Remember {Osamu Dazai x reader} <on hold>

05- Gone

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I knocked on Y/n's door, expecting an answer. I had some things on my mind.

'I was supposed to protect her. If I hadn't been so stupid, this wouldn't all of happened' The thought clouded my mind as I wiped a tear that managed to make its way out of my eye.

I was getting a little impatient, but I noticed that the door was left unlocked.

Without thinking, I entered.

"Y/n?" I called out loud.

Nothing.

I checked the kitchen, her bedroom, bathroom.

Nothing.

I grew worried. She wasn't supposed to leave the house without telling me first.

'Odasaku wouldn't be proud of you right now...'
I thought, only worrying myself more.

I tried calling her over, and over agin, until finally, she picked up.

But I didn't hear her  angelic voice.

"Hello?! Y/n?!? Where are you? Thank god you picked up!" I said relived.

"Dazai." I heard a monotone, male voice say coming from the other side.

I knew exactly who it was.

"Auktagawa, what the hells going on?! Wheres
Y/n?!" I yelled into the phone, but it was to late. He had already hung up.

"Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!" I thought out loud.

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I woke up, I was sitting in a chair. My arms were chained to the back of it. I looked around and saw that I was in some kind of warehouse.

"You're awake." I looked up to see where the voice was coming from. It was a slim man, with pale skin and bi coloured hair. He had a black trench coat, much like Dazai's, but darker and more evil looking.

"What's happening?" I croaked, It hurt to speak.

The man then suddenly slapped me, causing me to whimper in pain.

He grabbed me by the hair, forcing me to look at him.

"Y/n. Y/n Oda." The man hissed.

He yanked on my hair, causing me to yelp.

Oda. I knew that was my last name. But it felt like there was so much more then that.

"I really like you're writing, nii-san!" I exclaimed to that man in front of me. He didn't say anything, but just patted me on the head. We shared the same maroon hair colour and the same azure eyes.

"Pay attention to me." The man hissed, snapping me back into reality.

Suddenly, the doors to the warehouse flung open, which caught both mine and the mans attention.

"Rashoumon!" The man yelled, activating his ability. Something emerged from his deep black trench coat. It was like a monster, almost.

There, through the warehouse  doors, was Dazai.

Oh, and he looked pissed off.