BSD: One Time Sanity
Prologue: The start of a new era
Warnings: blood, guns, wounds, corpses, knives, alcohol, underage drinking, gangs, mafias, bullets, swears
A.n: sorry that it took a while but here's the prologue!
Word count: 1.771
"Those self inflicted 'mafıas' started to get on my nerves"
The raven haired boy spoke with a stern hush while taking another sip from his glass of liquor in his hands.
The bullets and blood had decorating the night city.
Once a silent and calm city had filled with groups of people who are fighting to someone very silly like to get the one rule the city after the biggest 'mafia's fall.
Night breeze blowing between the buildings and alleys. The Velvet Night in Yokohama. There was a mysterious air around the city..
A bar, where the two boys are sitting, hidden from sight but still reachable for who's looking for it. Hiding a deep secret and a deep bond in its walls. Holding many memories, hopes and dreams more than anyone could imagine.
"You are talking like we can do something about it now. There's more then 50 gangs across the country"
Other boy replied as he spins the liquor in the glass he holds.
"I don't care about that part but don't you think they are getting to comfortable and confident, Hirotsu?"
Raven haired boy spoke with a smirk as his friend sighed.
"That's another thing. They are indeed getting closer but I rather drink a whole bottle of liquor than go and deal with those egoist yet stupid people."
"I have nothing against your words but I still can't forget how you get rejected by that girl 3 days ago~"
"HEY!! You said you would stop, bastard!"
"How can I stop?? It was soo funny!"
Raven haired boy laughs and holds his stomach before speaking in a more feminine tone to mock Hirotsu who was red with embarrassed and irritated with his friend.
" 'I don't like black haired boys and you are quite ugly' HHAHAAHAH, the look on your face was priceless!!"
Black haired boy stands up before smacking his friend's head angrily.
"Haha! Weren't you the one who got rejected by total of 25 girls last week?"
"Why did you count all of that????"
The two boys conversation cut off with a sigh from the young adult bartender as he cleaned the glass in his hands with a towel.
The small bar was smell like all kinds of alcohol. Clean and new wallpapers were peeling off due to moisture.
"You two acting like you weren't just cornered by a gang just hours ago. I sometimes wonder why can't you two stay in your seats at least once, I'm tired of saving your ass'.."
"What we can say, Lupin? We need to be active to hold the title of 'stray dogs'~" Hirotsu shrugged as he drink the glass of liquor left in his glass in one go.
By the bartender man sigh and rub his temples, raven haired boy chuckled before turning to his friends. "It's not like we can possibly do something, right Lewis?"
"Yes, like two young and innocent boys like us can go against those delinquents.." Lewis confirm his friends statement before he pour more liquor in his glass with a small dark smirk.
Both of the young boys chuckled to themselves while the bartender was nervous till soon the realisation hit him.
"No! My answer is no and neither you guys are going to do what you are thinking! I can figure it out what you guys thinking by your expressions after all these years!!"
"Ah, don't be a spoilsport now! It would be fun!"
"Dancing with death isn't fun! You guys going to be in more chaos than you are already in!"
"Double trouble means double black! That's why we are called double black in the first place!!"
"That's just a title given you two by some coward, who lived enough to tell his story! What would happen if the goverment had heard about it then? They would had you two's heads!!"
"If they fear us, why this is our fault?! We haven't done anything to them yet! That doesn't make sense!!"
"It doesn't need to make sense!! They are scared of power and you two have too much than enough of that kind of power already!"
Lewis chuckled amusedly before holding his glass up and spinning the liquor in it a bit while he listen the two males argue. "In this topic, Lupin is right. Even though we are powerful, we are still naive and young."
The pitch black haired boy turned to his friend with confusion, flustration, and a small bit of betrayal while the bartender sigh and nod with a small hint of proudness and small relief, thinking the two boys finally give up on that dream.
"... But..."
The two of them pause as the raven haired boy turned to them with a innocent looking faux smile. "It's the era of gangs. We may increase our safety rate if we were in a gang. A powerful one"
"That could work out, but what if someone learns about you two's abilities? They would find you even in underground! Do you two forget what they done to that immortal?" Lupin said as he put his hands down on the counter with a distress.
"Then Wonderland can hide us."
"What if they killed one of you?!"
"But you won't let them, Lupin"
"You can't see every possiblity, Lewis! There would be alwasy a chance of a possiblity you never seen to come true!"
"In that scenario that's where I'm joining" Hirotsu add with a chuckle as the two boys look at each other and laugh under their breath of how much their friend was stressing over some thing this small.
They see this as a game, a winning game. While Lupin was distressing and anxious for the two careless boys... and his job.
Hirotsu rises his glass in air, breaking the silence with clearing his throat. "Then lets rise our drinks for the Port Harbor Gang!"
Raven haired boy turns around while holding his laugh back barely. "I could have take you serious if it wasn't for the flower patels on your hair-"
"Yeah, yeah.. Wait- FLOWER WHATS??"
Raven haired boy coudn't hold back his laughter more and laughed mockingly to his friend's attempt of cleaning the flower patels on his head.. 'Hirotsu would be very mad when he find out I put more in his hat and in his clothes..' Lewis think while still laughing his ass off. Even small tears had start to form corner of his eyes from how hard he was laughing.
"Lewis, YOU LITTLE-!"
Lupin take a deep breath while the two boys mess with each other. 'Why do I feel this is going to end up with blood again?' he thought while putting the last glass cup he just finished cleaning.
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'So this is the place where boss wanted me to meet with those important men' gravity manipulator thought as he entered the empty valley.
The grass was vey short and there wasn't any trees within the next few km.
Chuuya thought as he start to walk towards a big plane which seemed to landed on the valley not so long ago. The short grass under the plane slowly leaned towards ground with the weight on it. 'They seem to be already here, huh. Well with the information given to me, the documents they have is pretty secret. In that case, if we take the danger and risk they take by coming to Yokohama, this kinds of missions that are hidden from other executives are pretty understandable'
He stopped in front of the stairs and started to slowly walk up 'Still, it's pretty quiet...'
Chuuya stopped in front of the plane's door before taking a deep breath and knocking two times then after a second later three times more before stepping a few steps back.
Yet no sound or movement comes from the door. Chuuya knocks two times then three times more before taking a few steps back again. 'They should have get the code by now' he thought.
He waited a few minutes more before activating his ability and opening the door of the plane himself.
"Hello, I'm Nakahara Chuuya. I'm in the position who would take you to the Port Mafia ba-... What the fuck-.."
His words stuck in his throat upon seeing the sight in front of him. Blood everywhere, the wines and alcohols that are taken out to drink was broken. Some of the glass pieces stuck on the corpses, some of them on walls, floors, and the luxurious seats.
Bodies of the men and their body guardians were laying there and there. Some of their throats broken and ripped apart while some of them had food and cutting knifes stabbed in their body multiple times.
Some of their chins broken, gun shot wounds open and dripping blood from the open holes the bullets caused.
Chuuya take a deep breath before approaching the bodies the investigate and check if there was anything left he didn't see.
Chuuya was disgusted and disturbed slightly from inside due the state of corpses but the thing thats make Chuuya more disturbed was that there was a drawing on the empty wall of the plane where a painting was stayed not so long ago.
It was almost the same as the scars appear on his body the time he uses corrouption.
The sight of the drawing was making his breath stuck in his throat and awakening the memories he doesn't want to remember. He tried to take deep breaths but his breath seemed to turned against him.
'Someone knew...' he thought as he takes a step back instinctively. He felt like he was in a nightmare from long time ago that he didn't remembered.
The words written with a weird liquid didn't chance the fact it was almost calling for him, or the thing inside him..
He got out of the plane to get some air and called an investigation team, only to see there were no signals here. He had no choice but to run down the path he used to come up here.
Chuuya cursed under his breath while rushing towards the path he used to come to the valley. The sentence written on the wall was still lingering in his mind as he ran down the woods to find a signal. In deep down he was still nervous about the drawing and the words written there but now feeling a bit relieved that he was away from that memory.
.
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"Hide the secrets, hide the lies, don't let them see
Real play is now starting, prepare the weapons, soldiers
Real ruler is returning, Lets see how much more you can hide"
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A gift from your boyfriend
Pairings: Kunikida × female reader
Summary: you're back at home and find a sweet gift
Genre: fluff
Slightly tired, but very hungry, you finally enter in your apartment. It hadn't been such a tiring morning, but knowing that your boyfriend wouldn't be home for lunch really made a difference. Not like you didn't see him in the morning and not like you are not going to see him for dinner, but not being able to eat with him while talking about your days and then chilling on the sofa doesn't make you happy.
Spending your lunch break with kunikida was truly something. But you smile a bit knowing that at least you do not have to worry about the amount of vegetables that you are eating or about washing the dishes immediately because it finds it annoying seeing them laying around.
He had some strong ideals even when it came to eating. One time you almost had a fight about where the knife should go on the table. The audacity of that man.
You put down your bags and take off your shoes.
Then you go in the kitchen, thinking about what you should prepare for lunch. Something easy probably. That's when you notice it. And you can't hold back a big smile.
A big and colourful bouquet was left on the table, with a note next to them. They are your favorite flower and Kunikida definitely remembered it when that morning sent someone to buy them for you, too busy to leave the office. It was probably Rampo. You notice that the sneaks cabinet was left open. So yes, definitely Rampo was told to buy the flowers and bring them to you.
You give them a quick sniff and then you pick up the note. He really did put some effort in finding some nice paper and elegantly folding it into a letter (maybe also to prevent someone else reading it). He really had a wonderful handwriting too.
"Darling, hope the flower reached our home. I'm really sorry for not being with you and belive me when I say that there is nothing I could desire more. Only thinking about you smiling at this makes the day a wonderful one. Smile my love, because when you do it, even the most wonderful and rare flower is nothing. Wish you a nice afternoon, lots of hugs and kisses
forever yours, Kunikida"
What a poet that you had as a boyfriend you think while you smile like at a teenager in love. He never failed to find the most sweet and loving words for you.
And after you put the sweet note with all the others, you started to cook your lunch.
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