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A harsh cough left Akutagawa as the intoxicating smell of must hit the siblings. Gin, the younger, had convinced her brother to help her do a clean out of their shared apartment after noticing how boxes had begun to pile up on each other. Gutting out their house had been a grueling process but definitely worth it, now onto the last section of the apartment.. the attic. This particular closet was where they threw bits and bobs, causing a layer of dust to lay on all the items like a thin blanket.
"Look at this Ryu, my curling iron!" Gin smiled softly seeing the curling iron she used as a teen remembering how she used to admire her waves despite missing many spots in the back. Akutagawa however merely nodded while covering his mouth struggling with the sheer amount of dust collected in the small room. Seeing her brothers struggle she mused silently passing him a face mask from her pocket knowing eventually in the cleaning progress he would need it.
The attic was filled to the brim, the siblings had moved in way back when Dazai had taken them in. They had lived in the same apartment since Akutagawa was fourteen, Gin twelve. It felt like yesterday despite being eight years ago. A few renovations had been needed, cracks in the walls and a unfortunate time when Rashomon decided to break a door had costed the siblings a fair amount of cash.
"Hm.. I didn't know we still have our old plushies." Akutagawa remarked glancing down at the box with variants of animal teddies. He gently rested the box to the side before going back to throwing the unneeded things into the trash, his sister however had different ideas- holding up his old lamb teddy with a giggle. The raven haired boy just shook his head disapprovingly turning away to hide a small smirk of amusement.
After sorting through boxes then managing to rearrange the set up of important boxes the two had finally completed their cleaning task moving to shut the door Akutagawa paused unable to, it was being held open by.. he paused opening the door wider before bending down picking up a digital camera, its silver colour glinting in the sun quickly attracting Gin's gaze.
"What's that?" She eagerly asked looking down at the small screen, black strands of hair falling over soft features.
"My old Camera- from.. 2006" Akutagawa remarked before adding "You may not remember but I recorded a lot of us just in case anything happened to me"
A pause rang through the room as both siblings met each others eyes before glancing to the camera again, Akutagawa went to the first video recorded turning up the volume.
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The cameras microphone picked up a small shuffling noise as a young wide eyed Akutagawa he;d up the camera looking around trying to avoid the camera lens out of awkwardness before pointing it out in front of him capturing a even younger Gin who was sat on the worn sofa. In her arms she was holding a small doll while munching on what looked like seaweed, her little legs swinging back and forth.
"Gin, look to the camera" The young voice behind the camera called out, Gin hearing the voice looked up shyly and waved.
"Why are you recording- I thought you were going to plait my hair?" The girl asked quietly a small pout falling on her expression before a small chuckle was heard from Akutagawa
"I will, I will.. I'm doing a video diary for the future ok?" Akutagawa explained standing in front of his sister to capture her in the moment, black hair let loose on small shoulders she wore black joggers (a hand me down from her older brother) and a purple shirt.
"Say something about yourself" Her brother chuckled still pointing the lens to his twelve year old sister waitingly. The girl paused as her brows furrowed, a thoughtful expression resting on her soft features.
"My name Is Gin.. My birthday Is soon and I like...the fancy beef ramen that Hirotsu buys me" Gin licked her lips at the thought. While her brother was being trained by Dazai in the mafia base, Gin was either out in the city with Hirotsu or getting taught various things by Kouyou.
"Eh? You're spoilt rotten aren't you" Akutagawa chuckled as he pressed the lens to Gins face dooming in as they laughed as children should. Loud and high pitched. Exactly the opposite of what the mafia taught them to be.
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The video finished, a bittersweet feeling falling on the siblings as they looked down at the video.
"How many more of these are there?" Gin asked curiously
"Hundreds" Akutagawa smiled, he cared for his sister a lot.. He had made these videos for if he ever died on a mission. Now, all of them, lay in their hands as a fresh wave of nostalgia hit them.