The summer breeze was smoothly flowing outside of the port maifas headquarters as Chuuya kneeled in front of the imposing figure of Mori Ougai, the current boss of the Port Mafia. The mans black hair shined, the light reflecting off the sun as a blonde girl sat down, humbly drawing on a piece of paper, yet holding a aura of unease at the same time. “Im sure you are curious why I have summoned you here today, Chuuya.” Mori stated as if it was the most simple thing in the world. His eyes boring through the short ginger in front of him. In response to this Chuuya simply nodded in response, taking off his hat showing more of his hair, as he placed it on his chest, holding it in position with one of his arms as the other helled a position that punched the ground. “It’s a simple reason really.” Mori stated. “I need you to take care of a mission for me, I would like you to..’take care of’ this enemy group before they become a thorn in my side.” However, before Chuuya could stand up and leave the scene, Mori added. “And you will be working with Dazai.” Dazai. Dazai Dazai Dazai. The name of that man rang through the hall as Chuuya froze in place. Its always Dazai. Of course it had to be Dazai. Whenever something finally felt right in his life it was always Dazai. The name of this Dazai was usually avoided around Chuuya for this specific reason. After all, if the ginger executive snapped at you, you were as good as dead, so the silent rule of name was made and comminucated through many of the lower ranking mafia members. “Dazai?...” Chuuya asked as he turned his head back to face Mori. “DAZAI?!” He exclaimed with a greater force of anger and irritation. “WHY DO I HAVE TO WORK WITH THAT D4MN MAKREL AGAIN?” He questioned, losing his temper at the Mafias boss, ignoring the posability that going against the bosses orders could result in death. Mori however just callmly chuckled. “Ah, same ol Chuuya. You should learn some manners.” Mori stated. “Besides, you and Dazai work well together, after all, you did take out an entire enemy orginization with ability users in it overnight, and we just need you to do that again.” He smirked. “It’s as they say, one canot exist without the other.” . . . In the dark of night the tree leaves flowed in the wind. Glistening in the moonlight and painting the picture of serenity and relaxation, but that would be shortly broken. A tall man with brown hair walked through the darkened forest, looking up to see a building. It was not in the best condition, the building was damaged, cracks everywhere and vines hanging down, it was not in the best condition, and definitely not the best pick to be a base for a criminal organization. The man sighed as he stared up at the sky. “You can come out now, Chuuya.” He said in a tired voice as another man emerged from the shadows, much smaller than the man, it was indeed Chuuya. “I can’t hide anything from you anymore now can I mackerel.” Chuuya said in an annoyed tone as he walked up to the taller man's side. “Now now Chuuya!~ No need to act like were enemies~ We were partners for so long back in the day after all!” The man smirked doing a weird wave movement with his arms before he sighed looking at Chuuya. “I’m feeling the same as you. Lets get this over with. Hopefully we don’t have to use your ability to the fullest.” He muttered. “Whatever Dazai.”
Chapter 2 - A Mission. I hope yall like this fic- I know not many people here know BSD and ngl I reccomend it. Its a great story but I will say the first few episodes seem weird ngl- BUT ALL IN ALL- its good.