Undercare|| Fyozai

•Chapter twelve

"Good morning."

A small smile spreads over younger Fyodor's tired face, slowly opening his eyes and tilts his head towars the voice. "Good morning to you too, Miheal."

Fyodor carefully sits up on his bed and wears his leather glows again. "Whats going on with your good mood?" Fyodor glances at his brother while Miheal dances around, horribly, spinning himself around the small room.

"I made an friend yesterday at the meeting Mother send me to!" Miheal sing-songs before landing down on the plain wooden chair, breathlessly, Miheal's healt statue was even worse then Fyodor and to be honest it was nothing but impressive.

"A friend from a meeting? I asume that will be no good if they come to an inside war meeting to seek out help from between diffrent countires mafia." Fyodor points out as he gets up and dresses up while Miheal is listining carefullyand pouting a little. "No, im serious this boy is fine. He is young, smart and amusing. He even helped me out!"

"Did he?" Trows his coat over his shoulder.

"Fine, make fun of me all you want but this guy is cool. Very mysterious too. He even told me he will send me a letter, mostly about work but still a friend is a friend." Miheal states out proudly, like he is trying to tell Fyodor he has absoulutely no friends. Which one of Miheal's favorites lines to rub at Fyodor's face as if he is so social around the small villige or their Mother's bussiness which is filled with old dirty man greedy for money and more. Fyodor isnt saying they are younger tho, Fyodor knows he and specially Miheal lived way more then anyone thanks to God's gift to them. While Fyodor sees as an blessing Miheal sees it as an curse, and Miheal had been repeadietly punished by the name he give to his ability by their Mother but Miheal never learns his leson.

"Whatever Miheal, Mother said she wont be coming to breakfast today too, remember?" Finaly out of the room and heading to the dinningroom with his older brother,

"Yeah, yeah. Whats going on Mother anyways? She never gets sick normaly. And she doesnt even lets me heal her with my ability, whats wrong with her?" Miheal was always way more out of the picture becouse Mother liked to explain and tell things to Fyodor and chose to let Miheal figure out in his own to not keep herself bussy for something like Miheal.

"Dont talk about her like that." Fyodor snaps back, frowning.

"Whatever, its not like she or any of us can die anyways." Miheal rolls his eyes, waving his hand carelessly. Or at least he is trying to seem careless. Trying to hide how Fyodor being the favorite at everything and for everyone doesnt upsets him.

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So. After anything, everyone ends up walking at the abonded empty streets with a clown. With an acual clown.

"Then, I grabed his hand and twisted it and putted it trough the portal and pushed it in his ass! Can you belive it!?" The clown laughs, loud. Trowing his head forward bedore trowing it back, almost falling from his

"Hey, hey Niko can you just stop?" Dazai's voice comes off too annoyed but Dazai couldnt care less, they had been talking for a good 20 minutes and came to nothing, the man —that turns out his name is Nikolai Gogol, what an silly name that makes Dazai smile a little— can't talk about anything but pointless gossip or how amazing Fyodor is. While Dazai craves for the explaination that Fyodor does not give him.

"Stop!? Stop what, Zai zai?" Nikolai grins, unnaturaly and disturbingly as if he is enjoying this conversaition but Dazai can pin point the hate he has for Dazai in his eyes.

"Stop nonesensing." Dazai spits out, they both are still walking towards back to Fyodor's apartment becouse Dazai didnt tell Nikolai that he basicly run out, becouse Nikolai has an gun. Dazai can atleast figure out Nikolai is one of Fyodor's pawns, like how Akutagawa is to Dazai but much diffrent.