The Never Working Organ. | Kaebedo |

Chapter 22 : The Decision.

"Albedo..come on. Don't be like that." Dottore followed close behind him.

"Ugh." Albedo rolled his eyes and walked faster.

Dottore was fed up with him. He stopped, crossed his arms and yelled to Albedo: "It's that friend of yours, isn't it?"

Albedo ignored him and continued walking away, he wasn't going to let Dottore 'win'.

Dottore groaned and shook his head in disapproval.

Albedo reached his office.

More people are learning about Kaeya, which wasn't good for either of them. At least Tsaritsa didn't know, if she did Kaeya would be dead by now.

Albedo didn't know why he cared so much about Kaeya. When they first met, he didn't give a shit about Kaeya.

But now, now it was different. He felt different, he didn't know what that feeling was or when exactly he felt that way towards Kaeya but, he couldn't deny that it felt nice.

Thomas eyes began to slowly blink open, his vision was blurry but he could make out a tall figure with ginger hair.

Thoma looked around, not recognizing where he was. This caused him to panic and struggle to get out of the chair he was tied to.

"Would you stop that? It's annoying me." Childe sharply spoke as he jerked his head over to Thoma. Thoma's eyes widened, "Who are you?!" He shouted. Childe groaned and began walking over to him.

He bent down to face him, they stared right at each other without saying anything.

Childe lifted his finger up to Thoma's face, Thoma snapped his head away from Childe and glared at him.

He sighed, he forcefully pulled Thoma's face back towards him and wiped a tear from under Thoma's eye off.

Thomas eyebrows moved furrowed in confusion. He must've started tearing up at some point.

Childe stood up calmly.

"I'm very sorry Thoma." Childe took a gun from the holder on his waist and pointed it at Thoma, a sharp gasp escaping from Thoma.

"Aren't you gonna ask me questions or something?! You must've kept me alive until I woke up to ask me at least one question!" He shouted, voice cracking.

"No, why would you think that? I already know everything I need to know." Childe gave him an unimpressed look, Thoma breathed heavily and looked around the room as if he was looking for something, or someone.

Childe managed to keep in his laugh for this long, but he eventually couldn't hold it in anymore.

The sudden hysterically laughter alerted Thoma and he slowly turned his head to Childe, confused.

"You actually think I was gonna kill you? You're funny, but you'll probably be dead at the end of the day, just not by me, unfortunately." Childe untied the rope, keeping a good grip on Thoma's wrist.

"Come on, we can't leave her waiting." Childe pulled Thoma out of the chair, Thoma too shocked and confused to let out a word or make any other facial expression then confusion.

Childe had put only a rope around Thoma's two wrists, and he was keeping a strong grip on his arm.

They walked to the elevator and went up to Tsaritsa's floor.

Thoma eventually snapped out of it and looked around, they were heading for a room labeled 'Tsaritsa's Office'. Thoma has never heard of anyone named Tsaritsa, not even from any of the police departments.

"I'm coming in," Childe announced as he flung the door open. Tsaritsa greeted him with one of her famous empty smiles.

Zhongli was by her side, acting as a personal body guard for her which Childe hated but didn't say anything about.

Childe sat Thoma down in a chair in front of Tsaritsa, Childe stood next to him.

"I was excited to hear the one and only Thoma was in my very headquarters!" Tsaritsa exclaimed.

"Who are you?!" Thoma shouted at her.

Her face then shifted to something in between bored and offended.

"How rude of me, I should've introduced myself." A wide smile curved on her now amused face, "I'm Tsaritsa, I'm the leader of this organization."

Thoma narrowed his eyes at her, glaring at her.

Tsaritsa pulled a piece of typed on paper out of her desk drawer and placed it in front of Thoma.

Both Thoma and Childe leaned in a bit to read it.

It didn't take long for them both to realize it was a slip offering Thoma to join the Fatui.

"Are you crazy?" Thoma glared back up at Tsaritsa.

Childe was surprised by Tsaritsa inviting Thoma to become apart of their organization.

"What makes you think I'll accept that? And don't threaten me with that 'I'll kill you' bullshit because at this point I don't give a shit if I'm dead or alive. The police will find your organization and you all will be either put in jail, or killed." Thoma's vicious voice excited Tsarita more.

"This is a change from what a 'kind and 'caring' dear they all said you were in the papers, Thoma! I like this sudden change in personality." Tsaritsa's smile faded a bit as she spoke again; "But no, I'm not gonna threaten to kill you." She stood up and looked over to Zhongli, Zhongli nodded and handed Tsaritsa a photo.

"I'll kill him." Tsaritsa flipped the photo around to reveal a familiar light blue haired man. Thoma's anger boiled up, he was ready to start full on screaming at Tsaritsa until Childe squeezed, hard, on his shoulder, making him wince.

"But it's your decision, join the Fatui, or I'll kill your boyfriend." Tsaritsa placed the photo of Ayato next to the slip of paper.

Thoma looked down at both of them.

Biting his lip he stared at Ayato's picture.
This did make him wonder if every Fatui member had to give up something or someone like this.

Thoma's eyes slowly traveled the the slip of paper, his eyes staring at the words: 'Please sign here'.

The walls felt like they were closing in every time he thought more about it.

A few minutes went by and still no one had said a word yet.

Tsaritsa decided to break the silence and asked Thoma, "Have you made your decision" she sloppy tried to hide the bored tone she had.

Thoma looked up at her and nodded.

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I deleted this chapter like 3 times -Author