❛𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.❜

RIGHT now you were hanging around a rope attached to your feet, as your world was upside down, hair and arms all pointing downards as well, and your head getting too much blood all at once.

Did you sign up for this?

No, of course not.

All could've been better if it weren't for your stupid partner, who always seemed to, kind of, not give a shit about you when you were on missions together and left you to rot at the enemies' place. And you would always beat the shit outta him for doing that to you, but he enjoyed teasing you way too much.

Your breath was getting worse by each minute that passed by. Yes you didn't have any ability but you were a great fighter, and you did have a partner who was good for something.

At this point you actually gave up doing anything and prayed that he'll come soon and stop the enemy you were sent to Osaka for in the first place. You tried everything, swinging to get to the switch, try to grab something to move the switch but to no success.

The sunlight was shining through the windows and right onto your face, which was increadibly annoying and you just wanted be free already. You didn't think you'd be that unprepared for this mission and underestimated the enemies' power and force that would bring you to your current situation.

Kichirou Yamasaki.

"Fucking son of a bitch," you spit out every syllable as you moved your arms in an angry motion, deep frown drawn over your face.

Kichirou was the one who had you captive and your job was to stop his illegal doings, like drugs, murders, breaking the law, sexual assault and so on. Unfortunately he wasn't alone and had quite a few people on his side, supporting what he did and thought it was it okay.

Footsteps echoed the stairs leading to the room you were in and you instantly became alarmed, muscles tensed up, hands balled into fists. You hoped whoever it was, that they wouldn't keep you in their chambers, or worse, kill you. That wasn't your cup of tea because you were born to kick sorry ass.

A familiar tune reached your ears, the closer the person came, your straight face contorting to a confused one. Wait, I know this melody.

And to your surprise, it was your partner.

Your eyes met the moment he stood still in his tracks, one hand on his hips, his stupid good looks being an intruder to your suffering right now. Not a good time to simp, you thought.

"Hmmm, who do we have here?"

Rolling your eyes, you groaned, not able to feel your feet anymore as the numbness was taking over and you felt so dizzy right now that you wanted to throw up.

"Shut the fuck up and help me out, Dazai."

He looked up at you with arms up in surrender and a teasing smirk, as in 'ooo sis ain't playing games today' and moved his feet towards you. His bandaged hand wrapped around the handle gently before he pushed it down, making the rope and your whole body come down slowly. Until your head almost reached the ground, Dazai stretched himself to get to your tied up feet saying, "Alright, when I untie the ropes, be careful not to hurt your ass or something," and undid them slowly.

Fortunately, you landed on the ground without hurting yourself in any way, like they do in those animes and your partner yeeted the burdensome ropes away. A big groan left you when you moved your feet again after hanging there for an hour, feeling nothing but numbness all the way to your legs. You slapped them, wiggled them just to get rid of that damn numbness and after a minute, you could stand up, you thought so at least.

Just as you tried to stand on your feet, you stumbled forward, expecting to plop down again but you didn't collide with the dirty cold floor but a firm chest and arms wrapped around you safely. Peeling your eyes open, you saw yourself almost an inch away from Dazai who was staring right back at you.

Your eyes were wide and your expression confused as he leaned in and planted soft kisses from your neck all the way to your cheek, his hair tickling your skin gently before you rolled your eyes for a second time and pushed his face away with your strong hand. He yelped as he stumbled backwards and gripped his beige coat with a dramatic look on his face.

"Stop it Dazai, not now."

"But I want to kiss you!"

"Ughhhh."

When you were captured by Kichirou's men they threw your precious black coat somewhere, so you turned on your feet and started searching for it. You still had to adjust to walk normally without wobbly legs and you kept crouching down or look behind the huge pile of trash and clothes that was opposite of the rope you were tied to. Others might think that it was a waste of time or that it was unnecessary but to you that coat meant a lot to you since it belonged to your mother who had given it to you just a few years ago and you kept it treasured all this time. You made a mental note not to wear it on those missions.

Fingers found the roots of your hair as you panicked and you were almost willing to give up but then-

"Are you... looking for this, angel?"

You spun around to face him, only to see that he was holding your black coat with just a single bandaged finger, face all innocent. The biggest sigh left you as you walked over to him and took it from him, putting it on, its warmth engulfing you again. You inhaled its nostalgic scent before you locked eyes with Dazai.

"Thank you," you muttered, a small smile on your lips.

Of course he had it, you should've known. Except his reckless behaviour sometimes, he's actually quite hardworking and always being kind towards you, sometimes you feel a little guilty how you treat him but, god, he's such a pain.

He just waved it off, sliding his hand right back into his comfy pockets and smiled contently, his brain already starting to function for his plan to predict his ideal results and success to stop Kichirou. Just as he was about to share his thoughts, you punched him very hard on his chest, causing him to lose some of his balance.

"What was that for?!" his brows were knitted together.

Your expression mirrored his but slightly more with anger and Dazai swore he saw fumes coming out of your nose like a tea kettle, face hot red. "Well, what you fucking think? I swear to god, Dazai, why do you leave me at the enemy's place every time we're at a misson? Just tell me!" you yelled in a way that your enemies from the floor below wouldn't hear you.

The other only shrugged, arms extended at either sides as if he was so innocent and didn't know what you were talking about.

"If you do that again, I'll throw you out that fucking window, you- what are you doing?"

You watched him walk over to the said window and count with his fingers, as if he was thinking hard and then ended up putting his hand under his chin, the sunlight turning his brown locks to golden ones. "Checking how high the drop is, see if it's worth it,"

The only thing you could do was scoff and 'tsk', your fingers finding the bridge of your nose and wiping your face with a hand. "Alright, none of us is gonna die today, I just want to catch that guy already,"

Before he could say any further, you already moved to exit the room muttering, "Why am I wasting my energy and love on this dipshit,"

Silently, he just followed you and you both stepped down the stairs quietly, backed up against the walls until you reached the first floor where everyone was. As the light of the room invaded the darkness of the staircase, you halted and waited.

"Here are the girls, sir, as you ordered."

A tall man, very unattractive, arrogant and old came into your both's frame as he looked down to the ten young women who were chained up, their faces stained with tears and mouths stuffed with a cloth. He crouched down onto the first woman's height and brought his hand to her jaw with a strong grip, marks almost appearing on her fair skin. You could see the fear in their eyes and you knew what emotions they were going through at the moment, their safety your number one priority right now.

"Aren't you a pretty thing.." he examined her like some object and stood up again, eyes matching those of a hungry animal wanting to devour its victim. "I can't wait to screw you all and hear you scream in agony,"

You balled your fists, knuckles white, as fear also creeped up through your body like fire and you swore you felt tears at the edge of your (e/c) eyes. Someone's soft hand embraced yours and you looked behind you to see Dazai giving you a look of reassurance and kissed your forehead to tell you everything was going to be okay.

"I'll go there first and when you think that I need help, then come join me and we'll send this bitch to mars, got it?"

You smiled from the bottom of your heart at his words and nodded enthusiastically as your fighting mode turn on and you started to focus.

Dazai walked down the remaining stairs with the type of calmness you'd like to achieve and get things done the way he always did. His hands were at his back when he chose to speak up.

"I think it's time for me to stop your sinful acts here and tell you to go back to your mothers, I don't think they raised you good enough."

All of their heads turned to him and they grabbed their weapons, ready to attack. "Who are you?"

"I think some beating and trauma should put you in your places, how about that- uh-oh!" he dodged a blow by one of Kichirou's men effortlessly and ran a hand through his hair. "Whew that was close,"

"I said, who the hell are you?" Kichirou's uncomfortable and raspy voice echoed the place, stomping his right foot like a child.

Dazai made a thinking face, "Does it matter? I mean, I have many names, so it'll be difficult," he started to count on his fingers again, "We have suicidal bastard, mackerel, baby, dork, dadd-" again he swiftly moved away from any harm the men could cause him with as much tranquillity as possible.

You tried not to giggle at his playful antics and honestly wondered why his behaviour didn't get him killed yet since he wished it so much.

"I'm not playing these games of yours! Stop acting like a child and let's end this!" their leader announced as he did a hand motion to tell his men to attack Dazai. To your surprise, he went on his knees as a lot of men gathered around him to block everything around him and Kichirou sneered at him, nose held up high. The girls behind them were making worried noises, scared for him as they only watched helplessly.

What they didn't expect was Dazai to smirk in a dark way, that may or may not have sent shivers down some of the men's spine and they saw how he cracked his knuckles and looked up with sharp brown eyes. The leader and your partner were glaring at each other intensly when Dazai talked.

"Don't you have somewhere better to be Kichirou? I mean, look at this shithole," he raised up his arms and moved a half circle with his body to point out the shabby and dirty place they were in, a bad smell radiating from nearby. The said man was dumbfounded at his question and blinked.

"I had higher expectations of you but you proved otherwise."

You could see the anger boil up within the tall man as he growled, clearly not enjoying this at all.

"You're quite confident for a man with over 20 guns pointed at your head. And a loud mouth," he remarked passive aggressively as he rubbed his teeth together which made uncomfortable sounds.

"And you're a terrible shot. Given you trained the other men, there's not much to worry over," he yawned as he examined at his nails which seemed to be more interesting than his life at risk right now.

Another angry growl left Kichirou before he ordered, "Alright, that's it, kill him, now!"

Dazai quickly glanced over the ten women and winked at them before the men charged forward and started shooting the place. He would dodge, disarm and break their limbs, choosing not to kill anyone just yet and kept kicking and punching. And as you watched him move so elegantly and flawlessly, you realised again one of the reasons you love him so much for.

He's so fucking hot when he fights.

You felt a little bad simping for your man again while he was being chased after and him hurting people as you just stood there but he's always a good sight. Snapping out of your daze, you moved on your feet as you ran towards the chaotic scene and focused on the women tied up.

Dropping on your knees, you began, "Don't worry we'll get you out of here, we called the police so they could catch Kichirou and an ambulance to get you safely back home and take care of you," you explained rushed as you busted open their chains and removed the cloth from their mouths, them being too weak right now to move as you saw the bruises on their bodies.

Pity washed over you at the sight and you tried your best to protect them for now. From time to time you had to break a man's arm or another one's rib or slam them against the wall harshly in order to let them escape. "Ugh, you motherfuckers! Piss off!" Grabbing a man's face, you dug your nails deep into his ugly visage as he cried in pain.

You told the ten women to hold hands and not to let go when you crawled towards the main entrance and made sure that no one was going to get injured.

As the last women left the room, your head turned around to Dazai to see how he was doing and you saw he was on choke hold but saw a movable table nearby and jumped on it to push another man coming after him away and walked backwards to hit the first man's body against the wall as he passed out. He locked eyes with you and moved his arms saying "Go!" and punched another man without looking at him.

Nodding, you gulped as you ran behind the women and led them outside where you saw an abulance, the siren spreading over the place, blue and red lights painting Osaka's dark night as you urged the girls to go inside the vehicles.

"Go! Don't look back, you're safe now!"

And until the last girl entered the vehicles, you smiled at them as she faced you with teary eyes and a smile, "Thank you for helping us,"

You returned her smile waving and bowing in respect, "It was my pleasure,"

After the ambulance drove away, leaving you all alone in the dark, your eyes glued back to the abandoned house, panting, as you waited for his return.

• • •

At the moment you guys were exhausted to the core and you returned from Osaka to Yokohama. You didn't even blink an eye on your way back and shit, you craved sleep right now. Dazai on the other hand wanted to go to a café instead and stuff some caffeine into your systems and you agreed. What you didn't expect was that Chuuya would be there too, an old friend and partner of your partner's old mafia days.

You had known Chuuya for two years and whenever these two were together, you always felt as if you had two kids with you who always bickered and what not which would always cause you a headache. Sometimes you wondered who the oldest of you three was, them or you.

You all ordered normal coffee, not having the energy for anything else and started talking.

"How was your day?" Chuuya asked as he took a sip from his beverage.

Sighing, Dazai replied, "Well, no one died,"

"Those are your standards?"

Hitting his foot with yours, you replied instead, "We're just exhausted from our misson yesterday, is all. I'm glad we saved those women from their misery," you stirred your coffee, deep in thought.

"What misery?" the redhead continued asking, removing his hat and placed it on the edge of the table.

"Bad things, Chuuya. Bad things women have to go through," Dazai switched to a serious tone, being tensed up and he didn't blink.

The other man understood and hung his head low and resumed drinking. Silence filled you and the only thing you could hear was your slurping and the chatter of people around you. The image of the women's face and bruised bodies and that asshole talking to them like that made you sick and your face was expressionless. What would've happened if you weren't informed about this case? It would break your heart in pieces if something would ever happen to them.

Dazai noticed and put a hand on your thigh, rubbing it gently to calm your nerves.

"Didn't your small ass say, you went on a date last night?" he immediately changed the topic to distract you.

Chuuya's eyes lit up as he spoke, "Yes! I did. She was so great and hot oh my god," he blushed and talked dreamily which was rare, "I thought we were connecting but then she tells me she has a boyfriend at home and she regretted going on a date with me and let's just say, things went badly for the boyfriend," he sheepishly looked down on his lap, sipping his coffee innocently.

"Why did you kill him?" you questioned genuinely weirded out, knowing him too well.

"I didn't want him alive."

"That's fair," Dazai responded from next to you, stretching his limbs.

"How is that fair?!" you slapped his head when he winced and you gulped down the last pieces of coffee down your throat.

Are you sure that they're in their early 20s?

"Oh by the way, I met Akane the other day. It was so random," the brown haired male started another topic as he squeezed your thigh.

For another time, Chuuya listened to Dazai intently, his eyes shining and teeth showing, "Has she asked about me?"

He thought for a second before he replied, "Yes, I believe her exact words were 'what can I do to get him to leave me alone?'"

The small young man was ready to throw punches but you stopped him, telling him that you were in public and that he had to behave, so he listened to you and mumbled something.

Dazai's face brightened, "I know there was a compliment somewhere in there and I'll take it,"

"You piece of shit."

"Ah, there it is!"

You laughed at him for being his comedic self and showed pity for Chuuya as you stroked his covered hand. "I know you'll find someone who loves you for you. Even though you have a short temper, you'd still be a great boyfriend, Chuuya"

He blushed at that with a small smiled plastered on his face and he shyly said, "Thank you,"

After what felt like an hour, you two came back home to your shared apartment as you went straight to the bathroom, stripping your clothes and changing into your sleeping attire. You crawled into the soft matress of your shared bed and groaned in tiredness.

Not a second passed as Dazai also plopped down next to you. However you felt him shifting around and when you opened your eyes, his face was inches away from yours and you heart started to beat fast. Every time he was this close to you, you'd be overwhelmed all over again. He was just so breathtaking.

He brought a hand to your cheek and rubbed it