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The gray haired boy dragged his feet on the dry ground cement feeling like he was going to past out anytime soon. He noticed some people's eyes on him but he could care less. He was finally out of that hell place that was called an orphange. He hated that place with all his heart. They beat him so violently that it made him want to throw up by just thinking about it. He stopped his tracks as he leaned against a pole to take a breather. He had been walking ever single that night weeks ago. He wanted to be away from that place fast.
Wet drops fell on top of his head which scared him as he jumped slightly before looking up to see it raining. His lips curved into a small smile and closed his eyes as he felt more drops falling down which he happily enjoyed.
“This is what it feels to get wet by the rain..” He mumbled to himself, loving the wet feeling of rain against his skin.
He had been seen the outside world; not even the rain. He had only seen it outside the little window that was in the attic where he’d sleep on. Now, he was out of that place and seeing the world for the very first time especially the rain that he loved.
His eyes suddenly opened wide as he heard a loud voice from afar. He slowly glanced back to see a group of men in black suits and one specific person who seemed like the leader. He had this expression on his face that wasn’t pleasant at all. He wore black clothing from top to bottom. He seemed like he was looking for something until his cold eyes met the young boy’s ones.
The young boy gasped as he met the boy’s cold eyes that had so much hatred which he didn’t understand why the boy was looking at him in that way. He had never met anyone outside of the orphange so why was he looking at him with so much hatred.
He then noticed the black suit men running towards him which made him run off, hoping that he’ll escape from them but he suddenly felt something thru his body. It felt like someone just stabbed him with a knife. He fell to the ground as blood was spilled all around him. He wanted to ignore the pain and just run away but he couldn’t.
“Found you.”
A cold voice was heard from above him.
Atsushi couldn’t see the person with that cold voice as his eyes were slowly closing but he suddenly felt his hair being gripped and being pulled up from the ground. His conscious still alive as he caught sight of the person whom was in front of him.
It was a different man now.
He was taller with bandages on his arms, neck and part of his face as he glared at the young boy.
“So this is the one huh? Nothing much in my opinion.”
He let the young boy fall to the ground as he turned around and ordered the men to go, leaving the mysterious man and the young boy who was losing so much blood.
Not expecting what is coming to the young boy as he closed his eyes completely.
Rough hands gripping on the young boy’s hair which made him wake up from being unconscious from what happened earlier. He opened his eyes slightly as he was being dragged on the ground of some old underground pathway. The young boy gritted on his teeth as he wanted to scream out for help or try to escape but he knew that the people here would kill him if he ever made a single sound out of his mouth.
He managed to open his eyes as he caught a sight of a dimmed light above him until he was pushed against the wall which caused him to let out a low grunt at how much pain his body has taken. Sounds of chains alarmed the young boy as he felt a cold chain around his wrists.
He kept his head down as his bangs covered his eyes slightly while trying to clear his vision so he can see where he was exactly. As his vision got clearer, he caught sight of three people in front of him.
They stood highly in front of the young boy as they waited for him to breathe. He first caught sight of the tall man that was standing in the middle whom looked like he was the boss out of the three. Then, he noticed a shorter man whom was wearing a fedora hat alongside with a chocker around his neck. His orange hair lighten up the dark room. He then turned to see the bandage man from earlier standing there alongside with the other boy that was dressed in a black. They all were in someway dressed in black clothing.
“What’s your name boy?” The man who seemed to be the boss’s cold voice said, giving the young boy shivers down his spine and not in a good way.
He didn’t say a word. He was scared to.
The man’s eyes stared into the young boy as one of the other men the bandage man got annoyed by silence and walked towards the boy and kicked his stomach which so much forced which made the young boy spit out blood from his mouth. He continously coughed out the blood as the man looked at him.
“You’re gonna talk now?”
The young boy knew that even if he did talk or not; they would hurt him nevertheless. He decided to keep quiet. It was better that way.
The man that kicked him got annoyed and was about to hurt him once more.
“Dazai, don’t.”
The boss said which made the other man scoff under his breath as he rolled his eyes at the young boy before walked off clearly bored of the situation with the other young boy following behind him like some dog; leaving the boss and the fedora man.
The boss sighed deeply before turning to the young boy and walked in front of him before lifting his chin up to see his face.
The young boy closed his eyes as he shivered with fear as the man’s cold hand touching his face.
“I don’t like to repeat myself but I’ll ask once and that’s it boy. Got it.” The man’s cold voice ran thru the young boy’s mind as blood was dripping down his head. “What’s your name boy?”
It was silent for a moment.
The boss sighed as he stood up straight and turned around; about to walk away but a soft voice was heard behind him. He glanced back at the young boy even the fedora man looked at the young boy with curiousity.
"What was that boy?"
The young boy fought with all his might that this was wrong. He should just die here and that's it. A part of him wanted to die already. He didn't care how but there was another part inside him that wanted to live. To keep on living. He took a deep breath as he slowly opened his eyes and lifted his head up to meet the boss's eyes.
"I said...My name is...Atsushi..Nakajima Atsushi." He had finally spoke after losing so much blood.
The boss man turned around fully as he didn't utter a word. He couldn't after looking into the boy's eyes. The eyes that were yellow mixed with lilac orbs. It was like they were looking at the sunset. Even the shorter man was short of breath at the sight of the boy's eyes that looked so beautiful.
Atsushi felt uncomfortable by the two pair of eyes staring at him that he turned his head to the side, avoiding their eyes.
“So you’re the one that everyone’s been talking about huh.”
That caught Atsushi’s attention as he looked at the boss who had a smirk on his face. He was so confused at what he just said.
Talking about him? Who would talk about him? He was nothing but an orphan.
“So, I’ll give you two choices here boy.” The man started to say as he looked at Atsushi. “You can join me or die here. Your choice.”
Atsushi took his gaze off of the man and turned his head away as he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t even know who this is and what he wanted with him. He now regrets leaving the orphanage. He would rather suffer with the abuse but maybe joining this man would be better.
“I just have one question.”
The man’s eyes widen for a moment.
“And that is?”
Atsushi turned back to meet his eyes with the man’s.
“Who are you exactly?”
The man’ smirk grew as he chuckled darkly at the young boy’s cluelessness.
“My name is Ougai Mori and this is the Port Mafia.” He introduced himself with grace yet with a bit of a threat towards Atsushi. “Now that I’ve answered your question, are you gonna answer mine?”
Atsushi kept silent.
He had heard stories about the Port Mafia. Japan’s most feared organization. He had to choose wisely about this decision. If he joined, he had to become a killer, a member of the Port Mafia and he didn’t know if he had the guts to be a member but he had no choice.
“I-I’ll join the Port Mafia.” He softly says as he stares into Ougai’s eyes.
Ougai smirked as he clasped his hands together.
“Excellent. Welcome to the Port Mafia, Nakajima Atsushi.”