《Dazai x reader - sleeping beauty》Part 1
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Your jaw dramatically fell to your chest as a winding web of black wisps approached you from the foot of an unfamiliar man. This figure, swallowed by the shadowy night, spoke to you. "You don't have a place to sleep, do you?" the wandering silhouette-like figures swirling around his person drew closer. "You have an ability I'm sure the port mafia would find extremely useful." The creatures surrounding him stormed at you causing you to back into a solid brick wall. This allowed you to go no further. Fear began to devour you whole. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." With his raspy voice, he slammed a foot forward and bent his chest to his knee triggering his silhouette demons to charge at you erratically. You mustered all your might and lifted your finger towards the advancing monster. As the two made contact, the black creature disappeared leaving behind nothing but a burst of breathtaking blue light. "Excellent." The man sporting a black cloak said as his demons died down. "Turns out your not the only one... Dazai." Where the only words he could muster before he fell face first to the ground unconscious.
"...turns out your not the only one Dazai" (what could it mean?!) you pondered closing your eyes tightly. It was early the next morning and you found yourself caged behind bars with a chain fastened around your ankle. This wasn't a situation that was new to you... you knew things, terrible things, were destined to occur soon enough. A distant echo indicated the tapping of feet across the concrete flooring. With this, your eyes widened as images of distant memories played in your mind. You began preparing yourself wanting the process to end as quickly as possible. You unzipped your pants slowly and shakily then removed them in the same manner. "What the hell!?" A short red head said approaching your sell. You looked over at him with a blank expression- your face long drained of any emotion. He began to speak with a tone that reflected his furious red hair, "Ya know if you needed to go-" you interrupted him, "get it over with... Please just do what you want and go." "Hell woman! Put your pants back on!" He exclaimed covering his eyes with a light blush surfacing upon his cheeks. You wondered what was going on as you nervously slipped your pants back on. "Come on." He opened the door and unchained your ankle. You hunched your back and held tight to your shoulders nervously. He led you down the hall and upstairs into a nicer part of the building. You both arrived at a pair of large doors, they were wide open allowing you to enter slowly. A familiar face awaited you in the room. The black and white haired young man turned in your direction with his hand over his mouth. "Welcome to the Port Mafia. My name is Akutagawa" He greeted with the scruffy voice of his. You wanted out of there. By no means where you up to playing games along side the most feared organization in all of Yokohama. "If your willing to cooperate, a check of 140,000,000¥ will yours as your willing to work with us." Your eyes widened at the price they labeled upon you. (140,000,000¥?!) there was no way! "Why?" You questioned still having more to be answered, "why me?!" "You are capable of using an ability that's valuable to us." His eyes where now burning an empty whole into yours. You thought about the reward, then considered a second chance at life with this new responsibility. "Where do we begin...?" You responded deciding it was now time to let go.
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