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Flashback
"Please don't kill me! I can do anything to please you! I... just don't want to die!" A young, frail voice pleads
"Really? Then can you do something for me?" A black haired boy - Atsushi - smothered in blood asks, looking down emotionlessly at the boy
"Yes! A-Anything!"
"Shut up and accept your fate." He says before cruelly swiping his sharp nails against the young boy's neck and leaving him to bleed out
"Another person who didn't do anything to save me from the headmaster's abuse gone. They all deserve it, I feel no remorse. Thank goodness I didn't let it slide." Atsushi thinks to himself while walking down the bloody halls. Eventually, he arrives outside as he continues to walk- unaware of his destination. "Where should I go, what should I do... The things I never thought of before getting my reve-" His monologue is cut short when a young man crashes into him. Atsushi quickly raises his head to look at the person
They have blue hair tied into a low ponytail, white gloves, and fancy clothing. They also have amber orange eyes that shimmer in the light, but his thoughts are cut short when the young man speaks up
"Are you okay? Apologies, I wasn't paying attention." The young man says with a small smile, reaching out a careful arm to him
Though despite his kind demeanor, all Atsushi can respond with is a glare. He doesn't trust anyone; that was a mistake that costed him years of torture. Atsushi picks himself up and dusts off his clothing before walking away
"Wait boy, I can offer you a treat to make up for it." The man says, reaching out an arm and following Atsushi quickly
"He speaks so fancy, he must be rich. Rich people disgust me." Atsushi thinks to himself before turning around and facing the man with dark eyes and an unreadable smile "Take me out for chazuke. I want chazuke."
"Just chazuke? Do you want a lifetime supply's worth of it? Your request just seems so little."
"Don't stress it, just buy me a single bowl of chazuke. I'm not a pig."
"Eating a lot doesn't make you a pig, you can't control your hunger. But anyways, follow me, I have a lovely cafe to introduce you to." The man says before grabbing Atsushi's hand and dragging him along. They arrive at a cafe labelled "Uzumaki Cafe". The man takes a seat and orders some of the most expensive things on the menu while Atsushi just stares at him the whole time with a blank expression.
"Well, my name is Chuuya Nakahara. You?" Chuuya says, positioning his hands under his chin
"Atsushi Nakajima." "Telling him my name couldn't hurt, could it? If he tried anything funny, I'd claim his life anyway."
"What a lovely name. I apologise in advance, this may sound offense, but why are you dressed in filthy rags? Would you like to go clothes shopping?"
"Clothes shopping?" Atsushi scoffs "You're a rich man, why do you give money away so carelessly to strangers?"
"I don't use my wealth to my advantage; I like to help those in need." Chuuya says, a small genuine smile forming on his face
Atsushi's eyes widen in surprise "You... help those in need..? You're not a snobby rich man..?"
"I'd say calling a rich person 'snobby' is quite stereotypical, don't you agree? I care about everyone."
Atsushi looks away, contemplating for a moment before the food arrives
"Enjoy your meal, Chuu-san~!" The waitress says happily
"Chuu-san?" Atsushi laughs mockingly
"There's nothing wrong with the nickname." Chuuya says, slightly offended
"Suit yourself, rich man." Atsushi says before he bites into his chazuke and his face immediately lights up with delight
Chuuya rolls his eyes but can't hide his happiness at the young boy enjoying his meal. Chuuya decides to eat his own
Approximately 30 minutes later, Chuuya finishes his meal. It only took Atsushi 1 minute to finish his, since his 'meal' was so small.
"Boy, Atsushi, would you like to join the Port Mafia?"
Atsushi's jaw drops before raggedly whispering "The fucking mafia? Are you insane!? Why are you asking this in public!?" Atsushi says, a look of agitation on his face
Chuuya shrugs his shoulders "You seem like a perfect fit. I know you killed all those innocent children. And before you ask me how I know, nothing escapes my eyes."
Atsushi turns ghostly white before regaining his composure "I'll join, I guess..."
Chuuya's eyes light up with delight before swooping the poor boy from his chair and cradling him in a bridal style "Wonderful! The boss will be very pleased to hear the new addition."
"Hey! Let go of me!"
Chuuya lets him down before exiting the cafe alongside him. They soon enter a shady alleyway and entering a small doctor's office
"Chuuya-kun, you're back." The man says with a pleased smirk before noticing the boy behind "That is..?"
"Atsushi Nakajima. He requests to join the Mafia."
"Of course you can!" The man says immediately "Chuuya-kun, you'll be his mentor as you are the one who discovered him. The man gets up and pulls out some keys from a drawer before forcing it into Chuuya's hands "This is his room number. Take good care of him~"
"Yes, boss." He says with a bow before walking off to the Port Mafia building "That man is Mori Ogai, the boss. It's best in your favour not to anger him." He says, still walking ahead. Atsushi doesn't respond.
They soon arrive at Atsushi's room and open the door. Chuuya gives Atsushi the key "Your room is only a few doors away from mine. Knock if you need anything, alright?" He says before leaving
"mm.. ok..." Atsushi responds quietly before looking around his room. His room is average, but to a boy who has slept in a dirty cell his whole life, it's a royal palace. With no etiquette at all, he jumps into bed with his shoes on.
"It's like sleeping in a palace, this is the bare minimum I should have received." Atsushi says to himself before taking off his shoes and socks and getting up to check the wardrobe.
The wardrobe is flooding with clothes, them all being high quality and expensive. Atsushi takes out a black shirt and black pants before changing into them and placing his orphanage clothes on his bed. Atsushi's hands dig around in the drawers before finding it's goal - a lighter. He immediately puts on his socks and shoes and goes all the way to the bottom floor and outside the building just to throw his orphanage clothes on the floor and burn them.
"I don't want a reminder of my abusers." Atsushi walks back into the building and heads towards his room again, before he's stopped by a purple-haired woman
"Are you Atsushi Nakajima? I've heard a lot about you from Chuuya-san. He could only list positives about you."
Atsushi's ears slightly flush red "mm... tell him I said thank you..."
The purple-haired woman - Higuchi - immediately rushes upstairs to deliver the message
Atsushi walks up to a windowsill and leans forward, gazing out into the horizon "I've found a place to call home, a place where people don't mistreat me. Am I in heaven?"