𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈
𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧?
When Dazai ascends to a Boss of Port Mafia, he is targeted by many for numerous reasons. Revenge, power...
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3rd POV
"Angels and Demons, can not love each other. This is not only by the laws of saints and sinners but also by the universe. If you continue, this will only tear you two apart." She explained, slight heartbreak in her cracking voice as she saw the hurt and confusion written on the ginger and the brunette's faces.
The brunette tried to walk over to the ginger to comfort him, but the ginger shook his head, asking him to stay away. With pleading eyes, he looked at Yosano, "Is there anything we can do?"
"Actually there is." A strict yet strong voice uttered. The trio turned around to find the Sin of Lust himself, Ougai Mori standing at the doorway with a silver-headed angel, the Virtue of Justice himself there, both with strict yet composed calm expressions that certainly made them worthy of their titles. The silver wings of Fukuzawa Yukichi fluttered in the small breeze whilst the bat-like wings of the Sin were folded neatly in place.
"The way for an angel and a demon to love eh?" Mori asked, nodding his head as Chuuya explained their situation. He understood both of them well, as their past mentors. He then turned to Fukuzawa with a pleading look, asking if he could tell the. Fukuzawa sighed in defeat, "Go ahead."
"The forlorn legend way of an angel and a demon loving each other. If you are not the same as your significant other, you will get burnt by your own lover. I'm sure you know that part," He gestured to the cream. "The only way is to
Recairnate and forget everything and find your other half in the human world again."
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Atsushi's POV
There was a whole demon. A demon stalking me. I knew I have been feeling paranoid about a stalker these few days, about a feeling that I was being watched constantly, but I did not expect a fully grown demonic being. He was actually quite beautiful if he was more humanoid.
His pale ivory skin that was milky and smooth, his void-like black eyes that seemed to contrast his pale skin. The ravenette had messy yet seemingly fluffy hair that had white tips, and his horns and tail and his pair of large wings were black, like a crow's feather. He did not seem to have any bloodlust nor any negative intentions, but this was a demonic being that we were talking about.
"Done staring Nakajima?" He had a deep, raspy voice that was so alluring. I snapped myself out of my trance, then seeing that the holy water did not work, I knelt onto the floor, banging my head on the cement floor as he watched in confusion.
"Please spare me!" I yelled, expecting him to kill me or wound me. However, what he did was quite the opposite. He laughed. He had a burst of light laughter that seemed musical, he seemed to emit an aura of happiness but also painful sorrow. "Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you or anything."
"H-how do you know my name?" I stuttered out, my eyes widening. He sighed and pointed at my stance, "First, stand up properly and gracefully, sit on the toilet please, I don't want you kneeling like that, it looks painful."
It was true, the painful feeling of the cold floor was numbing. I crawled up cautiously, seating on the toile as he watched. "Firstly, I know your name because I was assigned to you. Your name is Nakajima Atsushi, you are 17, turning 18 at the end of the year. And I," He jumped off the ledge where he sat, floating with his legs tucked in criss-cross applesauce.
"Am Akutagawa Ryunosuke. Nice you meet you, Atsushi."
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After his explanation of everything, including my past life and why he would not harm me, was apparently his senior, Chuuya Nakahara told him not to, and they were only to watch him until his 18th birthday since their assignment has been marked complete by the Boss.
The young silver-headed male did not mind it, but it was kind of weird when you have a test, and your guardian demon is whispering "That's wrong." or "Are you stupid?" maybe a "You forgot to times that." when you do a question. That helped a lot, it did allow him to get a full mark but it was kind of creepy at the same time annoying as he wanted to know his weaker points and study hard, as a normal student would.
As the final bell rang, he packed up his items into his small bag and went to his locker to pick a few things up before deciding to head to a nearby convenience store to get some lunch before work started. The male was part of a bar that took care of stray cats at the back of their kitchen, and he wanted to see the few kittens dearly as he loved them as they were his own. That plan was certainly ruined when a group of ruffians decided to be assholes.
"Oi kiddo!" A rough and loud voice hollered, the small Atsushi cowered at the voice, flinching at the sound. It was Tachihara Maikfli, a boy with a large stature and size, he was the older brother of Tachihara Michizo, who was one of Atsushi's closest friends. Michizo was constantly being abused by his older brother, who was once loving but turned quickly after he met some bad influences.
The poor boy constantly came to school with bruises and bandages, but always sweat it off, saying that it was a small accident. Atsushi and Kyouka could tell that it was not though. They always told him to tell the teacher, but he was always saying that he could not.
Atsushi told almost everything to him and his other friends, Kyouka Izumi and his workplace's manager, Oda Sakunosuke who was a father figure to him, and Sakaguchi Ango, who helped him with his schoolwork as his tutor and friend.
Maikfli did not come alone, he came with two other gangsters too. Both either tall or they were menacing. Retino, a close friend of Maikfli who was known to have been selling drugs and cigars to underaged teens and even tweens. Drutin, another friend of Maikfli's who was known for his criminal record of vandalism and bullying.
"You are the shrimp that's friends with that lowlife of a brother of mine right?" He sneered, I clenched my fists tightly. Michizo was not a lowlife, he was only saying it to provoke me. I told myself. Akutagawa, no Ryuu, as he asked me to call him, was probably watching. "He's not a lowlife," I muttered, and his glare turned harsh.
"Are you opposing me? Fucking disgusting lowlife." He seethed as I started shivering from the tension. They forced me back into a dark alley, the putrid smell of dirt and other disgusting things filled my nose as I tried to escape. Maikfli smiled at me, his glare seething. "Join us against those nerds."
"No."
"I didn't give you a choice."
"No."
"You little-" He raised a hand, ready to throw a punch at me as I tensed for impact. The impact that never happened.
