Drama love "Book 1" (soukoku fanfic)

The boss of the Port Mafia

A/N enjoye the inspector gadget theme songs
my  childhood fr 😋😋😋 (no its not bc i couldn't find a pic for this chapter nuhuh)

3rd POV:

Chuuya woke up from the sun hitting the window, he sat up and held his head from the pain. He got up from bed and stumbled to the kitchen, he looked around and didn't see dazai anywhere which was odd. He walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water some headache medicine and he went to sit on the sofa. And he turned on the TV.

As he was resting his head on the arm off the sofa he heard a knock on the door. He decided to get up and answer it thinking maybe it's dazai forgetting his keys. As he answered the door there was a hooded figure standing there with a smirk and held up his gun.

"Nakahara Chuuya if you scream or say anything right now I'll blow your brains out. Got it" The man said with a whisper.

Chuuya held up his hands and kept a calm face to not make the situation any worse.

"Good boy looks like you can listen like a dog, put on shoes you twerp your coming with me!"

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Dazai's POV:

Man this sucks, Odasaku could off atleast ask Ango to help with moving furniture, i didn't want to get up from bed leaving chibi. But good thing i brought him some breakfast sandwiches so that's a good thing.

I walked up to my door and noticed something the door isn't locked. I rushed inside looking around and noticed the place is quite... to quite.

"CHUUYA!" I yelled out and no response.

I rushed to the bedroom and saw he wasn't he's phone was still in his coat pocket but his shoes are gone. I took a deep breath and started to observe the surroundings. i noticed a glass off water was on the coffee table, i also noticed the TV was on but on mute. As i looked on the floor i noticed something. Dirt.

I bent down and saw a footprint off dirt. Meaning someone was in here. This isn't good.

Chuuyas POV:

I woke up with a even worse headache, as i opened my eyes I was in a dark room and I was chained to a chair. It was cold and gloomy in here. I had no idea what the fuck is going on but I didn't have a good feeling.

"Good morning sleeping beauty!" A guy said entering the room with a smirk on his face.

"Fuck off, where the hell am i dick head!" I said in annoyed tone.

"Hey watch your mouth fag. Or would you rather I use something to shut that pretty mouth off yours" He said walking closer to me and bend down a little. "You have such a pretty mouth maybe it can be used as my dick pleaser" He said with a laugh.

"Id rather suck your father's dick then your crusty shit, now answer me where the hell am i" I repeated again already getting pissed off with this guy.

"Oh you wanna know where you are? Well your here at the boss off the port mafia building" He said with a smirk. "You see you've done something to piss the boss"

I was confused, what did I do to piss off the boss off the mafia? I've never been involved in sketchy shit, so what the hell is going on?

"Gone quite now little fag." He said with a seductive tone.

He walked behind me unchaining my feet so i could walk. He lifted me up from my seat and started dragging me with the chains on my wrists. We walked out the room and continued walking down a hallway, if i could just get out theses chains I could make a break for it. But there's no way off breaking theses shits.