Protecting the new Generation

Chapter 11

15 years ago
Soukoku 15

The blue-haired weirdo was staring at two younger teenagers with a crazed look in his eyes, "Hahhahah, the great Demon Prodigy, and his tamed sheepdog are losing? This is a day that will go down in history! The most feared duo of Yokohama are 2 teenagers that haven't even hit puberty yet. Those pathetic people that died in your hands are truly screaming in their graves at this moment!"

They were screaming in their grave right now but for totally different reasons. They thought that this blue-haired dude just made the biggest mistake of his life.

The moment the crazed human spoke those words he received a punch to his face from the short ginger.

"Who are you calling a DOG!!!"

The taller one of the duo mockingly pulled out his tongue, "Ne~ Chuuya you are my precious Chuuhuahua." He winced at the punch his partner gave him.

The ginger puffed his cheeks in annoyance, "I AM NOBODIES DOG AND ESPECIALLY NOT YOURS!!"

The blue-haired maniac got up from the punch he received, and he was about to throw a punch towards the ginger. He stopped mid-flight once witnessing the murderous glare from the brunet. Deciding to change tactics the crazed opponent used his ability and disappeared with a flash of light.

Dazai sensing the opponent hadn't gotten too far yet activated the signal with a click of his hand sending his troops to go after the blunet, while he and his blue-eyed partner still suffered the blindness of the light.

When the light finally went away they did not expect that it would appear as a basket with something wailing from inside it.
Dazai asked with confusion in his tone, "Chibi what is that in your hand?"

Chuuya was clueless about  the question his partner was asking and decided to look down at his hand, " What the fuck."

Dazai was startled, that was the calmest "what the fuck" he has ever heard Chuuya say, so he knows that his partner is equally as dumbfounded as he is.

Dazai anxiously stared at his partner then at the basket indicating the shorter to reveal what is inside. The noise was starting to sound alarms in his mind.

Chuuya carefully set the basket on the ground; he didn't want to set a bomb off if there is one in it. He gently unwrapped the basket from head to toe.

There was a baby in it.

Chuuya's faced slowly morphed to a face of shock and Dazai just stared at the bundle of flesh- dumbfounded.

A baby.

Chuuya couldn't believe his eyes, yet he already felt attached to the thing. So small and weak definitely not something that should be in the middle of a war- zone.

Dazai quickly regained his composure, "Chuuya cover that thing." Dazai felt scared at the face his chibi was making; it looked so gentle and loving.

Chuuya wasn't listening to him anymore, too engrossed in the eyes of the sniffling baby.

When did it stop crying?

Did it stop when it saw Chuuya?

Why was his Chibi not listening to him?

Dazai was slowly panicking, "Chibi cover i-"

A gentle voice resounded through the stifling silence, "Hey mackerel, what if we keep it?"

Dazai's eye widened in shock, "keep what?"

"The baby dip shit" the words were rough but light- hearted at the same time.