Our lives.[Bungou Stray Dogs]

Sokouku as parents would be interesting

Note: gay everywhere, oh wow mom chuuya and dad Dazai, the little girl is my oc, mentions of abuse, swearing, no Dazai and Chuuya aren't dating yet but Y'know.....also like this shit is probably the longest chapter I have ever written in my entire fricking life

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Dazai and Chuuya never expected to be guardians to a little girl who was merely only five years old. Dazai at first, didn't even know how to take care of her, he was utterly clueless. His apartment wasn't even safe for a child. Suicidal items scattered everywhere, wine bottles/beer bottles were on floor, and his entire space wasn't exactly livable especially for a child.

Now, your question, how did Dazai obtain a child in the first place? Well, I'll tell you.

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The night was awfully cold, it was nothing like the morning summer heat. Yokohama had fallen silent. A few cars were driving by, and less people were walking on the sidewalks. Dazai, who has just finished work and was on his way home. Couldn't help but stop at an alleyway when he heard crying. He couldn't ignore it, especially when the voice owner seemed to have belonged to a child. Two other voices seemed to have been yelling and shouting as well.

Dazai took caution and slowly entered the dark alleyway. He saw two figures, a man and a woman, to his surprise. They were both saying awful things to the child.

"Useless brat! You should be thankful!"The man yelled, obviously drunk, "we buy you food! We give you clothes and a roof to live under, yet what do you pay us with? Utter disrespect!"The woman hissed, a loud slapping noise echoed.

Dazai frowned, taking a step forward and standing behind the two. "Excuse me, but,"He interrupted. Swiftly, Dazai raised his fist, punching the man in the face.

"Kaito!"The woman cried out, rushing towards him.

The little girl squeaked at the sudden violence and hid behind Dazai's legs. "You're her parents I assume?"He scowled, his hand rested on the back of the little girl's head. The man, spat his blood on the ground. "So what if we are, ha? What are you gonna do about it?"

Dazai didn't think properly at this point. All he knew was that he wanted to take this girl away from these horrid people. "As parents, you should know not to treat a child-your child like this."

"We're the parents!"the woman shrieked. "And besides, we give her everything. Food, clothes and shelter!"The man stopped the wife. "Ichika, enough, we don't even want her at all-,"

"Then you people aren't qualified as parents. You can't guilt trip a child like that, children never asked to have been born, and frankly, as human beings. You should know when you are a hundred percent sure that you will be able to bring another human being into the world. Not treat them like absolute garbage."Dazai interrupted the man. Turning around and carefully lifting up the girl from the ground.

As he started walking away with the little girl, she hugged him tightly and in a small raspy voice, she spoke.

"Thank you, mister,"

Dazai hummed. Gently patting her back, "what's your name kid?"He asked, as he carefully walked on the sidewalk, making sure not to trip and fall. "My name Ahmya, mister,"She responded.

"Oh, enough with the 'mister' stuff,"Dazai whined, making the little girl giggle slightly. "You're making me feel old, please.....just call me Dazai-San,"

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Fuck.

Was Dazai's first initial thought when he woke up. He sat in a hospital chair, on the bed Ahmya had been laid down on, her injuries were all bandages up, and was fast asleep.