" My dear cherry blossom ,,
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──
"(Y/n)?"
"(Y/n)."
"(Y/n)!"
The women screams. Trying to get the small child's attention. A sigh escapes her mouth. She looks almost regretful for what she's about to say.
"..07?"
The young kid turns to the woman.
"Yes, ___?"
You snap out of your little daydream. That memory now seemed so distant once you met Dazai. Is that possible? Was that really Dazai you heard? You asked Chuuya, he denied it completely. But he himself looked doubtful in his words.
Right now you were sitting in a bathtub. A bubble-bath to be specific. Chuuya had bought you some bubbles when you went out, he said to use them. You have to say, this is one of the most comfortable baths you've ever taken. But as usual, you don't stay in long.
Getting out you change in the outfit Chuuya prepared for you. (Up to your interpretation.) Stepping out of the bathroom you hear voices, one you regonize as Chuuya, the other one you don't know but it sounds feminine. Going out into the hallway, you see Chuuya and a women with light scarlet hair. You have to admit, she is very pretty.
"Ah, (Y/n). I don't believe you've met Ms. Ozaki yet." Chuuya gestures you over to his side, which you obliged.
"Kōyō meet (Y)-"
"Arent you an adorable little cherry blossom!!" She shoves you into her arm. She begins fawning over your features. Complimenting your (e/c) eyes, your hair, hair color, anything really.
"Chuuya Nakahara! How dare you keep such an adorable child away from me! You selfish bas- meanie!" She scolds her fellow executive. You can't say you were used to this many compliments. Chuuya's face looks shocked at her scolding.
"I asked that stupid Boss of ours to send her to you! It's not my fault I have take care of this kid!" He protests back. Kōyō seems to be blissfully ignoring his statement.
"Oh! You must meet my dear kyōka! You two would get along great!" She keeps rambling on about things she can do with you, Chuuya in the background firing down every single one. One in specific is what made you speak up. It was her suggesting just stealing you from Chuuya.
"My apologies, Miss Ozaki. I have been assigned under Chuuya's command. I'm afraid I cannot let you take me." You say, voice as delicate as always. Your words didn't seem to phase the older women though.
"My dear cherry blossom, please just call me Mom or Kōyō!" She kept going on about anything she could about you.
"Okay, old hag. That's enough, the kid needs to meet the others now. They've been requested to help hunt down the weretiger." Chuuya steps in, causing you to look up. Weretiger? Do I have a mission? Who requested me? Many different thoughts came to your mind.
"My, my, the weretiger? How interesting. Wasn't that Job assigned to Akutagawa?" Kōyō asks, lifting her sleeve over her mouth. Akutagawa.. that name rung a bell. Wasn't that..
"Isn't Akutagawa that dog Sir Dazai always mentioned?" You ask. You hear a muffled chuckle come from Kōyō. You don't understand why, did you say something wrong?
"I- uh.. Yes. He is." Chuuya confirms. You nod to show you heard him. He signals you to follow him out of the room. You wave goodbye to Kōyō. To which she waves back with a polite smile on her face.

YOU ARE READING
"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐆𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞"ᴮˢᵈ ˣ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
Diversos﹕All art used in this story does not belong to me unless stated otherwise.﹕ ﹕Brief﹕ ' (Y/N). A child who never owned a last name. A child who was abandoned to join the depths of hell. An abandoned child. A lost child. "What will happen to you now, (...