Teru Matsudaira finds out that she is actually the daughter of Mori Ogai, Leader of the Port Mafia and when her mother is killed she is taken to live with him, forcing her to adjust to a new life.
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(This fic will be a Dazai x OC x Chuuya but mostly Chuuya x OC fic)
*Teru's POV* //Age 14//
"Hey Momma...who was that man that we just met with?" I asked, delicately smoothing out the skirt of my black sailor style dress as we settled into the backseat of mom's car. Instead of answering my question she turned to me and spoke in deadly silence. "Teru, My sweet girl, I need you to listen to me very carefully." She sounded like she was about to cry, which was highly uncharacteristic of her. As much as I wanted to speak my mind was unable to form words, so I simply stayed silent. "I know I've been hard on you all these years and I'm sorry for pushing you to do thing you didn't want to but...this will be the last time we ever see each other..." She continued as tears streaked down her porcelain cheeks. I reached up and took her face in my hands, using my thumbs to wipe away the streams of salt water. She smiled and placed her hands on top of mine, holding my hands in place "That man...Mori Ogai...Is your real father." I froze, feeling my blood run cold. I know I should be angry but I had always suspected that the man I called dad wasn't actually my father.
Mom took my face in her hands this time before pressing her quivering lips against my forehead. "Your dad found out about the affair and I was informed by one of our maids that he plans on having you and you killed...the minute this car stops, it will explode. I will die but you'll survive and go live with your real father." She explained calmly. I tore my gaze from her to the street light ahead of us. "I love you, Teru...My baby girl..." She whispered before my body began to glow a pale pink. The car began to slow down until...it stopped. Before a single word could leave my lips the car exploded. I was sent flying due to the force of the blast, receiving only a few cuts and bruises. "MOOOOOM NOOOO!!!" I wailed in anguish before being enveloped in a strong hug. I looked up into the eyes of...Mori Ogai...my father. Unable to contain myself I buried my face in his chest and wept until I eventually passed out.
*Mori's POV*
I looked down at the girl in my arms as she grieved the loss of her mother...the only woman I had ever felt anything for. I looked towards the blaze, watching as people scrambled to a safe distance. Teru's screams died off and I felt her go limp in my arms, indicating that she had lost consciousness. "In the end you chose to use your ability to protect our daughter..." I whispered softly as I scooped Teru up, carrying her to my car and placing her gently in the passenger seat, before driving back to headquarters where I had Kouyou take her to her new room to rest while I went to have a meeting with Dazai
"Things aren't looking good for us. Our weapons smugglers are 2 weeks behind schedule...if this keeps up, our men will literally be bringing knives to gun fights and while the violence continues to rise contracts for our protection service continues to dwindle..." I ranted, my back to the bandaged boy. "And now there's the matter of my daughter...what do you think Dazai?" I asked softly as I sighed from stress. "Really now, Mori? Not having money or intel or supplies or even the trust of our subordinates...you knew that was going to be the situation from the beginning." He responded while mixing some drugs together in one of the beakers. "That's so harsh...by the way, is there a reason you're mixing hypertension and hypotension medications?" I asked curiously "I thought taking them together might be a cozy way to go out..." He answered softly "Listen Dazai, you were the sole witness when I inherited the old bosses position...which means you're the only other one that can verify his will." before I could speak anymore a soft knock was heard at the door. "It's Me...Teru is awake and asked me to bring her to you..." Kouyou said before the door opened to reveal my beautiful daughter. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot from crying not but mere hours ago. "Come in, dear."
*Teru's POV*
"Come in, dear." I nodded and stepped inside the room, the door closing behind me. My gaze landed on a boy about my age with bandages all over and even on over one of his eyes. He was lifting a beaker to his lips and my gut screamed at me to stop him. My reflexes kicked in and in an instant I was on the other side of the room, my hands desperately gripping the beaker so he couldn't ingest its contents. "Please don't...I don't think I can handle anymore death..." I whispered softly.
The boy looked at me, blinking a few times before releasing the beaker. I carried it over to a small sink and poured it down the drain before turning to face my father. "What happens now?" I asked softly. "You'll live with me and the rest of the Port Mafia." He answered "And what about...mom?" His eyes softened before a sigh left his lips. "We will hold a small service to honor her." He stood up and walked over to me, giving my shoulders a comforting pat before turning to the boy and starting a quiet conversation with him.
"I trust you already know about Suribatchi City, in the Yokohama settlement. There's a rumor that a certain individual from the past has been sighted in that area." Father said "I wanna go with him!!" I shouted causing both of them to jump at my outburst. "You're talking about the city inside the giant crater, right?! I've always wanted to see it up close!!" I said excitedly "Pleeeeaaaasssseeeee, Papa?" I begged cutely "Oh alright...how can I say no to that face? Just stick close to Dazai and you might wanna change into something a bit more...practical. I've already prepared some clothes for you in your room." I bounced up and down giddily before racing back to my room to change.
Once inside my new room I began scanning through the many articles of clothing before finally deciding on a yellow hoodie, black sports bra, and denim shorts that were hidden beneath the hoodie. I then tossed on a pair of white and yellow striped thigh highs and black and white knee high boots that has wheels hidden in the soles. Once I was ready I grabbed the bag I was carrying earlier and raced back to meet up with the boy name Dazai.
