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You're the Son of an Evil Man / But You're Nothing Like Him

Bungou Stray Dogs - Doppo Kunikida & Ikuma Arishima

Have some OC action because I made one but don't have a plot for a fic

- TW: Implied Child Abuse and Murder -

Doppo Kunikida was cold and calculated, and his steeled approach to cases never faltered.

That is, except when children were involved.

Kunikida knew the backgrounds of all the members of the Armed Detective Agency. He knew how most of them didn't have parents, or if they did, their parents couldn't care less about their child.

So when a child was sitting in front of him for a case, he always let a softer side of him shine through.

This worked for most kids who were unlucky enough to wind up at the police station. They answered the questions they were asked, and then left with Child Protection Services to find a suitable home.

But the most recent case that involved a rowdy Ikuma Arishima, wasn't having any of that.

Kunikida sat down at the desk opposite to the kid, who according to the papers was only 14. He was barely in high school, yet moved internationally a shocking five times. And that was without the number of times he had travelled into other countries. Ikuma had gotten on wrong flights, different trains, and had even proceeded to hop on other trains to run from authorities on more than one occasion.

The papers told Kunikida that Ikuma only recently moved to Japan, and with a father and stepmother who had previously been jailed for abuse charges. That and everything else about the paper screamed child neglect.

Without warning, Ikuma propped his feet up on the desk. Kunikida got a face full of Ikuma's worn Doc Martens boots.

"Mind if we hurry this up? I know you're so interested in reading about how my parents are all selfish assholes, but I've got plans to go skateboarding at nine."

Kunikida nudged Ikuma's boot clad feet off the desk, frowning at the residue it left. "Your father's been accused of being part of the Port Mafia. You and your stepmom-"

Ikuma held up a hand, interrupting Kunikida. "Sir, I will stop you right there. That woman is not my mom."

Kunikida looked at him over the top of his glasses, annoyed at the interruption. "Fair enough. Can you tell me if you're dad has acted odd during his time in Japan? Working late hours, hushed phone calls-"

"He killed a man in my living room."

Kunikida stopped talking for a good few minutes. Ikuma showed no fear while saying this, blunt and straight to the point.

"I wish I could say I was spying but I wasn't. He made me watch." Ikuma said with a simple shrug.

"Ikuma, you know your father has abuse charges, right?"

Ikuma raised his eyebrows. "Uh, yes? Who do you think they were on?"

"Ikuma, your father's actions aren't in compliance with the law, your stepmom's also. It's not something to be taken lightly."

"Do you take me for an idiot? Course I know."

"Then goddammit! What could possibly possess your dad to have a kid?!" Kunikida yelled, standing up from his seat.

"You think I know!" Ikuma shouted back, jumping out of his seat also. "Why don't you go ask the guy who's killed people just for a quick buck?! Who's left me starving for weeks! Battered and bruised to the point I couldn't walk! Who gleefully puts me through hell just for the fun of it!"