𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗕𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 | 𝗙𝗲𝗺 𝗗𝗮𝘇𝗮𝗶

Part 1: The Beginning

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With nothing left to loose, Dazai Ozara is taken in as Mori Ōgai's ward. She's introduced to the criminal Underworld of Yokohama, and the only way to survive is through her wits alone. But with a broken mind and no purpose, Dazai isn't hopeful that this new life will change her wish to die.

Enter Chuuya Nakahara, the self proclaimed King of the Sheep.

Through unfortunate circumstances, both teenagers agree to work together. Their partnership doesn't look like it will last long. But as a cat once said, "Only a diamond can polish a diamond."

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Author's Note: Hiiii! Welcome to my very first story ever! *throws confetti in the air*

I just recently started rewatching BSD, and I couldn't help myself from writing about my favorite detective. I haven't read a lot of fan fictions talking about Dazai's past or a more in-depth story about his time in the Port Mafia.

Dazai in cannon was already suicidal before he's taken in by Mori. (The bandages are proof of that) In my respectful opinion, I believe that something or someone, made Dazai loose all hope in life, and living in general. All Mori did, was take advantage of this mentally broken boy and use his terrifying intelligence for his own gain. He didn't fix the pieces and give Dazai a purpose to live. No, he broke him down even more and made him into a sadistic and cruel human being who killed without remorse. Even when he's in the ADA, Mori's influence still lingers in his actions.

Then there's Yosano, another one of Mori's victims. She was emotionally abused by him for a big portion during her time as a nurse. Being forced to practically kill the soldiers that she later grew to empathize with and then heal them back, it was a traumatizing experience for her. Add that with the fact that Mori has a thing for little girls (ᗒᗣᗕ)

As you can guess, Dazai, is a she now, and the only thing that I changed was her first name. While many will most likely complain, keep in mind that this is just a fan fiction made to satisfy my own morbid curiosity and those who share my enthusiasm for Soukoku.

Ive already made peace with the fact that I'm not perfect and can't satisfy everyone. So at least be respectful (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

I don't respond to demands, or angry comments, but I do respond to constructive criticisms sprinkled with positive feedback!

Feel free to share your thoughts and analysis on the comments. My goal is to finish this story, and your encouraging words will definitely help. Even a simple, "Good job!" is enough to make my day.

Now that we've got all the nitty gritty out of the way, let's get on with the story.

Be warned, this is a cautionary tale...