Soukoku Mini Stories

Middle of the dance Floor. (Story 33)

"Good morning Dazai-kun." Atsushi set down his bag at his desk, "Oh hey there, your just in time Atsushi." He raised an eyebrow confused, "There's a meeting happening right now." Dazai got up from his desk chair, and he and Atsushi arrived in the meeting room. Kunikida was pinning photographs up on the bulletin board, "It's about time you slow-pokes arrived." Ranpo stuffed another cake pop in his mouth as Dazai and Atsushi took their seats, "Heh, sorry!" Atsushi's cheeks became flustered.

"Anyways, now that we are all together I will start the meeting." Kunikida pushed his glasses up, "We have new evidence of the Port Mafia having a possible new base." He moved to the side pointing to photographs on the board, "Here you can see Port Mafia members and executives entering and exiting this new base. This building is located downtown. Dazai, the president couldn't attend this meeting but he has a question for you." "I'm listening" Dazai smiled leaning his head on his hand, "Have you heard of or been to this location?" "I'm afraid not, this is a new area for the Port Mafia."

Kunikinda let a sigh escape his lips, "Alright. Well, tonight we will have our offensive team; Atsushi, Dazai, and I investigate this new location. Atsushi elbowed Kyoka, "Have you been in this building?" Kyoka shook her head, "No I haven't." "Meeting dismissed." The members got up leaving the room, "Dazai-kun, Kyoka said she hasn't been in this new area either." Dazai frowned, "Hmm... tonight's stake-out will be interesting then." As the sun started to set behind Yokohama's bridge, and the stars and moon filled in the sky, Dazai, Atsushi, and Kunikida were in Kunikida's car keeping a close eye on the building.

"Any suspicious activity yet Dazai?" "Nope-" Just as the words left his mouth, a motorcycle and car pulled up to the building. "Don't tell me that-" Chuya Nakahara got off his motorcycle and opened the car door for his fellow executive Kōyō, both of them walked inside the building together. "What is it Dazai?" "Two executive members just walked into the building. This is serious, God knows what's going on in that building now." Kunikida and Atsushi fell silent for a few seconds, "Do you think we should give up Dazai-kun?" Atsushi questioned, "No, I believe we'll be fine." 

Another car pulled up to the building, Akutagawa and Gin got out of the car walking into the building, "Was that who I think it is?" "Indeed, tonight just got a whole lot more interesting." Dazai slightly smirked. Half n hour passed by, and a couple more cars came and dropped off Port Mafia members. "Dazai, do you think it's clear to go in and investigate now?" "Yes." Dazai grabbed his gun, Kunikida grabbed his gun and Atsushi grabbed his gun too.

(Quick A/N: For this next part, I recommend listening to the song; On The Floor-Jennifer Lopez, its the song playing inside the building :)

They headed inside the building without a problem, "Dazai-kun, do you hear...music?" Atsushi questioned, there was loud blaring music coming from downstairs. "Yeah...I do...This is odd, but let's follow it." The three of them followed the music, the music only getting louder till they reached a wide door. Dazai looked inside seeing strobing lights and lots of movement, "What the hell?" "Dazai, open it." Kunikida looked at his co-worker, Atsushi clenched his gun, and Dazai opened the door quietly. Inside, all the Port Mafia members were partying, some of them raising their drinks and drunk dancing, others enjoying a chat.

"What is going on?" Atsushi questioned, his eyes finding Akutagawa and Gin sharing a drink, "Aye! Aye! Aye!" A crowd of members started forming near the middle of the dancefloor, Dazai, Kunikida, and Atsushi, trying to blend in the crowd following the cheers and screams of mafia members. Chuya was in the middle of the dance floor dancing his heart out, he was drunk, "Is that Osamu Dazai?! Haha! Come join me on the floor you son of a bitch!" Chuya extended his hand out, and Dazai's eyes widened hearing Chuya expose his presence, "Why not?" Dazai took his hand, and both of them held their weapons each other. Chuya laughed holding his knife to Dazai's throat, Dazai held the gun to Chuya's head. The both of them danced while holding their weapons at each other. "Aye! Aye! Aye! Get it on the floor!"