Triple Black (Chuuya x Dazai x reader)

Awoken

Arising from your somewhat peaceful sleep for once, you were greeted with something unexpected. Instead of waking up in your bed, in your room, under your blankets and pillows, you awoke to the sound of a city, on the ground, in an alleyway, in the dead of night. Despite the fear currently coursing through your veins and the millions of questions running through your brain, you kept it together and started walking. Searching for answers or some kind of explanation since this seemed all too real to chalk it up to 'just a dream'.

As you walked you realized that you were still in your clothes you'd worn the day prior. Being completely drained from your days events you had chosen to forgo pajamas and passed out as soon as your head hit the pillow. Something you were now truly grateful for as your pajamas left little to the imagination. You were pulled from your thoughts however when you heard commotion from one of the alleyways you passed. You would have kept walking had you not heard oddly familiar voices coming from said alleyway. As you approached you could hear the conversation more and more clearly. "Good boy Chuuya! You really got them! Wanna treat as a reward?" A tall slender man with brown, bushy hair was speaking in a mocking tone to a much shorter red headed gentlemen wearing what looked like a fedora of some sort. "Stop treating me like your damn dog Dazai!" He yelled, "Anyway let's go, I need a drink and a nap."

"Dazai...and Chuuya...If they're here, and working together..." Your gaze then turned to the pile of bodies scattered aimlessly around the men. At least 30 lay unconscious, sprawled in the alleyway. "Dark Era..." you whispered to yourself, your situation became terrifyingly clear. Not only were you somehow in Yokohama in the dead of night, but you had stumbled upon the most fearsome duo in all of the port mafia. And now you were a witness. This was it, this is how you die. Your thoughts scattered and while you were lost in these thoughts, you hadn't noticed the pair had stopped bickering and had turned to face your direction in the darkness of the alleyway.

After what seemed like an eternity of silence, Chuuya finally spoke, "Alright, c'mon out coward, let's get this over with already." You didn't move a muscle. Your thoughts raced. How were you going to survive this? Double Black is brutal, especially Dazai, the only thing you could hope for was that Chuuya would grant you a swift end. As he started walking towards you, you all but accepted death but- No. You weren't ready to die. Not like this. Before Chuuya could come any closer, you put on a confident façade, plastered a smirk on your face, and spoke, stepping out of the darkness.

"Chuuya Nakahara, Gravity manipulator," Chuuya was unfazed that you knew of him, more shocked that you were a woman really, but continued towards you nonetheless, "and host of Arahabaki." He froze. It's true people knew of his name and skill but...no one knew about Arahabaki, or at least they shouldn't. With Chuuya halted and a look of shock on his face, you began to walk forward and past him, being sure to keep a wide gate of course. Keeping an eye on both males you circled around them, like a lioness ready to pounce on her prey. Sure that you now had their attention, you spoke again, "Osamu Dazai, ability 'No Longer Human', youngest exec in port mafia history," he eyed you cautiously, "who wishes for nothing more to leave this world as he sees now value in this thing we call 'living'." It was Dazai's turn to be shocked now. "Together you two make up 'Double Black', the most feared duo in all of the port mafia, and for understandably good reason." You say the last part glancing at Chuuya as he starts to glow a dim red, activating his ability. You almost dare to take a step back, drop your façade out of fear, until Dazai speaks.

"Easy Chuuya, let's hear what this fine young lady has to say." He never takes his eyes off you. "So my lady, you seem to know and awful lot about us. It would be rude not to introduce yourself now." The last bit he says with a menacing smile on his face. It takes all your strength not to break the aura of confidence you've shrouded yourself in. With a smile you say, "All in due time Osamu, but first, take me to your boss, I need to have a chat with dear old Mori." A bold choice, asking to see the boss so bluntly. But if you're going to survive the Dark Era you need power and status, and Ogai will be just the man to give it to you, once he realizes how useful you'll turn out to be. At your words both men exchange a grin before turning back to you, in sync, as if reading each others minds. Truly terrifying beings.

Your confidence fails you. For half a second your façade decays and in that half a second, Chuuya's on you. In a flash he's behind you, one arm over your chest, the other restraining your arms behind your back. His face close to yours, you can feel his breath on your ear as he whispers, " As you wish love." And just like that, your out. Consciousness slipping faster than imaginable. He hoists you up and cradles you, pausing to look at Dazai who still has a grin on his face, "So what now Dazai?" Chuuya asks, holding you. "You heard her," Dazai responds, "She wants to see the boss, so who are we to deny such a precious specimen her wish?" He says while bending down to caress your cheek. "Your such a pervert Dazai, she's knocked out asshole," Chuuya says, moving away from the bandaged man with a disgusted look on his face. "Ugh I just touched her cheek Chuuya. So dirty minded." Dazai sighs and adds the last bit as he walks away, the red head following him back to HQ.