couldn't deal with.

Father had arranged a meeting today and he knew it was something about him, which gives him much less chances to kill him.. he mourned the death of his mother and he missed her dearly but he was utterly helpless. well sure, he had figured out how to hide extra things under the floor boards. Which did make the perfect spot to hide weapons or anything that'd have to do with killing his father or just things he didn't want Harkue to find.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Shuuji opened the floor board and took out Cyanide, a poison known to be very deadly to humans. Father had a few bottles of them in locked metal containers, sometimes in business you have to.. get rid of the competition. it was no secret to him that his father did it, Haruke even told him about it once, well, when he was in a good mood. He was even fed that day which was lucky for him.

Little did he know that his son, the child in his house, would use it against him. The grief was overwhelming for 6 year old Shuuji, he had to get his justice, justice for his mother, just justice in general. 

Having read doesens of books in his little 6 years of life, the brunette had learned a lot of knowledge even adults don't know. He once read this book about mechanisms, thus he learned how the door lock actually works, which helped to be useful on days like this. Locked in his room, no food or anything. He figured he could just grab one of the needles he used to try sewing with to easily unlock the door, and it worked like a charm.

Fiddling with the lock the little boy unlocked the door eventually and he was finally out of that cage, it took him only about a minute or 2. Walking down the hallway and to the point where the stairs were he looked down and could see his father from the living room, he was getting ready for a meeting? whatever, guess that meeting won't be happening, and it happened to be even more perfect that father had a plate of food on the coffee table, all he needed to do is wait for father to be distracted and just pour the poison on the food, and it could be good.

Or so he thought because because the doorbell rang and he quickly ran behind the railing to hide, only to peak a little bit to see who it was. Turns out it was a.. pair? It was a man and a woman but they didn't really seem together.. that's not important, the important part is that they were a man and a woman with 4 gunned men behind them, he guessed it was bodyguards since father has men like that behind him too.

His father, Haruke invited them in and they sat down in the big living room, the snack table on the coffee table, the voices were faint from there but he could hear somethings..

"Yes....interested- boy" The voices were barely audible but he could make some parts out "...Much?" "...Perfect for-" It was confusing but he had a terrible feeling in his gut that they were talking about him, they did mention a boy and his father has no other boy.. only him. For the first time in his life he felt anxious, nervous, what are they gonna do? what's gonna happen? he didn't know

The implications of the scene were obvious, they wanted Dazai, they wanted the boy to themselves.. maybe not exactly as a child, although some of them were just as confused as little Shuuji. Chuuya, Yosano and Fukuzawa were very aware.

"I'm not sure I understand.." said Atsushi, he looked confused.. the kid was just so dense. "yeah me neither.." the other kid said, which was Tanizaki. why did the kids have to watch this anyway, it was just gonna get more and more brutal..

All Chuuya could do at the moment was hold his husband close and just offer him the non-verbal comfort he could give, because it was truly hard for Dazai to have his life and his trauma put on display. He understood his pain at the moment and tried his best to offer what he has of any sense of grounding. To say Chuuya will pamper him back at home is an understatement.

They talked for awhile, then his father and the pair went into a different room, he couldn't quite see which one since there was a wall infront of his vision. The food was left on the table so this was his chance.

The little boy quietly walked downstairs and he glued himself to the wall just before the living room, just popping out a head to look if they really were gone. Shuuji made sure to check every corner and edge before going to the table and pouring the liquid all over the food, of course he held his breath while doing so to prevent to poison himself, as much as he didn't want to exist he had to be here to see his father choke on his own poison.

The second he was done he closed the bottle and quickly went back up the stairs behind the railing to watch over the living room, he was so excided. it may be wrong to be this excided for his own guardian's death but Shuuji didn't care, he was done with the abuse, humiliation, and most of all his father's actions towards his mother.

The little boy couldn't help but grin at the idea of his father dropping to the floor, his own stomach acid going up to his throat and spilling out till it was empty, the suffering his father will go through, the pain, the ache in his stomach and throat while the poison burns his insides, eats away at his skin and organs, how his blood vessels will be burned to the point he will see his raw bones, holes in his skin.

The poison was so strong it will eat away at his skin till there would be nothing left but a skeleton and the remains of the acid. He didn't care if the pair will end up eating the food as well and experience the same fate, all he cared about is that his father will go through pain and agony till he finally dies.

To say the agency was terrified of the boy's thoughts would be an understatement. he was 6 and was already thinking about such cruel and gory things. Atsushi couldn't even look at the scene, he knew it will graphic and he could barely handle Yosano's treatment.

Kunikida was gaped in shock, holding his hand over Kyoka's eyes, he knew what was about to come and at this point they couldn't even look at his own work partner, this was a different Dazai, this was someone who was hidden from them for so long, it felt unsettling.

When his Father and the pair returned to the living room after their, very secret discussion, they sat back down at the living room couch and Haruke offered them the plate of food, both refused for obvious reasons.

But his guardian just shrugged and took a bite of one of the sushi's on the food plate, Shuuji's grin widened at that, this felt so right, so satisfying, finally after everything, his stupid father was gonna die, all of the suffering he went through was not for nothing.

Haruke was fine for seconds till he started coughing.. then it became worse and he felt vomit going up his throat with no stopping. The acid started leaking from his mouth without his permission. He felt a burn inside his stomach, it felt like there was a fire match lit up inside his stomach. 

The acid went up till he started coughing up blood, it was like a small river, just flowing and flowing and flowing. He looked at the pair "you..-" he was fully convinced the pair did this but they just looked at him while he was in agony with a confusion evident on their faces.

They stood up with shock and looked down at him while he was coughing up his own blood with his skin becoming irritated and slowly burn marks started to appear, some of them were evening bubbling.. the skin was practically cooking, and it was getting overcooked.. it became more brownish. Some of his skin was starting to come off in hardened pieces revealing raw flesh that was starting to burn as well.

Haruke screamed in agony, he was getting burned from inside out. "H-HOW..- C-COU..ld yo-ou.." He looked at the pair dead in the eyes with so much anger. Till a small brunette boy appeared behind them.



"don't blame innocent people, will you, father~"

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Haruke looked like he saw a ghost, his own son poisoned him with his own tricks. "S-Shuuji.. you bit..ch" All he could do was curse at his son while he stared down at him with creepy grin on his face, like he was enjoying this, it was his entertainment. He knew that Shuuji was always a strange child who creeped him out since birth but.. he had never felt this terrified of his own (if he can call him that).

His own son watched him slowly die in suffering till he was nothing but bones with melted skin and acid.

"not bad.." The man of the pair said, his smug face looking at the little boy. The woman was matching the man's grin, they seemed very delighted at the turn of events! This had turned out way better than they expected, they didn't even have to pay the promised money to the man, because well, he was just bones now!! They couldn't be happier, this young man was fit for their ideals, after all his father did mention that he had a creepy kid he needed to get rid of.

The brunette looked at them with a reddish glint in his eyes, he looked so unsettling.. like he was a body with no soul, you couldn't find a soul in those eyes. it was just an endless void of nothingness. the pair stepped back a bit while keeping up the smug faces, they were clearly creeped out as well.. but that never stopped them from getting their worth. "He's perfect." said the woman.

"take him to the limo" the man announced and Shuuji was dragged by the body guards outside of the house into their fancy limo. while the other 2 bodyguards went to retrieve some of his belongings, they weren't that cruel to let the child go without something of his.

The little boy showed no signs of anxiety or nervousness, just nothing at all. he was good at hiding his thoughts and feelings, he was like a book no one could lockpick or open. Shuuji was always locked off with a lock with no keyhole. he was like a face behind a mirror, when you broke the mirror the face disappeared without a trace or an answer. He was a mystery and that is exactly what intrigued the couple.

do you have a clue, why exactly you are here?" asked the woman sitting across from him, next to the man. the pair facing Shuuji. The little boy kept his mouth shut, he never revealed any of his cards, keeping quiet is gonna keep them guessing to what kind of person he is.

"I see.. we have a quiet one here!!" said the woman with a smile that showed slight frustration. The brunette had to hold back a smirk, he was playing his game right, she couldn't find what she wanted to find. no matter what she tried he wouldn't speak a word, keep them on their toes till one of them broke and gave him the necessary information he was looking for. their masks of nice guys were cracking and he knew it.

"woah.." said Kyoka, she knew Dazai was smart but not that young.. he always had a way of people, to get them to do what he wants or just control them in general, it was like a mind control ability without having a literal ability. He knew exactly how to read anyone, how to tell from the slightest change exactly what they felt and that's how he got away with most of the stuff he was involved in.

Some of the adults looked extremely concerned.. he is just so fucking unsettling, it felt like his gaze crawled under their skin sucking their own soul out of their bodies to fill himself but just filling the endless black hole in himself. they didn't view this as a wow factor like the younger ones did, they found it worrying.. scary, unsettling. there was just.. something about him

Chuuya however looked proud as ever, he had a look written 'that's my husband' on his face. He did not care in the slightest, he found his lover beautiful the way he is, he didn't care about the void, or the unsettling look in his eyes, all he could see is a small child still searching for his own skin.

The woman and the man were so annoyed at this point. Whatever they did, they couldn't get the little boy to speak up "UGH... I AM SO DONE. FINE. WE TOOK YOU SO WE COULD TURN YOU INTO A PERFECT WEAPON. HAPPY????" the woman cracked, she was so frustrated, she had tried to get him to even make the slightest movement for an hour. the boy wasn't budging.

He finally got the information he needed.. so that's why they wanted him.. a violent, observant, unsettling child. that seemed like a perfect weapon to use. An innocent being that was a demon from inside out, someone who was so dark that even the toughest men would be scared of.

They arrived at yet another fancy house, i guess it looked more tasteful than his father's.. but still, he was so tired of the mansions, they always felt so empty and so uncomfortable. It felt like he was walking through endless hallways over and over again. he felt like the room was too big and like he was trapped in a different universe. 

The bodyguards led him outside, upon entering yet another mansion they didn't lead him upstairs or a different direction, they let him to this strange door.. when opened it lead down to a basement. He was quickly dragged down there to what looked like a large confined room, of course they still kept it fancy.. but something about this room reminded him of a confined mental hospital room.

Sure it was still very fancy looking but the confinement of the room was obvious.. the soundproof walls, the strange looking.. workout corner? it was all just very weird for him.

He was put in here and the door was locked behind the bodyguards.. it was nothing he couldn't lockpick but a the moment, he had no reason to unlock it. he'd rather just spend his time here with no weird people around. they were kind enough to bring his journal, where he drew all kinds of designs and some of his mother's plushies she made for him when she was alive and well.

So as of right now, he was okay with just staying here, drawing and observing his belonging and the room to the point of perfect picture recognition.

After an hour or two, the man of the pair came downstairs and brought him food..? now that was weird, why was he getting fed? why did they make him food that looks edible? is it poisoned? or worse.. what if the poison wasn't to kill him?

The man saw Shuuji just staring at the food, and he sighed. yeah it was pretty understandable that the little boy didn't take food from their hands. he had just been basically abducted and told that he was here just to make him their perfect body guard.

Eventually the guy went away letting Shuuji do several inspections on the food, and once deemed safe by him he ate it.. god he was starving. he was practically just skin and bones, his ribcage was peeking out from his skin, even his arms showed some of his bones. The little boy was basically a walking stick.

He was waken up by 2 bodyguards in louder voices commanding "Wake up mister Tsushima. Sensei Hada Tamotsu is ready for your training"


What?