Yoko
I sat in my room glancing down at a small red marble. So small and so fragile, but it didn't stop it from existing.
I wondered if I could learn how to be like that marble. I wanted to stand up for myself without relying on others to clean up my messes.
Mariko was out of line. Only I could stop her for good. She could stop bothering us here at the Port Mafia and the agency.
I could put an end to her, even if it meant sacrificing myself. I'd done enough evil in my life, doing this may repent for that.
I would kill Mariko. She worked at the agency, so I'd have to sneak in as a client. Only Dazai knew me and he's in our custody now.
I could pull it off. All I had to do was lead her outside, then finish the job. It would all be over, and I'd be free at last.
"You're thinking. I can see it in your face." Chuuya muttered. I glanced up at him and shook my head in denial.
I only have one chance at this.
"You're leaving again. Aren't you. When we just got you back, and of course, when Akutagawa isn't here to stop you."
I tossed the marble to him and walked to the door.
"Don't worry Chew Toy, you're stuck with me remember." I smiled leaving. Though the second I closed the door behind myself the emotion drained from my face. I wonder how Ryu would act when he came back. Would he be mad? Upset with me?
I pushed the doubts down and made my way to the Armed Detective Agency.
If I was lucky, they'd all be chasing down Atsushi and Kyouka. That meant little security and other workers there.
If I had any chance at getting out of this scenario alive, it had to be flawless.
Otherwise, my defiance could lead to my very own demise.
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Fanfiction"In this world, your actions define you." Thief. Murderer. Cheater. Liar. Criminal. Labels float above people's heads, lingering there for the rest of their lives. "So tell me, what's your definition?" <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> writt...
