Fearnaught Tenacity. [a JJK x BSD fanfic]

0.1.1 "Detective Agency"

'Now shoo! The café is going to close!

hello!! a quick little author's note here, this chapter will include gory descriptions of people's bodies; if you are not very comfortable with that, i have put a warning where it will start and end! It's only 3 paragraphs so not much will be missed.

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Gojo could not sleep that night, was it stress? No, his hair is too white to find out. Or was it those "Detectives" they claim themselves to be? They looked like dopes. Complete dopes. Ranpo looked like a kindergartner in a cheap detective costume, Atsushi looked... Miserable with those bangs. And Dazai... Oh, don't even get him started with the Dazai guy, did he have a crush on Gojo or something? Staring at him boldly, too. Not even small glances or a side eye, just full on analysing him. But to be fair, Gojo was staring at Dazai, too. He just felt that the brunette was much, much more dangerous than the other two.

There he sat, sitting in the silence of his hotel room, staring at the business card Atsushi gave him. It had the address and the number of the agency, he was tempted to call it. But, oh, he was left in his own thoughts for so long he didn't realise how much time had passed. His eyes drifted off at the clock on the wall, "1:07", it reads. He needs to sleep, sure. But he doesn't want to, he keeps seeing him in every dream that he has.

So he just stayed up all night, dragging a chair in front of the giant windows of his room to overlook the city of Yokohama. Well, most of it. There was this gigantic skyscraper, all black in colour. He couldn't help but feel something sinister inside that building. There's this weird energy radiating off the slick, black walls of the building, Gojo couldn't help but feel curious.

And by curious, he stared at the building the whole night until the sun had risen.

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'Fluff, fluff...' Itadori muttered under his breath as he played with the ears of Megumi's rabbit shikigami. Kugisaki sat beside him, drinking the tea one of the staff had offered them. Gojo was sitting the nearest to the partition, his hands resting on the back of his head and his leg crossed over another.

'Gojo-san, the president is ready to see you now.' Atsushi bowed slightly as Gojo stood up and walked into the president's office without a word, Megumi's gaze lingered where the white haired sorcerer sat, now occupied by Atsushi.

The three sorcerers now stared at the boy, which made him flinch and stutter. 'Uhm, ah! The agency is a bit busy this week and- i think we don't have a proper time to talk about...' he pursed his lips, looking at the tea cups on the low table '... about what happened... yesterday..?'

Itadori nodded, urging Atsushi to continue. Kugisaki hummed, and Megumi looked at Atsushi in the corner of his eye. (A/N; i.e. side eyeing him.)