(Y/n) P.O.V

It was currently 3:28 am and I had not made my vital decision.

I was still held within the four walls of my darkened bedroom, awake, tugging at my hair or banging my head at a wall. I growled occasionally as I spoke aloud to myself, telling myself the positives and negatives of each choice that I could make, although nothing was helping.

"If I stay Dazai is safe, but I'll also be under Francis control and the whole of Yokohama is destroyed... But what if Francis is just saying that he will keep him safe just so I would stay with him?" I say a loud.

It was like this since the second my eyes peeled open after the dream with Francis. After I had woken up from that, I was confused about how Francis could control my dreams... And why I was no longer under the effects of his drug. I couldn't find a logical reason, so I pushed it to the side and thought about what really mattered.

Do I stay, or do I go?

My head held a war of being emotionally torn and physically keeping awake whilst trying to think logically. My head would drop every now and again, and I almost fell asleep. Luckily the horrid thought of seeing Francis in my head stopped that from happening again.

And God, Francis had stepped over the line with me this time again.

I knew deep down I wanted to run away from here. Keeping me locked inside this too clean and exquisite flying box high up in the sky was driving me insane, and it's only been three days. I've been controlled, beaten, injected with fluid and personally invaded in my mind. This was too far and too much for a simple favour that Francis wanted in return for him giving me the over half of my gift. I was sick of this place.

Chuuya was right- what did I see in him?

I just wanted Dazai right now.

I wanted to run into Dazai and sleep in his arms again, make some noodles for him, kiss him, succumb to him and embrace his sent and warmth. I just wanted to hear the thrum of his deep voice and stroke his chocolate hair... but as tempting as my man was I couldn't let him heavily influence my choices.

Even though he did- I thought about Dazai rather than my own well being. I wasn't thinking about what Francis would inject into my blood or use me as his puppet for whatever he deemed was satisfying. I thought about if he would be safe or not if I stayed with Francis. If If I let Francis toy with me and my life...

And if that happened, would Dazai really be safe? Would Francis kill him anyway, no matter what I chose? After all, he is his enemy as he said. But would I be able to fight Francis with Immense lustre stripped? Hell, would I even be able to escape this place?

Whenever I thought about leaving and finding Dazai to fight the Guild, his words penetrated any over thought.
"I will send troops out to defeat Dazai and have him slaughtered with his head on your home desk by the next morning."

They were imprinted in my mind like a scar.

I held my head in my hands as I begin to break down. There was no easy answer.

It wouldn't be complicated if I just stay. That way, everything we discussed would happen: take over Yokohama, destroy our enemies, find the Book. But a persistent risk was there- Dazais' safety. If I was destroying Yokohama, Dazai could get hurt easily anyway.

However, The Agency and the Mafia were both against Francis. I knew the Mafia had brilliant ability users, and I knew the Agency had skilled ability holders too. Maybe escaping wouldn't be so bad as I thought. Maybe for once we could join together in battle rather than being enemies...

And putting it into picture, if I was under control of Francis and fighting the Agency and the Mafia... would they be able to stop us both? How much power could I actually hold? How much super power did Francis hold? What would happen when Yokohama was destroyed? What happens...

If he makes me kill Dazai?

At that thought I made a decision.
I wasn't sure if it was justified yet, since I was unsure of Francis power, even though I knew he must be immensely strong to have walked into my apartment when people died just taking a step inside.

But there was one thing I knew.
I wasn't going to give Francis the authority of anymore power.

I stood up from my bed, determined. I sighed, feeling the familiar feeling of bundled dread in my chest. Was this the right choice?

They weren't mine but I was in pyjamas. They had a hospital feel to them- plain, white and square. I stared at my body in the mirror, the Yokohama lights catching my skin. I was a ghost in this room.

I bite my lip and move, desperate to leave.

I rummaged through my wardrobe to find my old clothes, and there they were. I pulled my pyjamas off and put my old ones on, the familiar fitting of my clothes comforting. I pulled my black jacket over me, and that's when I saw the dress I wore in my dream.

I never really wore dresses, but for some reason I liked that one. Even though I was unsure of what use it was for me. Had Francis made it for me? What was its purpose?

I left it there, questions unanswered. I didn't need those questions answered anyway.

As soon as my shoes were on I picked up my phone and switched it on:

3:47AM

I tucked it into my pocket and zipped it up, heading towards the door.
As soon as my fingers touched the handle I hesitated. I had almost two hours until someone woke up, although that was an estimate. I'd had to be quick. The Moby Dick was huge and there might only be a single exit.

I opened the door and stepped outside.

I softly shut it behind me and scanned the silent corridors. There was no light. It was like I stepped out into a black abyss, similar to the shadow realm.

I frowned at the unusual darkness, and summon a small light in my hand.

The gentle white glow revealed a face in front of me.

I jumped back, straight into the door that rattled.

Francis.

"So you made up a choice," His face looked menacing half sinker in darkness, "However, I never said escaping would be easy, dear."

When would he fuck off?

"Francis, please tell me you haven't been standing there this whole time you creep." I retort, glaring at him.

"I like to hear you struggle." He smirked, voice menacing," Are you sure you want to go?"

I almost gaged at how gross he was.

"Whatever, and yes. Goodbye, Francis. May the next time I see you be dead on the cold dirt." I spat.

I watch his hand come closer to my neck, but my body disappeared into the shadows before he could. Since it was pitch black, it was so easy for me to hide. I had an advantage here. I watch him stumble and growl as he lost sight of me. I guess he still has a lot to learn at what tricks I can pull from my sleeve.

I ran away into the darkness, desperate for a way out and desperate to escape Francis.

As I ran I picked up my phone and went to my contact list.

Call Dazai?

"Yes please."

Calling Dazai...

It took three beeps for him to pick up.

"(Y/n)? (Y/n) where have you been? Are you alright, where are you-"

"Hi, Dazai! God, I miss you... and I'm on Framcis bloody ship that's in the sky. I don't know where it is but I have one chance of escaping and shit, Dazai I don't know if I'm doing this right, but I can't stay here and I can't give him my power but you'll be in danger he said he will kill you and-"

"(Y/n), calm down... Ah...sorry, I'm...getting changed.... You- You said you're in the sky on his ship? And don't worry too much, love... let's just find a way of getting you off first, then we will talk." He said. His voice was thick with tiredness, but it was comforting neverless.

I turned a corner and saw stairs that lead up. Perhaps that was a way out?

"Okay." I reply.

"So... Do you have any idea where about his ship is?" He asked. I was at the step ladder and gazed up, a circular wheel straight at the top. It was an exit for the top of the ship.

"No... but I'm about to. Hold on for a second, Dazai."

I jumped through to the normal world, leaving the shadows and climbed the stairs, phone now in my mouth. It was a struggle to turn the wheel once I reached the top, but once it was off...

"Phucf" I mumbled with my phone in my mouth as the wind blew straight into my face. I hauled myself up over the top, taking my phone out of my mouth and to my ear.

"Well. I know where I am now." I said as I gazed at the nighttime Yokohama landscape.

"Where?"

"We are right next to the Mafia. How convenient."

Dazais' P.O.V

"Mafia... great." I sarcastically comment, "I'm on my way."

I pick up my house keys and place them in my pocket. I shut the door behind me as I started to dash to the Mafia, a couple of blocks away. I guess I should be grateful it was a location I knew and not a random spot in the entire city. I just had to not be seen by the Mafia, oversize they could attack. Even though I had been in a car crash with Ango, I had been completely fine to move.

"(Y/n), either way there's only one way of getting down from there..." I spoke as I ran through the empty grey street. Barely anyone was around.

"...and how is that?"

"I highly doubt you'll like it but I have to go. There's someone else I have to call to help you." I reply.

"Alright... call me back, okay?" She replied. I wondered if she was nervous.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too, Dazai."

It took me two minuets of running to think 'Maybe I should learn how to drive'.

I hung up, not breaking my pace as I scrolled through my contacts. I knew exactly who I needed to retrieve (Y/n) safely. I still held onto his number, even after four years of not seeing him.

Call Chuuya Nakahara?

The truth was a part of me missed that hat wearing ginger short stack.

Calling Chuuya Nakahara....

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YeeEeEeEt ya mumma whipped up a fresh new chapter for ya in under a few hours.

I just noticed how BRITISH I am like even other word I was putting in rather like "I was rather confused"
Or "I missed him greatly"
Or "it was all rather horrible."
OR "bloody hell"
O R "Christ sakes..."

so British so British...

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