Y/n Dazai, a average easygoing looking young adult. Due to their deceiving, and untrustworthy nature, They were kicked out of the armed detective agency. Going back to the port mafia was out of question, so with a plan that's been hidden since they...
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. ╰──╮ꕥ second POV ꕥ╭──╯ .
{this chapter will hold quite a lot of angst, and somewhat serious topics}
You felt as if you were just killed, and not in a good way you like..
"so these are your friends? how interesting, how about you come back to the beach and be my double? You'll have all you coul-"
"No. I would rather live then go back to that disgusting place you call 'utopia'... That is the definition of hell, the same hell He died in..
You referred to your old former friend, whom you miss dearly, that had passed away when you worked in the port mafia together at the time.
"hmm... well im sure you wouldn't mind if we just..."
You widened your eyes in shock as people came pointing riffles at the group behind you..
"so, what's your decision? are you going to let these people who seem to care about you die for your selfishness, or will you accept my offer and allow your friends to live? choice is yours, but time is cruel, so please hurry before time runs out."
For once in your life, you felt the agenizing feeling of fear, or was it dread? run through your hollow bones.
surely you could cover this situation with jokes and grins like you always do, right?.. no, no you can't, this is a time where you can't act anymore.
".... Fine. But I swear hatter, you better not pull that crap you did before."
Weather he heard the last bit or not, he gave a satisfied grin and made the people put their weapons down. Even if you hated this man, He still had his ways to find a way to break into those thick walls you keep sealed. Your human emotions, the things you felt you didn't deserve, that they belong to anyone but you...
for you are only a monster, you could never be accepted as human, even your ability states you will never be anything but a monster.
"Glad we could make a deal, let's go home... Afterall games will come to a close very soon."
The man was right, it was close to daytime, and the games are commonly held at night. you'd know you were going to die if one was held at day, for those are rare and have a bad meaning.
While the others were confused, they followed what they were asked... after all it was rare to ever see you serious or show anything else then the happy and careless persona you put out ever second of the day. It wasn't because you wanted to, but because for once you couldn't act at the moment. It seemed as if You'd forgotten how to re-make your facade that you've spent your life making.
"Calm down child, I promise I will not hurt your friends.... this time"
You wish to correct him and say they were not your friends, but you felt your throat tighten as a clunk felt stuck in your throat. You, for once, felt trapped. Oh how you hated this, If only you killed hatter when you had the chance.
"I messed up...."
"oh you indeed did, but you'll make up for it, won't you? Lets rebuild our utopia, My dear child"
You furrowed your brows in disgust and uncomfort as the man gently put his hand on your shoulder with his insanity sprouting out. This man was insane, more insane than you. He was more insane and gone then the devil himself.
oh why, just why did I not get rid of him...
once again, You felt your world crumble down. How long must you suffer from the same fate? Is this your curse for being born? no, of course not, a monster, a mistake to mankind, Had no hope bleeding with those humans. for they shared no similarity's, you were the treason against mankind. Not even death could be blessed to such a monster, nothing will ever be blessed for this monster. Suffering, suffering is all that is all that can be blessed, but not for good.. this is the cost, the payment of your hollow existence.
"dazai-san... whats going to happen?"
A certain tiger boy spoke in fear, it was expected as he wasn't even a full adult yet. He had just gotten out of the orphanage, only now settling in a new world after so much suffering, only to be put in more suffering. What pity you felt, and due to that pity, you swore to not make him deal with anymore.
" We're just going to stay at a nice cozy hotel. don't worry atsushi-san, I promise nothing will happen to my adorable student~"
gently placing your bandaged and scared hands on his shoulders, you reassured the boy. A black-haired boy with white tips only stared in jealousy and envy as the boy got all the attention he wished to have, after all he was your first student...
Oh, how the boy wished to be in the weretigers place, how much he craved to be acknowledged by the one he wishes to call his parent. an idol if you must. as long as he can be noticed by his old teacher, that's all that would matter in his short, pathetic life.
The atmosphere was tight, too tight that nothing could break it. Only those who caused it, could fix it. If anyone was near, they'd possibly feel a fate worse than death.
"ah geez, could ya lighten it up a bit? We're going to a place of fun, freedom! cheer up, I'll even cheer you to some entertainment"
The ones who hadn't known hatter that well, or at all, brightened up... except you and three certain men who walked in the man's shadows.
I hope my plan works... Arisu, You better get your ass here very..
