Trapped In A Novel [Bungo Stray Dogs Fanfiction: Shin Soukoku]

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"So, Ranpo, what's this meeting about?" Fukuzawa looks at his autistic son. Ranpo clears his throat and looks at the two organisations, all of them staring at Ranpo. "We have another case. I don't think the agency can do this alone, and so, I have decided that both organisations work together." Ranpo starts off. "The case is-" A voice speaks over Ranpo, capturing everyone's attention.

"There are going to be multiple murders at a hotel. You don't know how they happen. It's winter. It's cold. You guys will find out who the murderer is." The voice explains.

"What the fuck?" Tachihara makes a face. A tall man, whose hair covers his eyes, walks up to the two organisations, a raccoon sitting on his shoulder. "Oh, it's you." Yosano stares at him in realisation. "Edgar Allen Poe, the guy that trapped me and Ranpo in a novel."

"Correct."

"Are you working with us or something?" Yosano asks, eyeing him. "He's probably not. He's probably just informing us." Kunikida replies.

"He didn't word it as if it's going." Dazai said from behind, everyone looking back to look at him. "He's saying it as if it's yet to happen. Don't you find that weird?" Kunikida looks at him, pissed. "DAZAI YOU'RE LATE." Dazai ignores Kunikida's complaints as he glares at Poe.

Poe smiles and grabs a thick book.

"Ability: Black Cat In The Rue Morgue."

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"WHAT THE FUCK." Atsushi woke up with a shout. He groans, getting up and rubbing his eyes. OH MY DAYS, SHUT UP. He stops rubbing his eyes and saw himself in an unfamiliar room. Wait what? He looked around. He seemed like he was in a hotel room. Oh shit.

Atsushi looked to his left and saw Akutagawa, looking just as confused as he is. "Akutagawa?" Atsushi muttered. Akutagawa coughed and looked at him. "Yeah?"

"Where are we?" He asks, looking at the wooden floor and then the closest door. Akutagawa presses his lips together into a thin line. "A hotel." He looks at Atsushi, who looks away.

Atsushi gets up from the bed he was in and looks around him again. Then he looks at himself. He was still wearing the clothes he wore before who-knows-what happened. Akutagawa scoffs and looks out the window. I'm glad we don't share a bed. I would rather be called a furry than sleep with him. Atsushi thought, opening the door.

Are the others going to be here? If Akutagawa is here the everyone else is probably too. It would only make sense if they were. He looked to his right, and the door next to his opened.

It was Chuuya who came out the room.
He looked fucking pissed and tired.
He looks at Atsushi. "Oh, hey."

"Hi, Chuuya..." Atsushi says slowly, trying not to get Chuuya angry as fuck. He wouldn't want to deal with Chuuya temper at the moment. "Have you seen Dazai?" Atsushi asks. "He's in my room." Chuuya answered. "That shitty Dazai is sleeping."

Oh my days, they share a room..."Oh alright. Thank you!" Atsushi quickly closes the door.

"Uh, bye."

Atsushi sighs. So we're in a hotel...What am I going to do? I don't know what's going to happen. Akutagawa noticed Atsushi's worried face. "Don't worry so much. It couldn't be that bad."

"And how do you know that? Do you even know what's probably going to happen?"

"This was set up. That tall gayass with heels trapped us in a murder mystery novel. This is our so called 'case'. One person of the two organisations is a murderer. Or a random person. I don't know. Someone is a murderer. Some of us are going to get killed. Others are random people. I'm not sure, but that's what I think. It's definitely a murder mystery novel that we're trapped in, though."

"How...how do you know that's what going to happen?" Atsushi froze. Akutagawa snaps his fingers infront of Atsushi's face. "That's what that raccoon guy said was going to happen, remember? Also, don't be a scaredy cat. If anyone dies it's only in the novel. Not in real life." He looks at the door. "If we solve the mystery anyway."

Oh my days...

Akutagawa leaves the hotel room to find Gin and Atsushi sits down on the floor, running a hand through his hair. I guess I should start dealing with this. I should get changed though, these clothes are getting more crusty than my head master's hair.

He opens the closet.

Damn.

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"...you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met. I'd love to do a lovers' suicide with you!" The woman at the hotel counter makes a face and Kunikida slaps his head. "YOU IDIOT. YOU SERIOUSLY WON'T STOP ASKING RANDOM WOMEN TO COMMIT SUICIDE WITH YOU, HUH?"

"OWWW, KUNIKIDA, DON'T SLAP ME SO HARD."

Chuuya glares at Dazai and drags him away from the counter. "Oo, you jelly??" Dazai asks him, smirking. "No, I couldn't really care. Shut up." Kunikida watches the two males go away and looks at the woman. "I'm so sorry about him." He apologises. The woman smiles. "It's alright."

Dazai and Chuuya started arguing again while walking away from the counter. Dazai made a face and shuts Chuuya up. "Hey, carrot head." He taps his shoulder. "What?" Chuuya snapped, folding his arms. "What's our hotel room again?" Dazai looked up. "Uhh, don't know the number but it's at the top floor and the second room in a corner. I don't know, we'll figure it out eventually."

Dazai stopped listening to Chuuya and stared at the top floor. Chuuya angrily slaps his shoulder. "What are you-"

Suddenly, something large hit the floor.
That 'thing' was a man. He was dead. A rope mark was around his neck. Chuuya and Dazai stared at the body as everyone ran to it. There was so much shouting that people ran from the very top floor to investigate it.

Someone had died on the very first day.